Sevens

"Ha, the dream I had yesterday sucked. Let's stop the speech today. Look, I'm sure it's a bad implication."

At breakfast, I didn't really care about me saying that. Monica, who carries the dishes, and Damien's automatons are excited to see the dishes on the table that are going away in large quantities.

"This is it, this! Oh, now we're the brightest!

He's glad he was born to devote himself to people and he's fulfilling his share. In front of me, May looks like he's got his hands on tons of meat in the morning -.

"That's my meat!

But Shannon was eating one dull.

"Nice! I'm a grown-up."

I laughed with my nose as I looked at Shannon's breasts. Then, the bone after eating hits my face. "Where are you looking! to Shannon," and so forth, keeping his gaze of pity to his chest.

"There's no sign of ever growing up. It's someone's chest."

While Miranda eats toast.

"Shannon, be quiet. So, what kind of dream did Lyell have?"

Normally Nowem would react to me, but Nowem is just eating right now. Miranda called my name and looked up.

I wipe my face with the towel Monica brought me.

"Listen, I actually had a terrible dream yesterday. When I woke up in the morning, a naked woman was sleeping next door - no, because it's a dream. Because it's not real."

The dining room in the manoeuvring fortress became quiet when a naked woman slept, etc. When I say I'm a proper dream, General Blower, who was in it, seems boring.

"It's before the showdown, so if you think you're with someone... the bet is carried over after the war"

The same goes for the baldoor.

"Don't gamble with Master Lyell. But I don't know if it's honest to come here and sleep alone."

Mr. Maxim, depressed, while cooking with a fork.

"... Isn't Lord Nowem okay? I'm already betting a good amount on that, so make up your mind."

I hope you don't tell the throw. Damien, while receiving drinks served from the automaton.

"I don't know if you've decided who you're dealing with yet or if you say it sounds like Lyell...... what do you think, Grandpa Latata"

Grandpa Latata, who was eating lavishly, cheeked the meat.

"Can I bet, too?

Damien called the automaton and started teaching Grandpa Latata the current odds and candidates. I cough.

"... so I had a woman and I jumped up. I didn't see his face, but it was Miranda who opened the door when he panicked because he was naked"

Miranda seems a little happy.

"Oh, did you care enough to come out of your dreams?

But I'll be right there.

"... you looked scared with a knife, didn't you? I screamed and ran away because I was wearing clothes. I knew it when I looked in the eye. If you stay like this, they'll kill you."

Then Alia and Gracia were putting their hands on their mouths and laughing at Miranda, who had hardened.

"Ah, it's possible. Miranda could do it."

"Oh, I could have imagined that too"

We've both been friends lately as to whether we can talk to each other about things in our brainstorm buddies. It's just that Miranda's gaze was capturing the two of us. Well, I don't care about that.

"So, when I escaped, it was inside this fortress. Running down the narrow aisle, there's Eliza."

Eliza reacts with Pickle, but nothing very significant.

"I was running around looking for Gracia, so I pointed to Miranda. Yeah, I was scared, so I was hoping you could prevent me."

I thought it was bad for Eliza to be disappointed, but then my dreams continue.

"When you go outside, come on, there are soldiers standing around with weapons. Already in a hurry, Aria is riding her horse and looking at me. Those were definitely eyes with grudges against me. 'Cause it's a dream, they're gonna chase you around treating you like a traitor."

I was rooted for falling asleep with someone and chased around - the worst thing that ever happened was afterwards.

"Gracia was in on it. Running away, there was Ludmila."

Ludmila was graceful over a cup of tea.

"Ahead? I'm a doer in my dreams."

"It was some kind of bed or bedding, so I ran away to a different person."

As Ludmila solidified, Gracia and Eliza were pointing their fingers and laughing.

"The one who brings out the bed outside...... Pfft!

"That's a lot of work. We can't even imagine."

I kept talking because Ludmila had a doth voice when she saw them and said, "I'm telling you it's a dream..." etc.

"Finally shaking it off and hiding, there was Mae."

May was mogging while eating meat.

"Eva's on her back, and she's got some sort of bow and arrow. When I ran away thinking these guys were enemies, an arrow flew in from behind me."

