Sevens

That's the sixth generation memory room.

I was trained, and when I was passed, I was shown a sixth generation memory.

One woman - a sixth generation belly sister - was crying and hugging her own real mother.

Fifth Generation - When I look at Fredricks, I lean down and start crying even more.

The sixth generation in memory - Fines.

'Father, I've had a hard time. Leave me alone.'

Fines, the brother who shelters his sister, but Fredricks is not. Seeing her crying daughter, she is her own concubine, to the mother of a woman.

'... I'm taking you home. I'll do it.'

Then a woman.

'...' cause you're putting me out there to be my wife! They treat me like a thing... because I'm the daughter of a house with only blood muscles, anyway!

My real mother takes Fredrix out of the room with a hug of a woman who can be cursed and murmured as she is.

And Feynes couldn't stand it, grabbed Fredricks' chest.

"Are animals more important than children that much! My daughter's been treated like that, and you can't even be angry, you!

Then Fredrix was just laughing a little bit.

Keep it up, when you throw Fines away, you hold him against the floor. Running into the room was my real wife Fines' mother.

"Fines!"

Feynes' mother was in a panic when she saw the sight of her own child being held against the floor. And Fredricks squeals small.

'Yes, you guys are fine... pass'

When you say that and release Fines, Fredricks shouts.

"Prepare the weapons. Get the horses out of here! Fines, I need you to come out too. No... you take the lead '

Feynes was surprised to see his laughing father.

When Fredricks left the room saying so, the ministers were gathering in front of the room. Skipping instructions one after the other, the ministers began to move in great haste.

But he seemed happy somewhere.

Fines shrugs when he sees his father happy when he is held up by his real mother.

'What the hell. Such an unfathomable father......'

Then, Fines' real mother.

'They used to laugh a lot. That was sweet. Haven't you heard from your grandmother?

Fines is.

'... heard, but thought it was a lie'

That said, Fines leaves the room when he leaves his real mother.

Seeing how it was, the sixth generation had their hands on the chin. He seemed happy, and he was about to miss it.

The scene changes.

It was outside there.

In the middle of the settlement was a city surrounded by walls made of marutai. The fields were spreading and the rivers flowing. But it's not an idyllic sight.

A knight was riding a horse, and soldiers were forming a line and walking.

Gear, and number - it looked like there was a decision somewhere. Raising the flag, we are aiming to put an end to it there, and we walk through an armed group of settlements.

"What, this? Normally, if you get this far, you'll be resisted or something!

Then, the sixth generation was laughing. I laughed a lot and pointed to a place.

"How about if the resistance is pointless?"

Looking back, there are successive knights and soldiers walking in from behind. It is not only from that path that we come together.

They were gathering from around us for the city.

Sixth generation, look nostalgic.

"Our father thought about the Walt family's military code. But in order to do that, it was necessary to place people who had learned military law everywhere. I can't even teach without distinguishing between enemy allies. So we needed... to educate and train us all over the place. You taught your daughter and told her to tell her. '

"Did you do that?

"Ah. But at the time, I thought it was doing it in every house."

I was wondering if I needed to do that. In the seventh generation, it must have spread even further.

"The number of soldiers, the weapons, the preaching, the military rules… it was only by this time that the elite in defending them was able to do so"

That's probably why I saw regularity in my gear.

And the sixth generation says:

'Look. You've got soldiers panicking up the wall watching. I gathered them in a hurry!

Sometimes within the realm, but I would say that this is the fifth generation that has made this number a situation that can move quickly.

That's all, I've been tormented by the lords around me, so maybe I felt the need.

When I looked at the city, a messenger for negotiations jumped out in a hurry.

The view turned into a tent with Fredricks and Fines. There are men in arms.

A messenger looked blue and watched Fredrix sitting in a chair.

Next to Fredricks, there was a woman who was not a perfect fit for her village daughter. My real mother escorted me, and I sat down and leaned down.

Seeing how it goes, a brother with the same mother stands up and tries to beat the messenger. Then the other brothers around him were stopping.

"Get off me! These guys, you heard what you did to my sister! Jump your neck here and I'll give you that in reply!

To the rambling brothers, Fines.

"Don't kill the messenger! That's our rule. When you kill, it's on the battlefield or after."

The messenger had a blue face.

'Viscount! We have sworn to be in your refuge! This response is not much!

Then Fredricks turned his gaze to his daughter, who leaned next to him.

'... tell the messenger there what has been done. After that, your family will take care of everything. "

Then the woman began to talk with her potatoes as she leaned down.

"... you don't need it after you have a boy,"

A messenger looked blue and tried to solve the misunderstanding.

'Chi, no! That may have gone a little too far when teaching our rules, but it's trying to teach strictly'

To the sharp gaze around her, the woman opened her mouth again when the messenger shut up. Behind the brothers are also the nobles, the other stepchildren.

