Under the blue skies of early summer, a stage like an outdoor concert set in Wangdu Central Square.
On the stage stands an old man with drooping eyes who says he is the prime minister, saying some tough greetings.
What is happening is a 'welcome ceremony'. It was extended, but the Virgin of the Eastern Country is finally returning home.
(Is that the Virgin?)
I sit in the cockpit of Old Lady, an old lady on one knee in the southeast corner of the square, looking over the heads of many folks.
She was about a high school girl with a princess cut, smiling and shaking hands with her grandfather in an upright outfit. That's probably His Majesty the King.
I'd like to introduce you to the Guardian Knight.
After the two of them leave, the Chancellor tells his hand of the short wand of loud magic, Wand. Accompanied by it, a Grade A knight stood up slowly on one knee by the stage.
(Yikes! King of Two Blades (Vikings))
I, the named parent, scream the knight's name in my heart.
The deep blue chest armor opens smoothly and the pilot, who took it a step forward, thanked him. It is a cornell in a costume with a decorative shoulder tag.
(You're different than usual)
Honestly, not a neat face.
But a cool grin filled with confidence makes you feel the prestige of the Knights of the Kingdom number three. I didn't think he was the same person as' Skewered Whirlwind ', which stretches under his nose and chills the sideline.
The introduction continues, followed by Grade B, southwest of Central Square, in the opposite corner of the old lady Old Lady.
(Looks good)
What emerged from inside was a beautiful boy with no multiplication. I was a classmate at the pilots' school, a nobleman.
When the women blurt just to show themselves, thanking them with graceful manners, yellow screams rise eamingly.
Knowing the secret, I snorted at the way it was.
(You're getting a lot more colour)
It would be Cornell's influence.
The aristocratic child is a virgin, but not a virgin. Even beautiful boys have been skewered and turned many times by their defensive bosses.
You must get plenty of fun during your return trip to and from the eastern country.
Plus a one-horse class B gets up, but he wasn't the pilot he knew.
(All right, the ceremony is over)
Me and the old lady, The Old Lady, are here because they are the preacher's escorts who tell 'Sin and Punishment' to the East Country. But they will not be called names like the sons of nobles.
It would be the difference between kingdom knights and folk knights.
(I don't like greeting you in front of a lot of people, so I don't mind that)
If you were just sitting in the cockpit the whole time, wouldn't you have had to do something else to dress up?
Just in case I thought about it, I went in front of the mirror late at night, smiling and thanking him. I want that effort back.
After that, he was led by a minisca women's marching band with thick thighs, heading south down Main Street and outside Wang Capital. That's where I first met the preacher.
"The activity of the Merchant Guild Knight has been heard by me too. It would be an honor to escort you."
Coming for a handshake with a smile is a disappointingly fit middle-aged man.
Though I say hello back in the grip, I never felt like I'd met this person somewhere.
"Is it a surprise that the preacher of sin and punishment is a man?
I guess that's how you got my look at digging back into your memory. You're used to being told, you keep grinning uncontrollably.
Stop scooping your brain and switch your thoughts to you.
(Actually, I thought you were a plain boy, too)
In a crimson butterfly mask, exceptional whipping. And don't miss the boiling of the guests, the sense of waxing like melted butter.
There is also a shocking debut in the divine game, with the name 'King of Plain Children' selling best.
I'll tell you what, the preacher's old man explained.
"She is an excellent queen, but not fit to teach people"
When juniors beg to teach, they say, 'Let yourself be in the darkness of your heart' or something, and they don't have anyone who understands it. I guess he's more of a sensory genius skin than reason.
They say this old man is taking on the Queen's upbringing in Casabel in one hand.
(SM play is now taking place in many stores. Still, I guess it's due to the power of this old man that Casabel is out of his mind)
I see. Nodding that he's a big man, he gets a voice from the side calling the preacher's old man.
Turn around and a young man in a concierge uniform was running in a hurry.
"Excuse me. Something seems to have gone wrong."
The old man apologizes and starts talking to his brother. I can't hear you very well, but apparently it's about the Queen's education.
Say yes, yes, bro, and keep your head up and down again and again. At the end of the day, bow your head deep to me and you will return to the capital.
Towards that back, the old man threw words out loud.
"Pain and fever make sure those who do. Keep in mind that sin and punishment are never one-sided plays!
Me watching away, but the way I say it now fits something in my memory. Audio emerges from the depths with video.
"If you do business unregistered, it's a felony. Beat it in your head that this isn't your country!
The gates of a city much smaller than the Wang capital. So a guard with a heartbeat spoke up and told me.
This interaction is just after I moved into this world. It's definitely from the entrance to Landburn, the first person in the house.
(This old man, he's a Landburn gatekeeper!
A suspicious person who can't prove his identity, that he's here to sell potions.
Such a friendly middle-aged guard who gave me permission to enter the city and even advised me to sign up for the Merchant Guild.
(Over there, you don't seem to notice.)
For me, it's a big event I can't forget. But for the keeper of the gate, it would be one of the everyday events.
