My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

Harold, who returned to King's Capital after his exams, had his head troubled about how he could make contact with Justus as he spent his days working in chores and training as usual while waiting for the reward of accepting or failing.

The Wang Capital has an institute in Justus, and even in the game he was taking a trip to the Royal Castle. You can make it if you want to create an opportunity to make contact.

But without being alert, adding the condition that the difficulty jumps. Justus' plan is top secret, and even if someone is incorporated into the process and used, the core part should be done by individuals.

Above all, Harold has grasped the full extent of such a top-secret plan. There is also the danger of dealing with geniuses and being able to discern that fact from words and deeds.

Then I might use all means to try to seal Harold's mouth.

"Ha......"

Then you can just poke surprises and catch them, which is also risky.

The primary concern is the extent of the earth's erosion. Assuming that the earth's erosion is progressing even if we could have captured Justus, we wouldn't be able to stop him if it wasn't for him at this stage.

"... Rudd"

But it is never possible for Justus to cancel the plan himself. Even if he throws his own life out, Justus tries to fulfill his aspirations.

Plus, I don't even think I can defeat “that power" by myself if I'm awakened.

It is also conceivable that if we do poorly, the continent will collapse without waiting for the liners to become active.

There's not enough evidence to catch Justus in the first place. It's not hard to imagine having Fincent and the others unravel the whole plan without too much clapping to get it to work properly.

Who believes in the Yotai tale that Yustus is trying to resurrect the dead by replacing the world with aspirators, etc.?

"Harrol -"

"Shut up."

Block calls to oneself that have been repeated since earlier. There was also a limit to ignoring them when they persistently called me names.

He stops his sword-wielding arm and turns reluctantly to Sid, the Lord of the Voice.

"Oh, my God, you noticed."

Even surprisingly, Sid says that.

I train in the shadows of hatred and not one son, so as soon as someone gets here, I'll know. Best spot to be me, being dim behind abandoned houses and bushes that used to be like horse barns.

When it comes to why we train in places like this, it's because we've become entangled in training grounds lately as well. You thought you could publicly hurt yourself by calling it training.

It was decided that being entangled here would not be a nuisance to the surroundings.

"Naturally. I was just listening."

"You're worse that way."

Absolutely. I just have to give up because it's a mouth I can't even fix, though.

Harold continued the conversation through Sid's penetration.

"So, what can I do for you?

Sid, pointing at the water, bowed his head in momentum. It is a deep thank you for bending your hips at right angles.

To Harold, who faces such a sudden action in his heart, Sid offered:

"Please, put an archery on us!

Harold often loses his word.

Sure, Sid, not yet in public, but he's still been polishing his strengths enduring rigorous training as a knight for three years. That's how he got new, and that's how he wished for Harold, who was six years younger.

Pretty unexpected as the person being wished for.

"It's a blind eye, face up. Who are we referring to in the first place?

"It's me, Robin and Irene."

After all, the offer seems to be the usual threesome.

Hearing that, Harold sighed without even hiding it. It was the thought of "him and the others" that was put in there.

"Where did those two go?

"We're on a tour of the city. So I came here to ask you alone, but this is our idea."

Until then, I can only be confused if they ask me to help. Probably because Harold doesn't have the technology to teach them.

Needless to say, the foundation as a Knights member has a day long for Sid and the others, and vice versa, as Harold, I'm just baffled if I'm so relied upon.

There's no way there's a definite tech theory just trying to recreate the movement in the game, and what do I tell you to teach in such a state?

That is Harold's untrue state of mind. But it's not like there's any advantage in taking steps to help Sid and the others get stronger.

Three people, Sid, Robinson and Irene, could lose their lives in battle two years from now. And Harold was still dying to decide whether to help them or not, ready to destroy the original. I don't even know if it's an event that Harold could do something about in the first place.

It's been over a month since I met Sid and the others. There are many opportunities to deepen rapport with something, and I don't want them to die if I can.

It should not be in vain to strengthen them in order not to be in a situation where it is already too late when you are ready to help.

"... fine. Bring the other two here tomorrow."

"Oh, thank you!

After a little trouble, Harold decided to accept the matter. Whatever you fall in the future, it should help you deal with the situation.

And there are other thoughts. You won't be punished for using Sid and the others.

The day after I responded all over my intentions.

We were lonely, and in a dim space there was a large area of eight people. The breakdown is three Sids and five of the 94th grade squad, including Harold.

Although Sid and Isaac have no face-to-face subtle air, Harold ignored such a thing and cut the story out.

Okay, here we go.

There was no foreword or explanation, and all of a sudden those words came out of nowhere. Each of the seven of them looks at each other and is bewildered by this.

"What do you do first to get started?

"Through the sword. Call me, all of you."

