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Subaru:  But he somehow managed to avoid actually vomiting as he said, “I-it’s over…right?”
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Ferris:  “If it’s not over by now, even Ferri will start believing in this favor-of-the-Witch nonsense,” Ferris replied from behind Subaru, who was timidly peering at the corpse.
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Ferris:  He moved beside the unsettled Subaru, examining the remains without hesitation. “Though it’s not much of a surprise, he’s definitely dead,” Ferris observed. “You have it on the word of the royal capital’s greatest healer.”
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Subaru:  “Oh…really…?” The corpse, no longer retaining the shape of a person, seemed more like a prop than anything else. Reassured by Ferris’s words, Subaru felt the urge to vomit recede as he looked toward the forest. As planned, their main target—the Archbishop of the Seven Deadly Sins—had been taken care of. Those remaining were Petelgeuse’s fingers in the forest. “Hope everyone else is doing all right…not taking too many risks.”
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Wilhelm:  “Sir Subaru, they are not soldiers who would freelance in violation of your instructions. Even if unavoidable combat does take place, Mr. Ricardo and Mr. Julius are with them. A worst case is unlikely.” Back from checking the severed head for himself, Wilhelm respectfully stood at attention.
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Wilhelm:  The Sword Devil’s guarantee was reassuring. Yet, it did not wipe away Subaru’s worry to any great extent. The object of his worry was the other detachment—those heading off to deal with the Witch Cultists drawn to Subaru until he could make it to Petelgeuse and lure him out in person. They had surmised that Petelgeuse’s subordinates were scattered around the forest, ten groups in all. Subaru had commanded the two fingers he’d encountered midway to return to base, and their actual retreat had already been confirmed. The idea was to let them go, follow them with the tenacity of a sumo wrestler’s leg hold, and use them to work out the locations of the rest—Subaru had strictly ordered his people not to attack, even if they held an advantage in numbers. But if they were spotted by the opposition, combat was no doubt unavoidable.
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Subaru:  “I’m seriously afraid of accidents if that happens. This is the plan I drew up, and it has one crucial hole in it…I don’t know what the Witch Cult people are thinking, and this unexpectedly large number of people fighting scares me…”
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Ferris:  “Yes, yes, the plan maker must not show worry! Besides, I’ve heard this talk from Nervous Subawu over and over. It’s getting old.” Ferris sighed with an exasperated face at Subaru, who was worried about the other side now that his side was taken care of. “I understand you’re scared, but with Julius and them, fighting shouldn’t be a problem, meow. If Julius is fighting seriously, Old Man Wil’s probably the only one here who can take him on.”
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Subaru:  “…That so? He’s that strong?” Ferris had elaborated to address their young leader’s inexhaustible worry, but the details still left Subaru conflicted.