Part 1
"In other words, reopening Aisha-neesan's corridor would be very difficult.
As always, she's so adept at causing trouble for others..."
Thus sighed Saint Raffaello.
The female knight stared at the pile of English documents in her hand. This
had just been delivered from the England's Witenagemot in Greenwich
using the magic of [Mailing].
Recorded in these documents were the terrifying authorities of Madame
Aisha.
"I have a feeling that depending on the phase of the moon, the 'corridor'
could be opened using the spells of witches like me and fairy doctors.
However, doing so would still require gathering dozens of experts for it to
work."
Clicking her tongue with a worried expression, Liliana stared up into the
night sky.
The midwinter night sky was virtually cloudless for miles. The crescent
moon's brilliance was clear and dazzling.
This was the night when Kusanagi Godou, Erica Blandelli, Seishuuin Ena
and Salvatore Doni had gone missing, sucked into 'Madame Aisha's
corridor.'
"In that case, full preparations would require a substantial amount of time."
The beautiful face of the Japanese Hime-Miko, Mariya Yuri, was shrouded
by a layer of gloomy worry.
They were currently in the garden of an ancient castle hotel, located in the
Casentino area of Italy's region of Tuscany. This was where the battle
against the deinonychus divine beast had taken place during the daytime.
Liliana nodded at her companion's words and sighed.
"The chances of success are definitely not high. I find it doubtful that highly
suitable solutions are actually available."
They were sitting on wooden chairs at the front of the hotel garden,
surrounding a round table.
Everyone was holding a copy of the documents sent from the
Witenagemot. Upon hearing that one of Madame Aisha's authorities was to
blame for the incident, Liliana had proceeded to contact Greenwich.
"Considering the Witenagemot, they should possess unpublicized
information regarding Madame Aisha, so I tried to make a request... Looks
like I made the right decision."
Liliana murmured while casting her gaze upon the documents.
Capable of opening portals to alternate realms was [Beyond the Timeless
Horizon]. Bringing either healing or death was [Live or Die]. The authority
of charisma, [Charm and Curse]. Furthermore, there were the authorities of
[Grand Luck], [Jabberwock Slayer]...
Just the terrifying authorities known to the Witenagemot already numbered
this many.
"By the way, I can't believe that those stubborn fellows would actually
provide their precious investigation report. Isn't this classified so only those
geezers, the first-class members, are authorized?"
"This is all thanks to our close relationship with the former spokesperson
over on that side."
Saint Raffaello remarked, quite impressed. After answering, Liliana noticed
something.
Sitting next to her, Yuri was also reading the same documents, but for
some reason, she seemed quite agitated.
Was there something to be concerned about? Yuri was looking up from
time to time and checking out their surroundings.
"What is the matter, Mariya Yuri? Is there anything concerning?"
"Oh, not at all. I simply keep getting a strange feeling after reading these
documents."
Yuri answered after getting startled by Liliana's question.
"Somehow, I keep getting the feeling that these documents would serve as
an impetus for some kind of unexpected event. However, the reasons are
completely unclear."
The Hime-Miko was renowned for her exceptionally potent spirit vision
powers. Whenever she said "felt something," Liliana knew very well that it
must not be overlooked. Did something happen? The moment Liliana
braced herself, she instantly understood the reason.
Voices were heard. Two people had apparently arrived at the garden.
"Hey Paolo. Why am I getting the feeling that you don't seem happy at all
about our reunion? I hope I'm just imagining things. Or am I actually
correct?"
"Of course not. There's nothing of that sort, Princess."
It was the voice of a slightly displeased noblewoman. A beautiful voice,
filled with masculinity, answered her respectfully.
"Encountering you again... Your knight, Paolo Blandelli, feels nothing but
utmost joy. Nevertheless, the following thought does occur to me on
occasion."
While speaking eloquently as befitted his identity as Erica's uncle, the
knight of knights also brought up his opinion with some displeasure.
"Hoping for a noble princess to show greater prudence and restraint in her
actions, I am quite positive this does not overstep a knight's bounds."
"Well, aren't you describing me like a mischievous little child? You're really
quite something, Paolo."
"Then I shall be blunt, Princess. This sort of matter should not require your
personal presence, should it?"
"Now that would be an absurd assertion when clearly there is such a
perilous crisis here. Personally, I cannot stand back and observe while
remaining uninvolved whenever acquaintances are plunged into
world-level crises. Verily, apathy is the world's greatest vice. I now feel
compelled to revise my opinion of you."
"Unnecessary curiosity can also be said to be one of the root causes of
turmoil disrupting the world."
"Paolo, I can't believe you're still so stubbornly rigid as always."
"Please allow me to take that as a compliment, Princess Alice."
Making their arrival was the princess with the beautiful platinum-blonde
hair along with the knight who seemed as strongly built as the statue of
David.
Princess Alice was dressed in a light-gray fur coat with black skinny pants
and a pair of boots whereas Paolo Blandelli was in a dark gray suit.
However, he was holding his jacket in his left hand while his tie was slightly
loosened at the collar.
As soon as the voices were heard, the arriving visitors' high stature was
already readily apparent.
Let alone Liliana, even Yuri immediately stood up from her chair to bow
and greet the new arrivals.
