The girl with the fire wheel.

A few days later, the Noel squad was on their first assignment. When it comes to missions, it's not like reconnaissance or manipulation. I was just lying down as a messenger for everyone.

The city of Rockbell, which has fallen into the hands of the enemy. The road from there to Madres, the state capital, is called Canaan Avenue and is dotted with small villages nearby. Noel Squad's role is to tell them that rebels are imminent and to warn them to be careful. We don't just stay and protect them by telling them about the danger. Because there is not enough room to place soldiers in numerous villages.

The Grohls. Coimbra leaders saw that the rebels would extend their sphere of power around them using Rockbell as a base. I have never stayed in some stronghold since the rebellion, and I have been southbound while conjugating dissatisfied molecules. I assumed that stopping the rebellion was the purpose of prolonging the rebellion.

Besides, if we know that Bahar could be behind this, the aim is obvious too. Muddy things up and seek to discredit Coimbra's authority and pursue the blame of Grohl, who is a tautoman. By doing so, Amir shall firmly hold his own position as the next emperor, and he may bury his future political enemies. That's exactly why two birds with one stone.

I know enough to say I don't like that. Grohl had a bottom teeth bite, but until the soldier's convocation was over, he decided to refrain from sporadic attacks. If we challenge the showdown and defeat it in a short period of time, we can return some stigma. Out of the blue, even if it was a bad defeat, that could have been the only way to save my life.

"I was wondering where you were next."

I'll take care of the next one.

A soldier spreading the map speaks to Noel.

"Haha, you kind of followed the board"

"I'm getting used to it. I don't think Milt's used to it."

"Uuuuuuuu ya"

Milt threw away in a grumpy manner. I wasn't in the mood to be laughing like the others.

The Noels' mission is to stop the expansion of the enemy's sphere of power in nominal terms, but what they're doing was extremely simple.

"Run if you decide it's dangerous because the enemy is imminent," "Coimbra State can't send out soldiers, but it's a capital offense if you join the rebels",

Just pass these two around as ordered. The reaction from the people could not have been fragrant, and the Noel squad was to be heard cursing and angry. Sometimes they throw mud at me. If you can't help, but you're told to be careful, it's natural to be furious.

"Still, you were all so angry. My grandfather just blew a bubble out of his mouth and fell."

"That's right. I pay a lot of taxes to the state, but they don't protect me at all. There must be a state trooper for a time like this."

Milt exhales. If the state trooper had moved, I wouldn't be here right now. Will everyone in the village of Zoim be safe? Now all I can do is pray.

There's no reason to know that thought, Noel.

"But you enjoyed the mud fight."

"The only thing I enjoyed was the captain. It was just paid for armor. Uh, the mud's stained. It really sucks."

Watch yourself as the milt tongues. Armor that was brand new - something to the point of protecting the chest is tragic with mud. The mud stained the underwear I was wearing inside and it was very uncomfortable.

I couldn't make him stop or hurt him, so I could only desperately raise my voice of restraint. Therefore, the face of the Noel squad was covered in mud. Except for one woman with extreme brain weather.

Only Noel is what he always looks like. You can say that there is little dirt. We will send a magnificent mud ball from the villagers to follow the gap and see a powerful blow. Of course, with mud balls, not spears, hammers, etc.

After an hour, the villagers were exhausted and dissolved, and Noel seemed to have fun with the remaining children. If Cynthia hears, she'll be furious again. Commander, what are you doing?

"By the way, why are you so avoidable? It hardly seems to have hit me."

"I've been watching you a lot. That'll make it easier."

"I've avoided it since I saw it. I don't usually make it."

"I guess. I can, though. Wouldn't we all be able to do it if we practiced?

Noel looked strange. Because it wasn't difficult or anything.

It's nothing like putting mud balls on it. I know who's after me from where so I can take it. Most of that can be avoided without having to look. But sometimes sharp mud balls fly in, so you have to look good then.

"... that way of thinking, wouldn't it be avoidable with arrows or anything?

"Maybe so. You know, could I be awesome?

"Heck, it's amazing. The boulder is Noel, ten men long."

After waving his hand that the milt couldn't do it, he walks away beating the mud out of his body. Noel also continues later.

