Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

The next day, when I woke up, Arnaea was catching me.

On my bed and indoors, a lot of fairies are spending their time thinking about it.

"... rest"

Wait a minute, talk to me.

"Yesterday's backdrop, let me ask you something."

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As usual, I did the morning chores.

The laundry was dried outside because of the beautiful weather, or try to get a little stiff for lunch or dinner.

I had a moment with Aya a little far from the fight.

Already explained yesterday to Arnaea and Lyni, who came worried.

The matter of the darkness and uncleanness of Reapers and Damos, the mysterious divine punishment by the Almighty Angel, and the new ruins that have become my dominion.

In particular, the matter of the dominion will need to be discussed with the King, in the territory of the Kingdom of Ruberion, no matter how positionally viewed.

And when I said, Léni said, 'Huh? Then let's talk to Istal from me'.

Well, you're my neighbor, so I guess it's only natural that I know him.

That's not the end of Léni's story, and because of it, I've offered to fix it so I can live.

There was no particular reason to refuse, so I asked the fairies to first develop a residential area north of the ruins.

The escort followed the bear, the pig, the deer, the fox, the snake, and then the big children of Yega, Crica, and Mordo. However, the main Guardian is not.

Regarding the content of the maintenance, the fairy will leave it to you, I'm sure, no doubt, that the fairy will be able to live (...) rather than (...) people.

It's only a prediction, but it didn't look like the fairies that flew away were listening to me.

Other subordinates also dispatched non-manoeuvrable mannequins and non-Uluru to the catacombs (catacombs), and Uluru was given mannequins about escorting the Lid base so as to recover the heavenly soldiers dropped yesterday.

It took me about an hour to finish the morning, so it would be time for Uluru to be back.

Confirm the door tightness and log in.

"Open Gate"

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When I logged in and went out to the living room, there, Arnaea and Léni, the others were having a sumptuous meal.

"Delicious, what people make is great. … but the amount is low."

"Delicious, but plenty and not sweet enough"

Arnaea is eating a spicy scented object that feels like chicken when she sees it.

Léni was finely slicing the pancakes with a small knife and fork and eating just a little bit.

"... delicious, mogi, delicious, this is"

"Hagu!

"Both of you... at least use your hands"

While the Léni and the others were eating beautifully, the two wolves were eating directly on the plate.

From the shape of the face, or from the experience I saw, it is likely to be hard to eat as is, but it remains because the dish lid has distracted me and changed the shape of the dish to an easy-to-eat shape.

I'm sure the Education Minister's ice-white (hiccup) also cautioned several times, but that seemed pointless too, it's obvious if you look at the fork rolling on the floor.

Now, she's getting Muria's hair done with her tender mother's face.

Also, the splashed dirt seems to have been recovered by Lid, which is very clean.

"Come on, I've eaten such delicious food, the first time Kellogg, I can't stop hands Kellogg!

"Um! If you don't get some moisture, you'll get dry!

"Hih... ok Kero"

♪

On the other hand, Rayel is eating a potato chip-like object, and the potato chips in the matter are shaken with salt.

It's only a little in a pretty big bowl, so I guess that's all I ate. No heart or skin gloss appears to be lost.

When Nuise, who saw it together, offered Reyer a cup containing something that looked like al juice, Reyer shook herself with a frightened voice.

Are you so scared?

Nuise seems to like Rayel, and takes care of him for what he deserves.

... Sometimes a long tongue licks your lips is probably a habit or something.

Next to those two, Sandia drank the mysterious red liquid and opened her eyes in amazement, sipping its tomato juicy object all at once.

Hmm.

It's an out-of-the-way demon.

Do you dare me to work for Alan, who mass-produces potato chips in the kitchen, and Lid, who is slicing potatoes fast?

"Good morning, Alan."

"Hey, good morning, you were a little late today"

"Well, I'm a little tired from all that rambling yesterday,"

"Right. Oh, don't worry about cooking."

"Mm, yeah. Then I don't care."

I was prefetched by Alan, who went back to cooking just for chillari and gaze.

But Alan's always early.

"Alan, are you free?

"That's abrupt.... Well, yeah... not until a while ago, because the noisy guy is gone... I'm free"

"Hmm."

In response to my question, Alan stopped cooking and responded with a far-sighted eye.

What is it, a broken heart?... Alan did?... Isn't that it?

In the meantime, let's finish the fine chores.

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There was a mountain of work to be done, but what we could do at the moment was precisely enough to labor the returning Uluru and organize images and inventories.

It ended immediately, but not particularly problematic because it was a short time before they all got together.

It was only a little later than usual for everyone to get together.

I guess yesterday's battle still sounds.

Multiple versus multiple kills is not something you can experience that way. Levels also went up about 3-4 in yesterday's battle alone, with a level range of 38-40 and a mammy of 24 above 11.

Mamie's is finally in the form of a chase to the general player.

Well, it's not just strong impurities, reaper splits, and just battle fatigue that I was dealing with.

Some would say that fatigue is pulling back because it was affected by them.

Taking those into account, shall we take it easy and go today?

The general plan of action consists of, first, a survey of the catacombs (catacombs) after the meal, then a survey of the mansions in the mining district on the Lid flight and finally in the King's capital, and a talk to the King about the area of domination.

If nothing happens, there should be little fighting.