Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Oh...... Really, it won't be a shame. Larsia, my sister."

"It's okay. Six months isn't long. Right, Larsia?

"Oh, yeah. Right."

A queen of one country breaks her knees and hugs her as a breed (Magner) of hairy meadows. Larsia, a species of the same meadow, watched such a goodbye with her glassy ball-like eyes.

On the other side of it is the Dimensional Navigation Vessel Spelllight.

Box ships with Brewers creatures at the expense of rare ores were on their way out.

Even so, I'm not mad at Larsia's voice. And beside me, I know very well that I'm exhausted.

"If it's a manga expression, it's where the soul comes from."

Akane, who likewise came to drop me off, describes Larsia's condition in a unique expression of the visitor.

"It, I saw it on Earth"

With a voice without discouragement, Jonah also agreed.

"I was eating it as a templar."

"Don't eat it!?"

"Eat my soul?

"Don't mix. It's dangerous!?"

A big shadow that appears there.

A rock giant (Jarloot) shows up in front of the queen as she looks sideways at the girls who revived her partner.

"Be careful and go home."

"Thank you for your attention. Nevertheless, it is with the utmost hatred that I did not see your son, Exile."

"What, just give it to me again. I have to thank you."

Gifted by Elizabeth was a talisman for cheap births petition.

In fact, it works for everyone because it is a magic device (magic item) that enhances the health of the gear, but I was happy to take care of it.

Again, the essence is the same as it was when we met.

I'm just getting a little rampaged up.

"Hmm. Nothing, you don't have to use Eggjunior as an excuse to come back, do you?

"Master Larsia..."

Larsia, who interrupted the conversation between the two, said so blindly, turning to the side.

Elizabeth, however, tied her lips together as she was impressed, moisturizing her large eyes.

"That love, that feeling. I did pass it on to Eliza."

"Why did you grow up like this..."

You usually refuse, but sometimes if you're nice, that's what happens.

- Not exactly, Yut, who has just returned from the Kingdom of the Chronica God, shakes hands with the Batras of the Robot (Warmakina).

A metal firm hand, but I felt wonder and warmth.

"Despite this sudden visit, I can't thank you enough for your response"

"Terrible."

"No, I didn't know cats had many different kinds,"

Without the diplomatic skills I developed in my negotiations with Bishop Gilront, I would have put as much scratch as I wanted. Again, this heavy-duty knight is dangerous.

"Looking forward to seeing you again"

"Welcome. I'd like to emigrate."

Valtrude then advanced and exchanged words with the robot.

Neither of us is a social dictionary.

Valtrude, in particular, was very excited to see what kind of weaponry he would make with magical silver (Mithral) and Adamantine ore. It was Valtrude with enough gear, but it seems like a different issue from that and this.

It should be noted that Yut and Arsia have just returned, so we have yet to report on the use of rare ore.

"... it's going to be a big deal"

Standing one step away from everyone, Alcia sighed lightly thinking about the rest of this.

"Freedom of Movement!"

A cheer echoed in the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress, not sure what Larsia meant.

After dropping off Elizabeth and the others aboard the Spelllight, a line gathered in the cafeteria and conference room of the castle fortress. Usually he was tongue-in-cheek at the feast Divine Feast and Acorn dishes, staring at the shaggy meadow species with warmth where important decisions were being made.

"I know how you feel, but if you do, Larsia's tense."

Elizabeth leaves, and by the nature of the story there is no Ritna.

There's a lot of anxiety there about letting her go wild, but I guess the sense of liberation surpassed that. With the momentum that seems to dance out on the chair, Larsia expresses joy and ease all over her body.

"I'm not gonna tell you I want to meet you anymore, I swear."

"That's right. It won't be necessary."

"Eg......"

"Don't sneer, don't sneer"

The soothing air enveloped the room.

Left side of the yut. Valtrude sits on a short part of the edge of the rectangular table. Next to the right is Acorn and to the front is Arcia.

Next to it, Jonah was turning her raw warm gaze towards Larsia.

There's really a lot going on these days, and it seems like a long time since we got together like this.

I just can't be immersed in that nostalgia forever.

"So, Yut. You're telling me you have a report?

"Oh, yeah. Mostly, I don't know what you've done in the kingdom of the Kronica..."

My lord, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin), urges me to try to open my mouth, but I feel heavy.

That's what I kept a secret, and I have a sense that I did a little too much. If you ask around Acorn, you say, "Where is it, a little bit?" It would also mean, "but that didn't distract me either.

