Chapter 145

William made an arrow on the bow without hesitation to the burning belly.

“Are you ready to be king? Kuro!

William squeezes the strings all the way. As bow bows exceeded the limit, William put on her mortification and readiness to it. A blow to open up destiny, an arrow ready to decide on destiny. Wear is not ebony. I myself who was in confusion.

“Don’t die here!”

The arrow was released. A parabola close to horizontal without limit. The bow I broke hit the limit. An ebony on the ray. It’s easy to get rid of if it is your usual habit. The arrows that came in a straight line, such as a dwarf or a crumbling, were a hand. But-

(What, what are you?)

Wolf was not in normal condition. I thought I won. It’s a bit shallow, but it’s still a deadly wound on the battlefield. I made a point of victory. I was slightly relieved a little when I was struck by this.

(This is weaker than me, but you, who should be inferior to me, why do you block me?)

Wolf was captivated by the figure of unassailable William. Wolf was really upset at the king’s meeting. I got a teacher named King of Heroes and increased my strength dramatically. The difference between himself and William was as open as I thought. I remembered that I was nervous.

(Well, I’m stronger? So why are you looking down at me? Why are you above me?)

Wolf does not know that William has an out-of-specs teacher, Kyle. Even if you knew it, the same condition, in any case there is a pain. A man who extends his hand to the world of commerce, the world of politics, and a field where he has not made any hand at all. Only a fight, a man who only lives in a fight. The difference has not spread in the fight. That was a factor that made the Wolf burn in a good enough way.

(Can I not win?)

A sense of intimacy, against an all-purpose foe, sees the resurrected foe now and breaks down with its absolute presence. Stunningly, look at the coming arrows-

“I am stunned!”

A scream of Nika beat Wolf’s earlobe. The impact on the tympanic membrane strikes Wolf’s thoughts. The arrows no longer stop in front of the eyes, while thinking by ordinary people.

“Oh, I see!”

I will use the guard of one remaining Wolf. It’s more than a guard, it’s a blowout to shake it down. I concentrated all the strength I can have now. It catches up at the last minute, and an arrow and a blade touch. Physically, the blade is superior. That is the reason. The angle at which the blade was driven in, the speed, the weight of the blade, and so on, all squeezed out the solution in which the arrow was crushed.

“… Keep your head up”

Wolf’s head blew away. An arrow points to your left eye. Wolf’s sword only slightly distorted the progression of the arrow. Wolf’s body floats in the air.

“I’m not prepared to walk in the sky, I’m going to look at the sky. You have not even walked out.”

William was out of sight at the same time as the arrow hit. The belly fire does not show a sign of stopping. William does not ride to use the bow, but sees his beloved horse standing by. And he spited his neck without hesitation. Erupting fresh blood, it fills the belly of the lotus.

No one speaks. The blood-soaked William quietly stands on the rock that had bowed to the end. The world looked good there. His feet are clung to his feet.

“They are still alive. Kill them.”

William moved his hand lightly. At that moment, the time when it stopped was moving. Stupidous soldiers go to the head of the Wolf who falls without thought. An instruction similar to a threat, a word of a too strong one removes thoughts from them.

“Headmaster!” “Well Wolf!”

Voice from the Nederks side. Several Arcadian soldiers surrounded the Wolf and stabbed the fort to put it out. It is not in time for Anatol and others to head to the stop by the appearance of the demon.

“… rususeo”

An ax approaches. I’ll take care of the black rose.

“Always I always look down on me … I’m sorry that these guys don’t care about killing me.

Several spears penetrated Wolf’s “place”. I thought they all killed. It should have been fixed surely in the timing. So they didn’t even notice that they were dead.

Wolf jumped in an instant, ditched the fort, and chopped up the enemy as if dancing on the fort. The persistently torn soldiers are desperate before consciousness catch up, and the carcass still engraved. A murderous intent blows off the swirling meat.

“I’m a Wolf-Gunk Strider! I’m the strongest supreme being carrying the name of the hero king and the one who hates you! I know what Temee was ready, but I’m a white knight!”

Wolf hatred William with his bloody eyes. I could play Wolf’s atmosphere. Perhaps, for the first time on the battlefield, both men showed bare figures. Even if your opponent is too strong, your fangs will not show you even if your opponent is too weak. The urge to destroy the world fills the whole sky.

“This is a tuition fee for my weaknesses, which I got brave about Temee.”

Wolf pulls out the arrow that has thrust into his left eye. The arrow had an eyeball that was pierced. Wolf-it beats it. The place gets noisy.

“I admit. I had a sense of inferiority to Temee. You are weaker than I, you are ahead of me. I was overwhelmed by the thorough way of life. So-”

William does not need to hear the story and shoots an arrow towards Wolff. It goes straight to Wolf. Wolf grabbed it with his right arm. And he breaks the arrow with only his grip.

