Chapter 372

The battle between Claude and Leicester was unimaginable.

It’s more casual than you think. No, should we say that Claude’s nephew has made Leicester sober? Claude continued to keep pace with his basic stance, despite his frustration. I will use my best hand to cope with paradoxes. You may go around for a while, but as long as you keep releasing your best hand, it will eventually prevail.

Claude claps the powerful freewheels. There is no rough side that usually appears in a calming spring. Although it is Leicester who is attacking, the strange figure called Leicester who was attacking was also completed.

Claude has a solid view of the stacked traditions.

“Are you involved with him?”

“It is rotten”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“Hmmm … he’s a general, a man and a nobleman. And no one complains. No, I don’t say anything. It’s an unheard of thing, and it’s all accepted in just a few years. Simple, straight, There is no back and forth, it’s strong for that.

It’s a bit different to call it full-width trust. At least on this occasion, only she is worried about Claude. The reason for not giving it up is because it does not give even a slight fluctuation to the minds of the soldiers who are turning their eyes on trust.

(………… Good to cute children!

Ulysses switched his mind to what he needed to do, as she would want to die if she looked at her selfless woman. The request from the white king does not make sense already. It is out of the contract to save Alfred, who will be in the scheme from here.

(Well, what should I do with the contract? I don’t mind but … he will mind)

You need a foot to save. A glimpse of a horse with a glance at the side

(I think it’s fast. I have a nice coat. I want to wear it for a long time.)

Ulysses, who had been struggling with a human horse without noticing it. The coat was so good that he would return to a young age. White and it feels great. See you soon.

“You, knowing that you know Claude is to say that you know Alfred too”

“Do you know where Alfred is now?”

Ulysses smiles with bitter smile over her imagination.

“No, I can only predict to a certain extent, but I am told to take care of him from the side of the person who wants to look after him, but I have no legs to rescue him. I would be grateful if you could lend the horse … Unfortunately, the rewards are — ”

“Marianne! I’ll lend you! I think I’ve got more than you thought, but maybe the original plan is bad. Haha, I’m getting water! Really!”

Claude broke into the conversation when Ulysses tried to excuse him on hand. A man named Ulysses is being asked to take care of Alfred. That one point is enough. Tonight’s plan, at least the “person”, was not just the expulsion of his son.

If you know it-

“Hey! I’m motivated!”

Claude’s motivation is an eel carp.

Of course, while Marianne smiles-

“Please, Alfred. The girl is like our younger brother. Please save the girl, knight. Please lead it to the future that the girl wants.”

Ulysses looks deeply at Marianne, who bows her head with a serious expression, and deeply knights.

“Oath my sword, its promise-”

“Gha ha ha! Good, its role, I accepted!”

“””Huh?”””

An old knight straddling a wolf and a horse. Even in Ulysses, the old knight ran his horse “Heyeo!” With no worries, in a state of immoral and unrest.

“Wait, wait a minute Goraga! Stop!

Claude, who beat Leicester’s onslaught, can not afford to stop.

“Well, Ma Dorobo! Return Willian II of Marianne! I was raised from the foal by Marianne! It was expensive!”

The old knight, who runs a horse to Mariaanne’s scream, says, “Um.” I grabbed a goose ring and a chest ring. Throw it back “It is the price!”

It drew a beautiful parabola and landed at the hands of Marianne.

“… Rings, green stones. Wow, emeralds. Well, not so.”

Although it was Marianna who was being bought easily, I recall that the horse was taken away even though it might be a relief for Alfred.

Only Ulysses smiled looking up at the sky.

“Don’t laugh and follow me!”

“No, of course I’ll chase. I want to see the end of this strange night. No, no, but interesting. Who is the one who called for him? What attracted him? That’s because even that man will not read. ”

Marianne floats a question mark when she sees Ulysses with a fancy face.

