287 287. 78. The Meaning Of Dawn (6)
Damn it, Vincent!
I barely swallowed a horse that protruded to the end of my jaw.
Then I found a way.
There must have been a way to avoid this situation.
"Well, that's how it happened. "
But my first words at the end of Zhang Go-go really bothered me to think.
It was natural that the outsider's eyebrows were raised at the same time.
"How did that happen? "
"Words have come to nothing. I just wanted to say that there was no other way. "
As soon as I heard the voice of Hangi spilling, I hastily added an explanation.
"It wasn't enough to evacuate the troops at the time, and there were over a thousand troops gathered in the fort right now, and the empire's strength was in one place, and losing them could not guarantee the future of the kingdom……."
I made up my excuses without hesitation.
"Once the dragon slayer was in power, it seemed like things were going to get rough. I'm looking at a fairy who mocks my knights in front of my eyes, so a thousand fires burst out of me, and even more so, even if they are wrong by the virtues of the fairy...."
It was better not to say.
"It wasn't my place from the start, and I wanted to do something stupid. I thought you and Maximilian would be one way or another, even without me. "
I also said things I should never have said.
Regret was immediately pushed.
But my stubborn neighbour was still speechless at that moment.
"If I can still defend the kingdom with one life, isn't it the best business left? "
My uncle's face was distorted.
Ahcha, I wanted to, but I couldn't contain what I had already taken out of my mouth.
"How did you live with that? "
After a while, the outsider rested and asked in a burst voice.
"It wasn't your place from the start, so just disappear. The rest of the seats can be filled by others, so even if you die as you are, there is no problem. I asked him if he had lived that way. "
Good. Emotions began to rise in the voice of an outsider who was sinking.
"What a pity. It's really good."
That was the beginning.
"Did you live with such a heart! "
The outsider burst into tears.
"You were only going to walk the flower road discussing independence! You didn't even realize where you were going to be king! "
In front of that Sussle Furan rage, I became a deaf man who ate honey.
"The irresponsible one! A coward! A coward! "
I poured out words that would be good if it were a proverb.
A reproach that no one else has ever heard of.
It was natural.
The only thing I said to be king was that I was an outsider, and I was an outsider, too.
It was not unusual for an outsider to rebuke me for complacency and cowardice.
Rather, I was awake.
I tried to protect the Kingdom, but I almost took down Dorian Kingdom.
If Ophelia hadn't saved me, it would have been Phyllis.
My uncle's vagina spilled like a storm.
I thought these were words I should bear.
I didn't even know that the sincerity in it was my desire for martyrdom and well-being.
I just decided to keep quiet.
I did. I certainly did.
At some point, my head became bruised.
My head rang in rage, and my back froze in a never-ending gill.
I thought about it.
Who Vincent looks like. I don't know who you look like.
He said it was a parabolic war.
Even then, the nagging of the outsider was continuing.
If I could fill my belly with nagging, I'd probably be dead by now.
I'm so dumb, I'm starting to feel sleepy.
"To be honest, that's not what a loner would say! "
In the end, I choked and listened.
"What?"
"What did you do to the outsider! I said we should fight together! You left me halfway between the Orcs alone! You didn't leave everything to me when you said you were leaving the job behind! "
"There was no other way back then. We have to save the rest of them....."
"Irresponsible and cowardly! "
I gave back what my uncle said to me.
"You know how I felt then! When an outsider is not seen buried among the Orcs! Do you know what it was like for me to be helplessly on a horse and watch him? "
At first, it was a simple procedure.
"I was an outsider then! Do you know what it's like to be left alone? "
When I spoke, my emotions were blessed.
"Surviving like a bad boy comes first! At least the Ballerhards don't deserve to say that to me! The Valrhad bloodline is not the one who cares more about my life than anyone! "
"…… that's the way the Valrheads have lived, the way they will live. "
I wondered if the horse door was blocked and the outsider put up an awkward excuse.
"Then I guess I'm a ballerhard too. "
"That's what I mean. "
"What else doesn't make sense. Half the blood flowing through this body belongs to Baleard. "
"… anyway, you can't. "
"Oh, my God, there are all those things. "
"Aren't you the one who should lead this nation? "
"Well, there was nothing to protect and lead the Valrheads. "
"I chose to keep it. "
"That's very sophisticated. I did, too."
"You sound like a horse. "
"General Picha."
I was questioned by Barack Obama.
"Stubborn. A butterfly who doesn't know how precious my life is. Even if you think about it and tell me, you know how to eat it! "
"Let's go to the lower east gate!"
Until the camp fell apart, they raised their voices and fought with one another.
"Well, let's say it is. "
"Yes, that's good."
Me and the outsider took a short breath and picked a horse.
"Promise me."
"Promise me."
Then I took my mouth off at the same time.
"I will promote a way of life, even if it is different. "
"Whatever happens, I'll survive like a bad boy. "
The opponent didn't even wait.
