How many people have looked up at that back.

How many people have dreamed of one day becoming like him.

At this moment.

And here he stood.

"Heinzwörm. ”

The queen spoke, with a slight trill, repeating the name from the mouth of the Great Swordsman.

It's a bit of a mouthful.

As can be seen from the pronunciation structure, it is Suomir-style "son of so-and-so". But excluding those who paid tribute to him in later generations, Haimir's name is not the traditional Suomir man's name.

Today, in the 1530's of the Lamanite calendar, everything related to it is buried under a thick layer of dust.

Time has diluted everything.

It is ironic that the last small group of people in Suomir today still react to this name.

As fate would have it, it happened to be at this point in time, and they all gathered here.

The spirits of the dead who returned during Halloween in August. The queen turned her head in a daze and looked at Archbishop Roman next to her: "Is it because of this Halloween, that I have hallucinations?" ”

"Why, why here. ”

"Someone who died two hundred years ago will appear—" she began, asking a question that she might not be ready to answer.

And she wasn't the only one present who was wavering in her heart.

"Why—but, our sins—" The great swordsman Hamir, who was kneeling on the ground, became incoherent, as if his faith had collapsed, and he could not believe that the back he had been searching for was now on the opposite side.

"Make no mistake, I said it, I don't stand on either side. Henry spoke, and Hamir was stunned for a moment, while the Great Swordsman and the Dragonwing Knight behind him quarreled again over the end of the fight.

Alternating cynicism and personal attacks, as if a new round of bloodshed was about to begin, the sage drooped, Kramer's sword tip.

He turned and looked at the Queen.

The sage's actions, which had already attracted the attention of everyone present at this moment, made everyone else look at her as well.

The queen stared blankly at Henry, at the man with the same color of eyes as her son and granddaughter.

—Sin. In the passage that the great swordsman Hamir said, this word was deeply imprinted in her heart.

"Are you, here to take revenge on us?" "Grandma-" "Your Majesty—" Princess Lola and Bishop Roman sounded worriedly, while the Queen walked towards Henry, and she spoke in a dejected tone, "To this ungrateful country, to the remnants of the sins that have been committed." ”

She knew what that sin was.

The name Heinzswerm is an extreme taboo for the royal family, an unknown darkness in Suomir's history. Even as a queen, she shouldn't have known this name.

This is history that should be erased, sealed away, forgotten, buried under a thick dust.

Suomir's royal family spent two hundred years burying him.

Because of the obstruction of the Great Swordsmen, all this was almost not possible.

The first generations used book burning and brainwashing to try to solve the problem, which was successful in most areas. However, because the great swordsmen took root among the people, the more they persecuted, the more the other party stubbornly defended, hoping that it could be used as a killer weapon against the royal family in the future.

There were faint signs of division in the country, and the situation was so bad that the church, which had initially sided with the royal family, felt that the wind was not right and withdrew and shifted its focus to the booming Padrossi empire next door.

The final solution was solved by King Suomir "Cunning Fox" Nils I, who ascended the throne in 1399. Summing up the mistakes of his predecessors, he learned the lessons according to the legend of a hero in the Lamanite fables of the classical era, who successfully managed the flood. It has changed the practice of blindly encircling hostilities, which will only further arouse the resistance of the great swordsmen who are based among the people, and make the country in danger of division. Facilitation communication was employed.

He affirmed the privileged status of the Great Swordsmen and established the organization "The Great Swordsmen of the Imperial Family". They were given the power to collect taxes and command armies and even enact laws at the local level, and the great swordsmen were promised autonomy to gain their loyalty.

This approach directly addresses the weakness of the Great Swordsman's heart.

Over the course of decades, they took root in Suomir. Young people who were alone became fathers and husbands, and when they had families, they began to fear loss. As a third-party force in civil strife, the Great Swordsman is still unjustifiable in the final analysis, and if he can get a real home and be recognized by the royal family, naturally no one will want to continue to shed blood and sacrifice.

Thus.

Many years after the birth of the great sword Kramer, it has been tempered and tempered, and it has finally become the sword of the Suomir royal family.

