Humans, dwarves, orcs, and trolls all bowed their heads deeply, moved by the trustworthiness.
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
Leaving behind the voices of the soldiers, Iniya entered his tent. Her elven soldiers looked at her with concern on their young faces.
“No matter how much you are an Auror user… … .”
Other races may not know this, but elves know it well.
What a physically weak race they are. Also, Iniya’s current appearance could never be seen if she had the physical strength of a normal elf.
“… … “Isn’t Your Majesty being too pushy?”
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Iniya entered the tent with an unwavering appearance. And as soon as he took down his badge, he immediately vomited fresh blood.
“Wow!”
Red blood pools on the dirt floor. In order to prevent her body from becoming dull due to the accumulating fatigue, she used her aura to forcibly inject vitality into her entire body. She was a side effect of that.
After vomiting blood, Iniya looked relieved.
“It’s cool.”
I couldn’t show myself weak in front of the soldiers, so I kept holding back. The relief was greater than the pain of vomiting his blood.
Iniya smiled as she looked at the puddle of blood.
‘As expected, I chose the tent well.’
The tent is so rotten that even orcs with sensitive noses can’t smell blood here. Well, even if it wasn’t a tent like this, the smell of blood would spread throughout the camp anyway, so it wouldn’t mean much.
It was then. A girl’s voice was heard from the shadows inside the tent.
“I guess you’re not feeling well, right?”
Iniya was startled and turned her head.
“Is it Siris?”
A platinum-blonde, brown-skinned girl appeared. He wore a pair of scimitars on his waist and wore Antares’ unique light armor made of a mixture of chain and leather.
“Didn’t you notice I was here?”
“Your skills have improved a lot.”
Iniya nodded honestly. Siris, who had honed the ultimate element of elven spirit magic, was far more skilled than before. Now, he is capable of winning against any number of Auror users.
“under?”
Siris asked with a laugh.
“My skills have improved? “Enough to deceive your eyes?”
Siris’ fierce eyes keenly scanned Iniya’s entire body.
“How damaged is it?”
Although Iniya deceived even the eyes of Auror users, the Siris Element, which integrates the power of the seven major spirits, has a higher detection ability than Auror users when it comes to understanding the flow of life. As soon as he saw him, he immediately realized Iniya’s condition.
Iniya calmly sat down at the table. He glanced over the supply and strategic plans that would follow and responded as if it was no big deal.
“It is true that I overdid it a bit, but it is not dangerous. “If you get healed by Archbishop Silan, you will be completely cured.”
“I guess that’s still the case.”
Siris frowned.
“But we don’t know if it won’t be dangerous until it is healed by Silan.”
Currently, Silan was leading the Philanense priests and doing his best to heal the seriously wounded in the rear.
The Priory of Philanens, located in Vasily, allowed priests from the Diocese of Antares to serve their homeland. Although it is invisible and cannot be moved openly, Antares is clearly a country blessed by Philanense. From the denomination’s perspective, it is a sacred nation that can never be abandoned.
“Wouldn’t it be better to call Cilan right now?”
“If he leaves the rearguard now, we will lose too many troops. “Unlike our enemies, if we lose a soldier we cannot replenish it.”
The number of seriously injured people that Silan currently handles exceeds 100 per day. And currently, dozens or hundreds of seriously injured people are being transported to the rear of Antares every day. If such tremendous healing ability is removed from the rear, treatment of subsequent seriously injured patients will be delayed and those who can be saved may die.
“Losing an experienced soldier is a greater loss than my own body being tired. Don’t worry. When I reach my limit, I too will call Archbishop Silan. “If a monarch neglects his own body to get hurt, he is also not qualified to be a leader.”
A king also has a duty to keep his body healthy.
“It’s just not the time yet.”
“Yes, you are indeed the Queen. “You are looking down on everything about her.”
Siris sneered, shaking her shoulders.
Iniya looked at her with cold eyes.
“It sounds like sarcasm. Jim is your king. Be polite to the king. I don’t care whether you serve me or not, but if the leadership is divided, the soldiers will become agitated.”
