All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Ren was a child when this country was still an empire.

Ren is out of the poor countryside. Far from urban areas, he survived because he was poor but lucky enough to escape drought in the countryside. There was no room for life, but not enough to starve to death. Under the asylum of his parents, he lived a life of bringing fire to his nails in prayer only that he would not be engulfed in the turmoil of urban areas.

So in those days, Ren only knows what was happening in the heart of the Empire in what he hears.

What did Whiton Barlow think he was' brave 'about?

In what process did Ease Ann become known as the 'Virgin'?

What made Snow Alto, who was a Kingsguard knight, disobey and festive as the 'Holy Knight'?

How did 'Bandits' Volcano, the inhabitants of the back society, help the revolution, which is on the Church's side?

I don't know what they were thinking, even if I've heard about the activity of their tabular stage. What's more, I haven't even heard the most important yet hearsay about that revolution.

It's about the Emperor.

On second thought, Ren has no idea exactly what happened to the last emperor of the Herbarian Empire.

Fuyuraciato Herbaria IV.

There is no rumor that the last emperor of the Empire was shut down as a sinner. I don't even hear about being publicly executed. Doesn't seem like he's exiled to a foreign country.

However, I have only heard that the emperor has been defeated.

What did it mean to overthrow the Emperor? If you think about it, it's obscure.

Ren wanted to know that.

"Empire, be forever"

The slogan is a sentence that was marked to strike the emperor at a time when the empire was still at peace. The imperialists who still exist insist with their mouths shut.

Even if the land of this world disappears, the testimony of the emperor with the jade sounds will remain in the world, and the empire will continue to flourish indestructibly.

Ren doesn't know if it's a paranoia that the imperialists chant, or if it makes any deep sense.

"Ha."

Wouldn't the fatigue left on my body spit out outside, both breathing and breathing?

The size of the exhaled breath gives rise to such a silly idea. I laugh bitterly, aware that my thoughts are stuck without help.

Yesterday, it came down to Snow and Ez Ann, and when I spoke to the reporter, an assumption about who the slave girl is.

"... I don't care how much you think."

Just thinking doesn't solve anything.

Make a big stretch and go outside. It's Dungeon Exploration Day.

In order to move, I have food. To get daily food, Ren headed to the dungeon.

The dungeon exploration went well that day.

Len, the leader, sets a policy and walks forward, exploring with the feeling that Linley, who grew fox ears and tails in fox possession, has become acute, and Mullina, the most experienced, puts in the advice.

If it's going to be a battle, you can use the 'Wall of Faith'. Len wants to be a clever shield combined with witchcraft to make Linley feel comfortable fighting, and a well-balanced Mullina in the distance fills the gap in the party.

"Murina, we need backup! More in line with me."

"You move too much as you like, so you're controlling it from behind. Be thankful."

"Huh!? Mullina, what's the occasion like?

"Uh... Linley was amazing. You know, the sorcery earlier, it was cool!

"Right! Eh heh heh"

……

"So, the timing of Mullina's cover was perfect. Thanks."

Sometimes, Linley stirs up Mullina and she's about to start a fight. In that case, Ren lifts Linley up and calms her down, whispering and following her into Mullina.

It's a terrible party without Len.

I was on my way back from cutting up my exploration at that rate.

At the end of Len's walk, I saw a woman. Ren raises his voice to a familiar opponent.

"Instructor?"

"Oh, isn't that the crew?"

It was Snow who was in the dungeon but alone, walking in the same pace as a walk while in light clothes.

Presence height just standing and limbs stretched smoothly. It is so natural that the long sword you have does not appear to be the same as an accessory, it is called a glamorous figure that you can clearly see even in everyday wear, and it is such a beautiful beauty that you are likely to fall in love with it if you don't even know the inside.

"Is the instructor in the dungeon asking someone from the department to do it again?

"Oh, yeah"

Snow assumed the position of head of the temple's therapeutic department at Conne a while ago, but is often hit by rescue work for needy rescuers within the dungeon, even though he is the head of the department due to the fierce demand of the field that he "be away would take a lot of work".

