Half-elves Fall in Love

In the morning, when I woke up, there was no Angelos.

Most of the products around me had also been cleared out.

Hurry to get dressed and jump out of the room.

And I almost ran into Mr. Deane.

"Wow."

"Mm.... Andy? Angelos just left."

"Become... why won't you wake me up? No, not if you're saying that."

"Well, calm down. Because we have scouts."

"Let, scourge?

"It's Selene."

Oh, and Mr. Deane sighs.

"Now he's best suited for scouts, who can use phantoms and know how trots are on their own, and he's letting them hold a stock of crossbows. If anything moves, we can fly right away."

"But..."

"Believe in Angelos.... sooner you get up to speed and get your breakfast. Depending on what happens, you might not be able to eat lunch."

"Ugh."

I don't know.

... but I know it's not a good idea to be in too much of a hurry at times like this.

The opponent is a state power. I couldn't give Angelos a clear answer, and I wasn't sure what would happen if I didn't know and popped up.

Good morning, Mother.

"I don't know, Angus. … did you get the answer?"

…………

"... you said you weren't answering."

"Mother... Mother, do you want to be an Earl?

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

"Isn't that a good thing either way? Angus, don't blame me for the decision. If I told you I could be a sutten, would you follow Goshzinsama? If I say I really want to be Count, can I marry Randall? Don't pretend to be bothered from the beginning."

"Ugh..."

"What is that guy, by and large? If you ask me, I'm just the son of a country blacksmith, I can't do swords, I can't cut my head off, I'm telling you that dexterity is the only thing you sell. He sells charm to a man like that until he wears a collar like that."

"Chi, no!

"... how is it different?"

…………

"I can ask you as much as you want to talk about it. It's for my beloved daughter like no other. You can spend as much time as you want. Tell me what happened while you were away from me until you were satisfied."

"... yeah"

…………

"The first time I saw him was after the Trot War"

"Hmmm.... did that work"

Hours after breakfast.

Mr. Deane, who had been silent for a long time, moved his ears pico as he handed Lyla the cold gear he had bought in from Selene and Mr. Hilda from one end for phantom storage.

"What's wrong?"

"... my sister and Lyla, then Jeanne will proceed with the journey. Depending on the roll of the story, we may be leaving soon. Aurora, Andy, come on.... We're going to the arena."

"The Grand Arena?

"That's what they're talking about"

"... I see. You've been so nice to me."

"That, too, is faking that I'm a man, but still."

I thought you knew she was a woman.

"Even so,...... still an irreplaceable man to me"

"But, Angus. There are as many gentle men as there are. It's not that narrow of a view. You're the trot now..."

"No, I'm not. Andy is sweet, but he doesn't have the arm, but he's strong."

"... is that right?

"Yeah. He's strong.... Now that I know that, I was willing to dedicate everything. I wanted to dedicate myself. Even the collar wasn't really him. But if he really holds me in peace, slave or pet, that's why he asked me to write his name."

"... Angus. But even Ecter Boy is strong. Besides, he's a good boy. I'm sure he'll be nicer than anyone else. Honestly, I just think that's your momentum. Even now, I'm a little suspicious that you'll have the same feelings next year or again."

"... there's nothing you can do about me saying that."

"Oh.... then how about this?

"I'll see what's good about Ecter Boy. He seems to be really strong. Even the history of the Great Sword Saints will soon become one of their own. If you're a swordsman, you're worth watching, aren't you?

…………

"But I'm sure it's not too late."

"My mother..."

"... Angus?

"What do you want me to do?

…………

"Mother."

"... As the head of Sylphide, he is also threatened by that jizzy. It's not as bad a story as selling a child as it is your mother, and I want you to take the best I can leave you unstable. The territory and the house that will protect you all the time."

"... but"

"But, Angelina,

"As for Linda Neumann... as for Linda Neumann, an adventurer up there who stuck with that Tang-wooden elf bastard and ended up giving birth to you. I don't want to stop my daughter from poking around the world and deciding how to live herself."

