The girl with the fire wheel.

State border between Bahar and Coimbra. The streets connecting the two states are provided with checkpoints to stare at each other, and strong fences are set up along the state border.

Both states do not inherently need anything like this more than belong to the Holsheed Empire, but it was necessary for both in a remote relationship.

Before Coimbra's gold mine withered, there was also a flourishing movement of people, and relations were good, but relations deteriorated extremely much after Grohl and Amir became their respective eunuchs.

The disarming of the post separating Bahar from Coimbra, as if it represented a kind of fortress, had progressed.

There are no restrictions on movement or trade, but the opposing guards are constantly feeling nervous. That is particularly pronounced now that rumors are circulating that “the battle is near”.

About fifty Baha 'i army platoons were lurking in the forest area, which stretched slightly south of the barracks and along the sea. An enhanced organization than usual for a mission. The military uniform does not belong to the Bahr, nor is the flag raised. Dressed in ununited armaments, they are what can be described, to put it better, as a gathering of mercenaries and, to put it worse, bandits.

An elderly man leading the group - the platoon leader - points to one of the expanded maps.

"Today's destination is this village. Individuals, check the exit route in case of unforeseen circumstances. We can't go looking for him if he falls off during the operation. Do something with your head then."

"Of course I do."

"It's not the Coimbra guys, and they don't get lost. We are a flourishing Bahar Task Force."

"I wish I knew."

"Go as usual and take a night's sleep in the carriage on your way home. Absolutely fine."

One of the soldiers laughs confidently. Belonging to the task force, they have successfully conducted three reconnaissance missions, as well as two looting missions, during the past week. Now that I had a close reconnaissance, I had the pride of knowing more about geography than the rest of the Coimbra army.

A carriage of wagons for the carriage of supplies is available on the state border on the Bahar side after being concealed. If we can take supplies and get back that far, the mission will be complete.

"Reliable, but don't be alarmed. An upside-down human being is not an insult. Dog death is a good place to be killed by villagers. For the third time in the area, you'll be wary of boulders."

The looting of this neighborhood will have been reported to the state capital of Coimbra. You don't even know who it is. Rebel remnants, or they may be judged to be the kind of bandits.

"Sure, you're getting pretty tight on security. Although, it's monkeys at night"

"A soldier who works sleepless on a cheap salary, because he doesn't."

"So are we exemplary soldiers?

One of the soldiers slaps a light mouth. I don't get enough luxury to look at it. Nevertheless, it is nevertheless above other state standards.

"We're the blessed ones. First, there will be special allowances for each assignment."

"Apart from that and this. We're risking our lives. I hope you'll get more when Lord Amir becomes emperor."

"Master Amir has taken a good look at our work. The work should always pay off. You're still young, build on your work and move on."

If you repeat looting near such a state border, even the dumb ones notice a boulder. And there's no such thing as a robber with a well-controlled movement. You must realize it was Bahar's fault. The number of coimbra soldiers patrolling the state border is increasing.

Nothing but a provocative act, such as going looting again in the midst of that, but Commander-in-Chief Bahar Amir seems to be after it.

Coimbra Taishou Glor, which I thought would erupt soon, but contrary to expectations, there is still no sign of movement. I don't know if we're being cautious about rooting, or if we're boosting our armaments.

Either way, as an amyl, I want the fact that I've been "invading from my opponent”. On top of that, it would be a thoroughly annihilating mystery with the grandeur of "scoundrel.”

"He's really relentless when he says he's still young. No, that's why you deserve to lead the empire."

"Did you say something, Captain?"

"... but I thought Amir had qualities as an emperor."

If it comes to war, it can be said that there is a dispute between states belonging to the Sun Empire, the so-called civil unrest itself, but the emperor Befnam does not show the bare gesture of intervening in both states. It continues to bypass, as if it were determining which one is worthy of a successor.

Befnam also has a past where he has kicked his brothers down by the time he gets the throne of emperor. Does it take it for granted to shed blood to grasp glorious status? It's an idea that I don't seem to understand from a civilian.

Either way, it will definitely be a battle. You should have a formula for what kind of behavior Grohl is dealing with when it comes to amylls that are readily available. Our own soldiers just have to obey it. While thinking about the first and last war, and if possible, what we want to survive and enjoy hiding in.

