Tearmoon Empire Story

"From the rebels, you haven't said anything yet?

As the horse stands, a long-sleeved man, entrusted with the aid of riding next to Abel, raises a sharp voice.

The man's name is Bernardo Virgil, characterised by a rich moustache and sharp eyes like an eagle.

He is one of the leading warriors in the Kingdom of Lemno, with two names: Gang Iron Spear (Seems to be Down), who heads the Immediate Army of the Kingdom of Lemno and Knights II.

Unlike a normal spear with a metal tip on the tip of a tree, an iron smelting spear that creates all of it from a single steel rod, a spear that is too heavy for a normal human being, so the nickname is Gang Iron Spear.

Unlike the Vajra Infantry, he is an authentic skilled knight who has devastated numerous bandits, won all the battles against neighbouring countries, and has raised his medal each time.

- The actual command is taken by Bernardo, you mean to decorate my first line accompanying him...

Abel and others had decided that......,

"Prince, how are you doing? I don't think I need to give you any more time... Fortunately, seniors have low walls and poor barricades built by rebel minutes children. It won't be hard to break through."

Bernardo appropriately asked Abel for instructions each time.

Of all those who despise the inert Second Prince, that attitude of proper respect for Abel's thoughts was perfect as a tribute to his minister, but heavy for Abel.

Because at your own discretion, you must proceed with your repression of the people.

"Serving as a Prince......"

After smashing it in his mouth small, Abel raised her gaze.

"It's a troublesome place to throw away. To raise the morale of the soldiers, here is a thought..."

"Report! We're moving into town."

With the voice of a soldier rushing in, tension rises at once.

"What? Have you even sent a messenger?

To Bernardo's sharp question, the young soldier answered with a puzzled face.

"No, that's..., two children coming... We are looking for a meeting with His Royal Highness Prince Abel."

"Stupid. Whether the rebel molecular flair is supposed to be close to His Highness Abel... But what about children?

"Well, it's not just a child, it's a friend of His Highness Abel's..."

"Alumni...? What the hell......"

"Excuse me."

One boy appeared, trying to push the commanding soldier away.

Soldiers were paving the way as they were pressured by the atmosphere of an absolute king who behaved like Rin and overwhelmed the others.

"Theon Saul Sankland, why are you here? No, wait... That means no way..."

Abel opened her eyes in amazement. Right behind Scion, because I saw her......

"Princess Meer......"

"Long time no see, Prince Abel."

In the light of day, platinum hair that shines like moonlight, beautiful eyes that dwell on the radiance of deep intelligence and firm skin...... That day, putting together a beautiful twinkle no different from that dance party night, Meer Luna Tiermoon showed up before Abel Lemno.

"If you came to see me, I'd be happy to..."

"Oh? Other than that, isn't there?

Meer tilts her neck and shows it today. But Abel knew very well.

Of course, it may be that you've come to see yourself... but more than that, I'm sure she's here to bestow this foolish feud.

Imperial wisdom, it just didn't seem to Abel that Princess Meer would come to see me just for herself.

- Maybe Princess Meer won't take my side... Still, I...

After a moment of agitation, Abel exhaled to be ready,

"How about you, Prince Zion? I don't suppose that means you're here to see me, just like Princess Meer until you are?

"Oh, right. This time, I was just going to escort Princess Meer... but I couldn't keep my mouth shut until I got here."

Scion lightly touches the pattern of the sword lowered to his hips......,

"It was just a little quicker than I expected......, the promise of a pre-summer rematch, shall I let it be fulfilled"

Abel, for a moment, was decent, as if he had been poked in the void...,

"Does that mean you're applying to me for a duel?

"If you want to return to the King's Capital without pulling out your sword, you can wait until the Winter Sword Games."

To Shion shrugging his shoulders, the moment Abel tried to answer, Bernardo stood aside and stepped out.

"You don't have to ask. His Royal Highness Abel, the Prince himself, who leads an army, strikes one, etc..."

"Refrain, Bernardo. The first prince of a great power is challenging a life-threatening duel for justice in his own faith. If you decline the offer, it will involve the morale of the soldiers."

Abel kicks the crap out of it.

Then, with a glimpse of Meer, he smiles faintly.

- Besides, you can't pull it in front of her, can you? While I...

exhale small, Abel said.

"Okay. Prince Zion, take that duel offer."