Noel sometimes feels unusually sharp when he's fighting. In that case, there's something. So take a good look. Avoid or deal with it after seeing it. By doing so, I have survived so far. It is very difficult to convey in words because it is done and obvious.

So, if you look closely, you'll be fine.

Then three days later, the Noel squad continued on the same mission. I look around the villages one by one as I look at the map. Listening to the curse I was getting tired of hearing, Noel went on a sloppy mission. And finally turn to the last village, to the extent that it had been ordered.

Continue east on Canaan Avenue and the village beyond the small high hills is your destination. Beautiful views and overlooking the street if you give it to the top of the hill. Previously, the streets used to be uninterrupted, but now there are enough local wagons passing by from time to time. Sometimes there is a revolt going on, and it is really rare to see the merchants.

If you look the other way, the forest is spreading. Through there, there was a wheat field, and we could confirm that there was a smaller settlement further beyond.

Knowing that the destination was just a few moments away, Milt tried to make a voice out of the map and hurry ahead.

"- Danger!

Noel bounces off the milt he was wiping sweat next door as much as he wants. All of a sudden, Milt can't take passivity and falls from his face to the ground. Fortunately, it was softer ground, so I just had to punch him in the nose.

"Ouch!! What all of a sudden!

"Put up your weapon. We have enemies."

"Enemy!? Where are you from?

When Noel takes out the spear, someone lands whistling from the top of the tree.

A man with a red cloth wrapped around his arm, a young man from the same village as Milt - he was a fresser.

"Heh, it's a big deal to react to my arrows. I guess we should honestly praise Noel here."

"F, fresser!?

"Hey Milt. And are the others with you? I thought you were dumb state troopers. I mean, what are you going to do with the coin bra armor? You betrayed us Red Wheel Army?

"Yes, no. This is why."

"Hey, Fresser. Were you going to kill Milt?

blocking the milt trying to excuse him, Noel asks.

Milt also notices an arrow standing on the ground. sharp arrows that would undoubtedly have passed where the milt was. If Noel hadn't sheltered, there would surely be no life. I still think that Fresser meant to kill him.

"That's what the enemy is supposed to do. Besides, if you're a traitor, you're a traitor."

Fresser to say with a flat face. The hunter-era bow is held in his hand, and a new arrow is observed. About thirty armed men appear from behind it. Everyone has a red cloth wrapped around their arms. The man who was big enough in it was still a face-to-face craft.

"Sure, the enemy has to be killed."

When Noel puts his hand on his hips, the soldiers silently pull out their swords.

"- Hey, wait, you guys! Wait for you, too, Fresser! We didn't betray anything. Look, just calm down and listen. This rebellion was the work of the Baha 'is!

"Oh, yeah."

"So the leaders of the Red Wheel Army don't think about the people. We rebelled because it's all for ourselves!

"Let's see. So, it's good to make your voice big and insist. Is that what's wrong with you?

Fresser twisting his neck with an unpleasant laugh. Kraft has the same look. It seems very unlikely to be the same person as most people before. He puts the great sword on his shoulder and turns his swordswallowing gaze.

"Doesn't matter, so it means nothing to this rebellion! If you don't get out of here, you'll be executed!

"Heh, I don't know. Hey, Milt. You have no idea. I wish you guys had screwed over here. Well, I think I know how fun it is."

Kraft nodding over and over to Fresser's words.

"Fun?

"Oh, it's fun to take away. Forcing someone to take something important. Ravage the weak and show them what they can do. That's really fun. I can feel it living from the bottom of my heart."

"... you, what the hell"

"Hey Milt. How many people do you think I killed in Rockbell? - Thirty men. You're smarter than me, you shot people like that with money in their bows, you stabbed them with your sword and you killed them, didn't you?

"... f, fresser?

"You know what? When the neck was swept, the blood erupted with great momentum. Then we'll take her and her fortune. Hehe, once you do it, you'll never stop it."

Fresser stares at Noel with a hungry wolf-like face. There is zero saliva from his mouth, rolling his rising desire.

"Don't say anything stupid, get the hell out of the rebels! Now we have state troopers in Madres from all over Coimbra, we have no more wins!

