Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

When I opened my eyelids, there was a white girl in front of me.

As Yut's vision became clearer, Jonah's red eyes crept wet and his vision distorted.

"Yut......"

"Oh...... Jonah -"

"Yuuto!"

Where is this place and what was the situation?

There was no time to be aware of it, and Yut groaned. I'm sure it was painful, but the cause is physical.

"Heavy. Get off me..."

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous."

"I'm sorry. Because it was bad."

You can't beat a crying child. When I slapped Jonah on the back several times like I would soften up, she was finally released from custody. That makes me want to know what's going on this time.

"How long has it been since I fell?

"Yut was kissed by that woman, about an hour or two, and now, on the ocean, Val must be fighting a red-black woman"

"A red-black woman, is that Verga? Sure, it's Rossonero."

Burning redhead and black dress. Associated with a football club uniform, Yut smiled. But it's also for a moment.

To Jonah's words he hears as he wakes himself out of bed, he puts on his face. He clearly recalled the situation before and after and decided that apparently the city of Folio-Farina itself was not caught in the vortex of war.

"Well, why don't you come to the two of us?"

"I'm coming with you"

"Oh."

Yut nods to Albino's girl's request as she tosses her legs out of bed and wears her shoes.

I guess the fact that Jonah is with herself is a state of mental strength bottomed out. I was aware, but I can't leave it behind.

Proceeding through the narrow passage of the Tubassa, he was not in good shape, but his footsteps were surprisingly firm.

"You picked me up, didn't you?

"Yeah. Mana's ramblings were hilarious"

"I don't remember asking if it's a good thing..."

I could have guessed that you did the same thing when Dal-Lukash did, but I don't even know what exactly you did.

(Well, if you need to know, you can tell me from the other side)

Considering the atrocities we have committed to the maddening all-knowing dragon, we can lose our curiosity.

Yut thinks as he unconsciously holds onto the jewels of the land that have gone into his pockets. For starters, we need to be clear on black and white.

"By the way, Yut's robe stays gray?

"Come on? What do you think?

Yes, Yut's robe, which indicated he was a good sorcerer (wizard), was fading. It's still gray when I wake up.

Does that mean there is still a respite until the last decision? Over time, will it change? Or are there any other conditions?

(I was gonna make up my mind, but still, maybe that means I'm lost)

It could be the human mind or something. Besides, there will be nothing more uncertain in this world than yourself.

Considering the unanswered question hard, Yut reached the steering room.

"Zhu Yin, were you here"

"Brave man?"

It's been a long time - sensibly - since I've met a childhood friend who startles me and opens her mouth pompously. I'm surprised Yut didn't think she'd be here either, but it's not comparable.

"... are you okay?

"Depends on your position and values."

"Well, I guess so..."

The next thing Acorn showed me was anxiety. At least to ourselves, we never put it this way.

Hasn't Yut changed?

If you think so, your chest tightens and your spine freezes. He was attacked by nausea and held his mouth by accident.

Ultimately, however, trust in childhood friends prevails.

"Well, fine. More importantly, Val and the others are fighting a critical battle. Do something."

"I'll make it clear."

Leaving a clear smile, Yut stepped out of the steering room to the deck. Move your expression perfectly for the battle you can wage on board, but that's all. Without saying anything, activate the Flight spell and dance to the universe.

"Yona, which one do you think it is?

"Either way"

Good or evil, Yut is Yut. I have no complaints about that choice.

"But Val's better"

"Right."

Yut waves small to the Arsians struggling on board. Acorn looked up to heaven as if to pray to God, looking at such a yut from the steering room.

"Yut!"

"Son-in-law!?"

The Divine Subjugator, a demonic sword, and the half-god of Helenonian Virgin and Evil, where Wang Tin shoots the altered pitch-black sickle together.

In the meantime, break in, Arch Mage.

Yut observed the two of them silently.

Valtrude has a delightful face. Turn your smile as bright as a sunflower to Yut. It's just that he seems to be bluffing his fiancée, who doesn't tell me anything.

Verga, on the other hand, distorted his regrettably slutty expression. I guess I couldn't even afford to realize that the spiritual world had collapsed. I was so full of bitterness that I accidentally felt ill.

"I'm more of a bad person than I thought I was."

Without greeting or foreshadowing, Yut opened his mouth. Oddly enough, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) and the Redhead Empress tease him as a midpoint, just before the collapse of the spiritual world.

"I knew that in my dreams."

Neither of us - in particular, Valtrude - should know exactly what's going on. Yut will tell them about his experiences so that they, and the people watching him on the Tubassa, can also see.

The robe is still gray. No, should I say they come and go white and black? Unstable conditions persist.

