Chapter 873: The Second Year of the Great Invasion 8
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Though it is a domestic move, it is a short distance from Rennest, almost in the centre of the country, to the Gibbs Fortress at the northeast end.
If you think about fighting alone and coming back at sundown, you have to get out at about noon.
"I'll send out all the White Soldier fighters to follow Fiona. Just in case you don't want to leave, I want you to tell me first."
I gather the knights and daughters to proclaim. Four gauntlets, two former braves and two ace knights, and finally a formation called Mr. Deane, though, so much so that it's a little too much.
"If you say follow up, the point is, you just have to leave him alone and take down the others."
I say it all the time as Beatrice twirls the king's wheel with her fingers.
Well, it suits a lot of mess.
Direct cover to prevent Fiona from being hit would be particularly fast Almeida, Angelos and Mr. Deane. The remaining six will be dedicated to controlling the war situation in the vicinity.
The decision to weigh weapons for striking power is also to throw away aggressive coping forces such as defense and evasion.
The ordinary sword is about a kilo. That three times or three kilos weighs what I think "what the hell is that" for what I hear with my ear, but it's hard for even a big man to hold it at a certain height without hanging it and shake it freely for a long time.
And the impact of bouncing just for the weight is also strong if you hit it. The wrist "list" requires considerable strength.
Considering there, the example heavy wooden sword seems to be a pretty fancy weapon, but I don't think Mr. Deane would let anyone else have a weapon he can't even use. I guess there's no shortage of Fiona's power for swinging straight for now.
In fact, Fiona's health aspect has grown remarkably with her knightly daughters working out. Simple power comparisons won't make me a contender anymore.
But there are many uncertainties in action.
Fiona also looks like she's been taken around to the labyrinth before, but she probably never killed a demon by herself. I mean, I can't cut my enemies with a normal sword in her arms, so I almost certainly don't have any winning experience.
I'm anxious to see if I can do everything I can to deal with the Renfangas demon that's raging in a group.
It is difficult for amateurs to seriously attack animals, albeit demons, without any additions or subtractions. Even I'm not sure I can do it if they hand me the sword and suddenly tell me to kill you. A crossbow would be something I'm used to.
It is a giant wolf named Hardwolf who occupies the majority, especially in the great invasion of Renfangas. Mudwulf subspecies, common in the Northwest Plains, whose hairs are oddly hard, as the name suggests, cause the semi-productive slaughter to be recirculated.
Even if a sword could be used all the way, it would be hard to slash them if they weren't so good or sharp.
In that sense, a heavy wooden sword could be a good choice, as it would surely be damaging if it were hit.
Even humans would crush bones easily if they hit that one, even if it wasn't a steep point. Hardwolf isn't as strong in the brain either, so if you let him hit you straight, he could win a shot.
It's just a story if Fiona can use her powers the way she wants.
Demons and allied corpses are the routine of Fortress Gibbs. In fear of its misery, it is also conceivable that there is no power in front of the enemy.
Others may have more enemies than they thought, and that's what scaffolding might be buried with the body.
I could suddenly swing empty trying to force it and my elbows and wrist muscles would go crazy.
I can't read what happens. So there is no over-preparedness.
You can't possibly be on such a hard battlefield.
"Maia, you're the one who flies with the 'fuck room'. I can't let you fight directly this time though. Basically, it's a little high altitude, and you're going to have a hovering standby with your phantom tension."
"Yeah."
If you let Princess Run down as a spectator on the ground, you'll have to break people into that escort, too.
There are three or four of us if that's important to think about.
I don't want to use it to protect such numbers, so I ask Maia to behave as a bad but flying spectator seat.
And seeing that makes it difficult for the guards at Gibbs Fortress to get strangely excited, so they make it invisible as much as possible, and only carry reinforcements like they did when they came here last year.
Lyla, Emma, and Lleda waited on the ground with me as the human body, watching as a reserve force for when something happened to Fiona.
There's more to over-protection than that, but it's a little suspicious if we can even get this far to work.
I'm an amateur. It's not just entertainment, it's part of the workout.
It's more challenging because it's really a battle for the purpose of looking to the future and gaining real-life experience, not to give you a taste of victory in vain and get you on track.
