Standing tall to protect the door, Matsuo and Arnold stared at each other. The smoke burst again and covered each other gently.
"Ha, that's amazing smoke. It's as if you're in the fog. Lucky we found the old man. Let's do this. Come on, sit down. I don't suppose there's any such thing as an old man who's too tired to stand up."
"... hmm, no way. Too bad you guys don't respond to the bandits. I'm so bored, I'm just sleeping...."
Matsuo thanked her for not losing consciousness due to the severe pain and threw up a lot.
He stood up loosely, but his knees were weak.
The door that supports my back just keeps me from collapsing.
But with the smoke blocking his sight, Arnold doesn't realize the strength of his risk to Matsuo's life.
We should be able to hold it here for a while.
Thank you. I didn't think you'd get valuable time to let the princess go in exchange for what I saw earlier.
Unaware of Matteo's leaking little whisper, Arnold laughed.
"Say it!! I have to!!... by the way, old man. I wonder if you have a properly chained iron ball. Sometimes you fight with your bare hands. I'm a flying device, you're bare, it's too unfair."
Matteo smiled bitterly at Arnold, who changed his exalted appearance and asked carefreely.
I don't dislike this young man's blue-smelling fair play spirit.
"I'm sorry. I don't have any more iron balls. It would hurt your pride as a warrior, but I'll let you fool me here. Forgive me.
Apologizing in his heart, Matsuo snorted the chains he held in both hands.
"... when the young man is taking extra care. My balls will crush your life with a single blow. Here's me and your one-on-one. I don't need a man to fight. It's not something that makes me feel bad."
"One-on-one... then, the queen is not on your side.... I can't believe you were abandoned."
Matteo smiled at Arnold, anxiously asking.
As far as the raptor is concerned, Arnold is a man of human affection.
Too much justice and resentment against the Queen.
He can be trusted.
Matteo decided to spend the rest of his life.
"... don't get me wrong. Her Majesty's... Scarlett's. You can't abandon someone. I forced myself to cry and stay. It's because of such a scarlet that neither this country nor its people will abandon it until the end....."
"Ha!? Nobody abandons me!? Don't be ridiculous!! That woman! My father! Mom! My brother...! I burned him in front of my eyes!! I didn't want to kill him!! I laughed that the burning smell of family meat was very similar!!"
Arnold's shape changed.
He shouted violently, blocking Matteo's words.
"... look!! Listen carefully!! Old man!! That woman put an innocent sin on my father!! If you admit that sin, my family promised to help!! My father believed in it!! So I was silently caught in the fire!! I wanted to die for my family!! And what did she do!!"
Arnold was screaming. Tears are overflowing.
"... I showed my mom and brother who turned into charcoal... to my dad!! They were on the contrary crying for his life in exchange for their own! That woman trampled on my family's feelings for each other!!... my father was weeping with blood... do you know what it was like to see the wreckage of my mother and brother burned to death while looking at my feet that I wanted to protect!!... do you know how I feel when I only saw it...!!"
Arnold's cheeks burst into tears.
"... all three of them weren't good enough to die like that. My father didn't say much, but he taught me a lot on his back... and Mom always greeted us with a smile and warm hands. My brother was bright, and I always tried to be proud of him and my mom...! When I was little, he always stuck to me...! He laughed at me without worrying about me while burning in the flames... they were the best family... unlike me... I shouldn't have died that way... but there was no way...!!"
Back in tears, Arnold exhaled.
"... I was chained to a geese string, bit by a monkey, and I was shown the whole thing at the execution site. It's tougher than dying... I can't forget the queen's cold, thin mockery..."
"... I see. Did you take away your loved ones unjustly? I don't know that pity."
Matteo meditated.
I remember Mary's smile like a flower blooming and her despair when she reunited in a cold state.
As Matteo took a big breath, he told Mary's smile in his heart.
"... don't worry. I know how he feels painfully. But no matter what they ask me, I believe in Princess Scarlett, who I've seen in my eyes. Mary, I'll protect whatever you want to protect. So stay there smiling, like always.... I couldn't protect you. That's why I won't cloud your smile in my memories.
