The girl with the fire wheel.

The city of Rockbell fell due to the invasion of the Red Wheel Army. Inside are scattered highly damaged bodies, and residential shops are smashed and black smoke is rising.

The necks of the guards, who remained faithful to the task until the end, were bracketed in the trees, and Lord Rockbell, Count Barrel Ludwing, father of Sarah, was exposed to the neck as a show, after eight tears.

Those who survive are also miserable. The captives are considered to be the ingredients of the trial, and the women and children are bewitched. Screams and cries echo from everywhere, and the inferior laughter covers it up.

"Oh, this is what fighting is, I knew it. Otherwise it wouldn't be funny at all."

Geb had sincerely enjoyed the smell of blood and madness for a long time. He said this was the flavor of battle. Life and death meet on the battlefield. This smell can only be tasted by those who have won there. Once I smell it, I get sick. So Geb moves on to his place of death.

"Heh, I've done what I have to do, and I need to enjoy it. They're gonna take something delicious."

A battle is something that strips away instincts and greed and bumps life and life together. If you win, heaven loses, hell. There is no difference in identity there. It would be noble, but it would be civilians, but it would not change, even if it were an emperor. Live or die, that's all.

"Hey comrades, are you having fun?

"Yes!

"Fine then. This kind of momentum is important. Do it right. Nevertheless, if you still want to have fun with him, it's important to add and subtract him, right? I still have a replacement, but my face doesn't!

Geb speaks up to a young man who is counting on a young woman on the side of the road. I wanted to mix myself up, but now I have a task to do. Until then, we have to be patient. For once, it is the knight of Bahar.

Walk through the city enjoying the smell of blood and smoke.

(Uh, nice. Pure young people paint their greed and fall into the outer path. You're more human that way, and I like you. It's justice. I can't believe it's justice. It has to be in the stomach. Just live as you please and die when your luck runs out)

Don't think about the later, leave it to the power to enjoy the present. It's not what I found out about other people or anything. Regardless of the revolt, the world is funnier to live in a moment.

With Count Barrel, who was torn to pieces. Yes. He was using his position to squeeze taxes from the poor and to the best of his luxury. Though I lost and got miserable eyes, I've enjoyed it scattered before, so I won't regret it.

Compared to that, I think of the face of a superior officer who hasn't had a very interesting looking life. Disgruntled but not on the table, even a man who worked faithfully to his orders and ascended to his present position. That's Listig.

(Our Captain Listig wants to drop the state capital Madres with the momentum of the bamboo, but - so what happens? Either way, it would be more interesting to have it rough)

Walking around thinking about that, I hear a grunt coming from a house. So is the voice of a young man who sounds familiar.

When I gently learned to be interested and peered inside, I saw a face. It is the appearance of the young men who were once good.

"Whoa, you're doing it, crafting to a fresser. You were right to follow me."

"I never knew it was so funny to take someone's stuff! Heh, heh!

Fresser, who is stirring up booze and letting his blatantly self-defeating daughter serve him. The father who tried to shelter him has already become an unspeakable corpse. I'm kicking that wreckage's head in the funny half.

"You will. You will! It's great to take people's things. If that's their treasure, it's even worse. Only the winner can taste it."

"The guy from this craft was freaking you out at first, because now it's like this. Hehe, now the mountain monkeys are also bright blue!

"I guess that's what I was when I was younger. When you grow old enough to be about me, you don't imitate things like that. You'll have plenty of room to taste."

…………

Kraft is obsessed with the act and does not respond at all to the words being exchanged. Both hands forged in farming are turned around the woman's neck and are tightened to the limit. It's Fresser's daughter's mother. He peels off his white eyes and has an ugly tongue. - Looks like we're out of time already.

The craft had been swallowed by the greed to roll. The shadow of a young man who was pure and concerned about people's eyes is scratching away. The face is the hungry wolf itself. The same goes for the derisive fresser.

I don't already have the same coin bra people in my head. The fact that the human being in front of us is not an abominable nobleman, but also an ordinary citizen.

What now exists in this city are the winners and the losers, the usurpers and the usurpers. That was all.

"Hey Kraft, he's dead, isn't he? Don't play forever, why don't you bring the other women?

…………

"No. Shit. I'm not listening at all."