"... Mother"

"Take responsibility for your way of life, Angelina. Don't blame people for your weakness, my Angelina. If you decide to buy something cheap, rejoice in the rest of the money. If you're buying luxury goods, don't mourn the money you spent. There is no story in the world that is just good. Still, when you choose, it's life you have to choose. You just have to pay the price you're satisfied with to get what you're satisfied with. Throw something away for that, at least at your will. Don't take the pain from the front. That's what living proudly is all about."

"... yeah"

"Come on, what do we do, Angelina"

"... I... no, I am"

"What are you gonna do?

Grand Arena.

With the exception of the royal castle, it is a huge building that also contends for one or two in the king's capital.

There is such a large ground on the ground that horse racing can take place, and half the people in the King's Capital will enter the guest seat, he said.

And there are countless training fields in the basement, which serve as a dedicated training ground for Kensei.

It seems that Kensei has been called Ace Knight changed and that remains basically unchanged, and that only the holder of the Ace Knight title is allowed to enter, except on a special unveiling day.

"... Wouldn't you be able to handle it"

"Even if they say so. If you're not Ace Knight, you can't get through without a warrant from Legion Command."

"Nooo."

To the guard's unscented answer, Mr. Deane looked sinister.

Aurora fires backup fire.

"This person also has the strength not to take a pull on the master night. It's famous in Celesta."

"If you say so, you've never been out of a trot this way since I was born."

"Ugh."

So far, only Aurora has access to this great arena.

Even if I push into command and get permission, there's no point in getting in if I'm too hot.

If that information is certain that Angelos will do something here.

We have to get in somehow by then.

"... I have no choice. I'm going back out. Aurora, you go in and you'll see if we don't make it."

Copy that, sir.

Mr. Deane turns his heel back, Aurora nods gently at me too, and walks into the arena.

I'm going after Mr. Deane.

"Are you going to get a permit?"

"You won't be able to wait that long"

When Mr. Deane says that in a whisper, he pulls my shoulder and drags me into the alley.

And.

"Yo."

All of a sudden you're holding me.

"Whew!?

"Don't make a scene.... -----!!

Lightly dizzy sensation.

"Egg, phantom?

"Personally designated. Well, I'm flying around, just in case."

"Jump around!?

"Let me be a little more forceful.... Don't raise your voice."

"Is it possible to cross the outer wall and enter the arena!? Twenty meters high over there."

"I can afford it."

"Hino!?

Mr. Deane held me and I experienced a 20m vertical jump.

"Were you looking at your weight a little sweet? That was a little dangerous."

"I thought I couldn't do it anymore."

It looked like it was tickling.

Anyway, Selene welcomed us into the arena.

"Mr. Angelos, he's already here."

"What are you going to do, Angelos guy"

"Something about competing with someone like Randall."

"... why?

I'm not sure what that means.

If you think..., the gate on the ground opens and someone comes in.

"Selene."

"Ha. ─ ─ ─!!

Ugly, Selene and Mr. Deane jointly create a space-designated phantom to cover our appearance.

It was Angelos who came in. And for some reason, Aurora.

After a while, the gate of the guest seat also opened and Mr. Linda and several swordsmen entered. Is it Kensei?

And after a while King Ulysses came in, too.

"Hmm. Shall I explain, Linda?"

"Need it, King?"

"Unfortunately, it's a harsh story to ask an old man to guess in the atmosphere."

"Ha, say it often.... As you can see, the battle. Our 'Angelos' and Sir Randall's."

"I'm asking why it does."

"The life of the Celesta Army's Ace Night 'Angelos' and the genius and vessels of the Sword Saint Ector Randall. Which is stronger. My daughter is clumsy. After all, you can't admit something unless you're in a serious battle."

"Hehe, is Linda the one who hates losing? If I lose, I admit my destiny as' Angelina Neumann ', is that a hobby?

"I didn't say fate or anything, Grandpa. You look so cheap."

