Sacred Chevalier

The stage of the story dates back to when the defeat of Faranx was swept by the King's Capital. Having read Faranx's letter addressed to Elsa, Kite came to have a certain hypothesis as well as worrying about Faranx's future.

(In this letter, we will have lost on September 9th. But Sasha told me about the dream on September 7th. At that time, the exact same thing is written in the letter as verified in the pawn of the soldier chess exercise. I mean, Sasha would have predicted the future...)

There are a very small but "unidentified" number of Goddess blessings. I can manipulate animals freely. I can float things in the universe. and so on. These, like magic, are temporarily considered to be part of the power of the goddess. There are also research materials on the protection of such unidentified persons. But the protection of future predictions was not among them.

(This only matches the details. Hard to think of as a coincidence. The protection that Sasha gained is definitely predictive of the future. But how do you manipulate that power? Is it a "predictive dream" or do you even see it when you're awake...)

Kate began the validation work to explore Sasha's abilities.

"For a week, Sasha wrote me what I dreamed about, but you're full of things I don't understand. Because I don't know the name and location of the person, I had it painted along the way..."

Kate threw paper on the desk and leaned against the chair. There were many pictures scattered around the desk like the one the child had painted. In flattery, I can't call it a good painting.

"Assuming Sasha's abilities are" predictive dreams, "I'd like to know the scope of those abilities. Can we look to the distant future? Can we designate the future we want to know in three days or so? Is it possible to designate battlefields, people, etc.? How far can I see from myself..."

He threw his legs out, groaned as he hung them on his back, and closed his eyes. Eventually I open my eyes and look down.

"Sasha, what do you think?

A pretty girl with silver hair close to white was diving under her desk. He grips a stiff roll with his lovely hand and carefully licks it from pole to tip. Stimulate the crunchy area with tyrosis, sipping the juice seeping through the tip and pouring it in at once. I move my head, I serve carelessly.

"Huh... Huh..."

Kate laughed bitterly as she looked down at the girl who hadn't heard her story at all. My holy knights thought Sasha might be the sluttiest of all, although each of the four is attractive. Whatever the look of it, it only looks like an 11-year-old girl, but that's why the young cunt tasted different than the other three, and Kite liked it. Especially the mouth. He cheeks all over his little mouth and stimulates it with a skillful tongue. When you're letting a girl serve you as you stroke your head, a frizzy sense of disloyalty boils down, and that burns even more inferiority.

First, it was "classic" to exhale desire in his mouth, then slowly, to taste all the young ones.

"Sasha, I'll keep it coming."

"Mmm..."

Touch the young but slightly grown up beauty. Sasha serves with her tongue as she stares at Kate, and swallows to the roots. Gently rub the bag with your left hand while rhythmically raising and lowering your head to encourage eruption. In the mouth service of the beautiful girl, Kate quickly ascended.

"Let's get it out."

Caught his lips in the area of the cali on the verge of eruption, stroking the crack of the tip with his tongue tip. At the next moment, the rod will tremble and eject massive amounts of lava into your mouth. Sasha took that lava with her small mouth as she lay down her sliced long eyelashes and rubbed the bag with her left hand. Cool throat moves. With a small mouth, I can't take all of the lava. Move your throat twice, three times.

Eventually the eruption subsides. When you make a sound and make the last suction, let your mouth go off the pole and show the man your mouth. filled with intense cloudiness like raw cream. Stir it with your tongue to taste and swallow. When it shows that it has dried up properly, it tackles the sucking out of the remaining lava in the section of the rod. Raise the shaped lips to the tip and suck with the turturtur.

Sasha, who is usually faceless and silent, serves the slut everywhere with that look on her face. Kate leaked a sigh of relief at the disloyalty of acting slutty to the girl and the satisfaction she would get from it.

The offended girl is lying on the bunk. He was devoured of all of his riches, released three times into his womb, and at the end of the day he was cloudy and tainted from his beautiful appearance to his chest. At first glance, she also looks like a pathetic girl attacked by a despicable, crude man. But this was what the girl wanted.

Kate sat in her chair as she stepped off the sleeping table and took the painting on her desk. Leave Sasha alone. Because I tried to wipe my body before and they refused. He likes to be left on the sleeping table after being squeezed out like this. Now, he says he doesn't like it when Kite isn't in the same room. What an unusual sexuality.

Sit down on the edge of the bedroom with a picture and watch one at a time. It's a painting like the one the kid painted, but I could have guessed something.

