A nod to hear.
But it has a rare harshness.
"Isn't that out of line, samurai which? Responsibility for the prominence lies, in one way or another, with the platoon captains. Even if the squadron leader you couldn't contain is guilty of the same crime, the battle ahead is over to victory, right? The Lord Commander, who should have received that honor, is also Mr. Olars. The stash that manages the Kingsguard, its head, shouldn't be a good story for you to shake."
Is it you, Mr. Rossiu, who should direct public opinion to defend Olars?
... I can't tell you that much.
(What are you talking about? Olars is Hiro helping himself, isn't he? Don't let Rossiu do it)
("I buy feelings, but I don't have that much power. Rossiu is right," Philia tells you so)
(Must be a cover shooting, but that's a tough word. Hiro, if only you had a little more power)
You guys!
(Yes, Hiro.... I'm not sure the day will come when Pink will learn how to incite a man)
No, there's no reason to know about my situation, Philia.
I was hitting Rossiu with words directly from the front.
"We here...... women in military houses don't like to bring politics into battle. Let those who are inferior to their families blame the weak and easy to beat, and cloud their tea about the children of the powerful... What about the prize imperative? I don't know much about the Kingsguard organization, and I feel different about its demeanor."
Was that word based on your intention to cover me?
Was it to push Mel's flow to Twa?
Or something to showcase her beliefs, claiming herself against Rossiu?
I didn't know what her intentions were, but the story was strong, no, fierce.
And the words of a girl with the experience of gathering hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and throwing them round her brother-in-law at all costs, were not to be confused with the head valve (Tohnoben), which cut the affairs of the kingdom in one hand.
Rossiu Chen, I've put heat on a cold tone.
"We always remember our military nobles differently in their minds. The reward of your life is that the punishment is too much to kill a man. Even if you can be pushed irrationally and lose your legs, if you're even alive. Whatever you can save later."
Where the mind is, the difference.
I divided the light and darkness between the Meadier Borderline Uncle and the Earl of Woodmell.
It took ten years for the Mel family to forgive Meadier.... No, or even now.
"I see Olars is a person. It would be a shame to crush it here. But because you're so much of a man, that lapse is unforgivable - no, that's not where we should be arguing right now - even if you're treated irrationally, that man will surely recover. I need you to feed me on this one. Even the vault admits it's that vessel!
Don't talk to politics, soldier.
And.
Expectations of Olars, too, are real.
That the accusations against him were the reverse of that.
Just a little, though I was convinced.
Philia doesn't seem to be either. It should be noted that I was looking for it.
"I know. but how to lid the smelly things, what do you think of Norimoto Tachibana, who is not here? We know a little bit about his liking and evil."
Tachibana family alongside Twa, Mel and Cubi and with yet another saying.
I don't think Count Tachibana is a good idea, either. I know that, too.
But here's why I give my daughter Rayna's name...
"Are the rear house forces sympathetic to Olars? You taught me good things."
(What Olars looks like, something worth a look. The Back Palace has always been vulnerable to handsome people)
(Hiro, you have to be in a good mood.
... Anyway.
Rossiu's eyes with words of gratitude, but pointy.
Whatever the rear palace forces say, this man won't move.
There has been no restoration of Olars for some time.
"Hiro's determination, my true intentions and the intentions of the lair, and the thoughts of all the military nobles and the backhouse. Are the three of you going to expose each other to everything? I thought it was a meaningful meeting."
... I was able to pull it out, thanks to Philia.
And the refreshing look of a man standing up paying his clothes.
Don't make me feel obsessed at all.
To see that back, I still thought I had to give up on Olars cleanly.
Think about that as you lay low and drop Rossiu off.
Now I too... and at least I'm going to walk away refreshed, but they caught my sleeve.
This station, you all have a taste for martial arts.
"Anything more? The thoughts I should mention, I have already exhausted them. What more can I do for a young monk who held his head..."
After all, you two were the young princesses who tended to be held against your heads.
To clear that depression, to grab something and go home.
Passion No, I started spinning words that made me feel mean.
Hannah Nicholas' words with linear and sharp angled silhouettes are those that involve a detour that is not galloping, no matter what you think.
"In an earlier investigation, we could only ask about the skin phase of the war. I want to know who you are, the source of that depth, the measures and the instruments that will be born."
(Information of the public, details)
Beatrice Cubi's words are as straightforward as their rich hair.
"We are in the West Sea every day, so we have no reason to know how our compatriots (from there) live in Wang Capital..."
(Edward's recent developments, would love to)
Yes, sir.
… should I tell you a little more about the public service from the sync up to the mid-twenties?
Every day when I came with them, every day, even when I went to war, you took care of me scattered!
Maximilian Orwell is an evil, hidden eye when she tells him she wants to be a princess.
After I left, I must have told you I was busy with baldness.
John Cubi was told by the Twas.
Vasco Feidamel is expected by the clan to dictate Phyllia.
"It's going to be everywhere, right?
"I, the Cubi family, only Mr. Vasco, can't talk..."
"Oh! Unforgivable love, isn't it lovely!
It was buzzing...... no this, are you just trying to create a flow of conversation that pushes Vasco on Beatrice B.T. Cubi?
I also touched Olars Elan.
He is losing his wife early.
In that regard, Rossiu and I are dealing together.
Five or so differences in years, and so long personal relationships... no, deep down.
Rossiu was treating Olars like a disciple.
