Our battle is over. Now, we’ll get paid and save up… for our old age. But first, there are two things I want to confirm!
“There were quite a few corpses on the way here… They didn’t look like knights or mercenaries, maybe they were…?”
“Bandits. They were a good way to kill some time, weren’t they?”
I want to know how she can say that with such a cheerful voice. They were really bandits, right? They didn’t involve or kill any innocent civilians I don’t know, did they, Rufina?!
“Why are you looking at me? I’m the one who wants to say a word to all of you.”
Oh, if you have something to say, I’ll listen. I’ll even write in the report that the defendant was cooperative.
“First, Christine. You crushed the bandits’ hearts, didn’t you?! They won’t be able to turn into zombies like that! And Sophia! The person you cut in half won’t turn into a zombie either! Alana tore them apart, Orietta crushed their heads, and you could have been a little more… artistic in your killings!”
I’ll write down that the defendant is suspected of having a mental illness. Who in their right mind would cooperate with your zombie-making scheme?! Go say your dreams on your bed after expending all your magic power!
“Well, for now, if they were bandits and not civilians, it’s fine.”
“It was self-defense!”
Do you know the word “excessive self-defense”? Well, in this world, a life is worth about as much as “ale,” so… You bandits had bad luck picking a fight. But perhaps you were lucky…
“So… there’s one more thing I wanted to ask. Who are those women in strange clothing over there?”
“They’re the bandits’ companions~ The captain’s eyesight has gotten bad~.”
My eyesight hasn’t gotten bad. It might be worse than people in this world, but I can still read the letters on the blackboard from the back seat.
What I want to know is why those three women over there are naked and bound in shibari. Please notice the “consideration” I’m showing by not asking directly.
“It’s quite interesting, but aren’t all three of you in a bad way? What is that overflowing from your bodies?”
Tears streaming from their eyes, drool from their mouths, and arousal from their honey pot, their first impression is “don’t go near them.”
“I intended to kill all the bandits, but Christine insisted… So I asked Orietta to…”
What?! What?! What?! No matter how I think about it, this is going to end badly. It’s good that you saved their lives, but you shouldn’t have left the aftermath to Orietta or Rufina!
“Since I was asked~ I conducted human experiments~.”
Stop! Human experiments! You weren’t asked to conduct human experiments, but to find a way to restrain them. Sophia, your words were far too vague.
“What kind of experiment did you do?! That’s not normal!”
“It’s simple~ I gave them an aphrodisiac in its original form~. I just wanted to see what would happen if I used it as is, instead of diluting it five hundred times~.”
So that’s the drug that devastated that mansion… Even diffused in the air it had that effect, so what would the damage be if it was used undiluted…
The victims are currently naked, bound in shibari, dragging themselves like cocoons, and heading towards Mikael Sin. Please, residents of the surrounding area, evacuate calmly. The victims appear to be crying out, “Otogoooo! Odogoooo!”
The five hundred times potency is now stripping them of their humanity. Looking at them, it’s gone beyond “painful” and is now “scary.” Especially since I’m the only male here.
“Sophia, do something!”
I said, boldly hiding behind Sophia’s back. There’s no one better than Sophia for treatment. Please do something about Orietta’s aphrodisiac too.
“… Huh?”
Sophia’s thoughts are a mystery as she vaguely questions me with her cute smile. If you don’t heal them, who will?
“…Orietta did it for the captain.”
Whoa! When did you get behind me? This is the first time you’ve gone behind my back! … You’re not holding a knife, are you?
“Christine was first~. The captain would be happy if there were girls~. That’s why I didn’t kill them~.”
You kept the girls alive for my sake?! Whether it’s my battle reward or my comfort, you kept them alive for me. And then Orietta’s drug…
When I looked at Christine, she blushed slightly and averted her gaze. It’s a rare emotional display for her, but your preparations were completely wrong!
“What a pain!”
Priscilla, known for her short temper, drew her swords from me and Christine, plunged them into the cocoon woman, pinning her to the ground, and then crushed the third woman’s head.
You’re wrong about everything too! And you’re fast! Speed is my exclusive patent, you know. Go find a different path, and maybe cure your short temper too!
“Ogo! Ogogo! Odogo!”
My mind is overwhelmed with trying to grasp the current situation. Who should I explain what to first? Can I kill the cocoon women?
“All the girls here will be kept alive. Treat their wounds and remove the drug. Erase their memories of this and make them wear clothes. They will be handed over to the Knight Order as criminals, or sold to a brothel. This is the Captain’s order! Violation of this order will result in no reward this time!”
Met with a chorus of boos behind me, I left the White Lily Corps alone. After all the trouble of surviving and returning, this is it… Being a captain isn’t easy.
We didn’t depart until two hours later. I was foolish to think that Sophia’s and Rufina’s magic would easily fix injuries and memories.