"I will survive like an evil man. "
"So do I. "
I just said what I had to say to each other.
"Promise. "
"I will keep an eye on my father. "
I threw up all that was in it, and there was no power in my whole body.
"I'm sleepy. "
"Go to sleep."
The outsider sat in bed.
I closed my eyes.
I fell asleep.
"I heard your mother's story. "
I heard an outsider's voice as the horses swarmed.
"I intend to take the value of my own blood a thousand times. "
I roared a little.
But leave a little bit of my share.
I'll try.
I think I heard that answer.
But I wasn't sure.
By then, I was already half asleep.
* * *
Since then, there have been many changes in the Kingdom.
After defeating the monsters, the elite legions of the kingdom that had been assembled near the crown began to be deceived, and the Grand Master was transferred to Fort Silver Lion as a whole.
Among other things, the greatest thing was the kingdom's celestial power.
"The Thousand Degrees story came out a long time ago. "
Siorin, who was busy without a bird in the snow, came to me at my feet to tell me about the sky.
"The matter was not as easy to decide as the matter was, but this time, His Majesty finally made a decision, thanks to the fact that some of you had made the royal palace a shameful field. "
Siorin, who said that, stared at me.
If you can, put me in your mouth and try to chew me thoroughly without filtering.
It's too harsh.
"Hmmm."
But I was guilty of sin, and I was moderately dumbfounded.
"So my lack of support is over? "
Siorin looked at me like it was ridiculous.
"Phew. His Majesty's war will is more firm than ever. I intend to take full possession of the unit for long-term gain, even if it is somewhat time-consuming and costly, beyond simply hitting the Empire's strongholds and castles. "
Then I continued to say what I had to say, as if I had heard nothing.
The explanation was that if you want to respond quickly to the imperial war that is about to happen, you need to know that the sky is inevitable.
That's why the front has been moving south for a long time because of the territory I ripped off by the Three Princes of the Empire.
"But it's not the end of the war. Do you have a plan already? It's not like Cheonado is packing up and sneaking around the house. "
Cheonado should pour out money and manpower as he can. I wondered if I would be able to defeat such a masseuse to the present kingdom.
"Right now, it will be a form of friendship for you. As the war progresses, everything else will move a little bit under the troops. "
"No matter how urgent. "
"It's urgent. Cancer, it's urgent. But what should I do? Your Majesty is determined by the will of the Nambees. I'm just following you as a servant. "
That's how Siorin's eyes died.
I haven't seen him in a decade, so he looks old, and there's a lot of work to do.
"Sleep well? "
"Thank you so much, but I don't think you're going to be one of the two people who made it impossible to ask for more sleep. "
I couldn't get my horse out of the way, so I turned my back on my horse.
"How are things in the south? All you have to do is ask about the war, and everyone's out of their way. "
Siorin stood up in his place instead of answering.
"Oh, really. "
Then he said that he thought of leaving the room as it was.
"Arwen, the kid. "
"Uh, what happened to Arwen? "
"Oh, nothing. "
He frowns and asks why Arwen's name came out unnecessarily, but Siorin shudders at him with an exaggerated tone.
"No, in all these cases...... I have to finish what I was saying when I wanted people to talk! Count Siorin, Earl Kirgayen! Prizes!"
Siorin never came back, even if he called out in a heartbeat.
How many times have I sent someone since, but I just came back to ask Arwen directly.
So I asked Arwen.
"Actually......."
She explained the autonomous species, which she hesitated about before.
"No! Never! "
And I jumped.
Arwen sighs in distress.
"We have to go. It's still too late. "
"At Whom's Will! "
I yelled over and over again, snapping my head.
"Your Majesty."
I did not answer.
"Your Majesty, look at me. "
I pretended I didn't know until the end.
"Please let me feel at ease on the front lines."
But in that clumsy tone I finally had to turn my head again.
The black eyes were looking at me.
I feel a heartache because I'm facing that look.
I knew it.
Arwen was a benefactor of the kingdom before he was my knight. It was not just a gifted man, but a talent who lacked both the strength of his own life and the ability to command his own army.
Besides, there's a lot of practical experience.
After the war with the Orcs, the Empire came out with me through the limbs. In the ensuing war with the Empire, he was able to take on a vast front and not push a single blow.
It was only my greed to keep her by my side.
I know, I know.
Her appearance as a wretched corpse was not erased.
I was anxious if I didn't leave it nearby.
It wasn't just her.
Vincent, Carls and Eli were all the same.
If Eli hadn't made that mess, he'd have made a decent excuse, too.
I just frowned on my frustrated mind.
Ugh.
Arwen suddenly kneels before me.
"I swear allegiance to Prince Idrian Leonberger, the eldest daughter of Kirkayenga, and dedicate the sword and the rest of my life to the Prince. "
Then he said to me in a solemn tone.
"Do you remember?"
I didn't have a jaw to remember.
That's because the first article I collected was a vow to me.
