Fly the Flag of Fire!

When it comes to a lot of exciting entertainment to the public, much more to nothing and nothing more intense, is it still humans themselves? On the night of King's Capital, Adolf Maryaranta thinks that as a conclusion to nearly eighty years of his life.

"Well done. If you enter Kalisalmi territory for engaging, you will be pursued, and an intact Etheramaki army will approach you from the western border, and you have overlooked that army without a trace? Hmmm...... how did it go?

While creating a stubborn face, he strives to put his suspicion on the voice and even peek in sideways. Of course, your left hand is your hips and your right hand is your jaw. Adolph waits for his reaction, thinking in detail that the twist on his hips and the orientation of his legs would have been good.

"You seem convinced, above all."

It is Marco Hahato. He is a hero of the modern age and the wars of the last few years are a man who even makes you feel that everything is happening around him. No, or maybe it really is. Adolf self-assessed the new idea as novel. All in all, I knew that something dramatic would affect my surroundings beyond good and evil, but it was a thought.

Heroes do not appear in peaceful worlds. The man who was once called the brave was also at the heart of the storm. We're talking about whether the eggs are first or the parent birds first. Whether a storm invites a hero, or a hero calls a storm... well, I still have something that just sits and answers and just blows me to Adolf. I guess it's just the power of those who keep the times coming. I've had three sips of booze in search of momentum. It's as if it's lost its effectiveness, and I can't let it go away from my fears.

"I don't know if I'm convinced"

If you try to step in and stare, the answer is only one word.

"Too bad."

What a flat thing...... Adolph aroused that even as he wrapped his tongue around his heart, he had to get it to work with a sense of dynamism about his actual tongue. Because right now, he's in a position to question heroes.

Couldn't you have blocked the path? Anyway, your army is very fast. [M] So fast that it collapsed the great army of the south without ever bumping into each other. What was it... the Feilong formation?

"It's a formation of flying birds. Besides, we fought. There was a light cavalry in the rear as a reserve."

"This is disrespectful, he said he was. It's the same thing because you're kicking it in the balls. You and your cavalry are extremely powerful. And yet, it's like not moving while keeping an eye on your enemies, I wonder if they can help you point out your neglect of duty as General Ryu? I'm not going to call you a coward by mistake."

Speak quickly and overlap words. At the same time, Adolph never forgets to gesture, but he was also confused by it to ascertain the position of the water drain. I really get a lot of words when dealing with this wonderful and fearful person. It's hard to fix that, even if you know it. Take the cup in your hands under the guise of subtlety. The old man even groaned in his heart that it was something he was thirsty for.

"It was only if it was a cavalry of fire that we could reach that point and confirm the enemy's flag. And I am not short-sighted enough to carry out the unquestioned use of force with a sense of almighty power. Considering who the enemy general was, I think it was a praiseworthy decision for all the Four Horsemen of the Kingdom."

It is still difficult to move a hero. The appearance of sitting in that spilled chair, arguably the defendant's seat, is beautiful, even expressing pleasure by slightly narrowing the colour of the luscious eyes. I think Adolf is fuzzy. I wondered what would happen if I suddenly flipped this cup, watered it, etc. It's an unexpected battle. If it surprised me at all...... I glanced at the gap and Adolph was no better than to delude the prank again. For the hero perceived some sign in his hands that he lay on his knees. That shouldn't be. I had a feeling I could end up wearing water myself.

"Hum, I'm sure that's true... isn't that what result theory is?

"It won't be anything you can do until you get results. Until you've done something quite natural to take into account it if you anticipate the conjecture."

"... No, you don't talk a lot"

"I seem to return your word, but that must be your Excellency. I'm turning my head."

It is a smiling and spicy thing to say. As an Adolf, I know it's not beneficial, although I can try to offend you with disrespect. Because, as things stand, this hero is needed by the kingdom.

The battle to inherit the throne by dividing the Kingdom of Asaria between North and South has not yet ended the Bow Zhang Hara match where it was scheduled to be settled, yet it is as if we cannot escape the days of confusion. As a victory or loss, it is a victory on the northern side. The southern side also seemed to admit it once. But almost at the same time as the meeting, an unexpected war rose into the western sky, because I fainted at the very meaning of the meeting.