This sense of identity was a treasure that the great swordsmen of the time coveted, but they invariably avoided talking about the price behind it.

The name of Heinzwörm of Heimerning has been known since the Great Swordsman was surrendered by the royal family.

No one mentions it again.

Naturally, and expectedly.

As someone once said.

"Forgotten"

This is a sin that cannot be erased.

The royal family and the Church teamed up to kill him for the first time, and then the royal family teamed up with the Great Swordsmen to kill him who was still alive in the hearts of the people.

Even Her Majesty the present day learned of all this from a book by a certain scribe who collected many of Suomir's folklore. As a result, she expanded her interest and after several investigations, she learned about the dark history of her royal family in the past.

turned his back on the royal family who had saved the country's heroes;

The Great Swordsman who turned his back on the founder of the Order, whom they had followed.

Sure, they could come up with a myriad of reasons to excuse themselves, but these forceful self-hypnosis works at other times, when he just appeared there, as if he had come straight out of a story, holding the all-encompassing Kramer.

Everything shattered like a crockpot on the ground.

Suomir is ashamed of this man, the great swordsmen are ashamed of this man, and the royal family is ashamed of this man.

But that's not the case with the Dragonwing Knight.

"So you're all scared? Because you lost to a mercenary? Why should we take it upon ourselves when we know that? I don't know if I can't read the atmosphere or if I mistake the guilt of the great swordsmen as a retreat, the knight lieutenant Sig mocked arrogantly.

He still wanted to fight, and that was what his training had taught him to do. Fight and defeat your enemies, both at home and abroad. Defend the Queen, defend Suomir, defend the Dragonwing Knights.

The Great Swordsmen turned their hostility at him, and the Dragonwing Knights took up their weapons again. The pale-faced Menisdo stopped the bleeding and pushed away the person who was supporting him, barely but still standing.

He looked at the Queen, then at Henry, and finally at the Great Swordsmen—and he wondered how he could use this to escape with the Queen, and although the name Hamiring Heinzsholm did have some shock to him, this man was a problem that could be put on hold.

Immortal, nothing is truly immortal, and a way to kill him will eventually be found—Menisdo thought as he threw a "don't worry, I'll fix everything" look at the Queen.

The queen noticed his eyes, but still looked at Henry.

She stood in front of him, a face that had never aged since she was in her twenties, and only gray-blue eyes were full of the wisdom of time.

For a moment, she felt a little envious, but she immediately felt that everything in her mind was as if she had been seen through in front of these eyes.

"What the hell are you thinking—" Henry did not answer the Queen's previous question, nor did he answer her question. Her heart was pounding, and she remembered the fables she had read as a child, depicting human beings at a loss as they stood in front of beings far more intelligent than herself.

That's what it feels like.

It's a living legend.

"Aurora's Nightmare," they had called the man, always with pride. Because this nightmare was inflicted on the people of the empire by the Suomirs.

But when they turned their backs on him, the nightmare seemed to befall the Suomir royal family.

The wars of neighboring Padrosi eventually became fertile ground for all life, and the moths that existed among the aristocracy were exhausted in the civil strife, and the most powerful ones were uprooted by the new Emperor Clovis I. This gave the merchant class an opportunity to rise to prominence, which in turn made Padrosi a powerful merchant empire.

The people of the devastated southern town of Parnira fled to the port, which had once existed as a military fortress, giving it the nickname of their homeland and eventually thriving on the east wind of commerce. In the south, they exchanged with the dwarves and the Absellahs, obtaining high-quality iron ore and blacksmithing skills, as well as horses, and the wealth brought by excellent maritime trade allowed the port to grow larger.

At the same time, the Suomirs were so obsessed with the dream that one or two technological superiority of the kingdom would never be surpassed, and when they finally came to their senses, they had been thrown far away.

On the way to catch up, the royal family encountered internal obstacles, and fearing that the introduction of the Ramani culture shock would threaten their own status, the Great Swordsmen finally engaged in various bloodless power struggles with the royal family. The royal family eventually succeeded in weakening and banishing the Great Swordsman from the Queen's generation, but the power was completely stripped due to internal strife.

