Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

Time is off for lunch.

Courtyard as usual, the only ments today were drifting shelter and mia.

"Uhm."

Mia, with her bread on her cheeks, nodded softly.

"Lugo, let's make a bet"

"Why did Mia suddenly wake up to gambling where she risked her life?"

"No, he said it wasn't dangerous today. Normal -"

Mia was about to say, a little shadow came running from over the school building. If you look at the long hair tied on the left side of your head bouncing, you can tell at a glance who it is in the long run.

"Hih, hih, no! It's Claire!

"The fact that you're freaking out means you've been thinking about betting that's not even Loc..."

"Again, was it here"

A breathless Claria stopped in front of the drift guards.

"Duh, get off me, Claire. Do you want to have dinner with us?

But Claria waves her eyelids with a slightly nervous face.

"No. I've got an emergency, so I'm going out now. Afternoon classes are closed, so please do the rest."

"What? Is something wrong?

Mia seems to have been inspired by a rush like Claria. The little knight showed a slight gesture of straying, but opened his mouth as he had noticed.

"You'll be in everyone's ears soon anyway...... you won't mind. In the Wang capital, the museum was occupied. The identity of the thief is unknown. But he took about forty hostages and stood them up. Because of their skill and size, the state has judged this to be terrorism."

"What, what!? Te, terrorism!?

Mia turned her voice upside down. The shield also ceases to exist.

"I'm headed to the crime scene to respond, too"

With that said, Claria turned her gaze to the shield.

……

Not the usual staring sharp eye, somewhere weak - drifting protection made me confused by that look that seemed to cry out.

"Hey, what's up, Claire? What's the matter with you?

"... Lord Aliumi. Your Majesty has asked you to come, if possible."

"Yeah!?

It was Mia who jumped up in surprise.

"Oh, that means I want you to lend Lugo's help immediately...!?

"It will. But it's not compulsory. Lord Ariumi will have a job this afternoon, too, won't he? Then don't push it."

Mia rushes to pinch her mouth to some sort of crearia that can creep up.

"No, no, no! Not if you're working!? It's not normal for a king to ask me to help him directly...! Oh, but it's terrorism... it's still dangerous... hmm"

Mia was as mundane as she was about herself. See how it goes, I tell you as Claria has noticed somewhere.

"... they're also thinking about rewards.... What do you want to do?

"Mm... a reward."

I was just worried about the cost of purchasing protective equipment. Maybe I should ride with a wheelchair.

……

So the drift protection was still concerned about Claria's condition.

Always resolute, she is somewhere depressed. I don't try to keep my eyes peeled.

It's not that kind of attitude, where drift protection is relied upon by kings to not care about eating. Rather the other way around. Something seems to be wrong.

"Claire......?

"Oh, no. What will you do? I already called the carriage. I'm going to get dressed right now and I need to get ready... We don't have time, so make your decision as soon as possible."

I'm also concerned about Claria's condition, but as a drift shield, I still care about Belgrette. Naturally, the fact that my sister in the college will be summoned on purpose should mean that my sister will also leave. I was still worried if it was terrorism.

"Hmm... in the meantime, I'll just go. I don't think I can do anything about terrorism. I'll give you a hand if you need me. You can feel like it, right?

"... Yep"

Again, Claria stayed out of sight.

Rocked by a carriage, Liquid Protection and Claria head to the King's Capital.

But I don't know what it would be like to have a terrorist attack, but it doesn't make any difference that it's four hours away from the Wang capital. After so much time, I wondered what was going on by the time I got there - but I realized that when the view outside the window did, it would flow quickly.

"Is that it? Is this carriage fast?

"Because it's an emergency carriage. We'll be there in a little over two hours."

If you ask me, it is a carriage dedicated to the express, and the specially trained horse is subjected to Oracle, the divine chanting technique of physical strengthening, which achieves nearly double the normal speed. The cushions on the wheels and the boarding area are also specially made and seem to take vibration into account.

