Magic Robot Aluminare

A week from my first meeting with that mighty princess. At last or finally, there was a victory parade, a medal ceremony and a Kingsguard appointment ceremony, and a parade day that I didn't know what was meant to be.

We, the 31st Armunale Regiment, the 1st Kingsguard Armunale Battalion and the 2nd Princess Guard, are waiting for us at the city gate that leads to the Central Avenue of Wangdu.

In addition to our troops, there were a number of units that could move out of the units that were active in that battle, and there were three Armunales lined up around the gate and many Magic Cars. Batis' troops are also joining the line of this parade today. Unfortunately, Leon's troops were unable to participate because of overlapping security shifts.

Members of the pilot, starting with me, continue on Armunale down Central Avenue to Royal Castle, and members of the squad are tasked with waving at the people who have come to see the parade from the jeep-shaped demon-guide cars driven by the soldiers.

The parade continues all the way inside the royal castle, from which the general public cannot enter, and it is announced that the heavy towns of the country will be there to celebrate the award and then we will be close guards of Princess Ines.

"Well, it's time. All ahead at slight speed!

With the voice of the Commander-in-Chief, the jeep on which the Commander-in-Chief was at the head moves slowly. And with it, the gates of the ever closed King's Capital open, and at the same time, the crackling cheers of the people shake my fuselage billibly.

Damn, it's in the fuselage, so it's done with this degree of voice, but the people in the jeep are in trouble. Why can't we even have a conversation next door?

Tons of fireworks and cheers, and if you step onto Fanfare's rattling central street, people are packed so tightly on both sides of the road that there is no foot trail, waving at the knights going down the street.

Everyone in the squad is waving back to answer that too, but if you look closely, the expression is tight. Well, of course you do. I've never been greeted with such a big cheer.

As I slowly watched everyone as I proceeded through the fuselage, the commander-in-chief in the previous car sent me a signal in something like sign language.

"Yes, sir."

When the fuselage's hand is gently raised to answer that signal, the pilot is changed to simple automatic mode and the cockpit hatch is opened.

I mean, look at me, too.

Well, Armunale flower shapes. You can't be a pilot and a recipient of today's award ceremony without showing any face.

Incidentally, simplified automatic mode is a manoeuvring mode that can only be really simple instructions, and if I say so, it is a system for parades. You think Karine wrote it on purpose on the physical operator (Sense Board) just for today? Thank you.

If you open the hatch, the loud cheer, which was indirect, is tapped directly at the skin. I accidentally wanted to block my ear, but I put up with it a lot more and went out of the hatch to the shoulder of the fuselage.

"Wowwwwwww!!!

The moment I show up, the cheer grows.

Yeah, I know exactly what those faces were pulling on. Like this, everyone gets scared.

As we smile and wave at the gaze of curiosity that is directed at us, we take more than twenty minutes down Central Avenue to progress slowly.

In the meantime, I was casually looking around the audience and I was attacked with discomfort.

See the same place again to explore its discomfort. And now I was able to capture that discomfort firmly.

"He..."

A gorgeous parade. Citizens are all out dressed more stylishly than usual, and the roads are adorned with gorgeous colors.

Behind the audience in that. There's only one spot of dirt in the shadow of the building.

It's an unknown shadow of gender wearing a hooded borromont deep. It looks like a woman systematically, but there are as many small men as there are, and it's hard to tell. The shadow is heterogeneous to the people of this town, and it doesn't even look like a traveler. As if, a hood worn deep enough to be reluctant to be known about his face highlights his suspiciousness.

I gently move my left hand and send a signal as I wave to the audience with my right hand. That's a signal to privately clothed soldiers all over town.

This is a parade. Secure the movement of secret detectives and domestic dangerous elements from other countries. In anticipation of that, we secretly hid some cipher in the movement of our left hand so that we could convey the information to the soldier in private clothes.

And out of the audience, the soldiers who saw my left arm move quietly.

I checked it and took my gaze off the suspicious shadow.

It's a guard job from here on out.

Will you wave a little harder later?

As I watched the gates of the royal castle slowly approaching, I began to wave again.

It takes more than enough to finally arrive at the Royal Castle.

The tempo from there accelerates at once and we enter the castle in a rush to arrive and prepare for a glimpse.

His Majesty has already stood by in the blink of an eye, so we must hurry to the best of our ability.

It's quite surreal to see the thirty-one squadrons rushing down the fluffy castle corridors at the same time, ahead of the Commander-in-Chief. Well, the most surreal thing is Mr. Bodwan being pushed by a wheelchair.

