Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

"Ouch...... can we move on? Don't say anything unnecessary about hibiscus!

The sun color is just silent.

Look at that, Anold opens his eyes uncommonly. I guess it's strange that day colors are usually quiet to argue against tyranny.

"Actually, Master, I'd like to ask you about the war."

Larasyk then pointing his mouth in a grumpy manner at once. At the same time stare at Guillaume and Anold.

"Are you guys going to war or something?

"Huh? Oh, no, that's not it... if that's what the master says, then the war will start"

"Nothing to begin with, I guess we'll be at the border by now"

"Seriously! So what happens to this country?

"Saana."

"Come on, Master..."

"What's started can't be helped, can it? Or Anold, why don't you go to the border now and convince the king?

"Yes, no, that's..."

It is normal for Anold, who is only a one-time adventurer, to be heard no matter what he says. But when it comes to the question of what kind of face you don't eat like this is a good one, it seems different, too.

The sun color is listening to the conversation between the two of them, feeling that the stories they hear from the fairies are realistic.

"I just have to be. War goes on as long as one of us doesn't give up. Anyway, the Demon Clan won't give up the Beast Clan."

"But hey, it's war, right? The world's gonna be rough, right?

"Well, if we keep going to war, we'll never know it's over. The days of battle will last."

"You did say border now..."

Anold took the map out of his nose and checked it.

"[Gedurt's Bridge] or... if the Kings cross here, it's a real war..."

"Yes, and it will begin soon."

When Larasyk says that to Anold's grunt, Muir looks sad.

"Why... are we going to war...?

"Muir......"

Anold puts his hand on her head. I saw how it went. Larasyk tells me to make fun of it.

"Well, if you look like that, you really look like your daughter."

"Naturally. Muir is my daughter."

"... heh"

Lara Seek looks somewhat impressed.

"You mean you've grown a little, Anold boy."

"Well, I'm thirty-three years old."

"Hahaha! Right, well, you're that old too!

Look at her grinning with her belly. Anold has a jitty eye.

"Wasn't the master invited to war more than that?

"Oh? Of course you've been invited. You've decided, haven't you? Who the hell do you think you are?

"... so you said you didn't go?

"I'm not interested in losing."

"Losing... you don't know that."

"You know it's up to you, who do you think you are?

It is the second time. I guess I have absolute confidence in myself for the rest of my life.

Well, a glimpse of that strength convinces me of the day color as well.

"... Ha, but you have a chance. The king isn't stupid enough to start a fight, is he?

"Well, I guess the king has an idea. Try following my fucking brother."

"Is your brother there?

"Oh, I guess I had a fucking brother in the first place so I could step into the war"

"Well, he's the one who inspired me to knit the Cosmetics."

When the suncolors are tilting their necks without knowing what they're talking about, the anode that notices it makes them look sorry and bitter.

"Bad bad, my master's brother is a researcher in this country. He's the one who inspired us to create the Decorative Arts that beasts use."

"That's this bracelet... but"

That said, I show you the bracelet Larasyk has fitted in his right wrist.

That was the same bracelet Anold and Muir were doing. Looks like Larasyk's brother made that bracelet.

"Are you sure it's The Unnamed Bracelet...?

"Oh, if I could make a pact with the Spirit, I'd have a name for it."

Anold, who had signed with the Spirit of the Wind, had been renamed "Bracelet of the Wind", and Muir, who had signed with the Spirit of Thunder, had been renamed "Bracelet of Thunder".

"It was the Cosmetic Art that created this and sublimated it as a technique of battle. Oh, by the way, I knitted that masterpiece... so I'm this master."

I was honestly surprised by the words. The power of the Beast Man to fight in place of magic.

I wasn't convinced that she was the one in front of me who knitted it out.

(No, given the move just now...)

The sun color reminds me of earlier and gives me a bitter look as I put my arms together and watch Larasyk proudly chested.

"Uncle, you were an amazing man's apprentice!

Muir is moved and happy with both hands together.

"Nahahahahahahaha! More praise, miss! There's nothing out there!

I laugh at Larasyk in a good mood. Did Anold get embarrassed or cheek.

"... is that so, Master? That was a long time ago, but how do you know you're gonna lose? There's also a masters knitted masterpiece, and you don't know if you're going to win or lose, do you?

"Are you nuts?

"Ba, idiot!?

Anold listens back unexpectedly in a sudden tantrum.

"Sure, I can't use magic. I'm proud to say that" Decorative Arts "is such a substitute for" Demons "that I can't overlook them."

"Well, then."

"Still, history is different from magic"

"Different history?

