Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

It was like shaking in the water. The surroundings were wrapped in darkness, but when I squinted my eyes, it turned out that strange fine patterns seemed to flicker constantly. You can see clearly with both hands. However, I felt that the outline was somewhat vague and ambiguous, and if I didn't have enough consciousness, my body would suddenly melt and be scattered.

Angelin was sunk down, slowly, with strength in both feet, but in the same appearance. I knew that I was going down. Avoid breathing deeply, breathing in a little from your nose, and breathing a little out of your mouth, as you feel when you breathe in. It's OK to panic, but there's nothing like an S-rank adventurer in the dark.

Even the sense of time seemed to be ambiguous, but when I thought that the surroundings were gradually getting brighter, I felt like rising out of the water.

"Wow!"

Angelin was astonished when she suddenly fell from her head, even though she had sunk. Still, he quickly gets his hands, takes his passive and rolls. I took a few moments to grasp the situation, but I realized that I seemed to have come upside down from the ground. As soon as he was thrown from the ground, gravity worked and he seemed to roll towards the ground. I shook my head, which still seemed to have a vague haze, to wake me up.

It was a strange space. Apparently it was a square room. Both the walls, ceiling and floor were covered with black and white check patterns. The material was neither wood nor stone, and it made a dull sound when struck with shoes, but there was no sign of resonating even though it was a large room. A red sphere was floating near the ceiling in the middle of the room. A perfect sphere without any distortion. The red color of the sphere looked really vivid in the black and white mineral room.

Angelin looked carefully around. I didn't feel anything hostile, but I did. Is it monitored by Benjamin's friends? Angelin walked to the wall, gently holding the handle of his sword. One of the checkered squares was about the same as Angeline's head. Put your palm on the wall. Not hot or cold. When I pushed it, I felt a little softness and hardness.

I kicked it. I will not be afraid. Pull out the sword and poke lightly with the tip. Instead of piercing, it wasn't even scratched. It looks like a pretty sturdy wall. It seemed to be mixed with insults in the eyes from the surroundings. Out of nowhere, a ridiculous sneer can be heard faintly.

"... OK"

Angelin stood silently for a while, but unleashed her sword, letting her magic pass through the blade, and slashed against the wall. The sword smoothly cut the wall diagonally. A choppy scream echoed throughout the room. Looking back, the red sphere was changing its shape so that it would go wild. He seemed to be writhing in agony. Angelin sniffs.

"If you don't give it away, I'll cut more ..."

Angelin swings his sword. Then the door appeared on the wall in front of him, as if in a hurry. It is a rusted iron door. Angelin sheathed the sword and stared at the red sphere, threateningly.

"It's like I'm going to lock me up ... this isn't the second time."

The red sphere has shrunk as if frightened.

The iron door opened with a squeaking noise and disappeared behind Angelin's passage. I felt the feel of the ground stepping on the soles was different again.

"... fun"

There was a milky fog all over the place. There is no ground on the ground, and it is a strangely fluffy touch. Angelin looked up and looked around. The fog was also dark and light, with a strange geometrical pattern flickering and floating beyond the thin area. The pattern struggles like a creature and never tries to become the same shape at one time. It looks like a three-dimensional magic circle.

I just started walking. Feeling of feet is not clear. You can't tell if you have the ground just by looking at it, but your feet are firmly stepping on the ground. So it took time to start walking. Suddenly, I saw a figure over there. Walking upside down, stepping in the air. Angelin approached faster. But it only seemed that the fog had gathered and shaped like a person. Still walking like a human.

"Hey!"

Said Angeline. The fog walked upside down, with no reaction, above Angelin's head. That was just a doll, Angelin forsaw.

Angeline was walking around for a while, feeling awkward. On the way, it seemed that there was no clear ground, so I could walk down and up if I wanted to walk.

"... this doesn't help."

It reminds me of what Bergryph taught me. You can't walk around in the dark clouds. That's the same in dungeons. If you sharpen the invisible sensation more, you may be able to understand. Angelin gently looked down. Take a big breath and calm down. Hone your senses and set up your own magic antenna.