"Don't kill too many of them because the others are in trouble! Learn how to play to the point where you don't kill them."

"I know!

"Fine then, do whatever you want later!

"Of course I'll do whatever you want! Because we won. Hehe, we are the winners!

Upbeat fresser. Geb pours liquor into an empty glass.

"That's the intention, Fresser. After this, we plan to continue down Milan Avenue and make our way to Madres, the state capital, at once. If you can control it, you'll have the luxury of dying."

"Ho, is that true!?

"That's right. There are a lot of bloody nobles out there. They live in swallows with the money we've worked so hard to earn. So, as a righteous Red Wheel army, you can't take them all."

"… aristocracy"

"They're just beautiful people, aren't they? My young daughters are dressed with brilliant jewels and luxury. I don't do dirty work, so my hands are clean and fleshy and soft. And the treasure will be hoarding. Let's take it all, take it, take it!

As the geb raised his voice, the fresser nodded as he distorted the edge of his mouth. Craft is also shaking his neck vertically while passionate about the act.

(You're completely corrupt. I like to see things like this.)

"Uh, by the way, I'm gonna change my mind about your guys who joined a separate unit."

"Uh, are you talking to Noel about the milts?

"That's right. I don't know where he is. You guys know something?

"I don't know, do I? Maybe he went back to the village. Hehe, I've been waiting for something so fun, they're really stupid."

Fresser imagines a regrettable milt or a bunch of villagers. And I think of Noel's face for the last time. Look up to Noel for the daughter next door and hold her forcefully.

Yes, if you can't get it, you can take it. It was an easy thing. If you win, you don't need consent. Decide to do so if it happens next.

"Come on, you're a motivated face. It's nice to be young."

"What did you do for them?

"No, it's not a big deal. Then I'll go. I'll give you a toast later."

"Ha!"

"Bye."

Geb turns his neck like a pain when he raises his hand and then closes the door. I have to report a really troublesome story to Listig from now on. It would also be a hundred million robberies.

(Oh, that's a real pain in the ass. Ned's idiot, what's your best move? If you die tenaciously, you won't look after me.)

Geb arrived at the biggest hall in the city, where Count Barrel lived. Greeting by hand the guard consolidating the entrance, the gate was opened with the signal.

As the leader of the Red Wheel Army, Ristihi, the thousand chief of the Baha 'i Army, was in the office. Bahar Taisho, I have a stubborn view of the decree from Amir Valdecka from earlier. The look on that face is terribly harsh.

"... you said you stayed here now and bought yourself some time? If you keep going down the street, it's the Madres of the state capital! Where is the need to be more hesitant now! Yep, this must also be Farid's margin, a really abominable young man!!

"Captain, if you'll excuse me for taking you in."

"It's late! When do you think I called you in! Have you been impressed with the scraps?

"Captain, that would be too much to say. Even so, I'm a comrade."

"What's wrong with saying scraps as scraps!

"Well, well, calm down. There was a bit of a lot going on. Uh, there's a report about Ned's search and finally about Grohl's wife."

"Start by reporting on Grohl's wife! Of course you must have caught him!?

"Uh, I found out where you are. A dumb chaser was scattered and completely escaped. This operation to take my wife hostage and blackmail her is canceled."

"Shit, Coimbra humans still can't be used! How can we get away with this?

"It's like an army with a scourge to follow. It would be a mistake to expect from former civilians. It seems true that Coimbra is full of weak soldiers."

Grohl's wife, who had been allowed to stay at Rockbell by an insider's arrangement. Capture it and the plan was like done.

Nevertheless, Listig is exasperated but not so disappointed because if captured, it was something like making money. Because it was originally intended to plunge the state capital by force.

"So, did you find out where Ned was? I haven't heard from him since."

"I went to Fort Borough, which Ned's bastard said was an example, and all I saw was a dead body."

"... whose body is it"

"It was only Ned and the bodies of the Baha 'is that were in the fort. It was all a great slaughter. That's a lot of work."

"Hmm, does that mean my wife was still hiding there? Grohl's wife wouldn't be surprised to have an armed escort."

"Ned's guy stands on his arm, too, but the other guy seems to have had a different dimension. It's dangerous to lick a coin bra."

A body without a neck in two, Ned's body divided up and down. I'm pretty sure he was killed by a lot of skill. This would be the work of the Coimbra soldiers.

