Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

The vast territory of the Grants Grand Empire is divided into five parts: the North, the East, the Middle, the West and the South. One of them, the northern realm, was ruled by one of the five nobles - the northern nobility headed by the Sharm family.

The home is Silver Castle (Reason Liller), located in the heart of the northern region.

From there, temperatures are very low to the north, with severe cold conditions. In contrast, the south was sometimes relatively warm, and people mainly lived here, supporting the wealth of the Sharm family against the backdrop of a fertile black soil area that stretched over the southern strip.

From White Silver Castle (Reason Liller), 152 cells (456 km) eastward, you will reach the land of the Devil Nation.

The Demons are a species that swept the Central Continent 1,000 years ago.

But those who fought against domination flipped the anti-flag and followed other races led to the war - as a result, the Demons suffered defeat and were driven to the South Islands.

However, some demons choose to stay in the Central Continent to save their fellow countrymen who are late on the run.

It is the Kingdom of Leveling that was founded by its remaining demons.

However, because of the long encounter with other races, the children born now have little magic - even royalty does not exist pure blood - and it is the current situation that is approaching the human race as the generation progresses.

The largest fortified city, the Purple Snow Guo (Tiani), lays a full defensive posture by crossing deep moats to protect its fellow countrymen from external enemies, with double walls cementing the interior and erecting suspension bridges, the only entrance and exit, and overlooking the city from the hills in Guo is the king's palace known as the Purple Silver Palace (Tiar).

The city with makeup on the falling snow is what makes it beautiful white and gives dignity to the people, and the sunlit landscape is what makes all the viewers exhale - if only on a sunny day.

Empire History September 14, 1023.

It was a very cold day.

The sun rising into the eastern sky was held back by clouds, unable to reach out to the earth.

As if the beast is roaring, a strong wind is winding up the snow that has fallen as it knocks on the walls of the private house with a roar.

Normally, the central street where the outdoor shops lined up was closed and idle without the appearance of the people who were going to meet them. Because people locked themselves in the house with their prayers in their mouths, holding hands in the fireplace and waiting for the snow storm to pass.

In spite of such a rough day, a feast was held among the kings of the Palace of Purple Silver (Tiar), where the king dwells.

Luxurious lighting (chandeliers) suspended from the ceiling brightens the interior.

The faces of the scattered light-dyed people were delightfully stained, a variety of dishes lined up on the long desk over 20, and the silver goblets were spilling a complex and fascinating light under the light source of the lighting (chandelier).

Around that desk are the nobles who bicker about wine with one hand.

"No, you're done. I didn't expect to be hit by a blizzard only on such a celebratory day."

"You won't even need to see it in the bad wind. Maybe heaven is blessing you."

"Dear Left, it is said that the day our demon tribe was born was so catastrophic as to break the earth"

"I see…. It might be an auspicious day, depending on what you think."

"Exactly. It's a day to remember Her Royal Highness turning 16."

That's what one nobleman said, and everyone's gaze was directed at the princess sitting near the throne.

Claudia Van Leveling.

Cut the purple silver forehead all together over a thin brow, and the back hair is long enough to reach your hips.

The plump, thin peach lips stop in your eyes as you pass through a well-passed nose beam from a gentle eye area that makes you feel lovely. Its delicate face was fantastic and beautiful, and it was only called "Princess Purple Silver (Verness)" by the people.

"That beauty won't beat the sixth princess of the Grants Empire."

"Because you've seen it before?

"No, to some extent I've heard rumors."

"Rumors are things with tails. You may find it a little warm in front of the princess of our country."

"Speaking of which, I'm its sixth princess, but everything adds the noble species of the second emperor to the curtain or something"

"If that rumor is true, I, too, have heard some. He said he had just left the invasion of the Principality of Liechtenstein, and that he had won a great victory in retaliation."

"Ho, that's horrible...... Does that mean that the blood of the god of war is not fading?

"We're going to have a wedding with that country. You don't have to be terrified."

