Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"I'm sorry, Master Alicia. I let the crooks get away......"

……

The masked man - Zaymood said on his back of the brilliant view of the distant upstream district after Shaw-Jules Sherwood made a dramatic escape from the top floor of Sisalis Castle.

Pope Alicia against Sisalis has a thought-provoking look with a look such as not here in his heart.

"Zaymood"

Alicia finally opened her mouth as she picked up a piece of gold scattered at her feet and asked, fingering its surface.

Tell me your name again.

The gaze that had been dropped on the glittering gold coin shoots through the Zaimoud with sharpness.

Zaymood was tempered by the pressure of his gaze for a moment, but he immediately answered:

"Zaymood-el-Baldra"

"Baldra......"

In that name Alicia recalls the name of an organization.

"… the Baldra Confederation of Armed Merchants"

Alicia still doesn't know what that name means.

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"Nhhhhhhhh!!"

"It's weird, blonde boy"

"I'm not even old enough to do boy, but ahhhhhhhhhh!!"

"No, you must still be twenty or there boy. Because Merea was there thirty times, including in her previous life, and she remained a boy until I ascended to heaven."

"Your child is the exception whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!"

Voice of protest while Shaw is transported to Clear-Lilith.

It was only a few minutes after that that that I was released from black-tailed restraints that seemed to easily crush a person's body.

"Why... ha..."

"You're breathing a lot. Aren't you just not working out enough to line up with that kid?

"Unlike the times you lived in, there is the word" right material "in these times..." If merchants and peasants peel off, they're all fighting peoples! Don't be with you Dark War Era people like '... "

When I realized it was that hill of coloris.

It is a place of memories that I came to have a close meeting with Caesar at the beginning of my visit to Sisalis.

"Oh, I will be slaughtered here by the Unknown..."

After I stood up and paid off the dust on my clothes, I looked at Clear's face and Shaw said.

"You say strange things. If I were to, the encounter would have turned me into meat."

Clear to answer Shaw's jokes without looking particularly bad.

A slightly puzzled expression was also seen on the white face, which often showed blue hair.

- Something like this, I feel the same fossil feeling as Melea in the slightly more serious way of answering the joke.

Feeling such an intergenerational groove, Shaw corrected his collar (Eri).

"As it were, fine.... but where did you sort this situation out from"

I just can't grasp the situation.

Shaw looked up at the sky once and then took a piece of gold out of his pocket and let him play on his finger.

Calming down depends on touching the gold coins. The power of gold is great at all.

"By the way, I still don't want your name, blonde boy"

"Oh, indeed. I can't wait to be a blonde forever, either, so let's name it. My name is Shaw-Jules Sherwood. In this day and age, we have received the Alchemy King issue unwillingly."

"The Alchemist"?... I see, are you descended from that little human being in the liver "

Nod as Clear was convinced.

The opposing Shaw reacted with a tingling eyebrow.

"Do you know?

"Yeah. You were acting with me until just now. -" Gard-Rim-Windsor. "

"Oh, but you have a different family name," said Shaw, approaching the neck clarity, holding the gold coin in his palm that had him cleverly playing on his finger.

"... Trouble again. Reaper."

For a moment, Clear didn't miss Shaw biting his lip.

"Something seems to be causing this. Well, if you were the descendant of that little liver man, you wouldn't necessarily be the same to your personality. Rather, if it were the same, there's no way I could smell Merea. He was never going to get along with her."

"I guess. Because he was enough of a man to be called the Demon King while he was my ancestor. No matter, I didn't see him in person, so I can't make a firm decision."

"People change when they pay for it. Blood roots can be the same, not as long as blooming flowers."

Do old-fashioned rhetoric. With that in mind, Shaw fumbled into his mind again.

"May I ask you one thing, Master Clear-Lilith?"

"I don't mind if it's clear."

- No, that's just a lot.

Shaw knows some anecdotes about [Earthgod] Clear-Lilith.

Some of the stories I heard from Melea, but some of the so-called commonly recognised anecdotes included a number of descriptions of the feats she had not done, and I felt like behaving like a friend, though not very much.

"Please forgive me for clearing"

"You unexpectedly weigh courtesy."

Clear's grin, giggling dull, was as luscious as any famous portrait of beauty.

