Desire

Everyone forgot their words. They saw Jinmonth Ragnas defeat, the second commander of the impending brigade. It wasn't just a defeat. The opposing Pokémon is not even armed.

Even though the opponent is a professional boxer with his fists and feet, everyone here knows what a marvelous knight he is. 2nd place in the Imperial Swordsmanship Competition, 2nd Captain of the Near Crisis Squad. How many knights have that kind of career in Gracia today?

‘I didn't take care of her. ’

Ekidna swallows a gulp. She fought Forward in the Imperial Sword Competition and was defeated by him. Although not completely defeated at the time, I realized that a few stairs were skilled at being high, even though Jinwol was less than herself.

Jinwol's particular sword, Jinwol, was strangely unparalleled. It reduces and lengthens the error to free material and renders the black distances of shifting shapes meaningless.

It was destroyed in vain. It was not just Ekidna who was frightened. Each of the princes shared his gaze. The chieftains of the Knights were the same. Lion, the director of the near-misses, also had a pale expression because he had no idea that this would happen.

“It's over.”

Ajin said as he robbed his hands. He glances at the flinching crescent on one side. I don't know about a month, but this was bad luck for him. If this were an advance, not a Gratia. Or if no one's around. At least if Hermione had any authority as the Crown Prince, Gene would be dead.

“I think I've won, what happens in this case? ”

Azin looks around and asks. As soon as I asked the question with a smile, the answer did not come back. They were confused, and they couldn't understand the situation.

Hermione was the same. Saab, I remembered what Ajin said the last time. A knight the size of a cloud can be caught blindfolded.

I thought that was the chief. I never thought it would be possible. But it wasn't. There was no exaggeration in what Ajin said to Hermione.

‘Sir Jinwol's attack did not even touch Lord Azin properly. ’

Overwhelming defeat. Jinwol wields her sword hard, but none of it reaches him properly. He approached them, avoiding them with a single piece of paper, and relentlessly unleashed violence. Hermione swallows a gulp.

“... I see. ”

Ryan mutters. His voice trembles a little. What would I have done? Would I have been so easy to defeat? Ryan was skeptical, I think. You can beat the odds. But like that, he was not too confident in overwhelming the difference.

“... Master Vaughn, I don't think you need to escort the fourth Emperor Hermione. ”

Ryan barely said. He said that and looked at the commander of each knight. Red Knights, Blue Knights, Black Knights, Steel Knights. The chiefs of the knights looked at each other. Ekidna hesitates for a moment and opens her mouth first.

“I think you're qualified. ”

Of course it is. None of the Knight Leaders here can defeat progress that easily. After Ekidna left for the first time, the other chieftains nodded their heads.

You hear the royals and nobles grumbling over here. Hermione clears her throat with a low gaze.

“I understand.”

Azin lowers his head slightly. That's it. He is officially a guardian of the fourth prince, Hermione von Gracia.

Formally qualified as an escort. With that, Ajin has a status unlike any other knight. Not an official nobleman, but a nobleman. And you will have a mansion near Imperial Verzola.

“The Wizard will be here soon. ”

Hermione sighs as she returns to her castle. He looks down at his sweaty hands. He squeezes his hand slightly trembling.

‘It's too strong. ’

More than I thought. A knight that powerful is his Escort Knight. Hermione thought he was dreaming of something. I didn't even think it would be like this when I left the county. When he made him his knight, he knew he was strong, but he didn't think he was this strong.

“The Wizard? ”

Azin tilts his head and asks. Hermione nods slightly.

“Even an escort isn't always by my side. ”

I heard about him the other day. The Guardian is a sword that guards the Imperial Court, but it is not always next to the Imperial Court. Escort knights are posted when the royal family leaves Imperial Verzola, and when there is a party within the Imperial Palace. In other words, it is only a situation where variables can occur.

It was Verzola's great pride. This huge fortress absolutely prioritizes safety for the royal family. The great magic that surrounds Verzola catches everything that happens inside Verzola. In particular it is sensitive to royal blood. The moment a threat arises from the royal body, the sorcerer who surrounds Verzola protects them first and foremost.

After Verzola was built on this earth, the magic proved its sturdiness by preventing her from even attempting to assassinate the Emperor and the Emperor.

“But that doesn't make it perfect. ”

Hermione explained. The court wizard will be here shortly. The Palace Wizard weaves the Imperial and Escort Knights together by summoning magic. This means that you can summon an escort knight whenever you want.

“Of course, summoning is not one-sided. You're gonna need that ready, too. ”

Summoning magic is performed with the subject's consent. However, if you do, you may not be able to respond to immediate threats.

“That's why I share my senses. ”

Hermione clears her throat.

