Teito, a sandy city in the western part of the Ost continent.
The sky is blue and the clouds are slight.
A pleasant slightly stronger breeze was blowing across every corner of the street.
Standing in the heart of the city, this palace is like a bundle of countless towers. An old man with a warm face was stunned in the study of the mansion so close there.
"You think it's all gone?
Hear back again and again, but the answer of those who brought the report remains the same.
It took me so long to check the situation because I didn't get a ride back.
"The Knight of the Merchant Guild did not show up and was just about to defeat the Knights of the Kingdom, defeated by the Knight of the Niceacasian Country who rushed?
I don't know what that means.
The merchant guild knight couldn't help but show up. Sometimes the prospects will go off.
But why do we need to attack the Knights of the Kingdom there?
At the end of the sentence, you said it was a Niceacasian country? What happened to that Zero Nation knight?
"What do you mean? Tell me more!"
An old man with a warm face, never warm. It just seems so.
My men who know the ruthless side are frightened, but I can't explain it any further. He doesn't know either.
The warm-faced old man, who cuts his paralysis, rushes to the Knights through a golem carriage.
(Not good. Not good.)
In the carriage seat, repeat words.
This is the second time this old man has ever committed a lapse.
The first is a weakening operation with drugs under Borderline Uncle. At that time, I managed to push the blame around and escape.
But this time, it doesn't work that way. It is too conspicuous because it continues.
If there is no reason to gain the Emperor's understanding, like the withdrawal of the Expeditionary Army, it is likely to be abandoned.
(This is the work of Ghost Knight!
If it was Ghost Knight that wiped out the knights, it would surely be forgiven.
All you have to do is get too close to secrecy and take a counterattack. No, it would actually be.
The warm-faced old man, who arrives at the Imperial Knights headquarters, runs up the stairs and opens the door to the Knights Chief's office with a high sound.
(... no way)
But what I saw there was the image of the Knights, surrounded by a dark atmosphere just like myself.
If there is a report of the discovery of Ghost Knight, there must be a boiling appearance in the dark as well. But I couldn't even feel the dust.
"What the hell happened?
Still, I ask for explanations with frightening thoughts.
What came out of their mouths was in return to the five horsemen, including the Niceacasian nation.
"Why didn't you just retreat? If the Merchant Alliance Knight didn't show up, you should bet next!
A screaming question, of an old man with a warm face. In contrast, the deputy commander answered with a dark face.
"Probably, but you hated emptiness. Whatever it is, I didn't try to bring home something that was going to be a feat."
(What a fool)
An old man with a warm face, sits in a chair.
This is the pilot's fault. But he's in charge of the operation. I just asked the Knights for help.
Escape any responsibility. Such a thing would not be possible.
(surrender to the Baron, or stripping him of his title)
Either way, you can't surf again.
From the warm-faced old man who looks silent, the Knights captain turns a blind eye.
And a venue for a round-table meeting later on.
There, he didn't look like an old man with a warm face.
On the same day, the Official Gazette announced a reduction in the Viscount family.
The kingdom is the king's capital.
This chic and calm building combines white marble and brick in the corner of its pleasure district.
Above both doors of a polished heavy oak, the silver-working lettering, shaped like 'Jaanne'.
Two men sat opposite each other on the couch in the lobby behind that door.
"Mr. Tauro. Thank you for everything."
"No, I didn't do anything after all."
To Cornell's words, I wave my hands left and right in front of my eyes.
Waiting for a woman to be ready to talk.
The topic is still the other day in the northern town.
"That's the result. It is by chance that the Knight of Nicea Cassia helped. Without that, I would have had to rely on Mr. Tauro."
I don't nod, I shrug my shoulders.
"Please don't say you can't. B-class four horsemen, right?
"... well, yeah"
Cornell's subtle reply.
Afterwards, we also exchange views on the Knight of Nicea Cassia.
Even for him, a class A knight pilot, the effects of lightning seem unusual.
"By the way, is your opponent an imperial agent today"
Cornell changes his expression and whispers not to be heard around him.
I snort back my expression, too.
The path leading to Teaching Light Patrol Sensei. The biggest difficulty shifting along the way.
Today, finally, we challenge the gates.
I have to play with this Imperial Agent and a woman in order to get Teaching Light Patrol to deal with me.
Because the teacher's turn is the last.
You must fight the Sister of the Wolf, the Sister of the Explosion Bottom, and the three operatives in advance.
That I won't be forced into these three battles. It confirms and starts, and Teaching Light Patrol teacher's legs open.
