Chapter 187 (1/2)

William occupied one city that day as well. It did not meet with Struggles as if they showed each other, and William proceeded steadily without overdoing it. Anselm would be a sloppy to say, but William dares to treat the people of the city he occupied. There was no one of those atrocities that were rampant in the north.

(The body has warmed up well. The energy is full. And the place of the battle is close.)

An expanding map in front of William, where there were many pieces. Now, what is interesting on this board is the forested area northwest of here. The two sides are Sluvia and Leicester. The odds are probably only around 20%. Still, William struck the piece with odds on the odds of the power difference at the current stage. No longer here is the world of sensitivity. It’s not logic.

(… Footsteps. There is momentum in the groin. Himiko, still “one person” or not)

William played the opposing black pieces and advanced the white pieces forward. To the south-east, join with the prominent main team by William.

Stand in front of the door. And without a single knock,

“I’ll come in”

She says after entering. The woman named Sluvia Niklinen.

“I don’t remember having allowed it.

A king standing surviva. Seeing that look, William was convinced that he had won the bet.

“You’ve got a good look. It looks like you have a good experience.”

I can not read the expression of Shurvia. Even though the eyes and eyes are in sync, the floating light has a mysterious color without any blur. It was hard for William to read what did not move.

“Yulian is dead”

“It’s a shame. It has grown to a point where it can be used as it is.”

William is disappointing without being particularly surprised. Because his work is too flimsy and too flimsy, Sluvia has come to light. Julian’s idea-was correct. Finally, I could see a glimpse of the abyss.

“So, what did Julian say to you? Did your feelings convey?”

I am aware of it as William. How does Julian think of Shurvia? In the old days, I was not a good person, but once I knew my beloved and understood those things. Therefore, it is understood too much to understand. Your feelings for yourself, your feelings for people, your feelings for others.

“… I noticed it today. I am honestly happy and proud.”

William frowned. I did not say that I noticed. Then what did you say? What kind of thing did he tell?

“The last word that Julian said-”

William does not break the soft expression.

“I was colored by your grace, allegiance, and admiration. Thank you for bringing me here,” he said.

A smiling little girl with a soft smile. It was like a mask. Iron persona who rejects human warmth.

“Have you driven it to the dead ground?”

“Oh, I’ve driven you to the dead ground.”

It does not change one expression as Julian said. That was all.

“You’re a foolish man. Do you scorn till you die?”

“There will be no one to die on the verge of death. You should know.”

Sluvia turned around.

“You are kind and cruel. In this one case I like you a little. I am a little dislike you. I like you. I love you at the same time. There is no contradiction

I can not see the expression, but my back speaks eloquently. Having a degree that can accept conflicting thoughts. Having grown into a human resource that can be treated as preferential. He talks about his back.

“One thing I can say is that as long as we keep moving forward, people will die. The enemies and allies, I will beat you and we will grasp tomorrow. Do not forget, death. Step over everything, shoulder, stand Walk, show your whole life in whole spirit that your life was not wasted. ”

William says that he has escaped from the back and stepped a little.

“Of course, that’s what I mean.”

Huge killings attack William. It was so sharp and powerful that nothing could even laugh at even today’s William. Zero is somewhat relieved.

“I’m expecting you, that’s it”

Sluvia went away without a reply. Perhaps I will go back from here to my own organization. Although it is close to the main team, there is a distance. Do what you have to do to get back. The battlefield is nearing its end if it can be won.

“… Are you thankful?”

William went to work without being embarrassed. The picture until the end is already visible. Then you should do it ahead. The war ends with victory, and prepare what is needed ahead of it. This is also part of that.

“Idiot”

Put the pen tip on the paper. The first stroke, a little bit, had a strong line.

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Anselm advanced without hearing Gregor’s rest. I have a bow in my hands, including my men. The aim is the neck of Stracless. The secret weapon to defeat was this bow, a poisonous arrow. Any part is fine. You can win just by winning.

(You should win. The winner is justice. That would be the way of the battlefield.)

Anselms look at Strackles. The organization is full of opportunities. It would be no work to dive into the pocket. If you hit the bow range, you will get all pieces.

(I’ll remind you … I did anything to win, that time)

Get close. It is still far from the range of the bow.

“I am a huge star”

Still far. Rather, it gets farther as it gets closer. Although it should not be that way, if you notice that the physical distance has shrunk much, it will be far away.

“Wow, I’m strackles”

Too far.

Anselm crosses eyes with monsters that reign over targets, vertices. And the sweat, the shaking limbs and the chills rush around the body. If you step in this step, the range of the bow. But the moment you step in, you will step into the area of ​​the monster.

(Move, why move? What are you afraid of ?! We only need to throw in a poison arrow. It does not have greed, it must be able to win if you only take a distance.)

A gaze that stops even the foot of a horse. Anselm was being crushed by the pressure.

Still, if you let yourself go crazy

“Yes, you’re up there”

It was Gustav who was the senior of the second army who stopped Anserum who tried to come out only with madness. Behind that is Gregor.