Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

Now that you've calmed down, self-analyzing... you must have gotten tense and upset...

Look at the beautifully stacked knights, I think they're smudged. I wasn't feeling well...

And what am I going to do to look at the beautiful beasts glittering above...

A little back in time… I asked the knights to help me, and I promised without thinking too much.

And the knights weren't as strong as the captain… to be honest, they were weaker than Mr. Luches and Mr. Seeds.

"Uh, in more than one... or all of them."

It's a hassle, and if this number of people calls for a fake rind, it's perfectly fine.

"Oh, how reliable..."

"The boulder is the king's son..."

I don't know, but he's impressed. No, it's cumbersome, so what... and the Knight Commander... and no, Mr. Lucheese and Mr. Seeds are mixed up. Well, come on.

"Fake rind!

"Rosalindo!!

"Why fake rind!?

Rosalind, your sister was surprised.

"Huh? 'Cause you're the best at helping."

And you can use auxiliary magic.

Something about Rosalind. Your sister was comforted by your brother Lou and Mr. Dirk. Did you do something wrong??

"Oh, that... looks like that woman"

"Uh... it's a lot of stuff and it's magical. It's strong!

"Okay, here we go!

The referee's knight also participated, so Gaeta announced the start.

"Rosalindo!!

Accelerated by the magic of fake rinds, he quickly won.

"Awesome!

"Dear Potch, how can you be so strong!?

"I mean, can you magically get a beautiful woman out!?

"Huh? Se, at least one at a time..."

I was made into a question-attack and I had managed to respond. When I advised each and every one of them what I noticed in the mock fight earlier, they looked at me with some glitter. Why?

"No, Master Potch is a great samurai!

"No, I... I'm an artist. So good at observation..."

"... I see. Now that I think about it, Potch was the first one to see Lucheese and Seeds move."

I nodded honestly. The knights have been intrigued and asked various questions. I think I'm interested in other countries. But a ton of demo questions flew in.

"What kind of person is Gaugetska? Do you fight?

"Huh."

No way, there are no artists in this country!? When I saw the Knight Commander, I laughed bitterly.

"My country has been at war. Nothing aspires to be an artist if you can't afford it. It's sad, but it's the end of having a hard time eating that day."

"Was it... Tsuyoshi"

I want to show you.

It doesn't make me hungry to see something beautiful, but it makes me happy. I like paintings the most. Because it keeps the lovely landscape and the memories of those you love from fading away. I'm sure I'll die. [M]

Tsuyoshi responds. Beautiful stuff... bright in my heart, nice stuff.

Come on, let's draw.

"Ooh..."

Red, peach, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, tea, black, white, ash… bright colors. I like paintings. 'Cause there's nothing you can't get if you draw.

When you were little, you used to draw food. We were all imitating painting cakes and eating them. I'd love to eat it sometime. I was talking about what kind of cake would be nice.

I want to show you.

That there is something so beautiful in the world.

Seven-colored flower gardens, vibrant lakes, glowing bugs at night… the beautiful scenery I see is drawn in the sky one after another.

Then, then...

"Wow..."

"Oh my..."

"Beautiful..."

Then... a heart that shines rainbow. With the bi-head of a riddled eagle... the body of a crystal lion. Left and right feathers shine with magic, nice griffin......

"Mm?"

"Ah."

The scenery vanished in all its ease and serenity... but Mr. Dungeon Master remained.

"... hmm?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!

I made fun of you. Ahhhhhh!!

"... Potch? Smells like."

Mr. Dungeon Master smelled cum.

"Ah, yes. It's a potch."

No, you go see Mr. Dungeon Master after what you look like now... yes?

"Real ooh!?

Mr. Dungeon Master with his neck is adorable... not!

When I explained the situation to Mr. Dungeon Master, I nodded convincingly.

"I see. Unlike the Geraldines, I am close to spirits and false rinds. Moreover, Potch became almost identical because he had recently painted me so well… I guess the flesh (wow) called his soul. I am a Dungeon Master and a Potch painting (servant). That's strange. It's not bad to serve you because you hated yourself so much that it was just used by God"

"I'm not a servant! I'm a friend!"

I denied it there. At least I think of Mr. Dungeon Master as a friend.

"... well. So, my friend, why don't we get to work? My power, let's make it look good!

"... so! He is the Dungeon Master of the Cold Ruins! Because of this, let's fight!

As a result, the knights stacked. Obviously I've overdone it, but everyone is satisfied... of, I guess?? There's no injured person and... okay, right??

Let's do a good thing.

I've already left things to think about. Mr. Dungeonmaster is on his first outing, so fly in the sky and take a walk? I went to. They couldn't get out of the dungeon until now, so was that good?

When I went to visit the dungeon the other day, Mr. Dungeon Master made the demonic crystals (which I was planning to return) that I had sneaked into my luggage to core.

"I've got enough strength to show!

"You're smart next time!!

"You still have it!? Hey, don't pull my hand!

I still can't seem to see my parents. [M] I already want to come home to you.

Rosenberg's father... mother... Potch has a lot to talk about when he leaves...

And I'm not going to be able to go home yet.