Fly the Flag of Fire!

The civilian standing on the side, the martial officer standing on the wall, even the figure in the painting on the wall at the end, is making his eyes flicker and peek at this one. He chews on a murmur in his closed mouth and fantasizes that he's not even busy in the poor minister's head. He is so sure.

(You fools. I don't know anything about this guy!

Count Matthias Herlevi was rubbing his front teeth with his fingernails as he walked around the entrance hall of the Territorial Castle with Soissois. My nails and teeth have been twitching because I have been going on since the early morning, and I am making a cuckoo noise in small pieces. My stomach is just cold and I don't even feel like having breakfast.

One of the soldiers rushed in there, and Matthias showed a bouncing response, but never rushed over from himself. Pull his jaw, open both legs and wait for the soldier.

"I saw the cavalry! We'll be at the gate shortly!

"Uhm! All right! I don't care if you're a soldier or a prisoner, you can bring Her Royal Highness here safely! Accessories, accessories, tell him to stay alert until the end of the day and do his job!

Matthias curled up and issued several more orders. Expand the cavalry line in front of the gate in place of the princess's line, and the gate shall be closed, and the archers shall be lined up on the wall, and the martial law shall be thorough unto the city, and the soldiers and the people shall immediately arrest him for any suspicious act.

Eventually, the carriage entered the Castle, and if the princess appeared in the entrance hall, Matthias knelt down with majesty and courtesy as perfect.

"I sincerely regret that I was in danger to Her Royal Highness, and that it is lamentably the foolishness of the unhappy in our realm, and I am deeply and deeply ashamed of our genius wonder, which I could not yet detect. This in the first place..."

Overlapping words as they stared at the cobblestone on the floor, it was blocked by the hesitant samurai samurai's voice. Matthias suppressed himself when he nearly pounded his tongue. There shall be no obstruction of the mouth of any man but the royal family. But on the other hand, for it is also difficult for him to speak in front of the royal family.

"His Royal Highness the Princess has left you, for starters..."

In an attempt to continue, Matthias realized that both the footsteps and the sound were strange. If you look, the princess is rowing the boat nagging as she stands, and the samurai samurai supports it with desperate shapes and keeps it upright. Mathias enjoyed another tongue beating.

No nobleman knows the ignorance of the third princess Paulina. No political, no economic, no beauty as your lady. He is a man who has the sole right to inherit the throne and is merely outnumbered.

But Matthias doesn't hate this princess. Because I refuse that there are only two kinds of royalty. In other words, he is a royal who spends gold and a royal who does not spend gold. He is a superior heir to the throne compared to a second princess or something who wears many Kwynn textile dresses and mistakes decorating herself with jewelry for work or something. Though fools are fools.

"... be good to Her Highness the Princess. Do your duty."

If you can tell him, the samurai samurai took the order in awe and went away with the princess. It is an unexpectedly sighing Matthias. I have to say it again later. That's the point, and within that logic, we just have to deal with our own responsibility issues.

"Congratulations first, my lord"

The people who say that in this situation are determined. Captain Axeli Arnell. He is a proven man on both military and territorial reconnaissance missions and captain of the territorial capital cavalry. What a useful man for Matthias, but also a man who feels unscrupulous somewhere.

"What is it that you congratulate? It was reported by the early horses, but I thought all the hundred graduates of the infantry were conspirators"

"Ha. Half slaughtered. Half captive. I'm leaving you alone in the barn, but why don't we interrogate you?

"It's not necessary. I caught that fool, too. There's nothing more I can do than interrogate that."

I thought of the man who was crying in prison, and Matthias had a headache. What has gone astray...... The man who planned the assassination of the third princess is captain of the Infantry Corps of the Reichstag.

"How was the road better than that? Did the horse thief leave? There are also rumors that imperial soldiers are breaking in. Is it safe around the territorial capital?"

"We let the returned hundred horsemen run straight to sentry duty. The nine hundred rides you picked me up, well, they all said to hand it out in front of the gate."

"Um, I trust the infantry. This can't be happening, this...!

