Magic Gems Gourmet

"-... Yes, no. Excuse me."

....... Now I'm obviously upset to see the Demon Stone.

Ain't got his eyes full of surprise at Berea's behavior.

You should think about it. Why the hell would Beria need to be upset?

Because he had the Demon Stone in his pocket? No, Beria wasn't upset just to hear that.

So, because Ein held the Demon Stone with his bare hands? That's different, too. There's no way Berea doesn't understand the properties of Ein.

Because the story of Ein being able to smoke the contents of the Demon Stone is something that is told especially commonly in the castle.

Then it is strange that Berea is even more surprised about it now.

"Oh. You're a very, very beautiful demon stone. Did you buy it somewhere?

Later Berea, in a calm response, had a soft waist.

But what looks different is the look on Berea's face... and the sight.

If you keep your eyes on your eyes, you'll see the unhidden tension that rocks in small pieces.

Ain't no way Ain't gonna get 'Oh, yeah' when they show up like this.

With Ain to contemplate sidelined, Berea smiles in detail.

What happened, I tilt my neck just to say, but Ain's suspicions didn't clear up.

"... you know?

Not answering the question she had spoken, Ain asks the Demon Stone with her gaze down.

At least, it's a funny story that you know Raviola's demon stone. Anyway, the chief had it all along.

Then I could see that Beria inhaled her breath heavily, along with the sound of fu...

- There is something called merit in the year.

Beria was dedicated to Laralua, and her skilled salary girlfriend was smart besides her salary job.

His mouth goes around, as a matter of course, but everything like that disappears, and he keeps showing himself just as exhausted in a word of confusion.

"Hey. Mr. Beria. Do you know (...)?"

Ask again with Ain laying his eyes down.

Now he asked, gripping Raviola's demonic stone hard.

The wrapping air was very cold, but if I touched it, it was going to burn me, making me feel that hot.

"- I'm sure you saw a similar gem in the jewelry store."

Beria replied.

"Oh, I see... Is that your wife's escort or something?

"Yep. It is to the left. Often, women come to the castle town accompanied by La Larua. So maybe that's when you saw it"

While bathing in Ain's air, Beria smiled and answered Ain.

At first glance, it was a big deal attitude, but I can't help but get hooked.

Ein continued to be imprisoned for the unpleasant discomfort of such a pattern, as if he had missed something.

Usually, it's just a 'yes' story without any particular concern.

Ein also knows about Laralua taking Belia shopping.

Besides, a trip to a jewelry store would be as much as a queen's escort.

"... well"

I reply with a voice out of my mind, but Ain't eyes don't distract me from Raviola's demon stone.

What the hell are you hooked on? During this short time, I ask myself repeatedly in my mind.

... Then Berea stood up and pulled up next to Warren. I wonder what I'm going to do, and I start wiping the sweat off Warren's forehead.

Often, you noticed such a thin, floating sweat. And I saw it the way Ein was impressed.

- Speaking of which,

Ain't gonna sound like Beria, Ain't gonna whine softly in a small voice.

Speaking of which, I heard that Beria was in love with Warren for a time......

Martha was the one who told me this story, and I remember hearing it the day May first found out about an angel in the cafeteria.

I remember clearly the day Lorraine, Leonard, and Bats came to the castle in a school-age internship.

Ein thought this back to Berea's devotion, but I feel like one puzzle piece has been filled.

I wonder what this feeling of hooking up is. Ain kept thinking of it as distressing.

- Then the story of the chief turned my head.

'... you two had a very important role to play in the founding of the united state of Ishtarika. The man is a friend of His Majesty Marc, who developed the law and made many contributions. And the other one was a woman.... because that person served Lady Raviola, and Lady Raviola said she was able to show her strength thanks to that person.'

Marc, the first Ishtarika king. It's about two of his servants, his queen Raviola.

A pair of male and female employees, who said they were serving Raviola.

And as for the man, isn't he working as if he were the prime minister (...) in front of him?

Ein noticed it.

"That...... But then..."

But strangely, when you start to realize it in this way, you can get even more confused.

The next thing Ain remembered was Oz's old story. The thing about Oz was on my mind, probably because of the reason for calling him to the King's Capital, but when this happens, I think back to the old stories I heard in Magna.

'Naturally, but that love never materialized. But he decided to keep an eye on the queen nearby.

It's part of an old story Oz told. I remember it in detail because it was part of Oz's own narrative, but it attracted interest.

And the love never materialized... In addition to this, it's a word the Elf's chief said.

'- I haven't heard a clear reason. But the male red fox was probably in love with Lady Raviola.'

In what Elf's chief said, there was this content.

These two stories just seem more relevant than anything else.

If we apply Warren to Oz's old story, it is also credible that he is a good red fox to take measures.

And the queen... I mean, she fell in love with Raviola and the love never materialized, but buried herself in Ishtarika.

I realized this was obviously the same story, and Ain suddenly stood up.

"Ha... I see. That's an overdone story... this."

Ain't got a dry laugh and laughs his own hypothesis.

But it's no longer possible to put it away in a joke.

'But there was another one who was sad. It's his childhood tame woman. The woman didn't leave under him, knowing her love wouldn't come true.'

"... at the end of the day, we saw the death of the queen."

Oz's old story should be something like this.

... I mean, I guess that's what it is.

Think repeatedly, like a curse, of stories that have been connected.

"- Mr. Beria."

"Yes? What did you do? Your Highness."

Calling Berea with an emotionless voice, Berea stops her sweat-wiping hand and looks back.

While calling about Beria, Ein's mood is extremely complicated.

Because if you try it for Ain, it's a totally unrealistic story.

I never dreamed that the person I'd ever lived with was someone who deserved to be special (...) like this.

... Ain't going to be questioning the truth about the facts that have come apart.

"Sorry to interrupt.... that, just one thing?

I spoke to Beria, who was wiping Warren's sweat.

"... Yes. What did you do?

When he looked at Ain with his eyes like he was worried about nothing, Beria waited for Ain's next word.

But Ain suddenly turned the signs into something different. Full of royal majesty, a sign that even Warren roared.

"In the name of Ein von Ishtalika, I issue you a royal decree. … before this, answer my question without lying or falsely"

"-!?

Was it unexpected, Berea opens her eyes?

Then he tries to forgive Ein or just react with a gesture for a moment, but Ein opens his mouth first.

"Mr. Beria. What is the name of the first queen you have served?"

I'm sure this turned out to be a deadly word.

Berea glanced into Ain's hand as she leaned down her arms as if she had lost her strength.

Inside that ein's hand, Raviola's demonic stone is just quietly gripped.

But when he saw Berea, who was just saying, Ain't changed his question.

"- The Old King's Capital. To the true Royal Cemetery, the two of you... Mr. Beria and Mr. Warren have had a trip with Master Raviola, haven't they?

"... Yes. Yes, sir."