Sacred Chevalier

Historically, there has been no example of a single hero (Chevalier) having more than one Holy Knight (Paladin). Regardless, there are mountains of examples where the Saints fought among themselves over heroes. However, the only example registered in the military's official records is assumed to be Kite's first and only.

"As it stands, I'll take the form of insistence. We need rooting inside the army, and we'll get another tip out to keep us out of sight. Your bad reviews helped."

"What does that mean?

"As a result of the allowance and the subsequent rhetoric, the four of them received concurrent acknowledgement. That's what I'm gonna do. In fact, it's not like there hasn't been such a hero in the past..."

"By the way, what happened to that hero?

"The triangle between a man and a woman usually ends in a tragedy, right?

Lilia Shrisp, the Dean of the College, just replied so. In the case of Kate, each professor acknowledges (although there are some rather reluctant parts) because all four of them acknowledge each other, have not had intercourse yet, etc.

"It's not foolish to think that if you have four Holy Knights, you'll gain four times more power. There's only one hero for you. You will be able to use it in time and place, and you will be able to accept it to a certain extent."

"As I think so, didn't the teacher direct...?

Kate laughed. Lilia Shrisp is not just a former Saint Knight. Her husband, Paul Shrisp, had little different vitality than ordinary people, but was a hero active by his extraordinary wisdom. It was Lilia who had received the Kaoru pottery the most. I can also make accurate situational decisions and political rushes. It was also convincing that my predecessor, Reda Factorin, said more than herself.

But it wasn't without dissatisfaction. To me, Lilia is my first woman. Over the course of two years, I tasted the beauty meat in every corner. I expected to eat that sweet meat again, but Lilia said no to it clarity.

"I am the Dean of the Knights College and you are its graduate student. I can't tolerate a relationship like before."

If they said so against the face, as a kite, I couldn't help it. Most of all, continuing the words afterwards was also the reason to keep kiting and respecting Lilia. Says

"If you want me, be a hero. When you're a true hero, I'll be your thing."

That's what he whispered and mouthed on his cheek. Needless to say, I got even more excited.

"Sweet!

The wooden knife is struck sharply and the shoulder is paralysed. Kate had an archery of swordsmanship with her Holy Knight (Paladin) (to be) Sophia Wolfalt. Leather wrapped around a wooden stick that won't hurt you if you get punched in. But Sophia's intrusion was unusual. He is also a swordsman who is rumored to be "College I if I let him take the sword". Even the stick, the blow was powerful enough to sound on the bone.

"Kate, you have no talent. If the talentless still try to be strong, they have no choice but to make up for it by their efforts. You won't be able to reach that Wesen with much effort, such as being able to slaughter it alone!

The pain strikes in again. But still, Kate didn't want to let go of the wooden knife. Sophia was revisiting the man in front of her again. Its intelligence and vitality are extruded in the hero (Chevalier). He would also shoulder legendary hero Walter Wackenheim. But a man is not happy with himself at all. Aiming for the far horizon, which no one has ever seen.

(Kate is making an effort. You can't let me get lazy)

My heart is fuller than ever before. At the end of an hour of archery, Sophia just as well was sweating. I'll go take a bowl of water. Kate headed to the infirmary. Though they are wrapped in leather, they can be beaten up. to treat it.

"Well, you're so swollen... I'll treat you now"

Pinched in with something soft and warm, groaning unexpectedly. Between the crotches of kite sitting on her sleeping table, a luscious beauty was on her knees to serve. Since knocking my ex-husband out, Claire has offered me that little meat as an obedient "asshole". I lubricate my own saliva and treat it shush.

"Kuh... it feels good, Claire"

Touch the head of the mature man you serve. Claire nodded happily, tongued out and began licking the tip. Lick clean off the white dirt accumulated in the cali as well.

"Use my mouth, heal me..."

He shrugged so in a plundered voice, and came all at once. Comfort springs up all at once. I didn't hesitate, and it got grand in my mouth.

Heroes (Chevaliers) have the right to be heard in military operations on the front lines. For that reason, you have to learn a lot about military science. Put a pawn on a map mimicking the Kabachi plain and let both sides go ahead and fight it. Even on this day, classes were held for soldier chess exercises.

