A herd of giant Kamakiri (Double Axe) occupying a small town. Fight it against them, knights of the Knights of the Kingdom.
From the mountains behind the town, there were knights overlooking them.
That number four horsemen. All painted in a single brown colour, with no crest anywhere to indicate belonging.
The chest hatch of all knights was open, and the pilots exchanged words in flesh while using the knight's eyes.
"It was a miscalculation that the Knights were coming out."
One says with a bitter look.
"If it's ever been a pattern, it was supposed to be the Merchant Guild that comes first"
The voice of those who answer is heavy.
In past instances, such a big guy. That's why the Knights didn't move unless even a massive herd of heavily riding Heavy Lancers emerged.
"But you let the Knights take you down here with zero results after all the time and effort."
They will also find a giant Kamakiri (Double Axe) female prepared for bait.
That's not very good.
"The Knights of the Kingdom, albeit of Class C. Defeat the Four Horse and it will be an excuse."
They snort.
"All right, I'm gonna go all at once, anticipating a giant Kamakiri (Double Axe) being hit. It's not possible, but don't be late."
My men nodded bitterly.
As the Knights of the Kingdom continue their struggle, there is a figure of a one-horse Grade B knight approaching this town from the north.
The crest on your chest belongs to the Allied kingdoms of the Northern nations.
(Our people. I came to that rescue, but it looks like I've already evacuated)
Looking away at the unpopular town, the pilot grates his chest.
The town is as close to the Nicea Cassian country as it is.
There were a few, but they stayed.
King worried about their safety after receiving reports of a massive Kamakiri (Double Axe) attack. He immediately summoned and dispatched Lightning.
(Wasted this too)
It's in a small storage compartment, an autograph from the King.
In order to rescue its own nationals, it is noted that it will cross the border.
(But you're an unusual knight. like grade B, like grade C)
He looks like a typical Class B knight, but to see him fight, he felt like he didn't have the performance to look like him.
(It's a lot of things)
Lightning with less experience as a pilot and less knowledge of knights.
I don't get any more thoughts.
(Their prey. extra handouts, you shouldn't)
Like you're in a predicament, you can't see it.
Let me give you a hand if you ask for help. That's what I thought, while watching them fight.
South of town, mountain slopes.
There was the figure of a beige knight who stood on one knee and looked away.
(Is that cavalry lightning? Long time no see.)
It's the knight on the mature Viscount. You can't even look at it wrong.
The ponytails skilfully defeat the Warcraft as they struggle. And when he admired it, he found the knight behind it.
(If you have lightning, it's all right now)
That man is a terrible sword user.
Anyway, the speed and accuracy of sword strikes is unusual.
It is enough to keep pushing the steep point of the moving stone golem accurately with a spike sword, causing it to snap open (snap). Besides, it's in C grade.
(If Lightning rides B, I guess it's a good place to go for Class A opponents)
Probably, but melee capability approaches Class A.
I unloaded the cane "Rifle" I had set up, turned my neck and made a cockroach noise.
The Knight of Nicea Cassia arrives on the north side of the town, arms in arms.
Its eyes stared at the knights of the kingdom who had finished the battle.
(Brilliant)
With that cockpit, Lightning is impressed.
It was a performance cavalry that was never expensive, and we finished knocking down the Warcraft in tandem with our ideas.
The wreckage of a falling giant Kamakiri (Double Axe). There are individuals who move their legs like they do, but it will also stop soon.
(go say hello)
I can't stand in the way now.
We also need to clarify that we crossed the border without authorization.
As he stepped out of the knight, he seemed to have noticed as well.
They also begin to keep their swords in their sheaths in the form of knights from friendly countries who approach them with their swords in their sheaths.
(Hmm?)
Something hooked me up to Lightning's sense of smell.
It doesn't smell physical. That's a sign, and a sword swallow thing.
(Were you waiting until you finished defeating the Warcraft?
The knights of the kingdom, if you look at them, are a lot exhausted.
(Bandit knight? You want me to take them down and take the whole thing?
