"... Phew.
Twirling, Pride shrugged one person as he turned his wrist.
With the restraint removed, check the operation of the wrist twisted yesterday while sitting on the bed. After the treatment of the special abilities, it was not painful to move it because it was worthwhile to have been heavily restrained in bed. I tried to move it with Gooper, but it still doesn't matter. I grinned with satisfaction at the feeling.
Style can't stop himself.
Arthur said he couldn't move anymore because of yesterday. Then the Knights will be dispatched, but I will put around that I am sure the upper management will hesitate to prevent myself from leaking to the outside. As it was, he stretched out his body to stretch lightly.
In the early morning, when the samurai has yet to come in, stretch out her arms and stretch out with great stretch. When I stood up looking like a nightgown as I was already used to, I walked over to the window. And open the window that leads outside, as usual. I thought it was time to secure the lock from the inside, but it still won't. I suppose you can also expect yourself to break out the window if it is fixed. Looking out, many guards were still gathered under the window and on guard. I couldn't see the horse, thought I'd hidden it or didn't come on board, and Pride was
With a light foothold, I jumped down the window.
A normal man would not be strange to die. He jumped flat from a height and landed with little sound as a ston.
Naturally, the guard watching under the window immediately stood in reaction to the red hair and remnants. but not her enemy.
Nitahhhh, and spreading her grin, she slowly raises her face to the guard. With that eerily distorted grin, the guards spread the transmission to the rear guards and surroundings without fear: "Master Pride has escaped." "Report to Wangju." Without turning away from his pride, he only strained his voice strongly. You can't let your eyes slip away for a moment. If you deviate even for a moment.
"Ahh."
A face of pride appears out of his sight as he slipped into the foot of one of the guards in an instant.
The guard turned his back against the sudden close range raised his voice. You can't just wave your weapon directly at your princess opponent, but if you only put your strength in the hand you hold, he will be grabbed on both shoulders while the momentum goes against his back. Pride jumped up, with the guard's jaw at the tip of his thin leg bent in the air. When Gong and every jaw shakes his brain and takes the spear away from the guard who lets go of consciousness, Pride walks straight out to Wangju.
Spears off the guards who come together as usual, scratching their feet, twisting their wrists, sometimes jumping up and aiming at their heads as well.
"Hey? You're tired of just following me around, aren't you?
She spoke like a public discourse to the guard who stood in front of herself again laughing hahaha.
The only guards that stick around me all the time are in the way. Still, I've put some effort into it so far, not because I cared about them. If you accidentally kill him with an unfamiliar spear, he will surely be stripped of his right to inherit the throne. If you cause more injuries than you need, you will next be replaced by another new vigorous guard. That's why it was easier to fatigue the same guards after them several times to some extent as a result. But...
"I'm tired of seeing that face.
When he told him to throw it away, Pride waved his spear with a mess and a laugh.
He jumps up, turns behind a standstill guard, and swings and hits him with a spear. She's weak, but if she could gain momentum by turning around, she wouldn't have had a big adult or one.
A nearer guard lets go of his spear in the gap and jumps into his own pocket. Pride still jumped to the top of the guard trying to capture her with both arms. Wave softly, landing straight on the back of the guard hitting his face on the ground, and stomping. Pride stomped barefoot at the guard who raised his voice to the sudden weight.
Chaki, and the guard with the spear blade tip stuck to his neck stop moving. If the guards around her also did poorly, they understood that the spear would surely move, and they all surrounded her as they raised their voices of restraint to pride.
Fear, no way. Clenching her weapon, Pride pulled up the end of his mouth to the guard and princess running a thread of tension all over her body, slightly deflecting his neck from the blade tip of the spear. "You've never done it yet," the guard lifted his eyes only to her grunting. And...
"Hey, what's it like to have a blade slowly entering your body?"
Blood froze on the ripping mouth end and the shimmering purple eyes.
The guard, who had been involved in Pride many times before, regretted seeing that laugh. To the pride we know and the furious grin of something completely different, all we can see is something else she's skinned.
Pride watched closely as he licked them with fear and only a voice of restraint to his opponent in the position of First Princess. Then pull the spear from the guard's neck once, and now stick it up its back. Conn, and the blade doesn't pass over the armor. Pride, who could not tear through the iron without his sword, deliberately poked all over the guard as if to be sure of Con, Con, Con, Con.
The guard, whom Pride intended to guess, is now trying to get up from the underlying state and capture her foot in reverse.
"Move and I'll stab you in the neck. It's the easiest place to understand, right?
Chaki, and was quickly speared again around his neck.
Everyone understands that a blow of pride is faster than a counterattack or assault of their own, the more painful it is.
"Aren't you in trouble, too? Let the princess kill you.
Ahahahahahaha! and mock like a blowout.
Understand your position and also their position as guards. It is not forbidden to simply let the princess get hurt. Instead of being able to stop the princess, it's the worst kind of lapse, such as letting her get dirty to that hand. It could even taint the royal name as well as pride.
Eat your teeth, tie them up. "Please don't!," Pride watched as he loved as sweat dripped from their faces and their complexions changed blue as the guards shouted. One last laugh at the guard at his feet as he continues to lower his blade tip many times into the armor of Con, Con, Con, and the guard who trembles slightly.
