Another world is full of happiness ( Template).

"That's why. It's not my fault! You were gonna head to my rescue, weren't you? Then I think that killing is wrong. It was a real fierce fight! Fran transforms! Try to be the whole demon king thing......! There are other Iolus joining the fight. So, yeah. Hey, listen to me! Hey. I'm afraid of Marco's faceless expression! Hey. Karenarien! Elena! Help!

"I don't know. I can't believe you got more fiancées without our permission. I can't believe that makes God and the Demon King fiancées, too."

"That's right. Can't you refuse to welcome God and the Demon King? 'Instead of getting off the Demon King, I became your fiancée,' Françoise said, who may be forced to push through. But, Iolus, what does God do? I don't even know what to do at the national level, rather than us. Take responsibility for the area yourself."

He turned the gaze of salvation to Karenarien and Elena as he explained the situation to Marco, who slowly approached him with no expression, pale in his face, but what returned was a gaze of disdain and a cheekswelling expression as if he were obstinate.

"Hey, there's an iorus god nearby. You had plenty of time to confess, didn't you?

"Wait a minute! No, it's not! Listen to me, Marco!

"Ugh! Think about life for a second!

When Marco made a full swing at Harrison of Gold screaming, he blew up Jiji and stunned him.

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"Hmm? What is this place?

"Have you been noticed? Dear George."

Xuji woke up to Marco's voice, which could be heard in the distance. Turning his consciousness to his soft voice and the feeling of wrapping his back of his head softly, he had Karenarien's face that seemed only a little worried. He confirms that he is going to regret leaving the knee pillow feeling.

"So, how long have I been out of my mind?

"Right. Is it about five minutes?

"So, what's that?

Iolus was seen sitting upright in the direction indicated by Jiji. And there were different people surrounding it, with different expressions on their faces. Marco, who continues to be faceless. Orlando and the Cardinals surrounding it in horror.

"Marco is preaching for now, isn't he? At first it seemed that Marco was also committed to being polite, but you didn't seem to mind the answer of Aeorus God. Gradually, his expression became faceless, and after tapping into Harrison's series of attacks, he was in that state."

When Jiji used his skill ears to pick up the conversation, he could pick up a machine-tongued iorus voice.

"Watashiha koufukuno kami iorsdez. Saphiriano chitsujo mamor monotoshi teyat ki macita. Watashihama oudeal françoise tadashi imitini modosta menico no chinino collimas"

"All right! Repeat it a hundred more times! All right!"

"Oh, you know. Lord Marco. It's time to go around... No, it's nothing. Well... good luck."

Worried about Iolus continuing to vomit the same dialogue in a constant rhythm with the highlight's disappearing eyes, Orlando tried to hang his voice on Marco to make him stop. But when I looked Marco in the eye and took a few steps backwards, I told him there was nothing there, trembling in the small pieces.

"Okay, so?

"Ah. George. Please! Help him! I don't think you can preach in a proper seat to Lord Iolus, who is just the Creator. But my persuasion won't stop him. I think this is Drugle's hero's turn!

"Hey. Don't push me. You just passed out, didn't you? So leave Iolus alone. Where's Fran?

It was Holland who asked for help with a gaze that looked like a scratch on his face, but he refused without a scratch. The Cardinal, starting with Lattice, who was around him, also gave up the look, and prayed to God to end it a little sooner.

"Are you going to the iorus in front of you even if you pray to God? Or are we going to the Iolus and the others in the Divine Zone? So, what about Fran? What? Elena took you to the other room? Okay, I'm going that way."

He has turned his gaze to the likeness of Iolus asking for help when he heard the voice of Jiji and his eyes returned to him, but Jiji avoids his gaze at first sight. Iolus, who was blatantly shunned from his gaze from the second, gave a desperate expression, but when he noticed Marco's gaze, he rushed back to the recitation of the dialogue taught.

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"Eh. Elena and the room where everyone is... Right here."

"Wait a minute...... Yes! I'm fine now. I was going to call you right now."

Karenarien said that she would remain in the square, and that she had knocked on the room taught by herself. The reply was immediate, but I was told to wait a while and wait a few minutes. Slowly the door opened and Elena turned up. Xuji, who went indoors to be pulled by Elena, whose eyes were shining, unwittingly stopped knowing why.

"What do you think? Didn't hear your thoughts earlier, but would it be the same as when we first met?

The silent pressure from her fiancées around her to praise her was hanging on to her as she watched her shy Françoise figure eat in. Xiaoji nodded, smiling and talking as she checked again what Françoise looked like.

"Ah, oh. Right. It's getting nicer than when we first met. And Elena's hard work is amazing."

"I'm not the only one, am I? You have all the fiancées but Karenarien, right? We asked Merta, who likes to wear makeup, and we chose clothes because we thought about her taste in costumes."

Elena explains happily as she pushes Françoise forward. Even as he listened to the explanation, his gaze was completely nailed. He insisted on clarity in a red dress that didn't really emphasize the chest, feeling lightly decorated with no more accessories than necessary. In addition, the makeup was made in a natural way, and the appearance of embarrassment was a complete preference.

"Oh, yeah? I'm surprised to see you, too. I didn't know I was so talented."

"I think Fran is confident and good!" "Hehe. I'll teach you how to make out later." "Not as appealing as my charm, but cute." "Wow, I'll teach you how to make a soot!

Françoise, praised by his fiancées, looked shy, but embraced them and smiled.