“Oh, I know I’m worried, but I feel relieved. I would do better with him than I. He was a knight more than anyone else. He was king more than anyone, and his eyes were Chisato. It was said that they would see through. If that person would lead you correctly. ”

Ulysses’ eyes were sparkling. An eye that looks like a longing. What can we do other than laugh before the glory and frustration that everyone knows, and the broken and still unabated glow?

“Lester will leave it to you. I won’t lose from here. You have the task of fighting and losing to me … keep winning until you lose to me.”

“Take it easy! Follow me!”

“… Happiness is rude, then you, Arcadia, let’s see somewhere anyway”

Ulysses ran out as it was. The speed at which the surrounding soldiers are throbbing.

Heaven is given to a dragon, but the earth is a lion.

(Of course, I will get back to Heaven.)

Tens of seconds behind the old knight who drove a horse, Ulysses also disappeared from the main gate out of Arkas.

“After that, I just crush this guy”

“Gee!”

The battle between Claude and Leicester has become even more intense.

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The boy’s exhaustion was obvious to everyone. It was obvious that the enemy, the bystander, and myself were near limits. However, there are differences in the three ways of thinking.

At the beginning, the enemy Osberg’s heavy troopers had some surprises in the boy’s struggle and perseverance. But it is not enough to disturb the formations, not to dilute their revenge.

However, at this time, they were overwhelmed by surprises and became dull with their suspicion that they would produce very slight disturbances in the formations and battles. The reason is that there is still no casualty in the crowded and disturbed situation. I will not kill the boy. There are countless fine tears, and the point is removed, but there is also a big wound by the arrow and the heel. Among them, the boy has not yet stained his hands with blood.

(……why?)

Those who are like ghosts are men and warriors. We know that it is more difficult to kill enemies without killing them than it is difficult to kill them. Why is he penetrating without killing in this difficult place? Can’t kill or don’t kill-if you don’t kill it, it could be a shame. Knowing the ease of killing, if it turned into a shura, there was a risk that this advantage would be lost.

So I can not step on it. Continue to dominate, and choose a battle that will squeeze your neck.

Bystanders knew well why they couldn’t kill. It is impossible to kill without killing, Maze’s sword that has never cut people, jealousy, the skill of the process can not be talked about at the experience value of killing all at once. There is a natural temperament, but at first there is no awakening unless there is one person killed.

(Kill Alfred, if one kills you will create fear. If you kill two or three you will create a bribe. If a group of ten kills you, the scale flock will become dysfunctional. Get rid of the crumbling siege and I will do it.

If you give them enough fear to fill their revengeful minds, a career will be born. I will do it myself. I can do it myself. And at the same time, I also knew that Alfred can not do it now. I wonder if I could not cut my sister suddenly at this place-Imagination alone is enough.

(Don’t let it bother you. Before you die. The reason for stopping this hand will disappear.)

The bystander can not move with the bow still on. I am trying to pull myself down with a lot of power. The match was similar to when Victoria decided to drop Rutgard. I want to scrape my whole body, I want to tear myself down to tear it down. Even now. Why do I have to stop this hand, what is wrong with my beloved, what is wrong through the ego, I am the king, there is no contradiction in being special.

Kill them. Fight the thieves who try to steal my treasures.

“I can not help it”

(Oh, I think so too)

I will remain weak forever. The natural weakness that follows around even if I think it is transcendental. William does not think that such kindness is kindness.

(I am a prisoner)

“If you shoot, it will be so”

The king did not shoot. Certainly Alfred will be the ball side in cobblestones. But at this point, the change works. When I was young, I raised my son without any intention of becoming a king. If you make a king, there are three people who were born for that purpose. Raphael is enough to connect.

If you shoot here, there is evidence that the king has shown a special love. It can be a kind of fire that will collapse in Sone, a decade or two. The wolf is thrown long ago. Alfred is already king or buried in a world other than Arcadia, or just one in two.

There is no exception. Do not make exceptions. Because everything is a flock, we made it so special that we kept everything special. I erased it.

