Chapter 233

The battlefield leading up to Marburg was paralyzing their senses. Only by bringing the predominance that came from William’s careful preparation to this point, I had an illusion of the temporary advantage of my own. They are strong. We can win.

“A boy, is it over yet?”

It looked down like a long time ago, looked with eyes that looked at insects, and the magic finally broke.

“I!”

The power to stand up really remains. You should be able to stand up and show nasty. Even though it does not listen to what the body says. My heart is broken.

“Weak, little boys. Spelling strong words is weak evidence. We only reinforce the weak heart with words. It is visible and transparent. A pimp showing off the natural weakness.”

When Claude Liwius was just Claude before getting his name, all the adults looked at himself with such eyes. Weakly dwarfed, desperately strong, spit a strong word to counter, they see that look and they come true. With the eyes to see the pathetic things-

“I can still do it”

“If so, give it a shot. Let’s point it to me! Will you beat me?”

Just the mouth. The body does not move. My heart is yelling.

“I don’t run away or hide!”

Banjaman’s coercion, and in response to that, the battle spirit that had been a windy light has disappeared. Looking at himself weak, Claude was about to be crushed by compassion. My heart is jealous of the weak self which was only fake, in front of the real strength.

My heart was broken. I can’t help it, and it’s gloomy.

“If it means standing up, I win. As promised, put the White Knight in front of me.”

Claude was no longer in Banjaman’s sight. It’s worth noting to match your gaze. My heart breaks down again on that. I can not help myself, I am weak.

(There are talents, there is training, there are not enough experiences and years, but now this level is too early. There is a wall that can not be exceeded by momentum alone. will do)

Although he was an uninterested pretending banjaman, his intimacy was borne in mind to smile at the rise of an interesting young man. He showed an ugly technique and a poor body that has not yet matured, and a movement that sheds many times for it.

(So, I’m going to burn it today.

Some will be visible when the column is broken. Even if it is the enemy, it will be tempting to take part in a pleasant young man. While thinking that it was a bad habit of himself, Banjaman released a sense of intimacy towards “the next opponent”. The pressure on the bull is good. There is no fluctuation there.

The atmosphere that gradually approaches from the previous point deserves caution.

(I’ll show you the battlefield)

Beyond the eyes of Banjaman, standing there-

“Are you kidding and taking a hit? You have fallen one hundred heads of Gallias and others too”

She uses white silver hair to drain and her body is huge according to gender. In addition to that atmosphere, there is no inferiority compared to “cow iron” in front of the eyes.

“Let’s not say the words that you are sending children to the battlefield.

Her name is “White Bear”, Sylvia von Niklinen.

“Let’s shut up, let’s move the basin darkness behind it quickly”

“What, I did stop it”

“No. Negotiations are over. War is going.”

“Forceful … it’s fine. It will kick you. Go ahead, you!”

The subordinates who have stopped lawfully behind the banjaman show up. Vanjaman’s sense of intimacy and his subordinate’s willingness combined to create a huge flow.

“Say for the soft-fed people who grew up warmly in the south. Go ahead, show you the northern soul!”

“Oh!”

It is huge without losing another flow. The atmosphere of the survivors of the north and the atmosphere of Sluvia are mixed, and a massive attack atmosphere was born.

Sluvia turns the Halbert, which he is good at. And I proceeded to walk in vain.

Banjaman also clasps the bully as if it responds to it and moves forward.

“It’s huge for women’s ratio”

“It looks like it’s small in the front”

A moment of silence. Two people facing each other. With an awful smile, I shook it all the way-

“Don’t die!”

The roar became a signal of the open war.

On the second day, the east side was rough, and the storm was blowing on other battlefields.

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On the third day, although the fierce battle continued in various places, it was on the east side that it was extremely intense.

The crash between Survia and Banjaman is no longer the sound of a living thing. A huge iron clash collides with it, but the roaring sound evokes a clash between heavy machines that can not be found in this era. There is no one who can get close to the collision of one shot, one shot being too heavy.

The two men’s subordinates are all well-weighted, as is the battlefield of the Giants. On the east side of the outer wall, there was a battlefield that could not be reached by anybody.

“… what is it, this?”

The height of the battlefield too far. The height of the wall felt for the first time by young Shun Ying.

I don’t feel like coming close. My heart breaks down-

Adan and Adon will continue to take control of the West. When Rafael tries to move, the sprout is crushed without attacking when he wants you to attack. Raphael was not allowed to do any movement he wanted to do, against a man of skill who stirred the battlefield briskly.

If I lost power I was convinced that I was immature. However, being able to make a clear difference in the area of ​​the brain that is originally his field will greatly hurt his pride. It is further separated by the advantage once attached, and if noticed it will be driven out of control.

“Rafael, no more”

War veterans entrusted to my father. If they do not exist, the west has collapsed before long. It was determined that it was difficult to surpass them even more than that. Yes, Raphael says in his head that he can not win against the experienced and successful Adan, Adon’s Twin Knights.

“I ask you, senior. Please use me as a soldier.”

Raphael, the downfall of humiliation. There are no words to bite your lips, or punish your regrets.

“Let’s leave it, but I can’t take advantage of those two opponents.”

Senior of school of the same generation as Kevin. The most experienced generation of Taylors children came to mind. This will head east and west and its generation.

“Just, if you calm down, you should be able to suppress it at a slight disadvantage.”

The idea of ​​using the advantage of the terrain, utilizing the shield of the outer wall, and trying to eliminate the disadvantage even a little.

“If the opponent is good, I will not move and always stay behind. Under this condition, it’s five minutes.”

