Wilderness south of Awok.
At the top of the hole on a huge rind bowl with its mouth open there continued a magical attack by the knight.
"Dear Reaper, just do your best. But how about this?
Reapers looking to even earth while shielding Craigolem.
The classic knights, painted green and white, bounce around with leaps and hover attitude control, changing places to target the reaper.
"Hit you!
He didn't cut it off and hit the stomach of the reaper.
Though it won't be destroyed, it seems the damage was enormous. One knee on the spot.
With his left hand, he caned the Great Sickle Death Size, while removing a short cane and wand from his waist and pointing it towards the Green and White Knight.
Ha ha.
A green and white knight who easily avoided the red light emitted and the arrows of fire.
Is the amount of magic you can do to shoot magic okay?
What sets the tone apart is the wave of laughter.
Seeing the reaper who stopped the movement, the captain rider, who was further in the upper echelons, speaks out.
'It's time to decide. Hold her back and hold her leg.'
Captain sitting in the cockpit.
I looked lightly at the knights of the people, but even looked at the firmness of the reaper.
(Exactly A grade)
As it is now, it takes too long to defeat.
I'm also worried about my men being smashed in the face and stretched downstairs. Already a bunch of craygolems are gathering to eat.
(Do it)
The captain decided to unleash a powerful blow, even with long shooting intervals.
Jump back to the surface, stand on one knee and aim for Reaper from the edge of the big hole.
(You're in the way)
The knight shook his head in the motion of pulling his forehead over his eyes. It was in tune with the maneuver's movements, which can be described as habits.
Extraordinarily large amounts of magic began to fill and the ambient air shook out.
(Chuckles)
Groans as he suppresses the vibrating wand Rifle with force. It is hard for him, the captain, to pour all this magic into it.
(Until activated, a little more)
Bear with your teeth as you eat them up so that Reaper doesn't come off the aiming device Ironsight.
The armor started rattling because of the tight tightening of both sides.
From there, the perspective goes to the top of the rocky mountain behind it.
It is the kingdom merchant Guild Knight, the old lady "Old Lady" who stomachs there and sets up his wand "Rifle".
(Chance!)
A knight made of crystal, raised from his forehead. I scream in my heart as I fit that in my aimer Iron Sight.
I was aiming earlier, but I couldn't help but jump around at high speeds.
If you miss the shot, you'll be out of position and could eat a backlash. I could not risk that.
Don't move.
I don't know when to resume moving.
With the amount of magic I could shoot right away, I fired instantly.
(All right!)
Confirm the hit and immediately sleep the wand Rifle on the ground.
Still, my eyes don't distract me from the big hole situation.
The green and white knight, struck through the chest from his back, fell straight to the front.
"... Captain?
Head down, captain riding falling off.
The men staring at it had no idea what had happened.
"Enemy? Were there others?"
A horse rushes back to the ground in a hurry. I only put my head on the ground to check the situation.
"Become?!
My colleagues, who were looking up at it from the lower levels, raise their voices of surprise.
Because the knight's head was blown away and the fragments came down.
Lost from his neck, the knight slips straight down the slope and stops on one lower platform. The figure was the threaded doll itself.
(Ranged Magic Attack!
Running wars.
Only the way we fought we were good at, and we knew enough about the horror.
(Retreat once. But I can't get out of the surface)
Looking back at the remaining bureaucratic rides in an attempt to collaborate.
But what was there was the appearance of a reaper approaching at a fierce rate.
"Uh-oh!
Screaming out loud, jumping big on the spot.
But in time, Yokogi's Sickle Death Size amputated her lower back. The Green and White Knight, divided in two, slips off the slopes and goes.
(No!
The rest of the horsemen, who saw how it was, jumped to the ground.
(Hip!)
Immediately afterwards, white light passing nearby.
A leaking, unconscious scream from the pilot's mouth.
When we hung the hover for air travel, an arrow of light (magic missile) passed through the position we had just been in.
(It's an elf!
Intuitively, the pilot shouts to his heart.
The nearby top of the rocky mountain, from which successive arrows of light (magic missiles) are emitted.
I couldn't think of anything like this except an elf pilot.
(Damn)
Try to escape like rolling.
I barely hit it. But the surrounding ground splashes fragments with continuous landing.
(Not a lined elf. Is this... high elf?
I can't see clearly, but it's probably a ride that's shooting at me.
So much continuity, so far so powerful. It's very impossible for us to achieve.
If it was an elf, it was thought to be a high elf class.
(Why? Why is the high elf knight here? And why are they after us?
Doubtful and confusing. While panicking, the Green and White Knight began to hover all the way northwest.
Behind it, the edge of the big hole.
Reapers, who had finally reached the earth, were flabbergasted by the sight outside.
Green and white knights fleeing while serpentine. And the arrows of white light struck it continuously from the top of the rocky mountain.
