Spread out of town, the forest of Nicea Cascia.
Yesterday it is the place where a fierce battle was waged by the knights.
No more of the fallen Imperial Knights. It was transported to the town square within yesterday.
The forest regains its routine and shows that there was a battle only on the ground determined by the broken trees.
But even though I said I got my routine back, it didn't make me quiet. Between the trees was the figure of the people, vibrant.
People who work in the morning seem busy, and they don't do things like that right after the battle. They set up beehive boxes around the woods.
Nicea cassia flowers that will soon bloom. To collect honey from its white chambered flowers.
It is arguably the only specialty in this town, a valuable cash income.
Whatever it was, I didn't want to miss the time.
(Regardless of class B knights, class C knights are badly damaged)
I look out through the king's hall window and divulge my thoughts.
Next to the carefully laid B-class knight, a worn out four-class knight is piled up unconstitutionally.
Around them were compartments made of piles and ropes, with soldiers standing at equal intervals blinding their eyes.
(Two C-knight pilots dead, the rest seriously wounded?)
I recall hearing from the minister earlier.
Class C knights stabbed to a stop with blunt instruments are more or less crushed cockpit, and those who had life are not mildly injured.
(... that's heavy)
The pilot's badge on his chest felt like he had gained weight.
In this world there are arrangements exchanged among nations.
It is forbidden to deliberately harm civilians in war.
Naturally, soldiers and pilots are not included.
And one of the things that distinguishes whether you're a civilian is a uniform for a soldier or a pilot's badge for a pilot.
(Class B knight pilot, I didn't know that was the Commander-in-Chief)
I turn to something else to change my mind.
A B-class knight who kept sending my snipers. The pilot was a lord of the northeastern Empire.
I'm not the field commander. He is a neat imperial nobleman with the title Viscount, and Lord who reaches near the border.
And what, it's feminine.
Unlike the class C knight pilots, he said there were no noticeable injuries, and he was currently under house arrest in one of the king's halls.
(You're just a fantasy that the top gets ahead of you)
In a previous life, it was a story or a history book.
I realize once again that it is a different world.
"Thank you for waiting."
The door opens and the minister enters through the hallway. The king is with us.
I was in the room first, Lightning, and the two pilots stretch my spine and thank you.
The Arbitrage Awards meeting, the so-called split catching match, is about to begin.
Two pilots from another country change their roles to diplomats as they are.
"So, here's the loot."
The minister started talking.
According to this, it was captured by one Class B knight, four Class C knights.
But the Class C Knight Four Horsemen are significantly damaged.
Rather than repair, they will be in the form of manufacturing two horsemen from four horsemen. He is the so-called Nicoichi.
Class B knights are damaged about their ankles, and this one seems to be repairable immediately.
"And then there's the ransom for the Viscount and the pilot, see if we can get this."
This will depend on the negotiation with the other party.
It doesn't matter to me, so I listen.
"So, Lord Tauro, do you have hope?"
The minister turns to the water.
My battle is to defeat an Imperial B-Class Knight and capture a Knight.
It's the biggest of these. I suppose the claim of share comes from those who have great battle results.
(Honestly, I don't need anything)
If there were any officials of the kingdom here, they would have screamed as far as their voices were concerned, 'Give me the B-class knight'.
But you don't need me.
The same goes for the Merchant Alliance.
In a chat with me, the guild leader cuts and throws away 'I don't want anything that doesn't fit my length'.
The Merchant Guild is not a military organization, nor is it mercenary.
One B-class knight would be just fine in operational terms.
(You can say no)
No more money, no more honor.
You can earn money to play and live, and pilots have a high social standing.
(The guild chief tells me you don't need souvenirs.)
This dispatch. They charge the kingdom for the costs incurred, that's all they have with the kingdom.
Of course, a kingdom is a country to which we belong, not a country of Niceacasia.
The only thing the kingdom pays the Merchant Guild is my labor and knight's damages. Besides, I have my own injury and lunch box.
If the old lady "Old Lady" breaks in battle, it must be repaired by the Alliance on its own stomach.
On the other hand, if you capture a class B knight like this one, you can't tell the kingdom to give it to me.
"The northern nations will jump the threat of the empire, and you, Tauro, will return safely. I don't want anything else. '
The guild leader's, merchant guild leader's unspeakable words come to mind. Unexpectedly on the edge of his mouth, he smiled.
And I say what I want.
"Nothing in particular"
The place squirms heavily.
That would be so. People who want it are things they don't know what it's like to not want it.
"As for this one, the right to a class B knight. I thought it was in Lord Tauro."
Confused looking minister.
(Can't we just say no?)
Then I have a feeling that I'm going to get bored because who's going to get the B-Class Knight?
So I decided to give it to someone else.
If my will is involved, there will be no rubbing.
I think about it. The fact that you don't need anything is really strong.
