- A refreshing early summer breeze rocks and runs through the grass flowers at your feet.
Surrounded by rough seas that are difficult to break through the north and south and west, on the eastern side of the continent and the continuity, stands a rugged mountain range that snowblows all year round - yet the kingdom of Elland, surrounded by them, is blessed with a strange and mild climate and is nurtured by the four seasons surrounding it.
The vast land, including the southeast edge of the kingdom and the forest zone that stretches at the foot of the Goddess Mountains, has long been known as the 'Crestor Zone' and was promised every day unharmed by a clan of lords ruly over the land.
The family name of the Lords' clan is taken exactly from the name of the land, "Crester." The title is uncle. Three hundred years have passed graciously since he was epistled, he is part of a fine ancient nobleman.
The Crestor Zone is the oldest, so to speak, home of the Count family of a few Crestor Counts. Normally, at the home of the splendid ancient Ginseng aristocrats, a wonderful castle filled with the history of the clan is built (apart from not living there), but even if you look around the Crestor Zone from end to end, you don't see one such thing.
The clan inhabits from generation to generation is a museum to such an extent that it can barely be called a mansion, built to be buried in a forest that extends at the foot of the mountains. Around there is a forest area that retains its ancient appearance with few people's hands in it, sometimes the front, which can be considered the face of the mansion, and occasionally a garden party...... only the back, which may be, the garden is sorely maintained. There are few people around them, and the trees are a sparsely standing plain, and only its spaciousness seems to claim "the land of your lord".
It's just that the people of the Crestor Zone didn't reluctantly build houses around them, apart from the Lords clan. - Before that, with a hugely simple problem.
"That's so nervous..."
"Oh... I won't let you both be as slight as I was earlier"
Spread a large cloth in the shade in the middle of a meadow that extends around the mansion, lining it with a basket of sweets and a pot of tea, a teacup for the number of people, a meadow that is completely picnic if you look just there.
However, the pressing air of two men facing each other with their weapons far enough away from that shade was telling the story that this could not be just a picnic.
- Yes, the plains that stretch around the Crestor mansion have been a training ground for those who serve the Crestor family for quite some time. If it's just a sword practice. Still, many of them often use throwing weapons, so if you build a house or something near a training ground, you don't know when the windows will break and the weapons will fly. Inevitably, the inhabitants will begin to live away from the mansion. The result is a meadow area around a large mansion.
Of the two men who are now facing each other with their weapons, the younger ones are only around twenty years old and so on. He is dressed in an easy-to-move black outfit and has a short-knife with one hand. The other age is hard to tell, if it's just his face and body, he looks like him in his late twenties and thirties, but the profound presence that emanates from his whole body tells the story of the years he has walked in that he has never been short. Short knife in black, just like the young man facing him, rarely found in the Kingdom of Elland, with dark hair and dark eyes.
Time should have elapsed since the two of them faced each other to the point where the tea leaves gently steam well, but neither moves a finger until we get here.
It is still young men and women who sit side by side in the middle of a cloth spread out in the shade in a position where they can be watched like that, sipping and asking how the two are doing. The man's name is Juke - the official name is Juke de Rail Elgrand. The name of the daughter sitting beside her is Shayla Carrerdo. His Majesty the Young King of the Kingdom of Elland and a very few known human beings, but a pet princess beheld by His Majesty the King.
Brothers and sisters sitting together in a rug laugh bitterly as the noblest couple in the country watches the sight in front of them as they breathe and eat in.
"I'm... tough, aren't I, brother?"
"I can't do that either... I don't see any gaps in the attack. That's right, or scared."
"From what I've seen, it just seems like you're laying your sword unconstructively..."
"I'm scared because it's unmade. Nature means we can deal with it from anywhere. The lions aren't under pressure at all, they don't make gaps... but if they're still going to attack, they're going to be the lions."
"In any case, it is not something that is rarely seen in such a serious battle between such strong men. I have to thank Master Sola and Kai."
Calmly discussing the battle in front of us is Edward Crester, the son of the Earl of Crester family, and his sister Deanna Crester, the clan of lords who govern this Crester zone. Even though he was born into a noble status of descendant of an ancient nobleman, his brother was a superman of combat with the utmost martial arts, and his sister was very good at finding the potency of animals and plants by running through the wild mountain forest, "Nobleman, what is that, Oishino?" can be brothers and sisters going on the ground.... Well in the case of the Crestor family, I don't see very aristocratic people, either the two parent or grandparent generations, going back above that.
An unofficial royal couple, who were listening to such an unaristocratic exchange of brothers and sisters, tilt their necks to nanomes in alignment.
"Is this battle that amazing?
