Unnamed Memory

Who was danced, it would not yet have been possible to conclude that at this point.

Everyone was trying to trap everyone. It was the raid that took place on it.

What you need to win is information, and power.

- It was a comedy scene, contested with blood.

The Balsian soldiers who broke into Mensan's fort by a transfer formation were cutting ties with the soldiers who responded as they pushed forward into the fort.

Apparently, the magicians who went to stop the werewolf smoke were murdered by someone, but the directed second party has managed to wipe them out. But the amount of time wasted by then means a lot. You should have thought this was passed on to the exercise army.

Barcia's commander said, "Hurry! Push it in!" he takes the sword as he scolds the soldiers.

Mensan's army, which had no magician, was gradually forced to lose because it sometimes failed to prevent the other party's magic. Eventually they are driven to the living quarters where the families of the soldiers are located.

"Don't retreat! I can't do this any more! Hold on!"

If they break through where they are now, the damage will spill over to some powerless woman and child. Mensan's martial officers aroused his men as they grabbed the sword that began to spill. If you look back, you can see in the shadow of the door the mother holding the girl and trembling.

Originally, non-combatants were magically able to escape before they were stepped into the enemy. But now I can't do it either. While shielding the near-arrows that could be fired, they just hoped that the exercise troops out there would return as reinforcements as soon as possible.

A single arrow plunders the toe of the martial officer as he sews through the gaps in the shield. He clenched his sword and put his strength into his hand.

But then, accidentally, there is no sound from the world.

"... what?

It took a little time for the man to look up. That's how all of a sudden we lost sight of the enemy.

With caution, he still looks beyond the shield to ascertain the situation. And suddenly I lost myself.

"... why..."

Sure enough, the Balsian soldiers were pushing us into the hallway until earlier.

They felt as if they had been having nightmares before, as they were not seen anywhere but one.

It's time for the tide.

Tinasha shrugs looking down at the training ground from above the walls. A man who refrained next door bowed his head.

"General Millard seems to have arrived as well. Later..."

"Barcia's transfer seal and the breaking of the castle gate here? Shouldn't I break the gate?

"He said he didn't mind either. If only the general would let us in."

She nods without laughing when she sees the Balsian soldiers hitting the training ground.

Now we're all set.

Prepared battlefield. The scene of the parade. On top of that, people dance at the stake of victory and death.

It's up to a person's instrumentality to realize they're being danced or not. And to the soldiers of Balsia. You won't want that at all.

The woman, who interfered slightly with the power of the mighty, waved to drive away the man next door without looking.

"Okay. Barcia, let's make a little mistake. You go back to your report."

When she abandons it, the woman stops. Soon she jumps from the walls to the inside. The man the Lord had commanded her not to get hurt changed his complexion. I rush to call the woman, but barely swallow it.

- Perhaps you don't have to worry about that.

The woman who forcibly transferred all the soldiers who were attacking inside the building to the training ground. It is immeasurable how much that power is. I guess she won't die. Instead, it must come back intact. Because it is the vibrancy of its existence that fascinates the Lord, and he is trying to put her aside.

"Will that be the princess... Terrible."

No one answers a man's sigh.

It's just that when he looks back, Millard, who arrives using the transfer gate, leads a handful of soldiers and pushes them to the gate - he just saw such a sight.

Millard, who returned to the fort with only three hundred soldiers in a transfer, made his expression look at the air clearly different from normal times.

From beyond the closed gate, you can hear a slight metal noise with armor or swords. Everyone who saw the situation without a soldier on the lookout understood the anomaly.

"Break the gate!

That was all the life of the general, but there is no hope for the soldiers whether it can be fulfilled or not. If we are defensive, it is a fort that approximately three hundred people are confident will not break.

I didn't know what was going on inside, but if I did badly, it could also mean I'd stay stuck here until the rest of the exercise army rushed in. But that being said, you can't just get stuck doing nothing. The soldiers under orders try to rush to the gates, even as they guard over the walls.

It was then that thunder ran under clear weather.

They look up for a moment in the white light that illuminates the sky.

