All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

The search for the next day's dungeon went well.

The leader and I have been worried about Len asking him if he has any after-effects from yesterday, but the problem is no. Sometimes the sorceress let me use half the bed and I was tired.

That's how the adventure ends and dissolves.

Len, who tried to leave the temple first after some time off with the sorceress, met a brave man at the entrance and exit.

"Oh, Len. Do you have any sequelae from yesterday?

"Haha. I was worried about my leader, but he's fine."

"Oh well. It's nice to be young. Your body's resilience isn't what it was when we did it."

Do you even meet? The brave man had a conversation with Ren, but he was also turning his gaze to the chapel that led to the altar, one by one.

"Is the brave man meeting?

"Oh, yeah. I'm still training policing at the training center next door today. So, I came to sew in between to see how things were going. Sometimes yesterday."

"Really? Speaking of brave men, you know leaders and seniors."

"Zeke and I are old adventurers. Are you talking about Altena? With her too... Yeah, well, she's an old buddy."

"Oh, no, you don't. Seniors are the sorcerers who were in distress yesterday."

When two people I knew were talking to each other and no longer obsessed with when, a witch magician came out of the chapel who was trying to deflect time with Ren.

The sorceress who saw Ren still at the entrance and exit makes her face shine all the time. I rushed over, no, no, no. That didn't make any sense for shifting time, and then I froze my expression when I saw Ren's story about him.

Ren and the brave talk, smiling.

The face of the sorceress who saw it was stained with anger in an instant.

"Oh, we should talk."

"You soak up, you traitor!!

"Guff!?

The sorceress kicked Ren's back without hesitation.

It wasn't even while I was up. It wasn't fortified by melee magic, but it would hurt a lot if I could kick my back with my boot sole.

Not a glance at Len, who becomes a shrimp and stuffs, the sorceress turns a sharp eye on the brave.

"What are you doing here?

"It's day four. I guess it's time to come back. I'm also worried about Altena."

"... shut up"

The flames of anger burn up into mighty eyes.

A sorceress pulled out a dagger. Ren, who was nodding in pain, giggles. This is inside the church. It's not a good place to pull out your weapon.

But the sorceress's behavior, which can be called runoff, did not stop.

"Pull it out."

"I can't."

"Why..."

"Because it's family. I can't point a weapon at my sister. Of course."

"Family?"

Laugh with your nose.

"You didn't even come home at your mother's funeral, family?

There was no excuse.

"Sorry."

The brave man bowed his head without decorating one thing.

"No matter how much I apologize, I know it's not enough. But for me, it's the last important family I have left. So I'm back."

"-!"

The passion, it bounced.

Severe emotional exposures like thunder started in your eyes. My whole body is shaking like it's going to explode right now.

But the sorceress never broke out.

Put the dagger to the sheath without saying anything and return the heel.

The brave didn't go after him.

In his chest was giving up, regret, and loneliness. When I didn't deserve to follow myself, I stopped.

Ren went after him.

"Senior!"

Forget the pain, get up, and don't think about it at a glance.

On its straight back, the brave narrowed his eyes in glare.

"Seniors. Wait, seniors!

"Shut up. Follow me."

Return from the Temple. Running after Ren, the witch magician who keeps going makes it dangerous.

Don't follow me. Whatever, the house I return to is with me. The road is with us.

But there is no mercy in the mouth of a sorceress.

"Traitor. Spy. Bat bastard. You suck. What, you were giving my information to" The Brave Man "? Die."

"I didn't do that. I didn't know your senior was the brave sister. Know a brave man where he really has nothing to do with seniors -"

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up."

It is hidden that the sorceress is the sister of the brave. It was a procedure to protect herself because of what happened to her mother. So I guess it's true that Ren didn't know. I'm aware of that, even a sorceress.

It was no longer a reason.

My emotions were raging. Walk away feeling unstoppable in reason. Bad habit. The sorceress herself, I know. I know best that once I get emotional, it's not a good idea to not fit in, etc.

Reach for your shoulders like Ren cut a numb. Put your hands gently on your shoulders to hold them back.

"So listen to me - ugh!?

The words of Len, who was about to leave, were jammed and interrupted.

The sorceress was crying.

Tears spill over the back of Ren's hand, which he placed on the shoulder of the sorceress, as he was pulled over.

"... I'll see"

Ren slips away from his face.

Grab the hem cloth with your palms in that gap and brutally soak your own tears. Still, it doesn't fit, it flows flabby. Hiku's throat squeezes up. No, it doesn't help to suppress it, and the sorceress keeps letting herself suck tears in the cloth on her hem.

Of the sorceress, only a sobbing whimper sounded quietly.

Ren can't say anything, it solidifies.

What should I do? What should I do? You can't possibly know how to handle a crying girl. Grate it, and I notice.

While pursuing the sorceress, Ren and his men were entering Park Square.

The momentum masterpiece sign that I also saw yesterday: 'Good night today!!!!!' is stabbed.

It was settled to do it in Len all the time. A heart that didn't know what to do in front of a crying girl set a perfect purpose.

I have it.

Then here, you have to ask. This is the place.

