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I had a hard heart.

This time, I really focused on growing the knights, not me, and taking this opportunity to take them to the next level.

So I held my place with my butt torn and forced by the reports of the messengers who came every day.

It wasn't easy.

I wanted to run out of the fort with my sword in my hand right away.

Especially, when the appearance of a monster pulling the spike from the messenger's mouth flows, my heart already left the fort and ran through the vast plain.

I was so discouraged to imagine running through the plains and fighting with monsters.

In my mind, there were countless reasons why I couldn't leave the fort.

First, Arwen and other gifted lions and knights needed information about monsters.

The first priority was to look at the appearance and features of each report and measure their identity to show how deadly their poisoned teeth were.

That way the knights and soldiers could reduce the damage and, furthermore, the damage suffered by the people.

It was impossible for me to leave the fortress and wander around the kingdom.

Secondly, I had to follow the royal order.

The king warned me how many times he had sent a messenger who sat in the middle. My actions, which refuse to return, will close my eyes, but I will not tolerate any more.

If we break it and struggle, we will not be able to stand where we want to stand in the next war against the Empire.

Thirdly, Vincent's presence caught my heart.

It was Vincent who finally convinced the king not to let me out of the royal palace, and if I had an accident, this would also be Vincent who would be jointly responsible.

I never wanted Vincent to be penalized for me.

There were countless other reasons why I should not leave the fort.

I have so forcefully defended myself.

It was a terrible punishment for me and unbearable torture.

The vigor that had been jumped out of the palace and regained was no longer there.

I lost my vitality one day later.

A terrible helplessness has come.

I thought I'd have a mental illness if I could hold on a little longer.

And when the rush and the rain got a little moody,

By the time my information wasn't desperate for the gifted and punitive knights who adapted to the battle with the old monsters,

The stress builds up as it builds up and the gear explodes.

“Huh?”

When I regained consciousness, I was running out of the fort once upon a time.

”This is it. I'm out of Kiking, and I can't go back. ”

I turned my head again, rather than looking at the fortress that was so far away that I could no longer see it.

As it was, he headed west of the kingdom. I ran straight to a village that was suffering from monsters.

I had no choice but to wander the path, the impulsive journey that left without a guide.

However, I was able to reach my destination not too late after I stopped talking.

There, he reassured the villagers by acting like sheep, one of the selection team's knights.

Just one knight visited them, and they rejoiced as if they had been saved.

In front of them, the growth of the Knights of the Kingdom came to a halt, and the penalties for me and Vincent were so minor.

It's a matter of dying and living for them right now, and it's more important to hold on to today than tomorrow's peace.

I hesitated and went straight into action.

Through the stories of the villagers, I discovered the origin of the monsters and invaded the stronghold.

Those monsters were not great creatures.

But they've been breeding enormously for a while, and I've shed a little tear against them for the past half a year.

It was good when I first ran with my sword.

I was able to relieve some of the stresses I had accumulated while slashing the running monsters using the musical instruments. When they completely annihilated their decline, they were even more satiated.

Satisfactory, however, was once not so long.

“Your Majesty, it is time for you to go back. ”

I couldn't even rob him with the blood on my sword, but Karls and the court knights who preceded the damn Jordanian came to me.

I thought I'd run away for a while, but Carls, who read my thoughts, listed in front of me what would happen if I ran away.

It's as vivid as it can be from a horrible and tragic point of view.

“All those futures will not come if you come back with us now. ”

I was discouraged in the future to come to me, which I already knew, but did not realize much.

The steps were just heavy.

I was thirsty, but I felt like my lips were the only axe. I was starving to death, but I felt like I had only one crumb in my mouth.

At that time, I thought of the faces of the villagers and asked them to be comforted.

He was happy to see me, heard about the extermination of monsters and shouted.

When I realized that he was a knight of the Punitive Force, I laughed when I remembered the villagers who had frozen their faces.

And I carved it in my heart.

Above all, I think it is a priority to save those who have fallen in love with the Dotan. I think it's the first thing I have to do to get them back to a peaceful life.

In other words, it was a duty as a prince and a mission to carry as a knight.

“I heard your excuses. ”

I woke up from the sound of my voice.

“So you want to say that it's not a big mistake because your actions were done with a mission as a knight to fulfill the duties of the prince. ”

Vincent was shooting at me with a cold face.

“Uh.”

I have once again increased the legitimacy of my actions, which will sound somewhat audacious to Vincent.

The seeds were not eaten either.

“When did you not say that holding your own sword could help to calm down the small chaos, but it could not be a fundamental solution? ”

Vincent denied the reason I got a new sword.

“Now, neither the gifted nor the knights need my information anymore...”

And before the words were finished, Vincent threw in a loaf of bread standing in front of me.

“These are the letters that flew to the fort while His Majesty was away. See for yourself who sent the letter and what it contains. ”

I read the correspondence in a tangled fashion.

Some were letters sent by the clergy, and some by the lords.

He also sent each and every one of them to the northeast and southwest, but the content was not very different.

Correspondents were asking me for information about the monsters that appeared anew, as well as countermeasures.

“Where did these guys come out and crawl again...”

I turned my back on Vincent with an awkward face and began to write back every letter.

Splash.

Vincent caught up with the letters I had written.

“It's urgent. Pick out the most flying cavalry so they can arrive as soon as possible. ”

Then he summoned the knight who was waiting outside the door and handed over the correspondence. It's like you're talking to me.