Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

15,000 Ares troops led by Guildless and him started the assault when the southern Eugrian army in front of them found out they were enemies.

Me and Goldonian Soldier 5,000 couldn't be said to be ready to attack, but there's no reason to watch them, so we go on to storm.

It was a disastrous situation, but still the commanders of the Royal Army, trained by Eirich, were moving on an ad hoc basis. Attempts are being made to work with the Ares soldiers in favor of the situation.

"The enemy is divided into multiple formations. Spread out on both wings and give your enemies freedom of movement."

"The muscles I've been building up roar!

"Ares, I'm gonna show you the strength of a man!

"Alcohol, women, and battle! This is the life of a man!

"Archers fire at enemy centers, cavalry surrounds them from the side -"

"Whoa, whoa! Fight then!"

"My big chest muscles roar about how much I've been waiting for this day!

"A man's battle only hits him directly from the front!

We're working together to win.

"What, collaboration? what is it"

Celia looks back in a cold voice.

"Never mind."

I was just running away from reality a little.

I'm pretty sure the Goldonian commanders are calling for a lot of things, but Ares soldiers aren't listening.

All you have to do is stick it up against your enemies with ambition.

"You don't listen to people from their heads in the first place."

Of course there is nothing but a deep red cloak, King Ares Guildless, to run off the head of the resilient Ares soldiers, each of whom also looks magnificent.

"My friend, behold! Ares, fight the man!

Guildless looks back as he runs, striking his sword and shield at me.

That smile really, sounds delightful from the bottom of my heart.

"It's for you."

"I was going to be ready, but it's hotter than I expected"

When I look at his face, I don't even dare ask him if he swims all night through North Terriers and doesn't need a break, or why he's running faster than a cavalry.

Ares' assault baffled us enough, but most of all, it must have been the southern Eugrian army that upset us.

Somehow, when the night dawned, there were suddenly 15,000 soldiers in front of us, and they stormed.

That shock should be greater just holding down the river.

"You don't think he came swimming, do you?"

Even I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't heard it from Guildless's mouth, and I still think he's an asshole when I heard it.

But the enemy wasn't just upset either.

You must have noticed that Ares' flag and gear to storm are different from those of Goldonia.

Several riders of light cavalry pop up and turn up the audio.

"Wait! I saw you weren't Goldonian soldiers. Someone!"

"I will be King Ares Guildless! Han's covenant and more will be your enemies!

Guildless ignores the light cavalry when he answers with a single voice and continues his march.

They don't deal with wooden enemies.

Then this time a slightly greater envoy appears and says:

"This is the battle between Gordonia and our Eugrian Empire, and we have no reason to fight Ares. Aren't Ares the same again?

Apparently, it's taken some persuasion.

"Come on, if Ares stops here, we're done! He's an idiot with no muscles, so I'm worried I'll wrap him up."

Celia panics, but I'm not worried at all.

"I'm fine. I can't make sense of it, but I can trust him."

You can't have heard me and Celia talking, but Guildless loosens his leg of the rampage and shouts out loud.

"No! Promising a friend is enough reason for us to fight!

Anyway, my voice is wild and big.

The apostle's horse becomes a bar, and Schwartz knocks his ears back uncomfortably.

"If we fight here, it's an all-out war against our country! Do they think you have a winning eye?!?

"I don't know! But fighting the mighty enemy is what we want."

That doesn't make sense. I'm really tired of talking to him.

But the look of the guildless, who was laughing with pleasure, changed in the next word of the messenger.

"I mean, you're going to risk the state, the people, with one promise!

The guildless stops perfectly and leans slightly.

Ares soldiers were also stuck and stopped on their feet, but it is the sudden suspension that raises questions, but there is no agitation or confusion at all.

"What is it, king? Can't you storm?

"Is that a break? Then let's eat."

"I'll change my pants, too. I'm getting itchy."

The guy who really ate out the rice, the guy who took off his pants - yeah, I saw something dirty.

But as opposed to plenty of spare Ares soldiers, anger abounds from Gildress.

It's unusual for him to shut up, but it's creepy.

"Now...... something"

The voice is as big as ever, but there is even more force in a lower voice that sounds different than before.

I can see Schwartz's body a little nervous with a cheerful face.

One promise, one promise, one promise, one promise.

"Weird!"

Guildless looks up with anger.

"I made a promise to my friends... that Han's vows to each other would be boring..."

