It took time to fold back, but still led into the second half of the game.
The last curve is the battlefield for a course close to the reverse L-shape and a Kalewara boat.
If we could get ahead of ourselves at the point where we fell out, we could probably, no, definitely win.
If it was ahead of you...... yeah, what, that. We just have to work hard.
(Every time, why are the prospects so sweet!
The prospects aren't sweet, we're just going to have to do it critically.
You know the sadness of a weak lord, old Molly!
Anyway, after the chat!
On the long side of the reverse L-shape, one after the other, the difference between the folds still works, never allowing a lead to unfold.
At the time of entering the curve, such as a 1.5 boat body difference.
Desperately give instructions, bring and move the sail (sale).
Draw a linear trajectory of "Out in Out" with the tap of the
If it's a fast moving automobile, it's a "beautiful trajectory."
Whatever the origin regression sailing, our machine is a blunt-footed boat. It's the kind of ship that beginners use to practice in order to learn the exact operation of a ship.
In other words, it is only through a smooth "in to in" course that it is the nobility's graceful boat play.
Look, that Avon boat is approaching.
Difference of one boat... Difference of half boat...
Still, wouldn't it be too close?
Uh, I see. Ram Attack here?
I did my best to give instructions, and I didn't expect that.
"All personnel, prepare for impact..."
On the verge of yelling, the commander (skipper) of the Avon boat showed his teeth.
Bright-eyed obtuses that reflect Ariel's face, even the inert beard, highlight his rigour.
This was also quite a wild handsome guy.
So, let's go - an unfortunate thing with a rare name to Avon.
After all, the Karewala Party's sense of naming is rotten.
But what bothered me was that smile. He had plenty of energy.
What are you laughing at?
Soon after I think about it, the rubbing nasty sounds of the belly jump into my ears.
... What's wrong with the belly? Not the tip?
"It's a grounding attack!
Put your hands on the pattern of Asakura.
(Hey! Killing should be forbidden!
Calm down, Lord Hiro!
Neither does it! Both Ariel and Molly!
Hesitation on the battlefield always sucks, I guess!
Pull Asakura out.
The Pirate Knife (Cutlass) was already glowing in the hands of the Avon family owner.
- Same time, different jump. Try to avoid each other.
(I knew you'd jump in, Hiro. Looks like you got it right, huh?
That's right.
I let go, I jumped.
By doing so, for the first time, I could read their intentions.
There was a fierce breeze in the crossing as we moved onto the Avon boat.
If the wind is strong, thrust increases. If the distance opens, I won't be able to go home. There is no respite.
Step into the wind and shake it to the top.
Asakura favors the demonic "go" blowing up, slashing and tearing the main sale from the top.
Fall down to the sail girder and break the jib sale with the knife to be returned.
The Avon boat, which has lost speed and balance, turns out.
The same thing was happening on the Kalewala boat, but you know the boat better over there.
Only the ropes needed for control are accurately dropped.
There was no need to break the sail.
Face each other abominably and kick the boat board hard.
By the time we crossed again in the air and got back to our holding, that's exactly where we're going through the final curve.
"Rust, let's go! Port Magnum, starboard Yul!
I let the two of them take the bamboo, and I took the bamboo again.
Sailing was supposed to be, but the last straight line was rowing (sweep).
Again, the technology slips up and down the water in breath.
This one leaves the force to you, kicking the waves as you flash left and right.
Crew... although there's no way the men rowing can afford it.
The rhythm and hips are a battle. It's not as powerful as breathing.
So.
Cloudy voices that don't look good on my face fly right next door.
"Still the owner of Karewala! What the hell is that unusual manoeuvre!
"You just have to win the war! I can't believe they're taking the lead on no-rules. It's evidence of laziness!
In my words, my face was turning bright red.
But this one would have been "bright red in the face" too. There is no sign of inhibition.
"You're smart when your mouth is ready to handle sails properly, right?
"What's the deal with that"? The rotation (pitch) is slow and the hips are crisp and dull. I'm not working out enough!
Precisely point at each other's "out of bounds".
Chihey - Avon's voice color changed only slightly.
Though I didn't know what was going on and why it changed.
"What do you think the boat is! Don't exaggerate and break even the sail girder!
"Oh, I failed! I forgot to drill a hole in the bottom of the ship!
So I grounded out again because Yul and Magnum are unbalanced in power and this one is snaking.
And because the Avon boat was disturbed by the waves caused by the Kalewala boat.
The starboard Yul and the opponent's left rower stare at each other when they are no longer able to use it.
My temper swelled that I would have done one shot, and when the time was ripe......
Griffon glides over the water. It's a warning from Thousands of Early Warnings.
Kick the rim again, split left and right.
(Hiro, calm down. The sails are faster than the sails, right?
I said, the rope... I don't have time to tie it.
(Why don't you hold it down with your hands?
(Education to the end, Molly? I've cut two ropes, do you want me to pay for the flank?
The ghosts seem to be breathing good air, but I'm the one who executes it.
The wind's winding power is strong. Not something that I can hold off with both hands very much.
Replace me and myself with heavy stones wrapped in canvas and tangle my feet around the sail girder like a monkey in the hand.
The Kalewara boat gained more thrust and cut the goal line first.
Half of the cheers go "eh......" to race swinging that doesn't matter.
It's the only way.
This race is "all about winning". I can follow up with anyone who shows something that's not cool.
... and other brains that began to move wisely, shaken by cloudiness.
"I know what you enjoyed!
He turned to the audience and opened his hands to the head of the Avon family.
"This is our Karewala Party!... for more than twenty years crossing the river and lake as the right arm of His Majesty the Founding Hero King, he did not know of a single defeat in the battle over hundreds large and small. By virtue of its merit, it was given here in Panmori! I don't care if it's shapely or not, it's because I chase victories exclusively!
Karewala Party screams pleasantly...... as reasonably good.
Why are we making a scene there together, Edward?
What I invited was an alumni quilt... oh, good. Come on, I don't care.
"Now his body shall be listed in the Kingsguard, and he shall receive the collar of his majesty in peace. Think, if Karewala were killed, there would be no respite for the balls anymore! Nothing but disloyalty, such as defeat after behaving well!
Waving a hot valve at the people who blamed "foul of battle guts," let's go - Avon.
I put my hand behind my back on that shoulder, which is lower than mine. With gratitude.
Enough already, let's go.
This is what I gathered, isn't it?
"I wonder if it would be spicy King's Shadow Karewala. And when it is far away, it shall proclaim its authority, and it shall be reflected in the near future. Shadows are not born above shapes."
Title of the Karewala family (motto).
An intangible treasure, indicating your standing in the kingdom.
(Leading a separate task force, relentless iron blood work. If you put it close to me, it's just saying (every word).... but that's another side of the kingdom, so)
It was probably a bad boy or something, the Founding Hero King.
The prototype of Kingsguard, including the brothers of the first Earl of Tachibana and Viscount Lehmon, would have been "Bad Kid" and "Friend".
There, the "Decent", who bent over but carried the "Organization," entered.
To the young, to the king in the sun, there is a job that cannot be made.
There are things I can't really point out to "your friends" who share more grief and pain than joy and......
So.
The first generation, Hei, became a shadow.
(I had to stick to the king's feet, whether it was cool or dirty guts. Because it's a shadow)
That's all the Avon party wanted to know.
I have trouble getting thrown out.
Whether for inevitable reasons or in difficult circumstances.
Stick with me even if I'm not cool, that it brings me victory.
No, I just need you to avoid ruin.
That was the only absolute condition I would ask of my lord, said my back, which stopped the long and wide tongue of cloudiness.