189 189. 59. Honeymoon for her (1)

Soon after the funeral, some of the Knights of Chang left to help retrieve the royal palace returned to the citadel.

I was able to hear the details through them.

When the Iron Magnetic Corps arrived at the royal palace, the enemies were already taking complete control of the exterior and preparing for the battle. When the enemy's defenses are not enough, the wire brawlers start long wars and sieges.

However, the iron barrel's defenses were so colourless that the enemies collapsed in vain that the interior response was unpredictable.

Citizens of the royal province rose up and fiercely attacked the gates occupied by the Imperial Army.

Of course, the civilian army, whose equipment was unchanged and not properly trained, could not take back the gates against the elite who were the mainstay of the knights.

But they didn't miss the chaos they caused, and when they stepped up to Yoke Wiloden, the leader of the Wire Magnetic Corps and the giver of the kingdom, they said they could finally open the south gate of the four gates in the northeast and southwest.

Enemies who persisted decisively in the outer walls eventually abandoned Mercury, occupied the outer city, and attempted to resist, but were also able to suppress it thanks to the active response and assistance of the citizens.

Later it became clear that all of those things were the virtues of the commanders and knights of the Grand Master who had left the army outside the royal palace.

But no matter how much the marshals prepared for it, such a massive uprising would not have taken place had the Queen's death not awakened the citizens.

There was no one among the Knights and Commanders of the Citadel who did not mourn the death of the Queen during the reporting of the non-Dragon Knights.

But the king commanded them to take anger in their hearts instead of lamentation, and they swallowed up sorrow and resolved.

The non-dragon knight told us how the Queen fought and how she kept her incision to the end, based on the testimony of the citizens of the Kingdom.

He also told me without forgetting how the Imperial Army tried to insult her last.

The Imperial Army did not have enough to locate and destroy the Queen's corpse, cut off her throat and head, and live elsewhere in the walls, and even forged the last of her fierce death, which was called the words of a cowardly fugitive.

However, there were so many who saw the Queen resist from the wall to the end, and one of the righteous fled after fighting with the Imperial Army.

As soon as I heard of the presence of the righteous, I knew who it was.

Half-Elf, it must have been the righteous man the knight of the spear who brought the Queen's body to the citadel after his arms were cut off and his whole body was badly injured.

When I was surrounded by the Imperial Army alone, I had a good look at the temperature in front of me. Her last breath, quietly hidden in my arms, was so vividly drawn.

I stopped breathing. I drowned in boiling water.

In the meantime, the knight of Chang also finished his story.

The king tries to stop the knight from coming and going far from other countries.

In a brutal appearance where no agitation is seen.

When the knight of the spear opened his seat, the king instructed him to write in detail what had happened in the royal palace and to inform the whole kingdom.

I wrote a letter to all the nobles in the kingdom asking them to join me.

It was a general mobilization order.

The king's horsemen became messengers and left the citadel.

And soon the whole kingdom began to boil.

To the extent that the roar of vengeance was heard by the nobles who heard the circumstances of the royal palace, and the sound of the silver men and the prosecutors quietly carrying swords to the fortress of the silver lions.

Soon after the King issued a general mobilization order, the lords near the border came to the citadel with the sick and some conscripts.

Through them, other lords also learned that they were in a hurry to gather Buriaburian troops to come here.

At that rear, I heard that the marshals are arming the citizens. Tens of thousands of voluntary enlisters are feeding on food and supplies.

Most of the citizens of the royal family who witnessed the end of the queen said that training and arming were not as common as the scam and the previous army.

It seems that the death of the king's horse or queen became a fire and spread throughout the kingdom.

Change did not happen only to nobles and citizens.

Someday the number of civilians in the citadel began to increase.

All of them were people from villages and territories adjacent to the border.

They did not dare to fight with spears, but they wanted to help the war in their own way.

“This... sucks, but when the soldiers come out...”

Some middle-aged guy packed a basket of grain and food he'd saved for the winter.

