Goblin Kingdom

Brandika was crowned in the king's capital of Puena.

Kingdom of Erlane, trading state Puena, Tote Cane and Fatina. It meant the birth of a huge nation with the great desert of the god of hot sand (Ashnathan) to the south and west, bordered by the kingdom of Germion to the north of its vast territory and the Shnu religion to the east.

Brandika's crown means marriage to Laksha, Queen of Puena. Having silenced the House of Elders of the Opposition by force, he took the form of ruling the country as her husband and wife, having the crown awarded by the trembling hand of Queen Laksha.

Sardine, Grave and Salé, representing his blood alliance, were also present at the ceremony, and the allies of each blood alliance gathered in the king's capital of Puena to celebrate the ceremony. The birth of Brandika, the Red King of the United Blood League, also means their prosperity in joining that coalition.

To Brandika, who won the throne in the celebration, but no friend was supposed to be most pleased with the throne. Carlion had to be absent because of the worsening of the medical condition, and Brandika lay down her gaze only slightly.

After the formal ceremony, the rest will be rude. The nobles and the bureaucrats were bewitched, but Brandika did not intend to change her demeanor. He handed out liquor to everyone called to the ceremony, and started serving liquor, no different from when he was the leader of a blood-league.

From the executives who have long aroused intelligence under Brandica and came across many battlefields with him, there was no doubt that it was the best time of their lives. Brandika, who became king, showed her care pouring alcohol around herself, and also panicked the leading men present, but the ceremony ended amidst success.

The country, which took the name of the country as the kingdom of its beginnings (Atibel), was received with shock by both the kingdoms of Germion and Shnu.

Especially in the Shrine State, a reconnaissance in the name of the apostle had visited Attibel by saying that a powerful country had suddenly been established in the south in less than a year.

According to the letter sent by the Apostle, the martial arts of King Brandika were comparable to a thousand soldiers, and the way he opens his chest collar and makes a joke with his men was more the way the allies of the Blood Alliance were as they were than the king of a single country. His character was brave and he was also accompanied by the saying that as king, he would be the owner of a martial arts contender for one or two on the continent.

It was in the upper echelons of the Shrine State that I was surprised by the Messenger's report.

A brave king suddenly appears to the south, and the man retains mighty force. Knowing that the man was a former adventurer and was also active in Shnu at the time, they had to decide on their move as a Shnu State, even as they gathered information.

People fear it because they don't know.

Be aggressive or try to escape. The reaction of the Shrine State was the former. This can also be attributed to a growing feud between the Red King (Red King) and blood allies centered around the Hemoon (Red Moon).

While each executive, starting with Brandika, was active in the south, in the east, Shunlai, the swordsman of the curved knife, played a fierce battle with Vine the Mad Blade to wash blood with blood. That contention, which developed throughout the town, sometimes in demons, or even in the whole country, from the side where we met to the kind of situation where a killing occurs, is a problem with heads even when we are guilding, and the side of the Shrine State came naturally into our ears as we gathered information.

No, it was set up by those who were naturally in the ear.

The guild is under the protection of the state. Or perhaps it should be said that the position has been acknowledged by past whisperers, but talented people may be recommended to the state, and adventurers may seek out demons and exterminate beasts at the request of the state.

Hold, so to speak. Hold. Whatever the past rushes were, it was now a good time to say that the Shreddinist country and the guild were also a lotus of trustees. As the guardian of the Alliance, the Shreddish State, the funds flowing from the Alliance were no longer something that could be ignored.

─ ─ A country was born that possessed a mighty military power while vandalizing people's gardens.

For its part, the Shrine State regarded the birth of Attibel, led by the Red King, as such. It is also significant that their successor candidates spoke out and took aggressive measures because it was time to decide on the successor to Claudia Cardina, nicknamed "Lord Skewer" and “Princess of War”. Many of them were military personnel targeting the next generation of general positions, behind which were the thoughts of the nobles seeking to increase their influence in the country.

