Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

"Slightly! I thought you'd come. Yo!

Myol opened the door to the room from the inside and greeted the two with a heartfelt happy smile. What a lovely man with a bright face, and the cheeks of the shield are about to loosen. - But.

"Um, excuse me, can I ask you one thing?"

Before entering the room, Belgrette asked with a serious face.

"Yeah?"

"Why are you trying to stay with us? From Mr. Myol's point of view, we're supposed to be two people with no identity."

Though how intentional and destinations are the same refeit, they are still just met by others. She should also be vigilant about the two of them, just as the exile guards warned Myol. When we invite people to the room without doing so, the suspicion still swells.

"Bellette, you must be this lady. And a very good man. Besides, the creation of the Divine Chant" Oracle "is also deep and quite skillful."

Belgrette looks out for him like he's eaten, but when he wins big, he snorts. Myol may be the bearer of the wisdom eye.

"So, Lugo is a swordsman with you or something..., but that's like a sword holding. I'm just putting on my arm... Speaking of which, I don't even seem to be familiar with Heavenly Bomball Feast or the Divine Chant" Oracle "... with you... er, slave?

It was not the owner of the wisdom eye or anything.

"Anyway, well, we both know you're a good person ~. Only eyes that look at grandpa conceded people have never been wrong since they were kids. Isn't that why?

The drifting shield became just a little dodgy with an uninhibited smile that made it look like a This brightness and crushed character may be somewhat similar to Mia's.

"Oh, yeah, both of you. Yes, this."

That's what Myol handed me, it was like a handmade amulet. Carefully braided in a brown soft cloth, it also looks like a small sprinkled accessory.

Belgrette had her eyes open, as opposed to a drifting shield that tilted her neck without knowing what it was.

"This... is it the talisman Rune...!?

"Yeah. I mean, the sign of approaching you. One thing, I thought,"

Myol smiles like a lit one at any rate.

- The talisman Rune.

To protect the clothes you wear from your own technique. Typically used in a way that can be sewn up behind clothes and belongings. Women who are close to each other in college and elsewhere are often exchanging with each other.

Passing this means that you are not harmful to the other person. A thought-provoked sign that you won't hurt someone with your own surgery. Supposed to be nothing more in this world, it was a testament to my love.

Even between men and women, the implications are generally the same. They also seem to send elaborate designs to special opponents, such as lovers and couples.

At Midir College, there is sometimes a gathering of boys and girls of their age, or very few have exchanges between the opposite sexes. I hear a lot of people get bored that they want the talisman "Rune" of that child they care about.

She had also started reading various books, so she was learning that there was such a custom.

... By the way, in the case of men, it is not possible to exchange the talisman Rune first. For example, if the opponent was a best friend, sometimes he clashes out of disagreement and develops into a duel. So if the other person was wearing his talisman Rune, it would make it easier for him to be deactivated.

Sometimes men confirmed their friendship by bumping into each other and beating each other - and if we were to exchange the talisman Rune or something, it seemed that instead of the weak, they would be treated as' hobbies over there '.

"Oh, see if it's real?

Sparks like static electricity scatter at the fingertips of Patchouli and Myol. Her attributes are like thunder.

"- No. Mr. Myol, I understand."

Drawing his feelings, Belgrette nodded loudly and raised her face.

"So... may I take care of you?

"Yeah, yeah! Nice to meet you!"

"Ah... Mr. Myol, do you have any sewing tools?

"Of course. The talisman Rune, you have to sew it up."

"That too... because I want to make and give you the talisman" Rune "too"

"Really!?

"Oh, before I do, I need to pay the store owner a proper lodging fee..."

"Then we'll go together later -! Finally, get some booze from the store owner with the colour trick!

"Well, that's not good."

"It's all right! Even when I took the inn, the owner stretched it under my nose and put barley on it! If we go together, we can already drink all we want!

Smiling at the two thriving people, the drift protection also goes on to go up to the room.

As a result, the escorts were to have a room with Myol.

Then we exchanged some more stepped in introductions with each other.

That Lifeguard and Belgrette are soldiers from the King's Capital. That I am about to go to the Lefe with the king's life.

Knowing the circumstances around it, Myol had his eyes round, but seemed reassured that he was rather comfortable as a result. By the way, she's eighteen years old like that. They said it was out of a small village along the border, and they didn't even know the name of Belgrette.

As for drift protection, I still brought up a setting where the Divine Chant "Oracle" could not be used due to amnesia.

Myol gave me the talisman Rune, but I couldn't give it to her from herself, and she was a drifter who felt a little sorry for herself, but she smiled and convinced without looking like she cared.

Instead, he seemed to feel sorry for me for the drift protection, and I can see people's good character.

"I'm from a village called Kerlia, far away..."

