Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"It's been a while since I've had a slow meal with you like this, Cecily."

Guiden Arklite broke his mouth as he ran a knife into a beef vanilla grill.

Cecily Arklite, sitting face-to-face, returns a soft smile with a glass of primed water in one hand.

"Right, Grandpa."

Holy day.

Cecily was supposed to have dinner with her grandfather, Guiden, and came to Jing Lamb Pavilion before noon.

The journey was on foot, not in a carriage, due to the intention of my grandfather.

He wanted to take a leisurely walk through the city with his grandson.

By the way, upon arrival, Sieg and Hilgis, who accompanied us, politely declined Guiden's invitation to attend and rolled out to the city.

"I can't get a holiday together."

Guiden leaks his exhale carelessly.

"Sometimes enough to show your face to the Mansion, at best."

Guiden Arklite.

He is Cecily's grandfather and serves as the swordsmanship guide for the Holy King.

The face is engraved with deep wrinkles, but the fitting face of the word Still Firm.

The sharpness of the eye light remains the same.

Though the spine is slightly bent, the body is healthy itself.

"He'll be pompous when he dies, but he'll probably be much better until then."

My grandmother, who died five years ago, had a reputation for her husband.

"Nevertheless, Cecily looks good in whatever she wears."

"hehe, thank you"

Cecily responded with a humble grin to Guiden breaking up her rapport.

Today's outfit was the same as the day we first invited Crohiko to the Mansion.

I just re-tailored it the other day.

It's clothes that I have unpleasant memories of, but also clothes that I personally like, and I really didn't feel like throwing them away.

"By the way, have you been busy lately?

"It's a little bit about the reorganization of the Kingsguard these days. I don't know what the face of the house looks like when I have to... I don't care about appointments like that."

Guiden is not comfortable with aristocratic social imperfections or their unique sense of sequence.

The Holy King also tried several times to give it more title than it is now, but his grandfather had rejected it all (would it also be unique to Guiden, who is said to be the wife of the Holy King, to turn it down and not have a horn here).

If the title rises, it will be more trouble than it is now.

My grandfather had a verse that he thought that way.

"Did someone cry to you again?

Guiden behind his ears looking troublesome.

"Sort of."

Guiden Arklite's position in the castle is strong and, above all, his trust from the Holy King is particularly thick.

So much so that it is rumored that, in part, she is more trusted than her wife, the Queen, etc.

"But I didn't know this' scoundrel 'Guiden would be in a position to be cried out by the palace servants. At the time, the Knights could have fallen."

The person in question does not try to elaborate, but the young Guiden, when he was part of the Knights of the Holy Tree, was called a 'villain'.

At the time, the Knights of the Holy Tree called it 'noble purity', but Guiden said it was as if he were a man of the opposite faith.

"If you can win a fight with nobility or purity, you can't take care of it."

It seems that Guiden Arklite on his youth day was a man who preferred methods of warfare that could have been defamed with cowardice.

He was a man who would do anything to win.

When was this?

A man who knew Guiden at the time had leaked that to Cecily in the booze seat.

But it was also true that Renouncered had spared the crisis in the past thanks to its' villains'.

I hear that after Guiden's activism, the Knights' air gradually changed as well (though it still seems that when Guiden retired from the Knights and the days of peace lasted for a long time, the Knights became 'yawdy' again).

"Your uncle works too much. If I were you, it wouldn't be strange if I were retired already."

"Well, while complaining, there are aspects that I like and do. Well, if Non is gone, while Wagnus is gone, Rodeot... the Holy King will be fine."

court magician Wagnus Renowsphere.

He is also the father of Makina Renowsphere, the dean of St. Renowthread School.

"I'm just wondering if the Wagnus one is a little too serious with that one. If only he'd worn a little more cunning, he'd die in peace."

To live without becoming a convenient puppet requires certain cunning and moderate suspicion.

My grandfather has long told Cecily that.

At first glance it is the castle of Renouncered, reflected in the peace itself, but in fact, various thoughts may be intricately intertwined where they cannot be seen.

