The flowing land itself forms a valley.
The meta-conveyor belt should not have a difference in elevation, so when building a road in the northern highlands, the military performed a major work that would be recorded in history.
Normally, flowing water cuts through the ground for a long time to form a valley, but the military forces many humans carve the valley to let the land flow. A human feat that overturns even the providence of nature. Even though it was the work of the enemy, I couldn't help but pay my respects.
No, is the enemy right?
In a childhood she can't even remember, this country killed her parents. The soldiers who staged the coup dared to execute the king and queen Grandiomor, the rightful owners of the kingdom, on absurd charges.
Even that was not enough, he tried to cut off the bloodline of the noble royal family, which is the few remaining in the world. He dared to overthrow the king.
Therefore, Jerien Grandiomor must hate them…
I've heard of it, but the resentment weaved with knowledge is loose and often scatters. No matter how much he thought about it, Yerien could not find anger.
last princess. The words of the Grandiomor royal family that have been passed down from time immemorial.
But in front of Mother Nature, the infinitely small girl looked at the endlessly flowing land. half immersed in amazement.
Then, a familiar white handkerchief caught her eye. Yerien muttered.
“… That handkerchief.”
The guardian knight, Sir Randemaire, who stood quietly by her side, nodded.
“It belongs to the princess. Really, it looks like they are right… .”
Mumbling in disbelief, Lord Randemaire immediately looked at Yerien in amazement. He spoke in a cheerful voice, full of respect, awe and reverence.
“Awesome! How did the princess know they would come this way? After all, it seems that the Heir of Noble Blood has foresight that the criminal can't reach!”
These are the ones who will wake up saying that even if Yerien whistles, they say it is a heavenly tone. Even though I was accustomed to suddenly lacquering my face, I was still embarrassed. Yerien smiled faintly.
“Hehehe. It's not, I don't have a choice. This is the only number of cases where we, based in the North, can meet them. To put it bluntly, it’s like a gamble for one card.”
“Unique insight and fortune that makes it possible. That is the quality of a monarch! The princess has it all!”
“Ehehe… .”
The noble princess covered her face with a slightly reluctant smile. Maybe it was because her love was so great. The knight couldn't read the anguish behind Yeri-en's face.
Sir Randemaire, who was looking at the container, carefully brought out the next item.
“By the way, Princess. It's a disgrace, but may I dare say something about the delegation?”
“If you're going to tell me not to go, don't. It was my decision.”
“I beg you. Princess! Dangerous!”
Not even getting tired of it, Lord Randemaire quirkyly tried to reverse the master's decision.
It was supposed to be paid off in a double sense, but Yerien, knowing that it was due to loyalty, shook her head lightly.
“The conclusion is the same. I will go on my own.”
“Please reconsider. Dangerous. Opponent… .”
“I know. However, it is inconceivable that anyone who wants to use that power cannot take risks because of fear. Sir Randemier, I must go as your lord and as representative of the Resistance.”
“Ugh… ! If so, at least escort… .”
“Sir Randemier is enough, isn’t it? The last of the kingdom, and the strongest knight in resistance. Or will the Lord not protect me?”
“Is that possible! I will risk my life to protect it! However… !”
There are some things that cannot be kept with determination alone.
Twenty-five years ago, when the royal castle burned and honor fell to the ground. When the bare face of a noble duel is revealed by a human. Realizing this at the age of only ten, Sir Lande Meyer clenched his spear handle and made a squeaky voice.
“Since the progenitor Tirkanzaka is a legendary vampire, I would say so. However! A young swordsman named Shay is a monster whose age is equal to that of a swordsman!”
“kyung. Don't worry. The boy is just a little bit of a young man.”
“That is a monster! A monster that might destroy the country alone!”
Under the value of a noble duel, how much knights reigned in this world.
However, after the value of the duel was used upside down, the honor of the kingdom was shattered. A duel started by only one person overthrew the kingdom. The fact that the remnants of the kingdom were scattered, and that they did not recover despite having such a powerful force. It's because the value they keep is broken.
As long as the spear exists, no knights are born. just dying
“In any case, even if the princess was harmed… !”
“kyung. Shh.”
Yerien had an angry expression on her face. Rande Meyer immediately bowed his head and knelt down on his knees.
Yerien, who emphasized her discomfort with a brief silence, relaxed her expression and handed a benevolent word.
“I am the princess of a ruined country. taking risks. My duty includes it.”
Randemaire didn't answer. It was not because he had nothing to say, but because of the precept that he could not speak without his master's permission. Yerien felt uncomfortable while using that precept frequently.
What was a knight and a king? Why did people forsake the king? Maybe this is why the king disappeared.
Yerien said with a bitter smile.
“And, I assure you. They wouldn't be that dangerous. That’s what I’m going to look at.”
They just took the word and called it insight, and in fact, there is no basis for it. It's like looking at the corner where the enemy has already been rushed to the front, and shouting for a way out.
But there was no choice. For those who have run out of stakes, every moment is all-in.
