Border Guardian Hal Akircius

The imperial new realm of K state was experiencing a summer agricultural boom.

Twice a year, a group of islands with rice harvests are currently in the midst of a harvest period one foot earlier than the continent.

The fields are covered with yellow, ripe and fruitful rice, and people are busy harvesting.

The relatively flatlanded village of Akhil in Ku province is one of the finest barn zones in Ku province with fields stretching on one side from the foothills of Mt Akhil to the Kuhari River, weather is good this year and is likely to yield more than usual.

People spend their time harvesting rice from just before the sun rises early in the morning until the sun sets late at night.

The land hurt by the war showed signs of finally getting back to normal in five years, and the brightness was gradually returning to the eyes of those who were dark.

The harvest also came with a paragraph, and after all the servants and relatives had shed their sweat and mud in the hot springs in the mansion, the Autumn House was cooking out the rice that had just been harvested in the mansion's large hall for a small feast.

The bulk of the rice harvested was put into the storage warehouse, but starting tomorrow, we will be busy making preserved cakes for rice wine and rice vinegar.

Everyone eats a lot of rice, pinches the dishes and pounds their tongues on the rice wine they planted last year.

The masters of the inner arts began playing trinity lines and wooden whistles, and at times the feast turned into a full-fledged feast.

Five years early after its defeat by the Empire, the Alliance of Islands, once known as a group of warriors and swordsmen of different colours in Setria countries with a large number of relatively moderate ethnic groups.

Groups of islands, wrapped up in resistance to neighboring nations, have weaved tactics and worked out soldiers to endure the ensuing conflict with the Empire.

Now the former proud independence has been broken, and warriors and swordsmen have lost their place.

The swordsmen chose the way to be hired by the Empire with pride of the martial arts, while others kept pride in their hearts and chose the way to cultivate rough land.

The empire, which had lost its independence and became the ruler, had, however, given each one the freedom to choose a convincing path, and the Yamatos of the group islands had begun to enjoy peace under the empire's rule by doubting but accepting its generous measures.

I lost my independence.

I lost my pride.

I also lost my family.

But now there is peace.

Most group islanders have lost their bodies and friends in a war disaster, but the original custom of honoring martial arts has combined with a weak aversion to death, to the point where people have seemed so positive over the past five years.

And Hull's home, eight states in the southern part of the island, had been relatively light-hearted by the devastation caused by the war, and the reconstruction of the land and the hearts and minds was being accomplished as soon as possible.

A beautiful young woman sits back and looks at the blurry night sky on the wet edge a short distance from the great hall where the banquet is taking place.

The cool-cut eyes are edged by long lashes, which, combined with neat nose muscles and thin ones, give the impression of being slightly tight, but the colour of the eyes is gentle.

Unlike the other women, the long dark hair is tied in the rear as the men of the group islands do, but the Rin and Clarity blend well to suit her atmosphere well.

The outfit is also a kimono that Yamato swordsmen can wear, and although this is quite different from the kimono to the foot worn by other women, there is no discomfort in the outfit.

The young woman pounded and twinkled with a voice that seeped loneliness as she watched the moon floating in the night sky.

"Brother Hal's one, I wonder how you're doing, how you're doing..."

Then he lowers his gaze, throwing his legs from the edge toward the garden to shake them back and forth as he hangs out.

The garden is furnished with a cozy pond, with occasional fish kept jumping and ripples spreading to the surface, along with a water noise called Pooch.

The young woman had a blurry view of the water in the pond that wobbled with ripples for a while, but she was a little surprised to see the face of her contemplating cousin when the ripples that hit and bounced off the edge of the pond were damaged at the center of the pond and the moonlight reflected turbulently.

"What? Brother Hal?

Soon, however, ripples scatter and the pond waters restore calm.

When she smiled mocking herself at the words of surprise she uttered, she stood up from the wet edge and looked up into the sky in a light-hearted manner.

"We have to hold on!

and the voice of the old man hung from the great hall and another direction there.

"Oh, Maple, I'm getting news from Sunnyi!

"What, from Brother Hal? Okay, I'll be right there.

The young woman, Autumn Rugged Maple, reacted quickly to Grandpa's voice and gently ran across the wet edge, flipping her black hair over to a remote building divided by the old man's water.

