Chapter 33 (1/2)
“It’s the best view, white mask!”
A great location that overlooks the enemy’s main wing and can provide some visibility of the entire battlefield. Wolf’s ideas fit perfectly. If you can attack anyway, you will want to attack from such a great place. I will do it in Wolf too.
“The foot of a rocky mountain dog. If you really make it from there to here, I’m jealous and I have no words.”
The exact opposite of the battlefield from this place to the required position. Of course, the mountain battle this time, the battlefield itself is focused on a very small scale because of the late stage, but it would be impossible to catch up with the group equipped with a certain amount of equipment usually led by about ten people.
“Don’t you think it’s as expected that I’ll catch up”
“Well, I’m going to move this way as I expected.”
Reciprocal of measures in which each other’s dead force was exhausted. Therefore, with the confidence that each other would move, both were standing at this place.
White and black are jealous.
“The process of thinking each other is different, but the answers we can reach are the same.”
“The rest is the difference between the pieces, each other’s condition, I exceeded all!”
“Well, you’re going to finish everything, but … is that all?”
William smiles. The smile disappears from Wolf.
“I wonder if I’m still hiding something? I’m kidding. I wonder why there were cards I didn’t cut out in this long fight. My main cards, Anselm, Gregor, Gilbert, and Temee, I’m out of it. ”
“Gilbert has not shown yet?”
William laughs at ease. The smile breaks into Wolf’s nephew. An expression that I could not see behind the sunset. That smile that only Wolf saw.
“What’s the point of defense is the Gilbert. Who cares what I think? It’s the only card that will match the serious Uwayn’s card, only Gilbert. Even if it’s a serious thing in front of him, his hands and feet are out. I will not. ”
Anselm or Gilbert, or William himself. Other than that, no one has the potential to stop Uwain. Among them, Anselm is the least likely. The fangs of the lion shine in this big spot. Before that you will not have an instant with black flame. Even a sword, even a flock of whales, may not win in front of the king Reiko.
“Oh, even me could get jealous if I attacked a lion. Anselm and Gilbert are even better. Intelligence, Takeshi, a monster with all the higher dimensions. Still, it’s stronger than you?”
“Oh, of course, better than Temee.”
Therefore it becomes one of the deadly hands. The dumplings in the game are another dimension from the sleepy lions until now. No one can stop. A mere general can not beat the king.
“I know. And if I stopped the dumplings, if you let go of the piece you are out, you lose after all.
The quality of the piece has won. So Wolf gets the victory. The black mercenary stand alone.
“Because I showed you well. In this long battlefield, the power of you”
William understands. The black mercenaries are strong. More than anyone who has ever been with him. A flock of caskets that is smart and has both armor and strength.
“Oh, well, you guys were great too.
“So–”
William broke the word of Wolf and spread the hand.
“I had to make a bet to win,”
Wolf’s eyes are opened.
“I win a mountain dog”
With William’s declaration of victory, the fire came out of the Nederks’s main team. That means that the main team has fallen. It is that Arcadia has won this mountain battle.
“Idiot,”
The color disappears from Wolf’s face.
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It was Gilbert who conquered the center.
The Gilbert corps who appeared on the horseback set up at once and made an attack. People advance at an uninterrupted speed.
“This place does not pass even if it replaces my life!”
Gilbert looks cold in front of the angry Antoll. He took notice of his subordinates and grabbed the reins and dropped himself. It rolls as it is and pulls out the sword from there.
“There is no reason for the sword to beat the fort! Death!”
Anatole’s murder is heard. It was sharp and dying.
Antole’s niece is crawling as a forearm. The grief of the dead strikes Gilbert. It will attack at overwhelming speed. The gap is far from the sword-
“That’s the story of Nobuo.
Zan.
“stupid”
For a moment. In the meantime, Gilbert breaks the brow. With that flow, she also refused Anatole. Falling down, “Samurai”.
At that moment, the Naderks army died.
“It is wonderful.”
In the flow, his men put Gilbert’s horse next to the running Gilbert. This time, Gilbert jumps on without jumping.
“Don’t give up at this level. It’s not a big deal.”
Only Nedelks’s main team is reflected in Gilbert’s eyes. It must be taken early. You have to finish this battle as soon as you can, as long as you do not keep the point.
(Stopping that dumpling … no big deal compared to that. To the extent that it will drop the main line)
Gilbert sees the direction he intended to protect for only a moment. The hand of the fire which still can not go up. Proof of protection. It’s not too late yet.
“I will drop it early! Continue to me!”
With the participation of Gilbert, the center moved at a stretch.
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“I cut the Gilbert in the center. No, the power of the stone.
Wolf was not looking at the center. I did not even hear William’s words. It is necessary to put some more levers to drop the center. I understand that. And only William and Gilbert can do that. Since William is here, Gilbert is in the center. I understand that kind of thing.
“How is it?”
I do not know-
“Don’t make a face like that. A mountain dog. How about laughing more like it earlier?”
I can not understand-
“Why isn’t it falling?”
In contrast to Nedelks’s main team, it is a key group that still has no improvement in the fire. It was an impossible story. It isn’t the one hundred general who is attacking over there. It is Kano’s ‘Linko scout’ Uwayne. William, Gilbert, Anselm, Gregor, all the other, why are you able to stop Uwain?
“Because I was betting,” I wasn’t honestly confident. I intended to finish it a bit, but I thought it was too early. But the result seems to have worked well. ”
William makes a gentle smile.
“You’re finally using it, baby boy”
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Everyone knew only their name. The name of the young man. I have never lost it once. His presence on the battlefield was mysterious. However, as the white mask becomes popular, the evaluation of the young man reverses. After all, isn’t it the achievement of the white mask? It was supposed to be said that.
Adolescents have grown without expectations from anyone since childhood. The kindness of my parents was painful. I hate myself I can not even replace my brother. There is no business acumen, and even if you try to enter a military school to raise martial arts, you can not even enter school. I can’t wait for expectations.
“Oh, is it still?”
The adolescent was a mass of inferiority. I have never won in my lifetime, and I have never grasped it with my hand. A parasite that lives with the money of parents. I thought of myself like that.
“A little bit more! A little bit more Gilbert-like, I’m going to do something!”
“I’m guts!”
One day the young man met the light. It was brighter than any light seen by adolescents and more beautiful than any light. The young man was burned. Surely the owner of the light must have something that he does not have. that’s what I thought.
“Everyone will do it! I will do my best!”
Certainly, the owner of the light had something that the adolescents did not have. However, it was not a glamorous thing that the youth had in mind, but a muddy, deadly gift. He was only thinking about raising himself at all times. Glittering, chosen being different from yourself. It was a crystal of daily effort.
The young man knew.
“Oh hey … even if Carl uses bows, it’s a waste of arrows.”
“That’s terrible.
Carl von Taylor knew.
So Carl made an effort. Make him approach even a little. Just as bright as it gets. For the friend who believed that he could do it, and who believed in him.
“Oh, what should I do?”
“Please stand up”
“… both are not bad?”
Carl von Taylor was a key guardian.