But the odd thing is, why can't we find any other Red Wheel Army human bodies? It is reasonable to see that you have betrayed or escaped from the situation.

"Sure, I might have seen it a little too sweet, including me. Alarm is an enemy."

Ned was light but quite a user. This is why ex-coimbras were deliberately selected for this operation.

Shut up about discipline, but it is the Baha 'i army's policy to take it as long as you have the strength. That's why Geb's abusive language has been missed. As a Listig, I was heartily dissatisfied, but I can't go against Amir's policy.

"There were also traces of combat near the exit of the hidden passage. That's the Coimbra soldier and three Baha 'i bodies, after all. It's normal to see that this was only targeted and killed by the Baha 'is. The people you put on Ned must have betrayed or escaped."

"... you think we Bahar have been noticed behind this?

"Ned's bastard used to be in a coin bra. It's not strange to have a human being who knows that. No wonder you found out."

Geb told me in advance that it was only a guess. It's hard to imagine Ned talking from himself. There was no trace of him being tortured. Instead of getting the information out of it, it's not strange to die instantly.

"That's a bad thing. If this is rumored to be the case, the Red Wheel Army will not disintegrate once and for all. It's a gathering of beasts."

There is no definite evidence. All the Baha 'is who could have been witnesses, who sent them to the fort, are dead in battle. I don't have to worry about Bahar being ostensibly impeached for manipulating behind it, but I don't need proof for rumors.

He spreads his tail from person to person on his own, and eventually strangles himself. That's the horror of fluent language.

"How about that? The men of the Red Wheel know victory, and they know that they will satisfy the taste and greed of blood. I don't think we're going to get caught up in this. Don't insult a beast who remembers blood."

"... I see that makes sense too"

"The important thing is to attack and attack and keep attacking. Hang out your next prey, the hungry beast won't think of anything extra. If you turn to defense poorly, you might just get a little rough."

Demonstrate fearful strength in any army while you are gaining momentum. But once I get slapped, I'll blow up my first morale, etc.

Especially in the case of this Red Wheel Army, it will definitely collapse. If the drunkenness of the beast reminds him of the fear of death, he will spare his own life. That's human.

"... I just got some bad news from home country. We need to stay in Rockbell and prolong the rebellion. I'm ordering you to stop marching on the state capital, Madres."

"That's another sudden story. Surely Master Amir would have told me to do whatever I wanted. Why is that now?"

"I guess Farid's guy blew in the extra. That young man, Master Amir and I are familiar with children, so keep it on the diagram! At the minute of the creature made!!

Without hiding his jealousy, Listig throws up and throws up. along with cursing words that would enrage him if he heard them.

Amir Valdecka of Taisho, Bahar, Lord of Listihi. He is a young man of the future who is seen as the next emperor. The talent has also been acknowledged by Listig, who wholeheartedly admits that it is sufficient to pledge allegiance. - But.

There is a red-haired man named Farid in the childhood. He is a young man who goes to earth with martial arts, elegance, quality rigidity and perfection. He had a good reputation from the soldiers and steadily built up his handles to emerge in a very clapping manner.

It has already been in the position of Senior Thousand Chiefs and has overtaken Listig more than once. One way or another, it's a reputation to go up to the general and ensure that Amir will fit into this one's obeisance when he takes office as emperor. More importantly, the finished product of the "Dawn Plan" carried out with the Emperor Befnam liver. I have no doubt about its strength. A young man who would undoubtedly be Amir's right arm.

That's what Listig can't stand. For the last twenty years, I've been working powdered myself. I have worked out the elusive Bahar soldiers with difficulty. It has wiped out dangerous insurgents. Since before the birth of amyls and farids.

I strongly believe that the current general of the Bahr is already nearing retirement and that the next person who deserves that status is himself. Naturally, even sequentially. I don't know what the dawn plan and what they are, but I'm not kidding, such as being looked down on by people created by such a suspicious plan. Pride as a Baha 'i does not allow it.

He therefore volunteered to take command of this Coimbra rebellion. Amir also taught me that if I let the state capital fall brilliantly, I would get a medal first class.

(I'll drop the coin bra! Farid, how dare you interrupt my youth!!

It is not something that has been stopped at present. Without concealing his intent to kill, Listig knocks his desk with his fist.