"Ho, ho, ho."

It's between the feeders.

... A while later, from the gate opposite Angelos, a properly armored ector appeared with a complex face.

"Dear Angelina"

"... Ector Randall. I'm sorry, suddenly."

"No, I don't mind. Either way, it's routine for me to work out here."

"Right.... That's what I dreamed of when I was a kid too. Days going to the arena and brushing my arms among many of my companions"

"Now, if you live in King's Capital, you won't have any obstacles with Angelina."

"Right. But I don't want to live in the king's capital."

"Dear Angelina..."

"It's a betting match, Ector. If you win, I'll do anything to my wife. But I want to pierce myself. I believe I have developed the power to penetrate. Fifteen years since I saw the Enlarged Sword Saint March and aspired to the sword. Ten years since I crossed over to Celesta. All the time I spent being not just the half-elf of a merchant's daughter, but the person I am now. Let it outsmart you, Ector."

"... I wouldn't mind, if we could talk about that"

Ector bites his lips a little spicy, pulling out his sword and standing on the ground, wrapping the pattern with his hands. Thank you for the Kensei ceremony.

Hoist in front of your chest to pray for a short sword to match Angelos as well.

Aurora, who has been silent until now, softly repositions herself and moves around between them.

Looks like he's going to do the referee.

"There is one rule. Until then I admit to losing. No time limit, steep hitting, with combined hitting. However, this is your match. Shameless battle on the sword."

"Oh."

"Yes."

The two of you stand slowly.

And.

"Introduction"

Aurora waves. The two broadened their stance at the same time as Zach.

I still don't jump in. It's a phase of reading each other's hands from every move.

"I apologize for sounding kind of arrogant."

"What?"

"I'm pretty strong."

Ector drops his hips and steps in.

A flash of slicing just like the basics. Angelos tries to beat him down and loses a little.

"I've been working out for a similar amount of time since I was mindful, too.... I don't want to put it this way, but if it's the same traditional style, the man I am is more powerful and natural"

"I see. Same..."

Angelos slowly rebuilds and catches a nibble of lips.

"There's one of these."

Moments, Angelos accelerates at once.

It's not hard to follow with your eyes from a distance, but if you see it near you, it probably bursts like a blast.

Hit one of Ector's torso, pull out without stopping and hit one from behind.

"Huh!"

Ector managed to take both, but a little nervousness ran on his expression.

Angelos' new method of warfare, high-speed manoeuvre.

"I see... but"

Ector, breathe deeply.

"Ha!!

Step in.

That speed is... approaching Angelos!

"Become!"

"I told you, I'm pretty strong too!

Kickin ', kickin', kickin '!

Retract Ector's heavy slaughter as Angelos manages to play it.

Exactly. Ector Randall, I'm just saying.

"Ector, do you have a minute?"

To Mr. Linda's words, the sword saints who were around nodded.

"Randall, the decathlon's fighting power is remarkable as his youth."

"The quality is rigid, a serious mould as basic. Therefore, there is very little gap."

"The breadth of field of view and the assembly of tactics are considerable. After five more years of war, the Great Sword Saint… Master Night will not be a dream either"

"I see. I don't know, but you mean you can go there."

Mr. Linda snorts with Hun.

... There are only a handful of swordsmen who can be master nights. Not there.

Even in the meantime, Angelos can be cornered. It did not seem to push Ector back, although he was properly outmaneuvered for once.

"Bye, Mr. Deane."

"That's not good. With the same type, a little strength is the worst meshing."

"I knew Ector would be better..."

"That's a bad flow, too. You'll have to attack first and push by hand, but it's also hard to rebuild momentum when you allow your opponent to attack."

"... anzeroth"

Angelos has a small physique. Short score, too. If it's the same type, same skill, that sounds a lot. Unlike Aurora, Ector also seemed to have endurance, and he couldn't seem to find a breakthrough around it either.

"Gu......!!