"Is not the battle of the mighty a fierce sword trident played out? Most of your matches will be sword triumphs between your team leaders."
If you're an amateur in battle, maybe this question is more natural. I answered my friends' questions by shaking my neck to the side if asked.
"When it comes to serious battles between powerful people, there are rarely sword trident fights."
"Your game is a kind of performance. We fight each other with a degree of awareness of a" good fight ". Right, Al?
"That's right. What would it be like to take a bee's life in a match to appeal to a knight's sword arm? The match before you is only to show the masses the arms of the knights at the top of the kingdom and show the world that the king's reign is also a stone in terms of 'Wu'. What we need is clarity, and it's not like a serious battle."
"Hmm, is that what it is? So if you take a serious battle without a performance, you'll see a different fight again."
The words of Alford Swan, head of the Kings Kingsguard Knights, one of the parties to the match before you and plain winner of the year, are convincing. Always refrain from being near the king's side, the King's Kingsguard Knights, who become the king's sword and shield, both public and private - who should be the king's first subordinate in both fame, but his tone is so light in front of the king.
Naturally, too, now is not a public place, but a complete king's private place. And Alford, like Edward, is a dearer friend to the king than he is a minister.
Deanna also smiled at the conversation between the three friendly men.
"I said the performance orientation was strong, and still, the game before this year was quite exciting.... I didn't think you'd be the wingman to watch in such a privileged seat."
"But that's how Dee watched your game and told the Back Palace how it was, so we could all celebrate Captain Gracie's incredible performance."
"Except for some of it. That was a big buzz, sure."
"I'm also surprised that Captain Gracie has so many hidden fans over there."
"I'm not too surprised there. Chris sister-in-law, who is at work in the rear palace, is something that is really riddled and lovely in the long run"
"Dee really admires Captain Gracie. So you were lucky to see your game in the first seat?
"That might be true. Every time my sister-in-law played, I had a hard time fixing the face of Red Rose."
Once a year, early in the spring, a match in front of the King in his presence is one of the most important events in which knighthood from all over the country takes part. Preliminary qualifications of course will be held and participants shredded, but the main battle will nevertheless last for three days. Next to the King this year, sideroom head 'Red Rose' sat down as deputy to the Lady of Justice, now still absent, and watched the game amicably alongside the King, plus among the top eight, eaten in by Knights of the Second Palace Knights, Krister Gracie, which became more than usual topic.
The person in question, Kristel - commonly known as Chris - smiles bitterly at his sister-in-law's conversation with his best friend.
"Well, if you were happy with Deanna or the side room at the rear palace, I guess that was all noticeably worth it. But let's face it..." Even if it's a good thing it's a different game from a serious one, I'm honestly surprised by the bluntness of the Royal Army's arms. It's all about glancing at the shape of a sword and making it look flashy, and I don't even see the person in front of me as Matomo. Then you'll be cut off with little movement in the actual battle. "
"Don't tell him that, Chris. In modern times, when the battle itself has become" history ", the role of the military is to keep the city more secure than to fight. Unless you want to fight the backpackers, you don't need a sword to kill a common broken door. According to the case, you can capture the opponent by frightening him with only a blackmailing sword dance."
"Ed is being objective... I wonder if the army can only use the swordsman's sword to guard the castle, even if it's a hundred steps away."
"That's the circumstance that makes a castle a stage for battle, except for rebellion. You don't. In conclusion, the" sword to kill "that survives in this modern era is a very small part of it - it becomes a special skill that only people who exchange their lives in the shadow of the world, like their backpackers, have met.
The conversation between Edward and Chris, who is inside but engaged, is really tempting. Edward is also a master who taught Chris a practical sword, so this kind of conversation is probably also between the two of us everyday.
Edward, who was laughing bitterly, but turned his gaze back from Chris to the fight in front of him at a time when the conversation broke. As you can follow him, the faces on the spot again focus on the two men facing each other with their weapons in front of them.
Silence fell, three beats later...
The moment the low strong wind blew, the younger one - the body of a man with the 'lion' street name scratched out in the back society. The eyes of Edward, Alford and Chris, familiar with the battle, would have captured his movements, but the martial arts arm is still only fairly specific to self-defense, in Deanna, one can only tell the rough story. Momentum kicks the ground and instantly approaches the target, twisting his body right in front of him and turning behind him, aiming at the other's neck for a knife...!
Ki, Ki!
A unique, high sound sounds when metal hits each other hard. Looking at the two people who stopped moving at close range, the weapon 'Lion' had in his hand… not only what he had erected, but also another throw he seemed to have hidden was bounced far away, and a sharp cut of his opponent's short knife, which sank deep into his throat, was poked at him.
