Kuro no Senki

Lomus looked out from the carriage, saying it was a waste of time.

It is raining hard.

The wind is strong.

Occasionally, the wind makes the carriage shake.

That's why I can't speed it up.

At the corner, there was abominable rain and wind when the march was resumed.

Speaking of which, Count Kermanus.

I had clearance to pass through Earl Kermanus territory.

Despite that, I was stuck.

Around noon, I came to the realm to explain...

"... what's wrong with you?"

Lomus threw up a little bit.

This is the situation. I know the soul of Count Kermanus.

They're trying to sell in case the rebels win.

Probably selling favors to the Empire.

What a lowlife.

I can't even put it on the wind of nobility.

Such a man is unnecessary for his empire.

I tried to throw it away, but I managed to stop it.

We must now fight the rebels in the Imperial Capital.

Killing Count Kermanus could lead to a battle.

We can't waste our time or our generals.

I told myself so and accepted the explanation.

A few hours have passed since then, but the anger is still smoking.

I can't help but think of that love and laughter.

I think I'm going to throw up.

I don't particularly like those eyes.

Her eyes were cloudy with greed and made a fool of her.

"... I'll make you regret it."

Roms squeezed his fist.

Yes, I'll make you regret it right away.

Lead 5,000 generals to the Imperial Capital and lead the Empire to victory.

It can regain its influence on the center.

I'll tell you one thing I don't like when I get my power back.

No, I'm just feeling better.

We have to do something more meaningful.

Think with your arms about what to do.

I came up with something to show off after a while.

That's right. We should use it to show them what happens when they defy us.

That's a great idea.

I feel better and I'm warning you.

Lomus smiled.

"─!"

I walked away from the window and stroked my chest down.

I thought there was someone outside the window, but it was Rome himself in the glass.

No, no, shake your head small.

We haven't regained power yet.

But what will you do after you get it back?

Emperor Alfort's power is not a stone.

Rather, it's fragile.

That's why they rebelled.

Suppression of the insurgency will remain precarious for some time to come.

What are you going to do with Count Kermanus in such a situation?

I admit it, but until the day before yesterday I had decided to meet with Roms.

If I hadn't received the letter, I would still be in the Territory.

If you punish him like that, he will rebel.

We have no choice. We will put Count Kermanus's punishment on hold until the Empire stabilizes.

We can punish them whenever we regain power.

You don't have to hurry.

I don't know, maybe anger will subside over time.

The next moment I thought like that, the boxcarriage swayed a lot.

Was the wheel caught in the mud?

Or is it Sekijo again?

Damn it, Lomus threw up a little bit.

Count Pishalotte was also given permission to pass through the territory.

Even though...

No, there must be a distance to Count Pishalotte's territory.

Then it would be reasonable to assume that the wheel is caught in the mud.

Exhale loudly and leave your weight on the back of your seat.

The next moment, the door opened.

It was the knight who opened the door.

A familiar face.

I'm a member of the advance team.

The rain is blowing in.

I wanted to tell you to close the door, but I can handle it.

"... what do you want?"

"into the territory of the Counts of Kermanus and Pishalotte..."

What, another miscommunication?

Romus interrupted the knight's words.

It makes me very irritable.

Shouldn't we show our strength?

Such an idea goes too far.

Excellent, fascinating idea.

How good would that be?

Unfortunately, we cannot use force.

The priority is to preserve our strength and reach the Imperial Capital as soon as possible.

I can't afford to lose my priority.

I can't help it. It's troublesome, but we'll negotiate again.

Okay...

"No, it's not."

The knight opened his mouth faster than Romus could say.

I feel angry that my words have been blocked.

But I can't let my voice get rough.

You must ask what is different.

N-na-

"Count Pischallotte says he can't pass through the territory."

I get interrupted and irritated.

I am the Commander.

Why, then, do you block your own words?

Tell yourself to calm down.

I am noble and he is a knight.

Things think differently.

We have to treat him with plenty of room.

What the--

The rebels...

"Stay out of my way!"

It was time for Romus to make his voice rough.

At all, it blocks the commander's words.

No, wait.

What did you just say?

Didn't you say the rebels?

What happened to the rebels?

The rebels have taken down the Imperial Capital.

"What happened to Emperor Alfort!?"

"I was defeated by a one-horse fight with Princess Tilia and died....."

"─!"

