199 197 Stories Silver Lee and Ice Hell

Me, I was born confused by my physique. For what it's worth, I'm still bigger and more visionary than anyone on the horse like this.

So I see the rear and front of my allies making hasty moves, which is a little distracting.

"Mr. Bentens! Looks like some enemy mercenaries (players) have Iron Blood and Wind Hunters!

I was in the middle of starting to collide with enemy spear units when I learned that the main soldiers in the hindsight had been ambushed and that such reports came in as I continued to stand.

"Ooh? This time, you pulled the poor lottery for the sake dish. But, well, it won't be long before we can get along with the toothpickers."

They're both well-known names.

"Iron Blood George" cried a number of non-Han (Otoko) men, making him vice president of the top mercenary regiment in production (Clan) Sadie Stick. "Wind Hunter Singh", the leader of the mercenary regiment (Klan) "Neck Hunting Insanity Co", whose strongest theory has surfaced in the neighborhood due to PvP specialization.

We are both familiar with each other. I often ask George's mercenary regiment to adjust their weapons, or fight with the guys at Singh's. In "Fairy Ball," I've shown you a verse that was consigned to shelter a strange chicken lady, but I didn't know we were already working together in this inheritance war.

Mercenary Regiment (Clan): "Drinking at dusk". He also made friends with "Sadie Stick" and "Neck Hunting Madness," except this time. If it's an event fight, there won't be any remorse on either side.

At this point, I'm gonna tell you that booze is not intoxicating, you eat it.

"This rear unit seems to be pushed and in the mood by the 'Iron Blood' struggle. You're supposed to be winning in numbers... but apparently there are some mercenaries (players) who are frightened by keeping their asses down..."

"The leading horseback riding squad hasn't worked as well as I think. You think it's not compatible with enemy spear troops, and most importantly, the lion of" The Hunter of the Wind "is fast all over his back?"

My buddy's reports were just frustrating stuff, but I'm not in a hurry.

"Rumors are strong on the battlefield... well said..."

Rumors and fame are nothing but a knob of booze to entertain us at best. At first I made a fool of myself, too, but the information carries importance that I can't make a fool of myself. We also asked where we were raising horses from the villages we had left under occupation to get the horseback squadron, and we went around pinpointing it and gained enough strength to form a horseback squad like this.

"Eat up every rumor. So long, you'll laugh at all the lonely wolves!

I don't like it. Mercenaries (clans) It was still acceptable that I was questioned in the same faction as Lonely Wolf. But Wolfe, the captain of the regiment over there, got a special status as "Commander" and became the center of Marquis Granze's mercenary (player) camp with a ridiculous buff that improves the ability of NPC soldiers. They're not funny at the bottom of their bellies, but they have promised faces.

I fell out of it.

I wouldn't put up with Wolfe looking big, so do something else. But I've strengthened my soldiers and I've been running up here.

You can't lose here, can you?

"The number of NPC militias is more than equal - though! There's gotta be a lot of soldiers and a lot of quality out here! Smash him!

"" "Whoa!

"Mr. Bentens, we're coming too!

"We're going to follow the deputy commander's advance!

Hearing the responses of the prestigious' Platoon Leaders (Commands) ', I laugh inside that the battle is still to come.

Pay the approaching enemy militia spears with a sword in your hand and slip through the side with the horse's instantaneous power. Blink your sword and take a hit.

Phew, even with my firepower (...) Kill in one shot. You're a lukewarm militia. I haven't seen this kind of practice fool around 10 battles yet.

"You don't have teeth! There's no one else!

The momentum of our horseback cavalry cannot be stopped by the Spear Squad, the vanguard of the enemy.

Unfortunately, you can still confront the Wind Hunter, but let me slap the enemy's main circle like this.

"Keep going, my angel!

"" "Saar Yesser!

Huh? Sounds like a lot of morale to me. It's worth crushing.

Which, I'll eat you.

Beat the head of the unit first.

Switch gear from sword to hand axe to identify mercenary (player) characters.

There he is.

