The story of justice as a Tucao servant

38. Reverse, turn back, turn around

The melodious sound of the piano has been transmitted to the corner of the garden sheltered by greenery and flower vines.

The beating notes dance as the magic keys are pressed.

A jubilant ball, a lavish ceremony.

Everything about the blonde girl is out of place with this place.

He is obviously the age who likes to dress up the most, but he is wearing an airtight silver armor.

With a serious face, there is no smile that belongs to a child.

"This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I heard that His Majesty raised her as a boy."

"Yes, yes, it's no wonder, after all, he is the only heir."

In the private discussions of princes and nobles, the protagonist is the girl.

Even a child knows how to judge good intentions and malicious intentions.

"Allen!"

Regardless of the anxiously shouting queen behind, the girl ran towards the garden of the palace as if fleeing.

(A place like this is too painful!) The girl in silver armor thought so.

Just like that, he ran aimlessly, even ignoring the direction he should have.

Before I knew it, I ran into an unknown place that I had never been before.

The royal palace, which was supposed to be magnificent no matter where it is, is in ruins here.

The broken walls are full of weeds and vines.

(Getting lost... also okay.)

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Thinking of this, the girl crouched under a wall and cried alone.

She was crying as long as she could remember being taught to be strong.

"You look very distressed, little girl...let me help you." A voice suddenly appeared in my ears.

"!!!who?"

The blond man in knight armor stretched out his hand to the girl.

"My blood is the next king, right?"

The ignorant girl looked at the translucent man and nodded half-understanding.

"Then, please let me teach you, the so-called chivalry and—— kingly way."

As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee and held the girl's hand like a knight's oath.

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The girl opened her eyes, and there was a bright moon hanging in the sky.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if trying to grab the moonlight.

Put it on your chest.

"My people...my kingly way."

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"Alan, you haven't slept yet."

The blond boy was caught off guard by the blue-haired boy who was attacking from behind, and he easily lifted it up.

"Didn't you sleep too? You idiot." Struggling a little, and finding that the hands behind him were clinging tightly, Allen blushed, simply raised his head, and rested his head on Lance's shoulder.

The four eyes met, and what was reflected in the pupils of both sides was the other's face.

"I'm scared, Alan... The moment you were enveloped by that ice arrow, I realized that the whole country is not as important as you. As a knight, the only person I want to protect is you That's all."

The blue-haired boy gently put down the partner in his arms, the comrade-in-arms, the person he wanted to protect for the rest of his life, knelt down on one knee, and kissed the blond boy's fingertips lightly.

"Leave the front and the back to me! It's not the Lance who clamored to avenge the people of Bristol, but the knight who belongs to you alone, Allen!"

In the sky, the stars saw this scene and wrote it down.

The entire night sky was lit up by the sky full of stars, twinkling and twinkling, as if they were witnessing the purest oath of the youngsters.

"But as the royal family of Ferrance, I also bear the obligation and responsibility to protect it and its people. Let the two of us shoulder it together!"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed boy slowly knelt down and held his knight's hand tightly.A smile brighter than the sun was revealed.

"Big Lance...favourite!"

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Throughout the camp, the torches will not be extinguished throughout the night.

The soldiers with blood and hatred, their eyes red, are on guard for a surprise attack that may come at any time.

Taking a neat pace, patrolling round and round, wave after wave.

"About noon tomorrow, the army will be able to reach Keang, right?"

I rubbed the golden-blue little dragon rolling in my arms vigorously, and asked myself half-asked.

"Such an army full of vengeance should be able to take back Bristol like a bamboo shoot, right?"

"Who knows? Only the Chuangshi God can predict this kind of thing, right?"

As Xiaolong said so, he stuck out his little tongue and licked my palm.

"Hahaha, don't lick it, it's so itchy."

Feeling the wetness from the skin, I scratched the belly of the dragon in my arms.

The empty heart seemed to be filled.

"Thanks, Bahamut."

He whispered thanks to Xiaolong who seemed to be asleep in his arms.

I sat on the branch and looked at the companions huddling together not far away—the righteous companions I swore to protect.

murmured:

"This year's God's Birthday, everyone will be able to watch the fireworks together at Hero, right?"

(Although it looks like a huge FLAG, but...) I complained in my heart.

"Hahahahahahaha. Are you going back?"

Laugh out loud.

Water dripped from nowhere and flowed into his lips.

"Well, it's very salty."

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The scorching sun at noon is dazzling, scorching the earth above the clear sky.

The assembled huge army has an unstoppable momentum.

Marching people, due to the long journey and heavy armor, every soldier is already sweating.

But the tears of each of them shine with an immortal fighting spirit-sacrifice and ignited by hatred.

The ones who didn't fit in with them were the red-haired boy and his companions who were wearing a swordsman vest, shorts, and a red silk scarf.

It's no wonder, after all, it didn't belong to this army.

What arrived in front of him was the city wall that was not too tall.

A more dazzling and brighter light than the sun enveloped the entire city and the army.

The silver armor was surrounded by golden light, making it even more shiny, highlighting the heroic appearance of the comer.

"Frans people full of hatred and anger, charge with me! Go and liberate the oppressed compatriots!"

At the same moment the horn sounded at the princess' command.

"Come on—!"

"Avenge for Bristol!"

Shouting, the bloody soldiers, guided by their generals, rushed to the city that was taken by the enemy.

Inaccurate arrows were only symbolically placed on the city—but this is understandable, after all, the field of light released by the princess is too dazzling.

Followed by the army magicians, they used magic to build ladders for the charging soldiers to ascend the city.

"Let's go too!" the red-haired brave man said to his companions, and rushed out first with the miniature dragon on his head.