"But you're a little nervous about the other guy."

"Are you the first prince……… I'm sure you're being cautious right now or something"

"I am not anxious about the princess's advance because she seems to have difficulties with her personality"

"I wish I could have married the descendants of the god of war."

"You won't have a choice now. It has already been decided… all we can do is wish Her Highness happiness"

"Horsemen, are you enjoying yourself?

And it was a fine man who broke into the nobles who had the conversation.

The luxurious coat weave is elegant and possesses a noble atmosphere.

I also get an adult impression from its appearance, but if I only looked at its appearance, it seemed like a boy.

Flaus van Leveling.

He is the son of a leveling kingdom.

In fact, Prince Wang, who exceeds 30, is not old, even though he is magnificent from a human race, probably because the blood of the demon tribe remains colorful.

The nobles around him, when they noticed him, corrected their posture and gave them a deep thank you.

"This is His Royal Highness the King. Even small and medium-sized aristocrats like us are delighted to be called to places like this."

"Come on, come on, guys, give me your heads. I don't want to see your face on a day like this."

After saying so in a joking tone, King Fraus poured wine all at once and walked over to his desk and returned to the nobles with a bottle in his hand.

"Come on, drink up. My sister will be sad if you guys don't enjoy it."

Prince Fraus tilts the bottle and pours wine into the goblets of the crowds.

"And it's a thriving one. The heat…… is transmitted to the skin like this. Aren't they gathering nobles from all over the country?

"My sister will have grown up before… the main reason is to be admitted to the Grants Royal Family."

Crown Prince Flaus leaned his goblet toward the nobility with a proud smile.

The red wine shakes heavily and ripples spread in the vessel.

"More importantly, you could be the queen of the future. There's no other way to talk to her like that."

"No, that's... that's true."

Seeing the nobleman react with an unclean attitude somewhere, King Fraus realized that his answer was incorrect.

"Fumu... what the hell makes Sir Anxious -"

Prince Flaus frowns and puts his hand on his chin. And I immediately saw the face of the nobleman, as the point was made.

"What, are you worried about the example rumors?

"…… Yes. I wonder if it would be dangerous for nobles from all over the country to gather in one place."

"I have nothing to worry about. Security is tighter than usual. Inside the palace, there are 500 soldiers, and there are more than 100 soldiers packed among the kings."

And Prince Flaus said, and put his neck round the neighborhood.

At the wall on the first floor, the Kingsguard is always watching for suspicious people, and if he looks upstairs, the musical team plays an elegant sound with the instrument in their hands. Even behind that, the Kingsguards were watching in pairs.

There is no gap. Prince Flaus nodded satisfactorily, gently slapping the nobleman on the shoulder.

"General Sandemon (Asura) is in command of the guards. You can't sneak in one rat."

General Three Demons (Asura) is the guardian of the leveling kingdom and the generic name of the strongest warriors.

He possesses the magic artifact, the national treasure of the leveling kingdom, and boasts an extraordinary fighting power, whose fame extends to the Principality of Richter in the far south.

"Besides, outside the palace, soldiers from the Horse are watching over me. What do you have to worry about?

At that time, cheers were raised from the right direction, and the lavish doors connecting the kings to the corridors were opened. Three warriors came in, but when the eyes of Prince Flaus were turned, they had already disappeared among the crowds.

But the words the Hordes utter are great, and they can even be heard where the Prince Wang is.

It is the word "three demon generals" (Asura) that they speak of in unison.

"Looks like our hero's here."

The aristocratic wall broke into two pieces. It is the tall man who has come from between them.

He turns his foot toward where Prince Flaus is, and the other keeps ridiculing by turning his hand around the shoulders of the ladies who are stopping by. The last one seemed to penetrate the silence, resting on the wall near the door.

Prince Flaus called out to the tall man who had walked over.

"You did well. Should I have security?

"No problem."

The man's name is Gallius Van Surzand.

He is one of the Three Demons (Asura) and holds the title of Fighter (Solder).

