Hakai no Miko

Feeling the whale waves and the vortex of enthusiasm emanating from the Romanian National Army on his back, the pale horse breathed quietly.

"Listen, my friend Eldore! My people!

The voice of a pale horse echoed surprisingly in comparison to the volume.

"The heroes of the Romanian kingdom will attack from now on!

To make sure his words permeate all the generals of Erdoğan, the blue horse looked at the whole army once the words were punctuated.

"But are we evil that must be defeated by heroes?! Are we sinners who commit crimes like being judged by heroes?!"

The pale horse breathes in the aftertaste of its voice.

"No! No!!"

And the pale horse released his breath, which was full of breath, as a word of denial.

"What we want is a fight?! No! What we want is peace! Have we invaded Romanian territory?! No! The Romanian nation has invaded! Have you ever hurt an innocent people in Romanian country?! No! It was our people in Eldore who were hurt!!"

It is only a fact that the pale horse took it up on its feet. I don't need any exaggeration or lies. To arouse the people of Eldore, it sufficed to mention only the facts.

Our side is the victim. The Romanian nation is the perpetrator. And the Romanian nation, the perpetrator, is about to attack itself even more without fear of evil.

Just reconfirming that fact will suffice to excite Erdoğan generals.

Everywhere in the Eldore National Army, a voice came out agreeing to the appeal of the pale horse. The voices of criticism of the Romanian nation's inhumanity pop up one after another. The impeaching voice rose as if it would be forgiven. The Romanian nation is evil, and the shouting goes up.

And the pale horse nodded satisfactorily.

After a long battle in the basket castle from a painful defeat, this time it was a meeting with a lower number of soldiers. That said, the warriors of Erdoğan are still at war.

The blue horse that confirmed it raised his right hand to gather everyone's attention.

After a while, the pale horse opens its mouth to the soldiers whose groans have calmed down.

"I was just told by Patrice, the general of the enemy."

The pale horse put it between the beats, and then said the following words.

"--you 're a mortal."

The voice of the pale horse was by no means emotional. Rather, it is a calm tone.

However, in response, a fierce anger arose from the soldiers of Erdoğan.

The pale horse is king of the kingdom of Eldore. They are the representatives of all themselves. The representative was regarded not as a hero, but as a mortal. What is this, not an insult?

In front of the sudden Erdoğan generals, but the pale horse laughs.

"Absolutely right, Partis!

The soldiers were bewildered by this.

He felt angry that the king who represented him had been insulted, but he affirmed the insult.

As a result, Erdoğan generals lose sight of the spiral of anger and wonder what it is.

In front of the soldiers, the blue horse continued with a bitter smile.

"Shinsen, I am a mortal. It's just a mortal who has so much hope in him."

It was the heart of a false blue horse.

Without being told by Partis, the pale horse does not consider himself a hero. Just because I was born and raised in modern Japan, which is different from the Celdaean continent, I am just a human being who knows the knowledge and logic that I do not know in this world.

However, the Erdoğan National Army's bluff grew as he confessed that fact.

Even though the Romanian National Army is about to attack by calling it a hero, the king who leads them immediately before him despises himself as a mortal.

Isn't this like admitting defeat before the battle?

The pale horse smiled, not bitterly, at the general of Erdoğan, who even started to think about it.

"But who decided that everybody was inferior to heroes?!"

He is a mortal because he has nothing to do with him. They are all human beings because they do not have distinctive characteristics.

In contrast, heroes are heroes because they are more heroic than others. It is obvious to me that people are inferior to those who were born in England.

However, the blue horse raised doubts.

This surprised all the Gen. Eldore.

What does that mean? Are you saying that mortals aren't inferior to heroes?

A suspicion bubbled up in the soldiers' chests, making them listen to the words of a pale horse without knowing it. It makes me wonder what kind of words the pale horse will utter.

The blue horse appeals to the soldiers.

"I'm not a hero, I don't have the strength to take care of myself! I can't do anything alone! It's hard to live alone! I'm not a hero, I'm just a mortal!

I am in such an inappropriate position as a king because there are many people who support me and help me. With them, I can only manage to hold on to my position!

Most of the things mentioned by the pale horse were not inferior to heroes. Rather, it only emphasized that everyone was inferior.

In the words of the pale horse, the soldiers of the Erdoğan National Army became even more confused.

But before the soldiers who had even begun to suspect, the pale horse spoke with a calm voice.

"Yes! Man is weak! Because you are weak, you must not live alone. That's why we find the people we love, we build houses, we help each other, we live together, we have children, we have families."

Gradually, the heat fell on the voice of the blue horse.

