Hakai no Miko

"Kid, what a fool you've done!

It was Solon who had yelled so much at the Ethereal Horse, who was working on his affairs in the office of the Lordship's residence.

Recently, Solon seems to be holding back on alcohol and it's rare to see his face turn red. But Solon's face was bright red before. But it is not because of alcohol, but because of anger.

The Ethereal Horse, who was in government, and Shemr, who was practicing his letters in a corner of the room, turned his eyes round to Solon, who had suddenly growled in.

"What the hell is this about?

I don't remember a Ethereal Horse being so enraged by Solon. But Solon hangs his eyes on that response.

"It's not about yesterday's brawl!

That is an incident that took place yesterday. Friendship via booze had been born to some Zoan and Dwarves as a result of Zoog and Dvarin becoming drinking friends. Even then, Zoan and the Dwarves rolled out to the city to drink, but a little disagreement led to a quarrel and a brawl involving the city's inhabitants.

The Ethereal Horse who found out about it immediately made the amputation. Firstly, when he drew the attention of those who had joined the brawl, he ordered everyone to apologize and make reparations to the liquor store that had suffered damage.

"Something, so what's the problem?

Subsequent reports have heard that the liquor store's husband also accepted apologies and compensation. Solon was furious at the Ethereal Horse tilting his neck wondering what the hell was wrong with him.

"You stupid bastard!!"

Eating Solon's fury directly from the front, the Ethereal Horse makes his eyes black and white.

"Zoan and the Dwarves who joined the fight are not those who belong to the army of the Kid! Then you have to follow the rules and dispose of them!

Solon shows a bunch of thick paper slapped with a bash as he yelled and scattered. If you obey the military rules written there, those who did harm the people were to be convicted of a felony and sentenced to a drawer stick slap on the city's execution bench.

But he is a wolf after being drunk in a booze seat. The Ethereal Horse said how about just making it that tough. Once in a while, the Ethereal Horse is beaten by Solon with a bunch of paper written in military regulations.

"You bastard! That's not gentle! It's not just sweet!

"Well, then punish me again..."

Before I finish, I get hit in the head again.

"You punished me once. If you change that to corny, I'll be glad to lose my trust!

When he said so, Solon left the office absurdly with his footsteps.

In the office where a storm called Solon passed, the Ethereal Horse and Shemr went blind for a while. Surprised by so many solon swordscreens, Shemr, who couldn't even stop hitting the Ethereal Horse, is outraged when he finally returns to me.

"Damn, he's a hell of a guy."

There was also frustration that couldn't stop him from beating his "you under the umbilical" right in front of him, and Shemru threw up and threw away his fangs without stirring.

"It's the only way. Sure, Mr. Solon's right."

The Ethereal Horse himself had noticed his vices.

The Ethereal Horse, still unable to escape the temperament of a modern Japanese boy, was not good at judging others.

Also, when it comes to judgments (rustles) that can be cited to the Ethereal Horse, there are usually only felons such as death. When many of these people are towed out in front of the Ethereal Horse, they make up their mind that there is no more life and are ready to whisper, or vice versa, desperately pleading for help and crying out.

If it is only extreme evil people who deserve to be sentenced to extreme punishment, some of them are still unavoidable if strictly in the light of the law, but there is room for sympathy.

In front of such people, the Ethereal Horse will help them for whatever reason.

For a long time, and I knew Solon didn't look good.

Besides, I know it's sweet myself.

But when you try to judge people, you get the thought of which side you want to lower to judge people, which is only the minute of a high school kid.

I've thought about leaving it to someone else if I can't. But it seemed like a cowardly act to push others to make hard decisions that they could not do themselves, and the Ethereal Horse couldn't get through it again.

Shemr comforts such a distressed pale horse in a bright tone.

"Thinking about it with a dark face won't produce any good results, Soma"

Shemr also knew that the sweetness of the Ethereal Horse was a drawback as a ruler. Because his father, who was the chief of the clan, became the norm of his compatriots, he knew with all his heart that he had dealt with them in a harsh manner. Compared to that, I have to say the Ethereal Horse is sweet.

But at the same time, he knew that its sweetness was the essence of a pale horse.

Because of its sweetness, the Ethereal Horse saved himself, Zoan, and all the Fae who were enslaved.

That's why Shemr didn't want that sweetness to be thrown away easily, not just impeached as sweet.

"Yeah. I know that..."

But still, the face of the Ethereal Horse doesn't clear.

Besides, Shemr thinks a little and then pounds his hand small.

"That's right! Horses, horses! Let's go practice horseback riding for a distraction. Come on, let's go!

Lately, the Ethereal Horse had started practicing horseback riding.

He thought horseback riding would be important in the forthcoming battle, and he had bought dozens of horses, including horses, from Joash, the merchant of Jeboa.

In purchasing a horse, the Ethereal Horse, who had the opportunity to review the horse's gear, learned for the first time that there were no hooves (when) or abscesses (abscesses) in the world. Especially if you don't straddle horses. Therefore, I immediately asked Doverlin to make it, but for the Ethereal Horse, this is what I took for granted, which was actually very unbelievable.

In this world, where there were still no horses, the body had to be fixed by tightening the horse's torso with both legs in order to ride the horse. But then it's just hard to stabilize your body on a fiercely moving horse. For this reason, in this world, horseback riding training had to be provided from an early age, and many of the cavalry of this era were limited to aristocrats and others who could own horses individually.

But what the Ethereal Horse took for granted was to overshadow it.

But there was a pit waiting there that didn't even occur to the Ethereal Horse.