"I was in a dream, but it was an indisputable reality for me. In the Verga Empire, slaves were used as good. streamlined military operations. contrived, violent, subdued many nations and people"

At the same time as I felt painfully neglected about it, I also had the results and my heart jumped.

"I hurt people to gain strength. Many fell for the sake of the country and Verga in order to retain their position"

It's what they want. To protect lives. I didn't run for personal gain. In the first place, it's not real.

That's an excuse.

But that's an excuse.

"If you're going to make full use of my talent, I guess it should be with Verga"

"Son-in-law, it's..."

The red-haired empress floats with joy.

But there was a continuation.

"But I want to deny myself that."

From Verga, take your gaze off. Looking back, I stared at Valtrude.

More beautiful eyes than gems shake with anxiety and anticipation, and now the glittering lips are trembling.

"Because even if that's my nature, I don't want Val to see me like that"

For those of you who like it, I want to show you the good things. Nothing. I had to choose between them. That's all that came to mind then.

"Since the first time we met. Ever since I saw it at first sight, I was attracted. I don't know the right or the left. In this world, Valtrude was my light."

The color of the robe changes.

Back to the original color, back.

"For Ren's sake, the first time I used a spell. It was a pleasure to be with you, and a pleasure. I was happy to keep you company and to be of service to everyone in Val. Compared to that, there was no such thing as my hands getting dirty with blood."

But even if it's not real, so is Verga.

That alone is not a decisive factor.

"It is true that Acorn, Alcia, is there because everyone is there. But that's not all."

Among the spiritual worlds, there were opponents who could be called comrades of war. If I had chosen Verga as it is, it would have been replaced.

Now, for the gray yuut, the two are equivalent.

But that doesn't mean you can't choose both, either.

"I like Rin Valtrude. I like Valtroude, who cheeks for dinner happily. Even in the face of difficulty, I like Valtrude to get over it head-on"

Even the faults, I knew a lot.

At the same time, it also represents the length and depth of the edges.

I'm not retarded, but there's no learning. Simple. Wow. When you're left out of company, it's easy to shine. Impossible, his wife. I prefer weapons to jewelry.

Even such a flaw, everything is loving.

"Make a home with me, raise a child, old, dead. I want to live with you that way. It seemed like Valtrude."

Domination.

That, too, is certainly fascinating. If you had another life, enough to make you want to go through it.

But yes. Only, if you have another life. If it's just one lifetime, there's another path I want to choose.

"Even I am, yes. Yut had no quarantine or inferiority like any other man. He just stared straight at me."

Beauty given by heaven.

I was not aware of Valtrude himself, but if I saw the reaction of the other person, they would notice that he was undeniably peculiar. It is no coincidence or the like that they were partying with blind Arsia or Larsia or Exile whose values themselves differed.

"I can count on you in battle, in politics. Looks good...... I think"

Be shy. But be happy.

Valtrude continues his confession straight from the front.

"To me, it's just Yut"

I like him.

If it's not him, it's not necessary.

"So don't let go of this hand again"

"Oh."

Yut moved. Go empty to take Valtrude's hand.

Verga stared at the sight without blinking.

"Val."

"Yut."

Hands and hands, fingers and fingers intertwined. Over a magical silver (miserable) cage, but that's Valtrude.

The gaze is also intertwined. We both share our thoughts.

"Val."

"What?"

"When this case is solved, shall we have a wedding?"

"... oh"

I don't look anywhere in the world for reasons to refuse. You decide to do it. It won't even be a story that does, but it doesn't matter if it's such an obstacle or anything.

Except when it's all over.

The two keep their hands together and turn back to the evil demigod.

"That's why."

"What's wrong with that? You think my concubine is doing this with Dada or insanity?

"I understand. If I choose Val, I'll do my best to take it away. Am I right?

"That's right, my son-in-law. Hey, I know what you mean."

Ni and Verga made a smile. Slutty, evil grin.

Yut shook his hand off.

Still, we know each other.

With those two in sight, Valtrude could have been exaggerated until now. He could have screamed, "Don't chirp with the enemy."

But it's quiet.

I didn't wake one of the waves in my heart and watched it go.

Yut was on my side and chose me about myself.

I've heard a few similar dialogues before, but now I'm most happy. I'm sure that tomorrow, next month, something happier will happen next year. If only with him and them.

So don't worry about anything. The future is promised.

"We've known each other a long time. I know you're not in perfect shape."

The story went back to shaking it out.

On top of that, it goes without saying that Yut recommends retreat.

"I don't know. This land is not in my prints. No power, no healing."

"But I won't give up..."

Again, let's go Verga.

That signaled a rematch.