Eva and May wipe their mouths.

"A bow on a horse... it's a little hard, isn't it? There's nothing I can't do."

"To some extent, I can run without shaking it. But I'm not going after Lyell for that."

I guess so. These two understand that their priorities are low.

"So I fled into a cave because the sky is also dangerous. Then there's Clara reading a book in the dark room, and she's already blocked the escape route, right? Then Vera walks up the road and smiles."

Vera was frightened.

"What, you think I worked with Clara to hunt her down? No, that's a boulder..."

If I had wanted Clara to make it clear that she wouldn't, Clara would have turned her gaze to everyone and was confused.

"Wait. I'm talking about dreams."

Just while Ludmila puts her hand on her chin.

"Dark hose...... no, it could be"

I kept talking.

"So you got scared and managed to escape, didn't you? In the end, I don't know who slept next door, but don't sweat when you wake up being chased around like that. Shannon comes out and tells me to wake up. Well, Shannon was calling me to wake you. But I was surprised and shouted."

Shannon looks at me.

"So you shouted in the morning? I'm not stupid."

There was someone clearly dropping their shoulders against Shannon, who was laughing. Monica.

"Wow, I'm not dreaming of a chicken bastard..."

I was laughing at Monica like that with her hands on her mouth, Nos. 1, 2 and 3, Damian's automaton.

"You were seriously chased around and everyone was scared of their faces. Ha, it's definitely a bad dream about who it was after all...... or the dreams of being chased around by your allies. Let's stop today."

Then, while General Blower, who was listening, put his hand on his chin.

"Isn't that Lord Nowem? No, I slept next door, didn't I?

Monica, looking at General Blower.

"So you naturally skipped me. The only thing you can chill on me is chicken bastards. I'm not at all excited to get cold from anywhere else."

Again, Monica should ignore it.

Everyone's gaze gathered at Nowem. But Nowem is a little bonkers.

"Huh?... Oh, you know what?

It was solidified while holding the toast. Then everyone's gaze moves to the coughed baldoor.

"I have bad dreams, so I have trouble avoiding speeches, etc. Because today is the day to attack Central."

Yes, coalition forces rallied to surround Central. It's like I'm gonna give my last speech before Central doesn't react.

"Eh, let's make it a different day. It's a bad implication."

Baldoor piques my eyebrows at my unwillingness.

"No. I'm already ready."

Well, I'm not even seriously going to stop it. It's just a breakfast conversation. I wanted to relax because I was a little nervous myself.

However, it was understandable that Nowem was more contrived than I imagined.

Once, my ancestors - my ancestors Lyell - attacked Central.

It is for the elimination of the causes that led to corruption in the country, which was said to be the beauty of the Dungeons.

In terms of results, we succeeded in defeating Agrissa.

It's just that the Bansaim family - to the lord nobles of the time, took a delicious place. From the tabular stage of history was pushed, and the Bansaim royal family saved the continent and founded the kingdom of Bansaim.

They politely erased records and so on, whether it had been a leap forward.

Your ancestors who originally thought only of defeating Agrissa and didn't promote it around much.

Were you dating at the time, or the woman you were married to had children. It was also a long time ago that Nowem, at the time of the Foxz family, tried to take charge and defeat Bansaim. The woman wanted peace and went under the protection of the Bansaim royal family in Central.

Maybe that's not a mistake either.

"Well, depending on what you do, you can destroy Bansaim as it is."

By the stage of the manoeuvre fortress, I was squeezing the treasure ball with my hand, whining about it. Next door, Nowem stands.

"... she had given up fighting. It was more about me than how hard my husband had been struggling."

I think that's an overstatement.

"If you have kids in your stomach, isn't that something you want to protect too?

It was Aria who scoffed back to Nowem. With the spear on his shoulder, waiting for time to come.

Does Nowem also understand the area?

"Thanks to the birth of the Bansaim royal family, the continent has broken. Some famous men have since been born, but the Walt family has been tormented many times by the Bansaim royal family. It's not just the Walt family."

The first generation seems to hit the grandchildren of the ancestors who defeated Agrissa.

Nearly two hundred and fifty years passed since the first basil walt became independent and lord noble in the wake of his first love.

