Atelier Tanaka

It's been one night since Mr. Neumann's crying Uedo was exposed.

The next day, we were sent out of our hangover by him exposed to a blue face to leave Trichris. By way of example the carriage is a front of white colour. I keep a few other strange adventure guys on board, and I'm always on the front line where I'm headed.

"... go with care"

Blurring, but only slightly softer in substance, was given by him as a convenience, the first word of care to be heard in the third appearance. Try this, you'd be a pretty human man.

And this seemed to be the same for itself. Shall we work a little hard for him, or something? It is strange that people's emotions, even as long as they have been thrown just one word, because they are motivated to do so less.

Being rocked by a carriage that got in like that for a while.

"By the way, I wonder what they're taking us to this time."

Speak to the dark elf who sat beside him.

Sounds like she and I are together again.

I feel destined, but you don't even know the name yet.

"Do I know"

"I don't give a shit about forests anymore, but there are a lot of forests around here..."

That's why I know.

A dark elf that answers half guile but discipline is not bad.

That's all the heterosexuality you communicate with is valuable. Besides, if the target is black in color and munchies boin, it's something like a gangro gal from previous years that makes me awesome and excited. I want to equip him with roomy socks and stuff.

"Mr. Elf is good because he's insect resistant, isn't he? I admire it."

"I guess you're just poor."

"A woman fighting with a sword in her hand is just right, isn't it? Don't you think?

"You ask me that?

That's how the voice was delivered from the margin.

"Everything is confirmed by the Pussy Nation adjacent to Trichris. So the same goes for this carriage, but you're gathering all the power that's deployed in the neighborhood."

The Lord of the Voice is a boy in armor who sat in front of him in his early to mid-teens.

Apparently, he was a knight, and at the stronghold he could see the crest of the Penny Empire. Somehow the design is similar to what Allen was equipped with. It is likely that it is a managerial person seconded by you to supervise us.

"Oh, my God, is that true?

"Yeah, I heard it from the top, so I'm pretty sure"

"... Really?"

It's only been a dozen days since the war was announced, and the fever has finally begun in both factions? Or what a possibility it is to return the interest of losing the Admiral in one case yesterday.

Well, in any case, as long as we go forward and fight.

It's hard being a soldier.

"My name is Klein. What about you?"

"Thank you very much for this. My name is Tanaka."

"Is that Mr. Tanaka? That's an unusual name."

"Well, as you can see, he's a stranger."

"I see, were you still exotic"

I just exchanged words of greeting, Nicole, a Klein boy who makes you smile good. Somewhere a face reminiscent of Allen is naturally handsome. Sarah's blonde hair goes hand in hand with a crisp, big blue eye, like a prince in the land of Shota.

Because he is still young, he lacks some manhood, but instead, he seems overflowing with a neutral charm. Cuteness precedes not so much good looks. You'll want to try throwing it around Ueno Okra.

"What about this carriage, Mr. Klein?

"... Yes. I'm sorry to hear that these kids are going to be standing up there."

"No, the knight is the knight. Be magnificent."

"Sorry, I'm afraid you can say that."

Even so, you are a very educated child.

Surrounded by concerned adults, it's a big deal to be able to talk about this much.

"May I take a closer look at the earlier story?

"Oh, yes."

When asked, he nodded honestly about the out-of-the-box, and the Klein boy began to talk.

"That said, I don't know all that much about it either."

Don't hesitate to preface and then twitch.

"This war, apparently the center is reluctant to send out soldiers, with the exception of some knights like us, who are more screwed than the outside, headed by adventurers and mercenaries,"

"Could the Penny Empire be negative about the war?

"No, I don't think so,"

"But then why..."

"From what I've been told in the capital city of Calis, a high-level demon headed by High Oak has appeared in the central neighborhood, so the Regular Soldier is headed for your investigation, and it's impossible to deploy quickly to Trichris?"

"I see."

With that being said, Allen was being summoned that way.

I grabbed it along the way, but it would still have been in the middle of an operation if it had been.

"It's just some end-of-life mobilization from the whole knight or soldier. A few days ago, as far as I could see in the jar, there were many soldiers in the castle. So, you know, I'm sure there's something going on about this one."

"You did see more adventurers on the battlefield. I'll tell you what, I'm an adventurer."

"Oh, you still did"

"Yes."

An alternating view of me and Dark Elf, Klein boy who somehow understood.

"I also originally belonged to the Central Knights, but the house got into a faction fight... I'm very sorry to tell you this, but is it a left-hand transition to Trichris, or something like that?"

It's more of a death sentence than a left transition, though.

Frontline. Seriously, it's dangerous.

Shota or something. You're sure to live tokorotene to the Gachimuchi enemy soldiers on the first day.

"Are you the Knights? I know you a little too."

"Oh, is that true?

"I'm Mr. Allen, did you know that?

"A, do you know Mr. Allen!?

"Yeah, well, I just got along a little bit."

"Mr. Allen is an admirer of young people like us. He works for the Squad Leader at that young age. I've had a few conversations with him, and he was wonderful."

"Right. Mr. Allen is a very respectable man."

Oh, my God. Allen's guy, he's hot for Shota, too.

Isn't that a boulder?

Well, is it natural that junior uke is good if people are all that good?

Bake so much to take care of and so on. Yes.

"I also dream of being like Mr. Allen one day."

You can be, for sure. That facial deviation promises. However, I think the Busamen of the world will be able to spend their days calmly without imitating him from the waist down.

"While you're in the carriage heading to the front line, you can easily exchange words with adventurers like me who can't possibly be any horse at that age, so I'm sure Mr. Klein can be a wonderful knight like Mr. Allen,"

"Shh, I'm sorry, I just talk about myself"

"No, this is the time, so it would be a good topic to talk about. Even for me, my neighbor Elf is just angry, so it would be much appreciated if we stayed in the carriage together so that we could have a peaceful conversation."

"... hey, I hear you"

Mr. Elf's dark thick thigh munchies react fast.

I'm a little happy.

"Well, if you're an elf..."

I'm sure the boy who asks a few nervous faces is a virgin.

My fellow radar detected that.

"He said his friends tricked him into everything and made him a slave to Adventurer Alliance management. Well, it's pretty active in this war, so I'm thinking there's some kind of amnesty."

"I see."

"Will you tell me every time you want to?

"Is it not? I hope so."

"Gu......"

