Fly the Flag of Fire!

Strongly tread the shadows of the earth with your body and body tightened by your armor. Breathe slowly and deeply conscious so that you can forgive your powerful lower abdomen.

Long distanced as the northern tributary of the East Dragon River flowed to the right more than to the left... Yousia Peterius had exposed herself to a raw warm breeze in her black military costume.

It is before nightfall. It's time to take a long view of the southern horizon across the river. If the sun sets, we will find something approaching as a line of lights. Or would the white of holiness be a strong reflection of the moonlight? Or shall we cross the river without color or sound?

Yousia put her hands on her mouth and fixed her mustache with her fingertips. I imitated my father and brought it to life. That hasn't yet reached enough texture. Still, if you stroked it the same way, I don't think you can exert the same sharpness as my father.

Brave men and the Knights of the Holy Grail come.

If that's on your side, you can count on it a lot. You'd think the power of the continent would sweep away the difficulties. But it's shocking because it's coming as an enemy. Where in this world will anyone be able to wait in plain sight?

"The wind is just warm."

Your white son smiled softly if he looked back to his serene voice. I can't feel any strength in its standing with a cane the length to my hips.

"If the weather doesn't break down by sundown, it's going to be an easy night to spend and sleep on. That's still the most important thing to feed your English chi. This is especially true for people like me. I'm sorry to hear that."

With a quiet determination on his part, the Dimension Iron... is Viscount Daniel Hackinen.

Though we hear that he was once hidden from the public, we cannot now live without a person named him in the kingdom nobility in mind. In the territory of the Earl of Hellevy, he organized a private battle group to crusade the horse thieves, and went up to the King's Capital to enter the Marquis of Uliharsilla and earn his trust, and even decided to lead the Army of Uliharsilla in the name of the Marquis.

He wandered temporarily through the borders of life and death after being wounded by war, escaping from the arms of the reaper also losing his health as a soldier. It was such a huge injury.

But he was not originally recognized as capable only by the military. I guess he's more of an Uchi guy in essence. I have worked a lot ever since trying to connect people, and now I am ruling a new town born on the western frontier between the Peterius and Salmant territories.

And what Yousia considers most important is the fact that he is giving his life to Marco Hahato. It wasn't expressed that way, but as an implicit understanding, Yoosia is aware of it.

I don't know why. I have no more doubts about that. I will not be convinced, nor will I doubt my loyalty to the King. Because there is no one in the kingdom today who supports the kingdom more than Marco Hahato.

Since when, I think. Since when has he lived as Marco Hahato's minister? With a little less envy, Yoosia thinks that.

He has Marco Hahato as his master with a sober readiness as a martyr. There is no stray or cloudy in that will. Then there is no crazy smell such as narrowing of field of view or renunciation of thought. It's just beautiful. And strong. Knowing that it also has this kind of strength, Yoosia just feels it.

"It's me who's pitiful. Looking tables, bowshooting platforms, horse fences, dry digging, oil kettles, fire arrows, nets… some shallow waters and grass traps out of sight… I'm not even a little rested when I'm all set"

That was true without falsehood. How far do they go in preparation for the enemy, even those that are only inside common sense, to the insanity of the brave? Yousia can't make that decision.

Currently, the Peterius army, with 10,000 troops, is positioned on the north bank of the northern tributary of the East Dragon River. Five thousand centers led by Yousia, and two thousand and five hundred each distributed to the east and west, make the south coast widely alert. It builds every possible defensive position against an imminent threat from the South.

Not for the showdown. This may be the case in some cases, but it is only a defensive line built for the purpose of aiding the place of the showdown. Ideally, the truth is, it's not coming.

It is General Ryu who confronts the brave.

Three battles have already been fought, but it is basically a policy that neither the Leading Army nor the National Army will give a hand. Because there is still a problem with naming and fighting a country.

The new king can't move the national army in the first place. If moved, it would have broken the strict laws laid down by the Church at that moment, which means that as a nation we chose the path of heresy. It may be one option, but it is not an easy choice given the havoc that will ensue.

Pointing a blade at the sacred flag is great, even though it recognizes great authority for action and discretion in the territory. Even if the flag is raised by an army of tyranny that kills innocent people, in so far as brave men are not denied in the name of kingdom, one must avoid those in the position of Uncle Six Horses ordering battle. That's what politics is all about.

There is also a problem purely as a force of war. The Knights of the Holy Grail, who keep their unrivalled names on the continent, are wicked as if they were attacking from the outside of reality, and amazing everywhere. The logic of Yousia's known battle is as if it doesn't make sense.

Starting with the total annihilation of the nine hundred and fifty Kalisalmi Leadership Immediate guerrillas, the destruction of the fortifications garrisoned by the Uliharsila Leadership with a thousand troops, and the terrible defeat of the Uliharsila Leadership Army five thousand and the Knights of the Sword Horn three thousand… all at the same time a battle that must not be taken one, all of which is a strange great defeat that cannot be understood as one.