Are you ready, Clara's coming to me. And Eva, as the backside, was getting ready for her skills.

"Mr. Lyell, we're ready. Eva seems ready to use her skills as well. What about the performance?

I'll think about it for a second.

"Well, it's tough stuff without difficulty, the last guy to cheer it up, huh? Or Eva's skills are handy. I deliver my voice to people, and I'm free to play."

Then Eva came up with a face.

"Convenient. But as far as I'm concerned, playing is good. And you don't really like delivering your voice with your skills. So don't let them use it too much in the future."

Waving hilariously, Eva returns. I grabbed the treasure ball.

Miranda and Aria, who were nearby, call me.

"Here, go."

"Bisi, you have to make up your mind. He's a general."

I'll smile at both of you. Clara walked away to move the trick. And then Nowem sees me trying to get on stage, and he's going to bow his head.

"Dear Lyell, I know there are some things that I think are going on, but this Nowem Foxz...... I'm going to give it to you until the end"

I snorted.

"I hope that's the last thing I think. I'm coming."

Going up to the stage, I heard music with Eva's skills first. It's like they're playing nearby.

And I took a deep breath.

Slowly, I came to a position where the stage could rise and look over the whole thing. When I stop, I feel my surrounding gaze gathering.

It was the turn of the third generation of skills [Dream]. Central walls were visible in front of them, surrounded by coalition forces.

Create my illusion so everyone can see right above me. In line with my movements, the illusion was reproducing the same movements.

I can hear you, I can see you. Now it will work a little better. I open my mouth in the sound of deliberation.

"I want you to gather here and listen to me, brave men."

The knights and soldiers were called brave men, and I honored them. No doubt they are, brave men. Because we stand up to Ceres, who commits treachery and transgression, and save the continent.

And how many people in this can go home alive......

"Many will have heard of the evil treachery of the Bansaim royal family. Some may have trembled at its brutality. But you stood up a lot! You are, without a doubt, brave... heroes! No doubt the name will be engraved in this historic great battle!

Nothing like that, but the fact remains that I took part in this fight.

There was a harsh atmospheric song playing, and there was an atmosphere in my words.

"If you win this battle, the dark clouds will rise to the future of the continent. In fact, many unfortunate events have already taken place. Baim suffered a lot of damage as a result of the troops dispatched by Bansaim. The same goes for Bansaim domestic. You've all seen it by the time you get here."

Unvibrant villages and cities, as well as lords and soldiers who doubt their sanity. Released, even if he regains his sanity, he looks back on what he has done and remains guilty.

"Sooner or later, this hell will spread across the continent by Bansaim. If we do not prevent it now, the continent will be stained with death and terror! Now this is where the showdown takes place. Now the future is here to be decided!

For many who participate, it is easy to fight if we are told we are just. If I think I'm doing something wrong, I'm really hesitant.

If you don't get involved in life and death, you'll get lost.

In particular, many are soldiers from other countries not concerned, such as Bansaim. Justice, etc. - If it doesn't make sense, there's no serious flavor in this fight.

What we do makes sense. I have to tell you that. Even if it's for my own good.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this great battle needs your help. Defeat the vicious and outrageous Bansaim royal family and show justice to the continent!

Sakura's placement and willingness can also be communicated from the source, and the cheer spreads.

Yeah, this is how I send a lot of people to their dead places. And he shook up his fist, thinking he was going to kill many humans.

It's just someone had to. And I couldn't wait for someone to do it to come out.

If I had, I could have honestly helped and plowed in the fields somewhere around the border after the war. How much better that was.

If you keep your mouth shut, the people here wouldn't have been in danger. But sooner or later, Ceres moved, and the resistance may have scattered empty.

We have to stop Ceres at all costs, while the neighbouring countries still have power.

I just don't even think I'm right. What we are doing is exactly the same as Ceres.

Look at me like this, what will the historical masters say? I have been told to give up and flee to lands beyond Celes' reach.

Still, I made my own decision to follow this bloody path. Troubled, I'm sure they might have yelled at me.

Mr Mireia said.

Sit on a throne made of piled corpses. And he told me to grasp the future.

"Brave men, grab the future in its hands!