The eldest son of the lord, Am Norte Boden Smith, guided by the White Wolves, returns to Norte Boden.
"We can't offer you any more. Please allow me to drop you off from a place like this"
The location is near the city entrance in the basement.
If you go up this staircase and open the metal lid, it will be all over the city of Norte Boden.
It's just after noon now and the streets will be busy with people.
A white werewolf man who has guided me so far bows his head in regret.
The White Wolves have bounty money on them, so they can't leave the city without disguise.
Am answers such a man with a bouncing forehead and a smile.
"Never mind, it's a guide daemon to this point. As soon as you're ready, tell Miss Snow I'm picking up the bride across the gate!
"Dear Am, take this..."
With Am's childhood familiarity that came with him as his guide, the White Wolf Ice Cream takes a step forward.
She offers a silver misanga.
"I think of Master Am. This amulet has been knitted for years. There's no magic grant. It's just a misanga. Please accept it."
"Oh! Thank you, Miss Ice! I'll be glad to take it!
Am receives a silver misanga from the ice cream.
It was a glittering reflection of the light of magical light illuminating the dark underground tunnel.
"It's a beautiful, shining misanga like Miss Ice's silver hair! It would have been hard to make this. What the hell did you make that for?
"I don't care because I don't use a lot of things"
Ice cream strokes one of his own hair before smiling.
The misanga is really silver, very similar to Ice's own hair.
Am, listening to her reply, nods' Really? '
He's the type who doesn't care much about details.
Ice cream folds with a smile.
"Would you like me to wrap it around Master Am's arm, if you don't mind?
"Um, let's just say please"
Am handed the misanga in her hand to Ice Cream once.
"Now, Master Am, roll the sleeves of your left arm as you roll the misanga"
"Ha ha, Miss Ice is a good joke too! Left arm is the place to wear a wedding bracelet, assuming. No matter how much misanga you put on your left arm -"
"Please let me out"
Ice cream repeats with a smile on her face.
"Yes, no, so the left arm is in a place to put on a wedding bracelet even if..."
"Please let me out"
"No, but..."
"Please let me out"
Am wasn't able to have a dialogue until the end.
Every time I repeat the exchange, the mysterious pressure increases from the ice cream.
Ice cream has no talent as a magician.
And yet she smiles, and Am is under pressure not to say yes or no.
Am wraps her left arm sleeve around as she wipes the sweat she floats even though it's not even hot with a handkerchief.
"Ugh, um. It's not a good idea to give water to Miss Ice. Just do it."
"Yes, I understand."
Ice cream is rarely full of joy and wraps misanga around Am's left arm.
"Hmm, thanks Miss Ice. I'll take care of this misanga because I think it's you!
"Thank you, Master Am. I hope you're okay."
"Then I'm coming! I'm waiting for the good news!
And Am leaves two ice cream and white werewolf men, up the stairs and back to the city.
The two kept their heads down until Am left the basement.
Where he is no longer visible, the ice creams return to the path they came to get out of Norte Boden.
Am going back to the castle once to join his trusted men with the Ice Cream and the White Wolves to pack up the details about the upcoming operation.
Three days from now, I'm promising to meet you somewhere.
On his way home, where he dropped Am off, Ice looks at the 'silver misanga' wrapped around her left arm with a lucid look. The misanga I gave Am was of the same design that only differed in size.
"My misanga on Master Am's left arm...... hehe"
Ice cream looks lovely and keeps staring at misangas wrapped around his left arm.
The accompanying white werewolf man illuminating the road with a magical light shook his head with a sigh of sigh.
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Am goes up the stairs and pushes the metal round plate with the lid up from the bottom.
The location is the back road inside Norte Boden.
He reclosed the lid and went out onto the front street and back to the castle.
"Brother!? Well done. You're safe!
"Ooh! My dear brother, all! You've been swinging almost a day!
"I chilled my liver when I heard you were kidnapped. So who the hell kidnapped you? How did you get released?
"I'm sorry, all. I'd like to go into more detail, but I'm putting in a little bit now."
The two are walking down the hallway in the castle, having a conversation.
Am, who arrived at the castle, was immediately surrounded by guards and taken to his father, Toluo.
The atmosphere is closer to the transfer of fugitives than to the welcome of a prince.
The proximity of Am walking on the side was causing frustration in the attitude of the guards.
Am and the others arrive to watch as the guards take them.
The door that leads between the sights is so large and high that even the giants are likely to pass by.
There is plenty of gold and silver on the surface, and the craftsman performs elaborate work. It's a door where artistic value seems more expensive than financial price.
Knocking through the door, Toluo, Am's real father and lord, sitting about three steps high at the end of the red satin, was waiting for his sons.
Between the sights, the guards lined up to the left and right, and two hand-picked men stood like statues behind Toluo. There is a heavier air to meet the murderer than to say welcome his kidnapped son.
In an atmosphere where such breath is likely to mean, Am is the only one to go forward and greet Toluo in a light foothold.
Right hand to chest, left hand to back.
"Am Norte Boden Smith, I'm back"
"... I heard the thief kidnapped you, but you don't seem to have a scratch"
When my real son says he's back safely, I tell him with a gruesome voice with my elbow, jaw on the throne.
The proximity of the Amist faction, thanking his subordinates behind his back, frowned slightly.
The oar is further behind it, disguised as faceless.
Am leans her neck to my father's words.
"Well, is it kidnapping by a thief? I just got off the carriage last night because the stars were so beautiful and I wanted to walk a little down the road at night. And I got lost and I was just a little late to go home. Apparently, your men have made an incorrect report. We apologize for your concern. My men will be severely punished by me."
"You, Nuke and... ugh"
Toluo lifts his face from his elbow and bites his teeth with anger.
