The Old Knight of a Frontier District

1

A line into the city of Gaydow headed for the mansion of a knight.

He said it would hit even further branches of the Greybuster family.

The knight, the Lord, was absent, but his wife welcomed him to the line.

Even though it was an unexpected visit, the wife was very pleased and welcoming.

I was even more delighted to learn that Chantillion had been welcomed to the Argoride main house.

Later I heard that this wife was the one who adored Chantillion at a young age.

Apparently, the two accompanying knights are going to take turns as escorts.

Keeping the same knight meal neutral is a bit of a whim for Baldo, but seems natural for Chantillion.

These two also have luggage and so on, and it seems these two do everything around Chantillion.

It is difficult to understand in Baldo's sense, such as the use of a single knight as a squire, but if it were to be part of a large aristocratic family in a great power, the identity positions would vary even though it is the same knight.

Ignoring both the escort and the serving family as the air, Chantillion spoke to Baldo.

The wife is not here.

He said because he's done eating already, but he's probably running around right now to cook directives and prepare for a stay in Chantillion.

"I woke up after seeing Lord Cars Lowen's sword moves.

He said that the sword was so far away.

We had a really good experience.

I think Lord Bardo is just expecting me to adopt him. "

There is heartfelt praise in that voice and in the expression.

I didn't take that game badly, so this young man's take is not bad.

"That's why it was strange.

If you wanted to win, you could have beaten me easily, but I was wondering why you would do something like that.

Until the sword of Lord Doriatessa pierced this right breast, I didn't know what it meant.

Just once I showed you my saved moves, oh and brilliantly returned.

That's the first time I understood.

Lord Cars identified my moves for Lord Doriatessa.

That strange way of taking time was to show Lord Doriatessa my sword.

I heard later that Lord Doriatessa was also a disciple of Lord Bardo, just like Lord Cars. "

Cars is an adopted son but never taught a sword, Bardo said.

That tone is in place, and I don't even give it a name.

Chantillion begged me to do so.

Chantillion also summons me to be somewhat intimate with Lord Bardo.

"Tell me, Lord Bardo.

That move.

The last move Lord Doriatessa showed me.

What kind of move is that? "

Bardo told Chantillion of the guidance Cars had given to Doria Tessa that day.

And I also told Doria Tessa what happened that night.

Chantillion listened, as he forgot to breathe too.

When I finished listening, I drank up Goblet's wine in one breath and said:

"Really?

That night, that's what happened.

It's like a story.

But if you had a real talent, taught by the best teachers, drilled without screwing with high goals, and had a brother-in-law beside you, that could happen.

Oh!

I wanted to that night, too.

I wanted to see Lord Cars' guidance.

I wanted to feel close to the moment when Lord Doriatessa opens his eyes to the heavens.

Laugh, Lord Bardo.

I have my chest removed, as if I had returned it to a young boy. "

That's the same for Lord Doriatessa, Bardo said.

I was able to meet one swordsman of 10,000 named Chantillion Argolide, and that girl was able to ascend to the height of her moves that far because she earnestly wished her victory.

Lord Doria Tessa is the one who will be taking your heart off your chest and thinking back to seeing you.

"Is it true!

And Lord Doriatessa.

Really? "

Chantillion drank wine again.

Quite a drink.

Is this always the case?

Her face is a little red because of the overlapping wine.

"That leather armor was given to me by the Duke of Argolide, and it is what will become the artisan's hand in the capital of the king.

My sword master looked through the hole and insisted that there was no way I could do this with a matching sword that pulled a blade from the glued state.

Actually, that sword, it was on my hands.

He said that one of the deputy judges was one with ties to my door, and he begged the presiding judge to let him keep his sword.

It's a very rude behavior, but thanks to it, I was able to prove that there was no injustice in my sword.

The teacher has been silent.

It was a move beyond the world of swords known to the master. "

Sounds delightful for some reason.

"At that time.

I was going to behead Lord Doriatessa.

The strong feeling that this opponent would not be allowed any help, that he would have to make his own biggest best offense, dominated me.

I didn't expect you to take it that way.

But still, I didn't think I could even fight back at that distance and attitude.

And half a step back. In the meantime, I was supposed to be able to make the next one and roll out the triple strike again.

But Lord Doriatessa's sword pierced my chest straight as it was.

Oh!

Those eyes.

Those clear, tinted eyes.

I've never seen those eyes.

No cobwebs, no messes.

No anger, no resentment.

No treats, no giving up.

It's just that she became the sword itself and jumped straight into my chest.

I've never seen those eyes. "

Chantillion soaked his throat with a tiny glass of wine.

I thought so at that game, but he seems like a susceptible man with out-of-the-box emotions.

"Even today, they're going to have a messenger to sign up for marriage to Princess Shernelia.

And his messenger is also the messenger of the invitation of Lord Doriatessa. "

I didn't know that, so I said so.

"Really?

He said it was decided at yesterday's meeting of the Council of Ministers, and I just heard it last night, too.

By the time you finish this mission and return to the King's Capital, Lord Doriatessa may have arrived already.

I wondered if I could play that game with him again, and my chest wouldn't rattle. "

No.

That's crazy.

Doriatessa beat Chantillion at the Border Race Martial Arts, but it could really be called one victory in a hundred.

The two strengths are as far apart as adults and children, and it is clear that Doriatessa cannot be a good enemy of Chantillion.

