World War 1 As A Bar Fight の小説・ストーリー

He noticed me and spit at me with a clenched jaw “So this is how you want to win? Cheating? Never picked you for someone to fight a dirty fight” I ignored him because I know exactly what he was trying to do. Provoking me to fight him alone, man to man. If you want to call this cheating go right ahead, but to me, there is nothing unfair in war. You do what you gotta do to win, as long as you do it to save your people and not put them in grave danger that could cost them their lives. Without even linking each other, we all jumped him at the exact same time from three sides.

And I would still be her shadow. The war was not just against the Eastern Pack or a mysterious patient named Baron. It was a war among ourselves. And I was no longer sure which battle was more difficult to win.

“We’re keepin’ it chummy. A show of good faith. Truce is shaky enough as it is… Last thing we need is a full-blown war because I kicked them out of our bar.” I clenched my fists on the bar top, the old scar on my knuckle pulling tight. “Good faith? That fucker doesn’t know the meaning. I got no problem with the rest of these assholes, but you think he’s here to play nice? He’s here to stir shit.”

*** Days went by as I lived blissfully unaware until I found out the truth by ”random”. I had visited a bar to get something when I heard the ramblings from an old warrior who mentioned the fight by chance. He had drunk a great deal at the bar, and I had but plumped myself down beside him and then brought him more beer. With his fourth cup between his hands, he sighed and muttered, “A damn massacre that’s what it was.” “What?” I feigned confusion. “The eastern pack?” He scoffed. “Don’t play dumb. The one we wiped out.”

"If they can't have the North, they're going to drown the world." The "face-slap" was final. The war wasn't about the North anymore. It was about the planet.

"If I say it belongs to the period of the first world war, then that's long enough isn't it?" Eden's statement shocked Megan. Because the period of the first world war had happened thirty years ago, and she saw the figure of Eden who may even have just entered the period of thirty years. "We had a longer period of life Megan," Eden explains. He understood the woman's shock. Megan is back facing forward. She thought that the first war period, meaning when trench warfare took place. The only thing he remembers from Thomas's story or watching a documentary. But what surprised her was Helena's writing which was exactly the same as Eden's saying. Megan, who had read Helena's notebook, fully felt

Although the dish was meant to be a beautiful cream white, since he’d have to add blood to Alaster plate, it would take from the aesthetic beauty of the dish. “Is that your first memory?” Josh asked. The great war had taken place nearly a hundred years ago, two great nations reduced to rumble over a petty pride that had done no one good. Every time Josh read about such a defining time in history, he felt like rolling his eyes, the foolish behaviour of humans just utterly embarrassing. “God no, the war happened just yesterday. My first memory I think is when carriages were first invented,” Alaster said now rubbing his chin. “How old are you!” Josh gasped, slapping his moth just in time to blo

he is stubborn and often likes or wants to take things by force. he doesn’t mind war and as for me I do my best to avoid any conflict. Maybe that is why he called me a coward. because I would rather we talk things through than speak with our fist because then we call for another conflict. What happens when one of us loses? We both know that some people are sore losers, and they can’t gracefully accept defeat. So, I would rather not fight and talk things over than escalate things with war. and usually in war we lose a lot more than one would by making peace.

The next day the disaster that had been lived little by little began to show. When I turned on the television, I could see what the war that had just begun had left behind. There were dozens of dead and wrecked cars in various parts of the city. All from fights between the two races. We were going back to the old war between wolves and vampires that happened centuries ago because of the adventure of two young men. I saw the news and tried to wake up Cassandra, as the day was beginning, and we could not sleep all day. However, we heard someone knocking at the door in a somewhat violent manner.

So yes we are family. "The barrier is not faulty at all. However, it cannot detect malice that is not directly connected to the impending war. So dear family, I am afraid that we still have a load of evil still among us. My dear is those can easily switch sides during the war and turn against their own."