Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

What the hell is righteousness?

Shaking the soul of Astal-Lanadies has always been a matter of that.

"What is Master Cyril doing?

"Her Majesty says he can't come out holding it in his chamber. Mirhina was worried that she seemed to eat very little and was afraid that her health would be compromised as it was."

"Good luck reporting. But Master Cyril is not His Majesty. The king of this kingdom is revealed in His Majesty Elius. Be careful from now on."

"And I beg your pardon"

As she lowered her men, she looked over her head, not making sure she was alone. On one side of the ceiling, the Great God and His Messengers were depicted with fantastic brushes, successfully wrapping this room in a unique atmosphere.

God is called Vashtara. What is said of its Vashtara teachings is the Vashtarian doctrine that dominates the northern part of the continent. Vashtara is the most famous god on this continent and the Vashtara faith has long been rooted in this earth. And Vashtalia, which is fundamental to Vashtara's teachings, was the largest religious group on the continent and formed the corner of the three major forces on the continent.

It is one of the doctrines that Vashtara is the central being of the world and that all things are born out of God's great will. And the very essence of all things is love, and love is the great power that moves the world.

Not that Astar believes in the teachings. This room, which she currently uses instead of the office, was originally a space for royal aristocracy visiting the royal palace to use for a variety of purposes. Religious painting on one side of the ceiling is not her hobby, but something that the royal humans who supported the design must have greeted when building the royal palace. The Vashtara faith was rooted in the earth and nothing was Vashtarian's unique teaching. Just because you believe in Vashtara doesn't mean you belong to Vashtaria.

She uses this room because it was convenient for her to give instructions inside the royal palace. It's upstairs, just in front of the room, with a staircase down to the ground floor and a staircase up to the third floor. That alone seemed functional.

In terms of room hobbies, a more qualitative and dear space would suit her better, but that's why I didn't think of painting the ceiling or anything like that.

(... naturally)

What she floated in the back of her brain was about Cyril-Logner. No, he became king of the past, and he had to grow up like a bird in a cage. No, it could be worse than the little birds they keep. He was betrayed.

to a general who would have believed to be loyal.

to Astal-Lanadies.

(Where am I, such as righteousness?

She groaned in her heart at that painful pain, not knowing who she was either of those things that tighten her chest.

It would be the extreme of iniquity, such as flipping an anti-flag against the Lord.

But I had to take action. If we hadn't taken action now, it would have been like sitting and waiting for doom.

Doom was looming from the north and the south. It was only a matter of time before a terrible large force called Zalwarn and a small country of the same magnitude as Logner named Gandhia came to this country with their doom.

Logner was once overwhelmed by the mighty force of Zalwarn, lay low and begged for forgiveness. As a result, Logner became Zalwarn's homeland, but given Logner's military power at the time, it was an impossible decision. The voice of broken English may also rise. If we resisted, after a thorough kick, the country itself, Logner, could have vanished from the history of the continent.

but that's why there was no peaceful visit to Logner.

Zalwarn began to speak to Logner's government. He might have taken it for granted if he had tried Zalwarn, such as interfering in the internal affairs of his country. Listen to us because we will protect you from the outside enemy, because it is impossible.

No one could stop Logner from dyeing Zalwarn's color.

The result was distortion (hizu) mi, and a great gulf between the army and the royal family. It would be a good example of this, driving the Astal-Lanadies to remote areas, where they should have made so much war effort so far, and returning the dysfunctional Gio-Gilberth to the front. Everyone's flattering HR says it was the fruit of a man named Heath-Lerga, who was coming out of Zalwarn, pleading with the King, but it was also true that that plea was half blackmail and could not be defied by the King, more than the plea was in the context of his power as Zalwarn's deputy.

And he took Gio-Gilberth, who had just returned, as his general, and entrusted him with the command of the fortress of Balsar.

Astar wanted to shout at the king. Why is the command of the Gandia invading army Geo-Gilbers? At this point, you don't have to be yourself. If there was anything else appropriate, it would have been fine. For example, if First Prince Elius were to be General, many generals would have tried to raise all their might to lead the battle of the prince to victory. I would have joined forces sometime before trying to make up for what was missing from the prince.

But she never screamed. I rather have to shut up.

My self-esteem didn't allow me to shout at her.

She has always had stronger loyalties than anyone else and more results than anyone else. Everyone will admit that Astal-Lanadies is the general who stands for Logner in both fame and fame.

