All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

The air was lukewarm.

On the way home from hearing from Wheaton, Ren had his feet set on Park Square.

The seasonal difference is felt on the skin. Feel the air temperature on your skin, inhale the difference in humidity with your nose, and enjoy the difference in scenery with your eyes. That's the four seasons.

I was at a milestone where I could feel the shift in season from spring to summer if I went outside, and my reflection on the identity of one girl haunted Ren's head.

I have myself trying to put a smile on her that 'yes' is too much of a rushing delusion.

At the same time, the information coming in from the perimeter reinforces Ren's thoughts.

There's nothing out there that denies that slave girls are 'yes'. No one made a clear statement, but it's just an attitude almost equal to accepting Ren's predictions.

If she was' yes'.

Her words, which saved her self, become too far away.

Len was visiting Park Square, unable to give any answers to his strays.

There are no slave girls.

Ho, the relief breath leaked.

Slave girl, I wanted to ask you something.

But I was also afraid to ask. I was afraid that I would get an answer to my doubts as they grew up without certainty.

Ren was now relieved that she could not find out where she was.

Let's go home.

It was when Ren turned his heel back.

One girl stood at the entrance to Park Square.

"... hello"

It was the girl who gave the quiet impression that she had spoken.

To a pitiful, neat beauty, glossy juicy lips. I saw the girl cutting her blue silver hair short and for a moment I missed recognizing who she was because she was wearing too normal clothes.

"Slave, girl..."

White blouse, red flared skirt.

Simple, yet elegant and tailored, the garments are so fine that they can't be compared to the piercing clothes she always wears.

Except for the leather collar on the neck, there is no shadow in the outfit as a full affirmation slave girl.

A normally dressed girlfriend walks up to Ren through the entrance to the park.

For some reason, I felt like I'd never seen her before.

"... somehow, hissing"

You thought the same thing as Ren, the girl with her hands behind her back speaks in a quiet husky voice.

This is the girl in Park Square doing all the affirmative slave girls.

Ren didn't know anything more about her than that.

Maybe I was noticing more than that.

"... so. You know who I am?

"How could you do that?"

"... because I hear stories from Ichiki and Snow. If you want to explore people's secrets... be more careful, huh?

Seeing Ren wandering into the sudden appearance and question, she took the purple crystal out of her nostrils.

Secrets of Loose.

When, it's the crystal of her sin that Ease Ann took me to the bottom of the dungeon to get and handed me from Len.

"... this. What shape did you take when you found it?

Ren explores memory reflexively.

A form that was said and actually was when I joined Whiton and Volcano in their search. the lowest level of the dungeon, which was in a cluttered pile.

"It was originally the throne."

"... yes"

A purple grace - I narrowed my eyes to loneliness when I heard that her form of sin was originally the throne.

The girl who hit the relationship rolls by the hand and by the hand.

"... about me. If you want to know, I'll tell you. I don't even have to ask around. 'Cause you have the right... to listen"

Born in Ren, who told me what I wanted to know, was perplexing.

"Wait. Why are you telling me... what's so important to me?

"... nothing, it's not just you"

Her voice, which says Ren is not special, is devoid of heat. Answer because they asked. I had no further emotions.

"... of all the people who were strangled with blood by the empires of those days, I have the right to know. Because I have a duty to serve all the people who have gone through those times. Instead... you're a normal person, so talk."

What does that mean?

"... but I wonder if I'd like to hear your answer first. Who did you think I was?

"... you, ha"

Remaining prompted by a quiet husky voice, Ren offers his own found answer.

"You were Fuyurachiato Herbaria IV"

"... yeah. I was born with an innate mystery… 'The Giver'. So, what's your answer?

Slave girl, she was the emperor.

That's just a stunning fact, but Ren's predictions weren't over.

"That, with"

To the expectation that follows, the tease and throat dries up. It excites the mind. Praying for you to come off, but squeezing out the words.

"Your mother was also Fuyuraciat Herbaria IV"

The girl grinned lightly.

It creates a feeling of impatience that cannot be compared to Ren's chest. I want you to deny your predictions. Not really, keep talking.

"At the time of your mother's death, there was someone who manipulated you as a young puppet. The period during which you were being deceived by the name of your former emperor was' the worst decade of the Empire '. I can't get that big picture out of my head."

……

"But you can't be, can you? It's an impossible story to make a silly conspiracy theory."

"... yeah. Your predictions were generally correct, just a little more, the reality was terrible"

I am given the right answer by Ren, who desperately tries to deny the answer.

"... my mother, Fuyurasiat IV, was killed by a preacher who was under his command. Stupid, I was used by that preacher... to wave a jade sound as Hooyurasiato IV to hide my mother's death."

The emperor was killed.

Hearing the fact that there should not be, Ren lost the tangle of words. Ask the worst of exceeding expectations and stand stunned.

Not just Len, but absolutely an emperor to a human being born into an empire. The power of jade sounds is an overwhelming force that makes assassination impossible even.

Even if we go back in time, there should be no such thing as a murdered emperor.

"Why, that's..."

"... maybe, but. Only one person in this world, when the sound of the jade did not work, must have decided the end of the empire."

"Someone whose jade sounds don't work?

"... yes. There was someone like that."

The emperor's jade eclipses the will of men just by listening. That's why we needed an intermediary person to convey the word so as not to extend the compulsion of jade sounds.

That's the bloodline of the decree that kept serving beside the emperor.

"... the resistance of the jade sounds was born as a gift from a tribe of commanders"

The blood muscles of the decree were a clan that existed only to be manipulated by jade sounds for life and to convey the emperor's words as they were.