(Life, there's a lot going on)
Landburn is already imperial territory. The old man who was guarding there must have lost his job, too.
That's what we're going to do now on behalf of the country to pass on 'Sin and Punishment' to other countries.
I wouldn't be sorry for something like a torrent. For once, I want to hear about its turbulent life.
'Prepare yourself because you're leaving,' a nearby soldier told me, as I put my thoughts into the wonders of man's world.
Copy that.
Answer me, I'm a knight, and the preacher's old man gets in the carriage.
Soon the leading blue A walked out, and we were at the end of the line.
And this one, in the carriage.
The preacher's old man swoops into emotion as he sees the walls of the King's capital flowing behind him.
(I didn't know I'd be chosen as a messenger to another country)
As Tauro expected, this old man was originally a guard. He was a gatekeeper and policeman with a lot of loyalty to the country.
(... I don't know)
Distort your face, too bitter a regret.
When the Knights of the Kingdom were defeated in the Landburn match and the Imperial soldiers came snowflakes all over the city, they couldn't stand the fear and fled first.
a cowardly act while serving to protect people. I have no excuse for myself.
"Ugh!
Memories of the time flash back and my mind screams unbearably.
In the end, I was captured by Imperial soldiers when I left the city.
After his neck and both wrists were fixed by a single tree, he was taken to a meeting room like a conference room.
(Large for the interrogation room. And that's the stage?
Behind the room was a staircase of height, a table as low as a knee, arranged about five sideways.
(Grunts)
They take a frontal position and fasten it on a platform with a low wooden cover.
I can't move in a painful position.
(What the hell is this?
Gaze at each other with four other prisoners of your own. I can't speak out because I had a monkey bite.
Eventually the stage curtain is unloaded once and raised after quite some time. What I saw beyond the curtain was a dozen men relaxing with their drinks in one hand.
What is it?
Still, I didn't understand what was about to begin.
It was by the word 'defeat rape' that I found out about a grown man with short gray hair who turns his back here.
"I'm a man! Stop it!"
Past memories make me scream at myself now.
A hairy, thick arm that is vividly remembered for pushing your head to the lower table.
A hard shell like steel enters his butt instead and spits out a hot bullet.
"... stop it, stop it already. Please."
Injury treatment potion for immediate injection if scratches occur. I can't give it while I'm resting.
If the number of people increased, they were also asked to serve with their mouths.
And it lasted until a truce was reached and the prisoners were freed.
(That's punishment. to my sins for abandoning and fleeing)
Sleepy and cold sweating, scratching his own trembling body in the carriage.
Chosen preacher of sin and punishment, this old man.
With what thoughts did you climb into your present position? Perhaps the matter will not be told to Tauro.
A royal castle just north of Wangdu Central Square. Its eastern neighbor is the kingdom's highest school, the Royal School of Magic.
White Asia building with many spires. A skinny, middle-aged man walked down the hallway, leaning his mouth louder than usual.
His name is Termano. He became a billboard professor at the School of Magic and is a well-called pharmacist with the best in the country.
(Why don't you let me grow it so easily? That's Ambrosia)
His colleagues were focusing their efforts on growing Ambrosia from the seeds they got. A professor of pharmacology told me about it.
"No matter how you exhaust your hands, it will not be greater than the state of the bilobes immediately after germination"
And the troubled professor of pharmacology grabbed both shoulders of Termano, and said, "Tighten up the student who brought Ambrosia, and let him spit his way in."
(What a weak-hearted man. Is that body like a bear only apparent?)
I remember an earlier exchange and exhale loudly as I shook my head to the left and right.
Termano is not going to ask the then student, the Exploding Dressed Bottom Sister, who is now his assistant. It is personal liberty to keep it a secret, and I believe that it must not be encroached upon.
"We are scholars. Instead of trying to take the answer with violence, shouldn't we seek it with our own intelligence?
A mouth bend that tumbled Professor Bear with sharp leg payments after he said it away in a contemptuous tone. He went on to kick his mandible with a stiff shoe tip and knocked it out.
I will not condone it.
'Respect him who seeks. Whoever takes it will be punished severely.'
This is his motto.
(But I guess that bear was also hunted down and lost his peace. As long as cultivation moves forward, it should go back to normal)
I wish I could give you some advice for that, but unfortunately my major is potion. I have no knowledge of growing plants.
Put your hand on your chin with a rugged look and bend your mouth to the structural limits. At that time, the sound of the bell rang in the school.
(... it's evening already. I have to go home early today)
Return to your own lab and start taking care of yourself. And when I speak to the students who still remain, I set off for the pleasure district in a light foothold.
The destination is Jaanne.
Termano germinated in Phantom First Food (Unicorn) and cultivated by 'Seniors'. It had fallen completely into place, and it was coming through twice a week.
The cost of playing your three families is broken, but I don't care about the mouth bend, a high-ranking pharmacist.
"Whoa, are you here? I've been waiting."
When I entered the store and headed to the counter, the "senior" I had booked showed up.
