Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

"- Is it adhesion?"

King Collard, listening to me, groaned with a bitter face.

"Damn. Looks like I've been Zubuzub for a long time. Between pirates and Quito officials."

The wrinkles between King Collard's eyebrows deepen in my words, shrugging his shoulders gently.

Then in more detail, that day, I heard from a man with a taste of piracy - I didn't torture him or anything else, I just heard him out with the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye). Shadow Lang and some enthusiasts were delighted to wait for a collection of such evil hobby tools that were available where, such as "Faralis Bull", "Ten Disc (Soba) Board", "Iron Virgin", "Skull Crusher", "Pear of Distress", "Inquisition Chair", "Cradle of Judah", "Crocodile Pench" and so on?! - I put that into my mouth again.

Firstly, a pirate with a rare name such as "Seamount Cats", but this was originally a large group of pirates (I caught it at its most extreme end), consisting of one large ship as its core and a few other small and medium-sized ships with fast legs.

So, the way these guys did it was cunning, not simply attacking merchant ships and carriers, but sniffing snot at most local officials and gaining freedom of movement. In short, by crushing complaints from victims and under-declaring pirate victimization against the country, officials regularly received expensive sleeves from pirates according to their profits, which they had put into their nostalgia.

Furthermore, officials and pirates apparently had taken "if you pay a fixed amount of money, don't attack merchant ships or villages," such as luxury merchants and nets, to make them supply the gold.

They've had that relationship for years, but they've come here and changed the wind direction.

Firstly, the intensification of the transaction itself with Amitia and Cres fitting together under the umbrella of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson, which led to an increase in the number of ships of foreign registry other than those belonging to the old city of Quito, made the pirate damage that had been concealed a tabernacle.

Secondly, the rise of pirates aboard the example 'Red-sailed Magic Guided Ship', which seems to be caused by the fact that pirates expelled from the northern territories have flown, become saturated and are no longer in control.

"And you can't forgive me. I can't believe an official who should have taken the initiative and followed the law was bribed for doing a back deal with a pirate!

Levan outraged with his right-hand fist, pussied against his left palm.

"Not at all. This, for one thing, is all about my immorality. - Sire, I am truly sorry."

King Collard stands up with a bitter look on his face and bows his head.

"Oh, no! I didn't say I was responsible for King Collard..."

In conjunction with Levan, who waved both hands in a hurry, I also waved a hilarious hand in the form of 'Never Mind'.

"Right. In terms of who's worst, he's a pirate and a crime scene person. Mostly, if it's managerial, Boomerang will come back to me eventually."

"That said, as soon as possible, Quito must have access to the audit and severely punish all those who thoroughly involved."

King Collard, who thanked him, once again ran out of words about his seat in a resolute tone.

You'll be wielding quite a bit of a daze then, but I'd love for you to do the best you can.

"Right. Oh... and I crushed the 'Seamount Cats' and stuff that night, and I confiscated the treasures they had collected, so use them to make up for the victims whenever possible.

For more information, I think we caught the pirate's best balls and the executives in the basement of Kitto's villa, and our lovers are practicing their hobbies, so I decided to have them confirmed that way.... Ma'am, I can't replace a dead man's life. "

I felt thirsty, so when I drank out the blood that had been poured into the glass, Heaven poured out an alternative.

"... Your Majesty, when will I ever see you angry, anything?

When she said it was an ex-post debriefing, Empress Oriana, who had once again made time to show her face, asked as she peeked into this one's eyes as she forked apart today's confectionery strudel and zach torte.

That's sharp, that's right.

Though I thought I'd fall in love, the three glances prompted me, and I opened my mouth.

"I mean angry... I guess I was reluctant to add or subtract my stupidity, or make it into the sweetness of the outlook"

"What does that mean?

Take a bite of Zach Torte...... As soon as possible, Oriana overlaps her doubts as she brightens her eyes and transports them to her pakupaku mouth.

Are you seriously willing to ask...?

"It's the dining room we were talking about earlier, but it looks like there was a well-known anonymous harassment, and in the end, the store closes in a couple of days, and the owners' couple are missing. - From there, it turns out that the adhesion with this official is a potato ceremony, but the official seeking protection was the same hole as the pirate, so it will be."

"... that's another story you can't afford."

and it was Levan who clouded his face.

"No, well... again, I'd like to believe that it's not the worst case because some people seem to have seen the general pull her luggage and run away at night with her husband with all her household belongings and tools -"

"Do you also want to search here and provide protection?

I appreciate the generosity of King Collard for saying so, but I shook my head sideways.

"No, there was definitely my mess, but I'm not going to interfere with other people's lives with Darkless Arrow Cod. They have their thoughts and their lives."

"Right. We in the Exchange are responsible for sheltering the peace and security of our people, because that is what we intercede in the framework of what we call the State. If you abuse power for a particular individual, whether that is by analogy an action from good will or vice versa, you would call it discrimination. It seems cold, but an individual's life is inherently the responsibility of that individual."

Levan bites into a split story that looks like Oriana.

"It seems to me like the arrogance of a human being living a privileged life. I don't know how spicy it is to crawl through the ground and live through tomorrow's food, so I can tell you by looking down from the top like that."

"That would be an arrogant idea."

Oriana put the finished fork on the cake plate with a noise.

"Can you be responsible for the life of every citizen of your country? Isn't the people of Ichii still alive, even if they mourn and live their lives every day?!? That's because they have the hope that maybe, it would be our mission not to turn off those lamps of hope!

I saw King Collard's face, somewhat detoxified by the confusion between these two.

He was also grinning bitterly in the face of 'Good Lord'. Though there are differences of opinion, there's no way you can have one shoulder, just the truth.

"Well, because God can't be himself. We can't be almighty, but still, it doesn't mean we're incompetent. Then just do as much as you can."

