It was a moment.
away from the cliff and in the absence of a place to jump. One of the knights came down from the head of the soldiers who planted the guns as if they had dropped a bomb and tore them to pieces.
Not even one or two more, all the soldiers with guns were powerless without even giving them a moment to pull the trigger.
Too suddenly, both the saved knight and the enemy soldiers were taken in disquiet. Everyone was blinded by its presence, which they didn't even know where it had been thrown from.
That white uniform definitely belonged to our Knights.
And I bundled my silver hair, and I let it get to me. I don't care what it looks like behind it...
"... Arthur...?
The realism doesn't boil and I raise my voice unexpectedly.
The knight, who stood up his sword and looked back slowly, was definitely Arthur.
"... good job.
Once he saw the faces of me and the knights, he bowed his head with an out of place greeting to escape his gaze as it was. One of the enemy soldiers raised his anger again to Arthur's move, such as fear. Once again, the enemy soldiers swirl and step out on us.
... As soon as he did, Arthur's sword uprooted and ripped ten units of enemy soldiers in an instant.
Moving forward, mowing the enemy's neck like a mismatch. It tore deep with only a flash, aiming precisely at the uncovered joints of the armor, and another enemy soldier also continued to slash and lay low as it gained momentum. At so much speed, it would only have seemed to anyone but me that Arthur just waved his sword to the side and the enemy soldiers bled out.
"Come on.
A short word of Arthur was more lethal than the enemy soldiers in front of him. Further, as soon as the enemy soldiers heard the sound of putting up a gun from afar, they grabbed the sword that had been held by the slashed down enemy soldiers and threw the sword straight at the soldier holding the gun without turning around. A blade released like a spear wraps up the soldier and makes two skewers.
"Captain Knights, if you want to step back, I'll cover myself.
Arthur turned to me and pointed backwards with his eyes. Not yet, there are no enemy soldiers in the rear. If we can retreat another few dozen meters, we can reach the cliff with our allies. That would also allow us to entrust the seriously wounded to them, take them off this worst scaffold and rebuild their institutions as well. Because there are still many knights on the cliff who can move. And later.
"In n, when all the knights are withdrawn"
Arthur went on to release the word before I replied. The voice was closer to reporting than confirming to me.
"I go into enemy formation.
Huh, and Arthur's eyes, who said as he slammed his sword against the enemy army in front of him, were certainly directed towards the enemy formation on the cliff, which would be further beyond it.
"Will the Knights Commander come with you then?
Niyah, and for the first time since I came here, Arthur has turned to me with an invincible grin.
... to this me, who is the Knight Commander.
It's my father, to this me.
A rare, deliberate, provocative grin for Arthur.... this, to me.
"... to whom are you going to say this?
Good courage, I know very well that my mouth will pull up even if I intend to reprimand it.
"Naturally.
Answer Arthur and line up with nature and next to it. The knights listened to me and Arthur without instruction and began to lend a hand to the seriously wounded. He withholds behind me and Arthur to retreat and rushes to the side camp.
Me and Arthur are also going back and forth to follow it. And the moment the enemy soldier moves forward to shake the ground with its countless feet again
Arthur and I will kill and lay low the enemy in front of us.
"You know why the knights on the cliff, who jumped in alone, are holding back!
"I don't know... it's a sermon.
I take all the blades of enemy soldiers that are swung down at separate times like a fire has caught, with the special abilities of the sword and its body. At the same time Arthur jumped into the enemy's nose and waved his sword at a high speed that seemed flashing. Blowing blood, Arthur kicks the enemy soldier who falls on his back with his swinging leg as it moves.
"Oh my God, I... I wanted to be a knight!
"... even now, my mother and I are dying."
Unexpectedly, the words of a distant old Arthur are too much for my mind.
... Why did you remember it at this time again?
An enemy soldier whose front fell and whose legs stopped for a moment because more soldiers had been kicked, was slashed further with his sword so that Arthur could chase him. I will also shoot out an enemy soldier with a gun to Arthur before that.
"I volunteered for Squad 8..."
'I'm telling you, next time, you can't hide it from me anymore.
... six years ago. That time Arthur, who had given up becoming a knight, said he wanted to be a knight again.
Now all the soldiers in front of me put up their guns. Step in with me and Arthur and slay the enemy soldiers at once before they can be targeted.
The gun flew and the blood of the enemy soldiers swept on his cheek. A far rear enemy soldier put a gun to me. The moment I tried to put up my gun too, Arthur jumped out of my hand with the sword of an enemy soldier I'd picked up earlier.
"Now, to stand next to your father,
pierced with a sword that unleashed an enemy soldier who was in the rear.
"Next on that battlefield, next to my father, I'll be there too.
... Six years ago, Arthur did say that.
Neither I nor Deputy Commander Clark were informed of why Arthur volunteered for the Eighth Squad. "I want to do something," it was just that.
That form changed compared to other teams, and even more so, why did you choose a strictly meritocratic team?
One of the prerogatives of Squad VIII, acting at their own discretion.
The Eighth Squad is allowed to act at their discretion if they are within the appointed location or range.
Stand next to me who don't belong to any squad as Knights Commander. … the only team that makes that possible.
Arthur, pierced by enemy soldiers, once again lays his sword, slashing and laying down the enemy soldiers in front of him. I also turn my consciousness to my surrounding enemies and to my men who keep retreating. I also take a few steps back to match them, pulling Arthur's uniform from behind at the same time. Suddenly he is pulled behind his back and advises Arthur to "fit behind his back as well".
- I didn't know you'd be happy here again.
"Yes!" replied Arthur with momentum, again with a sword and confirming the rear only with his eyes.
I also harvest the heat that gushes up in my chest, and now I re-grip my sword to work with Lieutenant Eight, who stands next to me. Once again, the enemy soldiers rebuilt their system and, at the same time, wielded their swords against us.
"Defeat them as they retreat." Never get ahead of them! Stay away from those to be protected, and protect them. "
I take a few shots at a time, and as I bounce it back, I raise my voice to Arthur next door.
... just one person.
Reinforcements for one Knight. By contrast, there are countless enemy soldiers coming down the cliff. There is no way that a battle situation could be covered by a single knight.
One young knight with no injuries and extra strength.
He became deputy captain of the Eighth Squad this year, just a knight.
He was the youngest and enlisted in the Knights Squad, just one knight.
Speaking solely of the strength of the sword, he beat all the knights but the then captain deputy captain, and grabbed the seat of the Kingsguard knight, just one knight.
One knight knocked down ten units of enemy soldiers in one blow in front of me.
He is also my proud son, just a knight.
"Oh, no, no, no."
Arthur leaves no one behind and slashes down a soldier trying to chase down the falling knights.
Just one knight.
But for some reason.
I don't feel like losing at all.
"Line me up, Arthur Beresford."