I am also proud to have fallen the fortress of Balsar. Regardless, that probably includes the element of the emergence of Quon-Camilla, but it was the prevailing view that if Gio-Gilberth had taken command, he could not have let the fortress fall, and she had a similar view.

Not so long ago, a man named Gio-Gilberth was awkward.

Gio-Gilberth, as part of one of Logner's leading prestigious Gilberth families, is a man who came into the army with ringtones. He then continued to be active in meeting the thoughts and expectations of his surroundings and was promoted to general at a young age. That was the promise of a bright future full of glory and honor, united by the envy and expectations of all the Logner people.

But Gio-Gilberth was to continue to betray those expectations. From trivial failures to serious failures, he had repeatedly failed several times, until he had only ever been slapped in the pussy of an incompetent general or something. Can you no longer stand the heavy pressures of the general, or was it that figure that was the original Gio-Gilberth? Or the possibility of both.

Anyway, everyone expected that Gio-Gilberth, who had lost confidence from the people and generals and had fallen by the time he was slapped in the pussy, would be removed from the front line, left to the head of defense of the King's Capital and others, and would continue on to a miserable end.

No one saw him as such as returning to the front line as a general, let alone drowning in alcohol, nor could it be thought that what should be at the apex as the king of a nation would appoint a fool like Gio as commander of the Gandia invading army.

Anyone who was in Logner's country would have been flabbergasted by the King's judgment and, at the same time, despaired of disappointment. It is not broken. It was the worst decision I could think of, an outrage, and the extreme of stupidity.

Still, Astal-Lanadies hadn't given up. Whether he was deprived of his authority as commander or forced to return from the fortress of Balsar to the king's capital, Myram, he never resented the king, nor did he disdain him. Iron loyalty did not allow her to be upset. Of course, I had some thoughts, and I couldn't prepare an answer to my men's accusations and protests against the King that would only convince them. I could only repeat that it was the king's decision.

Such a girlfriend has a limit of patience.

Astal-Lanadies' wings to fly across the battlefield, as the two names indicate, have been ripped off.

By Gio-Gilberth.

All that time, she also made her voice absurd and wanted to curse the king. The lives of the two knights she grew up on hand salt are put at risk by incompetent fools - just thinking so tightened her breasts strongly.

Regardless, it doesn't matter what happens to a general other than the two knights. But nevertheless, it was that they should not grow up from their own hands and become knights worthy of coloring her battlefield, and that they, even called the two wings, should not be fulfilled in the incompetent battle drawn by the General.

And when reports arrived that the Logner faction had been defeated in the battle on the Balsar Plains and that the fortress had been recaptured, the chains of loyalty, named Loyalty, which had held her heart back so hard, broke apart with sound.

The loss reached Astal-Lanadies' ears when, tomorrow morning, July 1st, the sun still rose or not. She had stayed in Myram, the king's capital, with a gesture of five hundred from a few days before the arrival of the newspaper in order to see the king and express her private heart, and it was just on the day she was due to see the loss.

Astal-Lanadies was outraged by the fact that, although he was woken up slamming where he was staying in the abyss of his dreams, the troops led by Gio-Gilberth had not only been defeated as much as he had expected, but had withdrawn with devastating blows and scattering.

As time stood, reports also increased, revealing the full extent of the defeat, but she was not comfortable living until the survival of Wayne Bersein-Teulos and Grad-Clyde was confirmed. Most of all, I couldn't even be happy when the survival of the two men was confirmed.

On June 29th, the number of Logner troops deployed behind Fortress Balsar to intercept the impending Gandia army was six thousand. Considering that the total force is seven thousand, it is almost full force and can be considered a total force battle. From reports that the opposing Gandian army was all five thousand, and moreover there were flags of Lucion and Myon, the combined reinforcements from the allies to that extent must not have been a total force.

It is arguably Gandia's weakness that we have to break down the number of soldiers in our vigilance against Berel and Azark. Most importantly, as long as we have an alliance with Lucion and Mion, we can focus only on the three parties.

For Logner, who can strike out into total force against the backdrop of Zalwarn's force, Gandia's inability to focus solely on this one was nothing but an overwhelming advantage.

The difference in troop numbers is in thousands.

It was a battle you were supposed to win.

The target is Gandhia's Leongando Ray-Gandhia. I'm talking about not having any actual experience so far and never taking command. "If the commander was incompetent, he would not have lost, even if Algazard-Balgazar had refrained.

but if this commander is incompetent, what do you think?

