Section 142 Shura Field (Tips)
(5.28 1st Update)
"Ah, the excitement of the unexpected defeat is obviously already a definite awareness."
Scattered complaints, but no hesitation to complain. Vic clutched his chest, thin and bitter, his breathing no longer smooth, his wheezing began to clog his throat as the gas was transported, and the words on his tongue became less clear.
"Well, some regrets are the perfection of the incomplete, and out of the siege of exhaustion, the viewer will have a better visual space."
Si Qi wiped the sweat oozing from his fingerprints, but did not deny the sequelae of quitting the game, but borrowed the beauty of flaws to perfunctory the hasty shell.
"The duty that has not been up all night, and the specific process of exterminating the Black Clothes Society has not been reported to the princess, and timely loyalty is also particularly important. So we can't stay long, we'll see you again, Count Bell, and we look forward to seeing you there! β
Vic's exit from the door was one of my rare omissions, and from the first step he stepped into the manor, he stepped out of the restraint of the aura. I thought it was the princess's manual monitoring, but I gave up the duties I should have performed. A shy girl, a blushing face may just be a disguise to cover her shame.
"Bell, give!"
Xiao Yi inserted the folded brooch into the lower edge of my neckline, and the purple halo of sunflower lilies was tinged white.
"It complements the white shirt, but it doesn't fit in with this immature face, the young master's collocation always has a dazzling novelty, but it is a dark sadness!"
Si Qi is picky about the aesthetics of his own material design, but he is implicated in my existence, just like a bracket swelled in a gorgeous costume, but he still suffers from the eyes of dislike.
"Hmph, schadenfreude visual fatigue would be a terrible experience, more difficult to control than Mr. Vic's whereabouts. Are the fireworks in the dark night gorgeous? β
"It's simply a deception of the ignorant audience, a disarming without resistance. In just five seconds, perhaps even less, the new stronghold of the Black Coat Society was completely destroyed. β
Si Qi waved his fingers to deny some bleak dreams, and the Black Clothes Society, which once called for wind and rain, finally began to melt after a slow cannibalization, and the architectural consciousness collapsed. I can't help but feel a little regretful.
"Mr. Jacques, the black-clad society you are optimistic about is so weak, and the losses suffered may lead to the complete bankruptcy of the Anta realm, and if the hoarded wealth is squandered, it will soon be able to be consumed."
Winslow's ridiculous topic quietly reopened the scramble on the Shura field, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a trap full of thorns.
"That's really a lot of money, and it's undoubtedly a heavier blow to the strapped Antar country. But Amranguen seems to be in need of more pampering condolences. He put all his chips into the victory of the Black Society. β
Jacka's sly glance was handed to the laid-back Tiragan Emissary, who was working on the stability of the chair.
"If the country of Anta is poor, then Tiragan is almost in need of begging for relief, and the accumulated wealth is gone, and sadness is an emotion that cannot be disguised!"
Unwilling to miss the opportunity, Starvo sublimated the narrative of the present into a mockery of the future, beckoning his group of observers, and his mournful hymns were also beautiful. The neighing of tamed wild horses on the grassland echoed in my ears.
"Oh? Are you trying to eliminate my competitiveness first? It's a pity, though. As a member of Tiragan's cabinet, the disparity between the rich and the poor is completely negligible. The lifeblood of the economy is only allowed to be in the hands of the government, but the chaos in the streets will increase the crime rate, and the budget for the crackdown may rise significantly. β
Rather than believing in the so-called casual peace councils, Amlangeen understands that the exploited civilians have lost the courage to resist and face the armed deterrence of the authorities. Avoidance is a compromise that they have always insisted on.
Is this the charm of philosophy? Sounds so familiar and yet strange! Mr. Winslow, what do you think of this strong tame? Support or refute! β
Jacka's firm tone, already focusing on the latter's choice, made his point of view perfunctory with the connotation of national hostility in the garb of personal contradictions, and used the superstructure to force Amrangern to withdraw from the competition.
"It's the opposite. I support similar ugly acts. β
Winslow's opinion startled Jacka, his eyes wide enough to betray his calm soul, his mouth cracked, and he couldn't find a reason to close it.
"The ruler of the empire, the imperial power does not allow questioning, nor does it accept slander. There is no single means of maintaining domination, but exploitation and appeasement are two extremes, but they retain a similar purpose. In any system of country, if the leader walks out of the castle and shares the honor and disgrace with the common people, he will lose not only humble wealth, but also noble majesty! β
"Deception, it must be a pretext made up to eliminate me, the mythical country of Cologne, dotted with mottled shadows of freedom and democracy"
Apparently unwilling to admit defeat easily, the testimony unearthed after pondering and meditating was paved by rumors, and the country of Koren was in the first position.