"Then don't let Soma get on the horse too!

When I heard it would be easier to ride a horse, it was Shemr who rejoiced.

Previously, when Ethereal Horses went away, they usually used carriages and the like. Of course, it goes without saying that Shemr will be riding there.

But Shemr is the daughter of Zoan, who was called the hegemony of the plains. There was a desire to run around the plains on his own feet rather than riding a carriage. But that doesn't protect the Ethereal Horse. That's why I've always wanted to run around the plains.

But if the Ethereal Horse can ride the horse, the two of us will be free to run around the plain.

Running around the plain with just two beloved "you under the umbilical". That came up behind Shemr's brain as a very great sight.

"Come on, practice! Get on the horse fast!

Shemr hastened with joy, but when he was in modern Japan and never touched his horse, Aoima cared about learning to ride horses. However, there was also the phrase "there is no harm in being able to ride a horse" from Marcronis and others who were there on the spot, and the Ethereal Horse was to practice riding. And since then, Shemr has been trying to pull the Ethereal Horse out to practice horseback riding.

"It feels good to run as much as you want down the plain! If you have some worries, that's all you'll blow."

The Ethereal Horse leaks a bitter laugh at Shemr, who rushes herself to go to practice horseback riding as soon as possible at this time and again. I know it makes sense to inspire a troubled self, but Shemr himself seems to want to run the plains. Apparently, Shemr was also a lot stressed out with all his writing exercises.

"Right. Maybe I'll change my mood a little bit."

"All right! Let's go!

The Ethereal Horse laughed with a grin as Shemr pulled his arm from his whole body emitting joy.

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That day, after practicing riding horses outside the city for half an hour, the Ethereal Horse returned to the city with only Shemr.

The Ethereal Horse, still unable to ride the horse, was just exhausted. Muscles everywhere are screaming about whether your body still has an impossible force in it. Still, the results of the exercise seem to have come out. Initially it was more right to cling to a horse than riding a horse, and the appearance of a pale horse riding had also become a bit more visible these days.

"It's getting pretty good."

I still can't wait to see my punched buttocks and rubbed inner thighs hurt, but when I see Shemru happy like this, I feel that the struggle paid off as well.

The two of them were smiling and walking through the city to the Lords' residence, but that's when the incident happened.

It was when the Ethereal Horse passed by the side of the woman who happened to be trying to lift the water bottle on the side of the road. The woman slipped her hand into a wet water bottle and dropped it. When the fallen water bottle turned up loud and cracked, the water was scattered around.

Originally, horses are cowardly in nature. What a surprise the horse had at the sudden sound of a water bottle standing nearby cracking. Further signs of surprise are conveyed by the rider, the Ethereal Horse, and the horse's surprise turns into panic. The panicked horse suddenly ran out with the Ethereal Horse on him, wondering if he had suddenly swung his front leg up high.

Aside from calming the horse, the Ethereal Horse, who has not yet been able to ride, can only desperately cling to the horse's torso to avoid being shaken off.

"Soma!"

Shemr stopped screaming and chased the horse with four legs. Zoan, which does not extend to horses at the speed of long walks, also far surpasses horses if accelerated at short distances. When I caught up with a runaway horse in an instant, I grabbed the reins and pulled them, while holding my head in.

A horse who had no choice but to stop his legs when he was pressed into his head, but still shakes his head wherever he shakes Shemr. But Shemr is a Zoan who has jumped a plain cow against him, albeit a woman, and hunted it down. I don't shake it off to that extent.

The rampage horse suddenly kicked up his back leg, all with the last evil upside.

The leg unluckily kicks down the dewstore that was on the side of the road. The farmhousewife-like woman who had opened that outdoor shop also screamed and fell to the ground.

"Calm down, calm down!

When I spoke to him with a gentle tap on his neck to reassure the horse, the horse finally stopped rumbling.

On the back of a quiet horse, the Ethereal Horse, finally able to get his upper body up, relieved him ho. But soon he notices a dewstore and a woman kicked down by a horse and blues his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Are you all right, sir?

As soon as the Ethereal Horse descended from the horse, he rushed over to the woman who was falling.

Fortunately, to the extent that the woman suffered a minor abrasion on her hand on the ground when she fell in surprise, the dewstore also didn't look broken just because she collapsed. When it comes to damage, some vegetables like melons that were lined up in outdoor stores fell to the ground and broke some.

Soon after, Ethereal Horse apologized and promised to pay the amount of compensation that was increased by the cost of the vegetables that had been wasted. The woman, who was to get all the apologies or even the compensation to the Ethereal Horse, the power of the city, is instead frightened and bows her head.

The late policing soldiers of the city began to drive away the wild horses that were gathering when they found out that the party was the city's ruler, the Ethereal Horse, and that the damage was no big deal. Neither do the wild horses that were gathering want to get caught up in the goth caused by the lord, nor did the commotion itself matter, so they quickly lose interest and scatter.

But there were people who would go backwards with the wild horses, who would just walk away from one, to the center of the commotion.

When the person sees the Ethereal Horse still flat apologizing to the injured woman, he often conceives while rubbing his long beard. Then, picking up a long wooden stick that was largely falling on the side of the road, he stood behind the Ethereal Horse in a slow foothold. And when I grip the stick of the tree tightly with both hands, I suddenly shake it.

Besides, it was Shemr who noticed.

"Soma!"

It's too trivial, and Shemr can only speak up. To Shemr, who suddenly shouted, the pale horse becomes a decent face.

On the shoulder mouth of such a pale horse, a wooden stick made a bash noise and shook down.