The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

Towards me, rebel swords and spears protrude from between countless stone walls and great shields. As a matter of course at the cutting edge, attack magic.

It's just a big deal for a tutor.

The metal sound of a large shield or armor bumping into each other as you clap your shoulders and smile at the tip of your wand. Apparently, he's on guard. If you're a little hesitant, fine. Time is on our side.

Even from the nearby Kingsguard knights, for some reason, the gaze of awe. It's a false threat, isn't it?

- Richard came back with a tired look as he checked the information from the little bird he was releasing. Behind, one young Kingsguard knight with his mouth tied to a single letter continues. A little above me. I guess I'll be twenty years old.

Um, sure this guy is.

"Allen, is it my sister who suddenly threatens you? I don't think you need to look like that, do you?

"No way. If it was him, he'd already burn it all and say to me, 'Tea! It's when I say,"

"Come on, sure.... I'm sorry, but our young man wants to talk to you. Oh, this guy."

"Master Ryan, right? of the Baron Boll family, listed in the Linster family."

"! What's my name..."

"In the previous case, he was serving as a preacher."

…………

"So what do you want to talk to me about?

"Ha! Dear Allen, I'd like to ask you a favor! Please, we would like you to join us!!

"Richard?"

"I'm not asking. I wish I could convince you. [M] Where's Beltran?

Spare position, please.

Copy that. I'll take care of it.

Saying so, Richard said to the nearby knights, "You guys, don't stop because you care about our sister. This is going to be a fun party. I want you to make it as easy as you can. [M] Like Allen". Sooner or later, the laughter curls. Not at all.

Ask the young knight, who sees the sight with an incredible face.

"Master Ryan."

"Ryan, and"

"Then sweeten to your words. - Are you scared, Ryan?

"! Yes, what! I've been ready since I wore this glorious Kingsguard white armor! More than a knight, for the kingdom and the royal family, there is no honor in dedicating this self."

"Yes, disqualified"

"!? Well, what do you mean"

"Look."

Gently, put your left hand forward.

- I'm shaking fine.

"Dear Allen?

"We're all scared. Richard, Master Beltran, and me. This battlefield is indisputably dead. If you take on the lord -... first, you will die. There's no 'sword princess' here, is there? Soon, no miracles will happen."

"Ha! Ha, ha."

"Unfortunately, this is all in order of precedence. And the seats are full - please, be a knight with the will to laugh it off and survive, even as you feel fear before death."

"Grr!

"It's okay. Even if it's not your lord, it doesn't make a difference that it's difficult.... This is a secret, Her Royal Highness Princess Cheryl Wainwright is one of my few friends. Because she's weak with that. Protect him."

"…………… Roger, we have. Ryan Boll, I risked my life."

"It is strictly forbidden to risk your life. Live. Live, live, survive - some time."

Magic reactions are increased over the front. Apparently, it starts.

The Kingsguard knights rush out and follow each other to the placement.

Encourage young knights who are eating and tying their teeth and enduring passion.

"Go, please. Oh, yeah. If... to" The Sword Princess, "if you get a chance to meet Lydia Linster, will you tell her?

"Ha!"

Mouth the message.

And the knight opened his eyes, and poured out the tears of the great grain, and rushed to wipe them. After that, the young knights go on.

Richard's approaching.

"The boulder is Allen. Why don't you do the Kingsguard's deputy instead of me after this fight?

"Just kidding. It's your job to take care of Owen. I raise Lydia and Tina."

"Really? I think I'm going to take it easy.... Allen, you don't have to hang out until the end of the day. Escape in the right place. You could have done that."

"I refuse"

"Allen."

"Richard."

Smile at friends with troubled faces.

Rebels lined up and started moving forward.

"I am not a werewolf hero who once named 'Allen' in the War of the Demon Kings and made him give up his life to try and save the crisis of frontline collapse. But Nathan, my father, Erin, my mother, gave this name to me without a name and blood connection, and she loved me and kept me alive until today. If so."

Poke the ground with the stone bump of a longscepter.

The foot of the heavily armored knight, who began to advance, changes to muddy. Frozen at the same time. Activates an invisible 'Wind God Arrow' over the sky. Aim for a gap in armor.

Anger and screaming. Still - I won't stop moving forward.

"You can't let me abandon my friends like that, run away alone, and even, you can't tarnish this name - my name is Allen. He is the son of Nathan and Erin, more merciful werewolves than anyone else. Do you know Richard Linster, the next Duke?

Meditate one eye, gently meet and express your intention.

The red-haired Deputy Kingsguard, who was out of sentence, eventually laughed bitterly and squeezed out the words.

"... you're a big idiot, aren't you, Allen? Hehe, hehe... I miss Lydia. Well, let's just... let's go to Purgatory."

"Mm-hmm. Lydia's coming after you in Purgatory."

"Ha, must be - Kingsguard Knights!!!!!

"We are the swords of the Patriots! Be the shield of the Patriot!! We are the knights who help the weak!!!

The Kingsguard knights simultaneously slap the chest armor, pull out the knight's sword, put up the spear, and squeeze the bow.

- Yeah, it's not bad. The smile deepens.

"Okay - let's just say we're going. Duke of Linster, let me show you the power of the eldest son."

"That's a sudden 'firebird'. Nice to meet you."

"Allen is mean! Anyway, I can't use it.

Pull out the knight's sword and Richard rushes off laughing.

After that - I also headed back to the rebel line.