But we have to let them do it.
"Get Charlotte on board too. I want you to see what we do with Princess Run."
"Yes, sir"
And this is just a safety measure.
Leaving it behind is dangerous. Even if you're good at keeping secrets, you're not used to it.
You didn't know where to de-alert and where people would fool you, so you'd better let them go with you than be in Rennest.
"The three black collars...... ask to be away. Even so, I can't ask you to escort Apple or Luna or Mr. Hilda..."
"Anyway, nothing's going to happen. Even the greatest guy is freaking out about dragons."
"I certainly can't accept escorts, but if you ask me to stay here as a female slave, I will defend myself to that extent."
"Don't worry about the details. We're not going to let you use us with our jaws, but we're not going to allow other humans to get along and vandalize our neighborhood."
The Cortees are reliable in a way. I don't know why I never miss the impudent, I can be sure.
Eight knight daughters and two St. Gard's, me and Mr. Deane, and three dragons and Charlotte.
Exactly. It feels narrow when 16 people ride the "fuck room" on 5 meters square.
The knight daughters are especially fully armed (though they don't have armor for Naia, Beatrice, or Aurora), and they look up to each other because they have their own score.
What has left the Apples and the three black collars is simply the fact that they cannot be put on any more. I had some hands to bring me in the carriage, but it's also a question of what to do with bringing me there.
"This is the loudest time to gawk...... hey Deane Hundred, you could have done it after the rush settled down a little bit, right?
Mr. Deane shook his head at Naris' words.
"I don't even plan to be available that long. I want to get back to the new city as soon as possible... and I don't know how trouble will start after the day. There's nothing wrong with it. If we miss it now, it might be gone by tomorrow."
"Ten Smythson chiefs, too, but you really talk under the premise of trouble..."
"It's a miraculous situation that's not happening right now..."
Curious Princess Run and Charlotte. Fiona the pig samurai who has no idea what she's capable of. Black collars whose positions are too subtle.
The trouble factor is that even four of the gauntlets can actually be sparks. Especially Sharon and Tetes.
Thinking about it, I don't know if I should have squeezed more people, but I think it would have been a lot more hassle and hassle twice if I squeezed them.
"If nothing has to happen, I've never been over it. That's why we're here."
Lleda strains her chest with Emma. But I'm still a little suspicious that you guys can rely on it steadily.
For now, Mr. Diane, Angelos, Aurora, Lyla and Maia, the ancient ginseng. Plus the side where Naris and Almeida can be relied on either way. And then there's the side where I don't know where to catch my leg.
"Don't be alarmed. Let's go. Depending on the situation on the ground, I'll make up my mind to make a big mess shift for now. First place Fiona in the center of the formation..."
Mr. Deane will make the final confirmation. I checked the crossbow because I've decided where I am from the beginning.
A little arrow could help. That's what I'm going to do.
Then, down to Fortress Gibbs with his phantoms hanging, leaving only combat personnel behind, Maia returns to the sky again.
The moving phantoms tend to sweeten up, so some guys may have noticed some discomfort looking up from the ground.
"I go say hello to the stationed conductor. I'll be right back. Everybody, make sure you get out of here right away. The battle seems fierce."
Mr. Deane leaves us with a clear ear to the sound beyond the walls where we can multiply.
Mr Diane is right, indeed, the fierce fighting seems to be going on.
"Hopefully the Great Knight Annette will go wild again and it'll all be over."
You remember the last time you came, Almeida shrugs.
Well, that's another thing called a war situation. If it's not convenient, unfortunately, Fiona's big invasion debut could be nasty.
Thinking, for example, the gate opens from across the wall and the soldiers run in desperate shape.
"Run! No, get ready! The other battlefield has been pulled out!
"Roar."
Naris rushes to pull out the sword, and the other knight daughters set themselves up.
I got off thinking it would be safe because there were no enemies until two squares away, but they weren't.
"Looks like he screwed up the rebuild."
Tess also has a sword, but for once, she's weighed. Let's not make it impossible.
Thinking so, a group of hardwolves and horndreos come into an avalanche as they chase the soldiers.
"Well."
"It's been a while since we've been in action."
Naia pulls out the flashing sword and Beatrice momentously fits the Neptune wheel into her left hand.
