When I went back to the party venue, I encountered another rare landscape.
Is there someone involved with the emperor?
"Sasa sasa sasa sasa! Your Majesty! Thank you for your dedication!
He says something like that and gives it a drink.
You're a little too familiar, though there's no disrespect in what you've done, is there?
Who is it, that Osama?
"That's a good drink! That's a genius who makes you a champion of the earth and sounds like the Four Seas! His Majesty the Emperor Herod! You Hanuman chief Seiten! I will impress you with all my heart!
Osama was the owner of a physique that was more than average in the world, the point being he was a big man.
That fine body.
It's no better than our giant bragging gushi?
No. Win?
And that's not only unusual, it's strangely hairy all over.
Miasai is stretched to the jaw, and all kinds of hairs are stretched to the chest hair.
It's strange because I don't have a bad impression of it.
"Slightly extravagant... wild shot...!?"
The powerful from all over the world, who met this evening for the basic twelve apostolic revelations, will be present.
The aristocratic royalty, for example, would be the primary.
But I didn't know that hairy old man had your kind of character...!?
"Sassasa, Your Majesty! How about this distilled liquor next!? Hmm, what a dedication from the North! The prestige of the Empire has swept all over the land!... No, but carrying it directly to the mouth of His Majesty the Emperor is horrible! Let's start with this Hanuma clan chief Seiten as a poison looker! What! For the safety of His Majesty the Emperor, this life is cheap! Goc Goc Goc Goc Goc!!"
And Osama sips a trumpet of distilled liquor from the North.
Straight.
Hey, what's Osama doing partitioning all this flow by himself?
You look like you're lifting and the Emperor's leaving you.
"Ah, ah, that man...!?"
Forte, who came back to the venue with me, was circling his eyes.
This is the wind that knows how to see that unique Osama.
"Forte, who is that Osama? You know that, right?
"Well, if I didn't know, I'd be a problem man. That's what a man should be called a resentful enemy who wants to ignore or not forget. We have fought in the Lobos for centuries. It's also dirty to put it in your mouth......!
That's how while Forte was in a lot......
"Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck!!"
Another new character.
"Oyaji! You idiot!!"
"Ohhhh!?"
Hit him!?
I hit him without hesitation!?
I don't know, but it's in front of the Emperor! Don't do anything too abrupt!?
"My apologies, Your Majesty! Our stupid father took a crude phase!
Who will say so and fully apologize to the Emperor?
It was Saraka.
His first name is Sarah Casal, the fifth apostle of the Twelve.
Beat the mysterious Osama and blow him away.
Then rush back to the Emperor. And further excuses.
"My apologies, Your Majesty! Our idiot jerk is tamed!
"That's not what I feel. Don't deal with all kinds of people for the rest of your position. I'm used to freaks, too."
"Our idiot jerk got put in the freak category duh!?"
Saraka holding her head.
"Is this……!?"
"That weird, hairy big man is the chief Seiten of our Lobos, the Hanuma. He's also Saraka's father."
Oh, no. Like you said somewhere about that?
Saraka was a princess, too.
"A clan that roots high mountains, it was invaded by empires, just like us, and gave in. Saraka was also sent as a hostage at that time..."
The border between Forte and Saraka is similar in that way.
Is that why the two of them stick together and collide with each other?
"I guess he was still summoned to the Twelve Apostolic Disclosures, as a representative of the Hanuman tribe"
So he was so familiar with the emperor.
Is it audacious or audacious?
I don't know who I am.
"I apologize for my daughter's misconduct, Your Majesty! By the way, you gave our daughter a big place! That's right, your eyes are high! Saraka is my proud daughter! We pride ourselves on being the best in the world, not just in the three countries, in terms of volume and strength! It is my Hanuma pride that my daughter can help His Majesty the Emperor!
"Stop it, Oyazi!? Go home already!?"
Saraka feels like a child who has trouble with his parents during a class visit.
"……… Mother."
"Whoa?"
"Do you understand? You do everything you can to worship the Emperor, don't you?
"Do we have to go that far...!?"
"That's diplomacy."
When I realized it, I had a Forte mother who had confronted me outside until just now.
Well, is she coming back here, too?
"The Hanuma tribe…, wherever they go, they catch their eye. What a devilish bunch of them...!?"
"I have to give up there already. I'm the one who caused it…………………"
Well, you've been saying that for a long time.
Forte and Saraka, it's like a rivalry with a clan guru.
"Our Lobos and Saraka Hanuma have been fighting for centuries. We're meadows, they're mountains. The living area is definitely different, but the boundaries are bordering. There have been many disputes because of it."
"If I lived in the same meadow, I'd settle for it and destroy it, but if they run deep into the mountains, I can't chase them. And vice versa. I've been fighting sloppily for hundreds of years without even settling down like that..."
It was not either of the two males but the empire that came from outside that put an end to the battle.
The Empire filled the mountains and meadows with the power of the Beast Demon and an overwhelming number of violence, subjugating the two battle races.
He said it was almost simultaneously incorporated into the empire just because it was a rival tribe bordered by the living areas.
"But the head of the Hanuma tribe is thoughtful or not lost in the charm!?"
Even now, Hanuma chief Seiten and I treat each other like friends with the Emperor…….
I finally put my hand around my shoulder!?
"Oh, is that a kind of genius?
Treat everyone familiarly and become friends at some point.
It would be disrespectful to reject them if they did it poorly, but it is fine to say that it is art that can go into the other person's nostalgia without being thought of as such.
Is it a question of voice brightness or expression?
Anyway, Saraka's father, Seiten.
There is no doubt that he is a terrible opponent from a different point of view than force or something.
"By the way, Emperor?
"Don't say it, Emperor!? Sin of disrespect!
My daughter Saraka really has a terrible heart.
"I heard there was a zilla person here, who was it? Could I introduce one from His Majesty the Emperor?
"Hmm?"
Emperor who has been but remains. I finally get a reaction here.
"I can't believe you're interested in him. He's a pretty eye-catching guy. Now, where are you...?
The emperor's gaze looks around him.
I thought about hiding because it seemed obviously troublesome, but my eyes met perfectly before that.
"Whoa. That's the twelfth apostle, Girat. Say hello and do as you please."
"Thank you for keeping me connected. I thank His Majesty for the breadth of his heart."
Thanking Saraka's father well.
Then he walks toward us.
"What's wrong, Oyazi? What can I do for Zilla?
Saraka follows after that with confusion.
Because it's in front of my parents?
The odd feeling that she doesn't have the usual is fresh.
And the emperor had just moved on to his next opponent's attraction as if he had been freed from trouble.
And appeared before my eyes, Father.
I found him to be a big man even from a distance, but close range makes him more and more overwhelming.
Even the same big man feels more overwhelmed than Gasi. Was it brewed by age?
"Are you Zilla……………?
"Yes, it is, though?
Me answering freaking out.
But why my name? I think Greyluga is a better celebrity than I am a freshman apostle?
"Quick, but let's have him die."
"Why?!?"
Deployment is too fast beyond my understanding.