The Old Knight of a Frontier District

7

Bardo remembered the occasional, exciting, strange highs in his chest.

Warcraft.

Soon, relative to the Warcraft.

Once, a warcraft for Bardo was something he had to kill if he encountered it.

For not killing a warcraft was to miss people being killed by that warcraft.

But now that I know the truth about the Spirit and the Warcraft, I don't want to kill the Warcraft if I can.

It is this ancient sword.

This "Chantra Meguierion" is the sword of the dragon.

It was a treasure that could be eliminated with warcraft without killing warcraft.

This sword unleashed the warcraft of two hundred river bears approaching Rhode Van Castle in only one attack.

That's when the Spirit was freed from two hundred warcraft, and the warcraft ceased to be a warcraft.

Though I thought it might not be, Maura said, who became [the one who roots in the earth].

When did the spirits you unleashed return to sanity?

I did hear that joyous voice.

Oh!

Is that any hope?

I had no quarrel with the Warcraft, I did not know that I could free the Spirit and, moreover, restore him to sanity.

Baldo has been waiting a long time for an opportunity to make sure of it.

This is the first opportunity.

Can you really free the Spirit from the Warcraft?

With this sword.

No, you should be able to.

On the first opportunity to be sure of it, Bardo's breasts, from time to time, are pounding.

But even if you let the Spirit go, the wolf that was possessed must be killed.

The swordsman of the escort, the two human feet, and the man of the watchman, would have been killed.

Besides, they probably ate it.

Otherwise, there is no way Hojata could have escaped safely.

An amateur runs down a mountain road on a luggage carriage horse.

For a werewolf warcraft, it should have been about catching up and killing and no other chores.

So Hojata escaped while the Wolf Warcraft was eating swordsmen, men, feet, and keepers.

For freeing the Spirit, what remains there is a wolf who remembers the taste of cannibalism.

You can't let them get away with it.

8

There are those who come down from above.

Two.

Dressed like a human foot.

Gordon replied by saying that he was a servant of Hojata.

"Whoa.

I'm glad you're okay.

It meant he was attacked by a werewolf warcraft, but he didn't have to look.

You're lucky. "

When asked what happened to the swordsman of the escort, although he was attacked and wounded by a wolf, there is no separate provision in his life.

He says he stays with the keeper at Sawa-no-ya because he can't move.

When asked if he had left the two of them in the place where the Wolf Warcraft was located, the Warcraft meant that Hojata disappeared as soon as he escaped.

One line climbed up to Zelig.

In the place where the general's house was, there was a tidy building unfamiliar to her.

Maybe this was built by the lord.

There was hidden money from the bandits sleeping beneath the general's house, so I should have checked under the floorboard shortly after Bardo had traveled.

In the end, the house was to be demolished, and Bardo said he had built this on a damsel as the lord wouldn't stick around.

As the Baldos approached, a keeper-like man came out.

Dressed in a thin, dirty outfit, terribly hairy.

Hair and mustaches go hand in hand with toys.

A wild man, I think.

"Ooh.

You're the keeper.

Seems safe and above all.

Are you a wounded swordsman inside?

"Oh, oh."

Now, if you'll excuse me.

There was a swordsman in the house.

When Gordon greeted him and named him, he returned his greeting and his name.

It's called Tulsa.

Bardo, oh, I thought.

The light in your waist and eyes is not the same as the lull there.

The sword is old but splendid.

I thought you weren't a knight.

But they didn't name their family name, so you shouldn't have asked them any more.

Did Gordon feel anything, too, the way he speaks of things he handled with his credits?

I see he's hurt his leg, but the allowance is terrible.

Kara just started allowances.

"Lord Tulsa.

I thought you were attacked by a werewolf. "

"No, Sir Zarkos.

That's not a warcraft.

Sure, my body was a very big, horrible opponent, but not a warcraft "

"Did you only have one opponent?

And Gordon. "

"Um, Lord Gordon.