"It's been a while, Yuri and Liliana. When Liliana made a request of the
Witenagemot, I was really taken by surprise. Furthermore, to think it would
concern Madame Aisha!"
Alice's voice was quite cheerful and filled with a noblewoman's elegance.
Liliana instantly realized her oversight. When contacting the Witenagemot,
she should have expected Alice to make an inevitable appearance.
"Currently, with three Campiones on a journey in the past, any alterations
made to history would be no joking matter. One could call this quite a
serious situation."
Alice was murmuring while making a face like a "noble and intelligent
princess who truly worried about the crisis of the world's fate."
That said, this situation alone should not constitute enough reason for
Princess Alice to rush over personally to the frontlines. Coming out to
witness the commotion in spite of that could be taken as a glimpse into the
princess' true personality.
"I have heard stories before, but your morbid curiosity turns out to be just
as rumored."
Saint Raffaello murmured as though surprised.
Such words were permitted only because of her past illustrious
accomplishments, fighting alongside the oldest Campiones, sometimes
even fighting in opposition to them.
Princess Alice smiled in response to the heroic lady's remark.
"I have also heard much about the great name of Saint Raffaello. The
rumors you just mentioned could very well be traced to the fabrications of a
certain knight over there. Despite appearances, I actually do have
sufficient cause to come forth."
In possession of a great many virtues and troublesome aspects, the
princess turned her gaze towards Liliana and Yuri.
"You reported that Kusanagi-sama's time period could be seen?"
"Y-Yes. One could say so."
Yuri replied frantically to the princess' question.
"However, we are able to do no more than observing the situation on the
other side of the corridor... Even details such as the time period or the
location are completely unclear."
"I believe it is an era even earlier than the Middle Ages."
Liliana interjected as well. Back then, Kusanagi Godou was fighting at a
place resembling a castle. It was most likely a facility built using
construction techniques dating back to before the Middle Ages.
"Princess, I intend to hurry over to Godou-san and the others' side no
matter what it would take."
Yuri tensed and showed a stern expression while pleading to the princess.
"Should you know how Madame Aisha's corridor could be opened, please
kindly provide your instruction. I implore you—"
"Hmm... Indeed, there have been cases when third parties opened her
corridors through forceful measures."
The Japanese Hime-Miko bowed her head deeply. In response, Alice
made a troubled expression.
"Even if you could reach the past in this manner, it's pointless unless you
can travel to the desired point in time. Just for argument's sake, suppose
the corridor's other end is connected to London in 1000 CE. However,
which month of that year you arrive would be completely dependent on
luck..."
"Is that how it works!?"
"Also, traveling back and forth in time recklessly like this and making
repeated changes to history in that era... Corrections for all that would
seem to be rather difficult. In my opinion, it would be best not to try."
"Changes to history... and corrections?"
Hearing Liliana's question, the princess chuckled and smiled.
"In actual fact, a certain esteemed individual, one who is quite
knowledgeable in these issues, apparently wants to meet you two."
Hearing this sudden announcement, Liliana and Yuri both could not hide
their troubled expressions.
The princess' next words proceeded to make them disregard everything
else.
"All sorts of difficulties are probably present in the place where this person
is waiting. Since you intend to rescue Kusanagi-sama and the others,
perhaps it might serve as the prime shortcut."
Liliana instantly made her decision. Together with Yuri, she nodded.
Judging from the fact that even the cautious Hime-Miko from Japan was
able to decide so effortlessly without hesitation, one could tell how firmly
committed she was to setting forth on the journey.
Part 2
Roughly 410 CE or so, that would be the early part of the fifth century,
would it not?
Kusanagi Godou was currently stranded in this approximate time period.
The location was the province of Gaul within the Western Roman Empire's
territory, on the eastern most edge.
"Now that I think about it, we really did arrive in a faraway place, on a
totally different level..." Muttering poignantly, he was looking out towards a
grand and majestic river.
Godou was standing by the Rhine's shore.
Across the 200m wide river, the eastern barbaric lands of Germania lay
further beyond. This was within the sphere of influence of the fierce
equestrian tribe, the Huns.
On the other side of the great river, vast pastures stretched far and wide
with lush forests up ahead in the distance.
"In the twenty-first century, this area should be near the Franco-German
border..."
Godou and his entourage were currently staying at the city of Augusta
Raurica.
According to Erica, this place belonged to twenty-first century Switzerland,
in the vicinity of the city named Basel. Advancing north along the Rhine,
one would reach the famous city of Strasbourg on the Franco-German
border. Then continuing north, there was Cologne... No wait.
These were all names of modern European cities.
Godou had heard that during the fifth century, Strasbourg was called
Argentoratum while Cologne was known as Aggripina. These were all
Roman names that sounded like tongue twisters.
"So you're here, Godou!"
"We're looking for you, Your Majesty!"
His two companions had arrived from the castle.
Erica and Seishuuin Ena. Both of them were riding horses and dressed in
this time period's clothing.
They were wearing tunics on top, a simple type of clothing similar to
t-shirts. On the bottom, they had slender pants with cloth wrapped around
their waist like miniskirts, a display of women's fashion.
"Yo."
Godou waved his hand in response to Erica and Ena's calls.
Located roughly two kilometers away from the city of Augusta Raurica was
a Roman army's fort.