I mean, you've barely left the hallway running since I came to this castle.

With that in mind, we arrive at the entrance between the sights.

I breathed lightly and the Commander-in-Chief nodded to the soldier at the door.

"Commander-in-Chief of the Armunale Squad, Commander-in-Chief Sam Solomon, as well as Count Logwell Bodwan. Thirty-first Armunale Squad has arrived!

When the soldier tells him inside aloud, the door in front of him slowly opens.

In the front, the royalties line up, and the high-ranking aristocracy and heavy towns of the country line up unevenly from close proximity to the royalty.

Ahead of the Commander-in-Chief, he advances with a slight tension into it, stopping on his knees on the way to the red carpet.

As the Commander-in-Chief shifted aside, he lined up in a line of nobles. From here on out, it's a medal ceremony, and the main thing about it is that it's going to be us.

His Majesty, who confirmed that we knelt, slowly rises out of the chair and somehow begins his speech for all.

But you can't afford to ask us that. In this straining of tension, just focus your consciousness on how you can stay quiet on your face without losing your posture and just wait for your speech to end.

And His Majesty's speech concludes.

"Then I award the Lion Medal to the two men who have had glorious results in this war. Bodwan, Erdo, make it easy."

In His Majesty's words I rise and rest. Mr. Bodwan, unable to stand, put the wheelchair forward a short while and strained his chest.

"Give two brave knights the Lion Medal."

"Ha."

"Yes."

At His Majesty's direction, two figures descend from the upper seat where the royals are.

One is a good young man in his mid-twenties. It is Darius Norbert Faital, the First Prince. And the other one who came down had a slight look on my face but it caught on.

It was Ines the Second Princess who came down from her seat with the medal in her hand.

The expression is nico, and no one thinks it's that natural flower garden Merchant woman if she keeps her mouth shut.

But I know because I'm the one Princess Ines swung at. That face is about something!?

Waiting for Princess Dia to come in front of her as she slowly and unpleasantly sweats around her neck.

And a lion medal was worn on Mr. Bodwan's chest one foot away. At the same time, applause is received from everyone gathered.

"You did a good job. I hear you'll be an academy instructor in the future. I leave it to you, children in charge of the future of our country"

Mr. Bodwan bows deeply to the words of the First Prince, who has a kind voice like a good young man.

And my turn came.

Princess Ines stood before me with an unchanging smile and put her medal on my chest. Don't tell me you were relieved inside without being stabbed with a needle.

Well, what am I going to say!

"I heard about your rare work. Please continue to use that power to the fullest for this country."

............... is that it? Normal.

I just waited and waited to see what would come, clapping out at too many normal words. I almost forgot to bow accidentally, but I manage to get me back, kneel down, and drool.

"This concludes the award ceremony. At the same time, an appointment ceremony will be held. Ines, hold the sword."

"Yes, Father"

To His Majesty's words, the nobles at the end, who had only been informed of the medal ceremony, gave a slight twist.

As if to dare ignore it, Princess Ines came back to us again with the luxurious sword that was at her disposal.

"Ines will also be fifteen this year. Therefore, I intend to entrust my official duties one by one in the future. In keeping with that, I announce that I will keep the face of the Thirty-first Armunale Squad here as Ines' Kingsguard Armunale Squad. Any objections?

Heavy towns, who had been informed of it beforehand, begin to applaud it calmly. The nobles began to applaud in haste to follow it.

In this state, I cannot object to it now. It is merely an immediate endorsement not to work the king's disrespect.

"You don't seem to have one. Okay, Ines, let's start the ritual."

"Yes."

When Princess Ines comes before me, she tells me to stand up.

I stood up as I was told, facing the princess from the front.

"I, the Second Princess of the Kingdom of Faithal, Inés Norbert Faithal, want them to be my Kingsguard, my sword, my shield, together."

Princess Ines offers me the sword in her hand. This is the ritual to be the Kingsguard of this country.

In previous life, knights stood close to the Lord, but slightly different in this world.

In this world, the Lord asks the knight, and the knight accepts it. In doing so, let the LORD give the sword to the man who will be the Kingsguard, and let him guard it with his sword.

They used to give away practical famous swords, but now they just shape-shape them and pretend to give them swords of national treasure. At the end of the ritual, the sword is retrieved again.

"Together, I vow to protect Inés even if we turn him into this body."

I uttered a certain word and received my sword from Princess Ines.

His Majesty, who saw it, releases the word.

"Thirty-first Armunale Squad now belongs to the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion and makes the troops the Second Princess Guard! New Kingsguards, ask for my daughter."

