Chapter 550

Chapter 550: Prepare to advance 3

The next day.

I fell asleep unexpectedly well, thanks to the liquor that General Kingfisher had divided me, I approached the riverside to wash my face, where I met Sir Bonaparte again.

“Oh, young man.”

“Ya, good morning”

“You’re behaving differently. We were talking more easily, weren’t we?

“… uh, yeah”

“All right, all right.”

Sir Bonaparte washes his face when he says so.

“… ugh. Nice morning. Um, a morning in the travel sky is fine. Don’t have a feeling the day’s gonna be meaningful.”

“… sounds like fun”

“I’ve been locked up in the king’s capital lately. Honestly, I don’t really like urban life”

“You mean the countryman?

“It’s more of a journey than a country. I always want to feel like I’m gonna meet something new.”

I also feel that if I have a lot of people, I will often meet things I don’t know, but is that because I am an inconspicuous common man?

No, I guess you want more another stimulus, in this guy’s case, not trouble between people who are urban.

“I’m asking people about your past year. Looks like you’re doing something fun next time. As much as I envy you.”

“… Kensei just likes trouble?

“I hate boredom a lot. There’s always a lot of blood.”

Ha ha, and Sir Bonaparte laughs as he wipes his face by hand.

“There seems to be a lot of free time on the trip, but I have Celesta watching. Let me do what I really want…. Occasionally I do archery on young Kensei, but these days they have trouble having enough guts. Trotts don’t have enough seeds for adventure. If I could be as adventurous everywhere as you are, Angelina, I’d be in the mood for a workout as you are.”

“Well, it’s good and bad to be as adventurous as Renfangas,”

Adventure or death line? Yeah. It would certainly increase the sense of crisis in a country like that.

“This is a battle that even you and the god of war dragon can’t handle, so I’m happy to follow you… well, it was that way in the war, but you better not think you can keep up the same way in the future”

“Really?

“Oh, I can’t believe the dragon fought a direct meatball battle in the middle of nowhere, because he insulted this one the best. The mainstay of their art lies in aerial warfare, transformation, and the use of witchcraft. If we can brace ourselves from the air where we are gathered on the ground, no matter how strong our Sword Saints Brigade is, we cannot prevent it. And if you are a dragon transformed into a human body, its white soldier combat ability is comparable to that of the Great Sword Saint…. braces and battles in the human body, use these without alarm and you won’t be harmless and overwhelmed by boulders”

“… well”

The reason the dragon managed was because of the other alarm that if the dragon body could bring the humans together and defeat them.

But the dragon body looks big and advantageous, but it is even a weakness in some or more fights because it exposes a blunt weight that cannot avoid an attack.

What if we have switched to a battle that uses nature’s athletic ability and taste in the human body, as well as its icing ability, rather than a forceful battle due to its size and scaly hardness?

And what if the power and braces attack us jointly with a strong dragon body?

Even though this one has a dragon, an overwhelming complete like yesterday is difficult.

Though the Brave Corps is also relatively low in combat, this doesn’t mean that swords don’t work at all because they’re human except for Lyla and Maia. If pushed by the numbers, there will also be sacrifices.

Though there are many unwavering attack bills here as well, such as General Vincent’s lightning strike and Aurora’s slashing wave…… I can’t be optimistic now that the other one is off guard.

“Hopefully, you don’t want dead people on your side.”

“Yes… I see”

“Don’t make the mistake of pushing, young man. Looks like there’s still room to collapse inside the Dragon Palace, as my silver dragon daughter felt yesterday. If I carry it too fast, I can deal with people who don’t have to deal with me… well, I don’t like to get stuck like that.”

“No, I’m cumming that out there!?

“Ha ha, well, I’d mostly die alone, and everyone in the Sword Saint Brigade would be the same. If you fall, it’s a knight’s battle, a tale of giving up. But your girlfriend… No, was she a female slave? You wouldn’t want to lose them for nothing.”

…………

Again, I realize that they didn’t just show up in brain weather either.

I’m here to fight. There is always a chance of death. The target is a dragon.

And in this battle, you even came to help me, ready to die in this land no one knows.

