I thought the sky was blue.
It's not like there's fog, it's just a thin cloud dripping white on one side of the perimeter, and the nearby scenery seeps like only the mountains far away can see it clearly.
The far-sighted view over Chunxia is like an illusion, and no matter how much you drive a dragon horse, it seems impossible to reach it.
"You can't go anywhere," he said. "You can't escape the labyrinth."
Looking up at the sky that swept over Chunxia, Leonhardt thought to himself that way. It's because I've been in the labyrinth all this time. It didn't stick around, like looking up at the sky.
Leonhardt had at his disposal a single letter delivered by the Black Iron Transport Corps. It's a private message from his son. The letter addressed to my father by a child who had nothing to hide in particular contained a thank-you for the sword he had given for his birthday celebration, and a desire to come to the Labyrinth City early and defeat the Labyrinth with his father (Leonhardt). Leonhardt thinks of his son, whom he hasn't seen in a long time.
My son, who looked just like him as a child of his own, had not expressed Leonhardt's skill 'Lion Roar'. Because it is more rare, neither Leonhardt's father nor his grandfather had it, and no wonder he didn't have to express it to his son. Since the skills of this hand are easily passed down to the direct line, the Schusenwald Borderline Uncle family after Leonhardt's retirement has been decided to be succeeded by his son. That is to say, we will also inherit the Labyrinth Crusade.
That seems harsh to Leonhardt.
Because I don't think his son was fit for battle before "Lion Roar" or not.
It's never weak. As well as Leonhardt, he has high physical abilities and a magical talent. I am currently leaving the labyrinth city and under the guidance of Leonhardt's father, I am encouraged to study and train, and if things go well like this, I will be able to grow into as much strength as the A-rank. But as far as the reports that arrive regularly, I think his real talent will only be demonstrated in internal affairs. I just think it would have been a shame to be a good lord without a labyrinth or something.
I recognize that it is all synonymous and mission for the Schusenwald Border House to protect the lives of its people, to serve the Empire as a minister of the Emperor, and to destroy the Labyrinth. In particular, Leonhardt was born with the "Lion Roar", and from an early age he was educated specifically to destroy the labyrinth. I have no idea. That's because I've been raised for granted.
Marrying someone I engaged to as a child and leaving blood also felt like part of the mission, work that was imposed on me.
Until I hold my son in his hand.
Soft and powerless body. Even the skull was soft and the fragility of having no neck resting was beyond Leonhardt's comprehension. I felt so weak and scared that I couldn't move my baby's arm slightly. I don't get the word or anything, and I cry right away. I drunk corner milk, but when I let it spit, I throw up. Excrete at an alarming rate for what you have drunk. No, some people throw up when they drink too much alcohol, even when they are large adults, and if they think that they have drunk it, they go to the hospital, so they don't understand.
But it's very warm.
I feel the possibility of having so much energy in my body temperature that I think it's hot, in the heat transmitted through my production.
"Wow," I thought purely so. I thought this was life. That's how I felt the power to live was burning in this little body.
I wanted to leave my newborn child with a better world.
The heat I felt at that time is still at the core of Leonhardt's body.
"With this hand the labyrinth"
Before that grunt, Leonhardt meditated often, almost saying "if it were to come true”. What are you going to do with such weakness?
"Let it come true"
Leonhardt squealing and holding his fist like that.
The sky of Chunxia is white everywhere and I can't see ahead.
All you can see clearly is a close view that you can walk away from.
But I can't stop.
Leonhardt authorised the operation Weishardt had drawn up to sign the convocation warrant.
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"Breaking the limit, Thunder Emperor, you did well. Thank you for your help."
Leonhardt conveys his profound apologies, shaking hands firmly with Hermela, the Hargey of the Adventurer Guildmaster, the "Thunder Emperor" Elsie, the merchant Guild Herb Division Manager, who appeared in response to the call of the Labyrinth Crusader Army.
The Labyrinth Crusaders' conference room brings together three collaborators with Dick who had arrived earlier. In the end, we couldn't find a solution, except for the fact that it was the most powerful force in a labyrinth city above A-rank.
Leonhardt's "Lion Roar" to increase the team's battle power has activation conditions and can't strengthen his abilities to any rank higher than his own. Leonhardt is registered as an S-rank, but he has a "Lion Roar", which is an A-rank for his personal strength.
