Magic Gems Gourmet

I turned back to my room and climbed to my desk. Chris and I broke up on the way. Ain't alone now.

Sit back in a comfortable chair and open the drawer.

The first thing I took out was parchment. It is colored with gold dissolved in embossed letters and, if read, it states Ein von Ishtarika.

The royal Ishtarika crest was embossed next to each other, and this one was similarly colored with gold.

I put it on my desk, followed it up and took it out with a bundled note.

It feels nice to feel soft and smooth if it is the belly of your fingers. Thick. It's a luxury item at first glance.

One, two... count to seven. Ain't got enough to make sure.

"Well, let's write it down..."

Take the pen that was put up on the pen stand.

The tip of the pen with elaborate design is made of misthrill and is not normally the same material used for the pen.

The man who used it was Prince Wang. Probably because there is a special make that

He sucked black ink that was not as clear as dew and moved parchment in front of him.

"- But here's the thing... I feel repellent"

May I, therefore, make a directive out of parchment?

It is not a matter of cost or courtesy. This is only a mental issue for Ein personally.

It happened a few years ago that I went through the back of my brain. It was when Ain gave salvation to Marco, who ran wild.

The defeated Marco dropped an old parchment directive from inside his vanished body.

The giver is Cain. It was Durahan, who was the leader of the original Black Knight.

Ein is irritated by complex emotions.

Do you ever get caught up in some black cause or effect, like that time?

It is like this directive tying Marco up - wondering if it would not be such a curse.

It's only a concern, but it leaves a lump.

"... I'll write this one later"

It's sunny. It's not too late to write first.

I avoided parchment and took the note in my hand. There are multiple destinations, all of which are aristocratic, and royal.

"Yeah, first of all to Grandpa..."

Krone must have already delivered the report to Warren.

I laughed at an aide who worked efficiently. But it is inevitable that we should also send a letter from Ain.

Further, write the letter and describe the situation concisely.

"Leonard and Bats, I guess."

This is an order, not a call in Ain's name.

It's just like a letter of recommendation.

Even Ain't gonna force me to do it, and I'm not gonna ask you to do it.

"- Due to the circumstances, I would recommend you both. Ein von Ishtalika...... ok, that's ok"

I have some blemishes because they are aristocrats.

Even if they were civilians, so no problem. I don't want to say that, but I can't deny that I have smudges.

Ein decides to wait for it to see what reply he receives from both the Duke of Forth and Baron Crim houses.

"Let's write one last letter to both of you."

I just don't feel comfortable hearing from the royal family because it's Ein's recommendation.

If I insist, even though I'm in a friendship, I don't feel good about Ein on the sending side either.

It can't even be a public or private confusion, but if you care about them, it's fine.

There is not much content.

There's going to be a case. We need both of them. So I need you to help me with my job.

If you speak loudly, it was to this extent.

I miss the fact that Loran isn't mixed up in this.

"Well, Loran already helped me when Leviathan..."

When I mocked myself, I immediately acknowledged the letter for both of them.

But as always, it makes me feel better.

I have many memories in school. Particularly impressive among them would be demonic local traineeships.

Bats scolded me, Leonard worried me, and Loran rushed to build a demon prop.

Along the way, Dill disappeared - there was a little play called - but it would be a valuable experience if you finished it.

With such dear friends, I may be able to work now that I graduate from school.

I don't force myself, but I dreamed of a desire to take it inside.

- Chillin.

Ring the desk mounted bell.

Tens of seconds after it rings, Martha will come.

"Would you like to call me?"

With what Martha has done, Ain stands up and approaches her.

"Please send this letter to your grandfather"

"I'm in awe. We will deliver it by the end of the day"

Simply communicate and Martha leaves the room.

In the meantime, it was about a dozen seconds, but a relationship that conveys gratitude with each other's voice and attitude.

It's a short time to say he's done his job, but Ain't stretched out and rattled his body.

"Well then... we're still here."

A glimpse. The parchment is on my desk.

I try to sit back in my chair and get my pen back, but I'm still lost.

I don't know if I'm indecisive, or if I care too much about what's past.

I can't stop.

"- Oh, I've got something good in mind"

Open the drawer again and take out only one note.

Yeah, yeah. Nodded and lined up with parchment.

"You just have to write down two. That way, I'm sure you'll be fine... don't you think"

It hasn't solved one thing, but Ein's mental health is correct.

I glided a misrillic pen tip in delight.

The contents of the directive are identical. The difference is about the paper material.

"I'll give it to you later."

Ein, who finished writing the two sheets, wrapped them round and fastened them with strings.

Ain then rubbed his belt on the chair and the sword he was carrying fell to the floor.

"Ah..."

My body becomes dewy.

What a rumor. Because that's the sword that made Marco as a material.

I laughed bitterly and took my sword and placed it on my desk.