I've done it, but Guiden does his hand on my forehead all the time.

"Oh, that's boring."

"No, it's an interesting story"

"Now let me talk to you. What about school?

"Is it a school? Yeah, I thought you were doing pretty well."

Bring a graceful smile.

"It's just... the ruin attack has stopped now because of the anomaly in the Holy Ruins, and as a candidate, it's a little out of hand, though"

"Yeah, right."

That's all I'm saying, Guiden put the fork down.

"As much as I do now... as a candidate, did you say? As for Cecily Arklite: One Person, how about what?

"Hey, are you worried about the example case?

About being smashed to pieces by hibigami by no skin.

It still seems to be in my grandfather's ear as well.

"I blocked it for a while, but it's okay now"

"Hmm... that's more than anything"

Oh, and Cecily thought.

Apparently what you wanted to hear wasn't about the example case.

It is also unusual for my grandfather to make such far-fetched rhetoric.

Is it a hard topic to speak of clearly?

For the time being, Guiden was silently staring at the table.

There is a slight hesitation peeking into silence.

Then the shopkeeper came and started lowering the dishes quickly.

When only the glass remained on the tabletop.

Finally, Guiden opened his mouth.

"Sagara Krohiko, sounds like a name?

The name came out of my grandfather's mouth, and I thought, I see.

He didn't want to hear about the example incident, he wanted to hear about Crohiko.

"... did you know"

"It's not about my beloved grandson. So, the guy... what do you say?

It was a sharp gaze.

Until now, my grandfather has paid off the countless men who have told my grandchildren.

Some of them were edge bickering that Badias brought, but Guiden didn't even admit to socializing on the edge.

Such a story always stops at my grandfather's.

Even when there was an edge conversation with the son of the Five Dukes, his grandfather let him jump.

Thanks to this, there was a gradual decrease in those who stood out and wanted to come into contact with Cecily as a 'lover candidate'.

If you are a woman born as a daughter of nobility, it is not so uncommon to be forced to marry someone you don't even like for the sake of home.

Cecily and I could have been married to some Duke's house by now without my grandfather's presence.

Speaking of which, Cecily was grateful to her grandfather.

However, only now did I find the grandfather horrible.

If my grandfather doesn't admit to me about Crohiko, worst of all, Cecily could be expelled from school.

Slowly, Cecily opened her lips, under the gaze of inquiry.

"To him... to Sagara Krohiko -"

Cecily looked straight at her grandfather as she spit only.

"- Favor, I have. Now I'm still less than my lover, though."

I wonder why.

I kind of hated lying here.

Guiden, who received Cecily's words, looked up at the ceiling and softly took a lid.

"Yeah, right."

After a while he opened his eyes, Guiden said in a pungent manner.

"Finally, have you got someone you can like that with?"

It was an unexpected word.

Because I'm talking about my grandfather, I thought it was something that I was going to be searching for root-digging leaves.

"Cecily."

Seeing a pompous Cecily, my grandfather distorts the edge of his mouth.

"Do you think he's stubborn or something that keeps him away from his grandchildren, no matter what kind of man he is?

Cecily lowered her jaw as she put her apologies on her face.

"... honestly, I thought so"

"You've been paying for the bugs you've been wearing because you've been left alone."

Guiden weighs on his back.

The chair leaned slightly.

"If you're someone you like, you're not going to complain."

"... uncle"

There was a mix of apologies and gratitude for that voice, which came out with an accidental poke in its mouth.

"You have an observational eye that discerns the nature of a person. If that's who you chose for yourself, then it would be a mistake for Noon to speak up. You can do whatever you want...... what? Was that so unexpected?

"Yeah... to tell the truth, it was a surprise. Well, I'm sorry I misunderstood. And thank you."

Cecily smiled softly.

"Grandpa."

After Gaiden rounded his eyes and made his mouth a letter to him, he did his hand to his forehead to shake.

"Ku ~ I knew it was the cutest thing in the world, Cecily the Non...! I'm not that different from Brother Ikesukan!

I smile unexpectedly.