Suddenly, guildless runs along with beastly screams.

"Yeah!"

The guy who progresses at a rate that the messenger can't react to kicks the horse's chest out of his mind.

The sound of something getting bumpy sounds, and the horse turns to the white eye and falls over.

"Wow! What do you do! I negotiate..."

Messengers thrown to the ground protest, but the guildless no longer have ears to listen.

Jen-royal guy shouts his sword at the messenger.

"I don't know Euglia! I don't even know why you're fighting with Goldonia! But I'm not going to talk to anyone who takes Han's vows and promises lightly. Me and you are incompatible. If they're incompatible, they'll have to kill each other."

"Ya... stop..."

Guildless waves up his sword.

"Oh, you had no luck."

It's pathetic.

Celia posed for prayer cutely.

"Look at the way we do it! This is the werewolf smoke in the war!

A guildless blue and shining treasure sword slaps the messenger in two from his brain.

Little screams and curses from the formation of southern Euglia, and cheers from the Ares soldiers.

"Oh, finally! Let's keep the rice."

"I don't seem to have time to wear it. If I had a cape, I wouldn't have a problem."

Men who treat their meals well.

"You kept me waiting, men, Yuka!

"Whoa! It's finally a fight!

"It's time to show off your forged fighting moves!

The anger spills over the entire Ares soldier, hitting his shield with his sword and shouting his voice.

The guildless at its center pulls and tosses a thousand pieces of armor that had his chest covered to an extent of sorrow.

As far as I'm concerned, I wanted him to be as thick as possible, but he ended up looking like just a cape and leather pants.

"If you throw away your armor before the battle, why did you wear it..."

Celia's sigh was erased by the men's anger.

Either way, the Goldonian soldier chased after Guildless for stopping his leg.

On the other hand, the enemy has been positioned, and the ambush effect has been lost.

From here it will be a battle where 30,000 enemy soldiers and Ares and 20,000 Goldonian coalition troops will hit from the front.

"I think it's Goldonian 5,000 and Ares 15,000, not Coalition 20,000. They don't listen to people, so it's a pre-collaboration issue."

Well, I guess so. The Goldonian soldier is completely pursued by the fierce guildless outbursts from Ares Rampage, the cry of praise for killing the enemy's messenger.

"There is only Lady Eigil here. I need to hold on."

Celia is so cute and in the mood.

I feel Celia has been throwing up subtle poison lately, but I guess it's because she's so cute.

"" "" Ugh!!

Along with his earth-shaking fury, Ares soldier 15,000 pushes on with a simple sideline, finally approaching the formation of southern Euglia.

"The enemy has already formed a formation... against the Battalion. Maybe it was a buy of time to send out a messenger."

The enemy formation is the same sideline as Ares, but it is a nostalgic formation lined vertically with heavy infantry with a large shield at the beginning, light infantry behind it, and archers behind it. I don't see the cavalry and the long spear squad.

"Long spears are not resistant to light bulk assault. We are going to line up the big shields to prevent assault while confusing them with bows and breaking them with light infantry! Look at the plane. The cavalry is coming for the side too... please don't let it go during the war!

I'm glad Celia's on staff, and I caressed her under my chin unexpectedly.

Assaulting Ares soldiers are powerful. Everyone is a lightweight infantry.

Besides, I can see at a glance that the Admiral's man is cutting the lead, and he's leaving us Goldonian soldiers behind and poking around, so there's no tactics or snagging. You'll look like an easy match to put together.

"Well, I guess that'll work."

Jumping in here is not a good result.

Let me show you how to fight guildless first. Celia's commentary is comfortable in her ears, too.

"The enemy has unleashed an arrow!

Quickly, a number of arrows fly together all the way from the southern Euglia position.

Ares' army is storming on top with only a round shield. A great deal of damage is inevitable if we think about it normally...

"Man of Ares, prevent it!

"" "Whoa!

One guildless decree and a prestigious reply.

The Ares soldiers who were advancing stopped instantly, becoming a mass of about 5-10 people and lined up their shields disappointingly.

"That's fast."

"I didn't care what you think. I was in the right line..."

It looks like there's not a single soldier with an arrow pouring down but falling down.

"Man of Ares, move on!

"" "Whoa!

When the arrow finishes descending, the guildless decree flies, the chunks are broken and the rampage begins.

