The Old Knight of a Frontier District

1

I woke up at the usual time.

I washed my face with the water provided and wiped my body.

He rinsed the water from the water and drank it slowly.

Exit the room and head to the corridor on the west side.

Exit the guest building.

Show the guards the plaque and go through the West Gate.

Walk in a compartment where vegetables are planted.

Green is eye friendly.

I reached the outer wall.

Greet the guards and go up the stairs.

Stand on the walls.

The wind falls out of my beard, my gray hair, my moustache, my beard.

I can see the spiritual peak fuzz far north.

The green belt is spreading as it swells at its foot.

It's called the Great Wetlands.

Powerful subhumans and beasts are bouncing, and waterways and marshes are said to be intricately intertwined.

It is an inaccessible secret for people, separating the central part of the continent from the fuzz.

To the east of the Great Wetlands lies a slightly darker green area.

The sea of trees.

If you go back the Great Ova, you enter the Tree Sea.

Not as good as the Great Wetlands, but not a people-friendly area.

He said if we try to climb the fuzz, we'll have to go further east of the Great Wetlands.

There may be another route to the further north of Fuza, but I haven't met anyone who knows about the area that far away.

A little further away from the walls, a camp is formed to lean against.

A liaison unit sent in by the nobles interested in the outcome of the match.

If you go inside the castle, you won't be able to get out until the Battle League is over.

They are purposefully camping to know and communicate the results of that day.

Even the finest rooms, such as those given to Baldo, are still small stone buildings that are not so cozy.

This is not a castle built for the comfort of an aristocratic stay.

It's a front line war base.

A knight has been patrolling the walls.

Take a polite thank you to Baldo and slip away.

The Knights of the Border Knights seem to have no quarantine whatsoever with Bardo.

I feel rather respectful.

"Sir.

Breakfast is ready. "

Jurchaga made a face from the inside of the wall.

The guards are surprised, so I told them to stop going up the wall without using the stairs, but I won't listen.

"We need to make sure we don't lose our moves.

It's just like what Cars is doing. "

The wind is dry.

It could get a little hot today.

2.

Day four.

It is the day when the fourth division, the one-handed sword competition, takes place.

This winner and Bardo play an exemplary game.

It would be easier if the contestants on the side of the Goriola Empire won.

But the contestants on the side of the Kingdom of Parzam are keen to see.

Everyone, including Division IV contestants, is showing signs of neither killing nor anger.

The killing spirit is directed not at the opponent Empire Goriola, but at Baldo, who sits on the east side.

I know the cause.

I guess the matter of yesterday's talks got to my ear.

From their point of view, it's a fringe involving the next Mother of Nations.

It can't be pleasant to hear that outsiders who can't be with any horsebone have squeezed out and gotten along, etc.

No.

Few people would think it was an affair at this stage.

Even so, the same thing.

Originally he may have been Juleland's master, but now Juleland is the only prince in the kingdom of Parzam.

It's a decent feeling to wonder what it means to call.

That's not because we love Jules Rant, but because we value the dignity of the kingdom.

If you think calmly, you know exactly how they feel.

Jules Rant is a prince who appeared as if he had come down and sprung up.

There is nothing at all that can be described as an achievement.

The prince, who has no record of doing so, starts the military system and opens it up to different systems and operations.

There is no need for anyone to feel uncomfortable.

It is to the knights who have shed blood that the dissatisfaction should be strong.

The current king says he has a strong trust from the army, so it may be seen as an even more prestigious behavior.

If you say great, take the sword and lead the soldiers and show them strength, they think.

But you can't do that to Jules Rant himself.

Now the sprinkles have appeared.

Just because Bardo wins doesn't mean he has more faith in Jules Rant.

But if they lose, they will say that if they had a master, they would know if there was also a martial virtue of the disciple.

It doesn't make sense, but that's what human love is all about.

Besides, they're strong.

I heard of promising young knights in the future, but the quality of young samurai in both countries is extremely high.

That's the great power, I've admired the fact that so many young samurai will come out for three days.

In the meantime, many of the contestants seem to have real-life experience.

Even when Bardo was in his prime years, he was able to strike a proper fat spot.

But I'm no longer ready.

If you have to fight, you have to fight.