Just for a second or two. But by the time I saw it, the change was already happening. At the same time that everyone was distracted by the sky, the roar boiled.

A crack ran on the wall in front of them at the end of their sight, where they shifted their gaze. High walls start to sound and collapse as if the stone was broken with an iron hammer.

Huge fragments of the wall fall. The soldiers hastily avoided those stone debris. Smoke can get into the neighborhood.

No one can say anything too much. Some of them prayed to God.

But after the astonishment ran through them, the soldiers of Mensan saw the broken wall and drank their breath.

Beyond the "broken" walls, beyond the gap that allowed them to penetrate, the soldiers of other countries were similarly staring at them with dismay.

"That. I was going to break the gate. A little off. So next time… should we ask the people inside to fight back?"

A voice that no one will ever hear disappears into the sky.

No one will know that it belongs to the woman who was once called the strongest.

Millard was certainly a cutter as a soldier.

When the situation is quickly understood by enemy soldiers visible from a slight gap, they are ordered to use narrow gaps to intercept the enemy while at the same time sending out an early horse to begin contacting the successor.

Balsian soldiers, on the other hand, remained unable to be free from great agitation following a sudden shift and the collapse of the walls. In addition to that, shortly after rebuilding the confused chain of command, an army led by Millard strikes from the gaps in the walls.

"Fight the enemy! Don't be frightened, push back!

An unpredictable reprimand of anyone's struck down the Balsian forces. Moved by that voice, the soldiers rush to start moving against the walls.

Towards the gap between the walls from the training ground, a thinly protruding formation began to intercept the army that had turned back from the exercise. That would have looked terribly odd from the top. Until earlier, it was rather Barcia who cut the narrow passage into the interior of the fort for backwards. But the same thing is being done back by Mensan now.

Of the soldiers packed into the training ground by Tinasha, those who were judgmental ran out to step inside the building again.

But in front of them stands the garrisons who have regained the magician and made an attitude.

As if they had been set up to do so from the beginning, the woman, who sat upstairs in a window with the Balsian army that could not be sandwiched and fought satisfactorily, looked.

I don't see any emotions in her beautiful appearance. War, hostility, and pity.

The woman puts up her white hand just as she sees what is decided, and produces a flame there.

"- Burn it down."

Magic thrown into the midst of the training ground.

It was the blow of an arrow that led the battle into a more tragic confusion.

When the walls collapsed without hesitation, Raju was convinced that she was involved there.

It's not something anyone can do. Rather, no one can. Except for some magicians with very different powers.

"... Tinasha"

What are you doing and where are you? A rush is about to arise from the sound of the sword trident.

Raju slipped into the front line of his allies as he pushed the enemy soldiers into the walls. Cut up your sword while avoiding enemy attacks and keeping your posture low.

His swinging tip precisely scratched the enemy soldier's throat. There is a red Shizukuishi on his face that leaves a small amount of childhood behind.

But Raju stepped straight into the back with no fright at all. Avoiding the sword that is struck from overhead halfway through his body, he sticks out his sword for the armor joint.

No screaming, no cursing, no word for shouting.

The only thing that swirls there is war and death without decoration.

The boy cuts forward as the blood, flesh and iron colour the uneven ground.

Looking forward to the raw, warm wind of blood that blows, Millard, the commander, was waving his sword with hateful eyes.

Though Millard was puzzled by the sudden situation, when he quickly switched consciousness, he began to focus on the annihilation of enemy soldiers as commander.

He skillfully moves his soldiers and enters the fort grounds, while taking his sword himself to the forefront. I thought the occasional explosions heard from the back were good fights by the remaining friends in the fort.

It doesn't mean that his reasoning is often wrong. In fact, the garrison, which was temporarily gone before Balsian momentum, was also now out and crossing more than one another with Balsia.

But it is not Mensan's magician who is creating the explosion, but one woman. Standing down among the single Balsian soldiers, she was sweeping away the soldiers around her with a vortex of flames, wielding unwrought magic.