“So, this is my weakness. I couldn’t believe in my strength. I didn’t need to be shaken when I believed. I’m strong. I’m a strong. A genius. I have doubts about anything!”

Wolf was jealous. Wolf’s screams roar on the battlefield to intensify strength, as sheds weakness. That’s the voice of the beast, a scream of the top species in battle.

“I’m the only one who can kill me? I have a great deal of confidence. I will eat it again and again. I will not die even if I do not like it. I will die and die, I’m sorry I’m sorry!”

William hears Wolf’s scream. It does not shoot the essence. Certainly, the world where we live and the height we aim for are different. So the words are useless. It is because it does not reach understanding when you exchange ten thousand words.

“Sorry, I’m a idiot. I’m satisfied with being a general of idiot”

William raises his hand. Forces begin to move around it as a trigger.

“Idiots general of idiot, I like it. It’s like us!”

The army detonates. Cavalry is jumping out from both sides. Nika and Garm, and one after another | The Black Mercenary (Noir Garoo). They gathered around Wolf. The hostility of all goes to William all at once.

“The neck, I will take it”

Anatole turned his eyebrow. There is no straight line or distance from here. If you stuff it at once-

“… I’ll tell you from a moment ago, but I can’t help it!”

William spreads his hands. Innumerable weak soldiers appear from behind. He had a crossbow in his hand, and in his eyes there was an absolute sense of dependence, similar to dependence. They form a circle around William. The distance between them is so much, but the mineral arrows released from the crossbow will fill in the middle with hell.

“But kill me!”

The two forces move again. To that pride and selfishness, the talents of zero preparedness and scorching came upon it.

During the whole day of the war, both sides had the largest number of deaths on that day. It is written in the war history that it was a deadly fight.

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The rain at Alcus was gaining even more momentum. Kyle and Favela were visiting the dead spot of Arkas, which was always gathered by three people. The memories that three people ate an apple stole well here are still clearly remembered. Even after Al’s hair turned white, he gathered regularly and had conversations while eating apples. Now it is a dream of a distant day.

“If you think now, the beginning was that day”

Kyle looked at the waterways flowing fast.

“Mr Arlette?”

Floating in Kyle’s eyes is a white revenge that reflects the flames of the purgatory. That day was definitely an opportunity. It is a day when a boy named al has changed. But-

“No, I could still turn back. He would deny it, but I think I could back. It had all the ingredients. Yes, it should have been.”

Kyle scratched her wet hair in a mess.

“On that day, I should have killed him even if I killed him. No, I should have killed him. If it was a real, close friend”

Favela finally understood Kyle’s “that day”. And I am convinced at the same time. Certainly that day was a turning point. Because no one was killed until that day, and there would have been no irrecoverable work.

“My mistake. Because I have delivered it to the assassination guild.”

“… the night that killed the Normans, that day was the true beginning, and that the real William Livius was killed with his hand. This is a decisive decision.

Kyle did not deny Favela’s words. Favela of that time was more obedient than now. Now it belongs to other communities as the leader of the band of bandits, but in that time only Kyle and Al were her world. I didn’t even have a question if asked. If the result is connected now, it is still the work of Favela.

“The Normans were good at the time. They were strict, sometimes gentle, and they gave in to the knowledge. There was an indebtedness. Besides, they had no son, they had a love. It’s kind of warm … so he would have suffered. ”

I’m sorry that she is satisfied other than my sister. He was refusing to be satisfied. It is a reaction that surely lost the beloved, because the despair when lost was too deep. It began to show an excessive rejection response to love.

“The source of love is the nullity that was born when you lost love. The true darkness that keeps everything out of it. The despair of losing love loses even love. In a sense, it is more about love than anyone else. It’s also scary evidence, all because of love. ”

Kyle hates himself at the time. The distortion should have been corrected before it began, and it was too late after it started. The boy Al was kind, serious and had straight eyes. When it reaches the abyss, it shows an irreversible reversal.

If it were possible to stop it, it was the day of the beginning, it did not kill the Normans and let them accept the love of the Normans. Kyle and Favela could not find a single line of hope. Even though I knew-

“If you take a step, you can go back. It’s not strong enough to go back. It’s neither dexterous enough to look away from your sins and live happily.”

Favela was silent. I knew what Kyle wanted to say. No, I understood it long ago. The boy who liked himself became an adult as the boy he liked. It is still weak now. Weaker than anyone and kinder than anyone.

Therefore, the world will be hell from the day when he sinned for the thing that was Al. Suffering, troubles, struggles and pains only by living. Pain increases with the number of walks. But there is no stop for the walk. To stop walking means that the meaning of pain disappears. Losing pain means losing sin.

