Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 105 Day Beast Nation Royal Castle of the Republic of Gamelain

Since when do we welcome guests from other countries to the Royal Castle of Gamelain, it is now rare (rare) for legitimate guests to even come to our country. All that comes are humble armed merchants of uninvited slave hunting, bandits who can only fight despicably with magic and magic props using poison blades without the courtesy and pride of samurai. The long-standing and interrupted kingdom pushed us into hostility and drove back the army of slave hunters that attacked our country as we fell into a civil war, and also handed over the large quantities of supplies seized from the merchant country to the people.

"The royal line from the kingdom has already proceeded to the forest zone and lunch was held in the outer fringe zone before your departure. Learn more."

"So, what about that warrior kid? I know how to sell food, but why would you have to have a kid like that? I'm angry."

There are no exports. It is huge to be able to export seasonings from the Ancient Sage Monkey Clan from our country. Our Beast Clan is disadvantaged by their human counterparts because they have the strongest power on the continent but no weapons and no protective equipment. Differences in numbers and other things that are not enough from our Beast clan, but if we fight without our protective equipment, we will be hunted and killed by despicable poison and magic.

The dwindling population, the strongest species, is even smaller. However, if only the strongest species can be equipped with weapons, the trend in our country will change. They will attack and destroy the patriarchal and merchant nations of people who can only fight cowardly battles with little wisdom. I know you need money to do that, but it's humiliating to have to deal with a low-LV man like our proud samurai hiding in the shadow of a woman and ordering him to do it.

"That's... the only low-LV guy seemed to be a servant and prepared a meal, and there was no sign of anything else in the carriage..."

"The Beast King. Hospitality is inevitable beyond what I've been contacted about when the warrior comes, and if the deal matters, I won't tolerate crude relations, but most importantly, he's the head of the brunette warriors who rescued and supplied vulnerable people from the slave hunting forces of the merchant country, never be rude. And the princess Sharicelles of King Diorel and Lord Omui of the Border, who have kept and assisted us in our covenant from ancient times until we turned another country against our beasts, who are isolated and abused, are with us, so that we may not be rude."

"I know! I'm persistent, I'm tired of hearing the exact same story extensively. I am a samurai and a king, and I know diplomacy and courtesy."

Let's bow our heads to the royal family of Diorail for as long as we want, not to mention that King Diersez kept his covenant with our country until the civil war came against a church congregation that did not recognize us as human beings, sent the warriors with dark hair in the midst of a crisis in his own country, left the slave hunting troops of the merchant country, and sank the slave hunting fleet. There's no reason to be disrespectful...

And be king, samurai of the Beastmen. As well as the transcendental brunette warriors and brunette princesses who are the great benefactors, the princess of the princess knight Sharicelles and the border hero Sir Omui will be present in the name of King Diorail, disrespect and so on. We do not forget the respect of the strong, whether they be a people or a people. We will not spare the hospitality of the brave, because of their beneficence.

"What about the superior sergeants?

"You're all here already, but now that you have a military master, it's up to you to explain it over and over again."

Needless to say, naturally, inevitably. It is only natural to show respect for the strong as samurai, and for those in position and beneficent, as those in position, then it is inevitable to insult the morality of gold alone. But I must thank you, for your benefactor, the heroes, and for gaining foreign currency to serve as a basis for the future of Gamelain, the beast kingdom.

Let the humiliation be spoiled, even if you bow your head and sell the flair, you must acquire the weapon. To defeat the people who call us beasts, the power to protect the beasts. But there is no difference in humiliation, and bending pride for your ambitions does not change your feelings.

"If everyone is the head of the clan, be prepared to be there. I just don't want to think about standing shoulder to shoulder with the weak and despicable as the pride of the beast man, even if I can tell with my head. I know, but we're not merchants, we're proud samurai, don't say it."

"If you really know what I mean, I won't tell you how much, I can make you stay with King Diorail's guests. Our trespasses disgrace King Diorail and paint mud on his face, revenge for his grace, and that is the shame of the samurai, please don't take it personally."

"Perseverance! I know. Wow."

days of numerous humiliations and perpetual persecution that were said to be beasts, not human beings. A history of humiliation that draws to the woods after misery, reduces numbers, and still goes hunted by slaves. We have no earliest faith in Diorail, in people, etc. That's what you have to do to a Gentile clown to imitate a merchant... I know.

"Were you able to invite the brunette warriors who first visited the soldiers in the woods and offered them food, clothing and chemicals and said they were being hunted down by the merchants on the contrary?

"Ha, I told you the other day the arrival date and time of your line"

"Um, as rude as it sounds. Not only this time, but you saved the people by destroying the slave hunting troops of the merchant country ahead, and you will be treated with the utmost gratitude."

"Naturally, I am asking you to thank the Master for the same or more. He is the head of the brunette warriors, and in case of disrespect, he will insult the obedient brunette warriors and King Diorail. Don't forget."

People say that there is a custom that makes the handles of others ours, that even martial arts medals are regarded as the work of commanders and military teachers. I know, but there's no reason to be satisfied. It makes me feel unnecessarily irritated. But if the future of the kingdom of the beast hangs, it will endure any humiliation, so much so that the goats will be smoked.

"Your Majesty, your guest's carriage was seen. Thank you for your time."

"It's done. Let's go."

