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What the hell is this?

There was no time to be angry at the sudden addition of the setting. In time, the shielding magic that played its role began to cloud.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. We need to convince Aslan first. You guys are waiting here.”

Ray! Trust me! Take care of it."

Clayo, who was leaving the barracks, asked last.

"Are you... are you okay with the door that might be dangerous?"

Isiel didn't budge as if it was something wrong with following Arthur, and Rachel laughed.

"What can be accomplished without risk? We've made up our minds much earlier than you, so make sure you don't drag Kruehl's articles. Otherwise, I'll have to step up and eat up the friendship of the nobility."

Swain Temple, a rank-and-file driver of the Capital Defense Corps, was taking a rest while catching his breath.

The camp next to the gate of Manemoshin was not very large.

In the barracks, Swain, Prince Aslan, and the Duke of Krueel, who are in charge of the night security of the Capital Defense Corps, are filling the place tonight, making me feel distant.

After watching Arthur and Aslan play a game closely, he felt uncomfortable as a knight.

'Prince Aslan, who tries to push his brother into the jaws of death, or Prince Arthur, who provokes him without fear... You're looking at each other like enemies.’

Then the heavy air shook momentarily.

It was an unexpected man who broke through the entrance of the barracks. Swain greeted him reflexively.

It was Clayo Asher.

"I see Sir Clayo."

"Long time no see. Lord Swain."

The second son of the Asher family, who only grew tall and was as tough as a stick, was amazed that he did not seem nervous or intimidated as he passed through the cold-hearted barracks.

"You're still a little boy, and you really have the spirit of knights at times like this."

Swain shook his head lightly.

Something like an article, Clayo is an officially gastric article. Isn't he a well-known wizard? Swain recalled the last of two-headed monster Barg.

"It's Swain's wonder to burn this night. I'm having a hard time with my toilet."

"No, we're not. We're just guarding the door, not fighting....”

Swain, who glanced at Aslan at the top of the barracks, lowered his voice a little more.

However, it was not impossible not to be heard in the small barracks, but it was an act that examined the feelings of the second prince who was living in front of his eyes. The two princes' hard-hearted devotion was known to the knights.

The rumors that Swain has seen over the past few days were not an exaggeration at all.

"The Crown Prince refused to let the Capital Defense Corps in until the door was red. We can't do anything more."

"I'm trying to prevent useless sacrifices. It's the right choice."

"I agree with Mr. Klagen, but our rank-and-file drivers had a different meaning. But I can't act alone without permission....”

"As a knight with an enemy in the knights' corps, it is natural that he cannot disobey the solemn orders of the Crown Prince."

Speaking calmly, Clayo passed Swain and stood in front of Aslan.

The boy's attitude was so proud and shameless that even the Duke of Kruell could not dissuade the boy in time.

Aslan winked first as soon as the Duke tried to raise his voice. He meant to deal with Clayo.

Clayo looked up at Aslan, who had a bigger head than himself. I passed by at the summer's birthday party, but it was my first time to face each other so close.

His eyes and hair were hopelessly dark enough to pick up all the light.

Black hair and black eyes were originally common in the world, but the black light worn by people in this world felt very unfamiliar.

Aslan's sharp eyes rested on the medicine cabinet of the Capital Defense Department, which Clayo hung on the coat collar, as if to look at it.

If there was a temperature in the eyes, the silk ribbon on the gold frame would have caught fire.

Clayo, who knew the manners of this world, intentionally looked straight into Aslan's eyes.

This man is a must-have opponent, and as long as he stands by Arthur, this confrontation is inevitable.

Aslan's expression was certainly malign, as it may have been due to prior fates.

Clay was rather more composed.

The person who confronts people so openly, though intimidating, was not frightening.

Of course, he is still a seven-level prosecutor and will gain more force in the future, but compared to Melchior, he felt like a human villain.

"Of all men, it's common for a man to be scarier than a prince. Aslan is acting like that because the time is bad. After a few years, what will happen?’

Recognizing the boy's pale face, Aslan, who looked like a smile, was vaguely angry.

Maybe it's because he realized that that an insubstantial boy doesn't respect him at all.

"You are Lord Clayo."

"Sorry for the late introduction. It's an honor to meet you, Your Highness Aslan."

"So, what's your business? If the reason why the girl who likes to move heard the sound of her approaching the prince's barracks at night is that it's not a light topic."

Clayo threw his tongue inside.

Why do you sound like a historical drama when you're 25 years old? I've been thinking about it since last time, but what can I do about the different genres?"

Standing outside the barracks, Isiel made a living by the sound of "a girl who likes to talk." I could feel a sign of barely scattering.

Clayo, who turned on "Tardiness," was able to see the breath, gaze, and spirit of the ether in the barracks like palm lines.

Although it was an absolute situation in which the main character faced a crisis, it was not a bad feeling to have a keen perception. It means you can see one level higher than the other.

"I think you know what's going on, so I'll tell you briefly. I ask you to put my name on the next investigation team entering the gate of Manemosine. I'm also a knight with a stomach, so I'm sure I'm not short of carrying out Arthur."

In the first place, the entire command over the gates of Menemosine was in the Capital Defense Corps. So Clayo, a student at the Capital Defense University, didn't have to ask Aslan to do this.

"But if the commander of the Capital Defense Corps leaves the door open, there's some sort of secret agreement between the Duke and the chief of the Capital Defense after the door open.’

According to Swain, the rank-and-file members of the Capital Defense Corps seemed anxious to enter the gates of legend in a thousand years.

A knight who has mastered a sword would want to jump into the adventure. However, the commander of the Capital Defense Corps and Melchior captured them.

