Bitter Enemies on the Same Boat
ãI was wondering what was gonna happen when you just exploded in rage.ãPaula said.
ãI-I apologize.ãGalixon replied, dejected.
He quickly retreated as soon as he saw the Yamamaneki, his body covered in blood from his victims.
Paula, however, was not looking at Galixon. She was helping up Luke Landon, the man who tackled the blast cannon earlier to change the shellâs trajectory.
ãThank you...ãthe knight said.
ãI should be the one saying that. Thank you for saving me.ã
ãThe enemy may have attacked me by surprise... I may be unable to move... But Iâm still a knight. I just did what I had to do.ã
The rebels had already pulled back, allowing the bodyguards to untie the hostages. Finally, Paula stood up and looked at Galixon.
ãI appreciate you getting angry that I was attacked, but you canât just charge in like that.ãPaula said.
ãI undersand...ã
ãIâll heal enemies who are still breathing, so please lend me a hand.ã
ãWhat?!ã
The language barrier was still there, and even though Galixon could only understand less than half of what Paula was saying, he knew she meant she would heal the rebels.
ãA-Are you serious?! They tried to attack you!ã
ãI donât understand what youâre saying.ã
ãI think heâs asking why youâre helping the enemy.ãLuke said.
ãIncredible! You can understand what heâs saying?!ã
ãBased on the flow of the conversation, itâs the only thing he would say right now.ãhe said, seemingly exasperated.
Paula gave a strained laugh.ãI know itâs strange, helping people who tried to kill me. But itâs something I have to do.ã
ãGather as much force as possible to buy time for the citizens to escape. Is that it?ã
ãYes.ã
ãYouâd do that even though we have nothing to do with this country?ã
ãYes, I would.ã
Itâs what Hikaru-sama wants, she thought, though she didnât say it out loud.
ãI want to save as many lives as possible.ãshe addressed those around her.ãLet us all overcome this adversity.ã
No one understood what she really said, but the nuance and resolve went through to them. They all nodded.
ãFine. Weâll help as well.ãLuke said.ãFather, you should go somewhere safe. Iâll assign two men to guard you.ã
ãI cannot do that.ãthe Vireocean priest said.ãIf youâre fighting, you will need someone to heal your wounds. Though my abilities may not be as powerful as the masked Healer.ã
ãAre you sure about this? Itâll be extremely dangerous.ã
ãI came here fully prepared of the risks.ã
ãTh-Thank you!ãPaula said, bowing deeply.
ãYouâre also affiliated with the Church, yes? Someone of your skill should be well-known, but I havenât heard of you. No, I will refrain from prying. Now is the time to face the adversity before us. Isnât that right?ã
Paula nodded. While they were talking, the bodyguards brought the wounded, both palace guards and rebels.
ãLet us split the work between us.ãthe priest said.
ãYes, letâs do that.ã
ãFather, half of our team will remain here, while the other half will go to scout the walls.ãLuke said.
ãWeâll do that as well.ãGalixon added.
ãLetâs move!ã
The men roared in unison. Paula turned her gaze towards the palace.
On the meadow below the castle walls, Zahadu the Sage, dressed in his overalls, looked up at the Yamamaneki. The chickens roaming the field were cackling loudly.
ãWhat is going on here?ã
The tolling of the bells was drowned out by the earthâs rumbles and the crashing sounds. As far as he could see, there were five Yamanaeki. Although he couldnât see them, Zahadu could hear cries almost similar to animals, suggesting that there were a lot of monsters at the Yamamanekiâs feet.
The Yamamaneki slammed its fist against the wall, clearly trying to destroy it. The tolling of the bell meant an âevacuationâ. They would most likely have to abandon the city. In that case, he had to take the chicken as they were precious food. But Zahadu could not move a muscle.
ãIs this the end of this nation?ã
The tremors and explosions seemed to herald the end. Dream Makerâs long history, passed down from generation to generation, would come to an end today. Tears streamed down Zahaduâs face as he thought about it.
The bag containing the catalyst lay before Ludend. His men, having noticed where he was, gathered around him.
ãWhat should we do?ã
The Sanitation Department chief asked almost the same question as before, but the situation now was completely different.
The low-pitched ringing of bells echoed everywhere. Many citizens were out on the streets, and the firefighting team had started guiding them.
ãA nation is nothing without its citizens.ãLudend said.
ãYou are absolutely right, Sir.ã
ãBut we are traitors. What can we do in this chaosâã
Ludend heard footsteps approaching.
ãYou can do anything, Ludend.ã
The Sorcery Department chief wasnât used to seeing the man fully armed, but he was no doubt the king of Dream Maker, Doriachi. He brought Duinkler and his retainers with him.
Having lost the will to fight, the rebels did not even think about crossing blades. The crowd parted, and Ludend and Doriachi stood five meters apart, facing each other.
ãWhat are you thinking?ãLudend asked.ãYou were safe inside the palace. Did you come out here to get killed?ã
ãI donât think youâre that thoughtless.ã
ãI raised an army against you.ã
ãYou did so because you cared for our nation. Isnât that right?ã
Ludend was silent.
ãIt is common to have differing opinions. The divide shouldâve been bridged through discussion. The only mistake you made was sacrificing the lives of others for your cause.ã
It was as though he was saying that there was nothing wrong in him turning against the king. The rebel soldiers turned their faces away in shame. Whatever Ludendâs intentions were, many joined for their own selfish desires. To them, the kingâs words hit a sore spot.
Duinkler, who was standing behind Doriachi, raised his voice.ãLudend. Your beloved country is facing an unprecedented crisis. We will buy time for the citizens to escape.ã
ãWhere will they go?ã
ãWe will ferry them across the river to the south.ã
ãThatâs ridiculous. Itâs nothing but barren wasteland over there, with no source of food. Besides, the big ships are out on an expedition.ã
ãYou really think so?ã
ãWhat?ã
ãWe have an emergency at our hands. Weâll have to break the regulations set by the Sorcery Department.ã
With a sharp sound, something flew past overhead. Dawn was breaking, but the sky was still dark. Whatever it was did not hit the Yamamaneki. Instead it hit the forest behind them, lighting up the sky.
ãA blast cannon?! And thatâs no ordinary one.ã
The Sorcery Department had put a rule in place: never to shoot a cannonball that would cross over the city. A blast cannon shell, which exploded when it landed, could blow up in the air with a small mistake, endangering the city.
However, the larger guns had tremendous range, and could land all the way to the other side of Dream Maker.
ãTheyâre finally here, Your Majesty.ãDuinkler said.
Doriachi smiled as he nodded.ãYes. Grucel has returned.ã
ãIt canât be...ãLudend sank down the ground, realizing that their plans had been predicted perfectly.ãWhy, Your Majesty...? You knew about the rebellion, but why didnât you stop it?ã
ãThat is a difficult question to answer. This crisis we are facing was unavoidable. It was Silver Faceâs suggestion to let the monsters come while the other sideâs preparations were still incomplete.ã
ãYou knew about the monster invasion?! D-Donât tell me you used the uprising to draw them here?! That means thereâs someone among us who can lure monsters in!ã
ãLudend, thereâs a lot we need to discuss, but the evacuation of the citizens comes first. It looks like casualties will be kept to a minimum thanks to the Healers. Right now, we must band together to overcome this crisis.ã
Doriachi behaved with such grace and authority that it was hard to believe he was at deathâs door a few days ago.
ãThis is a critical moment for our nation.ã