321 272. The Imperial Princess is confused.

"Sister, are you sure you're okay? What the hell..."

"Why does Master Stayle have pride here, not in the kingdom of Friesia..."

Teary-eyed Tiara and face-pale Chancellor Gilbert repeatedly tell him, "It's okay, because thanks to the treatment, there's no more pain".

Chancellor Gilbert asked me to explain what the hell happened, but I'll hold him down until the stiles get here. Cedric pulled his arm and stopped talking because he tried to say it was his fault again with his contemplated look. If you mislead me into injuring the First Princess, if you suck, now Chancellor Gilbert's Iron Fist will fly.

In the meantime Tiara leaned on me as well, groaning in tears to make me regret, "Sister... please... me... nothing again..." I was the one who could tell you to be in the castle, and if it's true, Tiara is in a good position to be in the kingdom of Friesia instead of the castle.

Cedric ordered the guards to prepare the chair, and Captain Alan dared to gently and politely seat me in the chair. I called out to see if it was okay for you to hold all my weight in armor the whole time, but you replied in one word that you were fine. The boulder is a formidable knight captain.

"Thank you for waiting, sister.

The style appeared at the same time as all the knights were in place. Relieved by the calm and usual look of the style. Style, after he laughed at me when I called him, he looked around and urged me to "sort out the status quo first".

Captain Column tried to explain my injury, but he asked me to explain it. I felt like Captain Column and Captain Alan, as well as Cedric, were all going to take responsibility for themselves.

Explained the flow from the collapse of the south wing as objectively as possible from me as well. He tried to evacuate, the guard fell, Cedric tried to go help, I stopped him, and asked Captain Column to hold him... Steele and Chancellor Gilbert nodded small on many occasions in my story explaining to them not to be as misleading as possible, and Tiara's face turned bright blue. It would hurt my ears just to hear that enemy soldiers grabbed my leg or the rubble hit me straight in the leg.

Chancellor Gilbert was a little afraid to ask in detail, "That's when Captain Alan" and "In the meantime, Captain Column". But neither Captain Alan nor Captain Column hesitated to answer that clearly. I think it's the boulder captain who can switch at times like this. Chancellor Gilbert, who finished the conversation, muttered to himself, "You didn't seem deficient enough to be made," and finally lost his shoulder strength.... Though I was a little concerned that Captain Alan and Captain Column were both not losing any power at all.

Keep it up. Now the knight who treated me explains my leg condition. Special abilities spared pain and worsening, but healing takes time, so he still needs absolute rest. If you can't move it, you naturally get pain, and if you're bad, you'll delay healing. I swallowed up a population in the words I expected.

"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride... please leave the front..."

From beyond the footage, King Joan, as pale in face as Tiara, raised his voice. King Joan, who was listening to our conversation earlier through video, seems to be worried about me too. King Joan seemed terribly wolfish to clog the words' Why,... Why in such a state... 'over and over again.

"No, I'm not leaving this country.

I spoke with a clear eye to the viewpoint of the video being sent to King Joan. Why... to King Joan, who spicidly distorts his beautiful face, and Chancellor Gilbert and Tiara, who breathe into my remarks, I declare my will once again.

"I have decided to share my destiny with you, my allies. I will stay with this country until the end.

If I turned my attention to the point of view as I stared, King Joan spoke whether my readiness had been conveyed. As soon as I spoke to Chancellor Gilbert, "What's the state of the North Front Line?"

'... Dear Pride. Is that all wrong with me?

Ugh... ahhhh.

To a voice far heavier than lead, this time I held my breath.

If you look at the footage, until just now, there was a Knights leader holding his head in one hand in the footage that should only have shown smoke explosions and telecommuters since the bombing....... Asked, Shit.

For a moment, I seriously regret that I should have had my communication to the knight cut off. I'm glad the Knights Commander seems fine, but he seemed to see so much of the fearful hegemony overflowing from all over his body, even over the video.

Losing words and solidifying. Low roars leaked from the Knights captain when Style told him, "No, probably as I heard them all. Shit! I'm absolutely mad. I'm mad! Give me a break.

I can see the Knights chief squeaking heavily and pouting, "Six years ago... my words are already... you seem to forget..." and drawing his own blood. I wanted to apologize to the Knights Commander.

No, when I shook my lips as a mess, I felt an eye for a moment with the Knight Commander over the video. My shoulders rise and fall unexpectedly.

Then Captain Column and Captain Alan, who refrained behind me, bowed their heads vigorously, "I'm sorry."

After hearing the two apologies and meditating on their eyes for the first time, the Knights Commander concluded with one word: "As for the matter, it's not until we get back to the country". Keep it that way. Keep it tight, tell him to keep it low again.

'My Knights are still adhesive now. There have also been several serious injuries, so we are in the process of treating the special abilities and institutionalizing each team until the enemy moves.... so don't worry, it's just the telecommuters and me who were also listening to you right now.

... I don't know. Only the "Rest assured" part was spoken very heavily. Stile and Chancellor Gilbert nodded at the words of the Knights Commander and gave them back "spirits," but I wander my gaze without knowing what to do alone.

'But as soon as you give me your order. We are ready to advance.