After slapping both cheeks and shaking off the extra thought, the platoon captain tells his men.

"All right, we'll start moving in anticipation of when the sun goes down. Until then, rest your body. You don't have to tell me."

"Quietly discreet, but while maintaining tension, right? I know, sir."

"Don't be alarmed. It hurts."

"It's fine if you know what I mean. As I said earlier, don't be alarmed. It's the most dangerous thing I've ever gotten used to. The lesson learned earlier is truly helpful. That's why I do the same thing over and over again."

When the platoon captain looks over at the soldier's face, he is nodding with a serious look, unlike a tone.

The soldiers of the platoon maintain a good sense of tension and high morale. Unlike Coimbra, who suffers from financial difficulties, Bahr has plenty of room. Soldiers are also given adequate salaries, and the lives of their families are guaranteed even when they die in battle. There's no reason not to get morale up.

Nor can the success of this mission be questioned. The platoon leader who looked around at his men nodded satisfactorily.

If we build on our experience of success, our young men will be able to aim further up. I see my limits close to 50 already, but the young don't. Amir, the leader of the young Bahar, and his right-hand man Farid. Their rise is enough to make young people have dreams and ambitions. When the young Amir was sent to Bahar, I thought it was a very poor lottery, but I don't know what the world is. I never dreamed Amir had this much talent.

Brilliantly upon the throne of the emperor, Bahar becomes Amir's knee. The Holseed Empire itself is a powerful backing, so glory is like promised. The things that live there must be more prosperous.

Eating 10% is anti-amyl-headed coin bras, and states such as Gembu and Giv, which are alienated from Bahar. The frequent recent visits to Bahr by the messengers of Gemb and Giv would be an indication of their impatience to form friendships with the next emperor. Because they once took on Grohl as your bearer.

Speaking of Grohl, he hustles around saying that the insurgency by the Red Wheel Army earlier was Amir's plot, but it must end in prison. No matter what the truth is, there is no one to put their shoulders in a fallen coin bra. That is the constant in the world.

"... this is also called, is it fate? Or is it the thought of the Sun God? Darkness is an inch away. That's a terrible story."

"What is it, Captain?

"Nah, I was sympathetic to the end of the coin bra. It'll be hell waiting for you."

"Hehe, that's sweet. But how about taking it away from the sympathizer?"

"So, do you have pity this time?

Soldiers slapping lightly. I don't intend to take that away from you.

"Work is work. We have to do everything we can. That's what the world is all about."

Make him laugh as he pushes his voice to death. My job is to succeed in my mission without losing a single soldier. And if you can see them in good standing after you retire, some of your hard work will be rewarded as well.

After pulling out the jaw's inert mustache, the platoon captain decided to take a nap with the grass on his back. The moon shines overhead without lacking. It seemed to imply the success of today's mission.

- Coimbra, a village near the state border.

Turn off the lights, there's no sign of people at all. There was no need to remember the names of the villages that attacked. A base that has already taken supplies, or not? That's all. The platoon captain sends signals by hand and calls the soldiers. You don't have to kill them all, but you don't have any hesitation in killing them if you resist.

There was no reason to keep an eye on the village, and the break-in was easy and successful. The rest is as usual. Set fire to the dwellings and slap the inhabitants into a state of confusion. Put it together in one place and tie up the men, blackmailing the village chief. Let me give you just some supplies and withdraw them. A real burglar would grab a woman, but I don't need a foot job. The only thing you take away is supplies.

"... OK, disperse and set fire to my signal. Beat the villagers up."

"Ha."

When the platoon captain puts each of them in position with his fingers, the soldiers retrieve the spark they had raised in advance. Remove the oiled cylinder from the waist and hit the wooden house.

It's a moment of tension. Drink your spit and send your sights to the soldiers. They all nod and report that they are ready. - We're on the move.

"All right, give me a fire."

"That's it, you burning bandits!! Don't move one finger!!

At the same time as the wild voices, human beings with pine lights appear one after the other from the top of the village house. It's the entrance to the village, no. Everything around it is brilliantly lit. From the house where they tried to light the fire, the men who opened the doors rampantly and armed continued to appear. So many people where they were hiding.