Fiona grips a heavy wooden sword nervously in the center.
The battle began without Mr. Deane.
(cont 'd)
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Though it is a domestic move, it is a short distance from Rennest, almost in the centre of the country, to the Gibbs Fortress at the northeast end.
If you think about fighting alone and coming back at sundown, you have to get out at about noon.
"I'll send out all the White Soldier fighters to follow Fiona. Just in case you don't want to leave, I want you to tell me first."
I gather the knights and daughters to proclaim. Four gauntlets, two former braves and two ace knights, and finally a formation called Mr. Deane, though, so much so that it's a little too much.
"If you say follow up, the point is, you just have to leave him alone and take down the others."
I say it all the time as Beatrice twirls the king's wheel with her fingers.
Well, it suits a lot of mess.
Direct cover to prevent Fiona from being hit would be particularly fast Almeida, Angelos and Mr. Deane. The remaining six will be dedicated to controlling the war situation in the vicinity.
The decision to weigh weapons for striking power is also to throw away aggressive coping forces such as defense and evasion.
The ordinary sword is about a kilo. That three times or three kilos weighs what I think "what the hell is that" for what I hear with my ear, but it's hard for even a big man to hold it at a certain height without hanging it and shake it freely for a long time.
And the impact of bouncing just for the weight is also strong if you hit it. The wrist "list" requires considerable strength.
Considering there, the example heavy wooden sword seems to be a pretty fancy weapon, but I don't think Mr. Deane would let anyone else have a weapon he can't even use. I guess there's no shortage of Fiona's power for swinging straight for now.
In fact, Fiona's health aspect has grown remarkably with her knightly daughters working out. Simple power comparisons won't make me a contender anymore.
But there are many uncertainties in action.
Fiona also looks like she's been taken around to the labyrinth before, but she probably never killed a demon by herself. I mean, I can't cut my enemies with a normal sword in her arms, so I almost certainly don't have any winning experience.
I'm anxious to see if I can do everything I can to deal with the Renfangas demon that's raging in a group.
It is difficult for amateurs to seriously attack animals, albeit demons, without any additions or subtractions. Even I'm not sure I can do it if they hand me the sword and suddenly tell me to kill you. A crossbow would be something I'm used to.
It is a giant wolf named Hardwolf who occupies the majority, especially in the great invasion of Renfangas. Mudwulf subspecies, common in the Northwest Plains, whose hairs are oddly hard, as the name suggests, cause the semi-productive slaughter to be recirculated.
Even if a sword could be used all the way, it would be hard to slash them if they weren't so good or sharp.
In that sense, a heavy wooden sword could be a good choice, as it would surely be damaging if it were hit.
Even humans would crush bones easily if they hit that one, even if it wasn't a steep point. Hardwolf isn't as strong in the brain either, so if you let him hit you straight, he could win a shot.
It's just a story if Fiona can use her powers the way she wants.
Demons and allied corpses are the routine of Fortress Gibbs. In fear of its misery, it is also conceivable that there is no power in front of the enemy.
Others may have more enemies than they thought, and that's what scaffolding might be buried with the body.
I could suddenly swing empty trying to force it and my elbows and wrist muscles would go crazy.
I can't read what happens. So there is no over-preparedness.
You can't possibly be on such a hard battlefield.
"Maia, you're the one who flies with the 'fuck room'. I can't let you fight directly this time though. Basically, it's a little high altitude, and you're going to have a hovering standby with your phantom tension."
"Yeah."
If you let Princess Run down as a spectator on the ground, you'll have to break people into that escort, too.
There are three or four of us if that's important to think about.
I don't want to use it to protect such numbers, so I ask Maia to behave as a bad but flying spectator seat.
And seeing that makes it difficult for the guards at Gibbs Fortress to get strangely excited, so they make it invisible as much as possible, and only carry reinforcements like they did when they came here last year.
Lyla, Emma, and Lleda waited on the ground with me as the human body, watching as a reserve force for when something happened to Fiona.
There's more to over-protection than that, but it's a little suspicious if we can even get this far to work.
I'm an amateur. It's not just entertainment, it's part of the workout.
It's more challenging because it's really a battle for the purpose of looking to the future and gaining real-life experience, not to give you a taste of victory in vain and get you on track.
