679 557. The captain of the knight stood,

"Has the Ninth Squad made its way with Master Steele yet...... Alan, you would have liked to go to Lord Pride too.

Kingdom of Friesia, in front of the castle.

The column heard a report from the telecommuters, throwing it at Alan, who lines up next door. The adhesive condition continued while continuing to defend against specially capable persons that lasted more than an hour.

Alan and Karam view the battle situation at the castle gate as the two of them line up at the rear of the camp. Both the third squad in the column and the sixth squad in Barry followed the instructions of Roderick, who was already chief of the Knights, after forming to fill the hole in the ninth squad and heading to Wang Hu. Barry, captain of the Sixth Squad, headed with the formed squad, but Column and Alan remained in front of the castle.

"No, either way, it's right in front of me. He said I shouldn't let him go. I left the king's house to Eric, and I'm not the only one who can abandon the crime scene.

He also annoyed Troops Three and Six a lot, and Alan looks to the front, not the column, as he adds. At least I can't move until I've resolved the glue condition in front of me. Since capturing the fiery special abilities in front of the castle gate, Alan's squad had cooperated in the defense in front of the castle gate with Squads III and VI in order to await the slaves of the special abilities aiming at the castle.

"But now you won't have a hand in this either.

"Well, now I'm asking you guys for a third squad operation. Don't you know when I might aim for something other than the castle gate?

The knights guarding the front of the castle gate use shields to unleash special abilities and prevent attacks from the enemy.

In a half-worked defensive system, the knights on the spot as well as Alan were pretty calm. Even if nearly a third of the knights went to Wangju to reduce the number of knights. Even if it is an attack while protecting the slaves of the special abilities who protected them. even if

Even if the crowd of birds is raiding enough to fill their sights.

"We are now identifying the whereabouts of special abilities manipulating birds in the free hands.... Probably not that far.

Listening to the column, Alan once again spasmed his face into the crowd of birds in front of him, "Wow..."

Heading to the knights lined up in front of the castle gate, a thousand were storming repeatedly like one giant creature with a flock of birds that would be able to afford it. Each time the Sixth Squad shot him down, he prevented him with a shield, and used his special abilities to collect and burn him, freeze him, and so on to deal with him. Even if the birds who can fly dare to attack the castle gate rather than inside the castle over the walls and ourselves, the column thinks that we can only manipulate the birds at a certain distance. Furthermore, from the fact that the birds themselves only carry out simple assaults, it is presumed that the orders that can be given can only be simple.

"Me, maybe I don't want to eat birds for a while...

"I would have eaten meat flat three days later when I was on my first assignment.

No, I do, but Alan clouds in the column's words.

If I turned my eyes, the column that said it was also slightly pale. The misery of birds falling to the ground one after another with only simple attack orders and making mountains was not quite pleasant for the knights either. Even if human corpses are used to it, piles of bird carcasses are not familiar to them either. Not many birds allowed Castle Gate to hang out with even the knights on his side. The knights gathered at the royal palace were also to cross the walls directly without entering through the castle gate. Walls of height, which are very unlikely to be climbed by regular soldiers, are also easy for knights.

The crowd of birds is simple to attack, but the problem was number. Incredible numbers of birds fly from the other side of the sky one after another, defeated or defeated. Alan thinks an infinite number is more troublesome than the Radiyan Imperial Army, which attacked from the National Gate. I have no problems replenishing it so far due to the supplies piled up in Anemone's luggage that Val left behind, but I am still anxious to see which bird or bullet runs out first. What's more.

"... Column Bordeaux. Don't the captors still carry them to jail?

Zun...... and a voice with weight is released from behind both of them.

If Column and Alan looked back on their faces at the same time, Harrison was staring heavily behind the two rearmost guards. Nestled beside him was a captive special abilities man packed. The special abilities of steel and the special abilities of fire were already taken to jail, but the captors temporarily deposited by the knights heading to the royal palace remain intact. After capturing the special ability to manipulate the birds, Harrison was now guarding them, protected by the rear guard, to keep them all together and take them to jail.

"Carry, not, at least take. No, Harrison.... I'm glued now, I just want to avoid further reducing even fewer knights. You are an important force, too.

"Then let me do it.

Harrison, who was instructed by his deputy, Clark, to cover the castle gate, was entrusted with guarding at the direction of the column but was slightly dissatisfied with himself.

Harrison, a specially capable man with fast legs, will always be able to capture the captor even if he escapes, and he himself will not miss out on every move. Harrison alone managed to extract just a few special abilities. As a result, Harrison alone is the only one who needs a few guards, so everyone can focus on defense with confidence.

To Harrison's opinion, the column said no in one word.

Sure, Harrison could turn this situation around. But in view of the first runoff, there's no guarantee anywhere that he won't be again. We can't waste weapons and ammunition on our side like the first, now that we're being chased by the response of a bunch of birds. What's more, if Harrison runs wild again and Clark needs a report, the result is that Harrison's position will be further jeopardized.

On an order from Clark, Harrison has no choice but to follow the column's instructions, but his expression is as dark as ever. Monitor the captor from beyond his long hair as he leans over with no choice but to refuse. Several of the captives noticed and shrunk up at that look of being pregnant with murder.

Harrison himself knows what the column is all about. It's not just about losing credibility, or harassment or punishment. I also understand that he assigns the most effective exploitation based on an understanding of his current state. But after being entrusted with his current assignment to the column in front of the castle gate, he returned to the top, including the queen, within a short time. It is further reported that there is pride and Adam in the torture tower.

If Clark hadn't even ordered me directly, I can't abandon the feeling that I was on my way to the torture tower right now under the authority of Squad Eight to pick up Adam's neck. Instead, I also found out that that's why Clark must have let himself walk away from the main unit on that spot, and I still can't help but itch. All but myself 8th Squad are in private action in the castle. However, I think that as soon as the Ninth Squad moves, they will go to the torture tower at their discretion.... aside from the deputy captain himself.

I'm not dissatisfied with Clark's orders, but I still can't contain my impulse. My country has been invaded, my pride is in a critical situation, and the torture tower has an enemy Crown Prince to avenge. Clark stopped me from taking my right arm, but I still want to break it because even one of my neck bones is fine. The general was able to retaliate a little, but it was Adam who originally ordered it. Then again and again I want to do it with the same eyes as Arthur.

Naturally, Harrison knows. No matter how much vengeance it takes, it's self-satisfaction, Arthur doesn't even want that. And most importantly, Arthur's right arm won't come back. Harrison was so desperate to chill his head, he told himself over and over again.

"Captain Cuckalam! Captain Alan... Mr. Harrison."

They instantly turned body to body to body to body to voice of an unlikely person on this occasion.

Even after they captured it in their sight, they doubted it. I also thought it was an illusion or disguise or something by a special abilities person. But in the meantime, illusions rush in with their eyes as round as they do themselves.

The other knights who responded to his voice also called his name when they turned their faces, and raised their voices. For a moment, I hear so much noise and the resurrection of the highest echelons that my chain of command is about to be disturbed that I cheer for the second time.

And Alan, who swallowed his breath into a stunned, less-breasted cup, called out his phantom name with a voice that painted the voices of all.

"Arthur."