Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Dawn Wings Royal Palace Lead

Cavalry

Heavy Duty Cavalry 80 rides

Light Cavalry 200 rides

guerrilla cavalry 40 rides

Assault team, 30 horsemen.

Infantry Corps

200 Light Infantry

60 Elite Infantry (Bowgun Equipment)

One hundred and eighty spear soldiers.

140 Archers

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Kingsguard

Kingsguard Knights 300 Knights

Two hundred royal guards.

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From one side a magnificent group coloured with red and silver, from the other side a dull group still visible in black and brown.

The Kingsguard Knights of the Kingdom of Goldonia and the Dawn Winged Cavalry collided in front of the Royal Palace, usually in the heart of the city where people go.

I'll take the lead. I'll storm as I slash and knock down the knight to scratch the coming waves.

I was worried because one of the horsemen went against Celia, but I had avoided the sword well and cut off my wrist.

Even in the back, the Assault Squad faces are fighting well.

Kingsguard knights are heavily equipped but unfamiliar with battle, I guess they train to run and wave swords with one horse, but they don't seem to distance themselves well from each other in a mass battle.

I can march in line, but I guess I've never done a full-fledged assault or battle as it is.

Still, the knight wrapped in plate armor was hard to finish, and in one-on-one situations, the Assault Squad faces were also lagging behind with swords.

I thought I'd intimidate you a little bit. It's flashy, and I narrow my target to a knight with wings on his head, supposedly a captain of that size.

"Back off, Shiro! I connect to the Count's house," Oh, my God!

I wave down my spear without even hearing my mouth to the end, but I'm just the captain to prevent it well, but it's not the sweet stage to pull off brilliantly.

Spears that have been hit for the third time in a row can finally be broken.

"Wait! The weapon..."

The captain's neck flies from where I said it was on the way.

Whether we could exchange weapons or something on the battlefield, there was a twitch from the surrounding Kingsguards and a cheer from the Assault Squad.

"Good for you, Captain!" "Go on! Do it."

Occasionally, the surrounding Kingsguard collapses, and one after the other, the breakthrough opens.

The conflagration is resolved, so my vision is right, and when I turn my eyes to the other allies, it doesn't seem very good.

I just can't seem to get my hands on the main formation protected by the Long Spear Corps, but the cavalry is already breaking down at a great disadvantage, even though it's almost equal in numbers.

The infantry to be covered is not well stepped in either.

"Is that... isn't that a good idea?

Of course not.

Not good, but it's not like we can go help or flip the battlefield.

The Interpretive Assault Squad is a small unit of thirty, dedicated to breakthroughs.

"If the main unit is safe, we'll keep pushing through the Kingsguard knights and beating them inside the royal palace."

Celia and Mac follow without saying anything and continue wondering if the other soldiers are better off staying in the training ground.

"We can't all get in line inside the royal palace. Armored guys and well-dressed grandfathers and old men cut to death or capture! Don't kill a woman! Don't plunder me. I'll reward you later, okay?

Whoa! Everyone screams and resumes the assault.

From there, it was a mayhem, and without being able to pay attention to allies other than Celia, it was just to move forward while slashing and abandoning the enemy in front of us.

There were a lot of guys who called themselves "What am I" every once in a while, but it was somewhat pathetic to ignore them all and slash them away.

By the time the number of slaughters exceeded ten, Daimon to the royal palace was finally in sight.

"Hey, the gate's open."

Even after breaking through the Knights, the Royal Palace itself was supposed to have guards, naturally thought to be closing the gates and consolidating their defenses, but strangely the gates were opened and the guards lined up in a row.

"You don't expect them knights to break through. I guess that means we can go anytime we want so we don't have to be left alone."

"That's great."

Are there about twenty surviving assault squads?

The Royal Palace Guard notices our presence and makes a scene, hastily trying to close the gate but it's too late.

In a row of columns, they enter the royal palace grounds and slaughter the confused guards.

Mac further broke through the iron gate on one side with a giant hammer-like hammer.

Originally, the Royal Palace Gate was not supposed to serve as a fortress, so it was only as strong as a sturdy fence.

This would make it easier for the follow-on troops to enter the royal palace.

In an instant, we pass through the garden and enter the royal palace as horses, one guard after another emerges along the way, but the infantry alone, which does not form a formation, cannot stop the twenty horsemen in the end. It was just stompable.

Inside the Royal Palace building, I can't just travel with horses, so I'm going to get off Schwartz, and I'm going to slap you in the ass if you play it right.

Even though the Royal Palace is huge, even among the columns and walls, the poorly reclaimed specialty baldish is also put on Schwartz and let go, unleashing the treasure sword with the Nonna mark on his back, the dual crater.

The brilliance that shines in silver is unlikely to stand out, but it won't stand out or snap at a time when you're stepping into the royal palace in armor.

Celia and Mac and Carl follow me down from the horse as well.

"All right, this one's fine with these four, and the rest of the guys get together four or five at a time and look around!

Before I could finish giving the instructions, the guards cut me off, but Celia stopped me with a flash of thrust from the gap under my armpit.

"Miss Celia, don't do it either."

