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Chapter 158

158. I was grateful to my mother, who raised my son alone..

Azpene was defeated. But it didn't fall apart..

Winning and losing is a recurring thing..

No matter how thoroughly prepared, problems arise. Defeat, yes, was just a matter to endure..

‘You could lose..’

I think it can be done..

But lost like this? All the things you've prepared are broken? I wanted to get the strategy I prepared early on, and it was all denied..

No matter how much you step back from the battlefield, you're being denied this.?

Azpene's genius strategist, Abnair, was pretty confident.

I thought it wouldn't be easy, even if it wasn't for a perfect victory..

There were one or two ships that deserved it..

He pulled the giant..

Hid power..

He guided the enemy's vigilance, and he threw out a schematic strategy..

The point of the strategy was this. Splitting the main army of Naurilia by winning the battle of circumnavigation.

So it's basic to share their main power, and from the start, Glarer. I ate it..

Defeat in a battle that should not be lost, it's matted into a mess It was the beginning of everything.

When one of the bookshelves fell, it fell over the surrounding bookshelves. It's a fight..

“It's not a bad idea..”

Improbable. Then he came out alone. Abnair swept my green hair with his hand.

Under the bright sunshine, I saw a child playing outside the window..

A couple of servants chase a child..

Then the child waved to the window. Abnair opened the window and leaned his elbow against the window.

After shaking his hand at the child, he enjoyed the sun.

The day was good. This is the season when temperatures are rising.

I saw a child raising himself on a madden swing outside..

Look at the child in the eyes and multiply the beginning of the operation. Abnair did that..

‘Why?’

Why Defeated.

The defeat of the entire battlefield was the beginning of the detour.

A few papers grazed my head..

To go back and find the cause of defeat.

I went to the beginning of it, the beginning of it, the beginning of it..

‘From Soldier Duels.’

It started to get stuck there, after Mitch Heurian died..

In the end, the activities of those who showed unexpected force in the battle of the detour There were.

What was at the heart of it, who was there.

There was a name in the report Abnair received..

It was sent shortly before the death of the allied commander..

Maniac Platoon, Platoon Leader Encrid..

The name is not strange, so I multiply it, and I sent an assassin from the Heurian family. He was an author..

The only platoon leader? Was that the author the beginning of all this fighting?.

I don't know. From now on, it was purely persimmon..

Bookmaker's sense and Military sense.

‘It won't be a loss..’

When the Heurian family sent an assassin, it seemed useless. Maybe that was the right answer..

Abnair is an assassin for the future, precisely for the next war after peace I decided to write it..

I still wanted to kill one platoon leader..

There's a historic guild in Azpen, so if you use it, you'll have a tail. I won't step on it..

So I arranged my thoughts, and then I moved. Remove the body from the window sill, correct it immediately, and call the Assassination Guild. Commissioned in the name of the Royal Palace.

“If you cross the border, you'll be paid three times, and you'll refuse unreasonable requests..”

To the Assassination Guild's answer, Abnair also answered. If the krona is written on it, it will be enough..

“One Platoon Leader? You're using this krona for that one.?”

It is a request for a mansion in the capital of the Principality of Azpen..

The Assassination Guild had no reason to refuse..

I'm not asking you to kill a noble with a name, I'm not asking you to kill a key member of the military. I'm not targeting you..

Only one platoon leader, if you limit the risk of crossing the border. It's an easy job.

The Assassination Guild accepted the request and moved..

That's how I culled three assassins..

“Failure?”

The Guild leader thought it was too easy to work..

“As an intermediate assassin.”

In retrospect, the biracial fairy hasn't failed before..

She was intermediate, too. Well, I sent you three for that..

“Send two..”

He's the assassin who sent him..

“Boss.”

“Another failure?”

No, this is a little weird, but why are you sending a family??

“Two intermediate assassins.?”

“Yes..”

What..

We need to send a senior assassin, but this is a huge loss..

“Send the senior..”

I do what I do. Above all, it is the direct command of the Royal Palace. It's an assassination guild, but it's essentially a Monter. The guild, called the Swamp, owns the Royal Palace..

The Guild knew that well..

If you lose the Royal palace and the chuck, you're going across the water to fill this place with assassinations..

That's how the senior assassin left..

“What, this is!”

It's the failure of an assassin to get inside ten fingers in the swamp of Monter.. I haven't heard from you..

Suddenly, a friendly wizard appears and puts an imprinted spell on his body If you didn't release it, you'd be dead..

Not surprisingly, two days later, the assassin's neck was delivered. A secret mansion hidden by the swamp of Monter.

“Put a message in the Royal Palace.”

If you proceed this way, the damage is extreme. There was something on the other side. The high-ranking assassin didn't escape, he sliced..

I'm gonna rob you of the location there.?

There is a group intervention that is superior to this one..

“That's my judgment..”

The Guild hall is intact and entered the Royal Palace.

I told you everything that happened..

He said it was difficult to progress anymore..

Abnair swallowed a laugh inside.

‘The Assassination Guild fails.?’

