We must help His Highness Astina to revive the Divine Tree.
Still yesterday today, the ratings from His Highness Astina will have not changed much. Mr. Presha also told him that I was present at the interrogation and that I had magically drawn information - I wonder how he reacted then.
"Your Highness has always said that your thoughts are in great depth... I can only imagine because I don't get much of what I think on the table. I didn't seem angry or sad to hear that royal humans were involved in zirconia. Dr. Glass said," I'll talk to you in person about his contribution later. "
Now I hear a very important story - I didn't think His Highness had much anticipation for me, but can I assume that the ratings are higher than they were at first?
"I have the view that His Highness did not just distract the magician from joining his own Knights, but did not choose his direct report from a court magician with only a combat magician. In that regard, I don't think Dr. Glass has a strong aversion to magic."
Face me outside the window and talk to Mr. Presha, Mr. Diete, who is walking me side by side.
His Royal Highness Astina, who leads the Knights as a general, repels the battle magician for having the power to dictate the whereabouts of the war - and that's why.
What you can think of is that you don't have a good impression of the combat magicians you've ever met.
Or, it goes directly to the royal family - that you can't easily rely on a battle magician who would have the breath of a second queen who neglects herself?
"… His Royal Highness Astina is in a well-known relationship with the Dean of the Millennial Academy. When I was in Wang Capital, I was talking to the Dean of the Academy, a court magician. I don't think it means I hate all combat magicians..."
Mr. Rendle sitting next to me tells me so. My sister-in-law didn't tell me how long I had a pattern with His Royal Highness, but if I did, did she think I would get sweet and shut up - that my sister-in-law, who is loyal to the royal family, didn't tell me about His Highness easily?
All I can do is speculate, but in any case, I must have the opportunity to worship His Highness via Mr. Raquel.
It is unlikely that I will see His Highness Astina, the commander of the fortress, today. Still, as soon as possible, I have to tell His Highness about the Divine Tree...
"That's..."
"Eh... from the fortress, the smoke is rising... you mean enemy attack...?
(Oh my... Yesterday today, you said you attacked me again...!
In the morning, the sky near the fortress was clear to the extent that it took a little cloud - but now we hear black smoke rising, metal meeting, some kind of weapon being released, and contention.
"Presha...... wait! Once in the castle, you have to turn to your superior!
"I can't say that... Oh, we're all fighting already...!
"Wait... that kid is a real pig rush... eh"
Heavy fighting was the western walls of the fortress facing the border. Mr. Presha shakes off Mr. Diete's stillness and runs single-handedly towards the battlefield.
It was also to prevent enemy cavalry before they approached us. A platoon of cavalry detouring south, trying to turn to the east gate, finds Mr. Presha approaching, spears up against him.
Our carriage slows down - if we keep going down the open path of sight, we could be found by enemy soldiers.
"If you cross the river in darkness but are repelled, cross the river from another place and push it with quantity...... Neither are we Knights able to fully monitor the river. Southwest or Northeast... or at the same time? If you have cannons and stone throwers, you have to destroy them a little faster..."
If you can't even look down from a bird's point of view, you can't grasp it from here, such as the composition of enemy units.
- But I would. This plain is filled with grass on one side, all around the fortress - from here to places not visible.
"My name is Presha Hortensia! Zirconian knights, I'm the one. Come on... ahhh!
Mr. Presha will raise his name - Hortensia, among the knights of the kingdom, it is the name of a noble family.
The name had also reached the Zirconian army - without being cowered by Mr. Presha, who runs with his spear swinging, three cavalry men arrive at Mr. Presha.
One of them gets ahead of him, and he comes running as he shakes up his axe spear. The killing was enough to penetrate Mr. Presha and reach us.
"Zirconia Knights Eighth guerrilla, Darius O'Connell! I'll take that neck!
Mr. Presha and the enemy ride stagger - I couldn't give any visibility to how Mr. Presha's spear moved.
The enemy knight keeps running as he stops moving with an axe spear on his horse - suddenly falling and the horse escapes from the spot as he raises his nose.
"... that's Presha, the spear of my army. Take a good look at the battle."
Mr. Diete watched Mr. Presha flash his spears on horseback and slash the rest of the cavalry, without even putting up a bow.
"Ha...!
(d) The rider is slapped down by being cut off the tip of the spear, and the third rider is completely hip, and receives the spear of Mr. Presha, who ran with the horse, on his chest, and falls without a single stir.
Turning the spear like a windmill, Mr. Presha drinks up the enemy cavalry, coming from further west, in just one ride, and stops the movement.
"Come what you want to die! Line up your neck in front of my fortress!
This is the young attack captain - Presha Hortensia.
"All the time, do whatever you want... whoever you want, get that woman's neck!
"But... there are three fierce men in my squad already..."
"Congratulations on coming down like this...! If you don't want me to slaughter you, go!
"Ugh... Ugh...!
On the battlefield, savage courage destroys itself. Knowing Mr. Presha's strength, the enemy cavalry challenged by a few bodies reduces that number once staggered with Mr. Presha.
"Or monsters... oh monsters... wearing women's skins, monsters...!
"... nice, monster. That's what I have to be for you. If I were more afraid, one day no one would stand before me."
"- I wonder if humans, monsters, can lose... damn...!
That must have been the last will. The captain of the enemy who was trying to escape makes a sudden assault on Mr. Presha - but there's no way that he can't see through the exasperated and monotonous move, and Mr. Presha put up a battle in an instant.
The knocked down enemy rider is eight. Mr. Presha is unharmed and on horseback without any return blood.
…………
But Mr. Presha doesn't try to come back here - I was rushing out, not knowing why that was.
"Ah... Dr. Glass, what..."
Mr. Presha, who was on the horse, leaned down and his arm with the spear is slumped down.
Go around to the front and look up at that face. Mr. Presha opened her eyes to surprise - someone so strong didn't notice until I got this close.
"... glass, teacher..."
"... Mr. Presha is not a monster. Thank you for helping us."
Give thanks on the battlefield to the samurai who have slaughtered hundreds. Funny enough, she didn't do anything to laugh - just soothe her expression, and her powers return to those eyes.
"Thanks...... Dr. Glass. But it's not over yet. We have to go help everyone."