"Shut up, just go ahead!

By the way, Celia has rarely been a woman in the squad since Carl saw her water bath on the expedition.

Strength is pretty good, and most importantly, it's recognized as healing for a squad full of men.

But Celia doesn't allow Carl to see her naked and seems to be trying to make her deceased somehow.

"Fucking hell!

Mac is knocking down the door in the room and checking inside.

"Carl in front, Celia in the back, Mac in the suspicious room."

Two soldiers jumped out of the door Mac tried to destroy.

"And I'll cut enemies off from one end!

Double-cut the unfortunate soldiers like butter and dye the hallway of the royal palace with blood.

"You're ruining a fancy carpet"

Celia seems to be getting used to the place.

The accompanying samurai fainted and collapsed at the tragic end of the soldier.

"That's just wide. We can't just check the room from one end to the other."

Carl is cutting down one soldier with a face from the front.

You may also say what he says.

But the Crown Prince's location may be in the heart of the Royal Palace, but it is possible that the Chancellor is hiding himself in some room.

"Successor units will also come any minute. Now we're headed to the heart of the royal palace, checking out the suspicious rooms."

We must not allow ourselves to escape.

Especially if we allow the Crown Prince to escape, we will be destroyed by the Regular Army.

"It's a nasty mission after all!

I was evil while breaking off three soldiers.

Slash out the flying soldiers and check the rooms one by one with the threatening servants on their asses.

When I began to have a bad feeling that I could have escaped, I discovered a suspicious group.

An old man escorted by a few formidable soldiers, a luxurious outfit on a red cape, someone in quite a position, I'm sure.

Above all, the attire of the soldier hitting the escort is not the Kingsguard.

If I could bring in my own private soldiers within the court, there wouldn't be many such people.

"Ask! Who are you!

I raise my voice from behind to the person trying to escape.

"You bastards! Pick it up!" "There may be a sequel. Stay alert."

Soldiers are coming this way, but this is normal.

"My Lord Chancellor! Hurry up!"

Finally, a decision was made.

The four of us nod face to face.

"Chancellor, Duke Allens! By the life of His Royal Highness the Second Prince will receive that life!

I'll take the lead and cut to a bunch of prime ministers.

That's right. I only meet the Prime Minister's private soldiers, and they seem to have the skill and speed to completely cut off my slaughter and take it.

I smiled unexpectedly.

Of course you will, but that will take your life.

The soldier's sword is once amputated with a light sound and dances through the universe with his right hand.

Dual craters are easily doubled if they are just steel.

Then he steps in one more step and pays for it sideways, cutting off the soldiers' chests with every armor.

"Wow... you're like butter"

Carl gets a startling voice.

Two swings and two fall, the other three march at once watching the upset soldiers begin to fall back.

It takes a high degree of command to rebuild a soldier who escaped once, but unfortunately His Excellency the Chancellor did not seem to excel in that regard.

The soldiers were taken away, and they fled and scattered, and in the hallway the prime minister just slipped his hips and crouched.

"Where is the First Crown Prince?

"Are you Eldio's handkerchiefs... something like this"

"Answer the question. Maybe we can live longer."

"The Crown Prince is among kings by proclaiming his reign himself! More than that, you have to do this!

I signal with my eyes, Carl waves his sword and jumps his neck.

We have to pack it quickly and get into the Crown Prince's place.

"Next is between kings! Let's go."

I speak up, but nobody moves.

"What's up?

"... where is it among kings? ♪ I don't know ♪ ♪ Me too ♪

That's right. We civilians don't even know the geography of the Royal Palace.

I have no choice.

I caught a shivering maid by the bed when I kicked through the door I noticed.

"Do you know between kings?

"Don't get cocky!! Oh, no! I don't want to die! Forgive me!!

The four of us have a weapon to pull out, our whole body is bloody, blood is dripping from the blade, and then Carl is lowering his neck on his hip.

Maybe it's just a scary sight for a lady who's lived in peace.

"No, no, no, no..."

The maid asks for help as she slips her hips and builds a water reservoir.

This doesn't talk about it.

"Ngu!

Kiss him and put his tongue in and stir it around for about ten seconds.

"Are you calm? I'm not rambling you, what's your name?

"Hih!"

Kiss again.

"What's your name?

"Francesca............"

The maid answered the question, threatening to calm down a little.

It's still flowing from below, but it won't be a problem.

"All right, Francesca. I want you to tell me where it is between kings. I won't do anything to you."

"Between kings... in the east..."

"Thank you."

When I hear the position between kings, I kiss them again and then I run out.

Francesca was holding her lips and dropping us off flashly.

"... what?

"No, I admired the admiral's femininity."

"That was an intense kiss. I want to cut and kill that woman anyway."

Arrive among kings with distorted respect and jealousy behind your back.

"Unlike the first, you have no enemies at all."

Perhaps a force other than the Assault Squad broke into the Knights' protection.

There must be fighting going on all over the royal palace.

"Oh! Are you guys all right?"

Bruno and some of his men can be seen trying to timing a break-in between kings.

And at the heart of it...

"I didn't know His Highness would come himself."