"I've been asking you a few questions, but you've already been called by two names. in this short period of time, so you'll definitely see him as a handyman"
Cornell explains, whispering his voice.
Not unless it's her. He declared so and said that other women had guests who had lost sight of him.
(Two names)
My heart growls at the sound of that word. Cornell told me his name.
"They say" Giant Killing, "a big food."
Most of the famous men were known in the Hanayawa world.
In a very short time, she captivated them. He said it was his name that was sent with surprise and awe.
(From the sound of it, the person who can't be alarmed)
Some of the celebrities that have been raised, I know them too.
All top rankers in Wangdu Hanayu Realm. So much so that there are women who refuse to nominate.
(I didn't know it would make them obsessed)
If you're not prepared to try, they'll eat you.
Normally, I'm very satisfied with being eaten well, but that's dangerous for an agent. I don't know what I'm going to do.
(Again, possible brainwashing)
Elsaille, a luxury whorehouse in Awok. I've been brainwashed by Elda about Elderlich.
I don't realize it myself. That's the scariest part.
It was by total coincidence that the brainwashing unraveled at that time. It happens to be thanks to the magic of state abnormality recovery hanging on me.
So, please, it's my best friend's turn.
Brainwashing that agents might do. As a countermeasure to that, Cornell is here.
He's in the same room, watching our game.
And at the end of the play, the D-rank state abnormality recovery drug I gave you in advance. Put that on me.
(For once, I'm ready to do it)
As for accompanying the tourist, the other party has also understood.
At first I was reluctant, but if I can't admit it, I have to play. When I stuck it out, it finally broke.
I want to play with Teaching Light Patrol Sensei. But it's too dangerous to be alone with an agent without measures.
It was a bitter decision for me, too, but I'm glad you accepted.
No, that's also how confident I am.
Anyway, the other guy is Giant Killing, the big food.
Chronic mind is forbidden. Retighten the feeling of loosening.
"Dear Tauro, thank you for your patience."
There, a voice hangs from the concierge.
I hear the operatives are ready.
Heading to the counter to make the payment, the wavy blonde long gorgeous beauty greeted me with an eyelid smile.
(... celebrity beauty)
That's my impression.
He seems flashy and rich.
If the elf is a long-heared Eastern European beauty, this is the image of an opener riding around in Beverly Hills.
It's Los Angeles.
(No way)
The cohesive atmosphere of celebrity beauty makes a grey cloud gush up my mind.
I have a big weakness. But in this world, I haven't told anyone yet.
(It can't be known. But if that's the case, it's no good)
I prayed wholeheartedly that it was a matter of concern, but I tangled my arms and went up the stairs.
"Will you watch my dance?
As soon as she enters the room, the celebrity beauty speaks so.
There is no reason to say no. Me and Cornell snort while sitting on the couch.
She touches the magic formations on the wall and plays music. And danced out fiercely.
(This is)
My eyebrows pull over and make wrinkles between my eyebrows.
Meanwhile, Cornell next door is thrilled.
"Nice one, sister! More legs open, more! Ugh!"
Celebrity beauty dancing and dancing in front of her.
He is lowering his hips low and moving his hips with his big open legs.
While dancing, he now began to take off his shorter nightdress.
(Ugh!)
What emerged from under the dress was a sailshell-like bra with a stringy T-back.
Celebrity beauties in underwear give this one an offensive look. Then he creased over the head of his nose, peeling his teeth out and roaring.
(What appeal, already)
Cornell said he liked it. He is sticking both fingers in his mouth and blowing his finger whistle sharply.
You haven't heard that sound, celebrity beauty eyes won't let go of me.
And he bellowed his tongue out, licking his lips wide around.
"Hoo."
When I raise my voice somewhat like an Indian, I finally dance and take off my T-back.
The thrown underwear goes to Cornell's head. I guess it's in return for cheering.
(Dangerous)
My forehead, cold sweat runs down.
The worries turned into reality.
Too direct sex appeal. That's my weakness.
(Shame on you, not at all)
I'm sorry, but I'm pulling.
Even with the same big open leg, it's my preference to cover my face with my hands and open it in embarrassment.
Cummon boy! That's just how you say it, it sinks my feelings the other way.
Celebrity beauty tilting her little neck.
I guess I felt the reaction was not fragrant. I wish I could, but the appeal is getting bolder and more radical.
(Wow)
With one leg swung up like a heel drop, she maintained that posture with an amazing sense of balance.
And he showed me what was in his groin.
(No, that's fine. service like that, because I don't want it)
My face twists in agony.