The king is equal. So —

The boy, Alfred, was surprised that he was so awkward and scratching. I have thought that I have no value for myself. A prince whose title is not useful for fathers. Even if it was a business, he hated to steal from others and fled to the corner. I ran away and ran away, and I noticed that I was about to be killed by my father’s thug.

I ran away with no reason whatsoever. Excuse me if I open my mouth.

Yes, the word that I said was worthless was also an excuse.

I really want to be recognized by my father. wish to be loved. I want everyone to get along well and have a happy world with no mercy. I want to be loved, I want to love.

I want to work that no one is unhappy. I hate to see the falling people. I hate the eyes of that person who kicked off to compete with Nicola to make money. I don’t like those eyes that change my eyes to get money. I hate that place where I waved my sword and no one came.

It is only a bad memory to remember. If you have at least a running horse, please show me more beautiful memories. The days in that northward, my father, my mother and myself, a kind world closed with only three people-

(Hmiko, but … that was a lie. My father didn’t love me, and my mother might not have loved me. It was a marriage to stay connected with Taylor, until I got reinstated. If you think so, everything will be consistent, and my mother will also cut it down because it’s no longer necessary as I am now.

Alfred is about to cry.

(Help me, Father. Tell me that it’s a lie, I love you. I’m just me-)

My heart is broken. 槍 A little bit more sharp. A quick stop I had avoided unconsciously. Little by little the attack began to shoot near it.

(I’ve been saying that it is worthless, but I want to live even though it’s an objectively worthless package, but I want to live. I don’t want to die. I really hate me. It’s ugly, it’s not beautiful, it’s an egoist, it doesn’t have the strength to look at it, it just cramps, just wait for it to be given.

Feelings disappear from Alfred’s nephew. As if something warm from the cracked heart was falling. Little by little, that was definitely changing him.

(I hate me, but “I” seems to love me)

A spear shoots a skull from the horse’s mouth and strikes the upper arm of an enemy soldier straddling it. It was finished with arms because the soldiers prevented it, but the aim was clearly the neck, which is the joint of the ax and the drive, a point.

A smile floats on Alfred’s coffin. That’s the same kind of smile as my father.

“I am sorry Father. I do not want to die.”

Beast’s niece.

“Everyone will get away!

After finding out Alfred’s transformation, they chose the optimal solution. Even the father William did not read it. They had seen many times when people turned into beasts from a long history of war. I also saw that the egg of the hero would be so in Laconia. The experience, the memory, gave birth to the correct response.

The beast is not killed by force. The beast is killed by wisdom.

In addition, Alfred’s response was poor. I was too nervous to kill. The move that had been directed to bring the game into a melee without taking a long distance until now, has made it go awry. For a moment, at least if there is only a little chance of thinking-

“Dam, at least let’s pass on that horse!”

The response was too early. There is no time to go around it. There is no room to kill or disturb.

“As long as it is a horse, I’m thinking that I’ll try to get rid of my revengeful heart by hand, and I’ll take care of it with a close-up blade, but I will change my hand if there is an active path there. This is a punishment.”

An arrow released with the signal. It rains and falls. It is not enough to sweep.

“Death, a demonic child who has destroyed the country.”

Only the word “live” floats in Alfred’s mind. So he took action to do so simply. The moment the arrow fell, it slipped on the back of the horse and used it as a shield. How to avoid being too vicious and hateful.

“A demon kid is a demon”

The survivors of the Ostoberg heavy cavalry uniformly frowned. Since he lost his leg when he lived that moment, he had no way out. Take a further distance, just hit an arrow and get stuck. He has neither foot nor grace to crush the distance.

Nevertheless, he gave another life to live.

“Sorry, but I do not want to die.”

Alfred was crying with a smile of the beast, either against his deeds or against the predicament. I could not see it in the dark, but it looked like fresh blood, blood tears.

“Devilishness. Ostberg’s dawn is near!”

The arrow was fired again. There is no way to prevent it this time.

“Help me, Father.”

Is it a beast or a human being?