Felix was in the corner of the magic training ground. It is about the end of summer and the beginning of the autumn social season, about two weeks away, one evening.
From after noon until evening that day, the magical knights' training in the kingdom was taking place.
The word "junction" is one of sorcery, in short, the generic term for the technique of "restricting the entry and exit of objects to designated areas". Something for soundproofing purposes that blocks sound from the outside, or something that has a true or reverse performance for confidentiality purposes. A wide variety of versatile techniques exist, such as those that physically refuse to penetrate people, beasts, etc., those that restrict the use of witchcraft by limiting magic from going out of range, those that can't, can, but can't.
The most needed magical knight of all junctions is the 'Play the Attack' junction. Something that blocks the encroachment of flying magic, something that plays down an arrow or blade, something that works close to a 'shield'. In fact, few occasions are used as shields by designating the area as a one-handed range.
However, only the experienced can offer the art of juxtaposition in an aggressive manner. Unlike normal magicians, for magical knights who also perform melee warfare, it is difficult to calmly deploy the technique when life is in imminent danger. You need to remind your body of surgery over and over again until you can unconsciously deploy it.
That's why every day, the Magic Knights trained to make connections while simulating battles.
Felix, who was good at junctional arts, was also a squad leader but also a teacher, monitoring his men who entrusted teaching to court magicians involved in guiding the arts. Because I don't activate myself and often go around pointing out the movement and magic of my uncontrolled men.
But it was at dusk, and today's training came to an end, from the Clavis family, that when a pale green seal was delivered, Felix, who never activated witchcraft today, developed the triple junction of soundproofing, witchcraft refusal, and interpersonal intrusion refusal. It was so robust that the magician of the returning instructor rushed in amazement and turned the view around.
- And he, after all, ceased to come out of the junction with a radius as wide as he had spread his hands.
The third bizarre of the season. As the post-training cooldown came to an end and one, and one more, and the knight, left the training ground, the last five remaining men watched as they harassed their bosses who didn't come out.
"What happened to the squad leader this time?"
"Daimyo, didn't the earlier letter come from the Porta family's - fiancée?
But isn't that too much?
"I haven't been well with my fiancée, or...?
"Hey, stop it."
"A goodbye letter... or something..."
"So stop it, it's not even on the edge!
I can't go home, I see Kosokoso from the shadow of the grass trees, the wormwood junction, and my men see my boss. Because it is not a junction that blocks sight, if you see humans who are not bright in magic, they are just standing there, but from their point of view, who are magical knights, they look like they are stuck in a sinus made of thick ice that neither magic nor attack can reach.
"That long time, it's the boulders that can keep that thick junction...... it's time. Since the beginning of the summer vacation, you've been well, squad leader."
"So why did you decide it was a bad story?"
"Hey, somebody talk to me for a second... married if you can, divorced inexperienced one"
Someone snaps, four eyes pour on one knight. Among the young men of the Knights with many bachelors, he is a precious married man, twenty-seven years old, with three children, three boys of the Count Weiss family.
"... me"
"I'm single. I guess I'd rather have someone accomplished than someone I'm in love with. You and I were in a romantic marriage, weren't you? It's rare."
"Not to mention my oldest second son, I'm a three. It's not unusual. And you would have had a fiancée, too."
"Mm-hmm. But mine is political. We don't know each other very well, and depending on the situation this winter, we might stop."
"Oh, no, you, didn't you say you were getting engaged?
"... flowed"
"Sorry..............."
Married Weiss rises to shake away the serious humidity in the junction, which has become funeral-like in time.
"Okay, I'll listen."
"Whoa."
"Yo! Brave man!
"Cool!
"Pray for good luck!
My men with one sigh still change their expression. As he was dropped off by his solitary colleagues, he rang his military shoes and walked over to a thick junction with cuttlefish, knocking the junction with Conn and, with magic, the junction.