A gaze of fear and hatred gathers upon her with her slender sword in one hand.

"Woman! Who is it?

"Come on? Know what?"

"You will need a name to carve on the tombstone!

"Then isn't it up to you to name it?

Tinasha received the blade of a man cut with anger with her own sword. Turn your left hand toward the man's head as you slide your opponent's sword over a thin body.

The man, struck with a bullet of compressed air in his forehead, bled out of his nose and collapsed. Those around them end up dead too different.

"It," in the shape of a beautiful woman, looked around at the men with a glossy laugh.

"Look, if you just stand there with me, you're gonna get slashed from behind?

The soldiers, who were paying only attention to her as fascinated, look back in haste at the words.

The war situation was no longer slowly leaning towards Mensan's victory at this time.

She was a beautiful girl.

She was such an adorable girl who was not so distinguished, but always attracted nature and gaze because of her victory.

Whenever I saw her in court or at a ball, his eyes followed nature and its appearance, and finally asked her parents to get to know her.

- - Being the daughter of a nobleman, she says she has a fiancée more than she did at a young age.

When he found out about it, he realized he was depressed, but laughed and returned, "I hope you'll be happy".

She seems to like her fiancée's man. I suffer from an understanding of what to do with a man with nothing to gain from him but a patchwork.

But the man of the day being liked keeps avoiding her. Not to mention I put her down and went to a castle fort on the far side.

I haven't seen her at a ball in a long time, and she seemed a little naughty. And he was dwelling in two eyes a dim light that had never existed before.

Speaking subtly worried, she smiles thinly, "I hear a man who's gone far has made a mistress" zero.

Her eyes were screaming when the woman hated her.

- I feel sorry for her.

That's why he answered her.

"Then I'll go and keep the woman away," he said.

Tinasha did not commit the foolishness of taking it from the front against the harsh blow waved down from the head.

Let the sword cut the sky by jumping back a moment early. She frowned shapely as she laid her sword unawares. As a faction, I admire a man who is an ally.

"What are you going to do?

"You showed yourself, you witch. You must have invited the enemy soldiers to the fort."

"Not directly"

"Don't make a fuss!

She avoided the sword striking her right again. Tinasha wants to tongue after all the trouble she didn't plan on doing.

Killing with magic is easy. But there's a problem with that.

If she is the key figure behind this plan, the man in front of her is the key figure on the table.

"General Millard. Your role is to command soldiers, control enemies and bring victory. It's a mistake to follow me."

"Shut up!"

Tinasha distanced herself three times from the sword of a man she seemed unwilling to listen to. I look with cold eyes at a man whose hatred was mixed with killing.

At all, I didn't think he was a hard headed man to this point. It looks very different from the reputation of being a "hang-up general". By and large, Millard was attacked where she was cutting off Balsian soldiers. I guess I'm totally blinded by the assumption that she won't try to leave the sword, even though it's something I'm likely to figure out at that point, such as which side she's on.

Tinasha gently twisted the opposing man. Intimidation occurs in the eyes of pitch black.

"It's probably time to get hot. What do you think your role is?"

"Don't talk smart! I promised Miss Radia I'd get rid of you."

She narrowed her eyes to the voice of a man who was in the midst of a conflagration and crawled through the ground. The smell of burning meat drifts from nearby.

Sobbing voice of wounded soldier. Dry wind to blow on.

The battle is not over yet.

Raju, who was fighting in a garden that had pushed Barcia into a mixed war, caught his eye when he found a woman across the smoke. With a slender long sword instead of the usual double sword, she's cut off from Millard for some reason.

The boy's consciousness switched momentarily when he saw a general who really waved his sword even though he said he was his little girlfriend. Cut down the enemy soldiers in front of you and you rush out the spot.

"Wait, Raju!

A voice of restraint from the side. But it wasn't just the voice that called. A man's hand reaches out and grabs his shoulder. Raju looked back at the opponent.

"Captain, we have to stop this."

"I'm fine, leave me alone"

"Either of you will die!

It is not an arrangement in archery. At least it's clear Millard is willing to kill Tinasha. She'll be able to kill a man if she cares about it again, too.

