Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

There is nothing that blocks the light of the sun falling from the pale and clear sky.

It keeps sending heat and stealing the energy of the creatures that live on the ground.

If I looked at the earth, I could see the sand stretching - a place without shards of cool.

This is the Principality of Lichtein - a country ruled by a burning desert.

I still don't know how it will be told to future generations, but now on an unnamed battlefield - one war was about to come to an end.

Wear armor forged with craftsmanship. Soldiers with swords and spears cared for only to kill are neatly lined up to show their stern faces.

They are warriors created for battle, and only for that reason are the elites who dawn into training day and night - the Fourth Imperial Army, which presides over the southern guardianship of the Grants Great Empire.

In the middle of it - there was a commander, Liz, and a staff member, Biru, in a tightly guarded headquarters.

Liz made the shade with not much of a single hand of the sun's visibility. At the end of that gaze, the crest flag is disturbed.

"The Kelheit family crest flag...... Could it be, sister? But why are you here?

There is no wonder or reason why she should wonder. It takes quite a few days for the Oriental nobility to come here through the territory of the Southern nobility. If the number of soldiers is all set, it is a matter of displeasure.

To confused her, Bilu approached to tell her the answer, but Liz opened her mouth first when she noticed the signs.

"Hiro. Your sister's here."

"Does that look like Liz too?

"Yes, because the flag of the Oriental nobility is so..."

"Pfft, you're right. Indeed, there are many flags of Oriental nobility"

It was Liz with her eyes on Bilu,

"... what, that face"

He gave a beautifully organized eyebrow and made a surprising look at the boy showing the laughter he contained.

Biru puts his hand on his mouth so that he can laugh.

The behavior seemed to stir Liz's frustration and her cheeks swelled small.

Bilu uttered an apology and then threw words at her.

"By the way, do you know how many there are?

"... uh, maybe 3,000"

I told her the answer while loving her who seems dissatisfied but answers discipline.

"Actually it's 500."

"What's the meaning of this?

"I'm just making it look like a big army. Besides, reinforcements are not Eastern nobility. He's a private soldier of Glinda Border Uncle, who had him lurking in advance."

"Are you your uncle's private soldier?

"That's true."

"But that seal flag belongs to the Oriental nobles."

"I asked you to deliver the flag in advance."

"I mean, the crest flag is an Eastern nobleman, but that's your uncle's private soldier over there?

"Yeah, I think it's a good measure to improvise. Hih!?

Suddenly I get my cheeks slammed and my tail goes crazy.

"So when I saw that I was confused, I was sniveling."

"Huh."

"Have you been satisfied?

………………

Liz tells me quickly that she is lost in her choice of words.

"I was very hurt. I demand an apology."

"I'm sorry. Huh?"

"Great. Buy me something to apologize for."

I followed my cheek and then my hands went away lightly.

"If it's not something very expensive..."

"Oh, Hiro, you've got a lot of money."

"That is…… I need to leave it for later"

The money I received from the widow of the Kelheit family has to be kept for the future.

We have to get private soldiers first, and we can't just use them for nothing to pay their salaries. I let go of quite a few gold coins in this operation, but I intend to ask the Principality of Liechtenstein for their return, and even the wasted expenses have to be put aside.

"You don't have to worry about it. Because it shouldn't have been that expensive."

…………………

I don't know how much the royal family's 'not so much' will show.

So, I've never gone beyond insuring, and Bilu shrugged in a mood like her unworthy husband.

"Unless it's a jewel..."

"No. I don't look good in jewelry or anything."

Liz shook her hand as she laughed.

Biru said, 'Wouldn't you?' and lean his neck and observe Liz.

Though it leaves a little young, a pleasant smile will remind you of blooming flowers, and an even body shape will make everyone exhale admirably. If he had never chosen the path of a soldier, the men of the world must have tried to attract her interest.

(Think about it…… are there only a few jewels that would suit her)

Everyone nods in that they don't need to be dressed.

If she wears it, even the stone on the furnace end could turn into a gem.

"Well, shall we go to Lynx when we calm down?"

"Constraint. If you're lying, I'll make you drink the Flaming Emperor.

"Ha ha... you'll be dead soon."

"I'm fine. I'll burn my chest."

There are two people watching a friendly conversation - a Drix 2nd samurai officer.