The back of a knight who keeps scratching in desperate condition. That was some distance away, and the shooting from the rocky mountains stopped.
(Next?)
With the Sickle Death Size in both hands, bend your knees and drop your hips.
I don't have a countermeasure, but I'm not going to give up.
……
But the attack didn't come. Conversely, there are signs of going down to the north side of Rock Mountain.
(Are you on my side?
There are no verses that come to mind.
(Mercenaries?)
None of the possibilities are close, but we will consider the matter once and for all.
If you're a knight who wants a clerk, or a mercenary knight who earns points, you'll appeal all the way here.
There's no way he won't show up.
(I don't know who it is, but it helped me for now)
I feel the sign of a knight behind my back and look back.
There it is, the figure of a two-horsemen border knight. Both had suffered considerable damage.
"I managed to take one down."
"He was headless, though."
Apparently, after the battlefield moved to the surface, he went for the ground on his own.
If you ask me, I was getting rid of the stone golem, and I ran into a green and white knight.
A magic attack fired at close range blurred, but the two said they managed to knock their enemies off.
"Lord Reaper, what shall we do now?"
Asked for instructions, Reaper glances at the Great Hole.
The four horsemen, green and white, who fell to the bottom, already had the golems, and had begun to eat.
Next we see ourselves.
(You can't do this any more)
Both myself and the border knight are damaged. I don't even care about the amount of magic left.
There was no leeway left to go collect the evidence.
"We're leaving."
Tons of golems. Classic knights painted green and white. And a mysterious knight who doesn't know if he's an enemy or an ally.
(Cases to Ask for Judgment of Borderline Uncle)
The knights, led by Reaper, headed towards Landburn with some of their legs drawn.
Almost at the same time, downtown Landburn.
A coffee shop named 'Black Rose (Pyle Bunker)' just walked into the sidewalk a little bit.
In the store are six box seats and a counter. Behind the counter stood an elderly gentleman, offering drinks upon order.
"Master, coffee, please"
An artisan-style man comes into the store and takes the counter seat as he places his order.
While preparing the coffee siphon, the old gentleman with the white chobi mustache gave him an unexpected look.
"It's not a weekend, but it's rare. Have you finished your work?
"It's off duty over there today. I've managed to get through this."
Laughs happily, a man in his late twenties. His job is carpentry, and a regular here.
Looking lightly around him, he returns his words to the master.
"It's been a long time since we've had a weekday evening, but you have quite a few guests."
"It's spreading, I guess."
Smiling, take the coffee to the counter. The carpenter's young man took the cup and moaned his nose at the scent.
"Oh, there you are."
Chillin, the door opens with the sound of a bell, and a new guest comes to the store.
A black toned uniform with a rose-figured pilot's badge on the chest. Men wandering around in the box near the entrance, complaining about their appearance.
"... Rose Knight"
"It's not the munchkin 'thing, it's here."
I licked my lips and a young man tried to take a seat.
"Stop it."
Stopped by an old man across the street, bending a single eyebrow. But with the words that went on, I sat back in my seat again.
"He's booked."
Rose Knight, a rose knight looking around the store. Following that gaze, he stopped at the artisan-style man sitting at the counter.
I guess you know him, the artisan-style man has one small hand up.
"You're doing great."
The young man who was about to stand up earlier says, pointing his mouth and looking envious.
Artisan-style man and rose knight Rose Knight are lovers to each other.
And this store is a place where a few of them can lay their asses over each other at will.
With the eyes of two people sitting shoulder to shoulder, Master, the shopkeeper, narrows his eyes.
(I didn't know it would be better if I became an Imperial Territory)
It all began with the fall of Landburn and the arrival of the Rose Knights.
The pilots of the Rose Knights aren't just training in their quarters.
At night, go out to the city, eat and drink, and speak to those who go to the city.
"Why would a man speak to a man?"
Creepy citizens. But the pilots are not in a bad mood.
"Well, don't say that. Let's have a drink together, because we'll be extravagant."
Don't be afraid, they keep inviting you with a smile.
At first glance, that act seems futile. But repeated voices were beginning to make a difference in the minds of some.
"Qualities I Didn't Know Even Myself"
Is it like that?
Lightly. A large number of drinks were noisy and bright and fun.
"Next time, let's have dinner."
Untired men hanging out with each other. Not bad, I think some of them.
Those who gave their contact details were invited to dinner and went out to play with them.
And when I realized it, I moved on to the same pillow that greeted me in the morning.
Thank God.
As a minority, I was feeling lonely, Master.
An increasing number of like-minded people. To help, he threw in his old age money and opened the shop.
And now, management is going well.
"The Rosy Wind Blowing from the Empire"
It certainly brought new values to Landburn.
"Cheers."
In front of the master, two people with a glass of water splitting. From the box seat behind it, a sharp gaze flies to the back of the carpenter's youth.
"I want a pilot's lover too."
Though it is a hateful tone, the words echo the sound of envy.
