Reincarnation Monarch

One.

The Lombards, who had finally returned to their headquarters after scratching the crowd, were on the top floor of the most spectacular lookout tower to understand the current situation.

"That's terrible. That sounds terrible."

Shester responded to Lombardo's mourning.

"This is just a massacre, isn't it? It's a desperate, inescapable slaughter show by the absolutely powerful."

As Shester put it, the atrocities perpetrated by the Thousand Years Dragon were constantly being attacked by the Raidham army.

"You two! The Lowenglin army is assembling.

Listening to Lotus' words when he saw the Lowenglin army in formation directly below the watchtower, the Lombards similarly looked at the Lowenglin army formation.

And Lombardo said to see the sight spread beneath his feet and throw it away.

"Damn it! The Gorkos guy, he's really going to rally the army in the center"

"This is like telling a dragon to attack me for a thousand years."

The good-looking red-handed little man who listened to Shester said as he made a doozy noise with his big troubled face and turned right and left.

"That's tough. I don't know what to do. You're in trouble."

Panicking aside Lotus, Lombardo gave up and told him to tell himself half the time with his face.

"Mr. Lotos. Unfortunately, there's nothing more we can do..."

Lotos was even more violently upset when he heard it, and said as he went right and left larger than earlier.

"Right. Right. But you want to help. I see. It's important for us to live, but we can't abandon them. If we give up like this, they'll die in vain. So why don't we just give up?"

Lombardo opened his eyes wide open when he heard it.

Then he nodded slowly and again, and said in a strong tone.

"Lotos, you're right! We can't let them die in vain like this! There must still be some hands left. Never give up until the end, think of a way for them to survive one or more!

"Yeah. Right. Let's do that..."

Chester, who responded to Lombardo's determination, separated words there once, then smiled niggardly before saying.

"... so I actually came up with one good hand... but... it's a hand that's going to be a hassle later... are you both ready?

The two nodded loudly at Shester's inquiry.

"Then it's settled. Let's say we do it. But there's no guarantee of success, is there?

"Oh, I don't mind. We will not seek to safeguard our success in this situation. It's about moving anyway. Anyway, the three of us are people who can't shut up and overlook this situation. Then it's about moving. And let's change this situation a little bit. Because this situation is so... unreasonable!

Two.

Lombardos, who descended the watchtower, asked Elnes, a watchman waiting downstairs.

"In the skirmish that took place on September 9th, which triggered this incident in the first place, there was also a death in Lowenglin, right?

Ernes opened the file at hand and answered Lombardo.

"Yes, there are three dead people on the Lowenglin side"

"Uh-huh. So the body was taken to this headquarters with the remnants, right?

"Yes, I transported her to HQ for a body exam and the doctor looked at her, but unfortunately, I didn't know if the body wounds were from her lifetime or if they were put on after her death."

"No, I don't mind about the wound. More than that, is the body still in HQ?

"Yes, we are resting in the basement of HQ to avoid corruption...... what is that?

Lombardo, with a satisfying look at Ernest's answer, then raised his mouth angle and said with an invincible grin.

"Oh. Actually, I need that body..."

Three.

"Okay! Whatever happens, never scatter until the signal's wolf smoke (grate) rises!

Gorkos' cloudy rage was echoing in the curtain hall.

Everyone who listened to it was sick and tired of it, but it was also in front of the superior officer and nobody had anything to put on their face.

"You're listening! Don't let them scatter! Good!"

The commanders of each unit in the line pushed and killed their hearts, and replied in unison.

"" "Ha!

"All right! See you soon!

Say, Gorkos' ugly, fat body floated in the universe.

No, four close guards lifted Gorkos, to be exact.

"Bye. Don't move until the wolf smoke comes up."

That being said, Gorkos left the curtain hall loosely while riding.

All the captains who drowned their heads and dropped off Gorkos felt the fate of themselves and their men waiting for them after this, and sighed deeply at each one.

Because Gorkos weighed extremely heavily due to his extreme daily absenteeism, and he also weighed heavily more heavily on it than on practicality.

For this reason, it seemed to them that it would take a huge amount of time to travel to the distance that Gorkos judged to have escaped to the safety zone, and it was easy to imagine that by the time the wolf smoke in the signals of various spreads would rise, there would be no one breathing alone.

Four.

"Yikes! Can we move a little faster?!

On top of being extremely obese himself, Gorkos said mercilessly while riding on what is termed the heaviest wood, sandalwood, without taking that into account at all.

"Yes... I'm sorry... this is the best I can do..."

What appeared to be the leadership within the four responsible answered the bitterness in a rounded dialect.

"What do you mean! Isn't this later than usual!

"Yes... I'm most proud of my power... I don't see it... the substitute is in charge..."

"You think you're the bravest?

"Yes... in Lotus in Anville"

"Hmm! You're just the bearers of the Kingsguard! Do you remember all the names of the countrymen who pride themselves on their power? Of course you do!

"Ha..."

"Yeah! I don't care who it is! Hurry up and get out of here!

"... Ha..."

Then a little dust rose up behind the escaping Gorkos.

Thirty high-profile SS members, the strongest of the nineteenth Kingsguard Squadron guarding Gorkos, lay a circle around Gorkos, who was being guarded, and the soldiers who were guarding the rearmost noticed the dust and brought the first news to all the squadrons by loud voice (Dai 'Onja).

"Horseback riding!

Listen to that. The SS instantly unraveled the circle for rear vigilance, leaving only four people around him, all later laying two rows of lateral formations behind him.

Then the earlier announced the second report by confirming the number of horseback rides approaching with the dust rolled up.

"Three horsemen!

Then he gazed further and identified the armored helmet on the horseback that was approaching more than the rear, exalting the third report.

"He's from my army!

Then those in the SS who were on alert in the face of tension relaxed (but) and relieved the tension as soon as possible.

After a while, when the trio of horseback riders caught up with the SS, they stopped in front of them and immediately disembarked and begged to see Gorkos in the name of his official first and last name.

Gorkos said in a grumpy manner, even on a bowl that was lowered to the ground.

"Not at all... interrupt this march of mine. What the hell is this for?! Yes! Come here quickly!

In response to Gorkos' words, the SS cleared the way and let the three through.

The three stood in front of Gorkos as they hurried through the side of the SS.

Then the leader raised the cheek of his helmet and told Gorkos what to do.

"No what... trying to raise wolf smoke"

Behind the ruggedly built western helmet was Lombardo's face laughing invincibly.