(No. I knew it wouldn't work)
If I watched her perform any more, the flames in me could go away.
Fearing I stand on the couch and reach for the breasts of celebrity beauties.
The appeal worked and I guess that's what you thought. Celebrity beauty gladly took off her last one, scalloped bra.
(They did it!
Unintentional hitting to perfection.
My heart is struck like it was beaten with a stick.
Big breasts full of spills. In its center, what was barely hidden in the sailing shells.
What was that, two DVDs?
(What size)
It's so huge. It's like turning a brown bowl upside down.
The reason I dared describe it as a jade is because it even resembled a pattern.
"What is this, awesome!
Cornell is thrilled. He is shaking and rolling around on the floor.
I know there are people who like this. But in my heart, there's no circuit to honor it.
(Nan Wu San)
He stretches his hand further with thin eyes and relies on the circulation of light by the Devil's Eye to wrinkle his chest.
The next moment, the celebrity beauty shouted.
"Ooh!"
Belomberon around his lips with his tongue again, exhaling muffled.
(What a mighty enemy)
Precisely, it comes in a negative direction.
My appetite has declined dramatically, and I'm already on the verge of anorexia.
If you look to the side, Cornell has a nailed gaze on the tea bowl. For that guy, celebrity beauty seems to be well within defensive range.
(You can't let me give in here, even through the 'sin door' of the Holy Capital)
Put aside everything that was done by the procedure at this time.
(Doctor Slime breaks name)
Me with my eyes closed hard.
Teaching light patrol teacher's, clear and clear standing. More explosive wear bottom I think of your sister's glossy appearance, which excites my mind.
(Losing something?)
I glanced at the underside of my ribs with my fingers along the flow of celebrity beauty light.
"Moom, huh!
It makes my back itch, sigh.
I hear that, and my knee is about to break.
Hold on! I'm the Dying Leader, Doctor Slime.
Imoske, the deputy chief, Dangolow, the general, and Mr. Cool's figure come to mind.
Only a sense of responsibility at the top supported me.
But celebrity beauties don't let go of the attack.
In my ear, it sounds like I'm chewing food with my mouth open.
(Don't.)
Dirty tone that makes you want to block your ears.
It was an exaggerated kiss appeal with lips sticking out.
And the beastly glance never leaves my eyes for a moment. Honestly, I can't breathe.
"Nhuhuhuhuhuhu"
Now you're gonna do something amazing, a celebrity beauty who creates an atmosphere like this.
Sitting still on the bed, he begins to open his legs in a V-shape, falling slightly back.
(... tough)
Both legs open to the limit of the joint. I can see it all the way back.
Uppercut as you lick your lips around. Still holding onto my eyes.
"Woo, yaaa"
Celebrity beauties stick their hands at the base of both legs when they stick their teeth out. And pushed wide left and right.
The lighting in the room enters the back of her. Far deeper than just standing leg opening.
I saw the abyss so badly that my heart was finally broken.
(You can lose now. Let's get this over with)
Imosques and dangolows. On second thought, I wouldn't mind losing here.
"Hang in there."
You'll just crawl around my head saying that.
Probably the same for Mr. Cool.
Unfortunately, it's about a whorehouse decorating Doctor Slime's colored paper.
(The purpose of Teaching Patron Light is to make sure I'm not impotent. Just because you lose here doesn't mean you won't be able to deal with me)
That's what I think when I reopen.
It's not like the Holy Capital tournament. It's not like you can't move on if you win.
You don't even have to be brainwashed.
Sorry to bother you, but I'm going home. And later, let's have dinner outside.
I'm 60 percent harder, and I've started breaking and entering.
(What? What is this?)
The discomfort that struck me then.
I don't know what to say about that, when I bought foreign clothes for sale, it felt too big to wear.
Same S.M.L., but with different standards.
And I think abruptly.
(Big Food "Giant Killing"! Did you mean this?)
Just as there are women with big breasts, so are men.
In retrospect, the celebrities are her fans. All of them were known for their names by their size.
I would be envious, but that is a matter of degree.
If it passes, the opponent is gone and it becomes difficult to play itself.
(Try them, I guess celebrity beauty is Just Fit)
In a lady in line, a huge sword whose opponent is very unavailable.
Its owner finally found it, the perfect sheath.
"Not if it's not her."
Let's get those words out too.
In awe, two names are served by celebrity beauties. It was also natural that that was The Big Food "Giant Killing".
(Convinced)
I'm the one who's good at it. But you must have been dissatisfied with not moving your mind.
"Haaaa! Haaaa!
