Landburn, a core city in the western part of the kingdom.
It is surrounded by high and thick walls, which are worthy of a core city and about ten meters high.
Castle walls stacked with natural stones, their appearance rough and gotten gritty, like rock-fildum.
For every place where the straight walls bend, this again has a boneless square tower.
Above the western walls were now hissing in large crowds, despite the morning.
"It's finally begun."
Landburn developed on a small high hill. As a result, the western plain stretches beneath your eyes as you look down.
Though it was the night that completely dawned off, the position of the sun is still low. The shadows of the walls stretched long into the plains.
The old man, whining to no one, stares at the end of that shadow as he devours it.
Often, a miserable land where merchants come and go between kingdoms and empires.
But now there is the sight of the knights over sixty horsemen.
Over the course of a few days, the knights of the kingdom and empire continued to stare. They finally clashed in the middle of the plain earlier this morning.
"Which one wins"
Seeing the knights cut in the distance, another old man speaks.
It's a heavy tone, but you look like a pyjama. He even wears a triangular nightcap.
The voice of "When", which sounded early in the morning, and the ground sounds of numerous knights stepping on. It informs the beginning of the battle, and a spectacular crowd is gathered here to watch it.
"I want my country to win, but there are more empires"
An old man with no love in his eyes returns it. The chest had a Merchant Alliance ID on it.
I'm no longer going to be working today, I'm here to decide so.
"Either way, our lives won't change."
A guard nearby puts his face to the words of a good old lady, but says nothing.
His job is to be careful not to let people fall through the walls. And finally, it is also a sight of war.
A man like my aunt's husband shakes his head gently, left and right.
"No, not necessarily. If the empire wins, this is imperial territory. It must change your taste in cooking."
"I thought you liked the thin flavor."
Like I said, my aunt answers.
The couple, who apparently run the inn, exchange opinions on flavoring on the side of the game.
All of a sudden my aunt shook her body bickly like she noticed something.
"What's up?
"You could have made lunch and sold it."
The old man, too, opens his mouth like a stiff and looks around.
So many people, and since the battle started in the morning, we should all skip dinner.
"... Shit"
"I can still make it. Broiled thick chopped bacon and lettuce, if you pinch it in bread, it's enough. A drink at last."
The couple stares and nods forcefully.
Now is the time to join forces to make money.
"Excuse me, let me through!
"Hey, get out of the way!
The two head to the tower with the stairs so as to push the perimeter.
The guard leaked a sigh of relief.
An assault from the front took place, a battlefield that became a mixed battle with each other.
A dark blue knight runs through the land.
A Class A knight of the second prince of the kingdom, silver based on a colour called royal blue.
A little late, the light blue escort knight continues.
Both belong to the Knights of the Kingdom, but not under the command of the Knights.
The second prince was free to move, and the escort knight thought only of the safety of the second prince.
"Where!
The second prince screams in the cockpit.
Uncle Rosehip, who leads the Rose Knights, whose name is widely known within the kingdom.
Naturally, I also knew what a class A knight would ride.
"Defeat the Commander and finish"
The second prince goes for it and cuts into the center of the enemy formation, deep into it.
That advance, arguably electric, left even the escort knights behind.
And the speed gained in exchange for danger brings the appearance of a Grade A knight with a crimson rose painted on black, ahead of the royal blue (Royal Blue).
"I found it! Uncle Rosehip."
Turn on external audio while approaching without slowing down. The volume is max.
"Listen, I am the one in the kingdom."
The moment I raised my name.
Diagonally up, I felt the glare.
Intuitive with the light of the day when the blade reflects, sudden braking is applied to the royal blue (royal blue).
The royal blue (Royal Blue), which stops as it raises its earthen smoke violently, was crossed by a large arc of light.
If you look over there, the figure of a Grade A knight who stands loose in earthquake smoke.
Black ash colouring on slender length.
He didn't have a shield, he had a sickle in his hand with both hands. The light now is, without a doubt, that Great Sickle.