That's what happens because even I resist the habits I expect. Style to keep it clean for now is a vendetta. A dark elf that looks repentant is super cute. The more intense the girl, the more irritating it is the man's sex.

I want him to serve as a slave for life, like a crisp dark elf.

Until I die, Omae will remain a slave forever, okay? Don't be ridiculous!

from, a few years later.

Gu Hu...... I'm glad to hear that. Now Omae is free...... Hang on! I don't mind being a slave forever! So don't die! Don't die, Master!

This kind of combo is the most loving. Slavery, after all, has to be. Slaves are not who they are. It is the humble and devoted way in which they are slaves.

I want to get married. I want to tie it up, including all property organs.

"Oh, you know, this is what I heard rumors..."

Yeah, I was in the middle of a talk with Shota right now.

A boy opened his mouth between me and the dark elf slapping him lightly.

Apparently, he made me care.

What a good shot.

"You think the Chancellor is deeply involved in this case, apparently"

"The Chancellor?

When I say Chancellor, is that it? He was a timekeeper next to the king when he saw the dragon. If the king is in a position to view his whereabouts as the face of the country, his grandfather should be in charge of practical work with specific management at the top.

If diplomacy is also going into national politics, it is stranger that it is not related.

"Deep down, what do you mean?

"That's it, that..."

When I inquire, Shota starts to mozzle like it's hard to say anything.

Mozimozi is Loriko's privilege.

"What's wrong? If it's hard to say, no more..."

"Anything, this war, the prime minister intentionally called in, or..."

Hmm.

"I see, that's a story that does bother you. But in the wake of the war, I saw that the Pussy Republic was the one who got his hands on it first."

It is raw information from Estelle, who governs the same territory, who is nobody else.

Pretty sure.

"Yes, so, the... dare you invade from an enemy country..."

Can you speak any more, in a particularly small voice?

Whoa.

As our proclamation suggests, that was a very interesting piece of talk.

"Well, that's certainly a story that seems deeply involved"

"Um, Ko, this, as long as I accidentally overheard Hagenbeck, the one you destroyed, talking about in your mansion, but by doing so, you can protect something, something very important, or something like that..."

Hagenbeck.

That's the kind of name I heard somewhere.

Oh, that's it, the nobleman's younger brother who made me worship Sophia's raw yellowing Susie. I feel like his house was named Hagenbeck.

If you follow the school rumors, you think you're going to kill all the clan royalists?

He has one sister who goes to the same school, and the kid was guillotined after a mausoleum play. Apparently, his neck is still exposed as a show somewhere in the city.

"Maybe Mr. Klein belongs to the Hagenbeck family?

"Yes, not directly, but at the end of the bifurcated muscle. Thanks to happiness or unhappiness, this is how we are going to celebrate the day..."

"I see."

I had a chance to hear a lot about it. Perhaps this shota march will also be handled in view of the area. It is feudal at its best that even such a small child does not condone it. I'm surprised at the meticulous handling. The Fitzclarence family sucks a lot.

And then I thought, this kid, he's got such a light mouth.

Perhaps it's essential to talk to a strange middle-aged bastard and find a topic. Something like that. The fact that I'm a person in a community disorder cluster myself, so I can't stop guessing naturally.

In any case, it might be better not to talk in front of him about something very important.

"I hear everyone in Hagenbeck is dead. Mr. Klein and I are delighted to have had this day together."

What a complicated position, considering your relationship with Estelle, me.

"Sorry, perky until I don't need it..."

"No, it was a very interesting story. However, I don't think it's a good idea to talk in front of too many others. If it was Mr. Allen, I'm sure he would."

"Ha, ha!

It seems to work great when you give him his name.

It's a boulder, Allen.

No, would it have been Saitou now?

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

I'm a dragon. I'm a dragon.

That's why you can stick to your noble body.

It's not a problem.

"Hey, paying daughter, just get off. Out of the way."

"Ha, ha, no!

When did you do it, the wind was lost stroking your cheeks. Once you realize it, the altitude drops, and you are now in the middle of nowhere near grassland. As long as you can peek at the camp erected on a potpourri, potpourri and wood broth cloth. It's a terrible killing landscape place.

If you two are right, this is a battlefield where the Penny Empire and the Pussy Republic compete.

"I heard he's here."

"Hmm..."

As me and Master Farren lift their hips, Mr. Dragon, who lands on a depression, rises. I'm tapping on my bread and my hands to shed dirt and dust attached to my clothes. Something's a little cute. But the contents are dragons, right? You're about to be fooled by your looks.

I just shed a little dust and her interest shifted to something else. Stare at the digging cabins that line up across the street from us, just inside the meadows. It's just a couple of buildings in a row. That's badly worn out and dirty. You don't want to come in if you can.

"Yuku."

Zunzun and Lady Farren walk away.

Mr. Dragon will follow beside you.

If so, I'll have to go after both of you on the back, too.

Because it doesn't matter how many lives you have left alone in a place like this.

"There they are!

I found people by the tent, and Lady Farren spoke up.

Speaking of whom, hey, he's something of a very facial scarer.

My body is big, my head is twitchy, and I put tattoos in my eyes and stuff.

Absolutely a criminal. Isn't he a slave warrior?

"Ah? Who's Temehe?

"Don't you know the name Tanaka?

"Tanaka? Oh, come on, Osama, you know him?

"You know what?

I'm a tattered mouth to the face scarer, Master Farren. If you look like a cloak that has summoned expensive clothes, it should be obvious that you are a nobleman. Yet it's a tattered mouth that doesn't look good at all. It looks like when you're scared of your face, your attitude gets bigger too. I'm watching you. This is harassment.

"Oh, he's helped me a lot."

With Mr. Tanaka's name as his ear, Mr. Slave Warrior's attitude has softened a bit.

However, even if your scary face is a long shot, you're still a scary face.

"Where were you headed? Tell me."

"No, I don't know that either. I'm guessing we'll be running other battlefields by now."

"Castle records say he was sent here."

"He fought three days and three nights, and when he thought it was finally over, he came. And in just half a day, I saved the war. Truth is, there's a genius. I've been told a lot, but he's real."

"Oh, I guess so"

"You see, Osama the nobleman."

"Naturally. I'm going to understand a lot of him."

"... the enemy of him?

The face of the person with the frightened face became frightened again while it was loose in this way.

At the same time, there are signs of people moving from around.

