"Impossible... Impossible. This... this..."
... what?
"Huh...."...... eh.......,...... haha......... a... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha "
After a small grudge against her, the queen laughs like crazy.
It's ugly to shake your bloody bright red hair, open your eyes to the limit, open your mouth wide and laugh...... no, you deserve to call it an illusion. Now that the Radian Empire has also fled, there are no more to defend the Queen. It was a reward for not leaning on anyone.
The miracle-eyed queen looked up to heaven, laughing, laughing, laughing... and stopping like a putz and thread had been cut. I love her, I hide her with my back, I lay my sword. "Step back," he said, retreating her to the other side of the bridge once. From there I approached the Queen leaning down, standing like a hanging doll, step by step. I thought it might be easier to fight this demon now then.
Pa, pa, pa.
Arthur. Arthur.
Shortly after the gunfire, a scream from Master Tiara sounds.
I avoided it on the brink, but the Queen's bullet plundered my arm. The armor bounced, and it did not extend to the wound. "It's okay......!" Only my voice returns to her. If you look, the hand the queen put down with her face down was holding the gun. How the hell did you aim at me, it's the other way around to open any further distances, and I decide this one's at a disadvantage, and at once I run up to him. The moment I stuffed the sword to the distance it reached the queen who let her face down.... a grin as fierce as a carnivore and an open purple eye were sharply directed.
"I told you it was a prospect… I told you…"
He laughed so high that he could sound at the bottom of the earth, and the queen waved her sword this time.
The sound of metal hoarsely rings, and I prevent the Queen's sword. The queen waved her sword at me laughing like crazy as ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Predictive special abilities.
The Queen's sword releases them all as if she had known my one hand. If you try to prevent the right, you are turned left and jumped into nostalgia the moment you try to pull a step. He is a troublesome and horrible user than anyone else in the Radian Empire, Prince Leon, Prince Cedric or the Style Regent who has ever been relative to us by the time we get here....... but!
I'm used to hearing the sound of the sword clattering over and over again.
You can play the sword faster than the queen lets you reach me and punch in another swing before you rebuild your posture. If you are a prince or a soldier, you have no reason to lose like a queen with your sword.
If I play the sword and release a blade into its crevice to the body, the queen turns away and retreats step by step to escape. Still, although my body was spared from not catching up with my sword moves, the fabric of the dress wrapped around the queen was torn, torn, and the neck decoration chain was also broken and fell. When the queen kept falling back and finally ran out of scaffolding behind her, the dress that had already dressed him turned out to be just a chunk of superior cloth. He holds down his torn sleeve or chest with one hand holding a gun and turns to me so that the gaze of a cornered queen stabs him.
"... the carelessness of my father and the knights seven years ago, let me clear them up here.
On this occasion, I plead not guilty.... that time, it's time to take revenge you couldn't.
Put your will into it and stick your sword tip to his present. The queen turned her face against her back and ate her neat white teeth. Staring at my sword tip, giggling...... and sounding. This finally ends. All my overextended hell and nightmares.
─... what, do it, me...? Why did you give Lord Pride a sword...
"... could it be that easy?
The queen laughs.
He turned his invincible grin on me as he forced me to still not admit the loss over this period. Is it still some kind of hidden ball? Even though there was no more escape, the queen lowered her heels of shoes to the point of falling and held the gun quietly. If you are no match with a sword, are you going to fight it with a gun? But it's no use. There's no problem if it's from this close range where the sword arrives. He slapped the gun off his hand with a sword before he was shot.
"Ahh."
Tan, and.
The queen suddenly jumped behind herself as she turned to me.
Jump into a space where there should be no scaffolding. Peeling her eyes off whether she was going to die herself without even allowing revenge to be served, the queen was unchanged in the air and had a creepy grin on me.
Blood-colored hair rose under wind pressure and put up a gun to disperse into long hair. If you figure out if you're going to take me on the road at the end, the gunpoint aim straight at me......,? So, no. This is...
Arthur, get away from there.
Tiara-like's voice is released from behind.
I couldn't help but look away from the queen's distorted grin and gunpoint about what it meant. I relied on that word and rushed out. In the meantime, the dry sound of the gun rang once, and shortly after the awesome explosion, the scaffold collapsed.... Apparently, they planted a bomb.
