"Get out, Captain. The dignified Dragon-Winged Knight, even if he dies, he must stand and die under the blue sky. "You can't be a knight without self-esteem," Sieg said to Menice, and everyone around him nodded.

The small shop they fled into was a traditional stone and wood structure, with a lot of flammable materials and a coincidental lack of a back door. If the other party sets fire, he can only be suffocated to death in aggrieved or escape with a body of smoke and dust to be hacked to death by a chaotic sword.

Rather than fall to such an end, it is better to go out and save face while you can still maintain your calm, and if you want to die, you will die under the blue sky.

Even though they have been converted to the White Church for more than a thousand years, the Suomir people still have in their veins the worship of the pagan faith for the war death.

"Your Majesty—" "Needless to say, Lady Nice. The pale-faced queen forcibly raised her hand to stop the words of the Grand Master of the Dragon Wing: "Yu and the others still don't believe that they have the intention to cause harm, so does Qing?"

“....... We will defend it to the death. Instead of answering the Queen's question directly, Menicedo expressed his own realization.

This made the queen sigh softly.

The sound of armor parts clashing echoed, and the knights all stood up. It's a bit impenetrable to squeeze such a number of people into a cramped shop. Menisdo looked back at Henry and the three of them deeply, and the queen looked at the sage apologetically, "I've really bothered you. And the adjutant Sig on the side expressed his disdain and disdain as always: "Fortunately, mercenary, at least you died a glorious death." ”

The mockery hidden in his words was very displeasing to our Luoan maiden and the young porter, but the sage himself did not bother with him. The knights with spears ran out first and used their bodies as guards, followed by the second group of protection, and finally the queen came out in the midst of the crowd.

There were only more than 20 knights left in the face of more than 100 great swordsmen surrounding the array, Rao was wearing full-body plate armor, but they would also be framed and stabbed to death under the disadvantage of numbers.

Combat isn't a one-man affair, and wearing full-body plate armor doesn't make you an invincible god of war instantly. While it is true that it is possible to rush with arrows, in some cases in melee combat, it is also possible to use the armor's protective abilities to fight against attacks. However, when facing an opponent who is familiar with the weaknesses of the plate armor and has an orderly coordination, if the paralysis and carelessness have the illusion that he is invincible, he will still die quickly.

After the painful lesson, the remaining Dragonwing Knights will no longer make such low-level mistakes.

Humans are always quick to adapt to their environment, and after the initial confusion and confusion, the knights remember their years of training as their breathing becomes steady again.

They lined up to cover each other and leave room to play, their muscles relaxed but their stance alert, avoiding nervous convulsions but ready to attack.

My heart began to beat flat, and my legs and feet stopped trembling.

The momentum has changed. Although this still can't reverse the numerical disadvantage, they are ready to die.

The Great Swordsmen remained silent at a distance of more than ten meters, confronting them.

Although the midday sun is shining, it is by no means hot and dry in Northern Europe, which is already in autumn.

Is it a tactic to stall for time? Want to make your own side, which is more well-armed, quickly lose its strength in the heat and win the battle easily? Menisdo had many questions in his head, but he couldn't find the right answer to this silence.

They didn't rush up right away. It seems that it is not a lie to lure a group out of the group when he said that he wanted to talk about it well.

The two sides began to look at each other.

The combat superiority of the cavalry combined with more complete armor, even in a state of adequate preparation, the Great Swordsman's attack actually paid a great price.

The acceleration of the wind magic explosion of the dragon feather wings was an unexpectedly hidden move, and he thought that he had limited the opponent to a short distance where it was difficult to exert the cavalry charging ability, but he was swung by the wings that looked like they were just decorations.

Many of the great swordsmen who were injured and then simply bandaged were placed in the rear with their wounds. The two sides confronted each other in silence, but our Sage turned his head and began to observe his surroundings.

The midday sun hung high in the sky, and the whole lakeside town was calm and calm, as if it had experienced some degree of clearance.

Except for the small shopkeeper who was probably greedy for selling things to the Great Swordsman to make money and didn't leave, there were few civilians left. At this moment, the balding middle-aged man was hiding at the exit of an alley, looking at his shop with a worried face. The moment he met the sage's gray-blue eyes, he shrank back into the alley with a "boom."

"Look at that look, that's all you have left. Menisdo spoke, and the fact that the wounded had not yet retreated from the array could easily tell from the fact that they were sparsely manned.

This relieved him, but he kept it under control and didn't show it. Most of the knights were politicians who knew how to control their language to achieve their desired ends.

This is not something that can be done by chattering alone, and many times silence is the best weapon.

