Five years have passed since Nerim left home.

She even had a unique sword technique called [Unparalleled Sword].

Sometimes as a mercenary, sometimes as an escort, and sometimes as a food customer, they roam the land.

It is not uncommon for nobles and mighty men to propose to me.

However, he did not shake his head vertically.

It is now because I refused to marry. If I had accepted the proposal, I would have lost myself.

Now I have finished my work as a mercenary, and I have taken a break from my sumptuous hotel.

"Nerim-san, I have a letter for you."

A white envelope was placed under the door with the voice of the general.

Nerim replies "Thank you" and then opens the letter.

Such a thing was not uncommon, and letters to try to see and enclose the figure of Nerim, an indigo, arrived tired.

Even if you are a vagrant, the information about where you are staying is lost. The uncomfortableness was already accustomed to it.

Now, as usual, the sender was an aristocratic lady.

But it was the family name that caught my eye.

We'll find out soon enough. It's my parents' house.

By the way, I haven't trampled on the soil of my hometown in a long time.

I have heard that there are frequent wars in my homeland, and even small countries are taking their place.

Sometimes I was invited as a mercenary, but somewhere I was embarrassed and I didn't feel like returning.

Best of all, I never heard from my estranged family.

Nerim's name is sold.

My parents couldn't have known.

If so, why don't you contact my daughter?

Nerim thought of it in his heart.

It was also one of the circumstances in which I did not intend to return consciously.

However, such feelings change into regret as you follow the letter.

(Why.....)

Father's death.

Death of the eldest son.

It became the frontier of a war with an empire, and the deaths of the two men in command were confirmed.

Nerim's hands trembled.

In retrospect, he was an unfaithful man.

Until I was fourteen, I grew up spoiled without thinking, and when I jumped out, I held a sword and something that would become gold on my own.

It was going through my head that I had been bothered all the way to the end.

It is not convenient to think of when they die.

It was more heartbreaking than ever, so Nerim's tears faded as he blinked.

It was not until a few moments later that Nerim decided to set foot on his homeland again.



And Nerim's father-in-law had lost his possessions, and he had moved to the king's city.

The title has been downgraded and is now called Viscount.

In addition, the eldest daughter, Nerim's sister and civil servant, inherited the position.

Neither his mother nor his eldest daughter blamed him for leaving the house, and Nerim served as a knight in the protection of the kingdom.

The territory of the kingdom had been cut down to two-thirds since the time when the biggest map was being built, and now it was fighting a small country.

The kingdom is Amriya.

Stillbeats is a hostile country.

The Amurian kingdom was leading by a large margin in the number of troops, but there were many more powerful men in the Lesser Kingdom of Still Beats to make up for it.

The armies of the Kingdom of Amuria and the Kingdom of Stillbeats are confronting each other.

A barren land wrapped in silence where you can even hear the sound of saliva drinking.

There, a girl with golden hair standing at the head of the Still Beats was exhibiting a different colour.

(That's [Holy Source] Hetoa Stillbeats)

Nerim has never met or been with anyone on the battlefield.

However, the name is heard throughout the continent.

Naturally, so did Nerim.

Even though he was a princess of a small country, he had unusual results on the battlefield.

(I see, this pressure is amazing)

The kingdom of Amriah was one of the unwavering mighty nations.

They were expanding their territory by claiming land and assets in various countries, backed by massive armaments.

However, after the great defeat in the first battle at Stillbeats, the claims of the past were flouted and the nations were dispossessed of their territory.

The bell rings loudly.

The bells were used in the Amurian kingdom, although the bells were usually used mainly for horns, drums, and bronzes. Its use applications are limited.

(-Signalling the Commencement of War)

This was the first battlefield for Nerim to fight as a member of the kingdom of Amriah.

As opposed to Hetoa, there were many men, such as the head of the Kingsguard in the Kingdom of Amuria and the head of the court magic group.

Nerim is not included in it.

Based on the fact that it was the first battlefield, Nerim was assigned to a relatively rear-end faction.

(The plan is simple but solid. Hetoa, a powerful soldier, is stopping her and destroying a small number of Stillbeats......)

In fact, the operation proceeded slowly.

He's pushed Hetoah in with the wounded out.

However, Nerim's gaze was nailed to Hetoa.

I had never seen a sword move or magic before.

Hetoah's form of fighting was attractive to others, even though it was being held back.

Lord Nerim, it's time for our troops to move. Let's dodge the opponent's realm. "

Got it.

Nerim's troops were also in action.

While some of her feelings sparked her desire to watch Hetoah battle, controlling her emotions was an essential skill on the battlefield. I tried to push myself to kill myself and advance to the front of the troops.

Suddenly, a large amount of turbidity surged onto the battlefield.

"This is...!"

The tragic state of war that had been going on had taken on a tragic form.

Fortunately, Nerim and the others in the rear were not harmed.

But Hetor's front line is swallowed up in an instant.

Oh my God!

The Squad Leader sows.

It is not in the operations of the Kingdom of Amriya.

"Stillbeats operation... is that it...?"

Nerim thinks as he puts his hand on his chin.

The difference between the number of troops in the Kingdom of Amuria and the Kingdom of Stillbeats was clear.

Attempting a suicide bombing that would be devastating, regardless of the enemy's allies, would also be one hand here.

Stillbeats will be happy if we can bridge the power gap more or less.

However, Nerim had some elements that he couldn't be sure of.

(Stillbeats are moving slowly...)

Rescue and retreat of allies is underway.

However, they didn't strike.