That's why I can't forgive him for his loss.
My achievements have had the effect of highlighting that lapse.
Neither Orath nor Rossiu should be evil.
How can this be something that doesn't turn well?
"I can't say I'm inferior to my family, but I hear he was about to lift up some remarriage stories on the occasion of his appointment as squadron leader, right? But......"
"Yeah, I heard you disappeared."
This information is faster for women than for men. And accurate.
Posterior care, "back" of the family. We need to build it......
Oh, yeah, yeah.
"Did you know? Isen Chen, while you're single, I hear you have a favorite maid."
"Oh, still!
"You were a samurai on your side when I asked you about Panmori, right?
"That's a common story, too, isn't it? Milk brothers and sisters, wellbore, old fashioned. … husbands and wives, can we split up"
In a relationship that is possible...... to put it badly, "interrupt".
The severity, the hassle, where I'm in pain, too.
After that... I don't even think I need it.
"As for you, Simei de Oranje..."
"Oh, fine."
"Yep. Hasn't anyone received your sentence or something?
Disabled.
"About you, too, Christian, is that unnecessary? No, it doesn't matter, like the difference between three or five years... in the battle ahead, we were showing a pretty flexible soldier. From day to day, I learn a lot from my surroundings and do nothing softly. He is exactly your son of the Twa descent. Yes, speaking of your son, I was wondering if the former (earlier) squadron leader, former (originally) - the handsome Miyama Taru Bayajit Horasan, is rather willing over there and diligent in learning the mind of the martial family. Albert, the second son of the Cecil family, again. Flashy and gorgeous, but never a squanderer. Home affairs has something to see."
"You must be an honest man"
"I thought I'd play with the ideal public."
"Mr. Christian, you can't expect to get along with us..."
Ladies and gentlemen, it's all about you, Christian.
There is no reference to Bayajit and Albert.
Target on, can't you see what's in your hand and a towing match?
"This is a similar story to a joke...... His Excellency Yousuf Hekmatial will also be shown to be single. Forty years before the fat ride, although the family is slightly underprivileged, the wealth and power are origami"
Though I thought I might have started giggling a little bit, so I tried to soothe the place.
There's no way the venue could be thriving on the subject of rabid dog Yusuf.
"If you don't be as mean as you are, you're afraid of later, Mr. Hiro?
Copy that, Mr. Filia.
"Edward, it's you..."
Ladies and gentlemen, you've gone out of your sight.
Reach for tea and pay the dust on the fan.
Something pisses me off.
"For playing around in the crowd, you don't let your tail out. Who is destiny? Oh, don't worry. From a twa upstream perspective, the… 'defective property' is therefore unpopular. However, it is also true that that is why it is popular from the middle class to the common people.
The so-called "concubine" is ringing.
Connecting with the Cubi family itself, is where courage is needed as a Twa nobleman.
Even if we decide to partner, if we want to, it's my brother John and the Cubi Four Pillar Outgoing Boys.
Root digging and leaf digging for information on Edward, the two western seas lagging behind Sarah, who came out to King's Capital last year.
Friendship, clothing preferences from around the corner.
Because that's what men don't really care about. Although it was also fresh and helpful.
"I am happy to respond to hunting and training invitations"
That's Mr. Edward! You don't miss martial arts!
"As for meals, anything you want to be extravagant. We work hard to feed the Brotherhood."
That's Mr. Edward!
"At least he wants to win one village, one state if he can... that seems to be his hope rather than coming out in court"
Sasued!
"I don't seem to like being able to hold my head against a woman. I'm furious at being treated like a cheap card and being told badly about my mother."
Sa (abbreviated)
The two West Sea factions, Miss Hannah and Miss Beatrice, are not yet fifteen years old.
Whenever I hear about Edward without feeling nervous, uncomfortable, admiring, afraid… and tired even if I move my emotions, I change my temperament and expression.
Fully satisfied or dispersed from the Philia bureau.
But even the same teenage girl, just a little older.
I've seen a lot of things and the two of them...... the look on Philia's and Sarah's faces was just a little bit different in fun.
"It's what I was looking at Mr. Hiro's misery that was there, so it got hot.... Mr. Olars should have had the same agony"
"Though I guess it is unacceptable for me in the Meadier family to say 'I know how you felt about the former Count Woodmell'. … Still, I feel like I'm starting to understand what my father thought then by being involved in this matter"
Oh, I did.
"'I want the trouble-free guy to at least smile. If you have a problem, I want you to show me your will to try to bounce it back without giving up'. Edward said that, too.... I forgot to tell you two in the West Sea."
Sarah gave it back, smile.
Underneath that smile, which was only made of mouth, I felt like I could see the tongue pounding, irritation.
I remember the words heard from Tina Willis, the guard.
I mumbled a little, awkward meanwhile.
"It's something I'm letting you hang out with longer than the two in the West Sea. Let's take a good look at that, shall we? … I'm going back to my station, too"
I let him follow me, no pity.
… the cranial process.
Crisis aversion does not depend on the outline of the field. Make sure to prevent it.
"I was showing you something cool here, but you're not tight"
What Phyllia was showing was a heart-wrenching face.
There is no anger or frustration there.
"Aren't you feeling a little too well? So many mistakes."
I thought maybe even a wand would fly, a really delightful and sarcastic smile.
It's like clapping out, a little lonely.
"Work harder than that, okay?
... Chill your head, Frost Moon Wind.