"It's okay. Well, I'll make sure it hurts you not to die.
Pitan, and. The blade tip finally stopped in one place. The whole body of the guard trembles vividly at the sensation. It's not the feeling over the armor until just now. There's a gap between the armor and the armor, a raw one over the clothes. There, Pride gently glanced at the blade tip of the spear. The tip of the blade to the point of touch still feels to the point of tickling, but the pressure is gradually applied there.
The pain of tingling slowly progresses, slowly trying to break through my skin. "Ah... Dear Mr. Pryde... Please stop... Dear Mr. Pryde," the underside guard roughed up his voice, but the rougher the rougher, the more excessive the weight increased and the more pain intensified.
The blade tip of the spear breaks the skin and finally breaks the meat as it seeps through the blood. Pride shook his throat with gokuri and excitement with a ripped grin on the feel.
How much pain and fear can keep this guard in line with what he stands for. And how far do the guards who are trying to capture themselves abandon the guards who are supposed to be their companions, and then the thought goes until the fear that they will be? Hear the guards cry out who will change the color of their eyes from fear to hate first. Keep your eyes on each guard surrounding you as you wait for your reaction, and keep sticking your spears in your hands.
"Dear Mr. Pop Ride,"
I hear something approaching from the other side of the guard surrounding me with a tattered and familiar rage.
Pride, who stopped the move with the pitch and the spear pierced, turned his face with the guard in his foot who kept stuffing him with pain. It rushed in from the direction of Wangju, whom I was about to head.
If he thinks there's been a sound of a kick in the ground, he jumps over the guards surrounding Pride at his leisure, making sure he gets in between them and Pride and he lands.
"... Oh, good morning. Arthur."
Soon after laughing a little unexpectedly, Nitaaa and Pride pulled up the grin.
Wearing armor and not weaving his team clothes as well as yesterday, he quietly lays down his sword. After Pride opened his eyes to the way he poked a blade at the guard, he pointed that sword straight at her.
"Dear Pride, please let that person go.
"If I don't let you go, you're gonna break your bones this time?
That hurt. Wow...? And she lifts up her voice so loudly that Arthur, who is gentle in heart, is hurt.
And I gently raised the spear tip I pulled out once to show it off. The spear tip, which was slowly stabbed in, fell through irresistibly, but the spear tip was dripping blood to nearly two centimeters, as claimed to have been between torn meat. To the groaning guard's voice, or to the word of pride, Arthur frowns rudely, opening his mouth with a quiet voice.
"... I won't fold it. If you're going to do that, I've broken my legs properly yesterday.
Contrary to the usual polite tone, the words spoken are so horrible that they cannot be imagined from him.
Only Pride stopped laughing as the guards even raised and lowered their shoulders. "You're right," he said joyfully, still understanding that Arthur was to that extent the limit against himself. "So what do you do? ♪ And Pride continues to say more with a laugh at Nitanita ♪
"I already warned you.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
The sharp sound of cutting the sky reached the ears of the surrounding guards.
It was the sound of Arthur's sword throwing away. I accidentally turned myself against the size of a blade different from a spear and even more so fast that it was difficult to follow with my eyes and even my pride, and my reaction was only in time to take a short half step back. During that moment, the unleashed sword played a spear of pride and stabbed him to the ground with momentum.
He was hit, the moment Pride thought, and turned his eyes to see whether to pick up the spear that was bounced or Arthur's sword that stabbed him in the ground. Arthur packed the run-in distance at once. When she noticed and looked back, it was after she had already been dived into her nostalgia. It's too late to predict like a bullet. The moment silver hair ran on the remnants and I thought those pale eyes matched my eyes
A heavy vibration struck my abdomen.
Zun, and pride opened his eyes to the impact of vibrating his body from his abdomen, exhaling several breaths of air from his mouth, and collapsing.
Arthur, who slapped his hands on his abdomen to Pride, took his collapsing body with his arm and held her softly with his other arm.
………………‼ ︎
The guard doubted his eyes to Arthur, who had rendered his pride powerless in too short a moment.
It was the same yesterday, because today was a moment, even though there were hostages.
When Arthur makes sure Pride is losing his mind in his arms, he now peeks into the guard with his face up while he falls. "Are you okay," he was the usual voice to call out to care.
Confirming that the guard had both consciousness and room to just answer, Arthur voiced his rescue to the guards around him as he stood. Stab wounds that have not reached the gut or even the bone, fortunately, only had to be stuffy with severe pain. Immediately stop the bleeding and the guards will gather to protect him.
In the meantime, Arthur walked out with his pride in his arms to the place of the thrown sword, and gently pulled it out, poking it deep into the ground with one empty hand. Then he walked back to the guard receiving first aid and slowly knelt down to the position where he entered his sight.
"... sorry I was late to notice. I was at the same place yesterday, but I didn't think this was happening in tower.
In a polite tone, he turned his eyes round not only to the injured guard but also to Arthur, who spoke in a truly sorry manner.