But we have to let them do it.
"Get Charlotte on board too. I want you to see what we do with Princess Run."
"Yes, sir"
And this is just a safety measure.
Leaving it behind is dangerous. Even if you're good at keeping secrets, you're not used to it.
You didn't know where to de-alert and where people would fool you, so you'd better let them go with you than be in Rennest.
"The three black collars...... ask to be away. Even so, I can't ask you to escort Apple or Luna or Mr. Hilda..."
"Anyway, nothing's going to happen. Even the greatest guy is freaking out about dragons."
"I certainly can't accept escorts, but if you ask me to stay here as a female slave, I will defend myself to that extent."
"Don't worry about the details. We're not going to let you use us with our jaws, but we're not going to allow other humans to get along and vandalize our neighborhood."
The Cortees are reliable in a way. I don't know why I never miss the impudent, I can be sure.
Eight knight daughters and two St. Gard's, me and Mr. Deane, and three dragons and Charlotte.
Exactly. It feels narrow when 16 people ride the "fuck room" on 5 meters square.
The knight daughters are especially fully armed (though they don't have armor for Naia, Beatrice, or Aurora), and they look up to each other because they have their own score.
What has left the Apples and the three black collars is simply the fact that they cannot be put on any more. I had some hands to bring me in the carriage, but it's also a question of what to do with bringing me there.
"This is the loudest time to gawk...... hey Deane Hundred, you could have done it after the rush settled down a little bit, right?
Mr. Deane shook his head at Naris' words.
"I don't even plan to be available that long. I want to get back to the new city as soon as possible... and I don't know how trouble will start after the day. There's nothing wrong with it. If we miss it now, it might be gone by tomorrow."
"Ten Smythson chiefs, too, but you really talk under the premise of trouble..."
"It's a miraculous situation that's not happening right now..."
Curious Princess Run and Charlotte. Fiona the pig samurai who has no idea what she's capable of. Black collars whose positions are too subtle.
The trouble factor is that even four of the gauntlets can actually be sparks. Especially Sharon and Tetes.
Thinking about it, I don't know if I should have squeezed more people, but I think it would have been a lot more hassle and hassle twice if I squeezed them.
"If nothing has to happen, I've never been over it. That's why we're here."
Lleda strains her chest with Emma. But I'm still a little suspicious that you guys can rely on it steadily.
For now, Mr. Diane, Angelos, Aurora, Lyla and Maia, the ancient ginseng. Plus the side where Naris and Almeida can be relied on either way. And then there's the side where I don't know where to catch my leg.
"Don't be alarmed. Let's go. Depending on the situation on the ground, I'll make up my mind to make a big mess shift for now. First place Fiona in the center of the formation..."
Mr. Deane will make the final confirmation. I checked the crossbow because I've decided where I am from the beginning.
A little arrow could help. That's what I'm going to do.
Then, down to Fortress Gibbs with his phantoms hanging, leaving only combat personnel behind, Maia returns to the sky again.
The moving phantoms tend to sweeten up, so some guys may have noticed some discomfort looking up from the ground.
"I go say hello to the stationed conductor. I'll be right back. Everybody, make sure you get out of here right away. The battle seems fierce."
Mr. Deane leaves us with a clear ear to the sound beyond the walls where we can multiply.
Mr Diane is right, indeed, the fierce fighting seems to be going on.
"Hopefully the Great Knight Annette will go wild again and it'll all be over."
You remember the last time you came, Almeida shrugs.
Well, that's another thing called a war situation. If it's not convenient, unfortunately, Fiona's big invasion debut could be nasty.
Thinking, for example, the gate opens from across the wall and the soldiers run in desperate shape.
"Run! No, get ready! The other battlefield has been pulled out!
"Roar."
Naris rushes to pull out the sword, and the other knight daughters set themselves up.
I got off thinking it would be safe because there were no enemies until two squares away, but they weren't.
"Looks like he screwed up the rebuild."
Tess also has a sword, but for once, she's weighed. Let's not make it impossible.
Thinking so, a group of hardwolves and horndreos come into an avalanche as they chase the soldiers.
"Well."
"It's been a while since we've been in action."
