Chapter 142 (1/2)

The battlefield expanded from the front of Blaustad to the bridge behind the city across the city. It is a bit far from the foot of the black mercenaries, but the mountainous area upstream of the Lulya river will be in sight. William immediately withdrew to Blaustatt, even if Wolf tried to win a local war in his favor, and he was no longer able to accept it as it did yesterday.

If so, the aim was to move to the bridge, but it was too fast to shoot around the blouse Tat and to strike the blouse Tat. It was not possible to overturn the advantage of not having Wolf’s foot, a horse’s foot, and a blousetat, although he was the same man, though he was quick.

“In other words, I could not attack in a wide area. I will break down slowly”

Wolf distributed soldiers to all targets except Blaustatt. Since there is Blaustad, attacking only the bridge, attacking only the forest is behind. It was effective that William beat a bridge and a mountain ahead. There is no base that can be taken in an instant. Then, while taking care of the background, let’s take the battlefield widely to put out the strength of pinching.

It is a development as William aims.

“Tell me down!”

Wolf overwhelms the enemy. He is scolding the sacrifice offered before Wolf. They are weak soldiers. Their equipment was a crossbow, a long bag, and an awkward formation, but they were too weak to deal with the guy Wolf.

“No, I’m killed well”

We are getting weak soldiers and earning time. As the area has become wider, the meaning of that time has become more bloated. And that time transcends William’s command, ingenuity tactics.

Outside of the range of sensibility, Wolf’s army will be weakened at a stretch. Of course the black mercenaries work well. “Red” is also originally elite, strong is strong. But the soldiers being pulled by them-

“The side, uh oh oh oh yeah!”

I will be deceived.

This difference is the difference between William and Wolff. The difference between them gave Wolf a narrow battle, William a broad battle, and an overriding advantage.

“You can afford it carefully, hey?”

Wolf shook off the bloody sword and set the next goal. The large battlefield is favored by William. But now the battlefield is not as narrow, and the Wolf isn’t foolish enough to chase the advantage far away.

“Furthermore, I’m sorry!”

Further acceleration. Do the best battle the fastest. Even if you try to extend your range of war with your influence, it is quite difficult. It is not a partner who can try unfamiliar things. It tasted so badly in the previous chase. So, you need to grow your strengths.

“Tamage white knight, if you slam it … you will die?”

Bloody wind blows around Wolf. Wolf, who is on the go, can not stop anyone. It’s too fast, it’s too strong, and the illusion that ebony is invincible. The illusion also makes a sense of distance and throws an arrow from a misplacement, something that is too late to make it, something that can not move with standing kun-

Wolf’s eyes had a white knight in his neck.

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It is objective superiority and unreasonable disadvantage to be reflected in William’s eyes. Many were gaining an edge. No matter how Wolf struggles, it is better to have quick and versatile techniques for transmitting information on a large battlefield. However, the current situation is limited with some advantages.

(It’s not good. A difference of this degree may stimulate the other party in reverse. If you win, you have to gain a little more edge and break the other’s willingness … well, you won’t let it go.)

William had a dry smile. This advantage will further enhance ebony. The overall advantage may be maintained. But if you show local victory in front of you, dancing will be your own neck.

(It’s a disgusting person as always. You always do not make me feel comfortable.)

Although William continued to give instructions, he did not clear the alert to Wolff. A strong man pulled by Wolf and accelerated. Spills and out-of-range things can easily be smashed, but the monsters that are catching up are bothersome.

The measures are repeated several times. Still, it’s a monster because it’s eating up.

“William … are you laughing?”

Carl was supposed to see William next to the battlefield. The expression that floats here is puzzled. Although it is superior, Carl also knows that this battlefield can not go in a straight line. Wolf’s monster taste has already tasted to death.

I will take it back and laugh. Is it puzzled about that?

“You’re laughing. It’s because of your mind. Focus more than that. The outcome will change depending on your completion. It’s not a partner you can win while playing the piece I called.”

Carl looks at the whole battlefield with a good eye. Look, see, see through. I put a meat wall assuming the movement of Wolf. Defeat others in the time earned by their death. There were a lot of rules. Carl is not good at remembering. So, William says, give more time to learn first. In order for a clumsy person to beat a dexterous person, there is nothing but to increase the number of trials.

Step by step, Karl understands the battlefield steadily.

(Well, if I’m free, can I stop the guy now?)

The sophistication of the Wolf’s finish was so close to it that William made a loud noise. It has a brilliance close to a giant star-

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The saint looked at the beautiful cathedral, the man’s back praying there. It is always that back that she was looking at. Even when I was about to lose everything, when another country attacked in a row, the hero’s back was protecting her. That’s only a bit-it hurts.

“Hey Welkin, are those children all right?”

King of Heroes, Welkingetrix stood up and turned to the saints.

“Oh, if the aim is Arcadia, you won’t need to worry. Rather, it should be a source of further leaps. It’s a firm fight, at the speed of the world.”

“Don’t you live in a hurry? I wonder if your name was bad.”

“If you hurry, I will only be left behind. I can not deny the infamous name. That is the name of the hero in the hero, the name of the hero who broke off the strongest demon king, and his pedigree. If you are a fool, you’re a fool.

Werkingrix and the saint laughed. They both had no children. One was not forgiven for adultery because of the role, and one did not know it and did not make a lifelong child. Such thought may have given him a name. It is a selfish story, but it is also true that he saw a child in his appearance.

“He’s a genius. He’s supposed to be stronger than me. His body is close to ‘That man’. If you get up to the limit, no one will ever stop him ‘.”

There was a culture of meat. I also have a good sense. And there was his favorite theory coming from the experience and sensibility of the Werkingens. There is no reason for inferiority as an individual’s talent. Neither the genius Apollonia nor the genius Rainberga can beat the Wolf who reached the limit. There is a difference in the difference in meat, which is absolutely born and possessed.

“On the same condition, the difference may only be open. However, the person is smarter than anyone and has a greater ambition than anyone. Depending on the destination, the difference may only be open. No, who is the hero or who will win? ”

Werkingenx understood the two correctly. Because one is a genius and the other is a king, both are loving and both are deep working.

“The love-loving one wins.

The saint smiles rustily. Only through the Welkingrikes the saint knows the man. But surely he looks a little like himself. Therefore I feel sorry for it.

“In this world without love?”

“Because love is the struggle for the people of the world. There is no conflict from the world as long as we have love. And if we lose love, people will not be people.”

“Therefore the struggle is not going to take place. Why can’t people be satisfied with just one person?”

“The tremendous love for one of them creates infinite attachment, giving infinite happiness and infinite loss. That is the root of the struggle, people can not escape.”

The saint knew the world. The world is full of sadness. It is absolutely more than happiness. Happiness shines only in that. And everyone loses the light they can not afford. The fate is decided depending on the place where it fell.

Surely his chosen path will be more greedy, nobler than anyone, tougher than anyone, kinder than anyone.

“Everything that can not be escaped, I see. We are all fools. And what led to that foolishness is the king and the hero, oh, not bad.”

Werkingens smiled quietly. I know my stupidity and humorous enough to dislike it. Other people will do the same. The more forgiven, not forgiven, compromised, pierced, or foolish, the more honest you are.

Werkingenx quietly returned the acne. The saint also smiles.

“Well, where are you going?”

The appearance of the Welkingriks was not a regular dress. It is a figure for war, a figure of a true hero king who is scolded by a bribe.

“Aha, two old people who are in the heat of fools, just do a little heat-cooling.”

“Oh, it’s very hard. Please take care.”