"Your Majesty, leave the room!

At the end of all the rituals, His Majesty immediately followed the room through the door next to the upper seat.

"Later, then."

That's how Princess Ines leaves the room behind too.

This is how I stayed nervous. My parade was supposed to finally come to an end... and it was supposed to be -

"Oh, this is under the castle! You're out of the cage here!

"Uh, well, yeah"

"We need to take a quick eating walk. Canaries back in the wild will starve if they don't pick their bait"

Yeah, well, pets mostly starve to death when they go back into the wild, right?

I take my wallet out of my pocket with that in mind for a throw.

Next to me was Princess Ines, who sparkled her eyes, and Angus, who looked like a bitter maid of laughter.

And a short distance awaits a large number of private clothing soldiers with everyone in the Kingsguard, including Mr. Ritz.

Why is the princess trying to fish for an outdoor shop in Castle Town? The reason is simple.

"We got a Kingsguard on us, so why don't we go out of town? That's what your brother did."

That's what the second prince was doing, and this old lady has forcibly taken her consent.

Wouldn't the first assignment on the first day of your appointment make it too difficult to escort the princess to sightseeing or something!?

Well, the princess barely showed her face to the people until she was an adult, so there's almost zero chance of her face getting splashed, but the one who targets the royal family would know about her face, and she can't lose her mind.

"Oh, it's delicious. Fat chicken tastes so good. Unlike me, he must have flown gracefully around nature. That's why it's so delicious."

I know you're probably free, too. Besides, chickens don't fly.

"Come on, where shall we go next? That's a lot to look at."

"So how about embroidery dewstores, etc? Handkerchiefs with colorful and vibrant embroidery are just fun to watch."

Proceed to the princess who sees where Angus seems to be good in the near field.

"Nice embroidery. I've had plenty of time, too. When I embroidered a realistic male organ for nothing, my teacher slapped me."

"I take that for granted..."

What are you doing... this lower princess of a story.

"When you wipe your mouth with an embroidered handkerchief of a male organ, you feel treacherous, don't you? You want to try, too?

"Uh... I'll think about it"

"Turn it down there!

"'Cause, Mr. Eldo!

You can no longer stand the princess's rampage, Angus is in tears.

Damn, Angus still treats Princess Ines like a princess. I should have firmly taught you that this is just a brain flower garden bastard!

"Oh, what's the dewstore over there?

"Hey, Master Button! Don't move around on your own!

The button is a pseudonym for Princess Ines. Exactly because if you give it a name, the chances of finding out will jump.

Princess Inez moves through the crowd in a familiar motion and moves on. Why are you used to it... you're more of a person in a position to crack a hedge and move on like a ground crack!

The crowd pushes me and I get a little distance from Princess Ines. At that moment, there was a scream in the crowd.

I look out for Angus, activate the magic and jump high.

When Angus immediately catches up with Princess Ines with his previous manoeuvre, he hugs Princess Ines up with disrespect and turns her down and throws her away at me.

I catch Princess Ines flying in and see where she screams. There was a man swinging a knife there.

And then try to fit it in and see a few guys jumping out of the alley on the other side.

It's the Yang Dynasty that's raging. If so, it is likely that the princess of the flower garden here is being targeted now.

"Oh, wolves have gathered when they hear my beauty."

"Sounds like a lot of room."

Despite being thrown by Angus, Princess Ines is clinging to my hips in a calm manner.

I landed on a nearby roof and asked as I lowered Princess Ines, wary of what was going on downstairs.

"It's only natural that beasts gather in canaries. I guess my beauty looks like a delicious prey to them. It's sin to be beautiful."

You're a canary or a pet store nine-goose, you are. Birds that are occasionally made to remember dirty words like that ohayo or connitiva.

"And I just wanted to say that those are extras that your father prepared. Today's outing is all about trying you out."

"Is that what happened? So, what's the result?

"You passed. I've never been caught so fast when I left on purpose. Besides, it was great throwing without hesitation."

Apparently, we got a pass score.

Downstairs, private clothes soldiers have already seized the extra men. The festival is noisy, but there are no injuries and they will soon be swallowed up by the noise.

"When you're done with your exam, you have to go home."

The princess frowned a little unfortunately.

"I have no choice. Come back when you get the chance."

"Right. Let's go back to the castle and embroider it. Now let's use a female genitalia as a motif."

……

"I'll give it to you, won't I?

"I don't want to."

I categorically refused a gift from the Princess.

Let Angus comfort you later. I'm tired, it's my first day...