Remaining intuitive minded, Ren speaks.

"... seniors. Speak."

Right now, Slave Girl is not here.

Then you have to ask yourself. Listen - we have to affirm her in full.

You can do it differently than a slave girl, so you can apprentice her without fear and take a step in.

"What happened?"

"No, nothing."

There's no way.

There's no way you can be so emotional and have nothing.

I have to ask. I have to ask it out. So Ren takes the hand of a witch magician who's hiding her face and gently moves away. I stare firmly into the eyes of the sorceress, who pours tears from her mighty eyes.

"What happened to the brave man when he became brave?"

"I'm telling you there isn't."

"Really? You do."

"Talk, silly..."

"I listen. Ask as many as you want. So talk to me."

"Ugh. Just leave me alone..."

"I don't like it. Just talk to me."

"... silly"

I wept again. A powerless sorceress glances forward and scraps Posan and his face on Ren's shoulder.

"Give me your shoulder."

"Yes, speak in return"

"... n"

The sorceress, as she gave up, speaks out.

Her old story. When my own brother became a brave man. That my mother was killed. That he didn't even come back then.

It was the story of a brave man from her point of view that was told to spill pompous. Though he had the same muscles as Tan, the hero of the brave man Ren knew, he had a completely different impression.

"Yes, what is it"

"That's right. So I couldn't forgive you, I couldn't forgive you."

The sorceress grips Ren's chest barn cloth.

Signs of eating up his teeth came from his shoulders.

"I understand. But the brave man must be under a lot of circumstances."

"I know. That's not true."

I tried to say something, Len, to block the witch magician.

Maybe the brave man wasn't even informed that his own mother had been killed. It must have been after the revolution, even more, that he found out that he had been killed his family. The sorceress was aware of it.

"What I hated was the Holy Sword. Brave man. I hate the position of a brave man who didn't even let that man come to your mother's funeral...!

I didn't tell anyone. I didn't tell the female swordsman or the leader of the miracle man.

She was too kind to resent her beloved brother. She was too deeply in love to resent someone she liked once.

So what she resented was making her brother a brave man, people's wishes.

"I hated the holy sword I was born in another power application because I couldn't do it myself! What is" The One Holy Sword that People's Wishes Bore "? Hey!?"

An emotionally daunted sorceress slaps her fist against Ren's chest more and more.

A single sword that many people in this country have wished for. One girl didn't want that.

"Whenever someone talked about a brave man, I wanted to tell you that you were the ones who killed my mother! The Holy Sword that you are all born to honor is a curse that has separated your brother from me! Your mother was killed because of something like that! Your brother left without this!! Do you have any idea what it's been like? Hey! Why are you trying to make this a beauty story!! My family is broken!! That's so much fun!?

In intense words, the sorceress curses all those who wished for the brave.

"Pretend not to look. Face the good guys. Look like a victim! Why are you having fun!! Me ha! Me, my brother, my mother!! I wasn't born to be your comfort!! We were born for ourselves! Your mother never wanted to die! Your brother didn't want to get ripped off! I didn't want to be left behind!!

Everyone hated him for other reasons. So she learned the means to fight for herself. A miracle, hated the miracle and pursued witchcraft.

To be strong.

I didn't need a holy sword, because people can fight without a stand for bravery, because I can fight reality on my own, dive into a dungeon to remind everyone in this country.

"That's why I'm going to be strong, that I'm going to be strong enough that this country doesn't need any brave men! Me!!

Loudly, I spit out everything I've hated since I became the brave sister.

With tears in my attentive eyes, I curse all the people I had but to entrust, shouting out why I tried to be strong.

"I wanted to waste the wishes of all those who made my brother a brave man who just pulled out the Holy Sword!!

To so much intensity, Ren couldn't say anything.

Because if you affirm it, you will deny the story that Len admired.

Because I found that if I affirmed it cheaply, it would be just a thin word of comfort.

I feel sorry for myself for not being able to do it like a slave girl, and I could only lend her shoulders.

Someone stood up before the brave. There were people who took action.

All of it was crushed by the sound of the emperor's jade.

A voice that flattens everything you hear. Secrets that go to all the land. The emperor closest to a pure miracle was so powerful that only one holy sword could confront it.

I wanted to turn you upside down.

I wanted to tell you that I did it while you guys shut up and wished.

"Yet I..."

The voice of the sorceress, who was stretched hard, trembles.

She couldn't make it. The revolution ended sooner than the sorceress made something out of it, and the emperor was defeated.

People's, as I hoped.

And after a few years, the brave returned to this city with the Holy Sword of their own free will.

She couldn't tell me what she was doing.

Welcome back, and.

To be honest, too much time had passed between brothers and sisters.

"... I know."

"What is it?"

"As much as I'm wrong,"

I noticed when Ichiki told me that her power was talent.

I will never reach the brave. What a dream again in the emperor's miracle. After all, I did nothing but be selfish with my child. Even the selfishness of such a child was made up because there were secret leaders and female swordsmen, protected by them.

So mock yourself.

"You sound stupid."

