Chapter 133
133. Spring is how to bear magic.
Andrew and Mac heard the sword..
In the meantime, Enri stretched the protest of the shotbow, which he brought instead of the brain.
If you see a gap, shoot..
If you see an enemy who has come to the ground, or an enemy who has fallen to the floor, you can use your hatchet. I took a head pain..
Quak!
He didn't split his head in one room like Lem, but he did. I didn't have a good head ache..
Half-broken head pain, blood flowing through the headpiece break, resent or despair Pupil.
That was like the beast he killed..
Enry turned his eyes to think about that.
Watching on the battlefield is a luxury..
Anyway, that's all Enry did..
The rest was Andrew and Mac, both of them..
Not as many as those called maniac platoons, but these two. It was not green.
“You bastards, grey poison is ridiculous.!”
One of the enemy cries out. It was a soldier who hurt a few allied soldiers. Wild eyes, blood flowing from the tip of the sole in the hand.
Andrew was against him..
The sum of five was enough. I blocked it twice, I drew it twice, and I stabbed it in one hand..
The sting, strangely resembling an Encrid..
At least, it looked like that in Enri's eyes..
Mack skillfully tore and cut the enemy, so that Andrew could not go further forward. Held true to the role.
“Up there..”
When I heard Mac's words, Andrew stopped..
Then he started hitting my chest with both hands.
“Wooer!”
What, why are you yelling all of a sudden?.
He seemed to have learned something wrong from Lem.
“It's all over! Less of this stuff, yeomanry chicks.!”
Flimsy taunt, what's more, my tits are fist-thumping What the hell is that?.
Anyway, excited Andrew fought well.
Enri caught the two and the others in the eye from behind.
Blood getting up the helmet.
waaaaah.!
With shouts.
“Kill, kill.!”
Livable Young Cry.
“Off, please..”
Intoning longing for life.
In the middle of the battlefield to die and kill, Enri realized.
‘So far.’
Someone cheered when they saw a platoon of lunatics..
And when someone was thrilled to see a platoon of lunatics, they were thrilled to see a platoon of lunatics..
Enri saw the limit, and realized. He was here..
“Wooer!”
The sword wielded by Andrew, who was giving out something similar to a monster, was shrill and airless. He split between the enemy's collarbone and neck..
Pugak.
Pull the half-inserted sword..
“Oh, oh, oh, oh.!”
The screams of the enemy rang out along the movement of the blade.
After realizing that it was the limit, Enri wanted to return to the meadow Hunter.
However, the meadow where he will return has become a battleground..
Now I'm going back to the city and living as the husband of a florist widow is bad. I wouldn't..
She, that widow, that lost her husband in the war and raised a child alone Firm woman.
Enri wanted to see the florist widow too. It's a battlefield, and I want to go back now..
It would be right to end the life of Enri, the hunter, and Enri, the soldier..
“It's sentimental..”
Enri muttered alone and now saw the battlefield running towards the end..
The enemy commander was very fast on his feet. My judgment was very quick..
So from when, the commander's flagpole and escort are out of the way..
Of the remaining troops, the placenta surrenders..
Only a few rebelled..
The battlefield, the battle was coming to an end.
Between them.
“Hooray for maniac!”
The cheers I heard for the first time in my life were tearing the atmosphere apart..
It was a triumphant cheer..
* * *
Azpen's commander was on his way out of his penchant..
‘Fucking Assholes.’
He was a competent commander, so I noticed how things were going..
Who overturned the battlefield?.
Where did the winds of change begin to blow.
The one with the axe and a few others..
Intelligence was needed. I had to tell him that there was a dangerous smell among the enemy..
The pigeons have already blown up..
As a commander with first-hand experience, he took the last responsibility…….
“I thought it was a bird. You bastards.!”
My liver was broken..
A sudden cry, armed with a variety of power weapons, prevents the rearguard It's a bag. It was seen as an independent force..
It was not allies. It certainly wasn't.
The eagle on his right shoulder is clearly in his eyes..
“There weren't any of them, but we lost.?”
The commander intoned self-help. His escort enveloped him without a break in the water..
That was the limit..
“Slayer Chicks in the Changing Room.”