"I don't know if there was a carriage like this...... why didn't I use it before. Why don't we use this next time?"

"Mainly for the emergency travel of the knights, a few cars are always waiting for me at the carriage store...... still, they are often borrowed out. Plus, it's expensive. It's five times normal."

"Oops..."

Oh, and it wasn't going to be available.

Speaking of which, the effect time of physical enhancement is not very long (although there are exceptions like Dino's). Will I call back every time it expires? Maybe there is a dedicated technique arranged there for carriages, but there is something called the hassle of just taking a high fee. Anyway, the horse and your lord are tired, and Lifeguard joined hands in his heart.

"Speaking of which, I asked my sister, when I was going to help Mia, I was paying her out and I couldn't borrow her. Right."

"Did you?"

At that time, all I had in mind was helping Mia anyway, so I didn't realize.

Claria looks depressed, then takes a small sigh.

Hi. Something went wrong earlier. It's not like that, like always, you're tuned up against drift protection, or you look grumpy. I also feel different that I am anxious about terrorism......

"Claire, what's wrong?

"... Lord Aliumi. He said he was just going, etc... but in the end, he was going to cooperate, wasn't he?

"Huh? Um... well... what exactly is terrorism like?"

It's still a world without heavy firearms.

If you ask me, Tochi, the crazy chanteer Magee, will break out or take hostages and stand up. If you don't actually go to the scene, you won't know, but in some cases, it seems like you can fully contribute to the circulation protection of the round hips. Even as King Aldia, he probably requested it because it seemed usable.

If so, I will go all the way to Wangdu and there will be no wild horses. I would like to rule out the dangers that may extend to Belgrette.... Sounds good when it comes to things like that, but there is also a great deal of evil "cousin" feeling that I might see her.

And it's also big that there might be a reward.

I was just thinking about buying some protective equipment.

Besides, the college is going on a long vacation called "Rest of the Ethereal Thunderbird (Raptors Rest)". In the meantime, I don't have a job, so I lose my income.

The current exile shelter is also Mia's 'Lord', who became a slave. Basically, Mia has no problems so far because of her excellent grades, but if anything happens to her that costs her tuition, it's stray care to pay for it.

Things I've never gone over to be prepared for when it comes to monetary issues.

I was just thinking about it, and Claria opened her mouth.

"- Lord Aliumi. Let me get this straight."

The word frightens me.

He was a boy who always said it was clear, and what exacting words would pop up when it came to foresight - but coming out of Claria's mouth was a word I wouldn't expect.

"Your Majesty... King Ardia intends to use you"

"... Huh?

All of a sudden, the drift shield flashed. Without understanding what it means, wait for the next word.

"He saved the College from the unprecedented" Let's "crisis of the Raid of the Grievance Demons, made the Detrev of" Silver Legion Troop "Silvalios" easier, drove the Redrack family to ruin, and finally won over Dino, the "Penta". Your work is no longer being recognised as an indisputable fact that even the knights and nobles of this country know, such as rumours told among the people. "

…………

She remembered the other day when she was able to rub it in a tavern with the mysterious foreigners.

From one of the guests, who settles down and returns to his seat, he is called, "Could it be Lord Brave?" The existence of drift protection is becoming widespread.

"And now, Your Majesty must be aware of that as well. … Now that Silver Legion Squad" Silvalios "is out of the Wall, the King's Capital is in a state of decline. Come there, terrorism as it was five years ago. Because there are many troublesome manoeuvres involving suicide bombing by all enemies, it is true that we do not want to divide our forces as a nation."

"Er... I mean, as a king, he wants to use me as a force of war, not as a person in this country. If I were you, I wouldn't be a pain in the ass."

"Pretty much right."

Immediately, Claria continues.

"But you are not a man who can handle it to that extent, and perhaps His Majesty... should be using this as an opportunity to welcome you as a guerrilla" Yukohey "

"Yuki, are you there?