Mirbaro Margne, king of the Shrine nation, also had to shake his head vertically, as he was flushed by his surrounding voice.

"Their purpose is obvious! Any one of them is going to build strength and invade our country!

It was difficult for the King to ignore the voice of the vast majority of those candidates, and there were loud voices of dissatisfaction from the residents.

- Power! Power!

It was a general idea at the time, and it was a fact that claims of powerless countries and so on would be easily overshadowed before the convenience of the great powers. The Shrubbing nation is an undisputed power. It is a mighty nation that triumphs over the centre of the continent and often intervenes in small groups of countries that are disturbed to the east. For this reason, he decided to apply pressure to Attibel with such lightness in his lower back that he could hardly be reckless.

Although the Battle Princess's Kaoru Serious Demon Guided Cavalry Regiment (Managuard) and the Royal Direct Bow Cavalry Regiment (Arch Knight) were not even put into service, the movement was almost passed from Shunlai to Brandika as one of the Standing Army Spear Cavalry Regiments (Lance Knights) was mobilized.

"Ho, let's do it"

Brandika, who was on the throne and heard the report, grinned violently, sending 6000 troops east around the old granting magician Grave. Demonstrate Attibel's will by sending an executive reporting directly to the Red King. As the two armies confronted each other across the border, and tensions between the two countries grew extremely high. However, further disturbances around Brandika are caused.

It is a rebellion of the labyrinth city of cane.

The beginning of the matter was a problem in the labyrinth. It is due to the fact that adventurers under the Red King, who occupied part of the labyrinth, have embezzled the prey of other blood alliances. At this time, there were three to seven blood alliances in the cane that were not oriented with blood alliances that succumbed to the Red King.

Its whiskers will accelerate as they roll down the slopes and develop into clashes between the Red Kings and the Anti-Red Kings. One of the causes is that a key figure in the Red Kings Blood Coalition, who was suppressing the cane, was leaving the cane with Brandika's crown.

The absence of a person with as much power as he could gather matters made the spark burn to spread over the dry earth.

It was a blood alliance previously humiliated by the Red King that brought together blood alliances that were not looked upon by the Red King, but there was one girl swimming around between each blood alliance in its shadow, preaching about the possibility of victory and waving a hot valve. She only named herself Sophia, sprinkled huge amounts of money, brought together various blood alliance factions in strength and formation, and the handy ability to tailor herself to the anti-red king force could even be called artistic.

In contrast, Brandika decided to return the allies of each blood alliance she had called to the crowning ceremony, as well as to use Sardine as its chief to strike that crackdown.

"Do you want to work together? What's the deal with the shnu skewers, Baba?

Brandika tries to calm things down while tongue-in-cheek at the toe cane rebellion that would have taken its edge in the movement of the Shreddish nation. Because the war princess Claudia was getting information that she was on the verge of retiring because of her old age, she decided that her espionage had been sweetened by a ploy from the side of the Shreddish state.

At this point, Brandika had no idea exactly whose plot was still driving her into distress. An overlapping of the Shrine State, the Presbyterian House, the flight to freedom, and a single rebellion. I can tell you that I had to deal with it while taking all possibilities into account.

But Brandika, who will be followed through, will receive a report that will make things even worse.

"The remnants of the Presbyterians?

Those who named Puena's elder remnants took over the city. Backing down the bureaucrat reporting like a scream, Brandika had an awesome grin.

"This is all happening at once this time of year... I hear there's a guy pulling a thread behind it"

It's too fast to communicate information. If that information were to be passed on to other areas and the spark that was smoking caught fire, it should have taken longer, as the revolt everywhere was not someone's intention. But the fire of disobedience is rising simultaneously, as if measured.

Too convenient for those who list anti-red kings.

If so, we should assume that someone has planned this to coincide with the time.

Brandika has many enemies.

Counting the number of newly laid enemies that have been crushed, the number of fingers in both hands will not be enough.