When Bardo said so, Chantillion disputed.

What will you do if you don't believe me?

Lord Doria Tessa is a knight without two in the world, truly, truly more wonderful than herself and others.

And I drank wine again, and I said:

"I didn't know that the Farren family was a very famous family.

When I heard that the princess of the Marquis Farren family had gone out to the Border Race Martial Association, the Duke of Argolide kept his mouth shut.

When I told you I was about to slash that neck off, I said I was going to turn my face blue and if that had happened, I'd have to deliver your neck and wax it. "

How can you be so happy to tell the story that you almost lost your neck?

She still seems to be drinking a little too much.

Bardo, who thought so, finished his meal by scolding Chantillion, who looked like he hadn't talked enough, took care of his gear, and then went to bed.

2.

I arrived in Mithra in seven days.

They say there are generally ninety minutes, so it would normally take nine to ten days to prepare a replacement horse.

I made it a little impossible because I wanted to see the endurance and patience of Chantillion.

Chantillion looking like a thin young man, but I followed Baldo lightly.

Bakri, the horseback rider, is a big, fat horse.

It was the two accompanying knights who were sorry.

One is Tsargary Kichierito.

The other is Nutz Kajnell.

I can't help it because the two of us even have the Chantillion luggage separately, but I'm really late.

As a matter of fact, Baldo's luggage is no less than that of the two of us, but Euthan is at all out of step in size and strength.

The two horses are pretty good too, but when I heard that Uytan was a wild horse, I looked away,

"Is there such a great horse running around the mountains on the border"

"I want to go to the border once and grab the horse."

And I was impressed.

A major cause of the itinerary was the complete absence of wild accommodation.

If you go to a wild boarding house, the time it takes to prepare a meal will not be foolish.

But this middle field is a terrible place, and I see very little weed to eat, and there are very few rivers and springs in the first place.

More than that, the problem is that there is no grass to be a horse meal.

One line solved the problem by getting to the next city by night.

And it came to pass, in every city, that the gates of the house of the knights were broken, and men and horses received all kinds of food and beds.

That is the city of Mithra, when told, Bardo remembered his emotions.

Across the Greater Ova is the trading village of Padelia on the opposite bank of Linz.

I heard from Paderia that there was a city called Mithra about two weeks by carriage through the desert and meadows.

For Baldo, who has spent most of his life in the depths of the border, Mithra is a symbol of the cultural civilization of a rather large country.

When it came to the excellent craftsmanship Bardo had seen, it came from Mithra.

Both the weapon and the conditioning, the good stuff was obtained from Mithra.

The end of the world that Bardo and the others could imagine was a city called Mithra.

I'm about to step into that city right now.

And from the side of the king's capital.

A person's whole life doesn't know what's going to happen, Bardo thought.

Euthan is in a good mood.

I could hardly exercise at Rhodvan Castle, and my journey to the Kingdom of Parzam was a mellow one, and I was quite dissatisfied.

On this trip, Bardo drew little help.

I mean, I didn't interrupt Yueitan's attempts to move on.

Yueitan ran in full thought.

The city to city has a splendid path and although it has some ups and downs, it is very easy to run.

Cut off the wind and left Rock Mountain after Mountain, Yuetan ran in full thought.

On its back, Baldo was feeling so delightful.

It was often the case that the two accompanying knights were left far behind.

Nevertheless.

My back doesn't hurt.

I left it in this mood. If you walk or something, your hips should scream in half a day of things.

On the contrary, the whole body is full of power.

How long has this been happening?

No.

It's not just physical strength.

Olfactory sensation, for example.

When I helped Doria Tessa, I learned that her sense of smell was becoming unusually sensitive.

Taste, for example.

I mouthed a bunch of dishes I hadn't seen since I crossed Ova, but it feels like I've returned to my thirties to know so many subtle flavors, and to be able to eat well, whether I eat them or not.

Reflex nerves, for example.

vision, for example.

At some point we are able to capture the movement of Cars' sword, which was never captured at all before.

What the hell is going on with my body?

Did Stabolos bring this ancient sword to me?

I don't know.

I don't know, but there's one thing I can say.

It's fun to be alive now.

3

The lord Viscount Mithra was absent.

It was an unexpected story to hear from the knight acting as his deputy.

Twenty days ago, there was a decree from Fort Corpos.

Twenty Warcraft attacked me, so I asked for backup.

In a surprised Mithra, he dispatched the Knights as well as issued a decree to the King's Capital.

This is in accordance with the rule that when a warcraft comes out, it shall immediately be reported to the king.

I should have sent some troops, but seven days later, I asked for further reinforcements.

So I sent all the knights I could move to Fort Corpos.

But until today, there is no tone out.

Until this time, Bardo was optimistic that things would not be as serious.

Warcraft is horrible because it meets in the mountains on the border.

If a well-armed knight is to be dealt with in a beautiful flat, he can fight as much as he wants.

Even though this time it was an unusually large number of twenty, it was intercepted in a robust fort.

I had no reason to worry.

But when I heard the story, it smelled so bad.

Fort Corpos is said to be fifteen minutes north.

If you leave your stuff here, Yuetan will be able to get there in a day.

But you can't leave the accompanying knights behind.

The next morning, I was followed by a soldier from the guide and the line left.

Along the way, he stayed overnight in a lounge with a well and left before nightfall.