Sanzen no Souru Supina

At that time, Rave Slasis Sigurun - Maiden of the True Knight: Rave glanced.

Because one thing I found was a riddle standing in the land of Heliatium, where I thought the oligarchs were divided into defensive battles against the sea and the land and no longer had reserve power.

To the setting sun, the man stood lit from below.

Spread across is a splendid chestnut-haired horse (Hinba).

He stiffens himself into a dark military uniform with no stitching of the family crest or anything, and leaves it undisturbed.

I tried to go around the perimeter, but I still don't see any crest indicating family or affiliation anywhere, including horse armor.

However, only the silver shield and the gold spear emit a different colour.

When it comes to anything else that is characteristic, only long stalls that hide the majority of the face and hair dyed in the same color.

Now, from here on out, it's a great deal of savings, but this kind of "black knight" bullshit among the knights of the human area shows the special circumstances of those who put it together.

When it comes to the Black Knight outfit, it is understood that it is the costume of a knight who has lost his lord to serve, or who has suffered a scandal and been stripped of possession "knight-of-the-blank" = discredited.

Of course, Rave knows what's going on around here.

They true knight maidens prefer heroes.

In preference, there is the art of identifying who is a hero and what is not.

You must be naturally familiar with the technology and information that discerns a man's value.

It is likewise considered essential to learn the common sense and customs of the human area in order to find the heroes of the human area.

And they use their forged aesthetic eyes for an extremely cruel appraisal.

However, the ancient merchant can spot the price and authenticity of the item in the endorsement of the box and the sign on the back of the plate, but he deserves a man from different angles.

In front of her, the man in question appeared in the name of "injury".

And purposefully, with clarity and a patent black outfit that is obvious to anyone's eyes.

On top of that, the man exposed himself on the roof, an obviously unfavourable battlefield, and called Rave by loud voice.

"A maiden who goes to heaven there. A winged maiden! I see you as a true knight! Listen to me if you want! A maiden in the sky, who is said to have become the source of the story of our knight - a true hero - but why is such a vain word made of her? Disrupting people and trying to pick up a palliative victory? True victory is taken by the battle of grandeur! So I challenge you! Don't take my challenge!

The voice of a man echoed inside the walls of a twilight city.

Among the dusk rays, Rave's divergent eyes are drawn to the man.

The same goes for the folks who fell out into the streets.

The figure of a man who deliberately drained his helm and sneered a long black stall into the sea breeze and shouted in the sunset seemed to carry this country.

Or on a righteous ally (hero) who can only live in a childish gaga.

Even though the crowd looking up at him from below can't be stopped by the stall to ascertain his face.

But that's funny, Rave felt his heart move.

Originally, Rave was not in the mood for this war.

I do believe that what Big Sister Odilfana Morgana-Odile says is true.

Bringing down the ideal nation to the world for heroes, gathered by the heroes.

It is a petition that the true knight maidens have held on to their breasts for a long time.

To sweep away decadence and inertia from this world and build a land from which numerous heroes are born.

Prior to that, getting the world's snails in order.

I don't feel there is room for suspicion/disagreement about the philosophy, even as a rave.

But that's also why I can't say enough that the actual action Odile takes is the right one.

Especially the policy of "finding the Book of Magic (Grimoire) that uncovers the past - ending this", I don't know how.

We, the true knight's maiden past, don't even have a slight flaw.

Yet now Odile is trying to hide behind the great powers by frightening them into a past that is unlikely, and is trying to attack other countries by smallworking them.

Specifically, I'm talking about this heliatium strategy.

There's something I don't agree with that way.

Even in this battle, I don't like the way you broke down the walls first, disrupted people's minds, and carried things behind the peace in the first place.

Because after that's how we put the city in our hands, nobody knows the Book of Magic (Grimoire): Let's get rid of Vibro Valeri.

Isn't this like a tube for worms and spiders?

If there is a hippo doing that, shouldn't we find a brave enemy general who fights with dignity and stands with this?

For example, Rave thinks that if we apply to Emperor Vibronze now for a single hit, that would be enough.

If an old man can set up a surrogate knight, there is no imposition either.

If so, isn't this what you don't even wish for?

If you represent the emperor, let's measure the value of this country, and hence the people, with the quality of the man who came out.

Because a knight who bears the destiny of a country on his shoulders cannot be chosen.

But Odile didn't do it right.

He argued that it would only push for Occupy rule by the Osmadra Empire.

Until then, we can't invade inside the walls of Heliatium.

I don't know what you're so afraid of, but the idea that Sister Odile is well-reasoned, and the importance she attaches to close calculations, seems rave as if she's forgotten the true knight's true self.

I mean, it's too far away, Sister Odile.

In contrast, Rave thinks by omitting himself at once.

Indeed, my thoughts… may be very old.

But isn't that how heroes used to appear in the world?

Is it not the turn of the hero when the world is disturbed?

Oh, no?

No, I don't think so, Rave said.

After all, I am right.

Correct as the maiden way of an orthodox true knight.

If it's wrong, it's the way Sister Odile did it.

Sister Odile sniped the enemy knight as she watched the trend of battle (sorry) with such thoughts stuffed in her chest.

Whatever it is in the midst of a brawl, it's a one-horse beating place that should be sacred.

Rave heard a blood vessel cut somewhere in his head.

What is a true knight, watering down a confrontation between heroes?

By the time I realized it, I had left the cavalry formation and was breaking through the boundaries of Heliatium at maximum battle speed.

To be honest, it didn't matter, such as the U.S.S. crowd going right and left to the trend of battle (sorry).

I don't want to kill, I don't want to help, I'm not interested in being around that much.

But I wasn't convinced that Odile was going to do what he said.

So that surrender recommendation, to tell the truth, went with the intent of provocation.

He seemed to be speaking for Odile as he stood, and I was hoping that there might still be a man in this city (town) with a temper.

It was a kind of seditious complaint.

I was temporarily disappointed that there was no such thing in the frightened faces of the people who fell out into the streets.

That's where the Black Knight appeared.