I should have just wished for it myself. You should have prayed to the brave man and asked him to take your mother's enemy. That way, you must have smiled like a sister when the brave man came home.

Welcome back.

But I couldn't.

Because I didn't have that personality.

"Me, really. You're such an idiot for nothing."

The sorceress makes a fool of herself for not being cute, as she gave up.

"... eh"

I didn't think so. I couldn't say anything about her past, but I couldn't say anything about the story that was over.

So Ren grabbed the sorceress's shoulder and raised his voice.

"Wrong. No!

"Huh?"

"Seniors, you can't go wrong!!

The witch magician, with her eyes rounded, slipped away from her gaze. And also stick out a thin laugh like you gave up.

"Why? Stop it, I know. You, you admired the story of the brave. That's why I'm so comforted."

"It's no consolation. 'Cause I was looking at seniors!

"- To?"

"I regret coming to this city and being fooled by seniors, but that was what inspired me to get excited. After thinking about it and gaining momentum with it! That's what I thought, having an amazing senior who became an adventurer only a year earlier!

"... ah"

From the witch magician's face, the thin and laughing like he had given up disappeared.

When I blurted, I trembled from my toes to the top of my head.

My eyes moistened. The exhaled breath was hot. The admitted joy became my body and I circled my whole body on a heart with a bouncing chest comfort.

"Wrong, I wonder if I didn't"

"I'm not wrong"

"Wasn't it for nothing?"

"Not for nothing"

"Oh well."

"Yes, I am."

Step by step, the sorceress has packed more distances than she had originally done.

"Name"

"Huh?"

"By name, call me"

Of the sorceress, name.

Of course, I know.

Requested Ren, call her.

"... Mulina"

"Yeah."

"Mulina's not wrong."

"More"

"What Mullina has done, it's not for nothing!

"Not yet. more"

Put your weight on Ren's breastplate and gently add it to Ren's breastplate with the girl's hand, Mulina snorts.

"Not enough. More, admit it. Tell me you're not wrong. Scream that I wasn't wasted. Praise Murina for being amazing."

"Murina can't go wrong!! Mulina is amazing!

"Right...... I'm amazing, aren't I? 'Cause you're a generation of adventurers, and you're out of your mind."

"That's right. Yo! There's no way Mullina is wrong like that, there isn't!!

Ren knows.

How strong is Murina? Are you trying?

Mullina is so jealous.

I don't want her to deny herself such a Murina.

"Because I was aiming!!! He wants to be like Mullina!!!! He said he's one younger but he's amazing!!! Sometimes I felt sorry for myself compared, but I could go a long time ago because I have Mulina!!!!

"... hehe"

Mullina laughed at me.

He loosened up and saw a happy smile that cut loose. That was also a pleasure for Ren.

Mullina was holding her fist, whether she was strong or not. Even when Ren was just praying, he kept polishing himself with tears.

One year younger, a girl.

Much stronger than myself, I wanted to take such Mullina's weakness and affirm it more, but the next time I came out with my mouth was a different word.

"Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

'Cause I was one of those brave people who wanted me to be.

It was a terrible time.

The Empire is gone now. Everyone says that with their mouths shut about the time of the former emperor of this country.

People living in cities, in towns, in villages, in any profession.

It's not an exaggeration or anything that Len said he liked Mullina's cuisine, because he couldn't eat anything lok in Len, who grew up in a village in the region. Still, I was just blessed to have something to eat to the point where the starving dead didn't get out.

An era in which all lands and wealth were nationalized and attempted to be distributed equally.

It's impossible. I don't know what you were thinking, but now the truth is in the dark. Maybe he was burning to his ideals. It was supported by the people until they took over noble lands, and then everything was terrible.

There was a famine in the sun. The country couldn't handle anything. It was just an excuse to take over the land. The rations were delayed. As the country starved as it preceded from the local village, the appeal was dismissed, and the uprising against the administration quelled with jade sounds. Yet crime did not work and the country was rough.

Nobody knew what the emperor was thinking.

Those were the times.

In that, the activity of the brave men waving the Holy Sword, in which their wishes arose, was all too heartfelt. His grief was comforting. I hoped he would do whatever he sacrificed.

Even though he has a family.

I dreamed of Tan, the hero of the brave, not having thought of that, and it was Len who came straight to this city.

"So sorry"

"... silly"

"Sorry."

"I won't allow it."

"... sorry"

"I won't tolerate words alone. … so"

Mullina leaning against Ren, lifting her eyes.

"Bullshit."

From the chest, at the top.

"Like yesterday, when you helped me. Then I'll forgive you."

Sweet, naughty.

There's no way I could resist it.

Ren roughly turns his hand around his shoulder. Hold softly so as not to hurt you, bewildered by the softness of Mullina.

"More"

"Yes, sir"

"Stronger"

"Is this it?"

"Yeah. Keep it up"

"... Yes"

"More like this, Gyu. Call me Mullina."

"... ok, Mulina"

"... hehe"

One boy embraced the girl as he was asked in Park Square.

Gyuuuuu.

Put your strength into it, but take care. Call her name, until Mullina is satisfied.

All the time, goo.

As I was asked, I kept hugging her.