After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

From extreme fear of the demons, he turned into a morbid worship and dependence on Aize.

The common source of these two mentalities is her completely shattered and destroyed confidence.

So, there is no essential difference.

It became what it is now.

"I was thinking of taking advantage of this vacation and deliberately leaving her alone in Tafia to see if I could use the opportunity to do some desensitization therapy or something, but... well..."

After saying that, Aize sighed deeply.

He knew Chris's temperament very well.

It was also clear that letting her leave him would have serious consequences for her mental state.

But Aize still chose to do it, just to see if he could treat her brain.

Judging from the results, it cannot be said to be a great success, but at least it can be said to be contrary to expectations.

It’s even more serious!!!

Aize, the invincible hero who had defeated countless demon armies, felt truly helpless in front of a crazy subordinate.

A feeling of frustration welled up in me.

Seeing Aize like this, Villian thought for a moment, then sat down next to him and patted his back comfortingly:

"Alright, alright, there's no need for this, right? There's nothing wrong with letting her continue to worship me like this, right?"

"Of course it's not good!!!"

Aize straightened up suddenly.

"First, I'm not a god. I'm disgusted by being worshipped and praised so inexplicably. Second, gods don't bleed, but I do. If this kind of worship is taken to the extreme, it will be irreversible!"

The first one is easy to understand. After all, there were two people in the previous team who worshipped the gods so much that they made permanent contributions to the treatment of Aize's low blood pressure.

Seeing similar actions, even if the targets are different, still makes one feel uncomfortable or even disgusted.

The second is a rational consideration.

Chris's admiration for Aize simply started from the fact that he defeated the demon army that Chris herself could never defeat, so she felt that he was omnipotent.

This idea, which was almost a mental imprint, was reinforced again and again in a series of miraculous victories that Aize achieved later.

The development has become irreversible today.

But the question is, is Aize really omnipotent?

of course not.

No matter how outstanding he is, he is still a human being.

To make mistakes is human.

As a human being, you will have limitations.

Sooner or later, everyone is bound to fail.

The result of holding on to this kind of ideological imprint that is almost like faith is that one will face the crisis of faith collapse at the moment of witnessing "God bleeding".

Then, either they become desperate again or become even more extreme.

It is similar to the collapse of idols in fan circles.

No matter what the result is, Aize doesn't want to see it.

At this point, Vivian didn't know how to comfort him.

I could only gently pull his short black hair.

After a long while, as the carriage passed through the streets and gradually approached the central area of Tafia, Aize finally stood up.

"...Let's go to the military camp first."

This carriage has no driver. It is pulled by a horse-shaped puppet made by Villian. It is faster and you just need to tell her where to go.

Looking at Aize's helpless expression, Villian was puzzled and curious:

"What? Have you come up with a new idea?"

"...No, I haven't. But I've been away for so long, I should probably show up to the Guards and the Knights, right? I have some business to attend to. Besides, Chris has become like that. If I leave her like this... I'm worried something might happen to her."

According to the captain of the guards, she howled in her room every night so loudly that the whole camp could hear it.

Aize didn't even dare to imagine what kind of bad things she could do in a place where no one could hear or see her.

Meeting under such circumstances might cause a rebound and worsen the condition, but there's nothing we can do. We can't really drive her crazy, right?

It's funny.

Aize, who had never shown even a trace of fear in front of the demon leaders and the army, or even in the face of real death, was actually trembling in his heart at this moment.

It can only be said that although he is very good at dealing with conspiracies and intrigues because he values rationality above all else, he has a headache when dealing with this kind of completely unreasonable fanatic character.

In any case, the carriage changed direction, first heading to the military camp and then to the lord's mansion.

Soon, they arrived at a relatively quiet corner of the city. The building where the Knights' headquarters was located was right in front of them.

After greeting the guard at the gate, get out of the car and walk in.

The first thing I saw was a group of half-breeds wearing armor, practicing one-on-one combat training in pairs with wooden weapons coated with lime.

In addition to the previous residents of Alicia Village and the slaves who were subsequently dealt with, there are also some new faces who have just joined during the time that Aize was away.

They all heard what happened in Tafia, so they came here for refuge.

And the one who leads them is——

"Huh? You're back so soon? Master Aize... uh, should I call you Boss like Constantine?"

A tall and rather strong grey-haired woman with black broken horns came forward and greeted him with a big smile.

Hecate, a succubus hybrid.

