Frey stretches his cat-like grey-colored tail with a pin and looks up at this one in a riddle and lowers his eyes only.
The long lashes have the same light purple color as the hair color, and sometimes the color that humans don't have, makes them seem like the characters she came out of the story.
Most of all... from a ghostly twat stretching out of a gap in my braided hair, I'm obviously not human.
"Take an oath."
She says only one word and waits for my words as she calumnizes them.
No matter what they say about "vows," what am I supposed to do?
I wonder if I could put my sword to her like a king and a knight's vow? of?
But I don't have a sword.
"Well, here then what, inside yesterday's prefab"
"Yes, sir."
Stand up, sieve and shake your tail sideways, Frey.
She's wearing a pitched long skirt with metal armor that only covers her upper body, but where's her tail coming from?
I can't help but wonder what I think.
By opening the door and letting her through first, I made sure I checked!
I see. Do you have a hole in your skirt for your tail?
Upon entering the prefab, Frey was once again bowing his head in the same position as earlier.
"See you again. Take a vow."
I don't care if they say so.
Put your hand on your jaw and, um, twist your neck.
I don't care if it's a possession.
No, should I just ask Frey?
"Frey. What am I supposed to do?
"Didn't you say the name of the Holy Sword earlier"
What is this, a vow ritual like a king and a knight?
I thought it might be something magical, but then I think I could do it.
"Give me a minute. Prepare."
"Yes. Holy Sword Megaphone. What kind of famous sword, no, maybe it's a demon sword. Either way, I'm not looking forward to seeing it."
...... hmm?
Wait a minute.
Megaphones become holy swords.
Frey said earlier that I was saying the name of the Holy Sword, but what is a megaphone?
That's a sword. Bye.
"I don't give out megaphones. 'Cause it's nothing."
"... sorry for past expectations. Megaphones are still early for me and others. You're right. We will step forward to help you take your vows."
Megaphone, how highly appreciated are you!
If Frey finds out the real thing, he won't be disappointed.
If I suck, they're going to slash me from behind......
"Oh, uh, more like this than a megaphone, that's it. More what Frey deserves."
"Are you to the left? This Frey. I'm thrilled to see this body tremble."
She doesn't move her expression, does she? But I didn't miss the bumpy tail.
This is not how I do it.
I wonder if the sword was on the menu of the housing app.
... None.
I guess it's only modern.
I don't know if it reflected my thoughts, but I don't have any weapons (except cookware).
We have all the modern stuff, but there was no such thing as a pistol.
When I look at Chirali at Frey, she's waiting for me...
And I have no choice. A sword is a sword.
Open the chest as you sweat a great cold sweat inside.
Inside there was a plastic toy sword about the length of a short sword and a hateful yellow megaphone sitting on it.
I take the toy sword, and the boulder chachiness hits my mouth.
"Oh, that's..."
Do it. They saw me. I can't start over anymore.
And I don't have a choice.
Switch on the switch in the pattern.
"This guy is a light...... called Balmunk. The sword that a hero once held and defeated even a giant dragon... is based on my magical reproduction."
"Divine. A glowing sword is terrifying magic."
Oh, yeah.
If I turn on the light mode to mislead the sogginess, my body glows green, right?
I'm sorry, Mr. Balmunk. I just gave you the name of the legendary sword I know.
If this is enough, I should have used it as a cookware like a knife or fruit knife.
So, what happened to this...
Do we have to do this now?
Hold Balmunk (tentative name) with one hand and get yourself into Frey's cheek as smooth as white magnet.
"It's Frey. Take an oath on my sword."
The play may have taken too long...... If I thought that inside, Frey would only look up at me with his face and serious eyes.
"This Frey. To be the sword of the saint Good Chen, to be a shield, to dedicate all of this body."
"Frey. That was my sword more than this. This is where the vow was made."
Ahhhhh. I don't care what you do anymore. Yeah.
And I responded like that. But here's what you had to do.
My life is with you.
"Ugh, yeah."
"Well, then, we have to figure out what to do with the future of the Demons."
"Yes, if it's something I can know, I'll tell you everything."
"Kid, you have a very different attitude than yesterday. What the hell is wrong with you?
"I decided to make a 'vow'. I say you are the one who can truly save the future of the Demons."
Yesterday's exchange, when did your ratings get that high?
I don't remember doing anything special...
"The policy is as we decided yesterday. But I haven't decided exactly what to do yet."
"Yes, sir."
Yes, if it gets spicy when I can grab one knee, I won't do it.
More like this, something that doesn't treat me normally.
"Frey."
"Yes, your Frey is here"
"Oh, you know what? Um... yeah."
It's hard to say...... if it's cluttered, Frey suddenly rubs his head against the ground and raises his voice.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to hide it from the saints. Have mercy."
"Ah. I'm not mad at you, am I?
"Thank you! The saints have seen through everything, and yet you have given me your vows."
"Oh, huh?
Also, I don't know what to split anymore.
Somebody. Explain this situation to me. Yeah.
"I said it would be a sword and a shield, but I know it's too unreliable for me. But you can be a shield for each body."
"Uh... you mean you're not good at swords"
"I'm ashamed...... I'm right, no muscle strength, no sword arms...... but if it's magic, I can use it quite a bit. We will definitely protect you."
"No, I want you to be more effective in coordinating with the Wise Demons than amulets, I can't believe it"
"Of course you are!
"And stand anyway"
It's not hard to stay down.
Yeah. You don't have to stand on your knees... crouch down and take her hand and make her stand.
I can't tell you.
I can't tell you how much I want you to treat me like a friend.
Oh, yeah.
If you look at how everyone else treats you, you must soften her attitude, too.
If you haven't changed, you can ask her well in this flow.
All right, so let's go. I'd rather have Maruburg here than have a conversation with her, and I can ask you questions about the situation in the Principality.
"Then what are you doing here, and let's get to my house"
"I understand!
Leave the prefabricated house and head to our house.