"I guess not one thief (...) will be allowed in."

Gallius said with one hand on a sword pattern. The pattern head is embedded with a source of magic - a large purple crystal. This is the magic stone left behind a thousand years ago by one of the zodiac demons, the king of the devil clan.

Since its founding, the Kingdom of Leveling has called weapons made of the demonic stones of the Zodiac Demons magic artifacts and has lent them to the Three Demons General (Asura). One of them is Milgres, Gallius' demon sword.

"That's reliable. So, why is General Sandemon (Asura) here? You wouldn't really like a place like this."

"Because of the opportunity, we thought we'd enjoy it too…, although it seems he was going to join us more than he was going to"

Gallius' gaze was directed at a certain person.

General Three Demons (Asla) Haniel Van Ventzel.

He presides over the title of Protector (Schutzer) and is granted the Demon Sword Autoclair.

The monopoly of gaze with a privileged appearance and the entertainment of your ladies with skillful discourse fuelled the jealousy of the men around them.

However, this monopoly does not last long.

"It's time for you to come say hello."

Anyone close to Haniel knows,

"Do you understand?

It seems that it was not to the knowledge of Prince Flaus.

"You're early this time."

"Yeah……? What do you mean?

When Prince Flaus reacted to Gallius' words, the women abruptly left Haniel's surroundings. Prince Fraus, who was made an obsession, turns his gaze between Haniel and Gallius.

"If you're going to give me a reason, Haniel's going to be the last one to let go of the silence."

"Silence?"

"Yeah, I think the best thing to do is ask the person."

Slightly, Haniel shrugged her shoulders, smiling bitterly, appeared before Prince Flaus.

"Greetings delayed"

"Fine. I'd like you to explain something more."

"Is that an explanation…………?

After floating the question mark, Haniel realized the presence of Gallius, who would refrain beside Prince Flaus.

"I see you've been blown into something by Sir Surzand."

Are you good at this, Haniel? Haniel puts his hand on his chin with a graceful motion.

"It is better not to trust Sir Surzand's words. Usually you keep your mouth shut and when you lie, you rap."

"Don't say bad things about people. Until I tell you the truth."

There was no suspicion that Gallius was distracted.

"I would like to know the answer to why a woman walked away from Sir Ventzel at once......?

For future reference, King Fraus added.

Haniel looked at the patrol, but when he lifted his forehead, he looked down troubled.

I said, "You look like flies."

"……… Why did you do that?"

"Because they were like flies flocking to my beauty."

"…… well."

On the head of Prince Flaus, a discouraged sigh, the musical team was beginning to play a flashy sound.

From quiet performances to noisy performances, the air drifts wildly between kings.

It was for a moment that the nobles showed their patrols, not realizing that their gears were crazy, and the beginning and end of cheering because of the drunkenness going around.

"Time passes fast. I just wanted to know more about that technique."

Crown Prince Fraus, with his nose ringing, sipped the wine.

After a few moments, I placed the goblet on my desk.

Then the expression changes. He put his eyes around him.

- Let's get started.

"I now turn to the emissary of the Grand Empire of Grants. Prince Flaus, go to Haniel and the king."

As if it had been predetermined, Gallius told him with a voice without discouragement, which did not make him feel stray or otherwise dusty.

Haniel nods silently and a miserable grin rises on the face of Prince Flaus.

"Yeah, don't let one get away with it."

Prince Flaus, who answered briefly, accompanied Haniel to the throne.

Along the way, Prince Flaus received his sword from the Kingsguard. Then we fly one step up the stairs leading to the throne.

Sitting on the throne, the king looked at the hand of Prince Flaus, who squeezed the pattern, and sighed whether he realized something.

Then slowly turn your gaze towards the princess.

Claudia, who noticed her brother's killing, was changing her blood phase with her hands around her mouth.

The king shakes his head small, then looks to the face of King Fraus' prince.

"Flaus...... what can I do for you with such noisy stuff?

