I told her what happened to my parents that night. We were both out of line.
"You're not a prodigal son at all..."
"You used to do that all by yourself..."
You mean you're pulling hero's blood even if you rot?
"He said he'd be here before he left Kutanutsu. I don't know one day though.
"He's an unusual bastard. Shit, if Curse did contract magic, he'd be safe.
"Right. I don't think anyone can disarm it.
Maybe you could have told me to pay my monthly payment. Then seriously, can you play and live your whole life?
"All right! I'm going to the guild for a second. Let's see what kind of guy he is.
That's unusual for a father. No way. It's not even for free booze. I'll tell you soon. Father's gone. Is that a pattern you won't be home until morning?
Meanwhile, the Knights of the Land Capital in front of the castle gate had been asked some information and relieved. If there was a war, he was in a position to be killed or taken prisoner first. I don't even care about Damien, who plays when I think about it. It's more of a strong feeling that you did well.
He was now free to set up a tent a little northwest of the castle gate. There was also a warm meal insertion from the tanut side and tension between the two was somewhat relieved.
The deputy is reconsidering the Sanumitiani march, which was once suspended. Sanumitiani falls into the hands of the Jacobinites. It has nothing to do with Kutanatsu. Rather, it is the borderline uncle who is in trouble.
Even in this case, I could have shaped the appointment and removal of deputy Kutanatsu if Uncle Borderline was concerned about that. The deputy nevertheless highly appreciates the fact that he admitted his inaction and tried to settle the matter peacefully. Then it is not too shabby to cooperate with Uncle Borderline.
Above all, it can be troublesome when the Jacobini and Borderline Uncle are linked. I don't think that's going to happen, but it's no wonder what's going on with the world. I can't be optimistic because unexpected things usually happen on the periphery.
I have to be more intimate with Borderline Uncle when I think about the future. Regardless, after showing this power. Positively, deputies are like Uncle Borderline's men, but it is difficult to think of them as user-friendly pawns. That's why I responded resolutely this time. I will not tolerate anything that threatens the safety of the people of Kutanutu. Peace on the border is something you can't get unless you do it that far.
The deputy called the deputy and told Sanumitiani to march.
In the guild, Alan and Sparrash dressed like civilians exchanged cups.
"My husband's here. Oh, rare. Come on.
"Oh, I'm here to see the face of my stupid son getting hit by Cotempan by Curse. Is that him?"
"Heh. But my husband doesn't have any luck either. We could have worshipped Eloise naked a little sooner, right?
"What!? That porn girl is naked!?
"Take a look at that statue. It's his job. That's what banquet art is all about. Hard guy. Come on.
There was an ice statue of Eloise that hadn't melted yet. I don't have eyes for art. Even Alan can tell. It was easy to ask that he was not just a prodigal son.
It can also be deduced from the fact that it is at the center of the wheel in an guild that should have been here for the first time. He's a horrible man.
"Hey, are you drinking?
It was the man who spoke out of the blue who was the Damian of the day.
"Whoa, he's gotten laid! I hear our Curse took care of you. You're gonna have a hard time licking him, aren't you?
"Whoa, now you're Sir Martin, right? You're not licking me, are you? How can I be that girl? You're too bad!
"Ho. You know what I mean? You know. All right, I like it! I'll make you listen carefully! You want to hear it, don't you?
From then on, it was Damian's ordeal. I guess it was an inescapable disaster even if I knew. Damien who has done so well so far, but I would have never imagined there would be such a pitfall.
In the end, Alan and Isabel were on the verge of sinking when they heard a story in the loop about Alan's encounter to the birth of Curse and to this day. Still, it would be just as good not to break an attitude of interest to the end.
Would it be cruel to say that Alan deserves more rap and longer stories because of it?
By the way, the banquet was enjoyed by no one even without Damien. The bard used to sneak around and sing "The Song of a Colorful Knight".