“Of course, we don't share all our senses. If I get more than a certain level of awareness... let's just say I was attacked outside and hurt. I feel the same way about my pain. ”

As your senses level up, summoning magic is forced.

“Is that pain going to kill me? ”

“If I die. ”

Hermione nods low.

“If I die, even if my death is in a different form, my heart will burst and die.... Of course, not necessarily. If I want, I can always break the painful Lord and the magic that bound me together. ”

At worst, they can be dragged to their death together.

“I just hope it doesn't happen. ”

Hermione mutters, and Azin nods. I'm saying it's hard, but death to Azin doesn't really matter. He's a player in the beginning, and he's only given a four-hour death penalty if he dies.

“I understand.”

Azin replied gravely. I did not give notice of this. Because he was worried about stepping out because he didn't want to die. But Azin didn't say anything about Hermione not telling him.

“... don't you think that Prince Bourne is selfish? ”

Hermione asked me that. In the question, he waved his head slowly.

“I don't think so. I'm a Guardian. It's my job not to create a situation where the Crown Prince dies. ”

At Azin's words, Hermione sighs of relief. Soon after, the court wizard arrives.

“I'm here to see the Crown Prince. ”

The court wizard was a middle-aged man wearing a magnificent robe and a large staff. Of course, it only looks like that. I was only a few decades older and magically made my appearance younger.

Müren Octavus. He is a great wizard, close to the master mage, who was originally a wizard of the Pentagon, but descended from the position of the five fingers of the Pentagon to become the palace wizard of the Gracias Empire.

Muren glances at Hermione and Azin. Particularly what he noticed was azine. The rumor that that pilgrim vanquished the second squadron commander, Jinmonth Ragnar, was spreading so much that no one in Verzola knew what had happened just hours ago.

‘You're strong.’

Just as Müren felt him, Azin faced Müren as well. To be honest, he didn't like the Wizard very much. It's because he's never had anything good happen to him by associating with a wizard. Magic intervened when the White Vowel died, and even when I fought the dark sorcerers of the Dark Star, I almost died.

And when I met Legnom, the dungeon master in the Bully Sal Desert.

‘Well, this old man is not a black wizard. ’

But I'm also wary of being a wizard. Although it doesn't matter if you die, it doesn't matter if you sin by enchanting the freedom of this body. But Azin didn't even have a look on his face.

Azin felt the powerful magic that he felt in Meereen. It doesn't seem magically manifested, but it doesn't seem to have much color to it.

“Have you heard of the magic? ”

Muren asks. Even to his position, including his age, everything was higher than azine, but he did not let go of the horse. The Crown Prince's Escort Knight is a difficult position to deal with even as a court wizard.

“Yes.”

Azin replies. In Azin's reply, Muren immediately begins preparing for magic. First of all, he got some of the blood of Azin and Hermione. As Hermione slit her wrists and bled, Muren took it and immediately healed Hermione's wounds by casting a healing spell.

Afterwards, we mixed each other's blood and mixed it with the prepared potion. Then, slowly, in an obscure pronunciation, I recited the spell. The spirit of the spell changes the color of the reagent as it flows, and then becomes completely transparent.

Afterwards, according to Muren, azin and Hermione join hands. The left hand and the left hand come together. The two climb onto the magic jewels Muren painted. Muren begins reciting the spell again.

The spell is long. Azin sees the magic moving around him. “Take the reagent.” Stop the spell for a moment, Muren says.

Ajin swallowed the reagent first. The colorless, odorless, transparent reagent did not taste anything. Azin drank the Hermione Reagent first. Muren chants again.

The golden thread is loosened from each other's heads. It moved to each other through the touching hand, and the golden thread wrapped around each other's arms up to the chest. Azin felt a thin magical force pierced his heart and sinned.

“It's over.”

The spirit that took almost an hour finally stopped. Muren looks at Hermione and Azin, not even a hint of confusion.

“They tied their souls together in knots. When you summon an escort knight, please make your own signal. ”

“.. a signal? ”

“Here's an easy way to put it. ”

Muren raises his hand. He sticks his thumb and stops, and shows it towards Hermione.

“The incantation is' La Veltar. ’Make a signal, mutter it in your mind, and the whole process is over. ”

Hermione nods. Ajin and Muren step out for a moment. Muren asks nothing of Azin. Ajin also did not ask Muren anything.

At that moment, a golden sphere appeared before Azin's eyes. Ajin pulls his chin back, stunned.

“Grab it.”

Muren, who is standing next to you, said: Ajin reaches out and grabs the sphere.

As soon as I grabbed it, he felt like his body was floating.

The landscape changed quickly.

The magic worked.