"Speaking of which, I've always forgotten to ask you to decide the name... Maybe I'll get Marco to think about it later."

It seems like a day to rely on Marco, and I don't even know how many times I've spoken to Marco.

Looking at the sword, which showed no less disastrousness, Ain thought aggressively.

"... red fox, huh"

It's settled. I no longer have to worry about the Red Fox.

Ain't worried about what Ain had in his heart, it's nothing more than a certain doubt.

"Anon...... right. I don't know. It was a skill..."

When I take the status card out of my nostalgia, I see a skill that's been around since I killed her.

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Ein von Ishtalika

[JOB] World Tree of Rampant Eating

[Level] UNKNOWN

[Health] ask

[Magic] ask

[Attack] -

[Defense] -

[Agility] -

[Skills] World tree of bulimia, curse of solitude, seductive poison

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I've already given up, but there's no remnants of me as a human being in a good way.

The only characteristic is the description of health and magic because, Katima said, it is heavily influenced by the surroundings.

Stretch the roots and it will only get stronger if you smoke it. That's just it, but all I see is real problems, bitter laughter.

"I know it's not a power to storm badly, but it doesn't stick"

Ability to do all the incredible things - it was a curse and poison.

He manipulated Archet the Demon King, and so did the Demon King's Army at the time. Many of King Heim's capitals were also manipulated and influenced the Logas.

This is where the unaffected relate.

"You're crazy... Mr. Archet was affected, but neither Mr. Cain nor Mr. Sylvia... neither of you were affected. Didn't do it intentionally? No, you can't be foolish like that."

Surely she should have tried.

You used your skills to curse and manipulate them.

But Archet should be more resistant to that. Why didn't you two be affected by it?

"No, there's another exception...... no, there were two of them. To Marco... it's Grint."

Marco continued to fight for hundreds of years.

At least, he's definitely weaker than Archet.

In Grint's case, it should be even weaker.

No matter how high Grint reaches the heavenly knight, Anon's curse manipulates the Demon King as well. There's no way I can resist... It's supposed to be.

During the showdown at Heim Castle, Anon desperately tried to stop Grint.

Because I realized I couldn't beat the power of Ein, who turned me into a demon king.

She spoke in an ordered tone trying to protect Grint's life, but Grint fought Ain by shaking off that stop.

Cain, Silvia, Marco and Grint.

Think about what these four have in common,

"Yes, no... I don't think we have anything in common... that we will never..."

I don't have one clue. It's not that I care now, but I can't help but care.

-Concon.

"Go ahead."

But it's a good time to visit. Ain answered Knock.

"I'm suddenly sorry, Ein. Um... it's tomorrow, and I'd like to ask you to meet with the Chamber of Commerce... so, what's up?

When I saw Ain on the face of the face, Krone was confused.

If you blink repeatedly, you'll come close to me worried.

"Well... I mean, I was thinking, or something"

Hard to say. Very hard to say.

I can't believe that was about the Red Fox, I just wanted to refrain from saying it.

"What were you thinking?

"It's not a big deal, so don't worry about it. It's okay. Was it tomorrow's meeting?

"What were you thinking?

……

Her face about a few centimeters away.

The willingness to dwell in clear eyes hunts Ain down and doesn't allow him to avoid making explicit statements.

In the end, Ein will be defeated. The Demon King is defeated by one girl. How poetic it must not seem.

"- Well, it's not a big deal."

And I prefaced and talked about the questions I had just had.

What are you thinking on holiday? Krone hugs Ain's head if he thinks he's got a complicated look.

"Are you tired? Are you okay?"

"No! It's nothing like that, I just happened to wonder......!

The mood for me to hold him as he was and the desire to deny him coexisted.

As a result, Ain put her hand on her shoulder and said hard.

"Ha... so I feel more seriously sick than I am tired?

"... So, what do you think of Krone?

"You ask me that? What I know is only trivial?

Still, I just needed a little advice.

As I understand it, Krone is very gentle with Ain.

Sometimes I get confused, but she always works to help Ain.

This time, it won't even leak into that example.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Cain took over Ain's body once, didn't he?

"Did you mean when you went to Euro for a name?

"Yeah, that's when it happened. Cain said something then, didn't he?

Ain't desperate to think back.

It will be since I woke up six months later, but the dialogue Ain had spoken of at the time has been heard from Chris.

Surely that dialogue......

'That's always been it. Always scratch the other guy. But... no, it was from the beginning. I believed him, and that was my mistake.'

'I was just wondering if you miss me. But no...... I guess that was willing to play from the start. Ever since "Arr", ever since "Um"... Huh!

I remembered distressingly.

Will this be a clue of some sort?

"Hmm... does that mean Cain believed in the Red Fox at first and accepted it"

"If you ask me, I might,"

"It's a different story, but Ein wasn't fascinated, was he? Perhaps the curse and the shooting have affected me."

