Fly the Flag of Fire!

Nobility has a duty to nobility. One of them is that you can't stay at a cheap place. Make it clothes, make it meals. It has to be identical. If there was a miserable man given the title by the king, it would damage not only the honour of the individual, but also the prestige of the king.

"... so I have no other intention. It's a boring room, but I want you to forgive me."

How did Daniel's words sound to those four? Try to surround the liquor you let the room prepare, and the men who seem to be in good shape sit thoughtfully if you try to be of average age.

"I mean, is it some kind of grand party? Talk to your buddies and drink. There is no better flavor than this than in ancient times, no matter how diverse the culture is. Doesn't it mean it's not just men and it's not gorgeous......?

One is Lieutenant Axeli Arnell, a man also known as the Hellevy Army Convenience House. Not only does it make you feel physically strong as a soldier, but it also combines the elegance to do whatever it takes. I'm still taking a drink here with the wind I'm used to. Daniel thinks that that spare attitude would be the one that actually chooses people. Whatever's in his favor, whether it's offensive around the Earl of Hellevy, for example.

"What, are you even willing to call me a businesswoman? I'm going home, then. It's just a hard room to overflow a drop of booze... don't bother."

One is Sergeant Yarucco, an ancient member of the Hellevy Army. Is it because we have all three roles: a stretched white beard, a tall, gassy body shape, and a Buddha top surface? Daniel couldn't help but think that the old soldier was a dwarf or something in the painting story. The first meeting was a lot of noise, but Accelli had introduced him as a ghost sergeant who now showed unparalleled courage on the battlefield.

"No, no, Sergeant, that's not what you're going to mean, so let's flush it. Let's flush it. Lord lieutenant, I've seen something scary. You're a better person than to avoid danger at times. I'm sorry you got involved."

One is a man named Lauri, a pedestrian. He has a smile on his temperate face that he likes most. Is that why the mustache makes such a funny impression? But Daniel sees it as a helpful person. Many merchants have a face, and they don't corner anywhere. I see something like a strong belief as well as being clean.

And one more.

"Mm... somehow there's some discomfort there"

The name of the boy, who has no last name and is under ten years old, is Marco. Dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty child if you want to appreciate her appearance. The dawn of growth will attract sawdust people. Even at the moment, it could be interesting if you let him sit quietly and draw a portrait or something.

But Daniel distorted the edge of his mouth.

"I'll tell you without mistake, I'm eight years old. And every servant of you will be eight years old. I suggest you try to remember. When I was eight years old, I wondered what kind of indignation I had with adults."

It's troublesome, and the way he shakes his head is dazzling. I'm showing it away. The fact that Yarucco twisted his neck and didn't know about it is not something to be comfortable with. Accelli and Lauri laughed loudly, and Daniel laughed again. I don't know who gave me the cup.

(In praising him, age, appearance, etc...!

Some children speak and behave in an adult way that is not appropriate for their age. Some children can engage adults wisely. But this Marco is not such an ordinary world genius... yes Daniel is sure. I enjoy the feeling that my destiny moves hot.

It will have been three days since Daniel followed Marco into the tavern. It was three days that changed many human beings after tomorrow. The world in Daniel's eyes is transforming all of the shades.

The five of us gathered here tonight are colleagues who share one cause.

Hackinen Guards.

The leader of the regiment is Daniel. It now belongs to a combat group of mercenaries from 150 men, headed by Accelli and Yarucco. More than half of the capital contribution is borne by Daniel, the rest covered by sponsorships from multiple merchants, the accounting officer of which is Lauri. With the main purpose of escorting merchants going down the street, the loads of sponsored merchants are priority and inexpensive, otherwise underwriting more cheaply than general escorts. Pay compensation in case of damage to the load.

If you lose, it's not the end of the crusade. It is a group that operates as an organization and is maintained by making a profit. The prospect of management already stands with the sponsorship of many merchants. The fact that I was forced to do it as a private matter… the name of the regiment that took it backwards was effective. Hackinen's family name is excellent as a sign. Fantasy is on my side.

It was Marco who planned and put everything in place.

He was the one who incinerated the merchants and mercenaries in the first place and applied the wisdom to become a convoy. Furthermore, Daniel jumped into contact with the accessories to draw internal cooperation from the leadership.