As soon as the door opened, Melchior, who returned to the capital, was bitten by the back of the Capital Defense Corps. Originally, instead of the Capital Defense Corps, which entered the door first, it opened the door for the Kruehl Knights to push in.

His shadow lay everywhere even though he was not here now. He was a terrible guy.

"Melkior knew this would happen if Aslan and Arthur were attached. I set the table hoping my brothers would bite each other.’

"Yes, my brother's dignity is great, but I've heard that your magic, which is my motive, is even more accomplished. They are close even with the fallen crown prince.”

"Melkior has given generosity to small tricks. I got it because of the deep devotion of the crown prince to feed all our motives and to feed others, not what I was told."

It felt like a niggle, but Clay didn't show any sign and painted Melchior gold.

It's a business meeting. What can I say about work?’

Unlike Clayo, whose self-mind control worked well, Aslan's expression became even more fierce.

It was understandable that he was showing off his close relationship with the prince in front of the prince himself.

It was as planned.

"He's a hotshot at Arthur, so I can't help but hate Melchior. The boiling point is low.'

"The older brother is someone who treats others with a touch of hurt. Every time a man of talent spoke to you, even the knight in the Capital Defense Corps praised your magic."

"I'm just a magician, a horse that spins around the street and overcoats. I mean, I'm not short of qualifications, I don'

The blood vessels soared on the Duke of Krueel's forehead at Clayo's grandfather, who spoke only formally, but didn't know a word.

The thought of "That little thing crawling on the prince's back" was written on his face.

"It would be better if you misunderstood that I and Melchior joined hands.’

Aslan, who shook one hand of the maneuver that was about to step forward, approached and raised his spirits against Clayo.

Aslan was also very tall as the prince of the Rignan royal family, and it was a threat that Clayo, who was still not fully grown, could easily be hurt.

Clayo turned on the "disturbance" without delay, so even his complexion remained unchanged.

Realizing that his threat was not working, the second prince chewed out an answer.

"There must be some motivation for you to do so, and I'll give you a chance to build the ball together."

You like the opportunity to build a ball.’

"I thank you for your great kindness. Can I come forward with my colleagues who have always trained with me?"

"What a motive."

"All of our students at the Capital Defense University gathered to protect the capital from threats beyond the gate. How can I be the only one who has the opportunity for a long time?"

"Then there are other students who want to enter the door besides Sir and Arthur?"

"That's right."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know if you know each student's name....”

"I asked. Answer me."

"Wow, even this little prince doesn't do it, but he's so overbearing.’

"The love of the author of the Kishion and the eldest daughter of the House of Tangpeth de Nege are outstanding in the sword. Together, it will be a great help."

"You said the year of gold was 977. Ha, yes, I'll let you. Do as you please."

977 is the year of gold.

It would not be a good-hearted nickname. Even if a student at the Capital Defense University was outstanding, Aslan had nothing to gain.

Even if talented people become Arthur's aides, it is a threat, and even if they graduate and join the Capital Defense Corps' Knights, they will someday become Melchior's power.

"There's nothing wrong with Arthur dying together.’

Only Zebedee became contemplative and tried to stop the two, but it was seen that the Duke of Creuel was holding him back from interrupting the conversation.

Among those who can dissuade the prince right now, Jebedi, a good educator, may be the only one who sincerely hopes that Arthur and his friends will not die.

"I thank you for your generous consideration. We'll make sure we get back to the memory of the world'."

Finally, when I said, "I'll do what your knights couldn't do," Aslan laughed as if he couldn't help but be angry.

Then, for a few seconds, Aslan, who was looking at Clayo as if he were dealing with the strange thing he encountered for the first time in his life, kicked the boy out with a chin gesture.

When he saw Clayo scratching away from Aslan, Jebedi, who followed the barracks, pointed his head. I was already shocked to see Arthur and his children gathered in front of the barracks.

He threatened to drop out of school and gave orders under the authority of a professor, but he did not serve any seeds for knights, princes, and noble children.

"Where the devil are you going, crawling in there looking for a place to die!"

"We'll be back. Please believe me."

It seems to be a lightweight because it is the first opening in a thousand years, but several official articles have already failed. Don't take it easy! When you enter the "remembered world," everyone is thrown into the water, and in old history, unfortunately, some people died because they couldn't swim! No one knows what's going to be a threat!"

"Professor, calm down. We're all good swimmers. Isn't that right?

It was not "well" at all, and his service in the Navy was overshadowed, but Clay nodded to Chelsea in time.

Not to mention Arthur and Isiel. They swim across rivers and straits.

"I have to stop you. be really on the wane If you really need to go, take the water, food, and medicine bags in my barracks. It is a load that has not been manipulated or poisoned."

Clay was delighted. Aslan's luggage was not reliable, so he was about to pack a new one.

Jebedi is also a dean who has been running the school for decades. He would not have accepted Arthur as a freshman without knowing the dynamics between Aslan and Arthur.

"Thank you, professor. Is there any kind of harness that can make a shield? I'm fine, but I'm worried about the other kids....”

"Hey, come on, you big prick. Wait a minute."

The new Clayo, Arthur, Isiel, Chelsea and twins, who disappeared into the lab to take care of the armor, gathered at the ownerless barracks.

Clayo put the shield back on again with magic.

"You all know about my scar, don't you?”

"My loyal lord tried not to tell me until the end, but considering the circumstances before and after, there is only one answer."

"He's so happy that he's proved his prophecy."

Dione had come to the same conclusion anyway. If you were going to lie, it was better to be consistent.

"That's right. I have the 'prediction' of the castle and I can read some of the future ahead."