Chapter 151
151. About Unruly work
It was early morning..
Should we say that the end of the dawn and the beginning of the morning meet.
The training ground on one side of the regiment is orange. Smouldering..
How many people will come out to the field at this time.
If it wasn't for the patrol, Encrid would be the only one..
So at this time, you see someone in the field ahead of you. It was a rare thing..
No, I think it's the first time..
Encrid thought, and raised his right hand to his waist, and he looked military..
He was a worthy opponent..
He held yesterday's banquet, and he's the commander in charge of the city, the Border Guard..
Nodding.
Battalion Commander Marcus received the military with a nod.
Marcus was not alone. It was more unusual to be alone. Marcus's back was two more together..
Two lines in the shade of the corner of the kite field.
One of the two, Frock, took a step forward.
It's hard for the human eye to distinguish the appearance of the frock from the whole thing..
At least I could see it was different from the frock I'd ever met..
No scars on his neck..
No ferocious eyes..
Instead, he's inflating the white ball lightly with curiosity..
Curk.
The frock made a distinctive sound and glanced at Encrid's whole body with its large eyes.
From head to toe.
I went back from my feet to my head, and my gaze stayed on my face..
It will be a pleasure to tell you so clearly where my eyes are headed..
“I think we need an introduction..”
From behind, Marcus said.
It was a timely proposal..
The frock stopped clanging, and he opened his mouth..
“It's a frock..”
No, you know that. You just look at your face..
I know it's not a face, it's three fingers. It's a different species in the first place..
“It's a long horse..”
Behind him, someone else stepped out. No, it wasn't a spiral..
Encrid saw a moment of fantasy. It's my decapitation fantasy. Illusion is first, reaction is next.
Land!
The sound of a knife, a knife, and a metal rod rang out in the field of artillery.
Encrid stopped his opponent's attack with a half-drawn sword.
When did you pick it?.
If it wasn't for my instinct that I'd died so many times..
Is he dead? Or did it stop??
Neither of them was convinced..
“Stop this.?”
I heard the opponent's voice. The voice is thin and high. She was a woman with short hair tied back..
I looked mild on my dongle dongle face, black in my hands at all. Not a woman.
“Let's do more.?”
With a voice that was full of slack, the blade drove again.
What's this? I had nothing to say but that I was driven away..
Encrid saw a blade falling from his head for a moment..
I saw the blade that stabbed his stomach..
He slit his neck, he cut his arm..
He was stabbed in the thigh..
I saw a sword stabbing the instep..
I felt like I was standing bare-headed in the storm..
It's like climbing on a piece ship and facing a tidal wave..
‘If you don't get out of here right now, you die..’
The fear of death dripped.
No matter how you repeat today, there's a springboard to growth at the end of it. Even if.
It is impossible as a human being to cut out all fear and forget it..
Encrid is just a madman who knows how to fight fear..
‘If you step back..’
In the storm of blades, Encrid can avoid this if he steps back. I realized that..
Just step back and it's over..
You no longer have to stand alone in this storm..
So will you back down.
“I'm telling you to give up your dreams..”
“You're a little bit so your head hurts.?”
“Did you turn? What? Article? Mercenary babble.?”
“Sorry, it was my first real fight..”
“Return to the village. If you don't like it, you're a village vigilante, then you're a vigilante. I'm gonna sew it up..”
With giggles.
The images of those who have ever thrown their words towards themselves have grazed the image.
It's a crazy heart..
They said.
Give it up, it doesn't mean anything..
Again they asked.
Is that the way you're going right now?.
In the storm of Blades, Encrid died countless times.
But he didn't have a cancer fight, and he didn't see a voyeur..
Just died. Died again. He died countless times..
Light falls. Instead of the sun of dawn, the shadow of death is draped.
Everything hit the body with pain and pain.
The answer was already known.
All you need to do is step back..
Just one step was enough..
One step back.
The storm of the blade took hold of it. Step back, this is not the land where you will stand..
If you just step back, you'll be free from all this pain and pain. Said.
Knew and recognized.
And yet, I couldn't back down..
A step back from here is actually my swordsmanship, my disciplined body, my body I know it won't affect anything..
And yet, I couldn't back down..
I know it's all over by just stepping back..
And yet, I couldn't back down..
A faded and torn dream asks.