He challenged an outdoor showdown.

Did you try to be overwhelmed by the difference in force, or was it some kind of secret measure? Either way, I have to break with stupidity. Famous for its impenetrability - in fact, Logner had attacked it for years - but it was unthinkable to her, such as fighting without using it, even though Fortress Balsar was in hand.

As a result, more than a thousand soldiers scattered their lives on the battlefield, and the remaining less than five thousand soldiers fled with their lives.

It could be called a historic great defeat.

One of the causes of defeat, he said, was Gandia's prepared armed summoner's incredible firepower, but nevertheless, it was Gio-Gilberth's extraction that gave that armed summoner a place of action, and his foolish command must have been the biggest factor in the great defeat. And he should have been convicted by the blame for that great defeat, but there were no reports that he had crossed the border.

According to what I saw in Gio-Gilberth's last appearance, he was running his horse towards the barely manned fortress of Balsar, from which he may have tried to return to the fortress once and rebuild his front. But nobody followed him to Fort Balsar and said everyone went for the border to return.

There was a reason for that.

When Gio-Gilberth was headed for the fortress, the fortress was flying a Gandhian flag, not a logner. In short, the fortress was recaptured during the battle. And it must have been that the soldiers who survived were seen to be sandwiched and destroyed by the troops who had reclaimed the fortress and those deploying on the plains when they returned to the fortress.

Challenged a showdown in the open, but a great defeat of the late.

It was Gio-Gilberth who made that decision, and it was Cyril Ray-Logner who left him in command.

July 1st.

After noon that day, Astar-Lanadies saw King Cyril as planned.

There was no one else in the Great Hall of the Royal Palace but Cyril Ray-Logner and Astal-Lanadies. She wanted to pay for it, and the king responded accordingly.

In a space like a religious painting, also known as the Vashtarian style, characterised by delicate colour use and bold and ingenious construction, Astal-Lanadies looked seriously at the face of the master sitting on the throne. It's not about peeking at your complexion. Equal to staring.

Once, a man who was so cool that it seemed that the word English Chi Chi Chi was such a good fit had also turned into a shadow that he could not find it. He was drowning in alcohol after he drowned his head in front of Zalwarn's overwhelming power. It must have been caused by the deprivation of most of his powers as king by Zalwarn's deputies, and that deputies would give him booze and women.

Every time I saw the King getting enlarged day by day, Astar's chest nearly ripped open. I had to subordinate myself to Zalwarn because I had no prospect of overturning the difference in force, which was also, in other words, proof of their general's lack of strength. If only I had more power. If only I could wield enough extraction to defeat the great army with an oligarchy...

"What's the story?

To Cyril's inquiry, Astar quietly tried to open her mouth when she broke off her thoughts. It was a number of scenarios that swirled around the back of my brain at that moment. Numerous memories full of fantastic light. It was her history and it should have been a glorious day for Logner as well.

That too is now long ago.

"Your Majesty. General Gilberth has been defeated and Fortress Balsar has been reclaimed"

"I'm listening"

"Then we should take immediate action. The Gandhian army, which recaptured the fortress and built its confidence, will not always come at us. We've lost a thousand soldiers. We can't afford to sit back and watch the situation."

"Should we ask Zalwarn for reinforcements?"

"That would be nice, too. But in view of Zalwarn's insights, we also know the strength his country can offer as a reinforcement."

"But would it be enough to make up for the lost force?

Astar was shocked by the fact that he had no emotions whatsoever in his voice, looking at the king's face as if it were floating in heat. No, I know you're distressed. But it was agony such as what attitude to seek reinforcements against Zalwarn, not condolences or regrets for the loss of numerous soldiers as a result of the failure.

Now wouldn't it be too pitiful for the ex-dead ones under Gio-Gilberth's command - she wanted to scream. But I guess there's nothing I can do where I screamed. To deliver the cry of a grieving soul to your heart, the king's fat is getting too thick.

She narrowed her eyes. Reduce the painful passion and tell it cold.

"Then you don't have to bother Zalwarn's hand in the first place"

"Do you have a hand?

"It's up to His Majesty to make his decision."

"My decision...?

Cyril looked like she didn't understand what Astar was thinking. Astar found a phantom of the past in the indescribable affection of the king's expression at that moment, forgetting me. Cyril has always been. When I didn't see sincerity in their opinions, I decided to look like that. Then they have to reveal all their opinions. You won't be able to leave me alone.