"I see. The young -"

When I was about to say it, Larasyk's eyes glowed creepy with Kieran, so I decided I had no choice but to rephrase it in order to move on.

"... that little rabbit"

"In other words, that's it!

Anold gets stuck and puts in a penetration. But Larasyk, the person of the day, laughed out the next moment, as a pocan as he was poked into the void.

"Nahahahahahahahahahaha! I would certainly rephrase that, you blind little brat!

She has a stomach because she seems to have a crush on her bump. I frown not knowing what's wrong with the sun color. The Anolds, who suddenly saw Larasyk laughing out, are also tilting their necks.

"Nahaha! You're an interesting kid! Well, don't call me that. Except for the young lady and Lori, I'll forgive you."

"Well, you're too big a vessel to be Osama's master."

"What do you mean, Kola!

"Naturally! Don't compare me to Osama like Anold Boy."

"Hey, hey master!?

You're obviously older, but I can't tell you that, Anold. Because I'm sure I'll start kissing the floor again.

"So? You wanted to say something, didn't you?

Ignoring Anold, Larasyk asks the sun color. Interestingly, my cat's eyes narrow.

"Oh, magic is deep in history. It was studied from various directions and its power was also drilled. Compared to that, even if it's powerful, the Decorative Arts have been done recently, haven't they?

She said Larasyk knitted it up, but from what she says herself that she's over two hundred years old, I don't think she has that much history. Decide that it would be about a hundred to fifty years at most.

"In other words, if the power to fight also has something called experience, then there is a definite difference at that level. Aren't you still in the process of developing your costume?"

Hearing the sun-colored words, take a ha-ha breath and Anold stares at Larasyk. She was either admiring or "howling" at the thought of the sun color with her.

"Pretty smart, huh?... What was his name?

"... it's Hiiro Okamura"

"Okamura? That's an unusual name. From what I've seen, what are you, brothers and sisters or something?

Giggly Anold gets upset.

Larasyk realizes that the hair color sticking out of Muir's hat and the color of the sun are similar. No wonder they think you're brothers and sisters.

The sun opens its mouth to see how Anold is lost about what to answer.

"Same race, but not siblings."

"... Phew, same race... hey"

Lara Seek compares the two to explore something.

And when Larasyk laughs cously, he sends his gaze to the sun color again.

"Let's go. The boy is right. See, Anold?

"Er... The shallow history of" Cosmetic Arts "can't beat magic...?

"Of course, some of them use" masquerade "and find no less powerful than the magic used by" demons "."

"You're a master, aren't you?

"Well, you're a biological parent for once. And then there's the king..."

"Wait a minute! What about Three Beasts?

(Hmm? Jussi?

The sun color makes my eyebrows pick up when the word of interest comes out.

"The Three Beasts are still set, aren't they? If you let the eagle tell you, you're a hanata leech."

"Ha, Hanatare is the next best man after the king..."

Well, I understood the color of the sun when I heard Anold's words.

"Well, leave the Hannatales alone, there's one guy who can really handle" Cosmetic Arts ". Of all the guys who are going to war right now. You think those guys can beat the 'Demon Clan', which is so overflowing with more than first-rate magic users?

Anold couldn't argue with the word either. Indeed, the Cosmetic Art he also uses is powerful.

But it's not completely usable. That, she said, is something she can say to almost everyone.

There is no way such people can beat the 'demon tribe' who treat the magic that has been drilled in their long history like hands and feet, she says. I also think that the view is extremely authentic.

"Fast, fast. It's too early to set things up with them."

He put on the white coat that had been placed on the bed, put his hand in his pocket, and sat back in the chair as Larasyk gently shook his neck to the left and right as he sighed.

A moment of silence flows.

The air is heavy and the atmosphere is not such that it opens its mouth in a wide way.

Among other things,

"Wow. You know what? What are you guys doing here after all?

Asking questions while stretching like you slept, like blowing tension, is Larasyk sitting back in his chair with a flutter.

"He said he was here to ask you about the war, is that really all?

"Uh... well, actually, Master, I have a little favor to ask you..."

"What is it?

I'm talking about this girl.

Anold puts his hand over Possus Muir's head.

"Are you sure it's Muir? What's wrong with that girl?

"Yes, I want my master to work out"

"Huh!?

It was Muir who made the sobering noise. I wouldn't have voiced it because I don't like it. It feels like I never dreamed that Anold's master would teach me.

But I see. Certainly Anold said he had someone to meet for Muir as well. So that was Larasyk.

You think Muir might be able to be strong too, he's got a surprise half-expected half-expected look on his face.

