Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 61 Evening Murimuri Castle

A group of well-dressed knights, with a high degree of skill in neat behavior.

And what I'm flying is the Wang Brother Flag, the line of the current King's deputy.

All dressed in fine equipment, some of them luxurious enough to attract attention.

Powerful enough to wield the unique majesty and awe of a fully equipped, elite army.

It has the power to nail people's eyes to a knighthood equipped with expensive full body armor.

But what caught my eye was a luxuriously built carriage that I had never seen in the kingdom.

It looks like a mansion with a chariot.

Moreover, it is so light that it cannot be imagined from a giant, and there is no appearance of fine dust shaking as it is towed by the horse to flow smoothly.

Prior to that, the princess knight in a glossy armor leads and protects in an exquisite way, and the beautiful knights guard and follow him around.

Only the place looks as beautiful and radiant as a dream story.

Overwhelming authority and style enough for a king to drool his head when he says king all over the continent.

A majestic beauty until so many seem to lay flat in awe.

It is so full of majesty and majesty that it merely goes ahead and dominates.

"I'm a prisoner. Once locked in a cage, he starts his own lavish life, and sometimes walks free, usually returns home, but he's a prisoner."

A forehand soldier tells, as tired as he is.

Apparently, that shitty, luxurious carriage that attracts all the viewers and makes them kneel was an improvised cell?

I don't know what that means. Well, I'm used to it every time.

There are numerous unintelligible events that occur in this world, but it is largely always juvenile entanglement that is so unintelligible as to make sense.

When the lavish doors of a majestic carriage are opened, a prisoner who is at large and captured walks out.

A boy in a black cape comes down flat from the door and walks out with beautiful knights beside the princess knight.

The knights rush to pave the way and gently advance in front of it.

Walk without a glance at the royal king's brother, the king's deputy.

It's different.

That's the character of a champion.

A nobleman, a lord, a royal. Where I called him a king, he's unintentional.

The overwhelming character that makes authority, glory, prestige and power shine.

Overwhelming stature, identity, position, height, etc. and teeth, just reminding you of yourself.

The King's acting brother, dressed in the armor of a royal tradition, treated the elephant crowd.

There is no prestige in its power, no brilliant dressing, and everyone is always drunk by the authority of a boy who spends only one stroke of time in the wind and moon.

And as usual, he walks leisurely, letting the authority of a nation pave the way and leaves the king and walks by following the princess.

"I just left, and as I left, I wonder what I went to, what the hell? You're still only ready to open a souvenir shop, and you're going home? Like what? What are you doing, Mr. Meri Father? Finally, you're here to apologize to Mr. Murimuri and you're being kicked out? I don't even eat Kobo for a couple fights, but if you're a bitch, you think you can lend me anything? Does it hurt? Targeted?"

Laugh and welcome the boy, all you can do is laugh. This is too different, so it's like people are challenging mountains and seas, and they don't even care.

"Hey Yao-jun, the princess has taken care of you. Well, it's not outside, and let's talk slowly inside Murimuri Castle... because at some point the name of Murimuri Castle is usually settled all over the border, why not? I just came to pick you up, and I'm not kicked out of a husband-and-wife fight, so I hope you won't let me, huh? Wouldn't it be too pathetic if I let poor people get kicked out of a Ninglo couple fight? It would help if you stopped me, but I'm not kicked out."

Let me show you around and greet His Excellency Brother Wang. He seems overwhelmed and suddenly solidified. Let's welcome him up.

I've had a stiff head since I was a kid. Back then, my brother, who was still Prince Wang, was told to turn to the mountain and say, "It's before the king, keep your head down," but apparently he was right.

He was polite, serious, brotherly and hard-working, but not accommodating. And I'm too honest and honest.

Under these circumstances, I don't think I have time to rest on behalf of the king. I guess I continued to suffer from the fact that my face was sneaky and I created a neighborhood in my eyes, and my tired expression snapped on my face. The country entrusted to him while he was struggling with his brother's illness in the king broke, blaming himself so insanely, he must have come here determined and ready.

From behind, he says the laughter of the boys who are supposed to be prisoners is constant, but before him, the proxy king of the kingdom is trembling with an unspoken and sad face. I suffered too much from my sense of responsibility.