"I've been thinking, does your uncle hate your brother?

"I hate you."

I assured him without evil.

If they say this clearly, Cecily also has to lower her brow butt more.

Elbowing at the table, Guiden fingered around the temple.

"Behavior is the opposite... but those contents look exactly like Noh's when he was young. It may be called two melons. Looking at him, he seems to be poking at me for being such a nasty one."

Cecily's bitter laughter turns into something soft.

I never asked before, but I see, my grandfather seems to have feelings similar to his brother's homophobia.

And at the same time - I'm acknowledging Dearless Arklite, too.

"Your brother is excellent."

"I don't have as much talent as you do."

Once again, unexpected words pop out of my grandfather's mouth, and Cecily circles her eyes.

"Like me, genius?

"What are you surprised about? What Noon and Dearless say is never a compliment, is it? I'm sure you're blessed with the talent that stands out in the Arklight family."

My grandfather's mouth is not the wind I care about.

"I tend to hide with its utterly indispensable beauty, but those who understand know. Whether you treat a sword or a sacred vegetarian, you have a gift. It's not for Badias, for Diaz, or for Non."

"gifted, talented"

Cecily looks at her palm.

Currier.

Hibigami.

Crohiko.

Is it the effect of touching those who are overwhelmed with talent?

I feel like these days have been more of a day to mourn my genius.

That's right.

Just a day of strenuous effort and corruption in filling a little bit of the difference with the talented ones -.

"I hope so."

"Yes, you can handle this if you have one."

To affirm that, Guiden put two swords resting on the sheath on the table.

It's an example.

Cecily took the sword offered.

"Thank you, uncle."

"I don't want to thank you. It's nothing more than a favor from my dear grandson."

I'll take a little blade out of the sheath.

Light moonlight blade.

Transparency as if lemon juice were thinly dissolved in water.

The crystal embedded in the crystal has a glossy blue color.

I notice a name carved into the bottom of the pattern.

His name is - "Fryas".

"Although that holy sword was discovered at the Holy Ruins decades ago, there were only two people in the past who could handle it properly. And those two aren't already in the world. That's how, after their death, Fryas slept all the time in the castle treasure trove...... you know why, Cecily"

Two pairs of swords.

"A pair in two... a special type of holy sword called a double sword"

"Bye. A double-sword-shaped holy sword, demon sword, holy demon sword that produces very rarely...... This double-sword-shaped thing requires very advanced sanctimonic maintenance. The flyas you have now are particularly 'delicate' holy swords."

In the case of double swords requiring sacraments, they do not show true value unless they continue to pour almost the same amount of sacraments into each at all times.

The two swords used by Cecily until now are of the same type.

"Few people are capable of such precise sanctimonic manipulation, and in addition, there is no point in swordsmanship unless they are also good at it. I mean, you have to be blessed with both swords and sanctimonious manipulation."

I let him put two fingers up. I reduced the number of fingers that Guiden put up by one.

"If anyone fits the conditions in this king's capital right now, well, is it about Sogt Sigmsos? But the man has arms, most importantly, the Sochute already has that horrible 'Leviataine'. When that happens, there will be no other candidates for use. Then..."

Ride yourself out so that Guiden can be even naughty.

"You might be able to use Flyas. I've seen Flias wield it before, but if I can use it, it will be a weapon I can rely on."

Cecily put the blade back in the sheath.

"Getting this... though your uncle, didn't he have a pretty hard time?

"Hey, the reward for your day job."

Out of the blue, my grandfather may have gotten this sword as a replacement for taking on the coordinator of the Kingsguard restructuring.

"Grandpa."

Cecily cements her resolve while thanking her grandfather.

"I will definitely use this holy sword"

Guiden gently loosened his eyes.

"You're starting to look good, Cecily. Apparently, school enrollment has worked well for you. Well..."

"Ki, I hear something happened at the North Gate!

Beyond the private room door, I heard a man screaming.

"I just saw the Knights of the Holy Tree rushing towards the North Gate with their horses! Oh, my God, that was so annoying!