They, who mediate the emperor's words, were required to continue to hear the jade sounds closest to them and to live a life without will.

My family of annihilation, which followed with the Emperor, finally gained the secret to jade sounds as constitution by virtue of its nearest and purely nearest miracle continuing to be exposed.

So was Snow, a clan of wisdom like Ichiki and Linley, or the bloodline of Takemen who undertook imperial patronage.

They got a sixth sense close to what their blood muscles believed.

So it is one inevitable that a clan of preachers can now hear the emperor's jade as just a voice.

"... the name of Fuyurasiat IV belongs, in fact, to my former emperor. Young I was a very, very convenient being to him who was serving my mother. After my mother died, I didn't even need to set up a young emperor..."

Because.

"... because he was the only one I had a conversation with"

For her as a young girl who couldn't communicate with her will in words, the only reason was to doubt who the words made sense to her.

That's why the preacher could hide through the fact that he committed the great crime of assassinating the emperor. By manipulating young jade sounds, I could keep everything.

"... I inherited the name of the emperor before me only to decide that I did not die my mother. I behaved like a slave and promised to do what the preacher wanted to accomplish until he killed my mother."

In front of Ren was a girl who didn't exist.

It is a noble birth, and it is not written in history. Live in the midst of a tragedy and don't let someone recognize you.

This is the way it is.

The significance of putting up that sign crossed more diverse than Len thought.

She doesn't even have a name as an emperor. She took over the name of the Emperor before her as it was. Originally, he took the throne only for her mother's hole, which was supposed to be the last emperor.

She doesn't exist in the history of this country.

"... it was also after the Empire was destroyed that the brave men realized about me. And they chose not to make that fact public."

Exhale softly and spit out the reason why the righteous ally made her transparent.

"... because my predicament was worthy of what could possibly rebuild the Empire as a 'tragic princess'"

The brave defeated the emperor as evil.

In other words, the emperor to be defeated had to be absolutely evil.

I did not wish to disclose that the emperor, who continued to wield tremendous power and brutality, was just a poor toddler who had followed his promises.

Because if the only person left with the jade sound is the poor girl, then the imperialists get a say. The story of the Empress of Tragedy can capture the hearts of the masses more than jade sounds.

In the midst of the transformation from a royal system to a republic, that was absolutely unacceptable.

The brave are the revolutionaries.

If there's no justification, they're just traitors. If we lose even the back shield of the church, what happened?

At least his mother lost her life when she was raided by imperialists just because it was inside him.

"So it was decided that I didn't"

The revolutionary side couldn't even look for a girl with no vanishing name to a large extent.

"... I wasn't sympathetic. Of course it would have happened... but more than that, I think I wanted to decide I didn't see the presence of me. Anyway... it's me with no name, right?

"That's... and yes. I don't think Master 'Virgin' would be convinced by that logic! That guy shouldn't think that!

"... it's the other way around. She was the first to finish her activities. Because the emperor is gone."

Because of its lack of political purpose, Ez Ann was the first to stop the action of the Brave Party.

When Ez Ann observes this world, what she values is neither name nor flesh. To her, emperor is something with the secret of 'Jade Sound'.

As long as the slave girl fits the collar, or is hidden in the fig junction, the innate secret is hidden through. Observations from the mystical realm do not recognize her as an emperor.

For her, that's everything.

The purpose of Ez-Ann is neither the salvation of poverty nor the pursuit of honour.

It is about eliminating the existence of the Emperor, a being that was considered a god of the present, contrary to the Church. And no doubt, in her subjectivity, the emperor is gone.

It's only ironic that Ez Ann missed the emperor's blood muscle because realistic reason doesn't make sense.

"... It's also simple reason that I got away. Until the defeat of the Empire, the brave men did not even imagine that Fuyurachiato IV, who should have been sitting on the throne for more than twenty years, was being replaced by a child who was not even old. If I put this collar in place and walked out of the castle, I wouldn't have noticed.... He's grown up, and he's starting to look like his mother, so someone who knows can tell."

What they noticed was after entering the royal castle and scrutinizing the material.

Brave Whiton Barlow is not good at hunting down young children. Virgin Eze Ann accomplishes her purpose with the disappearance of the signs of 'Jade Sound', a mystery of the innate. Knight Snow Alto knows the truth and despairs. The inhabitant of the back society, 'Bandit' Volcano, secured by teasing a toddler who was secretly an emperor.

"That's the answer"

Ren is stunned by a history he never knew. My life shapes a country as it is. Whatever you do, the situation moves greatly, and your surroundings never leave you alone without doing anything. Ren becomes silent on the magnitude of the scale that Ren himself can't think of.

Slave girl stares at Ren's face.

Ren can't say anything.

There is no shaking in the look on the face of a slave girl. She accepted it a long time ago. The fact that he killed my mother and that the man who killed my mother manipulated me to break the country affirms it as a fact.

For her, too, the most important thing was not that she was an emperor. The most important and cruel time for her begins after she is let escape with her collar in place.

Why did you decide to stand in this park?

I don't talk about her brother here. I don't even need to talk about it.

"... the part you couldn't talk through, you just need to see"

Slave girl, take off her collar.

Ren looked out.

Her hair changes from blue silver. The blues become stronger and the appearance of red mixes to turn into the supreme purple blue.

Purple hair is a testament to the undisputed sound of jade.

The secret of loosening cannot withstand the pressure of the 'being' that appeared there, and cracks run.

"You just don't have to forgive me for knowing everything..."

In her hands, the moment the purple crystals were smashed and scattered.

In Ren's head came a memory that he shouldn't have known.