Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Hey, I don't know what's going on here.

"I don't know, really, why can you knit a technique that you don't know your own theory about?

Ask the English Spirit.

"As much as I really want to ask."

Merea came to the library for a few minutes.

Merea, who came into the room, briefly told Lillium and Eyes, 'Because I'm having dinner today,' and immediately sat down next to Lillium.

"You should sit on the floor," Lillium, who shows a wild obsession in strange places, to read into the vault, was sitting on the floor of the vault and turning the book, but Merea also sat down with her ass on the floor to mimic it.

"Oh, you really haven't come to Shaw?

"Yeah. He's not here,"

"Because when we talked about it in the city, I could see a slightly uncontrollable obsession with gold... I thought so."

Fu and Melea were sitting on the floor, laughing like troubled laughing and speaking to Eyes.

After scratching her hair, she shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, maybe he'll come after he finishes his gold account fast"

"Hehe. Merea's right, I think, at the end of the day, I'll do what I do."

Eyes smiles and returns to Melea.

Merea sighed with her nose at the words and shrugged her shoulders deliberately again.

"Merea, I don't look around"

"Ah, yes."

Lilium recalls such a melea.

Eyes was just about to sit in the chair, curious about how the two of them were, and walked over to Lillium again.

At hand between the two of them - the floor depicted an intricate ceremony that was somewhat brightly annihilating.

It's an operation.

Probably what Merea made me deploy.

"This is the White Thunder of Thunder God (Celester-Barca)..."

"Yes, yes."

"Hikuwa, this. I don't think it was knitted by the same person. The unique white thunder that can be manipulated freely, and the part of the event formula is also array, but the worst part is that it incorporates a huge number of variable formulas to fit the human body. When you look at this, I think this white thunder was created as your ultimate goal where you wrap it around your body."

"Heh."

"It's about the technique you're using."

"Heh..."

As Lilium shot through Merea's eyes with a sharp stream, Merea drooped her head continuously like a peppery and frightened dog.

"So, he wants to decipher this some more and be able to handle it in detail,"

"Yes. Of all the English Spirit rituals, I'm the best at Celester rituals, and I'm familiar with using them. I don't know, it's pretty packed with body surgery, so it's easy to use to fuse with it, huh?

"I don't know because I'm not a specialist in physical surgery either, but as a concept, isn't that what it is?

"So, here's the thing - I've been using Celester's technique more than a curved technique. He wants to add a little more diversity to it."

"The expression itself is crooked, but somehow I knew what I was trying to say"

"And thunder is cool, right?"

"Whatever ended up like that without the last word......!

"Yes......"

Lilium pokes Merea's head small.

It's like a sister who teaches her brother.

To tell you the truth, a little Eyes, I wanted to try that.

In these two surgical study groups, which we have recently begun to see, lililium, which is also hard on surgical theory, seems to be the teacher.

Apparently, Melea was asking Lilium to help her decipher the English spirits' art.

Says, 'They didn't tell me you shouldn't hold someone's hand! Ha ha! You sweet stuffed ones!' Apparently.

"It's clear, but I don't even think it would work as well where I helped..., because this technique is too peculiar"

"So, but I'm sure this one's better than me alone! - Maybe they didn't tell you after you foresaw it so far... I can see you laughing around the wind god. He wanted me to master it, but he said," It's easy to master it. "

"You hate losing too much......" Eyes tilted his consciousness at the thought that goes on as he looked at Merea crushing with his head.

- Is it also... Elma who punches Merea-kun in the head?

Except for the twitching of the men, that would be the place.

――……

I want to try that trick that seems friendly once in a while.

- So, but now, I'm busy... right?

Containing a nagging mind, Eyes conceived.

Next time, I decided to look at the gap and do it.

"Anyway, it would definitely help something if I could use it better. Lightning out of your fingertips, hidden electric shock, that's good."

"I don't know what's good for you, and I don't know what you're hiding, but that might be good enough for you to get used to fine motion."

"What!? He freaked out so he wouldn't find out! That's cool! You're an elite spy!

"Ha..."

Lilium was sighing again at Merea's mysterious obsession.

"In the meantime, I'm also reading Seven Emperors related literature, Demon Kings related genealogy diagrams, and stuff like that, but I'll find some free time to look at your technique, so first copy it on paper or something"

"Oh, okay. - Hey, that's familiar, the writing of the ceremony. I've done enough to think it's better to die, so I can meditate on my eyes."

Eyes got a little anxious when he suddenly saw Merea with a distant eye.

"Oh, but you're gonna need a piece of paper as big as an idiot when you try to write it all, so for one second, partially. And when they draw it all, it's going to be a night out because of this complexity and enormity, so stop it."

"I did it."

"You're the only one who can do it."

"Yes."

Thus, Lilium pointed to the portion of the surgical formation unfolded on the floor, pointing to the range to write to Merea.

Eyes looked forward to seeing how it was.

