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Chapter 193

193. Take care of yourself. (1)

Marcus reported in the middle of the night..

“Every time you see it, you're surprised..”

Starting with admiration.

“Thanks..”

Expressed gratitude close to the rite.

For most ordinary soldiers, not now that the stage should how my head Guernsey.

Encrid said it was a coincidence, and he only listed the facts in a clear way..

That was the end of it..

“That's right..”

After Marcus ' greeting, he left the Oval office..

The rest of it, head of the Border Guard, so Marcus is going to take care of it..

Then I finished the report and came out. The captain of the fairy squadron came along as if to meet him and said, " Oh, my god." His gaze was thrown far ahead..

It was the treatment and tone of the castle's absence..

“Tonight together? Before marriage, you have to keep your virginity, so you have to sleep with your hands.”

“I'll sleep without my hands. Alone. In my barracks.”

“That's right..”

Is that really a joke?.

After splitting with the Fairy Squadron and returning to the barracks, Encrid wiped his sweat I washed my cum with water, and when I came back, I took a seat on the bed..

Water fell from wet hair. When I whisked the water with my hands, I thought that my hair had grown quite a bit again.

“I just set up sleep. If you're coming, you're hot, bastards..”

“Everything is in the will of the Lord, pray. Brothers, Sisters..”

“He said something happened.?”

“Kyarung.”

“Uh, the situation was so wild that the black knife came like this..”

Everyone gave me a word, and I went to bed as usual..

No, I didn't just sleep. At least Encrid did..

He closed his eyes and reclaimed the fight of the previous one.

Win or lose, overwhelm or not..

Every battle has something to learn. I've learned that, and I've done that..

It was the same this time..

There was no change in the fact that you literally rotted your opponent..

So I went to sleep, repeating my return, and in my dream, ten white lions came over me..

But this time, it was not. It was worth dealing with. Was only to fight.

Encrid felt the extent of his growth as if he were incoherent.

‘I have to say it's funny..’

What was his original battlefield like.

This is the place where I was born to live..

This is where I didn't step out to not die. I had to look at it from the rear, not from the front, so I could survive. That's where it is..

By the way, now?

My heart tickled even though I knew it was a dream. After a long time of training and training. What was he originally hoping for.

If you overlap these thoughts, your dreams will be broken..

Is this a voyeur virtue?.

It was a dream, but it was a reality..

The strange thing is that Ester fought with him next to him, and he wasn't a leopard. It was gonna..

Pale white skin and smooth skin, black robes up It was black and shiny..

It was like clothes made of expensive materials.

“That's you.?”

“……If this is the case, don't pretend to know the world.?”

This is what else you're talking about..

Even if you're not a leopard, you recognize your face, even if you think of Encrid herself. Puck was a marvel..

But I don't want anyone to recognize that black hair and blue eyes.?

I told him not to pretend to know, so I did. It's a dream, but I ignored it..

‘But it's not my dream.?’

I think the person from one side of my head is the problem..

Soon a group of white lions began to rush in. Ten White lions wielded nails and cimeters, but at first they splashed blood The fight later became a dance..

And then you didn't ask me how I learned the Valencian Mercenary Sword..

At that moment, it didn't feel important.

Rather.

‘I wanted to die, and all of a sudden I seemed to have a lot of joy in my life..’

It's a strange signee. Even its appearance was so. It didn't look like a normal sign..

A dream is a dream, a thing to do is a thing to do.

The lion came out, but the dream, which was close to the dog's dream, quickly blurred and disappeared..

With his eyes open, Encrid looked at the ceiling of the barracks and raised himself.

It's summer, it's dawn, but it's already bright outside..

So, what to do.

You can start with the technique of isolation.

After that, you can put time for swordsmanship training and concentration in the middle of the day..

I didn't miss the Tangum ceremony and the five senses..

Saxony didn't tell me..

“Training is done every day. In particular, the training of the sensory system is added day by day, so I don't miss it.”

