Vincent Ballerhard was suffering from insomnia.
I haven't slept comfortably in a single day since my nephew left the palace.
I was constantly worried that my unsavory outsider cousin might be badly injured in the battle against a powerful monster, or that he might be injured.
I sent the Empire's elite knights and legions to the south in preparation for one, but I still couldn't help myself.
But that was only a few days ago.
"The Fire Dragon has fallen!"
"Your Majesty and the nobles are safe too!"
As he waited and waited for the victory, he forgot even his face and shouted.
"Then, yes! There's a lizard roasted in the fire! I knew I would! To be honest, our Majesty is not the strongest on the continent! I didn't believe there was a monster in the first place that could do such a thing! What kind of man is he?"
I looked at the crewmates and the statue as if it were ridiculous, but it seemed good.
He was just rejoicing at the safety of his outsider cousin.
The insomnia that plagued him the whole time also healed like a lie.
It wasn't until the supply that the outsider's cousin suddenly disappeared.
When I first heard the news, I didn't take it personally.
"You'll be back soon. Maybe this happened once or twice."
Another bad habit just disappeared for a little while, and I'll be back in a minute. I believed so.
It was an illusion.
Outsided cousins' oil was not a temporary result of simple morality.
An outsider cousin did not appear until the troops of the expedition gathered in the South and the troops of nearby lords had completely finished defeating the monsters who had been drawn together by the presence of the Fire Dragon.
Knights and soldiers of the expedition who had left for the south over time returned to the eclipse, but there were no outsiders among them.
Only the sword that I wore like a part of my body came back.
"What's going on?"
The knights of the expedition, furious as fire, gave him a letter.
Hello, Vincent.
The beginning of the letter began as if to say goodbye.
The person who reads the letter is usually stubborn.
He swallowed up the puffing and finished reading the letter.
First of all, don't insult me that I left. I know you're gonna curse me, but I can't hear you anyway.
I don't know if this is a letter written to raise medicine or a letter left to explain the situation, but he made an unexpected impression.
But he was just a moment too.
Unlike the haste of the playful letter, the rest of the content was quite advanced.
His shadow of the Empire is too great, and if he does not leave, the Empire and its knights will follow only his back.
You mustn't. In the future, we must find our own way forward. So that we can overcome the hardships that are coming soon.
Vincent Ballerhard yells at me without even knowing.
"What the fuck, Samsre! You can solve it yourself, just like you've done before!"
The letter said that there was a reason why he couldn't even look into his gut.
The horror of the future is not the kind of rhetoric that only one brilliant article can solve.
But thank God. If you resonate with each other, cooperate, and gather strength, you will surely have great honor.
So do your best to be prepared. When the great commotion comes, don't let it get confused. Don't let the same thing dare cross Leonberg.
Believe me, Leonberg, man will be much greater than I am.
After reading it, I could no longer condemn the actions of the outsider's cousin as irresponsible as at first.
It has been before.
The eyes of the outsider's cousin were always looking to the distant future that ordinary people could not see. The same was true this time.
But if there's a problem,
"Stupid! Stupid! You fools of the world!"
It was that even if I understood it with my head, I couldn't understand it with my chest.
Anyway, I'm going to ask you to do the latter. Not too much. Vincent is weak, so if he's too much, he could die soon. And don't look for me.
Hello, Vincent.
That or not, the letter is over.
Vincent Baleard saw and read only the last sentence that he might go to see his nephew.
"Ha."
Then I folded the letter carefully and put it in my arms.
"Did the lords also receive a letter?"
In response to his question, Kars Ulrich stepped forward and said:
"You asked me for the comfort of the Imperial Palace and the Leonberger family, and you asked Lord Adelia to become a milestone for the Knights of the Empire and Lord Arwen for the knights who weave the rings."
Vincent Ballerhard nods with a sigh and turns his head.
Bernardo Eli's name was not mentioned.
Bernardo Eli made excuses for his gaze.
"I mean, you left the sword to me!"
Vincent Ballhardt thought.
Looks like Bernardo Eli didn't get the letter.
* * *
Time went by like a shot.
It was two years ago that Idrian Leonberger left a few letters behind.