Then, who turns to one fact at the stage of That the flag of Flying to Freedom (Elks), which consistently defies the Red King, is still bouncing north.

"... Elks... the ghost of Thuri Nokia"

It was Brandika, which was to have the territory of a great power, but its ground has not yet been consolidated. When it comes to poking at that weakness and being the one who can plot so much, it can't be at least a wood-end blood alliance, elders, etc.

Claudia, the war princess of the Shreddinist nation, if it's possible, but I don't think we had time to reach out to the elders.

If so, Brandika had to judge by the beauty of her animal account that Elks, who once played a pioneering battle in the East, was standing in front of herself.

"Are you asking me out?

To the fact that she is provoked, Brandika feels something boiling in the back of her chest. Or as when confronted by a giant demon, or as when fought against the Royal Army led by the Knight of the Iron Arms, it was an encounter with a mighty enemy that could burn to erode his heart as if it were an unsaveable lesion, even if it were the Lord of so many great nations.

Let the big stage called the South draw the painting, its arm. I have a war with Elks, so it's not like I never know what Brandika's capable of.

Still, those who fly the Elks flag that lure them north stepped on that they could beat Brandika.

Brandika leads her own soldier horse into battle because she feels the decision.

"Let me squeeze out all my strength. The ghost of Tulli Nokia."

Or maybe he chose to stay in the midst of a battle like burning himself because he was about to lose his unrivalled friend Carlion. In order to mislead the movement of his own mind, Brandika orders him to leave Puena.

20,000 troops.

Troops have been dispatched to various locations, leaving behind troops for defense, which is four times the difference between them and the Goblins. There was no mistake in saying that the difference in force was the difference in national power as it was.

The Parent Enlistment of King Attibel Brandika was launched towards the north.

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"Don't... My Lord"

That's what Carlion muttered when he heard reports that Brandika was out in the hospital bed. The body, which was thin from the beginning, had already become only bone and skin, and the colour of the skin had become clear and white.

Still, he had only asked Salé to gather information, but Carlion meditated strongly on the flames of the frequent rebellion and Brandika's appearance.

Because he knows Brandika best, Carlion wonders with what kind of thoughts Brandika came out with.

I guess it's hard to sit on a bloody throne if you don't have a burning flaming mood in your chest. Originally Brandika is not a conspirator. He is an ambitious man who prefers courage and confronts the world with only his own strength. If you confront someone who stands up as a strong enemy, you may have unconsciously figured out that the weight of the throne crushes the character Brandika.

"I changed it..."

When the King's talent is heard, he distorts the edge of his mouth in a sense of self-derision.

The supreme throne to your Lord.

Sounds good, but Carlion asks himself if Brandika really wanted it. Or was it not Carlion's own solitude, and Brandika satisfied only as the Lord of the only blood alliance?

"Do you often"

Salle looks down at Carlion in the hospital bed.

"What is for the Lord is something called a military master. Besides, if you're gonna die, you're gonna end up on the battlefield, right?

"You... no, good"

When Carlion smiles bitterly, he instructs Salé to head east.

"Tell Mr. Grave to put time first and reconcile. Sardine said," I don't mind giving up the cane or anything, so I'll do everything I can to rush under the king. "

To the nodding Sale, Carlion smiles.

"This time the mastermind will probably be Elks' survival as the king was blinded. But... that's not all. I think the Elks have challenged the battle because the calculation just kills the king is on. Send a messenger to the Kingdom of Germion…"

When you get up off the bed with your dead tree-like trembling hands, you change your clothes.

"Ha ha, this is hard to ride a horse too"

Fluffy, Salle supported Carlion's shoulder, which was about to collapse.

"Is that the last of your instructions?

"... you... work hard"

"... you suck"

"Conscious, I am"

For the first time in a long time, the sky, which Carlion leaned away from the hospital bed, was dazzling and ethereal everywhere.

