It's all one flower.

On the opposite shore of the deserted island, the king's capital, Lacrimalis, was completely rested, leaving only a few lights on.

By the time Rourke and Klaus Tiger had finished clearing the magical tent, a small fishing boat had appeared.

Good evening, Bishop Fierca.

You said you weren't a priest anymore.

It contains a laugh that seems to tickle the voice of an elderly man.

Guru?

The former star Shirabe Sheetz whispered repeatedly, but no one explained.

The fishing boat stops slightly away from the shore.

I'll [jump] to the deck, so hold your hand together.

The hauler, Rourke, Sheetes, and Klaus Trafford, joined hands with Priest Reflexio.At the end of the chanting, the feel of the foot turned from soft sand to wooden deck.

The wind came out and there were some waves, but the small magic ship didn't shake at all.

When the captain cast a spell, the ship turned around and slipped over Lake Lacus without making any noise.

The wind that touches my cheeks gets stronger.

If it hadn't wobbled and the lights on the opposite shore hadn't grown louder, I wouldn't have noticed the ship moving.

Less than three minutes later, he got off at the pier in front of the Western Temple.

“Thank you. I'm sorry I'm late.”

No, I'm glad to see the cheerful face of Bishop Fierca after all this time.

"Good night."

The hauler Fierka waves with a bitter smile.All four thanked the fishermen, and waved until they could not see the boat.

"I took the pilgrim accommodation in the Western Temple."You can stay for free for a week. "

The former shrine official's hauler explained as he walked.

"I have to go home tonight."

Yes, I'll send it to you ~

Klaus Torah responded cheerfully to the sleeping priest in a common language.

Fierca guided her through a simple building lined with doors.

"There's no one else tonight, so you don't have to hide your voice."

Open two lined rooms and hang [lights] on each of the candlesticks on the wall.

"This is Rourke-kun." There she is, Mr. Sheetes.What's on the desk is something to trade for food. "

"Swap for food?"

"I'll explain tomorrow morning."

Roark approached the bewildered Arterians, and the five entered Sheetes' room.

There was a simple bed, a writing desk, and a chair.

Rourke carried the chair from the next room and recommended it to Fierca, the hauler.The two women sat down on chairs, the sheets on the couch, and Rourke and Priest Reflexio stood and leaned against the wall.

"Ah, I almost forgot. I put this in the data."

The carrier delivers the usual tablet to Roark.

Rourke hands the score to Priest Reflexio.

This is the [demon subduing (delicious) pupa].

“Thank you and I will take good care of it.”

A young priest in a slumber pushes an old piece of paper.I thanked them in common language and opened them with careful touches.

"This is the original lyric of this hymn."

Shall I try it?

Please.

Padre Reflexio was pleased to accept Klaus' offer.It seems that they have improved their listening skills in Hunanese.

Shirabe, the former star, looks at the young man who had just come silently in his sleeping form.

Klaus Stra stood up from her chair and stretched her spine to sing the curse song [Succubus Umami] in powerful words.The clear singing is enchanted, and the listener's body is covered with thin clothes.

At the end of the curse song, Klaus Torah sat down.

Sheetes clapped, but no one clapped their hands and looked around in disgust.

You're a good singer, aren't you?

Sing it, or it's a curse song.

Juka?

"This curse song, [Demon Subduing (Umami) Shield], thinly hangs [Amulet] and [Impact Resistance] on creatures in this world whose voices and magic power are within reach."It's better than nothing, but it's more convenient to have a large number of people at once. "

“And a hymn to the victory of Kirkuk.”

Padre Reflexio stepped away from the wall in a common language.As you correct your posture, you sing the same melody in the old common language.

"Precursor clasp, hiding iron clams, preventing demons from singing the song clams."

Hanging Devil's Hand Devil's Fang Obstruction Protecting Mu 'er 'er 'er 'er

Sharp Sharp Arrow of Inverted Tortoiseshell to Defend Against Demons of the Song

Warrior, guard and return the spirits, and protect the songs of the songs. "

The blood came out of the face of the former vigilante leader Sheetes.

It was a powerful male voice, but the song had no effect.

Waiting for the song to be finished, the former priest Fierka says.

Even with the same melody, if you sing in a common language without magic, it's just a song.

"Ah, uhm, maybe... a priest?"

So, are you an Artelian?

Ask questions about one common language with a common language with a beautiful pronunciation.

The former star Shirubetsu stands vigorously from the bedside table and advises the priest to sit halfway in Hunanese, where common language is mixed.Several times, the priest did not hesitate, and finally Rourke and the three of them sat down on the bed and settled down.

The priests name themselves in the common language.

"Once again, I come from the cathedral, and my name is Leflexio."

"Shh, priest, my name is... er... Sheetes"

The former star Shirube named him after the name he had just decided on, in an unbearable common language.

Klaus Torah stands in front of Priest Reflexio and points the phone at him.

Have you seen this?

"Yes, it's the Kono Sword."When I was in the cathedral, I had only seen very old objects that were rusty and decayed, but in the Artel republic, I was moved to see new objects forged and put to practical use every day. ”

The young priest shone his eyes and answered in the common language.

"I am very happy that the Dao of the Stars is still practiced today, and it was a privilege to be able to witness the awarding ceremony of the Hikino Sword at the Rufus Light Trail Church."

”This is a magic sword that when a powerful people grabs it, its magic power is filled and its sharpness is increased, activating the [Arrow of Light] and [Amulet] effects.”

When Klaus Torah explained in common and Hunanese, Seatets lost his complexion again.