About an hour later, I returned to everyone and saw that the White Lily Corps was trying to bury the three bandit women alive while still bound in shibari. It took me forty minutes to stop them and persuade them, ten minutes for treatment, five minutes to give them clothes and let them escape, and five minutes to prepare for withdrawal. It took two hours to depart.
Fortunately, Alana volunteered to drive the carriage, and I sat at the very back of the cargo area. Priscilla and Orietta were in a private conversation. Sophia leaned on my right arm, burying her face in my chest, and Christine, unusually, leaned on my left. It’s true that I’m surrounded by flowers. Rufina leaned on my legs and was drawing blood.
“It’ll be a problem if I get anemic later.”
That’s true. I was feeling like a king with exemption from driving and guard duty until Baron Krisel’s place, and lovey-dovey time was allowed, but it seems everyone was still concerned about their battle rewards, so while being lovey-dovey and drawing blood, we waited for self-reporting and compiled the points.
The White Lily Corps, the Captain isn’t just for show.
Orcs, forty-three
Trolls, seven
Total: seventy-eight points
Priscilla
Orcs, thirty-two
Trolls, two
Total: forty-two points
Christine
Orcs, eight
Trolls, one
Total: thirteen points
Sophia
Orcs, twenty
Trolls, zero
Total: twenty points
Alana
Orcs, twenty-eight
Trolls, two
Total: fifty-eight points
Rufina
Orcs, sixteen
Trolls, one
Total: twenty-one points
Orietta
Orcs, fourteen
Trolls, one
Total: nineteen points
And so it turned out.
I was the top, as expected. I worked hard. Priscilla is as formidable as ever. Christine laughed about sacrificing the Christine’s Army. I’m grateful to Sophia for staying in the rear after the initial stage.
Alana’s points were higher than I expected. She surpassed Priscilla to become second, which must be the result of Alana’s hard work.
“Hey, let me see that.”
Priscilla roughly snatched away the tabulation sheet, clearly annoyed at being surpassed by Alana. She glared at the paper as if trying to bore holes through it.
“Why is it fifty-eight?! Twenty-eight orcs and two trolls should be thirty-eight! Calculate it properly!”
My objection of “I just received the paper” was cut off at “I” by Priscilla, who kicked me in the midsection. Even with Godspeed, I can’t defend myself when I’m holding girls in both arms.
“…Ugh!”
It’s not that much different. Was Alana’s weakness with numbers not limited to her past life… I should teach her sometime when we’re studying one-on-one.
Sophia would be the health teacher. Priscilla would be the gym teacher. Rufina and Orietta would be students, but the problem is Christine… English, Math, something intellectual. Or perhaps music or art, something like that…
“You… If you try to cheat on your battle reward, I’ll chop you into pieces and eat you.”
Priscilla pressed the sole of her foot against my face as if stamping it. What would happen if my not-so-high nose became even lower? I want to kick her leg away, but Christine and Sophia won’t let go of my arms. Could this be a form of torture?
The understanding through force was one-sided. Priscilla, angered by the violation of an otherworldly “rule” about why I wasn’t wearing a miniskirt, decided to…
“Can I get aroused too?”
Don’t read my mind. Even if I’m angry, I can’t get aroused by that. You read memories with magic, don’t you? My thoughts, perhaps due to my daily conduct… I should be careful.
“Shall we do that…”
No, we won’t! I’ve only ever seen people doing that in adult videos while driving on public roads. Well, it’s a carriage, and I’m in the cargo area, but this carriage is open-top, so people can see… well, there are no people around, but still…
This time, the Lord’s battle, if it were only Orcs, Alana would have as many as Priscilla, but it seems her bad habit showed. Rufina and Orietta could have earned points if they had encountered Trolls.
The problem is the point count. Priscilla’s forty-two points are daunting. I’m uneasy about what to do with Christine’s thirteen points, as they haven’t been decided yet.
Will Sophia’s twenty points ever end? What should I do with Alana’s twenty-eight points? I don’t need twenty-eight weapons, so I need to think about it.
Rufina’s twenty-one points translate directly to twenty-one liters, so she’ll die if she doesn’t eat liver to increase her blood. Orietta’s fourteen points represent fourteen memory sessions, so she should be careful with her privacy.
We also received epithets: Alana’s “Alana the Orc Slayer,” Christine’s “Goddess of Support.” Sophia also received one, “Sophia of Platinum,” and we were given the epithet “Annihilation Brigade.”
Of course, Priscilla complained, “Why don’t I get one?!” But since I fought where no one could see, there was no way to assign one. And I didn’t get one either.
Knowing that the future can be changed now that Baron Krisel has survived, I will fight without relying on memory from now on. Towards God’s interesting ending.
Ah, that feels good…