Oh, my God. There were dozens of adventurers around us if you noticed. Ladies and gentlemen, a sword, a cane, a spear, a weapon and a stare at this one. No-one and he are in danger of expressing themselves. And there are many tougher faces.

That's horrible. You're scared. Something's already leaked. Pussy, it's like chocolate chocolate chocolate. My thighs are damp. It's potato. 'Cause I've been patient. Tray break, because there wasn't.

Was Mr. Tanaka working with these scared people?

I respect you very much.

I can't. I want to go home. I want to go home.

"I don't know who you are or why you're looking for him. But if you're thinking of something that's not good for the Tanaka bastard, oops! We're not gonna shut up, are we? Think about it."

It's a particularly scary face when you make it look amazing.

But I don't think you should ever be awesome. I don't think you should ever sell fights to nobles. Master Farren is very strong. It's slightly inferior to being next to Mr. Tanaka, but he's still such a wizard that he overwhelms the dragon with one shot.

My chest hurts.

My stomach hurts.

My breath is painful.

Fighting is not good.

I don't think a fight is a good idea.

"If they ask you if you are an enemy or an ally, you will be on your side"

"Is that true?

"Otherwise, do you think I'd bring a woman to a place like this?

…………

The person with the scary face to inquire from Master Farren closed his mouth.

Now start staring at me and Mr. Dragon as a dildo to think about something. I'm embarrassed. I'm so embarrassed to see you pee leaked. But I also don't have the courage to speak up.

Oh, the urine that was left in my bladder, with cholo cholo again.

Would I have found out? I'm glad you haven't found out.

"... well, so is that"

The face of the scary face now, once, loosened up and smiled bitterly.

Oh, I'm sure you'll find out. I have no doubt about that face.

"Then I'll tell you. He was acting with the dark elves. It's a combination of Gentiles and dark elves. There's no way I'm blind. Ask around Trikris's Adventurer Alliance and you'll know where you're going."

"I see."

"If you understand, just go. This is not where you and your nobles are. If you get hurt, you'll be fine. I don't know where you're from, but it's better if you just leave."

"Oh, let me do that."

"Bye, nobleman."

"Uhm. Thanks for the info"

"Huh..."

Apparently, we're done talking safely.

Good.

I'm so glad I didn't have to fly anybody's neck.

I've been seeing all the red stuff here lately, so I'm anxious.

Don't be sad.

"What's up? He's not here?

Soon after that, Mr. Dragon will ask Lady Farren. You must have expected a paragraph in the story. You showed all that rambling in Mount Pepe, and now you're making a big deal out of it, nothing but creepy from me.

"Apparently, after we've already left here,"

"Huh, that girl's hard to use, too"

Does that girl mean Master Estelle?

"Don't tell him that. The movement of a man under battle is more intense than the stranger thinks"

'Next if so! Let's go next!

"Ugh, um..."

Oh, Mr. Dragon's on the ground again.

Do I have to sit back on her again in this situation surrounded by dozens of soldiers? It's embarrassing. Besides, now that I've taken a leak, my made-up clothes skirt is gussy for every underwear, from your butt to your butt.

"... what are you doing? Come on, get in."

Mr. Farren, who crossed over earlier, wondered if he had adapted much.

Throw your words at me to hasten by example.

"But, uh, wow, I..."

If you turn your consciousness to your surroundings, a large number of other soldiers are staring at you. I'm tilting my neck. I can see a lot of people flattering their faces about what they've done wrong. It's a dangerous scent to stay on this scene for too long.

"What are you shivering about? Get on it."

"Ha, ha!

Are you sure you're sitting down even though you're taking a leak?

Yeah, but if you don't sit down, they'll piss you off.

Haven't you noticed Master Farren or Mr. Dragon?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

My pee will stain your stinging and Mr. Dragon's clothes. Furthermore, the pee penetrates the furen-like cloak that sat forward. Slowly, but surely, it stains the pee. The dick, the dick.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

My stomach hurts.

◇ ◆ ◇

A whole day to be rocked by a carriage, we arrived at our destination.

Thanks to Klein Boy and Talk playing, I never had time on the road. Starting with each other's personal stories, what did we have for dinner yesterday? What hobbies have been fitting in lately? It seems like this has been exciting.

However, so has your time for fun shota.

Where the carriage stopped, it was in the meadow as far as I could see.

Tall grass that lasts all the way to the other side of the horizon.

However, things are slightly different from the battlefield I've visited before.

Beside the parked carriage, there are several cabins borrowed and assembled in wood, and there are more tents lined up around them. Even as far as the view is concerned, it is dozens of times larger than before.

It's a sight that really feels like war.

"This place..."

"Lama Meadows, right? Fifteen years ago, I hear there was a massive battle between the Penny Empire and the Pussy Republic. You think you can still find traces of it everywhere?"

"I see."

As well as himself, the Klein boy who had descended from the carriage to the earth.

He lined up beside us and taught me subtlety.

"This time too, do you mean..."

"When the two countries are going to send out the corresponding soldiers, they say the rest of the place will be more limited than here. There's another place, a similar meadow, where our country already seems to have seized it."

"Oh, you did"

Probably the zone where Gonzalez and Mr. Henry worked hard.

"Other deep forests and valleys exist along the border, making it difficult to invade."

That must be the neighborhood where the Lady Gatilez knights were encouraging enemy soldiers to hunt.

It's a divinely high spec to find Dompisha a guerrilla soldier deployed in the forest zone by virtue of it, or when that kid hangs on to his own greed, too. I feel alive by instinct. Not very much, but I don't think she's a teenage girl. Something that feels familiar.

"Mr. Klein knows things, doesn't he? You'll learn so much."

"Yes, what, that's not true!

Me and Shota, who are ordered to wait and waste it without doing anything else. Dark Elves are with her by the side, but she can't see the bare gestures mixed in with the conversation. I'm not bragging about human hatred to Dada. Lonely I guess I'm the cool old man.

Around the perimeter, the facades of the advance team, who confirmed reinforcements, are traveling east and west to accept this, and seem busy moving around. I received instructions from the doer to wait until the person in charge arrived, but how long should I fulfill it and do this?

During my school trip, I felt like I was with a classmate eating a waiting list in the lobby of the airport.

If I thought of it as something like that, I would have heard voices from others early on.

"You used to come all the way to the border like this! You have increased my ranks..."

