Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 124 Evening City Consulate in Omui

Feast. If only in name, the return of Uncle Omui will be celebrated, and I will also be named a princess. Then the replacement of the Kingsguard division, the predecessor troops will be stationed at two locations: the border and the Wangsguard division while returning to the Wangsguard division to replace them. Officially from the diocesan state, church envoys open the church on the border and preparations for the presence of church troops also begin. Already from the church, declarations denigrating the border and the Virgin are completely withdrawn, offers of apology and cooperation boil down to a welcome mood.

And the tumultuous kingdom of the Beasts is also breathing and forming an army when they reward Uncle Omui at any cost, and this reward is very favorable to the Beasts. The border is delightful. Yes, there is a lot of money in the name of the feast.

I wanted to show you the reason I asked Master Yao for a feast, the soldiers I fought with would have known. I also wanted to show the new arrivals and those who came to prepare for their next stationing well for the return, the real nobility of this neighborhood.

A feast of standing meals lined with gorgeous treats in his eyes, he is still not drunk enough to indulge in many gastronomic dishes.

Unlike the army, we can have walls, but if we fight together, we become comrades and the walls disappear. The Kingsguard I lead is under the command of the royal guard. There are many things of nobility that are difficult to break down from other divisions because they hold titles, but they are indefinitely boneless and even crude, but they do not consign themselves to laughter. They welcome battles and booze. They know the dignity of peace. The kingdom is the strongest and the legend of life. Border troops are said to live... No one drunk can cheerfully behave and cheerfully sing without him. The braves of the kingdom.

Seeing their strength, they awe, and become companions without anyone else because of their flamboyance, they know kindness because they risked their lives on the border and fought through it, they know tragedy and they have fought in hell, so they are boneless, crude, but noble and majestic... and it is thought that it is true nobility.

Running around the bottom of the ground painted with swords, armor and dirt, Hell is the only soldier laughing a song in tune with the Border Army in his place of work. Most of them are nobles, nobles on the Border Army with titles and territories, senior nobles with different titles and ranks than our First Division. If it is the Wang capital, it is a group of titles and high ranks that should sit in the upper seat at a banquet. In any case, a group of heroes with titles of title, rank and labyrinth killer, the barons with titles and rank are superior to the numerous (and even more) just counts in the kingdom.

"Black-haired calamity," "" Cheers! "" "Here's to the brunette princess too!" "" "Cheers!" "" Let's drink to this treat first, shall we? "" "" Oh, my God!

Those who can accommodate the neighbouring cities, which are inherently territories, and live lavishly in consulates commensurate with their salaries. Unlike before, the border is rich, and its revenues will be overflowing, and even the knightly uncle of the kingdom, whose territory is the last village, will be the baron of the kingdom, etc., and the real nobles who will be rich and peaceful enough to put themselves on the dead line and serve as noblemen and swords of the people and shields.

"" "What a hole in the labyrinth ~" (Kupa!) When you see the hole, go in! It's a rush, it's a rush.

Well, I wanted to leave the elegance aside and show you that one. It was those soldiers that I and the soldiers who actually met and fought, that all wanted to tell all the kingdoms. Proud, brave, gentle, authentic nobles, true figures of living legends, not picture books or legends. They are the swords for the people, the true nobles of the kingdom.

The true successor of the many heroes gathered a long time ago in the founding of the kingdom, the Tan of the founding kingdom, and the battle to be fought in the diplomacy of the kingdom, so much for the nobility, is the sword. And he had a sword, and he fought for the people of the kingdom, and he wanted to put an end to the doom, and to make the heroes visible to everyone.

"Here's to the Kingsguard who kicked the labyrinth king's ass hole," "" Kanpai! "" "No, I put my sword in that hole. Cheers to number one!" "" "Kanpaaay!" "" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! "" "Whoa, kappa!!" "

Well, apart from character, bravery and temperament are naturally praised. If you get drunk already, "the city of the territory has become rich," he cries, "even my town has grown big," Shaggy boasts, "The village is rich and the villagers are constantly laughing"... at the end of the day, the drunkards thrive on the story of Master Yao.

Poor lords who invest in making their towns and villages big and splendid and happy without everyone receiving that huge amount of revenue. Uncle Knight sings a noisy Viscount who beat him to a loss compared to drinking with a baron who calls him a common soldier and a comrade of war.

The truth about the Omui border is the vast number of war victims, including the abnormal number of aristocratic deaths, who continue to be miracles until the present world. Young people also die as they deserve, but are stunned by the tremendous number of dead people in old age. Even if you give up your title instead, you will continue to fight, and you will put yourself on the battlefield until the day comes when you cannot fight and retire, but you will therefore die on the battlefield.

And when it comes to hiding and going back to town, you're on the front line, but the old dead continue to be carved on the memorial tablet... the meaning of living as a nobleman in a neighborhood that is said to be only a few, such as a nobleman who puts them in a grave. The truth about the nobility of the border is the fact that the genealogy of the knights among the valiant knights is connected here, that many empty tombs run out in succession. Foolishly noble, nobler than anyone is the living one, whether you die miserably or not.