"Damn!

An arrow pierces his forehead the moment one of his men, who has changed his blood phase, attempts to set fire to it. He pierced his head and was struck into the house. After I pampered my mouth, I let out my tongue and ran out of breath.

"Barbus is warning you because of this. Not if it moves. You're hearing voices, aren't you?

I heard a young woman from the roof. I looked up unexpectedly, there was an armed woman, and the bow had the next arrow on it. Looks like this woman let go. The distinctive red hair, discernible even at night, looks red and black as if it were blood, illuminated by the lights of the pine lights.

"Captain, why don't you just kill them all? I don't know what I'm talking about, but I don't think you need to keep these rotten scum alive."

"Ma, I am. It's a corner, and I was wondering if it's too late after we talked. You can't listen to me if I kill you, can you?

"You really like the captain. Well, that's why I live like this."

"It's funny to talk to different people, isn't it? Look, don't you feel like your world expands every time you talk to people?

"I don't do much."

"Oh well."

conversation as if you are already certain of the victory. The squad leader observes the opponent. I thought you were a soldier in the Coimbra Army, but your outfit is very different. Either that or we're dressed like the same bandits we are. Unification of equipment has not taken place. This is the only woman wearing coin bra armor. Vigilantes or mercenary scumbags hired by villagers? As far as the surroundings are concerned, there are 100 enemy soldiers in the village, and there are more than 300 that surround the village. It's not a very escaping enclosure.

I don't know if there's room for negotiation, but for now, the platoon leader decided it was best to see how it went. Signal my men by hand not to pull out their swords and speak to the woman on the roof.

"Hey, let's discuss this first. We're a bunch of bandits that have a lot of territory around here. Could it have been prey on you?

"I'm here to catch dob rats fishing for people's homes. You're our prey. Look, we're the Coimbra Army. Oh, Barbus and the others are my direct guests, not proper regular soldiers."

A woman threatens me by ringing a bow string. The face is turning into something ferocious. You should have smiled briskly until earlier.

"... then why don't you just miss me because I'll do my share? Coimbra's not paying you well anyway, is it?

"I think if I catch you guys, I'll get a reward. So I don't know if I need anything else. I mean, it's not your money, it belongs to the villagers."

'Isn't it?' After telling her, the woman raises her left hand. At the same time, an enemy soldier surrounding him will ambush and tie up his men. That was no exception to me. Worst case scenario, but we still haven't found out that we belong to the Baha 'i army. Still, it's tied up as it is. I don't have any other means to manage to see the gaps and escape.

(What do we do? What's the best we can do?

While I was thinking, a woman jumped refreshingly from the roof and came to me.

"I'm Coimbra Hundred, Noel Vossheit. We're about to begin your interrogation. - Barbus!

"- Ha. Hey, get those idiots over here!

"Fuck, get out of the way!!

One of his men lifted the restraint forcefully and began to call with all his might in a direction where the lights of the pine lights were thin. Poke that gap and the other two follow it.

"What are you doing, you idiot! Hey, come on, chase him!

"Haha, that's a mess"

"It's not like I'm talking about swallowing!

"Yeah, if you get away with it like that, it's a hassle"

The woman named Noel sets up a bow, shows no haste or agitation, and releases an arrow in a flowing motion. The unleashed arrow pierced the throat of his men leading. The shooted soldier is crushed a few steps away. I couldn't get in my hair for a while, and I shot the other two men without difficulty.

"Shh, that's amazing. Did the captain also use the bow? I felt like a skilled archer."

"I don't really like it. Because you can't fight when the strings are cut or the arrows are gone. Hmm, I figured I'd rather have a spear or an iron hammer. You can use it as many times as you want, it's sturdy, and if you poke a steeple, you can kill it with a single blow."

That said, Noel takes out the hammer he put on his hips. Two black spears on the back. What the hell is this guy, the platoon captain is driven by fear. Before, after, and as if it was nothing.

"Hey, what the fuck, man?"

"What, you said Noel. So, you guys are from the Bahar Army, right? I was hoping you'd tell me where you carried the supplies you've taken."

"Hey, say what. No, we're just..."