Now it is Matthias, who hath spoken his tongue without any groaning. There are three thousand standing armies in the territorial capital, which are easily and equally divided from the military race into cavalry, infantry and archers. The war supremacists point out that the organizational chart they cut into its side-by-side divisions is impractical, but it's a great army formation that can produce factions and cut operating expenses if you let Matthias tell you. I don't need hands and feet that are difficult to move.

Of those three thousand, a hundred of the infantry troops tried to assassinate the princess, so it's a hell of a story. It was the infantry captain who ordered it, and at the dawn when it was done, he believed that he was the colonel of the leadership... the captain of the three units, and that Matthias now concurrently held the post of lord... and that he could emerge to it.

It's ridiculous. Matthias has renewed his conviction that military personnel and others are trustworthy. On the day of the assassination of the princess and others in the territory, it has been decided on the death penalty to be exhausted, for example, by the military personnel involved. Matthias himself just can't do it. Whatever your life is, you are certain that your territory, your position, and your title are in danger.

Moreover, the court situation is extremely unfavourable for Matthias. Matthias, who has been smoked by the military for a long time from wasting and loathing the war, sighs because even within the nobility the warring factions only gain momentum, and it is the first princess Eleonora who is at the head of it. The truth is that I want the king to regain his health as soon as possible. In the first place, it is the King's intention that Matthias governs the northeast, an important area of the barracks. I have done my duty solemnly without a shortage... but I cannot deny that there are stains.

He is a horse thief. Each time an overlapping raid caused a stalemate that could not be ignored in the plans to transport military supplies. That means we've slowed down our front-line battle enrichment. Even now, when horse thieves have lurked the ringing, Mathias is seen with disbelief by the military and the warring factions.

In that, he said, there are disturbing rumors about Matthias flying around in the king's capital these days. There was nothing to be ashamed of about his view of the war as his personal conviction, but it was heartless to be told that he had gone with the intention of stagnating the transport plan. Says there's something horrible about the excitement of the warring nobles. If you allowed the princess assassination and other things in the realm at this time now... I can only think of an abominable future for Matthias.

In that sense it was certainly something to be congratulated on. As a result of the struggle of the man in front of him, the worst was spared. But Matthias just frowns. It is also the man in front of him who took the princess far out of the castle to heighten the danger of assassination.

"... how do you see this, Captain Arnell"

"What do you say?

"It's about future moves! Even if Master Paulina was safe, we can't hide the fact that there was a raid. Master Eleonora comes right across the river. How... how does it work? What can I do......!

Now Matthias is surrounded by unprecedented things. Besides, it's all a kind of trouble that can't be measured by numbers. This kind of situation was what he hated most. I like to prepare them carefully and handle them lightly. I thought that everything should proceed in peace, and that it should be avoided, such as dealing with just the right thing to do.

"Murder is murder where it's reduced. I thought we shouldn't let this place turn to luck."

Unexpectedly, he heard a word of bright impression, and Matthias looked seriously at the face of his own men. We know this man is Akegami on something. Attitude is a difficult but brilliant man. Otherwise I will not deposit the elite cavalry of the Hellevy Army.

"... let me know"

Matthias weighs his brains more than his flesh. Some degree of trust in this man... at least the greatest trust in the martial arts officers in the realm is not the reason for martial arts or military talent. by virtue of the merits of picking out injustices in the territory and righting distortions of things with reason. I had terrible thoughts.

"To repel the assassins, I used the villagers. It is only natural as a people to cooperate with us, but among other things, the son of the village chief protected Her Royal Highness with remarkable work. If you honor this dedication as a tribute to the people, you can show that the realm is full of loyalty to the kingdom until you are on the brink."

That seemed like a cheap way to pay and get high. Matthias calculates. Hellevy territory these days is said to be a recoil no longer damaged by horse thieves or a land pattern with strong people such as merchants and villagers. Matthias is satisfied that tax revenues will rise as planned, but some feared it as a loosening of dominance. There's a lot to gain from beauty stories to make the outside world better. It is unfortunate in this situation.

"Hmm, isn't that a good idea?"

It is Matthias, who seems to have returned a little to his body.

"Well, that would be nice to know about the Reich, but, well, the problem is the Reich."