Angelos, when he manages to make the distance, waves his sword wide and emits a shock wave.

Avoid the Ecter. I didn't take a direct hit, but my posture collapsed.

"Ahhh!!

There's another machete, a shock wave.

If you can hook up good things and dance your opponent up in the sky, the situation turns to Angelos. It was a trump card.

But Ektor broke down the system, but he took the Angelos shockwave... with the same shockwave, interception.

Cancel.

Angelos stunned and motion stopped.

Kensei, who was around Mr. Linda, nodded.

"Blast Attack users are not uncommon for Kensei. It must have been a fast-paced Celesta ace night, but it's an easy hand for ten Randalls."

"Chi. Sounds like it"

Mr. Linda also pounds his tongue.

It didn't seem interesting to watch my daughter be completely sealed off by an underage swordsman, even though we could talk about how much Angelos would lose.

"... let's not"

Ector stops the sword as he hits the shock wave. If we keep pursuing Angelos, we'll probably be able to push it off with momentum, stop.

"After all, I feel weird betting on marriage and doing it with a sword. Whatever the reason, I don't think it's the same as screwing a woman over with a sword and doing what she wants."

"... ektor...!

After all, Ector has a different vessel than General Lucas.

He is, mentally, made.

"... I guess that's it for Angelos too"

"Mr. Deane!?

"If here he was honestly screwing Angelos, Angelos still seems to be mentally sticky as well. But, yeah, we'll have to reconcile when they say it, won't we?

…………

Mr Deane is right.

If I were in Angelos' shoes, would you still let me through?

"Worst case scenario, we'll have to think about exposing Angelos. Andy, are you ready to be the bad guy?

…………

If you think about Angelos... or you're so weak that you're not willing to let go of Angelos right now. If you can't do it, you can do it.

I whispered love to Angelos yesterday.

That's not something detoured in Otona like wishing them happiness, it's a childish love I can't wait to monopolize. So I'm not so sure I'm going to hit it out anymore, whether it's going to last or not.

...... but.

"... anzerosu!!

"Andy!?

Soon after Mr. Deane stopped me, I jumped out of my phantom cover and yelled at Angelos.

I left my crutches outside, and now I can't even walk satisfactorily.

But as I climb out of my body and roll down the stairs in my guest seat, crawling on the stone floor, I raise my voice.

"Angelos!! Don't run away! Don't be weak! Face it!!

"Ah...... Andy!? Why..."

"Don't give up so much that the moves don't work!!

It is.

Words I heard when I was in this king's capital and I still knew nothing but blacksmiths.

"Don't give up as long as your enemies are strong!!

Irrational, forceful.

"Throw a stone without a weapon! Spread the sand if you don't have stones! Don't give up, do one thing or another! I guess you want to pierce yourself!?

Still, someone told me that living and being there is more of an advantage than anything else.

"You haven't lost yet, you haven't lost anything! You wouldn't be struggling with anything yet!

…………

My screams echo the quiet arena.

Other than that, it was quiet.

and.

"Hehehe...... hahahahahahaha......!!

The laughter came from an unexpected place.

By Mr. Linda and the King. One of the Sword Saints.

"... I see.... you or you were on"

…………

The sword saint turns his eyes on me.

That's when I realized.

"Instructor......"

"Long time no see, Trainer Smythson"

Beard Sword Saint. The man who educated us on the soldier expedition.

I can't remember the name. But it was definitely him.

"I see. Then I don't know."

"What do you mean, Hundred Grants?"

"Excuse me. I thought this was an evil reward for Lord Neumann's daughter's crappy selfishness and loss."

"That's really rude."

"Ha. But... if you had a Smythson training soldier, if you're fighting to prove the time you spent with him, no."

"... how is it different?"

"He is a flourishing trot warrior. I assure you. The soul of the Royal Trot Army, he has and still has. If so."

Beard Sword Saint, Grants Hundred, smiled and saw two of the ground.