More and more bandits with knights near the border these days. Lightning's head has that.
(Either way, I'd rather deal with this place myself)
Send signals with your hands, turn them behind your back, and advance out.
And put in the external audio, who did what towards the mountains near town.
'I don't know who it is, but come out. Even if you're hiding, you can't hide the signs.'
To the words of Lightning, the kingdom knights also look around.
(Hmm. No reply? next would be exercising strength)
Keep them behind your back with your hands, which would have been worn out in the battle against the Warcraft.
Then he sheathed his sword and wandered around without alarm.
Are you here?
The next moment, the Brown monochromatic knights jump out of the woods in the front, left and right.
I've already pulled a knife and I'm running out. All three horsemen were on their way to Lightning.
Given the difference in performance from Class C, the biggest threat is Nicea Cassia's Class B Knight. I guess I turned my full attention to that elimination.
(Class B? And three horsemen!
Stunning, lightning that eliminates complexion.
It was expected that the C class would be several rides.
Looking for the whole of the northern countries, such as the class B trio, does not exist. To say the assumption is sweet would be cruel.
(Bad)
My fear of death grips my heart.
When it comes to class B knights for Lightning, it's just the person who says master and the rider in front of this knight.
That fight resurrects in the back of my brain. I didn't think I could win.
(... but if I fight, they'll kill me)
Whatever you think, it's only class C performance, the knights behind it.
Those who rushed to help the people of the city, and exorcised the beasts of warfare. I can't abandon you and run away.
Lightning in the cockpit, nodding quietly.
Fears and strays quickly vanished from his heart.
"Come!"
At the same time as shouting, Lightning shows divine speed stepping in.
The appearance of jumping into an attacking enemy without fear. It's the pinnacle of Lightning's school.
Too unexpected to penetrate, the front Brown knight can't hide the confusion.
There was a moment before I started waving my sword down.
(slow)
Lightning sticks his sword tip into the joints of his arms and cuts the tip off his elbow with each sword.
(to this extent)
The first opponent was not an armed pilot.
The worst is avoided and my mind lightens up just a little bit.
(Next!)
A knight who loses one arm and loses his posture. Pass by that side and change direction at right angles.
With explosive steps, he shocks heavily on the ground, while approaching the side of another horse like an arrow.
The enemy, who noticed the rapidly approaching lightning, hurried to rebuild his shield.
(empty below)
Sink yourself into the ground and tease the lower edge of the shield.
And almost from directly below, he shoved his sword up sharply. It is a momentum that releases the leg strength that builds up like a spring and just jumps up.
(All right!)
The force penetrates the chest armor, which should be robust, and reaches the cockpit.
From the tip of the sword, which was immediately pulled out, a thin thread of blood was drawn.
(Can we go?
Neither have they been able to come about their speed.
If the last one is about the same level, we should be able to knock him out.
Think so. Turn your face to another ride.
But the knight had already tried to leave.
They must have defeated the two horsemen early in the arrow succession and realized the strength of lightning.
(Not in the right direction)
They're going to break through the city and flee north.
And along the way, the knights of the kingdom stand. If they wave their swords, they won't be intact.
Let me have it.
That's all we have, we can rush.
Something glowed small at the edge of his sight as he bent his legs and began to give him the strength he needed to step in.
The next moment, the Brown Knights were beginning to advance to the Kingdom Knights. Its right leg blows out of its roots.
The knight who lost one leg flew through space inert and clashed to the ground in front of the kingdom knights. Rolled hard.
I try to get up, but before that, the kingdom knights flock and start beating me with their swords.
(This is...)
I don't know, there's a little laugh in my mouth.
I almost relaxed for a moment, but the signs of enemies from behind wouldn't allow it.
Looking back, the figure of a one-handed Brown knight. He had changed his sword to his left hand and was shaking it up loudly.
"Lightning Sword!"
It only looks like a blow to a regular person, three pokes.
On the tip of the sword concentrated on the lower back, the knight is unbearably divided into two parts.
Upper body, including cockpit, falls to hard ground. Once he played it small, he half-rotated and stopped.
