Fiancee Be Chosen By The Ring

Royal Wellbum Army Knights Kingsguard 1st Platoon 4th Squad. That is my official affiliation. Due to their slightly longer names, they are often referred to as "Royal Knights Kingsguard Squads 1 and 4". I understand that it is not very abbreviated.

Our Kingsguard is a cavalry that provides royal guards and royal escorts. The formation is not as large as the other squadrons, and consists of three squadrons, from the first platoon to the third. The third platoon has the main task of guarding the royal palace, while the second platoon has the royal escort, starting with princes and princesses.

And our 1st Platoon is a unit that carries out escort duties around both His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the King. Since His Majesty the King has been considering concessions since last year, he has recently been recognized as a direct report of His Royal Highness the King. It is the smallest, so to speak, elite unit of the Kingsguard.

When it comes to the fourth squad, it is the smallest squad in all squads, with only the Magic Knight. Few knights exercise magic, but in order to earn the title of 'Magic Knight', they must first pass the magic exam upon joining the club and, furthermore, complete their grades above a certain level in the triennial magic exam.

On top of those walls, in the first place, the knights who use magic enough to make them live in battle are the Greek, so there are no more personnel at all. - You may think you're complacent, but let me tell you, 'Magic Knight' is the elite among knights and the elite among them, it's not too much to say.

Well, our Fourth Squad is called the "Clavis Squad" within the Kingsguard. The name of the squad leader is Felix Ile-Les Clavis.

He is the youngest and the youngest 21-year-old in the squad, even looking at the whole squad, but he is also the user of magic who contends for twelve in the first platoon. At the time of graduation from the cadet school, he was the chairman, excellent swordsmanship, well behaved (surprising because he is a Marquis man), and his face is also a superb creation of the old Forest people (elves).

But he had enough flaws to undo those numerous advantages. It's amazing, silent, and faceless to say that you've been blessed with everything so far (no, maybe that's why).

The neat face doesn't move as if it's frozen, and the words only utter a minimum. Whether surrounded by beautiful faces and women who praise their deeds, or shuddering beauties, but enemies strip away their fangs by forming an inmate party, or greats, but His Highness messes with them, they are always pale, always as if nothing had happened. Well, in a way, it is what it looks like, an old forest folk (elf).

The appearance of such a younger boss was a bit of a source of concern to the crew up there more than once, starting with me. For there are many men in the profession of knight that are bloody. In fact, in retrospect of when we were around that age, including our colleagues, it was still an assortment we wanted to play. It was when I struggled to discipline myself, and when I did, I was scolded. Not as long as I fail with alcohol. Everyone has experienced a lot of mistakes in the loss of youth (although some are good old and still soften up) when some of the idiots were fooled by women, and fell into pitiful situations with gambling and eating punishments with fights.

With so much beauty and status, and entangled around, there's nothing surprising about taking a lover or flirting with a woman. Even if not, I would normally get on with some things. But there's no sign of that on the squad leader. Is this really okay with our boss? Wouldn't it be easier to explode one day? I mean, can this guy fall in love or something like this? Are you all right?

... Guys, that's how it was inside, funny... no, it was harassing.

Until I ran into that scene, though.

"Let me, seniors! Ha, it's hard! The squad leader! I'm bringing a woman!!

"Huh?!

That was about the day the bi-monthly 'Moot Battle' would be held.

A simulated battle is literally a tournament-style, man-smelling match in which the face of the Kingsguard Knights plays a game with a simulated sword and aims to win. It's a very armful, bloody day for young knights that takes place every two months and although it's the bounty that doesn't come out, the winner will be very happy with his memory of the upper ranks of the army.

On this day, however, our boss, Felix Ile-Les-Clavis, who has won several times in the Department under thirty, was suspended from the afternoon and was not in the war.

Some of the veterans remain out of battle (probably to hide their strength, but the platoon chief had a back ache but cramped his neck, and is a habitual mock warfare skipper), but this is probably the first time a very serious squad leader has been out of battle. On a daily basis, he would join the war even if the day was on duty, so my men wondered if something had happened due to family circumstances.

But it is.

Time to mock the battle in a while. Apprenticeships who have rushed in (among the most advanced student hopefuls of the cadet school, those who have passed the exam are engaged in chores, etc., within the Knights after school. Kingsguard has the smallest number of acceptances, but has about ten enrolled in the whole) screaming, our fourth squad became noisy.

"You're hallucinating. It!!

"Sister, isn't that you? Duchess Laetus. of an amazing beauty."

She is a team leader who is very uncomfortable with women at all costs. I'm not attracted to any beauty because I have the best princess for my sister, and I don't go to the florist. It is that squad leader who refuses to plug in the women and does not even react, whether he is put to his thoughts by a number of women, pushed with huge tits or tangled in his arms.

"No, she was usually a pretty young lady. I witnessed it with the apprenticeship of the third squad! With these eyes! And!!"

"Usually cute?!

"Don't be an idiot, is that possible! It's a mission, anyway!

"I thought so too! Sergeant Clavis' afternoon was definitely off duty, and the gatekeeper, because he does say he let Sergeant Clavis with a woman through! It doesn't look like hallucinogenic magic!! According to eyewitness testimony, Sgt. Clavis is meeting the lady at the stuffing gate and then seems to be walking with her."

"Sister, there's a squad leader who even leaves you alone...?

"No way... is it real...?!

"And... listen to me"

Ringing their throats together at a seriously faced apprentice. He looked forward with his jaw raised all the way in the face of death.

"I was with the squad leader, a young lady in a pink dress. I thanked the knight when I was wrong, and he smiled and thanked me..."

"But...?