Indeed, muddy the front would be a pretext for Baha 'i military intervention. Properly resist before surrendering and pursuing Grohl's responsibility. It will work for sure. But then Listig's accomplishments are not as good.

Meanwhile, why not let the state capital fall at the hands of the Red Wheel Army and impeach the world of Grohl's incompetence. Then surrender to the Baha 'i army, which has intervened, and give the castle a clean dawn. The Red Wheel Army will be a righteous army, and the leader Ristig is a hero. Coimbra Taisho's seat is not a dream either. The fame will strike the world.

Anyway, this plan is for the highest power in the Holsheed continent - to Emperor Befnam. Amir reports in advance. He wanted to lose his real brother in order to get rid of the future scourge.

The emperor gave his permission at once and told him to let me see your arrangements. I intend to test the next emperor. If this succeeds, Amir will surely assume the position of Crown Prince.

"So, Captain, what do you want to do? If we're going to stay here, we have to repair the broken walls. We need to collect supplies for the war."

"Know it, drop the state capital madre as originally planned. The opponent has incompetent Grohl, a weak soldier's coin bra, and insiders. It doesn't affect the trend of battle, even if a few of us are skilled. If I take command, I can always win. I know you're a widow, but there's nothing wrong with that!

At the time of the war of unity, Bahar has a history of resisting Holseed, led by the Emperor of the Sun, with the province of Gemb, to the end. The Baha 'i manipulative cavalry, he said, also forced the unbeaten Sun Emperor to struggle. The martial arts failed, but their bravery was known throughout the continent. This is why, at the same time, it is so important that Amir is still placed on guard.

Coimbra, on the other hand, dawned the castle without a single battle, even though soldiers and supplies were the most abundant on the continent. They are told that their appearance, desperately begging for their lives, bought pity and mockery. It is a weak country that has been sorely scolded by the Sun Emperor because of its inertia beyond degrees. “No gold, no man", that's the word that shows the coin bra. Neither exists now.

As for the Baha 'is Ristihi, there is only the perception that there is nothing to be afraid of, such as coimbras. Even more so if it is Grohl who leads it.

"I mean, it's good to be ready to march, right?

"Of course! Don't worry about your home country, drop the state capital madre and I'll make sure to give it to Master Amir!

"Then I'll select the right guy to lead the squad and organize it. I'll report back later."

Geb saluted and left as he tried not to put his inner heart on his face.

(Saying you're a big enemy, but you're out of your mind. Okay, well, is that going to work? The incompetent Glor, the weak soldier Coimbra, is the majority of our army. I don't think humans are that different.)

Sometimes I wonder. Will Amir really welcome Ristihi, who has rebelled and done all he can to plunder him? I don't feel like I'm going to get a lizard tail cut if I do poorly. Is Listig aware of it? Or are you pretending not to notice?

After the Lords' Hall, brutally stroking the beardless beard. After a job, I was going to catch a woman appropriately or drown in booze. Troop formation can be done afterwards.

(Well, if I do, I'll push the captain to take full responsibility. All you have to do is say that you did it all at the behest of Master Listig. This is the trick to living well)

I remember Noel's face asking me how to be happy. I don't know where he went, but maybe next time I feel like we're going to meet as enemies. It's a soldier's investigation.

Ned was on the winning side but died a tragic death. I mean, you can't just be on the winning side.

"... uh, no, you didn't tell me everything you meant. I'll tell you when I get the next chance."

Just because you win doesn't mean you're dead. If you don't die in Geb's case, you win. Keeping winning is synonymous with surviving at all costs.

(If you take it from me, it's like winning if you don't die. Fight to the point of not dying and get money. This is the trick to living happily ever after)

I'll keep it in mind for once to tell you before Noel dies. Even if they call me a liar when I die, I'm not going to sleep well.

It seems that Fresser, the same village, intends to contain Noel with strength. What do you think when you look at the leopard fresser and craft in the meantime?

Imagine a floating, righteous face distorted, and Geb's mind jumps. Do you cry, get angry, or despair? Either way, it gets interesting.

"Oh, I'm really looking forward to that."

Castel Madres, Coimbra State Capital. The west side of the castle is the coast, with a vast harbour. On the other hand, there is a radial spread of castle towns, and remnants of what was once the continent's best trading city still remain. It is also significant that he was not involved in the scourge of war because he surrendered without resistance.

