118 The Night Before The Legend (side Charlotte)

- Elksia, King's capital, in the heart of the Kingdom of Dinlat.

The royal castle surrounded by waterways leads east from the bustling castle town.

In one of its castle rooms was a gathering of knights, members of Princess Charlotte's SS.

Among them, of course, was the figure of Gaston, dressed in knight armor.

From time to time, Gaston was trembling on his shoulders as he stroked the surface of his armor.

He had already begun to regret coming to the wrong place on the first day of his visit to the King's capital.

But Princess Charlotte has no reason to know his insides like that.

Because I lived a life where I didn't have to worry too much about people, and because I was originally born with a nature where I didn't care much about people.

She was a rooted royalty.

Princess Charlotte was the youngest of her brothers and sisters, and her parents, King Dinrat, had also slashed away early, saying, 'I guess this child will not be king apart', so she was not concerned about her surroundings in education, and was, to put it better, freely and, to put it badly, properly raised for the price.

For this reason, my vision was strong and slightly narrow.

Even from such Princess Charlotte's point of view, Gaston was somewhat out of place, distracted by the knights stretching their spines and tightening their faces, and lookin 'around restlessly.

Gaston is not an ugly man either, but SS had a lot of aristocrats out there, making Gaston's ill-grown look and tricks come to life. It was also fuelling the foreign body feeling she held.

I just had a feeling about 'you're floating something, this guy', but I didn't feel anything more than that.

I was convinced that people might be like this for dancing.

"Well, it's a little late for a bit of a mess... but from now on, you'll be my official SS captain"

"Yes..."

Gotagota, lightly done, but it was quite a critical rub.

He was forced to upgrade Gaston by hand at Wang Du's Adventurer Support Station.

The SS captain holding the first son, Prince Alphonse, is Class A Adventurer and Mad Warrior Brian Bond.

In contrast, Gaston was quasi-A grade.

It was Princess Charlotte's pride not to allow a lower-ranked adventurer to be placed in the captain than any other sibling.

It was going to rank smoothly if I took a little longer, but I wanted to make it to the SS unveiling that would take place in the arena at any rate.

Princess Charlotte made a scene in her name and succeeded in pushing Gaston from a quasi-A to a legendary adventurer.

Only three Epic Adventurers have existed in the past, and their names are to be engraved on stone tablets in every Adventurer's Support Station.

In the near future, the name of Gaston will be inscribed on the stone tablets of every Adventurer's Support Station.

The city of Romane should build a statue of Gaston as an honorary adventurer of his origins if he hears this report.

"Aren't you glad?

Yes, when Princess Charlotte told me with Doya's face, Gaston nearly lost her mind.

If Lancelot hadn't supported me, I would have flipped on the spot.

Anything is too different in scale than before.

A fictional figure named Gaston Garnand was walking alone.

"So I'm too busy to tell you, but I'm going to have you come out tomorrow as my SS representative to unveil the Royal Knight before the Martial Arts Games."

"Am I?"

Unexpectedly Gaston also got a reply with vegetables.

Princess Charlotte stares at Gaston in a bad mood.

Lancelot coughs to embarrass Gaston, but he doesn't even notice it. I couldn't afford it.

"Oh, revelation... what do you want me to do?

Gaston turns to former SS captain Lancelot like a threatened puppy.

"Lord Captain, as the knight of the fourth princess, Charlotte, you will fight with the knight of the first princess, Alphonse, in one stroke."

Lancelot replied, pale as a machine.

"What? Hey, hey..."

"With the help of Lord Captain, it would be like twisting a baby's hand to the point of defeating Master Alphonse's knight."

Lancelot said that lightly.

Gaston thought about going backwards and grabbing Lancelot, but he knew there was no point in winning by doing that, so he managed to keep it in mind.

Suspicious people attacked Princess Charlotte's carriage near Wang capital, but Lancelot had slaughtered and killed three people by himself and taken one prisoner.

In the end they were just bandits and my client was apart, and I couldn't grasp anything more.

But at this time, fear sprang up in Gaston that if he defied Lancelot or discovered perjury of his merits, he would be killed instantly, like those people.

"I know who I am, too. I know my dad didn't expect me to, and I'm not willing to be a king. Just don't let Brother Alphonse be king. He's just a good cat wearer in front of his dad, because he's a really bad guy. If you're that king, this country will end."

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"So overwhelm your stupid brother's knight in front of your dad tomorrow. Best of all, make the opponent's knight irreversible. You can blame him somewhat, so smash him with perseverance. If only Brian, the Mad Warrior the Marquis of Corglia had given way to Brother Alphonse, could not move, his path to the King would be distant at once."

It keeps getting bigger and bigger.