In the meantime, Vincent Ballerhard has organized several tracks with rangers to track down the whereabouts of his missing cousin.
Even though there was a faction that told me not to look for myself, that did not mean that he would follow the sentiments.
However, there was no trace of him for years to come, and the disappearance of him was only apparent.
It was an unpaired situation for him.
Moreover, it was not only the problem of his missing outsider cousin that troubled him.
Arwen Kirgayen.
She disappeared without anyone knowing.
To keep the vow of the Body.
If she was a daughter, it was natural that a horrible image came to her and complained about her.
Of course it was not his responsibility. Moreover, there was a distance of excuses.
In fact, the extent of the departure of the gifted was also what he expected.
I didn't know how horribly the lions thought of my master.
However, I had only anticipated that the first time the Eunuch disappeared would be Adelia Bavaria.
He's got a foot on an axe he believes in. I never thought Arwen Kirgayen would disappear.
He asked for Adelia Bavaria, just in case.
If you're leaving, tell me in advance.
Adelia Bavaria replied in a bold tone.
"He told me to be a knight. And I swore I would never disobey him again. Has it been answered?"
Vincent Baleard was sorry for nothing.
She'll be forced to hold on to it too, but I don't think she's bothered.
"You don't have to make that look. It is not just painful for me to remain like this and keep the tower he has built, all the glory he has achieved."
It was a hard voice to believe that Adelia Bavaria was the one who shed tears in the past.
"I'm glad to have Sir."
Of course, I don't think Bernardo Eli would agree to hear the sound of a 10,000 year old tycoon who breaks up with her every day.
Again, two years passed after Arwen Kirgayen disappeared from the eclipse.
In the meantime, there was a lot going on in the Empire.
First, Maximilian Leonberger, who was waiting for his brother's return, immediately succeeded him as the new emperor of the Empire.
Among other things, Siorin Kirgayen, who had lost her horrible daughter and suffered from asthenia for one day, ended up giving her a place in the statue and pointed to her successor as the eldest son of the Bavarian family.
There was a concern that he was too young to take up a position in one country, but Maximilian Leonberger dismissed in one word.
"He saved the country at a much younger age."
The fact that the new emperor would find my brother if he opened his mouth was already a public secret, and the fact that he was angry with fire was also a secret, so the minor newsmen no longer disputed the appointment of a new priest.
And a few months later, Maximilian Leonberger appointed Adelia Bavaria as General Knight of the Empire.
Concerns about the excessive concentration of power on one family led to the dismissal of your favorite knight.
By comparison, Bernardo Eli was relatively under-represented when he was appointed to the position of deputy commander assisting Adelia Bavaria.
It was not until Vincent Baleard realized that the new emperor's stubbornness was not normal, nor did he know that the empire's generation change was the flow of time.
And shortly afterwards, Marquis Villefeld died of old age.
Malkoy de Marseille, who was the new head of the crew, was the prince of the Netherlands, but became the chief of staff of the crew.
In spite of the empire's repeated generational changes, Karls Ulrich held the position of court knight commander firmly.
Vincent Ballerhard now realizes that his work no longer exists in a fully organized eclipse.
"I intend to go back home and spend the rest of my life. Isn't it time to think about the family's succession?"
The new emperor nods as he sees him floating around Zimjit Nusre.
"Maybe you'll come back to see your nephews after the ball. It's not a bad thing."
Rather, I helped him return, hoping that he would return.
With this in mind, some say that the new emperor was upset by the presence of the Northern Arctic Duke and welcomed him home.
Of course not.
The new emperor gives the king's title to Vincent Baleard, as the journeymen see it.
It was the moment when the history of the Duke of Ballerhard began.
"Brother, you do not disobey me, for you truly want to be rewarded for your past dedication and sacrifice."
At this point, Vincent Baleard thought that maybe the reason why his outsider cousin disappeared was because of his own horrible brother.
Of course, that wasn't all, but it was certain that it would take a big part.
In any case, Vincent Ballerhard was on his way home after all his work in the eclipse.
No, I tried to climb.
"The border is under attack."
If I hadn't heard of a sudden war about to leave the eclipse.
"Where is the border, who is it being attacked by? Did the Western kingdoms destroy their alliances and abandon their propaganda?"
