The victory report comes in front of the commanders of both Kingsguard battalions, the Sergeant's Palace of the Military Ministry, and the poacher head Rossiu Chen.
The prize and the sermon were heard on the spot.
"Military personnel should win the battle. Hiro, if you hadn't changed your operation, you wouldn't have let your enemies escape to the South Ridge, and you could have restored the old capital. What do you think of the cost, the soldiers' sacrifice! No matter what action Squadron Leader Elan takes, or how many platoon leaders die, it would have been nice if you had acted on schedule. You are responsible for the incorrect filling!
Can you even say that?
I know it's unfair, but I'm not in a position to complain.
No, this is unnecessarily harsh reprimand...... I mean, pretending to be before?
"Dear Merle, let's just be cruel about that assessment. I can only express my gratitude for the failure of our Ministry of Military Affairs and the Kingsguards who followed it… including the fact that you left me with the job of recapturing the Old Capital."
Sir of the Military Ministry, the words of the palace also sound disgusting... or disgusting.
Our nobles are the ones who screw each other with Netineti.
"It's all woven, ready. Right, Captain Calewala Platoon? The kung fu has built up in the Far East. Enough appeal for the generals in this battle. If so, it is good relations with the family that you and your grandfather want a young lord who is dead."
Drop-off point, it was the Marquis Cubi who gave the conclusion.
All the judges know the battle, they know it.
"It's one choice to kill the squadron leader and win big, it's another to keep our fellow aristocrats alive. The important thing is not to get lost. The young monk in front of him chose one and produced results".
"Together with the painted great merit and incorrect stuffing (...) errors... Your battle merit shall be awarded to a superficial understatement (...). And if the award given to you for your greatest accomplishment is modest, it extends to the whole thing. As a result, the confusion of the unsuccessful is inconspicuous... everything you want, isn't it?
It's still ironic for a reason...... no, where I remember myself.
And to say.
After the war, I was a little "seniors".
Or around thirty, middle-sized places just after graduating from Kingsfu.
Or the old Kingsguard OB, at the director level.
They were all the fringes of the platoon captains who stood out in the war ahead.
A young man who protruded in his youthfulness (I didn't say he was young, kingdomly) and was sighted for half his life...... on behalf of his son, brother, nephew or cousin, he said, "Good for you. You saved me without abandoning me," well in that name.
But they are Twa.
"That you saved my life, I thank you" … etc., and I am not the owner of a special sexual root that cuts me in the front and lowers my head.
"You were handy, but what kind of disposition is our son going to have?" or.
"I see our fool brother was as foolish as a letter... but he also said 'victory or defeat is the norm in a soldier's house', and he's not a terrible person to hold you strictly accountable, is he, Hiro?"?
That's the kind of tangled liquor party you invite to, they are.
Lift this one over there.
"No, it's a trick."
"Brilliant military strategy"
"Sometimes it was just long in the far east of the battlefield"
... you haven't praised the last one, probably. I would treat it like an "absurdity".
Anyway, I'm going to sage our own little brother, and I'm going to hold this one back.
There's no way I can brag about my kung fu at such a drinking party.
So when I humbly used it, I was also pointed out by Sarah Meadier, "The Organizational Theory of the Kingsguard". Because the Twas love to talk about administration - including organizational theory.
"After all, I was wondering if there was any difficulty with each and every party's attitude in the Kingsguard.... you think the enemy let out an outrageous curse that day that he couldn't hear? I hear you even mentioned that to the Holy See and your ancestors. My colleague next door saw my face enduring unwillingly, and I couldn't help but pull in. I was wondering if the reason I failed to take control there was because the distance between the Lord Commander's Squadron Leader and the Platoon Leader was too close"
Though I shouldn't seem to ride the provocation. Before the relatives of the prominent ones, "Your son, my brother, is an asshole. I can't stand it, I don't know war" etc.
"Yes, Olars, if you will restrain me... if you will strangle my son down but stop me..."
Something I've heard frequently since I got back.
I didn't want to agree with that argument. I wanted to change the flow somehow.
That's why.
"As a matter of fact, I have been pointed out by John B. O. Cubi, a small valve. He said the Kingsguard should have a little more cohesion, organize the chain of command."
Around here, with the sarcasm of the Marquis Cubi.
"My name is Crankstick, but if you can metaphor fire, my feat is fire extinguishing activity in the field, so to speak. Mr. John's claim goes to fire prevention and enlightenment activities. I was wondering if it might be John's suggestion that we should really appreciate it…. I don't think Mr. Olars should be blamed for desperately managing buildings that are at risk of fire."
Or Nantka.
Try Marquis Cubi, and the Calewala platoon leader says he's using it for windscreen, keeping his son John complimented.
Plus, it's thick: "When I become squadron leader, I'm sorry to fall into feathers like this one. We want the organization to do something in the meantime".
Finally, Edward, his son, who is synchronized with Karewala, came to say that it was not a bad story for the Cubi family either, as he would probably get the Squadron Leader position back and forth.
"It's all computational, lift John or not, asshole. On the battlefield, let Edward earn a hand".
"We have a clear war effort, so we have to reward you," he said.
"The Duke of Mel is a bad person, too. Even to yell, I hit the lead and scolded Hiro scatterly".
Add tannin to your bitter running face.
Still, people who are said to be big and ministerial, because I love these young challenges (and wigs).
Keeping his cheeks crooked and laughing, it went hand in hand with his safe release.
"We all enjoyed it."
and it was Rossiu Chen who showed off how it was.
Yakuen is Miss Philia Mel's station… in the "colorless" ladies' stash.