Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

The blizzard that was raging around on the earth left.

Grass flowers buried in the snow are beginning to peek into the sun.

But a new fierce majesty was ravaging the ground so that it could be replaced by a snowstorm.

- It is a wind of war.

As more than a thousand horseshoes trampled the flesh, they rushed towards the opposing armies.

The knights on the horse simultaneously flicker the tip of the spear. The protruding spear pierced the enemy soldier's armor easily, shredding the flesh, rolling up the blood and dyeing the sky red.

Just one assault - that's all hundreds of infantry, smashing and scattering blood fog.

Some would have barely breathed, but no one would bother to check until they had stabbed Todome.

Because by subsequent horseback riding, that life will be trampled to pieces.

Empire History September 31, 1023.

leveling kingdom, the Bariyas wilderness on the southwestern border.

Like a river of increased water, countless armies were about to become turbulent and swallow enemy troops.

At the beginning of the war - the forces of the Grants Great Empire were over 20,000, but now they are so reduced in number that they are less than 5,000 that they surround the Quartet. In contrast, the Levelling Royal Army, which is under siege, is a large army of 30,000.

If this happens, no matter how much you scratch, it is an overwhelming difference that cannot be overridden.

On a small high hill overlooking the battlefield where victory and defeat had been decided, there was the headquarters of the Royal Levelling Army.

Until the end of the war, and the soldiers are tightening their faces to be vigilant around.

Because the more the victory is now, the more likely it is to create a gap and be assaulted.

Therefore the soldier is always attentive, without being alarmed.

"One win first... Still, I'm not sure about the Grants soldiers. Because you choose death over surrender."

Prince Flaus, off the battlefield, looked up at the suspicious man in the hood standing next to him. Even if you peek in from the bottom, its expression is closed by a dark shadow and can only be confirmed by its mouth. It also remains tied to a single letter, a man who, as always, cannot read what he thinks.

"Those who are not afraid of death in battle and have bravely fulfilled themselves on the battlefield will pass away to the Great God of Grants XII. Because that's what the Grants believe."

His name is Baal Van Bitenia.

He is one of the Three Demons (Asura), who led the Levelling Kingdom Army to victory.

"Well, some of them will beg for their lives, but it's only when they keep fighting to the end that they are flattered, and the majority of Grants soldiers have that idea."

"Isn't it wasteful to die where it gets stuck? In the first place, it also equals arrogance, such as people naming God instead of the Demons"

"A thousand years ago, the most vulnerable species challenged and won the most powerful species. You can say that you've accomplished enough greatness to be deified."

"Huh, it's an abomination, but I guess I'll have to admit it there. But people seem to have forgotten." Without Zeltius, we would still be slaves. "

"So you need to remind me. We must plant our fears in people again in order to build a world of demons again"

"I know that's painful, but what if we can keep winning?

This time, while the opponent's attitude was not in order, he was able to win by launching an attack. But from now on, this won't work either.

Surviving enemy soldiers may tell their country that the ever-winning and undefeated 1st Imperial Army will come. Together, the 5th Imperial Army, led by the 2nd Prince, will come.

In addition, the Third Imperial Army is also withheld from the eastern realm of the Grants Empire.

No matter how you think about it, it is packed. That's why there's no way I can go back.

Baal spoke to Prince Fraus, who was troubled by his head.

"Are you anxious? I don't know how that feels, but I also say hurry and you'll do something wrong. I hope you're honestly pleased that you won now."

Surely Baal is right.

I guess we should honestly rejoice in the victory now that we've beaten the Grants Great Empire against us.

(Nothing to be anxious about)

More importantly, because Baal is by his side who led this battle to victory.

"Well, still, I never thought I'd prevail like this."

"That's a natural result. This one has been getting ready to keep in mind for this time. What about that one, by the way? We were wolfed by an unexpected attack, and it was only a matter of time before we gathered our numbers… We committed the mistake of being pinched, and now it seems that we will be besieged. Then there's unlimited prospects of winning."

In response to Baal's words, Prince Flaus turns his attention to the battlefield again.

It's too far from here to grasp jewelry.

However, we know that the Grants Grand Imperial Army is steadily decreasing its numbers.

Many troop leaders will also be taken over and the chain of command will be disrupted.

Morale, however, has shown an increase rather than a decline.

Maybe there's something I can do. Prince Fraus asked Baal.

"He also says he bites a cramped cat. If they reverse it from here, it's not a hoard, is it?

"Rest assured. That's not possible."

"Wouldn't that be true? The commander of the Grand Empire is a general. There are only 12 generals in that Grants Empire."

It's been quite a while since the Grants Grand Empire's general was confirmed on the front line, but we still haven't received a report that it was taken over.

- It can't be that he escaped.

Then I thought about the safest place - locked in the center, but I shook my head (wearing it) and drove the idea to a corner.

If the general is a coward, the soldiers will be fleeing the battlefield as far as possible.

When they're all different, it's horrible, but on the front line - the closest thing in the world - they're still fighting.

I guess that's inspiring and lighting the soldiers.