Lomus took a breath.

My head is pure white.

We stood up to increase the Palatium's influence in order to lead the Imperial Army to victory.

Even though...

"Is that definite information?No, who told you that? "

"Count Pishalotte is a soldier defending his territory."

Ki, maybe it's a fake report?

"It's possible.But you think it's reliable information.Otherwise, I won't shoot an arrow. "

When Romus asked with a trembling voice, the knight turned slightly.

So I found an arrow poking at his back.

I thought we should retreat, but there was doubt.

Too timing.

Is it a false report?

But how do you account for shooting arrows?

It is not a level of miscommunication.

A clear act of hostility.

There must be a reason.

After all, Emperor Alfort is dead.

That's true. If it's a lie...

How far are you right and how far are you lying?

I don't know.

There is no way to confirm it.

Should we retreat or go to the Empire City?

"Lord Lomus, we should leave."

"What!?"

Roms once again roughed up his voice at the knight's words.

"Return to the realm."

"What are you going to do when you get back!?"

"Once Commander Romus returns to the realm, we will be able to make a plea."

I'm not asking who?

It's settled.

To Princess Tilia.

"How many letters have I sent? I don't know what to say..."

"That's when you'll need a general."

You want me to negotiate against the backdrop of force?What if the Empress is ready to fight? "

"That's the time.However, if we can secure our identity here, we won't be able to open it. "

He said, "You're not even fighting, but you have to admit it."

"... yes."

After a long silence, the knight nodded and Rome bit his lips.

Is my lip cut?

The smell of iron spreads into my mouth.

"Is there a possibility of false positives?"

"Not zero"

"Isn't there still a fight going on in the Imperial Capital? In that case..."

Commander Romes!

The knight screamed sharply and drooped his head.

"Please make a decision....."

Gh, Lomus moaned.

Is there no choice but to retreat?

Return to territory and await contact from Princess Tilia.

I would like to dispose of the letter, but it could be a snake.

"Make your decision....."

Uggh, moans again.

Is it true that Emperor Alfort is dead?

Isn't there still an eye to reverse?

Yeah, I know.

You should leave.

Soldiers from Count Pishalotte have attacked.

That's because I don't want Romus to think I'm giving it to Emperor Alfort.

Because I'm desperately trying to survive.

I can trust that desperation.

I can trust you.

Nevertheless, I can't make a decision.

The bet is too big to go back.

I wonder if there are still reversing eyes left.

When I asked myself if there really was a way...

Hostile attack! Hostile attack!

"─!"

The voice echoed and Lomus took a breath.

I wonder if it is Count Pishalotte.

What a shameless man who just broke a promise or attacked.

And this is the territory of Count Kermanus.

"Excuse me."

"No, what are you doing!?"

The knight stepped forward and grabbed Romus's arm.

A protest was raised, but it was pulled out.

"Let go of my hand! I can walk by myself!"

……

Raise your voice again.

But the knight is silent.

Without a word, he dragged Rome to the horse.

Looking around, I saw the soldiers.

Everyone is busy running around.

Hostile attack! Hostile attack!

"What am I supposed to do if I attack an enemy!?"

"A spear! Hold the spear!"

"The opponent is a cavalry! Can you stop with a spear?"

"Cavalry? Is the enemy a cavalry?"

It only looked right and left.

What a bunch of unreliable soldiers.

Your feet are about to relax.

What were you trying to do with these soldiers?

What can they do?

"We will stop it here.Commander Romes, get on your horse and run. "

"It's the enemy!"

Immediately after the knight had Romus grab the rope, the soldiers' voices echoed.

I looked at the voice unexpectedly.

Then a group of cavalry came running.

Cavalry in muddy, dirty uniforms.

Brad Hamar was at the forefront.

"Stop it!"

"Stop!"

"If I don't, I'll give up!"

The knight screams and the soldiers jump out in front of the cavalry.

But some were smashed against the horse, and blown away, and some were slashed from the horse.

The cavalry doesn't seem to be slowing down.

To die in vain.

"Warlord, please run!"

"─!"

The knight shouted and Rome jumped on the horse.

No, I climbed.

It was because of the heavy armor.

Hah! Shake the rope.

The horse stood on a pole and Lomus stuck to it.

A horse runs out of space.

Looking behind his shoulders, the knight was about to fall.

The enemy cavalry killed him.

The knight falls to the ground.