"I don't know anything else, but Hudred's good at it. If you give me any news, I'll work hard. ”

Some young men came barefoot and threatened their workers with a huddle job.

“Now that I'm a funky lady, I've been fighting fictitious battles with young people from nearby villages. But you can't just watch the guys who fought for me break their heads and lose their flesh, can you? So when I looked at men who were so immature, I couldn't help but look after someone who had hurt my hand. ”

Some chatty women also looked after the wounded at the citadel, saying that it was routine to care for the young men of Bane Village who had broken their heads and lost their flesh.

The atmosphere of the fortress, which seemed to burst into tension right away, was slightly diluted by their presence.

Knights and soldiers still cried out for blood revenge, but I noticed a lot of thoughts when I saw the civilians.

Beyond the independence of the kingdom, which the royal family cried for, they realized the existence of those they had to protect.

Even as knights and soldiers carved a new sense of mission into their hearts, the civilians continued to search for the citadel.

Not all of them remained in the citadel to help the soldiers.

Rather, the majority of them sought the citadel to preach just a few words.

I saw a crowd somewhere in the plains, and I was suspicious of where it looked.

A hunter chased after the prey and found traces he had not seen before searching the plain.

The words and behaviors of the man who moved to town a while ago are not like the kingdom.

Most of the stories that came out of their mouths were merely unfounded narratives floating around in the clutter of war. However, some of them were merely rumors of nonsense, so they were too detailed and consistent to be verified.

The king ordered the cavalry of the citadel to track down the signs or rumors the people had said, and as a result, they were surprisingly able to extract no less precision.

The King's Royal Guard and the Border Guard opened their eyes.

The number of people who were killed while resisting was one hundred, and the number of people who were captured while fleeing was twenty.

Even the commanders of the citadel, who had never imagined that the Empire's precision would be so openly active, were surprised.

But I wasn't even a little surprised.

It was only a short time ago that the nobles who should have become the eyes of the kingdom were devoured by the empire. It would have been strange if the Kingdom's intelligence network had not been punctured.

Of course, the royal family quickly dispatched management to take care of their territory, but it would still take more time to identify and manage the territory's aunt as thoroughly and efficiently as the nobles who have ruled the territory over time.

Moreover, the aftermath of the vandalism committed by the renegades was too great to be solved in a short time.

The people who were weary of looting and traversing were, of course, hostile and uncooperative, even to the royal family.

In the middle of the territory in the middle of the day, when the Empire's precision was so clear, no one told the lord.

In fact, even while the Imperial Army had been hiding for years in the kingdom's land, the kingdom had never even noticed its existence.

It would never have happened if the nobles had done my duty properly and the royal family had not lost faith in the people.

But what am I supposed to do? After what happened already. The past could never be reversed.

Now I was just thankful that this little change caused the Queen's death.

If it weren't for her, the people would have come to the citadel and told me nothing.

The time has passed for the king to take revenge and proclaim General Dongwon's decree.

The kingdom's army, which seemed to be advancing towards the Empire right away, never crossed that line without being assembled on the border line.

But everyone knew.

We know that this state of affairs will not last for long.

The kingdom was only choosing to hide.

I hope that the Eastern and Western troops, who gathered late at the border, will be reborn as one army, and that the Eastern and Western troops, who have spent many years without action, will complete their preparations for the war.

I was just waiting.

About a month after the Queen's funeral, when the full time passed, all the gifted angels of the kingdom finished gathering at the citadel.

I'm done picking the breath of the kingdom.

“I ask for the border. ”

Unlike ordering the vengeance of Joran Sre's blood in front of the soldiers, the king left me only a short reply.

There were so many words I wanted to say, but all that came out of my mouth was a greeting that I felt lucky.

The king smiled softly at me and quietly patted me on the shoulder.

Then he left the citadel quietly.