"" The Toshiaku of the Circle (Lind Axe) "

Throw the axe in his hand.

Skills I've exercised more than once fly my hand axe like a boomerang, as I imagined.

Let's see how it goes first.

I don't know if you're on the enemy side, but it's obvious you're a mercenary. You're not going to let me go, are you?

Either way, I can't wait to see how you respond to my book Chang attack, as I'll use the horse's speed to attack you at once where you're disfigured.

"Guh."

Oh, come on, seriously. Was the prey targeted distracted by engaging other NPC militias or, of course, the axe hitting him directly in the face?

Besides, you seem to have hit me as critical because you're making me look pretty upside down.

It's a clap.

Ah.

Is this just momentum, and the PvP guys are so bad?

I'm sorry about the shock, but the axe is back on hand. Hold it tight and keep your head cracked even further from the top.

"Platoon Leader (Command)" Kill one, now about 10 militiamen are weakened, over.

The other enemies are sneaky, and they're defeated by our guys, aren't they?

"The Neck Hunters" is... Chi, I don't see it. Are there any other strange species?

"Ooh?

Oh, my God, that's noisier on the left.

"That kid... I know him..."

"It's Angel."

Some 'platoon leaders (commands)' also forgot to attack their enemies, staring at them somewhere. I wonder what it is, I lean over my horse and yell.

"Hey! What are you doing? Ooh!

"Oh, Mr. Bentens. Here we go, angel, a powerful mercenary."

When he looks at those he points at, there's a lady with "Iron Blood" and "Hunter" on her eyes.

"What, there..."

Such a voice came out by accident.

You don't have a choice.

Silver is flowing, blue is swinging, and white is spreading explosively.

A silver-haired little girl moves her arms oddly while avoiding an attack with a quick body appearance. Are you doing something with your fingers? With that move, it's like even the guardian of a little girl is conceited, that a white girl in an ethereal dress is fisting an ally soldier?

Flat and pale, you're not lost in the movement. It's like a machine, he's blank to the look on his face.

Oh, did you put out those icy twin swords? I thought I'd instantly generated a double sword, and I'd slit it to involve many militiamen in a kind of tornado movement.

Did you make the ice blade disappear? Is that a magic sword? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Beauty blinds me, but if there is, it's like a prison that deprives soldiers of their freedom.

Just like that, oh, shit!

Isn't that the whole troop over there?

Try ice crushing, but look at Zama hitting all the warheads and sinking away... I have a heartfelt grin.

"Isn't that funny?"

Intense and harsh, "Iron Blood."

Be brave and brutal, "Hunter of the Wind."

Those two can still tell.

But what the hell is that kid?

I did some weird things at the Fairy Ball and it helped... but it was only a support role. The result seems to have reached the point of completing the challenge put forth by the Dust King, but the point is, thanks to "Iron Blood (George)" and "Hunter (Singh)" I wondered where he would take the delicious...

Oh, was it real?

"Angels give birth to ice... the silver princess of Lee"

In an instant you create a hell of a picture of ice, Princess Reishi of Silver?

Some of them said they were angels, but that's not such a lifetime.

You think you're an angel on the battlefield? It must be a ghost or a devil's mistake.

"Hey, where's the angel? That would be a ghost eating a man's flesh and soul. Make it silver. It's called an ice prison."

"Ghosts...... sure"

"With ice, we swallow soldiers..."

"..." Silver Ice Ghost on the Battlefield ""

I don't know who said it, but it'll stick.

The damage caused by "Silver Ice Ghost on the Battlefield" is spreading in an instant.

"That strength is unusual. I'll take him."

"Mr. Bentens! Danger!"

"Ah? Easy."

Am I interrupting my journey to the Silver Ice Ghost?

There's a kid in clergy clothes.

"I won't let you get in my way, Heavenly Lord!

There are three flame bullets that fly. Expanded (...) Grant yourself the 'Antidemonic Junction', identify the orbits and knock them off sequentially with a one-handed axe.

