Border Guardian Hal Akircius

It became an ideal development for Danford.

The measure failed, but the border guardian took over the father king.

The fact that it was a grand knight is flawed in the balls, but now we can discuss a border guard officer, and if we can shoot him successfully, the morale of the city's warriors and soldiers will be lowered.

There should be no sayings to be condemned for taking over the border guards who took the king of my father.

It's a city that you can afford to drop even if you keep sieging it in the first place or if you attack it.

It becomes me to hang the Imperial Border Guardian in my hands, but it's far better than hanging my father in my hands, and if you ask, there are a number of bad officials, excuses that have been left.

There will be deceit about the land far from the empire.

The battle is still ongoing, and there are no problems with the delegation of military rights from the Father King to himself.

If you miss now, the throne could be far away, with other leading aristocrats and warrior chiefs running for it, and there could even be no more talk of bowls coming around to you.

This is a good opportunity to make anything a thing.

"Do it."

At Danford's life, arrows were released from the bows of the Fried Warriors simultaneously toward the Border Guardian.

It was as expected that we would not stop fighting, but we did not expect to appeal to such direct means.

This makes it obvious who got their hands on it.

"... are you serious...?

Hal said off to groan, but now we have to do something about the arrows that would fly in.

Because he was wearing imperial torso armor but did not have a shield, he hurriedly threw himself to the ground, but after releasing a blow all over his body, he slowed down his reaction.

"Ugh.

Shock and severe pain run to Hull's left shoulder and left arm.

A large arrow was hit, used by Fried Warriors on the left half of Hull, who sheltered the steeple.

The arrow that hit the left flank was bounced thanks to the armor, but two arrows stood against the stripped shoulder.

The holy sword on my left hand had to be removed, but it was numb and senseless.

"Ho... I'm sorry, Na... I don't care if anyone ever does such a proud deed anymore... it's a merciless manners while my family.

King Alford, who was still breathing, apologized as he turned upside down with vomiting blood as Hal distorted his face in pain but broke the pattern of an arrow stabbed in his shoulder.

"King Alford... sane?

"Hehe, over this period, yeah. Maybe it's because of the pain that was slashed.

The firing from Cilentium starts immediately and the battle resumes.

Prince Danford's immediate Fried warriors approached the two with swords in their hands, but they received a simultaneous crossbow fire from Cilentium and their going legs stopped.

"Border Guardian Which!

And in an instant, Arkiando followed the young men of each tribe, and rushed with the Imperial soldiers and the warriors of Cliffonam, and built up walls in great numbers around the two.

"Give me one shield. Carry King Alford!

At Hal's direction, an Imperial Guard soldier offers a shield and puts King Alford on top of it.

The Cilentium army carefully retreated to the castle gate while defending Hal and Alford under cover fire from the walls.

"... I don't know if I'll ever see you like this again. I don't know what fate is.

"... King Alford"

"Father, I don't know what else to do.

Without living comfort, and watching the battle by the Thinker and Father in the shadow of the castle gate, Elleysia rushed over to King Hal and Alford, who had been brought in.

Fortunately, Prince Danford's orders were deceitful, and the Frieds moved dull except for their immediate warriors, who managed to escape into the castle gate due to what was originally a serious matter based on the common sense of the Cliffonams.

"... let us pray to the light of the Sun God, who brightens so much, to ease the suffering of this man and his source..."

Ellesia examines Hull's shoulder injury and exercises the clergy of pain relief and hemostasis.

The blood that was boiling out of Hull's shoulder stopped and the pain withdrew.

"Please unplug me immediately.

At the behest of Erlacia, a medic working in the Temple of the Sun anoints Hull's shoulders and arms with alcohol and tackles treatment.

Turning out that Hull's shoulder injury was not life-threatening, Ellesia, who leaked a sigh of relief, then saw Alford undergoing hemostasis while on the shield beside him with a complicated look.

Hal's blow has severely torn the king's leather armor, and his abdominal wounds have also damaged the built-in.

Clerical surgery will allow you to stop the bleeding, but it will only be temporarily for Alford, who already has less life left.

"The earliest old, few lives... throw them away like this.

It was clear that there was a lot of bleeding and no prospect of help, and King Alford himself refused to take any further action by saying so to the Cilentium pharmacist who tried to wrap the bandage around him.

And I smile at Ellesia beside me.

"... he grew up big, and beautiful, and smart... as soon as his busy father knew, my daughter.... hehe, it is pitiful to only see you at this time.