The princess does not know what the kingdom looks like. I don't know if the country described in the poem is valuable enough to risk my life to restore it.
However, many people saved her, looked after her, and loved her. Yeri-en cannot abandon those who have cared for her.
Even if not a princess, as everyone's daughter. Yerien intended to do her own duty.
Resolved, she smiled softly and called her friend.
No interest in the restoration of the kingdom, and therefore not bound by duty.
I lost my friend, my future and my right arm to the military… dear friend.
“And, Shiati will help me.”
The Princess of Resistance, who got on the meta conveyor belt and visited the container we were staying in, ran into a difficult situation.
'Huh… . I never expected it to be like this… .'
it is sympathetic
It was good that the Resistance approached it with momentum. The fact that the chief is the princess of the exiled country, he also knew by reading the thoughts of the returner.
Well, in order to unite the remnants of the ruined kingdom, it would have to be about the level of blood and blood of the royal family. To continue the resistance for nearly 25 years, it is important not to lose heart.
However.
“Ahaha! Nice to meet you, Historia! Too! So much!”
The survivors of Hameln would be with the princess.
“Hey, you too! Hopefully, I will be reunited with the face I miss here!”
Should I say goodbye or not?
A prosthetic arm on his right arm. How long have you been active in the sun, your skin is scorched. Still, a squeaky smile as if something was broken.
Historia closed her eyes tightly and turned her head. She, however, is bound to her and she cannot escape. The prosthetic arm of her right arm grabbed her chin.
It's fearless. Even now, even now tied up, the ability to humiliately destroy a person is the supremacy of the six. To get so close to the topic of resistance against the military.
The princess hiding behind the guardian knight rolled her eyes.
“City, Shiati. he… Is it succulent? Even if you're tied up, it's a bit dangerous to get too close, isn't it? I want to.”
But Shiati doesn't stop there. Instead, Historia retreats that much. She was overwhelmed by Shiati's momentum and tried to turn her head away as if she wanted to turn away.
However, traces of the past stuck to Historia like her eyelids. She reached the height of qigong, and even with her eyes closed, she completely portrayed the figure of Shiati. A violent force, a breath full of excitement, and even the prosthetic arm of her right hand that moved unnaturally enough to barely span the unpleasant valley.
“Oh, don’t worry, princess. I told you. I am a close friend of a high-ranking military person.”
Shiati grabbed Historia's shoulder. Desperately trying to move away, but tied up, there was no way to shake Shiati off without even using her strength. Her breasts touch each other, and her blatant gaze turns to Historia. Historia clenched her teeth and lowered her gaze.
“even… my dear friend You are the lifesaver that saved my life. When he rescued me from the bottom of the river in Hameln… You don’t know how happy I was.”
As if harassing a prisoner, without fear, he grabs the face of Yuk Jangseong and pulls it and rubs his cheek. Shiati smiled with joy.
“Because even monsters have human hearts! It means that even the daughter of the military, who seemed invincible, can hurt with our own power!!”
Hameln, the bottom of the river.
The children decided to walk along the river bed with their arms crossed.
There was a great risk of being swept away by the current alone, so they planned to hold each other like a chain.
However, some of them, including Shiati, who had completely abandoned their hopes, chose to just let it go.
He said that it would be more shocking if a few corpses floated away, so he hugged Nicholas and the corpses of the children who had been killed by the beast and decided to fall into the water.
The children caught on to Shiati with tears in their eyes. However, Shiati's will was firm.
A scapegoat is needed anyway, and the more people killed, the less suspicious the military will be. You need a real drowning body to look like a suicide case.
He, who lost his right arm and is groaning from the wounds, is the right person for him.
It's not going to be anything by surviving here, I'd rather die and do some damage to the military.
He said this with a smile, half sincere and half despondent.
It was an excuse to shake off the disapproval of his friends.
But.
For the children who were united through repeated hardships, the grand cause of giving up on life was too sweet.
Unintentionally, her words reached the hearts of children.
Those who were abandoned must have already had enough reasons to give up their lives. However, the instinct as a life imprinted on the body was holding onto it.
Humans often learn the ability to give up their lives for the unseen. He could even lay down his life for the sake of the country… is also part of the harsh teachings of the military.
It turned to the military in the opposite direction.
for friends.
for those who will survive.
To torment the hateful country.
Children walking on the river bed with their arms folded, one by one, relax their arms and shoulders. Instead of stepping on the next leg, I took the step I took.
The chains that supported each other broke and flowed down the river.
No, maybe. A powerful invisible chain may have bound them all and dragged them along.
Historia, who came down to the river in search of the missing children, witnessed the scene and tried to save the children who were drifting away. But no force, not even the daughter of a military force, can hold onto her life, who has given up her life.
Amid the terrible devastation before her eyes, the life that Historia saved by swimming herself… ironically. There were only a few people, including Shiati, who was the first to flow.
They committed themselves to the Resistance, vowing to kill the military even if they died.
Not the remnants of the old power, but the true resistances born and raised in the military were born that way.
Mc somehow ties the whole story together, yeah?