Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

Sejour, capital of the Kingdom of Rotosilt.

ancient, vast capital in proportion to its history. He has also rebuilt from the damage caused by the castle of the Black Demon, and is enlivened by rumours that Prince Alsace's marriage is near.

But exceptions exist to everything.

Underground of the Temple of Truss-Sink.

space present in the further lower layers of the crypt. The air is cold, dark, and a place that seems to be cursed. The appearance of a dreadful temple, as if to reject others, still seems decent.

square, basement as intended to provide a sense of compression.

Yut and Arsia were facing ground deputies for the goddess of death and sorcery there.

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In response to the call, but despite his desire to hold talks with the Cardinal (Cardinal), Yut is silent. Neither does the opposing Cardinal - an old man as if he had formed a dead tree into the shape of a man - attempt to open his mouth.

It's as if years of enemy countries are trying to negotiate unwillingly.

If something called temperature existed in the relationship, it must have been the lowest neighborhood around.

"Falve's Alcia, the Great Sorcerer of the Universe (Arch Mage), I can speculate on the matter, but if we don't talk about it, things won't move forward."

A squeaky voice, worthy of a face full of wrinkles. I don't know, a lot of things. Dim indoors respond to the creeps of the relative old man.

He doesn't even try to sit down, and Yut, who looks down at the Cardinal as he stands, doesn't try to talk as usual. I couldn't find a single colour of friendship in those eyes, and they were as cold as evil (Yville Eye).

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Because I leave it to him, or Arcia kept silent, too. However, it is slightly lacking in calm due to the board pinch with the pressure from the Cardinal. Rarely, he also looked pale.

As it were, a few minutes passed.

For everyone, time flows equally. But its meaning and value varies from person to person and from situation to situation.

In this case, the reprieve set by Yut. This meant that the opportunity to make things easier was lost.

"What do you want me to tell you? Depending on the outcome, even though we're going to be enemies? Don't expect any respect from me right now."

"Yut kun..."

It's rough when it comes to provocation. Yut's words I can't help but get defamation without thinking. Arcia is surprised to hear it beside her, and at the same time she remembers her comatose joy.

Bright red anger is what comes from the emotion-sensitive ring given as a testament to your engagement. The subject is against the Cardinals in front of them and the Temple of Truss-Sink.

But the source is for your own good.

Even though I knew I was careless, my emotions didn't follow reason.

"If it's about Falve's mission to Arusia (Quest), it's a story inside the Temple. No matter how big a magician Yut Amaxa is, no need to talk."

Did you let him give in, or did you tell him that if we didn't move on? I can't tell from that dry voice, but things only went one step further.

Without being aware of where that path leads.

"It can't be that I'm irrelevant. If you prefer meaningless interaction, you have an idea here too."

"Good luck with that."

Are you going to provoke me? The Cardinal distorts his skin-only lips and floats a mockery. I don't intend or need patience, but Yut recieves it.

"That's up to us to decide. That's not what you're gonna tell me."

"Raise and observe your children as magicians (wizards) and priests (clerics). We at the Temple of Truss-Sink are in full swing. Objections, objections, none of which are acceptable"

More than a year ago, a mission was sent to Arusia.

It's too much content, it was properly flushed, but things change with the engagement of the two of us. Rather than forcing two unmarried people to connect, it's a natural story to have children sooner or later. I'm just trying to move on with that clock needle.

Of course, there would be a view of the problem at the point of imposing that child's path forward, but the Temple of Truss-Sink was more serious than imagined and dominated by some kind of madness.

"We will peer into the abyss of sorcery and unravel everything. There is no compromise, no cowardice."

"Shut up, I warned you."

Cardinal valves that even carry heat.

But Yut never gets a single impression either. On the contrary, his gaze and mind descend below freezing point. Obviously, it lacks calm. On the contrary, it is strange not to appeal to violent means.

"You just told me to make a child and keep it in the temple."

"Ranri"

If it is a negotiation, we will have both compromises and an escape route for the other.

When I first went to Mainz, I had an abdominal proposal called Bold Iron (Crystal Iron). In Hardenturm, we uncovered the evils of Bruno Exdero and prepared a landing site.

The lack of it means that what Yut is doing is talking but not discussing.

It was nothing more than a declaration of war.

"You'll be very talented."

"What do you know?"

My own child.