Matteo looked up at Dawn.
Looking at Arnold with a big eye.
"I know how you feel. But still... Master Scarlett would never do such a thing. It's not like that. You misunderstand him."
Arnold was furious at Matteo's words.
"Don't be ridiculous!! Is that a lie to me who saw his outrage directly?!"
"... I don't think I can convince you in words.... your all-out bowing technique... shoot six shots at me. I'll take it all and show it to Scarlett."
"... hah!? What are you talking about!! Are you crazy? Why did you give me that woman's proof...."
Matteo laughed invincibly at Arnold.
"... this is insane. When you see your servant, you can know who your master is. And, unlike words, your attitude in places where you risk your life is untrue. You and the warrior will understand.... no matter what Scarlett at the execution site thinks, it doesn't match what I know about Scarlett. Her Majesty is all that's left of me. That's why I risked my life to prove Master Scarlett's innocence. Is there anything wrong with that? If you understand, why don't you come quick!! Or are you afraid of breaking your own assumptions? Boy...."
"... you're a scratch..."
Arnold stared at Matsuo.
It was an incredible sight to be able to kill people with your gaze.
Your hair is upside down in an intense, hot, clear rage.
Still, I slightly lost my eye because I remembered the look on Scarlet's face when I asked him before.
He pulled his lips and listened to Arnold's accusations silently, staring at him.
At that time, I saw my teeth in further anger, but when I remember now, I felt that there was something faintly glowing in my eyes.
I mean, it wasn't staring, it was the same look as when a child desperately endured tears.
If you were crying, why... because you were right about Matteo and you were dressed up for an innocent crime you don't remember. No, even if the Queen of a Nation cries for that....
Having thought so much, Arnold was stunned by one possibility.
You didn't feel sorry for me...?... so you're about to cry... stupid!!
Arnold turned back to Matsuo to get rid of his mistakes.
To honestly listen to Matteo's words, his heart-burning sorrow and pain were too deep.
But Arnold didn't lose his hold as a warrior.
"... that's fine. I'll listen to your words when you're well received. But if you want to incite me, you'll regret it. Seriously, I'm not halfway through my six shots."
The smoke became denser and the two could not recognize each other.
"... that's enough of your business. Words are not needed here. If you're a warrior, you can talk in martial arts."
Matsuo stepped on the stone floor.
That signaled the start of the fight.
Matsuo roared in his heart as he brought himself to life with severe pain running through the sky.
"... Mary, please!!... please give me your last strength!!... this time... I can protect the one I love!! Otherwise, I won't even be able to apologize to you in the afterlife!!!
"... uhhhhh!!"
Arnold shouts and throws an arrow.
The two thoughts intersect, and the arrow runs as a flash.
Almost simultaneously, the six arrows that flew through the air were like a swarm of large raptors approaching. Serious Arnold's six shots shatter stones and penetrate iron. Destroy the shields and advance. And then, for the first time, I slaughtered the opponent with terrible accuracy. (6) No one has captured all the shots alive.
With a nasty feeling of crawling his spine, Matsuo realized that he was caught by the sickle of the Reaper.
I only felt it when I fell into absolute death.
When I went through it twice in the past, I had the help of a friend who fled or fled.
But I didn't want to escape to Matsuo.
"... my feet won't move properly anymore. I can't even raise my arm. But I have this body left by my parents!! Come on, get up!! Remnants!! This is where the man's last step is!!!
Matteo's chosen path was literally to catch arrows with his body.
Matteo inspired himself and became royal.
An arrow through the smoke penetrated Matsuo relentlessly.
A shock enough to think that the bones would fall apart runs through the body.
I finally stopped falling.
Unlike arrows, Arnold's arrows have the power to be blown away just by touching them.
Blood bubbles erupted from Matsuo's mouth.
You have a concussion, and a blow makes you feel distracted.
My life flashes in my head as a horse running light.
I hated all over the world in my childhood.
There was a warm hand that saved me with my life.