(It's definitely a predictive dream. Being able to see the Kabachi plain from the Wang capital means that this painting is considered to be within range of the entire kingdom......)

A red-haired man is talking to a pig about something. Assuming the redhead is Faranx, does this pig mean "man like a pig"? It was also thought to be a metaphor for something. The word "dream" is often a "metaphor". I don't necessarily dream about the exact same thing as reality.

(If it is a metaphor, I want to know even more precisely. Will Sasha learn to paint? Let's talk to Dr. Lilia. Predictive dreams...... no "Chirii Eye". If you can use it freely, the battlefield will change the common sense of the world)

Later, Kate jokes about her guess at this time.

'When the pigs come out, they'll judge it a metaphor for something even if they think in common sense. I couldn't believe I was [watching it], I couldn't even think about it then. Who would imagine that two thirds of his height has a human upper body?

The cadets at the Royal Knights College were nervous. The kingdom's most powerful grand general, with black eyelids and red hair and a red beard, enters the grand classroom. Some of the candidates said badly, "General of the Losers," etc., but when the man showed up in front of him, he was completely drunk by the overwhelming signs. The classroom calms down as if you hit the water, with a pinned tension.

(This is the Great General of the Northern Township...)

Everyone on the spot was so nervous that they couldn't breathe. Being a hero (Chevalier) candidate, Kate is not obliged to do this class. For this reason, it was kept unobtrusive at the rearmost end. Faranx looked around the classroom and slapped his hand gently.

"Nhoo...... you guys don't have to be so nervous. Lilia, please."

"Yes. General...... Ladies and gentlemen, you are here today for someone special. Anyone in this classroom would know. The Great General who protects the north of the kingdom. This is General Bergard Faranx. As some of you may have heard, the battle stations in the North are currently extremely fluid. General Faranx bothered to take a trip to the college to communicate the situation in the north and your expectations for the future from your own mouth. Such opportunities are rare. Listen carefully… General, please."

Lilia backs off in a gracious manner. But I'm not leaving the classroom. I sat in the chair provided for the corner. Faranx takes the stage. The teaching table looked small from its gigantic body.

"I'm Bergard Faranx. I'm going to tell you all a story about the North today. Let's conclude. As it is, the kingdom is in danger of perishing."

Classes of famous generals began when a large stone was dropped on the quiet surface of the water.

"... In this way, the Empire has prepared and attacked a whole new weapon. Though I'm proud of the sergeant, it's hard to keep the line if you're shot into dozens of steel bullets at a speed that won't go unnoticed. So I decided to withdraw."

There is a noise with Gotri. An iron sphere was placed on the table. One of the soldiers holds it and gives it to the candidate who sits in front of him, each one of them, takes it and checks the weight, turns it next to him.

"There is no such thing as a human being who can throw bullets as heavy as that for hundreds of meters. On what principle are you throwing that sphere? What's its range? What's the contiguity? We needed information about an unknown weapon. So, lost in the night raid, we infiltrated a secret detective and tried to find out how this weapon performed. Fortunately, the investigation was successful because there was a well-maneuvered, undercover detective, and the performance of this weapon is almost, obviously,"

A large piece of paper is affixed to the blackboard. Kate was surprised. That material made the painter write the cannon he saw, but it should belong to the highest secret of the kingdom. It was a grand release. I heard Faranx mean it.

"Now, this weapon... he says it's called a cannon, but it's better to have the snitch himself actually talk about this than I did. Kite, step forward. It's about you, so you're hiding in this class, right?

The college students get shitty. Look at Kyolo Kyolo and left and right. Kate stood up sighing. Faranx looks up because he was behind the big classroom. I thanked him and went down the stairs. The college students are talking to Hisohiso about something. My stomach ached.

"He is a hero candidate, but he was late and came to Fortress Vallihardt during his summer vacation. Extraordinarily requisitioned and infiltrated the Imperial Army in the Battle of the Beech Plains, investigating artillery. Kite, tell me the facts you saw and heard."

"Yes."

The minded kite gave a bowl of grace and showed the paper affixed to the wall.

"This cannon uses something called gunpowder. It can be made by mixing sulphur that can be collected in volcanic zones with nitrous stones that can be obtained from livestock manure, etc. They say gunpowder can be bounced with bread when lit. This playable force...... exploding power is being used to shoot out iron bullets. Its range reaches 800 meters. but the shooting performance isn't that high. If you fire it four or five times in a row, the cannon will become hot and unusable."