"Until then, I'll be completely busted. I can't go back to that fucking miserable life now. Take what you've been hunting so desperately for, you dumb bastards. There's no way I'm going to live happily ever after. He's better off dead than dead."

"That's the thing, so I'm sorry, everyone to the milt. But I think so, too. That's really boring over there. I'm perfectly sorry to go back to living like that."

The craft continues with a nigga and a laugh. The once rustic atmosphere is completely scratched out.

This one doesn't make any sense. Milt can only complain about the appearance of the two leopards.

"By the way, Captain Ned, who was in command of a separate task force, did you guys kill him? Mr. Gebb was moaning."

"Yeah, I am. I killed him."

Noel nods honestly.

"Former Captain Ned is surprisingly pitiful that you'll get hit by a woman. Did you do it by accident, hiding?

"Yeah, I fought it right. From the front."

"- Well, it doesn't matter. Because Mr. Gebb cared so much."

…………

"Noel, by the way. I'm just gonna ask you one more time, but aren't you gonna follow me? If you put it over here, it'll give you a lot of fun, okay?

"It would be the same answer as before. I'll stop. Because going with Fresser doesn't seem like fun. Besides, I have a lot of company right now."

Noel is faceless, but rejects it completely. Fresser unwittingly snorts, but immediately regains his mind.

"Heh, well. Well, fine, the next time you see him, you can take him forcefully. I'm going to miss it because I have some friendships so far so far today. Next time, be prepared because you won't forgive me."

As the fresser carries the bow on his back, the craft laughs.

"Bye, guys. If you want to come this way, you can come up to the rock bell. I'm always welcome."

"I might shoot you dead by mistake."

If you raise your hand like it doesn't matter, Fresser goes back under the armed men. The craft is followed by a relaxing walk.

Towards that back, Noel called out.

"Hey. Fresser and Kraft aren't on our side anymore, are they? You're never gonna come back on this side?

To Noel's inquiry, Fresser only stops for a moment. It was in a flat tone, but there was something that appealed to my heart somewhere. That's what I felt for the milt. Perhaps so will Fresser and Kraft.

Fresser scratches his hair like it's annoying. And looking back,

"... yes, we're not one of them anymore. I was originally in the same village. From now on, complete enemies. On the side I take away, you're on the side I take away. - Winners and losers, easy to understand, right?

"Oh well. Then forget it. See you next time."

When Noel says so, he starts walking like he's lost interest. I never saw the fressers again and just started walking to the village of destination.

"Is that okay?

"Fine. Until now, I thought you were on my side. Next time you see him, he's an enemy, so don't hesitate to do it."

Noel replied to the soldier's inquiry as if he didn't care.

The faces of the Noel squad also follow with vigilance of the Fressers rebels. Fortunately, there was no pursuit. I don't know if Fresser missed it or if he had another intention.

Milt was relieved. Even if we kill each other, it doesn't feel like we can kill Fresser. I didn't think I could wave a sword at my opponent for familiarity with my face from a very young age. - Fresser and Kraft seem to have gotten over that wall easily.

"Hey. What the hell is wrong with those guys? You're a whole different person from when you were in the village!

"I'm sure it's changed. Because he said he knew how fun it was to take it away. I can't help it more than this."

"And don't be so easy to say that you have no choice! He's from the same village!

"Then you just have to convince me until I'm convinced. I wouldn't recommend it because it would definitely kill me. Milt's one of mine, so it'd be sad if they killed him."

Noel says it out cold. You can't ask about things like humanity from that eye. An unexpectedly distracted milt connects words.

"The next time you see them, what are you going to do?

Milt put a question in his mouth that he knew the answer to.

"I don't think I'll ever see you again, but in case I do -"

Noel gently strokes the spear in his hand.

"Of course I'll kill you. The enemy must definitely be killed. I don't want to be the one to be robbed. You said you weren't on your side anymore, so you didn't have to help."

"... the boulder is a military man. I'm not that easy to break it off. I can't."

"I think that's fine with the milt. I can't believe you're alive. If you like."

"... it doesn't matter if you're a coward"

"Sounds like there's a way to call it gentle. If you're just a milt thinker, you'll be happy in this world."