A young woman, who was a foster care clerk, did not blame Matsuo for the serious wounds she was about to die wearing. I just smiled and stroked my head. Knowing that there was selfless love, he cling to the woman and cried, and repented. I decided to make the rest of my life work for the world at all.
I was able to honestly thank him for abandoning my misunderstanding of my father and mother.
The days of training, the laughter of all the Royal Guard, the nostalgic yelling of the Three Old Warriors, blows over your ears. Red Duke and Esseleed laugh.
Everyone's gone.
Still, I can't fade my memories.
They are still alive in their hearts.
"... as the last survivor, you can't show disgrace..."
Matsuo laughed.
Two and three arrows pierced his body with bones.
My consciousness burst out for a moment. The pain went away.
As your consciousness spreads into the darkness, a ray of light shines.
Mary's smile on the day of her death connected Matsuo's heart.
I liked helping Matteo get dressed.
When I saw her off, she gently kissed me on the back to make sure she was safe.
She is a cute person who doesn't want to be found out, but how much she encouraged me.
I don't know how much I loved you.
A happy feeling returns to your back.
Beyond my back now is what she has entrusted me to protect.
I can't just fall...!!
Matsuo excited and roared.
Severe pain returns to your body and you smile.
As long as you have senses, you can pass your will through your body.
Four bullets and five arrows fatally damaged his guts and flesh.
Your body is about to collapse against your will.
You lose your sense of equilibrium, and you don't know the heavens and the earth.
I can hear young scarlets in the distance.
"... Matsuo, hurry up!!"
When I was a kid, I liked getting my scarlet on Matteo's shoulder.
He was a scareless stepmother and was delighted to rush Matteo to a quick start.
Suddenly, she screams like a girl at the snake with her face out of the top of her head.
"... princess, you're too much of a stepmother. In this way, even though the Mansion Forest is dangerous...."
Scarlet responded with a full face to Matteo, who smiled bitterly at the snake with one hand.
"... don't touch the child. I know. But now Matsuo is in charge. That's why I feel safe. Because Matsuo is stronger and stronger."
My heart burns with an innocent, trustworthy smile with no intention.
Scarlet really believes that Matsuo is the strongest in the world.
"... ahh, but you, too, are in trouble. What should I do...."
Remembering his beloved father, Matteo broke his face to a cute and troubled scarlet.
"... this is a great honor for me. Would it be better to protect the princess at that time? To avoid betraying your expectations, we must protect Princess Scarlett."
On purpose, Matteo swears in a big tone, and the young scarlet smiles at Ehehe.
"... Mm-hmm!! Please!! Please, Matsuo, please!!"
He shouted and rubbed his cheeks with joy.
... that memory gave Matsuo his last strength.
"... I can't make a difference to that little day promise... now is the time to fulfill my vows...!!"
Matsuo, who was about to fall, stopped. Squeeze out a stubborn smile.
"The Duke of Red... I'm sorry, but only now will I be named the best warrior in the world!!!"
A flame of will burned in Matsuo's eyes.
The mind's thoughts exceeded the limits of the body.
The sixth arrow penetrates Matsuo's body.
Matteo took it, not to mention a slight movement.
... Arnold exhaled a lot after firing six shots at once.
Serious six-shot shooting imposes a disproportionate burden on Arnold.
Your whole body is sweaty and stuffy, and fatigue erodes your body.
Still, the next arrow was caught unabated because of the horror of Matsuo's Iron Ball.
Simple destructive force can outperform Brad.
Armored knights are disabled with a single blow per horse.
With Arnold's arrows, we can't even destroy the attached chains.
There was an answer.
But Matteo has the power to start arrows with chains.
One or two shots may have been hit, but the robust Matsuo won't stop.
Accelerated iron balls have incredible range and ferocity and can reverse the situation in one shot.
Arnold sighed nervously and asked how Matteo was coming out.
Once again, the wind was winding and the smoke was scattered.
The sight cleared and Matteo's appearance revealed.
Arnold's eyes were wide open.
Matteo stood with an unbelievable smile.
But his body looked like a spear.
All six arrows were ruthlessly pierced.