He scolds himself in a kingly voice with cold majesty. Siris bit her lower lip. She didn’t want to admit it, but the Iniya in front of her looked truly worthy of a throne.
‘how… … .’
He still can’t accept Leffenhardt’s death… … .
“how… … .”
Iniya has already pushed Reppenhardt’s traces far away and is clearly leaving her mark on the entire Principality of Antares. All of her people on Antares serve her as their queen and naturally accept that she is their queen.
He carries out his royal duties indifferently, without the slightest sadness or agitation.
As if she had been queen from the beginning.
As if Leffenhardt never existed in the first place!
“How is that possible?”
Iniya’s answer was simple.
“That is the king’s duty.”
The eyes of two women who loved the same man met in the air. The two women stare at each other in silence. Siris suddenly opened her mouth.
“Your Majesty Queen Iniya.”
“Speak.”
Siris’ voice changed.
“Are you not even sad?”
A sharp and hostile voice echoes in the tent, filled with shaking sadness.
“The people he left behind, the country he left behind. “I know the feeling of wanting to protect it.”
I ask sadly.
“but… … “Can’t we at least shed tears for him when others aren’t watching?”
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Iniya sneered.
“This is the country he left behind?”
Overwhelms Siris with a cold sneer.
“The people of Antares are people who live in the ‘present,’ where each and every one of them has a life and a future. “I have never heard such arrogance in my life, to dismiss so many lives as nothing more than the legacy of a dead man.”
Siris was speechless. Iniya continued.
“The only time a king is sad is when a dark cloud is cast over the future of his people. The only time a king sheds tears is when the blood of the people flows. “Shedding tears for those who are already dead is an excessive luxury.”
Tears once shed melt resolve.
The resolve that has melted will not harden again.
“Until the Empire is defeated, Jim will never shed a tear for him.”
Siris closed her eyes at Iniya’s abstract words.
“Well, the person you are… … .”
It felt like something was about to explode from inside my chest.
“Do you really love Mr. Repenhardt?”
“joy.”
Iniya snorted.
“He is already dead.”
He casually raises his hand to signal to leave.
“Let’s just go out now. There is a lot to do. “It’s a waste of time to talk about useless things.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. “You’re busy with construction, but I wasted your time with useless stories.”
After bowing in an excessive gesture to show respect, Siris went out of the tent with a sharp movement. Iniya smiled as she saw the cold wind blowing around.
It’s truly a young girl’s thoughts and a girl’s attitude. In some ways, I’m even jealous.
‘As expected, he’s still young.’
Actually, I wanted to do that too.
I wanted to throw away the cold mask of the king, the image of the king, right now.
After meeting Reppenhardt for the first time and entrusting the fate of the Styrian clan to him, I wanted to return to my original self, like when I freed myself from the duties of a leader and acted as a single woman.
‘Then I could have freely mourned his death.’
If there was just one more person, just one more person to replace him… … .
“ha… … .”
Suddenly a sigh came out. Even though I tried to hold back, the image of a man and his smile automatically appeared in my mind.
Then, Ini, I’m sorry… … .
I’ll just pass out for 10 minutes.
Oh my goodness!
Ugh, look at this guy… … .
The head is surprisingly big.
It’s just as cool as it is big, right?
The person who was quietly sleeping on his lap… … .
“… … “It’s a useless memory.”
Shaking her head, Iniya tried to clear her thoughts. And he took up his papers again for tomorrow’s battle.
“He is already dead.”
Her heart, which had been momentarily shaken, hardened as cold as ice, and she muttered softly.
“Leffenhardt is no longer in the world… … .”
Meanwhile, Siris came out of the barracks and was heading to his tent. Siris frowned at him as he walked.
She knew that Iniya was right. She knew very well that Iniya was doing her best for the current situation and for Antares.
I also internally acknowledged that thinking and acting like Iniya was the correct attitude.
“but… … .”
Still, I couldn’t do it.
No matter how hard you try to accept reality, somewhere deep in your heart, something instinctual is crying out that the facts are wrong. I cannot shake off this instinctive cry that even I cannot understand.
“no… … .”
Siris shook his head.
“Leffenhardt is not dead.”
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