Chapter 725: Lack of human resources, part 104 ~ edge ① ~
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Fostina was searching for someone to follow in the confused fort. Sure, she's supposed to be here, too, so I'll see if I can't see her.
"Will there be a supply unit for the mercenary regiment?
"Oh, then I just came from the rear. At all, they'll come at a good time. The bandages and pills were almost gone. There's no Arnelia's help this time, so I'm relying on this kind of primitive treatment."
"But that would be normal. You can't expect Arnelian miracles from your normal life."
"Treatments like this are common in skirmishes on the border, but people still die. We can barely handle it, don't you think?
"Because it's war."
"We're not doing this because we want to, because we want to do it up there."
"Not that I wanted to do it on top of that either."
Fostina cut up the conversation and left the scene to avoid being a soldier's dissatisfied listener. A soldier's stupidity is good, but now he has things to do. You have to pursue a project that you have set as your own mission. To that end, I needed her cooperation.
Fostina was sure. This hands-on goodness says she must be on the scene. Fostina searches early enough for the figure she seeks by sewing between people. Then the person disappeared so much that he appeared.
"Are you still there, Jessia?"
"Oh, it's not Fostina. It's strange to meet someone like this."
The two walked over and gave a gentle hug. But the moment we embraced each other, we saw each other sharply.
"Fostina, do you mean you're here?
"Being here is another requirement, but it's going to turn out that way. Can you give us a minute?
"Of course you do, let's go to my carriage. They won't listen to me there."
Jessia quickly closed the curtain as she led Fostina to her carriage. Jessia's carriage securely handles soundproofing for urgent business discussions. This was a fact I didn't know except for Jessia.
In that carriage that carried all the luggage out, the two began to speak even more modestly.
"Well, let's hear what's going on."
"Actually..."
Fostina and Jessia often did not come out of the carriage. Few, however, were aware of the fact, but only the impulses that had spared them time saw the two of them.
"Layer, do you have a minute?
"... what?
The line called off layers moving around with their luggage and invited them to a room in the building. It was a simple operating meeting room and a room with soundproofing magic. It could only be used by the regular army by nature, but it is practically no longer operational within the army. The line knows about it, too, so they're acting bold.
When the line made sure no one had seen it, it closed the door. Inside, the layers stand at a little distance. The place was out in between lines, knowing or not.
"(You know my time? I'm sure you haven't shown your presence...)"
"Hey, what can I do for you? I'm still busy at work, so I have to go."
The line was just a little stunned by the layers who spoke calmly. But the line is not foolish enough to be fooled by word butts. Layer's footing was an alarmless structure that could always be fought on the back of his back. But there will be evidence that he is still inexperienced in combat. The line laughed a little relieved and walked over indefensibly to the layer.
On the contrary, the layer was bewildered by such a line, and he stood still poking at it without knowing what to do.
"Hey, Layer, you want to be strong?
"... it's time to hide it from you."
"Oh, yeah. So, what do you say?
"... oh, I want to be. I used to think it didn't matter, but now I want to try to be strong"
"Why?"
"I want to know what I can do with one sword. So tell me the sword."
The word was the heart of the layer. It was found that there were many people in the realm who had tried to seal their abilities as monsters themselves, but could not reach them even after liberating them. Then how much stronger can I be? A very natural struggle existed there as a fighter.
Layer saw and realized how to fight the line. The beauty of movement in battle, not just leaving it to strength and momentum to wave the sword. I found that a useless movement based on theory and law was not enough for me.
Is it possible for you to learn to move like a line when you are a beast? Layers kept asking themselves that after the battle. But if I couldn't learn, I understood that the battle ahead would be tough. At least, he said the Lord of the Last Voice wouldn't even have the art of fighting.
That could have been the first hope I ever had for a layer without the art of expressing what I wanted. That's why Layer went into incredible behavior if he was himself a while ago. I didn't know the time was coming for me to bow my head and ask people for things.