"I don't have a winning eye...... do you think?

I was frightened when asked. That was exactly what Yoosia had in her mouth.

"Holy armies that destroy everything by unusual force… do you think it is difficult to resist in our ordinary martial arts"

Am I being blamed? Yousia had no words to disprove. Not at all. That was a star. It was here that Yousia stood, imprisoned by unspeakable powerlessness.

I can't imagine the future of victory.

The Brave and the Holy Grail Knights continue northward. The villages and towns in the Yuriharsila territory on the path were evacuated with total inhabitants. A people known for their martial arts landscape fled without bringing out supplies. Though instructed to do so by the center, the fact makes Yousia's heart and guts cold.

Armored armor cuffs of hostile things, longitudinal both Kalisalmi and Uliharsila territories, the armies of divine authority flying in like arrows in heaven...... the number is more than four thousand and five hundred rides. It doesn't lose any momentum either.

If General Ryu is defeated and his calamity reaches this northern tributary, then Yousia will fight as the last wall to defend itself and the new town. It is the nearest worst future to ever assume.

"To paraphrase, as in a nightmare when your hands and feet don't feel... is Your Excellency driven by impatience? Or as if drowning? Or as if standing on the edge of a cliff?

Am I being bewitched? Every word pierces the heart of Yousia. No rush, no bitterness, no anxiety... because all of this is cold and bodily and physical annoying to Yousia.

If Yousia is defeated, it means that the sprouts of the new era that began in the north will be trampled unbroken. Or maybe even more misery blows away. You can say it's unimaginable.

There is no longer a great force behind us.

Salmant, where it is the so-called Front Line II, both Peterius' armies are always running a consular government to maintain 15,000 troops. But now that the Salmant army is marching to Kalisalmi territory with 10,000 troops and sending two thousand and five hundred at a time to explore the plains of the disaster, only a thousand will be stationed in the northern part of the kingdom in the respective territorial capitals and a thousand in the new town.

You can't lose. But if you did, you can win, it's like you don't know. over this period, is.

On the other hand, there was also a grid. If you win, you lose everything, but if you win, you lose something. The authority of the Church still prevails over that of the kingdom. Only the number of sword spears directed against the brave and the Holy Grail Knights, disturbance after victory, will increase harshness after defeat. That's reality. It makes sense in this world.

My mind shakes, my body trembles. Without the shackle of the weight of the armor, you would know it beside you. If you remove the power to bite, the sound of your back teeth will also sound. That was the fruit of Jousia Peterius, who turned thirty.

A glimmer of line was now drawn to Yousia's vision of how long she had only been looking at the ground. It's a cane. It's got a shadowy ground of grass. Did you scrape out the hardwood? Wood flows smoothly in a milky white hue, no sound, and fits snugly into thin, graceful hands. Then his chin goes up and Yoosia sees a glaring grin.

"Still, let's fight. We can fight. Always."

Oh...... now there is a man here who waits quietly for the brave. Here is the elegance of smiling with an ungripped sword, aware of the coming of a terrible calamity.

Was Daniel Hackinen a beautiful and big man?

On the other side of what was even divine, Yousia visioned something like a giant flame. Something was spraying to encourage my heart. It has arrived through a person named Daniel Hackinen.

Is it not a word to describe the priest as if he were there... I think so.

"I admire you."

I remember saying those words, and Yoosia laughed bitterly. Because I realized what I was thinking. I no longer have to be ashamed of myself. I knew a hundred things that my vessels were not enough for the position of Count.

But I'm not dumb enough not to notice it. If you are not so ignorant that you do not know your responsibilities, you are not so shameless as to be infidel and corrupt.

This position is also where you can meet brilliant people. Ask people to read the wording that makes up for their shortcomings or is also a light to stretch. That's the Yoosia way of life. If that's how you move forward one by one, only while you're moving forward can you acknowledge yourself as not getting there.

"I also wish to be as unshakeable as the Viscount...... this is so hard. If you're going to reveal your honesty, I'm still afraid and terrified of doing this. So much so that I want to scream out. I can't stop shivering."

I expressed my red heart without doing anything to set it up. I hoped to do so, and Viscount Hackinen stands by his side, putting together the atmosphere that makes it so. It's like saying that's why I came here.

"Those who hold nothing are not afraid of anything. I'm sure people are creatures who are afraid of losing joy in getting it."

Words ride moist and windy. Try to comfort me and reach Yousia's ear.

"Is the most important thing life? That is the proof that those who give up their lives show Russia a wanton attitude of injustice. But it's not courage, it's only recklessness based on abnegation... despair, nothingness, madness... making humans quit, because all of them would be feelings incompatible with courage"

It was the word of a man who almost lost his life on the battlefield. It was the words of a man who was aggrieved by injury and illness and still recovered.

"What do you want me to own, take care of, and protect... I mean, maybe that's where human identity is. Everyone lives in fear. And only those who fear will have the opportunity of courage…"

Yoosia listens to words that are slowly spinning. There was something going on in my mind.