After that, Southern Euglia shoots arrows twice and three times but is equally prevented and has no effect at all.

"Every time an arrow comes, it's a different opponent and a chunk. I don't do that for every unit."

I was aware of that, too.

Normal defenses are formed in a determined team, the same goes for the Royal Army, my private soldiers, and the Southern Eugrian Army.

But Ares is doing it among those who are appropriately close to each other.

In other words, there is no such thing as a squad in Ares' soldiers, and individuals can work together to form a formation.

Whether this is broken up or not, you will not lose your fighting power until you die so that you can retain your commander.

"And there's no one at all who's fallen. It's a big deal to prevent all arrows with a shield that size."

"No. Take a good look. There are quite a few guys stabbed in the stomach and feet."

Some guys do stab me when I stare at them.

But he doesn't stop his leg, and he doesn't even look painful.

On the contrary, I'm running with a full grin as to whether I'm happy to fight.

"I knew there was something wrong with them..."

The Ares army, which has outscored the arrows for the third time, is finally closest to the convoy in southern Euglia.

"Relax, they're light infantry. It's not our opponent who solidified it with a full plate!

"It's bouncing off with a shield and then fighting back!

"Show your loyalty to your country and your majesty!

There is no agitation in the enemy.

Form an undisturbed line under each commander, all shielded in the same motion.

The large shields lined up have no gaps as perfect as one wall.

"Whoa! Burn, men, it's the real deal from here!

"Go in anyway! We're going in and we're going around!

"Show him your forged flesh and your warfare moves!

Ares, on the other hand, is thriving anyway, like Christophe heading to the whorehouse with my luxury.

Avalanche still falling apart with the roar...... just before the thought or clash, the movement was instantly aligned, and this one also created a wall of shields lined up in a row.

The two shielding collide.

Instead of a metal sound, even the cannon accidentally flaunts our faces away from the heavier sound it fired.

And...

"It's a sight I saw one day..."

"Right."

A row of heavily armed infantry in southern Euglia was dancing through the universe beautifully.

"To? Are you flying?

"Yeah... a full plate heavy infantry, huh?

The enemy soldiers in the rear row look up at their companions as they jump over their heads.

An enemy soldier falls after a beat, echoing the screams of himself and the underlying enemy.

The Ares soldiers laugh when they hear the cry.

"Waha! It's like you weren't responding."

"They could be ghosts because people can't fly this easy either. Scary, scary, but haha!

In the meantime, one southern Eugrian soldier involves his allies and blows them away as he jumps on the ground like a pebble thrown on the water.

"Ghaaaa!!

I don't even have to see who did it. It's up to the guildless.

"Nooo, this is still the extent to which all the people who take Han lightly and so on. Weak, fragile, fearless! Show him what a true man is!

Men respond to guildless screams with growls.

The Ares army broke down a beautiful line of troops, and again became a dispersed army, slashing them into the ranks of southern Euglia and raging.

"You savages!

"I won't let you do it when you sprouts!

One Ares soldier receives a sword that is swung down with a shield, pushes it back, and then plays the enemy's shield with a forward kick.

He waved his sword down to leave it at his disposal, played the sword in the first round, and smacked his helmet and skull in the second.

"One on one, you're strong! Collaborate!

"Whoa, come on, come on! It's more fun!

There are Ares soldiers fighting 2-on-1.

Play protruding short spears and swords, each with a shield and sword, aimed at an almost defenseless belly.

"I got it!

The enemy hits him with a shield where his hands are blocked.

"All right, come on!

But Ares soldiers dare to smash their faces into shields.

A brilliant nosebleed erupted, but the enemy soldier who hit the shield was much more disfigured and turned back.

"It's warm! It doesn't even extend to my wife's fist bones."

Ares soldiers shake up their swords and slash and throw away the short-speared soldiers first, slamming their shields into the faces of the swordsmen who braided their hair at once.

In contrast to earlier, the face of the enemy soldier was immensely submerged and immediately desperate.

The Ares soldier goes to the next enemy, laughing 'eight more' with a nosebleed.

"Ready!"

"Ugh!

A short spear stands on the back of another Ares soldier.

But the man would not be killed, and he grinned and looked back.

"Hey, why are you okay?!?

"Every time I cheat, my wife stabs me with a knife and I'm used to it. I'm going to stab you deeper than you are."

The enemy pulls through a short spear, threatening, and sticks out a second shot at his face, but it can't even hit him.