I apply oil to my fingers and face, and my joints are well loosened.

I wasn't willing to make you look different.

Whether momentum influenced victory or loss, the Parzam contestants won three of the four fights in the first and ended up winning and semi-finalizing.

The chief of the Knights of Zyfeld declared that the representatives of the inviting countries would play an exemplary match with the winner.

Bardo stepped down his seat and headed to the weapons depot.

The first thing I took was a kite shield similar to the shield I used to use a lot.

But it's a little too heavy. Yeah, I felt the grip was thin.

Next I had a larger round shield.

I tried swinging it around, but the grip was too large, faint and poorly manipulative.

Next I had a smaller round shield.

The grip is thick and firm on the carpet.

It is also thicker than it looks and looks likely to absorb shocks well.

It also has a good swinging feel.

The shield decided on this.

I chose the sword next.

There was one that I liked the length, so I lifted it up and shook it hiccup.

I thought it was too heavy for me right now, but it's a good shake.

I made up my mind about this.

Looking back, everyone in the venue is looking at Baldo.

That's not how it was before I picked the weapon.

By analogy, it's as if it flickered to this strength.

Bardo walked to the battlefield.

Then the match opponent spoke to the referee.

"Yes, Your Honor.

Sir Lowen remains in leather armor.

Don't you have to change?

Judgment Hall. "

"Lord Enes Caron.

Being on the spot means you're ready.

Don't worry about it. "

Even if the referee tells you so, Enes Caron can't abandon the stubbornness.

At that time, a loud voice echoed across the venue.

"Enes Caron!

Don't be alarmed.

Sir Bardo Lowen's Leather Armor is the fur of the Beast of the River Bear that he defeated himself.

Because I didn't even try to take that giant black sword against General Storm in the desert.

Lord Lowen beat down General Storm with the armor's armor and walked through the scene with dignity without pulling out his sword.

The leather armor is just as comfortable as the holy armor of Holy Hard Silver!

Don't be alarmed. "

It's the voice of Maitarp, the first captain of the Parzam Border Knights.

When I heard this, my temper rose on both contestants.

The blurring is large on the Parzam side.

It should have been a voice call to calm Enes Caron down, but it could have been counterproductive.

"Nah.

Me, with General Storm's black sword, you say you're safe?

Bardo proceeded with his steps without regard and thanked the presiding judge when he reached a fixed position.

The referee nodded and greeted the attendant with the fishing bell.

Kah, and the signal sounded.

Exactly the only winning knight, Enes Caron immediately entered the state of battle.

He sticks a larger kite shield forward and hides his sword in its shadow.

He's a tough young man in his mid-twenties.

The skeleton is disappointed.

I was taking my helmet off between the game and the game, so I saw my face.

The hair is a little gray black.

Her moustache and chin beard were bristly bristled and her slight eyes were impressive.

Now I'm dressed in full plate mails.

I'm releasing a pretty good temper, but I'm directing too much attention to Bardo's sword.

When Bardo stuffed his time unconstructively, he pulled his sword back and pushed his shield forward.

The shields touched each other faintly.

The opponent still turns his attention to Baldo's sword.

I expect you to wave your sword from here.

If that's what the target expects, attack them that's not the case.

Without having to think about it, Bardo stepped half a step forward with a big twist in his hips and pushed his opponent with a shield.

Since the height difference is considerable, it took the form of pushing while holding it down slightly.

Enes Kallon's knee seemed to not have anticipated this situation and collapsed with cancer.

Considering that he no longer had to shoot with his sword, Bardo stepped forward in his right foot, allowing him to stomp with his left foot, and blew his opponent to soften up with his shield.

The weight of a knight fully equipped with iron armor, shields and swords is considerable.

It flew through the universe.

He landed immediately, but was unable to adjust his posture due to the weight of his equipment, and fell on his back.

Bardo kicked the ground to fly and followed his opponent.

And I poked my sword at the neck of the person I was about to get up against.

Enes Caron's helmet is in the form of a pointed face guard fastened to the helmet body with a leather belt.

Its neck has a maneuverable half-side and slight clearance with the torso area.

In that moment, Baldo's sword was perfectly struck.

According to the rules of the game, if you tip the opponent over, it is a win.

