Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

A thousand years of kingdom. The official name is Laelia, the Holy Kingdom. I'm not sure what time the country was founded, but at least I'm sure it's the oldest kingdom in today's Enefia.

In the first place, they say that the number of years in the place confirmed by official documents is a little less than 1300 years before the founding of the country. Nevertheless, this is an official document. So if it was the legendary founder Shamana Shamana, it's nearly 1,500 years old.

It was an unsurprising number of years that they themselves, and others, would say the Millennium Kingdom. As a truth, it has lasted more than a thousand years. but for this reason, as a nation, it was ancient, and the ideals of those of the time had already been shaped to become hotbeds of corruption and disloyalty.

One of the princes of that corrupt country, this man. It was Air Force Marshal Sharik Laelia. He was now coming to the land where a man named Shamana Shamana, whose kingdom had been founded for a thousand years by himself, grew up.

Nevertheless, this is not unusual for royalty. Anyway, this is where the ancestors grew up. And at the same time, the cemetery where the ancestors are worshipped is close by. Even the Great Elders were so unquestionable a place to say for the prayer of victory in the forthcoming battle. And there's no lie there. The only difference is who is the battle's prayer for victory?

"Founding Shamana Shamana... a wise man also known as the sage of the mountains who accumulated wisdom in this land..."

Sharik, one, had his hands together on a consolation tablet dedicated to the tomb of his own distant ancestors. The founding fathers are said to have grown in this land. I've never heard of how my parents were. The legend tells us that he was born with the earth as his parents.

Well, that can happen when you become a family member of some great spirit, like the fairies, but they are thought to be probably different Laerian people. So I guess not. Nevertheless, birth doesn't matter. What matters is not where you were born. How did you live?

"You have accumulated wisdom here... you have been given wisdom by him, you have conquered this continent, which was a world of war at the time... no, you have been tried to unite the war"

Sharik dares to read out what Kazu Shamana could have accomplished. At the time, he was the one who unified it, so to speak, in a place called the Warring States Period on this continent.

By analogy in the Enesian continent of the kites, it would be Cain, the opening emperor of the Malus Empire, not Ixphos, the first emperor of the Empire of Entesia. Thinking about the times can be likened to similar circumstances.

The period during which the ancient civilization Maidea, which existed on this continent, was supposedly extinguished is approximately 2,000 years ago. It's almost like Loomia at times. It is not hard to imagine that there would have been a period of war after that, just like the Enesian continent. And so he opened his mouth, as he spoke of some determination.

"... in Japan, they have this kind of story. Cherry Blossom Cutting Fool, Plum Cutting Uncut Fool and. They say it's simply a saying to look good... but anyway, as it is now, our country will not be able to withstand the coming storm. Is our country plum or cherry blossom? Your Majesty, let me believe in your country of interest. I believe that the tree called Our Holy Kingdom will not rot after the pruning."

Shalik salutes before the tomb of Shamana the Holy King. He never thought of himself as a pruner. But I dare you, I could metaphor for it. He likened the Great Elder and the Senate to rotten nuts.

And that rotten nut couldn't be harvested in time, and finally allowed the branches to proceed with corrosion. If it stays like this, it will rot all the trees not far away. Then the time has come for each branch to be cut off before it gets any further. That's how he moves further back. From here on out, it is a kind of lockdown where even the big bosses are not allowed to enter. Only the royal family of Laeria can get in.

And furthermore, it is also the resting place of the Great Spirit. Therefore, demons hardly appear. And where the assassination has been jeopardized, no one here alone will assassinate.

It looks like this could be a blind spot, but whoever could do that in Enefia, where the prestige of the Great Spirit is ringing on the boulder, was not alone, except in the Patriarchate. Of course, there will be no orders.

Because you can't get out of their eyes. There's no point in assassinating them if they find out it was them who ordered them. Avoid buying their inquisitions only if they are elders or senators.

