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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 537

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:08:31 AM


Chapter 537: Refrain

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The march by hundreds of people, starting from the artisan village, counted the week today.

The royal palace side, which in the beginning did not understand this fact of "mass escape" and did not seem to know exactly what was going on, has been completely grasping the situation and tightening its hand in pursuit just in the last few days.

"We're going to have taken almost all of the ironmakers in this closed kingdom. Even if I had to support an unscrupulous increase, it would be a big miscalculation."

"Because of extreme functional grouping, we won't be able to secure it that way instead."

In this sense, the evacuation of the craftsman village by us may be quite painful for an indefinite time.

There will always be a reason why only around ten brave men, said to be three hundred, can come out that weapons cannot be procured besides narrow roads.

In fact, sometimes some brave men come with wooden swords and wooden spears.

But Naia is particularly heartbroken by the gasping voices of villagers who suffer from unfamiliar mobility.

"The difficulty of retreating while protecting a lot of ordinary people... I'm starting to wonder if maybe it's a mistake to bring everyone in the craftsman village cheaply"

"... it's not a mistake."

Tetes denies it as he looks sideways at the backs of the villagers going down the cliff.

"There should be no option among your husband or Naia to abandon you after being asked for help. Should judgment in a situation where you cannot choose be called a mistake?

"... that's true."

"And righteousness is important. Regardless, your husband, Mr. Naia, who moves with the logic of trying to save the country, should not be able to stand the situation where everything he protects is across the street… for that long. Though hundreds out of thirty thousand, we need what Naia protects behind us."

"... True, I'm glad Tetes is here"

"Oh, take... is it sudden?"

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Even if we are trying to be as calm as possible, if we are still governed by weakness in painful circumstances, we may even doubt our choices, as we did earlier.

But Tetes is calculating the effect of his actions by the time he is cold. That's reliable.

That's right. It wouldn't have been easier if it hadn't been for you, it doesn't make any sense to make assumptions.

Reality is always moving forward. If you have time to regret it, you must correctly recognize the advantage you still have and use it as an ingredient to think about:

Tess's way of confronting that reality is sometimes too immediate and dangerous, but at this time I definitely thought I needed it.

"And then... Deane, when are the hundred chiefs going to move,"

"If I go home safely, it doesn't mean it's going to be too late... I think it should be"

"This is where the place is. They also remind me that I shouldn't approach you in a semi-productive way. … you shouldn't be too optimistic, no matter how good Deane Hundred is."

"... right"

Ultimately, we'll just have to bet on her arrival. But you can't think of that as tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and get things going.

"But... I guess I'll have to provide some answers to how long this tentative situation will last after this"

"That's... yes"

We can stand it. Mr. Deane is sure to help us at the end.

Even if I do my best along the way, I'm sure he'll come and help the rest of us. It can be believed that Mr. Deane is such a trump card of heart that there is no end to that person giving up, even if the other person is a liner or a dragon.

But what about the villagers in the artisanal village who travel in pain? For example, even if we continue upstream and get settled somewhere, how long do we have to wait while we share the present royal palace and hang around in the universe... any of those questions will arise.

Convince many. Have them stay on your side.

That's terrible... all the kings and nobles kept thinking about that for generations, and I figured I wasn't for the royal nobility after all.

Maia's perception of the dragon is very effective against the Brave Corps that strikes at night and day, and raids can be detected at least nearly thirty minutes in advance.

There is almost no mistake in its accuracy. Since Med stood, Maia has been forced to rely on magical care, or demonic hunting as food, which is difficult for other faculties.

Until now, he had only been thorough in protecting Shinji, so the demon hunt had also allowed him to go to empty Naia and Brian. Tess and Apple were working on wound healing and physical fitness management, but when hundreds of people became opponents, they didn't have the strength.

"Maia. I'm not working, but are you okay?"

"Fine. Dragon strength, don't knock me out"

And Maia pales out the activity of the big wheels.

Without resting, without eating myself, healing people's wounds, grabbing demons, and giving off the report of the Brave Corps approaching.