"She, who fights to prove his strength, is also a flourishing descendant of ours. The sword saint, not there, inherits the soul of the kingdom, the sword saint. This will be such a battle, illuminating fate by fighting with clumsy pride of its own as a sword"

"It's what brings up your educational results."

"I can't believe it, what a sword saint, what a pride. We came to succeed. And he and she inherited it. You heard him. There's nothing he can do. He shouted."

"Oh... pride,"

"Isn't that strange? But a warrior is something that is inherently clumsy. It's only a glory to keep fighting until you win. It was the crucible that led to the formation of the largest Sword Saint Brigade in the Northwest Plains."

Angelos looked at me and nodded at the conversation between the Hundreds of Grants.

"Right.... Yours, I was courageous every time I asked, but really?"

"Yeah. But that's not all."

Breathe in softly.

... while getting hot to the ear to myself trying to say something pretty buffy.

"You're not losing in that place! When you get back to me, I'll offend you till the bu breaks, so definitely win, CONCHI SHOW!!

...... shh.

"... you idiot"

"Why do you say it there..."

Angelos and Aurora looked out on the ground.

... No, yeah. That's true.

It's as if I was an exemplary soldier in the kingdom of Trotto, as the Hundred Grants put it, and I've been a great master of Angelos since I went to Celesta, and I'm ill-suited.

I... I felt I needed to make it clear that at least that's what Angelos and I are in right now, not a connection to Trot pride or anything, but a man and a woman whose primary purpose is that between individuals.

The advice, Mr. Linda, the Sword Saints, and Ector are both pokans.

And Angelos is.

"If you say that, you'll never lose."

I said that by turning it bright red to my ear.

...... yeah. I think I did something, but we're actually like this.

"Oh, Dear Angelina...?

"It's a re-order, Ector."

"But..."

"Don't worry about me. It's just a personal hobby."

"Ha, ha"

I'm getting a little sorry for Ector's confused face.

But Angelos, with his confident face as if he were reborn, stretched out his spine and laid out his sword.

"Let's go."

"Ha..."

Angelos, dash.

Ector intercepted in a full position...... and suddenly blew into the air when he thought he did.

Everyone watching takes a breath.

Angelos is... not penetrating.

A posture that does not move from the first standing position and has swung through the sword.

What's going on?

"... Ah, Mr. Angelos, give me a phantom...!

"Oh, Angelos is such a thing..."

"You can! Mr. Angelos, you can use phantom magic properly!

"Ah."

Selene told me and I remembered.

Yes, Angelos had succeeded in creating the initial phantom on the way to that helicopter.

Dossa and Ektor fall off his back.

Angelos slowly raised his sword tip for a word.

I forgot to tell you, I can do magic.

I just did it the other day for the first time, and Angelos invincibly tells me it's the limit to show just a little hallucination.

"Ku......"

"Did you say the same style?... I'm sorry, I'm a Celesta country, an ace night surrounded by all races. Better not think it brackets in the boundaries of Trott Kensei"

"... in a blind eye!

Advance to Angelos so that Ector can shake off his disadvantages. Swing the sword down.

But Angelos is not there. I was standing right behind Ector.

"Do a lot of things... Your husband told me. From now on, I will hunt you down by all means. Still, screw me if you want me. If I leave you alone, they'll grab your collar and your husband will drag you away, okay?

"Oh no..."

"I'm not going to follow someone weaker than myself."

No, seriously, I'm weak.

and scratch just in my heart as I crawl.

Selene softly holds me up.

"Damn... what would you do if you cut me off like that and Ector challenged me more? I'm not strong at all."

"Mr. Andy is strong. At least for Mr. Angelos, more than anyone."

"Take it..."

"Coincidentally or whatever, Mr. Angelos saw something strong and cool about Mr. Andy anyway. And Mr. Andy has never been disillusioned for Mr. Angelos before. That's enough."

"... mecha wrong... you dodgy son of a bitch"

Mr. Deane came down beside me, too, and Couscous laughed.