Marco was quick to learn about Daniel's identity and circumstances.

When he was pressed into trouble, he blurted Daniel to interpret it as "meaning he can operate a private soldier, whether informal or with the approval of the lord" to draw a picture of the organization's completion expectations. When Daniel approved it while overwhelmed, he ran with Lauri to the merchant's persuasion, leaving the recruitment of mercenaries to accessories.

It could not have been Marco's right to order the lieutenants of the army, if it had been the case. There shouldn't be, but for some reason accessories work bravely. The word Lauri said to Daniel, who expressed doubts, is "that there are still such wonders around Marco". Speaking of accessories at the time, beside selecting mercenaries, he had at some point received an order from his lord to become "Baron Hackinen's surveillance mission".

"You don't hate chores, but you take them seriously. I have devised a problem and I volunteered for it myself, and you can leave it to me without any doubt. Well, you won't be pleased or appreciated."

It is thorough because, after all, it has even passed Yarucco's application for extended leave. I decided that the point of making the reason a health reason was probably where I laughed, and Daniel did it, but the old soldier bent his umbilical cord as a result. I apologized immediately, but the recovery would be thanks to the words Marco put on.

"Everyone who knows you understands that you are strong as a soldier. I could see that again at a glance. The Lord Lieutenant, aware of that, merely cited health as a convenience. The baron laughed because you were so hectic that it only sounded like a joke."

Whilst complaining about the bumps, he was in a better mood with the collies, Yarucco. And as a delight, he enters the circle of mercenaries recruited. There are many who know him, an ancient soldier of war, and he is admired for his rigidity in scolding him, no matter what he may be. It's more than that because it's thick on your feelings and you can take care of it.

Speaking of, Daniel had many roles to play in greeting people everywhere as representatives of the organization. All meals are served by Marco. Meetings with merchants and soldiering members are also important tasks. The document shall also be signed and stamped. Everything was fun for Daniel, who has lived in boring days.

And it came to pass after three days of fury, that he leaned on the cup this night.

"But you're not even eight years old. After all, what the active eight-year-old says is different."

Yes, if Daniel tried to steam it back.

"Is it something with two boys like this? You won't need an adult."

Yarucco slaps his disrespectful mouth while eating Gabriel and booze. Apparently this old soldier has abandoned all of his courtesies somewhere in the countless battlefields. "Is that true, too," Daniel returned. The liquor you make is delicious.

"Sure, if Marco had two or three, it'd be a tough world."

The accessory sighed all the time, but the end of his mouth was distorted quickly-upwards. And there is a sharp light in the gaze directed at Daniel.

"Even one child affects the world. You remind me of the fable of the Three Head Snake King. The magic that was supposed to protect the golden grapes was disturbed by the fact that each neck was great for each of them, and in the end they ate the grapes…" by you, White Wolf. "

It's one of those uncertain stories that children are allowed to read into their bedtime stories. Daniel knew, of course, and he understood the intent of the accessories that spoke of it. The end of his own mouth also becomes distorted.

The accessory is stabbing Daniel with a nail saying, "Don't get me wrong."

It sounds like you saw Marco as one of the heads of a snake at a time, but that's different. Rather, the serpent would be Daniel and an accessory. It's not like the grapes are Marco. Daniel reckons that perhaps the Hackinen convoy is a grape. In conjunction with the Snake King, there may also be an intention to degrade the business and ourselves somewhat.

Because, White Wolf, you must be Marco.

Silver wolf with lonely, smarter than anyone and sharper fangs than anyone else. A hero of the fabled world, the children send praises for their ordeal and glorious adventures. So was Daniel again. And one of the most popular scenes of the story is the "Monkey King's Mistake”.

White Wolf, one time you decided to cooperate with Monkey King on a tree. Running around for the Monkey King, who hates going down to the earth, brings many benefits to the Monkey King. That was good intentions for you, White Wolf, but the Monkey King has mistaken it for loyalty from nut craving. He began to utter commands to his people.

There are three ends to that. I guess it was used up by the age and character of the child who makes you read. On one hand, White Wolf, you run up a tree and bite the Monkey King to death. On the other, White Wolf, you drop the Monkey King to the ground by biting and breaking the roots of the tree, causing great injury. On the other hand, White Wolf, you abandon the Monkey King by just walking away.