"Then I would like to give it to Lord Lightning"
The venue is furthermore twitchy, and Lightning has his mouth wide open with surprise.
"As for my country, I greatly appreciate the offer. But also in front of other countries. May I ask why?
The minister saw the faces of two pilots from another country.
Three, including Lightning, have defeated four Imperial Class C knights. Even with them, you'll want to know why Lightning is treated special.
I have no clue, so I'll be honest with you about what I think.
"From what I've seen, Lord Lightning's arms, I'm sorry, are outnumbered by the other two."
I'm sure they're aware of it, too, and the protest didn't go up.
"Lord Lightning rides the B-Class Knight, in this land. Then you won't be late for the Empire. I can safely return to my country."
This is where I want to emphasize the most.
I want to go home now.
Dining in the land is bad, and there are no whorehouses.
It's time for me to keep my vow of 'forbidding myself to be comforted'.
Plus I want to see Imosuke and Dangolo and be healed.
(That?
Suddenly Lightning nagged and shivered slightly.
If you look closely, you have tears falling on your knees.
(Did I say something to touch the harp line?
... I complimented you, but it is also true. I don't think it's enough to cry.
"So how about a C-level knight after the repair"
The minister comes up with a proposal to lower the rank of knight.
I certainly don't need it.
"Now the land will need a knight at all."
Say no to euphemisms.
The Minister sighed and made the following proposal:
"So do you mean money? I'm ashamed I don't have enough cash on hand to make it work. I'll give it to you as soon as the ransom is negotiated."
I really don't need anything.
Besides, I guess that doesn't mean stay here until the ransom negotiations are over, etc.
With that thought in my chest, I put my palms forward and open my mouth as I shook my neck to the left and right.
"Don't worry. We are more powerful than that. If it helps protect our friends from the Empire, that's enough."
That's cool rhetoric while I'm at it. Whoa, the exclamation dominates the indoors.
"I don't need anything, just go home"
In fact, I just stuck this word in my translation engine and lined up the words that came out.
I made the setting "respectful - big", so the feeling of not having a nose seeps somewhat.
"I think too much abnegation is a thought."
The king said so with a slightly frightened look.
He saw a troubled minister and pinched his mouth.
"Well, I know what your country thinks. The power of the northern nations alone will help us to face the threat of the Empire."
I'm convinced of one.
Looks like you're putting a story together in a way you understand.
Actually, I just like it because they told me to.
"Let me thank His Excellency the Prime Minister fully in writing. I can also write down the activities of the Merchant Guild Knight. Is that all right with you?
It is the King's immediate cut.
I decided to get down on my knees immediately and thank you.
What then began was a shared battle between the northern countries.
Eventually, the countries of the box doll Boxdor and the bucket box doll Mixdor each took two horsemen of the Imperial Class C knight, from which they played one horsemen.
The cost of regeneration is over there.
So the long meeting ended and dinner was served together.
"Lord Tauro!
The minute I went out the hallway, Lightning attacked me.
Hold my hands tight and probably swing them up and down.
Quite a grip, it hurts.
"I didn't know you could get that much credit! We will improve as much as possible so that we can live up to our expectations!
My hands hurt, I'm afraid of momentum, and my voice is loud.
Then for a while, from the excited lightning, I was hit by something, like I was making it a goal or respecting it.
I wonder how glad I was to get the B-Class Knight. Fine.
Eventually Lightning regains his composure, excuse me earlier, etc., and apologizes while blushing.
We went into the dining room side by side, where we ate a meal that seemed fantastic in this country but not good for me.
And when it was time to leave the king's hall, the news would come in.
"Defeat rape?
Me and Lightning, plus the two old pilots face each other.
What brought the news was an aunt in the back room of the King's Hall who had corresponded to the Imperial Viscount who had taken captivity.
Apparently the Imperial Viscount demanded defeat rape and came to talk to me in trouble.
"What is it? Defeat rape."
To my question, both Lightning and the old man shake their heads. Nobody seems to know.
The minister drops by and explains.
"It's about soldiers and pilots, but if you win, you lose, you can exercise it."
We just have to snort at what we hear first.
Seeing it, the minister continues his words.
"Abuse or indiscriminate conduct. To curb it, it was recognized as a right."
I roared.
Is it a guy called wartime international law?
The world is full of things we don't know yet.
The Minister's story still goes on.
"However, in pilots and soldiers, the subject is different."
Military men are defined as pilots and soldiers.
Pilots can exercise defeat rape on both pilots and soldiers, but soldiers are soldier opponents only. That seems to be how it works.
(But I don't know)
Fundamental questions remain.
"So why is the Viscount demanding defeat rape?
With the current explanation, it is on the winning side that we can exercise our rights.
The captive Viscount is not in a position to demand even if he is forced to commit defeat rape.
My aunt answers my question in a whisper.
He said, "Well, do defeat rape against yourself."
To that word, we looked at each other.