Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

The faces of the Nagumo family were relaxed thoughtfully in a large lodge of protected shelters owned by public security.

Autumn is the end of the night, and if it's also the back of the mountain, it cools down quite a bit, but happily there's a fireplace for the age stuff, and the firewood still keeps me warm with melameras and burning air.

Unlike heating appliances, the warmth of fire is an unexplained relief.

Naturally, the faces of the Nagumo family were also gathered near the fireplace.

"Knight on five of a. Charge the healer of D5!"

"Ah, my healer's on a skewer! And even throw the poison off the board! Terrible!"

On both sides of the larger game board, it's Yue and Kaori staring at the board. What you two are interested in is a different world version of chess.

The fundamentals of the rules are similar to Earth's chess, but a significant part of it has become a unique specification for different worlds.

For example, there is a wide variety of pawns, players can set which pawns to position themselves in each game, pawns themselves have a growth system, even in positions where they can take their opponents pawns in reverse, game boards can set fields for each game, fields of excellence, fields of excellence, etc. for each pawn occupation…

Anyway, it's a pretty real reproduction of the actual war.

And the biggest feature of this game is that

Why, why did you kill him? Isn't she your sister!

"Hmm. The edge of the body is cut off, etc. Loyalty to my king is absolute! Whoever they are, if they're gonna get in the way, they're just gonna crush it!

"You idiot! She was laughing that one day, when this war was over, she was gonna live with her brother again. '

Thus, pawns play drama with each other.

Now my sister, who could not stand the reign of the king on Yue's side, and her brother, a knight serving that king, are reunited on the battlefield, and my brother is killing my sister and arguing with the knight on Kaori's side who is in love with her sister.

Anything, it seems that it was my brother who gave my sister asylum, and although I promised to chase her, she changed her mind...

"Hilarious, boulder yue, terrible!

"… Kaori. It's not the setting I thought of. The drama of the game is completely random specifications"

"I doubt that setting right now. 'Cause if you were Yue, you'd have targeted the healer first before! I'm sure they're reading players' minds with soul magic or something! Yue's aspirations are reflected in the story!

"... because it's a coincidence. Healer, don't die. No mercy, I don't think."

"It's a lie! What a lie! I know! Whenever you play games, you check the healer's location first! You can tell by the gaze movement!

"… Kaori. You're tired."

"Shut up!

Noisy with Garth Garth, actually, the two friendliest people to play games with. Hajime and the others dust into the usual sight at all.

Shaking back and forth the euthanasia chair in front of the fireplace, Shea, who was then also a rabbit, asked Hajime without moving her gaze from the knitting at hand.

"What about the truth, Mr. Hajime? Does that read the player's mood and set the story?

"No, there's no such setup, it should. Because all of the embedded stories are daytime drama specs like hate plays and bone meat feuds. The players are just projecting themselves on their own."

Hajime, who had Mu on his lap and was playing the laptop with him, answers that with a little less confidence.

By the way, right now, what we're doing with Mu is a state-made simulation game. It is a trial of a new game from the worried company.

It is possible to build a fairly liberal country, but Mu concentrates on "military power is the power of the state," and on barrier-proof weapon development and armament enhancement.

Subtle, even though Hajime tries to incorporate "how many woodland settings," he says, "Miu, I'm a boulder dad. Let the beasts pretend to be pioneering people and place them on the front line," I knew I would lean my thoughts toward armaments.

Where the hell is this kid trying to go and where is he growing up...

Hajime Daddy was a little worried.

The game is filled with sadness, and I lean my neck when I realise how rare and unconfidential Hajime is.

"What's up, Hajime? You made the game, didn't you?

"No, you're not, Dad. I didn't make this cross-world version of chess. Oscar Orcs...... it was made by the founder of that Orcs Great Labyrinth. When I was in Nara's den, I found it in Oscar's treasure trove. I did a great job with Yue in my spare time."

To the words, "I've never seen an artifact made by anyone but Hajime," he gives a look that surprised not only the sadness, but other faces as well.

