I Became the Golden Sun in the Cartoon 27

Chapter 27 – Night of the Dead

One.

Regardless of race,

There are many myths and legends in this world.

Demons, gods, devils, witches, dragons.

So far, countless beings have threatened the continent, and there have been warriors who fought against them. And such oral traditions have become the proud history and mythology of numerous kingdoms that exist across the continent.

In that respect, the Kingdom of Frangia was a country with a deep history and tradition. In fact, the name often appears in old myths and legends handed down across the continent.

Thanks to this, there was a story that the people of Frangia would have heard at least once in their childhood.

~Legend of Charlgius~

The content was a common fairy tale in which a righteous and stylish warrior together with his comrades defeated the demon king.

The hero who defeated the first demon king who descended for the first time in human history and brought peace to the continent eventually founded the kingdom of Frangia and became its first king.

In other words, the legend of Charlgius is the root of the kingdom of Phrangia.

Because of this, the people of Phrangia could not be ignorant of the founding king, Charlgius. Even though it’s an old story that’s more than 2000 years old now, I can’t tell which one is real and which one is fiction.

“… I am not some kind of child.”

Why am I reading this now?

Maybe they want this mythical hero to come out again?

No, even if Charlgius was revived, how could the present reality be resolved?

To be honest, bugs that shoot guns and shells were more threatening and fearful than demon kings in fairy tales. Even the Demon King wouldn’t be able to fire shells from tens of kilometers away.

“Ehh.”

Karen, who was reading her storybook while lying in bed to heal her body, closed the book with her small sigh. She accidentally found it, so she tried to kill time and opened it, but it’s not very interesting either.

After a fierce battle from the morning, this evening, the funerals of the dead soldiers were to be held immediately. So no matter what you do, you can’t help but feel depressed.

It was at that time that I sighed as I remembered the faces of the soldiers who had died for no reason.

“… What!?”

Karen broke into a cold sweat as she bent over her waist. It was because the magic nervous system in her lower abdomen suddenly screamed and her whole body started to heat up.

The reason was obvious.

She was suffering from fever caused by overheating.

—As soon as the battle is over, a more serious overheat than yesterday will come. Are you still thinking of doing it?

Netoru, I expected it when he warned me, but…

“… Ugh.”

Could it be because the magical nervous system is located on the side of the womb? As if the day had come, the stabbing pain was so painful. Karen, who had let go of her moan as she bent over, muttered involuntarily.

“… Should I go too?”

My back is already damp with cold sweat. Her throbbing headache was also accompanied, perhaps because of the fever rising in her head.

In my heart, I wished to be healed once…

Should I not put up with it and get more treatment?

At this point, I feel like I’ve fallen into a deep abyss with no end in sight. However, considering the unit situation, there is no room for hesitation.

But more than anything, the heavy guilt that crawls up one side of her chest somehow makes her even more depressed.

I don’t know how she ended up looking for her guy so desperately, but Karen, who was clutching at her blanket and moaning, staggered out of her bed.

This… It is unavoidable. Because she’s for therapy.

It was necessary to alleviate her symptoms somehow in order to participate in the funeral of the unit members this evening.

2.

As always. Lien Frost’s day begins with a deep sigh.

How many times have you had a proper rest after being assigned to Unit 393? At least, I’ve rarely been comfortable with it. Every day is like a war because of bugs that you don’t know when they will come.

But… I’ve never been as upset as today.

Four of his men were killed. That’s obviously sad. The troops should be preparing for the funeral by now. Is the funeral tonight?

But the real problem was not a farewell ceremony for the dead, but a barrage of completely unexpected bugs.

If we do not respond to this sudden change, more members of the unit will die.

It is enough to prepare for the farewell ceremony once. So you can’t just be sad and be kind to people.

I had to face the reality in front of me and prepare. That’s the commander

—I read the report that came up. Lien Commander.

Senior Troops Meeting.

While the faces of the commanders in charge of each district are clearly emerging on the screen,

Rien erased her depressed feelings and hardened her cold expression. Don’t belittle it here. As if he were an able officer, he needed to play a sober look.

—It seems that Elflandia’s defenses have collapsed… I’m asking just in case, is this a certain story?

At the question of the senior commander in charge of Areas 36 and 39, Rien nodded resolutely.

“Yes. Sure Commander, you know that you read the report I posted, but if the number of bugs suddenly invading like this increases, it can only be said that there is a problem on the part of the elves.”