At that time, for the first time, the Knights Commander's eyes glowed dull with guillary. Chancellor Gilbert roars small, following the words of the Knights Commander.

"This one has suffered quite a bit, and early settlement would be one hand.... Most importantly, the invasion from the south of both countries still hurts. Earlier, King Lance, who lives under the castle of the Kingdom of China, reported. The enemy invasion, which was supposed to be concentrated in the castle, apparently started pointing the blade under the castle. And the south of the Sursis kingdom is still full of enemy soldiers. My knights will be on their way again once they pulled it off in the earlier collapse...

The south of the kingdom of Chinensis, and even the south of the kingdom of Sursis, to which I was originally supposed to go. Although momentum was temporarily buoyed by the collapse of the south wing earlier, many enemy soldiers are falling into avalanche again.

Video from a correspondent under King Lance said he sent me just a rush report, and now it intersects the enemy soldier's anger with the scene of being swept around, just like he was spinning his camera around while it was on live broadcast.

King Joan's main force itself is good to be safe thanks to the hard work of the Knight of the Eighth Squad, but if we approach the castle for that matter, this time the danger for the people will increase. Besides, if anything happens to King Lance, this time it is also a crisis in the kingdom of Sursis.

Style also nodded at Chancellor Jilbert's words. If you keep wasting your time, this one will only drain heavily. Whether you want to turn reinforcements to King Lance, everything is at your fingertips except us and the knights who are here now. We need to at least finish the fight quickly.

"And Master Pride...

Chancellor Gilbert connected the words in such a way that it was difficult to say. That gaze is directed at my feet, and I swallow the words, too.

My hope is that I will remain in this land as Queen's deputy until this defense battle is over. It's just that when I'm around, I have to put down the necessary escorts for that matter, and it's true that it's your stuff. Furthermore, there are too many escorts in this castle at the moment.

To be honest, we should tear ourselves apart to some extent again in order to prevent a blanket attack like the one we've had before. Besides, it's also a problem that even though it's less powerful, it's pulling off so many knights that even one can be a great force as an escort.

I should have taken the knights to the southern defense, or under the castle of the kingdom of Chinensis, but with these legs I can see that they fall short of a foothold.

I guess Steele and Chancellor Gilbert have the same opinion. How should we disperse our forces at the moment, and where should we sharpen our forces to divide reinforcements to the south of Circus and Chinensis? And he's been trying so hard to figure out what to do with this luggage of mine.

The means to stay...

"I'll go..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded determined.

Turn around and it was Cedric. Everyone glanced at his words as he told them, eating and tying his teeth and gripping his fists. Cedric opened his mouth again as he stretched his shoulders painfully through everyone's gaze.

"I will take the knights of the Kingdom of Friesia to the Kingdom of Chinensis for reinforcements. That should disperse a little.

The Chancellor of the Kingdom of Sursis, who had been silent on Cedric's words for so long, raised his voice. The commander of our country, then, complains to the Regent and the Chancellor that Cedric does not put his hair in between "Fergus, Dario, there will be you. If you command it, Chancellor Gilbert will be there as before," he replied. The Chancellor also jammed his words into Cedric telling him to trump himself that there was no problem where I was absent, which was useless until just now.

"I would like to divide how much between the knight and the telecommuter that was attached to Pride. His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style, would you please… send me to the lower castle of the kingdom of Chinesis?

Style also nodded and responded to Cedric's words, who prophesied with his spine straight out. Then this time King Joan in the video raised his voice in an irresistible manner.

"Cedric! It's impotent, how much for you... you've never even held a sword before."

Again everyone turned to Cedric for the words of King Joan.

Now Cedric silently turns his gaze out the window so as not to unintentionally return the piercing gaze.

Perhaps everyone doubts King Joan's words, his own ears. "I've never even held a sword... yes, a seventeen-year-old prince is usually impossible. But even in the game setup, Cedric didn't learn to study until a year before the game started. Naturally, even swordsmanship and escort fighting.

Still answering briefly, "No problem," Cedric kept an eye on the view across the window with his hips sword in his hand.

"I am the second prince of the kingdom of Sursis.... With our own cuteness, we have no ex or child to let our brother, the king, die.

Clearly speaking Cedric showed Chancellor Gilbert and Style a little bewildered.

I guess he's hesitant to let the prince, who has never even held a sword, head to the battlefield. Originally, King Lance had also told me to leave a message, Cedric. Even though it is his will, if he puts it on the battlefield, it will also develop into a major problem. Besides, if we move under the castle, it'll be harder to help anymore. Communicators can contact us unilaterally, but we can't contact them from here with unknown coordinates. And Style can't travel to Cedric personally yet.

Maybe it's like letting the princes of an honest, misty alliance go to die for the Stales who know what Cedric has been like. I had no choice, this was when I opened my mouth...

"So how about this?

Suddenly, a bright voice rang all over the room that didn't fit on the spot.

Everyone looked to the Lord of the Voice and opened their eyes. There was someone there who exceeded everyone's expectations as a speaker.

"On behalf of your sister, I will go with Prince Cedric to the kingdom of Chinesis!

Tiara Royal Ivy.

A weak, heartfelt princess.

The most protected person in this world smiles and puts out his voice. To a voice as light as the sound of her bell.

Mix your majesty as a princess.