When Maximilian Leonberger, who was out front of the gate for the evacuation, asked, the messenger replied in an urgent tone.
"No! I hear the allies are under attack too! Dothrin and Tutton! Only two countries!"
Maximilian Leonberger frowns on the messenger's words and looks at Vincent Baleard.
"Can you help me?"
In his polite words, he answered without hesitation for a moment.
"I'd love to."
Then he asked the messenger straight away.
"Which of the territories of the Empire are under attack?"
The messenger answered quietly.
"Well, those three fortresses on the western border and the territories of the old kingdom, north and north of Rhinepeal are being attacked simultaneously."
Flawless Maximilian Leonberger asked in a worrying tone.
"Are you okay? I got you, but I won't let you go if you're worried about what's going on in Territory."
It seems that the situation in the north, where many of the Veterans were killed in a few wars, was disturbing.
Vincent Ballerhard is soft in that worrying young gaze. He replied in a powerful tone.
"In the past, he has asked me many times to prepare for the coming tribulation."
And in addition, he said:
"And I, the empire, have never once forgotten his authority."
He said himself, Leonberg was perfectly prepared.
And he cried out as he saw the knights and soldiers of the north who were about to go up the way home.
"Now! Leave the catches of the Pentagon where the Knights are, and let's take out those who dare to cross the Empire!"
The warriors of the north, who grew up in the Sacred Wind, rolled their feet as if they had waited.
* * *
The day Idrian Leonberger left.
You blow yourself around avoiding the boiling lava.
Good boy.
I heard footsteps behind me every time.
"Hard? Do you want to go back now?"
While sweating in the heat of the volcano, Half Elves did not have a hard inner color.
I didn't feel like it. I bruised her.
"Why did you come all the way here?"
It's too hard to write alone.
"No, I'm not a kid. It's kind of lonely."
Face. Different from words.
I carelessly touched her face in her words.
But I didn't know what my face was like.
I stopped the meaningless conversation and looked forward again.
There was a mountainside full of spicy sulfur, and there was something I was looking for up there.
"Be careful. Don't get hurt."
He sighed in a small sigh and skipped between the lands he fled back to.
"Here we go."
She asked me, as I was stopping my feet for a while.
Why Dragon Nest? Previous lie. Don't collect Dragon Treasures.
I thought I was looking for the Dragon Nest to find the treasure.
"I'm not looking for treasure."
Then why?
"The flower dragon. It was a little weird. It must have been strong, but somehow it didn't work. I've never heard of dragons getting old."
Power, Relative Thing. You. Power. Legend itself.
"I'm certainly very strong."
In her compliments, I soon realized that the story had gone elsewhere and opened my mouth again.
"That's what Montpellier said. From time to time, the Flower Dragon has come out of the realm and turned the surrounding area into a blubber field."
Explained to Gunne, finding the right rock and blowing his body.
"That's a little weird. Because once the dragons take their place, they get dizzy and nothing else comes out."
At that time, a barrel of mud sprang out from behind the rocks and disappeared.
I pushed the floor as hard as I could and jumped over the rocks.
I was surprised to see something running away.
I reached out and grabbed the stranglehold of something.
"There's only one case I'd like to know."
Then I sent something that I captured to Gunne who arrived behind me late.
"It's only when you have a baby."
Kaaaaaaaaah.
The chunk of water in my hand, the flower dragon, wailed sharply with its short limbs.
I opened my mouth and threw up the flames.
Pop.
However, it was only a lump of flame that flowed out of the mouth of a young pharyngeal dragon that had not yet grown.
I looked at him and smiled.
The young pharyngeal dragon shook my hand and bit me.
"Ah."
Compared to the less grown body, this was sharp and the back of the hand became bloody in an instant.
I let go of the baby flower dragon just because my hands were getting weaker.
Hunting cubs too?
Seeing the twitchy back, Gunne asked me.
"No."
I shake my head.
"Past articles made a big mistake."
Mistakes?
"I didn't leave enemies to my descendants."
The Black Knights, who did not confront the mystery, began to chase only what touched their eyes, and finally forgot their way to the high places.
