The Old Knight of a Frontier District

1

"Well, Bardo. Idra laughs in a lot of a mood. She seems to like you so much."

"Dear Hydra, that's not true. Idra gives everyone the best smile."

"No, I'm not. Anyway, it's clear whether she likes it or not. If you're in a good mood, it's over."

Continental calendar year 4226.

At the beginning of this year, there were some unforgettable events for Bardo.

First, Bardo turned fourteen. In other words, I finished my age of being treated like a child.

Next, Bardo became an obedient knight. In other words, the path to becoming a knight was paved and training began in earnest.

He also saw and fought the first living warcraft.

And Idra was born. For an additional four years, Bardo, a graduate of Tercian owner Elzella, has been intimated by the Tercian family as if he were part of the family. The birth of a daughter named Idra to the next winning Hydra was an unlimited, honorable and delightful event for Bardo.

And yet, cute.

When I look at this smile, it immediately disappears, such as the toughness of my training and the pain in my body.

When I hear a proper laugh, courage and vitality gush into my heart.

So I can't stop going to Princess Idra, who is no longer an Elzella graduate.

However, it behaved, so to speak, and some did not feel comfortable, that Baldo, coming out of the house of a townsman like a civilian, entered the dwelling area of the main house in that way.

2.

"Hey, what's up! Just wake up and call me!!

Knight Nix shook a giant and yelled.

Falling over, Bardo remembered the illusion that, to the size of his voice, he was shaken when he busted his skull.

"Damn it."

Jump up and hit the sword with the momentum as it is.

But even a blow all over his body is easily stopped by the practice shield that Nix has set up.

The next moment, a heavy blow struck the flank.

Baldo was blown to the side this time.

Fall to the ground and roll while standing in the dirt.

I know what happened. Knight Nix kicked my ass.

From Baldo's overhead trying to regain his posture, a sword descended.

Barely put a shield on your left hand, but a halfway defense won't stop Knight Knicks from attacking. The Knight Knicks sword as it was struck Bardo in the head by spraying defense.

The wooden sword for practice is thick because it allows it to hold weight. It would be life-threatening if you were hit directly.

"Huh. Elzella seems desperate to like me, but I can't be a knight for that. If you want to be a knight, go to another realm."

Go to the other realms, which is the greatest insult to the knights and squire of the House of Tercia. They say, "You don't work in Pacra territory."

Bardo's consciousness was interrupted as he tried to get up by crushing the words of his sleigh.

3

Even if Bardo is physically fit for his age, he still has a decoy compared to a trained knight, regardless of being a small decoy.

Not least, Knight Nix has an exceptionally good physique in the Tercian family. From Baldo's point of view, it's like a giant. For Baldo, who has just begun full-time knight training, he's not the only one who can fathom him.

For some reason, Nix teases Bardo.

I often nominate Baldo for training. Face to face and I'll say I hate you.

But Bardo didn't feel like hating Nix.

Nix's face is covered in scratches. The body is the same.

It is a testament to the fact that Knight Nix has fought and fought at all costs for his home, for his people.

With that in mind, there was no way I could have done something like hate.

Moreover, the rigorous audition was where Bardo wanted it to be.

Bardo wanted to be strong. I just wanted to be strong.

That has so far been an indefinite desire to aspire, apart from wanting to be a knight to be welcomed into the Knight's Garden, Gardegat Ryen. but I couldn't think of a destination to direct the power of life like a running stream constantly flowing out of the depths of my body and mind other than to be strong.

That's why Bardo didn't avoid Nix. On the contrary, I went from myself.

Knight Nix thoroughly hurt this youngest obedient knight while hitting such a bald word of contempt.

4.

My life came down.

The Warcraft came out.

The knights and obedient knights, who were free of hand, were called together, and crusaders were formed.

The commander is Knight Nix.

Bardo joined the crusade as an obedient knight.

The warcraft is apparently a baboon.

Mandalay baboons.

A beast who is good at fiction. This beast can change the colour of the epidermis to a colour similar to that of the surrounding trees, grasses and stones. Even skilled hunters can take unexpected unconsciousness for this beast in the woods. If it is to be warcrafted, then the threat is to be feared.

Bardo couldn't help but think about six months ago when he heard that he was the warcraft of a baboon.

Between the twilight of last year and the beginning of this year, Bardo packed into the fortress of the Rift. At that time, he fought the warcraft of the baboons and gave them a special medal to inflict mortal wounds on those who had not yet officially become obedient knights.

But not necessarily the next battle will be the same. It may be Bardo's turn to stop his breath. That's what I thought, and I tightened my heart.

At this time the knights were commanded to equip the spears, and the obedient knights to equip the bows.

The spear contemplates taking around in the woods and is somewhat short made.

The arrow is applied with the venom of a rotten serpent (Walmegier), regardless.

The crusader, consisting of four knights and four submissive knights, hastened to a point where he thought there was a warcraft.

5

Knight Nix raised his right hand and ordered the line to stop marching.

And from here on out, I signaled him to proceed with caution.

Originally the speed of going through the woods is not fast. But the line went even slower.

Nix's inquiry must have told him that the enemy was close.