"Until then. judged incapable of marching and shall be a victory for Kite"

The instructor stopped the exercise. The opponent's cadet looks remorseful.

"Damn... you're cowardly. Don't just run away, fight with dignity!

Kite a while back would have reacted painfully to that word. But now Kate just ignored it with a smile on her shoulder. The instructor also frowned at the student who cursed him with defilement.

"Dwight, come on. Blocking enemy supplies is fundamental to military science. You were obsessed with fighting only and lacked the perspective of maintaining military function. That's why I lost."

"If we fight properly, we're supposed to lose. No!

The instructor sighed and turned to Kite.

"Kite, describe your findings. I'll admit a few thorny words."

Encouraged, Kate stood in front of the chessboard again.

"The key thing about military action is not to lose sight of purpose. He was meant to fight the soldiers in the plains. But in the first place, fighting is a means, not an end. He was in an imperial position. In that case, the purpose is to see how to pull out the" Great Fortress of Valihardt ”, which is the heart of our kingdom. At present, in the vast Kabee Plains, we work together on each point, but we must always be aware of the enemy's ultimate goal"

"But this is a clash between the armies across the river..."

Against the opponent to argue with, Kate gently raised her hand and stopped.

"That's true, but even if you think about it, look. The kingdom I manipulated is the" defensive side ”. What is a defensive victory? It is to retreat the enemy with minimal wear and tear. The victory of the Empire, on the other hand, which you manipulate, lies in withdrawing the Kingdom side and erecting a bridgehead on the river. In any case, clashes between armies are only a means. I chose a different means than you to win on the defense side. But you didn't respond to that. That's why I lost."

"But... but then I ran away and imitated such cowardice..."

"You're not. Even if fleeing or setting a despicable trap, we should choose the means if we can achieve our purpose and bring one or more of them home alive. If this is a real war, how are you going to take responsibility for the failure of the operation? Even the soldiers have parents and brothers. I tried to fight grandiose because I didn't want to be stigmatized by the cowards and let them die as a result...... are you going to tell the survivors that?

………

If you say so, you have to snort. The instructor slapped his hand.

"Okay. Let's get to that. Whatever the way you put it, I agree with Kate. Don't think of it as war only when you cross swords and bows and arrows together. Maintain replenishment and also withdraw if necessary. The General and Staff who bind the army must not concentrate solely on one phase. We must always look at the whole thing. All right?"

"Oh, you took the invitation."

At the end of April, Elfina was drinking tea with her father, the Marquis William Roglaia, in a luxury salon in Wang Du. Though concentrated on territorial management, in the position of Marquis, half of the moon is spent in the King's Capital. With time it was also possible to face each other this way over the weekend. After his father's words, his daughter Elfina nodded.

"What he is aiming for is not the happiness of one individual. It's what transforms the Holy Knight, the hero, and the likelihood of war. History could move a lot, around him. I want to walk with him and see how it ends."

"As far as I'm concerned, I would have liked you to live with a slightly less hectic, peaceful man... but that's the life you wanted. Do what you want."

"Thank you. Father..."

William smiled and nodded. As I thought of it, I asked my daughter.

"But more than making the daughter of the Roglia a holy knight, you have to greet me and the others. When is he coming?

"Oh, Father. It has not yet been officially decided. It is a year later that the relationship between the Holy Knight and the hero becomes public. Until then, it's inside. If you make it too grand, it will make it harder for him to move too."

"Then I'd like to see you alone. Give her my beloved daughter. As a father, let me tell you one thing I don't like."

That said, William laughed a little. And be true.

"Every year, they say there's movement in the empire. They might come forward with the army around next month. Well, the past year or two has ended with a skirmish on the Kabee Plains. You won't have to worry so much..."

William will later look back on his words at this time, but that is a little further.

On this day in the Imperial Palace, a "meeting before you" had been held in front of Giltania Fiz-Turmakia, Emperor of the Turkish Empire. From the emperor's point of view, on the left, the crown prince Austro Tormakia, number one in the right of succession to the throne, and Noas Tormakia, number two, are seated on the right. In addition, there will be a line of military heads, mainly Marshal Kardas Grizzler, and civilians, mainly Chancellor Herman Zeppel. Kardas stood up and mentioned the policy of military action.

