I was contacted shortly after sunrise.
The Yangming Gate (East Gate of the Royal Palace) opens or says a man has given a sealed letter to the guard.
"This is the commander of the Kalewala Platoon in the Kingsguard," he said.
Examine the seal in the presence of the guard (Miyamen Security) team leader Ethan.
The sender was Ray Sosur.
"At this hour?
Anxious about the words spoken, I rush my eyes to the writing.
My hands shook.
Ethan, who was peeking over his shoulder, was not moving.
Start sorting personnel quickly.
"That's Matter, isn't it? Timur Bentham is sleeping in nicely. My boss, Hiro to you..."
To that voice, I managed to regain my composure.
"Let's get out of here with a griffon, Ethan. I can take the other one first."
Before I finished saying it, I was already standing in front of you.
I sensed a shitty atmosphere first, Edward did.
If that's the case, the rest is early.
Even if the Kingsguard is an army.
"Aaron, can you keep Isen on the lookout for me?
"Acaius! Gather the Karewala Party and come after me later"
"Yaspel, run to the Metro Agency!
I'm with Ethan, Timur Bentham.
Summon the three and entrust the man of use outside the royal palace to succeed.
Sosur Dojo descended from the sky, its deep corner.
The dojo welcomes a luxury and a site from before to expand in size.
In the center of it, a rustic dojo is built, which tells us that the people's mansion was renovated and used.
on that slab.
She looked prettier than I thought, with a magnificent man lying around.
"End by serious battle. No illegality."
Timur crushes it in the face.
Open the dojo rain door in order to take in the lights and examine them in more detail.
Ethan frowned.
"... are you sure there's nothing illegal about it?
Because Ray's eyebrows were full of bitterness, and his congested eyes were stripped wide open, and his mouth was full of bites.
"There isn't. It's not a game, it's a serious battle. Everyday, even if you're a virtuoso, you're more than just standing in a narrow space between life and death..."
"Yes, Ethan, Timur's right. I'd rather die with this look on my face, samurai, right?
This is Ray Sosur's life.
When he chose to live in society, Ray sealed up the gold... that he was now showing.
In that lifetime, only during a serious battle that I would have visited several times, I unleashed this appearance.
When I finished the battle, I gained my wildness and came back to man's world as a man.
It was Ray Sosur who wore the switch.
"He was a man to be respected. Although the time I approached him intimately was too short"
I got a voice from Timur walking around.
"You'll see. It's not the length of time I've been dealing with it."
Encourage or drink.
I'm gonna make a move.
Ethan moved fast.
Because you had a slightly shallow relationship with Ray Sosur, or because you can't look pitiless as Timur's boss?
"Is there a disciple coming? Exactly..."
Ethan, on one knee, reached out to close his eyes.
"Wait. We should show this face to the Normal Generations"
I don't know, Edward was blocking Ethan's hand.
"Is that the samurai, Mr. Edward?... then one question, okay? What happened to your opponent? If it's a squarely grand battle, shouldn't it be here and there?
Ethan was also bordered by Ray Sosur as His Majesty's guard.
I don't think it's possible to have unpleasant feelings for each other.
The anger he showed his opponent, who left the body unattended, taught him his feelings for Ray.
"Yeah. That's what's wrong. Dexter Platoon Commander"
Timur, who was somehow flying outside, began to explain from the garden.
"Look," he says, pointing his finger.
From the dojo, a considerable amount of blood stains followed to say a little...
"The opponent is also injured and is being treated. So I left this place...... although it seems rather natural?
"Injuries are attached to martial arts dojos. It's something that's ready for treatment. Despite this, the opponent is leaving the dojo. If the bloodstains hadn't been shed in last night's rain, I'd have followed a little more."
You think it's a "chase" kind of thing?
Edward was quickly putting the question to his mouth.
"Hey, Timur. Though it wouldn't 'be' in the sense of 'hearts and minds (manners)' for serious battles. Still 'crime'. Then it's not, is it? You don't have to worry about anything that much."
Timur has a tannic surface everywhere.
"Mr. Edward. Because it's not a crime, it's a hassle..."
Ahh!
"Or..."
It's that way.
Edward and I, we raised our voices.
"Why don't you tell me so the uncomfortable can tell, you three?"
With Martial Arts Dojo, Ethan seems to feel very alienated.
"It means it's going to be a 'hate match'."
"If a teacher is killed, some of his disciples will make a scene saying 'it's an enemy'. Even if decent personalities compete with each other, ready and courteous."
And as long as I explain.
Because it's Ethan.
"I see. Well, 'I didn't know you were going to flee leaving my master's body exposed!' Is that why?... So, what's your opponent?... Oh well. That was in the letter."
Even if it wasn't written, there's only one person in the current king's capital who can beat Ray Sosur.
Most apprentice, lead teacher.
Erkür Sosur. It is that person.
"Because, Hiro, you. Isn't that a lot? Although I was showing some discomfort in the game before you the other day...... you must be my adoptive father/master, right? What are you going to do, leave the body alone!