Although the self-defeating Suomyr royal family urgently remedied the establishment of the Dragonwing Knights, the major nobles in the kingdom no longer bought their accounts, and the real power of the royal family in the entire Suomir territory was limited to the court on the shores of the Heinzworm meteorite lake. It can be regarded as a continuation of the "nightmare" or "curse".

She actually knows all of this.

The Chancellor and the Dragonwing Knight regarded her as a naïve monarch, admittedly, because some of her practices did seem inconsiderate because she did not really take over politics.

But Her Majesty is not a complete fool.

Her so-called impulsive actions are not actually trying to break away from the birdcage imprisoned by the nobles led by the prime minister who claim to be thinking about her and thus control power everywhere?

But does it all end there?

"Are you here for revenge? to the ungrateful country. She asked Henry a second time.

The Great Swordsman and the Dragonwing Knights, who were arguing, fell silent. The Great Swordsmen looked at Henry and the Queen with complicated expressions, and most of them felt the guilt.

Menisdo frowned, he realized the queen's uneasiness, and he had not received a response with his eyes before, so this time he chose to open his mouth and began to express his confidence: "Your Majesty, I will swear to death later-" "Please be quiet, Menisdor!" But the queen, who had been soft-spoken, uncharacteristically interrupted Grand Master Dragonwing at this moment, which made him and the adjutant next to him, Sige, stunned in place.

"Yu is not a delicate flower that needs to be cared for. ”

"Suomir's lily of the valley is a flower born in the mountains. ”

"In contrast to the cold of the Northland, it is not a foreign thing that was born and raised in a greenhouse!"

"Your Majesty......" Not only the Dragonwing Knight, but even the Great Swordsmen and Archbishop Roman all looked at her with a blank expression.

The girl of Luoan, who did not understand Suomir, whispered to Kaleva's side and asked him to translate.

And it was only at this point that Henry's expression finally changed slightly.

He smiled.

"......." The queen blushed, she had always been reluctant to swallow the decisions made by these people on her own for her, and she finally broke out today, presumably it was related to this dramatic scene.

"That's how it should be. The sage spoke in a steady tone.

And these words, which were not uttered sharply, were like a thousand kilograms of boulders thrown from the castle.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Time seems to go back to the emotions that a young girl first encountered when she first encountered the story of "Hermiling Heinzwiller" in the cage of protection that still exists today.

Peeling back the layers of guilt for the sins of the royal family she belonged to, in the deepest part of her heart, she initially had the most primitive emotion of having the urge to find all the information related to this story.

It hasn't disappeared yet, but it's just the kind of emotion that has been wrapped up layer by layer and buried in the deepest part -

It's a vision.

The pact made to the knight and the maiden.

Even if you are an enemy of the whole world, you will carry it through to the end.

The man's longing.

If anyone could hold my hand—

She still remembers the end of the book vividly, although later arguments suggest that much of it is fictional. But it still can't erase the initial emotion it brought her.

【....... A white tower with a bronze bell.

Dark green forest.

Under the bright sunlight was the snowy earth, and the knight in the bright red cloak walked towards the white dragon.

Make an appointment with it.

give human courage;

give hope to humanity;

to give humanity a future;

In the name of humanity, he said.

I raise this sword to cut through an unstoppable future.

In the name of humanity, he said.

The knight shouted the name of the sword.

The name of its sword is -

Kremer. 】

She suddenly understood why the girl had no worries.

What a shallow and ridiculous fallacy it was, and I didn't worry about her being ruthless and unjust.

No, when she looked directly into the shining eyes of the young girl with white hair, she understood.

His eyes had been fixed only on his back, just as so many people had looked up to him in the years gone by, many, many years ago.

Faintly, the bright red cloak seemed to flutter behind his back again.

Reading that history in the past, the Queen thought that the fact that the tiny Suomir was able to stand up to Padrosi's army was "a miracle led by a hero".

She doesn't deny this now, but she has a new interpretation.