"It means it's not arm strength equals strength. If strength is all there is, no one can beat the Sword Saints Brigade."

"But..."

"That's a difference in the meaning of the word. That's not what he wants.... you were strong when he was weak. You didn't give up when he was about to. Isn't that enough? You're strong. At least my heart."

"It just looks that way."

"For a woman, that's enough if you look like it"

Even while we were talking about that, Angelos was flirting with Ector using his phantoms. Ector is a Trot soldier with little elves. Don't let the phantom fool you, but it's not something you can get used to so easily.

"Ha ha!

"Not that way"

The shock waves emitted by Ector with a hit also continue to be somewhat empty.

Be alert to blow-ups caused by shockwaves hidden in the phantom, be it a storm or a shockwave, it takes a lot when you see it, it takes the form of a pseudo-two-sided attack, an ector that blows up more often.

If you have the same skill, a slight difference sounds great.

Exactly the reverse. Angelos, who backfired with the difference of phantom instead of reach, was really overwhelming Ector.

"This... this, to the point of being a little confused, I am"

Eating several direct shockwave hits, Ector, slammed against the wall, bites his lips with regret as he flutters his legs.

"Randall, ten men long, don't look sweet at phantom magic"

"... Dr. Grants"

"The Sword Saint Brigade lost it, too. It's the most effective magic on the battlefield."

"But I don't... I don't want to admit I can't get my hands or feet out of losing this sight"

"Phew."

Grants Hundred laughed gently, lifting his eyes at the next moment, and raised his voice.

"Sweet, Randall!! What do you think the fight is!!

"I told you, the war, the battlefield, is not like that!! Did you think everyone would fight only with swords, bows and spears!! The Sword Saints Brigade ended up doing nothing because they forgot the taste of blood mud!!

"Let, Doctor...?

"The cavalry stops because of the pitfalls. The fire scares the infantry. One foot pays and people can't do anything, but the Phantom and Crossbow destroy the Sword Sage Brigade too!! Don't look sweet, immature! Guys like you are never useful on the battlefield!!

"Eh..."

Ector is in tears, bending his knees.

Angelos holds his sword in front of his chest with a cool face and closes his eyes as he prays.

"That's it."

Aurora made the decision.

"... it's your victory, Mr. Angelos"

"Hmm. Interesting results."

King Ulysses rises.

"Can this result mean refusing to engage Randall and abandoning the house?"

Angelos looked up at the king as he put his sword in his sheath.

"Yes, it is."

"Hmm.... I had a flirtatious daughter, Linda"

Ms. Linda shrugged her shoulders.

"Hang on. It's my daughter, after all. Catch on to a guy who's not even Loc, already."

"Beh, that's all right, no matter what guy you like"

"But it passes. You're definitely a filial daughter, Angus."

Mr. Linda chuckled.

"What is filial piety?

"Don't you see, Grandpa?... he's going to trust me and grab his own happiness. Look, I'm healthy, happy, and the best of filial piety. I don't need a daughter to be unhappy to protect her parents' property. Oh, my God, this big merchant Linda Neumann, I'm gonna try again as much as I can, not in a country like this. Why don't we move to Quica?"

"Here. That's troublesome. What's with the current trot without the sylphy?"

... what?

Wait, what's this soothing conversation?

"Is, Mother...?

"Sorry, king. We used it a little bit to see if our daughter was happy. Whatever. It's a collar."

"I know. You did something wrong to Randall."

"... Yes?

Ector looks up to the king and Mr. Linda with a super pitiful face.

"I was playing chess with tea yesterday morning, and Linda would read the letter and start making fun of me. They even showed me the eagle."

"Angus was fine and relieved, though. She's an adult daughter, and she won't tell you what she meant from the front? Even more so if you're being deceived or weakened."

"If we hunt it down a little, we'll see what kind of relationship it is."

... Ah.

If you ask me, maybe both me and Angelos have explained their relationship so naked that there is no more.

"If it's not clear, you can come back to us, or you can run off"

"Ugh."