"... what are you doing...!! what are you doing...!!"
Arnold's scream approached the scream.
"... a stunning move... you won the match... but I've got all the arrows... and I'll keep my promise..."
The praiseworthy Matsuo's mouth was full of blood.
"... why... you must have started my arrow...!!"
At that time, Arnold realized for the first time that the blood was at Matsuo's feet.
"... what, that bleeding... that's not the blood of my arrow wounds...!!... you've been seriously injured from the beginning...!!... why didn't you tell me... this is... this is not a match...!!"
Matsuo smiled at his son as he shook his body and wept.
"... don't cry... pride... it's the same as the beauty of your technique... it's my fault you lied to me... yes... while you lied to me..."
Matsuo snapped the chains he held in both hands.
Pull it tightly. The chain was connected to two pillars.
"I've lost iron balls too... this chain is meant to be used like this... look at it...! Captain of the Royal Guard has made iron balls with chains for generations... that's why...!!"
Matsuo became a demon and squeezed out the power inside his body.
Steel muscles swell up with dizziness.
Blood sprays out from the wound, and the body is dyed red.
The chains tightened tightly, and the smudges and creepy sounds echoed, and the connected pillars broke and collapsed from the roots.
After exhausting his strength, Matsuo howled satisfactorily and fell from his back.
The chains away from both hands rang sadly on the floor.
Ceilings and floors resonate and cracks run through the walls of the entire room.
"... now I'm done with my job.... if you break two of the pillars, this room will collapse... it's the role of the former SS chief to stop the chaser... I didn't know about Scarlett... but I don't know if he..."
One after the other, the other pillars collapse.
Arnold closed his eyelids and exhaled heavily.
There is a lot of trouble.
But he couldn't stop wishing that a man like Matsuo risked his life.
"... Ok!! You win!! If you find the queen, I won't let anyone do it!! I'll listen to you again without preconceptions!! Promise to the pride of the warriors!!"
As Arnold screamed, Matteo raised his face and struggled, but his eyes were halfway down.
"... I can't wait. Then... get out of here... this place... is falling apart... and I... have to do the last thing..."
Matteo murmured and struggled to remove the embroidered Veil from his pocket.
Trembling hands no longer move properly.
But now I can protect my loved one. Matsuo was proud of my arm.
However, I noticed that Vale was stained with blood, and I gripped her without strength and smiled bitterly.
"... I don't think so.... in the afterlife... I thought you'd take it... but... after all this dirt... I'm still... an innocent man... and I've grown old since then... I wonder if Mary will understand me..."
A corner of the ceiling collapsed with the roar.
Wherever the burning flames got air, a blast broke out and took Veer out of Matsuo's hand and danced him into the air. The pillars collapse like trying to crush every matsuo.
Three arrows pierced the pillar like lightning.
The cracks ran through the robust marble pillars and scattered into the wood dust.
The power of the arrow did not stop there, but it wiped out all the pieces of the pillar from above Matsuo.
"... whoever or whatever it is, I won't let my respected warrior get in my way..."
Arnold glanced forward with his golden truncated eyes and raised a new arrow to eliminate the falling object.
But Matteo didn't see any shattered pillars.
In his eyes, he just saw Vale coming down quietly.
Matteo saw Mary in her bridal costume wearing Veil.
"... I'm sorry... did you come all the way to pick me up... what... are you crying for... as usual... won't you laugh at me..."
More than anything else, tears were floating in the eyes of a woman who loved her.
"... because I've met you again... the joy of reunion can't be expressed just with a smile, so I'm filled with tears.... that's why you can cry as much as you want. I'm really rude... stronger and gentler than anyone, a little clumsier... you're not different... I'm so tired.... welcome back."
I heard a yearning nostalgic voice, and the tears filled Matsuo's eyes.
"... I see... tears of joy for the resumption... then I wouldn't mind crying too shamefully..."
Mary nods gently.
Matsuo shook his hands.
"... shameful, and now it's time... to marry me..."