"Father, I have a proposal to make."

Prince Flaus raises his right hand. The musical team's hands stopped and the performance stopped.

The gaze of the nobles who noticed the anomaly concentrates on the throne.

"Father, if you are not famous, you are not darkness. He was just a mediocre king. If it was a peaceful world, it might have been good too."

A blade popped out of the sheath emitting dull light. A twist arises from the nobles who are overweighing whether it is a pastime or not, and the strained air weighs people's bodies.

"But the times we're going to visit are different. If it were the words of the Grand Empire of Grants, it would be more than just a good world. We, the Demons (...), must be independent. This is the only way to do this. I'm so sorry to hear that... but Father would understand."

"... I see. If you didn't look like that, you might still be convinced."

Prince Flaus covered his delightful and distorted face with one hand at the king's pointer.

"I'm sorry...... I can't help but be happy. Because the throne is finally in my hands."

"Is that what you really mean?"

"Yeah, so..."

Prince Flaus looked down at the king by turning down his congested eyeballs.

"- Old man. Just die and give me the throne."

When he flickered his sharp sword tip, he pierced the king's chest.

It cannot be avoided by the events of the staggering, and blood is overflowing from the mouth of the king who opened his eyes. When the sword was pulled out, blood still splashed across the floor from the red-stained blade tip.

Prince Flaus trembles his body so that he can be intoxicated by pleasure.

Together, he took a step further, gained more momentum than earlier, and stabbed himself deeply into the king's body.

"Pfft. Don't die yet. Fully aware of my suffering, then pass away."

A scream burst out of Princess Claudia's mouth. but it is dispelled by the screams of the nobles.

Behind King Flaus's prince - a Kingsguard was attacking the great nobles. Some of them look like small and medium-sized aristocrats, and they laugh like crazy when they put their grand aristocratic wives and daughters on the floor.

Flipping from a place to soothe his heart, between kings was filled with the smell of violence and blood.

"I never miss you. A lot of nobles will come after us."

"……… Again, you are…"

"I'm sorry that you wanted such nonsense. I'll have to do what it deserves, too. You're the one who made me cross the last line!

"The fool………"

"I will return that dialogue to you as it is."

When Prince Flaus smeared his lips with his tongue, he pulled the sword out of the king's body and put the blade against his neck. Slowly sink it into your neck so that it sinks into the mud.

………………

There was no roar of the king spraying blood bubbles.

It was not the king's insistence that made him endure, but because it had already expired.

Prince Flaus, who slashed his neck off looking bored, picked up his neck unconstitutionally and threw it under Claudia's feet.

"With a king, with a parent, and when it does, it's just a chunk of meat. Nothing is different from livestock. Don't you think?

Claudia was holding the king's head and screaming. This was also lost in people's screaming noise, which prevented them from discerning whose screams they were.

Prince Flaus approached Claudia and pulled his hair abusively.

"Ugh!?

"I never miss you. My father is gone, but I am. Not at liberty, but not at liberty."

"Hih..."

There was no shadow of my usual kind brother there. A wave of inferiority is pushing against my eyes.

"I can't do you to the Grand Empire. You would've hated it, too, wouldn't you? So leave everything to me, I won't do anything wrong"

Prince Flaus obviously saw his sister Claudia as a woman.

As he murmurs Claudia, he pulls his arms around its thin hips.

"We'll be together forever from now on. To us..."

The words of Prince Flaus were cut off along the way. Because I saw the ornament on Claudia's chest.

"Why - you have it?

A whispering low voice is emitted from Prince Flaus.

He stared at the ornament so that it burned in his eyes. Claudia makes that gap and punches Prince Flaus.

Where the distance between the two opened, Claudia clenched to protect her neckline.

"Ah, brother. What the hell is this all about?

"Give it to me. It's something you can't help but have."

"Answer me! Why did you kill your father! Besides, these are the people of the gods……."

"I don't need to know. You just have to shut up and do what I say."

"Please don't come..."

