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Undead and monsters are swarming in uncharted territory.

The armies of the Undead, including the Destiny and the Abomination, and elite monsters like Ogres and Trolls, were swarming together like ordered armies.

All of them, however, were merely expendable by the Horsemen to draw only time.

Their objective was to take out Arban with the best of their stash, keeping the Union's forces to the north.

“…… age, Ser Jean? ”

Aren summons Serzin in a frightened look.

Her figure, shaking her legs vigorously with an evil expression, was more frightening than an ogre with two heads.

“Well."

You turn your head slightly and look at Aren with a nasty frown. Usually it's a little short... But today it seems much shorter.

“.. he'll be fine. So don't worry...”

“ … ”

At his words, Ser Jinn bites his lips tightly, as if he were going to shoot anything right now.

Arlene closes her eyes in horror, but she sighs without saying anything.

“Hah...”

In the barracks of the knights who fell silent with their sighs.

However, the sound of the gossip breaking the silence is heard in the wind from the garrison of soldiers not far away.

I heard you're stuck with Armada and Sahan and Arban.

I don't know what's going on between you two. You're a young man.

Of course, she's as beautiful as she is young, but she's old, and she's pregnant, right?

- But there's a man and a woman together...

All the knights in the barracks swallowed their saliva. Some of them are even avoiding their position as excuses for managing gossiping soldiers.

“… ugh”

Ser Jinn clenches his fist with a tearful expression.

I think it's gonna explode right now. But fortunately, there was a savior, and Aren was able to sigh of relief.

“Serzin!”

A cheerful and cheerful voice called Ser Jinn.

“How many times have I told you not to do that? ”

A beautiful woman with a thin golden armor and a single hair of authenticity. Cullen said as if he were tying Serzin.

“.. rice, it's not that sad. Just...”

“If it's not depressing, what is it? I just... fell in love, and then Serzin disappeared. ”

Called Kurlin, he slammed her waist tightly.

“Ahh! Oh, it hurts.”

“ … ”

Honestly, Aren doesn't understand this situation right now.

Cullen was clearly deep enough to live with Sadhan, and Ser Jinn is now almost practically married to Sadhan.

When the two of us met, it was Aren who was afraid that there would be more fighting.

But they were so close that they didn't understand. I'm sorry to say that.

“Stop worrying. I'm going to die.”

“Oh, no, that's not it. I'm not worried about anything. I believe.”

“... Puhhut. Yeah, you don't have to worry about anything. If you take it away, you can take it back later, right? Oh, and if I do, do I get a chance? ”

At the sound of Cullen's nose, which contains intent to be ridiculed, Ser Jinn is furious enough that his hair stands still.

“Get it out! It's gone! And Opportunity... What the hell..."

“Hehe. There's a saying that heroes are a pervert, right? What's the matter with you? ”

He looks at Serzin as cute, shaking his body. He doesn't stop mocking him.

“… Oh, no. I don't think so.”

With a bluish grin on her face, Cullen grins and grabs her hand as if she's had enough.

“I'm kidding. Let's go fight. I think I have time until the meeting is over. ”

“ … ”

Ser Jinn sighs once, then follows Cullen out.

The knights' sigh echoes through the barracks after they have escaped.

*

“When does this meeting end?! ”

Serzin blocks the blade of the spear punching against his side and fires a sword at Kurlin.

“I don't know. ”

Gap between attacks and attacks that a spearer would necessarily have a weakness for.

With Serzin's sword sharply aimed at the gap, Kurlin turns his spear across and barely blocks it.

However, as long as the spear has given up the best advantage of the sword, the 'range', the outcome of the battle is already predetermined.

“… Oops! ”

Eventually, Ser Jinn's cold blade touched Curlin's neck, and he had to raise his hands.

“... I lost. What... it's a different dimension. I thought I was growing up.”

“.. no. You're strong enough. The three suns carved into the curtain tell us that. ”

Ser Jinn smiles slightly, stealing the sweat from his forehead.

Three suns. This is a sign that you are a senior knight of the Lahim Knights.

“... what the hell. ”

Cullen's eyes widen, and he sits on the ground.

Then Ser Jindo crouches beside her.

So they looked at the moon in the sky.

“ … ”

After a struggle that made his body difficult, Ser Jinn suddenly felt overwhelmed. I want to leave for Arban right now.

Of course, I know that meetings and breaks are necessary.

Soldiers and knights are exhausted since they've already been at war. Once they've had enough rest, they'll have to come up with a careful strategy to get Arban back. Rushes and urgency in war inevitably call for death.

Of course, we all know that.

But a loved one is trapped in a limb, and no one will be bothered just to wait.

But Serzin didn't do anything on purpose. It was because she had Curlin by her side.

Serzin knows how Kurlin used to feel about Sakhan, and still has feelings for Sakhan.

And not being loved by someone you love.

She realized how much pain it was coming to her, by loving her forgiveness.

So I couldn't make a hard sound.

Because it's an insult to Curlin and a joke.