But this time, it wasn't if my mind was being moved. Chill. You have to behave extremely chilly. No emotions needed.

Astal looked into Cyril's eyes.

"Give way to Prince Elius. Then the morale of the soldier will rise and you will hit several times as many enemies."

"Nah......!

Cyril had lost even her voice to words she would not have imagined. Natural reaction. A few seconds might even have been inconsiderate. Whoever it is, it will be. He was forced to give way to a general who had publicly stated that he would put his letter first. It must have been quite a shock. Cyril's mood is beyond observation.

But Astar just kept going cold.

"The people suffer from poverty and oppression, the soldiers are stifled by dissatisfaction and distrust, and we are frustrated by misery and disappointment. It and this, all in His Majesty's presence."

"Are you distracted! Astal-Lanadies!

Astar only recognised the fact that his majesty and glow as king had been lost so much to Cyril's appearance as he grew pale and absurd in anger. Both sympathy and numerous similar emotions are fogged before the words to be told.

"It is imperative that people's hearts depart from the royal family more than His Majesty did not listen to our voices and entrusted himself and his heart to the sweet words of Zalwarn's deputies. Now, we have fought with all our lives for the royal family. Whether the country was rough, the people mourned, and the voice of despair ravaged the land of Logner, we continued to stand on the front as royal swords and shields. But there's nothing you can do about it. All we have to do is bleed and scatter our lives......!

"You! Are you saying that I am the cause of this? What have I done wrong...! Until now, I have never made the wrong choice for once! Dropped his head in Zalwarn to protect this country! And I have to keep my relationship even if I crawl over more than I drooped my head. How can you not know that!

"Surrender five years ago. That's not the problem. Everyone will send a compliment to that decision."

Astal continued his words, staring coldly at Cyril, who shouted loudly enough to echo the Great Hall of the Royal Palace.

"But time flies, things change."

"Become... what are you guys!?

Cyril summoned nothing more than the continued intrusion of Astar's soldiers into the Great Hall of the Royal Palace. It was slightly different from Astar's plans, but it was just an error. I guess the soldiers have entered into so much Cyril's rage that they feel the crisis of Astar. Astar told his men to go into the hall when something happened.

"Somebody! Who is it?

"Your Majesty is all that remains."

――

Astal's words were also similar to the pronouncement of death. Already the royal palace is dominated by the Astar side, and Cyril was completely isolated by what she told the king to pay. It was impossible to seek help from the outside, nor was Cyril an excellent person in personal martial arts who would be able to cut through this situation on his own. In the first place, it was too hypertrophic to fight.

"- Astar... it's Astar-Lanadies."

I guess I figured things out - Cyril said her name like she was relieved. From the giant, there was a loss of power and a danger of collapsing even now. Where are those eyes looking?

"What do you really want...? After Elius takes power, is that to take real power?

……

Astar admitted that blood draws from her entire body for unexpected questions. That was nothing but an insult to her. I didn't have personal feelings. If I had a personal appetite, I would have gotten into Zalwarn's deputies and made my position stronger. So I would have run to Zalwarn one day as far as this country was concerned. But there was no other way to indulge in Zalwarn's deputies than to be loyal to Logner, the very essence that was making her present on this earth. And if you were to commit a conspiracy for yourself, you would have gone after hardening the ground more.

This rebellion was no exaggeration when it came to impulses.

A rapidly cooling heart takes away the heat from all feelings for Cyril. My hands tremble. It's not anger. It's not passion. Something darker and heavier is raising her voice deep in her heart.

Unexpectedly, one soldier stepped out in front of Astar. Elenia-Diphone. He was the knight of Logner and a delicacy that was showing up at the head of Astar's subdivision.

"Your Majesty knows nothing! Master Astar doesn't want power or anything! Just like us, think for this country......!

"It's an interesting joke. For the country? For the people? For soldiers? Would it all be for me? Say all the beautiful things...! You've committed a rebellion! The opposite is true! There was no justice!

The scream as if it had squeezed out its last force was no longer only a murmur in Astar's ear. The heat was no longer taken away. The glorious days were driven to the other side of the fantasy, and there was but one king in front of him, a fool not enough to take and a fruitful one.

Astar told him.

"That's what's going on."

"You......!

"Your Majesty just needs that if you give the throne to Prince Elius. Leave the rest to the new king and us."