“That's how I'm going to be a knight.?”
My heart was not shaken by the words of those who passed on in life.
There's no reason for that..
But this isn't it..
This was not the way to do it..
The moment I made up my mind to be a knight.
Encrid had the sharpest sword..
It's will, it's belief, it's stubbornness..
When your heart breaks, you have no more place to stand..
You can't bite back half a step, or even crawl It was a good idea..
Encrid didn't even intend to back down..
Just.
‘It's not enough..’
I just realized his lack of it..
It is the coordination of the body, the sense of avoidance.
What would it have been like if you had trained yourself, if you had mastered it properly?.
Or what about the heart of the monster..
The technique of isolation and even Balaf-style martial arts would have helped.
Wipe the basic machine faithfully, apply it like a mustache and straighten the sword. What if I could stretch it out?
All of that can be the basis for getting through this situation..
Encrid could not back down..
“Stop..”
The storm ended as suddenly as it happened.
As soon as the frock was wedged in between, it disappeared like a wash.
“After.”
Encrid held his breath and spat..
His heart jumped as if it were popping out of his mouth..
My legs shook. I wanted to sit down, but I put up with it..
Instead, I looked at my opponent. Short-haired innocent girl.
Encrid focused on one aspiration.
I wanted to know what Burin Sujak is now.
“I've never seen a kid like you again, do you hold on to this without knowing how to deal with it? If you'd stayed there a little longer, you'd be dead..”
The owner, who stretched out a storm by the side of the frock, said.
“Who?”
Encrid asked, removing his lips that were not falling.
“Me? Acia.”
She took a step forward, saying.
Flapping.
The spiral woman spread the cloak she had handed over to the back of her neck and wrapped her body around me. It was a flapping cloak..
The color was red, fronting an orange morning.
Red cloak, with frock and Marcus being directly escorted Who's your opponent, then?.
“Knights of the Red Cloak?”
Encrid intoned, and the woman nodded.
“Jungisa Aciada.”
The smile of the woman was clear, the smile of the woman was clear.
That was the end of it..
Standing and looking at it, it was the best Encrid could do..
After that, the nerves were broken. My eyes were black, and the voyeur came out..
‘He's dead.?’
No, I don't think it felt like that..
It's not dead. Then this is a dream.?
Let's question ourselves again..
“It's a dream..”
The voyeur said. I still don't have a nose, so it's amazing to hear what he's saying.
“I'll watch..”
Then, what the voyeur said, Encrid had another question..
“You haven't been looking at it until now.?”
At the end of that, the ship floating in the black river seems to be tilting a little bit. and.
Suddenly, as suddenly as it began, so suddenly the dream ended.
Death of Darkness and Light.
Between them, the voyeur's last words grazed his ears.
“You're out of training today.?”
What? This sounds like why you're making fun of it.?
It could have been. Because there's no law that says you're a voyeur and you don't make fun of people..
But the tone that makes you feel weird..
Encrid ignored it..
If you're mulling over something you can't know, ignore is the answer..
By the way..
I thought I heard Saxony's voice before I fainted..
* * *
When he saw Encrid fall, Frock tried to reach out and stopped.
Someone has already held him from behind..
Maroon hair and tranquil eyes..
“You're kidding me..”
He's a quiet friend..
Frock glanced sideways, thinking.
There, a guy with a pretty rough momentum is looking at himself savagely. There were.
“What do you want to do from the morning breeze?.”
Gray hair and gray eyes, from the Western pioneers?
Then there was a big bear-like man.
“Huh, brothers and sisters, good morning, right? Can you ask my little, precious platoon leader why you are doing this??”
What, these bastards are.
Frock's a bird, I thought that was it..
Behind the three, a blonde red-eyed man with a sword was also seen.
It was a northerner who had a prominent appearance..
My hair is matted in a mess, and I have spit marks on my mouth..
‘Sword caught posture true.’
I liked it very much..
Frock came here at Marcus's request. He said he wanted to read a person's talent..
I want to know if he has the qualities to be a knight. I did it..
I stopped on my way back as soon as the battle was over at the front..
Frock's eyes were different from humans and fairies..
What talent you can't meet with training has been read.
In their discerning idiosyncrasies, experienced frock people are able to Decider, called a talent reader..
Now Helix Frock was a talented reader.
