20. Warfare

However, I was never excited. You can make more than double the speed with your mind, but the important thing now is to focus your attention and give Kamikaze time to fight back. Rysuke, who was regenerating his truncated arm and resting, checked the fire and commotion in the south and quickly responded.

"The whole Southern Gate is open?"

"Yes, the message that there was a restriction on the use of the glottis came out and said that he had no choice but to step back."

'Are you simply swept away by refugees, or is there a liver inside?'

The Token of Honor belongs not only to Ryosuke, but also to the people of Kamikaze. Until now, I thought the token could be used when I simply occupied the enemy city. On the contrary, I didn't even think I would use it to attack the building first. However, you can admire it later. All you have to do now is defeat the intruders.

"Contact the Federation of Small and Medium Guilds..., No."

"Ryosuke?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

It was a matter of urgency, but Rysuke was unable to move. If you want to think simple, you can think as simple as you want. However, it is the current situation that can also become infinitely difficult if it is considered difficult.

"Who the hell is the enemy? '

If only I could see it in front of my eyes, I could see it as Korean. However, it is a situation in which the South Gate has been overwhelmed.

'Very unlikely, but the Federation of Small and Medium-sized Guilds won't shake hands with the Koreans, will it? Then, the damage can double if you turn to the exterior. No, it may not be the case if nothing has happened so far... Do you know? Do you want to hit the back in the last minute? No, if it's innocent, it's damaging and insulting. What the hell am I supposed to do?'

He was being eaten by his own scheme. Ryoske was of a type similar to milkwheat.

The head can turn somewhat, the situation can be appropriately identified, and a reasonable response can be made. However, if there is a problem, it lacks determination and momentum. If I chose one, I had to push the decision all the way out and take responsibility for what was going to happen in a thousand and a half years. After a while of thinking about it, the decision was an ambiguous response, not an ideologist.

"In order to establish the Federation of Small and Medium-sized Guilds at the front and then deploy reserve forces and combat-capable units, the Federation's Ministry of Cerebral Arts will be called in and monitored and detained at the Emperor's Palace."

Certainly the afterstorm will not be a joke. But for Ryosuke, this was now the best option.

'Would Kenshin have been better?'

I'd rather miss Kenshin at this point. Kenshin always preferred a radical method and had a sword ahead of his words, but at least Kenshin had no hesitation in making a determination and did not try to escape the afterstorm that came from it.

The raid did not go on long enough. Some people were frightened to say that they would not die without being swept away, but there was a gap that could never be overcome between Korea and Japan and soon began to withdraw from the country. There were about 5,000 deaths, not to mention an unbelievably small number who seemed to have died in the chaos.

Most people quit the resistance as soon as Allied troops entered the castle and fled towards the north. Ryoske did not move. I just drew a line.

"Establish a defensive force at the origin of the central square. You can get each other to react clumsily. Slowly counters after completing internal maintenance while the defender turns off time."

To be precise, it was an option to remove the indoor thermophiles and minimize the damage. But speaking of results, it was the worst choice. People were happy even when the Koreans stepped back gently. However, after a bright day, I realized the problem when I went to the store to buy various consumables.

"What's the price?"

"With taxes going up, of course, the price goes up."

"Taxes go up? The shops in the north..."

"There, there and here."

The price of goods and facilities in the south, divided into two and a half castles, rose by almost half. Only then did Kamikaze realize that the purpose of the coalition was in the plundering of the facilities. However, work did not flow so easily.

As before, the glottis was firmly closed and formulations were applied so that it could not go beyond the walls. It has also become impossible to move to the field as long as the closure has been hung up.

It was not simply a question of not using facilities. There were also essentials such as inns and apartments, and there were restrictions on the volume of goods that came out of one store or were purchased per day. It was impossible to support the whole people with half the facilities.

Eventually, Japan was engulfed in extreme chaos and internal confusion.

Kamikaze was unable to maintain the same position as before, in addition to setting up the Federation of Small and Medium-sized Guilds as a shield, forcibly detaining some people, and humiliating the Koreans as part of the city.

If you win last, there is only a cold look to return to the loser.

"You're amazing. I didn't expect you to miss your strategy."

If it was possible to measure others' emotions, a message would have been heard that their respect for Miri had increased. As usual, I would have turned the conversation around with a child or handed it over like nothing, but this time I nodded my head in my chest.