"Arthur."
The queen's laughter stabs her ears simultaneously, distracted by the sound of a collapse with the screams of Dear Tiara.
Looking back, that woman was still laughing. The grin was distorted as if dyed with pleasure as it fell ahead of the scaffold. It is salvation that the collapse has not extended to Master Tiara across the bridge, but I am unlikely to make it.... if!
"... something to miss"
I'll take care of that woman. Even if you're going to die, definitely with this hand of mine.
I gave up running back and twisted my body I kicked a collapsing scaffold. Down, down, to that queen who keeps falling with a spare grin. Until this sword reaches...
Repeatedly kicking the rubble hanging on his leg, he further increases his momentum and flies down. The queen noticed it too and, laughing, fired a gun at me. Pampered! and the sound sounded, I cut the sword into shields, avoiding fatal injuries. Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
"Awesome, Knights Commander. How dare you come all this way."
The queen laughs as if she had run out of ammunition or thrown away a gun she could no longer shoot and spread her hands as if to welcome me in. Raise your voice high, the sword of your right hand illuminates the moonlight and glows demonically. It spreads a joyful grin that I can't even imagine before being stung by me even during the fall, and makes its eyes shimmer.
"There you are! Try it. You'll be murdered by me and you'll expose your neck as an ugly rebel! Kill me and become a hero of history."
"Hero……………"
What's this woman saying?
I'm even over as a knight already. Even the Knights, who sought knighthood for the truth and vengeance of his father's death and were entrusted to Lord Tiara to protect the Knights of Harrison, ended up betraying him. There's no way a man like me could be a hero.
I don't care who admits it. If the whole world thinks I'm the ghost of my father, if I lose my pride and I'm a knight, do I want to curse you as a rebel?
Master Tiara made me realize......! No matter how much I imitate my father, how much I make mistakes and how much I get dirty, I'm like, "I'm me."
"I'm just kidding..."
Squeeze it out of the bottom of your belly, eat and bind your teeth.
Close to the queen, close to the ground. He laughs with his mouth pulled up without taking his eyes off me, and he sets up his sword. Either kill him before he dies, or I die, I will not stop the sword I have swung up.
"I don't care if I'm a hero... I don't know why I've lived to this day or why I've become a knight! To judge Temeh with this hand... and..."
Yes, that's how I've lived.
There is no knight's pride or anything. I have only lived for vengeance and its legitimacy.
I used my father's presence and killed myself to become a ghost. If you kill this woman, there's no point in living for me anymore. There's no way the knights will forgive me for betraying the Knights.... but now it's...
"Now... I will continue to live for a reason."
I heard it before I jumped in, I love it. I remember her voice.
The queen laughs quietly at my cry nigga...... Set your sword against my heart in an attempt to pierce me before I am waved down. The Queen's sword that easily slashes and rips even soldiers' armor. Delivery will definitely pierce my heart with every armor. Eat and tie your back teeth to pieces, and be prepared for the final opportunity. The Queen's poking is quick, and I'm inevitable in the air. But that's the same thing he did to me. I want everything I've got.
"To protect Master Tiara."
Zupan.
Bones and meat break at the same time.
My sword ran a flash before the Queen's sword. After the silver remnants, the body of the queen, who opened her eyes to the border, shifted vertically, erupting blood.
There was no screaming, the face of the stiff queen with a trance-light grin was also divided into two parts, covered in the blood she erupted. Blood is sprinkled as if spreading silk around, and wind pressure dyes up my group clothes as well.
... Yay.
The relief that it's finally over than getting closer to the ground fills me up.
Without putting the sword back into the sheath, I quietly laugh alone as I waved it down. My father's thoughtlessness is clear, and now Master Tiara is saved. If she becomes queen, I'm sure the kingdom of Friesia will regain its old beauty.
Rebuild and land in the air. Shortly afterwards, a pile of falling debris took my sight. A series of roars and shocks strike me.
If he were crushed like this, he wouldn't even have the rest of the body with the queen. I also think it's the end I deserve to be a ghost, like my father until I die.... but.
"Arthur!
... Let them live.