"But Oscar also wondered how he made such a strange game setting. No, it conveys the awesomeness of skill..."

"Right. When I went on a trip to Tortoise the other day, I thought it was a footage of the past at the Orcs lair that I had been shown... more like this, a serious brother."

Tio said, "Ha?" If he tilted his neck, Shizukuishi also "did" tilt his neck at the deviation of his impression.

"... well, I can imagine. I guess Milady sidelined in anyway and let her add drama settings. Every time a pawn collides with each other, a powerful daytime drama story plays out in vain... I can't think of anything but him."

I am convinced by Hajime's words, even as they all have a distant eye for "I wish I were the guardian of the world".

"Gentlemen, how about a warm cafe au lait?

Remia came back from the kitchen with the tray in both hands. The tray has mugs for the number of people on it, and stands in addition to the hot air. At the same time, the slightly sweet aroma stirred through the nasal cavity.

"Remia, Nice!" My mother-in-law loves that kind of thing about Lemia. I'm glad she has cookies or something. "

He wrote something on the tablet at hand while lying asleep, demanding a pretence and replacement of an empty mug with one hand.

After finishing this Nagumo family mother, barbecue, and taking a bath, she hasn't risen once since she started relaxing in front of the fireplace. Gobbling all the time. He doesn't seem to be willing to get up and do anything anymore today.

Sweet mother-in-law at all costs to her son's daughter-in-law......

Normally, I'm lazy enough to think it might even trigger the daughter-in-law issue, but Lemia smiles all the time with "Oh, ugh" on such a giggle. No, I would rather leave the mug and cookies in a place that is easy to remove.

"Remia, don't spoil your mother too much. Once you're in shape, you're gonna be pissed off. You're gonna be sweet to the point."

"Oh. Isn't that nice? I'm traveling because of you."

To Remia, the smiling Virgin, he says gobbling, "Remia spoils me for the minute my son won't spoil me."

By the way, Xu is unusually good at identifying that critical. During the trip and to my lazy mother with the usual 30% increase, the demon king's son sighed small.

I received a cafe aure from Remia, and in good time they all mouthed together. Ringing cockles and throats in my mouth a little so I can taste it.

Everyone leaked a distracted voice, "Ha-ha-hoo".

and there's a ringtone on Hajime's smartphone to water such a neat atmosphere. If you have a subtle look in your hand, the display will have the letter "Hattori". More sigh and call.

"Mr. Nagumo, there's a group here."

"That's fast. I thought it might take a couple of days."

'Unfortunately, it seems to be competitive. I wanted you to enjoy your vacation on your first day or so.'

"Neither does Hattori. You stole Mu's eyes and took home quite a bit of meat, didn't you? Weren't you and your men immersed in the aftermath of dinner?

'Yeah, I got a blissful time I rarely get to taste the official's cheap monthly salary. My men are very grateful.'

"By the way, when Mu says, 'Hattori, don't forgive me. You said you'd never forget a meat grudge."

"Please intercede so much! I was happy! I couldn't beat A5-ranked meat!

"Well, leave that alone - to what extent?

Hajime, who was grinning bitterly at Hajime's reaction, asked there slightly altering the atmosphere. Hattori also changes her voice and answers.

'Fifty-two people went into the mountains just to be able to confirm here. Equipment, four teams based on staffing. Everything will be different.'

"... you've come in quite a few people. How's the crushing going?

'You don't have one at the moment. Thanks for not interfering with each other and winning early. Oh, you're talking in advance up there. I don't know what kind of action you're going to take after you've secured your goal.'

"So that's it all?

'No. I'll come to about three other countries. Looks like we crossed the prefecture earlier. You feel like you're about fifteen minutes late.'

"A hundred people in all are weak."

What do you want me to do? I'm ready for this one, too. I'll send out troops if I have to. It's tough to deal with everything, but it's possible to hunt one or two enemy teams'

Hajime shows a slight tendency to think about the Hajime proposal.