"Ah..."

It's Saito. There's Saito.

"Senior Allen!?

Klein boy barked.

"Mr. Tanaka!? Besides, come on, you're Klein!

No way. Surprise or surprise to see you in a place like this.

They are also surprised to see their eyes open.

"Hello, Mr. Allen. I feel like I haven't seen you in a long time since I last saw you, even though the day hasn't been that free. How have you been?

"Yes, thanks to you. I never thought we'd meet in a place like this."

I wonder how long it's been since I left the capital. Isn't it the 10th or there? I don't think it's been twenty days. The feeling of the day seems slightly crazy thanks to the fact that we have been extensively washed away from the battlefield. Sleep is irregular.

"Um, maybe it's awesome because Senior Allen will be in our command!?

"Apparently there aren't many other high-ranking knights coming out of the center. Including you, I'm supposed to take command of the squadron size, including the faces gathered around here."

"I'm so thrilled to have Senior Allen in command!

"This is my first time directing this scale, so I know there are a lot of awkward places, but I wonder if you'd be happy to cooperate. And at the end of the day, let's make sure everyone lives and gets home from here."

"Ha!"

The eyes of the Klein boy staring at Allen suck.

It's the most sparkling.

I heard you admire it, but I can put it in more than I imagined.

It's a sign you're going to get into anal if you take one wrong step.

"Allen Shen Pa..."

Allen turned to this side of such a radiant shota.

I wonder, I inadvertently bow my head deeply to state what I thought.

"Mr. Tanaka, as much as I can tell you, if you don't mind?

"Huh? Is that me?

"Yes, to fold in Mount Pepe, I remember being under brilliant command"

"No, I think that's one way or another the result of your voluntary movement,"

If I were to convert in the militia, would I say squadron, maybe two hundred? Looking at the adventurers around, that certainly seems about right. Something like a division if you convert a corporation. It's about the size of a little SME.

No way, I've never had the experience of treating so many humans down there. It was exquisite to manage two or three dispatchers and juniors during the company livestock age as well. Decision-maker what a dream again. I've just spent my whole life saying it's something that ends flat.

What am I supposed to do?

"It was a brilliant command. Someday, I'll go for it."

"No, it's all because of your collaboration."

It's not good to be poorly yoished and exposed to something different. There's a Klein boy in front of him, and we should force him to change the subject here, though. In the unlikely event that a conversation unfolds about directing instead, etc.

Is there anything I can do to look around and shake the subject?

When I thought about it, I had eyes for dark elves beside me.

I was distracted by the fast track.

I know.

You're a snake.

No harm done, the thrown ball shall be returned to where it was.

"By the way, how long has Mr. Allen been here?

"I just arrived last night."

"I see, did you"

In view of the information obtained so far on the ground, I do not believe that an elite like Allen would be dispatched by order from above. Probably came voluntarily. Is Estelle still the reason I think it will be?

"... well, somehow, I'm a really stupid man"

"This is all of a sudden again. What have you done?

The shade falls on the handsome spot where a pleasant grin is a sale.

But even the melancholy look on your face is so cool, you don't really take care of him anymore. Life is full auto. If you leave it alone, even your cock is bulky, the women around you will take care of you no matter how.

I'd like to go through it once, too. Hippo.

"I was trying so hard to do all my things, I didn't see anything around me. I didn't even see her when I told her she was more important than anyone else."

"I see, so I went to Trichris"

It's Dompisha.

I knew you cared about Estelle.

Otherwise, you won't come out to the front line with your life at stake. Allen's status gives him a good chance of dying even if he doesn't do it badly. If this is as strong as the demonic aristocracy, or the world you see, it will change.

"Yes, as long as you're ashamed. The next morning after she left, Tanaka heard from Sophia that she had already left Kalis."

... what.

Don't listen to that.

"This isn't much of a meaningful action, as long as we followed the guild's call. Instead, Mr. Allen is the brave one who was moved by your own will."

"Even if so, wouldn't everyone ignore it if you were a student at school? Most of the Knights were happy to spare their troops."

"I'm not a nobleman, so I can't change my belly on my back."

No way, Allen's guy, he was growing up with Sophia while this one was marching out? Oh, my God. It's about that tasty maid, so she must have gone up to her room, but at the end of the day, before sundown, to where she's going.

More likely to invite you from Sophia.

Damn.

I thought we'd been getting along a little lately.

I feel like I've been caught slapping an abandoned mob in the face that I can't scrape.

"How does Mr. Sophia describe me?

"Ah... yes, I was very worried about Mr. Tanaka"

I didn't miss that moment for a few seconds.

Busamen's interpersonal skills grow rapidly from about thirty. If I lick the communal power of a virgin who didn't come off the rails of society, I won't. They won't ask me about my plans to get married or anything. He's strong enough to have nothing to lose all the time.

"As long as you're happy with that."

"Yes, I think I should go home and show you my safe face."

"For that reason, we must win this conflict at all costs."

"Yeah, that's right"

I'm dying to drink alcohol or something fiercely.

I didn't drink too much last night to eat.

I'll give him a drink so he can take a bath when he gets home.

That's right. It's not a bad idea to go out and look for a few good drinks or anything.

It's the flavor of a solo drink.

"Ahhh! Senior Allen!

"Hmm? What is it, Klein?"

Shota opened her mouth watching our exchange in silence for a while.

Ask Allen how she decided to do it.

"It becomes a bumpy question..."

"Fine? Listen to me."

"Um, uh... what does this Tanaka have to do with you?

"Oh, if you say so, you didn't introduce me. Sorry, sorry."

Inquiry from Shota speaking in a hot eye.

In response to this, Allen said she apologized at a mild rate.

Continue with one arm stretched this way.

"This is Mr. Tanaka. Someone I admire more than anyone else."

"What... oh, Senior Allen, oh, yearning, who... are you?

"Yeah. Oh, and would you call me Saitou?

"Huh?"

"Saitou"

"Saito, seniors?

"Yeah. Thanks"

"Yes, no..."

Nicole, make me laugh at a good grin Allen reworked Saitou.

Are you still pulling the trigger?

Something about guilt makes my heart tickle.

"Well, whatever you've been standing around for too long, shall we move the place? For operational reasons, we will be an organization called First Squadron. There's a special tent available over here, so let's get moving first. We have gear there, so we have to show the others around."

