"............... Ahead, Maria and Hoffle?
"Yes, Master Rymond. It is to the left.
At the end of the open door was a door leading to a slightly darker basement.
At the end of the stairs the candlelight is shaking.
I glanced at Master Curilos.
"Come on, this way, please.
Foreword withdrawn. Hoffle is a pretty bad character guy.
It's hard to have a bad personality to shut down underground in such a difficult place to escape.
"His Highness Rymond. Stairs will be hard to get down. I'll give you a hug if you don't mind.
"............... right. Then please.
You don't want to leave me.
Then it would still have been better if Master Currillos had been held so that he could run without a heart.
"Oh, this. I can't help but notice.
"No, never mind. Now, Your Highness Rymond, if you'll excuse me.
He then goes down the stairs to the basement, held by Master Currillos.
The corridor in the basement was so clear that if I didn't know this was the basement, I wouldn't know it was a normal mansion hallway.
Carpet soft enough for your feet to sink in. A painting in the loose forehead of beautiful craftsmanship.
It just makes you feel like a haunted mansion for lack of light entering through the window.
Walking down that hallway for a while, Sergio stopped walking in front of one of the rooms.
"Maria here, and Hoffle?
In front of a heavy door. The stairs that connect the ground to the basement that came down earlier are far rear.
"It's the left. Please, open it and come in.
It is recommended that Sergio open the door with a smile and a good smile of people.
"Okay, I'll open it.
Master Currillos held me back tightly, then put his hand on the door and opened the door with a luxurious bah.
"So!!? Who's the first Lymond to use magic!!?!? How did it react!?
"That was so cute. I'll end up with a really adorable word about how you are happy to glimmer your jeweled eyes, such as when your wings float with flutter by your own hands.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!!!!! A painter!! Call the painter!!!! I need to get that up right away!!
"Um... I'd like to go home now.
"Say what!? Ever! Ever!! You must have been at Master Rymond's side!!!? Without extra Lady Lymond you know, from corner to corner, you can't go home until you tell this to me without extra!!!
"I want to go back.......... oh? To Master Rymond, Master Currillos?
Both me and Master Currillos forgot to move into the furious exchange that was going on in the room.
Maria, who sat on the only bed in the room, and Hoffle and the man who looked at her as she fell on the floor in front of the chair placed on that bed are terribly funny.
It takes Maria's voice to finally feel like time is back.
"Erm. Looks safe, good.
"Um, sorry for the inconvenience. I can't even return to the royal palace.
"Yeah. It happened, I thought.
For one second I wanted to make sure Maria wasn't hurt and slapped Master Curilos in the arm, just off the floor I got up and approached Maria while alerting Hoffle, who was tumbling beside the chair.
"Maria. Are you okay? Nothing's been done?
"Yeah. I was a little scared at first, but apparently you wanted to hear from Master Rymond.
And, as far as I can see there are no scratches on Maria's body laughing like a little trouble.
I'm not insensitive enough to touch a part hidden in my clothes by a boulder.
"By the way, how long has Hoffle been solidifying?
"Hih!?
Speaking to Hoffle, who was still motionless right next to the bed, a strange chirp sounded.
"Why did you take Maria?
I hope it doesn't move, pack the distance from Hoffle.
Though Hoffle made his body firmer, he would neither move from the spot nor open his mouth.
"... hey, you wouldn't know if you kept quiet, would you? Why did you pull Maria off my side? Answer me."
Approaching the front of his eyes, he looks up at Hoffle from his feet and inquires.
"Ah............ eh. Ugh...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"What? What are you trying to say? You don't know what to say, do you?
Hoffle's face stained blue and red within the mirror.
Observing that it is something that does something clever for a long time, such as rapidly changing complexion, Hoffle's round glasses are filled with glittering eyes,
"also..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
He gave me a happy look and collapsed on the spot.
"Oh, yeah...
Is that Chaos?