This time the target is Red Dragon, guardian of the walking volcano. Leonhardt and eight A-Rankers will fight in their own battle force without a scab up in an unfavourable field called Flying Demons and Lava Land, which will probably be at the top of the S-Rank.
Neerenberg and other healing units are holding off in the safety zone near the hierarchical staircase, and we have a variety of advanced potions, but it is likely that Neerenberg will be able to evacuate the Red Dragon attack for rescue.
The odds are low and the chances of a dead person coming out are higher. Still, they got me together.
"For times like this, I've been raising them so that they can turn the guild around alone, right?
"I want to be a city where my family can live in peace."
Hargey and Elmera responding that way. Dick nods silently.
"Now let's talk about the Red Dragon and the hierarchy and the operation."
Weishardt widened the dossier and an operational meeting began.
The battle against the Red Dragon is the day after tomorrow.
I guess the A-Rankers gathered here will spend the day tomorrow the same as usual. Early in the morning of the showdown day, the family should be able to go out to work in the labyrinth as usual.
I wasn't ordered not to speak out.
It's a city with a labyrinth that makes battle a business.
Even in case something happens, it's part of my life in a labyrinth city.
So tomorrow I'll take care of my routine a little more than usual and prepare for the showdown.
The Alliance executives are grown up enough. I think Hargey's graduating.
If something happens to me......, I laugh when I think of an angry wifey.
Hermella thinks of her husband and children.
Though I have always wanted to be with you, I am determined in the face of Thunder Emperor that it is my job to prepare a free future beyond that.
Glad to be able to free Amber, Dick thinks.
She's the one who's been delivered to the employees at "Wood Leak Day" at some point. I'm sure one can do it. I watched so much chest armor, all I can think of at a time like this is her smile.
The three returned to an important routine that could be their last day, with each thought in their hearts.
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(I can't sleep)
The Black Iron Transport Corps headed to Teito arrived in the Labyrinth City one evening.
Jiya's job, which was put into the transport group, was yesterday to get a holiday and fall asleep with only minimal Raptor cabin cleaning. I skipped work today and fell asleep all the time, so even after scratching a hungry dinner, I didn't come sleepy.
I had a lot of salt for dinner today, and it was delicious when I ate it, but later I was thirsty. Jiya crawls out of her bunk trying to drink even water.
In the large room of the stronghold, a member of the Black Iron Transport Corps was gathered and heard a leak.
"I'd like to, if Sieg becomes A-rank, you'll be the guarantor of the liberation of slaves, right?
"Sieg? Oh, that's him. I don't mind, but is it A-rank? He was dying."
I didn't even ask for it, but I said Hargey would be the guarantor, and I'm confused that I can be put in Team Hargey, or if I meet the A-rank criteria, I'll celebrate, so I bring him in, and all the chatter that's being exchanged at the base isn't worth a lot.
But for Ziya.
(Slave liberation? Sieg? Death?
To the rumors he picks up and hears, Ziya's thoughts, which were boring, accelerate.
(What are you talking about? Sieg? I know. It's him. He's the one with Kozo and his little girl. He's got a good emotion, Dray? Sinikake?)
Words I heard groping rush through Ziya's head. That's when I remembered.
--You, Siegmund! Obey from your soul!
Give me the ritual of servitude I saw in Raptor's care in the back yard of Raymond's slave trade house.
(Ah! Ah! Ah! A! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
It's him, it's him. It was him. I thought you were dead. No, he's the one who's supposed to die. That's what I'm buying, Raymond's husband! For show! That's why he's alive. The healing magic doesn't work either. I'm weakened. I'm not dying! Why, what... ahhhhh! You're here! Alchemist, in this city too! That's him! I bought dying, that little girl!!!
Ziya is not a smart man. I am not the owner of logical thinking that considers things exhaustively. If you're a smart person, you won't, such as putting together piecemeal information to conclude.
But Ziya was foolish, short-circuited, and that's why she came to the conclusion with a rationale that could be called a violent argument.
Mariella said she was an alchemist.
And it was true, even without trying.
(At that time, if that little girl had chosen me instead of the dying bastard, all the bastard emotions and frontiers would have been my mon...)
Jealous, resentful, envious.
Ziya's resentment is endless and pushes her own culprits of bad luck against others who are jealous and resentful.
(He..., because that little girl didn't choose me, I...!!!
The spring sky continues with cloudy weather. From the sky, where the clouds could stand heavy and heavy, the smell of rain began.