139 Lady and Black Knight Stand Up 1

The square in front of the royal castle suddenly turned into a carriage with the emblem of the kingdom of Ioria. The six-person carriage is sturdy to build, but it can be seen to be of good quality in appearance. Judging by the number of guards, it is clear that the highest-ranking man is on board.

The carriage was stopped by the guard at the main gate. The guard was talking to the guard for a while, but the guard ran toward the royal castle with his face blue and rolling.

A scareless child who wondered what was going on peeked inside the window of a carriage with only half the curtains open. It seemed that many people were riding, but the clear and cute lady sitting next to the glossy silver-haired beauty in front of her took her eyes off. The lady slightly opened her eyes when she noticed the figure outside the window and leaned towards the man next to her.

The child ran away from the carriage at once. I can see that my face is getting hot. Should I go to the square and talk to my friends, or should I not tell anyone? Not knowing what the carriage had carried, the child kept running without deciding his destination.

As soon as the guard came back, the carriage was driven into the back. That's the closest carriage stop to the main tower. The entrance leading to the back of the castle immediately after getting off the carriage is only permitted for royalty and guests.

Sofia, give me your hand.

Kevin and Tobias, who got off earlier, are watching their surroundings. Sophia got off the carriage, relying on Gilbert's hand. Conrad goes down after that. The entrance through the sculpted door was still connected to the corridor inside the castle. Moving on to the servants, the people who seemed to be working stopped their feet and lowered their heads when they saw Sofia and the others. Everyone seems to be in a hurry. It's only natural that there should be a concert here with the Aeolian messengers.

Sofia leaves herself to Gilbert's escort and faces forward only. Now Sofia is Gilbert's wife and one of the messengers from the Kingdom of Iolia. Even if you don't want to see your face from now on, or if the fear of house arrest hasn't vanished, it's still too early to whisper.

I was guided to the sauna. The corners of the room are lined with knights at equal intervals, and the throne of the king sits at the deepest part of the room, above the throne. Gilbert and the others made their way to the center. Face the throne and wait for Helmut. There was a concert around Gilbert and Sofia, a little behind, and Kevin and Tobias lined up on the left and right.

─ ─ That's a lot of stuff.

Tobias whispered. Gilbert nods small. Though a messenger from an enemy country during the war, it does not seem to be the number against five.

"This is... a little troublesome."

Gilbert, who exhaled, had no expression on his face. Sofia looks at the throne in front of her. The chair had a gold rim and a deep red cloth on its seat.

"Welcome all the way to our country. Isn't it true that Ioria has not been able to discipline her messengers when she comes to the royal opponent without first mentioning it?

The back door opened and the incoming Helmut sat on the throne talking. Put your feet together and bend one elbow. Is that noble act and word because he is not yet king or prince, but is about to be king? Sofia was supposed to be scared, and it looked empty from next to Gilbert.

"Excuse me, Helmut. My wife has been abducted for so long that I couldn't afford it."

Gilbert raised his mouth. But his eyes were not laughing, and he looked at the helmut. Helmut looked at Sofia next to Gilbert and distorted his face, turning his gaze back to Gilbert. Gilbert didn't change his expression.

You ─ ─

"I am Gilbert Forster, sent by the King of the Kingdom of Ioria. It's been a long time, Helmut."

"Gilbert Forster... Marquis, huh? Hmm. Long time no see."

"Yes, the King of my country is here today to take the paperwork ─ ─"

It's a sumo! I'm not raising a white flag!?

Suddenly an intense helmut hits the armrest of the throne with the hand of a man without an elbow. There was not much noise, but Sofia unexpectedly shook her shoulders.

"You already know that this war is reckless. The people are exhausted, and there's nothing to gain from war anymore."

"What... what are you talking about! I'm going to be king soon. You can't lose a war!

The wrinkles between Helmut's eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper. Getting out doesn't suit the throne atmosphere at all.

"─ ─ Helmut, stop it now."

Conrad appeared in front of Sofia and Gilbert. The voice echoes brightly into the gazebo. Helmut stared at the concert with his eyes closed.

Conrad, why are you here?

"There's an edge. I decided to go forward with them."

Conrad said with a stretch somewhere. Helmut doesn't understand at all.

"Why are you... sinners with the messengers of Ioria? No, I see. It's not a bad spelling, either, of a sinner and an aiolian spy who took it out. ─ ─ All of you, catch them. Life or death!!

Helmut stood up proudly. The knights lined up around him pulled their swords from their hips. The high sound of metal rubbing overlapped. Kevin and Tobias also pulled out their swords almost simultaneously. Sofia casually stretched her hand against Gilbert's. As things stand, Gilbert and the others are clearly at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Conrad shook his head.

There will be no more sins.

"You're the sinner, Konrad!

Conrad's words do not reach Helmut's ears. Gilbert untied Sofia's strong hand. The warmth that I relied on leaves me. It was the heart, not the hands, that got cold. The five are completely surrounded by knights, and there is no escape. Gilbert looked around and noticed one of them.

"Is this... is this what knights do? A knight protects the weak. What does that sword do to protect?"

Gilbert talks indifferently. One of the knights lowered his sword slightly as upset.

"Hey, Lutz. I don't know!!

The man Gilbert called Lutz hardened his body. Gilbert doesn't miss the breakdown and pulls the man's arm out. The next moment, the bracelet of the right arm emitted a dazzling light.