"The calm of the Kabachi Plains has been an imperial grief since the country's ancestor Otofleet the Great. The minister will perform his master in order to fall the fortress of Valihardt, subjugate the kingdom, and make His Majesty the Emperor's glory known to the king's people."

(Weren't you vomiting the same words last year? Even children can arrange shape-only complaints)

That's what Austro thought on the inside. Marshal Kardas Grizzler is not incompetent, but closer to a tactician than a strategist. I appreciated the fact that I had nowhere to turn as a samurai, but I didn't think I deserved the position of Marshal.

The Chancellor, Herman, raised his hand. Kardas stood up in exchange for a seat, stating his findings.

"Even with your minister, I know you want to support the high morale marshal, but the problem is that. If you are going to attack the Great Fortress of Varihardt, you will need the right army. Given the state of the treasury, it is difficult to raise so many large armies. Fortunately, spring wheat has grown well and we can expect abundant crops this year. The expropriation of each rural people can create unnecessary resentment. With an unburdened army in the treasury, we know we should first build a bridgehead of fortress attack."

A variety of opinions emerged on the occasion of the views expressed by the representatives of the literary martial arts officials. But Austro, who is also a ministry on the part of the martial officers, remains silent. On the other hand, Noas, on the civilian side, spoken his opinion from time to time.

"In last year's meeting, we were unable to break the glue because of the lack of the number of Saints. This time, why not have more than double the holy knights, smash their enemies with a single blow with the power of paranormal, and settle in the short term. Then the burden on the treasury will be lighter when it is somewhat larger."

The civilians agreed verbally, and the martial officers frowned. Using the power of the Holy Knight (Paladin) means, on the contrary, that we have fewer places to play our part. Above all, if the settlement is so easy, it can't last two hundred years. If this one has many holy knights, they will only be aligned in the same way.

(Noas is still unsuitable for the military. If I had a little less ambition, I'd have something under me that would make me wave my arms as a home affairs officer...)

"Hmm... this is what Noias says, but what's Austro's opinion?

Asked by the Emperor, Austro rose.

"My brother, Noas, in last year's battle, did not end up smashing his enemies. My brother himself will want to make that recovery. As my brother, I would like to give my brother a place to play."

Everyone on the spot gave an unexpected look, including his father, Emperor Giltania. In his mouth he contends with his brothers, even with courtesy. That brother will give his hand to his brother. Cardas, an Austro, tried to pinch his mouth, but Austro looked at it sideways and stopped silently.

"But, as Lord Zeppel said, we will also have to consider the burden on the treasury. My brother was willing and called it a short-term showdown. It will no longer be glued like it was last year. Am I right? Noias?"

I got my brother's gaze and Noas' complexion changed. I stood up with my teeth clenched.

"Father, go! Leave it to me. Kingdom-like, I'll smash it with my hands and let you see it!

His father, Giltania, sighed and raised his hand, letting the two sit down. Thus, under the command of Noas Tormakia, an invading army of kingdoms was to be woken up.

"Your Highness, why did they say such a thing? Such as being deliberately handed over…"

At the end of your previous meeting and back in your private room, Austro was stuffed by marshals, mainly Marshal Cardas Grizzler. Austro had difficulty sighing. I wondered if I could figure this out. In the more than two hundred decades since the founding of the country, only family patterns and lineages had been weighed and even the incompetent had become employed in the bloodstream. The result is this. As soon as I became emperor, I was going to fire them all.

"Because Noas fails. At a time when we think we can win if we take a large number of the Holy Knights, our failures are confirmed. It would be a good pill for my brother. Now if you understand your limitations and go your way as an administrator, the more you change."

"But if you succeed..."

"I can't possibly. Think about it. Take twenty holy knights (paladins), for example, and suppose they hit each other on the battlefield. You think you can win with that?

"If it's the power of the Holy Knight, it's possible too..."

"Idiot. That's assuming the opponent, like this one, is trying to hit each other on the battlefield and win. Unlike this one, there is no need to fight and win. Just protect it and that's fine. When twenty Saints come out, you just have to be thorough, consolidate your defense, and continue to endure. Or you can temporarily retreat on the spot and take the Holy Knight back in front the next day. In contrast, we don't have the skill to exchange. Anyway, the power of the Holy Knight will only last a day..."