"Well, if that's the case, I'll help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Tanaka. It would be very helpful if you could say that. In addition to the large number of people, I was worried about what to do on my own for the convenience of having a large percentage of people who are not regular soldiers."

"I'll help you, too!

"Really? Thank you too Klein. Then it's a mess."

Following Allen's instructions, we headed to the tent for assignment and began our manpower induction work.

◇ ◆ ◇

When the evening was approaching, it took only a small hour to finish organizing people.

The equipment has been distributed safely and now it is time to wait in or near the tent. Anything tells me the enemy is building up his power across the border while watching how things are going. The quick story is the glue state.

So I took advantage of my free time to go under Allen.

I decided to confirm what I had previously questioned.

"Mr. Allen, I'd like to take a peek at one thing."

"What is it?

As soon as I left the tent, I talked to a handsome guy beside the pile.

"I wish I could check on the rank of this country."

It was a matter that I had missed asking Dark Elves.

By the way, the same color black munchies were disappearing to nowhere when. I can't even find it inside the tent. Probably disgusted the crowd. It also increases when fighting with Gonzalez and Mr. Henry, and the place is full of people.

In addition to Allen's leadership, a dozen other squadrons of the same size exist. Standing in a tent is a bit of a settlement. And what was collected was with adventurers whose rough specifications were a premise. No one and he have blood on his head to refrain from the life-threatening wasteland to the present.

How big titted beauties are treated equipped with a ring of slaves around their necks in such a setting.

Just thinking about it would make a lot of noise about the blood of a wannabe.

So I guess he hid himself to avoid a cloudy future.

"It can be difficult for those who do come from the margins. The Penny Empire's hierarchy stands out in comparison to the rest of the country, just because it's wasted on history."

"Really?

"Yes, my rank, for example, is central, or chief of the Royal Knights detachment."

"Mr. Klein was admired. They say it's their own admiration."

"No, I was just lucky. And if we take this rank as an example, for example, the rank exists in the local knighthood, apart from the center, under a similar name. If it's the Knights of Estelle's House, it's the Knights of the Duke of Fitzclarence, its Squadron Leader."

"Um, I'm sorry to break the story to you all of a sudden, but with the local knights..."

"You mean the Knights set up by the Lords of the Region. I'm a de facto private soldier, but I'm going to need central permission to establish it. My Knights, on the other hand, will be royal, and the country will be positioned as the Knights of the Royal Family."

I see. Feels like holdings and group companies.

You've had more for a while. Oh, my God. Holdings, that sort of thing.

"Are the two things different?

"Yes, and titles like Captain and Squad Leader are given the same thing, but each Knight has its own rating, and the power relationship of the Knights, to which even the same Squad Leader belongs, virtually makes this go up and down"

"It's also..."

Sounds like a lot of trouble.

"It can be the troublesome part of the Penny Empire where upward and downward relationships arise there, in fact, from the position of the same squad leader, because of the birth and the context of the times, the history of the past, the status of those who stand above, and the backward relationships of the various, which we also struggle with the most"

"I see."

Even the same general manager won't match a large company to a small or medium-sized one.

I guess something like a job deviation table can be done as an implicit understanding. The local knights are better than the local knights or something. And being at its apex is probably wrong with the Royal Knights in the center to which Allen belongs.

"And this is not just the Knights, it is the army, it is the Kingsguard, in some cases it is the monastery, and each rank of the organization to which it belongs goes up and down, in conjunction with the power relations between the organizations to which it belongs. That's the entity of the power structure in the Penny Empire."

"It's also quite an elusive substitute…"

A lieutenant in the militia is equivalent to a lieutenant in a police officer. Sometimes I see articles in the news about that hand. In this world, it seems to be complicated by private titles.

In view of the social system, which is still admirably feudal, it will be necessary to routinely pull this out and reflect it in every greeting.

It stinks of trouble just thinking about it.

"So now they even tell me to get used to it rather than remember it. When you leave the army and act with the church, you need to add extra class. Then the range of words widens even further. You know, priests and bishops."

With that said, Mr. Henry was leaking words that sounded the same.

"It seems a little expensive for exotics."

"I'm sure it might be."

Makes you laugh bitterly, Allen.

If it feels like I just heard it, I'm going to be able to write just one book. Shall I ask Dr. Editor? Or maybe she could finish it off as a famous book. As a utility book or as a hobby book, I think we can expect demand together, but I wonder.

As long as we lived together for a few days, but I feel like I might like Sophia or something.

…………

Hey, your head won't stop chasing Sophia. It's Allen's fault.

"Even in such a Penny Empire, there is one clear laying"

"What do you mean?

"Noble or not."

"... I see"

You're out, noble.

Though at the very end of the feudal karst.

"Being a nobleman or not is a big measure of power."

"Really?"

"Naturally, there are many things in the aristocracy, and in places that are not public, they may require exceptional judgment. That's the trouble I can't say enough. However, being a nobleman is still somewhat better because it often takes precedence over other titles"

"Thank God there's a clear classification"

"Yes."

Then again, the problem would be up and down between organizations, below the aristocracy in which you also find yourself.

It would be troublesome if I needed to remember.

It is like memorizing various rankings in company quarterly reports.

"My head has been confused gradually. Mr. Allen is amazing. Because you put yourself in such a complicated world every day as we've been told. Not very much, but it seems impossible to me as a craftsman"

"I got a tough one from my parents."

"I see, you did"

I'm sure he's a good parent.

I feel that way.

Otherwise, no pleasant handsome man would grow up so far.

And to say that he didn't humble himself and admitted these words honestly means that's all that's hard. Except for the demonic nobles and Estelle, I don't intend to get involved with the upper layers, but in case, you might want to learn some.

"As for the aristocracy to the top, well, I don't think it's much different from the rest of the country. A one-generation associate baron to whom only noble pensions without territory are awarded. After that, there will be more aristocracy than barons in the province or in the palace given jobs."

"I see."

"This line is from Your Highness, so it's absolute, at least, to stand out."

"It's a world that seems pretty deep in business for just one word."

"Right. I don't really want to stick my neck in either. In that sense, Estelle is far stronger than I am. Fitzclarence, therefore, has many allies, but that is not why there are few enemies."

I can see a little shade in the expression I talk about.

It may also have been an unpleasant experience in the past in a noble relationship.

Or Estelle. Is the raid passing down to him?

I don't know anything about children.