Some of the troops of the Central Army and the nobleman's household, who were finally organized into a single army, joined the king on the front lines of the Eastern Fleet, and the non-dragon knights of Dothrin, who spread throughout the kingdom and served as messengers, followed them on their way.

“Don't worry too much. Your Majesty is with us too, but I'm not so worried about anything. This is for you, but even if the entire Knights of the Spear run in, you can't defeat the Emperor. It's a real monster.”

“I know it's a monster. ”

“That's not what you think. So don't worry.”

Doris, who remained in the citadel until the end while all my companions were gone, comforted me that way.

However, shortly after, he left the citadel with the non-dragon knights who returned late.

And just a few days after everyone left for the land of the Empire, the aggression against the opponents of the rain-covered Empire army began.

I led the rest of the soldiers to the citadel and defeated the Imperial Army several times.

When I opened my eyes, I grabbed the sword and climbed up to the wall. I cut down everything I saw and handed it over.

Then, when the enemy's aggression ceased, he immediately opened the gate and ran over the border.

The Silver Lion citadel and the empire's fortress, located a day and a half away, were overthrown, and several troops were destroyed.

Upon returning to the citadel, additional troops of the kingdom who were late at the citadel were regrouped and deployed here and there at the border.

Arwen was assigned to the east side of the border with two legions, the Silver Fox and the Wire Magnetic Corps. Eli also led two legions, the Sackwind and the Dawn Knights, to guard the west side of the border.

The battlefield was no longer just the Fortress of the Silver Lion, and there were sporadic battles throughout the border.

Me and the masters kept the border without stepping back.

It was a busy day to forget to sleep at night, and it was a rare time to eat chinese in time.

In the meantime, the prisoners have come into my eyes, who only feed without anything to do with me.

The most eye-catching of them was the deputy commander of the young army.

An attitude that is consistently buried in captivity, and a sharp gesture that reveals itself in the middle of the Yawin with a defensive meal.

“Hoo.”

I spit out the elasticity.

He was a paladin.

The paladins of the Imperial Empire, which are also intact, are steamingly tall.

But I got used to not knowing where he looked. As the bear stutters his memory, I check his status window.

Above his head, an insight came to mind.

I called my eyes to tears.

When my friendship was not yet king, when the lions of the North, or swords, were called, the hybrids came to me, not prosecutors, nor wizards.

The founder of the Mana Chain, Ernest Altringen, the sixteenth disciple of Werner Rachelle, the eighth successor of Bureau Burdoff, and the fundamental theory of the Mana Chain, drafted by Gregory Hessler.

Later, I found out that the hybrid was the founder of Manahart, who made Manahart into a compost.

And the young paladin in front of his eyes was Altringen.

“Are you descended from Altringen family? ”

I asked him, and his face hardened like a stone.

An explosive life flowed out of his body.

I looked at him quietly with a fluffy smile.

It completely opens up the horrors and momentum that we have left behind.

The progeny of the Altringen family, who were staring at me with Cipherian eyes, resisted my posture with a stiff face.

But it was futile.

The one who stood up to me in the air threw up blood and stepped back.

Just like my predecessor did in the past.

“I've never seen a pacific retreat. ”

At that moment, I heard a voice leaving right beside me.

He was a young army commander.

I twist my head and look at the commander. He was staring at me.

That look was very disturbing.

I heard it was a harbor that didn't fight properly, and my face seemed to see me as an amusing spectacle. There was even a peculiar laughter hanging by my mouth.

I hid it elsewhere, but my unmistakable superiority and laughter went against my planting.

It was a time when my heart stood sharply like a sword in repeated battles with the Imperial Army. I was worried about the safety of the king and the army who had left with the fleet, so my nerves were shattered.

If I were a normal country, I would have pulled him out and hit him right away.

But I couldn't.

An activated [Power of Judgement] was telling me about Altringen's descendants.

He's a jewel that no one has ever recognized its worth. The pickpocket is dead.

“Such a precious man lies in such a filthy place."

I laughed without knowing.