You understand that the Raiders are also invited more than the Hajimes are coming to a place like this at this time. In the first place, the safe houses of public safety are also known because Hattori and the others deliberately circulated information.

Still, the fact that they came together in such a small amount of time meant that they were also prepared. It should be moving beyond surveillance. Elite and fully equipped.

The Special Forces of the Returnee Response Division are strong enough. He's the best of the best. Anyway, around the second half of the returnee uproar, we held back the hands of all nations with the help of the Lion Rapid in order not to let the Demon King strike his hand.

That's all, Japan also looked heavily at returnee disturbance related, but I guess it was the late editing...

Nevertheless, the mandate is broad and the personnel of the Returnee Response Division are scattered throughout the country, or to some extent throughout the world.

As Hattori had said beforehand, it was true that only the personnel who were able to respond to this sudden move were in short supply.

For once, though, I do not feel the need to make sacrifices in vain by sending the personnel of the Response Division, who are on the side of the allies and no longer known friends, to an unfavourable battle.

Nevertheless,

"It's totally relaxing."

"Yes? What is it, Mr. Nagumo?"

Ask with a voice that would surprise Hattori with a small grunt.

I don't answer that, and if Hajime looks around the room again, nobody and he are tongue-in-cheek at Remia's special cafe aure. That was the same for Hajime.

and so,

"Overtaking."

A cool voice echoed indoors.

To the voice of a woman who didn't belong to anyone in the Nagumo family, and the sudden signs of appearance, Mu replied, "Pi!?" He leaps up and jumps, and mourns, and Lemia, and Liliana tremble bickedly, too.

If you turn your gaze, there will be a maid behind Hajime's sitting couch at some point!

Liliana screams unexpectedly.

"Helly -!"

"It's a heliotrope"

"Otrope!

Helina, who was a princess samurai, and the familiar face of the Nagumo family said, "Mr. Helina?" "Long time no see" voice. Of course, correct "it's heliotrope" just now.

When they all felt "Ah, yes," Heliotrope smiled, gazing at Hajime and opening his mouth again.

"I was wondering if I needed to spend your precious group time for the sake of them. Lord, leave it to us."

"Right. The Fleur Knights concept is almost complete, and this in Tortoise has been roughly cleaned up, and I called you here because Liliana's situation is a situation... Yeah, your original assignment. Lily's escort and the elimination of the enemy - I'll take care of everything. Do it."

"Jesus, My Lord"

The heliotrope, bowed his head respectfully, disappeared as it stood.

Hajime said to the attic over the phone, "That's why. You can stay immersed in the meat aftertaste," he tells her. Hattori answered with a happy voice and hung up.

Hajime, who missed his smartphone, tried to put his mouth on the cafe aure just to say that the trouble had already been cleared up.

"... what?

I stopped moving into my daughter-in-law's indescribable eyes.

For Liliana's sake, I know Hajime was working out a gesture that should also be called Kingsguard. That's a made-up unit, too.

Nevertheless, this is the first real and direct exchange I have seen today.

As Hajime said, Fleur Knights has basically been operating in Tortoise until now, for going all over again on assignment.

"I also thought when I met Helina in Tortoise... Hajime, it feels completely different than when you talk to us"

"You feel so much like your husband, Mr. Hajime."

"How envious..."

"Hey, Hajime. You're a maid of honor trooper for Lily, aren't you? Whatever you think, it just felt like you were serving Hajime? I wonder what that means?

"Is Dad happy that Mu is a maid? Better to call me your husband than your dad?

"Oh, Mr. Hajime. Did you want your maids so badly?

"Right! You all think so, don't you! If I were Helena in the first place, I would obviously be delighted! I am so glad that Mr. Hajime ordered me to do so, as compared to when he ordered me to do so!

Shea, Tio, Shizuku, Mu, Lemia and Liliana verbally proclaim the scented weave of the gyto-eye. Whatever it is, it's like Hajime's got a made-to-measure unit for himself in his hobby. No, clearly suspected!