Currently, Godou was at the midpoint between the two locations. Like the
girls, he had traveled by riding a horse, which was currently grazing by the
river beside him. Living in ancient Gaul, horse riding could be used to get
around various places by himself.
"What happened? Is that Uldin guy here again?"
The deadly duel against the Hun godslayer had taken place four days
earlier.
Furthermore, after the intense battle ended with a ceasefire, they had
received a certain report. Allegedly, Salvatore Doni had united the Frankish
tribes' warriors and conquered Aggripina.
"Or is there more news on that guy Doni?"
"Mmmhmm... It's related to that as well."
"This matter must be resolved. That was what Madame Aisha said,
apparently."
Ena murmured while Erica shrugged.
Godou sighed as he turned his gaze towards the two girls who were
approaching on horseback.
Madame Aisha seemed quite motivated. Godou felt sorry for her but could
not stop himself from imagining dark and ominous futures.
"Looks like we must ask her what she wants to do. Is she at the castle?"
"No. She went back roughly an hour ago."
"Those soldier guys pulled out a carriage and escorted her home."
Godou answered "I see" and nodded while approaching his favorite horse.
Compared to English thoroughbreds in modern times, ancient horses were
generally smaller in build. Putting his hand on the horse's neck, Godou
mounted the saddle in one swift motion.
Even though he found it unfamiliar in the beginning, Godou had now
gradually grown accustomed to the movement.
"So, let's head over to the church to have a look first."
Had it been the twenty-first century, they could have contacted each other
by cellphone.
However, this was not possible in ancient Gaul. Having decided to pay
Madame Aisha a visit at the church in the city that served as her residence,
Godou instantly brought his horse to a trot.
Erica and Ena also followed on horseback. Judging from the speed, they
were traveling at roughly seven or eight kilometers per hour.
Even horses would rapidly tire out if they had to gallop continuously for
long periods of time. In actual fact, bicycles would be even more
convenient and faster as a mode of transportation in comparison.
To begin with, the ancient world was blessed with many products of
civilization.
The road being trodden by Godou and his companion's horses would be a
perfect example. With a surface paved with gravel, it was quite a
well-maintained road.
Like the blood vessels of a circulatory system, Roman roads formed a
network within the Empire.
In addition, Augusta Raurica was a typical colonial city in the Empire, fully
equipped with facilities such as aqueducts, public baths and arenas.
Thousands of residences lined up along city streets provided an
impressive view, a far cry from a description of "undeveloped land."
Riding their horses, Godou and his companions advanced slowly along
this type of urban road.
"...Hmm?"
Godou felt a strange sensation. Not only could he feel himself being gazed
at, but these stares also came from quite a number of people.
Checking out his surroundings from atop his horse, Godou could see the
citizens of Raurica hustling and bustling about.
Of course, compared to urban centers in the twenty-first century, the
volume of people would only reach the level of "a crowded shopping street"
or so. But that said, there were still about a hundred people around him.
Without exception, they were all staring at Kusanagi Godou. Rather than
curiosity, these people's eyes seemed more like they were filled with "awe
or even fear."
"..."
While feeling strange, Godou continued to spur his horse forward.
Unlike modern streets for cars, this main road allowed horses, horse-drawn
carriages, cattle, humans and more to coexist and move along at a
leisurely pace. In spite of that, the people silently halted in their footsteps,
turning their fearful eyes towards Kusanagi Godou while waiting quietly for
the twenty-first century Japanese to pass through.
There were no obstacles in his way.
Leading Erica and Ena, Godou advanced casually along the main road.
"...What on earth is going on?"
"Well, it's because Your Majesty already fought that intense battle with
Uldin-san as your opponent."
"Everyone knows all about it already. They know very well that a great
warrior, rivaling Devil King Uldin in power, is present in this city and
becoming their ruler would only be a matter of time."
"Ruler!?"
Riding on horseback, Godou was greatly shocked by the conversation that
Erica and Ena were carrying out behind him.
"I have absolutely no intention of becoming someone like that!"
"The most powerful soldiers would amass influence and seize the state.
That is what the present era's Roman Empire is about. Of course, there
are exceptions, but those people were probably put to death by emperors
who were suspicious."
"Literally a world full of turmoil, that's what it feels like."
Erica sounded exhausted while Ena nodded repeatedly to agree.
Godou was quite displeased to hear about this disturbing subject of
history. But thanks to these troublesome rumors, their horses were able to
move with greater efficiency. As Japanese, Godou and Ena looked quite
similar to the oriental Huns and stood out considerably in the Caucasian
city of Raurica.
Soon after, they arrived before a Christian church.
In this era, Christianity had already passed its "frozen period" when it was
suppressed as a heretical religion and had become the Roman Empire's
state religion. Hence, churches could also be found in colonial cities of
provinces such as Gaul.
After tying their horses outside the church, the trio entered the chapel.
"Hello, Kusanagi-san. I see that Erica-san and Ena-san are together with
you as well. Perfect timing."
Greeting them with affectionate smiles was a young and beautiful maiden.
She possessed lustrous black hair and delicate skin with an olive
complexion. Her attire consisted of a white one-piece dress from the local
time period. Furthermore, wrapped around her waist was a strip of white
cloth meant to be draped over one's shoulder.
Looking only seventeen-years-old, this girl was precisely Madame Aisha.