Am still doesn't change her expression, and the two stare at each other.
Toluo hangs up the card again.
"I've already spotted it. Were you with the White Wolves?
"... what are you talking about? I was just lost."
"No white excuses! I told you I'd already spotted it! Suggested by the white werewolf bitches, I guess they have the soul guts to take the lord's seat!?
To this anger, that's Am changing her complexion, too.
"Meh, what a bitch... what a shameless rhetoric! I will not tolerate the disrespect of my future Queen Snow or her clan, no matter how many fathers! Please undo what you just said!
But everyone who was on the spot in Am's remarks is stunned.
Toluo asked with a misty, bewildered look at the anger he had had earlier.
"Hey! Wait a minute! What the hell does a queen mean!? I don't know... Am I going to let Omae welcome her white werewolf daughter not as a concubine but as a full wife?
"Pfft... I didn't know what I did would slip my mouth. You just had to hide it now. Yes, I would like to welcome Mr. Snow, the man of my destiny."
"Then don't be stupid! What the fuck is Omae thinking!? He said he would be welcomed as a full wife, not a concubine!? Oh, there's no way you can do that! Mixing the blood of the Beast Race with the blood of the traditional Smith family, and more!
For generations, the Smiths have ruled the largest territory of the North Continent.
The marriage partner had likewise been asked to come from daughters of leading aristocrats within the North and daughters from other continents. Of course they are all races.
Historical lords, also as concubines, sometimes surrounded women of other races.
However, there is no history of welcoming you as a full wife.
Am saying 'break' such a tradition from the front.
It is more impossible to consult without being upset.
"Huh, tradition? History? That stuff, it doesn't make any sense in front of a heart that loves Mr. Snow! I dare you to declare it here! I give everything to Mr. Snow and I swear I will love her for life!
Only Am spreads his arms as if he were intoxicated by himself, and proclaims them high.
Somewhere, as if it were a spotlight on the stage, the light was shining only on him.
From stiffness, Toluo is resurrected.
"Ko, you stupid son of a bitch! Who would approve of such a story?
"Well, then I'll just have to admit it with my strength."
"- Huh!?
Toluo trembles on the throne.
"Make him admit it with strength" - even if he killed himself, he heard him take the lord's seat and make him admit it all around him.
He changes his blood phase and flies instructions to the guards who were keeping him around.
"Ah, the guards! Take Am down now and put him in the dungeon! Don't forget to put on your anti-magic collar!
"Father, calm down!
"Hih! Kuh, don't come! Come on, grab Am!
While the guards are slightly confused, they shrink the siege net to seize Am.
"Damn... I didn't know your father would disagree so far. But love means the more handicapped you are, the more exciting you are!
Am pulls out the rapier she was lowering from her waist.
"Spirit of shining light! Show your holy face on earth with that power! Light Mirror!!"
Create nine virtual images and expand them around themselves.
"Spirit of shining light! Let the public know the glory! Flash!"
Nine virtual statues suddenly emit light.
It is like a special acoustic flash (stun grenade) with no sound, wrapped in light between glances.
"Come on! We need to get out of here now!
"To, brother! Why are you taking the oars with you!?
"My father is now confused. I wish something had happened to my little brother... because as a brother, I'm worried!
"No, the oars will stay here! I'll stay, please let me go!
"Ha-ha-ha! Don't worry, my dear brother! This is me, the Mage of the Circle of Light and Glow (Rondo)! Am gonna protect you!
And Am and the others held the oar with their sides, and flew out of the castle between the sights.
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Orr was forced at the hands of his brother, Am, to be brought to the depths of the North Continent.
I am now out of Norte Boden and about an hour on foot.
The surrounding forest is lined with trees, and if you turn your eyes, the white rabbit is jumping. It is the undisputed landscape of the hinterland of the North.
This is where we meet the White Wolves in three days.
Am burns a certain special incense deposited from the ice cream. This is a special herb processed and made in the interior depths of the North Continent.
If you're a white werewolf, it seems that the smell is something you can smell for quite a long distance on the wind.
Ice cream says it smells sweet.
It's odorless for Am and the others.
Originally, three days later, Am's side was supposed to burn incense.
Burning incense where it meets ensures that the person is near Am's side.
And because of the smell that can only be smelled apart by the White Wolves, it has the advantage of telling them that they have arrived at a safer meeting place to raise the wolf smoke or launch the light.
It's only been a few hours since I broke up with the ice cream guys.
It won't take long to smell it.
Am trying to join Ice Cream and go to the White Wolf village.
All was sitting on the spot holding his head while Am had a conversation with his neighbors.
(How did this happen...)
In Orr's plans, he had Father Toluo hold a suspicious ghost, and it was a calculation to crush him with Am.
And I was supposed to get something delicious from the back.
But if you open the lid, Toluo runs wild and guards, and Am leaps out of the castle with an oar.
All my breath is on me because of you. My men and I were also stripped.
This was also all due to the fact that my father Toluo's liver was smaller than I imagined and that my brother Am's head was worse than I imagined.
All in the body of the two, cursing murmurs in his head.
"Don't worry, ol. Even if the Giants or the White Dragons attack, this brother will leave and protect you."
Am putting my hand on my shoulder with my teeth shining about what I misunderstood against the oar holding my sitting head.
All an oar can do is turn a frightened gaze.
Am just saying and going back to conversation with the neighbors.
(...... I just had to be stuck forever)
Ohl takes one last sigh and switches his mind.
(Take a chance on the pinch. I'll use this opportunity to identify the White Wolf villages)
And I'll get you a ring with the person that the great Meltia wants, a couple of white werewolves.
Ohl grinned so that no one would notice, stroking his belt wrapped around his waist.