Without telling Matteo, Mary smiled because her eyes were full of tears, and her hands spread out into her chest. That was the answer. Matsuo's chest was about to burst out happily and she embraced Mary's luxurious back. I didn't even realize I was missing the arrow that pierced my body.
"... I love you. Master Matsuo... my pleasure cannot be conveyed by words alone... so hold me with your big hand with all your strength...!!... from now on, we will be together forever... forever. I'm not the only one. Come on...!!"
Looking at Mary's pointing at her cheek-dyed face, Matsuo opened her eyes.
Surprisingly, she stood up holding Mary in her arms.
"... Captain!! Congratulations on your marriage!!"
"It's such an idiot's big figure that I'm an expert... and that's what it's like to be a captain."
"... I've been waiting! Let me make a toast to the celebration!!"
The deceased members of the Royal Guard were waiting with a dear smile.
An unforgettable nostalgic glance surrounds Matsuo with a voice of joy.
Blessed paper snow blows.
"You guys...!!"
Matsuo's throat was choking with words.
Old soldiers scattered around the castle clapping with a smile.
And... three bearded old warriors stared at me with their bitter, crushed faces.
"... hmm, well, I don't even recognize you as a warrior. Look, I'm celebrating my growth and marriage, so why don't you come over?"
"At all, dress up like a big monk... because I don't like it, it'll devour me."
"I can't wait forever for such a good girl... if we don't succeed or fail with a cup. Don't expect me to let you go overnight."
The warriors with gray hair, white beard, black beard, and brown tea beard groaned in a mood, but their masks were warm. Tears fell out of Matsuo's eyes to three tough and nostalgic instructors.
They're not the only ones.
One after the other, the precious people who have lost their lives over time appear and join the circle of blessings.
"Cheers to the big idiot you should love!!"
The Third Old Warrior plays his head and the sound of hitting the cup rings.
Cheers, smiles and applauses flourish.
Now surrounded by them, who were supposed to be in memories only, Matsuo stood still and cried.
Mary in her arms wipes the tears with her fingers.
Holding Mary howling, Matteo burst into tears and smiled.
My throat is clogged with tears and feelings of perturbation.
The petals dance around.
"... the weepy groom... I'm sorry... it's a rendezvous at the corner... but I can't see your lovely face... with tears... Meer... Lee..."
... the murmur was intermittent and only slightly heard.
Ashes and dust dance around Matsuo, not petals.
... the neck of Matsuo sitting in the bloody clouds fell down.
The blast shakes Matsuo's hair.
With his body pierced by arrows, he quietly fell apart.
The dead face was tearful, but endlessly calm.
... Arnold didn't see the series of illusions Matsuo was seeing.
I just saw Vale flirting down and hanging on Matsuo's shoulder.
Still, from the murmur of death, I was able to know exactly what Matsuo wanted.
"... goodbye, Sir Valentine. She's good enough for you to fall in love with. Don't worry, I know what you're good for. Propose... I won't say no. You two will always get along in the afterlife...."
Seeing Matteo breathing, he meditated and offered his prayers, and Arnold walked away.
The ceiling and walls deflect and the pillars distort.
Fragments and smoke swallow Matsuo like an avalanche.
Arnold didn't turn around.
I thought it would be a courtesy to the warrior to keep only the majestic figure in sight.
My chest hurts because of the feeling of loss.
Arnold realized that he was not looking at Matsuo as a good opponent, but on his father's back.
A giant owl dances over the burning castle.
Flying day and night, this owl is Arnold's partner.
Arnold can share that vision.
Overlooking from above, Arnold looks down on the ground. You can grasp the battlefield in three dimensions.
Old soldiers staring at each other, laughing and holding their breath.
Few of the Queens tried to escape.
I saw my own allies sprinkling their stolen clothes and engaging in looting.
Arnold clasped at the opposite pole.
The majority of the rebels are Ukrainian.
Some bandits and outlaws.
If Serafi's Orange Chamber of Commerce hadn't been in charge of the supply and liaison network, it would have already caused an internal collapse. I thought I knew, but now that I saw the flowers in Matteo's death, there was something unforgivable about their shallowness in the pure Arnold.