So the Grants Grand Imperial Army can barely keep fighting.

"Ten of us are still holding back on this, so we have a lot of people in the Grants Empire."

"It's in a position where you can buy it for gold compared to the Grand General. Because every time Richter gets picked up by himself. Well, the general over there is better than that... I'm not capable of letting a soldier die."

"I don't know. I let the soldiers die, but they have such high morale. There's still a chance we can get out of here. If we survive, we'll get a chance to save it."

"There will be no such thing."

"Why, can you say it all?

"Take a look"

Baal turned his hand to the battlefield.

"For example, the Grand General does not expose such an unusual appearance. They can't win, because they don't fight. After creating a winnable situation, the Admiral fights."

"But isn't it just this time you can't help it? If no one was set up within the same attitude, it would be like that."

"That's the difference with the general. The Admiral will not commit foolishness such as being set up without a proper attitude."

Always for a monotonous baal, it is rarely heated by the sound.

Something unusual, while Prince Flaus was surprised, Baal overlaid his words.

"If the Grand General finds out he can't win, he'll just leave. If we're going to go after it, we'll be fiercely attacking it, and this one, on the other hand, will be stuck in a predicament. Whatever your disadvantage, it is the General who finds you alive."

It's a mouthful as if we've had an immediate confrontation.

Crown Prince Flaus frowns and thinks.

It was about 30 years ago that Baal became the Three Demons General (Asura) after being liked by his predecessor.

I'm not sure what I was doing before that. I had heard about the past, but it was not easy to ask.

The nobles and the people say they are loyal about Baal, who has no taste.

(Do you think so?

Indeed, Baal is doing his best to the country.

But when it comes to whether it's worthy of credit, Prince Flaus has to shake his head.

Including the King's murder - because he's the one who brought this plan.

(If you don't cut it off somewhere, you're going to be in danger for me)

It is possible that Baal's purpose is the throne. Or are you going to puppet yourself and take real power from behind? Either way, if we stay in the lead like this, it won't be far off.

"What is it? Was it also something that bothered you?

Baal calls out to me if he wonders whether Prince Flaus has silenced him.

Looks like I've spent too much time thinking.

Prince Flaus opened his mouth carefully choosing his words so that he would not be distracted from his inner heart.

"... if the Admiral is right about Sir Bitenia. How do you beat these monsters? I heard one is cautious, but there are still four left."

"The grand general feared by the surrounding countries and the child of man. If you want to stand in front of us, make sure we slaughter you."

"Sir Bitenia. I'm not questioning your wisdom, but can you really win? We won't be able to retreat later."

"Prince Flaus is worrying. Leave everything to me and the plan will succeed without delay."

- Have you come with everything……….

It's something that makes me suspicious every single word if I ever suspect it.

Still, I can't point it out. We can't let Baal get in a bad mood.

Without him, even a small chance of winning becomes zero.

Prince Flaus had no choice but to snort.

(I just have to put up with it now......)

Until the dispute with the Grants Great Empire comes to a close, let Baal do as he pleases.

When you are on the king's throne, you will move to the left with your proper position.

You'll get some objection from the crowd, but I don't care if you even get the throne.

In conclusion, King Fraus decided to change the subject.

"I'll take care of that... but what's going on with Claudia?

Abominably, Claudia ran away with the king's testimony, Krone.

"Unless you regain your precious balls (krone), you will not be able to perform the crowning ritual, and the position of Prince Flaus will remain on behalf of the king.

We must secure Claudia's condition as soon as possible.

"I've hit my hand."

"Like what?

"You don't have to worry. Prince Flaus, please wait only for the results. If you do, you'll get everything you want."

"... you mean you don't have to tell me?

"I want you to focus on fighting the Grants Empire now."

"But..."

Prince Flaus trying to eat down. But the words were extinguished by the cry.

Prince Flaus turns his attention to the source.

The Royal Levelling Army was eating through the center of the Grants Grand Imperial Army.

"Hmm. Looks like you picked up the general."

And Baal muttered with an unchallenged voice.

There is no joy in the face of Prince Flaus. Rather, a dark feeling occupies my chest.

"I'm sure the Grand Empire will be serious."

I do not know how much the wrath of the great powers that reign over the world is or how many great armies will be dispatched in the future.

Earlier, the Duchy of Richter lost successive dukes and successive successive candidates for succession, further shredding the territory and kneeling down to the Grand Empire in the form of compensation payments.

"Was it the Cyclops - descendants of the military god (Mars) who drove him to defeat?"

It's ironic. and Prince Flaus laughs with his nose.

Although descendants - this would mean that that land was twice (...) vandalized by the "military god (Mars)".

A grudge against the Great Empire would be considerable.

So once and for all, I am sending a letter to the Principality of Liechtenstein saying that I want it to be in tune.

But I don't expect a colorful reply.

A report from a secret detective lurking says, "A wild eagle in heaven fell to the ground.