"I think courage is not an immovable nature, but a phenomenon against the backdrop of constant effort. Doesn't it mean you can't beat fear because you have the courage, but the very attitude of beating fear and eating your teeth off is courage? And the difficulty is proportional to the magnitude of the fear… human courage leads to a great glow, depending on what you try to protect…"

A clear face ready was pointed at Yousia. I looked like someone. I'm not talking about faces. Viscount Hackinen has not grown a moustache. Still similar. Yes... he looks like Yousia's late father.

To the look my father gave me when I decided on the Cage Castle of the Territorial Capital against the great army of the Empire and sent out Josiah and others... similar to that look in those days. There is imminent transparency in my mind.

"My lord has nothing more to fear than his desire to protect something so great. So that tremor is nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud. On top of that, you should expect more than your own strength. Some optimism is courage again. 'Cause pessimism can be done by anyone, and it's terribly intoxicating."

A smile aroused my tea glance. What kind of physical experience made him talk about it and smile so much? There is so much depth in the history of each person that it cannot be written through in any book.

"Courage, is it... maybe that's exactly what I'm asking for"

Answering that, Yousia exhaled small. I had something swirling in my chest and I couldn't breathe. Faces. Many faces are remembered in the name of courage. It's not just my father. It's not just men. I have indeed witnessed many glances. Beautiful, noble, clear... those were just the lights of courage.

If you look up, the sky is white in the western sun and the cloud shadow is thick. Eventually, the sun will fall hard to avoid, and the world will be dyed first and foremost by the vermilion. And the night comes. Anxiety-inducing darkness… it is adorned by the stars' blinks to connect hope for the morning sun.

"I want to be proud, too."

Looking for daytime stars in the blue fading sky, Yousia said.

"Ambitious, fierce, and courageous... I want to show you how brilliant I am. Don't be ashamed of 10,000 generals who obeyed my father and my father... don't be laughed at by Severi Kalisalmi, who worked bravely faster than anyone else"

The response was a little far. For it is also a word spoken unto the sky.

"Me too. This battle is to protect the new age of the kingdom, but also the future of my son's life."

I heard a small exhale. If he had seen it due to his physical condition, there was a side there that tightened with strong will, even as he faded into tension.

Same. This brilliant figure is also inspiring courage again. It shines light by paying for its efforts.

"My brother-in-law Lucas fought and survived against the brave. That was a breach of military order, and a loss that would have caused a great deal of sacrifice... but the truth is, I was happy to feel it. Well done. I even thought you ran away. His mind seems like a fresh breeze. I'm sure it'll help Marco... or even a friend."

At the end of the day, the voice sounded cut, finally, one small laugh blooming, and a smile loosely directed towards Yousia.

"My lord and I are both in our thirties. They must be a lot older than that if they were nineteen."

"... we don't have the same obsession with teenagers, but yes, I think they can be good friends"

Let me make a blurry look, and Yoosia laughed again.

"I felt that during the siege of the Kalisalmi Capital. Tea treats with pieces of fruit were prepared during the formation, but General Ryu took all the pieces of fruit from it and ate it, and Lord Lucas was taking on baked sweets that became only a platform. You both smiled. I couldn't even get through my throat with confectionery."

Think of the situation as it was then. Severi Kalisalmi, Lucas Uliharsilla, Margareta, and Marco Hahato. If Yousia was added there, it would remain exactly as it was at the time of the battle over the capital of Kalisalmi.

Shall I win then? Can we still win again at this time, as the arrow of flames circled the realm capital that night and defeated all the enemies? Will a flaming arrow strike against a ruinous arrow of light that flies from the south, more than the rising east of the Sun Wheel? Will we again experience an unimaginable battle?

Someday, Yoosia realized that what shivers her body is changing its quality. Hot. It's not like the previous tremor that was even cold.

"Viscount, can General Ryu beat the brave?"

"If you believe that, you're here. I am staring south here with Your Excellency's army because I deny a future that is not. With a cane, but that's how I'm in this fight."

It was a powerful word. Daniel Hackinen is there as one warrior without mistake. It burns lives and represents a brave stand.

"I see...... the wind is certainly warm. I can't wait to look at the starry sky."

Breathe loudly and loudly, and Yousia looked south.

Opposite the shore stretches the landscape of northern Uliharsila territory. This is where heroes run the showdown right now. A confrontation between the brave and the dragon general...... it must not only determine the future of the Kingdom of Asuria, but also perhaps the future of the continent.

I also participate in the showdown by being here.

Feeling his heartbeat rise, Yoosia took another deep breath. You just have to exhale slowly to see what you will need to do now, as the pearls begin to seep into the twilight sky. You just need to build up your will at the bottom of your belly. If you look south and develop courage, that's fine.

The Peterius army shows a definite presence in the northern part of the kingdom with 10,000 troops.

Now was the time to believe Marco Hahato's words, which he said meant a great deal, and Yousia would continue to look south without ever getting tired of it.