Fly the Flag of Fire!

"Ask. What is the kingdom of Asuria in the first place? Is it the kingdom of the brave? Is it a country that has relied on the brave to kill it? Or is it the land of demons? Is this the country that was saved by the demons and killed it? Either way, no more brave men, no more demons. Listen, the kingdom of Asuria today is a barbarian nation, whether it is the right or the wrong of magic, which relied on it. Shame on you. You run the order of the world of men on this continent with the power of men, civilized nations only have the Eberian Empire. Obey. Lie down, follow the disease. Don't rush into an authentic civilization. Otherwise, we will attack and destroy again in 100,000 armies."

That is the sword of words.

In many arrow sentences, several messengers, repeated wording is released. Tampered. Taunt also conveys raw content repeatedly. And that's not all on the front line. Whether it be the tsujitsu of the cities, or the deep and high places of the king's capital, they change their form in their stead, but their sharpness is left intact, and they cry out.

The undercover operatives have fully fulfilled the basement. A popular song about the kingdom. A popular song that was also taught to children by the side of worship thanks to the cooperation of the Church. Let the colored water suck up to the plants, but as such, the song revealed potential disturbing molecules around the kingdom. The funny ones are all pawns worth using for the Empire. Where the coloured water has turned into poisonous water, they are drawn up and spread. It's too late for the church to stop now.

A miscalculation between the kingdom and the Church, which is an overuse of the legend of the brave.

I'm drunk on tragedy. That, as well as the frenzy-drunk Demon Fire, are both drama drugs that make your mind weak. It should be used carefully and in small quantities. Even if it were a doomsday sick nation, it had to be taken with great care and with cold reason. No, or would the church have done that?

Sweet. Too sweet. I know the history of both countries for a long time, but I am therefore alarmed, that is.

Behold, the people of the present kingdom will turn their backs, even by the wind. Isn't it just the long grass with all the leaves and no core in its body? I am accustomed to the wind's way of life. Give yourself up to the flow easily. You leave your judgment to me, and I'll swing it all enthusiastically!

I don't know, a person's business is individually feverish. A beat is full of the fervour of life. It's not a doll. If you think you can manipulate well with inorganic yarn, that's arrogance. Man's enthusiasm does exist, but it also manifests itself as an uncontrollable impulse in a morbid state. Lack of reason dictates being swallowed by heat.

"... it's a beast, no longer"

Inside the dark curtain a solitaire murmured. The man who forgets to sleep and is buried in the material and the map is Donald Colletos. Her hair is tingling, her beard is bitter, and her cheeks are peeling. Bad blood color, too. But only those eyes that were congested seemed to emit brilliant light.

His measures were about to welcome the mountain fields. The two countries, which have just met earlier in the spring, are about to meet for the second time in the year, this early winter. It is also much larger than last time, both mobilizing more than 100,000 generals. It's a big game. That's what I've been waiting for.

We have a hundred measures, not all of which have been made. If one measure fails, make up for the next, if it doesn't come true either... Donald has desperately knitted a lot of measures with his hands, using only Shizukusa as a must-win means. It was unbridled, such as vibrancy. But it came once and for all without losing enthusiasm.

The first difficulty was the restructuring of the collapsed Imperial Army, which had a crisis of imperial division while fearing an invasion of the Royal Army outside. That's what losing an elite main army is all about. I had to rely heavily on that power without being able to believe in the Church. It comforts the people, directs the kingdom's attention to the rebuilding of the country, and makes the imperial nobility weigh itself against the seizure of power… Even the Crown Prince could not have been lost, nor could the collapse of authority have done them to the obvious imperial chamber. It is what the Western Church waved its spicy arms by traditional authority.

In times of trouble, it is the Church that counts. And that's also aid that can be taken away when things get better. Donald thinks it is proof that the "brave man" was sanctified at that time that he could destroy the kingdom with one more push. In history, there are two kinds of ways in which brave men appear. One was when a natural disaster occurred with the expansion of the demonic realm, and the other was when a champion was about to be born on the continent. The latter will be documented and told of the legend of the brave men who use the hunted down weak and small nations as good and the great powers who have caught up with them as evil.