"If Maia gets wasted, we're done. Please, don't just push me."

"Not at all, not impossible.... On the contrary, I'm glad"

Maia smiled with real pleasure as she constantly ran around without rest.

"I am Master Andy's dragon. A very busy working dragon to embody Rider justice.... It's a great honor to have you use all you can for the rider, Dear Andy."

"... when people react like that, I don't know how to reward them for what they do."

"I don't need to reward you. Because I belong to Andy, I'm most happy that Andy is happy with my power, and I'm saddest that you can't rely on me. So now bliss."

"... of the dragon, I don't like being too healthy sometimes"

"... right? But I want you to get used to it. And..."

Maia whispers in a whisper.

"Then you should pee over and over again until you get properly pregnant when you're done with these busy things. I'm sure that's the happiest and happiest thing Andy and I have ever done."

"... Ah, uh"

In the end, maybe that's all I have.

"... Looks like it's time for the Braves to come back. I hear footsteps. There's a couple of people around the cliff too, so be careful."

At Maia's direction, two brave fighters and Tetes confirm their placement and head for another interception.

I have no choice but to drop it off.

And.

Nothing else in this march had stopped the villagers from connecting their hearts more than anyone else, Apple.

"Good luck. We're almost to the next break…"

"Oh, sorry, thanks...... but I can't do it anymore. If I were here, I'd be a foot wrapper. Besides, I'm sure survival will get in the way... leave me here. Buy some time."

"Rodrigo...... ok, I'll stay too, Mr. Apple, leave us. As you can see, I'm already a dick. I'm sure if I can escape into the outside world like you and the others say, I won't do anyone any good. It doesn't make any sense to be alive anymore."

"Meaning of Survival" someone mentioned.

That is something that everyone cares about, and then more and more, villagers who are anxious about their future lives, such as those with handicaps in their hands and feet, make a declaration of shedding.

What will happen to this country now? Now that I have abandoned my previous place of life, where and how do I live from now on?

There are a lot of people out there who make excused decisions when their anxiety about such things amplifies and they better die here without walking anymore feeling painful, in the new world their buddies will be happy......

No matter how much we complain about it, "No, we're almost there, not when we're dead."

At that time, Apple suddenly breathed in and screamed.

"That's about it, don't give up!

The villagers, who were sitting back and deciding to fall off, were stunned by Apple, who suddenly uttered rough words.

Apple keeps on saying the words as they follow and get stuck.

"Mi... so scared of the future, don't give up! Don't give up as weak as you are! My leg hurts so much, don't give up on me with so little home!

"... Ah, Apple...?

"You can't just give up on something like that. Ugh! A future for all of you! A future where your child sees his grandson sleep on a warm bed when he's hungry! Freedom to make and defend that future with its hands!

Apple is.

Squeeze your fists and look scared to the fullest.

I'm sure from birth until now, to the people who have shown the most respect and gratitude for themselves, I give a heated plea.

Just a little late, I thought it was imitating my example sermon.

"Useless like me. 'Cause there was someone who appreciated just being alive! If your hands move at all, if your feet move at all, there's something you can do! Don't worry about that excuse not to bother you or make it easier! You guys still have things to do for your offspring! Do you really think that's enough! You won't have done anything yet!

In the valley, half-elf screams echo.

It is like a word addressed to the people of this valley, to usher in a new age, and to herself.

And the words that fly straight to me.

"That's right.... If you're alive, you can still do anything. There is as much that can be done. You're early to give up! Only a guy who's lost one thing he can do, and I did the best I can, die satisfied!

That's what I scream, take the sitting villager's hand and make him stand.

"... wow. Everyone..."

"You're awake."

While Naia and Brian are surprised, they get the villagers up and around again.

"... this kind of thing is definitely rumored..."

"Shit."

Shut up because Tess has been trying to whisper something.

These are Apple's words. Just imitated my form.

... and I renew my resolve again.

No more big worries. Let's just do the best we can.

(cont 'd)




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