"I was hoping to stop by and mess with you. Wow.
Hmm? Grandpa, what does that mean?
"Four of us, Washi and Anne, Gregorius and Marguerite.
Summarizing Grandpa's story, he specifies the date, time and place and summons Mr. Gomoriere. We trapped him on that road and attacked him in unison for four where he showed a snag. Mr. Gomoriere was alive, though I attacked him with no trace. Grandpa, impressed by the appearance, said he was forced to treat him after contract magic. The contents of the contract must not be able to fight anyone with a Zematis family name. She said the magic worked easily because she was dying. It's unforgiving... to deal with that Gomoriel... and it's contract magic that doesn't require their consent. You don't have any eggs...
By the way, they set everything from landmines to travauxamic, from heavier to more disruptive. Often Mr. Gomoriere was alive...
"Curse, you got it? This is how the Zematis do it. Fighting the Zematis is synonymous with dying. That's what they have to think. But Father, if I go up, I'm old and sweet.
Zematis, don't be afraid... but is it still sweet from your mother... because you helped Mr. Gomoriere?
"From the woman who endured so many attacks and connected her life. It's a shame to kill you. Besides, Noon just retired then. Let's even be sweet.
Mr. Gomoriere is not the one who can win as many wizards there have surrounded him with four. Grandma to grandpa, aunt to uncle. These four must have won... and intact.
Later, on the scene, Grandpa and his first meeting brother Oddy also showed up and praised Grandpa for being amazing for everyone. Grandpa is in a good mood for his first grandson.
My grandson's wife even dealt with Marie, who was far older than me. Then it was the end of being adorable.
It's a fun night. Grandfathers, I'm going north tomorrow... I hope you live long...
"Curse! Where is Curse!
Hmm? Who?
"Don't make me laugh! Who is it? You don't call people names casually!
Um, I guess I'm drunk, too.
Is that it? Grandma and Grandpa, on the contrary, are looking at me with a surprised look to your mother. Alec, too.
"Ho? Wouldn't you slap a big mouth towards the rest? They told me who you were. Let's call them names! The rest is the former King of the Kingdom of Roland! It's Glenwood Crimson Roland! What a surprise!
Was it the voice of the king? Is this guy drunk, too? Yeah, you're definitely drunk. Well, this isn't a royal palace, and you didn't have to keep it dignified?
"Hi. My name is Carls Martin. So, what is it?
"I've seen it! Haven't you done something interesting with Jack or Donovan earlier! Let me show you the rest of the moves! Would love to see it!? I want to see it!?
I mean, you have to like how only the principals showed me the cool part. You want me to tell you to look at your cool spot, too? A child!
"I'd love to see it! That's right, Your Majesty! Cool!
I haven't seen it yet.
"Pfft. Right, you want to see that much? Then definitely nothing. Shall I show you?
Was the king such a character? That's because you're drunk.
"It's Curse! Let's see the best walls! He's gonna slash me!
Hmm, same as earlier, no art. Then with magic I don't normally use at all...
"Iron Wall"
It's a defensive punch wall. It's user-friendly magic that disappears if you don't keep putting magic on top of amazing magic consumption. But if I really put magic into this... it would turn it into an invincible barrier.
Size is the same one-sided, two-mailed cube as earlier. I don't even know if my sword broke, do I?
"You know what? Terrible, intense magic, how much magic is in this iron wall. Wouldn't blood roll? Look at that!
A king who takes a similar stance to his abode. He practises magic in his sheath without pulling out his sword.
A minute has passed. Not yet. From the king's forehead came a sweat, which conveyed his jaw, and fell to the ground.
For a moment when I distracted myself, the sword had already cut straight into the middle of the iron wall. How...?
"Hmm, why don't you just be like Fernando? Fair enough. Excellent enough.
"Yes, when..."
"Pfft, wouldn't you have seen it? This is the infinite mystery of Time Unknown. I can't tell you the details, but then Fernando or Raymond can tell me.
This is the depths! He's the one who's hung up when he finds out! I guess I can't use it in action with all that time spent prepping, but the power is outrageous.
If this is Dr. Fernando, he's going to rip even the iron wall without the tame.
"Awesome! That's right, Your Majesty! I knew it was cool!
"Pfft. Wouldn't it? The rest is stronger than Jack or Donovan!
Is that true? Well, I told you because I can't be sure. You win.
"This doesn't sound like His Majesty's word, does it? It's certainly my defeat in the match score though. So you're saying you're dealing with me, right? On this occasion now!
"Ho... hey Glenn! You're stronger than me!? Without magic, you can't beat me!
Oh. You're drunk as far as the principal and union chief, aren't you? I'm leaving tomorrow and I don't even know if I'm hurt.
"You barbarians! You think you can beat His Majesty! If you want to fight your majesty, Noon is your opponent.
Ah. Join the war until Grandpa. I hope I don't get hurt.
"Even if it doesn't extend to Lord Zematis, it doesn't throw away my magic, either, does it?
And the Chancellor! The Great War! It's good because it's funny for me to watch. Don't get hurt.