Cutting is the illegal crossing of the border by a mysterious cavalry group. A cavalry group consisting of three thousand horsemen entered from Kalisalmi territory into Uliharsila territory and set fire to several villages while rushing northwest. It is a crime that must not be committed. The place was far from Bow Zhang Hara, and as far as the rushing force was concerned, there was one from the West.

The western frontiers were manned by both North and South, but in such an emergency it was the Uliharsila territorial forces that made the first move. Five thousand of them were there in the form of garrisons in makeshift fortifications, but when they received an emergency report, they unleashed their scouts, and with all their armies they moved into a state of battle. It is an action that cannot be carried out without an immediate interruption of the crime with the work of the South. When asked to report the area, Adolph assessed the content and speed of the decision together. The field commander who remitted it is the young Lucas Ulyhalsilla. How could he, the next Marquis of Uliharsilla, seem to have the military talent of a father concession… Adolph was so impressed.

But it also gave reason for the siege of the fort by the south. As for Lucas, he would have liked to send an impromptu force, but three thousand Eteramaki troops went into battle preparation to guard against the frivolous appearance of the fort, and slightly delayed, five thousand Kalisalmi troops also imitated it. Messengers from the north were not given time to explain the situation as suspicious, and messengers from the south only demanded that their presence be lifted in a state of war. Together, the 13,000 generals of the Kingdom of Asuria lost their freedom of movement in alarm of each other, and consequently did not deal with the situation in which the people of the Kingdom were burned and killed.

In conclusion, that was Uncle Eteramaki's ploy. It is a fact that we cannot but be surprised as Adolphe, who received a report after the fact. It seems that a purely ordinary man who may not know what he is thinking used a daring and invincible measure.

The identity of the cavalry group is the Light Cavalry Regiment held by Uncle Eteramaki. Its name is the Cold Moon Cavalry Corps, and in the south it was recognized as a virtual enemy unit during training. However, the known method is as a mercenary regiment of about two hundred horsemen. No one seemed to imagine there would be three thousand horsemen. Besides, the person who commanded it drained Adolph's temper.

It is a margarator.

The woman who was the second princess of the kingdom of Asuria and poisoned the king of her father committed what sorcery she had been subjected to in the past three years, as the general of the ship's eyes. Adolph saw awesomeness there beyond good and evil. She's a plaything again, too. No, should I be judged as fiercely poisonous? You will kill the king, you will kill the people, and you will want something at the end of that bloody journey. I also hear that there is a nearby statement, but everyone in the Four Horses, including the Southern Allies, can't wait for it without feeling wary.

Now, an extremely dangerous situation has arisen on the western border. In the north, five thousand Uliharsila's army caged in the makeshift fort and sent scouts to all sides; in the south, three thousand Etheramaki's army slightly violated the territory and gazed at the fort, and five thousand Kalisalmi's army lined up again from the territory to align their gait with the friendly Etheramaki army.

If we consider it now, it was a crisis of siege for the Uliharsila army of five thousand. Because the Cold Moon Cavalry turned its horse's head southwest after rushing northwest, and took the path to raid the makeshift fort from the north. On the other hand, there were 8,000 troops approaching the fort from the south side, so let's just say they were absolutely desperate. Though the aim of the Great Place is still unknown, if we think only of the attack on the five thousand Yuriharshira's army, it is also an army that must roar as Adolphe.

But things showed further change. Four thousand and five hundred troops were lying on their way to the fort. That is all but five hundred rides of light cavalry within the Uliharsila army, which is supposed to be in the fort. It's not magic or a miracle. Once every such impossibility was possible, it was also a battlefield measure.

Four thousand and five hundred soldiers had already secretly left for the north when the Eteramaki army perceived their luxury in the fort. Both the hasty rapid horses and the upcoming scourge were all plays to disguise that the fort had troops. It is a measure of strength against the southern eight thousand. In fact, he said he had received a ferocity report earlier and was turning the lead while exploring the trend of three thousand horsemen committing the ferocity. The truth is that because of the speed of the 3,000 horsemen, they have nevertheless turned to the rear, but the aim of the siege has been prepared for interception by the opposite side.