It was improbable. I can't afford more hands, I can't afford more hands..

“Let's leave it..”

Abnair gave up..

I was busy inside Azpen because I had more power on this side..

If there's something to the author.

If there really is something.

‘I'll see you again next time..’

Abnair threw the name Griencrid back.

If you're destined to meet on the battlefield,.

What to do if you conform to That Fate.

He was not the one who would end up being assassinated..

* * *

The shadows lingered around the barracks for days. If you observe the familiar body, the tinker, you'll guess that you're the same person. Disguise difficult to do.

Saxony, who was in front of him, killed his footsteps and put up with his breathing..

He killed the spirit perfectly for the disturbance of the senses..

‘What is this?.’

He's an assassin. I recognized it at a glance. It was a homoerotic industry..

The fine thread was released from Saxony's hand. Thick with black ink and special greasing to prevent light reflection Thread..

It was wrapped around the assassin's neck..

Before the assassin responds, he pulls the poudduck thread. He took his back with his elbow and split his neck bone half-way with a tight pulling force.

Straight-and his head was bent to the side.

If the neck bone is broken, it dies. It's a matter of course..

Saxony literally looked at the dead..

If you weren't yourself, it would have been tricky to deal with?

The Saxony side of the Border Guard is not a combatant, it's an informant..

That doesn't mean you're going to lose your soul..

‘Third.’

Come back after the battle, it's the third raid in three months..

The third was the one who planned and stayed on the wall of the barracks..

For three days, he mimicked beggars, old men, merchants, and every time he wore a different disguise. He's the one who's coming..

‘Pretty bastard..’

These guys come into the city where they stay. The target you're targeting seems to be inside the barracks..

If you're a squadron leader, a battalion leader, or a nobleman, you're in a different way. It would have moved..

The first ones pretended to be recruits..

Their goal was too clear.

‘Maniac Platoon.’

I followed the flow, and I saw a target..

He was a platoon leader. I aimed at Encrid..

But the Encrid doesn't come out of the barracks or the haze for three months. I was trying to get into the station..

“They're crazy bastards..”

Let's just get one platoon leader. Put this power in.?

On the wall of the barracks, hidden by two large trees, a body is wrapped around the shoulder Saxony moves away from people's eyes, and the bum stays. I put the body down the alley on the side..

Hold your sleeping position, buy a bottle of alcohol, sprinkle it around your body and next to it Put it..

If you do this, you'll be considered a dead bum without looking for a sign..

Saxony processed the body and entered the red light district..

He was a regular guest of the Red Light district.

As he came, a couple of courtesans glanced at him..

It's not really common to look like that..

Sachsen ignored all eyes and became a regular guest and entered the room.

Young blonde beauty inside him smashes him into Van La.

When Sachsen bent a few left fingers and spread out his will in sign language, the woman I opened my mouth..

“I don't have ears to hear..”

“The problem is?”

“No more problems..”

Earlier, a mixed-race fairy assassin missed entering the city.

Even if you didn't spray snow all over the city, this would mean.

Saxony took that to heart. My pride was hurt..

Later, the assassin killed the tribe who was coming in quick succession..

The more you stay on the Border Guard, the more you do other assassins or similar things. I won't let anyone in..

This wasn't necessarily what someone was trying to do with the platoon leader..

It was never..

Saxony, leaning his back against the door, is as expressionless as always.

The woman looked at him carefully and opened her mouth..

“They're the swamp kids of Monter. What do we do??”

The Swamp of Monter was an assassination guild with roots in Azpen.

“Let me know that this is my district. In our way.”

The incoming tribe, crossing the line, was killed. The woman nodded.

That might be an altercation between the guilds..

It's probably a war that no one knows..

That's where she belongs..

Later, Saxony spent the night with her.

They were involved in work, they were physically coveting each other..

They're close to lovers..

The woman opened her eyes in the early dawn, and let a couple of subordinates of the body killed by Saxony Cut his throat..

I sent it to one of Monter's swamp grounds..

It was a warning..

If you mess with the warning, the regret is up to the messer..

Since then, the swamp of Monter has not been messed up..

It was worth it.

If they move Azpen to the stage, they're going to have to move it..

This was the people who moved the continent to the stage..

* * *

“This is right.?”

Kreis asked, looking up the insidious backstreet. I saw a floor mixed with a bad smell and filth that I didn't want to tread on..

It was an alleyway near where the bum was staying..

Kreis's question was about Saxony..

Encrid also took a swipe at him..

I asked if I couldn't get a whistle bag when I was saving stuff like this..

“Available.”

Saxony, who said so, asked him to follow. That's how it spirals..

I thought I wouldn't have time for this because I was busy in the fort..

You almost come into the barracks to look around the red lights and places like this. I didn't..

Saxony did not pretend to hear Kreis. If you think it's not worth it, you don't react. It was the usual Saxony..

This is a silence that means that this is right. Sometimes Silence is the Answer.

I asked Chris, but he didn't..

It's a little dirty. It's not going to fit in..

“This way..”