“Someone has to stop, even if it’s too late-”

Kyle sees his hand. The hand is by no means naive. Kyle also slaughtered many lives as a gladiator. The work is overlapping.

“It’s my job. It’s a promise.”

At that time she was released, a heartfelt petition to kill. The regret that I could not take it, it hurts Kyle. At least that day, William was showing off his ID card blindly and was creating hilariousness as if provocatively, and at that time, if it had led to an understanding, I should not have suffered until here. If you kill at that time-

“Still, I do not want you to kill two people …”

Kyle listened to Favela’s words. The rain gains more momentum. Favela hopes that the sound of the world is full of rain, with all this momentum washing away everything and restoring it. I know that’s impossible, though-

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William had been post-treatment of burns in his room. The sight of doing office work. In particular, the expression did not cause pain.

“… a clean cloth and clean water. It seems that Rolf has made me mind-friendly and let his men go upstream.”

I brought the water and cloth that Shurvia came in with. William instructed, “Here in the room.” Shurvia obeys without saying anything.

“What is that woman?”

“Is it about Lydianne? It’s not a very pleasant sight, so I left early.

Treatment of burns, it was also horrible. Although the burn itself was also tempting to cover the eyes, the work involving clothes and sand scratched the burnt area, and the task of wiping away the liquid like pus was not verbal.

“No, let me help. I’m used to seeing injuries.”

Sluvia rolled his arms. The opponent in front of you is a wolf, but before that you are a superior in wartime. If you are a warrior, the priority is fixed. As an excuse, Sluvia faced William.

“That same woman but the number of places is different. Let’s say that you are addicted to the words of your dedicated subordinates. If foreign matter is mixed in the part where my hand can not reach, scratch the skin out of nowhere. You might be able to see the absurd

Just kidding, William gives a word. Even so, I will not stop my hand. Ferocious pain and itching attack him. However, it is a surprise because he has come to the battlefield and is stopping the ebony while being exhausted more than anyone else.

A few days have already passed since the death fight. From the next day, William and Wolf clash again, and locally local Wolf’s advantage, but overall Arcadia has come as it is here. Firmly, William has become a smasher, and the form that does not let Wolf like it continues.

“… Why can you get here?”

Sluvia is spilling out. The difference just spreading out from the day I vowed revenge. I am not prepared to go here. Even if you burn yourself on the battlefield, there is no such spirit. Such an idea does not come out.

“I’m killing your father. I’m destroying your country. Neighboring country, next to me too … is that a reason? Are they so light that you can easily throw it away?”

Sluvia looks at the back of the wolf. Although not as bad as this burn, a lot of wounds were incised here. The front is also damaged. This wound shows that this man is not only a mouth.

Shurvia couldn’t speak a word. Nothing affirmed or denied. However, this sloppy word is surely a kind of true intention that the white knight usually does not show. The inner surface of the steel wall may be a little loose due to burn pain.

“Well, forget. A little bit overrun. Continue working.”

“Okay. The big one was hiding. I’ll hurt a little.”

“Show me if you take it. I want to commemorate it if it is big.”

“… You’re kidding up there!”

“Oh, it hurts. I’ll ask you in that condition Shurvia”

The cure is far. However, the white knight is stronger than before the injury. It is the same as Wolf after losing eyes. The envy monsters were raising themselves without knowing it. A subordinate, Sluvia, felt it strongly.

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Wolf was unable to squeeze a white knight standing in front of him. I am superior with a sword. Although the distance game is bad because of the bow, I grabbed my breath to close the distance. If you rely only on the bow, the White Knight is already dead.

(…… … until here)

Wolf complains of pain and pain to his left eye, pointing to where it was. There is no light in the area covered by the cloth forever. However, there is a sense of loss and frightening. I lost one eye and lost my sense of distance. However, other senses mobilized all over me and gave me a new sense of distance. This deal is never a loss.

Wolf gets stronger, but the monsters in front of him are also getting stronger. White knights who focus only on stopping the Wolf without being lost or obsessed, or serving only as a smasher have been awkward.

As well as superiority in long range battles, close battles were unwilling. Rather, it will prevent killing by aggressively attacking. Even though the neck is close, I do not feel like I can go over the last line. Relying on the nature called a bow, I could not find a gap until “that time” that was not like it.

“Wolf, it’s going to be a good time. Information from the scout-”

A man without a chance comes along wherever he goes. It is moving by marking only Wolf. In a sense, it means that William is also crushed.

“I saw the game, but do you try to get it to the end?

The difference between Arcadia and Naderks was not the difference between William and Wolff. It is a game that lacks William and Wolf and which is stronger. For Arcadia, Gilbert, Hilda, Sluvia, and Rolf. In Nederlux, Anatole, Nika, Ulysses, Malthus. The part of the warrior is quite antagonistic.

What is different if

Another white knight, a fake imitation, a fake king reigns.