The Holy Knight (Paladin) is flawed in some respects when considered as a weapon. The protection of the goddess Wellos is expressed for a limited amount of time, and cannot be active in long-lasting glances, etc. No matter how powerful it was, it would be difficult to use it as a weapon if it could not continuously exert its power. The Holy Knight (Paladin) can only be fully energized by putting in the "final phase" of smashing the opponent. That was military common sense.

When the martial officers left the room, the children's men appeared instead. At the dawn when I became emperor, they would sit at the heart of the military ministry.

"Your Highness's opinion is the best, but you should also consider the possibility of a daily administration of the medicine. His Highness Noas is in a hurry. They might violate the drug abuse ban."

Empires are less populated than kingdoms and have limited talent to become heroes (chevaliers). Consequently, the daily administration of ecstasy to heroes was prohibited. Compared to the kingdom, it's better, but the Empire doesn't do anything to throw away a hero (Chevalier).

In response to this opinion, Austro shook his head. Most importantly, I am aware that the party who gave the opinion will also be denied. Austro didn't like stupid opinions, but he also doesn't like blind endorsements. In an implicit understanding, the children's captains were trying to create a "if" possibility.

"If you do that, that's what Noas will strangle himself. Whatever caused Fortress Varihardt to fall, if he sacrificed dozens of heroes (Chevaliers) to take control of an area of the plain, he won't forgive his father."

"Right. And even if you hit the Holy Knight (Paladin) for a week in a row, the enemy is that (...) Faranx. I don't think it's easy to pull out. Well, let's take a look at His Royal Highness Noas."

Everyone nodded.

In a salon inside the Knights College, Kate and the four Saint Knights candidates were bickering around the map. It was only yesterday that the news of the "Movement of the Turmakian Empire" happened to pass on to the King's Capital and that the royal decree fell to General Bergard Faranx, who would keep the North.

"Elsa. What kind of person are you with General Faranx?

"Dad... No, General Faranx is the best known general in the kingdom for his excellent defense. I'm not saying this because I'm your daughter. As a matter of fact, General Faranx has never lost at one time. In the last decade, the Turkmen army has not been able to take a step forward on the Kabachi Plains. You can't lose this time."

"I agree with Elsa. Admiral Faranx is said to be strong on defense, but that doesn't mean he's not good at offense. No, given the number of war deaths so far on the part of the Empire, it might be stronger to attack. The Phalanx army is strong enough to say that it is impossible to pull it out, especially the iron-walled defenses consolidated by the heavily armed infantry regiment, playing Lord Gratina Wackenheim, the strongest saint. Moreover, this time the opponent is heard to be Noas Tormakia, the second prince. In last year's battle, Noas had no hands or feet in front of General Faranx. I don't think we're gonna lose."

Kate nodded as she looked at the map, but fumbled her concerns.

"Even though I didn't get my hands or my legs, I came out again. You should assume that you have something in place. I think Elsa's father would know the extent to which..."

As Kate expected, in the northern defensive imperative of "The Great Fortress of Varihardt," General Bergarard Farranks had a meeting with the staff officers. A big man with a jawbeard on his brown skin, but his eyes dwell on pitiful intelligence.

"Ho? More than twenty holy knights?

Upon hearing the information brought to him by the spy, Bergarard stroked his chin beard and smiled. The staff are also looking at each other. Normally, there are at most about five Saints who come out on the first battlefield. Because by the nature of the Holy Knight, you can't mix with soldiers and fight like every day. It is the Holy Knight who leads the guerrillas in side attacks and uses magic to disrupt enemy formations.

"No way, they're going to bump the Holy Knight right from the front..."

"Stupid. You mean treat the Holy Knight like an infantry? If you use it that way, the Saint Knight is not safe either. First, we fight the next day and the next. For just one day, you should use it that way..."

Different opinions fly. Eventually, Bergarard gave the instructions.

"Increase the number of spies to explore the movements of the Holy Knight. If you do something“ silly ”like bump right out of the front, bounce it back with a steel shield and all you have to do is ravage it. But just in case, prepare quite a few holy knights on this side too. Well, ten people would be enough."

The staff moved quickly. Trust in Falanx, the famous general, is immense. The general nodded as he looked at the map.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it. What measures will the enemy show us..."

There was the figure of a famous general who enjoyed the battle in his heart.