"... Sickle Death Size, Reaper"
A knight directly under the Emperor of the Empire, more famous than Uncle Rosehip.
From his unknown forehead, a cold sweat erupted.
"There is no shortage!
He shouts up like a coward and jumps in for a nostalgia.
The Death Sickle swings down from the top toward the Royal Blue (Royal Blue). The second prince put up a shield to take it.
"What?"
But the blade of the Great Sickle Death Size reaches over the top of the shield and back.
Seeing the shield erected, Reaper was changing the orbit of the Great Sickle Death Size to the back.
If I hadn't shook the knight's head sideways, the blade might have stood at the top of his head.
Next, Reaper pulls forcefully, keeping his shield hooked in the Great Sickle Death Size.
"Knock."
The second prince stomps the royal blue (Royal Blue) when his shield is not taken away.
But when the Royal Blue (Royal Blue) hung his weight behind him, suddenly the Great Sickle "Death Size" stopped pulling and pounded out the other way.
This thrust to where I weighed myself in the back like pulling a string. The royal blue (Royal Blue) was hit hard in the chest and fell backwards.
"Ugh..."
What you see in your eyes with your back on the ground is the figure of the Reaper, who shook up the Great Sickle Death Size greatly.
The second prince cannot move.
It was the escort knight who rushed from the rear who could move.
Play the swung down Sickle Death Size with a flash of sideways and cause it to change its track.
The shieldless escort knight set his two-handed sword on the upper side and stood before the reaper.
"... Vung"
Both eyes of the Reaper shine strongly before the two-horse Class A knight.
Then he moved his thin chin and gave instructions to the rear knights.
A Class B knight painted on black ground with a small rose of wheels to go. Rose Knight.
The three-horsemen Rose Knight nods back and begins to travel towards the royal blue (Royal Blue).
"Your Highness!"
Finally up, royal blue (royal blue).
The escort knight tries to walk by.
But before taking that step, the stone clash of the Great Sickle Death Size slammed hard on the ground, and the sound of the impact echoed all around.
Understanding what it intended, the pilot of the escort knight squeezed out his voice.
"I'm not gonna let you go unless I knock you down, you know?"
Breathe deeply and calm your mind.
"Reaper of the Empire," which is a widely known being.
I'm confident in my arms myself, but I don't have much experience in action just with royalty.
But Reapers are different.
"... okay"
Prepare and rebuild your sword.
Style without a shield and using a two-handed sword. All attacks and acceptances are swords.
"Let's go!
At that moment when he screamed and tried to step out loud, the Great Sickle Death Size crawls through the ground and groans the feet of the escort knight.
"Holy shit!
He kicked the ground reflexively and flew backwards.
But there the reaper treads heavily, and stretches out the pattern, and pays for the horizontal giraffe.
A sickle, Death Size, struck from the blind spot directly next to the escort knight.
The escort knight raises a sword directly next to his face and manages to shed the blade of the Great Sickle Death Size.
Two blades rubbed off and sparks scattered violently around.
Nearly the same time Reaper and the Guardian Knight exchanged blades and the royal blue (Royal Blue) was being surrounded by the Rose Knight triumph.
In the middle of the battlefield, two horsemen of Class A knights were facing each other.
One horseman is Uncle Rosehip, the other is a golden knight. It is Golden Knight, the Golden Knight of the Knights of the Kingdom.
Is this the commander of the kingdom?
Uncle Rosehip has a view from the cockpit.
Until now, speaking of the Knights of the Kingdom, the Deputy Commander was out.
It was not such a golden knight who was riding.
It was definitely the first look.
(You're different from the usual guy)
An inexperienced force, drenched from a golden knight.
Uncle Rosehip felt the awesomeness that only those who had excelled at something had.
(See how you like it, shall we go?)
Point the knight's side at his opponent and hide himself with an even medium-sized shield.
The right hand with the sword keeps his head high so that he can swing it down at any time.
The opposing golden knight threw down his shield and stood the bastard sword with both hands.
My spine is a stretched and balanced frontal eye that makes me want to put it in my textbook.
