Hakai no Miko

Without even caring for the eyes of the surprised generals and lords, Gordia said in a calm tone.

"It is beyond my discretion to decide to withdraw completely from the Holmeer State. Without your father's permission, I can't accept that. And Father is not here now. They're headed to the Masarca Gate Fort."

After only a few words, Gordia continues.

"- Hit those arrows, with unconscious weights? I can't get your father's permission."

To the words of Gordia, those of the Romanian nation were severely upset.

Normally, during wartime, the king of his country reveals to his enemies such as unconscious weights. If the king, the general of all armies, is in such a state, it is not necessarily because the enemy will not be attacked here alone.

But unlike the upsetting generals and lords, Gordia thought it should be revealed.

And as if to prove it was the right answer, Solon shut his mouth just slightly moving his eyebrows.

The silence continues to clog my breath.

In the meantime, Solon stared at Gordia's eyes jiggly to make sure of the sincerity of the matter, but when he missed it, he leaked one sigh.

"Let's not leave until the Masarca Gate Fort. How can you blame King Dordea and the prince and the soldiers for retreating to where they left off?"

That was in fact a statement acknowledging the possession up to Fort Masarca Guanmen, which had struck down on the Romanian State. The Romanian State would thereby have acquired rights such as the crossing, which was considered to be the greatest difficulty in the southwest, and the transactions and fisheries carried out on the Rabian River.

"Helpful. - That's good for everyone, right?

After thanking Solon, Gordia asked his subordinate.

But the generals and the Horsemen looked at each other's faces, and could not answer them instantly.

If we can indeed acquire the interests of the Rabian River, this minimal face in the Seoul will be preserved.

But the condition of leaving the city with weapons and bull horses was not all that easily accepted.

That is more than just sparing the arms and horses of the patriarchal tradition.

The generals and lords are knights. And a knight is one who fights on a horse. That is, riding horses is their prerogative, authority and pride.

However, having to leave the horse means having to march out of the city in the same way as junior soldiers such as the conscripted peasants. It was an unbearable disgrace to them, knights.

But I also understand that this is what Prince Gordia won by putting his own neck on, by the way. That's why I can't disagree.

So instead of being a condition of harmony, we have become obsessed with whether or not it will be protected.

"But, Your Highness. Will our safety be really guaranteed when we leave our weapons behind? There is no guarantee that the Son of Destruction will not come after us this fortunately. Somehow they're savage rebel slaves."

To one of the lords who said so, the others also raised their voices of consent.

Besides, Gordia frowns.

Gordia had realized that leaving all the weapons and horses behind would be an indelible line for the Son of Destruction's side as well.

If they were expelled from the city slowly after conceding the east over the Masarca Gate Fort, the people of the Holmeer country who saw it could not be convinced. It would also create room for us to call it triumph, too.

That will undoubtedly be a scourge for the Son of Destruction, who is about to rule the Holmeer nation in the future.

In order not to do so, the Son of Destruction must show his victory in a clear way, no matter whose eyes it may be. That's the exit with the weapons and the horses.

That's why it's impossible to have this taken down.

As Gordia frowns over what to say and persuade the generals and the marquis, Solon sighs like he is all alone before saying.

"His Highness Gordia. If that happens, I can't trust this one. In order to escape from the city, we will have to keep an eye on ourselves to see if our promise will be kept."

That takes on a physical form that criticizes the Romanian state, but the truth of the matter was nothing more than Solon's suggestion to offer himself as a hostage.

"Aurelius. Overlapping, helpful"

After saying so, Gordia turns a stern eye to her subordinates.

"Everyone. Don't embarrass me any more. This sums up the harmony. All right?"

To the words of Gordia, this time there was no denial.

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It was a solon who had to report on the terms of the determined harmony, but it was retained by Gordia. And when Gordia paid all the generals and lords or even the nearest ones, just the two of them turned to Solon. And it was Gordia, who used to stare at Solon's face as if he were trying to find a shadow of the past, but he breaks his face all the time.