To Claudia, who later retreated, he was King Fraus, trying to get close, but he was to stop on his way.

"Why don't you leave it at that?

Because Haniel, the three demons, stood between them.

"Sir Ventzel...... what are you going to do?

'Cause your face was so ugly you couldn't see it.'

The demon sword autoclair was unleashed, and the tip of the sword fixed the face of Pitali and Prince Flaus.

In a hurry, Prince Flaus jumps back and takes the distance.

"Are you going to betray me!?

"Ha, this says something strange again. I don't remember taking your side."

Haniel dropped her hips and got to her mid back.

Keeping your sword horizontally in place, add a twist to your hips and attach your left hand to the blade.

In advance of the sophisticated motion, King Fraus showed an obvious wolf, realizing that he meant it.

"Ma, wait!

"Because we need to wait?

Pull out shot rolled out in quick motion.

Prince Flaus couldn't avoid it, and his right arm pulled the tail of the blood and flew through the universe.

"Ahhhhhhh!? Ugh, my arm...... ahhhh!?

"It's ugly. There's a lot to be done about it. If you are a king prince, eat up your teeth and endure."

"Ki, you, I won't allow it. I'll kill you!

"You say something different. Aren't you the one dying?"

As Haniel obliqued his sword, he shook off his blood.

"May I have that dirty neck next?"

As Haniel took a step, a lost neck flew in from the left hand side. When his head bounces off the floor many times, he stops like he was pulled by gravity.

Four painfully warped necks. Both Haniel and Prince Fraus looked familiar with it.

It is the neck of the emissary of the Grand Empire of Grants.

"Why did you kill the messenger!?

It was unexpectedly Prince Flaus who uttered the word.

Seeing where the wolf could be, it is clear that it was not his instruction.

"I'm sorry about that. When I tried to evacuate him politely, he resisted, so I mowed his neck."

"Hey, what are you doing with the Grand Empire!?

"We'll discuss that later."

Prince Flaus continued to call, but the tall man - Gallius - ignored and came up the stairs.

The appearance of blood all over your body reminds you of evil ghosts. However, only four people have been decapitated, and it has never been worse. Unless I went for a blood splash myself - it was obvious that I had it in my hands, except for the messenger.

"Now, from here on out, let's deal with my opponent. I just wanted to say, Haniel."

…………

Haniel was suspicious of Gallius, who had stopped.

"No. Behind you."

"Damn!?

Haniel's body swayed. On its back a single arrow pierces it, followed by a second arrow flying towards the frown. This was successfully avoided, but Haniel fell on one knee, distorting her face in severe pain.

"Wah, what I did... how unusual"

At the end of Haniel's gaze is one with a bow in his hand.

General Three Demons (Asura), Baal Van Bitenia.

He presides over the title of Hui Demon (Fulmenti) and is the holder of the Demon Bow Fail Note.

"Baal's bow arms are first-class. Capture targets precisely, even where such people are overflowing. Don't forget about that. The name of the Protector (Schutzer) will cry when you expose yourself to something different."

"... hehe, I bled. Don't you think I'm beautiful again?

"It's a big deal because while you're cornered, you slap your mouth down. But you're gonna fight like that? With me?"

"That is not wise. I'm not that stupid."

"So, what do we do?

"Let's retreat beautifully"

"Try it!

Haniel, who defeated his body and avoided Gallius' attack, stood up and turned to attack.

We met one in, two in, and we were crossing each other until we counted the ten in, but gradually Haniel, who was injured, begins to be pushed.

In the meantime, among kings, many nobles were taken over, and empty Kingsguards were coming to the throne.

"What's wrong, you didn't withdraw beautifully!

"Sir Galius, have you forgotten the role of Protector (Schutzer)?"

"What?"

"Neglected underfoot."

"Be-!?

It's too late for Gallius to notice. He had already been cornered by the stairs.

"The Protector (Schutzer) is a royal shield. No matter what kind of predicament you are put in, you will always find a way to live. Don't forget that."