"It's like a soldier. Knights and soldiers must be pureblooded Raindeers, but any guerrilla can be. Even if that's amnesia, it shouldn't be a problem under the rules."

Soldiers of the country. I was a little frightened that I might be talking about that...

If so, as a poor boy in financial difficulty here, I care about something.

"I see... soldiers... guerrillas. What about treatment or something like that?

"I hear it's pretty good. I was wondering if there were more salaries than the average soldier. Dawn with a successful special assignment will also receive a special reward. At least, it's not comparable to college chores. There won't be any trouble with your life. On the contrary, you should be able to live quite wealthy lives"

As for drift protection, I am not dissatisfied with the college chores. but if you can get a job that makes even more money than that, there's no reason not to pick that one.

Debt holders and even daughters...... No, they are also Mia holders. I also want protective equipment.

"But suppose the king wants me as a guerrilla... What makes you think the king's trying to use me? Aren't we mutual?

If King Aldia is trying to dispose of him as a terrorist operative after using his shield for free, it can certainly be described as' trying to use '.

but if you're going to welcome me as a guerrilla after offering a reward, that's a tasty story for homeless protection as well.

"... no. It may seem that way... no"

Claria affirms. As if you are certain.

"First of all, it's about the guerrillas... tough work. If a citizen of a city well moves to another country or a citizen of another country lives in Raindeer, there are no more severe restrictions....... but the guerrillas are under different circumstances. Being a guerrilla is synonymous with being a Raindeer person. If you are going to be a guerrilla, you will first press a bill of allegiance on your pledge. At the time of pressing this, the person becomes a Raindeer person. Whatever happens, you'll be a man who pledges allegiance to Raindeer as a soldier."

"Sounds like something tough..."

"If it were, that's what guerrillas are for...... here's the problem - no, the advantage for Your Majesty is that you're losing your memory"

"What do you mean?

Claria looks into the drifting eyes as she envisions, exploring.

"You are a man of great strength. I can't say for sure more than I don't remember… perhaps he was originally a brilliant warrior belonging to some country or a mercenary regiment"

Naturally, it's not, but there's no reason to say it. Reflux protection encourages people to continue.

"I mean, Your Majesty... he's trying to take you in as his own power, which is supposed to be the mighty force of the room if it's supposed to be. While you are now amnesiac."

"Really..."

"Let's say you've become a guerrilla," she continues, with a sinking face somewhere.

"In the future, if your memory ever returns… if you complain that you want to return to your country, you may or may not be able to return. There is also a pledge...... I can't say anything about that because there are no examples in the Minute Something Past. But either way, at least while you're out of memory, you can use it as a soldier."

"I see...... So you said you were trying to use it."

Nodding small, the girl drops her gaze to her feet.

I guess that means they put their eyes on it.

When I received the award for the college thing, Belgrette said.

"I don't think your majesty or your princess really believes in Lugo's power," he said.

About a month after that. At last, the presence of a king recognized the strength of the shield. Not as exaggerated rumours or anything else, but as reality.

And King Aldia thought that if he had all that strength, he would use it as a soldier only until his memory returned -.

"I do think the treatment and so on is good. But...... sounds good when it comes to guerrillas etc...... like a good body pawn. Being a residual person who is not a pureblood Raindeer, I can handle it without hesitation. I can also throw it away. Again, nobles do not complain first."

Claria kept her gaze down and continued to whine.

"... after hearing these... do you want to be a guerrilla?

…………

Refuge is not a warrior of another country, etc. It's not amnesia either. I don't have to worry about parts of my country that I won't be able to return to.

I guess the good treatment is not even comparable to the college chores, as Claria put it.

He says it's tough, but if it's a direct fight, he's confident.

And most importantly... from what I hear, a guerrilla is like a soldier serving his country. It may also increase your chances of being by Belgrette.