Thus the shining achievement was cast into the dust, and the glorious song became a cheap song.
I had no intention of making the same mistake as them.
I just came here to make sure I was right.
"And what. It's a little bit like killing him like that, isn't it? I haven't done anything yet."
Hiding behind the rocks far away, the figure of a flaming dragon with its head pulled out was nothing like the cubs of a frightened animal.
If I killed him like that, it would be a nightmare.
I poured out the blood on my hands once and gave my hand to Gunne.
I tore my clothes and began to carefully wrap the scars on my hands, as if natural.
"No, I'm not asking you to heal."
……?
"Lend me a knife."
Gunne purely handed me my sword, even though it was still full of questions.
I aim up there with the sword I was given.
"It's going to hurt a little."
Then he shoots a piece of light at the heart of the young flower dragon.
?!
The black dragon screams and climbs up that mountainside.
"In the future, it won't be easy to appear in front of humans."
I gave the sword back to Gunne.
When she looked at me like it was ridiculous, she asked in the shape of her mouth only.
It was a question of what would happen if the pup dragon attacked a human who had wounded himself in this event.
"Now, if you grow up that small and weak, but a little more, you will have the awareness of being a dragon, not a beast. By then, no matter what happens, anything that stands on the ground with two feet will be a nuisance. Because dragons are like that."
I looked at the back of the baby flower dragon and said,
He's a gift I leave for my descendants.
No, the word gift didn't suit me.
Yeah, I'd rather have this.
"He's the trials I leave for my descendants."
We are close to the trials they will have to overcome one day.
"There you go."
After confirming the complete disappearance of the pup dragon, I turn around.
Of course I knew.
If someone saw what I was doing, they could blame me for being cool and selfish. Or it could have been a stupid thing to leave behind.
Either way, there would be no commendation for my actions now.
Gunne sighed.
You're worried about someone else.
Then he approached with a large hand and wrapped and fixed my cheek.
Her lips were tingling.
Again, no one can blame you for not bearing your burden.
"Well, thank God."
He told me how many times and no one would insult me.
The turtle that was sitting in the corner of my mind melted a little.
She smiles softly and kisses my forehead.
"Hmm."
I'm touching my forehead with a gentle warmth that is clearly distinguished from the heat of the volcano, and my lips flutter again.
But are you really going to leave like this?
"I told you, I have nothing to gain. And frankly, I want to leave it and live free."
I wanted to live the lives of ordinary people, not knights.
Now even a faint memory, like a boy before he came here.
Headed down the mountain.
My steps were much lighter than ever.
It wasn't just because I threw it out of my armor.
I feel like something heavy that was pressing down my shoulder is completely gone.
I thought of pleasant imaginations as I went down the mountain.
Let's do something.
There was so much I wanted to do.
Farmers, businessmen, barons, blacksmiths, hunters and more...
No, there was something I had to do first.
"Let's travel together after this war. '
A long, long time ago, a war with her.
Even though she was not by my side at the time, she was able to explore the world by herself.
And when the opportunity comes, I will speak in front of her.
The world I saw was so beautiful.
Suddenly, the Andal started to grow.
I took a quick step without even knowing.
A refreshing breeze struck his cheeks and forehead.
I didn't want to.
Puyu. Puyu.
I heard a whistle that didn't even blow well.
Puck, it was a good day.
Finalize
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The Story of Idrians Becoming Frozen Farmers
The story of Idrian, who has always been a casualty salesman
Hiding in front of her every day and peeking at her niece (Vincent's daughter), Idrian reveals herself impulsively, hiding her identity and acting like a peer.
The story of the Knight of Steel after Arwen met Idrian, who had come to the forefront of Jordan to live a normal life, and grabbed the sword again.
The story of Idrian's reunion with Agnes
A story of a struggle that cannot be seen without the tears of a 10,000 year old bizarre Bernardo Eli
Adelia, who remained in the Empire, became the strongest knight and was favored by all the knights, and followed my ancestors to the forefront of the war against giants.
The story of two posterity (after Iron Age and Wandering) and Idrians who did not appear among the five preemptives that only existed as a setting without even a name in the pole.
The two behind the double were just thinking, but the five episodes in front of them were even written.
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