"No, no, no, no, no."

But when I came home, the answer was no. Muir drops his shoulder in dismay.

"Such a master! Please! Look, even honey's been struggling to get, right? You liked him, didn't you? Alcohol made with that nectar! I will definitely make it!

"As it is, but... no, it would be different from this! You must have ignored the eagle's words in the first place! I didn't even get in touch with you. I thought you'd come home all of a sudden, and you told me to take care of the kid, you're kidding!

I'm sure she's right. That's why Anold can't get out strong.

But Anold fully acknowledges her strength, as well as her leadership. If I teach her, I am sure Muir can be strong for sure.

"I was young then, or I wanted to test my strengths..."

"Hmm, you can still say that a lot when it comes to blue hanatare!

"Ko, this is still getting a little stronger! So even the eyes you see are going to grow quite a bit!

"... ho"

Larasyk's eyes glow suspiciously.

"Then it's a condition."

"I can't believe we're going to King Tree on this stream."

Anold said with a bold head, the name of the destination he was going to head to.

"The King Tree is inhabited by royalty, isn't it, uncle?"

"Wow, this is where the Beast King, Lady Leo Wood King, is."

The people of this country are building trees as bases of life, so there is no house made of stone like a human continent, etc. It's all trees.

And "King Tree" means the same thing as a royal castle, the place where royalty lives.

"In other words, my master said something strange to me."

The reason I was to go to The King Tree was because Larasyk gave me the conditions to disciple Muir. It exists in The King's Tree, "Get something." It's one of the quests.

She said if I could get a brilliant hold of that, I'd make you my apprentice.

Plus...

'Cause this is just a test for the lady. If you guys give me a hand, I'll disqualify you. "

Such conditions were also imposed. Muir is a bad liar, so if Larasyk asks, it's very likely that the fact that he lent a hand will come to light. That's why it's not easy to help.

"But well, I wasn't expecting a hiccup to follow me, either. What kind of wind is that?

"Osama did say there was someone who wanted to see King Tree, too, didn't he?

"Oh, sort of."

"I was a little interested in what the hell he was like, and even if he stayed like that, he was going to fit that little rabbit in with a questioning attack."

It's dangerous to be beside a guy like that chunk of curiosity. It would be troublesome if Boro got out and found out he wasn't the Beast Man, and this is how I went outside with the Anolds.

"Uncle, do you even know someone royal?

"No, no, not royalty, I need help with the guy who works there. When I get here, I'll say hello."

Anold says it looks dizzy, but somewhat nostalgia is seeping out of the ends of the word. It's not like you never want to see me.

Two soldier-like figures stood at the entrance to the King Tree, which is a fusion of several large trees. I just said chirping gatekeeper.

"Excuse me."

When Anold speaks that way, the two gatekeepers put up a spear in their hand, staring at him with sharp eyes, and their surprised gaze is also pointed at the suncolors.

"Who is it?

Naturally, this is where the king lives, so there's no way to be alarmed.

Now in war, they're tingling somewhat. He doesn't have the same attitude toward his enemies because he's the same beast man, but he looks questionable for a sudden visit.

"I'm not a suspicious person. I just wanted to ask you something, and I'm here."

"What do you want to ask...... so?

I stare from the zickle toe to the head and open my tease mouth so that I value Anold.

"It's an emergency. You can't allow the King Tree people to talk to you, can you?

"I am well aware that it is an emergency. But I'd like you to just listen to me."

"... who do you want to talk to?

"That's right -"

At that time, I heard a tremendous amount of footsteps pounding heavily on the earth called Dadda, Dadda, Dadda, from afar.

And - dogga!?

"Gube!?

Surprisingly, Anold was hit hard in the face with a knee kick by someone who suddenly showed up and blew it away. Roll the ground like it's funny at an awesome speed.

It's as if he was stuck out of a running car. It's a fierce roundabout.

And then I hit the tree that was ahead of me doggone and finally stopped.

"Ohh, uncle!?

Muir screams with her eyelids wide open. The soldiers are also frozen in time to see what happened.

Winkaa is impressed with "ooh" for some reason.

"... dead?

The sun color speaks ominous things, but a glance at Anold shifts his gaze straight to the person who appeared. The person is revealing his anger with blue bars on his forehead.

"Ma'am! How long have you been flirting? You big idiot anordo!

Purple smoke rises into the sky from the cigarette that is sandwiched in your lips.

An animal man of a woman with the same hairline as Anold.

She is quite a beautiful woman, but she felt terribly uncomfortable because she had the same winning eyes as him and quite a successful body, wearing made-up clothes on top of it.