I never found Anon particularly attractive, nor was I attracted to her words.

Ain nodded without speaking out.

"Dear Cain and Silvia. If you two had embraced the Red Fox, so would Marco. He should follow those two intentions. Because it was your brother who stayed..."

Krone thinks with her fingers on her glossy lips.

Ein, on the other hand, doesn't even realize what the three of us out of Grint have in common.

"Oh, yeah. My hypothesis is correct because you two had a good relationship with each other with forgiveness..."

"So, Krone! That hypothesis..."

"Hehe. Wait a minute."

A finger that was on her lips until just now was pressed against Ain's lips.

Then dozens of seconds. She finally tells the answer.

"Why didn't you just go through with those four... ok."

"Is it not too soon? I was pretty lost."

"Maybe it's easier for a girl to notice. Only for this reason...... but"

- I see, I don't know.

It's just unnecessarily confusing and refreshing.

"Difficulty... it was a little lonely. It's ironic, why I don't even want to notice it."

"Was that a lonely skill?

"Yep. I just don't think she understood the terms."

And Krone laughed lonely.

When he sighs loudly, he regains his mind and gives a bright look, telling Ain to tease him.

"Krone, that's why..."

"I'll teach you to get closer to the answer"

Krone blocked the word.

"Ain't gonna work for me if Ain't using that skill. Now, think about why it didn't work for the four of us."

"Duh... I don't know what you mean."

"I don't know what to think anymore."

Crone leaned her neck and lowered her eyebrows. I told Ain about the new information.

"It wouldn't work for me, but if I had used it for your brother, it would have worked better than anyone else."

"It works for Grint," he said? Even though Anon used it and it didn't work?

"Yeah, 'cause this is about the people who use it."

Would there have been any other clues? Then,

'Hey... love me?

(Huh!?)

That's what the mysterious girl told Ain. Castle of the Demon King, in a room called Red Fox.

I hadn't forgotten it because it was impressive in a place where a certain curse had been planted, confusing what had carried my legs.

……

Is that what happened? Ein gets to the answer as well.

I can't help but feel sad when I say I was an enemy.

You can't know where she was born, but there must have been something there that wasn't light.

"I want you to love me,"

Finally Ain noticed too.

I noticed it when I said who that skill works for.

(It doesn't work as well as someone with positive emotions, it works as well as someone with negative emotions...)

Cain, Sylvia, and Marco.

I guess I used to have positive feelings for her.

It is no longer love that leads to Grint.

That's why Grint didn't stop when she was desperate to stop it.

There may be other conditions, such as resistance, but this is definitely the main condition.

It is precisely because of the toxin decomposition EX as to why the seductive poison did not work on Ein.

I'm not going to forgive her for what she did. And there's also a reason why I want to guess... just a little bit.

Unstoppable, depressed, irritated by the evil feelings towards the then obsessed Red Fox, Ain shook his head (wearing it).

"- I just deposited a letter to your grandfather with Martha."

After a silence that doesn't know how long, Ein changes the conversation without connecting back and forth.

It is also to change the air in the place where it continues to descend, a conversation to keep Ein away from difficult emotions to brush.

"Letter to Your Majesty?

"Ah. Chris told me about the example criminal organization, so I guess the candidate for it..."

Introduction That you chose Marco.

By his advice, he chose Leonard and the Bats. Tell Krone these two points.

"I think it's a good decision. The Duke of Forth should be bright on those parts too, because Baron Crim has been defending the town against demons for years."

Both of his sons have been educated from an early age. Krone upheld this decision.

"The question is, will you accept it?"

"... right. Let's wait in anticipation of a good reply"

Right. Ain nodded.

Then Krone, who noticed something he spoke out short, tells Ein with pleasure.

"Something good happened. The Inaugural Celebration was received from Lord Shearling."

"From Mr. Shearling?

"Yeah, to all the black knights - a couple of weapons. Give Ein a treasure sword."

That treasure swords and dots are not meant for combat. It's only a treasure sword, and it's a story of some scattering of gems and stuff.

However, if you hear that Shearling has struck, the swords there may be as blunt as they are.

"Then I guess I'll have to write a thank-you letter as well.... Oh, there's no more in this drawer"

I'll play the drawer, but I don't see a note just right.

When Ain stood up, he advanced his legs toward the bedroom.

"I think it was in that room over there. I'll get some."

Then, after Ain walks away, Krone remembers another.

Speaking of which, I noticed that you were giving gifts to the waiters and cooks...

I used to hear of knives that cut well, but it should have been a distinctive name,

"What did I say... but Wabo Cho...?"

- Ein, who returned, acknowledged the thank-you letter while talking to Krone.

And two days after this day.

Ein will receive a response from Leonard and Bats.