And there are dozens of battles in the world, where the horses are brought up, and the feet are stopped.

There was also a battlefield that allowed me to run and invert again.

I gave up all hope for a glance.

The enemies were strong-arm enlighteners (monks), whose spirit spurted up to their backs.

I was inferior to my power, and it was up to me to accept the unity.

Fewer enemies than usual, if we don't run through them together, we'll be crushed by the Kingsguard.

I wielded a long roll to greet a single battle. Stretch your spiritual energy.

(Hiro-kun, go!)

Even when I twisted my torso, I had severe pain in my upper arm. Breathing stopped. I couldn't hold my body until I leaned to the left.

A long scroll that couldn't stretch its way was played by the knight's spear. The smile of an impending enemy... barely admitted it, as it warped.

I heard Connie's name on the back of my head.

I can't reach my left hand on the reins I see. It doesn't stretch.

The scream of a horse echoes when he grabs a saddle ring in his right hand after throwing away the long roll and losing the reins. Asakura's resentment.

The arabesque on the saddle tangled the right toe with the recoil of swinging the left leg backwards.

My gaze keeps falling. The smell of grass hits my face.

Your arms and legs are twitching and your back is falling... and just before that, a white mass jumped up from the corner of your sight. The vaginas following Jiro were held back by Neville, and the black deer hair on the General's cavalry finally stopped his rigid legs.

"You've endured well." Is it the power of rumors? "

The voice of the guardsman who caught up with him was a little dumbfounded.

I can't say I'm an equestrian master, but I can't escape Cheeto's scolding.

Still survived.

"Reporting. Enemy corps destroyed." The Commander has been defeated. ”

The message that followed began to tell me the details before I asked for it.

I can't blame you for all the guys in the neighborhood.

"When the lord scraped the enemy's spear and opened his torso, he received Renegius' archery and Connie's prick all in one." After that, it's unknown. "

Once again, the long volume of the distinction is listed. Stretch your back on the saddle.

I am waiting for a job even if I am not illuminated.

Only if it survives again.

"Main operation, forward stop." Give them the art of annihilating their enemies. Hurry up and report any other awards or penalties. "

According to the general's orders, the curtain was opened and preparations were made. One after the other, the voice played collapsed into the air, and among them, an unfamiliar voice... it was an unknown voice... but I heard it.

"Show me your right arm."

"It must have been the left upper arm. I don't have any pain."

I was suddenly turned around.

It was Peter Hayes' trick to take off his armor, and it was already a great early job.

"No, it's definitely on the right." And this, manju, here you go. "

Depending on which female doctor's sight, a veteran officer will fall on her right arm to the extreme.

If it doesn't hurt to look at it again, it won't hurt. What's the matter with this doctor?

"Ahhhh!"

Soprano's temper roared and his right arm jumped from the pain of his left shoulder.

The hard-to-hear scream was blocked by a manju.

Left shoulder subluxation, end of treatment

Focus on your right, damn it!

"A brilliant strategy, Nan Jianwei, a famous doctor who is worthy of the military"

(Interesting) Sorry for the tasteless battle, Lord Maia!

But I see, I'll correct the doctor's call!

I also captured the preacher who did the blow.

Her shameful feelings squeezed in an instant.

The enemy's obsession was with the boy, who was only a child.

"Bring it. Just in case, Calvin, and Kathai... I'll send an enemy general."

The spirit still lingered on the earth, looking at his body in horror.

Even though the exuberance floating on my elite cheeks showed a clear satisfaction.

I see. I thought of Buddy as a preacher.

A small obedient leaped with his muscle strength, and helicopted with a gold bar from the sky.

In turn, the riding general stabbed the end with his rigid spear.

It's a simple idea, but that's why even if the seeds are cracked, it's difficult to take countermeasures.

(Mutual. I didn't expect someone to shoot a spear with a bow. The whole right arm was blown off and I was shocked.)

I intercepted Renegius' bow, Connie's sword, and Visionary Combination.

It's still simple, but it's hard to understand. It wasn't the first time I saw it.

(Was it always on the palm of the hand? If you think about it, I was forced to obey you like you were a good eucalyptus blossomer.

I only confronted him for half a day, but I was sure.

The man in front of you is not inferior in military strategy.

I'm sorry to hear that you're also a political expert.

(It gives me great pleasure to tell the defeated general. It was precisely the so-called merger of the local Aussies that was divided. This time, I think I was in the country.)

It's rural, it's urban, and it's not humiliating.

We were saved by armor, too.

If it wasn't for Renegius and Connie.....

(Don't be humble. The difference in armor is the difference in technology and national power. I wouldn't live to think that I've almost attacked you. This is also the difference between graduates and graduates of the degree of training, is it even unacceptable?)

If you saw it, why didn't you roll your tail?

I didn't think it would be cowardly to run back to Futaba Island and expect another day.

(Say: "You didn't have to risk your life, young general." You could have destroyed me at the expense of your men. "

While talking, the man's mouth breaks open. My mouth leaked too. Together, they turned into high laughter.

I see, I see. There's no way I can. More than living in this world.

"You've met a good master of that obsession." Bring the glorious man to his homeland. "

(I see, the pheasant... will you forgive my obedience? Even though I hurt you)

It's the end of the battlefield, and you shouldn't have a grudge against me either...... Again, the laughter that resounds only in your heart. It seemed like I had lost all my heart. The man's spirit dispersed.

"Futaba was the most famous general in the world. To commemorate this sad and joyous encounter, and to prove this friendship irreplaceably short... I will not give you the scales of a sea dragon, a heirloom. Please deliver it to your son along with the pheasant."

I'm not lying. I felt empathy for this man in an instant.

I couldn't help but admire the military strategy.

I definitely wanted to have an exchange with my son who is familiar with rhetoric and with one party.

... and hit a wedge on Futaba Island. A continuum is a continuum.

The pain ran on my shoulder.

It's not going to pull for a while.