"Oh, this is disobedient! Sentences from my cousin won't escape, why don't you cross the bridge hallway properly!

"Sorry, Uncle Yuan! But I'd like to see Brother Hal's letter soon.

When Maple apologizes with his tongue out to his great-uncle, Autumn Ruyuan Succession, who sees himself rushing into the room out of breath, the Succession breaks up.

"Mm-hmm, okay, forgive me, but next time, I'll be careful, and even though I've received a sentence from Sunny that I've been waiting for, then I'm the princess of the Autumn Ruckus family, so watch what you do.

"Yeah, okay... so, what's the letter from Brother Hal?

While bitterly laughing at the not too bad maple appearance, Source Succession offered the maple a letter sealed vertically in imperial style, without scolding her adorable and helpless nephew and grandson any more.

"Wow, it's imperial."

Maple looked around with interest at the letter he had received, removing the left and right seals and removing the contents.

After a while, Maple, who reads down the letter from Hull, looks up once and reads the letter again when he looks at the source succession in surprise.

"I don't know... a left transition is no good, right?

"... have you been shifted to the left?

"Yeah, it sounds like... it sounds like you got territory, huh?

"... is that a left transition?

The source succession, which exchanges words with maple, also snaps its neck with a face similar to that of maple.

"It's hard to imagine what a left-hand transition is when you get territory... until now Sunny hasn't had territory, has he?

"Yeah, he said he was guarding His Majesty the Emperor in the capital of the Empire.

"Uhm, strange thing..."

It is a misconception that arises because there is no official on the county islands.

In the islands, young people nominated by dignitaries and earthlings first serve as soldiers and civil servants who do not have territory as guardians of the Grand Master.

Only those who have since made war or made remarkable achievements will receive territory and become new magicians and landowners.

After a while as a guardian, not many returned to their homeland to become successors to the magistrates and land lords, and those who did not, to the extent that they only worked as guardians and received retirement pensions to lead retirement lives in their homeland, it was very rare for them to be taken up by territorial dignitaries and land lords.

In county islands, land is fundamental to personal ownership, and it is also a misunderstanding for incomprehensibility about the control of governors and nobles in empires and the power of government.

Consequently, Hal, who came to power as a border guardian, was confused by the contents of the letter by the maple and the source inheritance, because in the Empire, even if it was a measure of left-hand transition, it only seemed to be a great birth given territory in the group islands.

"Didn't Sunny set some kind of hand since he worked as the guardian of the empire? How about that?

"Brother Hal, make a left-hand transition by waking up with the Imperial nobility? I think I was given a colonial territory.

A colonial territory is a newly developed territory.

It is generally regarded as an understated reward because it is a land that must begin to develop where there is nothing, even when a territory is granted.

He said, "Well, I know why you left, but is that colonial territory?" Still got territory in the empire, huh? I wonder why it's a left-handed transition to say it gives territory?

Maple and Yuanjiao both have a face that won't fall on their hearts with a pinch of a letter from Hull.

Maple had been troubled for a while, but asked the source inheritance what she remembered all the more.

"Oh, and the territory is so far away that I can't send it for the time being, so I send the money together, did you get it?

"Oh, well, it's arrived, quite a bit, but... thank you, I don't think I'll have to rely on Sunny's salary anymore this year.

The source succession was sent by Hull, looking back at the crate in the back packed with imperial gold coins and saying so.

The last five years have been a state where the clan has managed to feed on the salaries Hull was remitting, but this year the rainy season and sunshine have been impeccable, and even though the local power has not fully recovered, it has been enough to allow for storage.

"What, really?

Maple happily returns it.

That is because Hal served in the Imperial Capital in the meantime, until the war brought rough farmland back to normal.

Maple had one plan at a stage when his cousin, a gentle and strong Yamato swordsman and the master of Akiruichi Gate, had returned to his hometown.

And the source succession, who knew the plan, inherited the word with a slight distortion of the corner of his mouth.

"Um, so I thought it was time to call Sunny back, but I didn't know I could send you a letter like this right back..."

"Yeah, why?"

Without even trying to hide his disappointment with the source succession's words, Maple weakens.

"Naturally, you will be responsible for the fact that you have a territory.

"But..."

"Sunshine has already served the Empire, let alone abandon the land given to him for whatever reason, so draw on it.

