How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Captain Crest Arge, do you have a moment?

I came here to submit the training log that was imposed on the platoon leader, and that's what I was called to do.

The person, who sat at a desk for paperwork, wrapped a little dull grey silver hair in one behind him, narrowing his eyes and looking at it in the material at hand. Because I seem busy, I was going to leave the room right away just to submit and say hello, but it didn't seem that way.

"I'd like to get you home as soon as possible, if you can keep it short"

Something's wrong with Marie lately.

Usually, when I go home, he always lovingly says "welcome back," but he often stays lying on the couch.

I shake my neck sideways even when I ask if I'm feeling sick. I also say I don't need a doctor.

But things just get worse every day. I still can't, but I need a doctor.

"Because your pretty goddess is waiting, is it? It's the same."

Raushning battalion captain in front of him smiled in silence.

This man is no different.

He's a weirdo who coached me and Carl enthusiastically, but at the same time he's a mind-breaker. The way he talks is relaxing, but he's also convinced that the sword moves are not yet beyond me, and that he's insisted on the captain next time. One of the few people I can respect in the Knights.

"Battalion captain, if it's a tease word--"

"It's a little interview. Well, sit down."

Usually when I saw my narrowed eyes slightly opened, I sat in a panic recommended chair.

It creates an atmosphere of serenity on a daily basis, but as soon as her thin eyes open, she has experienced many times to replace herself as a ghost instructor. I wanted to get back under Marie as soon as possible, but I knew enough to say I didn't like that the more far-fetched I acted, the more time it would take the other way around.

"You've heard of my insistence on the Knights, haven't you?

"Yes."

"If you do, the chair of the captain of the Third Battalion is empty."

"... ha"

What are you taking for granted?

But if you say something far-fetched here, it can be a strangely long story. Choose a path to stand still.

"Well, we've already decided to succeed the captain. But there will be vacancies in the posts that the talent has held so far"

I was even more convoluted with the obvious. After all, let me think about what you want to say..., one thing, I pretended to think of it.

"No way, I..."

"Have you noticed? Well, I was also thinking of explaining it extensively until I realized it. Too bad."

Raushning battalion captain smiled.

"But, Captain. Given the order, shouldn't Beryl Marceus be promoted, not me?

"Unfortunately, he's not very comfortable with his men."

The battalion captain, who remained smiling and cut off the platoon captain four years older than me, shrugged his shoulders, for Christ's sake.

"I can't seem to correct the character that hits the bottom hard, either - if it's fair to be tough, but if you have your own mood or your favorite, hey. As someone who stands on top, I have to judge him a little unqualified."

Sure, Beryl is the type to put power on a casket. I don't want to have that one with my boss, so I agree with the captain.

"In that regard, you are equally harsh on your men. Not a bad idea to take care of. The martial arts tournament was a pretty good one a month ago."

The results of the knightly apprenticeship martial arts competition were certainly good. Still, if it hadn't been for Marie's favor, I wouldn't have put on as good an archery as that. Thinking about it, the captain's rating seemed a bit of a buyout.

"If you look at the martial arts competition scores, isn't Carl deserving of a promotion enough too?

"If he can calm down to the Knights, hey. He is a brilliant, very obtainable talent, but in less than a year he will quit the knight. I would never promote a human like that any more."

Besides, I felt the eyes of the battalion captain continue to shine.

"The squaro at his place, too, you would have done the archery, wouldn't you?

You knew, and you wrapped your tongue around its information-gathering power.

The only time Marie was here to visit was on the opening day. Well, I guess I won't miss that, so I'll insist on the head of the regiment.

"Did you know"

"I wasn't looking at anything else. That's what comes naturally into your ear, hey. - So."

The captain of the Lauschning battalion, who was entangled in a calm atmosphere, tightened the air with only one final word.

"Shall we get back to business? Crest Arge Platoon Leader"

"Ha."

He looked straight at me with his shiny silver hair in his ear. This spine stretches unexpectedly.

"I want to ask you about your precious goddess."

Why, and I looked seriously at the captain, but unfortunately, he's not the kind of person who would enlighten me about sincerity. I was impatient and had to wait for the words to follow.

"When I joined the Knights, I wanted to spend my life not just for many inhabitants, but just for one, I swore so, but is there still any falsehood in that word?

I nodded at the inquiry. Though it was the words I chose, I still feel the same way then.

"Only one of them must be... about your goddess, right?

The words of the battalion captain were within expectations. I thought there were more or less people who realized my sincerity. I noticed it instantly, such as Carl.

Yes. From the beginning, I did not intend to give my life to the King or anything else. Ever since then, my life has only been for Marizia, who wanted to protect me.

"How is your goddess doing now?

"With all due respect, Captain. I don't think that's what my promotion involves."

"Have I forgiven you for asking questions?

- Excuse me.

Why, at this time.

Such an idea turns my head. But I couldn't have answered anything.

"She's spending time in my mansion."

"Are you close?

"I don't know if it's the same 'good' as the battalion leader thinks, but I'm at peace"

The captain of the Lauschning battalion sighed loudly when he didn't like my answer.

"A liar like you who doesn't lie is a hassle. I only try to tell you one side of the truth, so if you're not careful with this one, you'll soon overlook it."

Oh, this is it, so this guy...

"Let's change the direction of the question, shall we? Crest, do you have a relationship of compassion with her? Are thoughts returned by her as well, not unilateral worship?

I felt like my chest ached.

Reminds me of my argument about ten days ago. Rarely did she speak up and blame me. What was she saying? Yes, freedom.

