Fly the Flag of Fire!

In a rattled and rocking carriage, the girl was showing a clever sleeping minister.

Though she is wearing a simple dress, she pinches the cushion to one knee and secures the body so that it leads to the other. The arms hold a stuffed hippocampus that is tired, and the ribbon tied around its neck is peachy. The knot is awkwardly untied.

(Hey, I, Paulina... I sleep well on the rocking road)

There is a woman sitting in the seat across the street and looking at the girl without a scratch.

Rin and beautiful standing is like the prince of the story. His name is Vilma Cantra. When I was 17, 8? Waving blonde hair is tied to one with her side head, and strong will is burning in her green eyes. Classy outfits are made to remind knights of training clothes that are not men's clothing, and are reinforced with skins everywhere. The waist sword band is hung with a fine sword and its patterned head is decorated with a gold seal.

Female knights do not exist in the military system of the Kingdom of Asuria. The same applies to soldiers, who, as military women, work exclusively in the rear. Nonetheless, the fact that she is wearing a sword is due to the special nature of the task she is on. Whether she is a woman or a young man, an agent who is supposedly a knight to fight.

Title “Samurai Warlord".

It was set up to protect the royal woman, and the master that Vilma should protect is the one who sleeps lovingly in front of her.

Paulina, the third princess with an authentic right to inherit the throne, albeit the last. He is twelve years old and will be able to marry next year. Amber hair is moist and feels the warmth of the earth. The makeup free skin is punippy and soft, and the way you're chewing on the mogo tells you what you're dreaming about. A body with short hands and feet is a sign of purity. Vilma unwittingly loosened her cheeks and gently hung her knees back on the girl.

Take care, be polite, don't disturb that restful sleep......

If you have settled correctly in your seat, twitching and bitterness will gush from your belly. Her hand holds the patterned head of the fine sword, and her legs are open and trampled, whether we want to curb the shake at all.

Vilma had in mind the faces of the heartless of the king's capital behind her brain. It is Paulina who is exposed to the unreasonable, tangible and intangible, even if she may have endured difficulties. The cursing murmurs surrounding her are so much more than I have time to name.

Says the royal family is so foolish. Instead of imperialism, music, dance, courtesy, everything is awkward. I don't get it. Is it like a book that is painfully crowded? The painting leads to suspicion of the eyes at the beginning and end of the bull horse becoming a monster. No. What's in your head if you doubt it? First of all, it won't be busy.

Says an obscene belly equal to stealing blood from the royal family. I hear that she has a daughter to her mother, former Count Hiltura, who broke her knees before the invasion of the Everian Empire, but her chastity was not protected. Because he is a shameless and well-known former Count, or maybe he was letting the Everians open his crotch. In fact, he wondered if the king had kept Paulina and her mother away from the palace.

Says a hundred looks that don't even seem royal. Dirty muddy hair. Sleepy dripping eyes. It's like a toddler shape that doesn't make a woman feel. The contents, as well as the appearance, have grown larger as children. No ornaments, no dresses. Our samurai still feels more elegant then.

At a volume that is not audible to the person, but with the density and frequency of transmission...... malice stained in the wind of Wang Du will not be able to break the odor even if it is in the outhouse at the end of the escape from Miyagi. Without being driven from the glorious world to fight, Paulina just has naive (crappy) days.

Giri and her back teeth twitch. The gripped patterned head trembles.

But they can't be solved, and Vilma exhales.

All the noise around the wheel is ringing. There's no one else in the small world in the carriage as long as there are two. Paulina doesn't have a woman to serve. Speaking of young princess ladies, noble sons will not lean on Paulina's side as one, even though it will be a position to compete and volunteer.

Whoever brings him closer to the third princess is bewitched by the first princess.

Eleonora, the first princess, the most honorable woman in the Kingdom of Asuria. Now that the king is in the hospital bed, she is the woman at the top of the kingdom. Being the next queen is everyone's known decision, and he makes up one man and one woman between him and the former Saint Knight, where he is husband and queen mate. Known for his sad love with the brave, he could say that everything is now in a filled position. A woman as happy as she is can't be found searching all over the continent...... Vilma thinks so.

