The year dawned.

For wound healing I spent the winter at Castle Bashraal, where I had a snowmelting season.

I will be 31 this year.

The wound healed completely.

One eye made it a little difficult to get a sense of proximity, but it doesn't seem to interfere with everyday life in particular.

I just can't catch flying things. I think we need to get used to this.

If there's a problem, it looks like it.

The look of the crushed right eye is not good.

In my case, my eyelids (eyelids) seem to be dented because I don't have any eyeballs, and I don't really know what the cut optic nerve or something is, but sometimes things like hippos come out of my pillow.

I pulled this hippo to try it and it hurt so much that now I try to push it in when I notice it.

And an arrow wound.

The wound itself also caused a keroid-like pull, and the fractured area appeared to have healed strangely, causing the lower part of the orbit to become rattled.

Clearly, it made me look a little ugly.

This is more impossible in a world where orthopedics is immature than to say that Lano is badly treated.

The only way to do this is to put on a large eyelid that hides around your cheeks.

A ship's eye, which is a big fan of Sickness II, is never just a good looking thing.

My eyelids are going to get Anselm to make something stylish when I get back to Lioncool.

Later, as a sequelae, when I turned my broken left wrist, it started pounding.

Well, this is all there is.

And it's Nelly.

Nellie Abili was 22 years old, what a same age as Chiara.

I'd like to compare the abundant Nelly to the disloyal bodied Chiara side by side and all, but unfortunately that didn't happen.

Nelly didn't want it.

Her husband is a civilian serving the Bruno family.

Even though he is a good division (bourgeoisie) (fortune teller), that is all.

I don't listen to the prominent martial arts medals, but they're good at adding more goats.

Rather, Nelly's home, the Abili family, which is a generational squire, is more prominent.

She used to be Mariel's maid, the maid of the house.

Nelly never wanted a divorce from her boring husband.

The Church of Holy Heaven does not grant divorce, but there are exceptions to everything.

For example, if the marriage does not follow formal procedures or if the clergy testifies that it is an inbred marriage.

This part of "Testimony of the Priesthood" is creepy.

As a matter of course, not everyone in the priesthood has a clean white personality.

Of course there are people who listen to some 'favors'.

Close to home, by the way, Poncero is going through a divorce.

But it's only natural that divorce is undesirable, and if you divorce, you'll follow as many bad rumors as you want your whole life.

It may have been a little heavy handed for Nelly, who lives in a narrow society.

I was going to welcome her in if she wanted to, and if she wanted anything, even if she didn't... if she wanted me to, for example, give her husband a convenience or promote her parents home, I was going to make it happen.

But she finally didn't say what she wanted.

Surely there are times when she will be told that if she gains anything by my means.

During the winter, Nellie Abili, who was my talker and very 'intimate caregiver', was probably more adult than I thought.

And the day has come for me to leave Bashraal Castle.

"Dear Barrian, we're ready."

A young Brotherhood member rang out reluctantly.

For my protection, the bachelors of the Brotherhood remained at Bashraar Castle.

"Oh, wait a minute... I'll go when this battle comes on"

"Yes, I'll wait in the square."

Brotherhood members left the room with a hazy behavior.

"Are you sure?

Nellie frowned a little and hesitated to ask.

"Yeah, well... I know it's bad..."

I pretend to be a dice and move on with my comma.

I stopped the dice once more at a comma with instructions to flush, and flushed the dice again.

Right now, we're in a private room interested in Double Six.

She liked this lion-cool, pandemic board game and treasured it greatly as a leisure time crush during the winter months.

"Nelly, you can say anything you need to get in trouble. Sometimes I want to see your face."

She moves her licence slightly and laughs lightly, moving her comma.

"… I am a countryman, and it is unlikely that I will be able to compete for love on the side of those who become kings. I'm not young either..."

"No, you don't have to compete."

I laughed bitterly, but I can understand her worries.

I can no longer recall the source, but there is also the phrase 'the colour fades and the love relaxes', and there is probably the idea in Amoros to say that when a woman is old and her colour fades due to her beauty, her love fades too.

By the way, in Amoros, she understands well what she says when she says that she's 22 years old is a single adult and "not young," and besides that, she doesn't want her life to change.

Amoros have a strong tendency to want "the same today as yesterday" in a conservative, precedential way.

Her way of thinking about wanting life so far is nothing more special than a bad Cinderella story.

"Thank you."

My comma got to the goal.

"Yes, let's get this far"

Nelly laughs.

She told me that she was an adult and that she wanted to end her relationship for just one winter.

…… Are you flabbergasted…………………

I was very sad, but I just can't cry.

Nelly was steady and made me feel like she was breaking up the relationship between the two of them as temporary.

At these times, women have better thoughts, but now is the time.

I almost got a word out of my mouth, but I just swallowed it and said, "I'm going."

She was silent.

Varian didn't know, but at the turn of the year, Nellie Abili gives birth to the twins of a dark-haired man.

Her husband also raised the twins as parents, and the children, as townspeople, said, lived peacefully in a corner of Bashraal territory.

Later in life, there will remain anecdotes that surprised me that Lolo, who met her grown twins, "looks just like a variant," but I am not sure if this is true.

Says Nellie and her husband didn't give her any children but twins.

………………

When we entered Lioncool territory, we were first welcomed in the fortress city of Porto.

The fortress city of Portu had experience working for the castle when I was young, and it had a strong "Oh, the city's barian" atmosphere.

If we go into the city or not, we will be greeted with a big banquet in the square after all the fuss of "Long live Lioncool" and "Long live Victory".

This is another awesome banquet, and even the citizens and beggars of the fortress city of Porto come and talk to me about the battlefield.