But there was a sword in his hand.

I didn't let him go even if he killed me.

Desperate - yes, he was desperate.

Yet I couldn't even buy a little time.

He turned to the front and ran the horse.

Enemy! Enemy attack!

The screams echo.

It's not a voice from behind.

It's a voice from the front.

Romus almost cried.

I betrayed Count Kermanus.

No, I must have been going to betray you from the beginning.

That's why I stopped.

I feel that way.

Why do I have to see this?

It was supposed to work this time.

Yet Romus is defeated without a fight.

We have no choice but to flee back to our territory and wait for the opportunity to open our mouths.

"Why is this happening...."

When Romus murmured, the horse stood up again.

I was surprised by the soldier who jumped out of the side.

If I don't shake it off, I stick with it.

But now it's been switched off.

He choked back to the ground.

I can't breathe.

My vision seeps with tears.

"The Warlord is down!"

"Run!"

Wait, I wanted to tell you not to run away.

But I couldn't make a sound.

Soldiers must be on the run.

Footsteps resonate.

"Damn it! What are we going to do when the Warlord dies first?"

"You're acting randomly!I can't do it at all! "

"That's why I didn't want to come!Stupid nobility! "

"You don't need my help?"

"The opponent is the Knights of the Kimikaze?I don't want to die in vain. "

That's true, too.

You can be scolded.

But there are no soldiers trying to help Roms.

Remember the knight who confronted the cavalry the other day.

Unfortunately, I realized that I had lost something I couldn't afford.

Breathing is finally easier.

I remember wearing armor to wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.

Eyes blinking.

When his vision came back, Brad looked down at Rome from the horse.

Quiet down from the horse.

Had it not been for this time, I would have seen it.

It worked so well.

"─!"

Roms stood up and tried to pull out his sword.

I thought it was a big sword at least until I couldn't win.

But I couldn't pull out the sword.

Stagger, butt mochi.

Brad pushed his chest in the palm of his hand.

"Duke of Palatium, I will take you into custody."

"─!"

Roms opened his mouth in an attempt to curse Brad.

You tried, coward. You dirty old aristocrat.

Aren't you ashamed to be obsessed with the riser?

I tried to curse him, but his tongue just trembled.

I had no choice but to close my mouth.

Besides, what should I do when I scold you?

The winning or losing is obvious from just looking at the standing position.

A curse in this situation is nothing but a loser's howl.

Loser.

Yeah, that's right.

I lost.

I was defeated without a fight.

What a miserable defeat.

The moment I accepted the fact that I had been miserably defeated, I was exhausted.

My head is drooping.

The voice of the soldiers, the feeling of rain, the smell of mud - they all have no sense of reality.

Everything felt fine.

Oh, no, there's only one thing that doesn't matter.

Roms looked up at Brad.

"Can I just have one?"

"if you can answer me."

"Why did I lose?"

……

Ask, Brad is silent.

The eyebrows are hard to reach.

Quietly open your mouth after a while.

"Because you didn't know how to do everything you could."

"... oh, really?"

After a long silence, he nods and falls again.

I did everything I could, but it wasn't enough.

At least Brad doesn't think Romus did everything he could.

Oh, I see.

Lomus murmured again.

After the civil unrest, the Palatium's power faded.

I thought it was because I wasn't given the opportunity to fight.

But maybe it wasn't.

Now there was a way to get a chance to fight.

You could have used your power, you could have stacked up your money.

I could have threatened him.

You could have acted on your own.

I was able to create an opportunity to fight.

I wasn't given a chance.

Oh, my God, that's funny.

I couldn't fight because I didn't do anything.

I remember Count Kermanus and Count Pishalotte.

They are ashamed, but I'm sure they were doing everything they could.

No shame, no hearing, just acting to keep the house alive.

That means desperate.

The difference in perception of full effort divided the light and dark.

I remember Alfred's words.

He regarded Romus as dangerous.

I don't want to stand under the wind of the new aristocracy, but it seems to be making sense.

Apart from the words of the new nobleman, he was right.

I sincerely agree now.

That will look dangerous.

Somehow, it didn't seem to him that Roms was doing everything he could.

You didn't even look like you were thinking about things.

I was going to do my best.

However, there was a big difference between my efforts and those of others.

Without realizing it, I ran along the path of doom.

Hahah, laugh.

I had no choice but to laugh.