... Got hit -!?

"Angelos......"

"... Andy"

"Damn... your mother sucks!

"Yeah. I'm pissed off all this time"

"Ha, ha, ha."

Mr. Linda and the king laughing with their bellies.

How can you? No, I can't.

Mr. Deane and Selene also looked frightened.

"An old man with a bad personality."

"Absolutely. What are you going to do, Mr. Andy? I made a weird promise."

"Heh, weird promise?

I don't think you said anything about getting married.

"When Mr. Angelos wins and comes back, he'll offend you until it breaks, won't he?

"... is it valid, alle?

I don't know about that for a second, but I shrugged, and Angelos came up to the guest seat as he came along with Aurora.

"If it doesn't work, it's a terrible story. You work for free."

"No, it's you till it breaks."

"... well, you can put it away by the time you pass out"

Let it go, Angelos.

I was angry about the break-in into the Grand Arena for once, but I didn't blame you for saying that it was well within my expectations.

There's nothing else important in the first place, and most of them are Kensei inside. I guess there's no danger where I dived in.

"Andy Smythson. Whatever your hobby is, you're free, but if you dump our daughter, I'll go crush her with all my might."

On her return with Angelos, Linda threatens me with a smile.

"The... Dear Angelina. Refine. One day, when you get stronger, then."

"Oh. Let's play another game"

An ektor with a good smile and a subtle look at his desk.

... I think he was trying to do something more confessional about love, Angelos. I don't know if you know or not.

"Smythson Training Soldiers"

"... I haven't been a trained soldier for seven years. I'm the top ten in the Northern Legion Crossbow Corps."

"Right. You're early, seven years ago."

Bearded Sword Saint, Grants Hundred Man speaking to me.

We used to train recruits, now the Ectors. Young Kensei instructors? I think maybe someone awesome taught me again.

"Do you remember the names of all the godchildren?"

"Sort of. Especially at that time of year, when there were a lot of kids and they struggled, and we all remember."

He's a brainless man.

"Crossbow squad? That means you're over there, you know?

"Yeah, Deane, it's a hundred."

"Phew... it's scary"

No, are you also the natural enemies of the Sword Saints?

Mr. Deane, I hope you don't get darkened by resentment. No, you're the one who can handle the dark.

"We'll have a drink sometime when we get a chance. Unlike those days, I'm an adult, you know?

"Yes."

I was a little happy.

Finally, King Ulysses or slowly approached me.

"Young man."

"King......"

"Trot Kingdom, please."

"... Yes?

Why is that?

I'm a trot citizen now, but I'm a Celesta soldier.

If you're going to tell your in-laws deep Angelos or Ector, I still know.

"What, the young man is well and at ease?"

"Ha ha..."

I don't know. Well, maybe I'm telling all my young opponents.

"King Ulysses."

"... something, dark-elf lady"

"Northern Legion Crossbow Squad, Deane Hundred. We live three times as long as you."

"Ho, ho, ho."

Mr. Deane gives an abbreviation to King Ulysses and asks.

King, what's the rush?

"... in a hurry."

"We have gathered information in the city and the Legion Command. These days, you've suddenly come to rejuvenate all sides. The grand nobleman is in the process of replacing him at the king's recommendation, and the command of the Trot Corps also saw the young staff prominently. I don't think this whole Angelos and Ector Randall thing has anything to do with it."

"... the Elves don't hesitate."

The king sighs.

"Come ill"

"I don't know.... It has been 40 years since the reign of the eagle. This body passed seventy, too. In common sense, whether you have a special illness or not, is it something that will last longer?

"Evacuate?

"That's what happens to me when I live alone."

"Depends on Celesta and"

"Right.... well, there's talk of who wants to inherit the throne of a country like this."

King Ulysses smiles lonely.

"You said you were sick. Oh, I'm sick. This country is sick."

"The country?

