﻿\setgamedatatitle("Kiros  \nThe Fourth City, Glaxstorm")

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Günther and his group took a break at Glackstorm, then set
out on foot toward Barathorn.
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There were things they couldn't talk about in Barathorn.
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\text("Subordinate")
...Commander, I'm still worried. Can we really trust him?
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\text("Günther")
On that one point, that man is trustworthy. Besides, you
understand, don't you?
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\text("Günther")
We can't do this with just our own strength. That's why we
have to use whatever we can.
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Günther had decided to take action. Now it was just a matter
of timing.
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\text("Adolf")
If Karl were still alive, our chances of success would be
much higher...
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Karl... the spy they sent to the church.
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He had been one of Günther's subordinates, but now, they
couldn't get in touch with him.
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\text("Adolf")
...If he hasn't even returned home, then there's no doubt
anymore.
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\text("Günther")
...It was three days ago that we lost contact, wasn't it?
But he actually disappeared before that... right?
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Because of his covert mission, he had been away from the
military for a long time.
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The only way to confirm each other's safety was through
scheduled magical communication.
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With magic, you can even change your voice. That's why it
took them so long to notice.
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\text("Günther")
Judging by the situation, he must have found something.
That's why the Winga cult erased him... huh?
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Maybe it was because the snow made it hard to see. Only now
did he notice the wagon a few meters ahead.
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The coachman seemed to be one of their own soldiers.
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\text("Günther")
Wait.
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\text("Coachman")
Ah... Commander!? Y-you're safe...?
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\text("Günther")
Yeah, I got lucky. Sorry, but if you have room in the wagon,
could you give us a ride too?
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\text("Coachman")
Ah, um... that's...
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For some reason, the coachman seemed flustered, glancing
back and forth between Günther and the wagon as he answered.
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\text("Coachman")
Actually, I just caught some runaway slaves... I can't put
you in with them, Commander...
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The coachman showed them the inside of the wagon. Sure
enough, there were several slaves inside.
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They all had cloths draped over their heads, so their faces
couldn't be seen. The small ones were probably children or
women.
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\text("Günther")
(...Women and children, huh.)
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\text("Coachman")
And with this many already inside, there's really no space
for anyone else...
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The restless coachman looked somewhat panicked.
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Why is he so nervous...? Günther sensed a slight feeling of
unease.
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If you feel even the slightest sense of discomfort, it's
best to dig as deep as you can.
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\text("Günther")
That's right. Still, to run away while under Winga-sama's
protection―how disgraceful.
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\text("Coachman")
Yes, absolutely.
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\text("Günther")
Get them off the wagon immediately. I'll personally punish
these escapees.
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\text("Coachman")
Wha!?
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\text("Adolf")
...Come on, get down! That's an order from the Commander!!
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\text("Slave")
...
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As the subordinates began unloading the slaves, the
coachman's face grew even paler.
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\text("Günther")
Show your faces. For slaves to hide their faces and not even
greet me―how utterly disrespectful!
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\text("Coachman")
W-wait! There's no need to go that far...
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\text("Slave")
I-I'm so sorry...
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When they revealed their faces, the slaves turned out to be
ordinary Kirosian girls.
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\text("Coachman")
Ah...
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\text("Günther")
Which town were you slaves from? Answer honestly.
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\text("Slave 1")
Ka...Kazatoria... They forced us, saying it was a gift from
the Demon Lord...
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\text("Slave 2")
They said we were to be offerings for Winga-sama...
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At those words, a sudden murderous aura radiated from
Günther.
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\text("Günther")
...Care to explain just what the hell is going on here?
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\text("Coachman")
Ah... u... uwaaaaaaaah!!
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With a scream, the coachman drew the sword at his waist.
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At this point, that was as good as an answer.
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\text("Coachman")
Damn enemies of Winga-sama... Die here!
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The coachman raised his sword high. Aiming for his
now-exposed torso―
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\text("Coachman")
Ah...
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A single horizontal slash―Günther's drawn sword flashed.
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The coachman's abdomen was sliced clean across, blood
gushing out as if spilling from within.