A man watching the two fights, vanishing signs at the opposite pole of the tourists, raises one arm high.
"That's it! This battle is the victory of Lord Sola!
"- Thank you."
Those who lost - Kai, a young man with the street name of "The Little Lion," corrected his posture and thanked him. The black-haired, black-eyed man, who responded with gratitude as well, mists and softly laughs at the sharp air as if he were to cleave off all those who touch him, as he had just done.
"I wasn't aiming bad. but sweet."
"No, I can't do that. Because... it's good you didn't lose any gaps with that bee. It's been a long time since I thought they'd turn it off the moment it moved."
"If you're serious, you'll be punished."
"I don't need that kind of adage execution..."
The man slaps his shoulder so as to comfort Kai, who dropped his shoulder. The expression was full of charity, and it was precisely the father himself who thought of the child. There's no blood connection, but I know very well that for him - "Sola the Black Lion," Kai is an important son.
The man in charge of the referee approached with a bitter smile as the near air flowed, which I didn't think was very immediately after the battle.
"They showed me something really good. Master Edward, of course, would have been a good inspiration to our young people watching around there. For some reason, our next generation doesn't like to fight."
"Really? I got a glimpse of the training the other day, but I don't think anyone was that weak, huh?
"Sure isn't weak though. Our first duty is to protect the Crestors. You can't put it on your side if you're less capable of fighting than a young man."
He, who was a referee - Sirius, the contemporary leader of the covert group 'Darkness' held by the Count Crester family, is just harsh on his men. Most of all in his case, no one complains about his mess like a ghost because it's tougher on him than that.
Sirius with a bitter face, with all the lion parents and sons laughing bitterly.
"... Lord Sirius. Isn't that a little too much to ask young people for high standards?
"There's no such thing as someone stronger than Mr. Edward in our generation. Even I might be able to win with my cowardly hands on parade, but I'm not sure I can win with a bee Tyman."
"Like you, I don't feel like using any kind of hand to go over Master Edward, for our young people."
"Even though the future owner alone is a tough opponent, using even more cowardly hands on top of that is a pretty strong heart owner, I suppose? Why don't you appreciate your loyalty to the Count's family and a sense of common sense rather than having less combat than Mr. Edward?
Chris and Deanna all sighed at the insane content of the conversation that would be pounding in front of them.
"Every time... Ed was born in the wrong place."
"Weren't you just not born into a bee maintenance home like the Landrose family, can you still read the air..."
"I feel helped at the Crestor family, don't I, pretty much? - But there's a nobleman in the world who's so combative that people in the backyard are scared."
"At last your brother's insanity is real when not only Kai, but even Sola, who raised that Kai, tells him to 'seek too high a standard'..."
The insane man apparently chose to join the conversation in front of him after wondering which of the stories would go on simultaneously in front of him and beside him. Stand up from the cloth and walk over to the three men.
"Sirius, did you still care about that? I've told you many times that I don't want the Dark Leader to have the fighting power to go over me. Sirius happens to be stronger than me, but nothing. Not all the leaders of history were combat specialists. Well, Chris and the rest of us will be born soon. I want enough fighting power to protect our kids, but to that extent, we all already have them."
"Mr. Edward is more protective than overwhelmingly protected from me."
"At least I can protect myself about myself. - So it's time you started selecting the next chief. The leader of Darkness is the right hand of the Lord for generations, and it's not irrelevant to me."
Indeed, given Edward's age, it is not a good time for the next generation of leaders to decide. Since the timing of the succession of titles in the Kingdom of Elland is essentially left to the discretion of each house, it may be said that the "colour" of the house will in some ways come out best. Many are, after all, inherited to the next generation by contemporary death or serious illness, also in accordance with the royal succession to the throne.
However, as exemplified by the example, the Crestor family, a style that laughs and kicks common sense and customs with its nose, will not let go of its title until its predecessors die. Depending on the circumstances from time to time, the next generation, for the most part, marries his wife and secretly inherits the title around calm. The reason is clear, because it is more efficient for the new Counts to give up their jobs while their predecessors are still healthy and to follow up on the missing parts and uncertainties in the actual Lordship duties.
There is no leak in the example regarding Edward, and the title is to be inherited from him at dawn, when his engagement to Chris is officially came together and she became Edward's wife, both in name and name. In the last five years at the latest, the Count Crester family should receive a replacement. - Indeed, when I had to, my Lord's "right arm" is not dressed in his absence.
Parents and sons of lions who have finished the battle approach the rug, flanking the argument of "The Crestor Family Next Generation VS Contemporary Right Arm," which broke out in front of them. Deanna laughed and stood up, welcoming them both.
"Good day, Master Sola. Good luck, too, Kai. That was a hell of a fight."
