The vibrations of the rattling and evil road waving carriages are also fun with cute princesses and sloppy escort knights and poor pet ladies.
But when it became the king of the country I served, it was different. Moreover, it would be displeasing if he were to secretly lay his hands on his daughter.
Nervous and uncomfortable to live, Keith kept his eyes on the outside landscape as close as possible to the window.
It's impossible to get in a carriage with a king, but Mashua said, "I don't care if we're together," Keith trying to get in another carriage.
I don't mind this one, but I don't know how many times I've fooled around with my heart. Keith doesn't change. I can't take my eyes off of it even though I'm tired of the forest landscape.
Then Mashua laughs small and says.
"Don't be so nervous. Easy job."
I nod, "Yes," but I can't help but be nervous when they say so. The more Ning Lo tells me, the more it increases.
If it's true, you should be dating Aisha for the holidays by now and sticking around somewhere in the inn and blaming her all over again.
Speaking of why that was happening, I knew it was because of the work of the court magician.
Today is the day for a border discussion with our neighbors, and Keith is going there quickly.
All of a sudden, Keith was surprised, but he said that the agenda for the enchantment barrier on the border with the neighboring country had been raised. Then Keith has to go, too.
I don't know what else to do, but I still can't wipe the feeling that I wanted the carriage to at least be apart.
I want you to give me a break with the princess's dad who's doing the shittiest thing to make me want a baby by raising hands in secret and developing both holes.
Besides, if that dad is a normal dad, it's still fine, but it's even worse if he's a hero who made him a warrior and served until the demon king was exorcised. I can't wipe the thought that if I find out, I'll never get busted.
There's even Fraser, a deacon who seems to know everything about that carriage.
If they say here, "What you're doing is a prospect," Keith, you have a 100% chance of dying.
I've had nightmares and Aisha come to kill me before, but those two were chocolate and most importantly, they're women.
If you are a woman, you may not be confident that you will mislead her with an eight-piece mouthpiece, but a man can never do it. Keith's abilities don't adapt to men.
That's why Keith had decided not to get his hands on a woman who currently has a man in progress. Make this take precedence over any condition.
Keith, the bottom of his heart freaked out, so when he had to, he was calling Schne to create a gap and work out his magic so he wouldn't find out to run away with metastatic magic.
When I was doing so, Mashua suddenly talked to me.
"Hey Keith... can I ask you something?
"Yes? What, what is it?
"Yeah. I do remember hearing that your lord was good at psychotherapy, etc."
"Yeah... yes"
So I shut up and I said to Mashua, Keith said, "Come on, say it!," he released a disgusting cry with his heart.
I can't help but notice that Mashua's every step of the way all looks like a death sentence. Even though I say I deserve it.
Mashua finally decided to make a statement after thinking a little about Keith, who was so nervous.
"... What is a woman? Is there a time when you suddenly want to...?
"... Yes?
I was shaken by some downstairs stuff. The king shook my bottom story!!
If it was also a posted version here, "I was shaken down by the king of the country I serve, what can I do? I was just talking to him."
But there's nothing like that, so I'm desperate to think about it and end up looking weird. Mashua is on Keith.
"No, you know what... you think Keith is a magician and you ask him. No need to say anything else?
"Also, of course"
"It's me... No, Mia. There was a night not long ago when I asked for something. Frequency ever since."
"Mia."
Keith, who drinks gokuri and saliva, wondered if that was from the night he misplaced him on his vigor the other day.
But it is transient to say how much vigor you use to light a fire. If that's what you're looking for afterwards...
(Dear Mia... did you wake up?
It's only Keith's imagination, but Mia and Mashua have been encouraging him to make children ever since he got married. That was just over twenty years before Nia was born.
I wouldn't have enjoyed the eclecticism of making children like my subordinates and the people would have rushed me inside. Especially if it's a woman.
That's when I finally got to know Nia, gave birth, and finally found out all I had was fierce beastly pleasure sex a paragraph away. That's a lot more often.
Keith, who made the incision, convinced himself that he would integrate it with stories he often listened to and imagine that. This won't go far without hitting it.