Sharik goes to some extent, kneeling, taking off his gloves and putting his hands on the ground with his bare skin. In front of him was a mountainous area where several mountains joined with magnificent nature. All these 50km quadrants were in this restricted area. Roughly one mountainous area fit perfectly together.

"'Sage of the earth'... hear my voice..."

Sharik asks, as he whines. In that way, he revitalizes the power of the clan given to him. This power is generally hidden, but if it can be activated to some extent with the reading, it can also be written, that is, send the will to the target. That's what I'm using.

"... well. Thank you."

A while later. Sharik bows his head to someone while kneeling. What he was using his power to interact with was a special being called the 'Wise Man of the earth'. Unlike the Great Spirit, he was considered a kind of Spirit.

He, or her wisdom, was enormous, and the story was that there was roughly nothing unknown. Of course, metastases are more familiar than the crowd. As Sharik once said, it was possible that he even knew the art of crossing the world. And they know more about strategy and tactics.

We don't even know how far that wisdom extends, Sharik. All I know is that by him, the divine king Shamana was endowed with wisdom and was able to unify the world of war.

It was only certain that he was wise enough, at least, to be the champion of a continent of havoc. Then he went back to his men's waiting areas after the scene.

"I've been waiting for you, Your Majesty"

"My lord. Don't get me wrong."

"I'm sorry."

My men were quick, and I bowed my head slightly in the light. I don't know where or who's listening. Nevertheless, the time is near. I guess there's no way to get this level of lapse. Not so long ago, we've all been patient. As the day approaches, the excitement doesn't seem to hold back.

That's how they got into the small airship they came aboard. Here, Sharik reads the mind and only distributes the proximity in the trustworthy vicinity. Therefore, Sharik decided to inquire about his current progress.

"What about Hannah?

"I thought it was about time we left... oh, there was a message in the correspondence. I left earlier, he said. The convoy has already turned back."

"Right..."

Sharik says well so far, and puts a relief to mind. Nevertheless, not everything was going well. That's how he dropped his eyes on a certain document he had just received.

"... Again, do you get it"

"I'm still suspicious, I thought. I'm guessing his cover is working."

"Naturally."

Sharik deals with the slightest bitterness on his face, but also by consciously driving it out. It was on the paperwork about Kate's medal award. I wish they would have gone as far as they wanted, but they didn't.

Well, there's a sign that we're moving this far. It was about time I started to think it was suspicious with the big bosses, even though I had control of the army on the north side. and report a communication that another proximity has come in from the communication machine at that location.

"My lord. There is a call in on the matter..."

"Hmm..."

Sharik begins to figure out what to do with the nearby preaching. I don't care what you think of this, make an explanation, or anything like that. They come to assassinate relentlessly if in doubt. That's the way they've survived. I mean, with Queen Shanna, it was probably time for Sharik to be buried, an arithmetic. If so, I also see an approximate path.

"... I'm not going. When you arrive at the base, you will be asked to adjust your plans."

Copy that, sir.

The big bosses won't know until what time this one moves. Sharik expects so. Otherwise, it's not a call already, because they're moving the army first, or the insiders will come here to give us an urgent alert.

"Later... you just wait for a guy named that kite to come..."

"Is it possible?"

"... I don't know. but I want to believe it's possible"

Sharik does not affirm, but declares his aspirations, to the inquiry of the proximity. That was not a soldier, but a face as one brother.

"Is it impossible to make contact from here?

"Perhaps, I thought it was impossible. I was wondering if it would be difficult to make contact on the road."

"Well... I wish I could apologize to him for what time..."

Sharik sighed a little, sorry. Similar faces are found on the sides. Even though there was no other way, there was still resistance to involving those who knew nothing without knowing anything. But that was all I had.

Everywhere they went, they were good men. but it's not like you can't do bad things because you're a good person. Sometimes I understand it as an evil way, and I exchange it.

