Master of the brave.

"Well, I'm not complaining."

The person in the black hooded coat - a man from his voice, perhaps, in a somewhat light-hearted tone, was engraving a tattoo on the ground as he crouched his long body cramped.

"We're all too dark to have to implement the plan we were warming up. It's so much brighter, I have to go. I don't think anything that succeeds will succeed."

One complex sentence after another draws a bright light from his fingertips as he shrugs and squeals.

"By and large, do we really need such a big magic formation? What kind of artifact are you going to use to seal the Seven Kingdoms Magic Formation?

"It's a monster that destroyed your best balls."

The voice that answered Robe's man - the reply of the man in old age, known as His Excellency, was a slight mix of sarcasm colors.

But when Robe's man ignores the irony, he cringes and laughs.

"Do you think humans will seal their own messiah this time? They're really hard to save, you guys."

"I don't have the muscle to tell you. I didn't know I was going to take your hand..."

"Well, all we have to do is work as contracted. But you're a brave man... you must be delicious. The taste of despair."

"Don't slap me in the mouth and get the job done"

In contrast to the voice of the old man, who also mixes rushing colors, the man in the robe stood up in slow motion, in a spare attitude that seemed to blow both now and in the whistle.

When you sooo rise into the universe through the darkness, you begin to travel like a slippery.

"Well, be in such a hurry. If you work in a hurry, and the brave men notice you now, it's all over, right? Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow! Well, if you want to die, you can hurry."

"Hurry to an unnoticed degree of speed"

"Hi, the Demons (...) are really rough to use"

Yes, if it's bumps and blurs, I sigh when I see the demon clan doing the work.

I didn't know I had to rely on a guy like this.

"Can you really trust this guy?

One of my men, who was holding back behind me, asks the man.

I can't help it.

I've fought the Demons all my life.

We must incorporate the demonic tribe, which is supposed to be its enemy, into the gear of this plan.

The complex thoughts of my men are conveyed to him as well.

But...

"Don't worry. When it comes to contracts, the Demons are absolute."

Seven Kingdoms Magic Formation.

Enough junction to seal up even the magic of high-ranking demons, dragons, and fairies.

It is one of the high-ranking junction magic, one of the trump cards of the imperial defense.

It was a ritual magic that required a tremendous amount of time before it could be activated and required the use of several more expensive catalysts, and even using the magic amplifiers installed in the six fortifications, positioned around the imperial capital, it was a substitute that could not be exercised very well by the wizard alone, now in his possession.

With regard to the catalyst, we dispose of and align his little possessions, leaving the activation of the fort's magic amplifier to his men.

But even if I activated the magic amplifier, it wasn't purely magical enough to activate this magic.

So even if he was an enemy of uncluttered heaven, he had no choice but to harness his power, the Demon Nation.

To seal that brave man in.

"The Demons are bound by the covenant. We'll need a price, but that's fine too."

"Yes, yes. Unlike humans, the Demons don't break their promises."

Demons affirm a man's words in a mild tone.

I smile bitterly at the words.

- I didn't know the Demons would tell me.

The old man accidentally grinned bitterly as he followed the figure of the demon tribe who continued his work.

We can't put enough boundaries in place to cover the entire cavalry school, but if we can concentrate on a part of it, we'll be able to seal up the brave as well.

If she intervenes in this plan, the operation itself will fail.

This plan will undoubtedly lead to a lot of blood.

I wish she would just shut up and miss it, but you can't wait expecting it.

But there is no doubt that this is an unacceptable act.

For a man in old age, we know he's taking the wrong means.

But he didn't have time.

Even if we were to fall into a brave man who saved the world, there was something we had to do.

Someone has to do it in order to reward his men who are resonating and cooperating with his thoughts and for the empire that will follow.

I don't hate to be stigmatized or subjected to it for that matter.

I've already worked out a plan, and all I have to do is move on to execution.

An old man hands on the pattern of a sword he has spent half his own life with.

No more - I can't go back.

One of the dormitories dedicated to the advanced nobility of the Knights School - Leticia's room is also there.

This room, where they live, which is high among the nobles, is where the emperor's princesses once lived.

Either Winn's influence or she had a common feeling that this room wasn't much of a favorite.

Try her, who often stayed at a lodging during her journey, and this luxuriously made room will not settle down the other way around.

Nevertheless, Leticia ended up breaking down and making this room her residence on the school side begging Leticia not to change, who also had the face on the school side, or who appealed to her to change the room (to the same dorm as Wynn if possible).

But she's still somewhat restless, and these days she's decided to read a book until she's sleepy.

Lying in bed, Leticia woke herself up reading a book she borrowed from the library.

It was only for a moment, but I felt something uncomfortable.

Would that be a sixth sense as a brave man who has weathered many battles?

Get out of bed and look out the window.

From this building, formerly for the Emperor's Princess, it was designed to overlook the courtyard of the Knights School - a garden that would once have blossomed with flowers from all seasons.

When it was once a palace, the lights would always have been lit, but now that it had become a learning building and various other institutions, at a time when the night was running late, the courtyard was closed to darkness, and even through her senses far above ordinary people, she could not grasp the identity of discomfort.

- Are you out of your mind?

