The Confederation of Kings was in turmoil after receiving a storm of shells.
　Among them, only the Red Dragon Knights stayed on the spot and fought hard.
　However, looking at the situation on the battlefield, it seems that the Lords Alliance will be defeated.
　First, the mercenary groups withdrew, then the knights of the other nations began to retreat.
　This is not to be defeated, felt E Ludre, the General General, that's how he felt.

　Not a surprising result. From the beginning, E Redre had a hunch that this was the outcome.

　It was rather good that the damage was minimized, he thought.
　He took out a letter from his pocket and left it with his sister Johanna.
　E Ludre said.

''This is no longer the case with the Red Dragon Knights. You shall deliver this letter to King Pharus.

Brother!　What do you say? The Red Dragon Knights can still fight. Let's just draw our troops back for a while, and we'll wait for a chance to fight for revenge.

No, it won't do any good. If I lose, the generals around me, if not the king, won't forgive me. They'll take my authority away from me and throw me straight into prison. I can stand the beheading, but I won't stand the humiliation of having a noose tied around my neck.

　E Ludre assured him, and then he let Johanna hold the letter.

'Listen, this is my last will and testament. Make sure you deliver it to His Majesty the King.'

　Johanna gasped at the presence or absence of E. Rudre's attitude.

'What is in this letter?'

"A petition to urge you to leave the League of Kings.

'Phallus is leaving the League of Kings?　Will you bow to the Demon King's army?

"Don't give in. We will not give in, but make peace. There's no way to stop the Demon King's army. If they continue to build a castle in Azuchi, Rosalia will belong to the Demon King's army. If that happens, the kings will not be able to gather here. The sooner we make peace, the better.

But will the king be convinced?

I'll convince you with my life. It's my last will and testament. He's not a wise monarch, but he's no fool. He will accept my advice.



　Johanna asked that with sad eyes, but E. Rudre replied without changing her expression.

''No way. I am still a warrior in this. I had no intention of losing from the start. In fact, just a few moments ago, I was planning to win. No, we were winning.

　'But,' said E Redre, looking up to the heavens.

'The blessing of the god of war smiled, not on this e-Redre, but on the man named Ike. It's a pity to say it, but I can't begin to complain about it. At this stage of my life, I'll be a senior vassal of the Kingdom of Phallus until I perform my last service.

'Well that's what this letter of admonition is about, isn't it?

"Aye, my last words to His Majesty the King. Once you see that bloody letter, your Majesty will make up your mind.

...blood?

　When Johanna heard those words, she looked at the letter again.
　There was a red liquid on the back of the letterhead. Johanna exclaims, "Brother!

'Brother!　You're not hurt?

Yeah. Actually, I took a lead ball in the gut.

When?　When did that happen?

'Pretty much at the beginning. I was unlucky enough to get a bullet in the air.

So you were in command from the beginning?　Did you have a body like that to call the shots?

'I won't use that as a reason to lose. It was completely my fault that they took the hill to the west. Besides, if they hadn't taken that spot, I would have lost to Ike.

　A general vessel, that's the word. If there is a size to it, that of E Redre would not be far behind Ike.

　He had been in and out of the battlefield for many years, and he knew that there was no victory without a cause of victory. That there was a victory without a cause of victory, but there was no defeat without a cause of defeat.

　Even if he hadn't been wounded in the early stages of the battle, E Redre would not have been a match for Ike.

　Ike, Commander of the Demon King's Army's Eighth Legion.
　He was the perfect opponent for Gérard et Rudre to fight in the end.
　E Ludre smiled with satisfaction and asked his sister to deliver the letter to King Phallus.
　Johanna could not ignore her dying brother's will either.


'Brother, be safe,'
"We will meet again in King's Landing.
Make sure you come back alive.


　He wanted to say a number of words, but none of them could be uttered.

　So Johanna bit her lip and mounted her horse and took the letter her brother had entrusted to her back to Phallus.

　As soon as possible and as swiftly as possible.
　That was her last filial duty to her brother, who was destined to die.

　Satisfied that his tomboyish, whiny sister had run her horse without looking back, E Ludre gathered the leaders of the Red Dragon Knights and held a military council.

　She tells the assembled officers.

The trend of this county has been decided. And also my destiny.

　I don't run upset with the executives.

　They've trusted my orders no matter what the situation, and they've wielded the sword to the end. They always have. And will continue to do so.

"I will stay in this battlefield to help the soldiers of the Lords Alliance escape. I will not ask you to crush me. The final charge will be made in order to buy time for our allies to escape. When the assault is over, the Red Dragon Knights will disband on the spot, then return to Phallus, and that is the final order.

　Everyone listened to the plan in silence, but there was one subordinate who asked about it.

　He was an old general, older than E Eldre, and a guardian who had trained E Eldre with his sword when he was a child.

　He knew that a lead ball was buried in the body of E Redre, and he knew that his position was at stake and that he was looking for a place to die.

'Master Gerard's orders are absolute. There will not be a single person here who will go against that will. But after your death, that is not the case. If Master Gerard dies, the command will pass to me. When that happens, I will fight to the end and take as many enemy troops as possible with me, do you mind?

　E Redre replied to the blunt question in a playful tone.

'I'm not so great as to be able to order things after death. I am.'

　As E Ludre said this, the innkeepers present laughed.
　However, there was one person who was unable to read the atmosphere of the place.
　It was a young knight who had just been assigned to the Red Dragon Knights the other day.

　As I recall, he had just recently gotten engaged to a childhood friend. E Ludle recalled that.

'I see. 'So you don't want to die yet. Then you are free to leave this camp.'

I can't do that. Even if we lose, we can't just run away from the enemy.

　'But,' he continues with a somber look on his face.

'We've lost this long. But if we continue to lose, and there is no more country called Pharus, I... No, what are we going to do?

You want me to worry about what happens after I die, too?

　E Ludle said jokingly, but he replied in a jovial, light tone.

''Then you can rely on a man named Ike from the Demon King's army. He will not bring bad luck to my army or the people of Phallus. It's not an easy thing to be relied upon, but that's fate. I'm sure that man was born to do the hard work.

　That was the impression he had made the other day, though only once.
　This was a man worthy of reliance, worthy of trust, and that was the impression Ike had gotten.

Look. You've lost this battle. But the country of Pharus is still intact. And there is no telling what the future holds. I don't know how it will turn out. But the future of history will revolve around this man. And he's a man worthy of our trust. Just remember that, and you won't have any problems.

　As soon as he said that, E Ludre pushed the young knight back.

'You can't run away before the enemy, you said so. So I give you a mission. You will return to the rear and tell your allies of the death of this E Eldre. This man, E. Ludre, fought to the end. He was a spear-wielding monster who ate a lead ball in his belly. That's what we're going to tell the next generation. That's your job.

　As soon as he said that, E Eldoret lowered the young man backwards.

　Not a single one of his subordinates complained about E Redre's decision. Nor was there anyone to blame the young man.

　Satisfied with that, the master general of Phallus took his spear and straddled his horse.
　The Red Dragon Knights of Phallus all wore bright red armor.
　The horses were also all red-haired.
　The Red Dragon Knights would make a final charge at the Demon King's army.
　The bright red armor turned even redder and the Demon King's army was torn apart.

　The momentum was so great that the Demon King's army, which had been riding the momentum of their victory, had to retreat several hundred meters or so.

　They were several dozens of meters away from the main camp where Ike was.
　The name of the Red Dragon Knights and the warlord who led them has been passed down to posterity.