Ashes and Kingdoms

A chapter

In the dazzling late summer, the grape harvest begins all over Diatius.

Viticulture originally took place only in the southern country, but with the expansion of the empire the fields also spread to the north to the very limit of cultivation. Because wine is essential to living in a national style.

The southeastern Nornicom province, after assimilating into the Empire early, and the climate is not much different, makes grapes an important agricultural product. During the harvest season, the battle is over. Soldiers are professional soldiers, but there are also peasants in the large numbers of lower jobs that support them, and the movement of the entire legion is dull during the agricultural breeding season. If you force it, there will be rebellion, and you will not risk it.

Elecia-Rofulus-Tius, now named King Nornicom while sipping locally produced wine on the balcony of the museum, had a satisfying view of the city.

She renamed the capital Lofria after she evicted her own legion soldiers from the state capital, Combs. The emperor - the son of that massacrer, the man who trampled on his former allies as just a nation, the scenery is much better now that there are no more legions sitting under that flag. The wine that moisturizes your throat is delicious as well. Elecia relied on the handrail and put her thoughts to the past.

Originally, the Nornicoms are more loyal to the Rofls Gate than to the Emperor. That is also why Emperor Genus imposed the Solemnity of the Tius family, the head of one gate. Did you not expect that to come out behind it and the whole of Nornicom would disobey its own country, Diatius?

- I guess you didn't. I behaved the same way against my brother and the Dragon Horse Council, and as a result, I am about to be assassinated.

Elesia frowned faintly, driving out the memory of an abominable man, with a sigh.

There are signs of laughter in a corner of my consciousness. At the same time as Elesia leaned back, a little red light arose in the cloudless blue sky. While you see it, it becomes enormous, making the sound of heavy wings, dancing down beside Elesia.

"The flames of anger don't go away as usual, Elesia"

"You're the one laughing at it, that's all."

Elecia nodded small and looked up at the dragon covered in red ball scales. In the temple of Gens, the god of flames, blacksmiths, weapons and warfare, this dragon appeared on the day when Elecia swore vengeance, giving her unstoppable strength until the day she took her vengeance and prayed for her wages.

The Tius family is Dragon Hou's blood muscle in the first place, but she hadn't made it her own dream to be truly bonded to the dragon. But there was no stray. All I could think about was destroying the Emperor's clan and fulfilling Nornicom's independence.

"Step aside, Chas. It's a bad view."

Eresia shook her head when she told me to put it on Flaming Dragon Genchas, which blocked her vision. Either you paid for the red copper hair on your face, or you ordered an eviction with your jaw, a trick you can't do either. Genshas narrowed his golden eyes funny, and as he fluttered and gently rose, he stuck on the overhead roof.

"You wouldn't be out of sight here."

In terms of appearance alone, it's not strange that the roof collapsed on the dragon giant, but it didn't actually smudge a single piece of tile.

Elecia looked at the presence that oppressed her mood, even if she could not see it, but said no more. Spill a bitter smile, flaunt your shoulders small and look back at the view.

Not that I wasn't disappointed, but thanks to you, I got this city back. You also have the right to a good view.

For a moment I was certainly dismayed that the dragon's power was not as good as I thought. How powerful the appearance is, it has sharp nails and fangs in addition to huge wings, and moreover, it is a dragon belonging to the God of the Blazing Fire. Even if you expect it to be easy enough to fly all the way to the Imperial Capital and burn down the palace, of course.

But if he had bonded, Genchas himself could not even blow smoke instead of flames. No, it's possible, but it doesn't work. Because it burns everything down. When I found out about it, I regretted what I bonded for.

Feeling Elesia's recollection, Genchas laughed in the back of his throat.

You were lucky. Unless we belong to the flames, we would even show interest in joining the battle. Look at the timing, show yourself, surprise your enemies, but cut ahead and fly. "

Are you going to thank me? You enjoyed it.

Hehe, and Elecia laughs and puts her mouth on the glass. and there, the shoe sounds of stiff gait approached.

"Dear Elecia, Were you here?"

It was the young man with scorched tea curly hair and a sunny atmosphere who showed up. As Deputy Commander of the Roflus Dragon Horse Army, this is Marius, Commander of the Cavalry. He was a soldier at the time of Solemn Qing by the Emperor four years ago, but showed up at the head of the army after the massacre of generals and was greatly promoted by Elesia. But we are not at all proud, and we serve humbly. In that regard, Elecia liked it.

Elecia looked back and smiled softly. Some look and ponder her attitude like that, but in fact, Marius does not comfort the loneliness of the widow. Because the preference of the lady princess stems from the vain imagination that this would have happened to my child as well. Her mouth is gentle, but there is no color luster there.

"What do you say? Are you getting ready?

To a gentle inquiry, Marius nodded "Yes," looking up at the tip of his tail that draped from the top of the roof.

"Thanks to Lord Genchas, the blacksmith's flame knows no decay. Finished well."

"Fine. Be prepared without a clue"

"Craftsmen work hard to help their wives, from assistants to underworkers, of course."

Marius laughs and says, then realizes a little, and says again, "Excuse me, Your Majesty". Elecia didn't blame it, but she grinned bitterly without listening.

"We have to get used to it quickly. Neither did I."

"Yes, I'm sorry"

To Marius, who bowed in awe, Elecia nodded to Eagle Deep.

The forging and repair of weapons and protective equipment is going well. The people are also gradually changing their consciousness that they are not citizens of the Diatius Empire but Nornicom kingdoms. The streets are not overwhelmed with surveillance and ready to be intercepted immediately if the Emperor has, as always, regarded the land as a subordinate state and turned over the "rebel crackdown” army.

(Sooner or later - yes, I will attack the Imperial Capital and destroy the bloodline that leads to Genus)

Elesia glanced at the far west sky, pulling her lips together.

Soon, always.

But not yet, not then. Even if we have to be ready for interception, it's not time to attack from here.

(Look, Varys the Uncle Killer, Emperor of filthy blood muscles. The throne of Diakte will never give you the right to reign in the world. We will no longer obey your life.)

The flames of anger burn around the glow of a strong and dazzling will.

Genshas narrowed his eyes to comfort and roared high into the sky.