That's similar to Audi's idea. The technique of isolation is also the same idea..

“Brother, I don't mean to take a day off and double the next day.. It's just hurting your body. I do it every day. Every day, every day, every day, brother, have you heard?”

Somehow, no matter how he emphasized the words, he was in his ear..

That did not mean that the daily training was painful. Encrid also took it for granted..

This is the beginning of a day of checking, returning and training what you have.

Whatever happened yesterday, between Encrid spending the same today.

Marcus, the head of the city and admiring Encrid last night, The black sword's gold coin is so thick that the face of the man who ate it is very thick. I was checking her out..

This was, in a sense, an object of admiration..

* * *

Dunbakel told me everything he knew..

It was the same after he was in prison..

“Go to a place called the Border Guard and make a moderate fuss. This was an order. Me? I'm half mercenary. It is impossible to know the beginning of this day. But I'm sure there's a kite with someone in the city..”

In Signor's words, Marcus didn't even ask who it was..

Instead, he called an aristocrat who took bribes to prison. He came down to the prison with an escort, and asked if he knew anything. The answer is this..

“I don't know..”

He made a brief impression, and then said again, " Oh, my god.".

“Scumbag signee, speak straight. Are you really a black knife? Do you believe in the bullshit of a mercenary moving on a few gold coins like this??”

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. Marcus is deeply sorry for the fact that the man who took the gold coin put the sign in front of him. It was absurd..

I can't really slice this off..

Marcus took his eye from the aristocrat altogether..

If you look at it, I think you really want to kill it..

That didn't mean I was going to let it go..

How do you just leave the midget like this?.

‘You can't slice it in the city..’

Still, he's an aristocrat. If this happens in the Border Guard, we can move on to the ground right now. There is a high probability of problems.

No matter how you do it..

‘It may become a weakness when active in the middle. No, it's going to be a problem..’

If you think about what's going on afterwards, that's not going to happen..

‘So what do we do?.’

Thanks to the nickname War Buff, you don't know the dark side of the war. I used to look at him as a person, but he didn't sound like it..

The Central aristocracy, too, is a must to be a man of power..

Marcus was a politician, and he had the talent to hit the back of people..

Marcus ate his heart, mulled it, and concluded.

I can't use my hand here, so I need it once I get it out, every time I get it to work. Why don't you attach a friend who brings you more achievements??

‘If you just send it with you, I think you'll solve it..’

Encrid, that dude..

I didn't send a patrol. I just left it in the barracks, but I cut the black knife elite by myself, and Manticore. He made blood cakes, and the head of the social figure that came there was a head. He's missing..

That was last night..

‘Let's just send it to you.?’

So what if nothing happens? That's what you need to do if you leave it as it is..

‘Once seemingly spend it like that.’

The black knives didn't work. You can't just leave it..

Marcus has a sneaky heart, he applies it to his mouth and straightens it. Spat.

“Martai organized an army..”

This is the truth. In fact, the war against the Border Guard, a bastard who is a general in a mercenary city We're preparing..

I still know only some bright ears, but the city war is about to break out. It will be soon for the rumors to spread..

“And we don't have troops to support..”

The talking Marcus took a step aside.

Flurries.

Because it is underground, the light of the torch on the wall illuminates half his face, and the rest Made half darker.

His face seemed to agonize over the safety of the city.

Martai has a demonstrable military advantage. Marcus knows that. The aristocrat knows that..

You know that, you know, you're talking about a black knife..

As a conductor and a representative of the city, it's something that's worth agonizing about..

“How about hiring them as mercenaries??”

He did not clarify the subject, but the ear of the nobleman stood erect.

You can't recognize a black sword as a superior. But the bandits don't do mercenaries.?

So it was the purpose of hiring in moderation and using it for this job..

The aristocrat, Bancento, who took the money of the black sword, had his ears twitched at the words I stood up, but I tried not to throw the tee out..