"Hey, Fei Aiwei! Then, let's go together! Lance!" Alan covered his face and said to his knight.

"Come on, show the bastards of Vesto to see the strength of our Ferlance!"

With the help of the acceleration of the magic pattern, the red-haired boy rushed to the forefront first.

Dexterously avoiding the incoming arrows, he began to attune his physical body with the fire element.

(Since accepting the power of a certain dragon, I feel that my mastery of the elements has greatly improved. Thank you.) The young man thought silently in his heart.

A stream of flames leaped up to the top of the city, and with the swing of the giant sword, with bloodshot eyes, the few Vesto soldiers who were shooting arrows in front were easily dealt with.

"!!!???"

The young man was just about to go down and open the gate of the city, but when he looked around, he was overwhelmed by the strange atmosphere in the city.

Quietly, if you ignore the shouts outside.

No one is empty.

There was no army under the city gate fully equipped to meet the enemy as imagined, and even the guards of the city gate disappeared. There was only a row of soldiers shooting arrows at the top of the city.

"It was ... easily tricked."

The boy said to the dragon above his head.

"Is this a normal thing? After all, there are so many of you. Who would want to fight head-on?" Long said to the boy in a teasing tone, as if mocking Frans' ignorance.

"Although your tone is very annoying, but...you are right, you are so stupid, people who are blinded by hatred."

While talking, the young man raised the giant sword with the ominous dark flame, and swung it towards the unguarded city gate.

"Oh!"

The Ferrance soldiers outside the city couldn't help cheering when they saw the broken city gate.

"Come on—revenge!"

But what awaited them was the deserted street and the red-haired boy standing in it.

Letting the red-eyed soldiers brush past him, the boy put away his sword and embraced the miniature dragon above his head.

"what happened?"

Using magic to set up an ice ladder, Alan and Lance, who successfully climbed to the top of the city, jumped down from the city, ran over, and asked the boy.

"As you can see, we have been put together."

Allen's voice sounded from behind, speaking on behalf of the boy.

"With such morale..." Allen asked this unavoidable question with some concern.

"There's no way out, just keep going - it's the only way out."

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In the city hall of Keang, the young princess led the three unique teenagers under her command to have a conversation with the officials of Keang City and the generals who were recruiting.

"Your Highness, in the entire Keang, except for the dozens of soldiers guarding the city, there are only nearly a hundred people left to control the city, and the rest of the Visto people were all evacuated yesterday... .In addition, except for the soldiers guarding Keang, the other people were basically unharmed."

The mayor of Keang timidly reported to the princess.

"...I see. Then, from the captured enemy army, did you ask about the situation?" The blond girl, still wearing the silver armor, asked the kneeling general.

"...I'm very sorry! Your Highness, those Visto people were killed by angry soldiers regardless of orders... I didn't supervise well, please punish."

He bowed his head and sincerely apologized.

"Huh—it's not your fault, Roland. Please get up. Then it's useless to talk now, let's go straight away!"

"!!!"

While saying this, the princess stood up and announced:

"It is estimated that the next few cities will be like this, so let's fight it all at once! Until—"

He pointed to the map hanging on the wall, facing the city that was officially facing the sea.

"Colin!"

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"The number of people is more than expected. It seems that they are really pissed off."

It was already late at night, but the man was still checking the battle reports that were constantly being handed in, and took a sip of the coffee handed by the boy beside him.

"It was unexpectedly fast. It took only half a day to take down four of the big cities. Sure enough, this little trick has no effect."

"It seems that Ferrance also has smart people! So, tomorrow is the decisive battle?"

The Naga boy showed his cute canine teeth and said with a smile:

"It's time to hit it hard, right?"

As he spoke, he waved his fist vividly.

The man gently straightened the boy's untied tie and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, head-to-head! Go tell the fleet to assemble—teach them a good lesson."

"Hi! No problem, sir!" The boy said, and gave a non-standard military salute playfully.

Looking at the young man who was about to go out, the man stopped him.

"If necessary, ask 'that' to come out for some air!"

"No problem! 'That' will be very happy!"

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"Cough cough cough cough—cough cough cough...cough cough, vomit—"

Blood, yes blood.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Come on! Come on—!"

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An army composed of tens of thousands of people is an unmatched army.

But after four pointless and futile battles, and this trek, every soldier looked tired.

That hatred, that fighting spirit, was almost wiped away.

Even though he knew it was an enemy's trap, he had to step into it willingly.

It's close.

Now, you can smell the faint smell of the sea.

The sound of waves hitting the rocks can be heard from a distance.

And the chirping of seagulls.

The outline of the city wall is clearly visible.

"It's okay for you to go to the city first, right?"

The princess in silver armor rode on the horse and whispered to the boys below.

The red-haired boy returned with a smile like a small sun, and with a somewhat proud expression, he tugged at the red silk scarf fluttering on his chest.

"Leave it to me! Protect everyone as—a hero of justice."

"You really dare to say it." The dragon on the boy's head was slapped away, and the boy's red hair was rubbed vigorously by Allen.

"Let's go together! We will definitely not lose this time!" Lance said while hugging Allen.

"I want to hug too!" Like a child, the red-haired boy opened his arms and hugged the two partners in his arms.

"Fai Aiwei, take it easy!"

"Hahaha,——no!"

"Hehehe, then," watching this warm scene, the corners of his mouth curved uncontrollably.The girl didn't hesitate anymore and shouted loudly.

"charge!"

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"You have come from a long distance, I am really terrified." He said so at any time, but the chessboard that had been set up showed that this was not the case.

"...We are all old."

"Time is really a scary thing, hehehehe." He didn't answer the phone anymore.

"Then, old rules, I'll go first."

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{...Now, it's time to make a decision again, 'I'. }

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