"... Hmm. I wonder if being a guerrilla makes me look like a colleague with Bell and Claire."

"Well... you will"

"I see..."

"It's a matter of reflection. It's too late to regret it."

Claire's voice, saying so, still felt weaker than usual.

"Many times... because I've seen it. Those who have been confused by the treatment and the comfort of this country and who have been feathered to abandon their country."

".................. ah"

So I finally realized the drift protection.

Why Claria seemed somewhat unwell.

"... well. You're a good guy, Claire. You're worried. Thankful."

"What? I'm not worried about you or anything. I just don't like it when you become a guerrilla. Your sister will care too..."

I'm staring at Giroli as I say that, but the lights mix in that gaze..., I don't look like I'm here.

Is that it? Aren't you really worried? If you're the protagonist hottie, say, "Oh, I'm not worried about you! Puy!" Isn't that a lit occasion?

I thought about that. When the drift protection is about to look subtly hectic,

"What do you think of your sister?"

"Hmm? No, well, I... Why is that a completely irrelevant story!

The topic had been reoriented for a long time.

Dangerous. I almost answered rush.

"It doesn't matter. Rather, it's a good part to say the core. In other words, are you prepared or need to be a guerrilla? I don't remember... it would be a bad way to put it - do you have any reason to be a guerrilla in this country? You've just asked me," Are you going to be a colleague with my sister? "Maybe I can stay close to my sister. Are you trying to be a guerrilla for that reason?"

Waste of sharpness made the drift protection unexpectedly creepy.

"So, what do you think? You don't look too obsessed with money... and if you're thinking about becoming the guerrilla you warned me would be dangerous in time, isn't that why you're here, sister?

"Yes, no, no! I might be the moneyguard, huh? Maybe he loves money.

"Are you the kind of guy who forgets his reward and goes home? No matter how much for Mia, you're not hesitant to bet your entire fortune?

"Woo... no, look, I want some money to buy protective gear... even Mia is my kid now. In the first place, look, you might not even be thinking about becoming a guerrilla."

"Earlier, it looked like I was thinking about it as much as I wanted."

"No... er..."

"... you like it, don't you? About your sister."

"………………"

How forceful.

But Claria's eyes were serious, and it seemed unacceptable to joke or tease. She says she doesn't like being lied to. I'm sure you don't even like lying to yourself. So it's such a candid thing to say.

The driftshield - carefully spinning out the words, half prepared for Claire to be slashed.

"... no, well... about the bell child... well, I like it"

Silence was born. Just a few seconds. But there is no stopping and a long silence on drift protection.

There is no sign that Claria will be attacked. but she swallows nervously not to miss her next trend.

Huh, Claria exhaled.

"... I guess. It was just in case, but if you look at it, you'll see."

"Oh, you're not angry?

"Why are you angry? First, my sister is a lovely woman. It's only natural that everyone likes you, not just Lord Aliumi."

I guess that's what you sincerely think. Claria nods proudly somewhere.

"There are countless people in the college alone who have feelings for their sister with their fingers on both hands. Even the Knight of the Castle has many thoughts."

"Hey, what..."

No, he's got boobs in character for all that beauty. It may be natural for Belgrette to be hot, but drifting protection no longer leaves me feeling anxious.

"Whoever favors his sister, it's personal freedom."

Surprisingly, she was surprised. I thought Claria would be more like this, mad stuff.

- There.

She frozenly chills, "But," she mutters.

"If your sister and" someone "are going out with you - and so on, that's another story."

It's like a doll - far more than Lenore, a faceless look to the point of horror.

... I felt the temperature in the carriage had dropped.

"... Ha, ha, I see, yeah"

The drift shield slipped his gaze desperately from the girl in front of him. This should not be eye to eye. Die. With a curse or something.

"Well, anyway. You still haven't decided that I'm going to be invited by the guerrillas."