"That's not true, is it? If I had a made-up hobby, I'd rather have you guys wear made-up clothes than heliotropes."

"... Oscar Orcs was a severe made-up ski"

It was Yue who blocked the words of Hajime, who spoke the explanation as if it were irrelevant. Yue stands up and speaks softly as they all pay attention.

"... before leaving Naruto. Hajime frequently disappeared in the middle of the night when he lived in a safe house. That too, purposefully planting an artifact that leaves a sign in the bed"

"Eh, Yu, Yu. Not then."

"... 'Hajime shuts his mouth' - so I wondered, one night I snuck on after Hajime. Hajime was in Oscar Orcs' secret room. And I've witnessed it"

An unintentional "God's Word." It takes a little while to resist the meagre hajime.

And as everyone pays attention to Yue with a subtly panicked hajime on his ass, Yue looks like a detective hunting down the killer.

"... Hajime is obsessed with Oscar's leftover maid golem! Hajime is the same as Oscar - he is a made-up ski!

Bishy fingered and revealed only one truth!

By the way, that's when Mr. Maid Golem was made into wood dust by Master Yue.

"Hajime, who registers the word of God, argues.

"It's a misunderstanding! That was a made-up golem, so I was just interested!" Made Robot "is a man's romance! It's just that my blood as an engineer made a scene! Oscar, worried about the dilemma of not pursuing a real maid but, conversely, being far from real, entrusted it to future generations of smelters. I'm trying to inherit it it."

"... Gilty? Oa, knot gilty?

Judge Yue asks for a verdict once again blocking Hajime's words over self-defense. The daughter-in-law ~ z & beloved daughter jury all smiled,

"" "" "" "" Gilty!!!

Soothing rising daughter-in-law ~ z & beloved daughter. A demon king with a cold sweat.

"Adults, be judged!"

"You can't compete with blood. I used to force my mother to wear made-up clothes."

(10) He does not take his eyes off the tablet, and his grief is immersed in memories or his eyes are far away. I mean, I had information I didn't want to hear son to son.

"... Either way, I couldn't do it at all..."

Seeing her imminent daughter-in-law ~ z and her beloved daughter sat back on her knees facing each other, Hajime became a cramped face.

There was a group that proceeded unusually quietly, yet quickly, through the woods surrounded by darkness, which also barely reached the moonlight.

It's a national, officially non-existent special force.

The leader had zeroed his stupidity in his heart while advancing his feet without precipitation.

(... Totally, they pulled the poor lottery)

The person who is the goal is also well known to the leader man. He's a famous idol, and he's the original author of comic books that are translated around the world. I often see it on TV or online, even if I'm not interested in that industry.

Kidnap someone like that, kill them if that's not possible...

(If it's just too influential an idol, my conscience just hurts... well, it's not exactly what we should have wanted, which is the consumables of the country... can we live and go home?)

The leader's man thinks. Certainly the existence of a network and a girl who wants to start is a threat. It is also understandable that the country cannot be abandoned.

But, but...

The girl belongs to his man, the Demon King, by his code name.

A few years ago, I put my hands on them to see how painful my country was...

He is now a volunteer member in developing countries, such as Friends of the Leader Man, who sends postcards with local children with a refreshing smile at the milestones.

Even though he was more than equal to himself, he was a thoroughly behind-the-scenes man who excelled in killing and manipulation...

Have the great men of my country forgotten that horror yet?

The leader's man was small, and he sighed really small.

Nevertheless, orders are absolute beyond being those who serve the country. Retighten your mind.

And, at that time, the leader's man lifted his fist, sounding like he had stepped on a ravenous leaf from the back of the forest. Troopers stopped. Keep yourself low and alert.

The leader's man points at the muzzle of a rifle with suppressor while keeping an eye on those who make noises over a dark vision device. The rest of the crew is attentive to all directions.