"This is still a former royalty."

"I see. So are you also buying Melea's Shiatsu and getting it out?"

"Oh, no, I'm leaving it up to you because his amulet is more suited"

To the ex-prince of Luther the Diaspora and the odd maid of the descendants of that "tyrant god".

"Well, go after them. We'd like to make a quick check."

"Yeah, that would be good."

"Dear Clear, you are a dead man brought to life by Necroa-Belzerut, right?

"I know sensibly that it seems so. But I know neither the name nor the face of him who brought me down. On the other hand, I'm not sure why I'm here."

True, I don't feel anything like killing or hostility from clearance.

If you were unloaded from Heavenly Sea with a clear purpose, you should behave commensurate with it.

- You're not supposed to give orders to help us exactly.

At least that man named Necroa was hostile to the demon kings.

To show up in the art city of Virgilia as the "Thunder God" and enrage Melea enough.

"That's creepy."

The reason I feel creepy about a guy named Necroa is because of nothing of that look.

- I don't know what the purpose is.

It's still easier and more reassuring to understand Mooseg and Sisalis.

Mooseg is going to take hegemony of this world with all his might, and Sisalis is trying to do something similar again.

"May I ask you one thing from me, Shaw-Jules Sherwood?"

"What is it"

Shaw cuts his thoughts on the way and returns the gavel to Clear.

"What is your - and therefore Merea's - purpose now?

Clear's straight eyes at that time had unique pressures not to lie to many.

"The purpose of our Lord today is to..."

Nevertheless, Shaw is also not going to falsify the answer from the source.

The purpose of my Lord now is not to lie, but to laugh when ordinary people hear it is a "joke".

"To change the meaning of the word Demon King."

Shaw felt sincerely beautiful about Clear's face when she answered that.

"Heh heh, that's what she wants."

A loving, tender mother's face.

It was he who wasn't here that wanted to show him the face, Shaw honestly thought.

"Then I will still lend you my strength, even for that child's wishes. Well, I don't know how long I'll be free like this."

Clear pinches the black dress hem small.

"That's comforting."

"Except it seems that there are already spirits coming down in this country called Sisalis besides me. I am confident that I will fight the early days of the Dark War as a living person."

Clear turned around behind him for a night view of Sisalis.

"I think there were people in any age who were more specialized in fighting than me. I'm often mistaken, but I'm not very good at fighting."

- Just kidding.

Shaw laughed bitterly and tried to say that, but he didn't speak up.

She actually lived through some times, so she says, I guess so.

"So think of yourself best when it comes to having trouble. I am an outsider of the times. If other spirits kill you, just go back where you belong."

To the heavenly sea of souls, that it is at the end of heaven.

"But you have life. If you mean Comrade Merea, you have to survive for that child's unstoppable wishes."

"You're a parent idiot"

"I guess you have a purpose too, don't you?

That's what they said, and Shaw laughed bitterly this time.

"You seem like a very clever person, unlike that girl. I don't think you're just empathizing with her."

"I'm afraid you've expressed your concern."

Clever human.

Shaw knows what that means.

I gave it back with a good grin, not a bitter one, because I thought so myself.

"No matter, I'm not going to die either. I have a purpose, too. Until we do that, we will survive using you as a tool."

"That's right. That will is the greatest weapon to survive times of war."

When Clear-Lilith tells me, I feel strangely pressed against my back.

Shaw corrected his collar again, feeling sorry for me.

"Now let's get you some help. As a matter of fact, my people - that is, my fellow Merea's people - are gathering information in the country of Sisalis as well..."

Right after Shaw told me so.

"Eh."

A corner of the upstream area of Sisalis was wrapped up in mysterious light.

It was (...) light (...) of purple (...) color (...).

"That's..."

I've seen it before.

The final act of an escape play from Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

Salman-Zeus-von Luther responded to his wish when he stretched his body and tried to stop the Mooseg army, and the Devil's Fist gave him a whisper by the light.

- Same purple light that cracked the ground then.

Purple light rises to heaven again at the end of Shaw's gaze.

Now it's more of a move as if the immense power that has lost its way to heaven is dissipating unrestrained than an explosion.

And...

"Please take me over there now."

Shaw saw there, its purple pillar of light standing two (...) books (...).