But this probably means that you can always bring your opponent into a state where you can kill him.

Now, in competitions outside Division I, he was seen stopping near after the opponent had fallen to take an offensive stance and awaiting a referee's verdict.

That's what I copied.

The two deputies raised the blue flag.

The presiding judge also raised the blue flag,

"Lord Bard Lowen, one!

declared.

For some reason, applause arose from the side of the Goriola Empire.

3

I offered to give him a hand to get up.

With that hand untied, Enes Caron said,

"I didn't expect to use a shield all of a sudden!

cowardice. "

and raised his voice of anger.

Bardo wondered whether the central approach of the continent forbade attacks with shields.

but if you have been disrespectful, you must wasabi.

I saw the presiding judge to ask the question, but that presiding judge,

"Lord Enes Caron.

Revoke the words and apologize.

There is nothing wrong with Lord Bard Lowen's behavior.

You can't miss hearing that word as a knight.

Apologize. "

While Enes Caron inflated his anger, he stood up and

"I revoke the word.

Forgive me. "

I told Bardo.

Bardo replied quietly that he would accept an apology.

The two were relative again.

Take another bottle and Bardo wins.

The bell of battle rang.

Enes Caron set his shield in front of his left half and his sword in front of him.

I put my torso forward a little bit.

It would be to make up for the difference in reach.

Looks like he's going to attack the poking subject.

Bardo stuck out his shield just like he did earlier.

Two shields almost touch me.

Enes Caron turns her undisturbed attention to both Bardo's shield and sword.

That's fine, but I'm all over my feet.

Bardo pulled his right leg slightly and pulled his entire torso back a long time.

Seen as a good opportunity, Enes Caron stepped on her left foot and tried to slip through Bardo's shield and poke her sword in.

Baldo's left leg paid for that left leg.

I guess it was just the moment I tried to put my weight on my left leg.

I had a brilliant breakdown and almost collapsed.

Bardo struck Enes' right wrist with his sword.

Enes removed the sword.

Bardo was a round shield on his left hand, hitting Enes' head from side to side.

Enes happened to fall over.

While holding its head against the earth with a shield, Bardo awaited the judgment of the judges.

The judgment came soon.

"Lord Bard Lowen, one!

Winner, Lord Bard Lowen "

Enes immediately woke up his upper body.

Now, I'm not getting painful.

Bardo wondered if it was something he reached out to.

"Your Honor!

Enes is about to say something to the referee.

I thought it was a protest against foot payments, but it wasn't.

"One more bottle.

One more bottle, mate!

This is an exemplary game.

It wasn't decided to end with two. "

The presiding judge looked at the two deputies with a troubled look.

The referee is a knight of the Goriola Empire, so it may have been difficult to overthrow the selfishness of the contestants in the Kingdom of Parzam.

Neither do the two deputy judges have words right away.

The referee looked at Bardo.

Bardo eyed the referee and nodded faintly.

The Presiding Judge thanked the two countries for their seats as organizers of the

"Due to the contestants' wishes, we will be competing for another bottle!

declared.

Baldo at this time was already unwilling to win.

I thought it was already around.

Now Jules Run's face stands.

And then I wish this young man could see the good things.

I can't act like I'm going to lose on purpose, but I hoped this young man would show his strength and take one from himself every time.

Instead, it was too much to do so far.

I saw all the games to the win, but the contestants had great moves and power.

Whatever it was when I was younger, I felt my eyes were thin beating my old self.

Yet they were lightly ahead of each other, and Bardo himself was stuck.

They got in position and a third bell rang.

Now Bardo hasn't lost his temper, but he hasn't lost his focus on victory.

I was relative to the enemy in a quiet mood.

Enes Caron, on the other hand, was releasing a desire for a blowing victory.

I saw a gap in that head.

Without a desire to strike, Bardo protruded his sword and struck his opponent in the head.

My neck sank hard, fluttering and shaking.

Enes Caron fell.

The presiding judge declared Bardo victorious.

A great deal of cheer came from the side of the Goriola Empire.

Enes Caron has no sign of waking up.

He seems completely faint.

The pharmacists rushed to start allowances.

Bardo thanked the referees and the organizers for their seats, and when he returned his sword and shield to their original position, he headed to his room.