Anold answers in a fading consciousness, looking at the woman staring at him with her arms together, shaking her voice.

"... hey... sister... honey..."

There was too much distance from Anold to sound like the sun color, but Muir seemed to hear it, looking around the two of them alternately -

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?

And it represented a consternation. The soldiers, who had watched the previous exchanges in silence, kept their mouths open with similar surprises.

"Don't introduce me, it's my - it's my sister"

Anold introduces the suncolors as he rubs his reddish nose painfully.

"I don't know if there's such a tricky introduction!

Pocan - No, he gets hit in the head with a gotun, and Anold opens his distance from her sassy as he holds his head down.

"Yes, it would hurt!

"Suppose the adventurer says something! I'll blow you away!

He was blown away with or without it, Anold said, but he mumbles about whether he thinks he'll be blown away again if he speaks of it.

"Oh, um..."

One of the soldiers asks to be frightened, but when he sees it, Anold's sister answers lightly with her hands up.

"Oh, these kids are fine. This is Atashi's stupid brother, and these kids seem to be with him, so let them through."

"Were you! Then I have nothing to complain about. Go ahead."

The soldier smiled at me when he said so and let me through the entrance. The sun color leads and observes Anold's sister entering the "King Tree" from behind.

(You're Osama's sister... you're a lot trusted)

Otherwise, I don't think we can pass those who came from outside during this war to where the royal family lives.

No, it wouldn't normally come in this easy, even if it wasn't in time of war. Yet being let through with a crane's voice means nothing more than that she is in a position of trust.

It was like a small dining room that was put through. There are about three tables made of wood, and behind the counter is something like a kitchen.

Each of the suncolors hips down on the chair in the shape that surrounds the desk.

"I'm gonna get the cold one out right now, so I'm gonna wait for you."

I walk up to the kitchen laughing nicely.

Same blue hair as Anold. Unlike Anold with short hair, he wraps his long hair around his head.

His face is neat and tall. The tail, which seems to be pleasant to the touch, is also moving with Uneune.

A being who deserves to be called a beautiful woman.

But the maid who works with cigarettes is also fresh.

There's just one thing that bothers me. It's over her head.

(... none)

She's as deaf as Anold is.

You noticed the sun-colored gaze, and Anold smiles bitterly as he cheeks.

"Have you noticed?

"About what?

I'm not going to pursue it, so I deceive you.

But it moves Anold's mouth the opposite of such a day-colored thought.

"Don't get me wrong, okay? You're not an ex-slave."

Day color that moves the eyebrows picturesque.

I know that Anold lost his ear because he was being enslaved by humans. So I was guessing that her lack of ears was because she was in the same situation.

I'm sure you don't want to remember the past, and I wasn't going to ask you because it's neither this one nor something that makes me feel good.

But the idea was denied. Then I was a little concerned about why, but I wouldn't say anything from the sun color. Does Anold not intend to answer any more, either, or cut his gaze?

"Ho, wait"

Anold's sister brought me a glass in the basin for a number of people.

"[PACION] Special - it's" The Stewards "!

A beverage with a clear, empty color. If you look closely, you can see countless bubbles in the liquid.

(No way is this!? Ngu.................. it's a cider)

That's exactly what happened. It's called carbonation. It was shocking in a good way because I didn't think I could come into this world and mouth cider.

Goku Goku Goku and the colour of the day that makes a delicious sound and drinks it all at once.

Just right microcarbonation, very refreshing throat

"Oh, that's a nice drink, you! Drink as much as you like."

Anold's sister laughs happily as she shows her teeth.

"Replacement"

That said, the sun color just sticks out the glass.

She also likes Muir and Winkaa and drinks them deliciously.

You don't like Hanemaru very much. He was shaking his body with a blurb, a little tongued and surprised.

Anold's sister, who came with a change for the sun color, similarly sits in a chair with a cigarette in her hand and smoke out of her lungs.

"First of all, yes. Can you tell me about those kids, Anold?

"Oh, this incredibly cute, never painful or itchy girl in her eyes, is Muir Castreia"

Anold introduces his eyes sparkling. The same introduction.

"Mu, it's Muir! Nice to meet you, uncle's sister!

"Haha, you can live about me, Muir, nice to meet you"

"Oh, yes, well... Mr. Live"

Seeing her say it with some embarrassment and moziness, the concert erupts pussy.

"Ahaha, what the hell! This kid is cute! Where did you pick it up, Anold?

I stroke Muir's head a little extravagantly as I say so.