"Send word to Velph Base. I wonder what's going on with Hannah's route."

Copy that, sir.

Sharik sends an order. Fortunately, his position is Air Force Marshal. Many of the airships are under his command. Instead, they include the smallest number and a large number of other people from the Army and Navy in a joint relationship with the Army, but on the contrary, this time the advantage was that they were leading the airship.

The part about using airships among border guards is his area. It was easy for his own insiders to infiltrate the border guards. As such, there was an immediate response.

"I'm here. I'm planning to use Route 3."

"At number three... the shortest route"

"Yes, that's what the big bosses decided was the best way to avoid suspicion."

"Sure, right"

Sharik agrees with Hannah's intentions. She is a collaborator of Sharik, not one of Sharik's men. It wasn't moving on his orders. She was also moving because of some intent on her part.

"Nevertheless, in this case there are both advantages and disadvantages..."

"If you're close, you won't be questioned, and if you're far away, you'll get their gestures."

"The prospect of this insider being able to move... doesn't it? Just ask for confirmation."

"Okay. It will probably be under the jurisdiction of 3rd Mobile Corps, so get in touch with you."

"I asked."

Sharik agreed with the adjacent words, sitting deeply in the chair.

"... even I can retreat, and even more so if he had many powerful user-demons... no, can't user-demons be used? Escape alone... let me try."

Sharik is small and sends encouragement to Kite. Whatever the cause, it was Kite who would probably be placed in the most dangerous place. It is not acceptable to him to convey it, and it is unlikely that he will be able to do so. All I could do was send a small encouragement from this place.

"Hannah has the key to the example?

"Already."

"Well... later, her chest three inches,"

Sharik hit every hand he could, and then he decided to leave it all to Heavenly Luck to close his eyes.

Then, a few days later. The Kites' airships had encountered the border guards of the Millennium Kingdom.

"This is the 117th Squad belonging to the 3rd Mobile Unit. Aircraft there, requesting a response '

"Yes."

"Tell them where the ship belongs and why."

"The control number..."

Hannah follows the instructions of the Border Guard detachment and tells them the control number and purpose of the ship. And naturally, I was instructed to do so as a country. So he immediately understood the situation. And, such a correspondent, I secretly looked around to check my situation.

(Left... big old man. On the right is the Senate. No.)

He smiles slightly at the fact that all his colleagues on the left and right were different factions. Now I wish he was alone, but unfortunately, there were other detectives in the communications room.

At this hour, he was supposed to be on his own mission, but the suspicion of the Verph base in the north probably led to orders from their faction to wait as long as possible.

Now he was also ordered to wait as long as possible in the communications room by his superiors of the Senate, to whom he belonged ostensibly. And the two of us, yeah. He suspected that there might be an inside man among us.

"Really? Guests are welcome to visit"

"Thank you"

Hannah's voice echoed in the ears of a Shalikh correspondent. As the communication was thus cut off, a colleague of the Great Elders beside him spoke up.

"Who?

"Oh, he's the one with the doll's side. Look, you were talking about calling the guy who said he'd get a medal or something, right?

"Oh, with that said... hey, I'm gonna go to the bathroom for a minute before the next ship comes"

"Aiyi"

That's what my colleagues at the Great Presbyterian say, after the occasion. He is expected to make as little mistake as possible because this medal ceremony is close. As such, a colleague of the Senate sends his gaze here.

I'll borrow your comms.

"Oh."

That's what my senatorial colleague said, he took the comms in a bit of a hurry. Good thing my colleagues thought it was the same faction, I was going to put in contact with the Senate.

He looks at the door as he looks a little distracted, sidelined by a colleague who is thus distracted by the communication. On the face of it, I was watching to see if my colleagues from the Great Presbyterian earlier would return, in fact.

"Phew..."

There is a grin in his face secretly. It was to hide this. It was Kate's visit that was the wolf smoke for them. So, finally. It was the last piece for them.