Even Ethan, who had a thin edge, is in a situation where he remembers his proselytism.
The four Normal generations surrounding the body of Master Ray Sosur were identified.
It was funny that I had to forbid my grief and generosity.
Still, somewhat.
"No, this is the end of the samurai"
"Forget this face of a teacher."
"I'll see you later about Elquille."
"That's right. Young disciples shouldn't see this face."
If the eyes and mouth that were open were closed.
The calm face I was used to seeing returned.
I checked my body to wipe it clean and it was clear.
Cause of death is a blow to the carotid artery.
There were many blood splashes, but I was fortunate that there were no collapses or chips in the body.
"For all of you in the Kingsguard, let's do this... and why before us?
"One of the gardeners delivered the letter to the Kingsguard first thing this morning."
... After noon the day before, the garden man was stopped by Master Ray.
"Will you deliver this letter to the Royal Palace first thing tomorrow morning?
He said he was Ray Normal as usual, and he didn't remember any questions.
... and that night, Ray Sosur came to a serious battle with his adopted son Erkühl.
"The letter says everything."
That I signed up from Ray's side.
The game shall begin at 2: 00 p.m.
That we have promised not to hold any resentment towards each other, no matter what the end.
"There's a message for you, too."
If you lose your life, in the presence of His Excellency Hiro de Calewara, take out the will you put away at your desk in your private room.
… if you follow the instructions and open the will.
Run the dojo around my adopted son, Elquille.
If, for reasons such as serious injury, Erkühl is also comfortable in his/her position, the Deputy Normal will replace him/her and adopt a collective guidance system with three other Normal Deputies.
Of course, after settling down, don't act according to the true spirit of every samurai.
(Seems like you can dispense, decide on a dojo owner in battle, and tell him to live as he thinks)
My God-fearing friend, may I ask Sir Miyama of the Military Ministry to take another look at the dojo.
Please prepare for this time than before, and I have received a pleasant reply.
(Though the substance is a disciple. Of the royal family, that's one of the three giants, so it seems to use the expression "friend". they would be making "far-fetched compromises" with each other)
Hate matches, enemies, etc., are useless. Strictly prohibit.
This does not apply if you have enough drills to challenge the battle as a single samurai.
In another envelope, detailed instructions were written.
About the management of real estate, such as dojos.
It was noted that "you bought Ray's private property from Sir Miyama of the Military Ministry, and Miyama rents it out to Ray for a very cheap rent" body.
If this happens, the inheritance goes smoothly. Because the next dojo owner should be the lessee.
To small-time users and gardeners, about "retirement money".
"If you offer to work at the dojo in the future, I will keep it with the Sergeant of the Military Ministry, the Palace."
And an inventory of the discernment, etc.
For the sake of the martial arts idiots, give me instructions for exhausting...
Is this who "stands on man's master table" looks like?
Once again, I turn to the end of the will.
"As for martial arts, I intend to teach each of you everything, and each of you will be chewing on my teachings. I no longer have anything to say. I hope you will continue to encourage me"
Finish everything right, organize your neighborhood, and.
He scattered away, fulfilling the true sense of the samurai that he would come to the battle between Elquille and his life.
Hey, Elquille, where have you been?
With so many people in your father's hands, you have nowhere to think?
You must have seen Master Ray's final appearance. Don't you have something to say, something to exchange?
You don't think I should come home and inherit the dojo?
After the plank dojo, after noon.
The sunshine in March passed through the rays and felt slightly steamy and hot.
Look beyond the Yangtze, blurry.
Though I knew that there was no way I could find Elquille for doing that.
From behind, I heard voices.
"Because I can't, I'm a martial arts idiot. Pure samurai are such things. Ray Sosur and, in the end, you chose that path?
That was the reunion with Master Li.
Suddenly I was grounded, thanked for saving thousands of early lives, and rushed to help me up.
"I stopped at Wang Ki's headquarters, where I had deposited Faggus with Sisalis in Panmori Township."
Oh, you brought me here, didn't you?
Good for you, Vagan.
But...
"Ray came to say goodbye to my dream pillow last night. I went straight back to the circle."
In the ages, it's not strange to have interactions.
But if so, all the more so!
"Was there no other way? Wouldn't this have happened if the old master had come early another week?
"Hiro, you knew with your lord. Ray Sosur's face, you can't possibly not know."
Oh, yeah.
That face, after you put an archery on me in the dojo.
It was the same as Nagaji Oyama.
It was the face of a man who was happy to step down that path, even though he knew how it ended.
"It's a little different, Hiro. Death is ready, naturally. But Ray Sosur didn't try to lose. That's exactly what I bet on" battle. "But, Ray. He entered my dreams on his own and showed off his satisfied face. I lost, but I must have put in a good blow.... you know? Elquille and not God."
Yes, Elquille was injured.
How about it!
I followed, immersed in sentiment for Master Ray.
With subtle sentiments all the way to Elquille... what are you doing, I am!
You can't go away until you've healed your wounds.
In the meantime, Thousand Early, I need to keep you in touch with the Mel family!