And imagined a fiercely disturbing Mia and erect. I can't believe that mature woman with that thin, supple body wants a man quite often.
"Nice," Keith looked at Mashua, rushing his mouth. Born and raised in the royal family, Mashua is not separately shy of asking his subordinates if it is normal to talk like this. That's how much I trust Keith.
Keith, who tries to live up to that trust, carefully chooses the answer so that
"I've heard that parenting comes to a halt and the couple's relationship goes back to being lovers again. Master Mia has probably heard of a couple that chills for a while, so I was wondering if this was something to rejoice in."
General theory, but added that Mashua put her hand on her chin and shrugged in, "Right." Keith, reassured that he apparently hasn't pissed him off, out of that relief.
"Would you like me to make you an energizer that works well?
What a stupid thing to hear. "Hmm?" I thought it had turned into a face-up mashua, but it was too late. Mashua smiled at Keith, who almost cried when he was murdered for disrespect.
"Right. Shall I ask you next time?"
That's what I said and laughed. The smile looks a lot like Nia's. Keith has turned into another weird face on the smile of a beautiful king who also looks younger.
As Keith was immersed in such ultimate tension, the carriage suddenly stopped. When I wonder what it is, Fraser comes down from your podium and calls out.
Keith is confused by Fraser, who only whispers and sounds like Mashua. And after listening to him, Mashua got off the carriage saying "come on" to Keith with a different serious look than he had just done.
When I rushed after him, a wrecked carriage was rolling down the edge of the road. It's not just for royalty that Keith was riding right now, it's a simple thing for the average person to ride.
I can see that something attacked me from its fragility. But I can't see anywhere those who would have been on it.
Just then a carriage of ministers, their escort knights and soldiers caught up from behind. Mashua ordered the elf soldiers coming down one after the other from the stopping carriage.
"Someone may have been injured nearby. Look for it, but a few of you will be stuck together. If you encounter an attacked beast or monster, call them without a fight, and let them know by whistle sorcery."
Drop off the soldiers who follow the instructions and now tell the minister to go where the meeting will take place first. The king gave some more instructions on what to do, and then ran out of words to go.
The minister knew Mashua's stubbornness at times like this, so he rode the carriage with his own escort knight to his destination first.
When that minister's carriage was thus invisible, he heard the sound of a high whistle and the voices of soldiers from the woods.
When Keith is panicking about what happens next, soldiers rush from the woods onto the carriage path. "What's up!" and one of the soldiers screamed as Mashua.
"If so, it's basilisk! Basilisk was!!
All the soldiers who were on the field and those who have fled are blue. Warcraft basilisk with the demonic eye of petrification. It is the monster that gave Keith the cut he was to be hired in this country.
No, maybe it's definitely that basilisk. There can't be such a basilisk in such a beautiful forest. It must be that basilisk that ran away at that time.
"Yabe, I didn't bring a whistle"
Whimpering Keith blued with the soldiers. They will eat you if you can't repel it, even though you have some devil's eye avoidance curse.
This last time I came up with a repelling technique for the Great King Snake: "Freeze it, Don!" I think the opportunity has come to try, but I can't use it when there are only so many soldiers around. If so, I can't even call Shune.
Mashua slapped him on the shoulder to Keith, who makes him want to run away on his own on a full-fledged pinch.
"Can the defensive junction against petrification be strained? Besides, can we overlap the defensive boundaries of physics?
All of a sudden, Keith, who is used to being out-of-the-box for these sudden responses, nodded "yes," understanding Mashua's words. Then Mashua shouted and gathered the soldiers in one place.
Then let Keith tie the line, and gather those there who can use magic among the soldiers to lay the wind tie. Basilisk emerged from the woods at the same time that this should hold for a while.
She looks familiar but has more scratches all over her body and a piercing lock. I'm sure you lived desperately in the woods, but naturally you're not happy about that.
Basilisk uses the demonic eye of petrification quickly but is inhibited by Keith's junction and does not work. Then this time it will hit me, but it will also be inhibited by the wind junction of the soldiers overlapping.
