From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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“I fell asleep from a pile of fatigue. ”

I seem to have heard it vaguely. I tried to open my eyes, but it was so heavy.

“Are you awake?”

I tried to answer someone's question, but there was no voice.

I closed my eyes again. I'm so sleepy.

“Thanks to you, we've won. ”

I heard Canneruck's voice.

“How long are you going to sleep? What a kid.”

It was Lynd. You were great, too. If you hadn't killed the enemy X.O.

“How far will you go? Where do you see it? ”

It's Digo. What nonsense. This guy.

Grrr.

You hear the axe move toward the edge of the axe, and a brief rock battle returns to you before it fades away.

I opened my eyes.

“Thump!"

Pumpkin welcomed me. It was inside the tent.

Is it a dream?

I thought you said you won. I got up.

Screw you.

I felt a tingling pain. My whole body hurts. When have I ever gone this far?

This is what I used to do when I was in the mountains collecting rare herbs. I was exhausted after four days on the mountain without rest.

“Did my pumpkin rest well? ”

I reached out for the pumpkin. He comes up and rubs his nose against my cheek.

“That tickles, man. ”

The heavy weight gives me relief when I put my arms around my stomach.

“Hand.”

“Thump."

He raises his front foot and looks at me strangely.

I think he's laughing at me.

“Well, you're not just any guy. You're a hand. Kind of childish, right? ”

“Thump!"

I think I agree. Sometimes I think I want to learn the language of pumpkins.

If we could talk, we'd know everything about him.

“You hungry?"

Stir your head.

... I think I'll be able to communicate even if I can't speak.

“Uuuggghhh.”

I twisted my body.

“Ow.”

Terrible pain followed. I think I need to rest for a few days.

Where is everybody? I don't know why it's so quiet.

I got up. Is he still on the battlefield?

I opened the tent and went out. The warm morning sunshine welcomed me.

It's a rare and warm day in winter. The air was cold, but the sun felt warm.

“... Saint. ”

There were two soldiers standing still in front of you. One of them looks at me and opens his eyes wide.

What a surprise that I woke up.

“The Saint is awake! ”

“A war hero has occurred! ”

They shouted in one voice. So I couldn't tell what he was talking about at the moment.

Saint or hero?

“You go and report it. ”

One said, and the other softly asked me.

“Is there any discomfort? ”

I saw the look on his shoulder. Two red lines. It was a white captain's mark.

“Hey, I'm a white captain, too. ”

He smiled and looked up and down at me.

“If there's nothing inconvenient, everyone's waiting. Good timing. It almost ended this way."

What's over?

Oh, come on. What is this? It's kinder than it needs to be.

That kindness is unbearable. Something happened that I don't know about.

“How did the... battle go?" ”

I'm uncomfortable.I 'm uncomfortable.

“I won.”

“Thump."

The pumpkin approaches the side and sticks to the bridge. I held a pumpkin in my arms.

“He's very clever. I never strayed from my master. ”

How does a pumpkin know? And you're too close to me right now.

“Wait for the pumpkin. ”

Once the pumpkin is bitten backwards. Enter the barracks quietly again.

“How did you win? ”

“How?”

The White Captain looks at me and looks suspicious.

“Are you really asking because you don't know? ”

Son of a bitch. Then why do you ask me what I know?

“Well, you'll find out when you go. ”

He led me to one side instead of the answer. Yeah, let's go. I don't think that's bad.

Well, then, maybe the cozy atmosphere has moved on.

Lynd, Digo, where's the axe?

I followed him all the way up. This is the moment I want to walk quite a bit.

It was where the horse had stopped. Standing there, the White Captain asks.

“Do you ride horses? Or I'll prepare a wagon. ”

“That's enough.”

I climbed to the top of my lungs on a horse.

“I knew it.”

I gave up asking. In his eyes is admiration and admiration.

There must have been a reason for that for a 15-year-old boy.

On the horse, I moved forward again.

“You're an excellent rider. ”

I've ridden a lot in my past life. I raised my hand and stroked the horses.