"Oh, if you shut up or lie, you're going to punish me one by one. Barbus, I just got an iron nail from the village. And keep a monkey in that person's mouth. Shut up in the middle of the night, you'll annoy people in this village. You can't sleep."

"... really motivated?

"You can stay over there. Because I'll do it right."

"Yes, no, that's not why"

"Oh well. Keep your body in check."

When I say that and give in, I suddenly punch an iron nail into my subordinate's right foot, which was being held next door. Three in a row. Poor man changes shape and turns himself around. Screams are contained by monkeys, but the severe pain is more than enough to detect.

"Oh, my God!

"Because if that person dies, I'm going to the next one. Get your mind ready."

"Stop being stupid!

"Next, left foot. Then both knees, hands and arms. Oh, let's hit a cup on the shoulder at last. At the end of the day, I'll do it to your head, so if you want to talk, you better hurry."

That said, I punch a rusty iron nail in my left foot. Poor men are desperate, but the restraints cannot be severely lifted. My eyes are congested, my body cramps, and my sweat is pouring out sloppily. Without the monkeys, there would have been a terrible scream. In that way, you must die along the way.

"Look, just come on! It's your turn next. Just like the captain said, be ready!

"No, please don't!

The next sacrifice is brought next door. My men, who have been shown a tragedy in front of me, don't like it, they're crying out that they don't want to die. It's completely different from risking your life in a normal battle. There will be no such thing as a human being who can be followed to the execution bench and remain calm. Now, my teeth are trembling.

"If you want me to stop, I wish I could tell you sooner. If I tell you the truth, I'll let you go right away, except for you, the captain. This is a promise. So, where did you carry the supplies you've taken so far?

"Ugh, and..."

Trying to answer you don't know, Noel distorts your mouth. He's banging the hammer in his hand with pleasure. If you say you don't know, the nail will strike in again. Then will we talk about it? I just told you where to store it. You won't be able to do anything about it. If my men's lives help with that, it could be cheap.

"Captain, this guy is seriously going to punch a nail in our head!

"... okay. speaks. I'll tell you everything I know! There's a map in my pocket. I'll tell you where to store it, so give me a break!

"Which one?"

A gray-headed man, known as Barbus, gets his hands on his nose and retrieves the map. Write a place on it with your trembling hands. Naturally it is not an act to be forgiven. But I can't stop trying not to make any more sacrifices. The onus is on me to take it.

Barbus nodded and walked away as he showed Noel the map. Noel looks back and speaks to the person in the hood.

"Ligret, I'll take care of the rest. 'Cause I'm gonna go on a little trip."

"... where are you going? I don't think so, but I thought I'd go get my supplies and stuff."

"Yeah, first crush these people's wastage squads and crush the nearby garrison. After that, I'm going to get my own supplies from the vault."

"Hey, what a fool! Our mission will not be to reclaim supplies!

"Haha, here we go, here we go"

With that said, Noel is approaching us.

"Well, that sounds like a lot of room."

"Hey, what?

"Because I'm taking a relaxing break in that place. I've been watching you ever since you went into the woods. Didn't you notice?

Coming in front of me, Noel pinches my cheeks with both hands. He has a gentle grin, but his hands are smudged with blood. The lukewarm feeling burns my brain. It disturbs my thoughts.

"No, all the time, you say?

"Yes, I saw you sleeping comfortably. I could kill you anytime, but I was wondering if it would be better if you stopped by. If you make too much noise, the wagon squad will get away with it. You always carry the supplies you took in the carriage, don't you? There were traces of new wheels near the woods. I checked it out."

"Oh, no, that's stupid"

My body trembles. A monster in front of me was peering this way out of the dark. Stick a blade to your neck.

As the platoon captain is drawing his face to fear, Noel gives the order.

"Shall we take this commander-like person to Taisho? Maybe it won't prove it. Ligret, this man sends his regards."

"- Okay. But I'll report everything you're trying to do. This is clearly arbitrary."

Riglet saluting while tongue-in-cheek.

"Captain, we're ready to go. Oh, let's fuck this shit up. Anytime you order me to bust a woman. All my men will be happy to participate. Let's do it now, shall we? I'll clean it up with honor's death."

Salute Noel as Barbus exposes his hostility to Ligret. Ligrette tongues again and deliberately suppresses her mouth.