Do you want Tiara to taste the same despair I had when I lost my father?
I thought I could die as long as I fought for vengeance, for that one who gave me meaning to live. I haha...,...
─ ……………………………… me. What did you do now?
... the sound stopped.
Grab the consciousness that was retreating far away and retreat from the nearby rubble and roll. Gala, if one shifts, the other debris breaks out of equilibrium and collapses..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
The lump of debris over my head is too big. I was able to protect myself in the shadows because of this, but it's going to be hard for me to get out.
─... slashed. Take that guy. I wanted to protect him and I couldn't help it.... this, me.
My whole body is beaten, it hurts. The air is thin, and just a little movement makes my breath rough. First, it's too easy to die like this. Still crawl for the light.... Believe me, there's someone I loved ahead of me.
Wait, why me, Lord Pride?
The debris that passes through the narrow and lets it go by force can be pushed away.
I think it's something I used to live with while being held back from going to the moonlight by a giant rubble many times.... did my father protect me?
- Why did you kill him without hesitation?
Arthur, and.... I thought I heard her voice.
That's all the body tries to do. Seeks and wants her. Reach out from the rubble gap to the overflowing moonlight. Gallard...... and the debris collapses again and only one arm touches the air on the ground.
Somebody, this way, you'll hear a fat voice this time. There are many of them. To a voice I find familiar, my father wonders if the martyred knights are calling me.
─......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Then I wouldn't have killed him.... just keep dying.
The debris is removed one by one. Careful, don't break it, the light will be even louder as we hang our voices together. So much so that we are free of great rubble and… able to remove the rest with our own hands.
Gallari Gallari and herself retreated the rubble, and if she crawled out, the noise spread. Look, there were a lot of knights there. Brighten your eyes and call me "Knight Commander".... why they are.
─ Excuse me, Master Pride... I found you because of you...!... xoxo! Stiles and tiaras.
"Arthur."
... Dear Tiara.
I look back at the sound of that bell and its bouncing discouragement.
There was no mistake there, Master Tiara. Turn to me, and I can scoop through the bad scaffolding with unfamiliar feet. Reached inside without falling from me, too, and finally took Tiara, who had jumped in with her little body, with both arms, and held her tight.
Cry and keep saying it's good to me that you're safe. Return the word from me too, Dear Tiara. I thought I'd live for you. Because you were here, this is how I was brought to life. Undoubtedly the truth beyond this.
Let go of her body a little tight and peek that face wet in tears from the front. Beautiful golden eyes moistened with tears, her face stained red like a rose after crying. There is no more love in it.
I stroked Tiara-like's hair looking up at me, and I realized,... I was layering myself on those lips like buds.
The soft lips trembled like nervous, and accepted me so that I could gradually untie them. Overlapping each other, Tiara also held my head back with her thin arms if she could put her strength into the hand holding her tight.
Her palm gently strokes her short silver hair the same as my father's, and I also confirm her presence with this arm.
─ ……………………
I could protect her.
And I could hold it in my hand again. If you are drowned in an unparalleled sense of love, you can call me "Captain Arthur Knights......" so small as to peep at the lid.
I took my lips off her, loosened my arms and turned my eyes, and one knight was peeking at me in awe. "The Queen is…………" he asks, answering clearly from me. Definitely said I did it with this hand. And now it's probably under the rubble, too.
While the remains of the body might remain suspicious, he could also remain silent about his sins. But I didn't want to lie or lie to myself any more.... even if they try to punish them with the rebel brand.
The knights who listened to me all shut their mouths once, eyed each other to check, and
Happy.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who
When it was over, we were liberated, we were free, and now we shouted and hugged each other that we would not have to hurt the people anymore. None of the knights tried to incriminate me, but rather gathered to me as if they were happy to be safe. Get Master Tiara out of my hand, and now I'll take them. I... "m glad Arthur Beresford is safe, take them.
─... I don't know why anymore... Everything's crazy.
Then, when he found out, Tiara was walking over the rubble heap again.
If I tried to stop him from still in danger, I was kneeling on both knees to kneel slowly right in front of him. If I walked softly from behind, the shoe the queen was wearing was rolling over there on one side. There are a number of huge piles of debris piling up around me,... and now, again, no bodies will come out either.
