It was on November 18th that the Leongands arrived in Bandor, King Abad's capital.

From the time we left Gandion until we arrived in Bandor, there were no particular major problems, nor were we involved in incidents or accidents.

Although he encountered a group of Imperial Demons on the road from Myram to Nagrasia, he has succeeded in repelling the Imperial Demons without being damaged by the activity of The Lion's Tail.

Only three units of the Royal SS and two units under Setuna were allowed to accompany Leongand from Gandion, who was not even going to Abad. Considering that most of the movement was domestic, it was enough force, and along the way, with the addition of a third army (commonly known as the Dorca Army) on the Logner side, it was determined that no further enhancement of the force was necessary. In fact, there were no fights, either, except for fighting the Imperial Demon near Nagrasia.

Some voices said that they might not even have had to rendezvous with the Dorca Army, but approved the accompaniment of the Dorca Army in the form of a push by the voices of Ayn-Rajar that it would be better to keep in mind. I also knew in Leongand's eyes that Ayn-Rajar was holding the Dorka army hostage, but I also understand that Ayn was doing so for Gandhia, so I'm letting him do what he thinks. Ein is one of Nares' recognized military candidates. There's no way a man like Nares can't spot the essence of Ein. So Leongand also has full confidence in Ein and Allegria.

The Leongands, who increased their liveliness by adding Dorca troops, crossed the border without any problems since the battle near Nagrasia, leading to Abad. Entering Ceasel, he was welcomed because he was accompanied by Sheila, and it became clear that Sheila's popularity was still deeply ingrained. Nor do we know how the Abad government wants to rush Sail's reign. Even in the sense of preventing the two outbursts of the Sheila sect, it would be better to fill the seat of the King, which is vacant, as soon as possible.

Sayle is still young, and there will be many things not enough to be king, but it is not too late to learn after he has inherited the throne. When it comes to national politics, politicians just have to divide up. And as long as my guardian, Astar, has his eyes open, there's nothing like Abard's politics going wild.

Upon arrival in Bandor, the state of the King's capital, such as in the middle of reconstruction, was awaiting the Leongans. While we saw more damage than we had heard, we were talking about rebuilding to such an extent that in just a few months it seemed unlike at the time of the collapse that Leongand could not help but feel things like the bottom line and success that man had. Most of all, the reconstruction was progressing as quickly as possible, not only because Abad, but also because Gandia and Benoagard cooperated and supported the reconstruction, and because Setuna provided significant support.

As for why Setsuna, who is not directly involved with Abad, is so committed to rebuilding Bandor, Leongand has heard from Setsuna herself.

Setsuna was present the moment Bandor collapsed. We are witnessing Sheila unleash the secret power of Heart of Beast and destroy Bandor, the king's capital. Setuna has the idea that if we do something about Sheila, the destruction of Bandor might have been stopped. Of course, from what I've heard, you couldn't have stopped Sheila and the Heart of Beast rampage or anything, and the collapse of Bandor must have been more inevitable than there can be no such thing as a decision to kill Sheila instantly on Setuna.

Still, Setuna has the thought that she might have managed, and the thought seems to blame him for being self-blamed. The destination of that thought was the provision of reconstruction funding and support.

I guess that also has Setuna's compassion for wanting to reduce Sheila's self-blame a little bit. He didn't say a word about that, but there was no way he didn't care about Sheila, who had to take responsibility for the Bandor destruction and leave the Abad royal family and cut off his involvement with Abad himself. It would be such a manifestation of compassion to welcome Sheila into nothing. He says he doesn't even treat it special and he's going through it all the time.

A human being, only six months old, who is only eighteen years old, thought at first that he was the owner of a demeaning puppy-like personality who was only watching his husband's mood, but apparently that was just a mistake. The truth was that he was a person who could take care of others more than anyone else and was the bearer of a spirit that gave precedence to others over himself. You carry everything by yourself, you don't make it good for others to carry everything in the same way, and you don't tolerate impotence or impossibility, he does more impossibility and impotence than anyone else. And with all the scratches, clear the way.