If you say too much, you will lose it, and some information will be exposed to the other party if you accidentally open it.

His tentative words went unanswered, and the two sides remained silent. Menisdo turned his head to the side under the cover of his allies, his helmet restricting his vision, and he could only do that. Scattered horses are located on the east side of the shop. They were in a hurry when they dismounted, and many of them had already run a little farther away.

They are a few meters away from the horses, and if they are not on a leash, they are afraid that they will be frightened and flee. He thought that if he wanted to escape, he would have to get back on his horse, but if this intention was easily revealed, the Great Swordsmen would stop him. As soon as the magician unleashed his magic or something and let the horses escape, they would be passive again—he was struggling to find a way out of the predicament, but at that moment, the queen behind him suddenly broke away from the guards.

"Your Majesty!!" cried out the knightess, distracted by nervousness.

The queen didn't look back, and everyone, including Menisdor, looked at her. Henry glanced at Mira, and the two stepped back together. The sage beckoned, and in the distance, a small unicorn with the horses leaned over to the reins of their mounts.

"Qing, what are you asking for?" Although she was not particularly gorgeously dressed, and although her face was a little pale from all this, at least on the surface, she still looked quite calm.

"Your Majesty, don't compromise with these thugs!" was so anxious that Megnis behind him opened his mouth, but the queen raised a palm to stop him from taking the next word.

"These are the people of the remnant, and who else is qualified to talk to them except the remnant?"

Menisdo hung her head and took a few steps back, as she began to glance at her own people, intending to get closer to protect the Queen. The Great Swordsmen also reacted because of this, and there was a commotion in the formation.

"Who is in charge? If you still say you want to talk, please come out. She said this and looked around, and one of the Great Swordsmen stepped forward. He was the same young man with a ponytail and a red armor.

"Below, Haimir, meet Her Majesty. He saluted, and the name twitched the corner of the sage behind him. And then there was another moment of silence.

"Qing, if you want to talk. Then why the attack, is it because the rest of the dress is unreasonable, or is it delaying the time, this can be explained-" The queen visibly lowered her posture, which made Menicedo and Sigur in the rear look very anxious. In their opinion, such a soft submission would obviously only make the other side gain an inch—but now that they were under siege, the Grand Master himself could not give any plan to break out. He racked his brains and meditated, only to find that in addition to fighting for both sides, there was indeed only the plan of conversation that the queen had chosen.

Haimir remained silent.

The Great Swordsmen remained silent.

The answer is actually quite obvious.

At least for Henry, he knew the purpose of these people early on.

Great sword Kramer, and these great swordsmen.

They were born from the extreme cold of the Northland, and they have always been the same to defend their homeland and country.

It is the sword of the Queen, the sword of the Church, the sword of the people.

It's Suomir's sword.

Even if Suomir doesn't want them anymore.

Even if there are already other people in this position.

"A hopelessly tenacious idiot. The sage spoke suddenly, speaking in West Coast that only he and Mira could understand.

"We want to. ”

"Go home. Hamir spoke, so he said.

This is an unexpectedly simple answer. They didn't offer exorbitant ransoms or other threats in the best possible situation, just a very simple, and even somewhat sad answer.

"But this—why?," the Queen's expression became mournful, and she began to speak incoherently.

"You're not going to give us a chance, are you, if it doesn't give us an advantage. Haimir raised his head, looked at this side and smiled, "I won't even give a chance to talk, I made up my mind to kill him on the spot if possible." ”

"......." Menisdo was poked in the sore spot of his heart, and he was speechless.

"Is that why you killed your fellow citizens?!" Sigurt cursed angrily.

Our Luoan maidens, who did not understand Suomir, were confused, and all they knew was that they seemed to be cursing at each other. She looked at the sage, and Henry simply motioned for her to step back closer to the horse.

"You say that?"

"I'm not actually a great swordsman, do you know?"

"My father was a garrison captain of Tarwa Suta, a very well-regarded and kind person. ”

After the Great Swordsmen left, he remained in Talva-Suta, partly to defend his family and to provide for his family. ”

"You all know the rest of the story, right?" More than a dozen meters away, the hatred in his emerald green eyes was still undiminished.

"After being persecuted to the point where I couldn't work at my post, my father had to leave with me, my mother and my sister to go out and work as a mercenary. His mother died of illness from exhaustion, and his father, who made a lot of money at first, was unlucky enough to injure his sword-wielder on the battlefield. Abandoned after losing value. From that time on, my father became less like my father, and my home began to feel less like home. ”

He began to drink heavily, gamble for money, and when he was drunk and awake, he was talking about wanting to get rich overnight and return to his old life. But everyone knows it's impossible. ”

After he owed a pile of debts, his sister was taken away by traffickers to pay off the debt. ”

"A week later, my father died of overdrinking. ”

"Half a year later, my sister, who had been overly abused, was no longer humanoid when she found her. I finished her with my own hands. He took a step forward with his big sword on his back: "So you, want to discuss with me the mutilation of compatriots?"