Muir's head shakes with it, but she never seems to feel bad either.

"By the way, Anold, what was your introduction? When Lori..."

"Because it's not! Muir is my daughter! The blood isn't connected, but it's between the child and the parent!

You thought it would just be depressing if my sister told me the same thing as the sun color until he got ahead of me.

"What is it? Right. I'm so hot, I just thought I'd grab my pretty daughter and raise her to my liking and then harvest her later!

"What's that livestock business! I don't think so! You think my little brother would do that!

"Ahaha, I'm just kidding. About half?"

"I was half serious. Take it!?

It was Anold, who was mentally badly injured by his sister's words.

I look at Anold dropping his gut and shoulders and spit and bump cigarette smoke.

"Hooray! What the fuck!

"Look, what about that kid over there?

"Oh, oh, you did. Koch is nicely invincible, the most powerful beautiful girl Wincaa Gio, and this little one is everyone's healing, Hanemaru."

"Mmm...... nice to meet you. Call me Wi?

"Unh-unh!"

"Ha-ha-ha, I knew Anold, you're Lori -"

"So it's because of the difference. Absolutely! Sure, we both feel young, but I'm not keeping you company for a hobby!

"Mm-hmm? Did you?

"No. Yikes! I mean, shut the fuck up. No!

When the sun color jokes, he protests with a serious face.

"You have no choice. Then you should keep your mouth shut, too, that you're a pervert, huh?

"A, anold......?

"Chi, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Sister, it consists of a mistake! I'm normal, and I'm not a pervert!

"Um, this is delicious. Give me a change."

"What are you doing flat out, Kola?! I mean, this is what happened because of you!

That being said, I can't help but say that the "Schwartz" is gone.

"Ahaha! Wait a minute."

The concert brings me a change and I take my seat again. In the meantime, Anold has been staring at all the shootings, but the sun color remains a cool look.

"Sounds a lot like she's close, but is she Muir's brother or something?

Because it looks like Muir's day color, it would be extremely natural to reach that view.

"We're not getting along. And Muir's brother, too. Same race… but"

"Really?

"Oh, he's called Hiiro Okamura. Above"

"No, it's a much lighter introduction."

I'm also letting my cheeks pull a little on the introduction, which is just too sloppy.

"But you're an unfathomable child."

The sun colour is flushing carbonation down my throat in a heartbeat. It doesn't show up on my face, but I'm definitely impressed. To meet carbonation.

(Hmm, if you incorporate fruit or something into this... kukukukuku)

I couldn't help but think of a way to make use of carbonation in my head and I get a zero grin, but the concert I saw it asks Anold softly.

"Is she okay? Are you laughing at something?

"Oh, oh, it happens sometimes. Leave him alone. I don't think it's dangerous..."

"Oh, yeah? By the way, you, this is how you come back when you think you left all of a sudden, and your people are with you. No way. It's not a war, is it?

Until then, the gentle sight is turned and a sharp light is emitted.

"Oh, no. Sure, I was worried about the war, but I didn't come here because I thought you'd join me. I was hoping to get my master to do some archery."

"Hmm? Some kid over there called Hiiro?

"I'm not gonna take that kind of trouble."

"... let's see"

"Sounds like it. So another wi...... is that it? What about her?"

"Oh, no, you did. What about Wi?

Speaking of which, I wasn't talking about Winkaa in the future.

"and your information, gather"

"And?

Live tilts his neck, but Anold explains about Winkaa somehow handkerchiefed and wiped his tears out.

"Let's see. I'm not looking for a father far away. Isn't that a good story? Oh, you shouldn't. I haven't been crying lately because of my age."

Apparently, he's a pretty humane person.

"What was that father's name, by the way?

"Kuzel...... right?

"Kuzel? Kuzel hey... that's a name I've heard of somewhere"

"Really?"

The brilliance of Winkaa's eyes increases.

"Uh-huh, you can't. I've been forgetting a lot lately because of my age."

"Sister, that's all I've been doing since just now"

"Shut up. You have no choice, do you? Sorry, I'll tell you as soon as I remember."

"Yeah, thanks live"

Live snorts loudly with a nicotine grin.

"Did you show these kids around the country?

"I'm still on my way. I wanted to see you again because I had a purpose to be here for a little while."

"I'm big!

Gotsung, fistbones fall on Anold's head again.

"Yikes, it hurts!?

"Patience!

I think it hurt pretty bad because it sounded pretty good.

But he said, "The Japanese know that meeting her was one of their purposes."

Maybe I can't say that because it still stinks in front of my sister.

"Damn...... by the way, what about your sister?