Mashua flew encouragement to a soldier frightened by the basilisk who roared.
"Don't worry. The minister who headed ahead calls for backup. Until then, this kingdom will hold! So don't worry!!
As soon as Mashua said so, the soldiers smile like they really relieved themselves from the bottom of their hearts. Terrible charisma. Charisma A +.
I think so. Keith later decided he was just prepared to work hard. Fortunately, there is the magic of the Nightingale and the power of the Demonic Blood Stone is full. There's nothing wrong with that.
I heard voices from somewhere when I thought you could afford it. Everyone's gaze turns to a point. Then there was a crying elf girl there.
It would be one of those on that carriage. I am injured but not big. The cry is just crying loudly for her mother all the time.
The blood of everyone, including Keith, caught my eye. I reacted to that voice because Basilisk was with me. The warcraft, barking at the joy of finding his prey with his neck bent, set a goal for the girl.
The girl who cries and looks for her mother doesn't realize that. Soldiers scream to flee. I finally realized it but it was too late.
Keith instantly tried to fly to the child to protect him, but then this junction disappears. That was too dangerous.
Eaten. A shadow ran as they all turned away. White and beautiful shadow. It was Mashua.
Mashua put it on Basilisk's face when he took off his jacket he was wearing and ran out. Basilisk rips his fury jacket with his tail and fangs when his demonic eye is blocked. At that slight moment Mashua shrugged.
"Spear in my hand."
Then a pattern of spears grew out of the shadow of that beautiful Elf King. I can't even blink to surprise Keith saw all of that.
Mashua, holding the pattern of the spear, kicked the trunk of the tree and jumped up, pulling the spear out of the shadows altogether and slashing the basilisk eye with its tip.
That's all the vitreous and blood that spills out of his eyes is poisonous, but Mashua never gets a drop of it, and she never lets a girl get it.
At some point he could hold the girl in opposite hands holding the spear, and Mashua threw the spear at him without putting the basilisk at bay.
The spear I threw returns to that hand when Mashua raises his hand. Mashua, who shakes his blood, once exhales, tells the girl,
"It's all right now. Let's make allowance for the injury. Mother, don't worry, I'll find you."
"Yeah," the girl nodded, reassured her gentle voice. And coming back to the junction, Mashua put a girl in it and asked for allowance for the injury.
Keith took his breath when he saw Mashua like that. Mashua's arms are exuberant with his muscles as he strips off his jacket and becomes just a sleeveless torso. That's not the kind of attractive muscle Keith would wear either, it's a practical muscle armor.
That muscle should be on your chest and back under your clothes as well as your arms. And countless scratches are carved into the arms that lift such muscles.
Knife wounds, burns, and marks like the mess you sewed it up. Everything showed the history of the Battle of Mashua. And a spear held in such a hand is a demon spear, no matter what you think.
It's not the kind of substitute I gave Aisha before. Real relics of the Divine Age. It is a weapon made to kill God.
Mashua smiled at Keith, who was a magic guide but was therefore about to be noticed.
Keith's confusion about how to return to that grin makes the trees blurry stronger. When I sent my eyes behind me, there were several smaller basilisks surrounding the dead basilisk than that.
"Wow... you were my mom..."
As Keith shrugged, the mourning basilisks set their aim on the elf who killed my mother. Besides, Mashua gives Fraser his hand when he shakes his head, for Christ's sake. Fraser immediately handed Mashua a thousand slices of the hem of his clothes.
Mashua, who covered his eyes with the hem of the black butler clothes he was given, re-gripped the spear pattern, telling the soldiers and Keith in the junction.
"Keep it a secret from Mia and Nia. Especially since Mia is a little worried..."
I get the illusion that the king's voice is too easy to go that far, but it's actually not. At the same time, they're trying to blindfold the five basilisks of their lives.
Keith calling it impossible, but by then Mashua was pushing from this way to the basilisk coming at him with his ears moving. And Keith saw himself when his secret was found out about the basilisk that was going to kill him.