No way Philia was betraying me and secretly summoned this man - I don't think so.
For once, he has a priori, so you should explore it just in case.
"What's wrong with Philia"
……
Slap your back fist into an invincible grin O'Drick.
Moment, Bisha! and a splash of red liquid on the wall.
"It's all blood now, but my teeth and tongue are gonna splash next."
While Odrick bled from the edge of his lips, he didn't try to erase his thin laughter.
Apparently, he's resistant to pain and suffering.
... a nasty opponent.
"Sorry, brave man. I've been trained to torture."
"How long will that strength last?"
"Forever and ever"
"Bullshit."
"Say anything. I can't give in until I rescue Philia."
"... saving Philia?
Odrick screams with his blood-running eyes.
"Yes! That one's a goddess! The Virgin of Salvation! That must not happen, such as being caught by an exotic yellow monkey!
"Uh, give me a minute. Who's the goddess?
"Dear Philia, it is up to you!
……
That diaper maniac Arafif woman?
If I can hold you from behind, you'll get a thousand favors, an older woman with special restraints for urinating?
of salvation...... saint...... woman......?
"Maybe you, you like philia?
O'Drick answers nothing.
But from the light that dwelt in his eyes he felt fierce hatred and jealousy.
"I see. Is that why you came here?... I'm telling you, I didn't force you to kidnap me, did I? He likes me, too. He stays at my house."
"Shut up! Lord Philia made you a noble child, the best cleric in the kingdom! That's what you are!
For this minute, it might be better to get the information involved with Phyllia.
When I dragged my smartphone out of my pocket, I shook it in front of O'Drick.
"You seem pretty familiar with the world over here, and you know what this is?
……
"No way. You don't know? Smartphones, tools that allow you to communicate with people you're away from."
……
"I'm gonna use this guy now to get in touch with Philia"
"Become...!
Operate the screen with one hand with an easily understandable and upset Odrick on his ass and launch an address book.
When you find the desired number, tap the Call button with your thumb.
After a while, Philia spoke out in a hurry.
"What is it, Lord Brave? I'm scared because I still know how sorry and fu are!? This doesn't explode on its own, does it?!?
"You're a grandmother... you're really vulnerable to electronics. I let you have it, so practice how you use it."
"Rude. I practice every day but I just don't get it in my head and I'm willing to learn '
"... well. You're not young anymore."
Odrick opens his eyes to the key-key and angry Philia voice.
"Phi, it's Master Phyllia's voice..."
I close my face to every smartphone to make it sound easy on O'Drick.
"Hey, I got a knight who says he's here to help you now, you know?
"You may recall if you say your name."
"Odrick."
'... who is it?
Oh, have you forgotten, Dear Philia...! and Odrick cries.
"Between the glances! I got a smile for you, O'Drick! Ahim's son's!
"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. You're that knight who always watched me from the corner. Were you here, too?
"Ooh... it's like a dream, such as exchanging words like this with Master Phyllia...!
I ask O'Drick a question, staring sideways.
"When you come with this Knight of the Royal Palace, you think I kidnapped you. Do something about it."
"It's also difficult..."
Beyond the screen, I felt a breathtaking sign that Philia was bewildered.
'Did you say O'Drick? I'm sorry, but I live with Lord Brave of my own free will. I'm not a pathetic hostage or anything, I'm a side room of Lord Brave.'
"It's a lie!
O'Dorrick's freaking out.
Torture in this direction seems to work easily for this man.
I close my smartphone to my mouth and whisper.
"He said he likes you. So I came all the way after you."
'... Oh, really?
"This kind of trouble, huh? You're my girl."
"Hey! How much, Kay, is that in public?"
"What? You're my woman, aren't you?
'... Yes'
It was done almost simultaneously with Phyllia affirming the smell and O'Drick pounding his forehead on the potty.
"What do you like about me, Philia?
"Uh, hey, what is it? Suddenly."
"Let me hear it. Shall we show reality to the ill-defined knight? I like Philia's hair and milk. And then there's the occasional maiden thing to show."
'Ha, I'm ashamed...'
"I told you, too. You tell me, too."
'... oh, um... I like the fact that you have a rough body and... dark hair and dark eyes. I kind of have a mysterious vibe. Oh, and I like the shallow face of the carvings because they look younger than old. And then I like the smell... I usually look delicate, but the oratory manhood I occasionally show is also bumpy... so just now, Lord Brave's livestock attitude is getting so cum... hey, I'm kind of excited'
"What are you so happy about, you?"
Kill him. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Kill me. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
and Odrick screams.
"Speaking of which, what do you think of a blonde blue-eyed man?
'Huh? I don't accept physiological though. If it's my local area, it's rolling all over it, and it's not funny at all.'
O'Dorrick, the blonde, is no longer breathing.
"What will you do, knight? If you don't throw up information, this hell is gonna go on forever, okay?
"... kill..."
He doesn't feel like cracking his mouth yet.
Can't help it, is it a last resort?
"You know what, Philia?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"I'm getting murky when I hear your voice, so why don't you give me one?
'- What?'
"Let me hear your pretty voice."
"Uh, Lord Brave?
"Think about me, say what you like about me, so that O'Dorrick can hear you too"
……
"You know what I mean? I'm upset right now. I can't forgive another man for trying to tell you. I want to remind you who you belong to."
I thought you'd be happy with the way I asked you to do it, but Philia's reaction...
"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Brave. Exactly. It's... '
"Oh, my God, can't you?"
Well, I had no choice, and the arrowhead that tried to pull back, Philia, threw the bomb at me unconstitutionally.
'No, the... Actually, just now, I just si... it's a little bit to go on and do a second...'
"To?"
'Sorry! If I held Lord Brave's pillow... I couldn't stand it...'
I could see Odrick peeling his white eyes.
"Hmm. I mean, you just played with one of my pillows, huh?
'... angry?
"Do you want me to tell you how you played"
"Beh, it's nothing normal, is it?
"So what's it like to be normal?"
"... uh, rubbing, or something"
"Rub? Where?
"... the sensitive part is all the way..."
Phyllia's voice is starting to get fever.
He's getting excited as he reports his dementia.
She is an insane woman who cannot even be placed in the wind of the Virgin.
"Did you just rub it? Anything else?
'... I sniffed or kissed'
"Calling my name?
'Ha, yes. How did you figure that out?
"Did it feel good?
"... awesome"
O'Drick no longer made it slight.
Maybe he's had a mental breakdown.