After going through the probation period of the previous Royal Capital Incident, the most famous half-blood leader in the entire continent recognized Aize's abilities and officially joined the group.

He replaced the honest half-orc Hecate and became the commander of the newly formed half-blood legion.

Currently in recruit training.

"Something happened suddenly, so I came back first... As for your name, it's up to you, whatever you like."

Aize walked over while greeting the new recruits in training.

"Besides, aren't you the same? Your leave shouldn't have expired yet."

Every participant in the Royal Capital Incident truly went through hell.

Therefore, everyone from Aize to every knight was given a half-month vacation.

It's not due yet, but Hecate is already organizing the work.

In response, the tall half-succubus put his hands on his hips and pounded his chest with a smug look on his face:

"I'm a mercenary, I can't sit still... You said something happened? What happened?"

Chapter 13: It's getting fierce, damn it

As the most powerful force in the human world today, unlike the kingdoms that were severely damaged and divided, the empire still retains a very strong military force to this day.

Otherwise, they would not have taken the initiative to launch an expedition to recover territory at this time.

Therefore, unlike the incident in the royal capital, even if Aize wanted to participate this time, he didn't need to bring his own knights with him. He just needed to go there as a consultant.

Therefore, the fewer people who know about the expedition, the better.

He shook his head.

"No, just some personal stuff... Compared to that, where is Chrissy now?"

"Her? She must be in the headquarters."

"Can you take me there?"

"Uh, can I not go?"

"Well, then, I'll leave it to you... huh?"

Aize was unable to react for a moment, and his expression froze there.

The half-succubus in front of him showed an expression mixed with disgust and helplessness:

"That girl seems normal on the surface, but she's been getting weirder these past few days. Not only is she howling every night, but last time I had to go to her place, I choked and coughed, and then retched all day."

Aize frowned:

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Ah."

The half-succubus put her hands on her hips, squinted her eyes, and nodded vigorously and solemnly.

"It's so exaggerated that I can smell it even from here."

"...Just to ask, what does it taste like?"

"It's spicy and bitter. Just smacking your lips makes you spit fire, and then it's so bitter that you spit it out - that's probably how it feels."

As mentioned before, succubus can sense, taste and absorb the emotional flavor of all intelligent creatures and use it as their own food. Hecate, as a half-succubus, has inherited this ability to a certain extent.

Negative emotions taste bad, and Aize knows this.

But even in the royal capital which was like hell and filled with despair, Hecate did not show any discomfort and endured it.

Here, people actually didn't dare to approach the building because of Chris's emotions.

What's that guy's mental state like right now?

I don’t even want to go... That’s definitely not possible, I should go and have a look.

Aize tilted his head, touched the back of his neck, and spoke with helplessness in his voice:

"Okay, I'll go by myself then."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay~"

After saying goodbye to Hecate, Aize and Villian immediately turned around and walked quickly into a simple two-story building in the center of the military camp.

This is the command center of the entire military camp and also the place where various civilian work is carried out.

After Aize and others moved in, the place entered a state of overload operation. All kinds of people were extremely busy coming and going, almost making the corridor, which was not spacious to begin with, extremely crowded.

Aize walked through the crowd and went straight to the door of the commander's office on the top floor.

Unlike other places, the doors here are closed and it is unusually deserted, with almost no visitors.

The reason is probably the inexplicable weird atmosphere in the air.

Even the temperature seemed to be a few degrees lower than other places, so much so that Aize shivered.

It's an illusion, I guess.

After standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath and quickly prepared himself mentally. Then, Aize glanced at Villian behind him. At her inexplicably encouraging look, he put his hand on the door handle.

...Speaking of which, it's just meeting a companion, is there really any need to be so exaggerated?

Aize, who had regained his composure, pressed the door handle amidst such self-doubt.

Then he realized that it was not only necessary.

And it's huge.

"I'm super, ghost-"

Behind the desk was a twisted figure wrapped in messy blue hair, lying on the table in front of him with a half-dead look, staring at Aize with bloodshot eyes that were so pale that the pupils were almost invisible.

In addition, there is a faint black aura surrounding my body, and I always feel like my hair is floating in the air.

Even the surrounding environment is quite terrifying.

From the trash can to the ground, petals and flower stems, some fresh, some withered, and some rotten, are scattered everywhere. There is an inexplicable strange smell. I don't know what they are used for.

There were clearly visible scratches and cuts on the wall, and even a row of four vertical and one horizontal counting marks, which looked like a prisoner counting his release date.