291 Episode 25: Twisted Meer

Early in the second circumference, evening ravens set me up.

Earlier payback, and just an unintended blow. Now the rough storm went out of balance and stuck in the mud.

Then the mud jumped on his face.

"Fu-ha-ha!

Meer screamed. Meer about to lose her posture. You cared about that, the rough storm here, and turned around and..., niggling, and raised the edge of his mouth.

- Oh, I don't care about this. "You can still go, can't you, buddy? That's my face!

Shortly after I guessed, Meer clutched to her thoughtful outline......

The next moment, now a rough storm sets it up.

Evening ravens bump into each other, while pushing back head-on!

It was an evening raven about to lose balance, but I don't mind, striking back again.

Along with that, the rough storm also leans over.

Once, twice, three times, the fierce per-body reward rocked the two men on the horse several times, with shock.

"Come on!"

Ruvi sprinkles sweat on his forehead and manages to control the evening raven.

Mea, on the other hand, was trying to get through things, in the opposite way.

The frontier of the seamoon, the first depths of "Recirculation!".

That was something Meer learned when she was doing her student council paperwork.

Every day, the student council comes up with a variety of consultations.

Meer flushes it like a breath.

Reports coming up from Chloe will be escorted to Rafina, and reports coming up from Saphias will then be escorted to Zion.

And so I said to their reply, "Like! All you have to do is say."

From the bottom to the top, from the right to the left, Meer flushes very naturally what has come, in its form as it is.

As if, by a cloth suspended from the ceiling, or, a petal dancing in the wind.

Twisted, twisted…, without defying impact, twisted…. I dare you to pull out of your power and give yourself up to the flow, twinkle......

A sigh of inspiration leaks among the audience for that (depending on what you see) gorgeous ride.

"Meer! Good luck!"

Voices of support echoing the pretense. There he was, facing the Meer Support Group. Along with that, voices of support rang out from the people.

In front of them like that, Meer took one hand off the reins and shook it flirtatiously.

To his spare attitude, the cheer grew ever louder.

... but of course, needless to say, if I dare, I have to!

Meer didn't even have as many shards left to spare.

Hilarious one hand was just desperately trying to get his hand back, which had fallen off the reins.

- Hey, hey, hey! Ooh, ooh, falling! It's falling. Wow!

Tearful eyes, Meer stares hard at the back of a rough storm's head. He spent the spiritual strength of his whole body on his eyesight and pierced his shameless eyes in the name of the Eye Princess!

With that, the wild storm looked back unexpectedly.

- Ah! Good, you made it through!

And, for a moment, I was about to relieve Meer... Arid Storm answers, niggling, up the edge of his mouth.

It's like,

"I know. You're gonna win, so leave it to me! I'm going to run faster than that. No!

And so on..., it seems like a temperamental face...

- Oh, no! Holy shit, it doesn't make any sense!

It was an even more teary-eyed mea.

Such a meer calls Luvi's voice directly from the side.

"Well, if you've run out of stories, it's time for me to reverse it"

With a face convinced of victory, Ruvi said.

- So far, I've been made to struggle, but that's it, Her Highness Princess Meer...

Seeing Meer lined up directly beside him, Luvi snapped inside.

Fold, that was a straight line to the goal, ahead of the curve through the second circumference.

An extremely advantageous place for Luvi, which gives him an advantage in a decent battle......

If you want to fight, here it is, where Luvi thought......

Somewhat, even if they made a difference, where I was treading that I could reverse it here......

That, an overwhelmingly advantageous linear course. Being able to catch up just before reaching there, Ruvi was convinced of the victory......, uncomfortably.

What would be so convenient happen if it were fulfilled? and.

Yes...... I know Luvi who has learned tactics. In this world, the presence of a genius that appears extremely rarely......

A way to convince your opponent to win, but also to get into a clever trap...... It's one piece of art that has appeared on the battlefield many times in history, by military geniuses.

A genius militant is something that never lets the other person notice, and sometimes the other person is happy to step into a dead place…, making such a plan.

And Luvi knows.

The girl in front of her, Meer Luna Tiermoon, that, from some powerful men, she is an imperial wisdom and a feared being.

In front of her there was Meer staring at her own horse. Those eyes are never dead.

- Shit! Is that what you mean?

Here, Luvi understands his own failure.

I realized later that Meer's bluff was completely on board.

A simple quickness battle would be more advantageous for Evening Rabbit... Hence, I thought the opponent had been ambushing him from the start, hitting him, and doing things in a way that didn't compete with speed.

But what if that assumption was wrong...?

- What if Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's horse had the speed of each other, to the extent that it was a little slower than the Evening Raven, even if it was done properly? From the beginning, which one can afford this side, which continues to be manipulated by odd measures, or the side of Her Royal Highness Princess Meer, who has been running like an op?

I mean, suppose the race roll-out so far wasn't meant to fill the difference in strength between each other's horses... if it was' something to ensure victory '...?

Luvi swallows sauce and sauce.

Here, the race leads to the final phase.

... By the way, I've been flirting with the situation all the way from start to here.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Also, no more... Oh, I, oh, I will fall..."

The weak cry was wiped out by loud cheers and never reached anyone's ears.