I wasn't kidding. Donald can't admit that. History is not a puppet show. It is a footprint left in the earth by those who live hard through those times. It doesn't have to be something that feels like human blood and body temperature. He denies the legend of the brave. Many imperials don't have that much thought, they only question mark the authenticity of the brave men who appeared in the earlier wars, but Donald rejects the very existence of the brave.

"If God is in the form of a man, I will discuss it..."

There was someone left Donald with that word. He is the former Crown Prince. He is a hero who led the Kingsguard in repeated fierce battles with the brave. And in his last battle, he finally defeated the brave. Donald thinks it was proof that he put his life on the line. It is proof that a person's history belongs to a person.

That's why Donald doesn't recognize the brave. Resolutely refuses to allow a person's history to be distorted and stalled by such a presence. I therefore do not believe in the Church, which places the brave at the centre of doctrine. It was meant to be used, deceived and deceived, put back at the end of such a manoeuvre of power, and abandoned.

Competition battles to be fought will already betray the Church's expectations on that scale and will also drain the Church in its end. Donald grinned in his rough face. I'm ready.

First of all, Eleonora, the first princess where the Royal Army has command, is exasperated. That would be so. She is the church's biggest failure...... no Donald sees it as a failure. It seems that she was the one most strongly influenced by the Demon Fire and the Legend of the Brave, those two drama drugs. If you tried to do it with it, it would obviously be too much.

She seems to be somewhat broken as a person. If we were to hide it in the garden in the back of the royal palace, Donald would not be surprised if he suddenly came forward with a visit to the north. On various occasions, both on the front line and on the road, she was exposed to the observation of agents. I was a woman before I was king, and I could be perceived as a person with a slight problem where I did so. I saw the nature of being swept away by emotions.

So the sword of words stabs deep. Strong and effective. And even the great nobles and military executives who are in a position to restrain her have no reason to hold it hard. I tweaked it so that I wouldn't have it.

The Royal Army estimates the strength of the Imperial Army low. I'm insulting you.

It was intentional to keep the victory of the previous meeting small. The burning of the fort in the outpost was an unplanned pain, but the damage could also be used to show the Imperial Army's ability to continue fighting and expedition as low. Fighting before and after the meeting is also five minutes. There were unexpected defeats for Barcelona, but there were previous battles and it was possible to promote him to Colonel of the Imperial Army. In that case, rather, the facts that have been defeated will be worth using. The Royal Army could have been increased more.

Two falsehoods were also whispered in the ears of a certain earl of the kingdom. For one thing, the Golden Sword Knights, which were the key to the Imperial Army's victory in earlier meetings, but General Ignacio, who leads them, can no longer fight because of injuries in battle. Another thing is that he is General Barcelo the Black Snake where he is the male of the small battle, but this too cannot be fought due to injuries in combat. Both would have strongly stimulated the Count's willingness to fight. He is a rising and inferior to himself, who lacks the ability to fight. I'll want a victory.

Donald has weaved together other fine measures as performances. Slave deserters, deliberately captive imperial soldiers revealing the state of the empire, and releasing captured royal soldiers from experiencing the crude food situation of the garrison. Everything is a gauge of weakness. Reminds me of the Royal Army. Make the Imperial Army feel less afraid.

And stab. Stab deep through with the sword of words. I'm done swinging with pop songs. Zubari sharply stabbed his sword. Because this blade is filled with exciting poison, sora, the kingdom is an early symptom of excitement. He has spit out a great army without even hearing the church stop. I shook off a church that hated a massive meeting. It is as good as it should be. Donald realized that the edge of his mouth was going to be distorted.

It is early winter. After the harvest festival, the kingdom awaits the winter with its muddy accumulation, as if it were a fruitful wheat hoe. The time has come to prune. An empire that has paid a lot, endured for a long time, and has been preparing for its surroundings has the right to receive it. The reunification of the continent, once ruined by its present, must now be achieved. Donald can see the way for that. I see a path to conquest. It was fifteen years to see this path.

"... I don't have a prediction. Predictions are forbidden."

Donald took a wet hand wipe from the side and hit it on his mouth. My lips are dry. Cheeks have heat. That's not ill though. Donald felt rather energetic than ever. Or I think this might be something called an obsession flame. I feel like an old, crippled self has something more to offer than me. Hopefully that is the heartburn of the Imperial soldiers who have sacrificed so far. Donald closed his eyes. Now I think of the deceased as the Crown Prince's day. And scratched.