In fact, the look was grave.

When I finally heard the words I was waiting for, Bancento opened his mouth and said, " Oh, my god." It seemed to contradict him, and he swallowed a word..

The failure of the raid caused the whole thing to cross the water..

Would this have worn Marcus's heart out? I didn't know..

‘If hired as a mercenary, and later in such an order to be brought in.’

Bancento, who saved my life when he was a child, became an adult imperceptibly., I took power..

The taste of Dadidan power pickled his brain.

He was not properly aware of the situation. He also had the skills of an escort sent from the black sword that stood by him..

“The year I was caught is a signy bitch called Dunbakel. It's not difficult to deal with, but I stopped ten raids alone. It would be a lie. With those ten, even me takes time, even preparing for a night raid. Don't do it and stop it on your own? That maniac platoon must have moved all along. Manticore? I don't know that. It wouldn't be better to doubt whether you're just spreading bullshit.?”

Manticore's dead body was immediately hidden by the Gilpin Guild and swallowed, only to be rumored. Left..

The higher level of magic is the higher the value of the dead body itself. Kreis was thinking of disassembling and selling it, so of course it was hidden in the Guild. It was only a thing, but it was good to buy a misunderstanding.

‘What is Manticore and where is it made?.’

One of the common strategies before the war. It's a manual thing to do because you know it's disadvantageous to fight, to inflate your body..

It will be Marcus's ploy..

Now that the raid is on, let's inflate this altogether..

In that way, it's going to bring him up as an Encrid..

Bancento didn't even try to dig into the situation properly.

The same was true of the escort sent by the Black Sword..

I know Encrid has changed. I know there's quite a lot of platoon members under him..

‘If you stick it right..’

Being strong doesn't mean surviving. He who survives is strong..

If you fight, you have to kill yourself, even if you don't win yourself..

He was arrogant.

Bancento was already painting a rosy future. These things hardened their heads. Narrowed the field of view.

Instead of saying that Bancento, who reminded me of those things, knew the great thing, Dunbakel. Turning his eyes toward him, he said.

“I don't think he's a famous mercenary..”

Without tinnitus, mercenaries are usually treated like that.

“You execute him. When do you want to depart?”

Marcus, looking at Bancento, wanted to see how this bastard got to this spot..

But this is the downside of the way around. No talent. Rare.

I think there's a lot of talent in the barracks right now, but I think there's a lot of talent in the barracks..

“Good tomorrow. Before marching from Martai.”

Excuse me..

Bancento looked satisfied and his face was wide open..

Marcus, too, was satisfied, but he was seemingly immersed in it..

The remaining signee, Dunbakel, was buried in the darkness in silence..

“Execution, not now, but later..”

All she got was a little respite from death..

* * *

This was the beginning..

“Martai says he made a ridiculous request, did you hear? I don't think this is the only thing that needs to be supported in the center..”

Benzene. If it's not today, I came to Encrid and opened my mouth..

Kreis's dialect burst as he heard it from the side..

“What's the support, I can't come. No, he won't come. Because? Do you know how to explain this? Okay. Let me tell you. In the south, the war against demons broke out significantly. It doesn't matter if you mess with the devil, but it's the strongest in the south that borders it. The great nation, Richinstetten, put his hand in his hand. In many ways, it took the country's good fortune. It's Liechinstetten, which will bring a bunch of demons to power, and it's on the contrary. The Guard stopped Azpen, proved his powerlessness on the island, and earned his time.. If it's not Azpens, it's not an internal battle, it's not a central one. Even if another group was involved here, the Viscount Bantra to the west and Count Molesen. Originally, it would be best to ask for support from two noble forces. Well, I think it won't. It's Bantra, in fact, the hound of Count Molsen. Count Molesen is a great man who does not move without gain. I have me..”

Encrid finds out this from the seat of the bird, and it's amazing to see Kreis. It was followed..