It is possible that the Stillbeats exercised to reset the situation and buy more time because the Amurian Kingdom was in a state of war.

However, it seemed that the confusion on Stillbeats' part was great.

Above all,

(... it's too imposing. It's not in line with Stillbeats' policy.)

The operation has the personality of a nation and a commander.

This suicide bombing wasn't the Stillbeats Nerim knew how to fight.

――――

The sound of a distinctive instrument plays on the battlefield.

It was released from the Stillbeats faction.

(Falling back... was it a natural phenomenon that had nothing to do with either?)

In a panic, both factions were forcibly separated.

Without knowing the culprit that created the turbulence, the battlefield would be ready for the next day.

The war situation often stagnates.

The battle between the Kingdom of Amuria and the Kingdom of Stillbeats was equally protracted.

Nerim-sama, it's clear.

The Squad Leader calls out to Nerim in the camp.

Nerim, who was on his way to the food ration, paused and saluted.

The Squad Leader returned the salute in a reflexive manner.

The turbulence that preceded has left us with a vacancy in our power to hold Hetoa back.

"... but to me?"

"It's just what you think." But we don't have to work together. We just need to isolate Hetoa from the rest of the battlefield. "

“I'll do my best, but is she safe?”

It is possible that they have not been helped in that situation.

However, Nerim had a certain conviction while asking. I'm sure I can't do anything about Hetoa.

In fact, the commander nodded to Nerim's question.

"Someone has seen Hetoa escape the turbid stream." Moreover, he took advantage of the chaos and rescued the wounded on the battlefield. "

That 's--

That's brilliant.

When I do, I'm going to mouth it, and I'm going to stop.

Hetoa is the enemy.

I can't imitate it like a compliment.

But the Squad Leader smiled bitterly, too.

"Don't worry." I could see Lord Nerim's state of mind. There was a time when I was not from the kingdom of Amriya for a long time. I fought as a mercenary, so today's enemies will be on my side tomorrow. It's normal to look at Hetoa as a warrior. "

"That's right..."

"Even though I'm supposed to be full of hands, I can't even help people... can I afford it? Are you a personality?" Maybe both. If the battle had gone on, Hetoah would have pushed it back - no, this would have gone too far. ”

The squad leader shakes his head left and right.

But Nerim agreed.

So much so that a question mark appeared on the murderer of the turbulence.

“What was the turbulence after all?”

"It's not a natural phenomenon." There are no places nearby where it rains, and there are no rivers that have enough water to flood. It's definitely magic. "

"But at that scale..."

"It would be possible if the Stillbeats' Magic Corps joined together." But they were on the battlefield. I don't think there's any surplus personnel. "

The Squad Leader class didn't seem to have a clear answer either.

After all, it wasn't a plan of the Kingdom of Amuria.

“Either way, isn't it bad to fight with the uncertainty left out?”

“That's the right idea. However, war is a force that sometimes works from outside the battlefield to determine the next course of action. We have lost a lot of territory in this war. We cannot stop to negotiate the terms of peace even to the slightest advantage."

Is it a relay battle?

"I can't disobey orders from above." It might still work today. "

The squad leader nodded.

Both had bored faces.

Then, Nerim was assigned to another unit and was told that position.

Since it depended on how Hetoa appeared, he had to slam his head into the fixed position where many patterns had been prepared.

The battlefield begins again.

And it was the kingdom of Amriah that moved.

Stillbeats is in a defensive position.

……

Nerim felt awkwardness alongside the finest of the kingdoms of Amriah.

The shabby soil also contributes to the uncomfortability.

(Everyone talked to me, but... it's still tingling)

The fact that we have allowed another country to invade.

The opponent is Hetoa.

The prolonged state of war.

Dissatisfaction with internal affairs.

Various factors were heavily influenced, and no one could say that they were in a good mood for flattery.

But the battlefield couldn't be better.

The bell rings.

"Let's go, Hetois is over there."

Golden hair greets you.

For Nerim, the battle against Hetor led to a new discovery. If it hadn't been for his allies, he would have been buried in an instant.

Even the brilliantly dancing golden hair seemed to be a weapon to fall in love with beauty.

"Damn...!"

One arm of the Commander of the Kingsguard was skipped.

New personnel have been replenished.

The battle against Hetoah has always been five-for-one, and none has been committed from the beginning.

I was wondering if Nerim would have more than enough.

With that in mind, Nerim was only respectful.

(Awesome, awesome!)

Undoubtedly, the strongest of the Jewish tribes.

Nerim was made to understand the weight of Hetoah's blow.

(I heard it was the same generation, but it was amazing!)

It was a difference in strength that I had never felt before.

Proficient, but mixed with a new technique that doesn't get stuck in the old ways of fighting.

Nerim's sword skill was rarer to read, but it was my style.

In the case of Hetoa, it sublimates the swordsmanship of the authentic school.

The years were too different to match.

(It makes a difference!)

Nerim's sword was massively jumped.

I don't have the strength to hold a weapon. I was out of stamina.

At the same time, a powerful person who had identified Nerim's time of withdrawal appeared to take his place.

(Amazing.)

As he stepped back, Nerim thought about it for a long time.

A healer appears to heal minor wounds.

Collect the sword to restore health.

Thus, without interruption, one of the nation's finest battles are being put into service for one Hetoah.

(I can't imitate it. No, I'm not the only one. I'm sure it can't be imitated by anyone.)

Even Hetoa hasn't broken the battlefield yet, not to mention the thickness of the Amurian kingdom's power layer.

This was the end of Nerim's first encounter with Hetor.