Daniel's favorite ending was the last one. Not by pity or kindness. Rather the other way around. Because that must be what afflicts the Monkey King the most. It's sweet somewhere to hate someone and burn enemies. But if he was just silently abandoned... after a long period of solitude, what thoughts would King Monkey look at himself and the nuts of the tree? What last will it be? Daniel thought it was cruel.

So Daniel answered. Take the accessory gaze from the front.

"White Wolf, your story is where I like it too. And if he could walk in the way of his men, it would be a miracle. And if you see monkey kings, you can run instead."

White Wolf in the shape of a person. Marco Taru must have many difficulties and obstacles blocking his future. The fabled White Wolf, you've beaten everything hurtfully, but Daniel finds out that reality is scarier than a story. The man who was called the brave man was defeated and died, and the man who was to be called the devil man died even after he wanted to win.

We need to expose ourselves. Daniel has a hunch. Depending on the type of disability, we would need a person to wear it instead. Put together the fantasy of hackinen. I'm sure I have a role to play that only I can play.

"That would be nice."

Accelli said with real pleasure, deepening her prank grin.

"You can replace it, you can bite it together, you can shoot it off earlier, and you can do it again. That people can only escape the ugliness when they are working in their vessels. No, I recognize myself as a man inside these days."

Oh, and Daniel broke his face. We already have a lead here.

"Is that you, White Wolf... I've always wanted to try to grab you by that fuzzy tail. They're going to see a great world, and most importantly, they're going to feel good."

This is the important part, Rauli closing one eye all the time. This man is a good guess anyway. And soothe the place. If you ask me, they met Marco earlier than anyone else. Daniel felt one fear at the same time that he envied it.

"Maybe now...... does Lauri really mind? If I were to be the head of the escort's office, I would spend a lot of time with me in the territorial capital. I won't be able to travel as freely as I've ever been."

Ask extraordinarily. That means less time spent with Marco. In fact, Marco must return to the village that he is the son of the village chief. The place is on the border. I don't doubt it will fly out to great lengths any day, but there are still constraints on the age of eight.

"Of course, I don't mind. Thank you for your concern, Baron."

There are no lies in the way you answer Nico. But Daniel's worries aren't clear. I'm sure I'd be in trouble if it wasn't for Lauri in the territorial capital where the convoy is based. I don't want to imitate anything that would take my stomach away from Marco.

I guess I also guessed the complexion. Lauri began to peek at the flickers and Marco. If Daniel had followed it, Marco would have sighed heavily.

"That's a lot more business."

An unexpected word popped out of the boy. It's a breeze like there's no other way, and it's Marco who started describing everything with pleasure.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know a drug called" White Transmission "that has a reputation in alleys lately? We make and sell that. This is something you want to keep as secret as you can, so don't tell anyone, okay?

Look around with pleasure at the amazing surroundings.

"Actually, I was having trouble with two things. One was capital investment to expand manufacturing volumes, and one was an increase in staffing to expand sales channels. I have the money, but if I don't do it right, the scary ones will be after me."

The boy's little hand folds up his fingers. Lords, nobles, merchants, bandits.

"The Hackinen Guard is the territorial capital, but by its very nature, we will have branches in every part of the territory while enhancing our personnel. Of course the garrison of soldiers, but they are horse thieves, so you also need horses. What do you think all those heads of administration get?

I'm going to count it up with my other hand. sales channels, transport personnel, stables and sales offices.

And I put my hands together in front of my chest.

"Thanks to you, everything is going to carry well. Welcome."

I thanked Pecori and smiled nicely.

I was distracted and just had time to keep staring at Marco for a while... I wonder if it was the work of the year, Yarucco sniffled and blurred.

"... is it something that keeps two kids like this together? This is gonna be a big deal."

I could play a laugh in the room.

That was loud enough not to be said from the format of the inn, and Daniel, who had been very politely asked by the shopkeeper to weigh himself in, was forced to grip the gold with regret while still grieving and holding on to an indelible laugh.

After that, I'll have him grip the gold about three more times. The spectacle boiled.