Leaving the country of falling-about the fact that he was the 4th granting surgeon in the world-

"It's a lie. I didn't learn that. Bastard, tell me it's a lie... tell me..."

With a flashy look, Mikael denies my words.

"I am, sooner or later, the man who binds Bernhardt...... Can this ever happen? Fucking accelerator!

At the end of the quote, when the guy who didn't teach himself knowledge was bad, he started transferring responsibility to Axel.

A good old adult says, "I don't know because I didn't learn"... don't you think it's pathetic?

I can't tell you how embarrassed I am about that.

"Other measures are nonsense, though."

"What no!?

To break his heart thoroughly, keep going and don't let it out.

Michaels, a lump of pride, will be overwhelmed with denial.

"So much so that you can trap an allied faction, in a situation that's getting into it, stampede that takes time to prepare or something sane?

"That's..."

I was in a hurry when I noticed the pseudo stampede, but when I thought calmly, this is a lower measure.

After you realize it, it's sweet when you have time left to take care of it.

The result theory is that his strategy gave us tons of experience and leveled us up.

Words such as giving salt to enemies.

It's better to use the enchanted dragon to ambush one important base at a time.

"Besides, I'm a granting magician. If you make enchanted gear, it will prevent as much stampede as you want."

"Knock..."

If I overmade it, I just avoided it because it was a post-war rights dispute and the Kingdom of Quor was about to collapse internally.

If I had no other hand, I would have done it.

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"Okay. I'll admit my mistake. So put that filth down. Please!"

He looked dissatisfied, so when I took Herbert's hipster in my hand again, his attitude changed dramatically.

Earlier, the Kusai attack seems to have been overwhelming.

That's right.

Admit your defeat and throw up information...

"I'm sure we'll do well next time. So grant magician, let me go! I'll be on your side! Buffet!?"

In so many words, I accidentally got my legs out.

"What are you doing!? This Mikael Alpha Bernhardt said he was going to cooperate with the lowly bastard.

"Brother, I'm sorry. My hand slipped."

With a big grilled gote, Esther, who grilled Mikael in the crotch, smiles adorably and apologizes to me.

Moving the body with the mozo and trying to escape the heat, Mikael can be beaten with a cote... no matter what you think, he's a convict.

Behind Esther, Ian and Nina hold the pench and wait for the order to slip their hands.

Your mouth is a disaster.

Go to hell with your mind, Mikael.

"It's troublesome when you're shocked to death, before you pull out any information. All three, make no mistake about adding or subtracting"

"" "Yes!

While Mikael is being punished by three people, contact Count Brand.

I want to send good news to the allies who are preventing stampede.

"Smart subordinates, what do you do Geaaaaa!?

I hear screams from behind, but there's got to be nothing more to overdo than Ian joining us over there.

To the point of not dying, educate me.

"Have you heard the news and the soldiers are moving better... Glad you could help."

Waiting for a reply from Count Brand as he prepared his interrogation, a letter arrived not so long ago.

"We'll share the information here, Jink, so you guys ask for Mikael... Copy that!"

Mikael wants this place to end because he has trouble getting away with some applause.

We'll be responsible for collecting the information and buying it later.

It's a valuable source, and I was prepared to have to hand it over... but we can kill it.

This instruction is appreciated because holding a prisoner takes time to travel and you cannot relax.

"Enchanted dragons decided to burn to death and bury them so no one would know..."

Cause of death counterfeiting is against the law, but there's no choice this time.

If the greedy man finds out, the ravages of the tomb for the material will push him into the woods.

When this matter comes to light, we will bury it carefully because Count Brand, who instructed us to deal with counterfeiting, will be punished.

Send a letter back to the Count, finish preparing for interrogation, and then join Ian and the others.

Looks like Mikael's been hurt a lot, so we'll get some info while he recovers in moderate potion!

"Esther, have you fixed the slip in your hand?

"Yes, brother. Sorry for taking the time."

Mikael is being forcibly extracted with a pencil and rubbed with spices into his wound.

This is going to make interrogation easier.

"Ahima, Ahima..."

"Say it yet! Brother, I'm sorry. A little more."

Esther whips Mikael relentlessly.

Nina also started pounding his hair.

"I'm sorry, hiccup! I'm sorry! No more Xu Hihi."

Sounds good, but I seem to have become largely honest, and I'd like to move on to the interrogation...

"Your husband. Earlier, I got the least amount of information. Check this out"

"Thank you, Ian. It'll help."