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Using two elements: night darkness and morning fog, Puel Sinforua flirts with the Miscellaneous Army 6000. What she has at her disposal are just under 500 subpeople. Other human forces are rushing to complete the Fortress of the Misty Field (Mergion). The enemy's movements were overwhelming to her by the information obtained from the spies who led her into the midst of the miscellaneous army.

But still, having to turn more than ten times the power over to stand around was forcing her into the corresponding fatigue and tension. If she misjudges even slightly, at that moment she and her troops disappear with the dew of the battlefield.

Based in the city of Shirak, she and the Humane Horses led by Tianos had repeated forcible reconnaissance. It is decided that they will come out at night. Puel and Tianos go out in battle, leading the sub-people who can apply a special herb under their eyes and see the darkness.

Miscellaneous troops sleep in every city in the border area, but no walls exist outside the city of Shirak. We would have preferred to base ourselves in the city of Shirak, but we had to abandon our own dominant stronghold, plagued by the obstruction of Puel.

"Dear Puell, I see the city"

"Is there a shadow near the bonfire?

"Please wait"

When Tianos breaks his knee and thanks him, he sends scouts to buy information crumbly. Originally, only Daizos, the most loyal to the Fairy Clan, was chief, and the Humane Horse Clan was obedient to the orders given by the Fairy Clan.

Puell makes an instant decision on the information he brings home the scouts.

"Three-series simultaneous fire, fire for the bonfire, please follow my bow. Then we retreat as we wave at the enemy that comes out."

Copy that.

Even to the words spoken lightly, Tianos replies affirmatively with his head naturally dripping.

The sound of strings squeezed together shakes the darkness of the night slightly. Puell's bow is a favorite from his adventurous days. Connect the arrow pulled from the arrow barrel to its bow and squeeze it away from the enemy camp.

An arrow that cuts through the air after a moment of silence runs through the night sky, and countless arrows that follow are released into the night sky as they follow. A scream and a fury from the enemy's camp is heard in Puell's ears after a while.

After a beat, Puel releases the arrow toward the night sky.

That hits the soldiers who were just coming out of the tent, and the screams grow.

"I'm retreating."

Tianos, who watches over the enemy camp, thought that a little more shooting would do great damage to the humans, but retreats as Puel instructed.

Even if they do harm to humans, it doesn't necessarily mean they can get away with it. Even if we say that the main body of the Humane Horse is an attack while moving, it would be too much to hope to retreat while minimizing the damage and inflict more painful beatings on the enemy. The level of harassment is in Sekiyama.

When the Miscellaneous Army reaches out and moves in to fight back, there will be no more Puels, and there will be another rain of arrows from the darkness.

Being unilaterally attacked inflicts a very great deal of mental anguish while also accentuating the fear of death. By repeating it over and over again, Puel spiritually drove the miscellaneous army. The fort of Mergion was almost complete and Puel was about to even begin renovating the city of Shirak.

Puell received reports that Brandika, who became King Attibel, would arrive on the battlefield.

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"All this time, Puell, maybe it's a bad minute"

Deep in the dark woods where the fairies live. It was the old Fallon who was confronting and scrutinizing the information gathered against Schule, who controlled the fairy tribe's forest.

"... your king moves well"

The two face each other across a board of battle play (chess), and from a distance, they also seem to be relaxed and interested in entertainment. But the fruit of it was that they lined each other up with the information they had obtained and the prospects for the future.

"Schule, as a great chief, as a bearer of the fairy future, decisions must sometimes be disrespectful"

Pharaoh's infantry (Pawn) moves to protect the king.

"... you sound like you're advancing treachery. Even though our faction still lost."

Dance out to the front to reverse the battlefield where the Queen's pawn was pushed from Schule's camp.

"After losing, it will be too late. Always hitting your hand to keep from losing is the key."

From the edge of the plate the infantry lines up to surround the queen, not trying to pull a single step from Schule's camp.