Yes, indeed.

If that's the case, if it's him.

If it was this man, if it was this man who was holding Kramer in his hand, he was standing in the most conspicuous place at the front line, shouting and rushing forward.

Well, the people who look up at that back.

I'm sure I'm going to feel my blood boiling.

Kramer is Suomir's national sword.

Because it is supposed to be the cohesion of the spirit of the people of this country.

If what the Patrosi people possess is the world's most tolerant heart, then what the Suomirs should have is the endurance cultivated in this icy and snowy place.

and the courage to move forward.

But once upon a time, I forgot all this.

"That's how it should be. Henry's words were like an icebreaker in the hands of an ice-mover in the middle of a lake in the northland of Aurora in the summer, hammering through all self-deception.

"I should be the queen of Suomir. ”

"And not the queen of the Lamanites. ”

"If we had followed the Lamanites alone, perhaps Suomir could indeed have become a commercially developed nation, and it would not be surprising that we had risen to the rank of great power with the kingdom's excellent mineral resources. ”

"But in that case, is the country still Suomir. ”

"Padrosi is only a man of reform, and if he directly copies the kingdom that all his deeds will bring about, will the children of the future not even remember this awkward native language? ”

"It's Yu Wait's mistake. The queen bowed deeply to the great swordsmen with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty......." Haymir, who was still kneeling on the ground with a sweaty head, looked at her stunned, then looked at Henry in front of him in a daze, and then turned his head.

The great swordsmen behind him all lowered their weapons.

Quite a few people's hands were shaking.

Not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Suomirs are square-headed.

Once you embark on a path, you will never come back.

The Great Swordsman who clings to tradition, and the Dragonwing Knight who overthrows them all.

Either approach is too extreme.

She deserves to do better, she deserves to lead them, to choose a path out of all that confusion.

Because she is the king of this country.

"......." Menisdo noticed a change of events. Her Majesty, who has always been regarded as a mascot and has no real power, has awakened something in her heart, and their transgression is finally coming to an end today.

He began to feel a little uneasy, still out of distrust of the Queen He served.

But as a courtier, he still has some self-awareness, so he is only silent and does not say a word.

"It's going to be a thorny road. Henry looked down at the young Queen Suomir, and said what he had said to another woman many, many years ago.

"But this world. Then he himself picked up the phrase: "There has never been an easy way to walk." ”

"You...... Are you back?" asked the queen to Henry.

"Nope. And he just shook his head and smiled softly.

"There's no going back. ”

"It's time for us to get out of the game. The loneliness in Henry's expression lasted only a moment, and he tilted his head and spoke to Mira and Kaleva with one hand in Kramer's eyes.

"Wait a minute, Lord Haymirin—" The voice of the Great Swordsman Haymir sounded behind him, and he got up and rushed to this side. "Uh-" Henry's steps stopped.

The ponytail swordsman gasped for breath, still not fully recovering from the previous intense exertion of physical energy.

"You-" "Hermänin Heinzwerm was dead, many, many years ago. Heng said in a calm tone, his gray-blue eyes showing no fluctuations.

"The person you should follow is over there, right?"

"It doesn't matter if it's twenty years late. ”

"Just do it. ”

"It's okay to fall. ”

"Just get up. ”

"As someone told me a long, long time ago, if you don't have a road, just go and make your own. ”

"Cut through thorns with a sword, but that sword doesn't have to be Kramer?" Henry turned and smiled at him.

"You ......" he stopped, and Mira and Kaleva glanced back at the young man as they passed by Haymir.

They led the horse in the direction of the north, and he stopped where he was, and after a moment of silence he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

"All of you—"

The Great Swordsmen changed their stance.

"Salute—"

Then pay their respects with the ancient rituals that no longer exist in this era.

Henry drove his horse forward without looking back, and the Great Swordsman's salute continued until he disappeared at the end of the road.

"I'm confused, you'd better explain it to me later. The girl Luo An spoke angrily, and the Kaleva next to her also nodded in the same way.

"Got it, got it. The sage shrugged.