I guess that word wasn't the deciding factor either, but Cyril Ray-Logner never resisted after this. Some of them will have found that there is nothing they can do where they resisted. Cyril was exhausted in those days, but some reason should have remained, and that reason should have taught him.

It is difficult to control the royal palace with only five hundred gestures that Astar has brought to the king's capital. That means nothing more than that there are people who helped control the Royal Palace on Astar's side. And given the awesomeness of Astar's people's expectations, the fact that most of the humans working for the Royal Palace were cooperative with her might not have been surprising, stuck a give up on Cyril.

Thus, Astal-Lanadies' conspiracy succeeded.

It was when Cyril was removed, and the first prince Elius became the new king of Logner.

The newspaper immediately flew all over the country.

The name of the new king Elius Ray-Logner was received by many citizens as good news. Expectations had arisen among the people that national politics would be stable and the people would not suffer. I had given up on Zalwarn having no choice but to shake his tail, but still, it's not the same story that the burden lays heavily on the people.

A prince with less ties to Zalwarn had more hope than King Cyril, who had been ostracized by Zalwarn in disdain of the people.

And someone as good as General Astal-Lanadies. Many citizens were shocked by the fact that they had to move from scratch and were sympathetic to Astar. No, it was from before that I was sympathetic to her. Even though it was public appreciation that nothing worked for Logner more, the fact that she was kept away from the center by the rise of Gio-Gilberth and the fact that its incompetent general had taken the seat of commander of the Gandia invading army had motivated the people to support her.

Regardless, that's a big part of what Astal-Lanadies has done over the years, and if she hadn't had any significant results either, she wouldn't have gotten so much sympathy.

Of course, there was rebellion.

Just because you are a popular general of the nation, there was no way you could control all the soldiers, all the people.

Rebellion to the Astal-Lanadies were those with deep connections to Zalwarn, many of whom behaved as Gio-Gilberth's sidekick and tried to hold a glorious future with him. It was only natural for them to rebel against the Astal-Lanadies, who did not think Zalwarn well.

And it was the second prince, Arles Reus-Logner, who they, even the anti-Ranadians, should recommend to crusade the Astal-Lanadies.

Arles was in Zalwarn. A second prince, he could not succeed the throne any more than Ellius was alive, and therefore left Logner wanting to encourage him to study. In the capital and dragon palace of Zalwarn, there was a large school worthy of a great power, so that Logner would attend that school during the period when he became a member of Zalwarn.

It was Arles, who had no part in the national government at all, but there was no day, no matter, when I didn't think about Logner. My father would not fall down with hard work, my mother would not miss me, and my brother would still smile today, as he did every day, asking Ozeon-Danner, who serves Royal Logner, to send a letter to me with the daily events of the Royal Palace.

Earles took action because the letter he received from Ozeon-Danner on July 3 contained shocking information that Astal-Lanadies had committed a conspiracy and the fact that his beloved father was forced to leave. That's not all. General Astal-Lanadies, who pressed for his exit against the backdrop of overwhelming force, said that when he put his beloved brother Elius in power, he took charge of Elius and took control of national politics.

His actions were swift. He met Mirelbas-Ryburn at the Wu Long Hall in the heart of the Dragon Mansion, told him what was going on with Logner and made a direct complaint asking him to lend his army to crusade the conspirator Astar-Lanadees and his party.

Upon acceptance, Mirelbus immediately prepared General Gray-Barzelg and three thousand soldiers. It was not until July 4th that the great army, with Arles as general general, departed the capital of Zalwarn, the Dragon House. In the next five days we are reaching the Logner border, so I have to say it is a tremendous march speed.

The Arles army entered Recondahl on July 6th.

That morning, information that a large Zalwarn unit led by Arles had broken into Logner's country had reached Astal-Lanadies.

(Again...)

When Astar heard the report, it was the first thing that snapped. That's what I expected. It is unlikely that Arles, who has deep feelings for his family and who will not forget his pride as a royal family for a moment, will take any action in the matter of the General's conspiracy.

Bringing in Zalwarn's army is also within the limits of our assumptions. It was not out of the math that the fierce general of Zalwarn, Gray-Barzelg, came out, but that does not pose a major problem either.

According to the report, it is a total of three thousand troops. Not the number you can't deal with. I suppose they will do much good, but there is also justice here. Though I cannot wipe the dark impression compared to the righteousness of Earles, even though the beginning of his righteousness is more unjust.