“.. it's going to be okay. ”

But Cullen tapped her shoulder first and comforted her.

“Don't worry! He's a powerful wizard. Forgiveness... he... We'll get through this. ”

Cullen smiles brightly.

But Ser Jinn felt that bright smile was somehow bitter, and it was.

So Ser Jinn leaned his head against Cullen's shoulder for a few moments.

“Oh, come on!”

Cullen was ashamed of himself, but soon he accepted Serjin.

The two of them looked at the moon in the night sky, thinking of someone, leaning against each other, holding hands.

And the two people who came to mind, it must have been the same person.

* * * *

It was 12 days since I started living in a cave. Arvan's situation has taken a turn for the worse.

The atmosphere began to hold Margie instead of Mana, and Titan's walls became stronger and even more costly.

At this rate, it will be necessary to get Arban out of here soon.

“Sahan, dinner's ready!”

I heard the voices of everyday Armada in an atmosphere quite different from that of the gravest death.

After placing her lunch on the table, she puts on her apron and calls for forgiveness.

“Yes. ”

Honestly, 12 days later, even now, Saehan was struggling to see her smile like that.

Her soft, seductive back, occasionally moisturized eyes at the end of the shower, and pale pink skin, not just her smile.

It was all an unbearable stimulus for him.

Of course, if he had been abstinent all this time, he would have been able to endure without crowds.

But for Saehan, abstinence was a long way off. He used to bite, suck, and roll with Serzin every day.

Besides, living together in a cramped cave, I couldn't even comfort myself in fear of the smell.

There are sexual targets, but sexual desire is not exhaustive. He was realizing it with all his heart.

“... Tsk, tsk. ”

And Armada knew it. Yet she did not restrain herself, but rather acted boldly.

Slightly bend at your waist like now and give food to Sa Han.

“Here, try it. ”

“… Yes. ”

Sahan sighed deeply and began to eat.

*

“It's been a long time, Pocalor. ”

The Horseman Peter kneels to meet Pocalor.

“Uh... It's been a long time."

She grumbles and stares at Peter.

“You said you made Titan. ”

“… Yes. You are fortunate to succeed. I had no idea that there was actually going to be pieces of Titan bone melting in that strait. ”

Peter's voice was somewhat excited. Pocalor frowns slightly and sits on the bench.

This was supposed to be the seat of the Secretary of State of Arban.

But he's already dead. Sitting in this chair, loyal to the state.

“... Yes. Anyway, Lucifer said he'd pay for the job. So maybe you'll get a promotion in horsepower. ”

“Thank you. ”

This is the most important and rare opportunity for a democracy for the Horses, but Peter doesn't look happy at all.

“You don't look like much, do you? Do you want anything else? Tell me, then. I'll tell you for you. ”

Peter then squeezes his hands, his eyes full of aspirations.

“Titan. I... I wish I had control of Titan." ”

Unexpectedly, Pocalor's eyes were so enthusiastic that he felt uneasy.

“… Okay. I'll tell you what. Go inside. I want to be alone. ”

At that point, Peter was delighted and scattered somewhere.

Pocalor, left alone in the Oval Office, looks around. Scratches and blood have not yet disappeared.

Traces of the Arvans who tried to resist to the end.

“ …… ”

Pocalor, who was looking at them, pulled the crystal ball out of his chest.

I've made up my mind. After confirming the behavior of the Horsemen in Arban. Human coexistence, and the oppressive life of the Mages. Of course we know what is more right.

She grips the vibrating crystal sphere tightly, and similarly holds the vibrating jaw against the crystal sphere.

The communication blockade on the Arban is impossible to communicate from the inside to the outside, but communication from the inside to the inside is possible.

So it should be possible to communicate with Sahan inside Arban.

“… d,,”

Pocalor tries to talk, but his voice returns to his throat due to tension.

“... Ahh! ”

He slaps his cheek with both hands and raises the crystal ball once more.

“D... can you hear me? ”

I had the courage to squeeze my throat, but one second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds...... I still can't hear back from you.

“... what? ”

Pocalor frowns and looks at the crystal ball. There is no problem with the crystal ball.

She grabbed the crystal ball again.

“... Can you hear me? Can you hear me? ”

I shout louder than before. Still no answer, I tried to put down the crystal ball.

- Ha, ah, ah! I can hear you! Ha... I can hear you. PocaIor, right?

Somehow, with a loud groan, I heard Forgiveness's reply.

“... what the hell was that? ”

Pocalor thought. He must have fallen out with Armada...

“... You can't be...”

- Huh? Ah...

- Is that PocaIor? Th-that's not what you think. We both drank wine by mistake.

Armada's voice was obviously a mixture of intense regret and dull anger, and Pocalor was not foolish enough not to notice it.

He must have intervened just before he became the leader of Armada.

“Oh... oh, really? Where are you right now? I'm coming to get you. ”

But also Pocalor was not foolish enough to dig it up.

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Wow, there was a problem with the USB today, and the whole thing just blew up.

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