Despite appearances, she was the female Campione who had lived
through eons since the nineteenth century.
"Had I known you were coming, I would have prepared lunch beforehand
to welcome you all."
"You're far too kind. Oh by the way, Aisha-san."
Speaking of which, it was already lunch time. Noticing this, Godou posed a
question.
His sworn elder sister, one of the Campiones from the old generation, Her
Emininence Luo Hao was an expert in cooking. Perhaps Madame Aisha
also happened to possess the same level of superb skill?
"Do you like to cook?"
"Hoho, I guess I can cook a bit after all. But sometimes, the food gets burnt
because the fire was too hot, or I forget to cut up the vegetables, but I can
assure you it's perfectly edible. I'm also quite confident in my ability to
handle cooking for many guests. Please allow me to treat you all to a meal
should an opportunity arise in the future♪"
"...I see."
Basically, her cooking skills were not "bad." Anyone could cook lots of food
simply by preparing more ingredients. Godou refrained from making these
kinds of comments while cautiously stopping his nodding.
He was already used to the abundance of Madame Aisha's questionable
aspects.
"Hi Aisha-san. This is just something heard from the guys in the army."
The one striking up conversation in a familiar tone of voice was Ena, of
course. Perhaps she was quite compatible with the forthright Madame
Aisha? This attitude was as though they were friends already.
"Something about you wanting to meet the king who conquered the city in
the north, is that really true? I must resolve this matter personally—You
said something like that?"
Reportedly, Ena had heard these rumors from the soldiers in the Roman
army stationed in this city.
The soldiers' expressions and words clearly expressed their worship and
praise for Madame Aisha as they chatted with one another in great
excitement. Aisha's charisma authority had probably made them her
captives.
"Oh yes. I definitely did say that."
"Madame. This may offend you but please allow me to speak... It is my
belief that this undertaking might prove to be quite difficult."
In response to the Madame's simple admission, Erica spoke respectfully.
Erica insisted on maintaining an absolute boundary between herself and
Devil King Campiones, one that she would never cross no matter how
much of a "good person" the other party was. Well, acting less inhibited
towards Godou was fine, on the other hand...
"Sir Salvatore is a powerful individual who regards combat as his only
raison d'etre. Furthermore, he is currently the [King] with the Franks under
his command."
Salvatore Doni had conquered the city of Colonia Aggripina.
This was the bad news received four days earlier. In this land of ancient
Gaul, Doni had made himself the great chieftain ruling over one faction of
the Germanic tribes, the Franks. However, what kind of thoughts drove him
to suddenly conquer one of the Roman Empire's colonial cities?
Doni was currently at Colonia Aggripina, surrounded by Franks who had
gathered to worship him.
"Regarding this fact, I have already resolved myself sufficiently. No matter
what, this is a job that must be done."
Madame Aisha responded decisively to Erica's petition.
Tensing her face to produce a commanding expression, she clenched her
fists and declared:
"Like him, I am also a Campione who came from the future. I cannot sit idly
by and allow Doni-san's high-handed behavior to continue unchecked!"
" " "..." " "
At this moment, Erica and Ena both directed gentle gazes towards
Madame Aisha.
The same thought was probably occurring to Godou as well. In response to
Madame Aisha's righteous indignation, they were all thinking "why on earth
is she throwing herself into the line of fire?"
Godou could not help but ask:
"About the issue of disrupting the past, aren't you in the same boat as him,
Aisha-san?"
"U-Umm... Well, I do confess that I am aware of the validity of that
viewpoint..."
The Madame suddenly began to act flustered, shocking Godou.
"You're actually aware of it yourself!?"
"Well, after all, it's still... So, it's a very important point."
"Please elaborate."
"Well, you see, I'm already used to traveling in the past. Although there
were times when I almost changed history inadvertently, but in the end,
everything still turned out fine. Apart from helping people, I try my best not
to do anything that interferes with history!"
"By the time an exception happens, it would already be too late to fix..."
"That won't happen. This world is more harmonious than you can imagine,
Kusanagi-san. Furthermore, a maiden's heart that respects love and peace
is always the strongest weapon at all times."
In response to Madame Aisha's opportunistic views, Godou concurred
indifferently.
"Is that so?"
"Yes. I have already faced those kinds of situations many times."
"In other words, you've actually changed history many times..."
"W-What are you saying? Putting that aside for now, I do think that the
current situation is not too good, Kusanagi-san, what with extraneous
entities like you or me intruding in this past era for example, or willful
individuals like Doni-san coming here."
Understanding what Madame Aisha meant, Godou nodded.
The one who told him about history's corrective force was Madame Aisha
herself. However, she was also secretly admitting that this force had its
limits, was she not? Hence, she intended to personally stop Doni's
atrocities before the corrective force reached its limit—
Thinking about things this way, the reasoning did seem correct indeed. As
a test, Godou asked:
"But how do you plan on stopping that idiot Doni?"
"Honest sincerity. I will speak with him with my true and sincere feelings.
Please leave it to me, hoho."
Godou silently stared at Madame Aisha while she chuckled and smiled.
Right now, before his eyes was probably the smiling face of someone who
firmly believed in humanity's love and benevolence. Furthermore,
considering how inexplicably enthusiastic she was right now, it was very
well possible she could plow through the current crisis through
extraordinary virtues alone.
