Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

Spurions evacuated to the Dramina carriage as Doran urged them, looking out through the window in the door.

Yachiyo and Fuka curled their eyes when the earthly prison surrounding them centered around them suddenly, but Sparion and Chard, who know about Merle and Doran in their own country, were not surprised. Did not.

I'm convinced that Merle and Doran could easily do a trick like that.

From the appearance of the three people jumping over the mud wall, Chard was telling Spellion the same name as Dramina told Dran outside.

"Galior, Dantemon, Eratiri. The face I saw in the recorded video. There is no mistake."

"Oh, that's a face I've seen. It's rare that Dantemon and Eratiri move, but it's proof that the Archduke takes things so hard."

"But it's bold to move them all at the same time. The southern rebellion won't know where to end, and it's a political dispute with the princess.

Giving your maximum strength to here is a good place to play. It would have been nice if she could follow Miss Merle. ''

It is a common wisdom of the upper members of the two countries that if the 12th General of the Romar Empire gathers, they will be able to fight equally with Merle, the largest force in the Arkrest kingdom.

Actually, Merle really got serious about it for the first time in a mock battle with Doran after the contest, and the fact is different from those who did not know the true ability left information lacking But there is no way for Superior and Chard to know.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Chard sought the presence of Merle when he faced the three twelfth generals.

But Superior did not seem to think so. In spite of the faithful confidant, Spellion has a fearless smile with a face without any color of impatience or anxiety.

"I don't know. Before I got to know the Dorans, I might have said the same thing as you, but I was so excited that Merle talked about Doran and his close eyes When I consider my ability, I feel like I can leave my 12th wing opponent with confidence.

Chard, you were in battle with the Abyss Dawn. I don't think it's the same as me in the true intention? "

Chard, whose task is to protect the Spellion in lieu of his life, has always been much more rigorous than the Superion in preparing for the situation he confronted, so his words in his mouth were quite frustrating. Mouth.

However, contrary to words, Spellion had perceived that in his heart there was no such tragic feeling.

Although the Twelve-wings are a terrible fighting group of warriors and incompetents who are supposed to be superhumans, the new generation of our country is not the only one who can beat it, Spearion said from the bottom of his heart. I believe.

"That's exactly what I'm told. I think they're going to retreat with their real face. It's an overestimation if you think about it normally, but I don't think so if the opponent is Doran."

While Superior and Chard are almost convinced of the victory of the Doran based on their experience, Amria, who is looking behind the scenes behind Yachiyo and Fuka, looks into the outside and feels uneasy with a fleeting expression. I printed and shyly asked Sperion.

"That, Mr. Lion"

"I am afraid, Amria"

Although I've just met, it's clear that Amria is a low-profile, less self-asserted character, and Spellion serves and prompts Amria with a soft voice.

"Yes, those three new people have come in search of me, and Doran and others are trying to prevent it.

Do you know why Lions are so demanding?

Is it worth me to keep everyone in danger? ... "

For Amria, who has lived mostly in a castle building in the mountains since she was born, it is certain that today was not a metaphor, but a day of radical change in life.

But it would have been natural for Amria to question why he was targeted.

Amria would have thought that if Dran and the Yachiyos were in danger, they would be presenting themselves, as was the case when they were intercepted by Aslam and Xanad.

Spellion took a rough look in Amria's heart and replied to her answer rather than as a public figure.

"Surely you are not sure what you know now, why you were raised in that castle, why you are being chased by armed soldiers today, and yourself.

We don't have any solid evidence, but we have a rough idea of your birth. His birth invited everything to this day. ''

"My birth ... I know other people about my birth, whose father and mother do not know the name or face, and I have lived in that birth itself."

In spite of her sad face, Amelia bowed down, and Spellion had a true compassion, asking herself if she was qualified, and uttered words of comfort to relax.

"I can't deny it to me, but at least I met Yachiyo and Fuka and had good friendships, it wasn't somebody else's decision, but the path you chose.

And since the connection with Yachiyo and others was connected to us, we were able to meet in this way. Never forget that. ''

At first glance, Yachiyo and Fuka turned their heads away from the window and turned to Amria, affirming the words of Sperion, Yeah, and waving their heads.

Amuria smiles at the motion of the two small animals. It would have been fortunate that Amria was the first person outside to meet with Yachiyo and Fuka.

"And I don't know all of my skills, but the Dorans are strong. I'm sure they will beat those three with a keeled face."

Hearing Sperion's affirmation, Amria finally had an anxious and apologetic face.

*

Now, in light of the opposition in the Empire, we decided to just hurt the three people in front of us, and we had a little consultation with a folktale.

If two or more gather, the Romal Empire's twelve generals are super elite, which is regarded as equal to that Merle.

Even though it is almost graduation, Magic Academy students and their familiars-Deirdre are different-it is strange to say that it can be defeated by four people.

(But losing is out of the question, can't we just take Amria?)

It is Serina who has put a great premise in mind that cannot be overturned. Well, given the safety of Amria, our evaluation is secondary.

Of course, you can't lose, but is it too luxurious to want to choose a win, if possible?

(Even if you can beat it with a single shot, you can beat it, but if you are treated as merle, you will be ordered to leave Bern village, so please do not step on it)

For me who is obedient, Diadora offers a compromise.

(If you insist that we have more people, and that you haven't been able to show your full potential with Amuria in mind, what if you defeat them?

And I don't have to do anything and I don't have to worry as much as Doran thinks)

Do you care too much about me? If you lose your priority because of your own convenience, you will not fall. I don't mind if I don't mind too much

As determined by Diadora, he decided he was going too far and decided to take the course of the battle.

The reason for hesitation is that I felt that I felt hungry, and told me that I would get lost if I told you something extra.

(How do you break a corner of the mud wall and escape the carriage carrying your Highness from there? Then you can fight without worrying about the public.

You may be warned that those Gariols are Meruru-class enemies in the kingdom, but ...)

You should be fine if you are wary of the enemy. You may be assassinated, but that's not the case.

And I promised that Lynette would put it away before joining me, and, uh, let's do it without worrying too much about your Highness, yeah.

Starting with my long sword and magical sword with a single right hand, Serina makes her whole body full of magic, and Diadora stops trying to gather unconscious soldiers.

Dramina also holds a long-sword-shaped Valkyrios as usual, and looks out for the Sleipnir in the carriage.

We can't stop the Gariols and let the Sleipnir escape, but we can do it when it's time.

It took only a few moments before we decided how much to fight from our encounter with the Gariols.

In the meantime, the Gariols seemed to look around us and find out who they were.

We all noticed that a bug of the sesame seeds summoned by Eratiri was trying to break into the carriage and was hit by the protective magic of the carriage. I guess we killed us unnecessarily.

With the soldiers building the mountains and the eratili insects being bombed, the Gariols may have finally determined us to be the enemy.

Gallior pierces the mud wall with the halberd's foot, squeezing to the bottom of his belly and singing his request with a bell-like voice.

"Let's hand over to those who hid it in the carriage right now. We're not allowed to do anything to the Romal soldiers, but we'll have some room for excuses."