"Bye. With the support of successful merchants like Linda and the dedication of Celesta's bureaucrats, this country looks like it's going to go around fine. But the people of this country remain defeated, and cannot rise now. Yes, quite frankly, we were strong and united, and we had an ancient and strong pride, and therefore did not know the art of standing from defeat."

…………

"Celesta, I'm not saying you're bad. Rather, he often tries to take advantage of us. But still, this country is sick.... you're sick."

"Wang..."

"I'm sorry. Too much nonsense. But if it does come true, well, bring the young men back to the land of Trot, my beautiful elf. This sick country needs strength."

"... it's up to them"

Thanks again for the abbreviation, Mr. Deane turns his back.

"... let's go"

"Mr. Deane...?

For some reason, Mr. Deane looked terribly harsh.

Get off the station carriage and stand again on a wide plain.

Around the corner where you hid our carriage.

"Speaking of which, Angelos, what did you tell your mother?

"No, because it broke quite a bit lightly. I thought we talked quite a bit in the morning.

"Sort of.... Since I first met you, I've been recently known as a woman, and during this time I've been helped, until I was held, and I've told you pretty much everything."

"... hey, I, I don't remember the first time I saw you?

"I guess. I'm a thin lover."

... It hurts a little.

But Angelos smiles with pleasure.

"When I was first assigned to the Crossbow squad, I was little and busy, with a white elf system that I couldn't tolerate the details of, and on top of that I wasn't used to seeing. Everybody didn't shut up and deal with me."

"... Am I right?

"But you're the only one who said it. Smile that Celesta's a good place for half an elf to work hard with everyone."

"... did you say that?

"I thought you'd forgotten."

Not even the wind that made me sick.

"Sometimes you got drunk and hugged me by mistake for my brain wife. I'm so embarrassed, but you're persistent. But since then, everyone in the escort infantry has been close to me."

"... I can't remember at all"

"Yeah. But that's the kind of pile, the bond between me and you."

Linda's face comes to my attention.

"When I was lonely, when I wanted help, it was always you who protected me without any concern beside me. Even though I knew she was a woman, she protected me all the time.... I think a little courage and kindness is more important to me when I need it than my arm strength when I don't need it."

"What, it's just a coincidence..."

"So what's wrong with that? No Lyla, no Jeanne, no Aurora, no Mr. Deane, no Selene, they don't like you without coincidence."

"Well... well, yes"

"It's time, love."

Say something like I get it, Angelos pushes me into the carriage.

And in the darkness, he kissed me so enthusiastically.

"... hehe. Love it, Andy."

Keep your ears shut. Drop it, and smile happily ever after.

But behind it are people with vision who don't make it dim or anything, and boom.

"... uh! Ange, you're running away!

"Sister, forgive him a little."

"Ten men long -! I'm gonna fuck you up!

"Ho. After all I care about Angelos here. Why don't you forget to thank me, Andy?

Get in. Anyone else.

"I've run around pretty plain this time, too, so I want you to labor -!

"I am your slave. Do you mind if I order you to cross at any time?

Ahhh.

"Fine! Guys, since the etsy is at night!!

Guys, as a sin for a second.

"You said everybody at night, right?

"Uhm. I did hear that"

"Minotaur, if we don't do this right, Doctor, you're gonna get mad at me?

"I promised to give it to you every day, didn't I?"

"Like me or Mr. Lyla, it's a priority because I was out of touch yesterday and yesterday. Okay?

"Ho. Sometimes, selenium, I'm curious."

"Oh, I didn't even do the Atashi. Yikes!?

"Just fly!!

"Kings, use more than holy places."

"What's wrong?"

"Sir Bonaparte's eye treatment, seems to have succeeded"

"Huh. I gave up half of it, but I'm sorry about that."

"Just in case, they're headed to the Polka Spirit Springs"

"Here. At last. … Now let's spell the end, Arthur."

".................. King. What are you up to?

"Hey, hey, hey. Anyway, I can only sit and get laid now. What not to plan, Linda"

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(cont 'd)