"Well, if you study for a few days, this is gum."

"You must be Sung-hoon."

"Huhuhu."

Though many factors followed Ryosuke's cautious nature, such as shoveling by some groups, internal affairs and luck, it was able to produce the optimal results that Sung-hoon thought.

"All the walls and the gates, and some other buildings. You can isolate the sex itself, and you can earn a lasting income."

Who can achieve more than this?

"So you're going to leave Japan like this?"

"It's not that simple. There are cities in other countries, and we have resolved them through dialogue, not disputes like ours, so we can't keep building bad feelings, and we can't negotiate or settle them properly."

Getting out is not the only solution, so there will be a lot of headaches. But it has nothing to do with itself anyway. Instead of getting caught in a headache, I will return home and finish the restoration without any fatigue.

If you think about the composition of the newly created guild, fund management, and organizational reorganization, even if you have two bodies, you will not have enough.

'This is high enough, isn't it?'

Assuming that all the countries on Earth existed, I thought that I could now be at the top of the list, both as an individual and as a force.

'People should use their heads, too.'

It is impossible for the unsub to act right and superior to catch up and move beyond genius. Here too, geniuses learn to bite their teeth. If there is an arrangement, use it, and if there is a path, go there. It's treachery. You can do as much as you want. You don't get far from evil either.

He himself is a clear villain. I have no intention of excusing or denying it.

How many have you killed so far and how many have you eaten? There was no desperation, no understandable reason, no nobility in the process. I was just being unfairly caught up because it would be profitable.

Rejoice by wielding your weapon against the weak. The magnificent buildings had changed badly for a long time, and the Iranian special forces, called the warriors of God, were being brutally pushed.

It was resisting associatively, but the Great League was already leaning.

"Chairman, it's dangerous to be out here. He went inside..."

"Huh? What's so dangerous?"

"Uncleared Resistance are hiding between the alleys."

"Yeah?"

Cheeky!

A man who lit a cigarette with simple flame magic began to rub the cigarette against the man's face without hesitation. Because of the warrior, the fire in the cigarette fire only felt a little bitter, but it made me feel dirty enough.

However, the man who had been smoked bread with no bottom, bowed and trembled.

"Something's wrong. Am I right to avoid them or am I right to wipe them out so I don't avoid them?"

"No, you're right to wipe them out!"

"I know very well. Don't forget. Hmm. And what kind of prisoner are you now?"

"Currently, we have about 35,000 people in total. For now, survivors are struggling desperately, but their health may have dropped due to the second wheel war, so we should be able to defeat them soon. That would increase the total number of hostages even further."

"Hmm."

A glorious blonde man, Jack Apron, drowned for a moment in his thoughts, clenching his fingers.

"If they catch you, send them to the entire penitentiary."

"... All of you?."

"How many times have I given you a chance to resist like that, doesn't that mean you don't want to be close to me? Then we'll have to respond accordingly."

"Even so, it's an elite force. For efficient utilization…."

The man who spoke up realized that the atmosphere was unusual and shut up. Jack stares at him with his expressionless eyes. He is a secondary awakener, so he does not go out on his knees. But I couldn't even breathe properly in front of him.

"Phillip. You're all good, but you talk too much."

"Sin, sorry!"

"How many rounds do you have to cut this time? Two or three rounds?"

Philip shut up quietly. It is the worst thing to make excuses and open your mouth. It has never been in vain to carry out his duties for the longest time. When Philip didn't say anything, Jack caught his eye on him to see if he was less interested.

"I'm glad. I started raising pets these days and I realized I was patient too. And what's the male and female composition of the prisoners?"

"There are 14,000 men, there are about 21,000 women."

"You know what I'm going to tell you?"

I know. Very well.

One of the titles referring to him was "Impartial Judge." Of course, it was not a good name.

"Take care of the seven thousand to fit the ratio. Slaves, livestock, stress-relieving sandbags, whatever."

A psychopath, a psychopath, a psychopath, a psychopath. That was Jack Apron. You should not judge by a mild-looking face. He was the one who didn't lack the word "Devil's Incarnation."

"If you stay here, you could be attacked by the Resistance. Let's step back."

It was Jack who immediately flipped over what he had just said. However, Philip did not say anything and moved along his back.

I'm fair.