There was only one.

When Hojata ordered the people and feet to pick Sawa-no-toga, he suddenly appeared.

It's embarrassing, but until then, I couldn't feel any signs.

The surprised pedals have lost their hips.

Hojata fled into the cabin.

I was facing the wolf on this side of Zelig, but the wolf turned away from him, and walked away. "

"What?

without doing anything. "

"That's right.

So when I told Hojata about it, he totally regained his energy and tried to pick a toga with all his manpower and feet.

Then he showed up again.

If the wolf did not strike, Hojata became more concerned, and made the men and feet wand.

Hojata also fled because the wolf gave a harsh look and roared, but the wolf did not come attacking.

Hojata boiled her business and tried to pick her own toga, as the pedestrians would not try to pick her toga.

At that time, the wolf suddenly attacked.

And I went out before Hojatha, and aimed at the wolf's neck with my sword.

But it came as a surprise that the wolf twisted his neck, and cast his sword, and grabbed him on my right foot.

I fell from the sky. [M]

And the wolf one stepped on my right hand, and sealed his sword, and barked toward Hojatha.

No, no.

Hojata's escape after that was a brilliant one.

After he dropped off Hojata, who fled on his horse, he went down from above me and disappeared straight into the back of the mountain. "

"Yes.

This will do.

The wound wasn't deeper than I thought.

But you shouldn't be walking too much for a couple of days. "

And Carla, who was making allowances, said.

Tulsa is

"My lord Kara."

And I thanked him.

9

Bardo was out of his mind.

It was not a warcraft.

Besides, instead of killing one person after all, I'm not even letting him get hurt.

I just threatened him.

But the wolf behaves badly.

It doesn't look like he intimidated the Hojatas to protect his territory.

When I tried to pick the toga, I barked. I'm not sure.

Hojata said it was five years ago that he started picking toga, so if the wolf was holding this place as a territory, it doesn't fit the story without being attacked from then on.

No, until five years ago, the general had picked Toga.

At the end of the day, it shouldn't have meant that this Zelig was a wolf territory.

Bardo decided to take a line down the mountain.

It was already evening when we got to Sawa, and the sun was falling as we talked.

But you can't stay in a small cabin with this number of people.

If the Baldos stay again, they will be offered food that will be scarce.

Bardo, who left the cabin, took a trip to Sawa.

A swarm of glittering light, illuminated by my sister's moon (Surah), which appeared in the night sky, dances to the surface of the water.

Moon fish.

Do you want to get it yourself?

I also thought that if you are not handy, the taste of the moon fish will be impaired.

Very not like that general.

If so, you better not eat it this time in order not to erase the memory that was good.

After a while down the mountain, her sister's moon appeared in the sky.

Suitable for the nickname "The One Who Comes Later," Sarrier often appears to follow Sura.

But for the most part, I can't meet my sister, and because of this, she disappears horizontally across the galaxy in a silver carriage.

Whenever I ate moonfish, it was the day when the two moons overlapped, adding an extraordinary touch to the moonfish's delicacy.

Illuminated by two moons, the mountain path is bright.

Originally this mountain has no thick tree shadow.

The back length of the trees is low, and the grass and sauce continue to twist.

The trees grow densely at the foot.

The landscape floating in the moonlight is badly separated.

Cars stopped the horse.

Oh, and when I look at Cars, I'm pulling out my sword.

Quinta is also pulling out her sword and tearing at the bush in front of her.

There is one that emerged from the bush.

It's an ear wolf.

But what a giant.

An ear wolf is not such a big beast.

It is only about the height of a person's hips from the top of his knees, and he weighs light.

But my legs are fast and jumping, and I'm good at hunting in groups.

But the long-eared wolf in front of you is about the height of a person's chest or face, if you will.

It's that height on all fours, so from the size of your body, it far surpasses people.

Probably a wolf as old as you can't imagine.

The size should also be surprising, but even more surprising is the colour of its fur.