The experience of fighting with the strong, the frustration made their generation learn the battle of the weak. Because of the royal family, their generation has enough rotten experience that Raphael has not been able to get into the battlefield that can be won. That’s why, even if you can not be a fine star-

“The air of war has changed”

“I’m immobile, I’m hard to do it,”

Complete your mission in a muddy manner. The youngsters may not know, but in the old days there was a man who stood at the top of Arcadia, who is the middle of seven kingdoms in the war. Valdias’s name “Fudo”. Struggles, surrounded by the nobles of the three nobles, but still how to defend his battle is the battle of the weak. That was the fight that the strong man made the most difficult.

“Calm down and cope. We are in high places and high defenses. No irritability, faithful to the basics, there is no reason to lose it alone. Take the appropriate action from there, so you will not lose. ”

Valdias grew up and the bloodline of the weak.

“I will do it”

Among those who did not directly know it, the “stuff” that has accumulated has been breathing.

It is a second victory. Let’s go with ease.

And finally, on the south side, they made the choice to defend the bridge in front, and the time for the trial finally came. At the beginning, Marie of “Silver crown” was dominant or a tie. But in the face of the young genius who grew up in the battle, Mary finally lost its position. Yes, it was good to there.

“It’s too much play, seniors”

The man who appeared nasty from behind Mary. A tall, well-balanced body and flowing blonde are reminiscent of the illuminated sea of ​​clouds. It was a beautiful man. A natural body, as it is on the battlefield, is there as it is. There is neither a murder nor a spirit.

“Do you move, noon line”

“If you extend the enemy any longer, you won’t get a single coin. It’s a bad habit, you can only give seriousness to opponents that are equal or better.”

“Noisy. If you take a role from me, let’s get it right”

“I’m happy, I will try to do it myself”

A man who kills even if it is an ally if it gets in the way of a 一 譲 hit the spot. Even their subordinates show surprise at that. The ‘Silver Crown’ Jean-Marie-de-Yuveau’s retention is not a light one. A man who has thrown away many benefits but has passed through it. It is only a martial-minded warrior who is not fit for appearance but the life of “silver crown”. To give it up is-

“A man without a battle stands before me!”

Even if it was a head instruction-

“What are your feelings for the fight?”

It is said that the one who is given is stronger than Marie. It is not the case that you should not give away “silver crown”.

“What?”

Beatrix is ​​astonished. A man without a part of the atmosphere left the sight, leaving a response that looked like a smoke. I was struck by my best, so I could understand Beatrix. However, the point is outside of perception.

“I think I need it, but not. I only cloud the sword, my grandfather”

The voice was from behind. An unintelligible maneuver. Beatrix is ​​horrible. I’ve been fighting as many opponents as me stronger than myself. Because my brothers and relatives went far ahead of myself. I was used to strong people.

“Shut up!”

The feeling as if I grabbed a cloud again. Even though it is hit, it should have been accepted, but there is no feeling on the tip of the sword. Softly and-

“First one death”

Cut the thin skin of the neck muscle. The man was changing his body and turning around the Beatrix. Perhaps, in the same way as before, Beatrix fought at a speed that he did not understand.

“Your sword is too straight. So you can’t win.”

The words applied from behind are a word from overwhelming heights.

“Oswald’s Sword-”

An excuse for the words of Oswald’s pride.

“–Don’t hesitate!”

I’m a Kenki. Even with the movement to look back, a powerful sword comes back.

“Don’t bother me. I can not understand-Taka is a sword?”

But it cut the sky again with a faint touch. We recognize that Beatrix’s delicate sense was definitely received with a sword. Only the faintly diverted orbit and the facts that did not hit it prove it, but that’s no comfort.

“That’s it, I’m putting my life on such a thing.”

The man spit on Oswald’s sword and forgive it.

“Two deaths with this. We’re weak, Grandpa.”

A shattered pride moves Beatrix. And that’s all-

“Three deaths, four deaths, five deaths, six deaths-”

It shattered in front of the man.

“-Ten deceased”

The man’s name is Loran de Leclerc. The order is the lowest hundred. A man who has no excuse for being called a noon line. But none of them tried to take him down from Hyakusho. That’s how much he was known. Even if it is Galias wide in speaking of talent, there is nothing superior to Loran.

Beatrix broke his knee with a shattered pride. The front of my eyes is completely dark. I believe, the path I’ve been pushing is swaying. The pride and pride that I had piled up disappeared. As you name Oswald, you need a power that does not disguise its name. I did not have it. The one who mudd up to what the ancestors piled up despairs of weakness.

“Turn it over. Your hobbies are bad.”

A thin sword that overlaps the sword attached to the neck. Mary’s eyes were full of mercy.

“Let me kill at least. That’s courtesy.”

A wounded neck. Ten thin scratches carved there.

“No, she’s a food. Of course I’ll cut it if I can’t catch it.”

“That’s good. It lacks retention as a warrior.”

“It’s a principle that doesn’t bother me, I”

“I say I like it”

On the neck of a girl whose overlapping sword collapsed

“” “!”

A killing arrow passes between Loran and Marie. Too much killing two people took more than necessary. An arrow worthy of caution penetrates the stunned Galians in front of the bridge and further strikes one person behind. Aim for the heart without missteps.

“She is the star of our hopes. It will not be killed.”

The man also stood on the battlefield stunned. A space for one person, open to accept those who withdrew. The atmosphere that a man appears as she appears from the mouth of the gate that was slightly opened-

“Let me bother, both men”

It was cool, but far from absolute and full of confidence.

“White Knight” William von Liwyus. A long, snow-white long hair is gathered in a bunch, and the cool eyes look wide and deep. One of the three members who defeated a giant in this world. The man who changed the age quietly reigns on the spot.