(superimposed, superimposed)
To sharpen the sneeze, the right person.
By the side of my mouth, there are natural laughing wrinkles.
And with the vibration of stepping in, Uncle Rosehip's knight stepped forward.
The sound of the sword playing shivers the air.
Following Reapers and Guardian Knights, the battle between Class A Knights also began here.
Although the Class A knight is powerful, he has only two horsemen in the empire and three horsemen in the kingdom.
The protagonist on the battlefield is still a Class B knight.
And here was the appearance of a Kingdom-B knight, who maintains an advantage over his Imperial Border Knights Class B knights opponent.
(Whispers)
Poke through the gap of the border knight and bounce back the sword.
With a knife to give back, he slashed it in the hanging.
The Horizontal Knight manages to take it in a small cage and retreats to escape.
In the cockpit is the figure of Tauroi's "Son of Aristocrats". He is a fellow student at the Pilot's School.
He had won the practical exam where Tauro was third and had been recruited by the Knights.
(Hmm)
A brilliant face with a boy's face. On that forehead, Sarah's forehead snaps with a clear sweat.
But objectively, he was in a very dangerous state.
I have narrowed my horizons because of my first line and have lost sight of my place on the battlefield.
As we pursued our enemies, we were too deep inside the other party.
(indistinct)
Black b-class knight advancing in and out to shelter the falling peripheral knight.
If you look closely, there are a number of roses in the black.
(Rose Knight!
The aristocratic child, willing to be a knight geek, naturally knew its existence.
The mighty knight of Rose Knights, the rose knights of the name.
But now there is no joy in the breast that can be seen. All there is is is fear.
Rose knight Rose Knight packs his time unconstructively, sparkling the sword flashes of the horizontal giraffe.
In an instant the knight of the Aristocrat's son turned his back and swept the blade wind.
The Class B knight of the aristocratic son also tries to fight back, but is forced to retreat after every swing.
(still strong)
Even the same B-class knights have different powers than border knights.
I was able to push against the Horizontal Knight opponent, but I was pushed the other way against the Rose Knight.
(... another ride!
Rose Knight, a rose knight that appears further from the back.
Even though it is dangerous for one horse, it is impossible for two horsemen or something like that.
(if you don't run away)
That's what I decided, the aristocratic child noticed.
(What part of the battlefield am I in now?
When I think about it, my spine gets cold with Zokri.
I look around, but I'm not even sure in my own direction.
If you go in the wrong direction, you will never be able to return to self-defense again.
(Coming!
But the enemy does not wait for the patrol of such a noble son.
Rose Knight, a two-horsemen rose knight, moves simultaneously, releasing two sword strikes from left and right.
(... no. Unpreventable)
The moment the aristocratic son hardened himself, a kingdom b-class knight jumped from the rear of his right, bouncing the blow of the rose knight, Rose Knight, with his sword.
The aristocratic child takes a blow with a shield, surprisingly, towing it with a sword and taking distance.
(Thanks)
Without cover, he would have been knocked down.
The Kingdom Class B knight, who lowered his opponent with another sword attack, signals the aristocratic child with his chin.
He wants me to deal with the ride in front of him.
(Copy that!
The aristocratic child makes his own b-class knight snort.
And a two-on-two battle began.
(... awesome)
The aristocratic child is breathtaking in the battle swing of the bureaucratic horsemen.
The style is duplicitous.
He does not have a shield, but instead has a slightly smaller one-handed sword, the so-called small sword, in both hands.
Heavy slaughter takes the small sword crossed, and those that don't, recieve it with one, beating the other against the target.
And if you find a gap, you move your body to spin, and you slash it one after the other.
To a series of attacks released at short intervals, the Rose Knight finds no opportunity to fight back and lags behind.
(You have to do it yourself)
The courageous aristocratic son steps in loudly as he shouts and waves his sword down in his hanging.
Two horsemen severely cut together, but unfortunately, the rose knight Rose Knight is on top of them.
Where the sword's flow core has been distracted and his posture has shaken, a swing from the upper stages is imminent.
