Intervenor
Rock
Iron
And sand spreads
"Don't be afraid! Keep moving!"
A lot of blood is sucked into the sand
"General Marquez!"
"What's wrong!"
A soldier rode up to the main camp on a fast horse.
He came to report to me, the commander of this battlefield.
"I heard that nearby friendly forces will rush to provide reinforcements!"
"When it will be?"
"By tonight."
You've got to be kidding me.
It's still morning.
"Thank you for your hard work, continue to request reinforcements from all over the country."
"Ha!"
Another soldier comes to take his place.
He's a frontline soldier.
"Report!"
"Say it."
"The current total number of enemy soldiers is estimated at 6,000. There are no signs of any detours or surprise attacks!"
"Fumu… What are our losses?"
"About 500 people were killed in action, and 800 were injured."
"I see... I hope we can hold out until nightfall."
The total number of our troops before the start of the war was 8,000.
We are still winning.
"I hope there is no interference from the other countries."
"……"
One of the company commanders looks uneasy at my whisper.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, I’m sorry!"
"That's all right. If you have any concerns, let me know."
The man wasn't sure whether to say it or not.
Despite his status as a company commander, this man is an excellent aide to me.
And yet this man shows such concern.
"It's just a rumor, but..."
"What is it?"
"Fifty years ago. There are rumors that the Marguerite family, who ruled this land, is still alive."
"Where did you hear that?"
"In a village or hamlet. But the rumors are spreading everywhere."
"I have never heard of it."
"It doesn't seem to have reached the city or the royal capital. It's just a rumor from a corner."
And then
The rumor became a reality that day.
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Everyone has lost the will to fight with weapons in their hands
No, they have forgotten the idea of fighting
Soldiers
Captains
Reinforcements
Me
Even the enemy, the Kingdom of Boldoi.
Everyone is looking up at the night sky and watching it
It is
"A flying… ship!"
It is floating between our Kingdom of Shelma and the hostile Kingdom of Boldoi.
"Soldiers of Shelma and Boldoi."
I hear a voice coming from the ship.
It sounds like a young man's voice.
"This land is under the rule of our royal family, Marguerite."
They have returned to this land that has already become a land of death.
"Stop the fighting immediately. Then return to your country."
The side of the ship moves with those words.
"If you don't comply, this will happen without mercy."
Where the ship moved, a light shone.
The light is like a broom star.
It fell between the two armies
Then the light goes out
And after a moment...
"Whoa!"
Like a typhoon, the wind swept over the whole army
The night sky became as bright as day
And I could tell by the brightness...
"G-General Marquez..."
The soldiers were terrified.
And rightly so.
For where the light fell, there was a giant hole.
I was called the ever-victorious general of the Kingdom of Shelma.
On this day, I fled back to the royal capital.
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