"This is an immediate request for rescue from His Majesty based on his record of awarding a reward in the past two times. I'm pretty much sure. In the past, there have been many people who have become guerrillas in a similar way."

"Oh well. Of course there are people who have become guerrillas before. How are people like that doing now? I thought you lived a pretty good life?

After all, it is the shelter of modern Japanese. It's not a copycat to the right, but if someone else is in the same situation as you, it creates peace of mind.

I would also like to speak to a senior guerrilla as a reference.

- But.

"I'm not here."

Claria replied, just pompous.

"Huh? No, because until now..."

There are people who have become guerrillas in the past. But I'm not here now. I mean...

While realizing herself intentionally out of consciousness from an idea, the drift shelter waits for Claire's words.

"There are currently no guerrillas. Everybody's dead."

... so Claria is negative.

"As I said earlier, guerrillas are treated as convenient pawns. It was also extremely small in number because it was originally a function to be appointed under the pledge to abandon the motherland...... I was given orders that only seemed reckless at times because of high-risk assignments and… and I lost one life after another. Some of them were disgusted with the mission and tried to escape."

"... what happened to those who tried to escape...?

"There are members of the Silver Legion Force Silvalios who are in charge of Solemn Qing..."

Claria avoided making a clear statement.

"As your majesty, you may have been testing your loyalty. Are you really a trustworthy person or not? But......"

"... but. What King Aldia... is that, like... a tough guy?

I couldn't say it well.

I also hear a little bit from Dr. Locke about Mia. In some cases, he said he was someone who made horrible and ruthless decisions.

"He's a wonderful person for the people and fellowship. Because you are the kind of person who laughs and forgives the drowning princess for her obstruction of the 'Adulet' if it doesn't go too far.... but he's also really scary. I think so."

Claria slightly showed a bare gesture that flattered her little body.

This was the first time I had ever seen the frightened face of this girl, who was always strong. I don't even think of drifting protection, and the atmosphere is about to drink me.

"No forgiveness will be given to those who have stripped their fangs. Detlev ahead is a good example. But if a crisis looms on my people, I will stand up and try to save them. I have also popped up in front of bad guys to save one child. But...... I have also sacrificed ten children to save more people. It was an abominable event called" The Tragedy of Rhinecadal ""

Claria continues with a seemingly complicated face.

"If His Majesty has to choose between big and small, he takes big without hesitation. If one has to be truncated, throw away the small without hesitation. Because I don't have the power to save everything... That's what I once said."

So Claria turned her gaze toward stream protection like she was going to try with Jitri.

"If you become a guerrilla in the middle of nowhere... you could be thrown away for convenience, too, right? That's when you complain about wanting to go back to your country, and they might erase you."

He laughed mischievously, "It's a joke," he closed. In a tone that I don't think is a joke.

"... is that okay? That's what I said."

It was a saying that even sounded like he was criticizing the king in the dark.

"He's finally figured out my personality."

Don't make a scene, look disgusting and say it.

Apparently, Claria's male hatred is no exception, even if the opponent is King Aldia.

"... Anyway. It's been a long time... but if you think about becoming a guerrilla, I suggest you rethink it based on the fact that you're going to serve someone like that. Because it's too harsh a job to choose for evil reasons such as being able to be beside your sister."

"... I see,"

Refuge reminds me of the previous King of Aldia.

The ruthlessness of abandoning one village as a result of looking at profits. The ruthlessness of abandoning children to save so many people. The relentlessness of deciding to cut Detlev in five minutes and actually putting it through.

In contrast, tolerance that laughs and tolerates Princess Liliane's 'adule' obstruction. The luxury of giving a prize to Belgrette for the thought of the occasion as well. Kindness jumping out to help one child. Above all, the friendliness that the shipwreck himself has ever felt in contact with.

I wonder.

Looking out at the flowing landscapes one after the other, Lifeguard turns a serious thought.

Serve King Aldia... as a guerrilla, can you work -.