It's the Leongands that are making him impotent, not his own problem, but it's also true that he has that aspect of himself.

If it was to protect anyone but myself, if it was to save me, I didn't hate hurting myself, I was such a heartbreaker.

So dazzling.

Leongand wanted to narrow his eyes whenever he saw the side of Setuna, who had made him sit next to the carriage, on the road to Bandor.

It's dazzling.

In the carriage, dark. There are windows, sometimes the sun plugs in, but often shadows because of roofs and such, but even in such circumstances, his face was dazzling. Especially when I look into its eyes, I feel so much light that I can't look directly at it.

Until now, it wasn't. I never felt so much light that I wanted to turn away. The light Leongand once saw was what he saw in the past when Siuscloud was heroic, and he had never seen an intense light so far in one since.

To Setsuna, too.

Setuna is called a hero. A Gandhian hero, called and honored. Speaking of black spear setuna, there will no longer be anything unknown in the small group of nations. The crying child was also said to shut up, and there were several two names calling for and representing him. Summoning Armed Chaos Bringer The Black Spear is synonymous with him and the first two names. Dragon slaughter, demon slaughter, all demon injustice, and ghost crushing - those two names were directly linked to his various feats, and it was to be seen how he had contributed to Gandia's victory.

Still, until recently, Leongand never felt more intense light in Setuna.

Why do you feel that way now?

There are a few verses that come to mind, but one of the biggest of them will have been Setsuna's own style as a hero.

Naturally, I stopped being afraid of Leongand in front of me, and it was prestigious in any place.

He, no, is no longer a humble puppy a year and a half ago.

While I think that should please me, I realize that I have myself bored with jealousy of him in a deep part of my heart. To Leongand, in a frontier that can never be reached, he is.

Leongand can't be a hero.

Because Leongand lays down his sword from scratch and does not pave the way. He's just the king of a small country called Gandhia. He is nothing but a cowardly king, of a small, weak country. He has cowardly stretched out measures, created situations where he could win by strategy, and grabbed victory by strategy and tactics. And it is also at the hands of his subordinates, starting with Nahles-Ragnahorn, not the power of Leongand himself, etc., many of those victories involve Setuna.

Leongand is called the Lion King.

He is the king of Gandia, the land of lions, so he is the king of lions. Lion roars on the battlefield, frightens the enemy army, and braves his own army, so it is not a lion king.

Just words, just names, lion kings.

Therefore, Leongand is unnecessarily dazzled by Setuna. Anything, I grabbed every rating with my bare hands, and there he is.

That's even jealous and jealous.

"It's a crappy emotion"

On the night of his arrival in Bandor, in one room where no one was present, he snapped to throw up and throw away.

I'm jealous of Setuna and it's nothing that happens.

Leongand will never be Setsuna.

I can't be a hero like Setuna.

Isn't that what you knew? It's nothing like thinking about it. Yeah, no way. Anything is wrong.

In the dark, hold your knees.

If you wanted to be a hero like him, you should have polished your sword arms more. Spears are fine. A bow is fine. Anyway, if I had sharpened and sharpened my martial arts, I could have stacked martial arts on the battlefield like him and become a lion king for both my fame.

But there was no way I could do that to Leongand.

Look down at the open hand.

I trained. Day and night, I lacked an archery of swords. On the other hand, while playing the Prince of "Ugly," he learned swordsmanship and strengthened his flesh by being foolish. I can now fight to some extent. At least, you can't beat a recruit going to cadet school or anything, and you're strong enough to eat a skilled soldier. But that's it. That's where it stays. Without talent, I didn't have enough time to punch it into my sword any further.

That's okay.

I heard a voice, and he closed his eyes.

Apparently the fatigue of the long journey caused the phantom.

In a sense of spiritual defeat, he fell asleep.