Oh, man. It's a problem, Matthias wanted to strangle that neck that shook beside him. This guy has this place. Which brings me to extra naivety. Matthias thinks it would be useful if he could just drag out the contents of his head without going through this mouth.

"Because the assassin is the leader, there's no way you can exalt the battle power you want to fight for it. Because we're fighting each other. This will have to show military pride at another cut. So there's a proposal."

Don't close one eye, don't put your index finger up, tell me ahead... it's Matthias who can handle all of that.

"By Your Highness's decree, we will set up Her Royal Highness's SS."

The word struck Matthias with a strong shock, and shook him with the certainty that he had found a way to live. A man who should have dared to crush his eyes and crushed his fingers, suddenly appeared in his eyes as a charming figure inside. That was definitely a plan.

SS.

It is an army independent of both the leadership and the national army. The great difference with the “Knights" with similar characteristics lies in serving the Lord. In that the Knights are a private army of leading nobles, whereas the SS is a private army of royalty. And due to the difference, I can get financial assistance from the state treasury. A royal privilege.

And there is no SS as one in the current kingdom of Asuria. This is also why the Wang Capital is in the safe zone, but above all because of the intimate relationship between the nobles and royalty that make up the faction. You don't need to organize SS because the Knights move as a private army of the royal family. Rather, it becomes a testament to mutual mistrust.

But the only third princess, Paulina, is in a different situation.

She is completely isolated and factionless within the nobility. There is not even a woman officer, and it is best to welcome the daughter of a country knight to the samurai samurai. That's how she put her life at risk. One Earl worries about it as a matter of damaging the Kingdom's prestige. Yes, it is not the discipline of the leadership. Heat and strength return to Matthias' body.

"Right... right! You're important to be a SS, not a Knights!

"Ranari. If you are a SS, you will not host it as inaugurated by Your Excellency, so you will not have formed a faction around Her Royal Highness the Princess. Left of proof that loyalty to the kingdom is therefore an imperative and takes the assassination attempt on Her Royal Highness more heavily than anyone else. And..."

Finally, one eye and one index finger again. Don't wear it. But Mathias forgave.

"The SS is supposed to pay for the treasury, so it will be well compensated for what your Excellency has funded."

Matthias laughed in a good mood. That's why I didn't notice. Feel your choices engraved in the history of the continent. I was laughing unaware of anything at this moment, now labeled in bold as an extremely important event. He could see the way out of his predicament. I didn't give a shit about the way the cavalry captain was looking next door or anything.

And one army is formed in the Kingdom of Asuria.

Army for the Third Princess. There is only one SS in the kingdom.

White cloth, a treasure of Paulina. Her specialty cooking practice noodles. Built as a symbol of those two is a white, long shelving military flag… call it the "White Stream Flag"; it is a thousand and five hundred armed groups that fly it.

The captain of the regiment is former Captain Axeli Arnell. He was the person who solved the attempted assassination of the third princess and a soldier who was captain of the cavalry of the Herevy leadership. The trust of Lord Earl Hellevy is also thick, and he who may have headed the entire leadership as a Colonel of the Leading Army to go, but felt the resentment of the incident happening more than anyone else and risked his life for the launch of the SS... so announced.

The men gathered by his call say that it is precisely the heroes of loyalty in Hellevy territory. Five hundred elite horsemen volunteered from the Leading Cavalry, five hundred graduates more eager than the Leading Infantry to shed tears at the foolishness of their colleagues, and five hundred more willing than that Hackinen Guard to help secure the territory. Among them are the names of former Sergeants Yarucco and escort cadres such as Oiva, who also received congratulations from Baron Hackinen.

And the name of one boy was on the end of the roster.

Marco, son of the village chief of Kiko Village. A 13-year-old boy with dark hair and blue eyes, he said he was active during Paulina's crisis. Count Hellevy praised his loyalty and courage and tried to welcome him as the adopted son of the branch, but the boy solidified it. Until he said he was a people and a people. In addition to his abnegation, his name is known throughout the kingdom with beauty talks. That he is the book of the people of the kingdom.

Yes... Count Matthias Herlevy is not the only one. Everyone was missing something. I didn't realize. It was like I didn't know what was about to start.

It was in the fall of that year that the White Stream flag hung on the battlefield.