The magical power was blowing around like turbulence. Strong enough to not notice. But they were not constant, coming from the left if they thought they were coming from the right, swirling up and down, going up and down, and the magical powers coming from different directions collided.

If you think calmly, you can imagine that this strange place is a special space created by Benjamin. A magical space usually has magical powers. Angelin snorted and opened his eyes, saying that he would have been trapped in another space-time by a forced transfer, but this was not the case.

"Excellent magic ... but I look too sweet"

Angelin drew his sword. Among the turbulent magical powers, she felt the magical power flowing with only a slight directivity. Follow it and move forward without hesitation. Eventually stopped. Although it is a place that is not different from the surroundings, the faint flow of magic has certainly been cut off in this space.

Angelin holds the sword and swings quickly. When I thought the milky mist had broken, it swirled quickly and bored a hole, and it spread out as I saw it. Angelin jumped into the black hole quickly without hesitation.

I hit a hard floor with a soft sole in between. The fog that had just clung to the body just slightly melted away. Angelin squinted and looked around.

It was an elongated corridor. Whether you look at the right or the left, it continues endlessly. The walls and ceiling are stone. There are purple carpets on the floor. Lamps hung on the wall at regular intervals dimly lit the area.

"From one to the next ..."

If you want to lock it in, it's a depressing structure. However, Angelin stepped on the carpet many times with heels, irritated and wondering if I thought I would fall back, and decided to walk in the hallway.

The air seemed stagnant and trapped below. The magical power is the same, and unlike the place where the fog was standing, there is no dramatic flow. Like the stone walls and ceiling, it was mineral and cold and did not seem to move. No footsteps because the carpet is laid. I walked steadily and stopped my feet. Angelin frowns and looks at her feet. The carpet stands and looks like a footprint. It must be the mark that I just kicked with my heels.

"... Is that so?"

Angelin was convinced that the other side of the hallway was connected. Then it is easier and better. There is still more to do in a closed space than in an infinite space.

Angelin softly touched the wall and started walking slowly. While walking, stroke the wall and check for any strange parts. The stone walls vary in size and shape, but are piled up so tightly that a piece of paper is unlikely to fit into the gap between the stones. A glass lamp was embedded in the wall, with a ball of light inside.

Check slowly until you return to your place, then the opposite wall. It was a tedious task, but Angelin was patient and did it without breaking his pace.

"... isn't it a wall?"

Neither wall is strange. Then it's the floor or ceiling. Angelin looked up at the ceiling. I just walk my eyes closely.

"... I'm not."

I tried peeling off the carpet on the floor, but there was only a cold stone floor and no strange spots were found. If there is a little gap or the wind comes out, you will notice immediately. The insight cultivated as an S rank adventurer is not Date. But if there is no abnormality, it cannot be used. I tried to cut the wall like the first room, but it was scratched but no change appeared.

Angelin folded his arms and thought a bit. The magic that creates these other spaces cannot be accepted even from outside if the room is completely closed, and the operator cannot control it. So you have to use some kind of trick to connect with the outside. It's a simple story if you use it yourself, but if it's a space to keep others locked in this way, the key is as hard to understand as possible I have to keep it. Then you should not put the key where you can think of it, and you should not be able to do it with confidence.

Angelin wondered what to do with his dad.

"... a lamp?"

Look at the thin glass lamp. Inside there is a ball of light that seems to be made by magic. The only light sources in this corridor are those that are evenly spaced. If it disappears, it will be engulfed in total darkness.

"I usually don't want to do that because it's scary ..."

Angelin shook the ramp with a sword. A ball of light jumped out from inside and flew spirally in the air and disappeared as if to collapse. While running down the hallway, Angelin smashes the ramps on both walls one after another. Each time the ball of light jumps out and disappears, the corridor is wrapped in darkness. Just as Angeline seems to be chasing from behind.