You must also have a hard time picking up fragments from removal. But I definitely slashed it with this hand, I don't even have to check.
She looked at those shoes as she mourned, covered her face and began to weep as she shook her shoulders. Lady Tiara speaks to me when I speak out loud. Thoughts and pity that I have kept in my breasts.
I don't even resent demons like that, care, etc. Again, this man is too kind.
─ What the... what the hell is this world... eh.
Tremble and squeeze her from behind again, getting even smaller.
From now on, I will be with you, and I will protect you forever.... into words, I swear to her.
She nodded small as she let her tears pass. Softly overlap each other's hands, surrounded by an uninterrupted voice of joy. Her hands were still shaking, too, shivering to her chin.
─ That guy's dead, what the... why is everyone... eh.... I can laugh with such joy...
Father,... it's finally over.
There's no point in me continuing to be a knight anymore. We defeated the true ghosts of the past and also became the true knights you wanted at the end.
From now on...... if it is to be forgiven, she is the only knight ahead. I finally found it. Trying to live beside a woman to protect.
─ Oh shit...... this world is like
Father.... Clark, knight of an unknown ancestor, recruit. And Lord Harrison, who will live somewhere....... thank you. Thanks to you, I made it this far.
I was supposed to decay as a peasant. I survived a hard time, reaching the throne of the knighthood captain I admired even temporarily, and gaining a loved one. And this country's long nightmare just ended. All the knights had not yet forsaken their people, taking pride as knights.
This country is bound to rebuild.
Now that we are free from everything and full of hope for the future. I'm from the bottom of my heart.
Happy.
─ Hell.
……
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"... Arthur, don't hesitate to tell me if you want to lie down.
I'll wake you up as soon as something happens, and Mr. Mart will call me.
Thank you and thank you,...... I still don't feel like lying down. With my torso awake, I couldn't help but wonder beyond the window. Mostly it's already dim outside.
"You haven't slept much this morning either. I know you're worried, but don't push it.
"No... but I slept awesome until I regained consciousness. Even if you're tired because you haven't even moved your body."
"Don't faint and sleep together. My body works to heal my injuries even if I don't move. Worked properly.
Zackli is told back. Yes, sorry...... my face was unwittingly drawn while apologizing.
I talked to Chancellor Style and Gilbert late last night and haven't been able to sleep since then thinking about Lord Pride and today. If you think you finally slept, it's... awesome.
I was woken up by the Knight of the Seventh Squad before I woke up on my own. When I woke up, my breath was painful and my chest was squeezed, and... I was seeping into my sight with tears. I don't know if the injury hurt or if it was a nightmare or not, but... it was just so hard to die.
Worried about worsening the condition, fever, etc. I also got all the condition checks from scratch and... I was so embarrassed that you wiped my hands from not being able to use them to tears.
"WHEN... I really wonder what that earthquake was...
I also throw away things I've been talking about a few times already to try to change the story.
Mr. Mart gave up already and said, "I don't know. But I'm sure they're all safe," he threw the same reply. When I was in Hanazoo, I thought it was a blast, but there was no smoke and there was no shock wave. Earthquake...... whoa, one person is amazing, but there's no way he's here. But sure, some knights have been brought into the ambulance so far, and I'm sure they're safe.... if you're not dead ah.
There's no way the Knights are going to lose, I don't know. In fact, there are still normal Knights and recruits who have been killed or killed in battle. There's been a huge decrease in casualties here lately, but... still.
Style ordered the Knights to "survive for all"... I also think that the Radiya Empire is unscrupulous to its big opponents. But... I want it to be the same.
Don't let that guy get any more scratched.
As soon as I thought of it, I felt terribly heavy on my arms, which I should not have senses as well as my chest.
that everyone survives without causing harm. On the other hand, I think I want that to come true... or else some of me will. If only that order hadn't been given. Ah... I might have been allowed a battlefield just because I could have died, too.
... I know.
That's what I've already told myself over and over again. Now I'm a foot wrapper. So I entrusted all of mine. To Style, to Chancellor Gilbert, to Father, to Mr. Harrison,... to the Knights.