"This way, in the long run, you look like a boy and girl of your age......"

One is a girl chosen to wave the Spirit Sword Five Emperors and the other is descended from the Second Emperor.

Do you two know what that means?

"At least the world will be able to stand with the return of the Twin Stars King."

- Twin Star King (Kellukeion).

It is an alias that glorifies both the first emperor Altius and the second emperor Schwartz.

After a long time of 1000 years, the two bloodlines are about to cross again.

The first emperor, Altius, arrived to win the championship with a wise man named Schwartz.

Liz, the sixth princess, also added to the curtain a noble breed called the descendants of the second emperor, who only possessed similar knowledge.

Drix thinks it's getting interesting.

It is new to my memory that that first prince welcomed the Ear Elders under the Tabernacle with the gratitude of the third prince, who began to achieve merit by gaining a talent called the "Resurrection of the Military God (Mars)".

"Will it be linked to prosperity or decline…… depending on the emperor's extraction?"

Successor disputes will be revitalized in the future. If handled poorly, it could be a spark of havoc, which also means the division of the Great Empire.

"Dear Drix,"

Turning around, the order was on one knee.

"What's wrong?

"We have captured both commanders of the Duchy of Lichtein, Count Karl and General Rankiel."

"You did well. It's like being polite."

"Yes!"

Wait for the transmission to run, and Drix approaches Bath and kneels.

"Your highness. Looks like we've captured the commander of the Duchy of Richter."

"Let's get into negotiations right away. Prepare the tent."

"Understood. I'll get ready soon."

"Please."

Again, Drix lowered his head and returned his heel to prepare.

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When I sat down in the chair, Rankiel was at the edge of the mess. I guess Carl sitting next to me feels the same way. The expression gives me an unspeakable expression that seems uncomfortable somewhere.

I can't help it. When it comes to the treatment of prisoners, it was decided to be miserable, East and West now.

But without being scolded, without being subjected to violence.

Even though the weapon was taken away, it's not even tied to a rope. The place brought to entertain guests is a tent in the desert that makes you feel midsummer and cool.

"Please wait."

And the soldiers who said and brought them both out politely.

Carl opened his mouth as the enemy disappeared in the tent.

"What the hell is this all about?

"You'd better think I'm up to something."

It's nice to say the words, but it's Rankiel scratching his jaw and roaring.

Even with his brains, this puzzling mystery is unlikely to be solved.

You don't have to plan against them more than you did. Because if we wipe them out, the Principality of Liechtenstein will collapse. Many nobles would have turned their backs, causing chaos in the country, bandits and bandits raging around everywhere, and a country where monsters would travel along the currents.

"Do you want territory?

"You'll be demanding, but you're weak for a reason."

Rankiel denies it.

If you want territory, that's what you need to talk about after you kill the Rankeels and just cut out wherever you want. It's a pitiful story, but none of the nobles after Rankir's death have the spirits to reclaim the territory taken from them. It would rather choose the path of surrender without any resistance or anything.

"You don't have to be humble just because you're a loser. If you can't, you can say no."

"So..."

Carl's expression on his face is distorted by agony. I guess you're afraid they'll cut you off for damaging your opponent's mood. Rankiel noticed, but didn't bother to point it out.

Sometimes I feel responsible for the defeat, but I want Carl to go through all sorts of experiences and get bigger when I think about the future. Lanquille may not be there when pressed for important choices because it will continue to be rough at home and abroad. In order not to be confused by the sweet words of the nobles around us, it is subtle to say that we are fortunate enough to gain experience, but it is just the right opportunity.

"I'll take care of everything. Let's follow Carl's decision."

Carl nodded as he hesitated to Lanquille, who lit a powerful light in his eyes.

"Okay."

How long has it been since the silence dropped, and the water provided in front of me is getting warm? I tried poisoning it and including it in my mouth, but without the smell, there is no irritation.

I don't even think it's more poisonous than the original. Because of the threat of assassination and other threats over the years, the stained habits will not escape.

When I smiled bitterly - the light footsteps rocked my eardrum.

The first girl to enter the tent was a girl in a liturgical feather weave over the military uniform of the Grand Empire of Grants.

This was the first time I had seen her, but I found out that she would be the Sixth Princess, the new commander of the Fourth Imperial Army, because of her beautiful appearance.