My work in the war had already been conveyed from the mouths of the soldiers who had returned home earlier, and it seems that they were spreading throughout Lioncool in exchange for outrageous exaggeration.

Says (sayingly), he won by attacking with just eight horsemen to save an isolated ally among 100,000 enemies, and rescued the ally.

Says Count Darmon's army withdrew after losing its will at my glance.

Said he took a ride with a giant that shook the clouds and ripped his neck off with his bare hands.

Said it floated in the universe.

I don't know if the effects will be exaggerated. But there is also a mix of things that I don't understand.

... What do you mean, floated?

Whatever it is, it is the Great Fever.

Instead of returning to the Reichsfuhrer, we just stepped into the realm and this is it.

The history of the conflict between Lionkur and Bashraar is ancient and deep-rooted.

This battle, which ended in this feud, was much hustled and people were ecstatic.

Time is not beaten by the cloudy skies of early March, when the chills are cold, people make noise, drink alcohol, and the bard sings the Barian Medal poem softly.

To the roaring east of Seiju.

Clear your ears, brothers of iron.

Winter times trapped in shackles

The Age of Dark Night Chains

The king of brilliance who strikes down everything.

Variant Variant

King of Lioncool

Come on, gather up, you lioncool kids.

In honor of victory, gather your swords.

The time has come to defeat a false king.

This is number three of the Varian Medal of War poems.

Until now, I have heard the content only in a delicate way, but now that I have become a complete traitor, I may rather encourage it for the sake of national authority.

This is because appealing to 'there is a strong lord of war' can be a deterrent to the surroundings.

It's a little embarrassing to spread your song, but if that works at all, it's not to hesitate.

"Young lady! I'm gonna play beer today until the castle's stockpile is empty."

Those around him cheered when Zillow laughed with great joy.

It is true that the castle's reserves are under the control of a castle billed Zillow, but they will not be emptied. It is a kind of economy.

The feast, which shows an unusual exuberance, shows a chaotic appearance while enclosing fights and small fires (boya).

The Lioncools, who were rulers, destroyed the crusaders of the kingdom of Amoros... I am an Amoros nobleman to be exact, but the common people do not know the details.

"It's a long-suffered Lioncool backlash of wolf smoke," the men brave, laughing, believing that "life will be easier."

Independence will be possible. But then there's the problem.

Exactly. Wang Du won't be able to afford to send soldiers here in a state of civil unrest and division.

But if the civil unrest heals, there is no mistake that the spear will be pointed this way.

... an ally... we need allies who can work together and support each other, not fight with Wang Du alone...

Even though Lioncool has gained strength, it is obvious that all Amoros will be turned against the enemy and we will no longer go.

I think of and squeeze my allies' candidates to fight the King's Capital.

... There is still only Marquis Fourier... Lord Castella at the next point...

As I summed up my thoughts, a nudgy horn cup was offered in front of me... a zillow.

"Young lady, no, are you your lord already? Does the wound hurt?

"No, please do as you've always done... think a little."

Receive a cup from Zillow and drink up the beer.

This is a weak alcoholic beverage that feels like 'wheat juice', even though there is no bubble.

Since raw water is not very suitable for beverages in Lion Cool, beer has many opportunities for splitting and drinking.

It can also nourish and works great in bartering instead of currency...... exactly beer is a versatile beverage.

"Yeah, because the young lady's been smart for a long time. I used to think that way."

Zillow stroked a fine jawbeard (beard) slurring from his square jaw.

Is a well-maintained mustache caressed with oil or shiny and demonic?

"Am I right?

"Yes, I am."

I remember coming to Amoros blurry.

It's an old memory. I only remember that I was impressed, and that doesn't make me feel as clear as it did.

"Everyone is worried because the young man has been silent. If possible, laugh at him and do it."

At the end of what Zillow indicated, there were some men who asked for this one a little farther around.

I have a difficult face, so I need to be a little reluctant.

... Right, Zillow is right. You have to come to the celebration table with the attitude it deserves...

I relaxed my expression a little consciously and raised my cup to the men.

This was an invitation to "drink with me".

The men nodded happily and immediately began to thrive surrounding us.

There are many Lioncools who are wary of strangers because of alcohol, but are nostalgic if they go inside.

"With that said, where is Zillow's family? I'd like to see your rumored daughter too."

"No, I left my wife and kids in the village."

Apparently, Zillow is single.

Even though there are private rooms in the castle, there is nothing wrong with them.

"Well, I have a job as a celebrity, and I'm leaving a message there."

"Heh, don't look like you're making a bad move by leaving your wife."

When I teased him, Zillow said, "Oh, my God! ♪ And I let it look away ♪

The laughter boils from all around me.

The liveliness of the celebratory seats comforted my heart that Nellie flaunted me.

Yes, to me, the people of Lioncool are family.

As much as one woman flaunted me.

I'm not sad at all.

Is that true?

………………

Two days later.

We ran the first touch and then we headed to the capital.

We were greeted with a similar fuss, and the noise in the territorial capital was a big banquet that lasted about three days.

It is not something that is rare in the land of Lioncool, such as the opportunity for ordinary people to forget everything and make noise in these tough times.

Much noise, I want you to drink it. Territorial capital stockpiles are also released... although I will not empty the warehouse.

……

Also, a bard came to sing a martial arts poem.

Varian deals with Eagle Deep and pours silver coins into the bard's hat.

The bard, who had never seen such a large sum of money, pulled back surprisingly.

The roaring cheer, the feast adds to the hustle and bustle.

Later, the day Barrian returned to the Territorial Capital was called the "Victory Day" and became a holiday for Lioncool.

That was hundreds of years after the death of the variants, when the re-evaluation of this era progressed.