The mundane ear long wolf has a brownish black color.

But the ear in front of the wolf's body hair is silver.

Illuminated by the moon of the sisters, it shines beautifully.

It is a silver wolf.

Sometimes fur produces silver for ear longwolves, sand wolves and wind wolves.

The fur is strong and supple and, above all, traded for a great deal of money because of its beauty.

The wolf looks straight at Bardo.

Bardo is also staring straight back into the wolf's eyes.

There is no anger or hatred in the wolf's eyes.

Quiet eyes.

When I look into my silver eyes, I feel somewhat nostalgic.

How long have you been staring at me like that?

The wolf flickered his body and vanished into the grass.

10

The Baldos went straight down the mountain.

When I went down, the village was bothering me.

There are villagers.

There is one knight and some soldiers.

It's such a night.

There's some noise around the Merchant Hojata carriage.

"This is Sir Bardo Lowen.

Sir Gordon Zarkos.

Long time no see. "

and it is Margagheri Ecola, the knight of Drano, who has greeted him.

A knight who tried to burn down Zelig based on a lie complaint that a damsel had suffered from leprosy when the Baldos had previously come to this Zelig.

Because the Baldos had uncovered the lie, he did not have to kill the general.

He was terribly grateful for that.

Bardo asked the knight Margagheri what the hell was going on with this noise.

"No, that's what we just got there, too.

A merchant named Hojata was killed. "

I heard from the knight Margagheri, and this is what happened.

Hojata was waiting for the soldier to arrive as he took a break in a horseless carriage.

Two pedals came down there.

Hojata, surprised that the two of them were safe, heard a whisper.

When Hojata heard the whisper, he told the two people to climb the mountain.

Hojata thought that if the wolf was not a threat, he would not hesitate to pick a toga this time.

The people hated it.

Hojata was angry, punched the pedals, and tried to make them listen.

"Wouldn't that be a waste of the toga I made!

That toga belongs to me.

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, sell it across the river. "

Then suddenly a wolf appeared, cut Hojata's throat, and disappeared.

Strangely, neither the two pedals, nor the inferior who was the carriage's turn, saw in which direction the wolf left.

He disappeared neglectfully.

Bardo entrusted the rest to the knight Margagheri to take him to the village chief's house.

Knight Margagheri said he would take his soldiers into the mountains waiting for the dawn of the night and look for the wolves.

But there's no way we can find a wolf in this wide mountain.

I am familiar with that too Margagheri and said I would look for it for a day anyway.

Bardo ran into the wolf on his way home, he told him.

But at that point, he thought he didn't kill people, and he didn't chase them because he didn't look violent.

The Baldos went to the village chief's house, picked up a late meal and went to bed.

After he got to the floor, Bardo thought.

What the hell is this all about?

I remember an old story called "Nico and the Silver Wolf".

There was a hunter by the name of Nico.

He was a good hunter, silent but people were good.

Nico's daughter is getting married.

Nico went into the mountains and searched for his prey to buy something to celebrate.

Two weeks, I had no prey at all, but I came across a great silver wolf the second week.

A big, beautiful silver wolf.

The fur sells high.

Nico followed the silver wolf and went deep into the mountains.

For three days, Nico and the Silver Wolf fought, and in the end Nico died defeated.

The dead Nico's soul moved on to the silver wolf.

The silver wolf, over which Nico's soul had taken over, ran down the mountain.

I ran down the mountain and down to the city.

Nico's daughter's wedding was taking place in the city.

To the silver wolf who appeared at the wedding venue, they all became noisy.

The soldiers were called, and the silver wolf was slaughtered with a spear.

The silver wolf did not even resist and stared at the bride.

The remaining fur was assumed to belong to the bride and groom.

People rumored that Nico had delivered the fur of a silver wolf.

It's a story.

If I were to apply it to this story, who would hit Nico?

And why did the silver wolf not kill the swordsman, keeper or foot of the escort?