"The things I was going to dedicate to you at that time were never like this. "
Arwen raises her head and looks at me.
"What I wanted to dedicate was not just to look at and follow His Majesty's back. "
A star-like sparkling eye grows feverish.
"Knight Arwen Kirgayen's sword and his own life. "
The voice was also tormented before.
"I'm going south. I will fight there. And so. "
She drew the sword of waist dance, and offered it to me.
"As Knight Arwen Kirgayen, I will give you all that you have accomplished. "
I looked at Arwen quietly.
Seeing that unshakeable expression and gaze, it seemed that it would no longer work if I tried to force it.
"I didn't really send Eli to the South. "
I had a fujim coming out of nowhere.
A thoughtful Arwen would have guessed why I was just watching Eli head south.
In the meantime, I would have looked back at myself without saying anything.
After seeing the stature of the outsider, I will ponder again and again.
We decided to head for the battlefield, even if it was broken, rather than stay as it is.
Arwen Kirgayen was the one I knew.
"Hm."
I turned around and lay back.
"Your Majesty."
Arwen called me back.
"…… go."
"Your Majesty?"
"Go."
I decided to respect her will as much as I could, but it wasn't easy.
"You don't have to give or take a few triumphs to defeat a shitty enemy. "
Then I felt like I was throwing an oil field without even knowing it.
"I'll try."
I slowly raised my body from the bed.
Until then, Arwen, who was still on her knees, stood up with her back extended.
Then he approached me and hugged my torso.
"When I see you again, I hope you're as strong as ever. "
"…… don't get hurt. Don't overdo it. I don't need any victory. Pick the right guys and fight."
"A little while ago, you didn't have to sacrifice your triumph." "
Rarely, Arwen smiles and hands over the farm.
"I don't know. I don't remember. "
I put a chin on her shoulder as I slaughtered her mouth.
"So don't get hurt. "
"… don't forget that even though your body is separated, your heart is always with you."
Listening to her voice, more comfortable than ever, I said a few times.
Let's meet again.
* * *
Soon after Arwen left, Vincent came to me and told me that he was also headed for the front line.
"Yes, go. Go. Just leave it all. "
I had already experienced a similar situation once, so I was able to maintain some level of equilibrium unlike the first time.
"Don't you get it? You couldn't send me to the rear until a while ago. "
Vincent raises his head as I act so eagerly.
"You can catch it and you'll go. "
"Don't you still have to pretend to be a catch? "
"Then don't go. "
"We have to go. "
"Then go. "
Vincent was a faint face.
I still have to cancel now, but Vincent said to himself.
I said, "Is war a joke?"
"Who's what? I've just done it. "
That's all the pranks.
Vincent said to me with a serious face.
"Don't worry about the wires, just focus on restoring yourself. If you stay still, I will bring you the Victory Medal."
The need to eat well, the need not only to swing the sword but also to cool the head appropriately, followed by nagging for a while.
I just sighed in the same attitude that I never stopped nagging even in my yard.
"I'll pick up the head of the tallest one and send it to you. Stay tuned. "
"All right, Vincent, you better watch your head. Don't make me roll over from Amen's. "
"…… I think it's a bad joke. "
"I feel bad. "
For a while, the words came and went.
"Oh, really. I forgot to tell you. "
He's been buzzing for a while, and Vincent reminds me of it.
"I am the commander. "
Somehow, the grumpy air tone is powerful.
This is the attitude even though I know where I can't go to the battlefield until I balance the Qi.
I can't take it anymore.
"Just go! "
I yelled.
* * *
After a week, Arwen and Vincent left the kingdom.
I climbed the wall and watched the journey quietly.
Two legions of orderly kingdoms and a knight of wire.
"Fight! Win! Come back, sons and daughters of the kingdom! "
The king on the White Horse wished him luck on the day before the soldiers and knights headed for the front line.
"Long live the kingdom of Leonberg! "
"Northern Prince! Show them the time of the Empire! "
"Knight of Steel! I wish you luck in your future days! "
Citizens rushing to the gates cheered eagerly.
A different atmosphere from the past when you had to go to war as if you were floating in front of the Imperial Declaration.
Bang!
The soldiers and the knights rolled their feet in unison and replied.
Chuck! Chuck!
Vincent raises his hand.
The roar and shouting became more frequent.
Fully static.
Ugh.
Vincent raises his head and looks at the wall where I am.
Others raised their heads one after the other. Everyone looked at me as if they had made a promise.
You say one thing.
Vincent shook his lips.
I drew the sword of the waist dance instead of the answer.
Oops.
It was a twilight for him who made it, but when he came to me, it was a sword that came to dawn.
There is nothing better than this sword to teach those who go forth for the glorious mornings of the kingdom.
Aggravation!
I gathered the light at the end of the sword and spread it into a dark world.
I recited it small in my heart.
Only those who bear the brunt of the night can welcome the dawn.
Everywhere the dawn's armies go, let the light be with them.