It is only our role to obstruct Pride's escape. If you could blame me for not stopping it, I didn't expect you to apologize to the knight who came in to help me.
No, no, thank you and I return the words withstanding the pain, but Arthur still bows his head deeply to them again.
"I'm late for my application, I'm Arthur Beresford. We apologize for the inconvenience caused by Master Pride. I apologize on behalf of Lord Pride. Not to be allowed to this extent, but...... I'm sorry.
You're right. and to Arthur, who bows his head over and over again, the guard is finally left empty.
Why does he apologize so much?
Plus, we don't have the right to be apologized to. Because I couldn't carry out my orders to stop my pride, and on the contrary, I got paid back. The impudence to himself was so much more serious than anger at the pride that he tried to.
"Now Master Pride will escort you to the tower you are away from.
Then, and finally, he bowed his head again, and some of the guards leaked their voices to Arthur, who stood up slowly.
"Wait," he shouts, rushing over to Arthur. Because collecting pride is also their job as guards. We don't mean to take the handles at all, but we said it was our job to transport Pride as we did yesterday. Explain, receive pride from him and
"I can't.
Clearly, Arthur said away in a quietly strong tone.
The guard who tried to receive pride also opened his mouth with his hands wide open and solidified in a way that seemed to cut him off.
As Arthur looked around at the other guards to deflect his face, he walked out with Pride in his arms. As soon as the guard tried to hang his voice again wondering what the hell he was going to do, he pointed a loud voice at them so that Arthur could "misspeak" him.
"Right now, Master Pride is just a little out of his mind.... Maybe I'll wake up in a few minutes.
Gyu, I can put my strength at my fingertips that touch my pride lightly.
Arthur's Palm Strike, which I saw earlier, is not a knighthood teaching move. Also, it's not even royal protective martial arts. That was hardly even seen by the guards.
I don't even know how disoriented I am with that move. But when Arthur explained it to me, everyone was slightly surprised that pride would wake up again. If you can wake up at such close range, you could be in return for it at the next moment.
"And then I'll say it again. I am Arthur Beresford, a former knight. So what we're doing now has nothing to do with the Knights, it's just an" act of violence "to the royalty and an" act of transgression "to the guards.
"There was no hesitation with Arthur, who emphasised the former.
Furthermore, some of the guards breathe in the words of violence and transcendence. Yesterday, when he injured her to stop Pride, he reappears and rethinks what it means. "It was not difficult to imagine what punishment he had received as of yesterday because of the word" former ".
"So if you all keep your pride from yourselves here... you will have acquiesced in your transgressions.
So I can't, he said. Smiling a little sorry, Arthur finally turned his gaze from them to pride. losing her mind and letting her sleep. She was his well-known face, powerless, as her earlier appearance was a lie.
"But I don't want to be captured yet.
The silence that struck the water spread and stretched out on the spot.
Yesterday, it was the will of the person that Arthur was captured by the guards. He was himself responsible for causing the injury to Pride and was taken with the guards to the castle without any resistance. But what if...
"That is."
Cut off his words, Arthur stepped into the ground and turned again from the front to the guard.
They finally understand why they kept holding pride with one arm for so long without somehow delivering their swords to their sheaths. I opened my eyes, which were rounded, even louder, and my throat rang.
"I am now a rebel to the royal family." Please, don't hesitate to call me if you want to capture me.
Set up the sword.
I put my strength into my other arm and drew pride to me. No one has a guard trying to set up a weapon as soon as they get the word.
"I just can't handle it well because I have one arm blocked myself....... so"
I am not lost in Arthur speaking pale.
A tremendous hegemony emanates from his whole body at the same time as he lays his sword. Everyone in the guard even hesitated to re-grab the weapon.
Yesterday, he was taken with the guards to the castle without any resistance. If he "turned his will against it, there is no way he can beat him.
"Please come and kill me..."
A deep blue eye emitted light in blue and white.
Some dropped their weapons sneakingly at the glare of guillari and sharp glow and tremendous hegemony. Though intact is a condition, I don't feel we can beat him, even if he hangs it in a bunch, after almost powerless with a single blow of pride that we didn't achieve at all.
Former Captain Arthur Beresford, Knights of the Kingdom Unit VIII.
The youngest and recruit, the Kingsguard knight of the First Princess enlisted in the main army. Furthermore, he was promoted to deputy captain, knight captain in the eighth squad of complete meritocracy, and not one of his guards was unaware of his rumors with the youngest record in history.
"... excuse me.
Make sure no one is willing to fight, and Arthur will solve it once and for all.
He lowered his head and slowly proceeded to the tower away. After a few steps, he dared to speak to the guard, who had been hexed by him and even deprived of movement. "It would help if someone could keep an eye on himself," he said.
The guard followed him, bewildered as to be sane to Arthur's words. Only the injured and the number of people left for first aid, and the rest of the guards return with Arthur to the remote tower, which is their holding area.
Hearing the telecommuters report to Wang Jiu, Arthur looked up at the tower of separation standing upright. Neither did the guards spread behind him or left or right, looking out for Arthur's every move, yet trying to turn his weapon.
"... let's go home.
Not so long ago, his will was evident.