If you also paragraph the discussion, time for tea treats.

Sink yourself in an euthanasia chair, intensely sweet, aromatic tea, and aromatic liquor.

If you stain your tired head, you turn your mouth every second.

"But Hiro, you were somewhat strong today."

"I am called to represent the Indian Martial Family. If you think of Lord Lehmon or Mr. Max as your deputy, you won't look pitiful."

At last, my vision was blocked.

"Not all of that, I suppose, though?

From the left, to say valley... is only healthy and healthy. That was close.

If he looked up, Domina would have smiled just like the Duke of Mel.

"Ever since I met you, I've thought of you as a" very different and mighty lord "? Especially here, like there's a slap on it."

Did you feel sudden when you were worried about the car?

He looked like Rossiu had fallen back on him.

"If we don't see each other for three days, or something. I'm young, and I guess I can't count on old information... and I'm not old enough to say that either."

"Isn't that okay? Mr. Rossiu is the oldest in the world."

"When did you do that, for that matter? Then the sermon is coming... Compared to that, Ethan is not well. I just wanted you to say," I'm going to take the lead and I'm going to give you back the stigma. "

John slips the words in before Ethan opens his mouth.

"Let us proclaim it, let us be resented by your grandfather, His Excellency the Duke of Dexter.... How do you see it at the Dexter house? If you'll reveal it, let's not ask."

I made it look like a help boat, still a dangerous mouth truck.

He also noticed that Ethan's expression was stiff.

"It is difficult to achieve merit and easy to take defeat. Whether you're such an opponent, from home."

Ethan raised his hands just to say "I'm here".

He had a light crack in his mouth.

"In" Take the Lead and Lose, "the ratings drop. On the contrary, before giving birth to a child, there is no ex or child in case it happens, is there? You see him as a foe, right?

It's a little rough, John's pursuit.

Ethan also throws back a "story you can't help but hide".

"From the veteran platoon leader, who is my assistant, he said, 'Perfect timing to poke the gap in the old capital'. It was probably them who incited Rikkyo, too. Other than that... you must have noticed in the Cubi family..."

Those who come out on this occasion, no, if they are "houses," they each have their own power to find out.

I cannot tolerate a lot of deception. Because it can only appear funny.

Ferdinand, still a regular in the salon, is well aware of that.

"Oh. Between South Ridge - Twin Leafs Island - Southwestern Yi, we have contact. There must be a lot of potential for simultaneous attacks."

Do you have contact with the North Bandit? That hasn't been revealed yet.

Even though the people of the Wang capital regard East and West as "secluded areas". Still, the west is still the "land I found out." In contrast, to the east, the metropolitan area is completely "barbaric", and the system of gathering information has not advanced.... to the extent that Ariel's song was a valuable source until a generation ago.

"I don't care if you stay swayed by enemy tactics."

"Right, Edward. War begins when you put your opponent on this mound."

In the Far East, I learned that.

Drag him into a long field battle after securing Ease on his back and building a safe and comfortable position in Woodmell.

He said he was able to keep pushing the situation thoroughly so he could win the war.

I have eyes for Phyllia.

On the side, I felt John's gaze.

"Until now, as the enemy thinks... it's not a situation where we can avoid war more than being dropped the Old Capital"

Now Rossiu will blame you for what you do and how you sink into your eyes.

The "tough" story… I'm done talking about strategy and politics.

What we should do now is have a salon conversation. Soft Power Showcase.

"That's a nasty thing. Hit one fine hand after another and you'll break this attitude. Don't you think he looks like someone else?

That reminds me of someone who even appears on the sword muscle.

One blow at a time, even though all of that is terribly heavy, the impression you get is even "fast". It's a lot of trouble and comes crashing in combination.

Small unit commanders with excellent mobility have also been called celebrity arts since they were teenagers… that's why they took their voices even higher in the Woomel Wars, where they won using a military strategy centered around "immobile posture".

"Yeah, I think Mr. Rossiu and I are similar to those who know each other well.... so it is difficult, but not as good as that. You can win."

The eyes that reflect the colour of the sea are wide open. Shortly afterwards, the laughter echoed into the room.

The glass in my hand swayed, zero brandy. The smell of being sprinkled is pleasant.

"No, what"

I took a sigh of relief, Rossiu.

The look on my face that I see here again, it looked familiar.

With the same eyes as when the cat at your feet is shaking your tail.

"I was going to tell you about the man who isolated the Cardinal, protected by the giant Sacred Divinity, and slapped him after he broke his attitude"

Ah... about me...

But if that's the case.

"Not to mention, I was convinced of the victory. We'll adopt that tactic, so it's only if the small forces are conscious. South Ridge can't fight our kingdom without that."

"So did Alex when he was younger. I don't have one thing I can call a force. Thoroughly poking at the opponent's reluctance was bringing in victory.... but by nature, war is' number is power '. You'll need extraordinary talent to win in small numbers"

"Yes. Assuming Master Alex has already gone north and entered Lake Xuan. But the enemy's feet are dull. I'm afraid it's not enough."

"It must be!

Edward raised his voice. He came closer with a large strand and poured liquor into the glass.

Likewise, everyone, I will fill the cup nearby.

There was no need for ordinances or the like to drink it all at once.