Welcome back, the day I learned to thank them for the nostalgia.
"Belle, it's a loot."
and for the souvenirs offered.
"Wow... wow...! Stardust is blinking on the surface...!! Looks like cider bubbles! It's so beautiful."
"It's a star bell stone. Write this as a star bell. What's so great about this stone..."
Bounce the surface, kins… kins, kans, and. For a bouncing cool sound, iron harp melody.
"When it strikes, it makes a beautiful bell sound. And take this..."
Caress the sky.
As the particles of light dance, give out a wand.
—— Ah... I feel like I'm looking at something I shouldn't... (Xx;)
If you don't mind my heart like that, stroke the precious stone that emits a burning aura from the tip of the curve and disappear. Inserting the star bell stone now introduced there, Mr. Rex makes two noises on the spot with Shan, Shan.
Then stroke the saves and weave in the magic as if to harmony, silence on the spot for a while.
Yeah, I seem convinced, give it to me, give it to me.
"... uh... this... even if it wasn't, Mr. Arias' wand or something..."
"Never mind."
………
Hey, no!? I care!! There, I care so much!!! ((|||| |||))
"If Bell has it, it's a White Asian wand. Yeah, it goes well with stones."
Blue-green, purple clams let the white light play, peaches, oranges, deep red yellow, trace amounts of canes that instantly get stones, by Mr. Rex's whining, were altered from wooden.
"What, what, what!?
Funny how he looks at me when I'm alone in a grip without knowing why.
Hands, I was offered, of course, to the right of the dominant hand. Mr. Rex twists up the hand he took and draws a formation in his palm to manipulate something. Try to remember to disappear, and if you think so as they say, the cane of the white trunk held in with your left arm disappears. Try to remember to leave, if you keep telling me and think about it, the White Ash wand that appears suddenly is unintentionally gripped in my right hand.
What is this, like a sage specification...... And if you have a far eye.
"It's a farewell from me. A wand that listens to" wishes ”and“ prayers ”as basic performance. Depending on how you use it, the shield is enough to prevent the attack unleashed by Turris Poda's Eela. Extensive healing magic activation to the point of pouring into a single country. Well, there's no use in this day and age. So I kept it so I could use simple spiritual magic as an easy place. The rest is magic, surprisingly convenient, isn't it?
On the hufu conscious White Ash wand, the letters that stain the blurred head are inscribed [Prayer wand]. It's my first experience, but is this the description of what the world says about the item? [Sage wand based on Arias' wand…] Various. Yeah, I can't afford to lend it to someone else. It says I'm the only one who can use it... but I can't lend it.
In the first place, Mr. Rex said, "Depends on how you use it." What the hell is that? Let's use it? na, even a neck tilting event.
Plus, a massive healing magic activation to the point of pouring into a country?... really, what the hell, that. and the feeling of stronger expressive muscles.
By and large, the strangest part is that the Demon King “kept the Spirit Magic available”. Does the Demon King (you) and the Spirit King (he) make sense? Are you sure? Such, in a way, fine work like territorial aggression...... and.
Meanwhile, the magic and the doings of retaining sound, the point is voice recorders? … then thank you. I think I can make a lot of use of it, yeah.
That's why I summed it up.
Actually, I'll keep my low status quiet, which has transformed my profession, but is still going to make me cry. I even got a majestic wand that doesn't fit such a height, and my heart is full of sorry awkwardness...
—— No, seriously. Right. This is what the world calls item cheats.
Even as thoughts deviate strangely.
"Uh... uh... Domo Aligato Gozaimus"
Weird gaze, like a bear appeared under his eyes.
Even though it happened that way, despite it.
Here he is just KY activated. Sounds sincerely satisfied, oh, nods and smiles.
Then we prepare dinner from either side, as if nothing had happened.
It's like the quiet before the storm.
Three days pass without a thing.
In the meantime, the old stories of his memories, zeroed without other love, are all difficult stories to shape history. When you live as long as I do, you meet a lot of funny guys. That's more of a "sweetheart" than a "handsome man" to laugh at. Whether it's the Demon King of Fear or not, there are times when he basically switches quickly and is as serene in character as Mr. Arias or this life. He says it's one of his pleasures to meet such a fold, an intense personality. Break through the limits of perception of others. It's a good memory after all the stories that have been blown unexpectedly by the cool zero line.
By contrast, I wish I had stopped, and I regret that... there was a woman (one) who liked her, right? Oh, my God. That was an infinitely vulgar topic to think about right now, huh? It is a bitter bitter ~ memories stuck in my chest. He received the "about one I like" I threw and told me unending that it would not be so easy to meet him, because he had come in such a sweet glance that he was likely to misunderstand along with... After sticking your joke in like ~ ~ Obasan, well, yeah... half, yeah. Oh, I thought you'd come over here and have a 50-point favor with me. It is additional bitter memories that have made it a scene…... Nothing, I don't want to be in that relationship, but I thought we were friends... Now that I think about it, even half the favor has gone up, and I'm glad you did - I regret that you should have...
But who is the gentle demon king who asks me intriguingly about the world before me to spare time?
Finally, on the morning of the third day, this one wondered if I should or should not ask… he explained a little karaki of numerical conversion of intelligence without saying anything. Then also about the Demon King (himself) and the brave......
And on a quiet day, taking the simplest meal. I tried to make some tea after the meal, and with a dazzling glance, I was lured to the door.
As we face each other.
"Belle, I think it's time to go"
With the eyes of mercy that I have become accustomed to seeing, he casually zeroes.
"Apparently, they're picking me up."
And from that day on, whine about what I feared.
In a moment, he must have noticeably found Saah and her complexion inverted.
"Well, you have courage"
and.