That Eleonora hates Paulina. Besides, I'm making a public statement without hiding it. He said he was a disgrace. He said it was a royal stain. Otherwise, how could the nobles harm Paulina?

But there can be no Vilma right now without her presence. I met Paulina, I served her with a sword, and in these troubled days… everything is due to Eleonora.

It was Eleonora who created a special secretary for a royal woman named Samurai Warlord. In the midst of many affairs being handled according to customs and commandments, it was a colorful decree, and an opportune opportunity for Burma to equate to heaven. If you want a woman to be a samurai in the kingdom of Asuria, then you strive for it.

The effort was fruitful and beside Paulina, Vilma was to serve day and night. But that was already malicious. Vilma's promotion as a samurai warlord is in itself an affront to Paulina.

The Cantra family is a knight's house with a whisper but also a territory and a hall. obliged to provide force to the ruling aristocracy. Vilma sees the matter as the pride of the martial arts, and she never dreams of being a disgrace, etc. I've never even thought about it. The days of archaic martial arts mixed with the men of the obedient knights and squire are treasures.

But if you compare yourself to another samurai samurai, your mood will be blocked from time to time. Because all samurai martial officers outside of Burma come from senior aristocrats. Moreover, it bestows a sanctified treasure sword from the Church. Not in Vilma.

There will be enough in the daughters of those country knights, such as the samurai martial officer of the third princess, who also has no woman... such pussies will be heard in the wind to torment Vilma. All of that, even her appearance is used to make fun of Paulina.

Look where those two are lined up, which one looks like a samurai...... there's a verse I chose Vilma to say that for. There's no other Eleonora.

Squeeze hands.

I have trained myself in all martial arts. I've been working out. Not to say fine sword, long sword, but bow, but spear... let them fight even if they are hand-fisted. I took an oath to give up my life for my lord.

But what about reality?

A samurai samurai was only one of the ornaments that adorned a royal woman, and even if there was a battle, it was a shady, political substitute. It is a virma without the art of protecting its lord from them, exposed to a poisonous arrow called the yin mouth, waved a cold sword called irony, and burned by the evil flame of ridicule.

(How can you be ruthless enough to live a war with a brave man and break the Devil's fornication beyond another sorrow...)

Vilma thought of the brave figure painting that was decorated in her parents' house. It's the hero of the story itself. He is a holy man who has been brave, full of charity, and has done righteousness with all his ordeal. Legends as saints have already been written in the Church as well. It is also a subject for knights who dream of fighting together.

If the brave man had survived, would he not have fallen into such a situation... Vilma pulled up a window blackout cloth, narrowed her eyes and looked out.

The northern landscape was spreading.

The heavenly mountains are huge and long and can be seen joining together as a wall of man's world. Beyond that lies the Great Ice Plain, which sends forth vengeance and cold air to the cause of men. With that in mind, there's no hanging up the water color of the spring sky in Burma either. For there is no shield of guardianship in heaven, but rather than being blown.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?

The voice came with the sound of a horseshoe. A blue coat flickered in the wind and it was vibrant.

"Shall I take a break?

Burma felt as though the smile of the rider's military contained some invincible ingredients. But its military talent seems certain, and excellence in martial arts is also conveyed from his own work.

Captain Axeli Arnell.

Thousands of cavalry troops are known when it comes to excellence in the Hellevy army, but it is the head of that unit who is this man. Vilma understands that she can't be fooled when it comes to soldiers in the rear barracks area. That's also because I hear he once collaborated with that hackinen convoy. He said he also showed courage as a troop leader in the horse thief crusade.

This situation… During her visit to the territory of the Earl of Hellevy by the Third Princess Paulina, she accompanies her as commander of a hundred riders and hundreds of graduates escorting the carriage. It was also Teng himself who transformed this more unwillful visit into something more difficult.