Arnold's frustration turned into anger when he saw his two daughters being grabbed and dragged by lust.
They were familiar.
The maids who always served the Queen.
Borrowing Owl's eyes, Arnold noticed a group escaping in the dark before the siege.
They were all women, so they missed it without reporting it to the rebels.
Those maids must have been among them.
Arnold's hair stood upside down when the queen realized she was worried.
The queen who stayed in the castle to let the maid escape.
The maid came back worried about the queen.
Veterans laughed at the desperate battle to protect the queen.
Matsuo threw his life for the Queen.
Compared to that, we...!!
"... shame!! The crowd!!"
Arnold jumped into the corner of the balcony and squeezed his bow.
He was not only driven by the scumbags, but also by his anger, including his own.
Forged steel muscles rise from under brown skin.
"... it's Matsuo's old man. I'm... I'm underused, but this Arnold will take over the name of the guardian of the women and children on the battlefield on his own...!"
He pointed straight into space and fired five arrows at once.
And the five arrows ran up, tearing open the air, and vanished beyond the tower, drawing parabolas.
Arnold's skill is aerial projectiles.
From Arnold's position, I can't see where the maids usually are.
However, Arnold, who shares his eyes from above the owl, can shoot through the other side of the shield with a bowing technique that throws arrows at the mountain.
The first arrow penetrated the back of the hand of the man who tried to knock down the maid.
And the thug's nostrils that were screaming, and four arrows that flew almost perpendicular, stood on the ground at equal intervals, and blocked between them and the maids. The arrangement of walls in a straight line was a clear warning not to raise your hand.
The owl jumped down without a sound, stopped the arrow and turned into a tree, staring at the area.
The outsiders who realized it was Arnold's owl pulled themselves out.
Originally, Arnold was famous for his hate of assaulting women on the battlefield.
It is feared that no matter how far away you are, you will be able to drop an arrow of judgment and never escape it. They were reminded that it was not legendary but true.
Even though I can't see the archer from here, I was in a panic like a fire because of the fear of being shot for sure. She was about to run out with a faint scream, causing her legs to bend and collide with the ground. Unaware of all the scratches, she screamed her mouth like a cave and drowned desperately.
After leaving the maids behind and watching them run away as they rolled, the owl soared up again into the sky.
Arnold sighed as he circled over the castle to find out if there were any other women involved. I remember my best friend, Serafi, being depressed at the moment.
Before this attack on the castle,
"... Arnold, maybe we should rethink this fight. We may be making irreplaceable mistakes....."
I talked to her with a crying face.
At that time, I laughed at what was stupid, but now I can't laugh at all.
"Maybe I should have listened to him more seriously...."
Arnold's feet stopped, moaning with regret.
Because the owl's eyes on the horizontal flight caught the black flowers dancing under his eyes.
Black flowers dance through rubble and bloody battlefields.
Beautiful but terrible, it looked like the incarnation of the dark sky.
It was not a flower, but a woman in a black dress.
Arnold's spine became cold.
The woman laughed when she stopped walking.
Blonde hair glistens creepily at the fire.
The pale glare reminded me of the ice wall.
My mouth hangs like a moon.
The rebel flag, Alisa Diamandi, looked up at the owl and laughed at it.
It is not the homage of the god's "savior maiden", who is always harmless and helpless.
It was such a cruel sign that it shook the view of the owl far above.
Arnold clutched his fist by accident.
My palms became swollen with sweat.
I recognized the cold smile.
Although the figure was completely different, the cold gaze thrown at the queen at the execution site rose with horrifying clarity.
Arnold didn't hear it, but Alisa murmured with a pleasant laugh.
"... you've finally noticed. Stupid hunter. What does your meat smell like? Come on, you fools. It's time for the tragedy finale. Let me hear all the screams of my soul. Poor people, poor people....."
Alisa put her hands in front of her, and she had a carefree evil expression.
Black smoke drifts to the left and right like a curtain on the stage, paving the way for Alisa.
The last scene of a nightmare was about to start, trampling into people's minds.