As these men risked their honorable lives to protect their people, our kingdom was corrupt and tormented by strife and power in the country, and it was to these true aristocrats the commandment of shame that the kingdom and the royal family should take over forever as long as it lasted, that we Diorail bear the sin of perpetual robbery, and that we should be slandered.

"Here's to the princess of the sword!" "" "Kanpai!" "" To the king of the border! "" "" Kanpai! "" "" Dear Murimur, the strongest on the border! "" "Kanpaaay!!" "" To Miss Meriere, Princess Twin Swords! "" "" Cheers! To the brunette killers! "" "" "" Cheers!

Even in a few experiences, the faces of everyone who came to the border changed and became tough, the faces of those who risked their lives in the dead. Those are the eyes because I knew fear and I fought with those eyes. Both the LV and the ascent gear are new, but the biggest harvest is this eye, people can live without anything and thinking, if they serve as they are told, they can get food, even if they live in peace and tranquillity eyes. But the eyes of the people on the border were different, even the people in the town and village had different eyes, it took days to figure it out... the eyes of those who perceived that will dwell in the eyes, that without the will to live they would die easily on the border, that without the will to fight they would not be able to protect anything.

Everyone here doesn't have unwilling eyes anymore, naturally, if you look at those eyes. Immortal beliefs and lofty and brave soldiers on the periphery fear and envy. Unforgiving neither death nor giving up. A vague, pitch-black eye, where will and aspirations. What a warm arrogant shore. Unforgiving endurance shines, a gentle madness that unilaterally demonizes death that neither allows death nor death. The scourge of happiness on the periphery of cooking at best. This is the true appearance of the nearest, the one who kills like he wants to do without asking for a title or reward, and who lives as a sword for the people, not because he was taught like a nobleman, but only if there is one.

"Princess Charicelles, the chairmen of the committee are waiting for you. And when you have a commander, the soldiers will be distracted."

"Dear Melotosum, If you say that, you'll always have the border army and other titles, right?

"The soldiers have nothing to do with the throne or the throne, the higher ranks and commanders are disrespectful or disturbing."

After the feast with the thought of attracting back hair. I hated banquet seats and celebrations so much... no, it's because it's the border. Courtesy, courtesy and formality mean something, but the heart is not there, but a feeling and a heart, a rough and crude feast that frowns when the beholder sees it without a feared courtesy or formalized manners, but it is here that the heart of the aristocracy is, and courtesy, manners and formalities are nothing but annexes to it.

Because everyone here was taught the pride of protecting the people, and that's all the nobles drink to.

"" "" Neither Mr. Sharicelles nor Mr. Serres is coming home. ""

I was uncomfortable returning to the royal palace, I felt stubborn and marginal even though it was where I was born and raised, welcome home... this was where I was, where I could be myself, not a princess. A happy place where people can't stand to laugh and rapture, but this is a place where even soldiers on the border who are prouder than nobles can't stop respecting each other.

The brunette princesses honor and give thanks to the soldiers of the Border Army, who fight and risk their lives for the people while everyone holds the title and makes fortune, but from the people of the Border to the nobles and lords. Gentle, energetic, well-laughed, pleasant girls, but stronger than anyone, more honorable than anyone, more noble exotic beauties, brunette princesses who continue to stand irrelevant in the land of other countries with no edges or ties for just that reason because they want to hold their swords and protect people from dying.

"No, that was a good time, wasn't it?

"Yeah, because I'm behind you, Sasha and Nesha, and the sisters. It was just Mr. Ireilea's three."

"It's nice to be able to participate properly because it's the finest bespoke, isn't it?

"" "" "Yeah, you're gone ♥" ""

One day I was naturally welcomed as a friend as a companion, given a pompom of treasure-like equipment and swords, bestowed with the supreme sword moves that would not be tolerated if I prayed for them, trained by the living legends, not only did I pass daily as a matter of course to the labyrinth on the border of legends, but I stepped daily, and the title of a legendary hero Labyrinth killing became my routine.

And you can naturally buy fantastic gastronomy, sweetness, and even a bunch of costumes that look like heavenly outfits… thanks to Yao's "buddy discount". Since when did you call me buddy, the day you can call me by my name is going to give up these days, because even that chairman of the committee said eleven years...

My mind bounces when I was told I was the finest bespoke and I was supposed to hate dresses, accompanied by Ceres to the room in my dreams. What... Apparently the finest bespoke was underwear! A frenzied memory named Measurement and Adjustment Running Around the Back of Your Brain Like a Horse Running Light, Besides, Yao said you have become even more superior sex emperor from the Sex King!? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Wait, wait! My heart is ready!?! Ah, ahhh. Hey, what!? Ceres was caught trying to dive into the shadows! Oh, I can't do that anymore, my focus is lost while my eyes are wide open. That's better than before... Mm-hmm! Ahhh, ahhh. Hiahhh... Hiahhh!! ah ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh ♥ ahh...... nh ♥

Oh, this was the periphery... I can't show you just this, but the periphery has everything the kingdom wanted, and this inn is overflowing with dreams I dreamed of... oh, oh, it's overflowing. Ugh, it's overflowing! Ahhhh, ahhhh, dreams are gone to dreams ♥ Please don't!! Ah ♥