Although the gold mines in the north withered and trade with the Mundonovo continent ceased, the quantity, if any, would at least be merchanted. Even if it is in the middle of a revolt. Until the crisis is imminent, people will not actually move into action. Therefore, the state capital was still showing the bustle there today.

"This is the Madres of Coimbra State. It's a really big city."

"Not if you're relaxing. You must report to Taisho immediately. Things need to be quick."

Cynthia stabs a nail in Noel making a big stretch. Although the decree has already arrived, it is naturally obliged to report the circumstances and history directly.

The Cynthias, who joined forces with reinforcements to Rockbell, report that they have already fallen. Commander General Gaddis was wary that the enemy soldiers were bigger than expected and decided to retreat at one end to get his posture in order.

In a hurry, the rock bell is falling and the lord's barrel is dead. The wife of Taishou, who should be rescued, succeeded in rescuing her, so she thought there was no need to rush. One squad is left for a single restraint.

Cynthia and the others accompanied Gaddis back to the main unit and took a few days to reach this Coimbra state capital.

"Well, then, go ahead. Get a reward when you get back. Because it was a promise."

"What are you talking about, you go too. You're the one who took Ned, and you're the witness who heard that he was Bahar. Report directly to Taisho from your mouth."

And that's it, Cynthia cuts the words.

Because Noel's outfit is too bad. Even with weapons, there is no such thing as women's clothing available to reinforcements. It's not an expedition, so it's just the minimum supplies you need.

There was a change of Sarah's clothes available on the boulder, but there was no way there was anything like Noel's. The underwear was divided into boulders.

Noel nowadays finds himself in a blood-dyed skin outfit with two strands of spears on his back and an iron hammer on his hip. Although I washed it with water along the way, the blood stain didn't come off in the end.

"Hey, can I take a walk around the city for a second? I want to look around a lot. There's going to be a lot of treasure."

"No. First, you need to get dressed. Do you think you can look fat dressed like that?

"I don't want to see anything else though. Because it's a pain in the ass."

"Ah shut up! You're coming with me anyway!

"Oh, uh, what do we do?"

Milt asks anxiously. The same goes for the other villagers.

"Let me show you to the barracks for now. Take your time eating and resting there. When you're settled, think about what you're going to do."

"What do we do?

Milt and prostitute looking suspicious.

"Stay like this or go back to the village. I assume your village is still a rebel force zone? But if you stay, you have to fight."

"Oh no! There's no use for us!

"This state is not rich enough to feed humans who do nothing. The city will look busy at first sight, but the truth is different."

Coldly speaking, Cynthia turned her heels back. Take Noel forcefully.

Once you reach the barracks for high-ranking officers, you will be directed to your own quarters. This is the residence reserved for officers above the hundred.

It has a private room unlike the barracks where the general soldiers live, and is quite well built.

Originally, Cynthia had a mansion in the city, but couldn't afford to hire a servant, and had paid it off because the Edrich people had become her own.

Being alone in a large mansion is terribly lonely. Then I decided to live in a barracks that would be convenient for me to train.

I know I'm nicknamed a fallen aristocrat or something, but I wasn't going to give a shit because the state of Coimbra itself is falling in the first place. Though I was aware my face was cramped.

"This is my room. Just get in there."

"I'm sorry to bother you"

"Don't be shy because I'm not going to entertain anything else. When you get dressed, you go straight to the castle."

"Okay, don't push it."

Noel is pushed indoors by his back. What got into my eyes was a plump, bright white bed, a qualitative desk. And it's a slightly larger costume shelf. Armor and helmets hang next to it.

I'm kind of excited. Noel tried to jump into bed quickly.

Unfortunately, they grabbed my hair and stopped me. I'm being held in close to bed. I get my hair pulled from behind and rest with my neck bent at an odd angle.

"It hurts."

"Say what happens if you jump into bed in that outfit"

"It makes me feel fuzzy and feel better and want to sleep"

"It's a mistake to be dirty and terrible! You big fool!!

"Can I just get some sleep?

"No!

After being pulled up hard, Noel groaned when he was hit with his fist around the head. If I didn't do it again, I tried to swear to the right God, but it wasn't easy to forgive me. After all, there was no God.