"Yeah..."

To the source succession's persuasion and explanation, too, to the maple, which swelled its cheeks to show how convincing it was, the source succession sighed, cutting a trump card against the maple.

"... it's my wife's job to wait for my husband, then I can't be a good wife, and I can't even talk about it in good faith.

"Yes, I don't like it. I... ha, to Brother Hal's wife..."

Maple told the source succession with a rushed face.

It was the source inheritance that made me feel like I was bullying my cute nephew and grandson, but I persuade my heart to ghost that I have to hold on to myself here.

"If so, bear with me... because it is not impossible to go longitudinally through an empire, a strange land, to the sunshine of struggling in a colonial realm of nothing, and only to become a foothold..."

In order to convince Maple that the source inheritance will do its utmost to explain that Hull's journey is difficult, and that it is the best way to keep waiting in his hometown.

Maple seemed to think of something downwards with a mysterious face, not reacting to the words of the source succession, but the source succession received that it understood and went on with the words.

"... go!

But blocking such a source succession of words, Maple asks him to declare forcefully, he immediately tries to get up and head to his room, saying it is because he will be ready.

"What!? Wait, wait, wait! Well, I was just telling you I couldn't do it! There's nothing in the first place about colonial territory, so it's colonial territory! You can't expect a decent life.

"No, go, I'm worried about the letter, and I won't wait for you anymore, Brother Hal, you're surprisingly popular, and you might be hooked on some weird woman. Shh!

Maple says with a clear look to the source inheritance that rushes to pull it off.

"... I don't think that Park Min-Jen deserves that... Oh, wait!

"Decided! Hal, go to my brother!

"Oh, I'm a serpent... I don't know if this source heir is silent..."

Barely grabbed the maple arm trying to jump out of his room and go, the source succession spilled with a pitiful face.

Once the maple was calmed down, the source succession tried to persuade him again, but the maple has no ears to listen to.

Finally, it involves the preparation of departures and the selection of human beings to be taken with it.

"Uncle Yuan, please, I'll take all ten shaders, so this would be good, wouldn't it?

"... it would be nice if I could do it together, but if I were you, I wouldn't have anything to do with Autumn Residence, but be careful, we should at least get ready to leave.

"It's okay, I still learned swordsmanship from Uncle Yuan, and I can use Kantom quite a bit.

Maple replies brightly, said the source successor who gave up.

"... now I regret working out too much in anticipation of my skill.

In fact, maple swordsmanship is forged by Hull's master, the swordsman of Yamato, Yuanjiao, and Kanto is excellent in healing and geomanipulation, so much so that there is no one lined up in Kushu.

"Uncle Yuan, can't you tell Brother Hal something?

When the source inherited to Maple's words stood up steadily, he removed the leather bag from the cabinet and handed it to Maple.

"... then let's keep this and put it down, I'm sure you can give it to Sunny.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Yuan!

Maple, who perceived the contents of the bag from the touch, said so, hugging the source inheritance.

"Oh, whoa?

A source of surprise at the unexpected feminine sensation of maple, which I just thought was a child.

Maple, after a while, let go of the body of the source succession satisfactorily, now crossed exactly across the bridge corridor and returned to his room waving at the source succession to be dropped off.

"If you eat into the empire, there's no mistake...

After the maple leaves, the source succession snaps.

There are strong negative feelings about the loss of a class of dignitaries and their fall to the civilian population. It does not leak to the group of island dignitaries, to the elderly members of the groundhog class, nor does the source inheritance have very good feelings for the Empire.

However, although it has fallen in class, it will undoubtedly be financially moisturizing if the destinations where taxes are paid are centralized into the Empire and if rough agricultural land is even rebuilt.

He also did not stop the emperor's sunshine from being adopted by the imperial officials, but rather suppressed his opposition, saying that if it were a heavily weighed empire that would employ its original enemies, the reconstruction of your house might also come true.

And this time, Sunny, who was left transitioned but pushed the territory, has enough talent to expect.

A splinter muscle, but with Maple as his daughter-in-law, the clan ties will also harden and prevent intervention from his former master's Autumn Capital family.

But...

"... sunshine, hang out the cute maple... come on.

Groaning remorsefully, Yuanjiao calmed his mind with a slight view of the moon and garden, returning blushing to the room.