Seeing Luveris' blade disguise, I guess.

A rapid condensation of salvation was seen in the twin trites of the pseudofienel. Just salvation is not something that is visible to the eyes of an ordinary person. but if the thirteen knights were strongly influenced by the Savior God Mibula, it was possible to see even just salvation. In that case, it appears in the eye as light.

The enormous amount of salvation overflowing from the flesh of the inflexible impostor converges into a pair of triumphs held in both hands, changing the shape of the triumph.

(... what's this all about?

Luveris, in his chest, raised a voice of doubt.

The other guy is supposed to be a phony.

The real Fiennel, dead. By extinguishing themselves from the bond of their souls, the Luveris understood the death as a real feeling. That great loss planted deep pity in the hearts of the Luveris. Still, I had to move quickly, and I didn't have time to be immersed in pity or anything, but I guess that was good.

If he had only had time to immerse himself in pity, would Luveris still not have been able to recover?

I don't feel that way.

I felt so lost because I realized and understood the death of the Fiennels. At the moment of death, I felt their voices heard. No, I actually heard it. The voice of my heart. The cry of my soul. The roar.

They, everyone, were proud and dead.

I had no doubt whatsoever about dying for this world, nor was I worried about the world after I died.

Because there are Luveris and the others.

He entrusted the future to the Luveris and passed away.

That's why I didn't have time to mourn for the Luveris, or if I was crying. There was nowhere else to be found, like the time I was grieving.

So I ran.

I kept running with all my spirits.

I've been fighting to make this world a little better that they've kept me alive and long.

It was the imposter in front of me who showed up like that.

And the impostor uses his power or salvation, and even his illusion.

What does that mean?

Rescue is part of the power of the Messiah God, Mibula.

The power from which the voice, prayer, and desire for salvation gather in the Savior God, part of which is given to the Knights.

Only a knight chosen for Myvula can use salvation, and no other human being can use salvation.

So why does Pseudofienel use salvation and disguise?

"Because I am the Savior, Lord Finwright."

Speaking as if he had read this thought, Fiennel set up a disguised twin trident. Two pairs of triumphs are far more gigantic than earlier. Fiennel's restraint was a shaped body that was complicated by the length that greatly exceeded its length.

Because for Fiennel, who was an Armador Aleuteras martial arts fighter, there was nothing more important than standing out.

The Areutheras arena was large and had to be concerned with its appearance as can be seen from any position in the audience. For this reason, martial arts fighters said they preferred flashy armor and wanted a bigger object, a reclining weapon.

When it comes to why Fiennel was invited by a knight like that, it's because he originally came from Benoagard, and Fairling, who learned of his origins in the wind rumors, went out of his way to visit Areutheras, where he recognized his strength. Fiennel agreed with no one or two pleasures to the invitation to fail ring. For him, born in the lower reaches of Benoagard, the Knights were present on the clouds.

Think about it, since that time, Fairling would have thought about the reform of the Knights, and about the revolution, with care.

I wonder if that's why one of them was exhaling pneumonia to replace the cloudy blood of the Knights.

It was inevitable that such efforts would come to fruition and that talented people would gather around the failing ring.

And it may also have been inevitable that those who pledge allegiance to failing ring threw their lives with him.

It is for this reason that Luveris does not understand the existence of a phony.

"The Savior? What is it?"

"It's about us."

"That's not the answer."

"We continue to fight in His Excellency's name to save this chaotic world. Ever since the day of the collapse, until today."

Fiennel wields a twin trident, trying to cut the view. Such tricks are also Fiennel's habits from the age of Martial Warriors.

"If you think about what a phony means, then so be it"

"Look at this, still, you're a phony"

"... because it's not"

Luveris reassembled his disguised sword. A sudden sword with extremely colorful flowers blooming at the foreground.

"The real Lord Krona is dead with His Excellency and everyone else"

That's the truth, that's the reality.

Failing Zan-Kruse.

He was exactly the person he deserved to call a hero of salvation, who made him the former Knights Commander and rescued Benoagard, who was at the extremes of corruption, and was not an exaggeration when it came to everything for Osfeld Zan-Ward.

Born in the Ward family, a leading nobleman of Benoagard, Ozfeld was in the vortex of corruption in Benoagard when he was mindful. Politics is rotten, corruption and disloyalty, and even traitors seem to be walking wide, so much so that it could be called the everyday life of Benoagard.

Everyone watched and pretended not to see, knowing the tragedy of Benoagard.

I tried to put a lid on the dirty one, closed my eyes and blocked my ears.

Because it's easier, and also because I didn't think political corruption would end the country. No, even if I thought about it, I didn't want to admit it, should I?

Some of the leading men of good sense were driven into idle duty, or put on sins that they did not, and imprisoned. Some of the Wards were imprisoned for wrongdoing, but Osfeld's father never campaigned to get his relatives out of prison. Because he feared losing his power.

The Ward family, a leading nobleman in Benoagard, was not always in a safe position.

Politics was corrupt and the number of power tricks was swirling. It wasn't something I knew when my legs would be pulled and dragged down to the ground.

Therefore, Ozfeld's father paid constant and careful attention, as did his words and actions. In those days, living without difficulty was the most important and difficult thing, his father always said.

It may have been inevitable that Ozfeld questioned the way such a father was.

There is no justice there, there is no faith, there is nothing noble.

I don't have a soul.

At a young age, I wondered if that was okay.

But after a long time, I began to think that there was no such thing, because I met Failing.

It wasn't until he was only in his early teens that he met Fairling, who had just become the head of the Crewes family, a famous Crewes end.

A failing ring is a seven-year-old, separated.

Nonetheless, he took a reciprocal position on Ozfeld, which must be because in the future, Ozfeld would succeed the Ward family, and he admired him so much because he could not see the shadow of corruption.

I saw the light in the failing ring.

Anything that sees light must give its life for it.

It is a creature called man who has to be.

That's what Ozfeld believed, and for that reason, it was what he was waiting for the day Fairling came to Benoagard.

More than a decade ago now.