Thanks again for that.

“Thank you, old man…. How much do you thank the Sword Saint Brigade people, if not enough”

“It’s too early to be thankful. The battle is not over.”

“Still…. I know it’s Mr. Deane’s call, but this is how you come to help me and Naia, and I’m really comfortable”

“Nothing, if that’s what you did a year ago…. Including me, Ulysses, and a few of the Great Sword Saints who are here now who were supposed to die then. Some said that those who did not take part directly, as well as masters and close relatives, were saved. Besides, Ruth and Raina are more grateful than anyone that you stopped the bloody revolution.”

“… with the king, the queen”

“It was also their dedication that facilitated the forced push of the god of war, Deane, and sent me and the Sword Saints here. Regardless of the impending appeal of the god of war, some of Celesta’s military superiors have moved.”

… Trying to be nice to people is something that comes around.

Realize that again.

“Ruth. Let me hold my grandson and the first thing I said was, ‘If you hadn’t stopped then, this child wouldn’t have known my grandfather’s hand’…”

And a year ago I had total hair…… now I stare at the water with gentle eyes as I stroke my short pruned gray hair.

“That’s what makes you greedy when you look at your grandchildren. Until this kid remembers my face… I think he’s going to die until he sees me. And I can’t allow you to have a grandson and die without even realizing that…. beat me and you said. He told me to hold my grandson, spoil him, live until I had to say it was a good life, worth the effort, and then die. That’s what I said. I won’t let you relinquish your responsibility.”

“… oh”

Right, right.

I couldn’t do it to my father. I forced him to do it.

And I have to do what my father couldn’t do.

“I want to be proud of my kids one day…. that I didn’t abandon the beauty who relied on me.”

Sounds like you.

“The result is… this commotion.”

“That’s fine. There’s more to bragging about.”

“… I can count on everyone”

“Having more people to rely on would be more than happy”

The old man strokes my head like a young son, nodding.

“You should be proud of your child. You’ve moved many allies, fought mighty enemies, and… you’ve got beautiful women. It’s everywhere. It’s a happy ending everyone wants.”

“… Ha. If you ask me, I might.”

Well, I have to win a tough fight with everyone to do that.

No, I’m out of combat, so do we have to have a tough fight for everyone?

… Yeah, it might not be a little cool after all.

One arm was used to wash his face painstakingly, and back at the center of the camp, where Mr. Hilda and Apple, Tetes, were working together on today’s medical exam.

And the sword saints sighing with a howl of happiness when they see the beauties working worthwhile.

I knew we all liked beauties. It heals, doesn’t it? Mine, though.

Also, a short distance from it, Angelos, Aurora and Almeida were joining the group that blossoms in swordsmanship rigging around the example Master Twin Swords.

“Here’s the thing, one sword at a time with both swords as I turned around like I lay solo (comma)…… here’s the thing, I know the timing was perfect, but it was awesome to fly that dragon arm in that instant”

“Don’t you try to force me, Abel. That’s what I could do because I’m a god of war. Your slaughter won’t cut off the dragon’s arm or anything.”

“There it is. That god of war Deane is definitely the commander of a sniper unit with no nightclass, isn’t he? How many Great Sword Saints can imitate a dragon’s limbs in such a single shot…”

“My Deane is out of standard for a lot of things.”

“Those two overnighters are salutations…”

“I was shown the sword earlier, but it wasn’t that uncommon. The style is Celesta, but it’s by the artisans of King Trotto.”

“But the disease, Dingil and I, we won’t be losing out on ourselves.”

“No, no, I’m certainly not going to lose if it’s just speed… but it’s this lateral solo move after all. Those two instant blows that helped Lord Brohl. Ugh, I want to try.”

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“Stop it. Of the disease. That one has a different quality of speed. I tried to imitate it temporarily, too, but I couldn’t. Fast is just the result. It’s already launched multiple attacks before it moved.”

“Mm… Speaking of which, I was hoping to accommodate Lord Mai Spear sometime. Sooner or later, if you get the chance.”

“Um, I’d love to be your mentor too, Sir Dingil to Sir Bay.”