Myol, with a bottle of barley wine in his hand, speaks in an uncircumcised tone of Lu Rhythm, uplifting his cheeks.

"My sister lost her leg a little bit. Even the Divine Chant" Oracle "doesn't work, and I have to operate in a tight city... even though it costs money"

He decided to participate in the heavenly banquet in order to squeeze out the cost.

Duen Akelone's "Hit Again" without appearance.

Still, it's no different that it's a dangerous martial arts festival for fierce gatherings, and naturally I don't think I can win, etc. Even the other awards are not as good as they can be earned for that purpose. Still, bet on a few possibilities.

Even with a definite light in his eyes, Myol said so.

"... one day, I'll be dreaming of traveling with my sister. When the money comes in and my sister can walk... I want to go to Wang Du with her."

"Be sure to contact me then. I think I can show you around."

"Ugh, Bellette... she's a good girl"

Are you a crying Uedo, a tearing myol when Gugusu.

"All I can say is irresponsible...... good luck winning the prize, Mr. Myol"

"Call me Myol!

"Ooh!?

Suddenly he turned his back on Myol, who kept his face close to him. Smells good...... no, smells like booze.

"Others behave! If you really think you can hang in there, call me close! Myol!

"No, I don't know what that means."

"Yes!"

You don't have to say anything about drift protection, bread, and slap your hand. Seems like a signal to say it.

"Er...? Er...... Gumbat Tekdasai, Myol"

"Yes!"

Now he seemed satisfied. Completely drunk.

-;

"Ugh... it's getting hard to get hot"

The drunk, not to mention, strips off the brown cloak that had covered his entire body.

Lifeguard nearly blew out the tea in his mouth.

- He jumped into the boy's eye. That's overwhelming skin tone violence.

Myol's origins, which emerged from under his cape, were as if he were in a swimsuit.

Simply wearing a silver breastplate, round your shoulders, a valley of plump breasts, and all the way to your navel. A brown waistcoat that can almost be described as a super mini skirt, with stunning fleshy thighs. The hands to arms were covered to the elbows by elbow gloves, but it was as if the place to hide and the place not had been reversed.

Not too thick or too thin. Before the fleshy, sensual and ideal limb, a flashing electric shock sickened the cerebral cord of the flowing guard.

(Ko......, this is it ahhhhhh)

I came to a fantasy world called Grimcrows, three months early.

"Something's missing," he said. A healthy boy kept thinking that every day, in a corner of his head. Here at last, I come to think of who it is.

(Fantasy porn equipment......! High-exposure equipment......!

In a dress with no gaps between the Belgrettes. The tasteless outfits of the folks. The wild outfits of the inhabitants of this city. There is also no word for "Ro" of exposure.

I don't hate college uniforms either, but the design is too modern. Let's say the quality is different from Eros, which is unique to the fantasy world.

Does that act as a protective device? Aren't you cold? That's what I'd say, but I want such equipment.

Belgrette lays Myol, who is completely drunk, roughly shivering with emotion.

"Wow, there's a pretty elusive protective technique on this chest... Mr. Myol may not be surprised if he wants to participate in the Heavenly Banquet."

Belgrette was impressed by Myol's skill as a chancer, Magee, but the drift shield only has eyes on her body anymore.

Myol rests defenseless. Slightly uplifted, its skin is illuminated by the dim lights of Cantera, creating some seductive colour.

He was an adolescent boy who accidentally swallowed up gokuli and spit,

"Hmmm......"

If you noticed, Belgrette was staring at you with her eyes.

"Uh, Gefgev, Gohon"

Fluid protection that deflects the face from body to body. With it sideways, Belgrette can cloak Myol.

"Oh, I don't like it."

"What?"

"I had no idea about that heavenly banquet... and the king didn't say anything in particular."

It was a topic to dispel the awkwardness, but in the words Belgrette showed him how to conceive.

"Hmm...... Right."

A heavenly banquet that will be announced two weeks ago.

I don't even think King Ardia, who seems to like rough things, knew about this announcement. I find the drift shelter somewhere unnatural in that it made no mention of the heavenly banquet to the drift guardians heading to the refe.

"A king is not interested in a heavenly banquet?

"You think so?

"In me, it sounds like an amazing image."

"Hehe. I always said," I'm out! You're embarrassing us all. "

I have trouble with that diagram because it floats easily behind my brain.

"... Actually, I was just wondering. For the first time since Mr. Myol told me too, I learned about this heavenly banquet. Your Majesty, why didn't you say anything?"

Even drift protection can somehow be imagined.

That daring king is going to say something about "come out and win" over the shield. Even if not, the heavenly banquet is the festival that also shows the greatest exuberance in the refés. Then there will be a crowd from around the date of the meeting, and I wonder if you would advise me to do so so so as not to interfere with the task.