(Did you see it)
After kicking the fallen sword, we see the mountains of the South. And I shrugged to my heart.
There is certainty in lightning.
I felt it in the mountains earlier, white glitter.
Shortly after, one foot of the blown enemy knight.
It was a defensive battle in the vicinity of the Nicea Cassia country. Because it was the very event we saw there.
(I'm also a little stronger than before)
Then it was only by pushing the magic drain that he activated the unnecessary Special Attack.
It was a greeting to a respected person who became lightning.
(But this time, further afield. And it's getting more powerful)
The kingdom knights rarely beat knights who have lost one leg. Take a look at the mountains of the South as you put it in a corner of your sight. And I took a deep sigh.
(That's something you can't catch up with)
That back, far away.
Not too far away, enough to even remember to faint.
At that time, I feel the reflection of sunlight in the corner of my vision and turn to the side.
(You were still there!
Across the valley. There, there was the figure of a Brown knight climbing the slope.
Obviously, I'm doing everything in my power to escape.
And unfortunately, I don't have the means to attack at this distance.
(... okay? There's that one. You can't possibly get away with it)
Shortly after that monologue, Brown's knight suddenly leans back and rolls down the slope.
Naturally, just before, there was a white glint running in the woods of the South.
(What?)
Set aside for quite a while, the modest shooting sounds reach your ears with attention.
I didn't have a voice for much vibrancy and just kept looking at the knight's disappearing slopes.
"Um, thank you for your help."
External audio with a slight crack that breaks it down.
Looking back, a one-horse kingdom knight was advancing.
Behind you, the Brown Knight barely fastens the prototype. Looks like he stabbed a stop.
"Safe and above all."
Go on. Lightning explains why he came here.
Rescue of the Niceacasian people who were staying in this town. I hear the Knight of the Kingdom was convinced of its content. Shake your head vertically once.
"Uh, uh, what is it?"
But then it seems like it's hard to say anything.
Urging silently, he spoke out with a voice that seemed sorry.
"Well, I suppose I should be thanking you for something, but there's a lot to be done about securing evidence."
Apparently, I'm stuck between work and practice, and I'm in trouble.
The way it looks, I smile unexpectedly.
Because I remember when I was helped by the old lady Old Lady.
(Oh, that's how Lord Tauro felt then)
Don't try to get any thanks while keeping the stone golem down.
In a similar position, I finally think of it.
'I don't want any thanks,' he said. That's not reluctant or anything, I meant it.
(Then myself, let's emulate that example)
One breath, utter the word.
"Care is unnecessary."
And put your right hand on the side of your face, salute.
When he turns around, he runs out toward the Nicea Cassia country.
Behind it remained the kingdom knights with a slightly flattering atmosphere.
"... you're a faint bastard."
Make sure the distance is wide enough and the old man speaks.
Soon the women bite with fierce momentum.
"Help me, what are you talking about?"
'Isn't that cool! What are you talking about? Reflect!
To too many swordscreens, the old man retreats.
The other old man sincerely felt glad he didn't have to say anything extra.
"Really, there's nothing I can do about it."
A frequently aroused ponytail looks back at his best friend.
Her knight, who stopped biting along the way, stared blurry north.
"... lovely"
Such a voice flows in the wind.
(... you don't know)
Ponytail shrugs his shoulders after a little thought.
This is the situation. I can't help but notice that my best friend is concerned.
Change your mind and tell the old man.
'But you're really amazing at grade B. You were right.'
'... whoa, whoa. Sort of.'
I don't even talk about being defeated.
(It's out of standard. I've never seen it.)
He joins the Knights and makes a scene to put them on the B level, but his confidence suddenly kicks out.
There came a ponytail asking him to do what he deserved.
"Look, you're the captain! I'll start over. Give me directions."
The old man, slapped in the ass, shakes his head and blows his weakness.
Confirmation of the survival of the giant Kamakiri (Double Axe), investigation of the causes gathered here, and handling of this unaccounted for knight.
There was a lot to do.
The four of them split up and resumed their work.