Bite down the explanations received from Lizaris Prada and tell them without footprints. I can't include "predictions" about how this weapon will change the battlefield in the future. That's because it's Faranx's job.

"Fine, thank you. Go back to your seats."

Only for a moment, Kate turned her face to Faranx. "Can I go back? was confirmation." Seeing a slight nod, I thanked him.

What Kate has confirmed is that the other piece of information doesn't have to be spoken. It was about Lizaris Prada's "Vision for the Future" in which he invented the cannon.

"I think if we devise a method of formulating gunpowder and the shape of ammunition, the range will increase and the power will increase. If they shoot hundreds of rounds of iron from a kilometer away, the stone walls will soon collapse. Oh, and one more thing, I was wondering if I could miniaturize this. Build a cannon small enough for humans to hold it to each and every soldier. Shoot out an iron bullet like a bean grain. I think it's gonna be a big invention since the advent of the bow and arrow."

Reminds me of the look on the face of a female inventor who was happy to talk. I laughed at my mouth and listened, but I can't forget the cold sweat that flowed on my back. By just one genius, common sense on the battlefield was about to change dramatically.

(It could be more dangerous than Austro Tormakia. If you're worried about the future of the kingdom, maybe you should have killed it. Most of all, I would have died too...)

Kite, of civilian origin, is nowhere near as loyal to the kingdom as compared to the nobles. Extreme stories, even if the kingdom was doomed and ruled by the empire, I even thought it would be good if I and the people I care about could have a peaceful and enjoyable life.

There was still no "awareness of power" in Kite at this time. At best, it makes the status of the Holy Knight and hero firm within the kingdom, to the extent that I wish my women and friends could live longer. It was a little further before Kate decided on her own path.

As Faranx walked out of the classroom, many of the college students felt dodgy and tired. I hear voices like, "Who is it, who said it was a mortal?"

The fact that the ever-winning and undefeated famous general lost was something that could shake the morale on the field. So Faranx conveyed reality in his own words to the candidates who would be responsible. Many college students were heating their breasts to the figure of a grand general who would tell them the way they were, prestigious but never decorated.

Some of them were sending their gaze to Kite. There are several parts of the Faranx story that were untouched. Among them, there was one thing everyone wondered,

"Why, Kite was chosen as a spy"

But the fact that I didn't speak was because there was some inconvenience there, and when I touched it poorly, I could have become a snake. For this reason, while many noticed, they hesitated to speak up to Kite.

(Man, you totally floated away. Well, it's better than a question attack...)

When I packed my bags and stood up, I cut my golden brown hair short, a woman who at first glance also looked like a young man approached me. Four men follow behind it.

"Second grade hero (Chevalier) Candidate Kate, right? My name is Flora Fairchild and I am a sophomore in the Administrator's Program. May I have a moment, please?

"What about the people behind you?

"They are the cadets who will join the Fairchild family. I'd like to have them present, if possible."

"We have to drop General Faranx off. If you'll excuse me later..."

Flora turned to the men who refrained behind her and nodded.

Follow behind the Phalanx, who walks magnificently inside the Royal Knights College. Looking at that back, Kate thought. This time, the military downgraded Faranx to "honorary nobility" and placed him straight in the Great Fortress of Varihardt. From Kite, who had decided to "incompetent" Wang Du's army, it was an unexpectedly clever disposition. As much as when asked, I wanted to revisit my perception of the military.

"Well... I'll be back north again, but before I do, I'll ask you about your future prospects. What do you think will happen in the north?

Standing in front of the carriage, Faranx asked. I will only state my reasoning to the extreme than I don't have much time.

"Normally, they'll attack us next summer. But in the battle ahead, the empire has also suffered tremendously. Showdown next year, not next year… I expect so"

"I agree. Approximately two years from now, that is, by the time you graduate from the Academy, the battle will begin over Fortress Varihardt. You don't have to tell me anything more, do you?

Kate nodded silently. Get ready. This means keeping your four holy knights instant. Regardless, that's not all. It's better to have more power. It also includes the meaning of making the heroes of the same grade, the Holy Knights, a little stronger.

"The next battle will be the biggest showdown of my life. A fervent battle awaits that breaks heaven and rocks the earth. We're looking forward to your work, aren't we?

Zoku

Kate shuddered unexpectedly. From fear, or from the warrior tremor? When he saw how it was, Faranx said nothing, just nodded.