Kuro no Senki

Episode 18: The Showdown/Back, Part 4

I heard a noise.

It's a sound reminiscent of rain and tide.

What's that noise? and tilt his inner neck, noticing abruptly.

This is the voice of people, he said.

Not one or two.

Not even a hundred people are enough.

More voices.

Strange stuff, I think.

One by one, it's supposed to make sense, because if you overlap it, you can only recognize it as sound.

It's not just the voice, so is the person who emits it.

Each person has a name, a family, a life.

But when there's a lot of people, I can't think of that.

I think it's an unsaveable arrogance.

On the other hand, I feel like wanting arrogance.

Manchausen, Alonso - the old knights who came together admiring themselves.

I used them as a token.

I offered to impress that there were old knights beside me.

Of course, I'm telling them everything.

I think you used it yourself, but I wanted to put it through the bare minimum.

No, you don't.

I wanted to make it easier by revealing it.

I can't say enough that I didn't feel that way.

I could behave as arrogantly as I once did.

You must have been able to use someone else's life without worrying.

Without even thinking as much as dew that's arrogant.

But I can't right now.

I'm afraid to use the lives of others to crush them.

I can't dispel the anxiety that I might lose my fear and make a decisive mistake.

Good when I was in military school.

Occasionally, I miss those days asexually.

I don't talk much.

Because Chrono looks sinister.

Sometimes you can hang out with me for old stories...

With that in mind, the shock rocked my body.

A cold breeze blows in...

"Robert! Slower!

"... Dear Canaan, be quiet"

Wake up with the voices of Canaan and Myra.

Then, Canaan was pointing his butt at this one.

"Ti... the King... it is!

"also......"

He opens a small window and talks to your man Robert about something.

"... Canaan"

"- Huh!"

As Tilia spoke, Canaan quickly closed the small window and turned back to this one.

"I'm sorry"

"You don't have to worry about that."

I apologize with Canaan's low, groaning voice, but I'm sorry the other way around when it gets to that point.

"No, it's only natural to care"

"Oh, really?

"That's right. Naturally as a person."

"... as a person"

Now it was Tilia's turn to groan.

I think that's it, but this battle is a battle of destiny for the new nobility.

If you win, you get everything, and if you lose, you lose everything.

That's the fight.

Rather, can you say that Tilia's perception was sweet?

I have to be fierce.

"Yours, no, I know exactly how you feel."

"Do you understand?

Canaan laughed happily.

I don't know what to say, like this, it's a smile that makes me imagine my surroundings are brighter.

"My life is not just mine"

"Yes."

Yeah, yeah, and Canaan nodded satisfactorily.

Looking next door, Myra is nodding the same way.

"I have a purpose besides fulfilling your hopes."

"... right, su?

Canaan nodded slightly between them.

Unlike earlier, it has frown roots.

I look next door wondering if I said something bad.

Then Myra and I got eyes on each other.

She had a subtle look on her face.

If you'd just graduated from military school, you wouldn't have figured anything out.

But Tilia has had the experience of face-to-face with a faceless Layla.

There is no such thing as reading Myra's expression if you use it.

Myra - for some reason she was looking at this one with eyes that seemed hard to understand.

"I have a role to play in arguing for Alfort and minimizing sacrifices"

"That's right."

"... Phew"

I meant to say I was prepared to be sad, but Canaan nodded in some throwing tone, and Myra is sighing all the time saying she was frightened.

If there's anything you can't do without taking such an attitude, I want you to tell me.

When I was worried if I should sneak in shame and ask, the boxcarriage rocked small.

I guess I slowed down because of the proximity of the destination.

The boxcarriage stopped after a while.

My first move was Myra.

Myra quietly opened the door when she stood up.

A cold breeze blew in and Tilia shuddered herself.

"Go ahead, this way"

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Tilia stands up and heads to the door.

"Go ahead, ma'am"

"... thanks"

Myra offered her hand and Tilia thanked her and shook back.