It's easy to ask, but it's going to be a snake to raise the subject at this time on the boulder, so let's stop it. They're all yaritins and bitches that fit into their original sheaths. I don't even bother to sprinkle Busamen's blood tide on the drain. You want it to stay beautiful.

"In light of all this, I am prepared to sum up a few misunderstandings…"

A handsome man who took a piece of paper out of his pocket started writing something.

If you wait a little longer, all you can do is a table.

"First of all, it's the rank of the army, but this is the way it's going to be."

Army

Admiral.

will

will make up for

First Class

Second Class

Third Class

First Lieutenant.

Second Lieutenant.

Third Lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

First Class

Second Class Cao

Third class Cao

First Class

Second Class

Third Class

"I see."

"The Third Class is a class given to recruits, so in fact it starts with the Second Class. The treatment of those summoned from the Adventurers Guild is equivalent to this. However, I have heard that people above the B rank are treated as first class."

"You're fine-tuned for it."

"It's delicate around HR, so it looks like it's going to happen"

Reading and writing skills acquired sometime helped again.

Seems to me right now, Lieutenant, but isn't it surprisingly expensive? Close to the middle. I feel like if I can't use it, it's gonna be a big deal, okay? Somebody's got it under control, right? It makes me a little nervous. I don't like getting slapped later.

"And this is the rank of the Central Knights"

A pen ran on the paper, and the other lines of letters increased.

Knights

Captain.

Deputy Commander

Captain.

Lieutenant.

Squad Leader

Knight of the Peace

"The aristocracy occupies the top from the deputy captain. About half of the squad leaders can also be seen in aristocratic classes such as associate barons and barons, or in their younger brothers. Here, the Ping Knight is equivalent to an army lieutenant. So when you work with the military, you may be treated as a commander even in peace."

I see, the more you ask, the more you treat me like an elite course.

"And if this becomes a local knighthood, the treatment goes down about two or three classes altogether. For example, it feels like the Knight of Ping is equivalent to the Second Class Cao or the Third Class Cao. Is it in the form of a stronger relationship between lords?"

"That's the hardest part."

"Yeah, I think so too. And finally, this will be the rank of Kingsguard."

More letters are added to the paper by Allen's hand.

Kingsguard

Premium Knight

Advanced Knight

Intermediate Knight

Lower Knight

"Even the same knight doesn't have the same name as Mr. Allen."

"There seemed to be a variety of historical backgrounds in determining the name. This one is occupied by noble, or noble, descendants in all positions, from superior to inferior. There's no room for civilians."

"Oh my..."

I admired her for taking care of the princess and all, but apparently she can't.

Thank you for the challenge, Royal Lucky Skebe.

"When acting with the army, a junior knight equates to a second lieutenant. Because in the military, nobility will take up a lot from the Second Lieutenant. However, there are so many special provisions for Kingsguard personnel that I can't say all about them. People go up and down quite often too."

"Oh, you did"

Mercedes, you were the son of a nobleman.

No, but then why was the encounter in the barn? I don't know why. It's just, well, no matter what background you have regarding her, it's no wonder. I think I'm going to see an idiot just to be serious, so let's quit prying any more.

"By the way, would Mr. Allen be a nobleman or something?

"No, I am not a nobleman"

"Really?

"I just don't want to hide anything from Mr. Tanaka, so I'll be honest with you, at least I'm a civilian now. Depending on the circumstances, I think we will continue to be civilians."

"... I see"

Looks like an ant with the possibility of becoming a nobleman in the near future.

Well, Estelle, it would be an inevitable path to hang out with you.

You're trying pretty hard, aren't you, Allen?

Kind of impressive.

Then, what's the matter, the person continues to look a little pale.

"As I'm sure you already know, Mr. Tanaka, there was something like a faction in the aristocracy, with the Grand Duke like Estelle's father at the top and titles with other like-minded Dukes, Marquises, Counts, Viscounts and Barons beneath. And this is the same line, each positioning itself as the parent of the house at hand."

"Yes."

Something talked about handsome.

Listen carefully to the rest of your teaching.

"The birth of nobility is largely the use of this faction, which is made up of top-to-bottom praise. As an aristocrat as a whole, the absolute number remains almost unchanged unless there are more lands and positions. But if there is any collapse due to the failure or scandal of territorial management, naturally, there will also be a new home to make up for it."

"I see."

"If so, how do you fill the newly born blank zone with those who are convenient to you? Those on the faction think well of those things. Then it will be a matter of time. Assuming that seats are vacant and that everyone can achieve peeling results, it is possible that nobility, even civilians, can take them in."

"For once, you're paving the way for civilians, too."

Sounds like a corporate ball-pointing HR.

"That said, it's a very narrow gate. It needs to be seen by the aristocrats to take it up, and many of it takes a period of several years to gain trust and coordination. I also noticed that the majority of the outcomes in question were very rare cases where parents, or nobles attached to them, were often more muscular, jumping in more than others."

From this narrative point of view, Allen is probably also the former group.

It means he didn't do squad leaders or anything like that in the Central Knights to Dada.

"Still, I thought it was a very good thing that it was possible"

"... right"

I'll make you look a little far-fetched, Allen.

The series of journeys never seemed to be all about fun.

Probably a stressful route with your head down.

"... Hello, Mr. Tanaka, to the aristocracy?

"No, because I'm a civilian and it's sexually appropriate to do it freely."

"Really? If you are Mr. Tanaka, I wonder if you will eventually make it."

"That's not true. It was the bottom of 10,000 years for an organization that used to be there."

"If so, I thought this would be an opportunity for Tanaka to be born..."

Allen seems to lose some of her usual leeway. It also has a slightly stronger feel to it. So I guess, I saw that narrative grass, and I kind of thought to myself.

Maybe I got a premature point.

Mainly in Estelle's relationship.

Still, it seems very Allen around that he even purposefully taught me his future design. Isn't it a good guy at all to imitate sending salt to his enemies?

"Thank you, Mr. Allen. I'm just not really interested, so don't worry about it. For both of you, I support your birth."

"Huh..."

Vikri, handsome shoulder trembled with ears around you two.

"Shh, excuse me. I'm a lowlife."

"No, Mr. Allen, who told me more, is a very good man."

"Always, really... thank you"

I'm never another HR myself. At the dorm where I got tired of going home, the day I witnessed Sophia and Allen's love bond, oh, I can't stay calm. Please jump out of school today, storm into Dr. Editor's house, sit down, and let me have sex.