"Huh!? You lick too much of anything!

The Lord of the Voice was Irene, the only woman. Though it was a voice that was not like a B woman.

I know how it feels to react unexpectedly, but I don't have a mouth to explain why. Most importantly, once to show off all sorts of things, it's actually quick to fight.

"Don't answer that."

I can't explain what kind of conversion took place and how angry it became. Then all the faces turned blue at once.

While I wonder if I'm scared enough to do this just because I'm somewhat awesome. If that's the case, I'm convinced that people don't usually lean in.

Even if a troublesome human being releases himself to intimidation even if he is just tangled up in seniors, it would be natural for a common sense person to avoid passing by.

"Miscellaneous fish are like miscellaneous fish. Bring in a party. I'm going to tell you that it's still unreachable."

Now provoke me as I bite my own self. This one-on-many is the situation Harold wanted.

I've dealt with multiple monsters by myself before, but I've never fought multiple humans at the same time. I wanted to have some combat experience with a large number of people for later.

Either way, there's a chance you'll have to deal with the main party alone.

"I will use you as my stepping stone. If you want to be strong, learn from the fight against me and let me steal it. Well, I don't think so."

No, I laugh at all the pushing.

"... superior."

He stared at Harold as Sid threatened him and pulled out his sword. Everyone enters a state of battle to follow it.

Whatever you say, it's an excellent race to be gathered in the Knights. No one's ever been so vain and out of their minds.

"That's fine. Scratch me. Enjoy yourself."

In the wake of that line, a disturbing battle began between the eight of them.

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"- The report will be over."

Complete the report of this final study in which Sacriss was specially conducted.

Those gathered to determine whether or not to accept the exam in response to it speak of their feelings. I guess I am not least surprised by the content of the report just made.

Mostly about Harold's high strength and unknown monster-like existence. Some of them express skepticism about the content of the report.

In front of them like that, Fincent cut the tantrum.

"As you've heard, Harold is young because of his age, but he outranks the squadron leader class if his strength is all he has. We also see something extraordinary in command, so it will be possible to develop him more quickly by officially assigning him to the unit and cultivating experience in action."

"Fincent, I understand your thoughts. Even for me, I think the education plan makes sense."

It was Millstrum who commanded the formation of the Knights of the Holy Kings. When you narrow your eyes, the wrinkles in your deeply carved eye area that give you a sense of life distort.

Millstrum asks Fincent, not as sharp as shooting through, but still putting together the compressing air.

"But on the other hand, I also feel that it is only slightly sudden. Due to the nature of Harold I listen to, I'm pretty sure I'll have a wave of wind in my relationship with my surroundings. You're still young, and it's not too late to take the time to teach around it.

"What you say is best. And because there are troops that are good at correcting it, it's up to me to make this proposal."

"Let me hear it"

"Ha. I don't think Lord Millstrum knows..."

Fincent explains the situation surrounding Harold now.

That Harold overwhelmed seniors one after the other in a one-horse race that he called his entrance exam. That it is likely to buy resentment from some and persist in committing assault.

That many humans keep Harold away because of it are isolated. That it would also be difficult to relate to your surroundings in this state.

"... I see. You mean early incorporation into a unit that doesn't have bad feelings for Harold? Maybe we can build trust in the troops alone."

"Yes. And Cody, whom I recommend, is a man of great personal mastery. Especially to build a relationship with those below. No one is more human than him. Most importantly, it was Cody who solicited Harold, and he seemed familiar with the team, and he was making fun of it."

It is somewhat served. From what Shannon told me, it seems a schematic that Sid is basically persistently entangled in the rare face of Harold, and that Robinson and Eileen are watching over it with fright and bitterness.

Still, I'm guessing he's also somewhat open-minded that Harold hasn't shown you the kind of attitude that makes him intrusive.

"And it's lamentable. Harold's words and deeds don't make sense, but I don't know if there are any undeserved men in the Knights who would put their power shortages on the shelf."

"This is the point of immorality. Any person who attempts to commit an assault against him will be punished appropriately as soon as it is found out. We're also confirming that some of you are instigating an assault on Harold."

"If you're moving, you can't pinch your mouth. So, let's get back to it, while we gain experience in the assignment of troops, we can also avoid the wind that blocks personality correction and objection from the surroundings, right?

"Yes, I know it wasn't impressive, but you may consider it a measure not to crush Harold's talent."

A human being who was on the spot in one of his words squeals at the same time. He openly said that he would treat Harold as a special person, making equal decisions about everyone, who is famous for his work.

And understand. A boy named Harold has such a rare gift that he puts it on his shoulder.

"... Fincent, is that the talent you fell in love with so much? Then I have nothing more to say. Approve formal troop enlistment."