"To be honest, I don't know. My way of thinking and her way of thinking is very different. Still, she's taking a good look at me. Don't let this face or your status confuse you. That's all I can assure you."

Yes, her mysterious eyes are staring straight at me. I don't even realize it myself. Even about me, you know, it tells me.

"I see, it's no different than when the knight gave me the medal. That's another big problem."

"What does that mean"

"If you go up to the Squadron Leader, you rarely see them in person to the bottom men. It is the majority to see through the reports of the platoon leaders under their supervision. That's all it takes to see a human being."

grinning, but the captain's thinly open sandalwood eyes were not grinning.

"A knight is not necessarily clean, submissive, or serious. It's a 'human' with a cloudy combination. Human beings above the Squadron Leader need the skills to smell and maneuver it well."

It seemed uncomfortable that the battalion captain who said that seemed to see through everything about me. But we can't just walk away from here any more than we haven't given permission to leave yet.

"You're good at your job, so I'm not so worried about you. My God, when it comes to the goddess, your vision seems cloudy."

"Well, that's all they say."

"I do. Because you are my incompetent disciple."

It's hard when they say it there.

It was the man in front of me who forged me up by a merchant-rising nobleman, but also a weathery cull by the fact that he was a man, and an objection from a single knight with a face that was in vain liked by women.

Thanks to my ghostly guidance, I feel so beneficial that it is no exaggeration to say that we are here today.

But I have no right to even mention Marizia, only in a story within the Knights. I think so. I was there myself.

But I was also certain that another self felt a distortion in my current relationship with Marizia, and I was also hoping that the benefactor in front of me would tell me the mark there.

"I was a knight apprentice. From you, what was she like?

"- He was weak enough to think that if I didn't protect him, with an honest personality, while putting myself in an unfortunate situation,"

She thought that being two years younger than me would break if I accidentally felt a little thinner. In fact, that's how I handled it.

One day, they were so full of jerks staring at me that they were afraid to take that gaze decently. Because I'm never that good of a person to look at.

"So what about her now? What kind of person are you?

"That, ha-"

When I was doing my women's pay in Waldstow, I changed my expression and looked like I was having fun working. All the eyes of the crowd of men were drawn to the impatience of wanting to make a decision.

When I met him in Deventio, I was a little concerned that he had a threatening look. Still, it was something you wanted to bite me over and over and make my men the same age apprentice. No, don't your men need that love?

"Mouthfeel, that's a testament I've never even seriously considered before. But there's something I can count on with your expression. - Oh, you don't have to go back faceless."

"Nothing, I..."

"When you really are about a goddess, your expression returns to age. I don't know if it's good or bad to be a knight, but... you haven't really realized that before, have you? Just as you grew up, so did she."

What is it? What the hell is the captain of the Lauschning battalion trying to say?

"As far as age is concerned, she would be a fine adult too. I've heard that you're from a civilian. Then, all the more so, aren't you just a child being protected?

I felt that the words had been spoken by Marie herself, and my chest drifted and I weighed more.

"What exactly is the purpose of this interview, Battalion Leader?

I remembered that it should have been an interview involving the promotion of the Squadron Leader in the first place, and if I managed to talk to him to change the course of the story, he smiled at me for some reason.

"It's my little whisper. I'm busy with this, and I don't have much time to talk to you guys properly."

"Isn't that more like a gift from me?

"Right. But your promotion is a decision, so you're not using words the wrong way."

"Battalion Captain!

Got hit.

In retrospect, this man in front of me, even once, has not said that he would consider promoting my Squadron Leader based on the results of this interview. It's all my speculation on my own.

"The other squadron captains, the battalion captains, have approved. Rather, I was against it."

Why, that was a stupid question. That has all the ingredients that can be deduced sufficiently in the course of the story so far.

"Whenever her name came out of your mouth, I was worried. I would deify the goddess as the base of my heart. I didn't really think I'd be able to see her as one person."

You, you would have spoken so often as to pray, if asked, you can only nod if you are conscious. In fact, because she's my prayer.

"Marizia. It does represent 'prayer' in old words, but that is only a name. I don't know what kind of relationship you're going to have with her, but you're capable, so I'm not pessimistic. I was just wondering if I could face her properly, that's all. Even so, women's feelings are only a mystery to us men."

"When told by a married battalion captain, it's true"

"Right. Twenty years with my wife, my child is still riddled with mystery."

It is a famous story that the Captain of the Lauschning Battalion is a loving wife. Occasionally, couples attend in public, but I hear that many young knights yearn for marriage because of the friendliness with which they respect each other.

I want to be like that with Marie - do you think?

"Well, you can leave the room now. A formal decree is due soon, but don't speak out. And to Carl."

"Got it. Now if you'll excuse me."

When I got up from the chair, I walked out of the room.

Soon the sun was spreading out the window. Winter is approaching and I realise that the sun has fallen faster.

(Marie......)

Am I wrong about something?

I recall arguing only once after a kidnapping that made me feel cut off.

She yelled at me to get out, didn't she look like she was going to cry now?

I was also told that I was not free and I was about to catch my breath. I convinced Marie many times that there was no choice but to ensure her safety, but was that even wrong?

Marie's situation has been unusual lately.

Your appetite drops, your mouth count is low, and your response is faint.

I was reminded that Marie was wrong to think that was enough.

I want to see Marie talk, laugh and get angry, whirling and emotional. I want Marie to see me like that.

(Am I wrong...?

A twitching night darkness looms from the east, as if it were a symbol of anxiety, increasing its territory.

"Marizia"

I uttered words of prayer.