"Hey, gray-headed floater, please don't breathe in the stink? Because my brain is going to rot because of the smell of it."

"You're so shady as to die. I'm done with the motherfucker telling me. Without strength, he wouldn't work his head off, just like wasting rice. Without you, the fucking high taxes would be a little cheaper. Yes, do yourself harm now. You don't have to look at each other's faces, and you don't have to do anything good."

"At the minute of the loser beaten by the captain. Watch your back."

"I'm not so busy getting stabbed by a motherfucker like you. The captain is ten thousand times stronger than you are."

"Looks like a great burglar. Dig barbaric monkeys in the mountains and even scrapstones. I wonder what the bait would be like."

"Don't make fun of our work, bitch! You've been luxurious with all the money we've dug!

"Hung, it's because you only have the brain to dig like an idiot, right? Savage monkeys just have to listen to us noblemen."

"Oh, my God, I'm gonna kill you!

Ligret and Barbus extend swordswallowing exchanges. Noel looked interesting for a while and then forced him to interrupt with the end of yes yes.

"Hey, I hope we seem close, but we're very busy right now. I have to do it by morning, cousin."

"Hey, are you close? Captain Noel, aren't your eyes rotten? You just think it's definitely rotten to subordinate these bandits in the first place. I think you should wash your eyes with those dirty glasses in mind. It will be too late."

Rigrette cursing sooner than later. Push that body away, and Barbus throws it away.

"Hey Captain, let's dismiss this fucking woman. Then I'll smash you right in. You can't do anything by yourself. You discriminate against us by habit! Don't be patient."

"Hey, I'm telling you I don't have time. Could you possibly not hear me? If so, shall I make sure you can hear me?

When the grin disappears from Noel's expression and becomes true, Barbus and Ligret strain their faces to correct their spines. Noel's hand holds an iron hammer and an iron nail.

"Barbus, 100 men ahead and crush the bandit's wastage squad. Because I will take the rest and crush the garrison. Then we'll rendezvous and go to the vault."

"Well, isn't that a little too much of a mess? Bold or something."

"They're absolutely alarmed. Right now, I'm sure it'll work. Instead, I guess now is the only time."

"If the captain says so, there's no choice. There's a chance there's nothing in that place, right? You're ready to die and you're lying."

"If it's not in anything, I'll pay you back tightly. So, either way. If you can't, take a walk."

Noel is laughing. If I had taught you lies, what would you have been caught in the eye? It's horrible to imagine.

"And even though it's a promise, isn't it a good idea to let these guys get away? I'll let my people know as soon as I release them."

Barbus kicks his men hard in the back.

"Promise is a promise, and I need to let you go properly. I don't know what happened after that."

The platoon captain is unwittingly exasperated by Noel's containing words. He promised to help his men, so he obeyed them. Otherwise, there's no reason to divulge confidentiality.

"Hey, what do you mean you don't know after that!? When my men let me go, I certainly would have promised!!

"Yeah, we'll miss it, as promised. I forgive you. But what about the people in the village who were about to be attacked? What you've been doing has been a rumor. Some of you may resent it."

"Don't be ridiculous! Promise me your men will be safe!

"Haha, I can't take care of you that far. Well, I'm busy."

Good luck, Noel tells her off, and she starts walking like she's lost interest.

And instead, the villagers who were murderous show up. Grab farm tools such as bamboo, sickle, and bamboo in your hand. There will be no mercy for the people who set fire to it and tried to take the food.

Ligret groans cold as he comes over and takes the platoon captain. My men, who remain tied, are hunted down by the villagers.

"You think I'm allowed to do this!? If you were a samurai, you'd have some pity! Please, only my men can help me!

"As promised, I let you go without killing me. Though I don't think there's anything wrong with it. - And."

Noel looked back, showing her white teeth and laughing happily.

"This world is full of irrationality, isn't it? You know, that's why I don't have a choice. If you don't think so, something that's not very, but you can't live."

After returning to the state capital and finishing his report to his father, Ligret opens his notebook after a breath in his room. My father, Wilm, had the look on his face as if it were incredible, but I just find myself ridiculous in reporting it.

