Price of Management

The two workshops were as perfect as the twin brothers, just as the cogs precisely fit together and spin.

An error master is a way to understand the bitterness of an opponent at a glance.

There can be no gaps because each other knows each other so well.

I wonder how he could do that. It was a perfect workshop that seemed to have been discussed in advance.

Shouldn't that be a battle?

I didn't think so.

I have heard that there are differences in skills among masters of the same error.

From his sense of nobility, Duke Meutt appeared to dominate by a very slight paper difference.

Of course, there was no obvious difference.

The two were tense.

However, by the look on his face, Duke Meutt seemed a little more relaxed mentally.

What's the difference between the two?

I could easily tell the difference.

Earl Halstein, who had to hide his skills his whole life.

On the contrary, Duke Meutt has long reigned as a great UAV in the Kingdom of Leaden.

In addition, there are a hundred disciples under his command.

Some of the disciples are as talented as Brother Rick, and have long fought and taught them and gained rich experience.

It means you've been in a lot of high-quality fights. This was the difference from Earl Halstein.

Even so, it didn't seem to be a big difference enough to determine the immediate victory or loss.

Duke Meutt suddenly rushed to Earl Halstein.

Kuaang!

Conflict of error blades. The two of them soon entered the struggle mode.

No, it was a duel of error versus error.

Kuaaaa!

Rrrrrrrr!

Two people's errors began to push each other away. It was a tremendous struggle, as if two storms had met.

The rope!

Kwajic!

Oh, my god.

The bottom of the training ground is caved in. The marble floor cracked all over like a turtle shell.

“That's a human battle.... ”

It was the sigh of Earl Randall Spay.

Seeing what he drew in his dreams, he felt awe and longing.

All the knights here, except for Duke Britain, had the same look on their faces.

Can we really get to that point?

Seeing that battle reminiscent of the struggle of the gods, I can't help but feel that gloom!

I felt the same way.

When I visited the Orient Kingdom not long ago, what courage did I have to fight Duke Britain?

At the time, I thought it was advantageous because I almost launched an attack unilaterally.

The opposing Pokémon mistakenly believes that even a master can win enough.

Literally mistaken!

The Duke of Britain didn't seem to be doing all that well at the time.

It was then that I attacked Duke Britain for trying to kill Patrick.

And Duke Britain didn't really want to kill Patrick.

What if he had been murdering from the start? And what would have happened if that target wasn't me and not Patrick?

Perhaps I haven't been able to win as a Senior Spirit in a while.

I thought I might need to spend some time apart later to hone my combat skills using advanced aesthetics.

It was when I was momentarily lost in thought.

Kwajijijijijijik!

The marble floor of the gear nose is completely crushed. The depression knocked into the place where the two stood.

The earth cannot withstand the pressure of the error created by the two men.

That looks a little dangerous.

The faces of Duke Meutt and Earl Halstein were desperate.

It was a fierce struggle that seemed to be preparing for death.

Kwakwakwakwa!

A situation where enormous errors are balanced tightly.

The pressure of both errors was already creating one storm. Perhaps when the balance of power was broken, that dreadful pressure would pour down on the person who was pushed out of the struggle.

We need to stop them now.

But how do we stop it?

I put Earth Wall to rest.

Kuku!

A huge wall of dirt begins to rise between Duke Meutt and Earl Halstein.

However, the walls of the soil could not withstand the pressures of two people's outbursts of error, but were simply crumbling.

They didn't seem to notice my intervention at all.

It meant that he was focusing on the fight, so it was really a scary battle.

“Tsk! Noum, let's go harder. ”

- Yeah!

Norm and I made the Earth Wall thicker and harder with all our might.

Even with a blade for diarrhea, it's hard enough not to break so easily.

It drove my spiritual affinity straight out of me, but I had a breakthrough.

Overcome the pressure of the error and the barrier of the soil begins to divide the two.

“ ……! ”

“ ……?! ”

Then the two of them realized the situation.

Neither Duke Meutt nor Earl Halstein stepped back, keeping their distance from each other, slowly lowering the order that had been lifted. The giant Earth Wall rises between the two of them and intercepts them.

The two of them put their weapons in their swords and looked at me.

Everyone's gaze was focused on me watching the battle. I knew who had won.

I said just cut it off.

“The match is over. The result is a draw. I salute you both for your wonderful battle. ”

“Wow!"

“Excellent!”

Knights applaud vigorously.

I confirmed the master's innocence with my own eyes, and in a parable, the clergyman witnessed the coming of God.

After finishing off without a big accident, the Orient King seemed a little disappointed.

It would have been nice if only one arm had flew off, "he said.

Earl Ranzhel's party does not look happy.

He was overwhelmed by the Orthodox Masters of the Ledon and the Horn Empires, which are politically at odds.

Especially Earl Halstein. He's the one who took Castel Castle.

If you think you might have to face such a strong man on the battlefield in the future, you can't be afraid.

Earl Ranzhel told the frozen knights.

“What the hell. Retrieve your swords. ”

“Oh, it's old! ”

Earl Ranzhel's knights had just regained their senses and recovered Duke Meutt and Earl Halstein's sword.

I approached Duke Meutt.

“Are you all right?”

“Not bad. I knew he was strong. ”

I saw Earl Halstein return to the side of Emperor Kars, and the nazi whispered.

“Isn't one piece of paper the Duke's predominant piece of paper? ”

Duke Meutt looked a little surprised at my words.

“You figured it out. Are all spirits like you? ”

“I watched the battle with my spirit's senses. It can only be done by higher spirits. ”

It means I'm the only one who can do it.

“I see.”

Duke Meutt nods. His gaze was on Earl Halstein.

“The difference is one sheet of paper. That's it. That means there's at least two more like him. ”

That gave me the creeps too.

What a military empire!

I was worried that the Horn Empire would protect this country and my family and people.

As far as I'm concerned, how's Earl Ranzhel holding up against the Horn Empire?

Earl Ranzhel has remained steadfast in his poker face. However, I can imagine the inconvenience of Earl Ranzhel just by looking at the dark faces of the people around him.

You can hire a lot of mercenaries with money and scout skilled UAVs.

However, the error master can't get it even if he spends tens of millions.

Of course, the Error Master cannot handle an enormous number of troops alone.

However, tactical value cannot be imagined in that it is the only person with the strength to withstand at least 1,000 troops.

Freedom from the issue of supply or mobility, and the intensity of the terrifying power generated by the intense force being focused on one person puts a great burden on the other.

When the master makes guerrillas on his own, there will be damage he does not want to think about.

In fact, the army that fought the Horn Empire in their past lives was often ambushed by strangers and confused with command.

If you think about it now, you know it was Earl Halstein who was the hidden error master.

It must have happened because he was the hidden knife.

The tactical disadvantage was the problem that the landscape must carry in the future.

After the duel, Earl Ranzhel told everyone.

“I salute you both for your great battle. We've prepared a banquet in the hall, so we hope you enjoy your stay today. ”

Then I got up and started walking.