Rhine, on the other hand, looked at Layer's straight eyes and stroked his head as if he had seen something delicious. Layers were caressed but left behind because of unexpected things.
Continued
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Fostina was searching for someone to follow in the confused fort. Sure, she's supposed to be here, too, so I'll see if I can't see her.
"Will there be a supply unit for the mercenary regiment?
"Oh, then I just came from the rear. At all, they'll come at a good time. The bandages and pills were almost gone. There's no Arnelia's help this time, so I'm relying on this kind of primitive treatment."
"But that would be normal. You can't expect Arnelian miracles from your normal life."
"Treatments like this are common in skirmishes on the border, but people still die. We can barely handle it, don't you think?
"Because it's war."
"We're not doing this because we want to, because we want to do it up there."
"Not that I wanted to do it on top of that either."
Fostina cut up the conversation and left the scene to avoid being a soldier's dissatisfied listener. A soldier's stupidity is good, but now he has things to do. You have to pursue a project that you have set as your own mission. To that end, I needed her cooperation.
Fostina was sure. This hands-on goodness says she must be on the scene. Fostina searches early enough for the figure she seeks by sewing between people. Then the person disappeared so much that he appeared.
"Are you still there, Jessia?"
"Oh, it's not Fostina. It's strange to meet someone like this."
The two walked over and gave a gentle hug. But the moment we embraced each other, we saw each other sharply.
"Fostina, do you mean you're here?
"Being here is another requirement, but it's going to turn out that way. Can you give us a minute?
"Of course you do, let's go to my carriage. They won't listen to me there."
Jessia quickly closed the curtain as she led Fostina to her carriage. Jessia's carriage securely handles soundproofing for urgent business discussions. This was a fact I didn't know except for Jessia.
In that carriage that carried all the luggage out, the two began to speak even more modestly.
"Well, let's hear what's going on."
"Actually..."
Fostina and Jessia often did not come out of the carriage. Few, however, were aware of the fact, but only the impulses that had spared them time saw the two of them.
"Layer, do you have a minute?
"... what?
The line called off layers moving around with their luggage and invited them to a room in the building. It was a simple operating meeting room and a room with soundproofing magic. It could only be used by the regular army by nature, but it is practically no longer operational within the army. The line knows about it, too, so they're acting bold.
When the line made sure no one had seen it, it closed the door. Inside, the layers stand at a little distance. The place was out in between lines, knowing or not.
"(You know my time? I'm sure you haven't shown your presence...)"
"Hey, what can I do for you? I'm still busy at work, so I have to go."
The line was just a little stunned by the layers who spoke calmly. But the line is not foolish enough to be fooled by word butts. Layer's footing was an alarmless structure that could always be fought on the back of his back. But there will be evidence that he is still inexperienced in combat. The line laughed a little relieved and walked over indefensibly to the layer.
On the contrary, the layer was bewildered by such a line, and he stood still poking at it without knowing what to do.
"Hey, Layer, you want to be strong?
"... it's time to hide it from you."
"Oh, yeah. So, what do you say?
"... oh, I want to be. I used to think it didn't matter, but now I want to try to be strong"
"Why?"
"I want to know what I can do with one sword. So tell me the sword."
The word was the heart of the layer. It was found that there were many people in the realm who had tried to seal their abilities as monsters themselves, but could not reach them even after liberating them. Then how much stronger can I be? A very natural struggle existed there as a fighter.
Layer saw and realized how to fight the line. The beauty of movement in battle, not just leaving it to strength and momentum to wave the sword. I found that a useless movement based on theory and law was not enough for me.
Is it possible for you to learn to move like a line when you are a beast? Layers kept asking themselves that after the battle. But if I couldn't learn, I understood that the battle ahead would be tough. At least, he said the Lord of the Last Voice wouldn't even have the art of fighting.
That could have been the first hope I ever had for a layer without the art of expressing what I wanted. That's why Layer went into incredible behavior if he was himself a while ago. I didn't know the time was coming for me to bow my head and ask people for things.