He was an ellaisia who stood up to Alford's call without words, but still holds on to the hand Alford offered.

Confirming that feeling, Alford smiled loosely and continued his words without expecting a response from Ellesia.

"On top of being now, I'm moonlight, but... I'm sorry.

"... no.

For the first time, Ellesia accepts Alford's thoughtful and brief apology.

Until now, even if not directly, it should have been Elleysia, who refused to see Alford or speak, but there was no heroic king bravery in the presence of his first immediate contact with him: his father.

Only an old father with few years left was there to guide his old daughter.

Alford loosens his face even more when he realizes he's been accepted.

"My daughter, I'm sorry to see you as a bride... but I want you to be happy with your thoughts... whether it's a dangerous road to be the guardian of this neighborhood, the hope I entrusted you with the knot of Sora will surely be accomplished... the border guardian.

Alford removed the crown that had been nestled in his head after he had finished saying it with his trembling hands, and he finished unplugging it and summoned Hal, who was bandaged.

"Border Guardian, I have tried to be a good king, but I think I have failed in the matter of inheritance... and my strange children do not deserve that position because the vessel is small... so I want to give this to him... my daughter, give me a hand.

And he took Ellesia's hand, and handed the crown to Hull.

The crown is entrusted from the hands of Alford and Ellesia to the right hand of Hull.

"Defeat me... the throne I have won with strength, no need to hesitate, use it as you wish... now that the inheritance has been made, I will also defeat my last defeat.

Hal slowly opened his mouth, staring at the crown in his hands.

"But king, I am not a people of Cliffonam. Not to mention I'm halfway there as an imperial.

"... there's no lie or falsehood in the words in the middle of the earlier battle?

The word that Alford says is annoying is Hal's unleashed word that if the Empire also needs it, it will go to the blade.

Naturally, it is Hal's heart, and there is no lie or falsehood there.

"It's, it's not... but..."

To purportedly Hal, Alford looked at his face with a strong gaze, squeezing his last force and holding his hand with Hal's crown.

"Expect me to be Altrius' successor, be a good guide to the people of Cliffonam.

"I understand... as far as I can, I will perform the duties I have inherited.

When he heard Hal's words and satisfied his mouth into the form of a laugh, Alford, quietly closing his eyes, held his breath loudly at the end.

At that moment, a large ball appears slowly, some about the head of a person emitting a blurred light from his chest, and begins to climb quietly into heaven.

The warriors and peoples of Cliffonam who saw it knelt together.

Then the people of Oran and the imperial soldiers also kneel down, paying homage to the end of the great heroic king.

Hal glanced up from Alford to see the ball of light, the soul spirit leave.

Erlacia, who deposited the crown in its hull, shook the clergy wand back and forth a few times before holding it with dedication in front of her and kneeling quietly drooping her head.

"O King Alford Hero, the good and great guide of Cliffonam, who will not be summoned to a diseased heaven... let the blessings of the Sun God multiply and guide you on your journey to death, and let the right path shine forth... Father, sleep in peace.

A ball of swinging light on Elleysia, who describes the funeral poem and calls on Alford to crush it at the end.

'Healthy forever, my daughter.

A delightful Alford voice sounded and the balls slowly climbed to heaven.

A rare hero king was summoned to heaven.

"Ellesia's father... right?

"... it's a battlefield custom... there's no choice..."

Quietly in tears, he replied to Hal, whom Ellesia asked to confirm.

Alford's passing, I don't want to admit it, but I've been exposed to thinking of him as my father.

It was supposed to stipulate that my father was absent, but it was, on the contrary, an emotion that my father had survived but was therefore established.

"Is that the face you say you can't help it?

"... no, I'm sorry, I don't know what to do either..."

Saying so with a crying face, Ellesia watched Alford's tranquil death face, while the verse gave me the standing hand to gently take and combine in front of her chest.

"... I don't apologize. This is what I did, too.

Artrius appeared before Erlacia, who nodded silently at Hull's words.

"... have you passed away?

"Are you glad I didn't see you?

Hull, who shifted his eyes from quietly crying Erreisia to Altrius, hears him, sayingly raising one corner of his mouth.

What do you mean, Alford, who's left untrained and wandering the world, who can go to his world without hesitation? You will only be ashamed... '

Unusual, in a quiet tone, Altrius wanted Alford's passing heaven.

