Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

The sun leans heavily and the meadows are stained red at sunset.

Ray won a single hit with Sorel clan chief Leeva Sorel.

After the victory, Leeva called him the “White King," and all the people of Humane Horses (Centaurs) knelt down and offered their allegiance, and were dismayed.

When Ray gets off his beloved horse traveler, he says "thank you" and conveys his gratitude with a gentle slap on his neck, he calls out to Lieva, who is lying flat.

"A white king means me, doesn't he? Can you tell me what it means?"

Unlike the tone before the fight, Leeva began to speak respectfully.

"The White King refers to those sent by the God of the Earth (Mons) to guide our people of the Horse (Centaur)..."

"Is it the god of the earth..."

"Yes, there is a certain inheritance that continues to be conveyed to the Humans and Nomads who live in this meadow. Two thousand years ago, it begins with the descent of a temple to the chiefs of all the clans in unison. It is conveyed that the trusteeship…"

So he stretches his spine slightly and begins to speak in a harsh tone.

"" After this, those who bring an end to the world emerge. Saving the world is the people of the meadow… the people of the meadow, my son. Then “my spear". Prepare for the time to come... the one who leads my spear, it wraps around white armor and is a single warrior. The White Warrior will break my spear and become the White King... the king in the name of the eleven gods, the hope of all living and living things. My people. Follow the king and bring peace to Kuyuan "…. And the sheikhs of the ten families were given a spear called the Unfolded Spear."

Ray had to be aware of the existence of the “White King” that had come out of his inheritance.

"I'd like to confirm one thing..."

"Whatever."

"... Does my becoming your king mean that the Humans do not have a king or a leader in this meadow?

"We have decided various things by the council of the chiefs, but there is no such thing as a“ king ”to us. Heritage suggests that some chiefs called themselves" kings, "but after naming the kings, they lost their lives due to divine punishment. I repeated it several times, and it was contraindicated that claiming the king was an act of buying the wrath of the gods."

"I lost my life in divine punishment..." Ray mutters.

"Exactly. We feel closer to the presence of the gods than we do to the people. The word of the gods is absolute. Those who defy it will not be in this meadow."

"Does that mean unconditional obedience to those chosen by the divine?

Reeva nods loudly at the words.

"We have no objection to any irrational order. Assuming you go to the Imperial Capital and take the Emperor's neck, we will always accomplish whatever sacrifice we make."

Ray shudders at the words and immediately denies "I won't say that".

Leeva nods respectfully at it, but he seemed to be trying to see Ray's character for himself.

Luna can't keep up with this dramatic development, which happened in just a few hours.

Are you the king of the Horse Race? If you look at Mr. Leeva's attitude, you can tell it's not a joke or anything. So this is the “road” that Zach prepared...)

I remember what I heard from the gods at the Temple of Claretore (Temple of the Beginning) on Gilsall Island.

(... then we can stop the ploy of the God of Nothingness (Vanitas), the war between the Empire and the Holy King, and save hundreds of thousands of lives. But you can't let the Holy Lord alone shoulder all that responsibility! There must be something I can do too......)

Luna began to explore what she could do.

Ashley was also one of those who couldn't keep up with this development.

My own partner suddenly became king of the strongest fighting nation. And with that power, we will save the world.

Of course, I imagined this would happen in my encounter with the gods. But when it came to real things, I couldn't really keep my head on.

(Can't keep up with my head. What am I supposed to do? Can it be with Ray......)

Thinking about that, Stella, who was next door, holds her hand.

"Master Ray won't change no matter what. We just do what we can for him."

"Right. If you think of anything I can do... I'm glad you're here. I would have panicked."

Hamish Markat and other mercenaries were also baffled by this development. That's why I was listening to the Rays without anyone talking to me.

Among them were those who were relatively calm.

That's Theophilus Lockhart and Seraphine Lockhart, and the three of us.

They had heard some talk from Zacharias and knew that Ray could be the leader of the Humane Race. And I was also asking what that meant.

"Mr. Ray," Theo talks.

"What is it?" Looking back,

"It's time for the sun to fall. It's hard to camp here, and if you're going into Netherton, you should move quickly."

Ray looked up into the sky at the words.

Until earlier the red-dyed sky had gradually become herd blue, with darkness beginning to dominate in the undulating meadows.

"That's right," but it's hard to say I'm going into the town of Netherton in this situation.

So Theo puts out the help ship again.

"You're all traveling on horses, so why don't you head for the Sorel camp? We only have about a km (Kimmel) from here, so we'll get there faster than Netherton. That's good, isn't it, Mr. Leeva?"

"That's fine. No, that's good. It's our honor to welcome the king."

"Then it's settled. That's all right, Mr. Hamish."

There was nothing else to snort about, either.

"Right. Then I'll get you ready to leave immediately...... align every squad! It's gonna follow the Sorels! If you're anxious at your feet, use the magic props of the lights!

The Humans also lined up on Leeva's orders to pinch the left and right so that the Mercenary Corps of Markat (Red Arms) would not get lost.

"Okay, let's get going. King, give me a signal to leave."

Reeva urged me, and Ray had no choice but to say, "Shh, let's go! scream."

Humans and Red Arms horseback riding along the meadows at a slow pace.

In about twenty minutes I could see the Sorel camp.

You can also hear the healthy voices of the children and the honking of the livestock.

"The Chiefs are back!" I heard voices.