Naia pulls out the flashing sword and Beatrice momentously fits the Neptune wheel into her left hand.
Fiona grips a heavy wooden sword nervously in the center.
The battle began without Mr. Deane.
(cont 'd)
Though it is a domestic move, it is a short distance from Rennest, almost in the centre of the country, to the Gibbs Fortress at the northeast end.If you think about fighting alone and coming back at sundown, you have to get out at about noon."I'll send out all the White Soldier fighters to follow Fiona. Just in case you don't want to leave, I want you to tell me first."I gather the knights and daughters to proclaim. Four gauntlets, two former braves and two ace knights, and finally a formation called Mr. Deane, though, so much so that it's a little too much."If you say follow up, the point is, you just have to leave him alone and take down the others."I say it all the time as Beatrice twirls the king's wheel with her fingers.Well, it suits a lot of mess.Direct cover to prevent Fiona from being hit would be particularly fast Almeida, Angelos and Mr. Deane. The remaining six will be dedicated to controlling the war situation in the vicinity.The decision to weigh weapons for striking power is also to throw away aggressive coping forces such as defense and evasion.The ordinary sword is about a kilo. That three times or three kilos weighs what I think "what the hell is that" for what I hear with my ear, but it's hard for even a big man to hold it at a certain height without hanging it and shake it freely for a long time.And the impact of bouncing just for the weight is also strong if you hit it. The wrist "list" requires considerable strength.Considering there, the example heavy wooden sword seems to be a pretty fancy weapon, but I don't think Mr. Deane would let anyone else have a weapon he can't even use. I guess there's no shortage of Fiona's power for swinging straight for now.In fact, Fiona's health aspect has grown remarkably with her knightly daughters working out. Simple power comparisons won't make me a contender anymore.But there are many uncertainties in action.Fiona also looks like she's been taken around to the labyrinth before, but she probably never killed a demon by herself. I mean, I can't cut my enemies with a normal sword in her arms, so I almost certainly don't have any winning experience.I'm anxious to see if I can do everything I can to deal with the Renfangas demon that's raging in a group.It is difficult for amateurs to seriously attack animals, albeit demons, without any additions or subtractions. Even I'm not sure I can do it if they hand me the sword and suddenly tell me to kill you. A crossbow would be something I'm used to.It is a giant wolf named Hardwolf who occupies the majority, especially in the great invasion of Renfangas. Mudwulf subspecies, common in the Northwest Plains, whose hairs are oddly hard, as the name suggests, cause the semi-productive slaughter to be recirculated.Even if a sword could be used all the way, it would be hard to slash them if they weren't so good or sharp.In that sense, a heavy wooden sword could be a good choice, as it would surely be damaging if it were hit.Even humans would crush bones easily if they hit that one, even if it wasn't a steep point. Hardwolf isn't as strong in the brain either, so if you let him hit you straight, he could win a shot.It's just a story if Fiona can use her powers the way she wants.Demons and allied corpses are the routine of Fortress Gibbs. In fear of its misery, it is also conceivable that there is no power in front of the enemy.Others may have more enemies than they thought, and that's what scaffolding might be buried with the body.I could suddenly swing empty trying to force it and my elbows and wrist muscles would go crazy.I can't read what happens. So there is no over-preparedness.You can't possibly be on such a hard battlefield."Maia, you're the one who flies with the 'fuck room'. I can't let you fight directly this time though. Basically, it's a little high altitude, and you're going to have a hovering standby with your phantom tension.""Yeah."If you let Princess Run down as a spectator on the ground, you'll have to break people into that escort, too.There are three or four of us if that's important to think about.I don't want to use it to protect such numbers, so I ask Maia to behave as a bad but flying spectator seat.And seeing that makes it difficult for the guards at Gibbs Fortress to get strangely excited, so they make it invisible as much as possible, and only carry reinforcements like they did when they came here last year.Lyla, Emma, and Lleda waited on the ground with me as the human body, watching as a reserve force for when something happened to Fiona.There's more to over-protection than that, but it's a little suspicious if we can even get this far to work.I'm an amateur. It's not just entertainment, it's part of the workout.It's more challenging because it's really a battle for