"These beloved families and the small houses where they live. It's the village, it's the city, and..."

The pale horse makes the following words with a burning heat.

"That's the country!

It was struck by the wounded soldiers of Eldore Country and ran through.

Until then, the vague notion of a country pierced their hearts in a clear form.

At this time, it was a sense of belonging that the pale horse planted.

We gave the concept of a country as a collective of families, including ourselves, to make the existence of a country feel more familiar. This led the generals to imagine that they belonged to their country and that they were the same as their families to be protected.

In addition, the pale horse talks to the soldiers.

"Everyone is stupid! Because I'm stupid, I get lost by myself. That is why we learn many things from our fathers, beg our teachers to teach, and pass it on to our children and disciples. We will pass on that knowledge, technology, and, above all, the thoughts and will of our forefathers over time! These connections are the times!

The blue horse gave him pride.

It gave pride to people who thought they couldn't take care of themselves like heroes, that they were part of something as big as the times.

And once the blue horse cuts the word, he breathes heavily, and then releases it as the word with the greatest heat of the day.

"That is, we are all the people who make the country! We are the ones who inherit the times!

In the declaration of the pale horse, an unspeakable tremor arose in the national army of Eldore.

The pale horse flipped his neck and went against the Romanian National Army.

"Romanian heroes, listen up!

Gathering the curious gaze of all the armies of Erdoğan on his back, the pale horse pulled out the small wooden sword that was in his belt and threw it into the Romanian National Army.

"Hero! Heroes! Those who cut and destroy the times! You can't build anything, you can't tell anything, you can't inherit anything! Without the help of all of us, nothing can be done, you can only destroy and just take away, and you will not lick us all!

Originally, heroes are the beings that everybody looks up to. Heroes are beings that all men should obey. Heroes are better than men.

But the blue horse denied it all and showed it.

Heroes aren't such a big deal. Something to be afraid of, like, a hero.

Hearing the words of the pale horse, an emotion bursts into the hearts of the soldiers of the land of Eldore.

It was a rebellious heart.

The rebellious work of the mind that people feel when they are suppressed by something mighty that embraces the depths of their hearts.

Heroes were no longer feared by the Erdoğan National Army. If the Romanian National Army is going to attack them as heroes, etc. Now is the time for us, mortals, to drag down our heroes.

That kind of fighting spirit burns up.

Again, the horse turned his head and turned to the soldiers of the land of Erdoğan, and looked around and over all the armies of the land of Erdoğan.

Among his fellow comrades, Gallam was also stripping his teeth at the spirit of fighting that boiled with a smile, saying, "Where is this mortal?"

Among the warriors who whistled their teeth with uncontrollable excitement, Zug was snipping his fingers with a fiercer smile than anyone else.

In front of his men, who reveal their excitement by blushing their faces, Cétius deepens his face by asking, "Is this what's going to happen?"

While feeling his own boiling excitement, Admiral leaked a bitter smile, saying, "This is too much for you."

Pipi, while suppressing his exciting mind, was able to fly at any time, and his winged arms widened and lay down on the earth.

Jahangil said, "I'm a hero!" and the three sons taunted him, "That's not true."

Doverin confirms the grip of his favorite axe spear, and next to him, Nolzli laughs as he strokes his beard.

And Shem looked to unwavering trust as usual.

And the blue horse, which gathered together the will of all the armies of the land of Eldor, opened his arms wide as if he had welcomed them all.

"Come on, let's remind the heroes! It's not the same heroes that have defeated the most heroes and defeated the most heroes in history!

The pale horse shook up his right hand into the sky with the small wooden sword he was holding.

"It means we're all human!

In the words of the pale horse, all the generals of the Eldore National Army shook up the weapons they had and said, "Oh!".

"Now let's defeat the heroes of Romanian kingdom!

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Neither faction beat me to the drum.

Thereafter, the drums are beaten to a certain rhythm. At first, the sounds of the drums of the two armies, which were slightly out of place, clapped together and sounded like one drum to the battlefield.

The drums of the two armies beat the drums in a row, spreading sweat.

Like a giant wave, like a dragon's giant body, the thunderbolt's applause roared across the battlefield like a wave, gradually increasing its speed.

And finally, the speed of the beating was about to reach its limit.

The two armies stopped their hands, as they agreed.

A stroke of silence falls on the battlefield.

Then, the drums on both sides breathed together and were whistled high.

Together, they shout.

"Go ahead! Romanian heroes!" and Partis.

"Go! Eldore's people!" and the pale horse.

With both voices as a cue, the voices of the two armies rose.

"" Ooooh!!

The Battle of the Berte is the beginning of one of the best battles in Romania.