I see. Should the way to kill the signs be called boulder elite? Attention is paid to every piece of equipment, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to find them in the ordinary people by assimilating them with the darkness and grass of the forest.

The leader's man gazes. Don't miss any minor moves and in some cases you are going to shoot a bullet in relentlessly......

"Welcome aboard."

――

No words. This is exactly what a cliché is.

Troops from other countries have come to raid with different promises, or the Japanese Response Division Special Forces, or someone from the most dreadful demon king or his back...

I expected so, but I showed up dignified without hiding from the

"The Demon King, Fleur Knights Sequence # 10 - My name is Friesia"

It was a beautiful maid.

Snowy bright white hair at night. neat beauty as a joke. Brilliant eyes in crimson are demonic, so much so that even though they are faceless, they seem to capture your heart in an instant.

The elite troopers in the elite swallow their saliva.

but should it be called a boulder leader there? He made an immediate decision. "Demon King's Hand" - is no longer a difficult case. We just have to do it now, more than we have a choice to withdraw.

"Shoot!

The leader's man screams at the same time as he pulls the trigger. Ha, the crew who returned to me pulled the trigger.

As the suppressor-specific shooting sounds leaked, the maid named Freesia, who was rained a bullet...

"Wouldn't it still be light?"

Instantly deploying a giant variable shield to see where he had hidden it, he was receiving simultaneous shooting without being slight from the spot.

Hard collision sounds between metals echo through the woods at night.

"Grenade! Alpha four, launcher!

No longer making sense, such as secrecy, the leader struck out into a firepower battle. Two crew members throw a grenade with a vivid hand.

As soon as possible, the maid is wrapped in a roar and blast, and sprayed earth smoke. More grenade launcher bullets attached to the rifle landed there. The blast engulfed her.

Leader's man telling him to pause shooting with a hand signal.

One beat, and when the smoke explosion clears...

There was a sphere of metal there.

It's omnidirectional, just like Hajime's variable Shield Idion.

With Cashon Cashon Cashon and an idion folded up to normal shield size while making a petty sound, Friesia gracefully paid for the apron.

No scratches. On the contrary, neither its pure white apron nor its centered long straight hair has a single stain on it.

"Oh, scatter! Stop 5-9!

Stopping his men, the unit moves to accomplish its objectives. Damage to a level that seriously impedes the performance of a mission even if it cannot be defeated or defeated. I decided so, but it was a decision to sacrifice my late men.

There's no way the crew would be dissatisfied with that leader's decision. Actions are taken quickly...... should have been.

"? How long have you been jerking off! Get back to your sanity!

Team Alpha 5-9 doesn't respond. Leaders who cannot divert their gaze from the threat of Freesia raise their scolding voices in frustration at their subordinates who do not respond instantly.

But I still haven't heard back.

"This is Alpha 4. Lost 5-9."

"Heh, twelve! Are you there?

"No, I don't see it! Lost ten and eleven too! Next door until just now..."

My voice disappeared. Cold sweat conveys the leader's temples. Quickly gave instructions so that the two to four that were around could slightly reshape the formation and cover each other.

"You're hit. What are you?"

"Yes, sir."

It wasn't Friesia who answered...... it was a younger voice. Besides, I heard it coming from directly beside me.

It was a new maid who appeared to stain out of the darkness of the woods.

"Nice to meet you. Fleur Knights sequence number two - my name is Nemesia."

"... this, child? I mean, w, rabbit ears?

Unexpectedly and so on, the leader's man's gaze flowed into a completely new maid.

That won't be impossible either. She was, at first glance, only an early teenager or even a mid teenager with many quotes. She looks very cute, but it's not her age or appearance that deserves attention. A fine, mundane - rabbit over her head!

It is Haulia.

Real name, Nair Haulia. A girl the same age as Pal-kun, she said two names, "Neastrutrum of external killing," but now she is Nemesia.