When the last lamp was cracked, a ball of light flew in the air for a while, and then the full darkness filled the area. No matter how hard you look, you can't see anything. Angelin stood with his sword in his hand. I don't think I was wrong. But some were convinced that this was fine.

In the darkness, the sense of time is strange. When I felt like a strangely long time, my feet suddenly rocked. Pale light leaked from the stone seams on the walls and ceiling. They spread little by little. The stone seems to have collapsed. Eventually, it collapsed to the ground, and Angelin fell with large and small stones.

Angelin kicked the falling stones together and went to the top of the falling stones. I can't beat my head with this. The surroundings were full of pale light. The magical power was drifting around like a haze.

I didn't know how much had fallen, but when I noticed the stone that had fallen with it had disappeared. The rate of falling gradually slowed down, and before she was ready, she felt as if she had fallen on a futon, and Angelin tumbled to the ground.

"Wow!"

Be passive in a hurry. The ground is so soft that it's hard to balance. I managed to get up. My feet are fluffy on the ground. It is buried up to the ankle. Angelin looked around with a restless look, resembling the feel of a bed when she stayed at the residence of Grand Duke Estgal. Then I frowned. Angelin was standing on the bed. It's a big bed where a giant sleeps. A number of large pillows are stacked beside it.

"……Ocean?"

The horizon is visible over there. On the calm surface of the sea, the sun with a face is reflected and sparkling. The bed was set aside on the sandy beach. Looking at the land from the sandy beach, the green windbreaks were lined up neatly. But if you look closely, it is parsley, not wood. A cape protrudes into the sea. However, if you look closely, it is not a cape. Omurice, a dish of eggs baked on rice fried with tomato sauce, protrudes into the sea like a cape, and a huge spoon pierces like a lighthouse leaning to the tip.

When I was stunned, the sea surface suddenly bubbled and a big fish came out. The fish had a human arm that grabbed a spoon that stood on the omurice and scooped it up and ate it. The sun is watching it with a grin.

Such a ridiculous scene is not unusual. It's like a child's nightmare. Angelin was a little confused with a completely different look, but took a deep breath to lose calmness. The smell of the tide filled my chest. For the time being, I went down a sand beach along a pillow from my bed. Sand grains adhere to the shoes. I think it's easy to walk to the seaside since I went to Elbren.

The warm and mild climate makes you feel strangely relaxed. I wondered if this wasn't the case, but crossed a sandy beach into a huge parsley forest. There was a refreshing smell coming out of my nose. As I walked, thinking how to get out of here, the ground changed as soon as I passed through the forest. Continued flat ground with red and white checkered patterns. Behind it was a wall of white bricks.

When Angelin walked with her head tilted, she noticed that the walls had iron bars. Like a prison, prisons are lined up on the wall at equal intervals, but no one is inside. He stayed cold and silent without any signs of chains, bedding, or toilets being used.

Angelin walked along the wall, and suddenly heard someone's voice, saying there might be some keys in it.

"Hey! Is there anyone!"

Angelin was surprised and looked around.

"Who ...?" "Oh, woman? Anyone, help me!"

I went to the voice and found that someone was trapped in one of the prisons. A man. The blond, which is almost yellow, grows freely and has a bearded face. Originally the clothes that seemed good were faded and torn, and their legs were chained. The man clung to the prison lattice, prying his chains. I spilled tears.

"Ah! Ah! You've never heard of someone other than those guys ... please, please, get me out of here!"

Angelin looked at the man with a suspicious face.

"I'll give you nothing ... who are you?"

The man in the prison said he was panting, with a rough breath.

"I'm Benjamin, I'm Benjamin Rhodesia, the first prince of the Rhodesian Empire."

Angelin involuntarily screamed.

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It was a downpour. The Belgriffs, who wanted to go to the Grand Duchy early, were stopped by the rain. It seems that the town carriages do not want to run when the rain is too heavy, and they are dropped off from the carriages heading for Ojo Castle, and they are sheltering in the eaves of a closed shop. Percival kicked the ground with his toes as if frustrated.

"Damn, at this time ..."