But this time, the opponent was an absolute idiot of the super heavyweight
class.
Originally, Godou was supposed to head over to the scene himself. In
addition, he was going to hold the idiot down by the neck and loudly scold
him "Get a grip of yourself and behave, no matter how much of an idiot you
are, you idiot!"
But there were reasons why he could not set off immediately.
"Could you delay your departure briefly for now? Because I need to pay
Uldin a visit to talk about this city here."
After the duel four days ago, Uldin had gone back to the forest where his
stronghold was located.
With that, the dispute over the city of Augusta Raurica had been put aside
temporarily. If that man were to attack while Godou was absent—That was
not entirely impossible.
A truce or a rematch? The previous battle had ended ambiguously without
resolution.
Godou wanted to settle these matters before confronting Doni.
"Once things are settled over here, we'll head over to that whatever
Colonia city together."
"Well, if you say so, Kusanagi-san..."
Madame Aisha accepted his suggestion for now, but...
"However, I do believe we could also act separately... For example, I shall
handle Doni-san while you take care of Uldin-san, Kusanagi-san..."
Seeing her murmur such dangerous words, Godou secretly motioned with
his eyes. Beside him, Erica and Ena understood immediately and nodded
lightly in response.
Ultimately, what they worried about was Madame Aisha running out of
control.
The Madame must be watched at all times. Erica and Ena probably
reached the same conclusion. On the other hand, completely unaware of
such thoughts in Godou's mind, the problematic woman suddenly changed
the topic.
"Oh right, by the way, speaking of Doni-san, there's something quite
interesting."
"Something related to that idiot?"
"Yes. Recently, a prophesy has started circulating—the appearance of a
hero wielding a sword of light, someone who will defeat a certain Devil
King Salvatore of the north."
Prophesy. Godou was dumbstruck by this unexpected term.
In response, Madame Aisha smiled mischievously and continued to
supplement her explanation.
"These rumors started circulating in town recently over the past few days.
Although it's unclear who started it, the rumor has suddenly spread
everywhere all at once. Have you heard of it?"
"This is my first time."
"It can't be helped. Ever since the battle ended four days ago, we were
either cooped up in the castle or running all the place to handle the
aftermath. However, this rumor really is quite interesting."
After Godou commented, Erica chuckled and smiled beside him.
"Descriptions about the mysterious warrior leading the Franks would just
be hearsay, but calling Sir Salvatore a Devil King is surprisingly accurate.
Looks like rumors should not be overlooked."
"Oh, come to think of it, Ena also heard other rumors just now."
Although Ena was feared in town as the "dangerous female warrior of the
Huns," thanks to her straightforward personality, she was still able to
converse amiably with soldiers in the Roman army.
This was apparently news she obtained from them. Godou asked:
"What is it?:
"The terrible insect, Kusanagi Godou, hanging around Aisha-san should
just die already from divine retribution. He deserves to die. Also, something
about an older brother."
"...You really heard that from those people in the army?"
"Yes. Your Majesty is on such good terms with Aisha-san that many
people are quite jealous apparently."
Ena smiled wryly while reporting.
This made perfect sense. Due to the charisma authority, the soldiers in the
army were virtually worshiping Madame Aisha like an idol.
Nevertheless, Godou still felt perplexed.
"But what's with the final part? Older brother?"
"Oh, I think it's something I said recently that got spread around."
Seeing Godou ask Ena, Madame Aisha interjected.
"When asked about my relationship with Kusanagi-san, I answered 'He's
something like an older brother to me.'"
"...Uh. Please don't make statements that sound like a female idol's
attempts to hide scandals about fellow celebrities."
Despite not being exactly up to date on celebrity gossip, Godou was
positive that no celebrity had ever succeeded in dispelling scandals by
describing someone as like an older brother.
The question could probably be dodged using superior methods. Saying
that, Godou sighed and raised another question.
"No matter how you look at it, isn't it impossible for me to be older than
Aisha-san—"
"Nothing of that sort! So long as I don't reveal anything, I'm frequently
mistaken for a teenager. I'll have you know that even my skin is perfectly
smooth and tender!"
"This isn't about age in appearance. Rather, I'm talking about mental and
actual age."
"B-Besides, didn't you fight for my sake earlier? If that can't be described
as an older brother's love for a sister, what else would you call it!?"
"No, it looked that way just by coincidence..."
The two Campiones, one new and one old, began to quarrel inside this
early Christian church. In light of their titles as godslaying Devil Kings, it
was quite a harmonious scene to behold.
Nevertheless, Godou thoroughly knew from the depths of his heart that
these peaceful times were not going to persist indefinitely.
Part 3
Reportedly, marching from Augusta Raurica (modern-day northern
Switzerland) to Colonia Aggripina (midwestern Germany) would take
Roman infantry twenty days.
Spending roughly six hours a day on marching, the rest of the time was
spent on setting up camp and resting.
For armed infantry regiments, this was apparently the highest level
possible.
"However, traveling by wheeled transport—an automobile rather than a
horse-drawn carriage—would only take half a day or so."
"Using that to judge the distance, it's roughly four to five hundred
kilometers?"
Erica and Godou chatted while their bodies rocked on horseback.
A great river was flowing not too far from the road where they were moving
along. The Rhine.