Concerned about that persecuted voice, Cecily and Guiden peek through the door of a private room.

I could see the shopkeeper rushing over to the man looking weak.

Whimpering as Guiden touches his jaw.

"Hmm, what is it?

The other guests seem anxious.

And a man with a mustache rose up.

Looking calm, the man gracefully spread his hands.

"Fair enough, ladies and gentlemen, you won't even panic so much. The Knights now lack the main power in the example fort recapture… Some of the remaining saint tree men in the King's capital are the son of the Duke of Troia, the third priest of the Holy Position, the Honorable Vanstos Troia, and, in addition, the experienced Honorable David Hamonis. You won't have to worry about it."

The expression of the anxious guests soothes.

"Oh, right. With Lord Vanstos, you'll be fine."

"I hear the Knights of the Holy Tree are very good today."

"Besides, we trust the Knights of the Holy Tree with all our heart. If you leave it to them, you won't make mistakes first."

The floating air returns to normal.

Cecily just had a strange heartbeat.

My grandfather also has a divine face.

"Hmm... what happened to 'what' in the first place? You think the Imperial and Louvel Argan armies have crossed the border and attacked the King's Capital as it were? Idiot. If the war started, the situation would have passed sooner."

My grandfather is right.

"Because the hell did you show up at the North Gate?

and at that time,

"Everybody, run! This place is dangerous!

The man who jumped into the store with the blood phase was wearing a Knights uniform.

"Danger?"

One of the guests gets up.

"What do you mean, dangerous?

"Shh."

"Shit?"

He raised his face as a group breathing on his leaning shoulder hung their hands on the frame of the door.

"It's a Four Violent Disaster!

As soon as the name came up - the air in the store froze.

Once again, disturbing air spreads to the guests.

"The Four Violent Disasters have appeared in the King's Capital!

Plus one more customer, gets up.

"Are you kidding me!?

"I'm not kidding! What good is it that I, the Knights of the Holy Tree, make jokes like this!?

"But you have the Knights of the Holy Tree! To the north gate, ah, I guess that Vanstos Troia headed for it too!?

"But the Four Felonies. Hey, you certainly weren't even the daughter of Renowsphere, known as Chief Sochute or Wangdu's most powerful surgical use, were you?

"Even those Imperial Army monsters are so scared to notice and quit the war..."

The concentration of fear and anxiety increases in the air in the store.

"Or there's no way you can win!

One guest shouted in panic.

"Whatever you think, you're not a human winnable opponent! The slaughter... the slaughter begins!

"I thought you weren't coming to the King's Capital, how come the Four Felonies are now in the King's Capital!

"I don't like it! I don't want to die!

He uttered pessimism and even came out to those with heads.

"Now the Knights of the Holy Tree will be escorting you to the evacuation district! After that, it's probably on Keelsinia territory - no, later that story! Come on, hurry up anyway!

The decree of the members triggered the breakdown.

The guests scream ahead and out of the store, jumping out onto the street.

and one of the members noticed Cecilies watching from the private room.

"Dear Guiden - Ah... let it be, Cecily Arklite?

When Cecily met with a smiling mix, the group stopped with their cheeks dyed and their mouths half-opened.

I have a cough like Guiden blames.

"I know it hurts to be seen by my grandchildren, but now is not the time."

"Oh, no... I was never, ever, ever seen"

The sayings scratch their heads in a state of excuse.

Please, both of you, evacuate with us.

"You're pretty sure it's the Four Homicides, aren't you?

Members affirm Guiden's question.

Watch what's going on outside, Guiden.

"What is Four Felonies? more so when there is no Sochute or Dearless,"

"What shall we do, uncle?"

"I see... Société et al. may not yet be aware of this. Let's stop by the mansion once."

Cecily and the others were set to head to the Arklight family mansion.

Guiden comes out of the store a little late.

He was weaving his loose coat with feathers.

The crew and the guests are already gone.

Guiden stared at the direction of the North Gate as he laid his hands on the pattern of his waist sword.