The concern should be whether horizontal spears from other countries in the midst of fighting the Zalwarne army will not be allowed in. No matter how advantageous the battlefield is, if it is attacked by other forces, everything will be attributed to blisters. We would not be able to detect Logner's insights more than we are thoroughly blocking the border and preventing the leakage of information, but we could not appease him.

Feeling the signs, Astal-Lanadies opened his eyes. They had their eyelids closed at some point. It's a habit to think deeply. It's been a lot of attention since I was a kid, but it wasn't even something I tried to fix.

In front of her, a young man stood. Elius Ray-Logner. He didn't even take one of the brochures and stopped by all the time.

He was a cool young man with eyes. A stand-up behavior that is elegant but doesn't make it feel cramped may be unique to him. He always had a smile, listened well to the voice of his subjects, and only had the measure to adopt it immediately, if that opinion was correct. That's nothing more than having the ability to judge people's opinions right or wrong, but he wasn't proud of it, he was rather humble.

That may be the same as Cyril once was, and Royal Logner tradition.

"Your Majesty. Were you determined to be fought with your brother?

Astal inquired, staring into Elius' calm eyes. Arles also needs no more fighting than he is a Royal Logner person by nature. His aim is probably a crusade of the Astar clan and certainly not a showdown with Elius. Nevertheless, Astar has to fight. More than their goal is herself, they must take the sword and intercept it.

Besides, the opponent is Zalwarn's army. Fighting and defeating Zalwarn's army will also prove that he escaped Zalwarn's rule internally and externally. And to give it more emphasis, it was better to be the intention of the new king Elius.

"Can you win?

Elius' questions were always concise. And I guess soft, cool waist and polite language are factors that make people feel comfortable expressing their opinions. Meanwhile, people were distant from Cyril, who began to turn his ear only to the words of Zalwarn's deputy. It was only natural for people to see a glimmer of hope in Elius' succession to the throne.

It was in that context that the Astal-Lanadies conspiracy was also accepted by the people.

And Astar couldn't help but be surprised by Elius, who wouldn't change one complexion even though he was going to fight his real brother. Never before have I insulted Elius, but I never thought I'd be so brazen. I can't imagine Earles coming to the front line, but there's no chance of that either. In some cases, Arles could have died in battle.

But Elius' expression had the usual smile, and he didn't even see the shadow of distress or distress.

"I will definitely win"

"Really? I don't mind that. I'll leave the rest to you."

"... I'll take care of it"

Wait or not for Astal's words, Elius turned his back on this one. I guess a qualitative standing is a custom from when I was a prince. Besides, the fact that you don't need to wear fancy clothes because you are royal is something that has been said many times since your predecessor's time. Most importantly, there was a trend yesterday that it was the right thing to wear beautifully, either from the influence of Zalwarn's deputies.

Elius preferred a qualitative, moveable outfit from childhood, which still seemed to be the same.

Shortly before he left the room, he looked back and said:

"By the way, aren't you lost in something?

"Huh...?

Astal was half-witted when Elius asked him that way. Some confusion arises over unexpected inquiries. Lost. Are you lost? If you are lost, what are you lost? In a sudden inquiry, her head was empty. I wonder why. I see no reason to converge confusion.

At no time was Ellius calm when he looked out for this one.

"Aren't you regretting this rebellion? I think of my father, Cyril, and I am angry at the sins he has committed. You can't do that. You waved the flag. In that you are troubled, those who have believed in you and followed you are pathetic. You have to put your chest up and take the lead. Raise righteousness in heaven and move forward."

Elius' soft, all-encompassing voice seemed to converge slightly the confusion in Astal's head. The relief felt like it was when I was playing with my father at a young age.

Astal, whose confusion subsided and his mind was restored to equilibrium, was ashamed of his impudence, at the same time wondering if Elius, who was supposed to be a much younger young man than himself, was at a far higher height than himself in his spirituality. It was your will that caused it. I acted as my soul commanded, worrying about the fate of this country, but it was the result of death.

Righteousness is here.

Astal stared resolutely at Elius. I can no longer shake my heart. Can't shake it. He renewed his loyalty to the royal family. As long as she has this loyalty, she will be able to fight through any situation.

Then, Elius, he laughed coolly and told.

"Don't worry about anything. Whatever the outcome, it is my neck that should be dedicated at the end."