Sachsen spoke involuntarily and stepped inside..

Encrid followed..

Blacksmith, I was trying to find a good blacksmith..

I already knew you didn't have an answer..

After you've already recognized Kreis, you've already recognized him..

I followed Encrid's back frock..

Somehow, Ester came with me..

As we entered the filth-strewn alleyway, Ester climbed the wall and climbed the roof. I walked down the street..

“That's a monster..”

Ruagarne, who saw it, said.

Encrid half agreed. He's like a young man..

Luagarne wore frock-only boots. Eight rows to tighten the instep and a solid wooden base It was a unique form.

Every time she walks, the stone floor and shoes meet and crackle It's crunched..

“This is it..”

Saxony stopped and said.

I had a lot of things to prepare for the trip, too, to leave for the mission. Encrid, among them, wanted to take some whistle daggers..

“……I have a lot of guests today..”

The old woman, who had left the door open and laid a seat right in front of the door, said. He was a blonde with crystal balls and faded curly hair, wrinkled hands, and a fortune teller.

“I'm here.?”

Encrid is a body that has been through all this and that. Black market? I've been doing it quite a bit. I've also seen an illegal slave market held in Amamri during my mercenary years.

It's not the black market, it's an old fortune teller.?

Whistle daggery was a difficult thing to obtain. Such a weapon that you can't see on the black market.

That's for this soothsayer.?

“Yes..”

Sachsen replied and beckoned. It was sign language. I don't know what that sign language means, but it was the right sign. The old woman snorted and snorted.

The act of blowing that snort seems like permission. I was not mistaken..

“The stuff you get?”

Fortune teller asked.

“The more the whistle, the better..”

The answer was Encrid..

“Payment?”

“From here..”

Encrid put out Kreis..

“Yeah, I have to pay..”

Even though I knew I was going out reluctantly, it was exciting outwardly. Kreis unscrewed his pockets properly..

It's not a way to make a profit by investing..

“I'll send you to the unit..”

“I know who I am.?”

The old woman, a fortune teller, laughed as Encrid asked him back..

“I don't know the name of the battalion leader in this city right now, but anyone who doesn't know your name. There won't be..”

What else is this?.

I tried to ask more, but the soothsayer walked on the left side, and the crystal ball and my I started taking tools to the main island of the main island..

“So, iman..”

I'm gonna grab an old woman who goes into my house and ask her what she's going to do..

It wasn't the skill I'd done once or twice to organize things. It's a good place to stay, but it's a good place to stay. It's over..

Sometimes, but I was questioned..

How does Saxony know a place like this?.

I can't save Chris. He's got two hands on it..

I don't ask you how you know that. The purpose is the whistle, not Saxony's past..

“Can you really save me? I don't have faith in the Spirit..”

Kreis muttered from the side. It's a basic friend who doubts Massa..

“If you can't get it, stop it..”

Encrid spoke and walked. When I came out, I was going to take something like this from the market..

For example, stop at a jerky shop and a blacksmith shop where the seasoning is awesome, and look at the armor. I wanted to..

The day is hot, so I can wear a gambison. That doesn't mean you can't go out with your bare body..

I thought about the wide-brimmed leather armor..

The original leather armor was abandoned.

I'm trying to put it on, but one day Ester broke it all off with his claws. I let it go..

“I think the price of armor is to sell your claws and pay for it..”

Let's talk to Ester, who walks on the roof, about that idea.

“Kirr.”

The leopard vomited a low cry.

That sounded like saying don't be funny..

Encrid was just a throw-away horse. It's a joke..

Then I'm going to stop at the jerky house and order this and that..

“Thank you..”

The owner said a loud greeting..

“What?”

As Encrid looked up, the master bowed his head twice more.

I saw a white satchel between the parietal area..

“Thanks. The mother of an ugly son, the man who saved her son, gave her a krona. Would you like to receive it. Take as much as you want..”

“On?”

Encrid did not know. He just fought as best he could..

I risked my life..

I just fired to move on..

Because I fought and fought..

“Thank you, because without your son, this body doesn't mean to live..”

I was grateful to my mother, who raised my son alone..

Battlefield, what happened there.

There were many people who saved their lives because of Encrid..

And they were all rooted in the border Guard.

“Armor, give me half that..”

“I think this would be better if it was a leather bucket..”

“Are boots still fine? There's a new one. If I get that platoon, I'm gonna size it up and make it all up..”

“I have nothing but flowers..”

“Take this..”

“I'm gonna eat an apple.?”

“It's a collection of dried fruits..”

“Can I get you some charcoal??”

The market traders who haven't seen Encrid all three months have their He was a hero..

It was something I didn't really think about as an Encrid..

“Chet, I feel good..”

It was like what Kreis was saying next to him, Encrid..

I didn't necessarily do anything to save someone..

I also kept it in my mind to protect those around me..

It's a new idea..

What is an article.

‘Keeper.’

Someone who needs to keep my people's laughter and build their beliefs.

For Encrid, it was a satisfying foreign oil and a day for Puck..