Get off the carriage carefully.

Huh - and I heard a sigh, so I looked back, and Canaan was stroking his chest down.

It's not as dull as falling on steps of this magnitude -.

No, let's assume that's all you're showing yourself.

That's right. Tell yourself to circle your gaze.

It was in front of a wall made of marutai.

There is a gate that seems to be sturdy, and a monument is built.

I can barely feel the signs of people.

I guess I'm paying to train.

"What is this place?

"It was once used as a front-line base."

Canaan answers Tilia's query.

She had a look on her face like she missed the old days.

"Back then, we were in a hostile relationship with the Lou people."

"... right"

The new nobility was sealed on the southern border to prevent the Lu from re-entering.

There must have been a battle after that to wash blood with blood.

Is it natural to have special thoughts?

I should have listened to Chrono in detail, and turned my gaze to Myra.

She had a worrying look on her face.

Sounds like a lot happened for that matter.

"Yes, I feel nostalgic for the days I was struggling not to get my livestock stolen"

"Don't let them steal your livestock?

"Yes, but something?

Unexpectedly inquiring, Myra stared at this one with a decent face.

"What about the battle to wash blood with blood?

"At the time of his expulsion to the Aleos Mountains, the Lou had no power to fight."

Guru, and Tilia groaned.

Chrono shouldn't say anything.

"Fine, was it easy?

"There are some things your wife shouldn't say. How precious is one pioneering cow and one pig? I just remembered when the livestock was stolen and my bowels boiled back."

"Shh, sorry"

Myra grabbed her fist and Tyria hurried to apologize.

Livestock. Livestock.

It must have been just a dead and alive issue for the new aristocrats during the pioneering period.

Let's speak more carefully from now on.

Reflecting that way, Canaan opened his mouth.

"The state compensated me for the stolen livestock, so I need to apologize..."

"What?

As Tilia turned her gaze, Myra turned away.

"You wouldn't have watered down the damage and declared it, would you?

"... ma'am"

Myra stared at Tilia.

"Naturally, we're not watering down."

"Really?

"Even if it was watering down, there's no evidence"

And Myra continued.

"Don't we - need the help of the South Side Border Army?

"Guru, say it here"

"If your wife asks you nothing about this, I won't say anything."

What will you do? and Myra streams this way to see.

The same goes for saying that the water has increased...

"Okay. I'm not gonna ask you about this."

"That was it. I want your wife to be a cloudy and swallowing empress."

"This time it's special"

Tilia mumbled back.

Misconduct should not be missed.

But this is the principle.

Sometimes bends if the disadvantages are greater.

"Oh, I remember. This is the first time I've met Master Krono here..."

"Oh, really?"

I thought it might be something I couldn't change the subject a little more naturally, but I decided to get on with it.

I didn't want to keep talking about getting more water on the boulder.

"Yeah, I worked as a vigilante leader then..."

"At the time, I was cursing Master Gaul, who was the captain of the garrison,"

"- Huh!"

Canaan stared at Ha Myra.

Betrayed.

Seems to convey that feeling.

"You were doing that"

"Yes, no, I wanted to relieve the grievances of the people..."

Canaan leaned down and squeaked a little at you.

"No, well, I don't know how you feel. But I don't. The commander of the garrison is not a new nobleman."

"Yes, you're right."

"You put in a lot of trouble."

Tilia squeaked smugly.

In the first place, it is impotent to garrison a battalion that cannot exercise its command over its territory.

The Empire passed unscrupulous by appointing the Lord's Edge as commander, but this method was not applied on the southern border.

The dissatisfaction would have been on the side of recruiting.

"No, I can't believe it's a struggle..."

"We're having a hard time securing someone to marry"

"- Huh!"

Myra said it all the time, and Canaan got the look on her face just saying she had been betrayed.

"Really?

"Yes, they've spread bad reviews..."

Canaan said to groan.

