... pride and lost the future.

"It's not good after you kill those people on the cliff like that. Or are you going to take my orders from the Queen? Deputy Commander. '

That queen stepped on all of us, my... that one.

"Become a cliff..."

The sound of ground and debris shook our eardrums through the footage. I did burn in this eye the moment the Knights Commander was crushed by the Great Rock.

Crying and screaming, the voice of a young man screaming as if he had gone mad, and the sound of the rubble collapse, the moans of the knights, and instructions from the deputy commander whirled, creating hell.

"If the Knights Commander is dead, why don't you be the Knights Commander next?

We insulted our pride and belittled its existence.

When I was sure to kill that queen one day, I decided then.

"Even one of you... hurry to see if there's any survival." "Roderick's, don't waste your life."

Only the deputy commander roughs up his voice and gives us instructions.

To the death of the Knights Commander, who was supposed to be a friend, the Vice Commander led us through tears and mourning. I myself said that I didn't even move this self because of despair and anger and... horrible sense of loss.

"Hold on, Mr. Beresford... please... hold on..."

Column Bordeaux desperately rocks the shoulders of the Knights' captain's son as he wets himself with tears. Your son after raising his voice, moaning, and opening his pupils was… completely off track. Column Bordeaux held him tight, but his heart leaked "Dad... you know, the woman" from time to time pompous... wouldn't have been here already.

I'm going to the cliff now. I'll take command of the deputy captain. Please let me go.

Calling the Knights captain many times, Alan Bernards, who had roughed his voice, volunteered as captain of the squad most while eating and tying his teeth. Reddishing his eyes, he flew out of the operations conference room with the other knights.

... Happy days.

Yet my happiness… didn't even last a year.

"Heh... Roderick..."

... after many knights who flew out instructions and left a guard swept away. The deputy commander slammed his fist against the wall so much that blood seeped through it.

Taking a few seconds, the deputy commander slowly walked over to Column Bordeaux and his son.

'... thanks, column. I'll take over about him.

So he took over your son from Column Bordeaux. The deputy captain, eating and tying his teeth and holding him with a terrible trembling of his shoulders, … was also in tears.

'I'm sorry, Arthur.... I'm so sorry...'

I've never seen you mourn so much.

I've never seen you so angry and angry.

And I've never seen a lieutenant in tears,... before.

Six years since then.

The Knights lost a big pillar. Supporting and guiding us was a vice president like no other.

I powdered myself, rebuilt the Knights who lost many little by little with their arms, and led us to victory even in the futile battle that Queen wanted, and… at the end everything was exhausted, so that we withered and took our breath away. And...

What the vice president, nursed by many knights, wanted at the end of the day.

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