Although I am not yet able to imagine it specifically - I feel nauseous just imagining it, such as being taken away and raised at an approximate rate.

To this old man who naturally says he is rather pleased with it.

"If you don't respond, I hear you even said thank you to Alcia for the other guy."

Prior to this meeting, only Valtrude had been spoken through. So much so that she took out the Divine Subjugator, the Devil's Sword, that she was furious and boarded herself.

Yuut that tells it pale.

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Silence.

That is nothing more than a testament to affirmation.

Yut does not hide his annoyance in the flutter.

"What does that mean?

"You think there's room for other interpretations?"

He wants to be crushed.

Cardinals and Great Mages.

The more my grandfather and grandson collide with the gaze of the two separated men of their years.

Once, Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery, gave her life to her followers.

Uncover the secrets of sorcery and offer comfort to the ancient sorcerers sheltered by Truss-Sink.

She also said this, who is also the wife God of Zeras, the god of knowledge.

Raise children to inherit and develop knowledge.

The Cardinal's deeds may be in keeping with his teachings. At least, the heterogeneous molecules that disturb order in the temple will surely be here.

(Is that what you found out)

Yes. That's not what I found out. Interpretation, that's people's interpretation.

It's all about mourning death and witchcraft.

"Don't conveniently fabricate God's will. That would be of interest to you."

"Talk to us about God"

"Zeras, I've seen God twice, and I'm talking to the demigod in the north so much that I don't like him."

To the words, the old Cardinal snorts slightly. Even if we can do it, there can't be very few opportunities to actually relate to God. That's the same thing with the highest priests.

It is the greatest insult to the priesthood.

"My Lord Cardinal"

There, he opened his mouth as Arcia had decided to keep his silence until now. Hold on tight, Yut's hand.

"That mission, I will resign. Let me decide between me and my loved ones."

At the first stage, I should have said no clearly. I have postponed that in view of my relationship with the Temple. Like Yut, she didn't take it seriously either.

I'm paying the price now.

"Then the temple has to be raised from Falve"

"You won't have to."

Distinction from the Temple.

How painful that is for the followers of God. Unfortunately, Yut doesn't understand. Is it because you are Japanese that you consider the organization and faith to be different?

I don't know. I don't know, but Alcia had already cemented her resolve.

"We will tell you sooner or later whether to destroy the temple or just buy out the building. The clerics who lent it to me were doing their best... and I guess I can't help it."

"Sounds like you're serious..."

An old man like a dead tree opens his eyes.

I noticed a mistake at the same time, but it's too late.

"The voice of the great asylum of death and sorcery is still delivered today. Me and our decisions don't seem to go along with our intentions."

"For example, I affirm God's generosity. We don't have a lot of tow parties."

An old man with a cardinal position roughs up his voice to say the same thing that cuts to that extent, such as the authority of the temple. But it's like confronting a giant dragon with a hand fist.

Neither the broken gate nor the lifting of the temple is accepted with promises, but there is no other striker.

The faith of the world in which God existed was far more robust than Yut imagined.

"I have no choice..."

No, there was only one hitter.

Throw everything aside and decide there wasn't.

It just moves your body to keep your head down.

"Unfortunately, I'm the one who rejected the mission. Then there will be no indication."

- Cold, rejected it.

"It's really pathetic to see my loved ones fighting each other."

Make it majestic, strange voice.

Sweet as a flower nectar, gentle as a mother, a voice as harsh as a clam.

That sounded abruptly.

"What?

To the unexpected, Yut guards his surroundings with Alcia covered in his back. I take out the spell to flow and try to chop the page - my fiancée stopped my hand.

"Mr. Arcia!?"

I can't even afford to point out that the way I call it is back. Alcia is trembling touched and even leaking a whimper. And it was the same with that dead wood-like Cardinal.

Light falls into the underground space.

A warm light that washes your mind. The supreme music played by the ceiling musicians. The air that was starving, now I even feel sweet.

A girl dressed in a pitch-black toga slowly falls through it. When it appeared, this underground space had turned into a flower garden.

Appearances that ignore both ceiling height and physical laws.

"I'll take it from you."

Goddess of Death and Magic. Wife of Knowledge God. Guardian of the soul. A peer into the abyss of knowledge. Develop a theoretical spell and refuge in an abandoned kingdom.

"This one should show justice by witchcraft"

The Truss-Sink Minute Body (Avatar) came before the believers of this world.