"You harm your brother with the rest of your orders. It would make sense for the rest to show their faces."

The liver seemed to sit still and above all.

"How about the Chancellor? He's already on the run."

I open Carl's hip neck.

Earlier, I finished in the Royal Palace Hallway.

Eldio nods loudly and smiles slightly.

"Uhm! Well done! Looks like you still have something special."

"Your Highness, if you take away His Highness Bertrius, everything will disappear with blisters."

Bruno tightened up, and Eldio, um, changed his expression.

"Brother is here, follow me."

Everyone stops, but Eldio cuts the lead, opens the door, and walks in with a big strand.

Between kings, he is guarded by about twenty Kingsguards, and Crown Prince Bertolius with his cane unexpectedly calmly stares at this one.

"You traitor. You've made a good face of this place, protecting the ancestral spirit."

"A hundred years in the history of the motherland, the protection of the ancestral spirits was also known."

The two of them hang out, and we come forward and stare at the Kingsguard.

"How about your brother reigned himself or the throne that leads twenty knights?

"The king does not deserve to be king to bring order and stability to the people, or to you to disrupt the world!

"Order or stability? No, what the king brings to the people is prosperity, and the future."

"Prosperity cannot be without peace and stability! That's what my father used to say in his life!

"It's not about maintaining a day that's no different from prosperity. Better today than yesterday, and tomorrow. The king feared something would happen and only asked for the same today as yesterday."

"You... defile my father's philosophy!

"I'm not making that a problem from the edge. I don't have time for this kind of little battle, where I see a big outlook and a future."

"Enough! Let's start with the traitor's neck and stabilize the world!

I guess Bertolius is a militant only to serve as director general of Kingsguard, trying to pull out his own sword and be slashed by Eldio.

But Eldio never pulls out his sword and falls back.

"What's up! You cower!

"My sword is not like this unit, my brother."

Come on. We're ready.

Soon, our cut-off begins with the Kingsguard, including Bertolius.

"Captain, if you blossom here, don't you also see the title?

Carl slaps a light mouth in the slash.

Right, let's try it. Come to think of it, I never brawled with this sword.

"Celia, Mac, back off."

Look at my face. You two rush back.

I think maybe I was laughing.

A slashing noise sounds, and a man slammed with a sword between his armor screams and falls.

Heterogeneous sounds mix in such a battle.

A man with only his upper body crawls with his hands for help, and a man stripping his white eyes and walking cracks vertically in the third step.

"Who's next!

I flew both hands of the third, and when I scream, the Kingsguard goes backwards.

Kingsguard's fine armor has nothing to do with this sword either.

He pokes his sword in the chest of a man who has been slashed with trouble and drops it under his crotch.

Every gut that was in the man flows down to his feet, his body cracks in half and collapses.

My mouth laughs unexpectedly when I cut off the next man's foot and crush the head of a man who fell to the ground with military shoes.

Maybe I like to fight at the bottom of my heart after all.

The other saw the opponent as impossible, Kingsguard... a middle-aged man with special armor lowers the soldier.

"I'll do it! You there! Name it."

"It's Agil. No family name."

"It's like a bastard fight."

The captain raises his name about the house, but he's not interested.

The captain tries to take it, but he can't.

There's also a cut of Deal Crater, but there's no such thing as a guy who can take my slaughter with his sword up and get it right, even if he doesn't.

A tall sound sounds and the sword is broken, and the captain rushes to explore the sword on his hips but his hand falls to the ground late.

Moving slowly too, it's the iron rule to retreat if you lose your weapon.

It's a way of fighting when they call it a decoration that doesn't know how to fight.

A third slaughter slit his throat and he sank into a bloodbath without even being able to scream.

"You're weak out there."

Halve the captain's feud and the two jumping in and turn back to Bertrius.

The captain, who was the strongest of his men, was killed, and there are no more of his other men left.

The winning chance will have no fine dust, and we will only be able to make a decision on whether to surrender or die.

And even if I surrender, I don't think I'll be treated like a royal.

The Eldio in front of you thinks differently than the traditional king has ever been.

Then the answer is one.

"Eldio! Destroy you as a royal Gordonian!

Bertolius advances with his sword.

Me and Bruno check with Eldio with their eyes, but I just gently squirted my chin looking bored.

As soon as my sword pierced Bertrius and fell to the ground, countless spears and swords pierced his body, the first Crown Prince of Gordonia came to an unbroken end.

Hubert II, the Crown Prince of Gordonia, the only son, Eldio, renames himself Alexandro I this day when he abandons the past.

He sat on a blood-soaked throne watched by his army and declared himself in power as Alexandro I.

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Name Agil

Status Dawn Wings Assault Team Captain Salary 8 Silver Coins/Day

80 coins of money (discount below silver coins)

(Money may be reduced on its own even if it is not out in the making due to travel expenses, etc. As a guide.

Weapon Dual Crater (Great Sword) Large Valdish (Spear)

Equipment Steel Helmet Clasp Steel Boot Black Cloak (Curse)

Fellow Schwartz (horse) Celia (squire) Macchio

Accommodation waiting group Nonna-Electra Melissa Maria Carla (perverted)

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