After that, Noel led the termite party guys to raid a wastage squad waiting on the Bahr State border. After seizing this, they attack and crush the garrison, the stronghold of the patrolling soldiers. In addition, he reached into the reservoir of the Baha 'i army and showed his godly work of succeeding in reclaiming supplies.

Rigglett, who heard that, naturally hung suspiciously, had to believe that the carriage was shown supplies packed full. The supplies were still sufficient to distribute to the villages that had been damaged.

"Really, you're such a monster. It's like a ghost in a fairy tale."

Taishou Grohl was in such a good mood that he let go of Noel and awarded the Coimbra Cross Medal. At dawn when you succeed in your next mission, give the Senior Hundred Chiefs a chance to emerge. He was quite pleased to be able to return the interest he had been left to do since the recent revolt.

This work also allowed the termite party, which was treated like a condition, to officially join the Coimbra army. However, only Barbus will be a direct guest of Noel, and the 500 or so former miners will be part of the Coimbra Army. It's obvious because there's no way we can feed everyone with a hundred head salaries. Placement naturally becomes a Noel squad.

Ligrette looks up at the ceiling with a tired look after sighing and putting her notebook away.

"That awesome force, calm judgment, and leadership that suddenly let the termite party take control. You mean that country girl, who combines everything, has exactly the qualities of a hero"

It's derogatory, but I don't think Ligret can imitate it at all. What beats Noel is the blood muscle that the precision is Wilm's daughter, about a family member? All other abilities are inferior. I have to admit.

Noel, who has gained Taishou's confidence, will undoubtedly show up at the head of the army from now on. And I have to be shown different things as a deputy. I want Noel under surveillance because it's my father's orders. You can't go against it.

Though it will also be a short time before Noel can be a hero. My father, Wilm, is keeping an eye out for Grohl. The approaching Lord Bahar Amir in hostilities is proof of that left. Sooner or later you will use your position as General Coimbra to take some action. That's when Grohl's last, when the curtain of heroic tales descends. I have no affection for Wilm or anything, but I have no doubt that he is a brilliant conspirator. Don't miss the timing and timing.

Ligret is not even going to snitch on Grohl. I'm not even interested in what happens up there. No longer, everything was better than it cared.

"... ridiculous. This is really stupid."

Ligret took the dagger out of his nose and put a blade on his neck muscle. I've thought about dying before. But I've never been made to feel as small and talentless as I am today. There's no way I can live any longer. Even if Wilm takes real power of the coin bra. My father and brother keep making fun of me, and from all around me they keep seeing me as the wonder daughter of Wilm. I believed that one day I could establish something called myself, but that was just a dream story. Fools will always be fools. That savage gray-haired man, Barbus, is right in everything he says. Then I thought it would be better if he died.

"No one will be sad if I die, though. Oh, it's really stupid."

Unlike usual today, I felt like I could move this to execution. Fatigue outweighs fear. I thought this was really ironic because of Noel.

Wilm and Royer must have the look of being clean. He's a real hater when he says he's a flesh parent. Ligret tried to slide the blade all at once after the last massive tongue pounding.

"Hey, that's the Coimbra-style way of self-determination. Looks like a glass of blood is gonna erupt. Must be hard to clean."

"- Huh!! No, Captain Noel, why are you here?

"Because if I knock, I don't hear back. I interrupted on my own because the key was open. I'm sorry?"

Noel, who poked at the gap, rushed over here with a quick leg.

The hand holding Ligret's knife is held down by Noel. I can't move it at all with great force. Noel said no and threw it at the wall, especially when he took the knife forcefully without seeing it move. A short knife pierces the wall deeply.

"You know, I learned how to stick a blade under my throat. He said that he would definitely die. But that looks painful."

Noel rubbing his throat with one eye closed. Ligret was temporarily distracted, but his anger boils down.

"... What the hell is Noel, the new hero of Coimbra, doing here? Is this the only stupid-ass woman you've come to laugh at?

"Um, Cynthia said I should be concerned because you've been acting strange lately. So, I tried to stop it for now."

"Then leave now. I will live or die on my own. It has nothing to do with you. Just to be clear, your presence is deeply blind."

Ligrette takes the trick of tongue-beating and driving away. Although the rank is of the same rank, it is not a good attitude towards its own captain. Maybe he'll be smashed with an iron hammer on his hips. That would be good, Ligret deliberately behaved disrespectfully.