"You're right."

King Collard agreed with my words, summing up the story, in order to change the air of a place that was about to become vicious, and somehow the story came together.

Nevertheless, humans are the same thing in every world.

If Mr. Daebuta calls himself 'God' anyway, just make a world like paradise... incompetent.

And there he was smugly moaning, a beautiful black young man wearing a veil with gray hair - the speckled dove (but) (human form) of the thirteenth demon general, came in stiff footsteps.

"Welcome, excuse me."

"What's up, Spotted Pigeon, what's the rush?

For the inquiry of heaven, a speckled dove nodding gently.

"Yes, about the pirates in the example, but also the shadows… and the torture done under the guidance of the officer in charge… No, in answer to our enthusiastic question, they made a really interesting statement"

In the meantime, I decided not to let the scratch in, and I decided to listen to the contents of the report.

"First of all, about the adhesive structure with the government constitution, this is an example of the 'Red Sail Pirates' - well, not calling themselves, but like the other names other pirates call them - imitation of the modus operandi carried out, which also seems to be a poor quality monkey imitation"

"So the" Red Sail Pirates "in the main house are going more massively?

To my doubts, the speckled pigeon agrees "naturally".

"It almost looks like they're taking over the whole country and selling out even more of the small, peripheral countries from right to left"

Without wishing it were just that much of a big story on the scale, the four former heads of state are all aligned to gaze seriously at the neat face that can be described as the gloss of a speckled dove with a face that says it's half-hearted.

"Every country is another big pirate on a much larger scale."

"Still, it sounds a lot like a waste of time selling off the state you got on purpose, just like that?

"No," King Collard speculated toward Levan, who twisted his neck.

"I guess pirates are originally unwilling to run the state. If there was a buyer, it would be more certain that they would just sell it. … and in case there is a more favorable buyer, you can strike it down again and sell it away."

"Well, it's basically like we illegally invade another country under a big name. I mean, it's better to assume there's a state-like power, the pirate."

Sure. After all, I wonder what the pirate is like.

"By the way, it's that 'Red Sail Pirates' and the puppet state they're based in -"

The speckled pigeon's gaze was directed at Oriana.

"It's with the Northwestern colonial power of the Grawior Empire, Inyulia."

The gaze of everyone who was short-lived and breathtaking concentrated on Oriana.

"... No way, such a stupid thing..."

Oriana moaned with her eyes wide open.

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"Welcome home, sir"

A fancy fitting bunny girl - quite a pretty girl around the age of 18 from the Hagi tribe, a small-time head - bows her head to the captain of The Red Sail Pirates, who has returned to the ship aboard a horseman (a horned beast resembling a ton of Todo).

He was greeted - turban wrapped around his habitual redhead, brown skin upper body carved with silver tattoos, and a sharp, eye-catching young man, just wearing red chocks, placed a box of hard oak trees on the floor that he had in his hand.

"Look, it's the Southern spice (spice) I wanted. This is the price you can buy one ship for, so it sounds like an idiot."

In contrast to the young man on the top of the Buddha, the girl grinned as if the flowers were corny.

"Oh, I can't believe you have so many different kinds! Thank you, sir!

You've been invited by that voice, a lot of people and about 30 sailors come out on deck.

For some reason, they were all just beautiful women and girls from their late teens to their mid-20s.

In addition to spices (spices), other colleagues, such as precious metals and foreign costumes donated as a gift, are whispering and changing the color of their eyes to indulge in each other (?) From them, slightly away - somehow my daughters occupied the living room and left me carrying a grief like a father with no place to stay on my back - the young man lowered his back to the fringe and looked beyond the horizon with a distant eye.

"Why are all the pirate sailors but me women? Impossible, normal."

The youth could not contain a mix of bitterness in their own voices that whined.

"It's still, 'The ocean of the world is my ocean. All the women in the world belong to me! I don't want no bastards!' Isn't it caused by the fact that it's been proclaimed on a daily basis?

The young man scratched his head 27615; to the words of the girl with the small-head who had come by at some point.

"That's right, but that would be a private story! At work, a bald-headed lieutenant with an eye patch on one eye, or a favorite guy with prosthetic legs on one leg, cemented his side and said, 'All right! Bastards, let's go!' Or so it would be the pirates doing it! What is this high school position for women?!"

"Again, that's not even in my mind"

Is it an attribute of the Beast Nation, or a girl who, if she does, in a familiar tone, smiles at the cry of the soul of a young man?

"'Harlem is a man's dream! Now it's time to go for it, Leah! I'll be King Harlem!!" You were screaming when you helped me out of The Seamount Cats. "

"... youthful. I'm reflecting now."

"I don't care what you say with your mouth, but last night I put the head of the engine in bed -"

"Become! How do you know?!"

"That's a small boat."

A disappointing girl who hangs after a drooling young man.

"It could be a woman's ordeal here. Next time we go ashore, we'll come to the Sea God..."

A young man who tried to change the subject, realizing he couldn't win with his mouth, but the girl slapped her knee pounding on the words.

"Yes, Donna, the fortune-teller, said, but soon your husband should note from 'Stabbed by the Moon Goddess'. If you want to go, the Moon Goddess is better."

"What, what the hell?

"Come on? Isn't it a metaphor for someone to be stabbed in the back by a deceitful woman?

Even when they said that, I had a feeling... the young man, too many and full of hindsight, accidentally strayed from his gaze.

"At best then, you must apologize sincerely."

Pushing a final thought, the girl went back to the group where her companions stood.

The young man, finally open, groans once again as he looks at the horizon with his pioneered face.

- The moon goddess.

I know if you're a man who calls himself God... well, the intrigue would be divination.

I decided not to care and went back onboard.