"We have done so and lived for many years"

The wrinkles carved between the eyebrows of the sighing old Fallon are as deep as if their piles of hardship were carved. Survival was the supreme proposition for them. Long life spans mean that there are so many opportunities to see the rise and fall of other races.

"Faith is the path we should take"

"If you perish, faith will do nothing."

Schulet's infantry leaves before he can help the queen.

"... passion dulls judgment. It's still blue, Schulet."

Without letting his hair in, the old Pharaoh knight trims the infantry and simultaneously puts his hand on the queen's neck.

"Puell is a brilliant child. You'll never lose easily."

In the knight's moving clearance, the queen slipped herself into it and poked a blade at the other king.

"Yes, it's not easy to lose. So we can make a deal."

The king of Pharaoh moves to flee the queen and at the same time breaks into the camp of Schule. The value of fairy clans who are keeping warriors warm in protracted battles will increase.

Alternatively, I darkly ask if I can do the surrey and hope for more than the status of the great chief of the fairy clan today.

"Hmm... will the king have a king? They did this."

Old Fall-on laughs bitterly at Schulet, who moved the pawn silently.

"War and play are different. Our thoughts alone make the world immobile"

"I have grown up, and any day will be a man who moves kings"

Fall-on laughs, distorting the wrinkled carved face.

"Excessive words, Doctor"

"... shall I then give you one wisdom for my adorable disciple"

Fall-on to Schulet, who corrects posture, informs one fact.

"There is a connection between the Shrine nation and the fairy tribe, precisely in the Gastian forest. My brother took the edge. information from it, but there is movement in the compatriots of fire and water"

Confirming the nodding surrey, Fallon continued.

"It seems Lord Claudia has moved, but even if she is old, her grandmother's temper won't heal. Trouble... tell Puell to lend it to the war."

"Thank you"

Schulet, with his head up, breaks the look of pity as he came up with it.

"I fought Puell once when I was a kid, but her tactics were pretty promising. Is it even a chained trap? Once you took the flow, you didn't see much of a winner."

Fall-on narrows his eyes to Schulet stroking the queen's pawn thanks to love.

"I see. I'd like to see you again."

The little bird was in the warm sun as Schulet nodded his gaze out the window.

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The information that Claudia, the princess of war in the Shreddish country, the Duchess of Skewers, said had moved had been delivered under Puel day after night. It is good to say that she found out at that time that her own measures had been successful. This avoids the whole army led by the Red King coming towards the Goblin side.

At least that's what Puell read.

The princess of war, Claudia, was a name too big to leave behind. Even if you offer it ready to be eaten through your hands, if you do poorly, you will be mowed to the neck. In the small country adjacent to the Shreddish state, she was feared, like a witch or goddess.

After pulling the miscellaneous army into the woods and repelling it, Puell turned the army towards Shirak. The time is in the morning. The fog covered the area and hiding him was ideal.

The city of Shirak had human troops led by Zaurosh entering to repair the walls and bring in materials to create siege weapons. Build a moat around the walls, and on its exterior, set many simple traps, such as pitfalls.

The bundle of arrows to be carried into the warehouse was such that oil, dead trees, food, water… Leonheart, who carried in large quantities everything he needed in roughly a siege battle, was pushing for preparation day and night.

When Puel rests the Humans, she herself will soon rest to check on the progress of the cities of Zaurosh and Shirak and give new instructions. Then receive an analysis of the information received and a report of reconnaissance for the next day's action.

There's so much work to stretch out on her that it seems like it's still not enough for both of us.

Brandika's coming out.

Upon hearing reports of reconnaissance, which took until late at night, she looked down at the map in the hall of a lone lord. I make a neighborhood under my eyes, but I sneer at my mouth. That look, which is just horrible to be neat, fortunately could not be seen by anyone.

Among the detailed maps, the advance team of Brandika's troops has already arrived at a point known.

The battlefield was still in her hands.