Put it gently on your head with the pong.
"I was snorting, but that time... when I took him with Bell and flew out of Lisertia, I felt his sign nearby for the price. It wouldn't have taken an hour from that place."
and.
"... Huh?
and with zero amazement, a prank grin.
"Totally, but I think I need some time away."
"..."
"Nearly a month after that, as always, Bell likes that guy, doesn't he?
To the voice said with a bitter smile, the answer in me is, Jesus.
I thought of Mr. Chris, who said he was going back and didn't, sad and pitiful, or shot something in the eye... The complex maiden mind was a mess, but the supernatant that settled near dawn and caught my heart was really maiden, "I still like it”.
But, well, I think it's okay. It's not in person, even if it's revealed.
"... that's right. I tried so hard to forget, but it seemed like it was all for nothing after all, didn't it? You sound stupid, don't you? You think you still like it so much when it belongs to someone else, a woman? You really look like an idiot. I like it, I like it, I love it... yesterday, today, tomorrow... after all, I like Mr. Chris until I die.... I like you too much... I like you too much, I feel sorry for myself... eh"
Yeah, so I took control of the guy I tried to annotate.
"Yet...! People are so depressed! I'm crying for nothing or something!! What the hell are you doing now!? That, very important story!!
Oh, so, to someone who challenged Take Two.
"Ma'am, was that a calculation in time?... Could it be"
and.
—— Yeah, and a shot in the eye at the guy in front of me smiling......
Just for a moment, a noisy thought came to mind though.
Tong, and the person who stepped forward and made an appointment, chuckled, dropping a kiss on his forehead with a motion that sounded like a chump.
"See you, Belle ---"
Put me down stiff, someone twisted the door knob into the light.
In these dazzling, unexplained eyes, he carved his figure to disappear.
“A blessing from me. The transfer gates of [Boundary Forest (Limes Fleur)] were kept available ---"
Pick him up early.
And some fun voice that sounded.
There are signs of nostalgia in the feeling of stiffness.
"Ma, wait, Mr. Chris... Huh!!
This is a level 100 over dungeon.
—— We need to hurry!! You're gonna die!!?
It's not funny, it's dead...!! And this way, the demon king stepped over the door where people disappeared.
Please, don't come in so easily.
Behind me scratching the grass, perennial spring scenery, butterflies flew from the flower garden.
Running through the wind, the flowers scatter on the trees.
Tentoe worms, which I don't think are very level hundreds or dozens, or cute birds like Mezillo, spend a strange look at me walking through the woods. In the swamps where they really had to pass, they let us fly the giant lotus leaves that were swarming. Mixed with the lotus to capture a monster resembling the lotus, but apparently she captured another gain a while ago. Looks like I just started digesting and my thing was through.
—— God, thank you for giving me such skill.
I've never met him, but I shrugged in my heart.
I'm sure if he dies, he'll be in trouble ———. The reason is silent, but it seems to me. Think of such childhood words as childhood friends, when there is no other love.
Ish, you and I have grown up a lot. I didn't think the time would come for me to use this skill for someone else.
So, please, in time.
Mr. Chris, not yet, stay there---.
Please, please, keep it, heart.
Not if you're falling.
I want to live. Now it's time to join him. Decades in the crowd... and I want to see middle-aged fat, too.
Run through between the depressed trees of the spring scenery.
Oh, no, even then when I first exchanged words with him, it was in the woods, you know.
Something similar to the view floating behind my brain overlapped.
Doon!! explosion sound, then in a slightly open space.
"Mr. Chris!!
And of the sounded voice, what an unreliable sound.
The person chills his gaze between hairy giant spiders.
Apparently he renewed his will to fight, he just kicked the ground.
If it's not your fault, there's a blood mark from the cheek line.
A vivid look that prioritized sewing between your legs over an attack that was meant to be defeated.
—— This way! Come on, over here!!
It's a shame while I say it, and I'm brave enough to rush over there.
"Bellup!!
to an unchanging voice.
"Yes."
and overlapping painful sounds.
Good...! I made it...! He's alive properly, Mr. Chris!! and.
It's like a fantasy novel, where heroes and heroines hug each other.
Feel the spinning arm.
Put your left hand on his back.
-- [Prayer wand]!!
Please protect this person.
Moments, running around your head, a line of symbols of several words. I leaked it out of my mouth, but it's not my word, something.
"Scootum de Miglia Fortum"
If you interpret it with a different consciousness, it is called the Shield of Ten Thousand Wishes.
... Is that it? Is this, like, magic...?
Have such a calm self, in the rear of the person.
DODOOOOOOOOON!! and ringing, a fierce explosion of something.
"I wish the stars had fallen somewhere. Looks like another shooting star."
Zero a while ago, with that floating island girl's voice---.
Oh, I kind of miss it.
In the woods someday then, too. This is how you hug this guy. I saw a lot of stars, pouring from the sky.
What's a little different from that time is that you're holding me back.
And that my profession has been a little ranked up.
It's as low status as ever...
But.
Oh, I'm happy.
Now on par with this guy...... I feel like I could be on par, and ---.
I can use magic, or something. Isn't that strange? Mr. Chris.
Many meteorites have fallen from the sky against a demonic opponent like no other. Blast In this place, defensive magic that protects both of us.
"Belle, I missed you..."
and sounds, for the first time in a long time deeply good sound.
Wow, me too, if it's such an occasion, can I say...? and.
"... Ahhh... me too. I missed you, too, Mr. Chris..."
So, away for roughly a month.
Me and the brave Mr. Chris, at the entrance to the [border forest] where the flowers bloom.
For the time being, no one can blame you for meeting me and holding me hot.
They exchanged until each other's feelings----.