Bardo looked around.

Somewhere in the shade of the dark and lush forest, the Warcraft lurks.

The knights pulled an arrow from the arrow barrel and led it to the bow.

Bardo tried to do the same, but he found it odd and uncomfortable. Bardo got off the horse, wondering who the heartless man was.

unsolicited behavior, but Knight Nix, realizing it, did not hold back.

If you get off the horse, your vision is bad. But for Bardo, who is not yet accustomed to riding, it was necessary to step on the earth with his feet in order to show off his bow arms.

The line, as if it were one creature, went about it in tandem and vigilant surroundings.

He's here.

He's out there somewhere.

Somewhere in the immediate vicinity, there is a warcraft.

My neck is chopped up by the intense hatred that I am exposed to.

Baldo's position is close to the palace. It is Bardo's job to defend himself from the rear.

And if you discover the enemy...

"Discovery! Rear right, head up"

Bardo screamed.

And a moment earlier than I screamed, I let go of the arrow.

The arrow was unmistakable, shooting through one of the eyes of both the red glowing warcraft.

Since then, it has been a riot.

Originally, the four squire knights were supposed to play auxiliary roles, such as supporting from the rear or laying a siege net, once the poison arrows were released at the beginning of the battle. But if all of a sudden it's a riot, there's no more knights or obedient knights.

In the end, only one knight and two submissive knights suffered shallow wounds, which allowed them to defeat the Warcraft safely. And Bardo also drew out his sword, and fought, and struck the beast of warfare.

6.

That night, the crusaders were sifted through a few sumptuous meals and liquors at the castle.

And as Bardo raised up his sister's moon on the veranda, and was drunk of unfamiliar liquor, there came nigh.

Knight Nix.

Nix was carrying a cup in his hand to his mouth, not trying to look at Baldo, but looking at the woods for a while, but eventually opened his mouth poking.

"Hey, Bardo."

"Yes."

"I got a knight for mercy."

"What?"

"I don't have a family, I don't know how to learn, I don't know how to arm a sword"

"No, I don't"

"Still, there was only horsepower. I've been cramping for years."

"Mr. Nix's sword is immensely powerful."

"Ha. Well, I worked out. The only thing I can take is this big, sturdy body and power. So I've been working out whether it's this or this. And I didn't spare only the use of my body and my powers. I've been doing that for years, so I'm thankful that you took me up as a knight. If you become a knight, your graduate will take care of you. I'll give you a stipend. I didn't have the tools or the horses, but Master Elzella gave them to me in the name of rewarding me for my military service. Thanks to you, I was able to become a knight. Thankfully, there is no disablement in life"

Bardo didn't respond because he couldn't even reply.

Then for a while, silent time ensued.

"You're a good bow."

"Not yet at all."

"I've seen a lot of things before, but the one with a good bow has always been a good knight. You'll make a good knight, too."

Bardo did not reply because it was difficult to reply to this word either.

Also, silent time flowed for a while.

"Hey, Bardo."

"Yes."

"You, Tercia, be the lead knight."

"Yeah eh!?"

"You can be me."

There's no way I can be.

Tercia family lead knight.

It is a knight who, on behalf of his lord, ordains the whole army of the House of Tercia.

Therefore all the knights of Tercia must be men of comfort and obedience to their command.

The Tercian family knights are strong in the first place.

Nevertheless, the strength of the upper knights is human apart.

The lead knight must have the virtue of recognizing that every one of those mortally separated knights is more than himself.

I have a strategy to set up an operation.

We must also be able to rush with other houses.

Neither from within, nor from outside, unless he is only feared and respected.

Housekeeping is also important for this purpose.

All you have to do is look at Sir Roguemont Expungler, the current head knight of the Tercia family.

He's like a man with martial arts, intelligence and elegance walking in armor.

The way Lord Expengler drips his head (Kobe) in front of his lord is a painting as wide as it is. I feel like peering into a mythical or legendary world.

Just because I wanted to, because I trained, doesn't mean I can be like that.

Well, Bardo is just the son of a townsman who has no identity or fortune whatsoever.

Sword arms will be trained and improved from now on. But honestly, when it comes to being strong enough to really beat anyone, I'm not sure.

Something such as the absolute strength worthy of the Tercian lead knight is far beyond the reach of the other side, as is the case with the Surrier in the sky for Bardo today.

Still, the arms of the sword can be polished, but they cannot be worn, such as intelligence or elegance. When it comes to households, this can't be helped anymore.

"I have a dream, too."

"Yume, is it?

"Oh. What kind of dream do you think it is?

"I don't know."

"To die in battle."

"Huh?"

"It's my dream to fight, to fight, to fight, to die in battle. That means dying while working for the Tercia family. That's the pride of a knight for me."

That's all I'm saying, Knight Nix, just went somewhere.

In the end, Baldo and I never stayed out of sight.

And Bardo, who was left alone, found Sirlier again.

(Dreams)

(My dream)

(irresistible dreams)

(Hope that cannot be fulfilled)

(Something that could be said to be alive to make that happen)

(A goal that makes you proud of what you're aiming for)

(wonder what the hell that is)

It is not long before the answer is given.

(now)