Snow nodded softly at Ren's prediction that he would still be wandering the dungeon this time as a good bodily snob payment.

"I don't know. It's better than desk work. If you hang around properly, you'll run into a lot of wrecked parties."

"Oh yeah..."

With this wide dungeon, how can you reach where you need to just walk appropriately? Bad luck is too strong to be scary.

Snow's external reputation was a noose climb, because that's how he's rescuing several adventurers who have fallen into a dangerous state.

"Snow Alto......"

Unlike Ren, who started the conversation amicably, it was Murina who saw Snow and clearly looked at him. It's not just Mullina, Linley looks disgusted too.

"Long time no see, 'Holy Knight'. Do you remember me?"

Murina came forward and greeted him provocatively. Linley hides behind Ren and this is her safety zone.

"Hmm? Oh, you were such a pain in the ass then"

"... you seem to remember. I heard about you, but the church is rotten with criminals in the temple."

"I'll drag you through the finished story. In the first place, the church has been rotten since before I was born. Regularly, Ease Anne is born, so it's a relief that the center isn't rotten."

"You're good at putting yourself on the shelf. I think it's too soon for the statute of limitations."

Ren himself doesn't care about being kidnapped, either, as you can see from what he calls Snow's 'instructor' and so on.

When it comes to kidnapping Ren, it's rather Linley who has the narrowest shoulder. It's not guilt to Mullina or Ren, of course. Because it is the stain of a case that has turned against Ichiki.

"Speaking of which, you. Sounds like Whiton Barlow's sister."

"... then what?

"Nothing?"

Snow accidentally changing the subject spirals a laugh at Mullina poking around.

"Seems, I just thought"

Mullina's anger entered dangerous waters.

They mock their reconciled brother, and fury dwells in their blue eyes. My hand reached for the dagger on my hip.

"Let's start with that."

On the verge of Mullina's emotions bursting, Ren cracked between them. Hold Mullina's hand and step forward.

These two, rather than, Snow's attitude goes too far with Mullina. I can't even afford to notice Mullina getting her hands gripped and her face turned red when she says she should pull here, and Ren bows her head.

"Well, then, instructor. Sorry to disturb you so busy."

"Oh, good luck with the crew. If you like, I'll teach you man-to-man again. Until you're satisfied, plenty."

"Disappear, you Kusare Saint Knight!!

Snow waves at Ren, not even looking at Mullina's anger.

Linley, who was hiding behind Ren after he lost sight of it, turned up a little.

"... Snow, did you go?

"It's gone. I mean, Linley. Weren't you acquainted with Snow Alto? Why are you hiding?

"I know him, but Snow is kidding. I don't want to talk to you because we can't talk. How could I have fundamentally mismatched Snow's nature before this?"

"Nature? Not character?

"Well, Snow's character sucks too."

Nature, not character. Linley frowns at Ren's question, who remembers to be hooked on that expression.

Snow's condition becomes a somewhat professional story of witchcraft. How did you crush and explain what you understood?

Linley looks down at Ren to determine his level of understanding and thinks with her fingers on her lips.

"Ren, do you know what a sixth sense is? Me and my Honorable Ichiki..."

"In this country, it's a gift. The academic name is" Congenital Blood Continuity Concept Determination Phenomenon. "

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've never heard of either..."

Gift to the sixth sense. Neither of them is involved in Ren's life, I shake my head to no avail.

"Yeah, well... maybe that's the one that's easy to understand. Innate miracles!

"What is the secret of the innate... the emperor's 'jade sound'!?

"It's cruel compared to that."

I just know that. Mullina scolds Len, who raised her voice in surprise.

"What Linley is trying to explain right now is something smaller because it's not about ability, it's about feeling. Sometimes it's not the country, it's the tribe that's given credit to one human being as a feeling."

"Ma, I guess Mullina's right. Continuing the ideas of our ancestors and passing them on in our veins, we occasionally create people who are born to connect with the concepts built up in our blood family. That's the sixth sense."

While Linley seems unhappy that she was seen dwarfed in her abilities, she agrees that she can't wait to be compared to the purple ones.

