As the subjugation force’s assembly progressed, the kingdom began monitoring the movements of the magic beast Alder through magical observation. While detecting its presence deep within the monster territory was nigh impossible, Alder moved as though taunting humanity, prowling boldly through the known regions.
It was not uncommon for magical beasts, once they attained formidable power, to actively hunt humans. The kingdom judged that Alder had reached such a stage. Thus, they set their forces into motion, arranging a formation to encircle and suppress it.
According to the intelligence Frenn had gathered, a great number of Holy Knights were involved in this operation, making it a large-scale endeavor. Naturally, as the numbers swelled, so too did the ambitions of those seeking to claim credit for slaying the beast. Word had spread of knights’ retainers maneuvering behind the scenes, each vying to outmaneuver their rivals in the coming battle.
“What a sorry state,” Elias muttered upon hearing the report.
“They act as though subjugating the magic beast is merely a stepping stone for their own advancement.”
“There is a possibility that their schemes may hinder our efforts,” Frenn cautioned.
“Aye, that much is certain.”
Yet, despite his words, Elias’s expression did not betray displeasure.
“Frenn, we’ve just received word. We are to head to Misheana’s location by dawn tomorrow.”
“The time has come, then.”
“Aye… Our movements will depend on Alder’s actions at that point.”
“…It is likely that the front-line knights and heroes will bear the brunt of the battle. What shall we do?”
“This operation is structured in response to Alder’s nature. The subjugation force has been deployed over a wide area, ensuring that no matter where Alder appears, knights will be in position to engage it immediately.”
“They have cast a net… meaning the knights will be spread out rather than clustered together.”
“Precisely. As the beast shifts, so too will the formation… and we shall move accordingly.”
Elias reviewed the plan in his mind. He had already briefed the allied heroes on the traps to be set. As for direct combat, that responsibility would fall upon him and Misheana.
“And you, Frenn? What is your plan for this battle?”
“…It would be best for me to remain in the rear.”
“That may be so, but considering the necessity of managing the traps, it would be ideal to have someone on hand to monitor the situation at all times.”
“You wish for me to take that role?”
“Aye. If you remain behind me, Alder’s fangs should not reach you… but given its abilities, there is no certainty. The choice is yours.”
—Frenn was no warrior, yet she had fought alongside Elias in the East, providing invaluable support against even greater threats.
This battle, too, was against a formidable foe. There would be no absolute safety.
“Very well. I shall accompany you.”
Her eyes burned with resolve. Seeing that, Elias said no more.
“Understood. With one more in our ranks, I see no need to report any changes.”
With the preparations set, Elias made his way to Noque’s chamber. The fortress lord was buried in work, yet upon seeing Elias, he momentarily paused to listen.
“Tomorrow, I depart for the subjugation.”
“I see… but before you go, answer me this.”
“Aye?”
“If you succeed in this hunt, the capital may take notice. Should that happen, what will you do?”
Noque’s gaze was wary, as though considering the possibility that Elias aimed to usurp his position.
“I am but a newcomer to the North, yet I understand that this subjugation carries political weight.”
Elias spoke plainly.
“I am aware that my involvement may stir chaos. That being said, I have no intention of requesting a reassignment to another fortress or demanding a more prominent position as a Holy Knight.”
“…Then what do you intend to do? Do you wish to return to the East?”
“That decision lies with the kingdom. Should this battle grant me any degree of recognition, it shall not be for the sake of rank or renown. I swear that I shall bring no trouble upon you, Lord Noque.”
Noque scrutinized Elias, weighing his words.
With Misheana’s unexpected arrival and all that had transpired since, the fortress had become a hub of political intrigue. It was impossible to dispel his caution entirely, yet Elias had no desire to fan the flames further.
(Though I wish for this hunt to proceed smoothly, there is no telling what forces may seek to obstruct me from the shadows… Still, my goal remains unchanged. For that reason, I shall avoid making waves wherever possible.)
“…Very well. I expect results.”
That was all Noque said in the end. Elias gave a slight bow and left the chamber.
“I doubt Noque will cause any trouble for now… Gods, the strain of dealing with these matters is wearisome.”
With a muttered sigh, Elias set his thoughts aside.
“For now, focus on the battle at hand.”
Above all, his priority was minimizing casualties. If necessary, he would forgo the subjugation entirely and focus on supporting the knights instead.
(Alder… A troublesome foe. Steady yourself, Elias.)
Murmuring his own name within his heart, Elias strode forward, his steps firm as he made his way back to his chamber.