'Huh, I don't have time to be in love, I need to finish it right away.

"... I know.

Asked by Altrius, who returned his gaze, Hal ordered nearby soldiers to raise the wolf smoke.

At the same time, the Freed Army Headquarters

"I don't know what to say. This is a complete trick, where did the Fried pride go, so awesome!!

Fighting began in a bow-and-arrow meeting, and the Fried army's main line is surrounded by hustle and noise, but Bergan led his assigned escort back to the main line, where he fiercely protested to Danford.

Usually just settled and calm, Bergan's sword curtain, which exposed his anger, is tremendous, and Danford is accidentally put under barometric pressure, but he managed to stop, thinking about the throne after Alford's death, and not showing his brother or sister his weakness.

"The Border Guard took my father, it's natural to fight back and take him away, right?

"Stupid! Are you saying you don't agree to a single hit!?

"Well, it's like you don't have a deal with an Imperial opponent.

Bergan, who hears the words, gets spooked.

This is not how the other person is, fulfilling a promise is a responsibility to himself, and this former prince does not know how to see around that the king does not keep what he promises, even if he does not hold himself to succession.

A man like this... who is neither willing nor capable of fulfilling his responsibilities, is about to be king.

That's not all, but Bergan regretted that he should have risked his life on this one to stop a single hit.

Freed warrior of statutes who lives and deserves to die on the battlefield.

Because Alford, his king, stood on the battlefield himself and responded with a single strike, Bergan, his subordinate, could not have stopped him.

But now, the smell of the princes' plot is stronger.

I got alarmed that I didn't have the heads to do such a ploy together.

Bergan realizes the fact, dyeing his face to Zhu with anger toward himself and toward the princes, protesting with fierce momentum.

At least we have to protect Alford's last honor alone, scattered on the battlefield.

"You fools who have even forgotten how to beat one horse! Do you denigrate the name of the brave and proud Fried and defile the honor of the King!!

Bergan stuffs the princes in such a sharp tone that Danford will face them.

And without waiting for Danford's words, he turned his heels back and tried to leave the main formation.

"Ma, stay! Where are you going?

"It's settled, surrender. That's the one-horse deal the King and the Border Guardian made.

"Become... a betrayer or a coward!

Until then, polite attitude completely lurks, Bergan staring at Danford.

"... you watch your language. There are no ancient sen warriors or warrior chiefs who follow you, etc. Now I'm just following you from my father-in-law to King Alford.

"Hey, you..."

Bergan inherited the word with a face that made a small fool of Danford who was going out of his sentence.

"There is no sardine to be called to you every time. I am King Alford's palace, not yours. You're not just proud, you forgot to learn to play Freed?

"Yes, we're in battle now! I'm the eldest son to take over the king's military power, right?

"What have you lost... the battle is over when the one hit is over! That would have been a promise, too! You don't have the right to take over anymore!

Bergan, who threw up so much, shifts his gaze to the warrior chiefs who were watching the way things were going around him.

"Historically, I've often thought about how to shake myself... and I'm sorry for that. The king's body must also be negotiated and removed!

I could see glowing balls ascending into heaven from Cilentium when Bergan, outraged, tried to leave the main battalion by saying so to the warrior chief and to Danford and the others who stood in a grudge.

"... Dear Alford.

Out of the tent surrounding the main formation, Bergan accidentally snapped at the sight of its glowing balls.

The warrior chiefs and Danfords who were inside also stepped out of the tent one after the other to see the sight.

The blinking balls slowly climbed to heaven and eventually became invisible.

"... at last, have they really passed away..."

When one of the Warrior Chiefs snapped, Bergan looked down, and when he signaled the warriors he had led to follow him by hand, he quietly pulled himself up to the line.

Instead of realizing the plot like Danford, he could not protect the king who had sworn allegiance to the end, nor could he be present at this time.

It's good to scatter on the battlefield.

However, the last of Fried's heroic kings, who should be sent to the majestic funeral poems of the Great Cleric, beheaded by a multitude of warriors and warrior chiefs, nations and nobles, only became a lonely thing to be dropped off by the enemy, the winner of a single strike, due to the betrayal of his son.

Mindful warrior chiefs who noticed the fact also turned themselves one after the other and began to pull themselves up into battle without ever returning to the tent.

"Hey, stay where you are!!

Few followers followed Danford's voice in a desperate attempt to retain it, and the Fried Warrior Chiefs raised more than half of them to their own ranks.