Brush a dull harp at the end of the robe as it rocks on the back of a single horse.
It was still just what I thought. The blunt color, which was losing its brilliance, gradually regains its shade and returns to the silver appearance that should be there little by little.
"Instructor"
It is as if the harp is rejoicing that he was able to visit a musician named me and show off to the shopkeeper the silver identity he had hidden.
No, thank God. I can't even say that's an exaggerated metaphor. For some reason, that oak woman would have thought about polishing her selling harp to increase her value.
"Instructor...?
She must have polished this. Yet he bought it from me as a dull harp. Something totally weird happened.
"I'm crazy... I'm glad I'm a smart horse."
"Oh, apparently so. Hehe... there's something cute about the instructor too."
"Oh, what are you talking about? I'm sorry, I think I was obsessed with this."
When I ring the strings gently, the unique, high and beautiful tone of the harp sounds.
It gave rise to a little silly sorrow on Cascade Hill night surrounded by dark clouds of the demonic world.
This place is already a suburb, far away from the glorious city and completely flattered.
And somehow, Rick was looking at me and smiling gently out of place.
"I'm glad that the day will come when that legendary demon king will be happy to listen to Bereto Trout play - ooh"
"I haven't said a word yet about taking you. Why do you want to come with me in the first place, to Migo or Nyx, to sell my place?
But Clay doesn't answer.
I looked around and showed my willingness to change places just in case.
We just walk quietly for a while and through the last walls of Cascade Hill. Then Clay finally opened his mouth to me.
"I personally have a fierce respect for Micha. And when I said it, the elders and Baba were slain..."
"Oh, that's an unreasonable story"
I got off the horse and left it to Rick.
Between those with the same low back lengths, I walk shoulder to shoulder with Clay along the border between the suburbs and the demonic forest.
"Yet you have snuck into this place beyond the thoughts of the Demon General. Fumicha... super cool..."
"That's how you caught someone off guard, that's what you were."
"No, no, no. It's harmless."
"Is that right? By the way, I bought something like this earlier, did you know this?
That's a ring. There was no philosophy whatsoever, it was a wave pattern carved in brass with carved gold tools.
"Hmm... Somewhere, I recognize you"
Rick bends forward and glances at it from next door.
But Clay was blind to the ring and turned to Rick's defenseless valley.
"Clay, you said you were in the middle of a conversation, but where are you looking now"
"Big..."
"Nobody's listening to that."
"Huh... hey, duh, where are you looking!!
"That's a pledge ring. I don't know if you're going to use it for that."
It's a neat one.
Clay may have seen through who he was at the time I bought this in the bazaar.
Do you think it would be convenient to omit the explanation?
"Yeah. If you really want to come, show me what you're prepared to do. Because you are much closer to the Migo side than I am."
"I was just living quietly in Lacrimosa. What am I supposed to swear?
Lacrimosa, the city of the demons, the capital of the slaughtermen. I haven't been back there for a long time.
I am not a traitor, a place to come near, from the ancient ginseng of the slaughtermen.
"Swear you will not leave Hidden Nyanish without my permission"
Aim is somewhat narrowed depending on whether you respond to this or not.
If the purpose is to sell information outside, you just have to ban him from coming in and out.
"I swear. Without permission from Big Senior Bereto Root, Nha is a hidden Nha 'nish - a terrible name. If Migo hears about it, he's going to run out of bees, ramble and smash every liquor store..."
But, Clay had answered instantly before I read the complexion.
You can't explore Clay's belly with this.
"Please think about it a little more properly. You'll never get out of the land you've never been to, you know what that means?
"Nyer won't leave Nyernish. From now on, I'm offering it to you."
Oh, man, it's the bad cat humans that make it.
The pledge ring is enforceable and if you try to break the pledge, it causes pain to the wearer.
This, if I may say so, was the lowest curse for one to impose an unfair contract on the other.
"Mr. Electrum, let's make a pact."
"You're the one who can't eat...... ok. I, Electrum Bell, promise to take Clay into hiding."
I put a pledge ring through Clay's finger.
Then it disappears as soon as a slight blue phosphorescent light is born. Plain, but now...
"Contract concluded."
"If they get this far, they'll have to break it. Much better than breaking up here poorly..."
"That's what I'm talking about. Hey, Mr. Hollix, I hope you understand."
A muddy cat human rubs sesame seeds with gesture and attitude.
"It's a light one... I can't say anything more through that one"
I agree with Rick. I lowered the hood, pulled through the new rapiers, and dropped every branch of bloody berry that was just overhead.
"Clay, if you betray me, I'll kill you. Whether you're one of them, traitors are traitors."
"The Three Demons betrayed the Nyas first. Things have changed, but I hope so."
That's what I don't trust.
Plus if something happens that turns things upside down 180 degrees, it also means it's easy to betray this one.
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After entering the Demonic Forest, we ran towards the Hidden Nyanish in the Northeast.
Clay, the cat human, is so light that he made Rick stick on his back and run through the woods at night with his horse.
I cannot help but renew my doubts with the clap that Clay responded to the pledge ring lightly.
This will have sealed the outing from the inside. Is that really okay with Clay, the informer?
"Clay, what are you after, from nothing to nothing like you"
"The legend of a cat, a cat that never dies, who gave up to the Demon King, made me want to see it up close."
"Until you throw away the foundation of your work at Lacrimosa? It's also a convenient whim."
"Everything, you wanted to throw it away? Like a bunny......"
I don't want Barney and Clay in the same line. Even the same villain is separate. No longer are you... yes, let's admit that you are my dear partner.
"If they're from my hometown, I'm sure they did the same thing."
"Yeah, maybe, but the problem is that you were the one I met... I'll tell you what, I won't forgive you if you do something strange to the people inside."
"Nyah is a miscellaneous fish. I know how to live the powerless. To those who have the power to do so (...), just obey."
Are you even going to say that its power is present in the wounds of the earth, in Nyanish?
When that happens, I also see the possibility of Clay slipping into Patia, the great power that has covered up that whole land...
"Nibble?!
But that was then. Rick suddenly pulled off the horse's tentacles and, in short, stopped him suddenly.
Then turn your gaze and attention toward the front and try to read the signs on the other side of it.
"Teacher, it's a bad story. Ambushed."
"Sounds like it."
After completing her opponent, she lowered her horse. I think so. Grab Clay's chest and gently lift it up.
"Gigg, giggle?! Gosh, it's a painful, terrible misunderstanding!
"You sold us...?
"If you're not selling it, I swear, if your throat is crushed, oh, the alcohol is delicious...... migggggggggggggggggggggg?! Stop this guy!
I don't have an in-laws to stop you. But I can't even afford to be blurry and watch it.
"Not if you're doing that, now we have to cut through here."
I pull out the old Rapier as I ride.
If it were to have been ambushed, the worst is blocked behind it.
"I don't know when. But this guy snitched on us, and it's natural to think so."
Saying what he wanted to say, Rick switched his head and put Clay back on his horse's back, moving the cross spear from his back to his hands.
"I'll take care of the horses. Former Orthodox slayer captain Horix, please make a breakthrough. Oh, and the liquor-smelling cat there hasn't betrayed us yet. We've been together a long time now, and there's never been a gap in it, has there?
"Oh, what an honor to have a big senior defend you!
Clay hugs me on my back.
Do not gobble and throat at at me, are you a fag?