Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

January 15th.

The South Plains described by the Empire in its proclamation were once the last battlefields in the war.

Together, the two armies cost six million and, as a battlefield, the largest casualty in Arcadia history, a place brought to a ceasefire from the intervention of the neutral army.

The plains, which are also the borders of the Confederation, the Empire and the Neutral States, have hitherto been designated an area of absolute inviolability by ceasefire agreements.

For that reason, the earth, trampled and razed by millions of soldiers, also showed recovery in seventy years, and now only to the extent that it leaves a shadow on some.

Yes, the Imperial Army was being pursued in preparation before the war began in close proximity to the war.

First, a gathering warrant will be issued for each territory, and multiple routes will be taken from west to east to gather the troops of each territory without a home in the border area bordered by the South Plains.

Along with this, we send Black Saints and Knights from the Imperial Army headquarters in the Imperial Capital - if the Knights of the Imperial Army are divided into two parts and use the White Saints and Knights formerly belonging to Gilvim as the shield of the country, this Black Saints and Knights can be called the sword of the country.

With walking, carriages, steam locomotives, Feilong flights and various means of travel, the minimum mobilisation was set at 500,000 and it was expected to be fifteen days for everything to be accomplished.

However, only 60% of mobilisation had yet been carried out.

Why is there a war going on right now...?

Many did not understand the Emperor's will, and his footsteps were badly disturbed.

I received my life from the monarch, so there is no other reason to fight.

Even if they have other reasons, it will be found after a war with the Federation. And one day, that interpretation will just be different, throwing away the same words with your mouth as it did with your hands.

On the other hand, there seemed to be a terribly pleasant, then somewhere empty, voice between the thrones in the palace of Az-la-Falue.

It was the voice of Laterios, who lived his days of soaking alcohol from the declaration of war.

"Heh, heh, I see Arcadia in the rest of my hands.... haha"

Sitting sluggishly on the throne while serving several young concubines, he pours fine wine into his mouth as if it were true water.

The words of the emperor, who had already opened a nearly double-digit bottle on this day and was deeply liquored, had not even turned the Lu Rhythm, all that sounded like a rumor.

I can't feel the majesty of being king of a great power.

"Even so. Arcadia is in His Majesty's hands."

Gadinoa, who stood in front of the steps of the throne, deceived a laterious man who became distracted.

"Neither my predecessors nor my predecessors will be able to accomplish a feat that no one of my ancestors could have achieved. I've never been happier. The sword emperor Gadinoa. At dawn, when the Confederation has been conquered, it shall be given a large part of the territory of the Confederation. If you do, you can also rehabilitate the Llumiops family, hehe, hehe!

"How magnificent and revealing. Oh, you deserve to be the emperor of the world. Take a look at this Gadinoa-Lumiops, necessarily through the Confederation."

"I'm a reliable man. Then we must invade the Federation immediately."

I can say it in a way that floats on Laterios.

"... Ha. Play again, Your Majesty."

Gadinoa laughed small and flushed, but the same words persisted.

"That's right. You just have to attack him sooner than you mentioned in the bulletin. I won't bother to protect you. I don't have any muscles. You can change the place to attack. If you put the Federation behind you from the beginning, the victory of the Empire will be shaken."

Laterios' mouth run breaks off there flat.

That was the Devil's contract, so to speak. The price of gaining extra great power is to leave a notoriety in later history, and once we have exchanged, we cannot go back, nor can we change the arrangements we once made.

Both sides of Laterios' face, two swords protrude horizontally on the back of the throne. Soon after the concubines reacted and screamed, Gadinoa was approaching the throne and releasing a poke.

If you move at all, you touch that blade, if you make any more mistakes, you will be killed - the contractor's body froze over the killing spirit directed by the demon in front of you.

"Don't give me orders. You hang on to the throne and nod to my words."

Losing his serene expression until then, Gadinoa intimidated that he would unleash an intense photon.