"... how many pieces of furniture your mother gave me in gold coins. Poor people's unreliable homes."

Crying, I saw a woman soaking tears with her hands, and the reaction around her had turned cold. Then Fredrix started laughing.

"Well, I'm a poor nobleman! I'm sorry. I had so many kids, I couldn't spend money on them. So? '

A messenger was sending her gaze to a woman, and from her eyes were tears. I remember what I've done, and maybe I regret it.

'... the Walt people are slaves. I'll betray you and plunder you again, so all you have to do is give me the blood of the nobles. They took my son away... I've never even held him properly!

Hearing that, it was killer in the tent. I have a sitter in this neighborhood, and I look at the messenger and yell at him.

'Did you still intend to! I'll have the same foster parents, so I'll tell you to flush the roots into the water... Viscount! I want you to leave it to my house first! As a house that welcomed the Viscount's daughter in the same way, these are unforgivable!

Then the Feynes brothers.

"Treated my sister like a slave? Just kidding! Tell him to go home and do the battle! That's why I didn't want this house to be a foster child! Sell it to the fallen baron!

The sixth generation was laughing, and I couldn't swallow the situation. I snapped my neck.

"Falling? Um, what happened?

'Hmm? Oh, at this time of year, the next baron house was a downfall. Well, it was rampant in scattered Walt family territory. See, there, the fifth generation crushed the pale entering thieves, and the mercenary regiment has crushed them, too. They also took some pretty terrible measures, but then the baron family came to loot... the knight was killed and the horse and gear were gone on top of not being able to loot! And you keep losing, and you lose your credibility!

When I heard that, I somehow understood. The fifth generation has endured.

He has crushed the attacking thieves, crushing mercenary regiments, the maidens of other houses who came to loot them, etc. When that happens, the Walt family would be a pain in the ass from the other side.

"Well, even though they're from the same country, you don't trust them to repeat looting or anything,"

But the sixth generation.

'There are quite a few of them. We were on the other hand investing in internal affairs, and we got more allies in our matrimonial diplomacy. It's real noble blood. I wanted it everywhere. "

Wizard. The blood of the nobles so called were many houses that neither the same nobility nor had. So I guess the fifth generation used that.

The messenger desperately repeats the clarification, but the flow did not change already.

Fredrix said to stand up.

'Enough is enough. Go home and tell him. Get your weapons ready. "

A messenger sits on the spot and asks for help from a woman who is crying.

'Please help! Our territory will be eradicated as it is! I will never repeat anything like this again! So, no!

And Fredrics...

'Then give me back my grandson. Educate here. Then I'll have our Lord's neck handed to us. Let me expose the body. "

Even then, the minister's house, which was the Lord, was told to be destroyed for missing the status quo.

"... Are you convinced of this?

The sixth generation.

'There's no way I would. But it was easy. "

Then the footage showed the burning city. The mansion in the center of the city was burning and a baby was held in the woman's hand.

"... even though my surroundings aren't burning"

If you look around, the only thing that's burning is the mansion. And the bodies of knights and soldiers were rolling on the ground.

For the sixth generation to say.

"When the messenger returned and explained the circumstances, preparations for the war began. But the inhabitants did not obey. Troops that reach 10,000. Surrounded and panicked. Now that the Walts are on the offensive from here, it's like that wolf smoke. '

Thus, what happens when you defy the Walt family - that, he said, has made known to the maidens.

After this, they reacted differently.

Fredricks walked over to Fines, who was watching the burning mansion.

And -.

'Remember. It's not human resources. This is the future of the Walt family if you make any mistakes.'

As Fines looked back, Fredricks handed him the blue balls.

"Oh, Dad."

'That's all I've got to do. You take over later. I'll hide. I'm tired... I'll leave the rest to you'

The fifth generation of grins tired of saying so walked away from the spot.

The footage stained grey and the sixth generation said time would stop.

"There are enemies all around us, and we don't know if we're enemies or allies around us. The only one I could count on... Right, was the Foxxx family? Such a father managed to form a shape in our generation. I still don't want to admit I did it the right way. '

The fifth generation made a lot of children. But at the same time, that was a big problem. It's about family, that is, brothers fighting each other.

"The fifth generation may have... made it possible for my family to be hostile to me."

I looked more hostile to myself than the sixth generation to inherit the house and bring my family together.

'I don't know, to be honest. You didn't ask, did you? I'll never tell you. Ma, we did have a lot of brotherly fights, but not until we killed each other. If anything, this is how we got together and fought our enemies. I've been told a lot by my mothers later. Later on, I couldn't deny everything. "

The surrounding view disappeared, and the mansion's garden was visible. The sixth generation called out to me when I put my arms together.