"Welcome, Your Excellency Brother Wang. I am delighted that you yourself have come to this final border. Let me welcome you as the head of the Omui family, it's narrow and painful... (CHILLING) Well, it's a fine, thankful and good castle, but please come inside, at least let me welcome you with my generosity."

"Such excessive gratitude is unnecessary, Lord Mellototham, for it is the royal family of Diorail who bow their heads to the border of the land. For those of us in Diorail, the periphery is a land where we should bow our heads, and we are not qualified to bow our heads. Sir Melotosum... I'm sorry, Master Melotosum... I'm sorry."

It's a sinking face that's going to cry now, it hasn't changed since I was a kid at all. He remains a sturdy man made by consolidating authority, courtesy and a sense of conservative responsibility, the opposite of his free-flowing brother. The royal family hasn't done anything, and even though he asks Master Sharicelles as much as he has always tried to keep the border protected... he must have come to bear all the blame as a substitute king.

It's a big mistake, but I guess it's an apology and redemption for the peripheral demise.

To say that there are no shards in this neighborhood, such as the kingdom and the Patriarchate's willingness to perish because all the nations of the worst continent have turned to their enemies. It doesn't matter to us anymore if we can't win (etc.), we are unwilling to lose and we are unwilling to perish. We are not allowed to give up and mourn already, we have received so much from the boy laughing behind us, so much so that he gave us something wonderful.

But one day they said they'd let the mountains bow their heads, but they still haven't noticed the feat that they've come to capture a boy who drops the Great Labyrinth and kills the Devil's Forest. Well, I don't think you noticed either. I'm sure you shouldn't ask for an explanation, let's ask the interpreter next time.

Still deeply bowing his head, Brother Wang mourned the tragedy of the impending border and wondered if the substitute king himself had come here to redeem himself.

Whisper, Brother Wang...... talk to Musjix. "The story will be good inside, plus don't let the king bow his head in front of the minister even on surrogacy. If the king, lift up his chest, and musjix," and when he said so and slapped his back, he lifted up his tired face gradually. I haven't seen him for a while, but he's thin and old, and I'll feed him something delicious... ask Yuki.

I've got a lot to talk about and I want to hear, but let's give it a rest first. Everyone is exhausted and their equipment is dirty, and unusually small in number for a king's line. Has Brother Wang even been attacked - is it still the Patriarchate?

I guess you're here to tell me there's going to be a war and a tragedy, you're here to apologize for that as a king.

Have you come to atone with its neck as king with the upcoming wars and tragedies and dooms of the periphery?

But even if they say there's going to be a tragedy, honestly, I can't think of any means to drop this neighborhood?

It's the foundation of the military, but when defending it, think about how to attack it there. So I figured out both the executives and the military of the border army, lined up all the ways to take down this border, scrutinized, elaborated and conceived and considered it. You can't drop it - if you come to the conclusion that you just have to rub it down in the war of attrition, or whatever army you have in the war of attrition, you rub it down first and disappear.

I wonder how we're going to do that?

Besides, challenging the battle in a situation where there is that boy on the periphery only seems insane, and even the princess of the sword with the strongest close guards could not lead the battle in the first place. It's a pre-military problem, and that's the big problem.

That boy is familiar with the military, and it's good to say that the military, the strategy, the tactics, the ploys are the authority. That boy gave it to me. "What are you, a faggot or something? Well, the border? defense white paper, but I wrote it right, so it's not a white paper, is it?" The book was packed with all the military stuff I had never thought of before. It was a horrible book that could even be described as the art of sophisticated combat with all the tactical research done and the results explored, and I still didn't remember the name of the city.

But the tactical boy ran out of time, saying, "It's best to win without fighting, right? I mean, if I let you fight, you lose? Like?". And that's terribly true.

I don't care what you think. Those boys are the ones who can't drop it more than the border. If we can do something about that, we'll just do something about it in the Great Labyrinth or in the Devil's Forest.

Even though those boys are laughing, and this tells them to perish, "How?" enough to make me want to hear it back. Why don't we go ask him how he's gonna do it for later school?