"Fine."
The old man sitting across the street also leaked a hot exhale as he took the lead.
Pilot with high pay and high social status. But that's not the only reason.
Forged flesh and the power that came over living and dying on the battlefield. That's what sweetly melts their hearts.
(Eye aches)
That's what I think to my heart is the carpenter youth sitting at the counter.
I was dating Rose Knight, but I felt jealousy stab me in the back like an arrow.
(I didn't know I could hang out with the pilot. Thanks to my parents)
He wanted a lover and started going to this store.
"Black Rose (Pyle Banker)" is Landburn's only place where flowers and bees meet.
I don't want to be a pilot or anything. But the nature of not being able to proactively step forward outside of work.
It was difficult to escape from celibacy.
(lonely)
On the way home after closing, you often sigh alone.
But the turning point comes abruptly at one point.
"From today on, why don't you go to the Knights' quarters"
They were directed by their parents.
It's not like my parents knew he was awake. Normal people's parents just pushed them because they didn't want to go.
(Yay!
Where the coveted pilots live. To the joy of being able to work there, go to the scene while shining your face.
Until then, Landburn was not stationed by the Knights. There are many pilots there, so there are many jobs.
Additions, alterations and new buildings. The request continues uninterrupted.
(I want you to live in a good environment)
He works with all his heart with that thought in his chest, every day, without losing his hand.
There was a man staring admirably at that figure.
"Thank you every day. Why don't you join us for dinner next time?
A man thirty front wrapped his body like a rugby player in the uniform of the Rose Knight.
A young carpenter who marvels at the unwanted invitations and mumbles.
(Quick, you have to answer quickly)
But in a hurry, there are no words. It only creates an unconscious look and opens and closes the mouth.
This was one reason why he couldn't have a boyfriend.
"Oh, I'd love to."
Squeeze out at last thought.
Unlike their previous counterparts, the pilot waited patiently with a calm expression.
It would have been compatible. The two of us are making rapid progress.
A week later, he dedicated his first time to Rose Knight.
(It was nice)
The gentle smile of the pilot when he found out he had no experience. And then, gentle treatment.
Even now I remember, the front is pointy and the back is hot.
(so happy, is it okay)
Backward feeling of happiness.
Then they adjusted their plans with each other, and met each other at the store.
(Hmm?)
But today's pilot had something different atmosphere than usual.
(That's weird)
Even if we talk about it, the reply ride is one bad thing right now.
Sometimes there's an atmosphere where you're thinking about something else.
(No way, goodbye?
An ice sword pierces my chest.
But knowing that he was not a popular person, he was also prepared.
As the occasional pussy reached my ear, I felt the best that I had not caught it.
I've been too happy.
The fun and warm days since we met flow like a running lantern.
When he saw the pilot opening his mouth in such a way that he could not tell, he closed his eyes strongly.
I was wondering if you could take this.
A young carpenter who receives a different word than expected and roughly opens his eyes.
Then there was a small box, which was offered by the palm of each hand.
"... Huh?
Even though I'm confused, I can open it in my hand.
Then inside, there was a silvercrafted necklace.
"Huh!"
I can't help but hold my breath.
At the end of the thin silver chain is a ring made of the same silver. There was a leaf mark dug into the world tree.
(Elf brand!
With this one, it would be comparable to his six-month income.
Turning to the pilot with surprise, he was rubbing his fingers beneath his nose with illumination.
And blur, and leak the word.
"Rent a house and live with me"
factual proposal.
Word that feathers grow in my heart and fly. Young carpenters realize that it is not just a matter of time.
Really, I was wrapped up in a fluffy floating sensation.
(From now on, we can always be together)
I'm more than happy with that.
The carpenter's young man clung to the thick chest plate of the Rose Knight and nodded many times, spilling tears.
A lover's hand gently mows his short, pruned back head.
"Shit."
Heard it from behind, light tongue punch.
Immediately after that, words are thrown.
"I can't help it, I'll bless you"
Box seats near the entrance. It is called the Hunter Seat, and mainly those who are recruiting lovers sit down.
One of them uttered words to throw up.
"Yes, yes, thank you."
And clap with an unpleasant look.
The other guests start applauding as they throw in the words of celebration.
"Be happy."
"Congratulations"
The two of us laughed happily as they grabbed their heads, surprised by the sudden accomplishments.
……
But to the applause that lasts forever, I begin to feel uncomfortable.
Then from his back, the master whispered.
"Everyone's waiting."
An elderly gentleman, the lord of this shop.
Two people who understood the meaning of the word, one beat late. When we gazed at each other, we nodded together.
(That's just embarrassing)
That word sounded faint in a pressing applause. Was it the pilot's or the carpenter's youth's?
The two ready stare at each other and exchange vow kisses in front of everyone.
"It's hot!
A long mouthfeel that lasts forever as you breathe in the flying wild next.
The applause and cheer were stronger.