Noel skews his mouth and floats something sarcastic. Milt rounds her eyes wondering if this weather capable of giving her this look.

"No, Noel?

"In the end, people are different, so I guess you just have to live the way you want"

"... it wouldn't make sense if you lived the way you wanted, if you were dead at all"

"That's right, isn't it?"

"... I wonder if those idiots know that"

"Come on, I don't know. I don't get it. I don't care about the enemy."

Laughing lightly, Noel glanced over her shoulder and showed her.

See the Noels heading to the village, Fresser and the soldiers of the Red Wheel Army. Kraft tilts his neck as he looks behind them.

"Hey, good for you, Fresser. I missed it so much. First, I thought you were here to crush that village."

"Don't get too busy around here. There were orders from Mr. Gebb. Besides, there's no such thing as a big deal in such a shitty village. I didn't want to miss it."

The fresser spits like it's boring.

Fresser, who was bought a bow arm, and a craft who was expected to have a large body and arm strength, was able to hang his eyes from the geb.

Geb, a skilled soldier, seems to be Listig's belly and has a good face for all sorts of things. After this battle, I am also told to be a subordinate.

(I don't know how serious that guy is, but I'm just gonna get to where I can. I can actually feel it's more alive)

It didn't matter what Geb meant, what Listig was after, or what the Red Wheel Army did. I just wanted to ramble and live the way I wanted. I even wanted to dissipate something depressing that had accumulated in my life so far.

(Besides, humans are the best prey after all. completely different from the beast)

Unlike their animal counterparts, their hearts pulse hard when targeting humans. That unique tension can only be tasted by humans. Soon my aversion to killing disappeared altogether, so that only fullness could be gained. Geb praised me for evidence of going up the adult stairs. By the way, so was the craft. It's just that the swing has changed from a sword to a sword.

If you wish, the war will expand more, and it should be prolonged. Fresser thinks so with all his heart. It didn't matter anymore, such as about Zoim village's mother. Live or die, but it's not what I found out. What matters is what you want to do.

"Speaking of which, Noel, you just seemed a little lonely earlier."

"... do you? I feel like it's always been the same."

The fresser reminds me, but I never felt anything in particular. The only thing I can tell is that this woman is not interested in herself at all. That's unbearable for a fresser. It's irritating. And I don't care that it's Milt next door again. That's why I went for it. I'm seriously going to kill you.

"Somehow, but you seemed to miss something. Um, it's my fault."

"I kindly told him to follow me, but he said no, didn't he? I don't know what that means."

"That's the same thing, isn't it? I knew it was my fault."

"What bothered me was the people in the village other than Milt. Was something wrong?

Fresser was talking to Noel, Milt, but the other village youngsters had been holding their swords and staring at this one. Like a skilled soldier who awaits orders faithfully. What the hell was that?

"I wasn't nervous when Fresser pressured me. We never had a sword."

"Heh, well, I don't care. The next time I see you, I'll kill the others and Noel will make it mine. Kraft, don't you dare touch me."

Noel halves and captures him. The others have all been killed. I missed the village friendship and all that earlier, so it's a charade. We need no mercy for the people who go through the Red Wheel Army on their own and join the Coimbra Army on their own. Especially since Milt's fool is going to tear it apart and show it to his sister Cal. I'm really looking forward to seeing how you react.

"Er, that's sloppy, Fresser. So, what am I supposed to do?

"I don't know. Anyway, if you get to Noel before I do, I'll kill you."

"I don't know, I'm scared of your face, Fresser"

"You don't know how to add or subtract."

When thrown away, the fresser signals by hand. It's time to pull it up.

This time the purpose was to reconnaissance this point. Only Fresser has been informed of his sincerity by Geb. The hill overlooking this street becomes an important base. Not for the Red Wheel Army, even where it means nothing to the Coimbra Army.

(It's a harvest festival if you succeed in the state capital. I'll show you both aristocratic shit. Just because you were born in a different place, you end up being the same person.... right, Noel? No matter how clear your face is, strip one and you'll be the same.)

Try to imagine Noel's face distorted by fear. Just like the Rockbell women, it's a look stained with pain and despair.

But it didn't work no matter how many times I tried it. No matter how many times you hurt him, at the end of the day, you're gonna rip your teeth out and laugh. Unexpectedly the chill runs on the spine of the fresser.