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\text("Coachman")
Winga... sama...
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With those words, the coachman breathed his last.
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After confirming this, Günther sheathed his sword and turned
back to the girls.
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\text("Günther")
...Now then, could you tell me the rest?
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\text("Slave 3")
...That man said he was gathering people from other towns
too. He said he was taking everyone to be Winga-sama's
playthings.
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\text("Günther")
............
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\text("Adolf")
...Things are starting to smell pretty fishy, aren't they?
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\text("Günther")
―I'm going back to Glace-dono. You all escort these women to
Kazatoria.
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\text("Subordinate")
Commander, by yourself?
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\text("Günther")
That's right. I'll leave the rest to you, alright?
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\text("Adolf")
...Understood. Please be careful.
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Günther and his subordinates parted ways here.
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Now was the time to 'move.'
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Günther returned to Glace's side as the sun was setting,
about an hour before dusk.
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As he reported the fall of Adonai, Günther knelt and bowed
his head.
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\text("Glace")
...Raise your head. I'm just glad you came back to me.
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\text("Günther")
Ha... So, is he here after all?
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\text("Glace")
Yes. He arrived that very day. He was all excited, thinking
he'd have me soon.
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\text("Günther")
I figured as much. That guy's a hopeless womanizer.
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\text("Glace")
...But it will all be for nothing.
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Günther gave a wry smile, but Glace averted her gaze as she
spoke.
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\text("Glace")
...I will offer myself to Winga-sama.
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\text("Günther")
...You've made up your mind, then.
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\text("Glace")
I'm sure Caym will save the people. But there's nothing
anyone can do about this weather.
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\text("Günther")
............
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She always said this life was for Kiros. Glace had repeated
those words many times before.
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That's why she felt neither resignation nor despair. If it
was for her country, she would not hesitate to give her
life.
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But Günther couldn't accept that. He was a soldier who
protected both the people and the king.
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\text("Günther")
...I'm sorry, Glace-dono. I just can't accept that.
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\text("Glace")
Günther?
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He took Glace's hand with his left, and with his right, he
gripped the sword at his waist.
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\text("Guard 1")
Commander? W-what are you doing...?
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\text("Günther")
I'm handing Glace-dono over to the Demon Lord Caym... Step
aside, will you?
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\text("Guard 2")
Wha... Are you out of your mind, Commander!?
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\text("Glace")
Günther...?
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\text("Günther")
I'm perfectly sane. Or are you saying it's madness to wish
for the king to live?
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\text("Guard 1")
E-even so, why to the Demon Lord!? Are you planning to
betray us!?
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\text("Günther")
...Move. If you won't, I'll cut you down right here!
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\text("Guard 2")
...!
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The guards tense up at the murderous intent that pierces
their skin. Günther is dead serious.
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\text("Guard 1")
Please lower your sword, Commander...!
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\text("Glace")
(What should I do...?)
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Should I shake off Günther's arm? Or should I just go along
with him?
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Doubt crept into Glace's heart. That was something that
should never have happened.
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\text("Glace")
(Doubt...? Why am I hesitating...)
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\text("Günther")
...Sorry. In that case, I'll force my way through!
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\text("Glace")
Ah... Wait―
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Wait. Just as she was about to say that, Glace realized
something.
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Someone was behind them.
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And that someone was about to attack Günther from behind.
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\text("Günther")
Wha...!?
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\text("Günther")
Guh...!?
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\text("Spy")
............
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The assailant who appeared out of nowhere tackled Günther,
pinning him to the floor.
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\text("Günther")
(I got caught from behind...? How long has this bastard been
there...!?)
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\text("High Priest")
Looks like we made it in time.
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\text("Günther")
...Perfect timing. Have you been watching Glace-dono?
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The High Priest doesn't answer.
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But it's clear that the man pinning Günther was the one
keeping watch.
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\text("High Priest")
So you were using insects to spy on us for this, huh? Hmm?
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The High Priest dropped something right in front of
Günther's eyes.
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It was stained with blood... Karl's rank insignia, and a
shattered illusion stone.