The enemy is the slayer of the frontier, the combat unit of Naurilia's pride. .
They bypassed the battlefield and secretly ambushed here..
The enemy returning from the battlefield, picking up the back of the enemy, and reducing the numbers. You took a detour to drop the scam..
If the original Giant's strike had been eaten properly, it would have been meaningless now It was a critical hit..
The garrison on the other side was absurd..
Originally, I was going to raid the rear and touch the back of the enemy. I did..
This is something.
The enemy has returned to be a group of dogs chased by the enemy.
It wasn't a moment to ejaculate before and after..
The Captain of the Garrison did what he was going to do..
I checked that Azpen's rear was empty, and instead of overturning the rear position, I ambushed it. Switched operations.
If the enemy didn't come, I was going to go back to my home army..
You're here..
“It's all crude..”
The death sentence fell from the mouth of the captain of the defence..
Enemy commanders and escort troops rebelled, but the result did not change.
“Retreat! Retreat!”
The commander shouted and ran directly. Puck Impressive scene.
Calling for retreat, not running away, is my soldier. I don't think you're going to save one more thing..
I had to be polite..
The captain of the defensive field stepped in himself..
Krung! Krung! Krung!
The gun in his hand is the frail, the additional rotation hanging at the end, the chain crying I threw up..
“I'll send you the Goi..”
The captain did what I said..
The fight was short. On one side, he became the commander of the Bondi Force..
The other side was specialized in rolling his head..
Hung.
The cowhide at the end of the frame draws an anomalous trajectory and falls.
Puck!
The Azpen Commander's head broke, blood and brain water splashed.
That was the end of it..
“Whoa.!”
It takes a long time to deal with the rest of the fleeing soldiers. Did.
쩍 쩌 쩌 쩌 쩌 쩌!
By putting an axe into the head of the last enemy, it's the end of the battle..
Should I say that the Slayer of the Frontier is such a battlefield worthy of the title?.
The garrison's mouth was opened as he was behind the scene of the massacre..
“Huaigun.”
The garrison on the other side made fun of his feet as he saw them..
I was thinking of regaining some of the enemy or cutting off the supply line, the commander. I didn't mean to break my head..
How did the battlefield look like this?.
Wonder, curiosity, and anticipation moved his feet in a mix of these things.
And finally, what they saw there.
They're allies ringing cheers of victory..
The battlefield victory, no matter who you look at, was a sign of overwhelming push..
And I could tell who was at the heart of it without asking.
One by one, those who broke the blade prepared by the enemy on each battlefield.
And the man who led them.
The troops led by the man.
The name of the group bursting into cheers.
“Maniac platoon love love love love love love love love love love love!”
“Mi! Chi! Buff! This!”
“Crazy asshole hardcore!”
Battalion Chief Marcus didn't stop the cheers..
No, it was all right to tell you who this battlefield distinguished man was. He made a platoon of lunatics cry through a messenger..
Between cheers and cheers.
Encrid and the Lunatic platoon were there..
Round circle made by allies.
Torres saw them, and he looked at Encrid's face and thought, " Oh, my god.".
‘It's a meeting of crazies..’
Where's the top over there?.
And no one will admit it..
Go through it yourself..
Encrid was also a madman..
There are many reasons, but one of the biggest reasons is.
‘Being away among those crazy bastards.’
Isn't it proof that you're crazy?.
Also, the puck looks good..
* * *
The Fairy squadron cheered and muttered as they watched the flow of the battlefield.
“Spring has horsepower..”
Spring, the warm and windy season is back.
The battle, which began at dawn, ended by noon..
As the sun passed over his head, a warm wind blew.
Spring..
Like a flower born in winter and looking up in spring.
There was always magic in the coming hot wind after the wind had passed.
Horsepower front of spring signalling a new beginning.
The man with the magic in his body stood up, listening to everyone's cheers.
The gaze of the Fairy Squadron chased the man with the magic of spring.
Encrid.
The face of the man leading the lunatic platoon came into her eyes.
* * *
Encrid enjoyed the cheers of the battlefield.
‘It's not bad..’
People are crying out their names..
Finding a maniac Platoon.
I know myself. Who changed the flow of this battlefield.
That's what my platoon did..
Lem killed the Giant..