"-"

Turning around his back, he caught sight of the sting sunshine and Noel looking at this one from afar.

I don't see it clearly, but I feel like I'm looking at this one with eyes that identify the prey. Even though I don't have a bow, the next moment I get a feeling I'm going to be shot.

(Those eyes, I think I saw them somewhere. when and where)

"............... oh, that time"

It's about when Noel started living in the village. I always had those eyes when Noel went hunting. Will it arrive, will it not arrive, can it kill, can it not kill? I can see that's all you're thinking about. Negative gaze. Besides, I'm going to point that at myself. That's what I hated so much that I stopped accompanying Noel on his hunt for a while. Because there was a fear of when the arrow would be released to me. It was at the beginning that I felt death close.

But break it down over time, have special emotions and at the same time it fades away, and at the end of the day it's gone. I don't know if they will one day, but Noel seemed to recognize himself as an ally.

And I was convinced. I answered Noel's last question no. He said he had become an unmistakable enemy. The next time I see him, Noel definitely comes to kill him. Unlike the Milts, they are not of such a character as to hesitate or condone that the target to be hunted would be human. Innocent cruelty lurks behind childlike brightness. Fresser was attracted to its duality, so no doubt about it.

Fresser's emotional intensity is rapidly depressing. I don't feel like I've made some terrible mistake.

"Fresser, what's wrong?"

"Yes, no. Whatever."

Responding appropriately to the words of the craft, the fresser begins to leave the spot on an early walk.

(I'm not wrong. What's wrong with living like yourself? I was just a kid then. I'm not what I used to be right now, there's no way I'm freaking out about a woman!

Fresser spits and kicks the ground. Attempt to erase an obnoxious imagination by force. That effort was also empty, and Noel's gaze never disappeared from the back of Fresser's brain. The strong sun piercing from behind was somewhat uncomfortable.

Around the same time Noel Squad returns to the state capital. The rebels left Rockbell, resulting in reports of an incursion into the state capital with massive force. A total of 5,000 rebels honoring the Red Wheel Army.

It was a misread groll called a protracted war, but I order you to intercept it immediately. Some prudentialists approached the state capital and advised their enemies to resist depletion, but Grohl shook with anger. But whoever sees rebel opponents, such as castles, is extremely weak. Moreover, the castle town has no great defenses, so it is certain that it will be severely damaged. So Grohl marched out and sought to destroy them in the field.

Grohl's judgment, the policy is not wrong. But the “scorn" of gathering thieves, the “haste" of having no place for oneself if not eliminated early, and the “pride" of being overwhelmed with troops and equipment. These three fools will cloud and dull Grohl's judgment. Whether that would be lethal or not, we still don't know.

"This is also the first time I've participated in a massive military operation so far. Something about your chest squealing by accident."

"I guess that's just a cold. You don't have a fever?

"... you don't wear glasses but you have a bad mouth. Or is that your land?

"No, I'm not. A friend told me before that humans are very complicated creatures. So you can't just measure one side."

"Hmm?"

"There are good men in the world who kill a lot of people, and there are bad men who save a lot of people. Humans are just like the sun. They look different. If we don't look at it multilaterally, we can't see the real shape."

Noel says things like a philosopher. I feel deep, but I still feel different. Cynthia shook her head sideways.

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what that means."

"Whether you wear glasses or not, I mean me. Hey, don't you feel like you said something good?

"I listened to you seriously. You were an idiot. Look, you're gonna blow that trumpet pretty hard. Be as quiet as you can."

Cynthia pushes her trumpet hard into Noel's mouth. Noel accepted it without resisting and blew it pointlessly with Pooh.

"... this much force, the formation, will surely win us. We need to get the rebellion together as soon as possible and restore peace to the coimbra."

"Pooh."

"Shut up."

A unit lined up flips out of the castle with the commander's orders. Coimbra flag, proudly flying the crest of the balance. Cynthia Squad's turn is still behind us.

When you leave the castle, you are going straight through the castle town, out onto the streets and intercepting the rebels.