Hearing about one person from Haulia, recruiting a group of (...) maids directly under the Demon King, what a retreat from the sisters in line to grab the glory as a result of the whole ten days of clan brawl (women only).

Although the sequence is second in rank due to overall assessment and circumstances, intelligence and assassination capabilities are top. Even with simple combat abilities, he is a rabbit, but he takes himself to the top three, and lately he can be a young elite eating into top contention to the power of women.

"Your people are already gone. Will you still be scratched?

Once again, the leader cannot answer Freesia, who opened his mouth.

Beside it, the maid who probably left the troops devastated without sound while attacking Freesia.

Forward, a maid whose firearms do not work at all.

Will it just go away like this...

The leader looked around at the rest of his men only for a moment, distorting his mouth all the time and unloading the gunpoint...

"I'm sorry. I didn't have enough words. - I'll crush it even if I scratch it."

"Huh?"

Friesia stuck her hands forward. Immediately after, those arms were deformed. I made a noise with Kashung Kashung Kashung and instantly Gatling. The arm itself. I wasn't human, no matter what you think.

Look at that. The leader's man laughed dry,

"So I said it sucked"

Before my assignment, to my boss.

Shortly after, Gatling Rail Gun's fierceness covered them with every piece of dirt and sand.

Note that the tenth freesia in sequence is a massive artifact in the body - a people-shaped grim reaper loaded with armaments such as pile bunkers, small solar focused lasers, missiles, ultra-shifting death sizes (with large-calibre shotguns), flying all-range weapons, and a collection of Hajime romances - a made-up robot.

After that, the troops of all nations were destroyed without the skill of exchanging under a maid's raid.

Hattori and his men, who had been crushed with no troops left behind and toured the sight with a surveillance system, took a firm oath that they would never fantasize about the maid again.

A few days later.

The top of every country with a plan against Liliana - ten people gathered in a certain place, getting along and scratching tons of cold sweat.

The glimpse of whether it will even begin at an international summit, but this gathering is completely informal.

On the contrary, they didn't come together to discuss it or to work together.

It was collected, to be exact. Forced (...). In the last few minutes.

The cause, or executioner, is seen as chilling by the head of a country who may not have long replaced him from his predecessor.

"Can I help you?

"... no"

Instead, you'll be the one who can help! And I wanted to scratch, but I shake my head because the snake is a break.

the person - the maid quietly refrained from walling again

Yes, that maid was the executioner who had kidnapped the top of a country.

When I suddenly thought a maid appeared behind me, I suddenly ate my belly bread and was in this spacious room where I wouldn't even know where it was when I realized it.

And that was probably the same for the top of the other countries.

Behind the top of each country sitting at the roundtable, the maids supposedly in charge refrain from doing so.

All of them were beautiful maids who were hah breathtaking. A man would catch anyone's eye.

But naturally, no one could afford to watch it.

(Former President Schlanernagger. I said weak hips. I was wrong. Advice, you should have listened...)

I shrug in my heart as I rub my stomach, which still hurts a little. Seeing, the others were subtly concerned about their stomachs. Apparently, they all ate belly bread.

I just want to say what a thing to do to the top of a country, but the person who is going to come is a monster that can crush and pass me by further irrationality the irrationality that the country brings.

"Excuse me, did you think of anything strange right now?

"Yes, no, I haven't thought about it!

"Really... excuse me"

The maid is too sharp. And it's too scary. The anger that leaked out for a moment, no killing, doubled my cold sweat. It's no longer a waterfall. Looks like I took a shower.

If you look at the chirali and the clock, it's about time they told you beforehand.

Kachikachi and a watch that sounds odd.

Eventually, the time came.

Without any foretaste, the maids move in front of the door simultaneously. I didn't stand one footstep and split the five of us left and right in a beautiful position.

"The load will come.... courtesy, don't you know?

Maid - a terrific kill from Mr. Heliotrope!

The top guys from all over the country stood up together! I sweat so cold that I worry about dehydration!

Set aside a beat and the heliotrope opens the door with a respectful act. His Majesty the Demon King, who showed himself...