With such a voice, I came grinding my hips from celebrity beauties.
But this difference in caliber, it's not irritating at all.
(What's the matter?)
That's where I think.
Let my gentleman put together a star phantom, the star phantom knife Astral Sword.
With this, you'll be able to fight celebrity beauties while simulating.
But you can't.
The star Phantom Knife Astral Sword is my supreme deputy. I don't want to show that to an Imperial Agent.
(So, what do we do?
The answer is one. Same as in "The Door of Sin". Let's get you there with a massage.
Either way, the standards are too different to reach either goal as they are.
(All right, let's do it)
I'm relieved and hungry with both hands.
But there, you'll find out how diverse you are.
I totally forgot. That that sigh and voice was something I didn't like.
(Wow)
Ah, no, no, no, shut up.
My feelings fell below the limit and I finally broke inside.
"Hi, excuse me"
I let go of my body, I sit right on the bed and I sit down.
Come to this world and exit on the way for the first time.
My feelings waver with my apologies for them and my anger for my impudence.
All I can do is apologize.
(This is about women's dignity. What the Imperial operatives say is another story)
I think so.
Celebrity beauties look baffled if you look properly upward.
"Mr. Tauro, how about alternating?
I guess you didn't see us like that.
With the look I want to do, Cornell comes to my voice.
If I looked at the celebrity beauty, I nodded with the expression that I had no choice.
I guess she didn't feel like quitting here either, due to her pride, her work, or her neighborhood.
I get Cornell to hang the potion, then hi-touch and change.
"Whoa, whoa!
Skebemacchio snubbed into a cup of tea with great joy.
Two hours later.
We were both in a street stall, holding an 'Adult Gourmet Club, Extraordinary Reflections'.
"Er, that was it today"
"Yes, that was it"
Cornell replies to my words.
But then we're both silent.
Open your mouth and try to say something, but now they're both at the same time. We shy away from each other and we push each other again.
As it is, there is an obstacle to the proceedings. Cornell, who decided so, began to talk abruptly.
"I like the way it looks."
I won't even take a pull on a Hollywood actress, that look. There will be preferences, but it is quite something.
Me hammering.
Cornell said a decisive word as he saw it.
"Loose."
I snort loudly as I look sinister.
I couldn't tell both sides, but I thought the same thing.
Cornell did his best until the end of the day.
But there is no joy in that expression. There was only a slight sense of fatigue, seen by the man who did his job.
"For a man with a sword, he must be a difficult woman."
This feels honest.
From the people who were too big and had trouble with them, you wouldn't have seen anything but a goddess.
(It's not just the size. Style on face, voice on tricks, preferences vary)
Same as food, with a thousand different preferences for men and women.
There is no supremacy or ultimate.
We look at each other, and we sigh heavily together.
He then cut up the reflection and began to consider the upcoming oral rehearsal.
Celebrity beauty on the other hand.
In a modest room, sinking into deep thoughts.
(Subject broke medium, those who alternated reached, but they have never scored a goal)
If it's a game, it's a streak of celebrity beauties, including the undefeated.
But she has no real sense of victory.
(As a result, I was unable to captivate)
Naturally, I haven't got any information about knights either.
Drop shoulders and exhale loudly.
You're never gonna nominate me again.
It's hard to believe, but my charm doesn't make sense.
That was harder than failing a mission.
"I received your letter."
There, the voice of the apprentice concierge echoes with the sound of the knock.
When I opened the door and received the letter, I saw the sender's name,
(... master)
It's disguised, but it's a letter from an old man at the head of an intelligence agency.
Open with a paper knife and read immediately.
(Go home, huh)
Apparently something happened to my employer.
The operation was called off.
(That was just great)
I can no longer help staying here.
It was easier to be ordered to return than to return voluntarily.
And a few days later, the big food Giant Killing retired, much spared by some of his brothers.
Time goes back slightly until shortly after the Celebrity Beauty and Taurus played.
Again today, in the closet, there was a Teaching Light Patrol Sensei and a wild horse twin tail appearance for his friend.
"Something wasn't right."
Twin tails, too sensitive and very popular from sensitive men, shrug their shoulders and mouth their thoughts.
Teaching next door Professor Light Patrol was silent looking for words.
"Nothing, don't you have to try to force me to praise you?
Twin tails call out.
I can't do it if I let it go. But I twist conclusions like 'That's Tauro-sama'. Because I knew that.
"Right. Do you mean a mismatch today?"
That's what I say, I'll hold my mouth.
It wasn't just the Tauros, it was the incomplete burning air that filled the place.