I've been observing it for a while, but I can't feel anything in particular.

The discomfort I felt earlier, too, had already stopped remembering.

Turn the gaze you were dropping into the courtyard towards the ridges of the mountains that now extend far away.

At the end of this gaze - somewhere in that mountain, there should have been a Wynn.

Regular patrol crusade mission.

It will be a real battle with demons, albeit low-level.

As for Leticia, I'm not worried about Winn fighting demons.

If the beast is the kind of warcraft that is offended and born by anger, starting with Goblin, the lower demon, one will be able to defeat it.

Younger - Back then, when the two of them were still acting together, I had several battles during the search for medicinal herbs I undertook at the Adventurer's Guild.

Using a dagger Leticia borrowed a little from the house.

He was still young, so the long sword was difficult to deal with.

Speaking of which, your brother was very surprised when you took that dagger.

I laugh when I think of Kusuri and what happened back then.

That was when, as usual, I was running around the city.

One day Leticia noticed Winn running slower in the same place.

In front of an old store.

Because it was early in the morning, or the time I was running was always closed and Leticia didn't know what store it was, but one day when Hannah followed me to Wynn, who asked me to use you, Leticia finally got to know what she was selling in that store.

There was an arms dealer.

Despite his use, Winn stared as he walked over to the swordsman lined up at the weapons store so that he could suck in the flirtatious.

Leticia on the side gets bored and even if she calls out, "Let's go now," that's already enthusiastic enough that there's no response.

The old man who runs the store just glanced at him to see if he knew about Winn.

It was also clear to young Leticia that he used to come here.

The old man seemed more interested in a decent girl of good stature, who is clearly out of place beside him, than Winn.

I watched Leticia as if to observe for a while, but then I rowed out the boat in a relaxing manner.

Meanwhile, Winn was still staring at the sword.

At the end of that gaze is a boneless dagger.

It was one of the cheapest types of swords sold in this store.

A very ordinary dagger, not even a magic sword to counter demons.

Still, with the allowance Winn was getting, it wasn't exactly the amount he could get.

In the end, that stopover got sneaky and Winn, who was late to go home, was set to fall Hannah's thunder......

Without seeing the scene, Leticia rushed back to the mansion at full speed when she returned to the "Migratory Pavilion".

She was treated like air from time to time, but you must have been surprised that she just got back on the line with tremendous momentum.

Ignoring the servants who are circling their eyes, when they jump into their room, they swirl around inside the container.

Flipping through several boxes, she finally found what she was looking for.

A dagger like a piece of art with exquisite decorations.

It was given to her by her father, the Duke of Mavis, when she was at heart.

Holding it in his chest, he jumps out of the mansion again.

The men of the mansion will not stop.

Because in them, already, she was treated as the princess of the stranger and the nose knob of the Duke's house.

At first, her life as a princess in the Duke's house was guaranteed, but if she was kidnapped for ransom, she would be ignored.

It was truly an air-like treatment.

In that treatment, this dagger was the only one given to me by my father, but from her, I have absolutely no problem giving it to Wynn.

Instead, if giving this makes him happy, I'd be happier there as a Leticia.

While rushing back to the 'Migratory Bird Pavilion' at full speed, her young thoughts were showing Wynn waving this dagger with joy -

- In the end, you didn't receive it until you embarked on a journey.

Winn was stunned when he saw that dagger offered with a smile on his face.

Obviously the dagger that was lined up in the store - no, on the contrary, I stared at that dagger for awfully awhile at my hands that seemed more expensive than any other weapon that was there, but Winn thrust it back to Leticia saying he couldn't receive it.

Leticia, who was so sure you'd be happy, said, "Why?," I tried to push Winn, but he didn't try to take it.

We were to press questions for a while, but Leticia took root, which was a settled form of borrowing when going outside the city such as herb picking as a compromise.

Eventually, he eventually got me a dagger before she traveled as a brave man - the day Leticia used all the magic of physical enhancement she hadn't used before to win her first victory over Wynn.

Pulling the wooden sword stuck to Wynn's throat, Leticia untied the band that was tied to her hips and silently offered her the dagger that was with that band.

He also receives a dagger when he exhales slowly.

Now he won't refuse either.

He said one thing - he just moved his mouth small thanks and received that dagger.

That was all Leticia's little breasts were full of happiness.

I'm going to be away from him for a long time to come, but I felt like infinite power would gush on her just to remember how I felt at this time.

I can still remember my thoughts clearly.

Happiness then.

Ever since then, I guess I've already fallen in love.

Leticia turns again to the ridges of the mountains that are visible in the distance.

There is a Wynn in that land who is still striving for the same dream of a knight as he used to be.

- Good luck.

Squeeze small in your heart.

To dreams, never turn your back on what you decide.

I remember that back I've stared at since I was a little girl, and Leticia softly gives away words of support.

If you looked up, the sky was full of starry skies.

It's time to go to bed.

Tomorrow, there will be a special course, and the students will be notified that they will always meet.

Be brave. Leticia is one of the students.

Beyond that, she must also attend the lecture.

Turning again to the ridge of the mountain, she dives into bed with a little remnants.

I hope I can dream back then today.

I closed my eyes thinking so.