Bergliff squinted and tried to look beyond the rain. But as the heavy rain falls constantly, the outlook is far from clear. I was afraid that I could not move and get lost in the sight of the imperial city.

"Where is it?" "It's still downtown."

The wind blows, and the fine eaves also blow into the eaves. From a while ago Maitreya flew right and left, and now he was hiding behind Percival and surviving the rain.

"Uh, miserable ... this" spelled black "Maitreya is like this ..." "If you don't like it, you can use any transfer magic."

According to Percival, Maitreya shook his head, saying it was ridiculous.

"So what do you do if Schweiz finds you? I can't do such a dangerous thing." "I've already noticed it.

There is no law that is convenient in such a place, but it is unavoidable in a downpour. He seemed to stop for a while, but his rain legs suddenly weakened. Bergliff wore a cloak hood.

"Let's go. I have to go a little bit now."

A little after the two who walked away, Maitreya chased like a hurry. After walking for a while, the rain began to increase again. Even if it gets wet, you can't go there, but it's hard for the road to be confusing. The town has a similar landscape. It's even more so if you've come to town for the first time. In the rain, you can't spread the map.

He also escaped to the storefront. It is in front of a coffee shop. The vermilion light blinked behind the thick glass, and it seemed that customers were packed. Looking at the rain hitting the ground, mixing with the same shelters, the rain legs weaken again. It seems that the thick and thin places of the clouds are mottled, and that they are flowing, so that the rain has strength.

"We're gone. We're going." "Oh, are you okay here ..."

When the Belgryphs walked, the coffee shop door opened and someone came out.

"Oh, Bell? Percy too."

Suddenly heard from behind, Bergliff looks surprised. Anessa was standing. Toya and Morin follow through the open door. Percival fluttered his eyes.

"Arn? Toya also has Morin, what are they doing in this place?" "Thinking about gathering information in the guild ..." "Is that so. Are the Angers acting differently?"

According to Berggriff, Anessa agreed.

“Yes.

Anessa avoided the body and introduced a woman with a ragged hair behind. The Bergglyphs bow down and introduce themselves. Eileen rounded her eyes with a smile.

"Sorry, I'm Irene. I'm going to be really good at this again ... I guess he's an adventurer with a name." "It's not standing. Hey, Maulin," said Toya. "Well, Percy-san, isn't it easier to understand" Haou sword "?"

Morin said. Percival scratched his cheeks in trouble.

"It's not like saying something differently." "Eh? Eh," Haou sword "? ... Eh, really? Isn't that the same name?"

Irene dyed his cheeks excitedly when Percival showed the S-rank adventurer's plate.

"Oh, genuine! Oh, I'm honored to see you, I'm a fan, I!"

Irene shook his hand holding Percival's hand. Toya has rounded eyes.

"... I saw this kind of Eileen for the first time."

Morin laughed from the air.

I was angry that I could not get in and out because I was in front of the door. Belgryph twisted his head annoyingly, as though the rain seemed to be stronger, but Morin moved his fingers in a humming.

"Let's go. Angers are waiting too."

Saying so, Morin will get out of the eaves. If you look at it, the rain will bounce a little above her head on an invisible membrane. He seems to have made a rain shield with magic. So one line leaves the eaves. Looking at the raindrops being played overhead, he said that Percival was impressed.

"Don't do that. You need fine magic control." "Yeah, well. It's not that much." "That. Hey, can't you do that?"

Maitreya sharpened her mouth, poked by Percival.

"I don't use such vulgar magic." "Is that child ...?"

Anessa looked at Maitreya with a suspicious face. Irene said "that" and bowed down and looked into Maitreya's face.

"It's not my chan. What do you do if you don't see it recently?"

Maitreya shook his body, clad his hood deep and raised his finger at his mouth.

"Secret" "Eh?

Eileen crouched on the neck, matching the hem of the coat. Bergliff laughed as he cluttered.

"She's Maitreya. I met him at Findale and we'll be working together."

Toya said astonished.