(How could Baron Hackinen have recommended this soldier......!

It is a burma that I stumbled upon unexpectedly. But where is the wind blowing?

"Though it's okay. You can reach your destination before dusk. There's still plenty of time to rest."

Vilma, who didn't feel any better, grabbed the window frame. Seeing it frown, the accessory cleverly horses and ears. Even though the way of courtesy that neither Chira nor I try to peek into the carriage is brilliant, it is still a Burma that I don't feel somewhat amused about.

It depends.

Cold damage that continues everywhere, mainly in the north, the provocative actions of the Eberian Imperial Army on the front lines, and the king's sickness more than a season ago. The heat of reconstruction since the "Holy Flame Festival” has also cooled, and social anxiety is spreading in the Kingdom of Asuria.

Drafted by Eleonora, the first princess who worried about it, was the visit of three princesses to the northern realm of the kingdom. The plan is for the princesses to tour the territory of the counts of Northwest Salmant and Peterius, adjacent to the plains of the crime, as well as the territory of the counts of Northeast Hellevi, to encourage the generals on the front line while giving broad comfort to the people.

The voice of the first princess Eleonora is immense with the legend of the brave, and the second princess Margareta is also widely admired by the people for her beauty and the promotion of the cause of poverty relief. In comparison, the third princess Paulina was nowhere to be inferior. She is still young and has done nothing, she has no gorgeous beauty, she is just being driven out of the palace. Or maybe that “inferiority” is the role...... it's a burma that can't be done if you think so.

However, the plan was to be changed due to Paulina's ill health. She does not go to the front line, but only visits the Earl of Hellevy territory in advance and returns to the King's Capital. If it was enough to be a foot clump, walk back appropriately, then go home, and that was the way it was treated.

Still, Vilma thought it was okay.

If it was enough to discredit Paulina in the eyes, I wanted to cut her up quickly and send her back to the outhouse, even if she didn't treat her as a princess. I don't mind being scolded for evading. I just wanted to wrap her up in a warm, gentle space. I wanted to make you spend a little more time like that.

But one captain defeated Vilma's wish.

"You're feeling better, too, and how are you? At the corner, I was so far north. Not only to the territorial capital, but to towns everywhere...... why not let the carriage advance to the border, etc.? Why don't you actually see what's happening in the villages on the cold-resistant border? I'll show you."

Count Matthias Herlevy, whose face was drawn off the lottery, also recommended it, and if Paulina nodded and showed it, Vilma no longer had the art of exchanging it.

Thus, the carriage will roll its wheels to the northeast side of the border, protected by the leadership. Only the wonder and the well-maintained streets save you? Still shaken and shaken, Paulina sleeps now, and now Vilma stares. A soldier by the name of accessories.

"... to where in the first place"

Vilma asks, reluctantly closing his face to the ears of the military to keep the sleeping girl awake.

"Where are you headed, this carriage?"

And if he hath conveyed a voice that is low out of anger as it is, the man answereth without concealing the eye that he enjoyeth, even in the face that seems unexpected.

It's a village called Kiko Village.

Didn't I tell you, I guess I'm mouthing the whine based on the certainty I told you. Vilma can't argue. When you decide to head for the border, it moves, and your memory is uncertain.

"What... what is there!

It is Burma who regrets saying, "Shit". That's what I said from the rebellion, but I remembered why I was going there. It is true that the measures to combat cold damage have been taken. It is pitiful as a samurai samurai to be ridiculed for not even hearing that.

But the soldier, putting the blue coat together, smiled without the colour of contempt.

"I have a wonder. It was another tricky treasure for me, but for the princess... well..."

Goes away with words butt erased to a laugh. All that was left was a mysterious word. Vilma left the window frame as she shrugged. Was it because it was unexpected, or something was missing?

The carriage moves on.

One line arrived in the village of Kiko at a time when the days were still high and warm.