Fly the Flag of Fire!

The Kingdom of Asuria was boiling down to one victory.

The newspaper from Wang Du strongly praised the "Black Snake Exorcism of the Knights of the Sword Horn" as a heroic victory, and the illustration of a knight with a four-sided square flag stepping on a snake was like a dragon exorcism of a painting story. Words of blessing by First Princess Eleonora have also been included, and the article has been closed as there will soon be a Symphony about the major knights.

The Third Princess SS was also mentioned. This is the content of an article focusing on one boy. The brave boy, who stood faithfully on the border, is described as having accomplished the feat of crossing the plains of the disaster into the Imperial Army Front Line Fortress while in the first line. Even in the Black Snake exorcism of the Knights of the Sword Horn, he followed and set up martial arts.

Neither on that paper, nor on any other paper, is there a word in the information written and published as a newspaper about the defeat of the Royal Army in the Battle of the Plains. The fact that there was a meeting has not even been revealed.

The vicious Everian Empire is being defeated by the Royal Army of Glory.

The Spirit of the Brave still guards the kingdom, and its righteousness shines brightly.

If you got drunk with the wording that leaped into the newspaper, you'd be able to experience this war as something beautiful and proud. The enemies who make it evil and foolish have clearly shown their existence, and those who make it good and Rin themselves are in a position to defeat it and correct the logic of things. A battering enemy and a compatriot with shoulders are available. It is provided with a refreshing and exhilarating fullness of the chest.

"It's a pleasure..."

The grunt contained no emotion whatsoever. It was dry. In that room like a dark dungeon, the man who was illuminating parchment with a slight light was wrapping his fat body in crude clothes.

The man's name is Joaquim Beck.

He was now immersed in silence in this private room, where he, as the Oriental Bishop, kept the central part of the Kingdom of Asuria under his influence and was recognised as a monster for his fierce tongue and rising vigour. No expression, no motion, no carpet on the stone floor. The night made it so, or the atmosphere was that of the old man.

Patari, and the parchment dropped with a small noise. It was released into the mouth of a thin, dirty fireplace. There are signs of decadence due to the mess of burnt things inside. Still, the way the dust danced by welcoming beautiful newcomers had some fun as if the immortals of the painting story invited the living. Then if a small candle is thrown on fire, the fire spreads there. Beck watches over it.

The smell of the creature's skin burning in. The paper circles as if to dance the agony, burning black and crumbling from the edge. White grains were added and the fire momentum increased. Grease.

All that moves into this room became fire and fuel. Is it the sound of the skin turning into charcoal that chills slightly? Or the sound of dust build-up in this shady room? Or the very fine needle sound of time moving. Beck sees the fire without even moving. Keep watching as the orange sway slowly shrivels.

Eventually everything was ruined and Beck exhaled small. Pick up the hand wipe beside him and muck his neck. This room, which is full of air, is hot and giddy. Even this is getting easier to spend.

Summer crossed the platter. No matter how sunny the day may be, the sun and the sun mix with cool winds. And that doesn't go back. It gets cold and autumn. Zokrizokri and cut off cold in winter. The northerly wind that carries the temper intensifies, giving people a sense of the end of their lives. Winter is the season of death, no matter what you might call it. Now it's just getting cold as it rolls towards it.

Winter comes equally over everyone's head. The world will always be closed in winter. Accept the reign of winter without escape. But still, mankind will not die. Because another spring is coming. Like a miracle it comes. People celebrate it and live. Naturally. New Year's Eve equals the resurrection of the world.

Beck thinks. I wonder what people would be like if the world were.

Life falls to death, but I wonder if the opposite can happen. I wonder if death sometimes rises to life. I was wondering if it could happen, not like the immortals of a painting story, but like a mythical miracle, that a lost life would return to the world again, etc.

Yeah, like going to bed and waking up, for example.

A man's day is a similarity to a man's life. The sleep of night will also be a similarity of permanent sleep. If so, is it also possible to try to wake up in the morning and live before death again? If the miracle of God or the devil's curse were waved, even if a man could not do it intentionally, would such a thing go through the world?

