Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Hal and Ellesia exclaim as Aquarius's power overflows the water from the fountain and sees it reach every corner of the city with water installations, while Altrius and Aquarius smile satisfactorily.

The groundwater veins led by Aquarius moisten the city's upper waters as they look at them, pushing away the dirt and sand deposited in the sewage.

In addition, demons and beasts that were nesting in the sewage were chased into the water, and certain things were water-dead and discharged straight out of the city.

It was not long before Cilentium was transformed from a city of silence to a clean city full of water sounds.

Where the water supply is torn, water falls on the road, creating temporary rainbows and water hoardings, but the water is also drawn into the side ditches by the road.

"All the water used in cities is being turned from water supply to agricultural water through irrigation facilities, but what about irrigation facilities? The introduction of water from the city doesn't seem to be a problem at all... '

Aquarius asks after informing him that the city function has stretched water all over the living area.

"The irrigation installations themselves are alive, but the farmland at the heart..."

'Um, it's been abandoned for forty years, not yet... and, Haryoshi, people are coming to the table... this is a bunch of Orans.

"Are you Oran? In a place like this?

Ellesia clutches her neck strangely.

This area, formerly a disputed area between the Orans and the Cliffonams, has also been completely transformed into Cliffonam land since the Great Rebellion of the Cliffonams, and the Orans' settlements have receded considerably.

In addition, more Orans are surrendering and migrating within the Empire, unable to withstand the invasion and tyranny of the Empire, and the Oran population on the northern border is on the way down and is not in a situation that sends out a very colonial group.

Not to mention the fact that the Alford Hero King is alive and well, breaking into the Cliffonam area, etc. was unthinkable from current power relations.

Hal also knows those circumstances and circumstances when they were taught by Altrius and Ellesia last night.

"... maybe there's something going on, I need to listen to you... but you understand very well.

"It's a city I built, naturally, and I can tell by the rats that the things that come close to this city, well, it's a convenient alarm.

Altrius was good at answering Hal's question.

After a few thoughts, Ellesia gave an answer.

"Right, I'll go, too, because the people of Oran have the same faith in the Sun God, so I think I can help.

"Okay.

Hal responds to Ellesia's words.

"Let's not put it down, we'll cause unnecessary confusion... and the Orans, by the way, are on the opposite side of what your lords have come in, sounds a little grumpy.

'I won't basically show up in public from now on either, will you call me when you need me?

That's what Altrius said, disappearing into the office, and Aquarius disappearing into the fountain.

"Shall we go then?

"Yes."

Helionel, who binds some of the Orans, the Theoneus, was bewildered.

"... how is the water flowing? Isn't this Cilentium?

It was a city of silence that had fled with 500 members of the clan, and had been designated as a relay site for the first time, but there were no warcraft or necromancers that were supposed to have been garrisoned, and on the contrary, it was a city site where clean water flowed and a bright atmosphere lived.

Helionel is half thirty years old, but a rigid man who was pushed by his chief by his force and gall strength.

I once visited the land for an arms test, and at that time it was not supposed to have been such a good atmosphere, and it was a place with a more horrible atmosphere.

That's completely changed.

There is no ghost of an Imperial soldier, no warcraft.

Having put all the household belongings and tools in a carriage and a line that included women and elderly children, I came here with a forcible force to avoid a straight path and aim for a quiet city where no one dared to lean against the Imperial Army to chase them.

At least I thought of the overnight inn as a calm place with a roof and chose a quiet city, but Hellionel can't hide his confusion at the sight he didn't expect.

The carriages and walking clans that follow behind also round their eyes to a completely different sight than what the city was hearing.

"You..."

"Ugh, yeah, this is God's call..."

Hellionel returns words to his anxious, and expecting, voice of his heavy wife.

"Right, it's primarily a Sun God's summons, welcome to Cilentium.

Emerging from the doorless castle gate was Erlacia, a Cliffonam woman sun cleric.

Seeing the Sun clerics loosened tensions among the Orans, but then when Hull continued, loosened tensions again for a moment.

"Damn it, Imperial! Were you ahead of me...!

"What?"

Elsewhere with the bewildered Hal, Hellionel screams and pulls out his sword, he can tell his son on the carrier to go get the warriors who were immediately handing them over to him.

"Huh? Hold on, hold on!

Without wishing to panic Hal, Hellionel was slaughtered by packing an intermission all at once.

"How far do you persevere! You imperial dog! Eat!"

"Ah!!

Hal took the slaughter of Helionel, two minutes bigger than his head, from the front, and moved forward to the left without even pulling a knife.

Further, without killing the momentum of the sword swept down beside him, he pressed it with his own hand and made Helionel dig the ground, fisting the back of Helionel's hand, poking at the loose gap of his grip with pain and taking his thumb, hooking his leg as he jerked out.

More and more, Helionel, beaten to the ground with so much momentum that he sounded, forgot me in his shaky head and vision, but at that moment he felt the cold blade feel on his neck muscles.

When I see it, a sharp knife with ripples is poked at it.

"Ugh, shit..."

"" Chiefs!!

The twenty or so warriors who rushed out scream.

"Calm down. Can we talk?

Asking Hellionel, who was being held up by Hull, Hellionel snorted with suspicion after he turned his attention to the imperial man holding himself in line with the Sun cleric.

Hal was invited to the city for now by the Sioneus tribe, who are tired from the long journey, to lead them to the Legion Base Trail.

Because it was the only place where safety could be ensured in the widest area, there were chest walls and many buildings with roofs, such as barracks, remained.

People creeping through the castle gates and making rows of cobblestone-paved roads to the Legion Base ruins, along the way, there is a water supply flowing with clean water, lined with splendid imperial-style buildings.

On the way to the Legion Base Trail, the young and old men of Theoneus were fascinated by the city.

When the warriors, the others, unmasked and ready for camp, are housed in the building in the order of old men, children and women, Altrius, in that office Hal and Ellesia begin discussions with Hellionel.

On the road so far, the relationship between Hal and Erlacia and the ruling power of this city in Hal explains to Helionel, except in the case of Altrius and Aquarius.

Helionel also did not leak into the example of the Orans, who were becoming imperialized, who understood the laws and powers, and promised to submit to Hal's decree in the city because the place was not the final destination.

"I thank you first.

Hellionel offered his hand to Hal and Ellesia as he said so, squeezing tightly in the stiffness.

"Honestly, I was just having trouble not knowing what to do, I really appreciate you offering me a place, even though I did get here avoiding the pressure and chaser of the Empire, but I'm not even going to, even though it's a temporary inn.

"Don't worry about that, it's only natural to help people in need.

When Hal said that without any feelings, Helionel put his head on with a complicated face.

"Ugh, when I hear that word from you in the Empire, it feels strange... but the same is true of us living in that empire right now, I would honestly like to receive the generosity.

"Don't worry about this place, it's where the once good old empire breathes.

"If the Temple of the Sun says so much... and it's been a long time.

On Ellesia's palate, Helionel finally grins as if relieved.

Actually, Erlacia and Helionel were familiar.

The village of the Orans, where Erreisia stopped during a tour of the earth.

Hellionel, who was still a young warrior, remembered Ellesia's face.

"Back then, I was a pretty young lady enough to say I was still a girl, but I was made beautiful.

Erreisia smiles glossy at Helionel's words.

There was another face there than I usually show in front of Hal or Altrius.

"So can you tell me why you've come this far?

Hal's words turned Hellionel's face into something harsh.