Some of the concubines by my side fell unconscious, unable to bear the fear. There was also an elite Kingsguard by the throne, but he is unable to move from nervousness.

No social power prevails before that overwhelming and pure violence.

The emperor, still more lifeless than his dignity, seeps sweat into his forehead, as he also awakened drunkenness.

"The army moves exactly as indicated in the bulletin. All right?"

Gadinoa makes an awesome push, making Laterios nod irrevocably.

"On February 14th, the battlefield to be subjected to the Birthday Festival of Ortimea...... you should come too. Grab your own sword once in a while. That's common sense, and you're not gonna hide yourself because you're an emperor, are you?

He looks obviously reluctant and has not responded to this.

"The Federation you declared war on has a man who can get the blade to your throat, no matter what hand tricks you prepare, no matter what robust fortress you lock in. If I can stop him, it's just me. I'll show you the battlefield that determines your destiny, I'll flavor you."

Aware of their mental state, Gadinoa told them to hunt them down all the more.

There was fear in Laterios, who preceded the war. That was something that did not exist in him until the sword emperor appeared, until he was informed of the existence of the sword saint.

When I planned the war, I saw nothing but victory in his eyes. What would happen if we actually started a war - I just knew it as a reason, I didn't really understand it at all, I couldn't imagine it right at all, etc.

How many people move, how many lives are risked and how much impact they can have, are so specific that they get a status report to their men that they always go far beyond their imagination.

Poke out the possibility that your opponent's sword may reach you from the immeasurable being of a sword emperor.

We no longer have to wait for the day, distracting ourselves with great anxiety and fear in our hearts.

"... No, Your Majesty, this has been very disrespectful. Dumb me don't know much of a joke. So please refrain from playing games with me in the future."

Gently pull out the protruding two swords and tuck them in the original left and right hips.

Gadinoa smiled and whispered to the paled Laterios, leaving the Throne Room behind in a light foothold.

Gadinoa, who was walking down the corridor of the palace, was heard on his back.

"Why do you do this?

When I looked back at the cow, there was the figure of Camurios. He has a rugged and brave look on his face that seems to make him feel more like an emperor than an emperor if he did.

The only thing in the palace that doesn't scare me against the Sword Emperor is now about him.

"This is just my egoism. Give it up."

"There was an earlier report that a new Kensei was appointed in the Confederate Army. You think this is what we're looking for? Did you want to settle with Kensei? Because with your power, you could have left the country out of it."

"Well, yes or no.... I guess I can do that either way."

With an attentive attitude to Kensei's return, he sounds his nose about the inquiry.

"You can still do just that now the royal family will be ashamed of you. Please..."

Gadinoa whispered "Don't get me wrong" with Camurios' words.

"Who said it was to settle with Kensei?... It's been a long time since I've settled. It makes sense to involve many, not individuals and individuals. What I'm looking for is the next seventy years."

"What do you..."

"There was a man who said otherwise that the dispute was part of a man's business. While I denied it, I also thought you were right. Humans can be most united when they make enemies in clear lines.

I want territory, I want resources, whatever the reason. Where the inner rim has happened, for many, the neck is just a great substitute, and the traction is still likely to be preserved "

Gadinoa continued to saunter to Camurios, where no words appeared.

"War is an abomination - so many keep their mouths shut. Then why not go away, because people can't live without the line that causes it. It's not a difficult story.

Someone with a field hands a weapon to protect the field from someone who doesn't. Eventually, if we lose more than we protect the field, if we lose more than we take away, this time we will lay down our weapons while we speak beautifully... this has only become massive in conjunction with reason "

The words still don't look like they're coming back.

"There will be war, love will run out of war, calm time from recoil, make a new reason when you forget... history is this repetition. People call that time, when you're holding your weapon while you draw the line, peace."

I couldn't find any words for Camrios to give it back.

"... I wonder how many years it will last next"