Haniel kicks one leg of Gallius.

"Chi!?

Gallius's posture broke down as he stepped off the stairs. It's not Haniel who misses out that a big gap has been created, but releases a forward kick into Gallius' body without time.

"Huh!?

Without even looking at Gallius as he rolled down, Haniel turned his back and ran over to Claudia.

"Her Royal Highness. Please take good care of yourself. We have to get out of here as soon as possible."

"……, but"

"There is no time to be lost. More importantly, what do you want me to do if I stay here? With all due respect, there's nothing you can do right now. To clear your father's mind, this place escapes."

………………

Claudia roamed for a moment and rose to praise the powerful light in her eyes.

"Come here!

Claudia pulled Haniel's hand and arrived directly behind the throne, with a curtain on the wall depicting the national crest, and when Claudia turned unwrought, an iron door appeared.

However, the door did not have a handle and there were no gaps, so it also seemed like it was just stuck in the wall.

There is no time left to open it. Haniel sounded confused.

"Ko, isn't this a closed door?

"No, I told my father that I would open it with this."

Claudia removed the demonic stone on the neckline.

This is not a relic of the zodiac demon, but a demonic stone left behind by the leveling kingdom, the first king.

Since it is to be succeeded by the next generation of kings - it is called the King's Testimony "Precious Ball (Krone)", and because it brightens bright colors with the addition and subtraction of light, it is also called the Golden Purple Crystal, and is of high rare value among the demonic stones.

Claudia fits the golden purple crystal in the middle of the door. Then the door opened naturally with a heavy sound.

"I don't know where it leads…………"

"Let's hope there's an exit. Let's get you out of here."

Haniel hurriedly pushed Claudia's back.

Because several arrows were coming at me as I sewed through the gap between the looming Kingsguards.

The door closes. Immediately a few arrows pierced the wall and the close guards arrived.

"We don't have a handle!?

"Open the gap with the tip of your sword!

"No. I don't see any gaps!

"Stupid. Then how did you open it!?

Close guards confused without knowing what it means,

"What are you doing!? Let's go after him!

The roaring voice of Prince Flaus sounded. The rough breath will be exciting at times, but the loss of one arm will be one of the causes.

With the close guards paving the way, Prince Flaus stood in front of the iron door.

"What the hell is this……………"

"It doesn't seem to open for anyone who doesn't have a Krone."

From behind Prince Fraus, who touches the door, Gallius appears.

"... I didn't hear you had something like this?

"It must only be passed down to generations of kings."

"Damn, if you let Claudia get away with it, the plan will end in failure! Besides, he brought it up to" Krone "! How much time you've spent celebrating the day today!

King Flaus kicks the door like a prince throws up irritation.

Gallius stood behind it and whispered.

"It's not going to fail"

"Why can you say all that!?

"Calm down. If you get so excited, you'll bleed to death."

"In the first place, why are you..."

When Prince Flaus turned in anger, it was not Gallius who was in front of him - it was one demon clan in a hood. She has a demon bow failnote in her hand.

General Three Demons (Asura), is Baal Van Bitenia.

"What, if you lost your way, just talk about making it. There's only one destination."

"Bi, Sir Bitenia"

In Baal, which wraps a bottomless atmosphere, King Fraus's anger disappears under barometric pressure.

Baal has never exposed his face to anyone. He has been hooded from day to day so as to cover his eyes, his badly ugly face, his face like a god living in heaven, and his appreciation from the people is dichotomous. Few put those who were uncertain about such an identity at risk of being in the heart of the country. Nonetheless, he continues to remain in the position of General Three Demons (Asura) because, for one thing, his like-hearted knowledge has always continued to be used for the prosperity of the country.

"Tomorrow, if the snowstorm is leaving, explain to the people first. If you prolong it, your suspicious eyes will grow thicker."

Prince Flaus was no exception and placed his trust in Baal's wisdom.

"What can I explain?

"Before you do that, get your arm treated."