"What is Maitreya ... is the spell weaving black that we hear from rumors?" "Well, in this short time? As expected, Belle-san or something ..."

Anessa saw Maitreya as impressed. Maitreya shrank and turned away. Percival has an interesting face. Toya and Maurin are bright on the road of the Imperial City, so you don't have to worry anymore. Berglyph relieved and stroked his chest as the rain stopped. The state where you waste time unnecessarily comes most mentally.

Only your feet are bad, but nothing much. Such downtowns are probably cobbled and imperial, as there is no mud, and it is still easy to walk if you are careful not to slip.

As I walked, Irene said.

"I've heard about the situation. It looks like something is going to be terrible." "Yes, what's in trouble ... what are you talking about with the Arne?" And I wonder if anything strange has happened, Arne-chan, "Yeah," "How is it actually? I hope you can grab the tail."

Irene shrugged.

"I can't be overtly suspicious. Even impostors have turned out to be good at the moment, so there's no one to pursue them one by one. I heard that we couldn't get too close to us. "" It appeared when we went to the Grand Residence's mansion. But he certainly didn't take one of the escorts though he was the Crown Prince. "

You may have been out of sight, Anessa said. Bergliff frowned.

"Yes ... well, how should this be done ..." "Mr. Bergliff, what was the purpose of information about the Imperial Department?"

Toya said. Bergliff crossed his arms.

"I knew the prince was a fake, and I knew I needed someone who could denounce him as a fake. I wanted to talk to Lee Zelotte, who would be familiar with it. "Hey, did you mean you were going to ignite another person with the right to inherit and fight for a succession? In any case, I'm sure it's going to be doing something inhumane behind the good politics, and I'm gonna do something about it. Anyone who can condemn this may cooperate. In any case, I can not move without a lot of information ... "" But I can not go well, it seems that the other side is also cautious "

Morin said. Irene agrees.

"I can't beat it well, and it's very popular with the public." "Well, at least I don't listen to bad winds, and even bad mouths are so perfect that I can't help but say something about it." Was. "That's right. It looks a little older than before, but it's still a beautiful boy, so the support from girls is enormous. Rather, it seems like I'm more mature and more sexy." Mmm, Irene-chan is that kind of thing. "" No, good face is important, if it is a fake, it will not change. "

Irene and Morin are crazy. Bergliff frowned, thinking.

"... Are you old? But you're still young." "Yes? Yes, it's young, but I'll be getting older. It looks like I've grown up in my face." It must have been a few years since then, isn't it? "" Well, maybe four or five years have passed. When I changed, I felt like a boy, but now I'm a young man. " ... It was a blind spot. "" Anywhere strange? "

Anessa said with a mysterious look. Berggriff nodded and looked at Morin.

"The prince is obviously older than he looks. The magic of mimicry ... isn't that unnatural? Morin-san" "... It's definitely strange. I ... "

Morin bites the dried apple he had taken out of his mouth. Anessa tilts her head.

"I don't know much about it because I'm afraid, but it seems that mimicry magic is not suitable for long-term use. If it is a new technique that can be reproduced until aging, It ’s a hand …… ”

Berggriff looked at Morin while saying so. Morin laughs from the air.

"You know well, I forgot about it," "...! Yes, sure."

Toya nodded as convinced. Maitreya was also blinking. Percival makes a suspicious look.

"I'm convinced by the wizards, but what is it?" "Well, there are several types of mimicry magic, one that gets into the corpse of the subject. It doesn't use much because it rots.

Morin keeps his finger up.

"Although it is possible to get into the body of a living opponent, but this is not stable because it confronts the consciousness of the subject. The most popular thing is to trace the information of the target body and change your appearance, but this is only possible when you traced it. "" Is that something wrong? "In other words, it doesn't change. Hair, beards, nails don't grow, they don't grow, they don't age. Can't you imagine that?" "Oh?"

Maitreya, glared by Percival, shrank and hid behind Bergriff. Irene grinns.

"Mai-chan, it's curled up ... and maybe the real thing of the Prince is alive?"