Rhine, on the other hand, looked at Layer's straight eyes and stroked his head as if he had seen something delicious. Layers were caressed but left behind because of unexpected things.
Continued
Fostina was searching for someone to follow in the confused fort. Sure, she's supposed to be here, too, so I'll see if I can't see her."Will there be a supply unit for the mercenary regiment? "Oh, then I just came from the rear. At all, they'll come at a good time. The bandages and pills were almost gone. There's no Arnelia's help this time, so I'm relying on this kind of primitive treatment.""But that would be normal. You can't expect Arnelian miracles from your normal life.""Treatments like this are common in skirmishes on the border, but people still die. We can barely handle it, don't you think? "Because it's war.""We're not doing this because we want to, because we want to do it up there.""Not that I wanted to do it on top of that either."Fostina cut up the conversation and left the scene to avoid being a soldier's dissatisfied listener. A soldier's stupidity is good, but now he has things to do. You have to pursue a project that you have set as your own mission. To that end, I needed her cooperation.Fostina was sure. This hands-on goodness says she must be on the scene. Fostina searches early enough for the figure she seeks by sewing between people. Then the person disappeared so much that he appeared."Are you still there, Jessia?""Oh, it's not Fostina. It's strange to meet someone like this."The two walked over and gave a gentle hug. But the moment we embraced each other, we saw each other sharply."Fostina, do you mean you're here? "Being here is another requirement, but it's going to turn out that way. Can you give us a minute? "Of course you do, let's go to my carriage. They won't listen to me there."Jessia quickly closed the curtain as she led Fostina to her carriage. Jessia's carriage securely handles soundproofing for urgent business discussions. This was a fact I didn't know except for Jessia.In that carriage that carried all the luggage out, the two began to speak even more modestly."Well, let's hear what's going on.""Actually..."Fostina and Jessia often did not come out of the carriage. Few, however, were aware of the fact, but only the impulses that had spared them time saw the two of them."Layer, do you have a minute? "... what? The line called off layers moving around with their luggage and invited them to a room in the building. It was a simple operating meeting room and a room with soundproofing magic. It could only be used by the regular army by nature, but it is practically no longer operational within the army. The line knows about it, too, so they're acting bold.When the line made sure no one had seen it, it closed the door. Inside, the layers stand at a little distance. The place was out in between lines, knowing or not."You know my time? I'm sure you haven't shown your presence...""Hey, what can I do for you? I'm still busy at work, so I have to go."The line was just a little stunned by the layers who spoke calmly. But the line is not foolish enough to be fooled by word butts. Layer's footing was an alarmless structure that could always be fought on the back of his back. But there will be evidence that he is still inexperienced in combat. The line laughed a little relieved and walked over indefensibly to the layer.On the contrary, the layer was bewildered by such a line, and he stood still poking at it without knowing what to do."Hey, Layer, you want to be strong? "... it's time to hide it from you.""Oh, yeah. So, what do you say? "... oh, I want to be. I used to think it didn't matter, but now I want to try to be strong""Why?""I want to know what I can do with one sword. So tell me the sword."The word was the heart of the layer. It was found that there were many people in the realm who had tried to seal their abilities as monsters themselves, but could not reach them even after liberating them. Then how much stronger can I be? A very natural struggle existed there as a fighter.Layer saw and realized how to fight the line. The beauty of movement in battle, not just leaving it to strength and momentum to wave the sword. I found that a useless movement based on theory and law was not enough for me.Is it possible for you to learn to move like a line when you are a beast? Layers kept asking themselves that after the battle. But if I couldn't learn, I understood that the battle ahead would be tough. At least, he said the Lord of the Last Voice wouldn't even have the art of fighting.That could have been the first hope I ever had for a layer without the art of expressing what I wanted. That's why Layer went into incredible behavior if he was himself a while ago. I didn't know the time was coming for me to bow my head and ask people for things.Rhine, on the other hand, looked at Layer's straight eyes and stroked his head as if he had seen something delicious. Layers were caressed but left behind because of unexpected things.Continued