Since Augusta Raurica and Colonia Aggripina were both Roman colonial
cities that were built on the Rhine's shores, one could naturally travel from
the former to the latter by following the river downstream.
However, Godou and Erica's horses were traveling towards a destination
that was upstream instead.
After visiting Madame Aisha's church the day before, they had immediately
set off. Camping overnight once, they had resumed their horseback
journey early this morning. The current time was roughly noon or so.
"Even this kind of traveling, I seem to be gradually getting used to it..."
"Is that so? I find it slightly boring without encountering any towns and
villages along the way."
"Hey you, in the past, didn't you once say 'Since we're going traveling
anyway, we might as well go to a mansion on remote island that takes a
day to reach' or something like that?"
"That's because it's the kind of place where locked room mysteries seem
likely to happen. Positively thrilling, wouldn't you agree?"
Then again, even without riding horses, Erica and Ena were still able to run
at extraordinary speeds.
A method of running that was said to combine magic with martial arts.
However, it was also supposed to drain stamina rapidly and was hence
unsuitable for journeys spanning multiple days. Life in ancient Gaul
frequently required them to depend on horses.
In any case, the two of them made their way along the road on horseback.
This road was laid down along the Rhine, passing through what were
basically vast open plains. Forests were commonplace, but the terrain
lacked variation.
Riding ancient horses, Godou and Erica advanced steadily.
Approximately half a month had passed since they first arrived in ancient
Gaul. During this time, getting familiar with horses through frequent
contact, Godou finally managed to reach a level considered "capable of
horseback riding."
(Of course, difficult techniques, such as rushing straight down a steep
slope, were still beyond him.)
Rather than having innate talent for riding horses, it would be better to say
that he simply grew used to things.
Fortunately, Godou possessed stamina and an incomparably sturdy body
that made all this possible. Thanks to that, he never experienced the
suffering that novice riders frequently went through, such as aching
bottoms and backs or abrasive wounds on the knees or under the thighs.
"We should settle things here as quickly as possible and get back to
Seishuuin's side. That idiot Doni must be taken care of as soon as
possible..."
Godou muttered.
Ena was assigned the task of monitoring "a certain person requiring
special attention."
"Hey Godou, impulsive behavior such as taking this opportunity to steal a
march would be unladylike, wouldn't it? But then again, I believe that there
are times when we must prepare ourselves to fall into path of evil as a
couple, don't you agree?"
"I have absolutely no intention of that, so listen to me and continue
traveling obediently..."
The slightly familiar forest was already entering into view.
This was their third visit to Uldin's forest where his dragons inhabited.
After entering the forest, Erica used divination magic to determine which
direction to take. Walking in the direction indicated by the dangling pocket
watch, they encountered Deinonychuses—nimble, bipedal, carnivorous
dinosaur-type divine beasts—several times along the way.
Not long after that, they arrived at the site of a former Roman army
encampment by the riverside, now serving as Uldin's fortress.
"Yo comrade. I never expected us to meet again so soon."
Godou's arrival had apparently been reported already.
The Hun godslayer smiled cheerfully and waited at the fortress' entrance.
"Anyway, let's have a welcoming feast first. Take your time and enjoy."
"I'm just here to talk this time. Spare me the feast, let's start now."
Godou answered the godslayer who resembled him in appearance.
Uldin laughed heartily and strode towards a mansion that was once the
Roman army's headquarters. Godou and Erica spurred their horses and
followed after him.
Ten minutes later, Godou and Uldin were facing each other in a hall inside
the headquarters.
On Godou's side was Erica while Uldin had his two wives, Ruska and
Clotilde.
"My purpose here today is..."
"Hold on, Kusanagi Godou. May I interrupt slightly?"
As soon as Godou spoke, Ruska immediately interrupted. Like Uldin, she
was also descended from the Hunnic tribes of the orient. A beauty with
soft, sleek, black hair at shoulder length.
"Recently... I keep getting this unpleasant feeling for some reason."
"Okay."
Was she unused to making long-winded speeches? Ruska's explanation
was slightly ambiguous.
Godou answered simply then braced himself. Ruska possessed excellent
spirit vision and was a witch of this era. This could not possibly be a simple
chat—Godou concluded.
Unfortunately, Godou's premonition was right on target.
"Probably... No, the reason surely stems from you. Kusanagi Godou, that
woman dressed in white, as well as Salvatore—The godslayers who came
from far away on the other side."
"What's bad about these few's presence?"
Uldin interjected with interest. Ruska nodded slightly.
"Very bad... How should I put this? The feeling is too many. And too early."
Godou exchanged a glance with Erica beside him.
He understood what Ruska said by too many. Including Uldin, there were
already four Campiones gathered in this region. Definitely too many.
However—
"What does 'too early' mean, Ruska?"
This question came from Clotilde. The tall, female warrior was a user of
ancient runic magic.
Due to being indoors, she had taken off the feather-decorated helmet she
normally wore all the time. As a result, her head of beautiful blonde hair
was open to view.
"Sorry, I'm unable to explain clearly... It's just a feeling that these
conditions were originally not supposed to be fulfilled until decades later.
Somehow, that's what I keep feeling."
Whenever an outstanding spirit vision user "kept feeling" something, it was
not a matter to be ignored.
Godou and his companions knew this very well. He could not help but look
at the Italian girl beside him, only to see her in deep thought.