There were repeated deafening words. That's the word she said with red eyes in her silver hair.

"That man is dead. But I'm still here... I'll live again."

Jikil Rosa. Jikil the “Devil's Eye”. That's the woman who was the man's deputy. She looked into the void and said so with a full look of certainty. I can't ignore it. Let the words not be taken as they are, there should have been some kind of secret meaning. Beck wanted to know the secret, but after fifteen years, he can't know one thing.

Where is she now? Beck doesn't get it. As there are mornings and nights in the world, there are also tables and backs that move the world. She is the one who walks behind the reason behind her. Beck also knows the back, but at that depth it is nearly impossible to approach her. Because she is a "demon eye” and Beck is just a person.

There is always a vivid appearance of secularism in both his eyes. Even Beck knows that it suits him.

This year seems to see four more bloody seasons than last year.

The Battle of the Wreck Plains was finally fought in spring. It was the Imperial Army that issued the declaration of victory, but it was only a hard victory. Summer came on the front line as troop sentinels were to be repeated again after that. The first name to be given there was "Black Snake”, Lieutenant Colonel Terencio Barcelo of the Imperial Army. He said he quickly perceived the encounter between enemy allies by scattering five hundred light cavalry across the battlefield and supported them with a thousand and five hundred rides, depending on the circumstances, to bring the victories and losses of both countries to the great victory of the Imperial Army.

For Beck that was an impression as if a snake that was supposed to have hibernated had jumped out. Black snakes were also known for their strength in the former wars, but only in winds such as the good generals at the ends and outer edges, they never appeared in the crucial phases of the war. It ended without much effort. I heard he escaped to the Empire without being captured.

A group appeared to follow it. It is the Knights of the Sword Horn.

It has also won the pre-congregation outpost, but it must be natural because it is a historic and benign Knights. Beck doesn't understand the details of that troop strength. He is a monk, not a holy knight. The part lies beyond the reach of the sword. Only to find out that the Knights are what the Marquis of Uliharsilla feeds under his umbrella. I hear he's an excellent pawn.

Such their activity seemed oddly to bring pleasure to the self-esteem of First Princess Eleonora. Because it is a knighthood of nobility belonging to one's faction, it is the logic that it equates to being one's knighthood. That would be the undistorted truth in her. Beck is stunned.

It was a stupid story. The Knights are the forces of war uniquely held by Uncle Sihou in the first place, and the root of their raison d 'être is their deterrent to kingship. It is a force to monitor that kings with command of the national army do not run wild. The structure is important. Dividing military power can also be expected to have the effect of curbing serious incidents caused by military forces. Extreme invasions and military revolutions are less likely to occur. The system of the Four Horses Sixth Uncle and the Knights was, he said, a system realized by the Church who wanted it to intervene in both countries and was a condition for supporting the founding of the country.

However, in reality, the activities of the Knights are greatly appreciated in the voice of the First Princess. The First Princess promised not to give a single mouthful about the operation of the military force on the front line, but I guess in a neighborhood where there is no such thing as a solemn intention to carry out its activities. That's what Beck decided and left it at the moment. Because there's nothing in the rumors you hear or in the newspaper that suggests the Church.

Now and always, the Church has expressed its position of neutrality vis-à-vis both countries. Even if the Knights of the Holy Grail were engaged with the Imperial Army in the former wars, they did not side with the Kingdom or hostile to the Empire in the pre-construction period. I only followed the instructions of the Brave One. The Church has an obligation to assist and obey the brave, which is enshrined as taking precedence over consideration of the two countries.

The Holy Grail Knights are only the swords of the brave... even if the sword is waved against the kingdom, the logic is that it is the brave, not the church, who should be questioned, to be waved against the empire.

It's a trick.

Beck is in a position to know the reason behind the church. If that he would break his reasoning about the brave and the Holy Grail Knights in a nutshell, it was just two letters of "manipulation".

Rather, because I know it is the other way around.