It was gently avoided and, conversely, put a sword in his neck and he was desperate.

"Seven now, eight sora!

Another Ares soldier waves his sword and shield to pin one enemy after another.

But they are surrounded by enemies who have gone too far, piercing their flanks and backs one after the other.

The sword would have stabbed deep and even reached the gut.

"Guh! Yeah, sorry to hear that... so far"

The Ares soldier kneels down disappointed and throws up a lot of blood reflexes from his mouth.

"Gruzeg's hit!

"Grzeeg, hold on!

Other Ares soldiers speak up and Southern Eugrian soldiers provoke.

"Well, he can't help you anymore."

"Sooner or later, you'll be like this one."

But the Ares soldiers didn't seem to be trying to help their allies.

"Gurzeeg! Be sure to count the enemies you've killed!

"There's still eight of us, two short of the promises! If you die like this, you'll disappoint the god of war!

The eyes of Grzeug, who was still trying to breathe into the words, open up.

The man rises, bleeding like a waterfall from his torn belly and mouth.

"Hey, this guy hasn't!?

"Wow!

And I was caught by two nearby enemy soldiers.

"Whoa!!

Bring the two necks into your musculoskeletal arms and tighten them up with the last force.

After a few seconds, two sounds sound like breaking a dead tree, and the enemy soldier loses his power and gets killed.

"Well done, Gurzeeg! That's the Ares man!

"It's what I looked up to. Come on, put your chest up and go under the god of war.

The man, praised by his companions, slowly fell to the forefront with a full grin and died.

"Oh, I killed him! They killed him!

"This is the fight, the fight is the man's real nostalgia! I've worked out my body for this time!

"Come on, let's fight more! Let's hit each other with meat."

Ares soldiers really look like they're fighting for fun.

Look at that. Soldiers in southern Euglia are barometric, lagging behind.

"These guys are crazy!

"Damn...... that's not decent!!

Right. I think so too.

"The enemy's line is a bump. Ares is eroding more and more enemies."

Since we're not in it, the difference in force should be twice as bad at 30,000 to 15,000, but the southern Eugrian army is almost unilaterally kicked.

"Each and every one of us is too different in power. They're not the ones who can handle a decent hit from the front."

More than a thousand people were killed when they fought me.

Of course, there were terrain, but even though the numbers and equipment were overwhelmingly advantageous this way.

And the Ares soldiers here now are 15,000, not a hundred, and if I'm the enemy commander, don't pull.

Pull it off and call Leopold to do something about it.

"These guys are too strong! I can't help it!

"Relax, we're going after the commander. 'Cause you were foolishly supposed to be out front."

That's a good idea, but I don't think it's possible.

"Nooo!

A guildless sword rips enemy soldiers in two like a voice of consent.

"Son of a bitch, I'm gonna poke you to death"

The spear sticks out at the torso that only wears pants.

But when the guildress grabs the tip of it, it doesn't move as slightly as if it was stuck in a rock.

"You can't kill me with your toddler powers. Come back and come out again."

Guildless pushes the spear back the other way while grabbing the tip of his ear.

Then the enemy soldier raises his own spear... and is pierced through his torso with the pattern.

"Yeah, it's just the two of us!

"My goodness!

The next enemy was about to be slashed, but before I could finish, one neck danced through the universe and the other was bounced by a shield to draw a parabola.

"Nooo, it's too late, we went first"

Two enemies loom from behind a frightened looking guildless.

Celia tried to warn me, but I stopped him, he's already noticed.

"Yay!!

When the guildless looks back, two spears pierce his belly.

But it doesn't even bleed out of the wound.

"Mm-hmm. You can't pierce my muscles with that much strength."

Guildless lifts one, bends his body to shrimp and snaps his spine.

And reach out to the other.

"... mindless, so far"

Enlightened by the futility of resistance, enemy soldiers drop their shoulders disappointingly, but the guildless movement also stops again.

"You're a woman."

Guildless put his hands on the armor of the enemy soldiers, and tore every garment down there at once.

"Hino, no, no!!

The enemy soldier who happened to be half-naked was still a woman, and his abundant milk is zero with boron.

"" Uhm, good milk!

"Dear Eigil..."

Well, the guildless and the voices are aligned.

"You offend after the war. Until then, be nice."

That's all I'm saying. Guildless lets go.