"I thought you were dead, Aurelius. But you're a lot older."

And Solon responds with a laugh.

"His Highness Gordia. A child scolded by Dordea, drooling his nose and crying, you have done well. It makes sense that I'm getting old too."

"Fine stuff."

Gordia smiled bitterly.

"Again, they don't have military talent like my brother. I didn't know what to do, I just panicked. Even now, I'm just vain that I can't look embarrassed in front of you."

To Gordia, who mocks herself so much, Solon lets her head shake beside her.

"Of what? of what? Let us hide our inner agitation and let us stretch our voids, but also be the measure of kings."

"I'd be happy to hear you say that"

That was Gordia's sincere word without a multiplier.

Then Gordia says, like I always thought of.

"Father, but he's not life-threatening, although he hit an arrow"

"... it doesn't matter"

Gordia chuckles at Solon, who shrugs away.

"Well, it doesn't look like it."

Furthermore, Solon became the top of the Buddha.

In that expression, a warm emotion springs up inside Gordia's chest, who once saw the shadow of when the Father King forced him into a difficult position. That's the word and mouth.

It's Aurelius.

That's what I called it, but Gordia couldn't keep up the words.

The truth is, I wanted to say if you could help yourself by turning back to the Romanian state. Because whoever disagreed with anything was prepared to just push it through and believed it was worth it again.

But at the time we thus stood before ourselves as messengers of rebel slavery, it has been decided that among the Aurelius principals, such as untrained to the Romanian state, has been cut off.

What an unconscionable thing to try to ask such understandable things.

After making a mockery of herself, Gordia shakes another topic.

"Is the Son of Destruction as good as you would like to serve?

And Solon laughed "outrageously".

"That kid is such a fool that he destroys himself on his own. I'm just going to help a little bit without letting it go."

To the words of that solon, Gordia remembers a nostalgic memory. When asked why he was serving his father, Dordea, Aurelius said, "In His Royal Highness, we must not leave him alone."

But Solon went on to say words that were not in Gordia's memory.

"And then there's the funny thing about watching that kid up close."

Besides, Gordia keeps an eye out a lot. Then I smiled furiously lonely, and I said:

"Isn't that the biggest compliment for you," he said.

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Solon, who resigned in front of Gordia, poked his wand and walked down the aisle, wandering all over his chest.

"Well, as planned..."

The eastern transfer from the Masarca Gate Fort, which seemed to have been won by Gordia, was also on schedule.

As for the Ethereal Horse, I want to avoid prolongation beyond the fear that the Romanian National Army, which is losing to rescue the Prince, will return it very much. It was also necessary to offer conditions commensurate with the departure of the Romanian National Army in order to allow negotiations to be concluded early.

That is Masarca Fort Guanmen and the interest of the Rabbian River.

However, if you show your hips from the beginning, you will be able to understand this condition. So I had to reluctantly take it to the form that this one gave way.

And Solon did it brilliantly.

The only thing that was unplanned was for the Romanian National Army to offer itself as a hostage when it exited the city.

"Oh my goodness. Now I can't say I'm sweet about the kid or anything......"

One Romanian National Army general appeared before Solon, who was walking blurry about that. It is that general who first realized who Solon was and rebelled.

The general, who looked like he had chewed up all hundreds of bitters together, first gave them a snort.

"Spit on your homeland, keep your life in shame, and exaggerate that you are ready to die,"

Apparently, it was in front of Gordia earlier that he couldn't stand on his stomach. Seems like he waited only to say it on purpose.

It would be easy if this kind of understandable work was done, but Solon whines inside and then makes me laugh nicely.

"No, have you missed it?"

I thought the general would argue with Solon, who says it's obvious, that he's ready to die. Solon said this with an innocent grin on such a general.

"We recently had people who wanted to keep an eye on the end of the line. I just had an untrained desire to live a little longer."

Solon laughed with a caracalla.