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"Well, dinner party's the usual time"

"Okay. What about the food, by the way?

"I smell it. Maybe there's a salman in the kitchen already."

"You still have a nice nose."

"Ecological abilities are evolving every day thanks to the" Drivers of the Dragon God. "

Something I don't understand again.

"I'll talk to you when I have time. I can only speak dragon language because of this - and now I'm telling you."

"Yes, sir."

He was spinning his words as Merea laid her hands on the door of the library, turning again for Lilium and Eyes one last time.

Lilium snaps, "If they pack any more information, it just flakes me up, too," and he drives Merea with his hands.

"See you around, Eyes."

"Yeah, again, at dinner"

Finally, Merea turned her gaze toward Eyes and waved with a smile on her face.

Eyes also waved back to Melea, who finally left the library.

"I don't know if it's meant to be that way or that way, but if it is - I guess it's pretty distracting after all"

Lilium spinned that small after Merea left.

"Yeah. Everyone's, because he's the Lord"

- Yeah.

Lilium and Eyes laughed small and were delayed from reading again in the time remaining until the dinner party.

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"Sal! Salt!" "Sal! Salt!"

"I know! That's sugar!

"Why 'd you find out!" "Found out!

"I've used the same moves too many times! You idiot! - Stop forcing yourself in because you're a dude!! Ba, bah! I don't want some sugar-flavored steamed chicken (roast chicken)!!"

"I don't want to eat either!

"If you have time to scream, help me first. Yikes! Melea!"

Star Tree City Level 1.

A place through that shitty and poisonous large hall aisle and walked for a while. There was a kitchen there.

In the Great Hall, there are passages leading to the second floor of Startree Castle and other rooms with such special roles as warehouses, kitchens and canteens, which have been transformed from halfway through the passage to that 'decent' white stone decoration by the gradient.

Merea was walking through the aisle and stepping into the kitchen further into the dining room.

There was Salman, the Fist Emperor, wearing a white apron, and the twins of the Water King and Ice King, wearing a small apron and shaking their blue and silver hair as well - standing around against Lyna and Mina.

"No, this looks good."

"Looking good!" "Looking good!

The twins recite Merea's words as usual.

One of them is pressing to put the glass bottle in his hand over the steamed chicken (roast chicken) in Salman's hand, and the other is holding it on his waist to seal Salman's movement.

"You look like a real mother, Salman."

"I'll beat you up later!

Salman flew a voice that threatened Merea as she managed to wipe out the rabbit and the nasty twins, shaking her sandy saggy hair.

Merea takes it lightly, while keeping an eye on it.

"Okay! Let's do some candy balls later! In the alley behind the castle - that's the Tender Confectionery Shop's Purple Shine!"

"Oh, that's...!" "Branded Candy Recently Rising Sales!

Suddenly the eyes of the twins change.

Melea saw the light shining as if it were an appraiser. - It's an eye-catching eye.

"It's the only way." "It's the only way."

"What? What? Why are these people so hard on candy? No, I'm getting excited about the domestic confectionery situation, too."

"Three." "Three for me and you!

"It's a piece of candy! Two!

"Uh," "no problem."

Apparently, a business meeting has been concluded.

Anticipating there, Merea finally stepped inside from the kitchen entrance.

"My pennies are going down again... I feel bad about making any more debts to the golden deceased..." he says, walking over to the bumpy Salman and slapping on his shoulder.

"- Don't."

"This wouldn't have happened if you had helped me first...!

"Sorry, I knew it and I was watching it"

When Merea gives a deliberate grin with her eyebrow butt lowered, Salman just swings through her right fist.

The aim is the flank of Merea. It's the kind of orbit I give you.

"Huh! Huh, my defense doesn't suck to this extent!

"Damn! I'm jealous of this guy's force now!

Merea had taken that fist beautifully in the palm of her hand and was competing with the girdle.

"Ha......, well no. Just go back to cooking."

"Um, do good."

"You seem free. Help me."

"I'm a man who can fail to bake nuts."

"I knew it. No, stay still."

"Yeah."

Merea sat back in the chair that was suitably in the kitchen and watched Salman wave an iron frying pan over the surgical flame.

It seems to be another dish from steamed chicken. There's something like meat dancing in unfamiliar colors,

- I wonder if that could be serpent meat that Elma took...

With such unpleasant anticipation, Merea inadvertently shifted her gaze when she realized that one of the twins had jumped on her lap.

"Merea."

"Hmm?"

"Which am I, my lady?! One Purple Tender if you fail!

Blue and silver hair that is superior in length over the waist, tickling at Merea's feet, in a sweet voice, she said.

While Merea smiled bitterly at such a girl,

"Don't be alarmed, I'll roll out bets everywhere. - But sweet! You're like," Hey, which one are you? "right now! I mean, you're my sister! That's Mina!

"Ugh!

"You're an idiot, you," Salman sighed as he waved a frying pan.