His movements from then on were astonishingly fast.
Mr. Kleis would like to dissolve this party for the brave members of the East. Thanks a lot for everything so far, everyone really got help. Tell everyone, including me, about your willingness and gratitude to be a solo, etc. Soon after this, Reps and Rice will return to their wives. Sorol and Beryl, me and Bell will send them off and talk jewelry. After that, I'm going to go out and find a town where I want to live with Bell---and I added that as well.
"That would be the best," Mr. Reps said, wondering if there would be a yes or no, and Mr. Rice also said, "That was really good. Now I can go back to Letticia with confidence". It was like I was the only one who was uncomfortable with a full laugh and a somewhat warm gaze.
In contrast, it was miscalculation when two boys and girls said, "Don't worry about us. He wants to stop in the blue (Wentos) before he goes back to his parents' house, and I still can't go back to the woods because I have more work left to do in the first place. Besides, if you want to stop in the elf, we'd better be alone. It's a racial problem, and it's less bothersome without Chris and the others". For reasons that convinced everyone, Mr. Chris would still have hesitated to release his two children onto the continent because he was worried even near inside Wentus. For once, though I've tried to talk.
"You know... do you think we're on this continent, some kind of rogue, who's reached level 90 by the grace of a brave man?
"... just in case, through the guild, I'm going to have Mr. Seleid contact me. I mean... well, actually, I've already heard from you... and, um, you know, you're picking me up or something..."
While Pokan to Shh, who rarely speaks long sentences, for some reason he did Knekneh shy of the last one, and Sorol looks at it disgustingly... or so through, and for that, he talks too much to Tong Clap. I was wondering what I would do with the three adults and me in the mess, and I said in Sorol, who got back on my mind, "So that's why. With one Wentus adult attached, the Chris and the others would be relieved," this story came to an end, albeit slightly forced.
Shush-chan stopped by a short while ago and whispered to me, adding that that's why he wanted to learn more about the details with the brave man, just in case. “Learn more” is going to be traumatic... Ha, and one shot, empty laugh. [Pillow-throwing for both of us tonight], told her such a code name, and Shrew, who had a good job, quickly left.
That night, the two pillow-throwing parties, mainly due to the embarrassment on my part, which is questioned by pure eyes (meh), will be one of the unforgettable memories of Marai Horn, my favorite pillow, becoming a strangle-eating feather and the cotton on his neck carving wrinkles close to severance. If you think about it often, the simple question to her men and women, who would not have benefited from a woman named her mother for a while, is that it was a lot convincing. In the meantime, we're not talking about a level where you can get answers so easily among your girlfriends!? And don't even talk to a man at the end just in case it matters the most, and that's why!? And, kindly, he said, "You're beautiful! Anyway, be careful ahead!?" and. Some tired memories are one I'm sure I won't forget......
As such, without waiting for the seventh day, the "Eastern Brave Party”, now the highest level on the continent, was lightly dissolved without leaving anyone to blame.
Apart from the amount of remuneration for work previously paid to individuals in the first few days, deposits that had been saved as party military funds were distributed, and we waited for the news that they had been successfully completed in the financial sector of the Alliance, which should be called the respective accounts.
For the dissolution of the party, only submit one piece of paper. This is a continental notification since the Alliance Commander of Liesertia raised it to the branch head of the Stellatian State and from the branch head to the Alliance headquarters. The conversation between the Adventurers' guilds in each country is simplified by a demonic prop that delivers a voice, like the one I've been using to communicate with Ish, and will probably reach the edge of the continent in less than two days. This doesn't mean that anything will happen in particular, but it's the dissolution of the brave party, so it will be rumored there for a while.
On that occasion, the four of them, with the exception of Mr. Chris, the brave man, were invited to be in the rankings of the Alliance. but Mr. Reps said so "because I'm old" and put in a no, and Mr. Rice seemed to put in a no without difficulty "I guess I'll be back in the country". Solol and Shush, how many are in the current situation? And he asked the question and said, "If it's just the level, it's close to the first place in the same rate", shook his neck sideways thoughtfully and said, "I can't, I can't" and refused. As a result, they all received S-rank certifications that in some cases allowed them to work at a position level, but were noted as "out of rank” without their will.
... Seeing this kind of flow sideways, there are actually surprisingly many out of rank people who have no will in person? He said he had to think. I wonder if you mean the invisible powerful. However, since we can then demonstrate the relentlessness of turning down requests from the Alliance… are people surprisingly responsible enough to fit into position? and.
I'm a little off the record, but that's it, spending three or four days in a small city. Upon notification that the process was over, both Mr. Reps and Mr. Rice were transported home one foot away.
The two of them completed their farewell greetings together in the inner circle in Central Square because the streets they should be headed toward were unfortunately the opposite. A few days later, after a nostalgic blue-haired Mr. Sereid came to greet the boy and girl with humility, Mr. Chris "asked" him to stroke his chest down.
Close to the blue, from the west street to the northeast, Shrew, who had been watching Mr. Sereid say so, finally, rushed here to spare his goodbyes and snuggled up in his ear.
"... me, chasing Seleid. See you later, Master."
And whisper.
Only at that moment, that must have put a beautiful smile on her cheek, the hunch of a future beauty. Surely, she rushes to the joyfully beloved.
Well, how does the person get out? Can Shush turn that guy around? And if you do your gaze over there, he'll have a deep silence. It was a tribute to my retained intelligence. It wasn't until a little later that I realized.
"Guys, he's gone."
The three people I dropped off disappeared and I still couldn't stomp in the sky above.
But you even guessed that, Mr. Chris, next door potpourri.
"It's time for us to leave too."
and then tangle and connect your fingers.
Kew, with strength.
"Yes."
And look up, Kiku, if you can get in.
There is no place for him to get used to, his handsome smile of bravery.
My heart is happy, as a faceless character became a smiling character and while I was surprised by such a change, I was able to be a couple with someone I loved.
How can I make this happiness?
Bad thoughts, fuzzy smiles.
Favorite stamped luxury leather bag (brand bag) on your right shoulder as usual.
Mr. Chris is an ordinary person with an even more skilled effect due to the lack of a large sword on his back that he lowered at the same time as being solo.
We became “normal couples” that we didn't know we were going to be if we didn't look away. That's why we left the city gates softly.
I left Resertia for a day.
The temple, finally unloaded by the Pope of the Reich, took three days of celebration of the example and was unloaded all over the continent.
Says.
A thousand years after the Great Sage fell, a new Sage was born on this continent.
The place is one of the southern islands. Inside the dungeon of [Boundary Forest].
This celebration will be an historic record.
But… the wise man is in the place, and he has been cut off from the news, the gods say.
I may be able to gauge what that means...
Let us, as messengers of God, celebrate for the wise.
I do not know his name yet, and wish him well ---.
In the meantime, it seems that the modern sage tentatively became… male,.