No matter what happened, it's not the level you notice as soon as you see it, but sometimes you just see it. There were times when it was enough..
Especially if it's a gem that shines alone in the mud..
Now they did..
In Frock's eyes, one in 10,000 people, one in 10,000 people pulled out of them again They were one of the talents..
“These friends?”
“Maniac Platoon.”
Marcus answered from behind. The explanation of the Great River was the plate that I heard..
You said they were crazy children..
I said it was amazing to follow my platoon leader..
‘It's a shame..’
Well, right now, I couldn't afford to reap or do it..
What's more, if you're the enemy you see right now, those who deserve this are the ones who deserve it. Not.
Just because you have that talent doesn't mean you're a knight..
In reality, you don't have to receive it..
What is an article.
It's a world where all conditions have to be met, only those who are up to their feet. It is a name for those who gather..
“It's full of funny kids..”
From behind, Acia said. She was not on the militant side. I just gave him the test he wanted at Marcus's request..
Acia said and showed both palms. I don't think I'm going to fight..
Encrid was pretty surprised to find out..
After the first strike, she put the sword in the road check house and never drew the sword. You didn't..
It was all done with momentum and pressure..
Momentum and pressure, that is, pressure, lead to the opponent being knocked out.
I literally couldn't pay for it unless I was a semi-knight..
In reality, the efficiency is very low..
It's better to just beat one and pass it out..
There's something I need to do with all my momentum around me..
I'm not sure if I'm going to be the only one who is going to be consumed..
Acia, I just did Marcus's favor..
The test to Be Sung-sung Bud Soo, that was all..
There was no violent momentum going on..
More than anything, Marcus's words drew all of them to focus..
“How is it? Can you be a knight??”
If you see a possibility, you can become a squire. It was soon to be organized under the Knights Templar..
Gifts from Marcus.
The value was not low.
What is Encrid's Dream.
What he wants, what he wants most.
Isn't a gift worth it?.
Marcus thought he was using what he learned from the political board properly..
I've prepared what you want most..
The question comes out..
Acia said first.
“No.”
Followed by frock..
“There's no way..”
What is an article.
Collect 10,000 talented people.
Of them, we cover a thousand again..
Cover a handful of those thousand people, and cover them again..
They point to those who enter their own world, and they say they are knights..
“Interest is difficult. How about you? You're interested.?”
Frock looked at one person exactly and asked.
Ragnada, a place where large, round eyes resembling frogs attract attention.
Ragnar blinked and said,.
“No work.”
He's just lazy when he leaves my platoon..
That was a rejection, understandably, because he knew it best..
‘This is true..’
The frock was a shame..
When you look at them, they look like women's frocks are really eye-catching..
It's a great place to be, so it's a great place to be in the Knights Templar. I thought..
I refuse this.?
It's a whopping offer from the Knights of the Red Cloak.?
You can't take everyone, but you can get one..
“They're funny friends. I asked you. Don't forget. Maj. Marcus, I'm sorry..”
“Alas, of course.”
Behind the scenes, Acia and Marcus are talking..
Acia took frock's back.
“What are you doing? Let's go..”
Both were bodies with a lot of work to do.
I had to go back to the capital and tell you about the Azpenean Convention that followed the victory Telegram..
There's a pile of other things to do..
“I'll be there for a few more days..”
“That, well?”
Acia looked up. The back-bound butt turned from side to side.
That's what you're talking about right now.?
“Go first..”
Frock said. Acia tried to say something and shut up..
In reality, if you go alone, you won't have a problem..
My affiliation will soon prove itself..
She was a member of the Knights of the Red Cloak..
The Frock didn't have to give a horse..
What's more, the Prok race is hedonists who can't subject my desires and interests to it. Isn't it.
So the answer was to let it go..
I thought I was interested in that red-haired soldier..
“Yeah, then..”
Acia turned to the end of the word..
And Benzene, who accidentally committed an incursion, watched all this..
I was in training in the morning when I was sick of doing something bad on the night of the banquet. I saw it all while I was trying to say something to Encrid..
Everyone didn't care about him..
That's what's great about Encrid, that it's impossible to be a knight's way..
Oh, my god, that's the kind of person that's been popular and popular..
“Give me a few days..”
Frock speaks to Marcus..
Marcus nodded.
With a stunned Encrid, the morning's meeting ended.
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