Times are moving.

It melts, squeaks, and makes noises when it was frozen.

Gandhia drank the logner and the situation in the small group of countries changed. Neighbouring countries were rather flabbergasted than surprised by its electrically repressive plays. Both Berel and Azark, even Lucion, their allies, said they were taken aback.

But the change wasn't just made by Gandia.

He said the intermittent changes taking place in various parts of the small group of nations have finally rippled into the centre as well. Some talk of a new country happening in the North and expanding as it continues to gain momentum, while the quote that took over the country, the story of the Demon King who waged war on the countries around him, is being spread to the point of exaggeration.

North.

Gandhia seems to have set a course for the north and its ambitions. That should also be the case, with Lucion, an ally in the South, and Mion, an ally in the East as well. The only way to expand the national territory is to point the way north or west. What are the intentions behind avoiding Azark, which seems easier to give than the mighty Zalwarn, and challenging Logner? As a result, Gandia was forced to confront Zalwarn. Zalwarn would try to crush Gandhia with all his might by being swallowed up by his native, Logner. Otherwise, prestige as a country could fall to the ground.

"I don't know what Gandhia meant. Anyway, the King of Gandhia is rumored to be" lying "."

"Don't judge one by rumors, Waldo. Until we actually meet and see for sure."

Quon-Camilla shrugged her shoulders to the voice of the man as if he had seen through this one's head. Transfer your gaze behind your back from an old painting on the wall. A big man in a White Shield uniform looks at this one strangely.

Wald-Mastia. Perhaps I was curious to see the painting blurry.

Painting. Looking at the angels descending, I guess it's a religious painting. Unfortunately, the dirt stands out by the way, but overall, it can be said to be a great job. Something with a pair of wings, coming down with the light plugging in from the clouds. The image of an angel may have been the same thing in a different world.

The Quons are in a small church halfway down the mountain road. Apparently, the building, which had been abandoned for decades, was badly damaged overall, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was abandoned. I stopped by such ruins because it started raining quickly. It was a long journey. It was just right for a break and we decided to stay in the church until it stopped raining.

Fortunately, no major damage was seen to the roof. It was determined that it was sufficient to shelter in the rain.

"It's just the right building for a rainstorm."

An old man showed himself from behind Waldo. Swell-Lanagaudi. It is no exaggeration to speak of the staff of the White Shield. He is an important advisor to Quon and don't think he would have been lost on the streets by now without him. It couldn't have been anything like the confidence to live independently in this unparalleled otherworlds.

"I guess we should call it a good start."

"Unlucky luck is an important element in living the world. Especially if you're going to lead a group, as long as you're lucky."

"Must be."

Quon laughed. In fact, I have a sense that I would be blessed with heaven's luck. Ever since I was summoned to this world (Illus Valle), that thought has been while becoming stronger. I also believed that my encounter with Swirl and my patrols with Waldo, Mana and the Illis were due to their luck. I have met them, and I have them now.

I think it's a happy situation.

"Speaking of luck, the King of Gandia is blessed with luck, too. I picked up a rare talent just in time, reclaimed my territory, and swallowed up my enemies."

Kuon narrowed his eyes for a moment to Swell's words, but turned back behind him before the two of them noticed. I don't look at painting, I think about the boy that floated behind my brain.

Kamiya-san (Kamiya-san). In the world I was in, I was a dear friend. He is also summoned to this world to act as an armed summoner. Moreover, he is the armed summoner of Gandia now under discussion, and the name of "Black Spear” thunderbolts into a small group of nations.

(Same as me six months ago)

It also seems like a long time ago that the "white shield” crowded the public. Activity in a vibrant first line was an event that left Gandhia aching, but could not be helped by Quon, who had just been summoned and knew as little about the situation in this world as dew. He was caught up in the battle, forced to exercise his armed summons, and at some point he was victorious. That's just it. There was no such emotion. However, it would have been a good experience to know that raw war was a terrible thing.

Azmaria-Altemax, an armed summoner feared by two names of demons. It was Quong and Setsuna that she called from different worlds using the ability of the Summoning Army from Mizu. I have no idea what she's up to so far. At least, I'm pretty sure I was trying to train Quon, but I didn't know what that meant.

There's no way a demon's dream can ever be understood.

"I've been looking into it, but it looks like this is where the bandits live"

So it was Graham who emerged from nowhere that changed the air in the field. The aristocratic standing behavior seemed floating among the White Shields, regardless of their identity, and given the encounter with him, not many of them did not have a good impression of Graham.

"Bandit Negijo...? You jumped into a nasty place."

Next to Waldo with a difficult face, Swell glanced at Graham with a long frown. Swell's reputation for him is harsh. That would be natural, too. Graham himself seemed prepared to take that assessment spoiledly.

"Lord Graham, didn't you notice earlier?"

"At Berrell, there were reports of bandits attacking him near the border with Logner, and we were just discussing that response. I was looking for a base, but I wasn't able to identify it."

It was the most seemingly excuse.