The sophisticated Winslow did not speak, but waited for time to soothe the anxious wound and then heal it artificially.
"That's not the case!"
Xiao Yi, who was a little puzzled, also stood up with the doubts that plagued her and acted as a witness to the reality of the experience, the moment she denied it, Jacka's beating heart may have been completely desperate, but she still retained the illusion of spinning her brain.
"The vast estate is the environment in which I grew up, where there is no exploitation, no contention for the realm of holiness. But as I stepped out of the door, the cold wind blew my undefined fears. β
Xiao Yi shuttled through the chaotic time and space with the thoughts of memories.
"The streets of the imperial capital, Bildt, are homeworked, and the overcrowded prisons are hard to balance. Robbery, murder, are the clouds hanging over the imperial capital, that is the world I see. Even the nobles, who professed to be noble, threatened obedience with their blood. β
The desolation described by Xiao Yi made Jetka completely desperate, and what appeared in front of him may be a remote city in the country of Anta, independent of the royal decree, acting recklessly, trafficking in people and trading drugs. I looked up inadvertently, but found that I had been labeled as a country of Cologne, and the people living in it did not have a slight sense of disobedience.
"Just as Princess Shaya witnessed, it is already an inseparable part of daily life, and even if a large amount of money is invested to maintain order, it cannot stop the crime at its root, and perhaps it is a sin instigated by God. It's just that the relatively clean streets create a certain illusion of underestimating the criminals, and the reason why the rumors are not proven and become facts is that they are false, and they always exist in an objective sense. β
The re-washed mind completely subverted Jacqua's concept, moving his feet aimlessly, losing the pointer of positioning, and staggering out of the door. Dreams of destruction are hard to come by.
Winslow's recovery is very gratifying, and out of the selfish intentions of the organizers, even if it is a righteous law enforcement, they always hope that their power can achieve the highest glory.
The only thing that worries me is the shadow that lingers in Xiao Yi's heart, as the leader of the battle for the nobility, I don't know what kind of posture to face Xiao Yi's immature cheeks, the condemnation of the crime, I can't hear the voice.
"Young Master, maybe you should be more confident."
The free state was easily seen through by Siqi, leaning into my ear and whispering to soothe my fluctuating heartstrings.
"I'm sorry, I didn't care about your feelings when I was reckless"
The apologies blurted out are like a rehearsal according to the schedule, and forgiveness is almost a clichΓ© of the plot. But I failed to strengthen my belief in forgiveness, perhaps with bloodshot soaked in fingerprints, ready to fight back.
"Bell is an evil aristocratic faction, but he is very pure! The purebred vampire in the storybook is also Xiao Yi's favorite role-playing! It is also a kind of courage to create nature on the outside and inside, Bell has done it, and Xiao Yi can also do it, becoming a purebred evil cult that sneaks in the night! β
Xiao Yi clenched his fist in front of his chest, firmly swearing an ideal that was questioned or even cursed by the outside world.
"Young Master, what are you still hesitating about? At least an affectionate hug is a beautiful vow on the Shura field! β
Siqi did not allow me to hesitate unnecessary, pushing my already shaky lumbar spine, but the converging posture affected the deformation of the movement. The more hurried he was, the more likely he was to make mistakes, and his stumbling steps failed to match the footprints prepared in advance, and the loss of his mentally handicapped balance directly threw Xiao Yi to the ground.
"Mr. Stavo, out!"
Starvo, who was choosing an angle to admire, seemed to realize something, and slowly shifted the angle of his gaze, covering his eyes and not daring to look down at his feet that had landed on the ground, but it was there.
"It's too cunning, and he doesn't hesitate to betray his master to speed up the game, but he can appreciate the Count's soft and beautiful state, even if it is the price of elimination, he can bear it."
Stavo cooperated with Si Qi's smile, it was like summoning doom, but he tightly bound me and couldn't move, let alone fight back, which may be selfish confusion.
"Bell, it's a bit heavy"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
I got up in a hurry, but I was pushed by Siqi's assistance, and I seemed to fall back into the same position as if I was dizzy, and my face was hot, and the warm temperature of my whole body was transmitted.
"Then after the trick of the episode, the only battle is the end!"
The tip? Newly made vocabulary, superficial combinations, probably. (To be continued.) )