"Heh, I see"

Still, there are things that even Len can tell.

"I know that Linly and Ichiki would be amazing talents"

"Eh heh! Yes."

Being praised equals replenishing your pride. Linley grinned furiously, urging her to turn her head around and praise her more.

"Me, hey, it's amazing! Ren, you can't beat Linly for life, okay? For me to be at a party with you like that, Ren Oh-chan has more, or... shah, right!

"Thank you, Linly!

"Eh heh!

Linley's sixth sense is inspiration. It's the idea of the post-mortem world for people and animals. To lead to the ancestral spiritual faith to which the clan was dedicated, Linley, who had that feeling, had left her name as a gifted child wanting. It's a gift that can be handled accurately by expanding six more senses by a chicken, but even before that, it pushes the heartbeat as talented.

Mullina grabs and hips off Linley's root, which is innocently stranded to Ren.

"Six senses are innate, but they're not necessarily absolute talents. Even if I can't feel it, I can observe it."

"... hmm? I don't know the difference, do I?

"Even if the five senses of the human body do not feel it, we can collect it as data for magic observation, and we can also use it as a basis for sorcery to respond. What makes a chicken so amazing is the intelligence it does with reason without being swayed by the feeling of innate nature. There's no such thing as' somehow 'in her witchcraft."

Unlike this kid, I point out.

Linley, who was compared, does not argue while peeling and intimidating dog teeth that are sharpened by fox possession.

Sixth sense is that it is difficult to process. The brain can't handle the sense of the path that is entered from outside of the normal five senses, and the consciousness doesn't follow well in trying to hold the reins as a sorcery. As a matter of fact, Linley was swayed by a sixth sense until before she met Ichiki.

In contrast, Ichiki can say that that point is perfect. Observations and confluences into the conceptual areas from this world are slipping away. Being a magician is very well balanced and highly complete.

"Honorable Ichiki is a special special archgenius... but Snow is the other way around, something's wrong with the balance"

"You mean the instructor has a sixth sense, too?

"So. snow is from the right martial family of the Empire, right? I know it's connected to the conceptual realm of imperialism, but it's pretty much affecting your senses, that."

"What?"

Murina blatantly frowns when she hears about imperialism.

Murina has no good feelings for the imperialists. Anyway, it was an imperialist crime to break into a mansion in the past and kill his mother.

"Hmm? I heard good things. Imperialism is like another name for the Terrorist Reserve. It's gonna be a good excuse to hit me legally one day."

"But the instructor is a brave party for the defeat of the Empire, right? I don't think he's imperialist..."

"I don't do anything around there."

Even as I follow Mullina's dark grin, I make a plea. Linley, not interested in the circumstances there, returns to the explanation.

"Even if it leads to the conceptual realm in the first place, it's only a sensory one, and it doesn't mean ideas get flushed. I'm not an ancestral spiritual faith, am I?

If you ask me, yes. As can also be seen from the fact that he grows fox ears and fox tails with fox possession with enhanced physical abilities, what Linley uses is primarily a curse of rice.

"Just come on, when consciousness comes to the mystical realm, the five senses of the flesh come out uneven, right? Since imperialism seems to be nationalistic, I don't think foreigners can tell the difference from Snow's point of view."

Saints and immortals are particularly extreme in this phenomenon.

In their case, it is in the conceptual area that there is the body of consciousness, so there are mutations in the five senses that observe the present world and in the flesh itself. This is why Ease Ann doesn't grasp the face of anyone but a limited priesthood and can't remember the name of anyone other than the Baptist name.

She is not distinguishing, let alone discriminating, between priests and other human beings.

From her point of view, those who do not know the teachings of the Western Church do not really see them as human beings.

"I mean, Snow doesn't know my face. So Yada."

For Lynley, who admits to being a beautiful girl, she finds herself intolerably intertwined with the similarity of her appearance there.

I see, it's a reason for self-respecting, linly-like convincing, except for against Ichiki.

With a bitter smile, Ren and the others headed from the dungeon to the exit leading to the church.

Meanwhile, Snow, who was breaking up with the Rens and hanging out in the dungeon, snaps a bump.