Are you ashamed, it's bright red to your ears.

"I ran out of hands to make a pageant, but the results weren't fragrant"

Tilia stared at Shiatsu and Canaan.

It doesn't look bad.

The breasts are small, but the value of a woman is not determined there.

I feel like I could be fooled by one...

"By the way, what kind of person do you want?

"I don't have any particular conditions..."

Canaan leans down and is moistened.

After a while I finally open my mouth.

"It doesn't matter what you look like. I'll put up with the difference in years until I'm ten. I usually prefer someone who stands up to me, who is the Lord, and sometimes stands on the arrow."

"Isn't that a tough condition?

"Why?

Canaan looked up hah and said.

"Don't you have a real right to stand me, the Lord?

"Yes, it is"

"So when you have to, you want me to be a shield?

"It's a man's role."

"Considering the bad reviews, it's like telling me to come lay on my ass."

"Oh, I didn't mean to..."

How shocked, Canaan retreated after saying hello.

Why can't you look at yourself objectively?

No, I guess that's how hard it is to be objective about yourself.

"I want to ask you one thing..."

"What?"

"How did Empress Tilia get into a relationship with Master Chrono, like, right now?

"Why are you asking me that?

Not knowing the intent of the question, Tilia tilted her neck.

"Perhaps disrespectful."

"Good, forgive"

"Thank you. I think the Empress Tilia and I are alike."

"Similar?

Tilia tilts her neck again...

"- Huh!"

Breathtaking.

Chrono stands Tilia and now stands exactly on the arrow.

"Yes, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean..."

"It seems difficult to be objective about yourself."

"- Huh!"

Myra shrugged softly and Tilia breathed again.

Even now, Canaan and I were alike.

Nevertheless, I thought it was difficult to be objective about myself.

This is exactly what I meant by spitting in heaven.

I think I'm glad I didn't say anything.

"Empress Tilia, how did you get into such a relationship with Master Chrono now?

"Yes, no, hey, what do you say"

"What do you say?

Canaan groaned at the parrot and Tilia turned away.

How did it become a current relationship?

I can't say I attacked a boulder.

Instead of disqualifying the Crown Princess, she is disqualified.

"... Krono has a lot of nostalgia."

I see, and Canaan nodded with a strange face.

The answer I managed to twist out, but I really feel that way.

"... oh, that"

"Come on, I'll give you soldier's condolences."

And Canaan opened his mouth, and Tilia walked out toward the gate.

I had a bad feeling.

Unfortunately, Chrono is the man Canaan hoped for.

"Open the door! Open the door!

"Why don't you listen to me?

As Tilia raised her voice, Canaan also raised her voice.

"Because you're going to tell the Third and Fourth Ladies."

"Three already."

Sawdust, and Canaan rattles his throat.

"Um, what about your sister?

"The general is a mistress frame."

"Really?"

Canaan exhaled in a ho.

You seem relieved, but your thoughts are too sweet.

There's no such thing as a Mrs. X to rest on.

The most important thing is pride.

It's the hardest part of maintaining that pride.

"So, what do you say?

"I can't believe I want to be Master Krono's wife..."

When he glanced, Canaan caged his mouth.

He unwittingly squeezes his expression, bumps and whines about something.

Again, I have a bad feeling.

"I thought you might have that, too, right?

"Yes, no! That's not true!

Canaan said in an up-rubbed voice, but at the bottom of his mind he must think it is also.

Maybe he thinks it's that way when he couldn't do another good job.

I'm sure the next pageant will fail as well.

How can you not be aware that there is an escape route that at some point is making you unable to do everything in your power?

No, let's stop it.

This idea may determine your mind.

With that in mind, the gate began to open.

The door opens and three men are coming this way.

One was a dragon and the other two were the first faces to see.

When the dragon poked one knee in front of Tilia, they both imitated it.

I'm glad you're being polite, but now we're still in a cooperative relationship - a reciprocal position.