It was Marco's measure.

This dragon general considered a surprise attack west of Bow Zhangwon as one of the possibilities beforehand, and if it happened, he had given it a measure to dazzle the fort and run north. Lucas Ulyhalsilla only faithfully executed it. He said he stayed in the fort to negotiate, but in this case, Adolph thought it was a matter of guts to stay and leave. After all, when he had the talent to take over from his father, he also evaluated the content while revising it.

And the four thousand and five hundred men of the realm of Uliharsila and the three thousand men of the cavalry of the cold moon bumped into each other. It is an outbreak of local warfare that should have been forbidden by prior agreements. It ended up being just a win-win thing, but let's just say its impact is immense. Because the battle of honor fought with a general close to 100,000 to Bow Zhangwon lost its meaning, and civil unrest lost sight of how it ended.

Conflicts between the North and the South are now escalating with the same or more tensions between nations.

If you look at it in terms of the distribution of forces, the biggest danger zone first is the archery plain. The army in the north, which won the battle, remained there without retreat, with its troop strength exceeding 30,000. Work has also begun on the construction of a field fort, the area of influence of which also includes the Kalisalmi territory to a large extent. Substantial occupation. It is said to be a measure for alleged violations of the agreement in the south.

Speaking of the south, there will be internal disruption in such circumstances, but once the pulled off forces are gathered again to tighten the alert posture. To the south of Bow Zhangwon are garrisons of the Eteramaki and Keimaru Knights, Kalisalmi and Palvilla forces, respectively, and to the east the Ahmaniemi army from the opposite bank of the Great River. Each leader has between five and eight thousand troops.

Again rivalries are taking place on the western border. More than four thousand and five hundred Uliharsila and the Knights of the Sword Horn are joining the makeshift fort in the north, and the Kalisalmi and Eteramaki armies are wary of it with eight thousand troops in the south as before. Perhaps this one is more dangerous in the sense of mutual mistrust in the field.

In addition, south of the Wang capital, the Third Princess SS and Ahamaniemi's army are facing each other across the Great River, and there is little change in how it looks from before the meeting. There's no heightened tension, and from what Adolf sees, neither of us seems willing to fight. That is a desirable situation as a neutral two marquis. Adolphe and Marquis Ronkainen have each garrisoned their leadership near the king's capital, but it was thought that the time when that army would actually wave a sword spear would be when the kingdom collapsed.

And...... Neither the army, which is seen as the trump card of both the North and the South, has revealed its location. Although the Cavalry Regiment of Fire is now summoned to this King's Capital by its ruler heroes, the Cavalry Regiment itself may not be known to be stationed anywhere in the territory of Uliharsila. As for the Cavalry Regiment of the Cold Moon, the location of the Second Princess Margareta doesn't sound like one of Adolf's ears. Probably lurking without Kalisarumi territory.

I mean, it's mayhem. It is a situation where even Adolf, known as the Weird Old Man of the North, has to feel something seriously painful in his abdomen. It is certain that the war will expand, and there will be no end in sight. There are also signs that the Southern Hordes lack unity of will, and that is applauding the confusion. To the best of Adolf's knowledge, there is no such thing as a strange old man in the south. Is it discord due to differences in thoughts? Or is it an odd thing that Adolf would never have thought of?

In any case, decisive force is needed to control this storm. It's Marco Hahato. No one else will let that happen except this hero. It is no longer in the hands of Marquis Uliharsilla. Confusion over the next generation must be ruled by the heroes of the new era. Adolph is so sure, but he cannot abandon one suspicion.

"I'm turning my head, you know..."

The obsessive mood leaked out of his mouth, with the result of exposing Adolf to suspicion. Blue and purple eyes emit a glow of mystery. Is it the light that invites the beholder to come? Something is expected. Adolf will know that. I just wanted to move the other person if possible before stepping in, but I shouldn't anymore. You can't just not step in anymore. It's been moved. On top of this, it's the only way to move.