"Thank you for understanding"

No one challenged Millstrum's decision. Harold's joining the Cody squad was officially decided.

Until this point, Fincent's aim was right, but at the end of the day, there was to be a cross spear in there that I didn't envisage.

Gachari, and the conference room door is opened. It was a middle-aged man with a protruding stomach who appeared only in solidarity with "excuse me" without a meeting.

"I'm suddenly sorry, you guys. But there's a rookie in there who can count on something."

"Yeah, delightfully. By the way, what can I do for you, Lord Harrison?

"I'm interested because he says he's deciding to treat the child. I didn't mean to water you, but there was talk of a boat crossing, and I'm sorry to bother you."

Harrison laughed a lot more about the vacancy without saying no to anyone, what was funny as he rubbed his belly.

What a transverse attitude.

"Can you be specific?

"It's a kind of sentry mission. It's not urgent or dangerous, but it's a long way from here. We have to go all the way along the border."

"That's hard to do again."

"But if it's near the border, there must be someone on a regular sentry mission?

Several branches of the Knights have been established in the country because the headquarters of the Wang capital alone cannot respond quickly. When things happen, we are supposed to move together, but the case that can be dealt with by the branch alone is basically resolved there, and the information comes up to the headquarters with ex-post reports.

Sentinel duties in the vicinity of the border should be the normal business of the branch.

"I haven't heard from them asking for backup. There seems to be a lot of noise in the Bertis Forest lately, and I'd like to investigate it with my back in it, but I think there's enough personnel."

"I haven't received any such reports to me...?

"What, is that true? Maybe there was a mistake somewhere."

Harrison with his arms together and his little neck tilted.

It even looked whiter somewhere, but more than that, Harrison's line contained words I couldn't miss hearing.

"By the way, speaking of the Bertis Forest, the land inhabited by the Star Chant" Stella "tribe. Easy to get in."

Star Wing "Stella" clan. The oldest people on the continent, also known as the people of the stars.

In the past the people of the stars, who dominated the entire continent, also reduced their numbers after years of repeated power struggles while extremes of luxury. It is now a mysterious nation where very few surviving descendants live in a narrow, closed community.

I have such a history, but I am extremely reluctant to interfere with other peoples.

It would be rebellious quite strongly if we were to investigate the Bertis Forest. There is also a danger that if we try to push it through, it will develop into combat.

Once again Harrison answered Millstrum's query of concern, shaking his belly as he seemed to be good at it.

"We are currently negotiating there. Well, we're not breaking into their living quarters, and there's no problem if we talk about it beforehand. Let's get down to business here, but I was wondering if you could accompany the newcomer on that sentry assignment."

"... may I ask why?

"No matter how good it is, suddenly putting it into action would be risky, wouldn't it? As explained, this sentry mission is less dangerous. If it's a long-term investigation, it'll take longer to deal with the rest of the crew. Isn't that the right assignment to take part in for the first time?

Harrison's words do make sense. Even as Fincent, I didn't intend to drive Harold to the task for which battle was required from the beginning.

On top of that, it's true that I wanted him on the mission early. Seeing through the thoughts of Fincent like that, Harrison probably referred to this proposal as a "boat to cross”.

My concern is why Harrison is so cooperative.

His position is that of chief executive, a man who brings together both the Knights and the National Army, so to speak, who controls the military power of this country.

However, the Knights and the National Army do not fit sleigh. The main cause of this is the widespread perception that the Knights are above the national army.

Originally, the Knights and the National Army do not go up or down, but are equal as an organization. Then when it comes to why such recognition is widespread, it is largely due to the difference in opportunities to be active.

The Knights can move actively against a variety of things, but the National Army is passive because defensive missions will be the main ones, and there are few big ones in the first place.

The image of the Knights as a florist and the National Army as plain has taken root.

Very often those who actually go for the Knights and fall into the exam join the National Army. Because they also recognize that the Knights are better than the National Army.

Exposed to such a tide, Harrison has a climbing career from National Army affiliation to the Commander. He has been burning his sense of confrontation with the Knights since he was a member of the National Army. It is also said as an anecdote that "the resentment that failed to join the Knights rose to power”.

His true meaning is only known to him, but in view of what he has said and done so far, it is seen everywhere in the verses that see the Knights as enemies.

I don't mind the way you say it, but I'm suspicious. One or two of the doubts comes to mind when it comes to being cooperative.

It was not so Harrison-like an event.

"... right. Let's consider it."

Because Harrison's intentions could not be read, but there was no positive reason to decline the story, Fincent answers that for the first time. When he heard it, Harrison left behind the conference room, saying, "I think I could help you."

And in a few months' time, Harold's name will be inscribed on the roster for that sentry assignment.