If it stays this way, she reckons it's possible to pick up Brandika without waiting for the King of Goblins to arrive. But the cold calculations in the brain, backwards of feelings floating in heat, whisper that's not possible.

She closes her eyes to sleep even slightly.

Behind the lid was a fiery battlefield.

Puell, who took a short break, sets out again late that night. Every night, if Brandika found out she was being attacked at night, she would naturally have taken some action.

King of the mighty.

Brave, but hence Brandika, who himself came out on the battlefield to determine the female male.

Brandika moved according to her strategy.

Deciding that it would only be readable if she were, she went out in battle with the Humans and part of Leonheart's horseback riding squad. A total of 700 sub-men and men's armies travel through the night, led by the Avengers.

At a point where she could see the bonfire in the city of Razël in the distance, she stopped the whole army.

Humane Horse Clan Chief Tianos guards her surroundings as she kills the sound, surprised by her judgment to stop in the darkness of the night, where only the voice of the bug and the howl of the warcraft can be heard, much farther than usual.

"If you have approached the city of Razuel, flip simultaneously on my signal. Kill the enemy in the forest to the left and return."

I can't feel any sign of enemy in Tianos, even with my ears clear and my eyes open.

Copy that.

But Tianos nodded silently wondering if it was possible if he was a fairy army teacher. If we let everyone do that thoroughly, would it be about 500 steps from there, when we advanced to the city of Razuel? Suddenly Puell orders an inversion.

Shortly after the whole army flipped, Tianos also saw signs of people boiling around.

"Oh, my God, no way really"

You can't slow down the running speed of all armies while you're stunned. Tianos inspired the whole army as he took the lead towards the enemy who would be in the woods.

"Go on!"

A human horse warrior follows Tianos with a bow in his hand.

The attack while traveling was the mainstay of the Humans. When he leads an arrow as he runs and releases up to two arrows, he confirms the appearance of the enemy in the woods.

When one more arrow was released, Tianos turned the bow into a spear.

"Run through!"

He jumps over the bush, waves a spear at the shadow and confirms the stop at the same time, before running through the woods. Ignore the screams of the rising shadow and bury the enemy in front. Running even and through the woods, we detour loosely to the right, while rounding up all the armies, confirming the defectors.

"I'm retreating like this."

When they nodded at the words of Puel, who had followed them, they made their return to the city of Shirak.

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With tongue-piercing, Brandika was checking the situation in the north with a seat in the military council. Shirak is in a good position when it comes to his throat to enter the western realm. Using this as a relay point, the road continues into the West End, or the Cruditian.

Brandika, who needs a large army, has no choice not to be dropped.

"Well, here... you're an impossible opponent for the UAE crowd"

The absorbed Miscellaneous Army had totally arrived at the enemies who attacked us every night. In the hands of enemies who even remember the illusion of being swayed on their hands, the Miscellaneous Army even called Puels ghosts and feared them.

Last night Brandika herself led the army and set up a trap to sweep away that weakness, but still her opponent went up. That good prospect of Brandika's sudden assault in the lurking woods is more than just one.

If I checked the body, it was subhuman or human.

Never a ghost without appearance, etc. It's just that the hands of the conductor are frightening.

"We'll do it for a long time."

It is on the battlefield that its arms shine. Feeling like Carlion, Brandika felt a moment of hesitation. Or I was wondering if I would pull this talent through here.

"There's no need to go out with odd tactics ambushes or anything!

It was the words of the Allied Lord of Distribution that drew Brandika's thought back.

A small number of allies agree with the assertion that we should maximize the benefits of numbers and advance. Brandika was looking for talent to keep her growing country.

The ruling allies were also sensitive to it, and when further honor and glory were promised if they achieved merit, they were greatly motivated by this expedition.

There is plenty of room for soldiers. It may be a good idea to leave it up to your allies to gauge their strength and give them another chance to do good.