We have to stop it before it does. First of all, he wasn't willing to leave a human being intact trying to hurt Tinasha.

But Deface won't let go of his hand grabbing his shoulder when he hears Raju's words. Rather, it comes with strength.

"Don't go. The destruction of the Balsian soldiers precedes it."

"You can win now"

"No. It's not over."

Raju gently twisted his shoulder as he swallowed a tongue beating to his superior officer who wouldn't give in. Escape from Deface's hand.

But the next moment, the boy felt something and gave himself up. A dagger bursts right over my head.

"I won't let you go, Raju"

"... Captain"

Raju, who bounced backwards reflexively and took an intermission, breathed into Dephas, who lovingly laughed.

Long sword in the right hand of a man who often put on an archery.

And on my left hand - my dagger is gripped at some point.

Troop leaders often act with their men in troublesome retreats.

But the human being now in front of Raju was entangled in a completely different atmosphere, at least from the previous Defas.

Raju watches with surprise the superior officer who has become a double sword.

"What are you doing, Captain?"

"I just thought I'd chill your head. You don't have to go, Raju.... than that, you heard why so many people were coming to the exercise, right? I'll tell you what. His Highness Ezr's orders. It was His Highness Ezr who tipped Barcia off to break into the fort. Military opinion would be heavier if there were raids from other countries. So that one deliberately showed the gap and pulled Barcia into the fort. On top of that, I'm trying to get my kid Millard to take control of me."

"The prince? On purpose?"

"Yes. And those two are both human beings who give to His Highness Ezr. I don't know why we're fighting each other inside, but it doesn't matter which one dies. They are the masterminds of this case anyway. You can leave me alone."

Content that is distracting.

But 'you can leave me alone,' Raju raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling something in that tone. Open your mouth as you stare at the superior officer in front of you.

"If you two die, the other one... because His Highness Lias gains?

Deface didn't change his expression.

Just keep smiling, only the atmosphere sharply grinds.

Raju felt his guess hit the change. Stare at the man standing in front of you.

Two princes who have only heard their names.

Raju's appearance took risks knowing that the thoughts of those two men, who seem to be fighting each other, were affecting this raid.

"When the captain is a man of His Highness Rias, that's what you mean, isn't it?"

"Hired, to be precise. The martial arts officer was funny inside."

Are you an assassin?

"... how did you know?

"I've worked with people who use similar swords. She told the assassin she had learned the sword."

The discomfort I felt when I played the game with Tinasha. It showed a similarity to Deface's movements.

That's why her discomfort increased when she knew her master was an assassin. Because Deface didn't smell that at all.

A man who has been breached with his identity smiles a gloomy smile. The eyes that fit in the darkness were the same as those of the predators.

"Raju, don't get me wrong, okay? This one is really Ezle's fault. Otherwise, I can't change the number of people in the exercise. So... His Highness Rias is taking it backwards and trying to push Ezr. By multiplying the confusion and killing Ezr's hand and revealing the truth. I was, well, going to kill Millard... but you look way more dangerous, Raju."

"I'm not willing to say thank you for buying so expensive"

"Right. Then I'll introduce you to His Highness Rias, so why don't you come this way? You're gonna get past Millard."

"I refuse"

Is it true that Tinasha is giving to Prince Ezr?

I wonder what she's been doing in the meantime, not showing up for the last month.

But we'll find out later. Now, there's something else to do.

"Captain, the captain is going to kill her."

"That's a slope. I showed up and caged Ezr in a week. Don't be fooled, Raju."

"My lady, if I may."

Raju slowly sets up his sword. The man who looked like a sword tip was still laughing. I get nervous about that laugh.

"Captain... you've been relieving yourself."

During the match, the superior officer always looked at the gap and spoke of the interruption. He has never "lost" to a boy.

DeFas caught his lips and laughed at the kind of question that explored the bottom of the darkness.

"You bet, kid"

The man sets up a double sword.

It was sophisticated to kill people, one extreme appearance.