"I'd like to believe that Davido and Vanstos would do it."

There was a slight stray in my grandfather's expression.

Are you wondering if you should go to the North Gate?

"My uncle is at the North Gate."

"No, Non also goes to the mansion. Those are... probably not the ones to fight from the front"

"Uncle, are you crazy?

I notice Guiden has a mouth-watering look on his face.

Cecily guessed.

That's what my grandfather thinks.

It is unlikely that the Knights of the Holy Tree will win.

They're too bad, he said.

"The holy kings and princesses will let Wagnus get away with it. There's a Kingsguard in the castle."

If Mother, Banton, Hannah and others remain in the Mansion, rendezvous as they are.

His father, Badiaz, is fortunately currently in the territory of the Duke of Keelsinia and not in the King's Capital.

"I hope Sieg and Hilgis are safe."

"For once, I have informed you of my position…"

This ring, which has been fitted since we left the store, allows us to know each other's position.

Two peachy lights stretching from the crystal of the ring.

Sieg and Hilgis are also trying to get a hold of this one.

"Cecily, it's hard to say."

"You should take that ring off."

Oh, I thought Cecily.

"... ok"

Though he had a little hesitation, Cecily took off the ring just like my grandfather said.

What I wanted to say was instantly understandable.

Anyone can see the light muscles.

If this muscle of light comes into the eyes of someone in the Four Ferocities and follows the muscle of light with interest - the possibility of becoming a bowl rises exceptionally.

"Rest assured. Sieg is supposed to pop out the best behavior. That one is still young, but I have judgment and guts to look up to. If we don't even run into the Four Violent Disasters, we should be able to rendezvous sooner or later."

"... Yes"

Cecily and the others gaze carefully at the surroundings and take the shortest route to the mansion.

He differed from the saints and nobles who aspired to the evacuation district many times along the way.

Over time, people become more visible and less visible.

Due to the alert movement, the speed of movement is slow.

Still, considering that the Four Felonies have already defeated the Knights of the Holy Trees… or that someone in the Four may already be out of town, we can't fail to be vigilant.

The biggest thing Cecily and the others need to avoid right now - encountering the Four Homicides.

"But why is it now that the Four Homicides have come to the King's Capital?

Cecily asked as she looked around over the wall of the building.

"I don't know. The principles of their actions are refreshing to Non. I wonder if they even have a purpose in the first place.

Guiden's gaze pours into a certain point.

Cecily's gaze was also taken to the end of that gaze.

"Become...!?

I accidentally leaked my exclamation.

The big clock tower.

The top of the big clock tower collapses.

Is that also due to the Four Violent Disasters?

"Are you enjoying the destruction...? I don't know. I still can't read what they're after."

Soon Guiden turns herself in.

"Yuku, Cecily. If there's a Four Homicides out there, it means that the Knights of the Holy Tree couldn't contain the Four Homicides at last."

That Knights of the Sacred Tree has been wiped out, I don't think.

I don't think so, but only the fact that the Four Homicides have broken through the siege net seems likely to be true.

Cecily follows Guiden's back as he moves on a small run.

and at that time,

"Whoa, whoa!?

I heard voices from above.

"Yes, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. -"

The voice keeps moving away.

Then there was the time, and I heard a loud noise from a little distance that even the thunder had fallen.

"What's that?

Guiden looks over his head.

I don't know.

It's just - something just went way over my head, I knew it clearly.

Four Violent Disasters, I wonder.

"... Huh?

Cecily stopped.

"Something... come close, come?

Footsteps.

Grounded, such footsteps.

Footsteps increase in magnitude in acceleration.

Approaching.

Obviously heading this way.

Guiden turns around.

"I don't know why you're approaching us, but for once, I'm gonna hide myself. Thank you, this is aimed at Nong La..."

"It's a hit, Jizzy."

Appears behind Guiden as a giant figure slips across.

The man's fallen little eyes weren't Guiden right in front of him - for some reason, he was capturing Cecily upright.

"Shaggy, shaggy."

The man's eyes hung with joy.

"I couldn't see."