"I'm Arczain Rousseil. I've never seen you face to face like this, brave man of the east."
Did I do anything to resent this man for saying such a grudging word from the first voice? And. With the killer and the face emitted on the screen of memory, no, no doubt this man is the first person to meet. With the answers you gave in mind, which direction are you on the edge? and.
Now is the time to “take it for now", but I intend to do it without it. Occupational patterns and resentment are rare. Sometimes I get tangled up in this way. He seems to have forgotten a little… and focuses his feelings.
When he asked again, "What can I do for you?" with a voice containing affirmations, Arczain, the man who told him, made him even more angry.
"There's a lot, you idiot."
And throw up in anger.
"How hard Belle feels because of you"
Living in the royal palace... hateful.
The voice squeezed out continually passes through his ear as it is, and when Pickle and his body react to a name mixed with the first words, did he make him unnecessarily uncomfortable, or the man goes with his fever down.
"What happened to Bell?"
What goes by as I say.
Stay in a dim room, squatting lonely, far from normal, Belle knows where you are.
No way, is that real ---?
Look out for this one who's stunned. "Ha," the man maligned, "something, not anywhere," he said.
"Where is Bell now?"
If you ask the man in front of you, trying to calmly switch situations that make you look like a little fool.
"It's a prison," he throws up with an even more bitter face.
"... why are you in such a place?
If you get distracted and raise your tail.
"It's all your fault, though!
And he yelled at me by the head.
I wouldn't have done anything bad enough to turn that much hatred on you.
At least not to you. Clearly, I don't remember.
Hear the voice of this heart, which gradually becomes rough.
The man meditated unexpectedly and folded his honeysuckle anger slightly.
Guillaume, but I think I sound dark, open my dark eyes, and I hate you in the bottom of my heart. while putting him on the gaze he shoots at.
"If you can't protect me, give it back."
and roaring.
"If you don't like it, finish it."
and.
"Don't expect anything from Bell."
That, throw up a painful passion.
"He's being captured in Iglesia prison now. Of course it's a wrongful crime. The top of this country is involved."
Can you save Belle? ---?
"I'll try to save him."
And I'm taking you back to Chorustenia---.
Show such a clear will and throw up in hindsight.
This body as it is unilaterally said, honestly, stop moving to the will of the man, his relationship, and his own stray.
—— is that... how, what... is that?
Iglesia Prison... Speaking of which, in the prisons of Lagunesia.
Is the idea of being in the Wang capital an assumption?
I thought I'd go check it out… I was confused.
That man is someone Bell knows... and I don't know that I'm taking him home... Take me back...?
No, before that, he said he was guilty of a crime.
You mean that queen... will judge people for not being guilty?
Getting the bell out... proving you're innocent means...
Is it possible to do this yourself...? and.
If you can't protect it, give it back, and the man who said it will stay in your head.
If you don't like it, get it over with.
The last word stabs my chest that I can't expect from Belle.
No. Now. than that. We need to help her first.
Just in case. Just in case.
Have you entered this country in your guild, or confirm for now ---.
First of all, so. I guess from there.
We have to sort out the situation.
If you can't protect me, give it back, huh?
If you don't like it, why don't you finish it?
Don't make Belle have any expectations?
You don't have to tell me that ---.
"... Huh...!
From there on out, things are faint in my memory, things to check out, just a vague feeling like I ran to find out.
I didn't even remember what words were lined up, but there was no sign of her work to the Adventurer Alliance, which she showed me quite comfortably, even as proof of entry.
--…… did Bell not even enter the country in the first place?
and. Deplored in dismay...
The last mark is Irfasla. The last thing I saw was a border town.
That's how they were stopping the move. What did you think of this one, the redhead guild branch manager says, "Speaking of..."
A few days ago, I heard rumors that it was a border town. You think one young woman, who doesn't seem like a bad person, was pulled up by many soldiers and taken somewhere?
"Is this rumor likely to have anything to do with it?
Ask, the Branch Manager's eyes are strange.
You can't affirm it or deny it.
"It's possible, that's why..."
I shrugged like a solitaire.
"I didn't know that woman, Miss Berlina Lacotte, could be... hey"
The branch manager, whining even more with a slightly less toned appearance, then stood up softly on the spot after a short silence. I showed you something to show you, so it's time to go home. No matter what anyone asks, this one had a work meeting, let's just answer that. I'm going to look into this one a little independently. If there's anything I can grab... do I need to hear from you?
To that question, he replied, "Please…" with a plundering voice.
The branch manager of Lagunesia, who for some reason sneered and grinned,
"She's pretty good at it."
And returns words I'm not sure about.
I have a magic prop that delivers a voice to a distant opponent, and with my free hand, I have asked him to “go” and sign here twice. It was only a short time before dinner began that I left my guild on that street and arrived at the home of the Royal Castle to which it was addressed.
There is no way to officially lose sight of a colorful and stunning meal or to have an appetite. It seems that all sorts of conspiracies swirl, while riding in a natural conversation with the princess, who laid her back in a place called the Royal Palace.
Why is Bell in prison in your country?
You shouldn't ask for a detour, identify the air.
Look at the beautiful serving that doesn't feel like flavor or anything.
Speaking of which, Bell's meal would have a great effect.
Reminds me of one night.
Phew, and how did you see this one that soothed your mind?
The woman, facing without a minute's gap, showed a gentle grin with clear eyes everywhere.