But that's not why Rankiel frowned. Because I saw a red sword hanging from her waist.

(Five Emperors of the Spirit Sword... This is the first time I've seen the real thing, but I see, I feel a lot of signs)

Then I took an alternating look at the Empress and the Red Sword and understood the feelings of the people who stood with the "Flaming Princess".

More importantly, he has only been chosen by the Spirit Sword, and he is haunted by an ageless hegemony.

These people are horrible because they suddenly start to turn. But her fire still doesn't look weak and blossoming talent.

Therefore, Rankir concludes that she is not the one who cornered him.

………………

The next time he saw the boy who came to the tent, Rankiel lost his word.

From above the old military uniform of the Grand Empire, the dragon's design weaves a black coat on his shoulder.

A boy wearing an eyelid enough to cover half his face. One eye is hidden...

(- Heavenly Eye (Uranos) Huh!?

It is one of the three secretive eyes of the world, also known as the "Baldic Eye", and is a physical trait that can be described as the qualities of the heroes possessed by legendary figures.

Of course Lanquille, no one in the world knows him as one.

Only one person in the world has double black. Right, there was only one person in the world.

Even if you don't know the name of the Emperor of the Grand Empire, you know the name of the "Military God (Mars)".

This is the first time I have ever seen a "Baldic" eye that has only been left in my inheritance.

(That's just amazing... I didn't know descendants really existed)

Rankir's confusion also approximated a red-haired girl walked over to her desk with a smile that made her feel adorable.

"Grand Empire of Grants, Commander of the Fourth Imperial Army, Celia Estreya Elizabeth von Grants. Sixth princess."

The girl declared so and sat in a chair,

"I am the staff of the Grand Empire of Grants, the Fourth Imperial Army. This is Hilo Schwartz von Grants. He will be the Fourth Prince."

Doesn't make you feel the grip. The face flies with spooky signs, like observation from the back of the eye, even when you're laughing. The dark eyes that eroded every corner of my mind were raging the abyss that made me think that all my thoughts were in vain.

Carl and Lanquille introduced themselves there too, looking away from the sharp eye, and Lanquille thinks that the Heavenly Precision Eye (Uranos) is more troublesome than she had heard.

"Excuse me."

A third entering bureaucrat - a figure named Dryx 2nd samurai - handed out two parchments to the two of them.

"If you look at this, please sign it."

It was written on parchment that...

The Principality of Lichtain assigns a northern strip to the Grand Empire of Grants.

The Principality of Liechtenstein will also bear the munitions and war expenses used by the Grants Empire in this war.

Both the Principality of Liechtenstein and the Grand Empire shall enter into a mutual inviolability treaty for the next three years.

In the event of an event threatening the security of the Grand Empire of Grants, the Grand Empire of Grants shall be granted the right to occupy any part of the territory of the Principality of Liechtenstein.

(Not bad...... the northern neighborhood is less fruitful and will lose one oasis city but not painful. It is troublesome for the Grants Great Empire to intervene in the name of deteriorating security, but it can also be used the other way around. The indemnity...... would be ready if we sold off the personal belongings saved up by the previous Duke)

Rankiel looks at Carl as he sums up his thoughts.

You thought the same thing, Carl nodded and tried to open his mouth,

"And so on."

The brunette boy - Biru put his hand on the desk and slapped him with his finger.

"It will take the form of a word of mouth, but if the Republic of Steisen seems to attack the Principality of Liechtenstein in the future, it is also possible to rush to reinforcements if you bear the cost of war"

"… is that true?

Carl leaned back from his chair and inquired.

Easier said than done, harder said than done - things are not easy.

Because if the Grants Great Empire were to rush to reinforcements as the Republic of Steisen actually attacked them, it could open an end to war with the Republic of Steisen. It would be sincere to want to avoid trouble unless Ferzen regains stability.

"Yeah, if that's what you want."

But the Fourth Prince of the Grants Great Empire says it's possible.

"But aren't you full of hands at Ferzen? Though it's a promise, because you can promise to do that on your own?

"It's okay. The Grand Empire will not waver in detail."

Seeing Biru's grin at Carl, he caught a chill in Rankiel's spine.

I can see you're up to something. But the thought is in the dark and not easy to explore.