"Ooh, ooh?

I leaked confusion, like I pulled a little.

As soon as the door was opened, the maid draped her head in a neat line, and the top of the country lowered her head with a dying face. That's what makes me sweat enough to pull!

The servant demon king - Mr. Hajime, too, was a little surprised.

Give me one cough. A reworked hajime enters the room.

And, there, a convulsed voice rose from within his daughter-in-law ~ z, who came with him.

"Ve, Venli!? Lord, what are you going to do here!?

"It's a maid, princess"

That's right. Because it's made-up clothes.

That's not what I want to hear!! and tio steps on the estate.

Real name, Venli. Its identity is the Dragon Nation, and, moreover, Tio's Nanny. It is no exaggeration to speak of a second mother.

Such a presence is at some point my husband's maid of honor!

No, it's not weird to serve Hajime now because it's a clan that served the Kralus family for generations! But, concubine, I didn't even ask!? I'd say, Venli thing Fleur Knights sequence number three, Mr. Ivy only smiles.

Plus, I'm older than Tio, so I'm an old woman, but now I don't care if I look like I'm in my mid-thirties or not. It feels like motherhood and colorful mature women. I'm young no matter how I look at it.

It was no choice but to confuse the spiritually cheesy tio.

Tio tries to say something more, but before that, now Shea speaks up.

"Nair!? No way, not even Nair!?

"I'm a maid. Sister Shea."

That's right. It's made-up clothes.

Furthermore, Liliana asks in such a way that she can suffer from headaches.

"Um, what if it isn't Her Royal Highness Princess Tracy D. Hersher of the Empire?

"He's a maid, Master Liliana."

That's right. It's made-up clothes. I know. This pattern. I'm used to it already! Even if it's Her Royal Highness the Empire, a belligerent and famous princess among them, yes, it is! You're a maid, aren't you!

Liliana felt shitty, "Ugh," the maid princess smiling lusciously - and laughed back at Torrenia, seventh in the Fleur Knights sequence, "Long time no see, uh-huh.

Naturally, being such a tolerant Liliana, you can't put a scratch on another, familiar person at the edge of your sight. Even if it looks just like that man, Kujelly Rail, the Knights of the Kingdom leader!

"Hey, Shizuku. I don't care what you think, it just looks like Mr. Xerie."

"Kaori, it's an odd encounter. I look like I do, too."

Apparently, there's no doubt about it. By the way, number four in the sequence. I am very concerned about who the current Knights of the Kingdom is. I don't think so, though.

From all of Yue and the rest of them, especially Tio: "I have a detailed explanation! Feeling his gaze, Hajime turned his gaze back to the heads of state who were looking at each other in his absence.

"Now, why were we supposed to gather here? You must understand the situation."

The atmosphere is very different. Different pressures that even feel physical pressure.

If Hajime moves forward, the transcendent maids who annihilate the troops they have sent out and kidnap them without taking the guards in line quietly behind them.

The appearance of wearing black based clothing and letting a group of combat maids samurai -

"Demon King..."

Someone shrugged.

"So shall we go with the discussion? Rational, peaceful, civilized."

In the words, I thought they would no longer be killed as they were, and they looked at the gap of illustration with a slightly clapped look. Alternatively, there is even room for negotiation, which brings back the country's top-like strength.

Shortly afterwards, they were to know it was a mistake.

"So who's got your hands on?

A black wind blew. Such a disastrous intimidation as to illuminate. Vision the sight of your heart being eagled!

How do I put it on before I drop it?

No one could answer that "first discussion".

After that, there was no one to interrupt. "Liliana, how far did the help network go?" That's another story.

It's another story that Sandra Winchester, the brilliant secretary who supports that Liliana in the shadows and in the sun, is actually a disguised heliotrope, plus all the executives who were moving a lot behind the Heilich Volunteer Association are actually interracial and full-time maids.

It is another story that demon king's battle maid group has developed further.