If someone sees you, they could mistake you for a courtesy of your subordinates.

But there's no reason not to be polite because you called Tilia as royalty.

"Wasn't the Southern Frontier Army on par with the Imperial Army?

"I was wondering if it was natural to be polite to those who responded to our request."

"Right. Okay, keep your head up."

"Understood."

The dragon rises and so do the two men.

"Trouble...... no, that's a pain in the ass"

"Right."

The dragon grinned bitterly at Tilia's words.

Pre-construction and reality are not meshing well.

"My father would have behaved naturally, but it's troublesome."

"Right."

Tilia nodded small.

"By the way, where are the soldiers?

"I'm training at the squad field ahead. We should have met there..."

"I don't care. Performance is important."

"It would help if you could say that."

The dragon laughed bitterly again.

Tilia and the others boarded a boxcarriage and headed to the squad yard.

Apparently there was no mistake with the word ahead, and the boxcarriage stopped before drowsiness struck.

Myra opens the door and goes outside, just like earlier.

A mixed wind of sand blew in and Tilia covered her mouth with a muffler.

When I stood up, my hand was reached out.

It's the dragon's hand, not Myra's.

Thick, give me the verse. Standing soldier's hand.

"Empress Tilia, go ahead"

"Um, thank you"

Tilia held the dragon's hand and stepped down from the boxcarriage.

"We have a tent for you, here"

The dragon walked out with its heels back and Tilia followed.

Myra's in front of Tilia, and Canaan's behind it.

Four more soldiers were defending the Quartet.

The Commander, the Dragon, is most defenseless.

Tilia smiles bitterly and puts her gaze around, saying that this is not reciprocal.

It's a soldier's field with nothing but round-the-clock installations.

There a large number of soldiers were encouraging training.

I'd like to say that, because Tilia's here, it's up there somewhere.

In that, the group of less than fifty people, mainly Gaul, emitted a different colour.

We're in pairs and we're doing the mess, but even if we're far away, temper comes through.

The atmosphere is not that there is no choice because there is a Gaul.

"... Empress Tilia, get in front"

Myra shrugged softly and Tilia looked forward.

I was coming near the tent at some point.

Consideration would be given to making the practice field look good.

The cloth was raised, with a two-legged chair in the center.

Both are luxurious chairs.

The dragon stood beside the chair and turned to us.

"... your hand"

"Are you sure?

"This will be all right."

"Thank you"

Tilia held the dragon's hand and sat in the chair.

"Okay, we're behind you"

"Don't hesitate to tell me if anything happens"

Myra and Canaan stand behind her and the dragon sits on the chair.

Again, from here on out, I know exactly what's going on at the practice field.

It is spectacular how a large number of soldiers encourage training.

I'm not my own soldier, but I feel proud.

"I'd like to ask you one thing?

"Whatever."

"This is close to the Areos Mountains, but can we handle it when the Imperial Army moves?

"Don't worry, I'm hitting some hands to keep you from getting attacked"

The dragon responded forcefully to Tilia's inquiry.

"I think the Imperial Army is watching..."

"We are preparing a wolf smoke table, just like us."

"Wolf smoke table."

Tilia exhaled small.

"What's wrong?

"I wish I had a communications network with Magic Items here."

"Ha ha, you think funny"

"It was Chrono who thought about it."

"I'd like to talk to you carefully for once. It's something I haven't had a chance to talk about before."

"He's a pretty funny guy. By the way, won't you destroy the Imperial Army's wolf smoke table?

"I intend to, but you have to weigh the timing"

The dragon said in a low voice.

The Southern Frontier Army attracts the Imperial Army, while a separate unit heads to the Imperial Capital.

Indeed, the timing must be measured if this operation is to succeed.

Tyria's condolences are also likely incorporated into the plan.

"... let's see"

"What's wrong?

When Tilia stood up, so did the dragon.

"I'm not just watching you, I'm calling you"

"Then your body will be burdened..."