The woman sat down with her hands hiding her baffled but exfoliated milk for now.

"I don't feel alike"

"There can't be anyone who looks like that guy."

Why does Celia narrow her eyes as she looks at me?

The Ares army enters deep into the enemy formation as it is.

That's when I saw a cavalry jump out of the side and try to hold on to the side of the Ares army.

"An enemy cavalry has emerged! Assault formation...... is pretty messy. It feels like it's popping up in a hurry, but as it is, Ares gets flanked!

How can you be Ares and safe if you get a cavalry assault where you are obsessed with the enemy in front of you?

If you stop the turmoil in that momentum poorly, it's dangerous to move back and forth and vice versa.

Besides, we can't just sit back and watch forever.

"Stop the enemy cavalry and possibly the tanks that come out"

As long as we're stopping the cavalry, Ares is going to kick your ass later.

That's what I call role sharing.

"Let's go. Continue"

"" Oops!!

A powerful voice also rises from the Goldonian soldiers.

I guess there's something daunting about being shown Ares' valor in front of me.

Ares soldiers are abnormal, so they blur, but Goldonian soldiers are never weak.

This is how we jump into the battlefield.

"Line up the long spear. First squad is north, second squad is west, coming from both."

"Archers don't change their aim on their own. The enemy is running around there. Shoot only in your own direction!

"Sir Hardlett has turned the tank upside down! We're not going to make it, so go after the shooter."

We manage to keep Ares' side protected from the enemy cavalry.

But it's getting tough, too.

"The right-wing Long Spear Squad has been kicked in the tank! When the right goes down, we can't form a good formation!

Tears are coming in my eyes step by step as Celia raises a sad voice and manages to do everything in her power to salvage it but can't help it. You can't make Celia cry.

"Then I'll go in and tank..."

I'm gonna kick your ass. There is a wind cut sound before I say it.

Something blurred my ear and pierced the ground.

"... a crossbow? No, this is a short spear used by the Southern Eugenian Army."

The enemy cavalry that was running around us turned upside down, and there was a sharp scream from the tank archers.

"Look at that!

Chasing Celia's fingertips, a musculoskeletal Ares soldier was shaking and throwing a spear.

The main unit of the enemy, who was playing a riot with them, is hitting an avalanche and starting to retreat.

After a paragraph, he finally realized our plight and came to help.

"But it's not the distance between throwing spears... it's flying better than a lousy arrow"

Is it because of the muscles you've built, and your aim is accurate?

For some reason, they only misfired at me.

It's guildless to be shouting at the head of the Ares soldiers the same way.

"You have to move your muscles and throw them! And keep your nose to yourself. Like me just now, we're gonna fly in a non-sneezy direction!

"You!

I accidentally yelled at him, but he didn't seem to hear me.

Short spears fly in unison to sharpen enemy momentum.

"Um, you'll have had enough. And then the assault. Follow me. No."

Guildless leads Ares soldiers running this way.

"I know you're coming for cover..."

I know exactly what Celia is trying to say when she trembles when she holds her own body.

Almost a pants-only mucky-mucky man, 15,000 coming running, that's a spectacular sight.

I want to honor the Southern Eugrian soldiers who didn't escape first.

"Whoa! Here they come!

"Oh, thank God."

Hit each other on the shoulder avoiding the guildless embrace that first arrived.

Guildless twists his neck when he sees enemy soldiers running around.

"I know horses, but there's some riding. What's that?

"That's a tank. Well, a new weapon."

I don't even think there's any point in explaining this guy in detail, and I don't have time for that.

"Right. So, how do you take it down"

Celia comes out of my back all the time and explains it.

"Basically, it's a carriage, so the weakness is the wheel. But be very careful because the blade on the wheel is a threat. And then there's a big crossbow at the top, so you can attack at a distance, and the crew is armed with a crossbow..."

When Celia explains it all the way, Guildless turns to the Ares soldier, thinks for a moment, then screams.

"O warriors of Ares! That's a tank, flip it!!

"" "Oooh!!

"The meaning of my explanation..."

"I knew this would happen."

Guildless turned against the tank ignoring all Celia's detailed and adorable explanations.

The blade of the wheel strikes the Ares soldiers.

"Danger!

But the Ares soldiers set up their shields at the discretion of the arrogant, and prevented them from doing so even as they were bounced off.

In addition, enemies target with a large crossbow.