If it's true, you can't rely on an eagle that can't fly. Even if not, I have also heard that the Republic of Steisen, who has just lost a lot of nobility in the earlier wars or has seen that gap, is making strange moves. In such circumstances, no circumstantial action would be taken.

(Well, even if the south doesn't move, the west did)

Prince Fraus had sent a letter of the same content to the Ferzen remnants of the army.

I don't know if you've drawn my attention, but the remnants of the army have launched a major offensive against the occupying forces. It would be a temptation to regain the land at once.

Thanks to this, the Grants Great Empire was to disperse its forces north and west.

(And then -)

Prince Flaus looked over his head.

The sky was so blue and clear that the snowstorm the other day seemed to lie, and the snowbird (Schneifogel) was gracefully spreading its wings.

Looking at the sunshine without one cloud, Prince Fraus stops his eyes in a certain direction.

- What's the east like?

Ahead - there was a small Baum country.

History of the Empire October 3, 1023.

Claudia, desperately sought by Prince Flaus, was walking the lonely streets that lead to the Grand Empire's middle realm - the Grand Empire's capital.

The outfit was a dress when he fled the Wang capital, but now he is dressed in a muddy hood. It was also to hide his identity, but he sold off his dress to raise money.

Claudia turned her gaze on the skinny horse, its horse, that parallels her next door.

"Haniel…… it's a little more patience. Tomorrow is the capital of the great empire."

Claudia's expression had a dark colour of fatigue and her thin voice was trembling.

"I don't know anymore."

It was one of the three demon generals (Asura), Haniel Van Ventzel, who said the apology.

As a result of continuing to protect Claudia from thieves and chasers, the armor is scratched and dirty with blood and mud. Blood seeps through the bandages that you can see peeking through the gap, which is painful.

Have you also lost your right hand grip from extreme fatigue, or are you bandaging the Devil's Sword pattern?

"Her Royal Highness..."

And Haniel, a full-blown creator, moved and was about to slip off his horse. The noticed Claudia rushes over and pushes its body back.

At that time, Haniel moaned whether the wound was painful due to the inability to add or subtract force.

Claudia hurriedly let go of her hand,

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay, sir?

When I peered into Haniel's face, he gave me a weak smile and nodded.

"It's okay. And Your Highness... I don't mind if you ride instead."

"What are you talking about, I can still walk. So it's okay."

Tiredness seeped into her voice, but Claudia said it was particularly bright.

Haniel smiles bitterly.

"If you let Her Royal Highness walk, you will be stoned by King Leveling's people."

"Then I'll explain it properly and convince you."

"But in this appearance…… nothing can be done if a bandit shows up"

Sure enough, Haniel is stuck on his limbs, keeping his body on the back of his horse.

Instead of hesitating when a bandit sees this figure, he will be attacked with joy.

But Claudia mysteriously told me she was going to make a fist.

"I'll fight then."

"Will Her Royal Highness be fought………?

"That's right."

Claudia fisted many times into a space of nothing.

"I've learned to defend myself from Gallius, and now I can fight better than Haniel."

The more powerful Claudia is, is whether she can win if she deals with a single man. Still, it was stronger for women, but I wouldn't rely on it if I were to deal with bandits organized by the Jailed Party.

Still, Haniel didn't do anything to take a fried leg, making her blue-white face smile.

"Then I will sweeten your words and let you rest for a little while"

"Yes. Rest till the Great Empire."

Looking at Haniel with her eyes closed, Claudia strokes her chest down with relief.

Then I decided to keep my body for a little while on a skinny horse and move on.

Honestly, it's hard to walk. I haven't eaten anything in the last few days. I can also say that I have no choice.

But it's unacceptable to defend yourself and make weak noises in front of injured Haniel.

I don't know if I'm lucky, but the night in the middle is warmer than in the leveling kingdom.

If you walk through the night, you'll reach the Grand Empire tomorrow afternoon.

I just hope we don't meet bandits until then, but that's not the only problem.

(Could you believe she's a princess......?

Claudia looks down at herself and sighs.

Muddy hemp robes, by the way, are eaten by insects and have small holes.

I can't imagine a princess of a country dressed like that.

I'm a princess. She won't believe me, even if she laughs at me when I say so.

When they say it's just a jewel... there's nothing to prove.

(If only I could see His Majesty the Emperor...... Or someone to connect with)

Someone connected to the emperor - if I were to give it to you first, you would be the first prince, who is also my fiancée. I've never seen him before, but I've heard of him. If the rumors are true, they are not the people to rely on at these times.

(Too weak for me right now. something that I don't know what it will require)

For individuals, they are prepared to accept any demands, but they cannot be seen if they extend to the country. We will have to carefully identify who we can trust and who we cannot.

(It's me who didn't realize my brother's nature...)

Claudia looked over her head, smiling at herself.

I only hope that the people have not been tormented by their rampant brother as to what is happening to the kingdom today.

(Father. Please protect the people)

Don't mourn your current situation. A heart rooted in wishing others happiness.

It may therefore receive tremendous support from the people.

The stars were beautiful and brilliant in the night sky to respond to her healthy prayers like that.