You won't hear the noise because of the soundproofing magic, but you must have noticed it was interfered with by the junction. Felix raised his face at a squeaky reaction rate and looked back at the momentum that sounded likely. Only the soundproofing junction is solved, and his men peel their eyes at its dexterity.
"... ugh, wow. Um, squad leader! Already today, we are on the verge of taking turns with the night shift! There are also locks on the training ground, so it's time for you to untie the line!
"Oh... that's the time. Sorry."
Then there was no sound or impact, and the junction scratched out. It is a beautiful solution that leaves little trace.
"What happened to your letter?"
"No, I just didn't want people to touch me. I have no problem with the content.... Right, Weiss, you sure were married"
Felix looks up to him as he takes care of the letter in his hand for the rest of his life to hide his nostalgia. Weiss nodded stiffly as he stood up, wondering if he was still talking about fiancée entanglement.
"Yes, I was married just when I was the same age as the squad leader"
"That's fast."
"Right. My relatives and my wife's parents asked me if it would be too soon."
He also agrees with Felix, who raised his voice to his surprise.
I often say that aristocratic marriages are early, but that is basically only in the case of women and men, royalty. Because it is a remnant of a time when the life expectancy of a man without magic was short, the "right age" is slowing down in recent years, but still many women get engaged among teenagers and get married at around twenty.
On the other hand, men were very realistic reasons - because status and fruitfulness had not been established within the youth, many married in the mid-twenties and beyond exiting 'Ping' status.
Therefore, when he was married at the twenty-first while being a 'three man', it can be said that he was very early.
"Why?
"At the time, I was still a Ping Knight on a security assignment to protect the King's capital in the Second Knights, not the Kingsguard, so I guess we were all worried that we could feed our wives."
Felix shook his head to the left and right with a bumble if he told him the words he had said more than once during the engagement period, smiling bitterly.
"I'm sorry I don't have enough words. Not why you married, but why did you want to marry at that age?
"If I thought she might be taken by another man, I couldn't stand it."
Felix opened his eyes to Weiss, who clearly ran out.
The three boys in the Count's house are, in the fourth squad, common sense, sober men. Not as good as Felix's, but when black eyes made a cold impression, it was recognized all around him, and he was also a clerk to flatter the shaky young man. His unexpected passion is breathtaking for the rest of his men who were hiding.
"My wife and I met during the Second Knights guard. She's the daughter of the Viscount family, but she was struggling, and she seemed to live almost like a commoner. My wife also lived like a commoner, but I grew up undoubtedly in the Viscount family, so the growing up was all over the stand-up and dancing... well, the male reception was very good, is that right? - I don't know if you know Sgt. Clavis, but the common man has a very close sense of distance between men and women. Even my unmarried daughter doesn't have an escort, and if we're close to home, we'll grow up together. Everyone is used to it... in short, I thought if I let it go for a long time, the other guys would say it right away. That's what I couldn't stand."
The man, who cut to a breath, dyed his cheeks and tied his mouth to the letter to. The shade of the grass shrugs, but the squad leader and his men don't notice. After a moment of silence, Felix snapped 'I see'.
"So you thought the engagement wasn't the only thing you'd forgive."
"... right. There were a lot of good guys."
"... right"
Felix's face gets much darker. Weiss leaned back for a moment, and his men in the shadow of the grass trees dazzled with cold sweat on their backs.
"Is, squad leader...?
"There are more decent men than me..."
"Uh, that."
"I can't socialize. I'm a bad mouth..."
And the summer breeze blew through between them, and Felix exhaled deeply. My men thought in a corner of their brain that the worried face was beautiful, so Aesthetic shaped his neck and what the hell was wrong with him.
"Is that, squad leader?
"Even at the night club I relied on her all the time...... I couldn't even tell you half of what I thought in the heat shelter..."
"Squad?!
"... but I don't want to let go. I know exactly how you feel."
Bad, pressed, Weiss turned back to the point of becoming a bridge in one more step and asked for help behind the grass trees. Regardless, they only observe silence.
