"Rain only adds momentum. It's depressing."

Hilberto-Antenot did not hide his discomfort in the colours of the sky visible through the window. The black, cloudy sky pattern gives a sense of the coming of the storm. Even as things stand, it's raining heavily. It was the worst weather for Hilberto, who hates rain, and this weather is going to last for a few days, which is why he's depressed.

On the top floor of the heavenly guard at Fort Durham, there is his living room. One of Mion's three generals and entrusted with Fortress Durham, Mion's stronghold, was a man named Hilberto.

"Did the arrow rain stop?"

He, like other personnel, looked out for the soldiers in awe near the entrance and exit of the living room. The lightly dressed soldiers are the exclusive preaching of Hilberto and carry an important role in getting his will across every corner of the fortress. The decree has a uniformly tense look. Naturally. It is in front of the General, who is rumored to be the most horrible in Myon. The fear of minor failures leading to leg loss is fuelling their tension.

When Hilberto grinned at the tension of the decrees, he turned his gaze to a man who, in contrast to the decrees, stood in an attitude free of shards of tension. He was only right to live there, although he was not afraid of the general's gaze.

"How long has it been since the gate broke through?

"... I thought an hour had passed"

My men answered Hilberto's questions before taking out the pocket watch. Then I guess seeing him nodding alone would mean his senses weren't wrong.

"An hour. Enough fighting, I guess."

The vanguard of the Gandhian army, hopefully the Royal SS "The Lion's Tail," would be enough if he continued to fight for an hour against a monster packed "The Lion's Tail".

"There are over a hundred casualties just to know, and I was wondering if any more battle continuity was necessary."

"I haven't heard your opinion. Well, my opinion is the same. There is no need to bleed in vain. Neither Mion, nor Gandia. Gandia's enemies are the only ones to rejoice in such a battle. I've set up a brother-in-law for His Majesty."

It's ridiculous that soldiers who lost their lives for their brother-in-law may not float, but they keep fighting until they're devastated for that. Surrendering without a fight is something he cannot be proud of.

(It's a troubled sex)

I knew a hundred times that my nature was not what the general deserved. That would be the heart of a soldier. Not the kind of person that should have at the top of an organization.

Isius Ray-Mion was also not the person to be at the apex, I suppose.

"I order a truce on all armies. Tell the Gandia army they're willing to surrender."

"Ha!"

Several of the conductors did not pinch a single question against Hilberto's order and left the living room behind. Running down the Heavenly Guard, they will diffuse the General's orders as they rush around every part of the fortress. Only the legs have a bunch of fast guys. Fortress Durham will soon be handed over to the Gandhian army.

(That's fine)

That's fine, he convinces himself. Fortress Durham is the guardian of Mion Lion. It is no exaggeration to say that if the Durham fortress falls, so will Mion Lion. And if Mion Lion falls, Mion will perish.

All you have to do is perish. For the king's naughty will, you just have to perish.

Hilberto glanced at his men, who had once again been brought to the wall, before turning again to the window. Rain legs grow stronger. The Gandhian army has launched a fierce assault, not to think that they would have liked a makeshift accommodation to outrun this heavy rainfall, because, in less than a few hours, they were treading that they could control this robust fortress.

In fact, I guess you're right. The Gandhian army intends to take control of this fortress in less than half a day. It is to the left that the Gandhian army, which came to the fortress of Durham, did not even show us the plot of the siege. And when he heard reports that the castle gate, which should have been tightly closed, had been crushed by a blow, Hilberto understood from the bottom of his heart that Gandia could not be beaten. I had heard more from Gilbert-Hardy about the fact that there was a monster named Setuna the Black Spear. One boy who beat down a dragon bigger than a fortress. I suspected that something like that existed, but with the destruction of the castle gate, the suspicion disappeared. The monster is real, and besides, it's getting inside his fortress.

In defending Fortress Durham, Hilberto had included soldiers under his command to avoid aggressive combat. Even if we were to intercept him, we stopped him from attacking from a distance with a bow, and strictly insisted that the White Soldier War should be avoided as much as possible. There's no point in this fight. You don't have to lose your life in a pointless battle.

Even so, the blood flowed.

Waste of bleeding.

"I was against Isius' support. He was young and it was visible that what had become his guardian would hold power. In fact, you're right. This country was ruled by an absolute man named Mars-Barr"

"If His Highness Sius had succeeded to the throne, this would not have happened," he said?

Sius would have destroyed Myon sooner.

Hilberto told his subordinates, with a sigh.

"It was Mars-Barr who rebuilt Myon. He turned that poor country into a rich country. In just a few years. Without him, I wonder if Mion would have been absorbed by Gandia and Lucion"

Or was there a muddy war around Berel and Laksha over the takeover of territory?

"Mars wanted to put the country he rebuilt beyond the power of Gandia... I wonder if Isius"

Hilberto conceived, recalling the wise manners of the boy king. He was a resourceful boy. I understood things quickly and was able to adapt to everything. I knew how to behave as a king, and there was majesty. I had left my childhood behind, but splendidly, I was able to play king.

Though he was king of puppets.

"What did he think, let Mars live?

Isius Ray-Mion shook his head when he got to the terrible idea that, in fact, he hadn't thought about it at all.

Outside the window, the rain is getting intense.

By the time we received 4 p.m. on January 6, the control of the Durham Fortress by the Gandhian army had been completed.

The time spent in battle is more than an hour. There was no battle-like battle either, which may be an overstatement. He's meeting with a dozen people and killing them. There was a battle. But a full-scale battle is arguably all that was there was.

With Setuna breaking down the gate and the face of "The Lion's Tail" and Rem entering the fortress, it could be said that it was settled. The Gandhian army, which was supposed to follow the rear of the Lion's Tail, never came into an avalanche inside the fortress. I wish I could leave it to The Lion's Tail. It was a big move, but the Setsunas didn't even care.

The Lion's Tail alone was enough power, but the Lem and Reaper are also in the war. I couldn't have lost. Rather, the fact that the main unit was waiting outside the fortress meant that its own soldiers would not have to be disturbed, which also meant that they could use their full powers.

Most importantly, the battle ended before Setsuna got serious.

"That's a light one."

"It's true. I thought more like this would come."

"As much as that's not the situation, you know."

"Sora, you know what I mean."

The battle for Durham Fortress has ended with the surrender of about a thousand people below Hilberto-Antenot, the guardian of Durham Fortress, to the Gandian army. Setsuna was relieved that Miliu was in an incomplete burning mood, which he did not know, but did not have to kill soldiers from his former allies.

I've killed a dozen people who've stood up to me, but it's broken up with that.

"Beautiful brunette, isn't she, Setuna?"

When Miliu makes a sweet voice in his ear, the lem turning forward turns to a full grin.

"You're with me."

"My hair matches Setsuna's eyes!

"Why are you hanging out..."

Setuna was in the odd situation of getting her rain-wet hair wiped by Milyu and Rem. It is inside Durham Fortress. There was no Ruufa indoors, and Faria, who had just slammed Miliu, did not try to help me.

Maybe it's just the rain that just gets more intense that made me feel a little depressed.