Short lightly wavy hair, wild in tricks and language. When I first met him, I thought he was scared.
In fact, she was a lovely, well-looked after woman.
"It's totally splendid. Hey."
Seniors narrowing their eyes as they shower down their mouth bent groins. Previously, bent mushrooms peeled into bent mushrooms by gaining experience.
'Thanks to the seniors,' Termano says, laughing at the lights but not at full capacity.
"All right, I'll lend you my chest. Come on."
Thumbs the bed after using the bath towel to draw water.
They fell on white sheets, and Termano borrowed everything but his chest.
"You're smart. You remember all the places I reacted. I keep my arms up every time."
Regular and rough breaths, praised by seniors.
"I'm afraid. Sooner or later, I'll analyze all the seniors and show you."
Seniors laughing back at the words of their juniors trying to go after their goals, 'Whoa, hey'.
But strength is still history. He groaned from his crooked mouth and also leaked to his lower mouth.
"You want to keep going next? Do you want to pull it out once and rest?
Asked, Termano chose to rest. Even as he slowly begins to pull out, his senior face distorts along the way.
"Yours is a crook, so be careful. Don't play it at the end."
To the words, he felt at will what it meant to say 'Do it', the moment he fell out of his lower mouth, tapping him to rub his hard nose directly above his mouth using a bend.
"Holy shit, you bastard. Wow, that's so sweet."
I trembled beneath my senior's navel, so I was sure I could reward him with an arrow. Wipe the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand, while seeing your curved mushrooms with fullness.
At that time a small amount of water erupted like clams from the lower mouth of the seniors and was hung in several portions into mushrooms. If I saw your face, you would have had a sensory shake back because you were pulling your mouth tied to bear it.
(... this is)
That's a very normal sight. But in Termano's brain, which was becoming a wise man, two irrelevant links together with thunder light.
(Water in mushrooms. Potion to Ambrosia!
It's just a thought. But now he felt as if it was a great discovery.
"Thanks to seniors!
Even though he gets his shoulder grabbed and even rocked looking excited, seniors don't know what it's about. Only stare back with blurred eyes, with doubts in your head.
And a few days later, the bear-like professor of pharmacology expressed his apology and gratitude to Termano.
Meanwhile, this is the Virgin's line that leaves the King's Capital and takes the streets east.
Only the queue of important people, stop on the shoulder of the road to the regular golem carriage to give way.
For this reason his legs were fast and he reached the city on the south bank of the lake in the evening, despite his departure after noon.
(I didn't think I could do it when I saw the plans. Is this what happened?)
I think while I get an old lady "Old Lady" on one knee outside the city.
Compared to regular golem carriages, there was about a difference between route buses and emergency vehicles.
I'm a camper here.
The city's best inn is accommodated by the Virgin and the Bishop, as well as three Cornells from the escort. The preacher's old man is a falling inn.
If I wanted to stay, I could have booked next time. But I didn't.
(Something's going to stink)
If there's a dinner party or something, I'm in trouble.
The table manners I remember are only minimal. You'll just be ashamed to get tired, even when you're out in the crowd of national guests.
That is why he chose the camp on the grounds of perimeter vigilance.
(Only tonight anyway)
Tomorrow afternoon we will break up at the border and return to the King's Capital. The speed of the old lady Old Lady will get you home in the evening.
If you have to, some moves are to cross the lake with a hover.
(Episcopal city. Ah. I would have liked to go)
As originally planned, I will accompany you to the capital of the eastern country. After a few days of sightseeing, I was supposed to stop by and go back.
But because of the warcraft that traveled the streets, he was unable to stay away for long periods of time.
"The Knights of the Kingdom are concerned. After entering the eastern country, they will replace the escort."
These are the words of a goblin guild leader. Perhaps around Cornell took care of it as a thank you for the awoke watch job the other day.
But as far as I'm concerned, I'm sorry I wanted to take a trip abroad.
Do you think it's the next time?
Sitting in the cockpit of the old lady "Old Lady" on a high platform with a view of the lake to the north, I think if you look at the lake with the stars and moon.
The meal, by the way, is a sandwich that a boy came from the city to sell. One big one with a pile of meat and vegetables.
The taste is good, but the difficulty is that the utensils are worn out and spilled.
(... lake hey)
Think and flush things over coffee. In the midst of a big chorus of semi-season rain-like frogs, the night went by late.
The night dawns, and the line of the Virgin stands the city. And after noon, we arrive at the border with the country to the east, as planned.
It is familiar to Cornell and the aristocratic children, near the place where they fought the self-proclaimed wise.
Me and the old lady, The Old Lady, say goodbye to everyone here.
"I'm sorry, thank you."
Connect the old lady's "Old Lady" external voice and ask Cornell for the preacher.
I don't have to apologize, but it's like lube.
In position, a deep blue class A snorts at Eagle Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep A Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep A Deep Deep
(Come on, you'll have a bath first when you get home)
It was a good thing I couldn't see it from the outside, but I was the one making a big stretch in the cockpit.