"Yesterday, no matter what the crew has been exploring about His Majesty... is it a party with the brave sister"

A little bit of a whim.

Snow Alto, who stopped his leg, turns his thoughts to the past.

How the revolution ended when Len asked me. The last day of the Empire was abrupt.

One day, suddenly, Ez-Ann told him.

- The emperor lost it.

In one word, the revolution ended.

Not even before the Snows settled, really one day suddenly, Ez Ann marked the end of the Empire.

He entered the royal palace half-heartedly, where he asked to see the emperor. Only the preacher came out. He expressed his gratitude to Snow, who had come in ahead of the brave men.

- An abusive emperor, gone.

The man, who wept and thanked him, disappeared somewhere with Volcano.

Snow and the brave man, who heard the emperor disappeared, thought at first that she must have escaped.

The activity of the courageous, backed by the Church, had become so great. If the emperor who perceived the situation fled the country, the power of Jade Sound would be lost, but detection based on that power would be impossible.

At the same time that I won't be able to grab my whereabouts, I'll be in a 'Emperor Lost' state, at least for Ez Ann.

For Ez Ann, what the Emperor cannot forgive is the power of the 'Jade Sound', which celebrated the Emperor to the god of the living.

So the emperor's flight out of the country is, in a way, the end that the braves feared most. The forces of imperialism are deeply rooted. If the emperor is swept away from the country, I can't get my hands on him. And the forces that wanted the jade sound existed, how much.

At that time, the only person who knew everything was Volcano, who didn't look like he was going to eat anything, took the preacher away, and then didn't show his face to the braves.

I couldn't do the best, but it was the brave men who noticed on the verge of trying to hustle and tell the royal fleeing to discredit the Emperor with the next good measure.

- Kids, rooms...?

I realized that the Emperor's chamber was a children's room because he was a brave man who had a young sister.

As far as Snow knows, the reign of Fuyurasiat Herbaria IV has lasted for more than twenty years. When he came to power, he was in his mid-twenties. Sure, he was a young emperor, but not a child.

So I answered without thinking deeply.

- Surely Fuyurasiat IV should have had one, a daughter. It would be the room.

- If so, maybe... no... that's stupid.

The brave man lost his complexion. Snow at that time didn't know what the brave man was thinking.

Where did the emperor go with "The Worst Decade of the Empire" as the end of his reign?

And where did Her Royal Highness, the young princess, who was her only daughter, disappear? When no trace of the royal family could be found no matter how much he searched for the Imperial Palace, Snow heard the brave man's assumption.

- Stupid.

At first, I smiled. I thought it was an unlikely assumption.

But the more I look into it, the more overlapping all the evidence I just think it is.

Nor is it impossible to do what is normally possible, using jade sounds. The certainty grew as Whiton successfully restored the memories and thoughts of the heavy towns who were emperors using the Holy Sword.

Snow, who found out the truth, became disgusted. A few times, I even tried to choose to die myself, and each time I lost my life.

She disobeyed the Kingsguard and became an Imperial Revolutionary because she tried to choose justice.

But suppose the Lord who chose treason was the biggest victim.

Originally, she had to protect it, which was a Kingsguard. If I could have protected it, it wouldn't have done so much damage, at least.

With all my might, I searched for a child with purple hair. If there was a human with such a hair colour, it couldn't have been found.

But the sightings never gathered.

Snow abandoned everything and left the country. Very, I couldn't stay where it was the Empire. Maybe he's somewhere outside the country. Wandering in faint hope, I couldn't even find a footprint.

I made a mistake.

There was no way I could stay in a place where no one even blamed me for the wrong me.

It was a pleasure to meet the Lord, who should serve his life as a flowing city.

It should also be noted that I do not care that Volcano is beside the Lord in our face, but that is enough to seem trivial.

"I have to protect that one. So, hey, crew."

I will never betray myself again. So I wasn't going to tell that boy about my past full of failures, Snow had.

Remembering the boy with the brave sister, Snow sharpened his eyes like needles.

"Which one are you?"

Whoever became the enemy, Snow intended to blunt the blade, without fine dust.