"Ugh, flattery... eh"
"Weiss, what did you say you signed up for marriage? Let me know for your information."
"Oh, oh, no, mine was, maybe, at a level where she asked me to start over, hopefully useless and not helpful to get into anything at all, so yes, that's right, squad leader! Didn't you say before this that your deputy is familiar with these things!
"Did you call me?
When Weiss unleashed the snuff word on the spot, a rumored person appeared from behind the two. Weiss was stunned by the surprise and awkwardness, but Felix looks back and tries a mild salute.
"Good day, Lieutenant Auxiliary"
"Yeah, thank you. I just got a complaint that you guys can't lock up because you won't be out standing forever. Get out of here."
"... oh, was that already such a time"
Undoing the salute, Weiss bows his head to Felix, who looks up at the leaning sky of the day, and walks away toward the rest of his men. There was relief seeping through his back, and the rest of his face bashed in and slapped the brave man on his shoulder.
"So, what are you doing, squad four?
"Have regular junction training today. Fonce is a good muscle, so he may not have a problem moving to the research team. Munterbach could be dangerous if he doesn't put a little bit of his back into it. You seem motivated."
"Uh, I'll need a report on that later. So, that's not what I want to hear, that's what you're doing after training."
The deputy captain of the Sentence Ile-les-Auxilia Kingsguard looks at Felix with his short, dark brown hair spinning and his tinted eyes behind his glasses. Felix tilted his neck all over the rubble, then opened his thinly shaped lips and said this in a voice that passed low.
"I'd like you to tell me how the deputy captain applied to his girlfriend for marriage."
"Huh?
"His Royal Highness Prince Wang had previously said that he was good at deputy captains for such stories. Can't you tell me?"
Paca opened Sentence's mouth like a frog. Suddenly, the groan leaks, and Felix repeats his story with his men.
"... so he decided to marry her not to let her get away. Then I thought I should do the same. It triggered a terrible act of my stupidity at the end of the intoxication, but now I even think it was an extraction of heaven."
"... let's figure out how to put it because it sounds like a woman's dignity has been scattered?
"I didn't do that!
"No, he said he knew. I know, but? You always don't have enough words. Try to say that elsewhere. It's like getting married responsibly."
Felix should have stuffed himself with a sentiment that didn't even hide his frivolous expression. Unlike Weiss, Sentence, who neither leans back nor avoids, puts her hand on her chin and thinks.
"What, in short, you mean you got serious about your fiancée girl? When I talked to you before, you said something about how to break up in circles."
"I would even like to beat myself up if I could go home by then. He's a difficult man. I thought you shouldn't let go."
"... you've probably changed your mind, haven't you?
Well, anyway, let's go home, and while Felix's back is encouraged, he walks out.
Two long shadows and relaxed footsteps echoed Katsun, Katsun, in a corridor stained with dimmed cedar. Felix's head, which drew his mouth together as he could think of, and turned his gaze toward him, and Sentence stroked him to make him his own head.
"I don't care if you say so... Wouldn't it make sense if it wasn't for the words you wanted to tell Miss Porta? If I borrow someone else's words, I don't know how you feel."
Reach the branch between the Royal Office and the Cavaliers' Office. The hour was already hanging during dinner time, and I guess all the civilians and martial arts officers were paying for it, no sign of people or sorcery, and the hallway was back in town.
"You regret being the first, don't you? Then I guess I'll have to sign up in good faith, like I'm going to salvage it.... I know you're not good at it, but don't ask around too much, just try and think about dialogue once in a while. Bye-bye."
Wielding a large palm wrapped in gloves, Sentence disappears into the dim corner of the hallway.
In the hallway where Felix was alone, the sound of zaazaaa and wind roaring and tree leaves swinging. The evening breeze blows into Felix's messy hair and cheeks.
"………… the words, nothing, do not come out"
A terribly small, plundering voice falls to the floor made of gray stone with yellows. Beyond the wind's stirring, the twigs sounded high.