'I am, Lyell... I just moved the armies prepared by the fifth generation. We won by fighting the people around us because the fifth generation had it all ready. I was ready to win, and I was winning to win. That's all. "

The sixth generation broadened the Walt family's dominant area to a large extent. But he told me it was because there was a fifth generation of basement.

I'm in the sixth generation.

"That's not true. The sixth generation is strong, and you can count on it."

When I said that, the sixth generation I looked back at was laughing. Laugh, and...

'I hope so. Various failures also annoyed Broad. It was somewhere between us. "

I thought the relationship between the sixth and seventh generations was good. But I guess something happened, just not on the surface like the historical contemporary.

After a deep sigh, the sixth generation took a serious look at my face.

"Lyell, I'll teach you my skills. … [Real Specs]. This is my third skill. You'll get more information than ever before '

If you ask, what is the state of the person? Seems we can learn more about that. But what I thought was more than skills.

"Why... it doesn't have to be now"

Hearing my squeaky voice, the sixth generation shook his head to the side. The last skill - the third of the sixth generation - being taught the skills of the final stage meant goodbye.

'No, because it is now. That's all I can do for you. The rest of them will be there for you. You can count on me more than I can. "

"I haven't finished anything yet. Isn't that just the beginning? Plus, I'm counting on the sixth generation!

The sixth generation cheeked at his fingertips. I was laughing bitterly.

'No, I'm done. If you can't win with this, that's it for you. But I believe you will win. I'm done here. No, it's going to stay forever if it's not here. I don't feel bad about being held back, either. But, Lyell... our purpose is to entrust you with our skills. That's a little... no, that's a lot of stretch. Use my skills to see. I just want to know more about how to use it.'

As they say, I saw it using my skills. The amount of information is different from searches and specs.

"You can use it at the same time as your fifth generation skills, but this guy is amazing on his own. It's hard to use because there's too much information."

When I used my skills, I held my head down with my left hand to a rapidly increasing amount of information.

The sixth generation is laughing and watching.

'I can't use it for very long, but it's handy with a lot of things. Don't worry, you can use it. Now there's nothing to remember. "

I try to say something, I just - I remember the regrets of the first and second generation at the same time. He showed pity to the first generation until the end.

In the second generation, I refused and couldn't say goodbye properly.

I can't help but make a smile.

"Oh, thank you. I think the sixth generation is amazing. Well, there are some things I can't do, but... I've been told a lot!

Sixth generation, when you smile tenderly.

'I really wanted to teach you more. Alcohol, gambling on it...... bad play too! I enjoyed teaching Lyell a lot, too. Then, Miranda and Shannon, please. Make me happy.'

"Is that it to the end? I know. I'll do whatever I can."

The sixth generation making jokes. Me to go with it.

And as the surrounding scenery disappears into particles of light, the sixth generation heads on.

"Ahhh, I knew it was a lie. Actually, there was a remnant. '

That's what I said. I'm laughing, but I'm looking a little lonely.

"What is it?

Sixth generation, put your hands on my shoulder.

'You can't see your sunshine. I wanted to see you swing Halvard on the horse and decorate the first line. No, you're not... I wanted to see you stand up to Ceres, too. Damn, I just teach skills, but I really want to take care of them'

"Then why don't we take a look at it a little bit more"

Speaking of my feelings, the sixth generation shook his head sideways.

'I told you. Then you don't know when to trust your skills, do you?... chest up, Lyell. You can do it. You're a life full of my failures, and you're one of the few people I'm proud of. As much as I'd like to thank you. "

When I open my mouth, the sixth generation disappears.

"Thank you, Lyell... and I believe you can do it."

"It's me... I'm proud of my sixth generation too! He's my proud ancestor!

Did you get my word, or didn't you? - Sixth generation, smiled and disappeared.

When I woke up, my tears spilled.

Touching his cheek, he still seemed to be crying.

"I put up with you. I knew I couldn't... they must have seen me crying"

I woke up my upper body, and when I whined so, I heard voices from the treasure balls I had placed on a table by the bed.

Fifth generation.

'... Fine. It's not like I'm angry. "

The seventh generation has thanked me.

'Thank you, Lyell. I kept my distance somewhere in the sixth generation. I refused even if they recommended Halvard. I still remember how lonely your father looked then. When I was teaching you, it seemed like real fun. Thank you, Lyell.'

I saw Miranda sleeping in the next bed. It's still dark outside the window.

(I don't have time to stop. But only now)

There was regret in me. I wish the sixth generation had taught me a lot more. He said we should have talked more.

With that said...

(With that said, the sixth generation was better than me from the start. He followed me and stuff. Don't get lonely again)

I grabbed the treasure ball and I gripped it.