There is not the Knights of the Holy Grail as the sword of the brave. There are brave men as swords of the Church, and the Knights of the Holy Grail wield their full power with brave men as flagheads. That would be so. Brave men are chosen by the Church in the first place. When the Church feels the need, someone convenient to the Church is tailored by the Church to be a brave man. What do you say it is, not a tool of the church?

Beck had a conversation with a brave man. I was a priest again at the time and didn't know the reason behind the sacrament of the brave, but I was surprised that I had the authority to know that just because I was relative. He was a beautiful young man, but he was still not a normal person.

Beck remembers as being pure and childish in character. He comes from an orphanage in the south of the kingdom, but says if he traces blood, he'll take him to the side of the royal family. Whether that is true or not is not Beck's knowledge, but what it means is twofold, because all the brave men of the past were also supposedly drawing the blood of one royal family or the other in both countries. Does royal blood have the qualities of a brave man, or is it just a scam? If you're in a position to be sure, you can be sure. Beck hasn't been sure yet. Maybe it's because I'm not interested.

Now the Church does not need a brave man.

The wars between the two countries are unfolding with antagonism against the plague of the crime.

If the Black Snake, which was still active after being targeted by the Knights of the Sword Horn, had led to the great victory of the Empire by continuing to win as it were, or perhaps needed a brave man. Another brave man may have appeared on the kingdom's side. But it didn't.

A battle group emerged to defeat the Black Snake. It is the Third Princess SS.

A battle group that broke three regiments of the Imperial Army one after the other in the first line and ended up doing something until it burned down one of its front-line forts. It was said, however, to have hired a brilliant army of mercenaries known as the Cavalry of Fire, but the effect of blocking such a voice questioning its strength was launched again.

No matter how the First Princess twists and twists and swells the facts, the facts do not disappear. I greatly admire the Knights of the Sword Horn, and as for the SS, I seem to be trying to dilute my accomplishments as a regiment by focusing on boys with beauty talks, but there is something called the truth that comes from the frontline generals.

The Third Princess SS won over the Black Snake without any mercenary power.

The SS, lifted by the effects of the first battle, had become a regular 3,000-strong force with a thousand and five hundred soldiers drawn from the Royal Army. The garrison didn't change Beck in a torn fort where he didn't know the real thing, but apparently he had a lot of enthusiastic combat training. The special victory seems to have led to success on the battlefield.

The SS, who marched with the Knights of the Sword Horn to Shipwreck Plains, said the leader himself led the Light Cavalry Thousand Horsemen against the Black Snake. Is it something that only trained the cavalry because the infantry thousand and five hundred graduates stagnated in the rear and did not participate in the battle... Beck doesn't know, but it was a likely story.

It seems the truth is that the boy where the First Princess made him write on paper did nothing by becoming among the 500 heavy cavalry rides. That made sense, not something the 14-year-old's body could pull a big bow or anything after wearing heavy armor. That's about all I know about Beck. But I think it would have been safe. Beck had heard that lurking a horse as a symbol inside a heavy cavalry would remain on the battlefield. Even in the Knights of the Knights of the Sword Horn, you said you did that when you let the son of the Horse of Yuriharsila go through the first line?

Whatever it was, I was fortunate that the Imperial Army, which had won a little too much, was defeated by hand. It doesn't matter to Beck about the details of the fight. I am only interested in whether or not the military forces of the two countries are in equilibrium. Things weren't bad this summer. Things that seemed unpredictable before the meeting were falling within the desired range.

There is no difference in the smell of blood. I guess the next fall will pay for similarities and stopovers again. We have to watch it happen and put a little hands on it so it doesn't get disturbed. There are additions and subtractions.

That's how we travel through the seasons and the world closes cold after a hard winter. Only in that tranquility is Beck's sleep. No, or maybe it can't be until the real winter comes.

Keep the luxury of a restful sleep, etc. until the moment of death... Beck will not lie down and sit still this night. There were many additions and subtractions that he should regulate.

Summer was about to end.

Autumn was about to come along with a new smell of blood.