Back at the center of the encampment.
At first, the group simply parked the Flygear Carrier in a clearing in the forest where they could be sheltered from the wind and snow, and pitched their tents around it, but now several temporary but considerably large houses were being built to accommodate the people who stayed there.
Although, considering that the number of people who gathered there was growing by the day all thanks to Prince Lahtiâs reputation for opening up Lekrea, there were still not enough houses. However, that was also within calculation, and the construction of the foundation of the castle that could accommodate a considerable number of people was well underway.
There was already enough human resources to build such an infrastructure. They numbered no less than a hundred. Maybe even several hundreds. And there was enough food stockpiled to feed them, thanks to the meat from Vufailbane. It would probably last from a few months to a year.
That was enough to survive for the time being, and by the time the rations ran out, the food situation Tiffany and her goons brought to the surrounding area would be a thing of the past.
The commotion was taking place in one of the houses built with logs. It was the house that Inglis and her friends were using for sleeping. It was surrounded by a large number of people, their voices filled with anger. In front of them, a group of knights under Lahti were standing as a barrier to protect the person inside the house.
The person was, of course, Pullum. The mass insisted that Pullumâs presence, her being the relative of someone who had looted and destroyed their lives, was unacceptable. Leone was by Pullumâs side, nestled in close to be her support.
ãIâm really sorry. Iâm sorry! Iâm so sorry!ã
Pullum continued to kowtow again and again to the people, eyes red with a stream of tears, but that wasnât enough to disperse the commotion.
ãYou can run your mouth however you want!ã
ãThatâs right! Youâre the sister of Hallim who has destroyed our lives! Donât think that weâll let you go!ã
ãYeah, you should take responsibility!ã
Their voices and gazes were chock full of rage and sorrow that had nowhere else to go.
Just shielding Pullum wonât quell their outrage, but I can at least help in any way I can! Thatâs what Leone was thinking as she stood in front of Pullum.
Pullum is just like how I was a few years ago. I want to help her precisely because Iâve lived through this! Thus she strongly thought.
ãPullum! Itâll be dangerous to stay here, letâs go inside for now!ã
ãNo, I cannot run away from these people! I have to apologize to them for what my brother has done!ã
ãBut Pullum, at this rateâ¦â¦!ã
These people would surely start a riot. If that happened, a clash with the Knights would be unavoidable.That would damage Lahtiâs reputation, and more importantly, they would have to hurt the people who lost their homes and families. Such a grim outcome was best evaded⦠after all, both Leone and Pullum had seen what these people had been through on their way to Lekrea.
ãEveryone, please calm down! Itâs true that Pullum is Hallimâs sister, but she has no part in what he did! On the contrary, she played a huge role in the fight to reacquire Lekrea and she even saved our lives! Is it really just to have her bear Hallimâs sins?! Please consider it well!ã
Luwin, who led the Knight squadron, screamed too, butâ¦
ãThere have been various examples of a family or a clan member bearing the blame for one of them who had rebelled against the country since ancient times! That just speaks how serious Hallimâs crime is! Remember the sadness, the anger! Remember, we need to make an example to prevent such a tragedy from happening again! To deter the second or third Hallim from ever popping up again! She must not be forgiven, for the sake of our future! This is no angry outburst! This is a necessary step to face the future!ã
The one who spewed those words was a lanky boy with a beautiful face, Ian.
ãIan! How could you say that?! Arenât you Pullumâs childhood friend?! Her friend?! If you really are, then you should haveâ!ã
ãI donât think so! A sin is a sin! Someone has to pay for it! Being friends is not an excuse to play favoritism! If you say that thatâs not what it means to be friends, then itâs fine by me! What about you, arenât you actually involved with Hallim and up to something?!ã
ãWha?! What are you even saying?! You came here with us, you shouldâve known thatâs not true!ã
Enraged, Leone put her hand on the hilt of her black greatsword Artifact she was carrying on her back on reflex. Seeing that, Pullum hurriedly clung to her to stop her
ãLeone! Iâm begging you, please donât!ã
ãI understand how you feel! But, think about it calmly! If you mess with the people here, His Highnessâ Lahtiâs reputation will be damaged!! You will jeopardize the future of Lekrea! Please, just bear with it for now!ã
ãR-, right! Iâm sorry, I should have known betterâ¦ã
Leone was about to remove her hand from the hilt whenâ¦
ãSo naive! What makes you think we canât mess with you?!ã
Ker-chink!
With a clang, the blade juts out along Ianâs arms. Ianâs body was mostly mechanized like it was a Flygear. It was the result of Highland technology. This was no surprise.
Ian, with his blade exposed, rushed towards Luwin, the centerpiece of the Knights who walled up in front of the mob.
ãNow, get out of the way!ã
ãââ?!ã
ãStop it! Ian!ã
Leoneâs black greatsword extended and interrupted the space between Luwin and Ian. Ianâs blade strike didnât reach Luwin. Just at the nick of time.