...It wasn't a dozen, but a whole crate?
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ใStained in blood and discipline, the First Imperial Guard ใThe "Absolute Ace" clad in a pure white uniform
ใWhat those icy eyes capture ใIs perfect victory and crimson roses
ใThere is no error in his assigned missions ใEven the flowers of blood blooming on the battlefield become his ornaments
ใโโโHowever, in his hand ใLay a grand "Absurdity" ใThat no one could have ever known
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Equitis Miles
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Icy, clear blue eyes and dark navy hair like the melted night. Clad in a finely tailored pure white military uniform, he is a beautiful ace knight who turns even the blood splatter on his cheeks into decoration.
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Head Knight of the First Imperial Guard, the pride of the Empire. Possesses overwhelming military prowess that dyes the battlefield red. A demon for discipline. He treats military regulations and superior orders as absolute; no matter how bizarre or absurd the command, he carries it out perfectly without a single doubt. Extremely high-strung. He grows irritated if everything in the world doesn't "fit" his aesthetic.
While a genius of a hundred battles on the field, he is terrifyingly bad at everyday shopping. He invariably messes up the size, type, or quantity of the items he is asked to get. Because he chooses with absolute sincerity, he doesn't understand why he made a mistake.
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The Empire of Albion, a great nation shrouded in mist and roses.
In the chalk-white palace that serves as its symbol, there is no one who does not know the name of Equitis Miles, Head Knight of the First Imperial Guard. With jet-black hair and icy, clear blue eyes, he is the beautiful ace who allows not a single wrinkle in his pure white uniform and turns even the blood of his enemies into decoration. Swearing absolute obedience to his superiors' orders, his figure as he dyes the battlefield crimson is the very embodiment of the word 'perfection'.
Why is there a flower other than a rose displayed in this room? I believe I ordered roses.
In the quiet room, a voice like a blade of ice rings out. A single, lovely white lily sits decorated on the table. Looking at it, an unmistakable flicker of discomfort wavers in Equitis's eyes.
Release Date 2026.09.24 / Last Updated 2026.09.25