The kingdom is the king's capital, the royal castle lying north of Central Square.
A reception hotel was built on the corner of the site, where a line of Virgin of the Eastern Country stayed.
"Holy Virgin, long time no see"
A large, muscular old nun who kneels on a soft carpet and drips her head.
The Virgin, like a high school girl in the princess cut, calls out on its back as she stands.
"We're out of time for this one. Dear Abbot."
In a convent in the north, this old woman who serves as dean. I finished my divine game in the Holy Capital, and now I'm back.
Because he knew the Virgin was staying in the king's capital, he came because of it.
"In the divine match, I heard they decorated the women's ministry victory. Congratulations."
With a serene expression, the Blessed Virgin. Master Tongue is on his knees and bowing his head to the old nun, the master.
After a polite thank-you to the Virgin, the supermature woman smiled at her tongue-in-law.
"I didn't have to embarrass you for giving me the right to compete."
The top double-digit tongue leader in the world has the right to compete in a divine match. But this time, I gave up in tears.
It is for my first great task as bishop: the rate of the Virgin who goes to the kingdom for rescue.
(Dean is indeed a hero of my country. Legendary Legends)
A frown on his face pointing down slightly distorted.
(But I can't believe I won the women's club at the Grand Slam, the four main tournaments. It's a decades-long game.)
own, outperforming results to date.
Respect is so much for the past, and strength is better for me now. I just believed that, the shock is enormous.
"Dean, can I talk to you about something?"
The Virgin does not notice the dark atmosphere of the tongue-in-law and innocently tells the souvenir story.
Girl with her hands in front of her chest and her eyes glowing. The old nun narrowed her eyes to that appearance.
"Whatever you want with this bitch"
To the reception set, two people sitting opposite each other. Look at that, tongue-in-law who inspires feelings.
(Don't look down, we have to move on)
Knowing the contents of matches between superiors is a great food for improving themselves. I would like to hear more from the parties.
"Master Tongue is here too!
He stood up to the Virgin, who smiled and invited him, with a hard smile back.
When you're listening to something you're interested in, time goes amazingly fast.
Particularly in the lightning battle, the tongue-in-law's eating was amazing. It is only a question-attack to the abbot that has been defeated last year.
"You should have fought the opposite."
To the advice of a super mature woman, tongue length taking notes in a forward posture.
"And attack thoroughly with your tongue."
"But then, you're going to expose the steeple to the other person."
Stick with both hands and feet to avoid being shaken off. To that instruction, the tongue length of the worried expression.
The supermature woman grinned at the edge of her mouth and presented insights based on her extensive field experience.
"Lightning's finger and tongue skills are probably low. No matter how much I messed with you, I saw no damage could be done to you."
However, Master Tongue is still unconvinced.
"But what would happen if they blamed my beard, my jewel, for that?"
To the excessive apprehension of his disciple, the old nun, a teacher, laughs with her mouth wide open.
"He's definitely the kind of guy who polishes up a point. If you don't get stabbed, your wins won't waver."
To confident words, calm spreads to the heart of the tongue-in-law. The supermature woman, who narrowed her eyes and looked at her, exhaled one breath and turned her face to the impotent Virgin.
"Holy Virgin, would you like to make tea here for once? My wife's thirsty, too."
If you notice, three cups and a teapot are empty. There are no sweets left that were on the plate either.
You must have noticed that you were too enthusiastic, Master Tongue takes a seat while blushing. Then he went out into the hallway and picked up drinks and sweets.
"By the way, why did the Dean decide to come out to the game? Until now, they said no to everything."
With a reception set that left us alone, the High School Virgin asks with a smile. The supermature woman searches the back of her brain for the answer.
(It's that kingdom woman's fault.)
Grandpa Goblin of the Kingdom Merchant Guild. With that reference in hand, a woman who visited a convent in the north.
The only wish I've ever spoken of.
"I want to be strong"
From a super mature woman, she was stronger than enough. But they still say it's not enough.
I was attracted to the pure thought, and I taught myself all I could. In the meantime, one question arises in my mind.
(Maybe I'm getting stronger?
My days with a kingdom woman closer to incision than to working out. In it, thoughts that get bigger gradually.
But that's not true.
A few decades ago, a super mature woman realized she had started to decline with age. He did not like to expose himself to weakness and retired from active duty.
That's now, and it's starting to grow again? It can't be normal. But if that's the case.
(I want to try)
The story of the surrogate appearance of the chief of tongue was something I didn't even wish for such a monastery.
Staring straight into the eyes of the high school girl Virgin, the old nun smiles and opens her mouth.
"We can grow no matter how old we are. That's what I wanted to make sure."
The thoughts of a supermature woman put into words. At that depth, would the High School Virgin have noticed?
Probably couldn't have done that much insight. That's right, Dean, all I did was make a smile.
"Ah, Master Tongue is back. Let's take a break."
Following the tongue length, the maid continues as she pushes the wagon. Tea and teapots, and a cookie set were on the trolley.
Pinch a frequent break while talking about the Virgin.
"So let me finish by talking about the finals."
Nodding, tongue length riding himself out with a serious look. The High School Virgin on the other hand just smiles fun with Nico.
"If you were tongue-length, you'd know. He's the world's biggest World Champion. He finally showed up."
After hearing the name, the tongue length's complexion changes blue and white.