But at the next moment, a sword stretched from the side held the Rose Knight hostage.
Rose Knight gave up shaking off his sword, kicked the ground and left behind.
(Helpful)
But the bureaucratic horseman who saved the danger is already back in the fight against the other horseman.
While fighting your own battles, if there is imminent danger to your allies, provide cover to the best of your ability.
It was an imitation that could not be done without broad vision and consideration of the surroundings.
The aristocratic child receives support from the bureaucratic rider several times thereafter.
(Knocked him down!
The bureaucratic horseman continues to wave his sword with both hands like a pawn and finally defeats the Rose Knight.
And without stopping, he went around behind Rose Knight, the rose knight he was working on, and began to slaughter without stopping.
(This is... like a whirlwind)
The pinched Rose Knight instantly understands the disadvantage and begins to retreat.
The bureaucratic rider doesn't go after it. For that reason, neither did the aristocratic child move.
(Hmm?)
Looking at the bureaucratic rider, with his right hand still holding the sword, he is pointing backwards.
(Too pronounced, go back, I guess)
The aristocratic child, who understood so, nodded. Start traveling following a bureaucratic ride.
A kingdom class B knight who leads the way to self-defense. I can count on that back.
I didn't know if it was the suspension bridge effect or I felt my chest rattle.
(Thank you for your help. Senior)
The son of a nobleman is a recruit. More junior than myself, there are only practitioners in training right now.
I don't know who it was, but I was just definitely a senior.
"Oh, boy, you got it figured out"
A kingdom b-class knight who rescued the noble son.
In that cockpit, one pilot spoke to himself.
Nice guy with a little busy face on his macho body. It is Cornell.
"Not bad muscle but not enough experience"
I just said so, shrugging my shoulders.
That pilot should be in the first line. I have no experience and it is natural.
Apart from that, I was surprised about myself.
(What can I say for myself, but you got your arm up)
I've fought unidentified B-Class knights around here before.
It was extraordinarily strong compared to that time.
By the way, in the Heavy Lancer battle, Cornell has only carried out long-range magic attacks.
(You know, better magic flow, better magic manipulation, that's what it looks like)
Yeah, nod. I haven't checked, but for this minute, the total amount of magic must be up.
(Cause, after all, is that it)
I've been a pilot for a while, but I've never grown more rapidly.
If you look back, there's only one thing that comes to mind.
(Adult Gourmet Club)
A gathering of adults enjoying the women of the whorehouse, launched with Tauro.
Two men and women enter one room at a time, swapping Tauro and women along the way to see each other's flavors.
(Poisoning or looking for weaknesses. tauro taught me a lot)
In any case, it is the famous Doctor Slime in the Wangdu Hanayu Realm. Not even to my feet, such as the visibility of my 'skewered whirlwind'.
There was as much to learn.
(Since I started touring the whorehouse with Mr. Tauro, my arms are up, whether you're a woman or a pilot)
Cornell sincerely thanked Tauro for getting to know him and for being a friend.
(When we get home safely, we'll play together again)
Cornell called that to Tauro in his heart, to move the B-Class Knight forward.
(Hmm?)
A pleasant neighborhood in Wangdu.
In the centre of it is the luxury whorehouse Sione.
In front of the brilliant side line of youth in the hall, Tauro could not choose.
But all of a sudden, I look up at the ceiling as if I felt something.
(Are you out of your mind)
I just felt like I was being called by a name.
(It's been a long time since I've been able to make a decision)
I began to know the horror of what was called blank.
I guess it's because I don't have any full sports experience.
(I've already lifted the ban on entry and exit. You can come whenever you want)
I told myself strongly.
As it is, I can't decide for long.
(All right. Here it is)
Sitting in a sideline seat, she glances at her shoulder-length, sarcastic hair.
White pleated skirt with short sleeve white blouse with blue collar.
When her eyes met, the girl smiled shaking her oblique forehead.
"I'd like her, please"
To my words, the concierge bows respectfully.
And I put my hands together with the girl and went up the stairs.