After the silence, Lilia burst out laughing first. Next Serena hangs her eyebrows and screams.
"Are you an idiot!? Divine Sword is the lifeline of this country!? It's not too outrageous to rob it or anything!?"
"Oh, you can return it if you make a proper pact, okay? I can't pull through without the keys. Stab the sword back on the pedestal. I'll have Donnie make it. Of course, we keep the keys."
"That's a threat!? Plus, if I lay a sword on you, what the hell is wrong with the water in this country! You're making water out of a divine sword!?"
"Divine water is all over the lake, and through the basement, there's a pond all over it. What is it? It will last more than ten years. I can't believe you just kidnapped me, the Crown Princess. I don't think so, Rachel."
"Well when they say so...... ok, you just have to bring back the Divine Sword"
Rachel, who nodded back in the face, is a reliable samurai everywhere.
Irene smiles at Serena as she nods at each other and pulls her cheeks.
"This is fine diplomacy. It's outrageous to be criticized by you for crumbling the Misha School with magical incense liquid. I am now apprenticing its reckless behavior."
"You're the one who hates me......! - How long have you been laughing?
"So, because, and take the Divine Sword... sideways, take it home... or whatever route... wow Dear Eileen, I couldn't think of any...!
Lilia, with a grin on her belly, woke herself up and wept in her eyes.
"Ha, that sounds like fun, that. Yes, fine. Take the Divine Sword... Sidewalk...!
Lilia laughs out again about what got into her bumps.
Eileen stared at it with some cold eyes.
(We need to be careful. This woman is different. I don't think I can repair the Divine Sword, but I could make the Divine Sword my own)
This stage is called "Legalia 3 of Saints, Demons and Maidens," or Lilia is the protagonist of past works.
But even if we change the country, the Maiden of the Holy Sword continues to influence the game, both in name and in existance.3 is a setting and stage with a thin relationship with the Maiden of the Holy Sword, but we cannot be alarmed.
"Well, that's good policy for the moment."
"It's not good!? You're serious."
"We'll do it, won't we? If you disagree, come up with an alternative."
Serena squeezes her eyebrows to the limit before blurring and crushing.
"I'd rather have a man in power boned out and ready to go outside..."
"As for collecting information, yes. Recruitment, but don't let Augusto piss you off."
"That's why you're an Augusto!
Because that's how she reacts, not to say, Irene pressed caution.
"Fine, giving the name of the Empire of Hermeia is a last resort. I don't know what the Holy King is thinking, but gathering information comes first. You must protect Master Claude and make that man cry!
"Then Dear Eileen, let's meet Sarah the heroine first. We need to be clear about what's going on with the dragon and the sword, and we don't know how the game is going."
"You can break the Divine Sword before it's repaired... but if you're going to use it to negotiate, you'd better use the Divine Sword now. Then let me give you some parameters and fix it! Anyone who's attacking can do it. I like your face and your title."
"Let's keep it Ares, you're the main hero, and it's easier to attack."
"That route is coming out of Roxanne, the villain warrant lady!
When the villain warrant comes out, the conversation becomes more difficult. I was once in a position to be called the Villain Warrant Lady, but that's it, this is it.
Serena snorted at Irene, who seemed dissatisfied with Lilia.
"... refreshing about what you're talking about, but aren't we surprisingly close? You guys."
"I'm not kidding, I just can't help but borrow your hand!
"Lady Irene. Are you there?"
Everyone just shut their mouth to the voice that rang from across the door. It's Ares' voice.
"Tell the king to bring tea with him. I'd like you to come right to the central garden."
Irene exhales. Turning a blind eye to Rachel, the brilliant samurai immediately moved to prepare her makeup tools and costumes. Begin to twitch to Lilia next to it.
"I wonder if it's a tea party event. Oh, what am I going to do?
"So you've said many times that you won't allow yourself to behave as you please, Master Lilia. Remember, there's a bomb around your neck."
"- Is that what you're trying to do to me, Master Eileen? The kingdom of the Holy King will void any magic. You realize the magic on me is gone, too?
Lilia with her hand on her neck, Serena standing by her ear giggles.
"Wait a minute, this woman, she's free now...!?"
"That's right. But I'll help you. Without such an opportunity to join forces with Master Eileen, it seems impossible. - Hey, Rachel, I need you to retie my hair, too."
"What?"
"'Cause I'm Lady Eileen's lady now. I'd have to dress like that anyway!
Lilia squeezes onto Rachel's arm as if she were a regular courtier and sweetens it out.
I told Serena, looking at it creepy.
"Serena. You keep your eyes peeled away from Master Lilia. Because I'm never on your side."
"... if it's within your grasp. Kidnapped in this face. It sucks."
"I don't think so. It's comforting in a way."
Irene and Lilia are the only ones who are aware of it, but Rachel and Serena are each people who were deeply involved in the game. It would also be possible to drive the game stage device crazy.
"You work quietly together this time, too. This is a life-threatening situation."
"... Fine. Maybe I can see your face when the affair broke out early in the wedding?
Irene stiffened to Serena's last provocation.
I've let my anger keep me from thinking, but once I start thinking, I can't stop sweating cold.
Even though she was threatened, Eileen has become the queen of other men.
Claude will know it's force majeure if you explain it. But it's no surprise that the world is about half ice-cooked by that explanation.
The scariest thing is that Claude retreats Irene to come to the Kingdom of Ashmeil.
(I'll attack at high speed. We have to get out of here before Master Claude finds out)
In this country where there is a divine sword that harms my husband, I am not allowed to be his wife, such as asking for help.
(So please, Master Claude, wait quietly. I just can't give up one wife right now. I'm a pony husband-!)
That is to protect her husband from the sword of God, and not because she is afraid that she will be a queen.
I'm not afraid of that sweet husband. Yes, never.