─ I wanted to tell you at the end.
"It's a cliff..."
A chain of sounds like tinnitus and earth sounds.
The advance party finally made it in time, but the unexpected happened again.... no, I could have imagined that. We knew this area was loose.
Clark's instructions or something else? We've already lost communications from the other side. There's no way to check it now. Compare the recruits who have not arrived in time for the rescue to the cliffs that collapse with the ambushers and the advance troops. The bandits who had weapons on me are now even losing their temper by shielding themselves from collapse.
Run, keep the immobile away from the cliffs and watch your head. Now that Big Rock has taken my feet, I can only give instructions to my parents with a voice. No matter how tight their throats have already been in battle, they are not satisfied with the distanced recruits. Everything will be crushed by the sound of collapse, even if you want to fly the evacuation route.
Recruits are consumed by the rubble one after the other, out of reach.
In desperate circumstances, it was the face of the son that came to mind the moment he realized death.
I couldn't convey my feelings every day like my wife. I can't remember right away how many months ago I had the last decent conversation.
I wanted to tell my wife that I love my son. But now I regret wanting to tell Arthur how I feel.
He yearned for knights because of me and gave up because of me.
I couldn't be the proud father of my son, who said he was ashamed of knights.
Last time I wanted to practice again... that's just what I thought.
Sometimes I wanted my men to understand the way of life they were proud of. Everything I ever wanted you not to give up your dreams because of me.
I'm not telling you to be a knight. If you really don't want it, you can find the way you want to do it.
I wasn't happy you were born that day to be a knight. I didn't keep asking because I wanted you to be a knight. You were never born to be a knight.
My proudest way of life was to be a knight. I wanted you to know this way of life because I'm proud of you. That's why I taught you how to live a knight from a young age, and I haven't missed a lesson since you wanted me to. I didn't want you to give up on me for a reason. I wish I could be proud of any way of life. I just, I just...
"Clark, tell Arthur."
Speak up to the point of view.
Even if you can't hear me, I'm asking you to read just the movement of your mouth or just one scale.
─ I wish you had chosen the way you wanted to live.
No future recruits, no advance troops, no precious son, I left all my friends, my men, my friends and my family behind.
……
Con, Con.
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In my blurred consciousness, the sound of knocking sounded like it was far away.
... I think I've fallen asleep a lot. Hold your head with one hand and open your eyes before stretching. I was going to say "what" immediately, but the Lord of Knock didn't reply because he didn't have enough volume. On the contrary,
Concentrate Concentrate
"... you can open it, Harrison."
It's time to raise your throat before waking up to the increasing knock sound.
Hah... as I exhaled, I heard a voice from the other side of the door saying, "Excuse me while I'm off."
"When you call someone from the room, knock" is one of Clark's educational gifts.... even if it isn't, Harrison won't come into the room without saying no to me, the Knight Commander.
Once the door was opened, Harrison thanked me with one knee down, and once again he greeted me before he stated his requirements. Clark said he called me before anyone else. He woke me up slowly thinking it was an emergency, such as calling me in my current state. The next moment I saw the shelf above my head getting closer.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Pride Ivy calling."
Gahhhhhh!
"Dear Pride,
As I tried to raise my voice, my forehead hit the shelf with momentum.
The shock was too unexpected, and I held my forehead with my hands. There was no bleeding, but the shelf that fell off with Gashan immediately after the collision was splendidly cracked.... we have to ask the recruits to fix it later.
"Do you see Pride...?"
Unfortunately, I'm too dumb.
I felt more ugly than my forehead, and when I looked back at Harrison, my eyes were unusual and round. In response to my question, I told Harrison that I saw him in a carriage with Stale and Tiara, and I got up from my chair this time.
"Let's go now...."
Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride Ivy.
I rushed to her visit two days ago, when she rescued me and the recruits and saved my son yesterday.
At the very least, I hope that the red forehead will not be pointed out.