Gaston can't stand the weight and is about to collapse.

As usual, Lancelot supported me from the side.

"Good thing, Gaston. Brother Alphonse has a vitreous ball in his eye, and I'm gonna poke it at your dad. - You save this country."

Princess Charlotte said so with her distinctive Doya face.

Gaston prepared to die this day.

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In another room of the castle, the first son, Prince Alphonse, and his knights were gathered.

Prince Alphonse is a beautiful-faced man with gold hair close to the same white as Princess Charlotte.

It is usually calm and gentle in character and highly popular in the country.

Only today, however, it distorted its righteous face.

"- I see. You failed both the 'collector' scouts and the assassinations of Gaston and Charlotte."

It happened a few days ago, a zoromaniac cane take-out incident.

And when it came to Gaston, the hero who solved it, Prince Alphonse was using intelligence forces to purchase it as quickly as possible.

I sent SS members to join the Squad quickly, but Charlotte happened to have crossed me beautifully around the city of Romane.

From what I've heard, Gaston was a superman who should be credited with one in 10,000 years and no one in the world.

I can't believe it's overlapping that it's just a nook.

Even bumping his SS captain, the mad warrior Brian, will definitely lose.

Alphonse is currently the next king's most prominent candidate, but he is being caught up by his second candidate, Prince Sandras, his second son.

There was no way in this place I could expose my unwillingness in front of my father, the king, by the lucky punch of my stupid sister.

So he took two measures.

One of them is the assassination of Princess Charlotte on patrol.

In addition to the SS, Prince Alphonse had a team specializing in dirt work that could be moved in the shadows. But if their bodies go up and their identities crack, they'll soon discover about Prince Alphonse.

So Prince Alphonse forced a squad specializing in dirt work to hire bandits and raid Princess Charlotte's riding carriage.

I was hoping to surprise you well, but this one failed casually.

Given the risks, we can only hire disposable ones.

My winning eyes were thinner than my ex.

Another measure was to add the world's most powerful and feared adventurer, the 'collector', to his own army.

The record alleges that 'collectors' became legendary adventurers a hundred years ago.

He travels the world without getting old at all and gathers treasures from all over the world to go around.

There was difficulty in character, it was rumored to be terribly arrogant, greedy, rough temper and brutal on top of it.

But strength is definitely there.

About Gaston, it would be easily twisted down.

Because there were rumors that he had been seen in the country, Prince Alphonse had made his own knights look for him.

But I could barely get a clue, and at last I was approaching the day before the martial arts competition.

"Do we have to throw this fight away! It's a small battle if you look at it in the big picture... damn it! I thought that stupid sister was like what you got if you were the other guy, Gaston Garnand! I didn't mean for a man like that to come out of a country town! What to do... is it still shallower to make up a reason and crush the fight itself than to fight and lose?

Prince Alphonse scratches his head with gasp and squeaks with bumps.

"Dear Alphonse, leave it to Non."

A big man before Prince Alphonse said, in a low voice.

It is Brian the Mad Warrior, the SS captain of Prince Alphonse.

"No! I can't even pick up" The Collector, "and now I'm in trouble for you to get hurt! Something that can get the devil out in front of a monster that can pull a thousand cuts with his bare hands! In the unlikely event that you are rendered useless, my path to the King will be crushed! Whether you want to compete or not, set up an extraordinary person from the squad..."

At that time Prince Alphonse felt murderous and swallowed the words he tried to utter.

Another SS puts his hand on the sheath of the sword and divides it between Prince Alphonse and Brian.

"Sir, what are you thinking!

"Be willing to kill Master Alphonse, etc!

The SS said in a trembling voice.

Brian takes a step back and shows that he is unwilling to fight.

But still, their tremors never stopped.

"Dear Alphonse, leave it to Non. I look like a strong man. That's all the joy of this non... just for that, non serves you. Swear to the pride of the blood flowing in Noun, and be sure to slaughter that Gaston Garnand. I hope you never let that man's body stand on the battlefield again."

Brian slowly, heavily spins words.

A thirst for battle to the point of violence, leaking out of that milestone.

And either because he was excited to expect it to be close, or because his eyes emitted such a disastrous light as Prince Alphonse had never seen before.

Brian's cold air covered the room and shook Prince Alphonse and SS up.

Prince Alphonse understood.

I had intended to treasure Brian as a terribly strong knight, but Brian, whom the prince had seen so far, was not serious about him.

Brian was ripe for his role as SS captain so that he could play the child's deceptive opponent, in which he always looked forward to a day in which he could fight his true strong enemy.

Class A adventurer, mad warrior Brian Bond.

He is not Knox.

He is descended from a battle race feared to be a 'bloody giant', called Dardwarf.