Baal told the Kingsguard to call a doctor and instructed Gallius to look for a place where the loophole might be connected.

Prince Fraus, who overlooks Gallius' back, sits down on the throne and calls for a Kingsguard. Instructing him to bring wine and fruit, he encouraged Baal to continue the conversation.

"So what am I supposed to explain to the people?

"Right. A few of Grants Grand Empire's messengers and great nobles were connected, saying they had just assassinated the king or captured the princess. That way, the consciousness of the people, for a little while, can be turned out."

"……… What about Claudia?

"If we can catch this country until we do, that's fine. But if you get away with it, you'll be headed to the Grands Empire, eighty-nine. Because that's the only path left for him."

"If you get run into the Grants Great Empire...... it's no good. He's got" Krone. "

"If that happens, the Grants Empire will attack."

"If that happens, the people will call me a usurper!? Many of the nobles in the country will go back to sleep!

"Let's hit our hands before that happens."

"Can you do that?

Baal nodded small as he broke his lips to the three-day moon shape.

"Let's attack the Grand Empire here. Gather soldiers on the border, ask for the return of the princess, and show a great deal that justice is here."

"Then, do something stupid...... say we fight the Grants Great Empire!?

"Oh, is it horrible?

It was some provocative Baal tone, but after he mouthed the wine, Prince Flaus shook his lips.

"And naturally. I didn't want to deal with them any more than I did. There are 80,000 5th Imperial Army in the northern realm of the Grants Great Empire. This is $40,000 if you can get it. There's no way you can win."

"That would be a story if we concentrated in one place. It doesn't make sense to be dispersed. More importantly, the northern realm weighs on the" Spirit Wall (Fleetworf) "to the west. It takes time for the 5th Imperial Army's main unit to rush."

"You mean you can win?

The eyes of Prince Fraus overflowed with anticipation, but Baal pales his mouth about reality.

"There's no way you can win. It might have been possible if the god of war (Mars), but hatred and I are ordinary.

"So... what do we do?"

"- You can fight an unbeatable battle."

Baal's words were contradictory.

Even as Prince Flaus shrugged his eyebrows suspiciously and asked why, Baal only smiled invincibly.

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Empire History September 15, 1023.

It is about the early morning when the morning fog came down.

A ray of cool wind strokes the grasshoppers blooming in the front yard of the Berk fortress. I didn't keep that soothing air for long. The horseback rips open the air and rises high in the sky.

The front yard was lined up with 3,000 heavy-duty cavalry made up of horseback riding only. Among them is also a mix of private forces of Biru, who became the Fourth Prince.

Fortress Berk, entrance to the central tower...

"Well, Uncle, you asked for the rest."

The red-haired empress Liz offered her hand to a man who seemed to be a good person.

A man with a refreshing smile - Uncle Grinda Borderline nods at me.

"Yeah, I'll take care of this one. Don't worry."

"Thank you so much. I wish someone could have left me alone."

And it was Biru who spoke from the side.

"You don't have to worry about it," said Uncle Grinda Borderline, shaking her head to the side, slapping Bilu on the shoulder a few times.

"Even if you leave people with that personality behind, I won't be able to help you."

For a moment, it would not be Biru's mistake to see his mouth caught on.

Tris, Drix, Guarda, whatever you leave behind is going to be a problem.

By the way, White Wolf Serveras is waiting in a carriage he refrained from rearing.

"The next time you come back, you might be Brigadier General. Still, you won't be surprised enough to say you've become royal."

"No, because it was a battle I was told to win and deserve... I don't think you'll get that kind of reward."

Bilu smiles bitterly.

The Emperor's letter arrived yesterday.

Since he had won the Duchy of Richter, he had set up a banquet seat and wanted him to attend it. A reward would also be awarded on the spot.

But I didn't expect a recall order so soon.

There's a verse that comes to mind when you think about why. It was a guess, but Biru was sure it wasn't wrong.

