Hakai no Miko

"Good job!!"

The voice of the pale horse poured over the heads of the Hormenian people, who nodded their faces as if they had been struck. The people who raised their faces in slow motion with what the hell was going on find the figure of a Ethereal Horse who raised his voice as he rode himself out from above the Gate.

Fished by his own voice, the Ethereal Horse repeated the same words by squeezing all the voices he could when he breathed loudly, feeling the gaze of the people who looked over his head and began to look at this one.

"Really, well done!!"

The Ethereal Horse goes on to say even more as he senses the atmosphere of relief (mostly) leaking from among the Hormenian people in the words.

"You took your own revenge! With your own hands! By your own will! No longer are you ugly pigs. Proven to be one proud person! You are proud people! You did justice!

Affirmative. Just affirm it.

The Ethereal Horse affirmed that you did the right thing towards the people who trembled before the sins you had committed, that you were not wrong.

The people of Holmenia even look up at the Ethereal Horse affirming themselves and hear the words. The face was filled with joy and relief as if to welcome the merciful rain that had fallen where it was wheezing in the sun.

As he grabs all the gaze directed at such people's selves, the Ethereal Horse slaps the words further as he pokes up his clenched right fist in front of his chest.

"Guys! Really good job!

Along with that, Marcronis's men, who had been dispersed among the people of Holmenia as Sakura, cheered with their arms raised. Inspired by it, those who were Hormenian knights and soldiers similarly speak up.

And besides, the Hormenian people began to raise their voices in horror at first, which became more and more feverish and finally began to raise their voices as if they were competing.

The Ethereal Horse waves an arm at such people.

"But don't forget! In this country, many of your compatriots still suffer under Romanian occupation! Your lands and houses remain seized by the Romanian state. And even though we got rid of it once, the Romanian National Army remains in this country!

The Ethereal Horse often shuts his mouth and gives while people understand the words he says. Then I went on to say the words again.

"But you have nothing to fear! You no longer have to be afraid. Because..."

And the Ethereal Horse pointed to the big flag held by Mollard standing behind him.

"For with you, there is this flag!

A strong wind of assault blows along with the words. It was stirred up by the wind, and the great flag itself frightened straight to the side, as if to show the Holmenian people the tattoos drawn in its center.

"I promised you guys a victory and I did it, I have this me! You son of a bitch! You have me!

Besides, people don't think, "Whoa!," he leaks his amazement.

Furthermore, the Ethereal Horse held a large flag on his back and opened his arms wide.

"And even though they look different, they have fellow fighters to fight with!

In keeping with the words of the Ethereal Horse, Zoan, who had besieged the Romanian National Army, and the Dinosaurians who had stormed along, raised their voices from the walls with Dwarves and Elves sticking their arms up.

The voice brought the people of Holmenia into the heat.

"Come on, guys! Get rid of the enemy from our country!

So the people of Holmenia did not notice.

To have called this country our country, not the Holmeer country, not your country.

"Come on! We're gonna get our country back!

Along with the voice of its pale horse, all cheer. Without anyone noticing, he was just enthusiastic, his arm poked up and his throat shouted up at him.

In addition, Marcronis strikes a chase there.

"All right! We will save our compatriots who are tormented by the invaders of the Romanian country!

Marcronis pointed out the flag he had been sent to the military.

It is a simple military flag.

The depiction there was messy, but clearly the same engraving of Aura as the Great Flag of the Ethereal Horse.

"Let them know that this flag is the flag of those who have come to save us all from the hands of the tyrannical Romanian nation! Tell us that this sign is the sign of those who fight with us! And tell them that the Fae are one of those who fight with us!

And Marcronis' men continue.

"This is the flag of those who came to save us!

"The Fae are one of us! Get rid of Romanias together!

"Tell that to everyone!

"Come on! Spread the word about this mark and your fellow Fae!

So verbally, he distributes to the people of Holmenia a simple military flag that just wrote and punched Aura's engraving on the cloth that he had prepared.

The people who were thus given the military flag shone their faces, without exception, and raised them proudly. And people around them look at it with envy.

A lot of people crave flags and flock to the Marcronis, but at best they don't have enough military flags ready to go to all. For this reason, among those who did not receive the flag, when they drew the engraving of Aura with the appearance to be seen in suitable fabrics such as their own clothing, they even appeared to those who made their own by putting it on spear patterns and sticks.

The Ethereal Horse stared at such a sight as he rode himself out of the Gate.

Already, in the sight under my eyes, that white figure was gone.

That comes just to mock people and entertain them as usual.

The Ethereal Horse, humiliated and humiliated, chewed his teeth tight with a giraffe.

"Hey, Soma"

On the back of such a pale horse, Shemr called out.

But the voice is a bewildered, often unusual voice like his.

What's happening now was being asked beforehand by the Ethereal Horse.

We need to make people understand the bond between humans and other races as we move forward to calm the Holmeer country. And we must give the people of Holmenia the confidence to fight.

For this reason, after adding Jahangil's added strength to the people of Holmenia, let them first prevail over the few enemies that the Zoans have divided by siege. This will give them confidence in the battle and make them understand their ties to the Fae.

Indeed, that was what Shemr had been told beforehand by the Ethereal Horse.

But I didn't feel that was all that was actually happening.

And more than that, I felt something dark and starchy from the back of the Ethereal Horse in front of me right now that I didn't think I knew.

As a result, he spoke out of the blue.

At this time, however, Shemr thought it was his own concern. To his own calling, the Ethereal Horse immediately looks back and returns his usual smile. That's what I thought.

but is.

As soon as Shemr spoke, the Ethereal Horse shook his body in a freak. And instead of looking back, he doesn't even reply to Shemr, covering his face with his own hands.

In response to this unexpected reaction of the Ethereal Horse, Shemr, anxious, tried to stop by. But a moment earlier than that, the Ethereal Horse sticks out his right hand and stops Shemr from approaching.

"What's up, Soma?

Shemr was surprised by the rejection he hadn't anticipated. But the Ethereal Horse does not answer. Just keep covering your face with your left hand and keep breathing slowly and deeply.

I don't know why, before the grated shemle, after a while, the pale horse finally looked up.

"Sorry. I think I'm a little too nervous"

That's what I said and looked back at was the usual pale horse with a faint smile somewhere unreliable.

"Are you sure you're okay?

To Shemr, who asks worryingly, the Ethereal Horse replies "It's okay".

"Let's hurry it up. We have to instruct the Romanian National Army to pursue them."

Saying so, the Ethereal Horse walks out as if fleeing the scene.

Shemr tried to chase after the Ethereal Horse, but hesitated only for a moment.

Don't overlook something, because I felt something had happened.

But no matter how many years he has accompanied him, Shemr is a difficult Zoan to read from his expression and tricks to the finesse of human emotion. Even though I felt something was happening to the Ethereal Horse, I couldn't be sure of it, and I searched around for words to speak.

And even in the meantime, the Ethereal Horse goes down the stairs.

It's my fault.

When Shemr told himself so, he rushed after the Ethereal Horse.

But if Shemr was familiar with human entertainment at this time, he might have had this sentiment for the pale horse when he was laying on his face.

He said he was like an actor in a masquerade that almost took off during the play.

The Mollards and the Zoans of the escort with the big flag following Shemr also walked away and heard a girl laughing couscous from nowhere on the missing gate.

But no one has heard of it.