Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru
<Chapter 3: We Gather on the Black Flag>
Fifth day since you came to the left continent, that's the sixth day? After all four days? The sense of time is out of order because of jet lag and being in a contraindicated forest.
To be honest, I feel like I'm here for another month.
I got used to the cold morning.
Both clear cold air and wind are harsh but tolerable.
Am I adaptable? Well, otherwise you wouldn't want to go to a different world.
Snow was starting to fall again.
From today, it may pile up considerably. Once serious snowfall begins, military movements will stagnate. The enemy could not miss it.
"Your Majesty"
"Um, how many people?"
Your Majesty and us are looking at the plains at the Watchtower.
"The total number of enemies is 40,000."
In my report, Her Majesty laughs. A smile like a child.
Both Zamongrass and Regre laugh. This is an evil smile. I'm bitter laugh.
"Two helmets, the flag of Robbs. And only one flag.
The plains are full of black army with gold.
There is only one flag. Robbs' flag, which is also named in the wind obnacle.
"I'm crazy."
"It's almost as good as a dragon."
"Now, as a foolish dragon, 20,000 would eat it. Anything beyond that would be hungry."
With Valsina, perhaps 40,000 might have been scattered. If you think about it now, it's nothing.
"Your Majesty is coming closer."
I will report again.
Kazuki escapes from the waves of the great army, and runs close to him.
"A special envoy. We'll all welcome you."
"Yes"
In His Majesty's words, everyone got off the watchtower.
After a while the horse will come.
The jockey is a young man. The beard is still short. The armor is new and unbroken.
"I'm sorry from the horse! I'm the strong redhead, you're King Dynesleif!"
"Um, certainly."
He is a loud young man.
"It's durandal! The son of Dugan Stelch Holobi Robbs! He came with a statement from his father!"
"Say!"
"Tomorrow! At the dawn! With your entire army, destroy your country! Let's reach the end worthy of the name of Astalia!"
"Um, come on."
"And this is a personal story about it."
Suddenly my voice is getting quieter.
"I want to have Princess Amelia bride!"
"Hoo"
Her Majesty's killing expands.
"Take it as you like, after you kill the fool."
"Sure! Let's meet on the battlefield!"
"Um"
Young Robbs leaves.
He muttered that he would absolutely kill him.
He died absolutely.
"Now, Zamongrass, Legre, Sawyer. It was a short time, but he served me well. Tomorrow morning, I'll be the last to take the stupid fate."
"Your Majesty, please let me go at least until the last minute."
"That's right."
The opinion of Zamongrass and Legre,
"Naranu"
I was bounced off.
"Last, forget everything and fight. As a man, not a king. But I'll show you the true war.
He lowered his head with Zamongrass.
"Yes, His Majesty. I was honored to serve you."
"I also"
"I have time for this. Save the goodbye. Sorry, stay alone for a while."
All three lower their heads.
His Majesty left for the castle.
"Soya"
Called by Zamongrass and given a scroll and a ring. The ring is a seal. Pressing on sealing wax. Things used by nobles and famous firms.
"The seal used by the ghosts of the Elysian ghosts, and a fake proof of your name."
"Soya Urs La Tilt?"
When I open my certificate, my name is written.
"Go south and treat the Knights of Elysium as an aristocrat. There is no problem with that.
You are given two pouches, saying it's Rojigin.
One is gold coins and the other is a lot of jewelry grains.
Jewelry is the amount you can buy a ship for each crew.
"Legret, you've been on the certificate for Sawyer's mistress. Even though he was an old friend, he helped me with a quick call."
"Huh? What about the grandfather?"
"I have a good night life"
"keep company"
"It is useless"
"turn down"
Legre and Zamongrass struggle.
I go away and climb the watchtower. I just wanted to be alone.
In front of your eyes, there are 40,000 corps.
Against a king.
Your Majesty will rush into it tomorrow.
I can't imagine my Majesty losing. But it is not immortal to be your Majesty. Continues to shed blood and dies if the heart stops. But until there, he will kill to kill.
Did they die 20,000 or 30,000? Killings that are incomparable to Legre and Zamongrass are performed.
At the end, die.
Out of spears, broken swords, robbed enemies of their enemies, leaving only their bodies.
He receives arrows and spears all over his body, advances with the strength of a demon, and does not stop even if he takes the head of a general.
The plains will be stained with blood.
It is a red color that cannot be hidden by the whiteness of snow.
It's my ideal death.
But,
There is no extinguished flame. The heat cools down immediately.
At the end, everything disappears into dust. The memories of the battlefield flow as the seasons change, the nation changes name, changes people, and is reborn. Only wind-like words leave Ashtalia's name.
I just can't forgive it.
can not forgive.
I couldn't forgive.