"Cheng Cheng, you are indeed turning your head. You're gonna take advantage of the situation, aren't you?

The conflagration is over. The Neutral Marquis's hearing of the North and the South has gone so far, and the rest is more than fighting with tongues of tension, which may be both sweeping and slashing each other. You can't survive without doing it. Adolf will know that, too.

Not belligerent or challenging, but rather fearful and trembling in the chills, but don't fight the heroes with a presence that doesn't even give them yawns. The Marquis of Maryaranta must not be recorded in history as incompetent, and if this hero is not capable in the future he envisions, he must be killed. Authority, tradition and everything as worthless, would be picked, bundled and burned, as if to intermittent the grass.

"I dare you to assure me, hey, you were never willing to put an end to the civil unrest in Arbor Plains. You still think it's not enough, don't you? Keep the kingdom spinning... no, the Empire... but you are still unhappy. I'm still not satisfied. I'm going to push for what you used to call" pioneering. "Don't you?"

Keeping tremors from mixing with your voice will set a fast tone at the same time. Adolph licked the water cup. I appreciated the cold.

"Everything was ready from the beginning to maintain a large army in Bow Zhangwon. I've been getting ready for it for three years. Now that's very helpful."

Neither affirm nor deny Adolf's question, but let the serious facts be put on the word, and the brunette hero lean his neck and so forth. Don't you need a single blink of an eye? Adolf thought again that there was no exit.

"Southern troops in the meeting...... that was a terrible thing. Many collapsed without even having to discuss it. I don't want to cut it off from the incompetence of a man with military rights. [M] If you're a people, the logic of being a victim smells like manure urine in a livestock house. They should know. Dragons do not exist unconditionally in the south. The flames and the dots are about to burn the laziness of the South."

Oh, the flames are just throwing up right now...... Adolf found out the heat on his cheeks was what caused it. Again, this hero is spectacular. Teng himself is causing a major storm in this era. The south is not allowed yet. The economic blows of the last three years, the damage caused by the meeting, are nothing but raw and warm in the eyes of those who may not know this dragon or man.

"The Church is hard work, too."

Coming. Next fire fever coming. Adolf pulled his jaw and stretched his entire body. I can't show fright or anything by mistake.

"Their teachings have the power to form and maintain a social order, but I have lost reason to reject them because I have explained that they are sad, improperly unreasonable. Also, if the economy is disrupted where you sit idly on top of your habits, it only rolls off. I'm losing my temper. I find the fragile attitude of believing because I want to. [M] Still, the Church is doing its best... but I'll break that last one."

The laugh! Adolph couldn't stop his cheeks from cramping and fighting. I just didn't scream. It was the best I could do. I touched my witchcraft, but for. This hero does not embody the kind of goodness that is told in pictorial stories. Nor is he representative of all the people. It struck Adolf's soul with such painful certainty. It was thought to be strong enough.

Aren't you a demon, this one?

Among Adolf's knowledgeable and exciting figures, this eighteen-year-old hero named Marco Hahato has jumped through. Nearest would still be the brave and demonic men in the previous war, but this was also not outstanding where I did it to them. It smelled like a human being. In the dust and mustard of life drifting in the alley, they tasted the warmth of the sun and moon and wore and rounded up some of the sharpest parts of the talent born with them. I don't have it. Shake your black hair and light your eyes like purple crystals. For this man, his sharpened talent is powerful enough to tear everything apart.

"You shouldn't."

I noticed he was right in front of me. Adolph tried to escape reflexively, but he just turned himself back and couldn't move. They were grabbing my hand. The hands of those who would leave many wanting life and death are capturing Adolf's hands and won't let go. It was hot. My old, dry hands seemed to burn. I didn't even scream.

"I'll drop the cup. It's even warm. Let me pour it for you."

Adolph did not move a single thing, he just took a cup and saw it poured cold water into it anew. Is the vessel a country or a world? What does discarded water mean and what does poured water mean? Or is it all equal to a toy game compared to his purpose, too?

"Go ahead. Take care. It's still far in the morning."

A few moments of hesitation, Adolf drank it up.

Something fresh went all over my body. It was painful, but it had to be swallowed.