At the Northern Fort

"Maybe they'll set something up again"

I acted that day with the words of the knight of the ship's eyes constantly on my head, as did everyone else.

It's just dangerous to continue the sloppy journey, so you don't have to stop by other than the necessary buyout, ride the horse and go silently.

Nevertheless, everyone was more concerned about me and Kugarg not being more anxious than they needed to be.

Kicks, for example, make jokes as usual, and Ms. Teena sneaks a peek at that poisonous mushroom stuffed face from her own luggage.

Looks like the stuffed animal is supposed to heal me or Kugarg.

But for the first time, I said, "Hino!," he screamed, "so there was no turn for stuffed animals after the second time.

Kugarg hates to ride with the knights alone, so he and I have been sitting in front of the knight of the ship's eyes on the set, but along the way, the knight of the ship's eyes can no longer stand the envy gaze from next door, and from after a short break, he was to ride Irax with the chief of the branch.

Mr. Branch Leader looked nothing and manipulated the reins, but with his opposite hand he kept stroking me and Kugarg alternately and extensively.

And during the journey, the captain also told me about the ship's eyed knight when he was young.

"Well, I've known you for a long time."

"That's right. Grail has settled down now, but as a teenager, he's a hell of a loser. It's pretty much what burned my hands until I was raised by a proper knight."

"Captain Gauss......"

To Gahaha and the captain with his mouth wide open and laughing, the knight with the eyes of the ship looked decidedly evil.

It's a little unimaginable that a shipyard with a strict and serious image was a rough guy.

Before Kicks or Teena was there, did the captain say nothing more about exposing the immature past of the Ship Eye Knight, but he was relieved to find out why the Ship Eye Knight wasn't perfect from the start either.

I wasn't an iron man who couldn't work out his mind or body from the start.

The eyes of a ship-eyed knight when he looks at the captain are filled with respect and familiarity as if he were looking at his father.

I'm sure the ship's eye knight changed because of the presence of Mr. Commander.

The captain influences the knight of the eye of the ship, the knight of the eye of the ship becomes the goal of the captain of the branch, and the captain of the branch sets an example for Mr. Tina.

Thinking about it, I think it's very important to know who you're going to meet and who you're going to go under in the Knights.

Kicks, though things didn't work out for Captain Sarrell at first, are working out for the Shipyard Knight and Branch Leader in the northern fort.

And, thinking that far, I wondered how the men of Captain Sarrell, who had attacked us, were following orders.

If an upward and downward relationship is built that is the opposite of a soothing one like the knights of the ship's eyes, then maybe you didn't want to, but you couldn't refuse.

Before the sun went down completely, the Ship-Eyed Knights decided where to camp tonight in an open place in the woods.

There was a town nearby, so I could stay in a small inn, but he dared to rest in the woods, afraid that he would involve others in enemy raids.

It might be safer to stay in an inn if the enemy is just human, but in case the windy spirits themselves attack or something, it could blow up every inn.

"That's all I need."

Mountain the dead leaves and branches that I had picked up, and the knight of the ship's eyes was about to set fire thereto.

Then Kugarg comes along and offers to help rarely.

"I'll do it."

Is it because he got help during the day, Kgarg's attitude towards the Shipyard was more flexible than ever.

Because of being publicly proclaimed to me that he "loves it," the knight with the naked eye was getting his nails sharpened by Kugarg on his own office walls and desk, and outside, the dirt he dug back into was drilled in the position he wanted, which he didn't care about, but - I don't do it when I'm looking at it - Kugarg - I'm sure he won't do that anymore.

By Kugarg's standards, strong people seem to be subject to respect, and I feel thin looking down and twinkling that they are “human," and that the longing emotions just dwell in my eyes.

Kugarg also seems to have finally noticed the full Ironman of the Shigeye Knight.

I don't like fire I hide behind a knight with crouching eyes and Kugarg, on the other hand, stood in front of the firewood and turned his whole body hair upside down.

When you breathe heavily and inflate your chest, you exhale air all at once.

At the same time, a bright red flame blew out of Kugarg's throat like a flamethrower.

It was only for a moment that the flame came out, but it's burning brilliantly into firewood and making a patchy noise.

When did Kugarg get to do that?

I turned my eyes round to Kugarg, who looked back with his boastful face before the incendiary fire, which began to burn heavily.

The knights of the naked eye also say in surprise.

"Can you get the flames out now"

Kugarg was probably practicing secretly, but without saying it, he just lifted his tail with a good look.

I'm sure Kugarg felt this way when I first got to be able to take the human form.

They left me! Feels like it.

I want my abilities to blossom, too. I want to dress up and get something out of my mouth like Kugarg. I guess it would be snow if I were you.

But when it comes to getting snow out of my mouth, all I can think of is a diagram that comes out in chunks and is "eh".

"Have you been looking, Milphy!

"I've been looking..."

Kugarg was in a good mood, but my tension is low.

We need to catch up with Kugarg as soon as possible.

It was me who kept breathing in the shadows of the trees while everyone was preparing their meals.

We all got dinner and then we had Regan full of stomach for dessert and I rolled to the ground.

In the end, nothing came out of my mouth just for a short time of special training.

I feel like one of the snowflakes popped up when I tried too hard to exhale it, but I might have seen it wrong.

Put your jaw on the rabbit backpack you kept on the ground and go into a sleeping position whenever you want.

Kugarg is in a thoughtful hairy neighborhood, and the fairies seem to be resting with the horses. Must have pimped out by our poor sleeping minister last night.

Tonight was when I began to groan as I heard everyone set the watch order, hoping I wouldn't have to miss the knights of the ship's eyes because some of them were there.

As the trees in the woods began to sound touchy, a loose breeze broke out.

The flames of incendiary fire are stirred by it and shake heavily.

"You've got the wind..."

When Mr. Branch Leader looked warily through the dark woods, everyone else stood up in the same way and watched the dark.

"No sign of people"

"But there's no sign of gloom."

When I also got up and told him to put it on the words of the knight in the eye, Kicks and Mr. Teena stifled his face.

Maybe my expression would have gotten harder too.

As the wind gets stronger and stronger, so does the tension make my beating noise louder.

Kugarg also stopped hairing and roared out with his face on the wind.

"You two are the enemy's aim. It's a big deal."

The captain held us together as he said so and stepped back behind everyone.

The wind becomes fierce as it breaks all the branches of the tree, and the flames of the burning lose momentum and disappear.

"Looks like Captain Sarrell's men aren't here during the day."

"Perhaps the wounds we caused have not yet recovered."

Kicks and the Shigeye Knight have a short conversation as the wind halves their voices. Surely there doesn't seem to be any blackened men.

"Is it just the Spirit this time?"

When Mr. Branch Leader pulled out his sword, everyone took it for granted. In the woods surrounded by trees, we await the arrival of the enemy.

"There!"

I was the one who discovered the yellow-green bird the most and screamed. The bird stopped on a tall branch of a tree.

This time it's not the Spirit himself, it's the same fairy as during the day.

It was as blurry and luminous and easy to find in the dark as my mother's fairy.

The bird sounds hateful when it meets me and wings on the spot.

I still don't know why they hate me so much.

As the bird kept winging, a whirlpool of wind eventually formed, which became a thin tornado.

"Be careful!