His former name was Graham Zan-Nordis. Being the head of the Knights serving the Berel royal family, he tried to obliterate the Quons, who were in a contractual relationship with Berel at the time, in accordance with his heavenly orders. Most importantly, his act of death | was rendered powerless before The Great Guardian (Shield of Messiah), and the Quons gained nothing. Moreover, Graham's outrage turned out to be a mistake coming from his unsolicited assumptions, and Quon was a clap out.

But what Graham served developed to the point where he was not only impeached with mud on King Berel's face, which he signed with the White Shield, but also impeached as enough to be taken as an act of treason against the royal family. The king was furiously angry, stripped of all his honour, and forfeited his possessions. Naturally, although the title of knight was also given back, he was spared the death penalty because he was to be brought into the blood of the queen and the queen pleaded for her life.

Losing his home and name, Graham, who was expelled from Berel, has rather wished to accompany him to The White Shield with a neat face. He argued that waving a sword under Quon was his destiny, and he troubled his surroundings until Quon allowed him to accompany him.

As for Quon, it's not because of him. Even though he was attacked, it was a mistake, and if he was capable, he wanted to take the initiative and join his people. Of course, that was also an impossible story if you were in a contract with the Kingdom of Berel, but it was folded and the contract period was about to end. It was Swirl's view that there were no plans to re-contract more than originally (although Berel's side strongly wanted a contract extension) and that there would be no problem with accompanying him after he left Wang Capital.

Of course, there was a backlash from the team. Anyway, he's the one who tried to make the captain a deceased. Whatever the motive, it's not so easy to trust.

But it's the White Shield that has nothing to do with the good or the bad, and Quon wanted to do with it. It has always been the same. Iris, who is now defending Kuon in the shadows by day, was also an enemy at first. Kuon's idea is that the stronger the enemy, the more comfortable he can be on his side. It may be a sweet way of thinking, but I won't change that again in the future.

If you mean to walk with me, it has nothing to do with my previous history. It is the future that needs to move forward, and there is no time in the past to be obsessed with it, for example.

As a result, Graham has become part of the White Shield, where he works with winds that blow around him, such as his gaze.

"How did you figure that out?

"This is it."

"Dagger......?

What Graham put up at eye level was a dagger meticulously crafted on the sheath. Doesn't look very expensive.

"There were reports of robberies by bandits. You've seen daggers of the same kind as reference material. And I found something of the same type in this church."

"You mean the bandits temporarily kept the hardware they robbed?"

"It may just be one of the Negijo"

"Thanks for the report. Well, what's going on?

Kuon glanced at Waldo and Swell, and Graham. In my stomach, it's decided to do it. But when faced with these problems, it was his way to get executives on the spot to give their opinions first. That way, I can also see that I can't just see what Quon thinks. Naturally, in some cases, executive opinions are adopted.

"I was wondering if you'd like to leave here as soon as it rains. You can leave bandits and the like to the state."

"You're a grandfather who doesn't want to stick his neck in trouble. I'd be disappointed to catch a bandit and win a prize."

"Until I have given priority to the wishes of Master Quong. The Nest of the Imperial Devil still needs to annoy the thieves."

"I don't even know what Mr. Swell is saying, but as far as I'm concerned, I don't know if I can pretend not to see it."

"Destination will be far away, won't it?

"I thought it was just for a few days. It may annoy everyone, but if the damage caused by the bandits is reduced, it is our hope."

There will be no such thing as a dramatic change in the situation in those few days. Gandia just dropped Logner and can't move, and Zalwarn is unlikely to be able to get Logner back just by his freely moveable force. If there were, it would be about a skirmish between Gandhia and Zalwarn. That doesn't change anything.

If Zalwarn were to set his back and embark on the Gandhian invasion, it would be more than a month ahead of him. Instead, Gandia might be ahead of time to embark on the Zalwarn offensive. Gandia said he lost a lot of soldiers in the battle ahead, but there are also stories of taking in almost all of Logner's forces. With the power of our allies there is no possibility to decide that Zalwarn can fight more than reciprocity either.

There will be war. That's for sure. Gandia didn't hide her ambitions to the north, and Zalwarn's ambitions were heading south. If the will with power collides, it is clear to everyone that it will develop into war. And it's also obvious that there will be many deaths.

That's a terrible thing to think about. Countless lives are scattered, for no reason. The battlefield is horrible, the struggle is tedious.

"I don't think anyone is annoying or anything. Even Grandpa, right?

"Whatever. Unless there's more to it, I'll follow Mr. Quong's decision."

In the dark, it would mean resolutely opposing decisions that cause enormous damage to the organization. That's fine. That's why we move forward with confidence.

"Bye."

"Oh."

When Graham tried to leave the front of the painting, he stopped. Look over your head. Rainwater seemed to stain from the decaying wooden roof.

"What's wrong?

"No..."

Kuon saw the painting again. It's a common religious painting. Nor is it particularly emotional for Kuon, who is neither faithful nor faithful. Not to mention religions from other worlds. It's novel, but that's all.

"It's nothing. Let's go."

Despite all this, Quon remembered to be hooked somewhere in his mind.

I felt stopped by something.