It's too early, we're on a break at the outer edge of the woods and early drive news has just arrived and we're already there? If the report of the early drive is delayed, I am ready in the morning so that there is no disrespect, but if the person to be thanked is the king, how can it come to promises and rituals... But I am also angry because I think it is for the sake of dogmatization, I can't help but wonder if I have become king to be humiliated like this anymore.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Sharicelles Dee Diorail of the Kingdom of Diorail, Sir Merotosum Sim Omui of the Border of the Kingdom, and Her Royal Highness Fargo of the Kingdom of Diorail and His Royal Highness will be admitted"

In the great hall (hall), the chandelier's crystal casts a swinging light on the room as it reflects the flames, reflecting subtle shadow paintings with brilliance and shadows alternating on the walls.

The door opens.

Beauty is strength, sometimes it intimidates others. The overwhelming beauty of many of the venues replaces roadside stones, with golden hair brilliantly bouncing back the chandelier's throwing glow.

But everyone knows, even if they don't, the majesty of the strong. The tough face the gods have sharpened is full of elegance, adorable and beautiful like a soft, polished heavenly jewel, the descent of a beautiful goddess gracefully wrapped around a rugged luxurious dress that the beholder is likely to graduate from. But its essence is the samurai, the general of the kingdom and the princess of the sword with the title of the knight of the princess Chariselles Dee Diorel. Intimidation that solidifies even the shadow of the venue, which was swayed by its beautiful strength, and Reiki form, advances with the authority of a brave true samurai on the back.

Behind it lies the legend of life. There is no fear or authority. There is nothing left to walk slowly and gracefully. There is no temper, intimidation or intimidation. There is nothing left to walk, but there are no gaps.

It is the martial god Melothosam Sim Omui, known as the Undefeated Swordsman, the legendary military god who, as a swordsman, once (once) leads an army, becomes a giant sword on the battlefield and is called wearing an enemy, who sees the heads of the warring brave men looking up in dazzle with awe. Naturally, the Omui clan that guards the border known as the demonic realm, the neighborhood's tranquillizer, who will leave his name blatantly behind in its legendary lineage. The sword of the kingdom that will defeat the worst demons is in front of us, a presence that will not even touch its shadow on the floor of a polished hall, whether it be a bundle or not.

And after the last time I showed up, there was a bunch of people... breathing, dreaming, everyone blinking, doubting my eyes, wondering if this was more than just a dream.

Clown and brunette knights. A line full of mysteries with numerous rumors and countless martial arts medals, a bunch of Gentiles who will also become plays and many stories. I hear that the Knights of Vanity and their warriors have been deceived and insulted, but their brunette warriors have left many legends in our kingdom of the Beasts to show off their martial authority. No one was insulting me, but I didn't imagine it.

When we mowed demons like walking in the Devil's Forest, the heroes Tan like many Miyagi, the ones who broke through the Labyrinth, we were insulted as we heard many legends that when thousands of soldiers were slaughtered and 10,000 fled, even the Labyrinth King was defeated. Though he insulted himself as the strongest army in the world, not the army, but every one of them was a legend, a hero and a brave man, a group of miracles gathered by dozens of powerful men (Tsuwa things), it is a miracle that heroes and brave men have been here so long.

Beyond the concept of being strong, the transcendent beyond the LV100 walks softly without a single mess wearing the supreme weapon, everyone is amazed, everyone is threatened. The insult that says it is a very strong group disappears, the heroes who are shoulders of a nation's army, the heroic armies (Legions) of the legendary braves march.

... a slightly LV25 kid with a disgruntled, disgruntled, busy face at the head of it. Instead of leading the heroes in heaven, those who would not otherwise be allowed to step on the shadows walk in front of the valiant lords disrespect...... that is the Daoism, the brunette warrior.

The warrior - the coward's hand can only be understood by the coward, and the vile conspiracy cannot be prevented unless a vile idea can be made. You need to open up with a warrior to a warrior who tries to deceive and deceive you, that's necessary evil as a king.

Wise man with only a mouth, weak man who can't fight with only a lot of whispering and complaining, who shows a line of clever and careless measures with a bullshit (brazen). Once the end of the battle opens, he hides behind a hidden army, and is just a deceiver who begs (not even) to be frightened. But you see through the trap of cowardice because you have evil rape intelligence and cowardice, you desperately move your soldiers optimally to protect ourselves because you are weak, the necessary evil of the battlefield (if you will). A little bird in a coal mine, always hustling and hustling, but cowardly enough to perceive danger and not miss the crisis.

His face is distorted and his anger swallowed by the unpleasant demeanor of the uncomfortable dogma, where the air of the venue was engulfed in admiration.

Above all, we owe a debt of gratitude to the Diorail royal family, so we can't give a damn. Uncomfortable attitude. In the battlefield, the frightened and hidden warrior style is only great and smart in ordinary times, but it's too much. Without drooling his head, he has an unsatisfactory eye, but without interest, his eyes do not match, and his mouth does not seem to be one of those crooked affectionate laughs.

We have been discriminated against and abused by the beast for eternity, and we know it. Those are the eyes of those who look down, those of those who scorn, those eyes who say they are unhappy to see us as abominations... are those the guests of the Royal House of Diorail! But it was his economic power as a merchant that was necessary for the kingdom of the beasts, and the kingdom would also have relied on the economic power of this lad and the power of the heroes by a bitter decision… At the same time I hear that he was hit by many labyrinth floods (stampedes), I also hear that His Excellency Brother Wang, who was the substitute king, went to the border to welcome him in order not to destroy the country. Diorail drinks bitterness and endures humiliation, so that our kingdom will be gracious and Gamelain will not suffer any humiliation.

Only endure this occasion today, for we beasts have forgotten me in wrath, and have therefore been scorned with beasts. But we have never forgotten the favor we have received, and if we return it with vengeance, we will become less than beasts.