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\text("High Priest")
Take this man to the dungeon. Traitors must be punished
severely.
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\text("Guard 1")
...Why are you the one giving orders?
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\text("High Priest")
We have a war ahead. We can't entrust military authority to
a traitor. Isn't that right?
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\text("Glace")
............
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\text("High Priest")
That's an order. If you refuse, I'll have you executed as
rebels as well.
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\text("Guard 2")
...Your Majesty, your command?
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\text("Glace")
...Take him away. Don't be rough with him... please.
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\text("Günther")
............
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\text("Guard 1")
Let's go, Commander.
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Günther was flanked by guards on both sides and led away.
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Glace could do nothing but watch anxiously as it happened.
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And from this moment, the Winga Church seized control of
Kiros.
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\text("Caym")
Hmm... For a loli, cool, and expressionless type, this one
seems best.
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\text("Risbell")
So next is a lolita, a short girl? That's disgusting,
Caym-sama.
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As Caym sorted through illusion stones organized by genre,
Risbell's cold voice hit his back.
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\text("Caym")
Barging in without knocking... Are you here to jump me?
Well, I wouldn't mind at all.
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\text("Risbell")
You seemed quite absorbed in that. ...I'm not here to attack
you, I have a report.
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\text("Caym")
What is it?
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\text("Risbell")
Please don't take off your pants. ...Who said you could get
hard?
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\text("Caym")
You can't take your eyes off it, but you're no fun.
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\text("Risbell")
I-I'm not... ahem. I just received a report that Günther-san
has fallen from power.
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\text("Caym")
Huh? So the church has taken control of Kiros?
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\text("Risbell")
It seems so. Apparently, he tried to surrender and bring
Glace-san with him.
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\text("Risbell")
...Even so, it's a bit questionable for the church to take
over military authority.
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\text("Caym")
Yeah... But why would he screw up like that? He should've
known he'd fail... Or maybe that's exactly why...?
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He should've known he would fail.
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If he did it anyway, then maybe even that failure was part
of the plan.
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\text("Caym")
...If that's the case, what happened to his subordinates?
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\text("Risbell")
...About that, they actually came to Kazatoria once.
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Apparently, when they returned to Barat Horn, they went out
of their way to bring back the girls who had been taken by
the Winga Church.
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On top of that, those girls were about to be offered up to
Winga... used as playthings.
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\text("Risbell")
The girls we rescued are already under protection. Also,
there's a message from them.
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\text("Caym")
Figured as much. What is it?
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\text("Risbell")
They said, 'Leave Her Majesty Glace to us. So please, leave
the Winga Church to us.'
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\text("Caym")
...Oh, that's how they're playing it? Risbell, what do you
think?
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\text("Risbell")
...I think both the church and Günther-san have something up
their sleeves. The rest depends on how we move.
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\text("Caym")
Hmm, fine by me. Especially if it means we get Glace.
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\text("Caym")
Alright, I'll play along, Günther. Risbell, gather the
troops.
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Standing up, Caym tucked away his raging cock and grinned
ferociously.
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As the sun rose, the Demon Lord's army began their invasion
of Glackstorm.
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\text("Priest Glackstorm")
No matter how powerful the Demon Lord's army is, we have
Lord Winga on our side!
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\text("Priest Glackstorm")
We must not defile Lord Winga's land any further! Use your
bodies, your lives as shields!
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\text("Priest Glackstorm")
Even if your bones break and your flesh is torn, do not
retreat! Risk your lives and slay the Demon Lord!
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\text("Followers")
Glory to Lord Winga!
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\text("Followers")
OooooOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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The roars of the followers echoed through Glackstorm, and
the monsters responded with their own howls.
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\text("Caym")
Winga is worthless. Crush them all.
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\text("Monsters")
GwoooooOOOOOOOO!!
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It was just another suppression battle, no different from
before.
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At least, that's what everyone in the Demon Lord's army
thought at the time.



















































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