─Hmm… In the end, did the elves collapse first?

As if hearing unexpected news, the senior commander frowned and clicked his tongue.

After that, the other commanders sighed.

—I never thought that the people who gave their lives to protect my land would collapse… Is their situation that bad?

─It’s hard to expect cooperation from Elflandia.

—Then who should we ally with?

—The United Kingdoms…

-Don’t talk nonsense. Do you think those guys across the sea will help us? No, maybe they’re in a serious situation too.

Historically, Frangia has never had good relations with neighboring countries. In the first place, apart from the tribe, there is no way that the countries adjacent to the border can get along well.

—… Still, shouldn’t we check the situation of the elves first?

-How do we say?

—… That.

Although the elves tend to be closed-minded, Elflandia is still a bordering country. So, it is not that there was no dialogue at all as a state relationship. At least that was until the bugs appeared.

But now, due to bugs, contact has been completely cut off.

Even if you try to communicate with magic tools, you can’t get away. In the past, a repeater was installed between countries due to an agreement between countries, but it was not possible to use even that because it was occupied by bugs.

Thanks to this, there are only records of occasional contacts between the troops of each kingdom on the front lines near the border for several years now.

Anyway, even if the situation in Elflandia was that way.

Rien had something to gain from this meeting.

The fall of the elves has already happened, but we shouldn’t let District 39 collapse.

In the tumultuous atmosphere, Lien calmly opened her mouth.

“Commander. If you are aware of the seriousness of the current situation, please listen to my request.”

3.

It was barely half a day since the battle with the bugs from the border of Elflandia was over. The atmosphere inside the unit still had a rather heavy feeling.

It has to be.

No matter how stupid you are, you can’t be unaware that something is going wrong. The number of invading bugs suddenly increased, so the atmosphere couldn’t be better.

Besides, the members of the unit also died. Considering that there were only about 40 holy cavalry pilots in the unit, the death of four in this battle was a huge loss. And for the time being, there were some wounded who could not participate in the battle.

Under such circumstances, Tohru Net arrived at his destination.

“… Is it a funeral?”

When they arrived there, the survivors of the battle were stacking the belongings of the dead members one by one.
Preparations were made for the funeral to be held this evening. He probably brought everything from the dead unit member’s room.

Holy cavalry pilots had a high attrition rate, and funerals were usually held simply by themselves within the unit. Also, it was most unit tradition to burn the belongings of the dead along with them on that day.

Netoru watched the funeral arrangements from a reasonable distance. To be honest, I don’t feel sad or depressed about him. It is said that he became close with his troops during that time, but this was something he was used to.

Besides, in fact, I didn’t have a particularly plausible relationship with the dead unit members this time.
Karen made her speechless, but she didn’t have to be friends with all 40 or so.

And now what to say…

Netoru has seen too many people die on the battlefield. He might have been sad in his ignorant days, but now he was as insensitive to human death as a burnt wick.

Only the dead person’s name is engraved in my head.

There will never be a day when your tears will dry up if you mourn the death of each person here.

“Uh? Is Netoru here?”

As I was watching the corps members preparing for the funeral in silence, Perah, Kyokyo, and other children from the 5th platoon approached with their bags in their arms.

Looking closely, he seemed to be helping the deceased organize his belongings.

However, all of them, boys and girls, all had red eyes as if they had cried while sorting out the belongings of the dead unit members. It must be that he is not familiar with the death of a unit member yet. Well, in a way, it makes sense.

Netoru stared at Fera’s eyes, which were turning red, and then, for some reason, inadvertently asked.

“Perah. You must have been very close with the dead unit members.”

“Yes. What…”

Pera answered Netoru’s question with a bitter smile.

“Because one of the dead unit members was the older brother next door, whom I have been close with since childhood.”

“… “

Is it. Netoru belatedly wanted to ask. It was a careless, insensitive comment.

Looking at the little boy whose mouth was smiling bitterly but his eyes were shaking as if he was about to cry, I scratched the back of my head without realizing it.

What’s more, the other children behind Pera also became depressed as to what was wrong. Apparently, the corps members who died this time were all close friends with the 5th Platoon.

Thanks to that, there is a brief silence,

“Ah… We have something to do, so let’s go!”

Belatedly sensing her strange air current, Pera spoke up with great courage and led her platoon members away.

Four Tohru watched them from behind, then raised his head and looked at the sky. For some reason, I finally felt like I was assigned to a front line.