"Damn, I didn't fight you ~. Can you tell me it's amazing, isn't it just Dad in this case?
"That's not true." Dear Sola, I can see that you're just too close to your target. "
"Certainly, as the late princess said. For spending some time in a place like the rear palace, my arms seem to be up, above all else."
"... so even if my father said it, it wouldn't be very praiseworthy."
Oh, and a samurai with two glasses on her tray approaches Kai, who sighs and Sora, who smiles and watches him like that. I grew up with Deanna more than I did at a young age, and I'm Rita, a dependable sister.
"Dear Black Lion, Kai, Good luck. Some tea is warm, but Deanna has prepared it for you two after the battle."
"As much as I'm prepared, I'm not doing much. It is a thick fruit water divided by ice. If you don't mind."
"This is... what a thank you. It's all right, princess."
"No, Master Sola. It's like a thank you for letting me see your two archeologies up close. Please, don't hesitate."
"Well, thank you"
"... Dad is really hard on the Crestors. - Thanks, Deanna."
Parents and children who seem to contrast in this way, but the essentials are still very similar, such as the discipline of properly thanking what has been put out and then receiving it, and the care to stand the person in sight insignificantly. I nodded and laughed at the two of them holding the glass, and Deanna waved toward Edward and Sirius, who were still speaking to each other.
"Dear brother, Sirius! That's about it for the unresolved story, and it's time for tea? I'm sorry to keep you and Shayla waiting any longer."
"No, Red Rose. What do you care about us?
"I appreciate the sentiment, but half of it is an excuse. When it comes to that topic, the opinions of your brother and Sirius are parallel. The best way to get things done quickly is to reason with your customers"
"You're used to it, Dee..."
"Eighteen years on Dada, your brother's sister hasn't done it."
Deanna, who even proclaims the king of a country to be a grand "pretext" against him, is quite disrespectful without having to think carefully. but there is not a single person here who starts the king of the day and puts that into it.
That's because Deanna is the top in the present rear palace, the side chamber 'Red Rose' - then, of course not.
"Bad, Juke. I made him wait."
"I don't care. I still have enough time for tea."
"Shall I open the basket, too? I wonder what kind of treat it contains?
"You can count on it. My head chef, he's a super first-rate chef."
"Tea, you make it"
"Thanks, Rita. Sit down when you're ready. It's so big that everyone can still afford to sit here."
"Right. We're sitting in front of the guards, ignoring everything."
"Lord Sola and Kai, if you like, have a seat."
"I appreciate that..."
"Are we supposed to be in the King's seat?
"- Now, do you hear that?
Because everyone here, starting with Deanna and Edward, transcends the hedge of identity, in a kind of unique relationship.
It is unthinkable from when in the rear palace, Deanna, who separates tea confectionery from her hand through her sleeves in a simple dress, is ostensibly the highest place in the present rear palace of the Kingdom of Elland, known as the side chamber 'Red Rose'. In the current royal family in the absence of the righteous queen, she is so prominent in her identity, upbringing, and standing behavior that she is temporarily acting as the righteous queen and has no problems. - Just one thing, "because of all the bad people in history without a leak, it's rumored to be 'cow ear the evil of the kingdom, the emperor of the back society'" Except for the biggest flaw for the royal family, which is a kind of image business, it can be said that her excellence is well out to the extent that there's nothing wrong with being a righteous queen as it is.
Shayla serving baked sweets on a plate, smiling and exchanging words with Deanna like that. She is also a side chamber, beheld by King Juke. However, due to the various circumstances that my parents have, it is faster to count my position in the rear palace from below. Last year, in all the incidents that occurred this year over the head, a few of the side rooms that were close to fifty fell through, but they are still quicker to count from below.
Normally, Miracle doesn't happen that way when the highest and lower side chambers meet and get along, and it would be stranger not to be a love drama if there were to be "a candidate for the righteous queen just for the role" and "a pet princess who receives the love of the king all by herself. - But it's the Crestors and Deanna who lightly trigger that miracle weird thing. The circle gradually spread, eventually involving even the king, and this strange friendship was created.
Everyone on the spot sat on the cloth and took the cup of tea in their hands, when Deanna laughed and raised the cup.
"Ladies and gentlemen, again. - Welcome to Crestor!
What a complete disregard for manipulation, teacups that are not meant to be toasted make a mild noise.
With the cool sun falling in the early summer, it was as if only hope was shining there.
By the way, why are Deanna and Shayla, the side rooms where the rear palace resides, at ease in the Crestor area, far from the king's capital? On the contrary, even the juke, which should barely ever leave the king's capital, is with you?
The beginning of things goes back to the King's Capital in Spring -.