"Immediately after………, the squad leader stared at me with tremendous air"

The apprenticeships assigned to the Kingsguard are all excellent students, even in the cadet school. He's a future elite candidate who's good at reporting exactly what he sees. The more I listened to him, the greater the squad's blurring. It is no longer secondary to mock warfare, etc.

"... you mean the look on the squad leader's face has changed?

".................. Yes"

"You're lying... who is that warrant lady!

"Hey, somebody, scout out!

"Who's the best at signs erasing magic?!

"I'm the squad leader!

"It was! Hey, second who! Is that Fonce!?

"Ha! Sincerely on that mission!

"Then I will gather information!

"... ah!! See, over there, in the squad leader?!

It was once again an apprenticeship cry that stopped the movement of the four squads vibrant as you did when things happened.

All the people who were in the four squadrons' blockade pull up to the big windows. No matter how big the windows are, if the well-muscled Gatai men hiss, they suffer narrowly. If this were not a magical knight squad with a relatively large number of skinny knights, but a swordsman squad with a large number of trained out, the murmuring bitterness would have been at the level of damaging to the spirit.

But all the members, including me, became like stones, erased the signs, stuck together perfectly, and looked out the window.

Beyond the dazzling courtyard of summer blue leaves is a yellowish stone crossing. So, after the icey signs I remember, something flickering and pink is chasing me. If you gaze, it was a dress for my young daughter's visit, with cream-colored curly hair dancing on her back. The outfit is about one minute smaller than the squad leader's head. I don't see my face very well.

"It was true..."

"... Is this a dream?

If you don't use magic at this distance, you can't see clearly. Still, there's something to know. Walking a little behind the squad leader, as far as I could tell, seemed like a very normal warrant lady. From the atmosphere of the dress, you'd still be a teenager. But the upper body...... well in short, the breasts look richer. Hips are cuddly thin like noble daughters. White skin between lace cuffs and gloves is healthier than luxurious.

"... you can't even hear me."

"If you use sound-collection magic, you'll be instantly noticed."

Without realizing our fourth squad watching them with spit, they vanished across the hallway, leading the squad leader.

"That's a training ground over there... do you even tour mock wars?

"... All right, let's go!

"Ha!"

We look at each other and snort and follow. Our minds were now one, saying that we didn't care about mock warfare or anything else at the earliest.

... No, it's definitely not a teething turtle. That's definitely not true. Not if you're not.

Our fourth squad has a duty to watch where the squad leader and the woman with him are going… duty… destiny!

The back of my throat was trembling, my eyes were dry, my whole body was stiff and my muscles were shaking blubberly. If you manage to move your neck and look next door, your coworkers are in a similar situation. If we looked closely, we could see that not only those of us in the fourth squad, but also those of other squadrons and other platoons sitting around us, were showing similar reactions.

The sight of shock was now spreading in front of us, who were to follow the squad leader and participate in the mock battle as a result.

"See..."

"Mi, I saw..."

It is the appearance of a courtier sitting on dry dirt in the training ground and a squad leader kneeling across from it. But it was neither the magic of the squad leader nor the appearance of the squad leader kneeling that froze us in the true sense.

"The squad leader, but laughed..."

This is it.

A slight lady's fingertips touched the wounded squad leader's cheek.

Shortly after she gave the squad leader a familiar look.

For such a moment that if you blink, you may have disappeared.

Only slightly, both corners of the squad leader's mouth rose.

I don't know if that's all. Anyway, even a faint smile is a precious squad leader as a phantom beast. If that's what you're dealing with, it's worth more than a dragon that is said to have been extinguished for a long time.

Besides, our silent faceless squad leader is the beauty of the Old Forest People (Elves) class.

According to the poems left by the bards of the distant ages, if the species smiles, the flowers of the unblooming season will now bloom in the spring, the trees will bear abundant ripe fruits, the little birds will sing with the supreme ringing of our good fortune, men and women will fly their souls without even being able to approach them in heartfelt love, the clouds will stain with the colour of roses that bloom with morning dew, and the sky will shine brightly with the extreme light.

It is an ancient poem, made to recite in ancient magic history classes as a child. As a beautifully proportionate expression, our young children were made to recite emotionally as punishment for laughter and play.

But to my surprise, they didn't even call these past representations. As soon as the squad leader laughed, there was such an atmosphere that the poem came back to life vividly in the back of his brain.

I'll be honest with you.

"Shinji, I can't, I can't..."

"Am I now in the afterlife...?

"They say that beauty has nothing to do with gender..."

"I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man"

"Tough."

I also know exactly how the squad members feel whining.

A man is frozen in a man's laugh. Now, I hope it's all critical and lukewarm, but isn't it a reality that you can just relax if you give it back to me? No, it is in my eyes that those who are gradually returning to me look sinister and grumpy. Even in the face of our fourth squad, unfortunate and extremely intoxicating moments like the morning of the early morning are looming right there.

In our center, the lady looks wonderfully at Kyoton and his frozen surroundings. She doesn't know. How much have I done?

I was determined. We have to push the squad leader's back as closely as we can. And we need you to fit in as quickly as possible and try to contain the "damage" in the squad members, no platoons, rather, the Kingsguard, which arises from the squad leader's swinging 'grin like that'.

That's why I'm not a teething turtle. I didn't say no. This is a necessary measure.

I looked to the deputy squad leader (the oldest of our four squads) who stood next to me. He snorts deeply.

"... Lieutenant, what we need to do now"

"... oh. The formation of" Watch over Squad Leader Clavis "..."

We nodded deeply together, simultaneously, to the heavy-handed voice of the ultra-serious deputy squad leader.