"Too many Campiones... Originally supposed to be decades later..."
"I keep getting this feeling. If things were allowed to progress as they are,
the situation would become quite bad. For example, something that was
not supposed to happen will occur, that's the kind of feeling."
Without ignoring Erica's murmurs just now, Ruska ended the conversation
with an ominous oracle.
As expected, the matter of Doni must be resolved as quickly as possible so
that everyone could return to the modern age together. Godou nodded to
himself on this point and bowed his head deeply.
"Thank you very much, Ruska-san. I will take your words in consideration."
"No need to thank me. After all, this will probably be a calamity that will
befall us as well."
"Us as well?"
Hearing his wife's words, Uldin laughed with joy.
"In that case, then the two of us, comrades that we are, should ally to
engage the enemy. An alliance forged between us two could very well be
an invincible army."
"If only that were true..."
Uldin had apparently not given up on Kusanagi Godou.
Why don't you be king in my place? Recalling this invitation, Godou
retorted "stop deciding on an alliance without my consent."
Next to Godou, Erica stopped pondering and immediately looked up.
"If that's the case, King Uldin, I was wondering whether you've been
actively working towards making that alliance a reality and if you intend to
build a new relationship with Kusanagi Godou?"
Faced with Erica's eloquent words, Uldin muttered.
"New relationship?"
"You proposed previously to have Kusanagi Godou join you under your
banner. However, judging from the fact the two of you fought to a draw in
the battle a few days ago, it is readily apparent that both of you possess
equal power as godslayers. In that case, why not establish an alliance of
equals to become kings ruling the land of Gaul together—Does that sound
agreeable to you?"
Nothing less expected from Erica. She began to converse eloquently in a
continuous flow.
By having Uldin agree to a truce before they headed over to Doni, the city
of Augusta Raurica and its surroundings could be assured. This was the
purpose behind the current visit.
One of Godou's reasons for choosing Erica over Ena to accompany him
was for the sake of these negotiations.
Meanwhile, Uldin laughed generously after hearing Erica's proposal.
"I see. After all, there's that Salvatore someone rousing the Frankish
warriors in the north as well as the unknown calamity Ruska mentioned.
Oh well, even without gaining a king as my proxy, consolidating friendship
between comrades is still to my advantage."
"Exactly as you say."
"However, forming an alliance requires assurance."
Uldin was right. Verbal agreements were quite fragile and easily revoked.
The risk factor was that while Godou and his friends were setting off for
Colonia Agrippina, his ally Uldin would take the opportunity to attack
Augusta Raurica.
This was also what Erica worried about.
'Letting Ena-san or me serve a hostage by Uldin's side while having Ruska
or Clotilde placed by Godou's side in exchange—This would be the most
likely compromise.'
Erica's earlier prediction proved to be correct.
Uldin raised the same issue but turned his gaze towards Godou instead of
Erica.
"How about this, comrade? Let me ask a question first."
"What?"
"Do you have a daughter?"
"H-How is that even possible!?"
As soon as he answered, Godou realized something.
In the ancient world, it was nothing surprising to have children even at the
age of a first year high schooler at sixteen. But why would Uldin asked
such a question?
Without noticing the doubts Godou harbored, the Hun godslayer continued
speaking aloofly.
"Then what about sisters?"
"I do have a younger sister. But why are you asking about this?"
"Hey comrade, you're pretty slow here. So that I can take her as a wife or a
concubine, of course."
"Wife!?"
Greatly stunned, Godou realized. In other words, a political marriage. The
man, who had just proposed to wed the fourteen-year-old Kusanagi
Shizuka, laughed with his face filled with joy.
"If your sister is the kind of woman I like, beautiful and strong-willed, that'll
be the best. But our alliance of comrades is more important than that.
Regarding this, much that needs to be discussed—"
Cough cough. Uldin was interrupted by coughing in the middle of his
sentence, but it was not his own.
Instead, it was Clotilde standing behind him. Normally, she always kept a
serious demeanor with little variation in expression. However, surfacing on
her wise and beautiful face was a rarely seen smile like a blooming flower.
Be that as it may, her eyes were not smiling. In this manner, Uldin's blonde
wife spoke up:
"Uldin-sama's joke has gone slightly too far. Please allow me to answer
instead as his wife. Kusanagi-sama, Lady Erica, please step this way."
"Yes. Uldin, could you come over here and we'll have a brief word?"
"What are you two talking about? This has already reached the point of
impertinence—"
Seeing Clotilde head towards the great hall's exit, Ruska coldly declared to
her womanizing husband. The man in question regretfully expressed his
dissatisfaction.
Ruska walked over to the depths of the hall and took down a spear from
the wall.
Uldin stopped talking at the sight of that. Seizing this opportunity, Clotilde
immediately said:
"Well then, Kusanagi-sama, please follow me outside."
"Oh, okay..."
What sort of conversation and quarrel was going to take place next
between the husband and wife?
Despite feeling quite curious, in the end, Godou still decided to follow the
ancient blonde beauty and leave obediently.
Leaving the great hall with Erica together in a panic, Godou arrived at the
courtyard. While walking through a colonnade, Clotilde spoke up:
"Worry not. After all, we owe you a favor, Kusanagi-sama. Just leave the
matter of the alliance to me. It looks like there will continue to be many
opportunities when punishment must be administered to our husband."
