Same day. Noon.

The Confederate army, which comes in a moderate stance against the Empire's declaration of war, was also being pursued in preparation.

Issue a gathering warrant to each country under the federal umbrella, with multiple routes from east to west, to gather the troops of each country without a home in the border countries bordered by the South Plains.

Along with this, from the military headquarters of the State of Westeria, Knights I to IV are dispatched to the South Plains and Knights V to VIII are dispatched to other boundaries - Knights V to VIII in case the Empire does not move as declared.

As it was uncertain how much force the Empire would provide, the Confederate forces needed to be estimated to mobilize more.

The minimum number of mobilizations was thereby set at 700,000, of which 500,000 for the South Plains and 200,000 for the boundaries.

These efforts were slower than those of the Imperial Army, and the effort was greater in terms of the number of moves, but nearly 70% of the mobilisation was carried out at the moment, surpassing that of the Imperial Army.

To protect the Federation, and hence the motherland….

Many of them did not understand why they had come to war.

Still, unlike the knights and soldiers of the Imperial Army, they have a good reason why they should clearly fight. For a time when seventy years of peace were preserved, it is also clear which way the world sees justice.

Preparations for the Confederacy are steadily moving towards the opening of the war on February 14.

On the other hand, Alan, still at the military headquarters of the Westerian state, had lent himself time to replace the knights over the past few days.

Perform an audition in the exercise area as much as you ask of them who will visit you during only a few moments of preparation.

I wouldn't refuse whoever it is if they were willing to.

"... the source of the power of brilliance lies in the flowing strength of Photon. So even if you take one air strike, which is the basis, for example, it makes a difference by being aware of how photons flow. I wonder if your lord was just a little cluttered."

Teach a man who is one of the eight knights captains as all dozens of knights and advanced knights visit.

A cavalry's apex knight dealing with a double-edged battle axe, with thunder-elemented photons in his flexed body - setting up a stand-up just before, Alan was finding a man's bad habit from there.

'Is it the way it flows? It was a less conscious part.'

I honestly listen to a man who gets unexpected allegations "if you ask me".

"The sharpness of the battle axe on the horse's reins, seemed impeccable as a cavalry. If you're just going to take advantage of elementary photons, you might want to work out this element a little bit more."

Suggest to the man with a soft look while showing admiration for his skill as a cavalry.

'But is it so different?

"I don't know... it's a little dangerous, so will you turn around?

Turning to the wider side of the practice area, Alan put the knights of the tour who were around behind him. Then when you put your hands flat on the front, you enter the demonstration prompting attention on the spot.

"If it releases with a brilliance of colour, as you can easily understand, this is the shape of what we call an air strike"

From a ragged hand, a blue and white light emitted in a spherical convergence with large palms. A cannon shell with a line of artillery would easily surpass it. It has the power to disperse about 20 Meidas away.

Some of the knights I was watching looked out for.

"If you applied your hand to this and changed the way it flows outwards, it would be slightly less powerful, but here's the thing"

From a ragged hand, a blue and white light radiates in conjunction with a flash of bursting noise called Dubah. It involves five medas before and ten medas of space beside it to play the atmosphere violently.

A man clogged his voice into a phenomenon that was completely unexpected.

"Conversely, if you changed the way you flow inwardly, you struggle to hit it a little, but here's the thing"

From the kneaded hand, in conjunction with the high ultrasound, the blue and white light stretches about the thickness of the pinky finger. It has a higher power than normal air strikes and plunders the training kakashi that was 50 medas away.

The knights quieted back in front of the technology that has now been lost.

"Just be a little conscious and you'll be able to attack more ad hoc. In some cases, air strikes may be more helpful than elementation, and if you have elementation, you can increase your application... I don't think elementation or not determines the advantages or disadvantages.

... In a way, I thought it might be easier to grow without talent just because you can't put it on talent, huh?

After turning his words to the knights of the tour, Alan glanced at the only elementary capable man on this occasion.

A man poked at a star laughs bitterly, 'This is tough,' he says. Now that laughter had spread to the knights around him, a fu soldier rushed to the man and told him.

'Excuse me. It is time to leave for the northern boundary shortly. Please come back. "

'What, it's been thirty minutes?... Dear Alan, It was a short time, but it was a meaningful time. I'd like to tell you some other time. "

He was a man who unfortunately sighed when I heard him, but as soon as I switched, I expressed my gratitude. That way, again, the knights around them expressed the same courtesy - the way it looked felt was respectful.

"Oh. If I ever get another chance, let's do that"

'In this, then.... good luck.'

The knights will take you to the reception, and the knights will leave the exercise area behind.

Alan was somewhat delighted that they had managed to make time to visit him in a busy time in which minutes were required to behave.

That was supposed to have been directed at someone once, but he remembered that he didn't feel that way at the time.

This is probably what it means to be involved with people...

What someone casually had was of great value to him now.

It's in my heart. If I realized it, if I found it in someone's heart, I'd make my chest leap at one time, or even hurt my chest at one time.

If you light them up against yourself one day, you'll see what you should be now.

"... you've been wasting your time, I am"

Alan, who looked at their backs, shrugged inadvertently backwards.

"Hey, Uncle Alan! Why don't you take a break?

Just then, Martica's voice echoes from the observation deck of the exercise area.

He was the closest opponent in military headquarters over the past few days, and Alan soon found out to be her voice. Apparently we're having lunch with the Second Knights' men, and they're inviting us there too -.

Considering accepting the invitation, he headed straight to the observation seat.

"Please sit here. Oh, here you go."

Arriving to the observation seat, Alan sat in the seat as Martica told him to and received a wipe bag with something in it from her.

"Oh, sloppy. No! Running out, Captain!

"Are you a little handmade? Oh, the captain is Cho Maiden!

"Wow, shit, aren't you serious about captain"

The contents of the wipe bag were handmade lunches, and if the lid was opened, it was a substitute for the feeling that there was a heart mark.

Whether you look forward, cow, left or right, or diagonally, there is a young woman - Alan had sat in such a no-fly position. The more I heard of Cakkauf and his fornicating voice in it, the more I felt my body shrink somehow.

It was nothing, it just lit up and wolfed.

"Yes, Grandpa. Ahem."

Soon, Martica is pointing a stabbed fork of meat dough at me.

"No, on my own... I said I didn't have to respect that, but yes, they call me 'Grandpa' even if I feel like I'm crushing too much in front of being sword-sanctioned like this, the..."

That's not going to get away with it, and I have no choice but to chew on the meat dough.

"Grandpa ate it! Delicious? Is it delicious?

Several times, Alan nodded.

"Yay, my craftsmanship is delicious!

Martica, who happens to be good at it, smiles at his men.

"Me too! Lady Alan, eat mine too. Yes, uh. '

"Haha. I want to do it too. Yes, uh. '

"Yes, uh."

Interesting reaction that seems to illuminate, therefore, the stab fork of the dish can be pointed at early succession of arrows.

Speaking of which, this has happened before...

I remember before I became a sword saint, when Vern forced me to eat it. Now I could understand what that meant in a way that I still couldn't put into words.

The fork that Martica points at is close to it, and the fork that the rest of them point at is far from it.

If you called "Lord Martica," keep the dish in your mouth. "Ho?" I have a reply.

Its appearance doesn't resemble it, but only now does she see the then Vern overlap, and then Alan naturally spilled his grin. The thoughts that were spoken of at the time became almost unconscious.

It's delicious.

"... hehe, you're welcome"

I felt that way, that Vern would have said the same thing.