144 Episode 139: The Miracle of Horseshan (Friction Factor......)

"Ah, you, what?

"Ha. such as naming it the wisdom of the Empire is very, very...... You can't imitate anything like that."

I said it in a silly tone, like I made a fool of myself, and I even bowed down and showed it to him with a playful trick, before the man had a loathsome grin.

"Meer, you're safe!?

Shortly afterwards, both Princes Abel and Zion, looking hasty, plus Anne and Dion, descended.

"Are you Gem?

To Zion's keen inquiry, Gem shrugged his shoulders and showed him, for Christ's sake.

"Does knowing my name mean that maybe you already know White Raven's plan?

"Exactly. You've exposed everything you're up to."

With that said, Theon pulls out his sword.

"Your people are surrendering, too. Stop wasting your resistance."

"buddy, hey..."

Gem, for some reason, shook his head with a bitter laugh.

"And the Graham guy is pathetic, too. Could your loyalty to the nation not be accepted by your young, clean lord?"

"Give it up. Uncle Dasaev Donovan has also already rescued him. You're the only one left."

Voices echoed from the opposite direction, that is, from the direction underground.

What emerged from the darkness was Keithwood with a cool face.

Now Gem is in a pinched state.

"You found your way out. Jesus Christ, not only Prince Zion, but his squire must be a rumor..."

Scion at the top of the stairs and Keithwood in the basement.

Gem standing there trying to get pinched and..., Meer trying to sneak away from the spot.

- Ko, we need to get out of this gap...

insignificant, was Meer who tried to leave the scene under the guise of casual wind,

"Whoa, let's not move?

Shortly afterwards, the feeling of one and the cold metal ran to the neck muscle.

"Him!

Meer jumped up breathlessly.

It is Guillotine's, cold, heavy blade memory that rises to the back of his brain, the blade of his own neck.

"Don't think about the bad stuff. It's easy to chop your neck off."

To Gem's words, he snorted, and Meer stiffened his body.

"Stop imitating me stupid. Sankland's own country defends neither wind nor white ravens. Your plan is already broken."

"Don't tell me not to take you like that, Your Highness. You could slip your hands in too much shock and chop off this little girl's neck, right?

Gem slapped Tong and Meer on the shoulder with a blade, as if it were a rough one.

"Whatever, this little girl is planning to crush me and resent me, so..."

"Hii..."

Shortly after Meer's tight scream - pimp, the damp sound sounded.

The sound of something dripping......, Gem smiled like he looked down at Meer and made a fool of himself.

"Heh, even with the empire's wisdom, the kid is a kid. Something different."

Meer's skirt, seeing it wet, everyone on the spot thought.

Oh, too much fear, Meer has coarsely phased......

But there was just one person - someone who realized that was different.

This is Anne, Meer's most loyal minister.

- No! This smell...

Tickling my nose is the scent of flowers, that's the scent I'm used to sniffing...

Because I realized it was an aromatic fragrance that adorned my dear lord's hair...

"I think what Abel gave me was a little more null."

Is that hair washing pill even wetter than normal because of the oil formula...

So, I mean, that's haha!

"Meer! Run!

Suddenly, everyone on the spot at Anne, who raised her voice, stops moving for a moment.

But Meer... only Meer! I stomped my foot, trying to run through my thoughts believing in the instructions of that loyalist!

Immediately after, time moves.

"You little shit!

Noticing Meer trying to escape, Gem shook his sword up to mow the head of the Hate Empire's wisdom and swung it straight beside his thoughts......

It seemed to me that I would slash Meer's thin, young neck without making it - but...

Stick around!

Meer's foot as she stepped out slipped behind her thoughts.

"Hiha!

An unexpected move, even for those with combat training, was created by hair washing pills that wet the soles plenty.

Meer kept up the momentum and froze forward.

Then there was a wind-cut noise running around his head.

"Uh-huh!

He was a little bit of a screamer, but not a single one blamed it.

"Damn, this! Whoa!"

Again, he shook up his sword and tried to poke Meer to death, but when he walked over, he stepped on a hair wash pill and scratched it right behind him!

From that hand, the sword flies away.

"Mia, come on, come on, come on!

"Hih, hih! Hih!"

Meer, who stood up and tried to turn to Jitterbutter and Anne, soaked up again.

The leg gained momentum and was thrown backward. And..., just ahead was Gem standing up and trying to catch Meer and chase him.

"This kid, wait...... Ogg!?

... it was an unfortunate accident that happened to happen.

It just so happens that the height of Meer's legs is just right, like this..., Gem's... no, I dare not say where. Too much is done......

Anyway, I kicked it up. Thoughtful, Meer......

"Whoa, whoa!"

Leaking a creaking voice, Gem crouches in on the spot.

To him like that, Dion with his sword walks over...,

"Uh... you didn't think the princess would stab you in the stomach..."

I said, in a frightened tone.

Thus, one of the masterminds, Gem, was brilliantly repelled.

The decision-makers who closed the case were all magnificent kicks rolled out of the Imperial Wisdom, the bearded legs of Meer Luna Tiermoon.