I can easily imagine myself asking for a shield to lend me one day.

Cry and plead. It's a virgin romantic collapse.

In the first place, what about the truth? You've done it? Has Sophia's membrane been broken? If I was born with a red stain or something on the couch in the living room, I would be confident to pull the cage for six months.

There's no way to be sure, but it's too much.

Let's just talk about it when we get home.

"Thanks for all the details"

"Yes, no, I'm sorry to bother you with this one. Is there anything else you'd like to check? If I may, I will take it to the best of my ability."

"You're going to get your head flat on the boulder any more"

"Mr. Tanaka, if you don't mind, I'll let you know when I get back to the capital."

"Is that true? Very helpful."

"No, it's as cheap as this"

Welcome Mr. Allen to the lecturer and get tickets to the prelude to the Penny Empire Karst system. Having gained the other right to read Dr. Editor's writings freely, it seems like it would be better to spend the rest of your time learning on your own than attending school lectures.

How generous and handsome.

Truth is, you have the best personality.

Now if my lower body had been modest, I wouldn't have said anything.

"And I'm sorry. It's time for regular time..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've been calling it a long time."

"No, never mind"

"Thank you for a very understandable lecture"

"I'm very glad to hear you say that, even for me. Bye."

"Yes."

Drop off Allen who walked out.

Its back just walked a few times and disappeared into several lined wooden lodges.

By the way, Munchkin Bomber, there's no sign of you coming home.

I wonder how far you've gone.

◇ ◆ ◇

The news of the match came at midnight.

"Everyone, please wake up! The enemy has moved!

Allen's voice echoes loudly in the sleeping tents of soldiers and adventurers. I let him see that the shaking of his throat was never like a lie or a joke, and that the enemy had now begun marching this way.

Faces lying in the same tent rise together.

Unlike the first battle we went through with Gonzalez and Mr. Henry, this organization will consist of men and women. The proportion of women is just under 20%. I get a deep emotion where I jumped with the pin of sleeping habit that the sleeping girl shows. Good.

Throw a fireball instead of lighting into the center of the tent.

Float with Pukapuka.

"Thank you, Mr. Tanaka"

"No, I wish I had more details than that."

"Yes, sir"

What lays our bodies down now is a large tent that holds dozens of people.

As a total team, it's a convenience that consists of a hundred people, and we can't all lie down. A few percent of the total stood on sentry, and a few more slept outdoors, with a distribution of the rest under the tent. We separated this into due time, and we were all rotated together.

Convenience, just about the time I slept under my tent, the enemy seemed to see movement.

"Apparently the enemy is in an all-out offensive posture. By putting more wizards into the darkness of the night, they were magically deluding their appearance, and have already begun contact and engagement with the Third Battalion."

"Oh my..."

"That's the number, but it's nearly ten times the number."

Oh, come on, you're single digit different again.

"Well, that's just another problem with your thoughts."

"Yes......"

If you look closely, Mr. Allen is also shaking his knees.

You've got ten times more enemies in your first squadron command, nothing but a punitive game. In view of the fact that this one has fewer than four thousand people, the opponent will be in excess of forty thousand troops.

I find it difficult to get this done in the form of a skirmish on a boulder, but what about there? It is genuinely under wartime.

In view of the fact that the territory adjacent to the enemy country is Estelle's equity, I would prefer not to engage in a full-scale war. What's the matter?

"It's just that... apparently we're on backwards support"

"I'm honestly not happy in these situations, but that's good luck"

"... Yes"

If there's a reason, it's probably because of Allen's presence. The convenience of being a central knight and being topped by an elite street neat appearance, letting this go to death at will be to mud some face that has pushed a handsome man to this day.

What a background, I take it personally.

"Whatever it is, shall we say we get to the placement? Commander, please, Mr. Allen."

"Ha, ha."

The face of the First Squadron moves according to the handsome instructions.

I'll try something else and get out of the tent.

On my way, I arrived at the rear of an allied army that had already deployed.

Or if you fly into flight magic and send a series of fireballs to the bomber, it might be possible to strike hard. However, the war has already risen and the battlefield seems to have enemies and allies involved.

Which is the magical glow that rises a few dozen meters away? In the hands limited to large-scale magic, which, thanks to it, prevents us from choosing the subject, the contract also involves corresponding difficulties in giving a decisive hit to the battlefield. It's a liability issue.

Damn, what's wrong?

"Hey, human."

If you noticed, there was a dark elf next door.

I'm staring at this one in terms of still being grumpy.

"Did you sleep well?

"If there's someone who can sleep in this situation, it's like an Omae"

"Sorry, I haven't slept well here."

I felt comfortable sleeping besides the blanket on the payment.

Instead, I think I was simply tired. My heart. 'Cause Allen's with Sophia while I'm away. Ahem, right? When I look at his face, I keep remembering.

You should seriously consider this. Blonde Lori Girl Meat Potty Slave Sisters.

"Relax in a place like this, etc., and it would be what Azuma would do"

"Yeah, well, you're certainly right. Excuse me."

You're as pretty as ever.

Don't you get tired of spending all four or six hours at this rate?

"I don't know how to say it's backwards, but at this rate, it's going to be close."

"Oh, that's what I mean"

A few dozen meters away, he exchanges words watching the magic flying across the meadow.

Other faces belonging to the same squadron are also in a state of alignment by checking their personal status as soon as possible. As for the squadron size, it will be a sharp arrow after breaking up into two levels of the avant-garde rear guard, with Allen in the position of general, and me and Dark Elf standing beside it.

Also, as a whole of dozens of squadrons, I don't know whose instructions they are, but they are formed into a fish-scale formation. It is the form in which our First Squadron is located at the rear of it. Behind this, they say the battalion commander entrusted with the overall command is refraining.

Incidentally, the refraining destinations are made of wood as shown in the example.

I mean, there's no later.

"Ah... you've got quite a few blown up right now..."

There was a huge explosion ahead.

Probably magic.

Dozens of our troops are blown up in unison accordingly. Slightly, more than a dozen seconds later, the vicious and dirty flesh poured into the aftermath.

There were a few drops on my cheek, and the red splash flew and it stuck.

Seriously, give me a break.

"Knock..."

similarly dyed his face red and gripping his fist Allen reworked Mr. Saitou.

The damage to our army is immense.