“Ma’am, Dingill is not in a position to be Sir. I have a good track record, but I can’t put it on the throne.”

“Then perhaps I should call you Master Dingil…. I also deal with swords in both hands. But you can only use one-handed swordsmanship in both, and you can’t call it duplicity.”

“Wow. I’m a study-keen woman. No, excuse me, there are no female swordsmen in the trot. But I don’t personally hate glamour.”

“… you should be careful, this guy surprisingly likes women”

“Abel!”

Sounds like a very playful story.

Speaking of Trott’s Sword Saints, it’s a pretty interesting technology exchange for Trott Swordsman-oriented Aurora and Angelos, originally from Trott.

Especially Aurora, who was just coached by Naia during her previous special training, and some seem to regret not being taught by the trot’s famous swordsman.

“You’re all fine… even though it was yesterday today. Huh.”

“You barely fought yesterday, did you, Naris?”

“What do you want me to do with that raw dragon! What are you fighting for, Mr. Angelos and Mr. Aurora? Even if the Chiefs still know!

“No, yeah, you’re more right, though, right?

Only Naris is relieved at his usual rate no matter how many days away he is. Everyone else, they’re kind of growing up, aren’t they?

“It’s time to start a meeting. All right?”

Mr. Deane speaks up like that, and everyone stops chatting and forms a circle.

“The dragon leaves two heads behind to stop the ambush, and we march straight towards the royal palace. The enemy is also expected to do everything in its power. It will be a total battle… but I want you to work well with the dragons, including Lila, and strive to capture or crusade Reiner Excelisa”

“I don’t think it’s a glimmer.”

When Irina says so, Mr. Deane nods.

“It is expected that the enemy will also put in place measures. However, I do not believe it is impossible to deal with it with the existing force. The attitude of Dragon Palace is still opaque, but even if all of the local Dragon Palace turns to the enemy, I am confident I can destroy it”

“Don’t hurry, we’ll wait for the Baws.”

“That’s one means, but yes, if we wait days to allow the enemy to attack, the battle to protect the villagers will be overwhelmingly disadvantaged. I just want to grip the initiative on our side.”

For this one to attack, the Dragons will not be able to turn their power around to outmaneuver the attack of the elite knights.

But if you allow your enemies to take precedence, you can’t protect all the villagers from the braces first.

Thinking about it, there’s also a reason for a sudden push.

“Hopefully, I want Andy to stay on the offense from this one. Neither did His Royal Highness nor Irina.”

“I can’t hear that.”

I’ll give Mr. Deane an immediate answer.

Mr. Deane’s will to attack will be strong, but I would also like to reduce the damage to my allies if I could. It’s hard, but it’s best if no one on your side dies.

Then you can’t be standing on the arrow side of the negotiations as a dragon rider.

There is also a pawn named Lyda. There’s only one thing I can do.

“Hmm. Then I can drink tea and wait.”

“I’ve been whipping my old bones out so far. I don’t think it’s boring to talk about it when you’re not watching.”

And Irina and her predecessor seem willing to follow me, too.

“No, you better stay… in case there is”

“To accompany him means to accompany him. If anything like that happens, it’ll be more catastrophic than a frivolous death.”

“Hey, hey, hey. Old man. Short body anyway. You can take care of it.”

… Given the current momentum of Mr. Deane, it’s hard not to make a mistake if I’m killed the most. I don’t think that’s why you guys can die together.

“What, I’m not just going to play. We’re talking about the state. There’s gotta be strawberries out there.”

“Uh-huh. Maybe a little help.”

They say something similar in the same tone, with a child’s voice and a squeaky voice.

I’d like to leave it somehow, but I’m not in a position to say anything about anyone else either.

“… I have no choice”

“Um, I can’t help it”

Irina stretches her chest.

When I glanced at Naris, I said, “Yes, yes, I’m the escort, right? That’s right. Well, it’s better than going to the dragon with a bee, so good,” he sighed with an easy-to-understand face that seemed to hear.

“I will fight, too. This is my battle.”

“I expect”

Naia also once again announced her participation in the war.

Mr. Deane looks around and declares.

“Starting Operation Carlwyn now.”

(cont ‘d)