"O-Okay."
"Ruska-sama and I both cherish how fate has brought us to cross paths
with you, Kusanagi-sama."
"That's wonderful, Clotilde. In that case, please do not hesitate to ask
should you have any need for Kusanagi Godou's power in the future."
Erica replied in a noblewoman's tone of voice to the woman walking in
front.
"Just contact me or Ena-san and we'll provide the best assistance we can
offer."
"Much appreciated, Lady Erica. Well then, please feel free to let us know if
Uldin's power is needed as well. We are all women in similar situations, so
please allow me to offer the most of my meager assistance."
"Thank you, hoho. Let's continue to be friends."
"Of course. In my view, encountering you has brought me unexpected
fortune."
"..."
The problem of assurance for the alliance was easily resolved by feelings
of solidarity between the ladies.
Oh well, considering that guy Uldin's personality, ignoring his wives' wrath
to attack "Kusanagi Godou's capital" was probably highly unlikely.
Nevertheless, Godou still felt quite complicated.
As much as he would like to object loudly to being described as the same
type of person as Uldin, who loved women to a pathological degree,
Godou's instincts warned him that voicing his opinion would surely draw
vehement accusations from the female faction, hence he kept silent
throughout.
"The discussion concluded much faster than expected, how wonderful."
"I guess..."
Godou and Erica were riding on horseback again. The pair had just
departed from Uldin's fortress and passed through the forest where the
Deinonychus divine beasts lurked.
Their next move was to return to the main road and start on the return
journey.
The sun was still high up in the sky. Probably around noon. Thinking they
should get back to Augusta Raurica as quickly as possible, Godou decided
to hurry while it was still daylight at a sustainable rate without causing the
horses to collapse from exhaustion. Next, they had to keep a close eye on
Madame Aisha's movements while heading north where Doni was located.
Just as he was about to propose hurrying up on their way, Godou noticed
something.
Sitting on the chestnut horse, Erica was making a pondering expression.
"What's the matter?"
"Just now, Ruska mentioned about the occurrence of something not
supposed to happen, right?"
"That thing, yeah. What does it mean?"
"A simple interpretation would probably be the changing of the original
history... Basically something like that."
Erica allowed her favorite horse to trot slowly while she murmured.
"If 'too many' refers to the Campiones, then what about 'too soon'? Could it
be that another three Campiones are not supposed to come into existence
until decades later if history is correct?"
"Three of our kind will be born in this era, here in Gaul?"
"Yes."
Faced with Erica's unusual speculation, Godou could not help but shake
his head.
"That's not very likely, right?"
"But Godou, I have mentioned it before, right? In the same way that wine
has good vintage years, there are periods when a rare number of
Campiones are born."
Godou recalled that seemed to be something she had said before the
decisive battle against Verethragna on the island of Sardinia.
While Godou was reminiscing, Erica continued:
"Even if you consider the twenty-first century where we came from, there
are already seven kings gathered, right?"
"Now that you mention it, that's indeed the case... Speaking of that Uldin
guy, he also mentioned seeing other peers—godslayers like him."
"Although the exact number is unclear, multiple Campiones should exist in
the current time period."
Nodding in acknowledgement, Godou was struck by further questions.
"But what kind of calamity is triggered when there are too many
Campiones?"
"Who knows. Well, the mere existence of five or six godslaying Devil Kings
is already enough to make a total mess of the world."
Just as the casual conversation turned towards a slightly depressing
subject...
Godou was startled by a sudden feeling of weight in his right arm. This was
the arm where the divine sword Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi was kept.
Was Susanoo's former favorite sword trying to say something?
"What's the matter, did something happen?"
'The miko sends a message...'
After Godou asked, he heard an exhausted "voice" answering from his
right arm.
Although Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi was a self-aware divine sword, it
was completely indifferent to everything apart from battle. One of the few
exceptions was the "Hime-Miko of the Sword," Seishuuin Ena.
She was formerly in possession of Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi. Even
now, the divine sword still protected her.
Precisely due to this relationship, Ena would often wield Ama no
Murakumo no Tsurugi on Godou's behalf. Even separated by great
distances, she could still communicate with the divine sword's
consciousnss—
"Is there an emergency!?"
'The target under surveillance escaped... The transmitted thoughts report
this matter...'
Hearing the divine sword report reluctantly, Godou was greatly surprised.
This was the second reason for leaving Ena behind at Augusta Raurica.
Even separated by physical distance, she was still able to contact Godou
by relying on Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi.
However, the target under surveillance—Madame Aisha—had escaped,
unbelievably.
Seishuuin Ena possessed sharp instincts and exceptional agility. So long
as she pursued in earnest, Ena was supposed to be able to capture even
wild beasts escaping in the mountains.
How on earth did Madame Aisha escape from Ena's surveillance?
While Godou felt baffled, Erica sighed beside him.
"Looks like we underestimated Madame Aisha too much. What on earth is
going to happen next?"
Occupying the lands of the north were Salvatore Doni and the Frankish
tribes. Madame Aisha had already set off towards that place with a head
start on Kusanagi Godou.
A mad feast was staged on the Rhine basin, a gathering of modern and
ancient Campiones.
Apparently, the main event was finally coming to an official start.