More than anything, it's amazing to have a mouth that talks about it without a break..

“It doesn't hurt your neck.?”

“Yes? What's this much. I once tried to do five roles in a puppet theater.”

He's also a great talent..

It's not easy to drag the pole with five people on your own. I'll do it..

If you saw the usual Kreis, it wouldn't have been a rough thing either..

If it's a Krona, he's the one who mortgaged his soul..

“And how many peddlers are going to and from this city? The Border Guard is a fortress city, but its distinctive features are the best in the north of Naurilia It is also a trading city. If you tilt your ears, you can hear the words, this is it. That's the problem and the key to this..”

Kreis put his palm behind my ear and said, " Oh, my god.".

There was a sense of wonder in the tone, but where is this?.

We usually call people who predict the future.

One is a fortune teller, the other is a cheater.

Kreis was neither a fortune teller nor a crook. I was just born with an eye to read the bandwagon..

“There's the black swords, there's the socializing, there's the bad in many ways.. You don't want to go out to the Border Guard and move to another city, do you? Captain?”

The last question wasn't even heard by earlobe..

Even if you leave, the rest of the people are left.?

“Are you serious about that? I'm not going to protect the city.!”

Benzene was mad..

Kreis didn't mean anything serious. Encrid knew that..

“Nene, we need to protect it..”

“If you have anything to eat, do your job. Wangnun..”

Encrid took Benzene's side..

“I want to respond like Rem when this happens. Are you on someone else's side now? I think you're gonna be a little upset, right? Can you fit in? That's the right thing to do.?”

Whether his puppet career was not a bluff, he did a pretty plausible impersonation. It was plausible to say, with a clatter and a clatter on his legs and a bleep on his lips..

“Huh? Wangnun wants to put an axe instead of a flower over his head, that's it..”

The problem is that Lem was coming right forward to the barracks..

“……That's not it..”

“Benzone must have come again. Sim Sim Hache?”

Lem renamed Benzens in his own way and gave him a word more. Benzens didn't pretend to hear..

That was the way it was..

“Fiance, it's a call..”

The fairy squadron said just outside the perimeter of the training ground. Put your upper body and face right over the small fence.

Why is the fortress a face that you see more often than heralds? It's a call from the battalion chief, but why is the squadron moving?.

“I wanted to see you, so I volunteered..”

“……Is that so??”

Encrid, well, I'm used to fairy jokes, so I can laugh at this now. I could pass it without it..

“Wangnun, you seem to need training. Come on, I've been making this guy a great express soldier for a while. I can leave it..”

From behind, Lem gave Kreis something similar to a death sentence..

“Together, let's go together! Captain! Captain!”

Encrid turned around, begging for Kreis's honor..

I think Lem is dissatisfied in many ways, sometimes like that. It will also be important to relax your mood.

Sewed Ae-ae-ae!

Soon I heard a pig picking from behind, but Encrid ignored it..

“Murder in the squad is strictly prohibited..”

The fairy captain looked behind him and said, " Oh, my god.".

“I'm not killing you..”

When Encrid replied, the fairy captain thought for a moment and said.

“You'll be good at taking care of yourself..”

Somehow, it was a tone full of faith..

Then as he walked into the oval office, Marcus said, " Oh, my god, I'm not going to do that.".

“Only one mission. I want you to go as an envoy..”

This is before the military is raised. It's a very urgent tone..

“If you're an envoy.?”

“Oh, maybe mercenaries should be hired. So.”

Envoys and mercenaries, aren't the words that match..

I heard that the battle with Martai was really close to his nose..

By the way, that's really a threat.?

“Let me go as an envoy of the Black Sword bandits. Oh, not as an actual envoy, but as an escort..”

Words that don't fit more than envoys and mercenaries..

Envoys and Bandits.

Escort there.

But why is the battalion chief's eyes so unnerving?.

It was full of expectations. His eyes shone as if he had put a star in them..

Encrid said it was terribly strange..