the purpose of looking to the future and gaining real-life experience, not to give you a taste of victory in vain and get you on track.But we have to let them do it."Get Charlotte on board too. I want you to see what we do with Princess Run.""Yes, sir"And this is just a safety measure.Leaving it behind is dangerous. Even if you're good at keeping secrets, you're not used to it.You didn't know where to de-alert and where people would fool you, so you'd better let them go with you than be in Rennest."The three black collars...... ask to be away. Even so, I can't ask you to escort Apple or Luna or Mr. Hilda...""Anyway, nothing's going to happen. Even the greatest guy is freaking out about dragons.""I certainly can't accept escorts, but if you ask me to stay here as a female slave, I will defend myself to that extent.""Don't worry about the details. We're not going to let you use us with our jaws, but we're not going to allow other humans to get along and vandalize our neighborhood."The Cortees are reliable in a way. I don't know why I never miss the impudent, I can be sure.Eight knight daughters and two St. Gard's, me and Mr. Deane, and three dragons and Charlotte.Exactly. It feels narrow when 16 people ride the "fuck room" on 5 meters square.The knight daughters are especially fully armed though they don't have armor for Naia, Beatrice, or Aurora, and they look up to each other because they have their own score.What has left the Apples and the three black collars is simply the fact that they cannot be put on any more. I had some hands to bring me in the carriage, but it's also a question of what to do with bringing me there."This is the loudest time to gawk...... hey Deane Hundred, you could have done it after the rush settled down a little bit, right? Mr. Deane shook his head at Naris' words."I don't even plan to be available that long. I want to get back to the new city as soon as possible... and I don't know how trouble will start after the day. There's nothing wrong with it. If we miss it now, it might be gone by tomorrow.""Ten Smythson chiefs, too, but you really talk under the premise of trouble...""It's a miraculous situation that's not happening right now..."Curious Princess Run and Charlotte. Fiona the pig samurai who has no idea what she's capable of. Black collars whose positions are too subtle.The trouble factor is that even four of the gauntlets can actually be sparks. Especially Sharon and Tetes.Thinking about it, I don't know if I should have squeezed more people, but I think it would have been a lot more hassle and hassle twice if I squeezed them."If nothing has to happen, I've never been over it. That's why we're here."Lleda strains her chest with Emma. But I'm still a little suspicious that you guys can rely on it steadily.For now, Mr. Diane, Angelos, Aurora, Lyla and Maia, the ancient ginseng. Plus the side where Naris and Almeida can be relied on either way. And then there's the side where I don't know where to catch my leg."Don't be alarmed. Let's go. Depending on the situation on the ground, I'll make up my mind to make a big mess shift for now. First place Fiona in the center of the formation..."Mr. Deane will make the final confirmation. I checked the crossbow because I've decided where I am from the beginning.A little arrow could help. That's what I'm going to do.Then, down to Fortress Gibbs with his phantoms hanging, leaving only combat personnel behind, Maia returns to the sky again.The moving phantoms tend to sweeten up, so some guys may have noticed some discomfort looking up from the ground."I go say hello to the stationed conductor. I'll be right back. Everybody, make sure you get out of here right away. The battle seems fierce."Mr. Deane leaves us with a clear ear to the sound beyond the walls where we can multiply.Mr Diane is right, indeed, the fierce fighting seems to be going on."Hopefully the Great Knight Annette will go wild again and it'll all be over."You remember the last time you came, Almeida shrugs.Well, that's another thing called a war situation. If it's not convenient, unfortunately, Fiona's big invasion debut could be nasty.Thinking, for example, the gate opens from across the wall and the soldiers run in desperate shape."Run! No, get ready! The other battlefield has been pulled out! "Roar."Naris rushes to pull out the sword, and the other knight daughters set themselves up.I got off thinking it would be safe because there were no enemies until two squares away, but they weren't."Looks like he screwed up the rebuild."Tess also has a sword, but for once, she's weighed. Let's not make it impossible.Thinking so, a group of hardwolves and horndreos come into an avalanche as they chase the soldiers."Well.""It's been a while since we've been in action."Naia pulls out the flashing sword and Beatrice momentously fits the Neptune wheel into her left hand.Fiona grips a heavy wooden sword nervously in the center.The battle began without Mr. Deane.cont 'd