“In my village, I was called Chris the Horseman. ”

I threw a joke that didn't work. I didn't want to hear the right answer no matter what I asked, and I was going to try to calm down.

“I knew it.”

I mean, what else is there?

Are you out of your mind? It's a big plaza where you arrive with a joker in front of you.

This is where the tent was built. And on one side was a pile of hay.

And you see a high flag in the middle.

The wind blows the pattern that shapes the wall.

A straight line is drawn like the chest wall of a castle.

The gray walls underneath.

The symbol of Earl Van Ludwig.

And that flag was the location of the First Order, the Commander-in-Chief, the king of this realm, the rightful nobleman and half-Ludwig, heroes of the defence.

“Come quickly! ”

A soldier shouts from afar. You see a group of blind soldiers in the middle.

I walked forward looking at it.

Speechless.

“That kid? ”

“A saint?”

“What, the supply depot? ”

“Prevent the curse? ”

“Heroes on the Frontline! ”

I don't know what you're talking about.

“Quiet!”

You see a tall monolith in front of you. Then I understood what was happening here.

‘When the battle is over. ’

A noncommissioner. No commander underestimates his accomplishments. War is everyday.

It is fundamental to reward properly in that life.

On top of the statue, I saw a familiar face. The wheelchair stands tall behind someone.

Every time I stand in an awkward posture in front of me, I think I'll be able to stand there.

I'm returning to my original position as a 6th Infantry Messenger.

He is the hidden sword of Van Ludwig and the final burial ground.

So the man in the chair in front of him must be the man he's guarding.

Looks like an old knight with white hair and blue eyes.

Next to him sits Ludwig, a curly-haired lowly blonde, and on the other side of him sits a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face.

“This is as far as I go. ”

The white commander who led me moved aside.

As he returns to his seat, the Earl's knights approach me.

“Are you Chris the White Captain? ”

“Yes."

“Stand by.”

That was the end. I stood still.

“Five silver coins awarded as a bounty for raising the famous men from the last frontier to the White Captain! ”

A man wearing a gray cape in chain armor.

There were many similar outfits.

‘Ludwig Knights. ’

They swore allegiance to the Earl, not to the king.

They are the main constituents of the defense.

Well, they don't matter now.

“Lynd! Backson! Ralph! Digo!...."

Huh? It's a mixture of names I know.

Then you look away, and you see a familiar face in front of the blind.

When I was nervous with Tight Digo, Linddo smiled and saw a hot hatchet with a beard.

Fedel's face was cold to the touch, and Ralph was wearing a bandage around his body to see where he was severely injured.

“Over!”

They all turn around and go back. No one knew I was here.

I tried hard to make eye contact, but no one looked at me.

I'm standing alone on the left side of the platform.

No, not alone. There are two knights standing right next to me, guarding me.

“You won the battle, right? ”

Given the situation, I think I've won. There are occasional noncombat events, but the atmosphere is good.

“... won. ”

The knight looked at me and replied. Why does he look like he's answering?

“How did you win? ”

What happened after I collapsed?

Did Wheelken leave? He's a knight in vice. If he had fought properly, he would have wiped out the infantry.

“Are you asking because you don't know? ”

Looking into his eyes, I answered with all my heart.

“Yes, I don't know. ”

Well, do you want to know? What's wrong with these guys?

“Hear it for yourself. Soon it will be your turn. ”

The knight frowns and turns away. You don't seem too happy with me.

The knight shouts again from the top.

“7th infantry commander in front of Canneruck! ”

Oh, Canneruck.

I didn't raise it by myself. It's the First Rehabilitated Knight. He climbs up to the top.

If you look at the first Cannerruck and the current Cannerruck, who is the same person?

First, the boat was in there.

Seeing the passing atmosphere, I feel like I've been recognized for something big.

‘Well, I've had a hard time. ’

It's not all behind us, but everyone knows it.

Look at the atmosphere there.

The soldiers who saw me were busy chattering, the White Captain chirping, and the cavalry knights glance at me.

There's only one thing this situation tells us.