The timing, the track, it's honest, no faux fe lettering. Hey, that's a colorless attack. but even increasing Demon Defense did this damage. Ah, that's quite a bit of magic power.

"I know what you're doing, but I know what you're doing."

I've just realized that a fancy magic attack is attacking several allied militias. The clergyman in his clothes, he's a pain in the ass. What's worse than that is a sharply targeted arrow that supports the movement of clergy clothes well. You shot the platoon leader over here precisely to disrupt the militia's command.

And that blonde... isn't 'Lily the Thief Demon' who tricks men into shaking the treasure.

Which might be just right for a prep exercise.

"You guys hang out with that silver ice ghost first. I'll get rid of them."

Looks a little more teethy than those guys just now?

Well, first of all, it's from the priestly clothes little one.

Run the horse before the chant is over and run. Of course Lily with the bow won't shut up, do you want me to play my left thumb?

"Ah?"

I don't think so.

The arrow that Lily unleashes fakes my head and passes.

"It's like this."

Continue playing with your thumb toward Lily, who is trying to activate her skills by holding the arrow again.

By my little jamming (...), the three arrows fired at once came off me at all costs.

Oh, my God. It's just a throwing skill. It's the first step in the beginning.

This game is totally real. Get used to even a little irritation. Uh, distractions. If you're going to fly, Stone Colo will do more damage, and you're going to get better aim, but you need to raise the LV of your throwing skills for that matter. So what do you want to use?

It's decided, it's a coin. Yes, it's gold, Eso.

This game and currency are not transferable to other mercenaries (players) unless they are in a special event period. If you hit it, it'll play. Don't make a little shock. If he's a little clever, he can use it this way, especially if he targets the bowman at hand. Besides, human beings are glowing, and when they fly, they follow with their eyes, they react.

"What are you dealing with? Come on, Iron Blood or face to face with the Hunter."

So no, these guys aren't even used to interpersonal fights. Daita Lily is good at surprise fights, but to this extent in head-on fights.

"Him, you're cowardly!

There's something barking about an inert female. There, I gently ignore it and shake the kid in clergy clothes off with a hand axe on the horizontal giraffe.

"Geez."

Ooh, let's blow up the momentum.

After all, the little priestly clothes guy is the only one out of the question for magic fights.

"Ku, Mr. Minazuki!? Are you all right?

"Mr. Bentens! We're in on it!

Oh, not if you're worried about someone else. You're flying Pella Lily on my side of the road.

I don't need this anymore, or shouldn't we just go clean up the silver ice ghost?

But, hey, it's the boat we boarded. Do you want a crisp stab at the todome?

It means chasing the girl in the rolling clergy clothes, which pushes the horse forward again.

"Ugh, stop, come on"

Let him step on it a few times as he is. And then you see, in a gap lying all over the dirt, with my hand axe, Zugan and a shot...

"Hey, wait."

A transparent but angry voice sounds and an axe is suddenly played from across.

My right hand would have been lightly paralyzed.

If you look at it with frustration, the ice crush is sticking in your hand.

"Mina... stay back"

Silver Li (Ginlei), white ice (Hakuhiro), and an all-in-one favorite enemy scattered brilliant snow crystals and stood before me fluttering. Don't worry about how it works and how you can move like that.

The atmosphere is similar to that of a hunter's sin. You mean he's furious and his eyes are tight all the time, he really has goosebumps. Oh, that's funny.

"That's a dirty way to fight. You stink of mud, Bentens."

Oh, you silver-haired girl. Did you remember my name?

I only saw you once at a fairy ball.

"Blue white, it's time to clean up. Remind me of the cleanliness of ice."

"Yes, ma'am. Me and the Lord's pure white, blooming mass"

What are these guys, subordinate relationships?

I don't know. Ye put the two together and call me.

"Whoa. You're coming from over there. You're so smart."

Sounds like a little fun.

But it stinks of mud. This guy fits too beautifully, you know what the nature of the fight is? No matter what means you use to win, you won't have to drink. That's fine, you idiot.

"I'll eat you with all that arrogance."