"You should move your body a little."

"... right"

The dragon said groaning.

Escorts, please.

"Yes, sir."

That said, the dragon laughed bitterly.

As Tilia left the tent, she headed first under the Gauls.

Of course, I'm not alone.

There are dragons next door, Myra and Canaan in front and back, and four soldiers around them.

"... who is that woman?

"Idiot, she's the Empress Tilia."

"I heard you were sick, too?

"That's where you pushed me."

"What are you laughing at?

"Hehe, I'm starting to feel like I'm doing something big."

"Don't die in good shape."

"You're the one"

I can hear the soldiers.

Slightly floating atmosphere, but among other things, the Gauls are seriously disturbed.

You noticed Tilia and the others, Gaul turned his gaze here -.

"Stop messing around! Align!"

"Ha!

When Gaul raised his voice, the soldiers stopped messing around and lined up in a side-by-side row.

"Salute Empress Tilia!

As per Gaul's decree, the soldiers salute.

Slightly crumbling salute, but I wouldn't mind that if I saw their expression.

Everyone looked good.

Tilia stopped and gave back.

The soldiers surrounding them swerve.

I don't have to wonder if it's such a surprise.

When Tilia lowers her arm...

"Come on!

Gaul raised his voice again and the soldiers lowered their arms.

"... Empress Tilia"

"What?"

The dragon struck him in the ear and Tilia moved her neck slightly.

"They are separate teams… those who volunteered to attack the Imperial City"

"Right."

"Those who are here hope to take the lead and fight."

"- Huh!"

"Everyone is one with ties to the Lou tribe. Please, hang up the gentle words."

When Tilia opened her eyes, the dragon told her to beg.

Exhale for a long time and walk over to Gaul.

"... Gaul"

"Ha!

As Tilia spoke, Gaul stretched his spine.

"Your men are wonderful. Temper came through."

"Thank you Happiness"

Tilia slapped Gaul on the shoulder and walked over to the soldier at the left end of the line.

I tremble from nervousness.

"What's your name?

"Ha, ha! My name is Thor!

Soldier - Thor gave the look of failure, but Tilia dared to smile.

"Never mind. Thor, how many years have you been in the military?

"Ha, it's been five years!

"Are you on the southern border the whole time?

"No! I used to guard the Imperial City!

"Right. What about family?"

"Ha, ha, no, my family is in Mount Areos!

"... right"

Tilia nodded quietly and touched Thor's shoulder.

"You are a fine father. I promise. I will treat your family as imperial subjects. I'll make it a country where your children can live as heroes."

"Oh, thank you!

Thor said with a face that was still going to cry.

"I expect your struggle, but stop imitating me like I'm in a hurry to die. This, please."

"Ha! I will fight for my family, for our empire!

"Oh, please"

Tilia moves in front of a soldier standing next to Tor.

"I want you to tell me your name"

"Yes, my name is Wright"

"Nice name."

Tilia heard the names of each and every one of them and asked why they would fight.

Evening - Tilia was looking out the box carriage window.

It was a beautiful sunset because of the clear air.

"... Phew"

"Good luck"

As Tilia sighed, Myra called out.

No heart or soft voice.

"Would that have been nice?

"Yes, I definitely thought you had morale"

"I hope so..."

Soon after I spoke to Gaul and his men, the soldiers lined up.

There is no reason to ignore the boulder, I shook my hand and called out, but I have the thought that consolation is something I would do in a slightly harsher atmosphere.

"Why don't you get some rest?

"Yes..."

He tried to snort at Canaan's words and remembered Count Cairon.

She has a right to know, even if it's just a pageant.

Tilia got her place right.

"What's wrong?

"You said you made a pageant with Count Cairon, didn't you?

"Yes, what is that?

Canaan leaned his neck strangely and Tilia touched the muffler.

"Actually... Count Cairon is dead. No, we killed him."

……

Canaan was decent even when Tilia confessed.