"If you're convinced, can you sign it?"

Biru's sticking hands show parchment.

There's not enough time to explore this man's belly. If you try to buy some time, this man must soon be forced to plug the challenge.

Capturing Carl holding the pen at the edge of his sight, Rankiel sighs small before signing. Upon finishing the filling and offering the parchment, Biru confirmed the signature written to his hand, then exchanged two or three words with the sixth princess before handing it to the tabernacle who would refrain beside him.

It was the voice of Lanquille that came and broke the silence of a time.

"I'd like to ask you something, would you mind?

Biru's eyes turn to Rankir.

"I don't mind. Something bothering you?

"The siege that defeated us, it was brilliant. If it's not a mistake, it's similar to what I tried to do to the Fourth Imperial Army."

Lanquille's attempt to leave the Fourth Imperial Army was a flow of inviting the fort, which had diluted its defense by making it think it was fast advancing, deep into the territory to feed it, and letting it fight the Slave Liberation Army to besiege and beat where it was exhausted.

In contrast, Bhiru creates an indelible situation to suppose that he stood in his favor and retreat by letting the military station flicker into the bait, a measure that puts a siege on the exhausted Duchy of Richten forces.

If you think about it carefully, it was the difference in conditions that was so homogeneous to the measures Lanquille had thought of.

"That's where the question arose. Is it a pre-worked out measure…… or did you take the same measure to remind us of the difference in power? I would like to ask you, Professor, for future reference."

I showed him a bare gesture to think before Biru opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, but when I heard about the movements of the Duchy of Richter's army in my report, I knew what measures I was going to use. I've been thinking about applying it since I joined the Fourth Imperial Army."

"What is rendezvous… when General Keelo was still in command?

"Exactly. I didn't know what measures were needed because I didn't even know the status of the Fourth Imperial Army."

"I see…………………."

The boy avoided making a clear statement, but I guess that means both. It is one of the pre-prepared measures, which must have taken the same measures to subjugate Lanquille.

Seeing the silent Lanquille, Biru spun the words.

"Later, then, a messenger will be dispatched from the Ministry of Military Affairs. If you have any doubts, even then."

Bilu and the 6th Empress take their seats. The 6th princess goes outside first and also tries to stay in Biru.

Lanquille called out in panic toward its back.

"May I ask why you let me live? What can I say for myself... this is still called the" Arid Eagle of Heaven ", and it was feared by the surrounding countries.

Heroes and praised men - Lanquille vows revenge and attacks the Grants Great Empire after rebuilding his country. There's no way a boy who is a wise man can't think of that possibility.

"I lost this time, but I have a desire to fight again to regain my pride. If you think about it... I think you should have killed him to turn down future worries."

Lanquille was a brilliant man, but he wasn't a man who could easily get on his knees. Now, saying this wouldn't be any different from the howling of a loser, but I couldn't help but ask him if he mocked me.

"Can you answer that?

Rankiel stares at the boy's back as he holds down a painful cheek wound.

"General Rankiel."

Carl, pale in the face, blames me in a whisper.

If the boy is in a bad mood, the two necks will fly right now. You want to tell me not to waste my life that I just picked up. Drix, a second-degree samurai, was throwing a gaze of dissatisfaction at me. If he was in the boy's shoes, he might have pronounced Lanquille dead, but the double black prince didn't seem to be the little man in the vessel.

"You're smart. You know what to do."

Biru points to his own cheek and leaves. Drix, a second-degree samurai officer followed in silence.

Carl strokes his chest down relieved and looks at Rankiel.

"General Rankiel, suddenly you say that... what's wrong? It's so sweaty."

I know even if they don't tell me. A lot of sweat is gushing out of my body.

For a moment Biru turned around, ready to die. It was so intense killing.

I think when I look at Carl peeking into his face worried.

(…… Is there only one way for the Principality of Liechtenstein to survive?)

Carl can't cross with Biru. There will be only a few people in the world who can stand that hegemony.

(If it is determined that there is no value for use……)

I can't forget the madness that caught a glimpse in the back of the boy's eyes.

(That boy could come and kill us)

Rankiel glances through the wounds on his cheek with his trembling fingers.

This is advice - a sign of intent that you can kill anytime.

It was a commandment and a curse for the future, not the present.