Why did you go all the way down the mountain to kill Hojata?

Talanka told us an interesting story when the Baldos went down the mountain.

Talanka said he heard this story from the village chief before he went out.

The village chief said that Hojata mourned the general, but what does that mean?

Five years ago, it was Hojata, the merchant, who discovered that a damsel was dead in Sawa.

Hojata said he prayed for the funeral and buried the general in the ground.

Then Hojata went down to the village and gave the village chief the report, and asked him if he would like to pick a toga, too.

The village chief explained that the general and her husband had allowed Toga to be picked by living in Sawa on the condition of selling Toga in this village.

Hojata nodded so much that he offered her a souvenir when asked.

But then Toga stopped coming to the village.

Also, to what the village liquor store says, all the families who lived in Sawa came down the mountain and left somewhere.

He said the exit money was given to Hojata, but he said it looked like he was afraid of something.

The fact that he left the village without any greetings to the village chief was strange, but because he was originally a drifter's family, he was not so suspicious.

I mean, nobody knows what caused the general's death.

Hojata may know.

No, on the contrary, maybe.

But nothing more than speculation.

Wisely, Taranka did not say that Hojata may have killed the general.

That's fine.

Speculating about uncertainty is not a good idea.

Because it is an act that hinders the work of wisdom and fosters assumptions.

That silver wolf must have been in the mountains a long time ago.

That's all the wolves.

You must be getting old.

Did the general or her husband know about the silver wolf?

Did you know and revere it as a patron saint?

Or were you afraid as a horrible monster?

How was the silver wolf?

A damsel and her husband who lived in the mountains.

Grateful for the grace of nature, he picked a great toga and pounded his tongue on the moon fish.

Hospitality warm if anyone comes in search of the moon fish occasionally.

Live in abundance with complete satisfaction in the life of Sawa.

And those who died quietly.

I wonder what the silver wolf thought of the general and her husband.

Speaking of which.

This is the fifth year the general has died.

He said that a soul that has been dead for a year, five years, or ten years may be given a favour.

If there is a remnant in this world, you are allowed to come down to earth to see it.

Borrow the appearance of something other than a human being.

What about that silver wolf?

That's right.

Besides.

But when I met with the general seven years ago, didn't you say that my husband died three years ago?

If so, this is the tenth year my husband has died.

If you two had feelings, something.

That wolf, neither to the swordsman, nor to the foot, nor to the watchman, made no attack.

On the contrary, even to Hojata, until we finally tried to pick Toga, we did not add an attack.

Finally, when he reached out to Toga, he attacked and hung, injuring the swordsman as a result, but didn't kill him.

The wolf appeared deliberately in the village.

And when Hojata showed an attitude that still wouldn't give up trying to pick Toga.

The wolf took Hojata's life.

What would have happened if Hojata had stayed alive?

Looks like Hojata was trying not to pick too many Togas at once.

Sometimes he came and stuffed a barrel of carriages with toga, and went across the river to sell it.

I would have made up for the hassle and gained some extra time.

But with some money, you'll want to do a bigger deal this time.

At that time, Toga was picked up, and Zelig could have been desolate.

Werewolves couldn't allow such a future?

Or.

Was it vengeance?

I don't know.

Now, that's something I don't know.

So I won't put it in my mouth and state this conjecture.

Still.

Tonight I learned of the death of the general and met such a strange silver wolf.

Thank you for the grace of the mountain and pray for the peace of the mountain.

With the memories of the general in mind.

Let's get to sleep quietly.

The last moment you fall asleep.

I had an idea of Bardo's mind.

In two years' time, Idra will be dead for the tenth year.

In the tenth year, I wondered if Idra would appear before herself by taking on something.

Yes, I asked myself and I answered myself.

No.

That's not true.

I may have been concerned, but Idra lived her life.

And then there must be a gentle look down in the gardens of the gods at how the leftovers will live.

Even the moment I'm doing this right now.