The shadows of the Humans move hastily as they are lit by a great burning fire.

Approaching the camp, the smell of meat roasting and spices like stewed dishes aromas, Ray feels hungry and his consciousness turns to the smell for a moment.

"The White King has descended! Everybody! Welcome the king!

That said, the adults break their front legs simultaneously and lay flat. The children can also drool their heads so that they can be caught in it.

Ray is puzzled by the way it is, but Theo, who was nearby, whispers, "You should let him do whatever he wants here," he advises.

I thought I could stay riding, tried to get off my horse, but Theo can stop me.

"I think it's easier for the Sorels to talk because they have a higher head position as it is now."

Indeed, when the human-mas who come one after the other break their front legs and lay flat, Ray takes the form of looking down. I am confused when people say this situation is better, but I remember the words “high head” and I was forced to convince them.

Presbyterian senior-like Humans and Horses will say welcome words in front of Ray. Some of them were weeping for gratitude, and Ray didn't know how to hang his words and could only snort silently.

While Ray was being greeted, Theo was moving Hamish and the others elsewhere. Watching him, I was grateful he was there.

(I've waited 2,000 years for the king to show up, so you mean to impress him? I don't know. But I don't want you to give me a break... and I'm glad Mr. Theo's here. Is this also due to Zach......)

After receiving a one-way greeting, Ray is finally released as well.

By that time, the Hamish had also been introduced, and had received a fervent welcome for being the strongest mercenary to win over the warrior chief.

Ray felt so tired that when he got off his beloved horse, he was about to sit down as he did.

(I'm tired... more mentally than physically... I have to think about this later, but now I can't think about it...)

When I try to take my horse to a place where it's a stable, I say, "We'll do it," and the Sorel warriors take it away from me.

"It's a good horse," the young warrior said, taking Traveller to an area where he was herding.

Ray is guided by a large incineration and joins the Ashleys.

A large chunk of meat was roasted in front of him, and a smaller barrel containing more beer was placed.

A large number of dishes are immediately lined up in front of the rays, and a larger number of jocks are handed over.

"We thank God for welcoming the king," the Leevas say, raising the jock.

"O king. I'd like a toast head, please."

Suddenly he says, Ray is baffled, but realizes that his surrounding gaze is focused on him, and braces his belly.

"So, to meet you all. Cheers!"

"" Cheers! "" The voice sums up.

Afterwards, the banquet proceeds without a tough greeting or anything.

After some drinking and eating, Leeva rises up to see if it fits.

"Everybody, listen up! The White King descended on us today! This must be communicated to all the people of the meadows! Tomorrow morning, I will issue a decree to each clan! Tell the king to worship him immediately!

"I wonder how many are coming," Ray mutters in places like All Meadow People.

Theo, who was close to that grunt, replies with a smile at Nicole.

"I think most families will come out of the clan."

"That means hundreds of thousands of people get together...... and yet, how does Mr. Theo seem to have so much fun?

Ray tried to bump into the questions he'd been thinking about.

"The Humans and Nomads are going to stop the war between the Imperial Army and the Holy King's Army. It's up to Mr. Ray, but it's not something we rarely see tens of thousands of Humans marching on. It's a pleasant opportunity to visit each other."

Ray shook his head small at the words.

(I thought this guy wasn't like Serra the Combat Mad, but he's still a twin. I can't have fun...)

Ray is surprised by Theo's next words.

"Even so, we can't hang out till the end."

"Why not! I'm in trouble if you don't..."

"We are royalty of the Empire, the Viscount Lockhart family. Anyway, if you're joining the Imperial Army, you can't go stop it. Because if I do that, my parents will be annoyed."

Ray is even more depressed by the words.

You sympathized when you saw him like that.

"I can't come with you, but I'll help you to the end. Maybe because Luna should be thinking the same thing. Right, Luna?

Suddenly she was told the story, and Luna said, "Huh? Me!" I'm surprised.

"Yeah, Theo, you're right. I'm trying to figure out if there's anything I can do. I can't do anything with my powers, but using Lockhart's name should help something. Especially since the Fourth Corps is the main force, I think there's something we can do."

The Fourth Corps has a deep relationship with the Duke of Etherlington family. The Legion Chief Count Adolf Rednap was also the brother-in-law of the current Chancellor, Duke Alexis Ezzarington, and given that Lord Ezzarington and the Lockhart family are in good relations, Luna wondered if he could move Uncle Rednap.

As she talked about it, Serra talked to Hamish, Alberic, Gareth, and other fierce men in the Mercenary Corps of Markat (Red Arms).

"Please give me an audition tomorrow. I would ask everyone if I could, but I know I can't do it in one day, so I'll ask you the day after tomorrow and then..."

Hal Rankle of the Fifth Squad watched with a smile on his face. And I spoke to Dougal Gethin, who is lying next to me.

"I'm already corny. The treatment of the captain and Mr. Alberic... can you say that because I don't know that girl yet? Well, I've heard a lot about the Lockhart family training lovers on this trip."

I was born in a house called "Anything but instant death." He is also a disciple of Lord Gideon, the Swordmaster of Fortis. I'm sure it's just not a normal feeling. "

Talking about that, young men and women from the Humane Horse tribe were beginning to dance around the big bonfire around them. The faces of the Red Arms are naturally flattered by its pleasant appearance.

Only one person, Ray, could think about tomorrow and beyond and have fun.