And then...

"King, simply... seriously, didn't you know about this heavenly banquet or something?

"Hmmm...... or,"

It might be a slightly leapfrogging idea - and Belgrette prefaced,

"Maybe that's all I couldn't afford..."

"Couldn't afford it...? To that king? What's this all about?

"This assignment. His Majesty said I should meet the Witch of the Divine Realm who might be home to Lugo... but naturally, I think there are other reasons why he nominated Lugo"

The drift shield snorts silently.

If you meet the "Witch of the Divine Domain," you might get a clue to the memory you lost, he said.

But something like that should only be pre-built.

King Aldia is not just someone who says that with kindness.

"This is my prediction..."

Belgrette turns to the baggage of the drift guard placed in the corner of the room.

"The document you want me to give to Director Chimohay... maybe this is actually something very important"

Carriage operators and general soldiers are not used when delivering important luggage to other countries in Raindeer. Mostly mobilise the "Silver Legion Force" Silverios ".

Because on a long and dangerous road, just in case you get attacked by a burglar or something, you shouldn't lose your load.

In other words, this assignment was also asked to protect the handicappers because it is, in fact, extremely important.

It's also - so important that King Aldia accidentally loses track of the heavenly banquet.

Until I flirted with the story that I might meet someone from my hometown. The shield wants to volunteer to go.

"... I was wondering if I could do it a little bit?

I hear such Belgrette's reasoning, and the drift shield roars hmm. I turned to my luggage leaving it in the corner of the room. Don't lose it because it's an important piece of shit, they say. Naturally.

"Is a guy named Chimohay who gives you documents, after all, a great guy?

"Right... but I'm a refeit event research teacher... no!

Belgrette shook her head to the side in a hurry, only with a hack of breath.

"Well, that's not something we can pry into..., let's get this far"

"Isn't it now? I care, I care. Hihihi."

I'll say it in a monstrous tone, but Belgrette says, "No!," he kicked. I am serious.

"Ah. And Lugo... I want to go to the heavenly banquet, don't you think?

"Hmm? You can't leave? You get a wish for anything, don't you? I've never heard of anything other than comics. No, I didn't wait for the winner."

"No, no. Our task is to deliver the documents. It would be unacceptable for your Majesty to compete on his own initiative as a soldier of the country, Lilac Guard, more than the heavenly banquet has been mentioned at all. If a soldier carrying the name Raindeer enters the arena and he loses... he could even be painting mud on a national sign."

"Hmm. I mean, if we win, we need to have no problem..."

"I hope not..."

To Bergrette, who shrugged with a crying voice with his eyebrows in eight letters, the drifting shield unexpectedly made me dodgy.

"Yes, no, even a joke. I'm not answering."

"... really?

"Really. We have to be home by the 21st. If the festival's on the 22nd, you can't leave either way."

Belgrette, who looked somewhere horny - but soon became a depressed look.

"... I'm sorry. I don't know... I just said no, not even this..."

"Yes, no, I'm worried. I'm here for work, and that's right. I don't really want to go out there."

I meant this.

If you compete in the first place, you may end up fighting Myol. Sure, the reward of getting 10 million of the winning prize, or even what you want, is very attractive, but I'm not willing to stand in Myol's way of competing for my sister.

Besides...

"... Lugo? What's the matter, man?

"Mm..., no"

Things like these events are reminiscent of the first and last provincial games of karate.

That man with the body when he was a rock. Thick walls that are unlikely to be transcended, as if a takeover does not exist. A bitter memory of total defeat...

(... chi)

Apparently, it has become a sure trauma and engraved into deep psychology.

I was at an event or something, and in front of a lot of people - I was hoping to expose myself to the unusual in front of Belgrette, and that was the only thing that was going to erupt a nasty sweat.

The duel that preceded the audience during the terrorist attacks was fine, but it is strange.

"So, you want to leave?

Belgrette leans her little neck and stares at her, whether she mistook the drifting protection that gave her a slightly bitter look. Bruises.

I'd rather put it out on Belgrette than I'd like to leave, etc., and the boy rushed to wave.

"That's why I wanted to let you out... it wasn't, he didn't want to leave"

"Ugh, yeah......"

So Myol said, "Nooo!" and struck a turnaround. Two frightened people.

The cape that was worn on her is only gone, and its exposed limbs are also exposed. Belgrette turned a jittery eye to the drifting shield that kept her gazing.

"Look. It's time for us to rest, too. Tomorrow, we'll catch the carriage in the morning."

"Oh, wow."

Lifeguard rises and heads to the next room.

Myol and Belgrette were to stay in this room, and the stream guard was to stay in the small room next to them, which separated one thin wall.

"All right, good night."

"Mmm. Good night, Lugo"