Audi broke the enemy's advance..
Saxony would have done something. I haven't asked or heard it yet, but I'm sure I will..
There he and Ragnar sliced and cut those who appeared on the right side of the battlefield.
Ten mercenaries with flesh swords as weapons.
If you let it go, slice the allies and Bell them..
‘Well done..’
It wasn't bad. So it's okay to enjoy these cheers..
“Good.?”
Next to him, Lem giggled and said,.
“Yeah..”
Encrid was as honest as ever..
“I mean, he's an easy human being..”
Lem grunted, not trying to make fun of him..
What is so easy to admit but.
There are some who have returned at the end of the day..
“Andrew Whihayin is back.”
No matter how much Lem gets beat up..
Even if Audi threatens with soft words.
Andrew is proud that he is the squad leader of the lunatic platoon..
If you look at the blood that's getting on the pitch, you know they've been fighting pretty tough. Can.
Encrid nodded..
“Where did you cut the commander's neck? Or the giant's balls.?”
Lem, who failed to make fun of my platoon leader, changed his target to Andrew..
“Two hundred instead of one giant, I think I ben with my hands.?”
It's pretentious. No matter who hears it, it's pretentious..
It wasn't bad to hear Andrew saying it, and everyone who knew and listened to it knew it..
Something, the atmosphere within the platoon was soft.
“Damn it..”
Lem ended up giggling..
Ragnar was calm as if he had relieved something that had boiled over. It's loose and stretched somewhere, as usual..
What's more, Saxony also showed a smile..
It's Audin, I had nothing to say..
With a halo on his back, he looks like a Paladin called by God It's a great man..
He looked around gently.
The atmosphere was not warm, even though he was holding a black-red monstrosity.
Kreis looked at everyone from one side and thought, " Oh, my god.".
‘How did this result come about??’
It was one of Kreis's habits to look at the results and guess the cause..
‘It's starting with Dalian..’
One of the best in the platoon, Pride Kreis..
He had a strange air from Dalian, which he started after Encrid's return. Detected.
Rem, Ragnar, Saxony, Audin.
The atmosphere of the Four has changed, which is the main axis of force..
Feeling better? Simply put, yes..
When I dug a little more, it felt like something had cleared the core..
Dalian at once? It's the Dalian that I usually do every day.?
‘No, no..’
I saw a platoon leader fighting Frock..
I've since seen a platoon biting the ear of an enemy commander..
Whether that skill is a Valencian Mercenary sword, or another skill.
That wasn't the main thing..
Kreis has been watching my platoon leader for quite a while..
That was the same with everyone else..
‘Growth.’
It also grows by leaps and bounds.
I know I can't get to a level similar to them..
I knew the platoon leader who was firing without giving up, so I helped him..
I wanted him to stand up and walk and run..
But all of the platoon knew. I couldn't know. They have seen countless people who cannot exceed the limits of their talent.
No matter what Encrid did, it was impossible to stand by them in the end..
But what about now?.
“Power labored.”
Encrid, who opens his mouth with all of his platoon in front of him..
Looking at his back, Kreis cried..
Like any other platoon leader..
It's different from any other platoon leader..
Afternoon sunshine, warm wind, the smell of the battlefield, rusty metal and bloody, The scent of death.
Everything came together, and then I stepped back..
Kreis admitted that he was drunk on something.
Just by looking at Encrid, he seemed to have been enchanted by the spell..
It should be called spring horsepower..
Like a horse coming down on a continent.
Spring said it was a way to bear magic..
So the gaze of all the platoon members watching Encrid became similar.
No, they weren't the only ones..
Marcus's gaze was similar to that of the battalion leader, who approached from one side..
“Shout cheers..”
The battalion chief walked over and opened his mouth..
Marcus smiled and said to Encrid, who turned his head.
“Cheers to the best of the Battlefield.”
Between short, bold cheers and shouts of maniac platoons.
The battalion chief's words spread wide..
A shout burst to break the sky of spring.
We like!
It was the joy of victory, the cry of those intoxicated by the magic of spring.
It was the joy of battlefield victory..
In the end, it was the cheers for those who won the victory.
Encrid quietly enjoyed the cheers.
It wasn't bad. It wasn't really bad.
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