When Brandika made that decision, she ordered the blood alliance under her command to form an advance army. Brandika, who was to lead as many as 25,000 large armies, formed and led 3,000 troops as an advance.

Unlike the allies of high morale, it is good to say that the morale of the miscellaneous army is falling to the bottom. As well as lowering them backwards and restoring morale, Brandika tried to get her attitude in order to maintain the peripheral area.

But two days later, Brandika was told of the defeat of the advance army by a screaming decree, which set Brandika to open her eyes. Further linked to this, a report of the departure of a city in the former Puena enters.

He was really being poked in the flank of sweetening up for making a huge country in a short period of time.

"Harassment is top notch."

When Brandika accommodated the defeated advance team, she punished one who spoke of aggressive measures and not guilty of the rest. At the same time, he sent Allen, the leader of the Knights of the Ethereal Birds (Blue Knights), along with his 2,000 troops to hit the policing of the former Puena region.

"Patience, you'll do it at all."

There is something called flow in battle. From what people could perceive to what they could not perceive, the causes varied, but when the flow was bad, whatever they did was behind them.

"That's a bad flow."

It was the passenger general Wyard who expressed Brandika's sincerity in the seat of the military council.

"Let's take one precaution here."

Move the camp from Razel to Shirak one by one. The fire to divide the troops day and night and to be vigilant around them is used like hot water, turning the night into day, while more than 20,000 large armies move gradually. Regardless of the camp you are building, a moat is built, a fence is erected, and the sesame grass is cut.

The pressure felt by the Puels was considerable if more than 20,000 large armies were to behave in a creepy atmosphere, such as twitching and distancing the carnivores before they jumped on their prey.

Where the Puels were unable to carry out the raid without warning, and gradually the morale of the miscellaneous army returned, they would finally rule the city of Shirak in sight.

But Wierd, who saw the Shirak, roared.

"This is, again..."

The only way to create it in the absence of time was to be robust in the defense of the town. That is the only fence stacked on the walls of the castle in the distance, as well as the mechanical bow and the fence stretched multiple times to surround the city, which would hinder a unified march.

Extraordinary talent of enemy commanders and come if you want! It was like that city feeling the strength of its will.

"Attacking the force is a lower strategy."

Brandika looked difficult to Wyard, who would advance in the military council seat. In the process of reaching this point, more days have passed than expected, when food to feed more than 20,000 large armies was gradually becoming insecure.

"Your Majesty"

A soldier of the decree gives a delightful report to Brandika, who is lost.

"Lord Carlion, you have arrived with reinforcements led!

Those who were in the military council were uniformly delighted, but only Brandika was stunned in a faceless manner. Carlion is not in a state where he can already move. It's a side effect of pain relieving medication that shouldn't even move.

"Carlion..."

"Ha!"

"I'll see you, horse pull!

Nothing to take, and Brandika takes only a handful of confessions and heads to Carlion.

"Carlion!

Carlion, who can't even ride a horse, was in a carriage. A sere walking alongside it makes Brandika realize and stop the whole army.

With Sale's hand, when she gets out of the carriage struggling, she gives thanks to Brandika, who walks over on her knees.

"My Lord... I am here for your last service"

"Carlion, you..."

That's what I said. Brandika eats enough to smash her back teeth and swallows words. Because I felt the hard will in Carlion's eyes with his face up.

Brandika swallowed more words, wondering how she could let her friend fulfill her last wish. Why did you come, how's your body, don't force yourself, don't die... swallowed everything you wanted to say and Brandika, as king, put in the words that the King's talent wanted.

"─ Forgive. Shoot your enemies with my entire army!

"Thankful happiness. There are no undefeated enemies before my intellect, and there are no undefeated castles."

Brandika died of Carlion, turning her belly.

It is your own fault that your friend dies. In order to reward you, you must build a thousand years of kingdom.

No matter who gets in the way.

Betting the Southern champions, the last battle of those who lived in intelligence came to an end.