Berggriff nods. Percival twisted his head so he couldn't understand it.

"What is it? Why is it connected to the story of the real thing?" "Sometimes magic can be more effective by taking certain risks. You can trace it, and the quality of mimicry will increase dramatically. "

Morin explained. Percival frowned.

"I see, in other words, if you keep the real thing alive and do not kill it and trace its physical information one by one, the mimicry will also be natural." "Oh, that would kill the real prince. I don't have it ... Percy, you may find a loophole. "

Bergryf twisted his beard. Hit the shoulder as Percival impressed.

"But I was surprised. Why do you know such a thing?" "No, there is such a thing written in a book I read a long time ago ..." "I still remember it well ..."

Laughing like Anessa was weak. Bergliff smiled bitterly.

"... Either way, it's still a hypothesis, but I'm seeing a bit of a direction.

Irene was impressed and said.

"I'm just old and that's the way it's going to be ... great, Mr. Bergliff," "No, I probably wouldn't have noticed without that topic. Thanks ..." "It's getting more interesting. Let's explore it a little bit, "" No, it's a lot of annoyance, "" I like it, I like it. I'm glad if I can help the longing "Hao Sword" ... "

Irene said, and winked to Percival. Percival shrugs. Bergliff laughed as he cluttered.

"I'm glad I'm a good guy." "What do you say.

Irene put her hand on her cheek stained with vermilion and shook her head.

After leaving Irene to return to the guild, the Belgriffs headed to the Imperial House of the Grand Duchy. It was almost evening in the evening, because I was stranded. The thick clouds were covering the area, but the sun had not yet fallen, but the area was almost darkening.

Asking for guidance at the entrance, Sooty rushed a short time later.

"Wait for you." "Oh, sorry, Sorry, I'm sorry ..." "Okay.

He looks so serious. The Bergliffs looked down and walked quickly after Suiti into the mansion. As he entered the guided room, Miriam sat on the sofa and rubbed his hands, while Kasim sat opposite. She covers her face with both hands. Marguerite was moving up and down the wall in a frustrated manner. Casim looked up.

"Oh, bell ..."

Anessa looked around the room with a mysterious face.

"What about Anger? It looks like there's no Rize ..." "Well, that's ..."

He explained the situation as if Miriam was shy. Along the way, Marguerite and Casim are also supplemented by mouth. Then, when François appeared and Angelin went to the Crown Prince, and combined with the story Casim heard from Salazar, it turned out that Angelin was apparently captured by the enemy. Was.

Percival lifted his eyebrows and poked Kasim.

"I guess I'm gonna look right! What are you doing while you're there!"

Kassim became smaller and fluttered. Marguerite hits his tongue.

"I'm sorry for Angers's feelings. I'm glad I followed me."

Bergriff carefully rolled his wet cloak in a light state, removed his towel from his bag and wiped his head. Then give it to Percival.

"Percy, I'll catch a cold if I don't wipe it." "... I'm so sorry. Are you worried about Angers?" "I'm worried about that. But I'm not going to be left without thinking. He's strong. "

Percival laughed out loud and sat down on the sofa.

"That's true! You have to be firm here too. It's certain that this will hit Benjamin anyway." It sounds! "

Marguerite struck her palm and fist. Bergliff crossed his arms.

"But you can't hit it from the front. That's why you're a criminal." "How do you get out there?

Toya said. Berggriff nods.

"I just did something to Angers, and they'll be serious .... Do you have any other information in the guild that you care about? I'm fine ... "

Arms crossed as Anessa thought.

"... I don't know if it's related to the Crown Prince, but it seems that demons have been found in the Imperial City these days."

Percival said. Toya nods.

"I don't do that very often. We've never contracted it, but it seems that only lower rank monsters come out, and there is almost no damage."

The Imperial City, like other towns, is surrounded by barriers to keep monsters away. The barrier should be stronger if it becomes the center of the empire. Nevertheless, it is strange that lower rank monsters suddenly spawn in town. Kasim, who was silent, opened his mouth.