…………

There seem to be two options.

Take Allen and the Klein boy and escape, or after ignoring the damage done by your allies, the bomber sends its regards and pours the fireball out of the sky. The latter is more effective as a whole. However, if you think about yourself, you are likely to eat war criminal verdicts from your allies later.

This conflict itself seems to have a side like the City of Disposal of Unwanted Knights.

The most important thing is to ask your allies to step back and implement the latter where the boundaries between the two armies have been established. However, I don't think the appeal will pass even to the superior commanding officer in charge of the crime scene because he is an alien who doesn't even know his identity. Nearly ten times more troops than anything else. In opponents, the moment they show a retrograde posture, they contract to be drunk in a breath.

Something at all difficult to judge.

and so on, and is what was troubling me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I heard a tall voice.

Sounds familiar.

Depending, the soldiers of the allies disintegrate to break left and right. There are by no means many who flee from their positions. Apparently, early in the war, the situation was decided. It doesn't seem like it's been half an hour.

The formations, which were assembled as convex, have been easily broken through the centre and completely shaped out. I haven't lost to Dada in numbers. Working together as a possible adventurer on a hundred or so scales would also be difficult for boulders beyond four digits.

As a result, we now see a longitudinal roll shining in gold in front of us.

"... I had no idea you were alive in that situation, boulder"

"Did you think I'd be burned by that much flame?

The soldiers on my side already seem to have lost their morale. He pulled himself aside to clear the way, conveniently becoming the feather of worshipping on the battlefield the rarity of enemy troops walking loosely in the midst of allied armies and walking over to this side.

And the general of the enemy army, speaking, seems to be this prestigious.

However, to see what she looks like right now, I can never say she's intact.

There are only vertical rolls to the right that should be left and right if they are meant to be. Probably did a good job on one thing in the forest. The burnt hair is dull and the left head is exposed to skin without any residue. Looks like a Yankee two-block.

Also beside her stands kimoron hair by example. This one has no one arm. The right sleeve of the jacket, the fabric I lost to fit, is slightly swollen in the wind. Can't I use restorative magic or something? I doubt it.

Or maybe the impact of the damage ahead is significant and still weak.

"Ki, you said..."

Vertical rolls and kimoron hair that suddenly revealed themselves that way.

As far as you can see this, it's mostly Allen who asks. As always, his knees tremble with clatter. Speaking of pivotal gaze, come and go the two blocks of loli boobs and the horns of kimoron hair. That would bother you, too. I'm worried too.

However, the person in question passes through the handsome words.

I roll over to this side with exhilaration.

"We met in a good place. Wow! Previous humiliation, let me clear you up. Wow!

Apparently, it's going to be difficult to negotiate.

Because it is an enemy advantage, naturally?

Because the specific gravity of the hair varies from left to right, the neck is slightly tilted to the right.

"Is it the reverse guile? What about it, as something that stands above people"

Slap the light mouth appropriately to connect the field.

Vertical roll consciousness is right for me. If so, I'm sorry, but let Allen aside, let me use this as a point of contact for negotiations. It gets easier when you get your neck stuck badly. I'll hear the complaints later. Push through some impossibilities. That would be for both of us.

Now I'm fully committed to keeping his squadron alive.

Leaving a bad stain here is sure to be a big part of his future emergence. As a whole, if the team in charge is intact, it will never be difficult for the parent to appeal to the surrounding area. The evaluation of a large organization will always be a relative evaluation in the body.

In the future, at the dawn of Allen's birth, I'd be happy to make it easier under there. Operation.

I'll leave that to you. You handsome bastard.

"That's a lot of complaining over this period, isn't it?

"Based on the outcome of the previous engagement, is there a chance of winning against me?

"Huh..."

"If it's a challenge, I'm not stingy here."

I will speak to you on the face of Doya with the utmost vanity.

Then it seemed a little upset and tension ran on the face of the vertical roll. However, the presence of the blonde Lori Boobs Army withheld behind is mighty.

Soon the mouth gets where it goes on, and the strengths are twitched.

"Yes, how long will you be able to do that and keep your big mouth slapped!?

"Let's beat it for a thousand years, ten thousand years, forever"

"Grr... you think I can't see the army holding back behind me?

"Where we gathered, the U.N. crowd, that's not enough to take."

"Hey, what! Damn......"

Vertical roll plain cute that responds either way.

Thanks to all this, I feel a little less nervous. The colored black elf has just pointed out that it is not possible. But the cute ones are cute, so I can't help it. Plus today it's double dong with the hilarious one-sided two-block specifications.

"Lady."

"I know!

Beside the vertical roll, some kimoron hair tells the story.

What does she know when she barks?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

My ear hurts when attacking my high cheeks.

"It's only now that I can stand up for myself. Wow."

I can understand why the vertical roll growls. Penny's army is devastated. At a time when the enemy forces had passed to the same place where the general was now, he had decided to win or lose, if it was meant to be.

Still, however, the other person seems hesitant about the last step. The reason would be the result of considering one incident in the forest in one place.

That's exactly why, if there's a gap that goes in here, right now.

"I will never stop as far as I am concerned if I want to see my own army finally attacked to Honmaru, but still scattered unharmed. But is it worth attacking the Penny Empire now after all that?

"Oh ho ho ho, isn't that faster to check over there?

"... over here, is it?

"I hope you regret sweetly quoting our Pussy Republic."

It's another meaningful dialogue.

I don't want you to think any more. What's so refreshing about the end soldiers? I think I've heard other similar complaints over the past few days. There is not enough information needed to conduct the negotiations.

So there is no way to do it, and it will be the feather to be taken directly from the front.

If the situation goes so far, I have to fire ball it.

"If so, we can't be irresistibly hit either."

- I should have.

"Sorry, man"

"... Huh?

Right around the corner, the voice of the dark elf sounded.

At the same time, my vision swayed tremendously.

I thought I heard a wild noise called Zun.

"... na, ma... this"

The visible sight suddenly begins to turn.

I have no reaction to my hands or feet after turning my consciousness toward them.

At the corner of his sight is a large sword of shaken dark elves.

And bright red blood tides splashing all over the area.

After only a few moments, the body of someone who lost his head gets into his eyes.

If you look closely, oh, my God, it's my body.

"They say it frees them from the status of slaves. I had no hands not to ride."

"Hey, I see..."

Apparently, her hands snapped her neck.