"World's Best Champion"
Name it, The Man With A Thousand Wounds On His Back. He is a fat middle-aged man who continues to reign in cumulative first place with an overwhelming number of points.
It is also different from the world rankings ranked from the points of previous years. Sometimes called "True First Place".
"I haven't been in a game in a while."
Tongue length that shivers your voice.
The main position of "Man With A Thousand Wounds On His Back" is as a lawyer. Travel the world and compete in games on a whim.
It wasn't until a few years ago that he swept the world. The points that arose around that time were enormous, and the cumulative number one seat still remains unshakable.
"Last year's fever, maybe he came out knowing that"
Perhaps his interest is last year's overall winner. It must have been that woman who was a fierce spinning move and won without a single struggle.
So the supermature woman laughs, feeling good.
"I don't have anything for you, I would have eaten it. Sounds good."
The world's largest World Champion is easily absent, whether it's an A-level tournament or not. No longer, I guess I'm losing interest in ranking.
But apart from what you do and what others do.
"Other than myself, I Kick Invitations to the Grand Slam of the Four Games"
That middle-aged man would never have thought of such a thing. That was painful for a super mature woman.
"Well, let's go on."
Change your expression and open your mouth again.
"His first hand was Tengen."
"... Heavenly"
To that word, the tongue length that swallows the spit.
A Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Hea There are many people who decide on the inner front or the back of the diagonal, and as a beginner I don't see it first.
"I thought you were right there."
Super mature woman with her eyes gently lowered and nodding. He felt worthy of his first hand, a king who had absolute confidence in his own power.
"Here's what I do against it. Next to him, this depth at this angle."
The old woman makes a ring with her left finger and moves back and forth with her right index finger poked in. The figure was the educator himself who taught and guided the way forward.
"Dear Dean, what are the intentions in this hand?
Dean grips his right index finger with his left hand.
"It's a fabric stone, if you don't keep it tight here, they'll go in the back with both hands. I didn't want them to take the horns."
A younger brother who embarks on a table and has a fever to consider. The Virgin can't keep up with the story and just smiles as she keeps her weight on her back.
Around the middle of the consideration as well. Master Tongue holds his fist with his mouth and looks up at the master with a rugged look.
"... something is wrong. It's like this game, it's not a serious battle"
Supermature woman shaking her neck vertically with a bitter expression in the words of her disciple.
"Have you noticed? Yes, it's not a battle. It's instruction."
Totally ridiculous talk. Keep going, exhale loudly.
"I didn't know until I was on my way."
You must have remembered, your face is heavily distorted.
"His hitter wasn't like killing him with a single stab. It was my hand to gauge how this one works."
Release the combined fingers and fists that are gripped hard on the table.
"When you realized it, you got blood on your head. This year, and I retired once. You're kidding me about coaching."
But there he shrugged his shoulders and took a bigger, deeper sigh earlier.
"But I couldn't, I couldn't make you mean it."
Coach your opponent in the finals of the four Grand Slams. On a very different level, Master Tongue seemed distracted.
I manage to regain my mind and utter words.
"Instruction, so did the game last up to a full time limit"
An old woman who makes her expression rude again and shakes her head to the left and right.
"It was instruction until we gave up. After that, it was just fun."
"Enjoy, is it?
To the tongue length that rounds her eyes, the supermature woman nods.
"I can't win no matter how, I ran out of strength. That's why I threw it, but you didn't forgive me."
With a hot breath, he exhales words.
"It kept spinning at its limit until near the end of the time limit"
With memories, Zhu shines on his cheeks and the temperature of his breath rises more and more.
"I was going crazy. I screamed and screamed at him to stop him from stabbing him, but even if he bled, he couldn't stop laughing, he was smiling with a sketchy face."
Again, sigh from the back of your lungs.
"The wounds on his back must have gone up like this."
Super mature woman to finish the story. Neither the tongue chief nor the Virgin could speak a word often.
"Lightning, where Reaper has faded and risen instead. And a new play called Sin and Punishment."
Dear Tongue Length, who keeps her body on her back and opens her mouth.
"Come here even more and compete for the world's # 1 World Champion in search of good enemies"
There is also the return of the legendary Legend of the Eastern Country, which is in front of us. The tongue-in-law's voice was shaking.
"Is the Hanayo Realm trying to make a big move?"
Nodding loudly, the supermature adds.
"Besides, some kingdom women aren't in the game. You'd have been hit, too, wouldn't you?
Reminds me, and further tongue lengths that color out of my expression.
She was beaten to death by that woman who only seemed to break the dojo. I haven't been able to come back from heaven for three days.
"After that, he said he had mastered the moves. It's a big deal."
In the words of a master who does not praise many people, the tongue length looks down and bites his lips.
"The news hasn't arrived in the meantime, and I've been able to put my shoulders on the target. Thank you."
The supermature woman looks up and laughs luxuriously. Then when he returns his expression, he embarks on himself and puts his hand on his tongue-length shoulder.
"Unlike my point of view, they were men. I'd love to play against you someday, you'd think so too, wouldn't you?
The tone is mild, but it's amazing being put on.
"Don't run away from a strong enemy."
The disciple, Master Tongue, has an accurate insight into the thoughts of the master. Make your expression even tougher and hold both hands hard.
The Virgin who saw it only gave a slightly bewildered grin.