There are many things to keep in mind. See what you can do about them. Donald admits he's not talented enough to improvise on himself. I have to get it ready. We must assume hundreds of difficulties and come up with a number of coping measures for all of them.

The army has devised a must-win strategy for defeating the Royal Army. If so, it is the church that Donald should bear in mind.

The Church hates that bi-national strife crosses the boundaries of the plains of crime. It is no exaggeration to say that we will abandon our position of neutrality as soon as we cross it. If we are to compare it to a scale, we must show that there is a toothpick when the inclination increases. We need that on either side of the country.

In imperial territory, it is physically prepared in a visible manner. It is the Great Wall built on the rear of the territory of the counts of Carlion and Tihelina on the front line. It is a long and long wall bordering the southeast end to the purple cloud sea and, in the northwest, to the West Dragon River.

The grand plan for which construction was planned for fear of an invasion by the Royal Army, but somehow aid has also been informally provided by the Church, forming a considerable form, albeit not yet complete. From a military point of view, it's a substitute that can't be expected to be as effective as the cost, but Donald thinks that's fine. All you have to do is convince the church. How easy it is for a boy to understand what a wall is.

In kingdom territory there are two teeth. One is the existence of the Marquis of Uliharsilla. With the talent of our Lord Klaus, the Knights of the Sword Horn under his umbrella, as well as the Leading Army, are both marvellous and must be said to be brilliant. It was also made to struggle with its strength during the past invasion. It is known that its power is still alive and well.

This time Donald is not going to have a similar fight with them. The trump card for this is only available for a few minutes of a pitch-black battle coat, and the plan is to disable that toothpick even by disposing of all their lives.

The other is the presence of river thieves. He's the villain the church uses to manipulate logistics to the front line within the kingdom. The Church will see their organizational ability to hold water transport as a deterrent. If the Imperial Army invaded the kingdom, it would make its waterway work as one of the stops by making it non-cooperative against the Empire.

But the essence of the river thief was nothingness, and none such as loyalty to the Church. Donald went out and confirmed it himself. After various investigations, he even cleverly deceived the Church. gold. I only recognize about the kingdom and about the church to the extent of my customers to benefit. The empire, which assisted them in expanding their forces and approved their illegality, is free to transport water only for the amount of money it brings to them.

Speed after that. Donald was out that speed was the greatest force holding back the Church's intervention. And preparations are being made for it. A measure generating speed is available ahead of the path of conquest, by which the Imperial Army will accelerate and run to the end.

A slight concern is the existence of a combat group that struck that Barcelo Light Cavalry Regiment. The Third Princess SS of the Kingdom of Asuria. Its size is only three thousand, and besides, it is pushed into a secluded fortress for boring reasons within the royal palace. While that position is a place that can quickly wither and kill at the stage of holding down water transport, there is also information that it is still cordial with the mercenary forces that burned down the Imperial Army Front Line Fortress, which cannot be ignored. If you seem to see that unique flag during a tournament match, you should be aware of the movement of its light cavalry.

"... I don't know. I can't fight anymore."

Donald was alone and exhaled. As a knight, he forgot his fatally wounded self, followed him, and came up with a tactical one. Maybe it's because of the sound of bells and drums you hear over the curtain. Donald laughed bitterly. He doesn't seem to be worthy of age or excited just because it's been a long time on the battlefield.

"Give me this far... because I won't have much remorse if I die?

I woke myself up and did my hand to the sword beside me. I've never lacked care, and I'm barebacking as far as I can. But I haven't made it a long time to swing to action with intent to kill. Do you ever waver in this tournament? Finishing your life with the honor of a suicide is a dream you have secretly.

I'll pull it out a little. I look terrible on the blade. It is the wind of old bandits. It was very unlikely how honorable it was. inferior to miscellaneous soldiers. Donald overlaid his bitter laughter.

"Corresponding, this is"

I gave him my sword. I don't even look at it anymore. I see it again with the material and the map. I exhale and kill my anxiety. I crush my worries as I dry my lips. It holds down the painful heat that gushes in my chest.

The Great Meeting was about to begin.

Donald's measures were about to set in motion.