Leveraging what he had surpassed with his strength, Grohl had made it clear that he would lay a formation of crane wings. Siege your enemies with your left and right wings and destroy them as they are. The enemies are all human beings who have nothing to do with military law. Besides, it's a disadvantage in terms of numbers, so there's no way we can deal with it.

Cynthia was convinced of the victory and nodded strongly.

"Wow, you look confident that you've already won. Look, my cheeks are loose. I feel terribly alarmed right now."

When Stinging and Noel poke her cheek, Cynthia waves away and hastily denies it.

"Oh, that's not true. I'm just pulling myself together right now! If you're caught off guard, you'll be stuck on your feet!

"Hmm. And you're actually nervous about making it look like it. Look, my body's kind of trembling, too."

"Then say something stupid!

Cynthia bites her tongue vigorously. He looks desperately in pain with his face in his face. Noel laughs bitterly wondering if she's really okay.

Looking around the rear, the milts with their stretched expressions stand up with their mouths in one letter. The same goes for the ancient soldiers of the Cynthia squad. They're also like first line in a way, so I can't help it.

Noel looks up at the sky unexpectedly. The appearance of the sun is hidden by clouds. It didn't feel very good. Noel was a little disappointed.

"Ma, if you're alive, you'll figure it out. That way I'll fight as many times as I want. At the end of the day, it means I win."

Noel shrugs. The point is, it's with black and white play. Even if it was beaten several times in the fight, it was just turned. You just have to turn back one last time. Geb taught me how to be happy, and that's what I see as "keep winning”. You just have to be laughing at the end of the story anyway. In other words, defeat for Noel is only two things: fighting and dying in the middle of a dream, moving forward and surrendering. It's impossible to surrender to your enemies, so it's just better if you don't die.

"So, why don't you put your chest up more and make room? Cynthia Hundred"

"Mm, whatever. But as a soldier, I can't afford to play tricks!

"Oh well. Then you have no choice. Let's give up."

I thought I'd make more fun of him, but Noel stopped. Because I was going to get fist bones if I did too much.

I'm kind of sleepy, so I open my mouth wide and exhale.

"That's a big stretch when you say it's before the battle. You're about to get lost in judging if you're an idiot or a big guy."

"What happens if you're a big guy?

"Right, how about one day be a fine general and lead me in the fight. You want to name General Hundred Wins, don't you?

When Cynthia grins mean, Noel nods honestly.

"Then I shall be a general, even more so. You look stronger than a normal general, and you look great."

"- So, Admiral Noel.... don't say it again because it just seems like a bad joke. I feel dizzy."

"The first thing I said was Cynthia.... uh, not Lady Cynthia"

I was blamed with my gaze because I tried to call it off. I hastily applied it so I didn't have to get my fist bone.

"That's fine. Anyway, I care about the other officers. If you do it badly, you won't be sanctioned by Iron Fist."

While we were talking about that, it was time for Cynthia squad to leave.

Cynthia jumps on it when the soldiers who brought the horse give her the reins. From a hundred captains, riding becomes allowed. Long spears are held in his hands and his whole body is covered with heavy steel armor. If you lower the eyebrow shelter of your helmet, you won't even know it's a woman.

"Cynthia team, we're leaving! All of you, go on with me!

"Answer!

Cynthia takes the lead and slowly advances the horse. To go with it, Noel and the others pound their departure trumpets and drums. There seems to have been an outcome of the exercise, and this time no particular complaints have been received.

Speared soldiers walk out following Cynthia. Keep pace and don't disturb the line.

Noel puts up another spear and leads the milts to start walking. The equipment was only worn on top of military uniforms, iron breasts and helmets. I didn't like the supplied armor because it inhibited movement in thin slices. It doesn't mean anything to get in the way when you have to.

Cynthia didn't look very good, but she also didn't have any particular complaints because she wasn't on the front line.

(To me, too, I guess this is like the first line. I need to make sure that what I studied there helps)

Noel remembered the teachers' faces after those of his dear friends. Beautiful memories go black and cloudy.

Noel felt so sorry that he had skewered him from his head when he was here. Because those guys were definitely enemies.

"Well, let's do our best. This is the first line."

"Answer!

When Noel laughed, the village youngsters raised their arms and raised their minds. Milt just shook his head just saying he couldn't keep up.