"Ma, I am. Look, it's a waste of time to die on such a sunny day."

Noel opens the curtain and incorporates sunlight through the window. Sure, it was sunny enough to be angry.

"It won't matter what the weather is like to die! This is ridiculous!"

"It has a lot to do with it. I don't want to die on a sunny day. I'm busy in the sun. I would never like to die on a sunny day."

Noel laughs at the brain weather. Such an idiotic country girl set up martial arts the other day. It is already the second time, if not the second, that some procedures have been put in place to capture the rebel leader. Not at all like a hero.

"Then die on a rainy day"

"I can't do that either. I absolutely don't like dying on a rainy day like shit. I don't like being hit by rain and dying, even when I die. I don't like cloudy days. I'm halfway there."

"No sunshine, no rain, no cloudy. Then you will never die."

Noel nods deeply as Ligrette shows off in a fright.

"That's right. I'm not going to die until I'm happy. We have to keep our promises."

"- Happiness, is it? Hung, you often say you want to be happy, but you don't know how to be happy, do you? Are you an idiot?

"Yeah, that's why I'm looking"

"Don't even know what makes you happy, looking for happiness is a disjunction. Are you really out of your mind?

Ligrette shouts a curse, but Noel laughs lightly after slightly slapping her neck.

"Haha, I think so."

"Maybe not, it is. You're out of your mind."

"But they made me," so I had no choice. And the world is irrational and full of it. "

Noel squeaks with pleasure, squeaking and rounding Ligrette's hair with both hands.

"Hey, what are you doing!?

"When you're saying bad things about people and when you're pounding your tongue. Ligrette is incredibly lively and her eyes are glowing darkly, aren't they? The evil sexual roots are good for conspirators. You look just like your father."

"Are you fooling me around?

"Yeah, I'm complimenting you."

Ligret groans and gets up, wondering if so. I tried to pick up a pierced short knife, but I thought for a while before sitting back down again.

"Um, have you stopped dying yet?

"Because I ran out of energy when I was talking to a fool. Death is postponed for the time being."

"It is. Well, then, how can we be happy together? Cynthia will look for me, too, but the three of us would be sooner -"

"I forbid it"

I throw up just one word and reject it. Noel keeps his mouth open and solidified. A few seconds later, he shrugged and unfortunately dropped his shoulder.

Ligrette continued her words in a frustrating manner after curling her own dark hair with her fingers.

"Well, if you're going to make me happy, there's nothing I can do to help you."

After a beat, I suppress my mouth without thinking what I'm running. But already late, Noel smiled with great pleasure.

"Yeah, I promise! Then we'll be happy together."

Feeling as if he was a verbal complaint of a disturbed man, Ligrette shrugged to her desk.

(I don't know how this happened, it's like I don't know what it means. If I was about to die, I'd be caught up in a stupid pace at some point. I don't know why)

Lifting his face slightly, Noel is stretching heavily in sunlight in the sun direction. Originally red hair starts to glow in the sun. White skin is reddish and falls into the illusion that something like white light is seeping out of your whole body. Ligrette seriously thought for a moment that this guy wasn't really human, he might be like a demon whose grass flowers had turned into.

"Uh, it's going to be a good day, too. Oh, I might have felt a little happy right now."

"I'm already the worst day of my life. I was ready to finally get easier. Because it's ruined because of some idiot."

"That was a shame. Then I'll give you something good to have fun with."

After slapping him lightly, Noel threw a trumpet over here that he put on his hips. That's an army trumpet telling the troops to give orders.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with this?

"My precious treasure. But I'll give it to you. He's my precious deputy."

"It's a corner, but I don't want it, so I'll give it back"

Give him the trumpet, but Noel doesn't try to shake his neck to the side to receive it.

"I won't take what I gave you again. That's what it is."

"I have no idea what that means. Your actions are really too unreasonable."

"Really?

"Yes."

Ligrette had no choice but to sigh and then decide to hang her trumpet on her hips. Even if you are more foolish than this, you can make a difference to the military. If you just have to hold it adultly, that would be fine. That's what I decided.

The determination that I was going to die had been completely anointed with rage and anger at Noel, and ridicule.