I can't live to keep Style and Master Pride from hunting me down any longer. So that Master Pride can come back and laugh and give it back to me when he comes to see me. I'm more than happy to have you back than my arm, so that I can properly chest up and say that you've only been rewarded for it.
"... hey, fucking kid.
... Suddenly, a shadow appeared through the window I was looking at.
Mr. Mart sets up his sword in an instant on a hood that hides his mouth and face with his teeth peeled off. Mr. Mart! And when I tried to raise my voice, I coughed up before I tried to strain my throat too much to say it out. I managed to hold my voice and say, "I'm not the enemy," before Mr. Mart was slaughtered to get in position for an interception with Radiya.
"Temeh......!... and here we go... …………"
Val……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
At the same time, he appeared to Chemetho and Sefek in line for Val peering through the window. "Arthur!" and "I found him," he said, finally putting his sword in his sheath. Apparently, Mr. Mart knows about the Vals, too.
To my inquiry Val took the hood as he rode out of the window only his upper body. He revealed his scorched brown hair and his eyes were so grumpy that he stared at me with a little blood running.
He exhales once deeply sucked up his breath and releases it all at once to his beastly breath. Sefek and Chemetho came in through the window first and said to Chemetho, "Can I come in Val too? Asked." If you can stay there, you can't see out the window, and most importantly, if you're mistaken for a Radio soldier and they snipe at you, you can't dare nod.... when, how did you get up here, Koz?
Val walks up to me with Zukazuka and his big crotch, even though he thinks so.
Only my sharp eyes were fixed as if they had stabbed me, shaking my body left and right. What the hell, when I tried to ask you if you meant Master Pride or even the status quo?
"Deal with me.
Val said that first.
is………… and his voice leaks unexpectedly. I don't know what you're talking about, Temee. I don't know why. I don't know what to say. Mr. Mart also made his face rude as he put his hand on the sword so Val wouldn't harm me. In that, Val goes on to say more.
"Don't tell anyone about the deal. The knight there, Temehe,... let that red-haired Kingsguard knight stop you.
Keep talking like you're not willing to ask my opinion from the start.
Amazing how to put it unilaterally, I just understand that redhead means Captain Column.... but why Captain Column.
"If we're gonna make a deal, we're gonna have to get Temehe out of here right now."
"I'm on it!
……… ... Shit. It came out before the doubt.
I noticed it after I accidentally gave it back to the front, but I tied my mouth without even feeling like undoing it. Val didn't think I'd get back to him soon either, so he opened his eyes wide. Then Mr. Mart, who was listening, stretches his arm between him and Val. "I've got a lot to say," he said, trying to protect me.
"One first. I don't know how far you know... Arthur is a weight. If you're going to make a bad move, I'll do my best, but let me stop you.
... I knew Mr. Mart wasn't sweet.
I guess you'll never forgive me for going here. Worst case scenario, the killing of Val and Mr. Mart could begin here.
After distorting his face uncomfortably, Val raised his jaw with a bigger back than Mr. Mart and threw his gaze at Mart and me as he looked down.
"Is he some kind of special abilist," Mr. Mart said before I answered Val. "He's a special abilist in healing. I am entrusted with the body and escort of the wounded Arthur," he said again. At that point, Val's mouth edge pulled up one side with Pickle only for a moment.... you think you can win if you're not a special ability person in the attack system? If so, you're kidding.
I stare at Val thinking that if I were not a knight, I would bust him. I'm too angry to even think about turning down a deal after all. But Mr. Mart stayed calm and asked Val, "And one more thing".
"What are the terms? I'm guessing you want the deal back, too.
Don't snort until I make you present it, and Mr. Mart turns around gently to piss me off.
With his head calm as he rushed his head down, I do think so. I don't even think the pause I just made is a condition in itself. I don't think we can make a deal that "disadvantages us" because of our contract with Master Pride, but I didn't even think about that earlier.
To Mr. Mart's words, Val now shut up.
He wandered his gaze away from Mr. Mart and turned to me at the end. I tilted my head to the left and right as I scratched my neck galloping. So after a few seconds of silence, I finally slowly open its mouth. Unlike the way you said you were threatening me earlier, I calmed down... with a low voice without thorns and chanting.
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to that word.
I made a deal this time.