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"I follow Fujichima. That's all."

"Say anything to Boo. Boo."

"Can I help you, too, Miu?

Four friendly beasts, including Wagan, let Yay and all of them fist each other and nod at each other. All four of them have pimpled ears and they almost laugh.

They're not cute. Unlike crows and Klaus, they're healing. Good. Good.

In the meantime, one person is neither amused nor uplifted.

The person with arms like a marutai, floating on the tannic surface and closing his eyes is Rhutier.

He led the Beast Man and traveled to the prairie. There are places where that experience falls victim to this operation, and I guess there are places where he thinks he will be.

Talk from me to the great, reliable tiger-head who remains silent.

"Lütier. Even trivial matters. If you need any advice, can you tell me?

"Lord Fujichima..."

Lütier who opens his eyes and takes his assembled arms to his desk.

His eyes are staring straight at me. Those eyes weren't harsh, they were something that gave me the peace of mind to be engulfed in something big.

"I am in favor of Lord Fujima's operation. I'd like to start there."

and foreshadowed, then Lütier continues.

"I don't know which path will make me truly happy for the Demons. Just like the Demons, the Beasts have local love, of course. We abandoned our homeland and emigrated."

The spot quieted to Lütier, who spoke pale, and everyone listened to his words.

With few words, every word of him is sincere and heartfelt.

I guess this is one of the reasons why Lütier is admired by the Beast Man. I find him an excellent leader, too, in a different way than Maluburg.

"I want to reclaim the land of the dead at all costs. I can also understand that their thoughts are… to show their pride. But I think it might be one hand to move one of the demonic kingdoms to the prairie."

It was a rhutier-like opinion that refused to fight and chose to go to the prairie with pride in its chest.

"After the finalization of the realm, there will be a power struggle between demons, in humans, and a pull of legs. I don't think Rütier's plan is bad enough to prevent it."

"Lord Fujima always returns his words with mercy to me, too, who still cannot give the stray answer. Thank you."

"Oh, no."

"I still don't see the answer. But as I said at the outset, I am with Lord Fujima. That's my unshakeable thought."

Rütier grips both fists and slaps Don and his own chest.

Rütier...... his chest gets hot against his powerful thoughts.

Oh, shit.

Shake your neck left or right to delude you, creating a smile full of strength.

"Thanks, guys. Tomorrow, I will meet with Frey of the Demon Clan. And then I want you to talk to me again."

I glanced at each and every one of them and stuck my thumb forward gushing.

Is that it? There's no Frederick.

And there he comes, elegantly supporting the basin with his hands flat, with a pot of hot air.

Add some tea to the cup where drinks are dwindling with grace.

He just came to me, and he raised his moustache and said something.

"Dear Fujishima, I need to talk to you about something else."

"Hmm? If that's what I can do"

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

Frederick returns the pot to the basin and reunites the cohon and standing.

"I heard it from Klaus. May I also be in a militant tournament?

"Oh, I don't mind."

"Thank you. Because I have a little connection with blue goblins."

"... please don't get hurt"

"It's an old body, so I won't force it. Thank you for your concern."

Honestly, I totally forgot.

Yes, I did. You promised me blue goblins.

I was totally flying out of my head about Felix, about the Demons and all the rest.

Still, Frederick...... are you okay with being so thin?

"I'll put it well. Frederick......"

I can see Klaus stepping on his shoulder.

Oh, no. You heard it worked great in the goblin battle earlier.

"So may I join you, too?

Rütier has risen from the spot and joined the battle ah.

"I'm looking forward to that. I wanted to work with Lord Rütier once."

Frederick, who turns his body softly in the direction of Rütier and offers an elegant thank you.

"Oh, are you okay..."

Seeing the physique difference between Frederick and Rütier, cold sweat flows from the tarari and forehead.

"There's no problem. Brother, Frederick is strong."

Soon Klaus, who came next to me, pounded my shoulder and gave me a nihil grin.

"That's what I'm asking, but I really have Mr. Frederick on my mind."

"Once you see it, you'll be paralyzed. Oh, I don't know what to do. Um..."

"You're dropping off your participation?

"There's no way! I don't know how to fight this. For God's sake."

"Come on..."

Well... we need to prepare the medicine (potion) properly. Horrible medicine to recover in an instant.

"That's right. Fujichima."

Now you're a waggan. You don't think he'll be joining us?

"Waggan should be stopped..."

"I'm not in. I'd like to do a harvest festival, would you like to schedule it with a militant tournament?

"Harvest festival!

"That's right. Klaus told me it was time for the Principality."

"Really?

Eyes on Klaus standing next to him.

"Whoa. It's about time. Isn't that nice? Harvest festivals and militant competitions. Let's celebrate at the same time. It's gonna be a big festival."

"Ouch. Bye. Let me talk to you about what it's like to do both. Separate members and create an Executive Committee for the Games"

"Okay. Just calm down."

Wagan said that to my suggestion and meditated one eye.

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The next day...

Yesterday's place, waiting for Frey.

I'm alone today. Titania can't stay with me forever. I have a job in the Principality.

That was the one waiting in the prefabricated house, so I'm sitting alone in a pipe chair looking out front.

I am rather dumb.

That's right.

Open the tablet and tap the menu from top to bottom.

This one. Oh, you don't have a chest.

It's in the prefabricated house, okay?

"Why don't you have a megaphone?"

Speaking of pipe chairs outdoors, you're a megaphone.

"What is a megaphone? Is it some sort of magic trick?

I shake my shoulders frightened by the clear girl's voice.

Were you listening? Were you listening?

Turn off the tablet flashly and give it a face.

"Is that Frey?

"Yes. It's Frey. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Standing on one knee, it was the girl with thin purple hair who was standing in front of me.

Still, that's a unique voice.

It's a fascinating voice to be attracted to when it comes to voices like when a good singer sings in an acapella.

From what it felt like we had a conversation yesterday, I thought you were at least older than me... but I didn't know you were a girl under twenty.

No, you can't judge me by my appearance.