"It's suspicious. Isn't Benjamin and Schweiz working on the Demon King-related research? Demon King is the source of the demon beasts."

Miriam rounds her eyes. Percival narrows his eyes.

"Hide the trees, in the woods? Fum ... ok, I'll hit it." "Go to the guild?" "Oh, Irene will cooperate. Toya, Morin, a little Keep your face together, and it'll be a little complicated just for me. "

Percival stands up saying that. Toya and Morin look away.

"Is it okay? I'll talk after everyone's ready ..." "Is it possible to say such a generous thing even though Angers was caught. Leave the details to Bell. It's my gender to stay passive forever "Well, Bell?" "Yes. If the other side came ahead, I can't afford to be relaxed. Please, Percy."

Kassim also stood up.

"Oira again goes to Salazar again. He immediately recognized that Ange had been caught, so maybe he knows something." "Is it okay to talk? Salazar, no good thing since you came to Imperial City You can't get any information out of it. ''

Marguerite laughs at it. Casim frowned.

"Urase, I'm sorry that even Oiler doesn't go well." "... Kashim, take me to this child."

Seeing Maitreya pushed out by Bergryf, Kassim looked suspicious.

"What's that little thing?" "Oh, I saw that guy during the communication, who is it?"

Marguerite also ticks eyes. Maitreya looked uncomfortable.

"She is Maitreya. I knew him at Findale and he was going to cooperate. He was a very good wizard."

He looked up at the Bergryph as Maitreya was surprised, and then gladly relaxed his mouth. Bergliff continued.

"And you can use transfer magic. If you can cooperate with Salazar, I think you can find a way out ..." "Who is this person?"

Maitreya looked nervously at Kasim and pulled the hem of Bergriff's clothes.

"He's Kasim. I'm a friend of me and Percy ... Um, can you tell me" canopy smashing "?" "" Canopy smashing ... genuine? Isn't it a lie, isn't it? " Do you think you can try it? "

Kasim fluttered his hands beside the face, as if he was crazy. Maitreya glanced up at Kasim.

"The top call the top ... I'm a" spelled black "Maitreya. Regards." "... Oh, the" spelled black "? Well, I've heard of rumors, but I know this little thing There wasn't. "" ... Magic is first-class.

After confirming the spread of praise and fame, Maitreya took a little pride in breasts. Percival laughed as he stuck, and pokes into Maitreya's head.

"It's a chance to regain the honor. Good luck."

Maitreya bulged her cheek and ran up to Kasim.

"Ignore savages. Go fast."

Casim burst out and laughed.

"That's right, let's ignore the savages, let's go.

Kassim, who seems to be well off, took Maitreya and left. Miriam mutters.

"" Snake eyes "..." Snake eyes "..." and spelled black "..." Dream team "" We're going. We're gonna blow a bubble to Benjamin. "

Percival also turns his cloak and leaves the room. Toya and Morin followed, as if panicked. The remaining Bergryph breathed in and sat down on the sofa carefully. Anessa and Miriam seem to have been somewhat confused. The party member Angelin may be worried. Suti, who was silently watching, sighed.

"It's been terrible ..." "Sorry, Suti-san ..." "No, I don't mind. I'm an adventurer too. I'm worried about what my lady does. ... Well, let's prepare some tea. "

I said that and left the room. Marguerite sits on a chair and crosses her legs.

"And what about Bell?" "I want to talk a little bit with Lee Zerotte, because if I do well ... maybe I may have the opportunity to meet the Crown Prince directly."

The three daughters looked at Bergliff astonishingly.

"Cho, directly? It's dangerous, it's dangerous." "I know it." "I know. But I'm the father of Angers. I'm not so gentle that she's mischievous about her daughter and laughing silently."

The fist that sticks when you look at it is held. He was trying to keep calm before, but his inner heart may have been angry. Because it was pushed out without revealing it, the atmosphere was like a sharply sharpened knife. The three were breathtakingly inspired by the gently-looking Berggryph, who always kept a gentle attitude and showed a clear face of anger.