The big policy was so tight, but then there was one or two, stuffiness.
"I will be the leader of the main army vanguard, the River Crossing Unit.
Phyllia said so.
"I'll take care of it" or "Let me do it"?
That was not the way to put it.
Originally, instructions and appointments are Alex's job.
So far, Filia has also shown the utmost respect for its authority.
But I dare say that I brought up the position of the Melbourne sect.
Nor can Alex be called "inadmissible".
"My brother-in-law's life is my life and my comfort," Philia kept telling the Brotherhood.
Previously on overlapping considerations, I owe you "I've had it put up".
I just showed a sinister face and waited for help around......
Chiharu is on Philia's side, and Edward begins and ends inciting "That's Mel's direct line".
General Umaya is niggling.
Woodmell and Gummel in the sidelines can't resist Mel's genuine decision.
My favor is my ally Walter and my assistant...
"Rarely, it's your call.
I've already been pushed away by Philia's decision.
What else do you want me to say?
You'll see, Master Alex.
Philia, who has happily spoiled herself for her "Spare of Sofia" status.
I have refrained from setting up a major handle independently to complicate inheritance issues.
No, Master Sophia's condition was stable, and there was a point of view on the inheritance issue.
Graduated from school to proclaim adulthood, naming the Baron.
Philia, who is trying to decorate her noble debut in the Wang capital, is trying to make something out of her own hands.
There is no reason to stop.
There's no way we can stop Phyllia, who's more or less serious.
Don't hesitate to pull your men out of the army, even if you stop them, and decide to mobilize them.
"We should form a strong force, worthy of the vanguard of this army.
Walter's follow up, that's the best you can do.
I managed to overcome the boredom and packed out the formation of each army.
Command members stay or leave too, that's what we talked about, another stuffing.
"I am under the command of His Excellency the Military Superintendent. Act together.
Edward said that.
"I'm also the daughter of the Meadier family. Line up with my father.
Sarah speaks like that.
Joe is thrilled to have a "usable boss" on the battlefield.
Well, you all have sinister faces.
"What about His Highness's escort, Edward?
"It would be enough to have surroundings.
"Sarah. You know the aristocratic risk management, don't you? If one comes forward, one goes backwards.
"I have a brother left in the territorial state.
Sometimes about Edward, Philia's safety increases.
"If it's just a wish, you can't help it." Take the body.
I admitted to the war while protecting Mel's face.
Sarah, hey.
Arms are never bad. Though he is a full samurai.
Anyway, a fierce battle is expected.
His father, His Excellency Mr. Borderline...
"I hang my own life. Meadier does everything he can." My daughter is in a position to say... "more than I have been sworn in.
Sarah is pretty good, too.
Filia.
Ladies and gentlemen of the nobility, with your skill in the art of pushing your will through.
and solving that kind of difficult air is also aristocratic technology.
"Sarah, could you help me, please? On behalf of Mr. Edward, I would like to protect His Highness and this great castle, to which everyone will return.
A high and soft voice... but not a woman.
Saimi, eleven years old.
The Gummel squad will be led by Uncle Gummel, while the Woodmell squad will be led by Kayness.
Oshima's defenseman is naturally Saimi.
"Blood is indisputable. I say Juan, I say you, Kayness. I know how to dictate.... Is that where you should be on guard as a father?
Lord Meadier, I accidentally drop my shoulder and laugh out.
"Don't cling to women's plutocracy. Sarah, you lost.
His Excellency Umaya looks grumpy with a flashing shoulder.
Oral or something like that. Not to mention.
... If I put tea in poorly, it's a steel whip thing, so I'll go through.
Damien, who painted and showed the painting "The Five Roads Combination," also volunteered to participate.
I can't help but leave people in command.
Besides, Damien gave you a hand.
Can I give you a reward for acting with Philia?
But Damien's complexion, he couldn't.
Though I can just look at you.
I hear there is something about "it's more awesome to be insignificant"......
Or not.
It's not subtle, it's creating a cool look, that kind of face.
Nor is it "the look of everyday clothes after work before breakfast".
Anyway, I can't.
I don't know what to say.
Damian, 18. Yes... if you metaphorically say him now.
Squeeze your head and squeeze it, it should be like a student passing a first aspiration difficult university.
It should be good to look doomed and at least look full of liberation.
Because you just drafted it, and you didn't succeed?
Like, "I gave you an answer, but I'm waiting to announce my acceptance"?
It's a good idea to have a "sigh of relief".
"Weird."
Rayna would crush it that way, about to storm it.
Michele at his feet is also moving his tail loosely.
There's something.
It's not a guessy curiosity.
This is a battlefield. Keeping a strange obsession is life-threatening.
"What do you think?
I asked a thousand early, but it was futile.
She's busy.
Because there is no other practical level to keep in close contact with a special soldier race, mainly engineers, putting aside Chiharu, a naive society executive.
And in the first place, Thousand Earlier, make him a fanzo, a rooted samurai.
If you get ready for battle, the blood will make a scene.
An interest in a man's complexion, etc., can disappear.
Phyllia seemed quite impressed there.
"Nothing comes to mind, but someone else pointed it out to me, too...
Is that a problem involving a man's pride?
Or a sex shack?
But...
"You're about to go to war with that face, aren't you? What if I'm telling you?
"It's a problem you should solve yourself.
From behind, a pleasant voice sounds.
It's Alex.
"Back then I had a complex against nobility. After the war, I survived through a relationship with the Mel family. Hiro, you survived the challenge of making things happen at your own discretion in the spring. The heart wound that killed the child, too, was overcome.... Phyllia would have bet the battle too, wouldn't she? My stomach hurts as far as I'm concerned.
Dear Alex, who shrugs his shoulders and gives him a nostalgic look.
Damien, for God's sake, give me such a nice face.
It's a waste of time.
"Next, Damien. I need to get over it myself. It's okay. If you win this fight, you have to.
Master Alex seems to know.
Clearer than Phyllia, he grasped Damian's "where his heart is".
Same guy to guy, that kind of thing.
"Then I'll split it. I'm busy, too.
In fact, I'm busy.
Selection of crossing points, procurement of ships and maintenance of troops. His observation of my morale.
Because it was necessary to proceed while blocking any information from the scene.
I can't go like I leaked to Serge.
"It was a waste of time just worrying about such a thick guy.
"Man to man, etc..."
"" That's what it is (right).