(Heard that royal survival was found in Ferzen, with an unprecedented large-scale insurgency)

We might lose the territory we took because of it. Even in order to dispel such disturbances, it would be the soul dare to throw a flashy feast to remove the anxiety of the nobles.

Biru looked up at the sky and did his gaze in the direction where Ferzen was.

(Will Aura be safe...)

I haven't received any bad news yet. But the situation changes from moment to moment.

(Maybe... I'll go too)

If it's going to take a long time, you should let it just pull off.

Exhaustion of national power can lead to collapse. Because of the many sacrifices made, the emperor will not easily choose that option.

(I need to think about when I was plugged into trouble.)

I decided to work out a plan on the road and only now drove my anxiety to the corner of my chest.

One horse walks over. The man on the horse was Drix.

"His Highness Hilo Schwartz. Her Highness Celia Estreya. You are ready to leave!

Drix, who shouted out to show the majesty of the two, tightened the air of the 3,000 horseback riders who would refrain behind him.

The morning mist is clear and the vision is good. Nothing holds back the Fourth Imperial Army anymore.

"Then both highnesses. We look forward to your safe return."

Glinda Borderline Uncle bends his back and lowers his head.

"Yes, and then please"

"I'm coming!

With each word in his mouth, Billy and Liz boarded the carriage.

Then, on the terrace facing the front yard of the central tower (balcony), a waiting musical team struck a drum and a golden instrument was blown.

The leading cavalry leads the front gate, followed by the carriage and the rest of the cavalry, with a total of 3,000 royal lines leaving.

In the carriage, which is dropped off by a heavy performance, Liz stares at the bracelet with her mouth broken.

"Heh heh. Beautiful, isn't it?"

He sees the sunlight slipping through the window, illuminating the jewels on his bracelet, from various angles.

I bought it the other day when Biru and Liz went to the city. It is finely decorated and even has gemstones, so it is likely to have a high value, but it was affordable. Sometimes the merchants noticed that Bills was royal and made it cheaper, but it was also because Liz acted in a way he didn't think the royal family was worthy of the price.

"How does it look? I've never worn anything like this before, so you don't know."

Liz, with a happy face, knocked up a sleeping serverace under her feet.

Drawing signs of depression, Serverus snarls his nose when he sees the bracelet.

"Hey, what do you mean!? What does that mean!

Bilu smiles bitterly. I'm glad you like it.

Then touch the inner pocket of the black coat to make sure you haven't forgotten the example.

Seems like this delight. I'm sure whoever he is doesn't mind, and Liz will brag about it.

Now, Tris and Drix were told to talk about the bracelet until morning.

Then the widow of the Kelheit family who rendezvous along the way - must be proud of her sister too.

(Why do I have to struggle so far)

It's about that cunning woman. It will be long and tangled.

If you do it badly, you might get Liz to tell you why she's working with Bilo.

When Biru sighed in contemplation,

"Bilu, what's going on?

At some point Liz was sitting next to me, peeking into Biru's face with a difficult look on her face.

Biru hurriedly releases his hand from his chest and throws his gaze out the window.

"… If nothing happens, think of it as the Great Empire during September."

"Nothing's gonna happen this time."

The carriage currently runs on Shine Boulevard, which leads to the middle zone.

The well-maintained path is less shaky, with a wide variety of flowers colouring both sides, and the Glaozarm Mountains with eight mountains in a row if you look far away. On the other side, it is a small Baum country.

They were both enjoying the view for a while, but Liz seemed tired of it and when she knocked her body down and lay down, she put her head on Biru's lap.

"Speaking of which, you'll be joining your sister on the way."

"Aah...... yeah"

My heart rattled in many ways. Liz's unclamped words and behavior are bad for her heart.

As Biru looked confused in her face, Liz layered her smooth-skinned hands and laughed happily.

"Enjoy. I haven't seen your sister in a long time, so I'd like to talk about something I couldn't write to you about."

"That's right……… I hope to see you soon"

Behind my back, in my heart, I wish I hadn't had the opportunity.