More importantly, I don't want to be enlightened by sincerity.

"Yut, let me tell you something from me?

"No."

That's unfair.

Yut, ready, opened his mouth slowly.

"First, instead of example compensation, we were to rent that land over there to create a town for trading"

"Also, isn't Yut having a hard time?

"It's okay, 'cause it's just the way it always is"

"Yes, but it's complicated when Jonah tells me"

"Fine. I like to do it."

"Joy, this is the town where the Larsian organization will be founded on wings to the Kingdom of the Chronica God."

Yut and Larsia. The two of them look at each other, hold their fingers, and laugh.

I'm used to my surroundings, and I won't say anything until it's over for now.

"So, that's not all, is it?

"Unfortunately..."

Exile prompts me to finally mouth the core part.

"Apart from that, I have pressed the Kingdom of the Chronica to certify the Falv to the Divine Capital, and instead of taking it down, I have attached a commitment to the north tower wall - to issue a prostitute to the Verga Empire"

"Wait a minute."

With a way to hold your head down and get a headache - even in that outfit, it's actually a picture - blocks the story. I've never seen her complain of ill health.

"Falve? How did you end up in Kanto?

"I don't know why, either. I'm not talking to an alien, so explain it properly."

"I'm embarrassed..."

Explain it so you know, and you'll even know what motivated you to go for. I wanted to avoid that.

But reality is ruthless.

"I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling Yut's going to be in trouble"

Exile keeps his silence, and Jonah somehow looks at this one by riding herself out to the table.

"Yut, let's give it up"

The resistance was pointless.

Besides, originally, I couldn't help but say.

"I talked to Prince Alsace. At this point, the Kronika kingdom wants to pull itself into a war against the Verga Empire."

I just wanted to say that it wasn't actually this light nori...... but it was actually to this extent. Interests were matched and even Eudit joined them.

If it were a serious conspiracy, on the contrary, what would have happened by now? It's horrible to imagine.

"If Falv is certified as the Divine Capital, Val will be the candidate for the Divine King"

"You think I'm the king...?

Count - soon, I plan to be a marquis - but all of a sudden I'm left with the king. Besides, he was told it could be that of his neighbor, and Valtrude was rigid.

I don't know what happened, but Yut and Arcia say. In fact, I guess it's possible.

"What do you say we move on where Val doesn't know?"

"That's right. Are you going to destroy the country? Oh, it's a neighboring country, okay?

"Rather than Larsia becoming king, it's okay"

Acorn, Larsia, Yona. exposed to accusations from the three of them. No, the girl in the albino might not.

"I see. You know what?"

Only one rock giant, perceiving the circumstances, gives a voice for understanding heavy bass.

I was studying military law, maybe I'm alive.

"Egg understands, I..."

"It must be hard for the parties to understand."

"I'm the party......?

The Cathedral Knight is twisting his neck saying he doesn't know yet, but Acorn understood with it. As a sign of this, I sneak up on the feet of a childhood friend sitting next to me.

Damn, the scale is way too big.

"Yut just wanted to make Val's side."

"So I didn't want to say..."

Yut holds his head in embarrassment. Apparently, he was right.

Good and evil - a confrontation between Valtrude and Verga, “ever-winning” Helenonia affirmed, when it happens in the near future.

A hell of a conspiracy was for that. I mean, Yut did it for himself.

It irrevocably stimulates the women's part of Valtrude, but her insistence as a comrade of war, which accounts for a greater proportion, instinctively tries to reject it.

"Mmmm..."

Okay. I get the logic.

I also found that Yut was thinking of himself and moving for the benefit of the whole thing.

So I can't be angry.

But I'm dissatisfied.

"Also, magic silver and adamantine have been given to people like Dwarf's relatives"

This air - mainly Larsia and Jonah, who gesture and gesture - could not stand, and Yut changed the subject openly. Without realizing it would pull the trigger for the case.

"Yes, that's it. What kind of weapon do you want me to build?

"Huh? I don't make it though"

"What... so...?

I don't use it, Yuut that I won't need it.

"I don't have any use for it, so I gave it to you to make something more amazing."

Good stuff is good, even if you don't use it. I was secretly looking forward to being able to do it, Valtrude.

"That's true, it is..."

This is also in Yut for profit and reason.

So Valtrude can't be mad.

Nothing can be done.

The Holy Virgin of Helenonia could not say anything more, with a smile that stirred the conscience and guilt of the beholder.