"Waha is such a complicated and laborious rare arrow to hit!

But it's hard to hit Ares soldiers who scatter and move quickly.

And where did you bring it from, Ares? Soldiers bring giant round-tails.

"Ooh, this is a good weight. Let's go!"

"Fuck you!

As the tank runs through, the polar round thickness is protruded from the side.

The tank, knocked down by the wheel with each blade, falls, rolls down the ground and is destroyed.

"A weak weapon with wheels and other stones is enough."

"Now, throw it!

Another Ares soldier throws one stone after another.

"I think two-handed stones are called rocks."

The stone Celia unwittingly penetrates knocks the crew, causing them to shake the steel wheel and take away their manoeuvre.

"Yeah, it's a pain in the ass. We're going the simplest way."

"Ouch! Wait for a change of direction...... now!

"Get in!"

As soon as the tank slows down in direction expansion, Ares soldiers loom from behind with full force disease.

The enemy hastily accelerates, but Ares soldiers' feet are terribly fast, so they can't shake it off, and the flying man's hand grabbed the rear of the tank.

The soldier clings to the rear, his lower body dragged but no sign of letting go.

"Here, these guys!

You can't use a big crossbow if you get grabbed.

A boarding soldier takes aim in a crossbow, but the aim comes off the shake of the body and upset of the mind, and stays through the shoulders of the Ares soldier.

An Ares soldier can't let go of his hand with that degree of injury.

"This!

I grabbed the spear and tried to push it down, but that was a mistake.

Ares soldiers grab the ankles of enemy soldiers that are too close.

"Nooo... I got you!

The enemy soldiers are thrown out of the tank as they are, and Ares soldiers who enter the tank slap and kill your men, and the tank loses control and flips.

An Ares soldier who was thrown out with a roar and rolled over the ground, but soon rose up and ran for the next tank, laughing without worrying about his shoulders or wounds.

"Wow... what my explanation means... I don't like stupid muscle guys anymore! Oh, Master Agil is different."

While Celia was cutely angry, the southern Eugrian army, which had been hit one tank after another in a primitive way everywhere, had finally begun to withdraw completely.

The perimeter is filled with enemy corpses, with obviously little damage to the allies.

I'd say it's been a pleasant first victory in a long time.

"I won. Do you want to chase him?

Guildless creates a leioma all the time that he can still do it.

"No, let's stop it"

Soldiers are exhausted by heavy fighting.

Ares soldiers also came a long way and suddenly the colour of fatigue could not be hidden in battle.

"Oh, we won!

"Next! When's the next fight!

"Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? We can do this now!

You don't look tired, but you should be.

I'm losing confidence, but let's think I'm tired.

"Well, that's it for camp today."

Guildless proclaims victory in high spirits and hips down to the meadows.

"Aren't you going to camp?

"I am."

That's crazy. I just look like I'm sitting in the meadow.

"I don't take tents, accessories or anything else that's stubborn. It would be manly to bring fine things right away."

Do you want to sell fights to the word barracks?

"By the way, what did you bring? That's not just weapons, is it?

"Naturally. You can't go on an expedition with a sword and a shield."

Guildless is the king of one nation even though it is an urban state.

You just don't seem like a bottomless fool.

"The man of Ares! Show him our expedition tools!

"" "Whoa!

Ares soldier removes the bathing area that was wrapped around the back of his neck and inside his cape.

Can't you instruct me if I don't give you audio all the time?

"Rice!"

Three things gripped and roasted rice and bread cooked hard like stone, the dried meat solidified once after.

"Water!"

Large metal water bottle.

"Clothing!"

One pair of replacement leather pants.

"That's all."

I'm going to be distracted, but one thing after another comes to mind in that.

First we have to arrange for an extra tent in the Royal Army.

Food and fuel will also need to be collected.

Let's rely on Uncle Monassi because he was good at this sort of thing.

Was Adolph in this mood when I was doing whatever I wanted?

Let's name this indescribable emotion 'Adolf's feelings'.

"Oh, my studied military common sense is breaking down"

Celia has also dropped her shoulders disappointingly.

Look at us like that. Guildless goes on and on.

"By the way, my pants are only for what I'm wearing. But if you flip it back and forth, it'll be dry and clean."

We won.

But no matter how much you win on the battlefield, you can't win the war.

We need the king to do what he has to do to win the war.

You want to believe that this victory will wake the king.