"Will you give me gold coins? ’

What else can I get you? I roll my head and shake my head.

I was a civilian and a member of the Meat Shield.

No matter how big the ball is, there are limits.

Well, unless you're the first to declare war.

I waited quietly, avoiding the knight's eyes.

I'm still tired.

I think of the last battle. You must say you risked your life to be right.

If the front had been pushed, the Sercado infantry would have fallen.

Thinking about that, my hands were sweaty. I feel dizzy and stagger, and my jaw and someone grab my armpit.

“Are you all right?”

A knight who spilled his guts on me. He's a strange person.There's no favor in his eyes, but he seems to respect it.

Well, I like it, but I'll never give it to you. Or is the blunt, dull article the concept?

“Yes, I'm dizzy for a while. ”

“I'm looking forward to it. ”

“... No. It's okay.”

Son of a bitch likes men, too.

The knight who saw my eyes opened his mouth.

“If anyone saw you back then... ”

The knight who had spoken for a long time shakes his head.

“No.”

I wonder if it was meant to get you killed.

“Me at the time? ”

The knight laughs a few times and says:

“If you look at it like that, anyone should respect you. ”

He finishes his sentence and gives a polite look.

I haven't solved any of my questions.

Why is he really doing this?

“Wait.”

Then you'll know, won't you?

I was relieved. At least nothing bad will happen to me.

Meanwhile, the canoe goes up to the top of the platform.

“Awards knighthood in recognition of hitting enemy supply yards and cutting off enemy supply lines in recent battles. The official inauguration shall be enforced upon arrival from Central Seth. ”

Cannerucks turn to bend their knees with their swords raised.

‘Good.'

That way you won't have to go under Wheelken.

Well, if we're going to get a formal letter, we're going to need permission, so we're going to need power again.

“... blasphemy! ”

You hear the knight's voice next to you. The Canneruck does not kneel with his gaze turned to the ground.

“What does that mean? ”

The lord on the side of the chair opens his mouth.

When the Canneruck kneels and swears allegiance, Earl Van Ludwig presses himself against his shoulder with his sword and orders him to keep his vows. But the canoe doesn't move.

“I've already been demoted from the Knight's throne once. You can also see that in Central Ced. ”

Central Ced is the capital of Cercado. This is where the king's palace lives.

And now I'm bypassing Canneruck saying I know I'm not gonna make it anyway.

But it is the back of Earl Van Ludwig. I don't know if I can be honest or not.

“So?”

The stooge next to him and the middle-aged man are furious.

The same goes for the other knights guarding the perimeter.

Van Ludwig only waters in a tranquil manner. No, Wheelken is shining his eyes as if it's funny.

“I want to be rewarded in money more than the knights. ”

Are you out of your mind? You don't need honor. You asked for money.

“Do you want to be a mercenary? ”

With Van Ludwig's question, Canneruck simply bows his head.

“Forgive me for overstepping my bounds. ”

“Well, I didn't ask. You are neither a knight nor a soldier who eats my rust. Give him what he wants. ”

"... until."

I can hear the knight breaking his molar. The atmosphere was cool for a while.

“Grant 5 Gold Coins to 7th Infantry Captain Canneruck. ”

After the article was finished, the atmosphere remained fierce. Some of the cavalry climbs up to the top.

It was just a blindfolded reward and promotion.

But isn't it my turn? If you're asking me to wait, I'm sure you'll call me.

At the end of all promotions and bounty awards.

“Chris of the 7th Infantry, who was named a saint and placed on the White Captain's throne during the war, is on the top of the platform. ”

It's a long introduction without ever before. I stumbled onto the statue.

It was that moment.

Waaaahhhh!

Saint! Heroes of the Battlefield! Saint! Heroes of the Battlefield!

They shout alternately.

Most popular. Little Cent, the continent's greatest bard, won't make it this far.

There's something I don't know.

Standing on a heated statue, the knight looks at me, bowing his head lightly, expressing his respect and opening his mouth.

“As part of the 7th Infantry, White Captain Chris knows the enemy supply lines.... ”