"Oh, I think I'm gonna crack my head"

Noel is stupid, but Cynthia doesn't have ears to listen to.

"I'm not a serviceman, but for now, a uniform wouldn't be disrespectful. I thought you wanted me to join you as a prostitute.... This is what I was here for when I was ten men long. I hope it's the right length."

That's what I say. Hand over the white based military uniform. I don't have a shoulder stamp because of the low position, but it bears the crest of the Coimbra State scale. This is the flag of Coimbra, which demonstrates pride as a trading city. Gold coins on one side of the scale and supplies on the other.

Cynthia was promoted from ten to a hundred right away, so her uniform looks like new. By the way, you naturally wear armor when you go to the battlefield or military, but in other situations you wear these military uniforms.

In recent years, even when it comes to battlefields, I've only experienced about the same thing as when I was heading for a crusade against a burglar.

"Uh?"

"If I had a length, I'd lend it to you. Don't be rude because you meet Taisho."

"Okay. Hey, this is a beautiful outfit. And you look good."

That said, Noel just takes off his dirty leather clothes. Military uniforms are hard to wear if you're not used to them, but Noel got dressed quickly.

The trick is somewhere familiar and the uniform that I definitely didn't think fit is getting strangely tight. Would it be more right to say a woman officer who has just been promoted than a recruit? When you freshen up and posture with a serious look, let your neck tilt.

"Hey, do you look good?

"Oh, oh."

When Cynthia is unexpectedly seen, Noel grabs something close to her desk. He kept an eye on it from earlier, and he squeezed it without getting lost.

Now these are the glasses the late Cynthia's brother wore. I didn't mean to see it, but I didn't even feel like throwing it away, so I just left it there for now.

"He said hang this and wrap his hair around the back. How do you look, smart?

Hang the black edge glasses, wrap the red messy hair around the back and look back here.

He's a soldier, no matter where he comes from. It just looks like a competent secretary or staff member. If you don't know what's in it, anyone will be fooled. Even if I know it, I'm going to be fooled.

…………

"Uh, at times like this"

"Oh, my God, I suddenly stretched my spine."

"- Dear Cynthia, give me your order. We're already ready."

"Hey, suddenly what?"

"If not, I'll deal with it on my side. Leave everything to me. Now, if you'll excuse me today."

Making a pitiful bureaucratic look, Noel tries to leave as he is when he deliberately lifts his glasses quickly.

Cynthia rushes to stop when she returns to me.

"Ma, wait! Don't take it personally! Or what are those glasses!

"Uh, I thought it was gonna work."

"It does matter what you look like, but you do something about the contents first! You big fool!

When Cynthia yells, Noel is holding her ears down with both hands. It creates tremendous discomfort when someone takes a dumb trick in a competent staff outfit.

"Hey, more than that, can you give me these glasses?

"... and all of a sudden what do you say?"

"So you promised me you'd reward me. I hope you like these beautiful glasses."

I get lost for a moment, but decide if I don't mind. Are you just happy that it didn't get expensive? If you break a promise, this fool must be eating you down everywhere. Hammer and spear in one hand.

Peel out your white teeth, Noel chasing you everywhere. Unexpectedly my spine pops, but I regain my mind and cough.

"... I'd say no, but the promise is a promise. Whatever you want."

"You did it. Let's make it a treasure. Hang this and you'll look smart. Wonderful glasses that make you smarter."

"Hey. Are you going to put that on?

"Yeah. The world looks great. I can see the world really well."

I try to say it's obvious because it's my glasses, and I realize I'm running out of time.

"... well good. If I'm interacting with you, I'm running out of time, so I'm on my way. I'll pay attention first, but don't ever be rude to Taishou, don't do it. Just answer what I asked you."

"Ok...... not ok, Master Cynthia. I'll take care of everything.

The customer's body itches when she says that she is being treated.

"... so stop teasing me. Next time you do it, you'll whip your cheeks."

"Why? You're using proper respect."

"Shut up, I really do!

"I have no choice. Okay, Cynthia."

When you tap your shoulder great, Noel leaves by himself. Its laid back figure is that the general also loses face.

Tired, Cynthia sat down on the spot, exhaling a few unclear sighs before slowly getting up and chasing Noel.