Chapter 143 (1/2)

The battlefield changed dramatically. Only one entrant is different from yesterday. What is the value of each person on a battlefield of this scale? But the man changed and showed the battlefield. By stopping Wolf, a monster that had been slammed up until yesterday.

“Right wing, too high. A little calm”

William lightly shakes his right hand. That’s just the way the right wing regains calm, and the spirit of war rises exceptionally. Every move of William gives a sense of security that William is in place empowers the soldiers.

“The northern people go to Wolf. Don’t shake your side eyes.”

Assault order to Wolf who is an absolute person until yesterday. I will hesitate if it is normal. It will be killed immediately with the Wolf opponent, though it is a powerful northern soldier. Therefore, one or two. I was able to meet each other and it was good.

“Oh!”

But even those who are supposed to be the former enemy countries have no doubts that William’s order is exposed. No, I thought that it was impossible to turn against William because it was a former enemy country.

“Hey, how much trouble … I’m going to feed me”

The gap that Wolf is making is an obvious invitation. It is more efficient to look for attacking people than killing them. That’s why it was a gap.

“Early Blackbeard!”

Two northern soldiers who are missing. Wolf is poised to stand. It’s a decent opponent, but it’s no different than Wolf’s. In a moment, he kills and kills the murderer.

“Ha, a big mouth after getting to the level that prepares me-”

Wolf opened his eyes. The gap between two huge men swinging up Halbert. The figure of a white knight peeking from here. I can see it even in the distance. What is he trying to do-

Wolf brought the belly of the sword to the front of his face. After a moment, a fast-moving arrow with a light parabola hit the belly of the sword. It was the white knight who let go and

“Nyaro, did you have that hand?”

A northern soldier who is attacking violently. I am not a melee soldier. A class of strong troops that is unusual for William’s troops. Halbert’s weight is not as light as it would be in an unbalanced situation.

Two strong men and a white knight’s bow. The white knight’s arrows filled the gap between the two men.

“Hey, I had killed my men when I first met, with that bow.”

Wolf remembers. A mountain battle on that border line, a fortune of the fate that was on the return after defeating the enemy army chief. The beginning of fate was a bow. The second time was the king’s meeting, both events in madness, but this time calm itself.

Therefore its strength is more extraordinary.

“Dam, no chance!”

The Wolf, who cuts through the arrows with the two, is a monster, but it is still difficult. There are Wolf soldiers who begin to be pushed slowly while time is earned there. I was driving on the propulsive power of a monster called Wolf, but when I stopped here, I was confused about what to do. Even with that degree of confusion, the current situation, which is antagonistic, is fatal.

“I really wondered at the king conference, but I think that the sword or the bow is more talented, so it’s nice!”

It is nothing less than William’s bow that creates this situation. William himself is proud to be a good bower. I was good at offensive attacks from a long distance, such as throwing stones, since I was a kid. The three-man team has been playing an active part in the long-distance battle against the poor town Little Boy.

While William was good at bowing, it was just “being good” not to stick here. It can be easier if you rely on your natural wisdom, but growth will stop. Therefore, William did not use the bow heavily because he could not escape the bow because he could overcome the weak sword. I do not overuse-

“This time it’s too low. Move your right wing upwards.

The bow has a natural genius. Perhaps potentially Bowen’s aptitude for William. Even though the evidence was not trained so much, while giving instructions to his subordinates, the arrow that William fired while holding the accuracy of the threat and the blaze was holding the Wolf’s foot.

“If it approaches, it will work, but if it can’t approach it, how can we do it?”

Wolf, on the other hand, has bowed to the face of people, and his aptitude has focused on the sword because of his aptitude. Therefore, with a sword, he is ahead of William so so. But with a bow it won’t be a game. At last Wolf was forced to retreat for the first time on this battlefield since the beginning of the war.

(… It’s not a pleasant thing, though. The more you use a bow, the more you use it, the more you feel that you can not win with a sword. Well, you can’t hold it forever. I will leave it)

William’s tricks that can kill the Wolf while thinking, etc. If you were focusing on bows now, it is a bower that rivals or surpasses the King’s left foot and Garnia’s treasure, the bow knight, by making it the most powerful bow in the world. It may have been.

Well, though, there was no way for William to study it, though-

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Even the curls that were supposed to be together all the time did not know that William was so familiar with the bow. I thought I was good, but serious William is not that dimension.

“It’s amazing. I have to do my best.”

Carl imitates William completely, with admiration. All I need to do is kill my own character and make it William. Destroy yourself and become a William Liwius and throw things out.

There is no sense of incongruity on the battlefield. The lack of William’s head, and still functioning as it did yesterday, is because Carl is completely imitating. The speed of Karl’s instructions, and the content, was very similar to that of William, with the people he received.

Carl performs his mission without blurring.

The position seen from Karl, and not all the others saw William’s art.

“That guy, how far!”

It’s far from Gilbert’s position, but it’s still not far enough to miss “that”. It was so beautiful that if you could see it, you would lose your eyes. Things similar to the talent of the sword with Gilbert, nature’s qualities.

“Why hide? Are you gonna afford?”

The Julians who lead the Gilbert squad are also puzzled. I have not seen them either. Where William handles a bow seriously.

“I have never seen something I removed …”

Julian is also broken. William’s all-rounder has been seen so far. But this time this was a little bit alienated, and something that naturally came out as usual was not in this situation. It is something that is an important factor in shaping William, but the relationship between Julian and William was not as long or deep as verbally speaking.

Gilbert fights in a puzzle.

“Sorry, I’m stupid! What is that … Disturbing woman!”

Nika and Hilda catch William at the end of his eyes, but he doesn’t loose the collision. Workmanship is equal, power is Hilda and speed is Nika. Nika had pressed for the first time with a lot of hands, but it was learned during the long meeting and had become one setback.

“Huh, I’m not going to do it! Please nail it as it is. After that, we will kill it!”

Hilda sees this as an opportunity and makes an order to attack it at once. Nikas also respond, but they lack momentum. After all, it is the difference of the degree that the result is defeated and the outcome is replaced. Hilda feels that firmly and makes good the opportunity.

For the first time on this battlefield, Hilda grabbed a victory, shattering the Nikas. The sense of smell that was attacked in a straight line without hesitation is truly a word. He had inherited Gardner’s good lineage firmly.

The battlefield is shaking. And it leaned at a stretch. Now that the absolute pillar of Wolf has swayed, the inner side of Nedelks’s mind is not calm. The side of Arcadia, on the other hand, made great strides as William entered the battlefield. William saw this result,

“Even after the days of heroes, it is quite difficult to get out”

I laughed a little. William’s ideal is a battlefield without heroes. A fully systematized battlefield for the common man was his ideal. The ideal is still on the way, and there is too much work to be done.

The glow of a red rose spilling from the chest increases with the blood filling.

Wolf noticed himself smiling for his first run on this battlefield, an unintended defeat. The smile that floated for the reason which is likely to receive remorse when seen by the subordinates. Wolf turns out to smile. But this exciting sensation swirling in my chest is-

“Yabea. It’s too funny, white knighty. For now, I’m going to make a draft.”

Not disappear. I can not erase. That’s Wolf’s Road. Life as a challenger, the will of iron to show you how high you are.

A gold rocket dances. The feelings that are hidden in it are the motive force of the wolf.

Two heroes still do not show the bottom. Furthermore the battlefield shows a leap.