Until we help Count Grom and his lady, Lord Mireille, we must avoid as much contact as possible with the soldiers in general. They will also want to take Count Grom's side in the mood, but from a standpoint that should be difficult. If a Steed nobleman discovers a soldier who violated an order, he or she may be harmed even more to his or her family originally. No matter how much they pledge allegiance to the Lord, they of the civilian population should have their own family as their top priority. You can't cause trouble. So I decided to run through them at a speed that was out of their sight or, if I had to, to faint them.

Entering the spire I ran straight up the stairs at once and stopped in front of a heavy door on the top floor. In addition to several soldiers there, there were about three black knights on the lookout.

"What are you... the child!?

One of the black knights, who saw Juliana with her brackets on her back, hurriedly jumps up and tries to pull out her sword. But my kick, which rushed faster than that, captured its face, and the Black Knight was slammed against the wall with stiffness.

"Nah!?

"Asshole!"

Whether the soldiers are distracted or reach for the sword, the Black Knights respond faster to the boulders than they do. A sword waved down with the voice of temper looms from left to right. Be more polite than usual and take great care not to hit Juliana on the back. And pierce the gap for a moment and pull out the sword. Immediately slashed and dumped two black knights.

"Ah..."

In front of the overwhelming difference in strength, the soldiers are stepping on two feet with their weapons in place. After such a distance toward them, he fainted one at a time in the belly of his sword. The smell of blood overflowing from the bodies of the Black Knights stands around with the sound of dosadosa and people falling. Too much hassle to find the key, so I tore the thick door apart with the sword I had in my hand.

"So, who!? What is it!?

I heard a woman from inside the room who looked frightened. After I removed my helmet, I slowly entered the room, where I saw Lord Mireille with a dagger in his hand. Remarkable trauma doesn't seem to be the reason, but I'm thinner than before because of my long incarcerated life - rather than saying it is. The clothes I was wearing were dull, my hair flaked and there was a neighborhood under my eyes.

"Who is it! Then you're going to ruin me."

"Please calm down. It's me, Lord Mireille."

The said Lord Mireille gave a strange look, but it was also a moment. As soon as I figured out who I was, I panicked and tried to kneel on the spot.

"Your Highness Rubias! Why are you in a place like this... and what does it look like?

"Explain later. Let's get out of here first. And there's Juliana."

"Juliana!?

I guess that's where you first noticed Juliana on your back. He is cheeky on Juliana's face without even trying to wipe the overflowing tears. But there is the Countess of Grom, who is said to be the doer. Now he seemed to understand what was a priority and immediately changed his expression.

"Excuse me, Your Highness."

"Can you run? If it doesn't seem possible, I'll hold it."

"No problem. I predicted this, and I was working out so that I wouldn't lose my body. There's no reason to run."

It's a boulder. Probably has some strength in it, but it never tries to sound weak. That being said, I'm sure it's not in perfect physical condition, so I just have to run and keep up with her pace.

"Do you know where Count Grom is imprisoned?

"My husband... I think he's in his private room. But it seems to be watched by quite a few gestures..."

"It's okay. There's nothing wrong with that. You must act with the highest priority for your safety. I'll take care of the rest. Let's go."

He carries and heals Juliana on his back and runs down the path he has just come with Lord Mireille. The surroundings had become noisy with Russia about the discovery of the soldiers who had unconscious in the course of escaping Juliana. The cauldron is lit everywhere, and a group of soldiers with pine lights are turning right and left. Naturally, we couldn't have been able to travel without being discovered in it, and we were quickly surrounded by soldiers.

"Who is it! Let go of Master Mireille and Master Juliana!

"There's no escape!

"Drop your weapons and surrender to adults!

Lord Mireille came forward softly when I reached for the sword pattern to deal with them who were murderous.

"Back off!

Truly a drink. Her physique is small and she is usually a woman with a laid back impression. And yet now even I've pushed the soldiers away with a temper of barometric pressure. When she takes one step, illuminated by the lights of the pine lights, the soldiers take two or three steps back as if they were barometric.

"You guys! Is this more of a wolf to know His Highness Rubias! The Kingdom of Bordeaux is originally a foolish act of turning the world against enemies, such as turning its sword against the brave and the famous His Highness Rubias! Shame on you!

I think it's an exaggeration for the world to turn to its enemies no matter how much, but now it's easier not to pinch your mouth. I can't convince the soldiers like her. All you can do is faint them with swords and fists.

"His Highness Rubias rescued my daughter, Juliana, and this me too! We eliminated the black knights who overwhelmed you with their brilliant swordsmanship! And now you're trying to save my husband Grom! You guys! Don't join His Highness here. When will you!? Now is the time to show loyalty to my Count!? Help us to take the sword with His Highness and eliminate the Steeds who behave to the bystanders!

Shin - and the area calms down. Their grid was easy to imagine. Do we give priority here to our own tranquillity by abandoning the Lord, or do we help Count Grom, aware of the danger, and fling flags openly against the Steeds? It is good to say that the enemy has mastered everything in the kingdom. The opposing ally has one princess named the brave one and his companions. It's a desperate difference in power if you think with a decent head. Too bad minutes for a bet, most people would get off. But...

Gashari, Gashari, and the soldiers break their knees by sounding the sound of armor. I watched the sight with incredible thoughts. He didn't use force, he just pushed a lot of soldiers on his side with words. A way of fighting without force, not far from my own, which I have continued my arduous training with my peers. I felt reminded again of my immaturity when I saw how to build trust between people.

(Does one have a greater personality than an individual's ability to fight to obey? How about me? Though there are companions who can keep their lives together, there are no people they can trust because they were turning their backs on politics. Wasn't this running away from her responsibilities as a princess?)

Even if I helped Count Grom, I'm still a little depressed that I can only be a decoration. But now I shook my head and kicked out my thoughts that wasn't the case. At the very least, we have to do what we have to do. I lined up beside Lord Mireille and spoke quietly to the soldiers.

"Gentlemen, I alone am powerless to help Count Grom and put the country back on the right path. I ask you to help me to protect many of the people who live in this land, and to restore the days of peace. This is it."

When I bowed my head, the soldiers became noisy with the zawali. and - that's when one soldier gets up and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Your Highness, please raise your head. If that's what you want, we don't have a problem. You just have to give me an order. Take the sword with you, and fight. Then we will all help His Highness and promise to protect you, Master Grom, and Mireille and Juliana as long as you can."

"... thanks. If you guys can keep your backs, I can only fight forward. Lord Mireille."

"Yes, Your Highness"

I untied the liliana I was carrying and deposited it with Lord Mireille. She embraces my child in love for the first time in a long time and causes tears to creep into her eyes. My cheeks broke unexpectedly, but I pull my mind together and pull out my sword. And as he thrust up towards heaven, he raised his temper voice.

"I'll beat the Steads out of this city! Get me everywhere! Capture those who have worked the wolves! The rest will protect Lord Mireille and the ten or so will continue to me! Rescue Count Grom!

"Ha ha!

As I ran out, the soldiers began to move like they had been played. Originally highly skilled soldiers. Acting fast as long as you decide to be ready. Leaving me alone would hit my best hand. Feeling comfortable with the soldiers that followed me, I went for a room that was imprisoned by Count Gromm.