"Similar stories. Hamir shook his head: "Every one of us can tell. ”

"But revenge or something, it's actually okay anyway. ”

"We just want to go home......."

"Uh-hh

"Your return home isn't just about going back to Suomir, is it?" Manisdor remained calm, unfazed by the other man's words. pointed out that there was something in the other party's words.

"Yes. Haymir affirmed his words, and then looked up, his eyes with a familiar and somewhat frightened color on the side of Archbishop Roman.

"We're going to get Suomir back to what it should be. Hamir said with the expression on his face typical of religious fanatics.

"You are going to return Suomir to the chaos of blood and fire. Menisdo was sarcastic and merciless.

"If that's the way to get everything back on track. Haimir had no intention of showing weakness: "Your Majesty's policy is too soft, and it is wrong. We will correct all this in the name of the Great Sword and return Suomir to what she should be. ”

"Wait—" The queen looked a little bewildered, and she looked at the people on either side, while our Luoan maiden turned her gaze back to the sage out of ignorance of the situation.

"In a nutshell. Henry lifted a finger.

"What should I do?" she looked at the Dragonwing Knights and then at the Great Swordsman, the two sides were tense, and the contradiction between them was obviously irresolvable. No matter how naïve she is, after going through the life-and-death situation, the queen will no longer feel that she can let the two sides put down their swords and join hands in a few words.

This is a contradiction in concept. The whole of Suomir today is wrong for these great swordsmen.

She was caught between a rock and a hard place. The debt to the Great Swordsmen made her want to make amends to them, but the demands of these people to admit them back were clear that the precious peace of the whole country was about to disappear.

"It's two wolves. The sage shrugged.

"Fighting for the position of a sheepdog. ”

"These are all the sins of the remnant. The result of Yu's naivety - "The pressure exerted on her made the queen almost collapse." After the sage's explanation in a few words, combined with the deeds she had learned before, the girl realized the root of this conflict.

The Greatswordsmen's existential stance and political proposition is to actively interfere in everything in the country - similar to the one that some Mira is rolling her eyes at him, but the latter is a little different.

They wanted to keep the traditions, to keep the Suomir culture themselves, not to be invaded by the Lamanite poison.

And as a representative of this Raman poison, it is the Dragonwing Knights who persecuted the Great Swordsman and related personnel.

In contrast, the Dragonwing Knights' approach is typical of imperial loyalty. Do not interfere with the actions of the monarch, and do everything possible to achieve the monarch's ideas.

Two groups that seem to be opposites are actually similar in many ways.

On the one hand, there is a stubbornness and adherence to tradition, and on the other hand, there is a foolish loyalty to the monarch.

None of them could let go of their obsessions, and finally threw this problem on their own monarch, which overwhelmed the queen.

"A hopelessly tenacious idiot. What Henry had just said echoed in the heart of the girl in Luoan.

The sage may have seen through all of this.

"Your Majesty, please allow us to return, and in the name of Kramer, Suomir will surely return to what it should be. ”

"It's time for you to let go of that naivety, and to expel us and not buy true peace. How these Raman poisons poison our country, is it not clear to Your Majesty? Hamir said word for word, leaving his companion's array and moving forward.

"Nonsense. ”

"Mynice—" The Queen turned her head and watched Grand Master Dragonwing take off his helmet and step forward.

"As a courtier, isn't it our responsibility to make Your Majesty's innocence a reality? ”

"You're just thugs after all. He took off the armor of his left hand and threw it out: "Saying that everything is not as it should be, in fact, it is just imagining that in the past there enjoyed the status of one person under ten thousand people." ”

"No matter how you put gold on your face. None of you are loyal to the royal guard, and you have long since gone bad. I only know the idea of interfering with any progress with the so-called traditions that have fallen behind the times. ”

"I will fight you in a duel, Great Swordsman Hamir. ”

"If you still have the slightest honor in your heart, pick it up. Duel in front of His Majesty, in front of the Bishop, and in front of the gods to decide who is right and who is wrong. ”

"Your Majesty approves of such a way to avoid more sacrifices?" said Menisdor, looking back at the Queen.

"Wait—" Before she could finish speaking, Hamir leaned down and picked up the handarmour.

"As you wish. He reached behind his back, but it wasn't a handful of Kramer that came out.