Magic Gems Gourmet

"Long time no see, Mr. Warren"

"We're out of time, Dear Ein. Even so, you were taking a trip to the castle the other day. But you seem to have grown even more vividly than you did then."

"You can flatter me. Because I can illuminate."

"Ha ha, I see... I seem to have worn some extra time"

"How's King's Capital these days?

"There are more than twice as many knights compared to Strom. Fortunately, there is not a single disturbing disturbance"

That's the king's knee.

I wouldn't say Strom is doodled, but the security system is not comparable.

Ugh, and when he taps to gently stroke Chris' head, which can be lit as he roars small, Ain't got one step ahead of her.

Warren looked smiling.

"I thought this was another good trend."

"... Yes? What?"

"No, never mind. It just seemed so convenient."

That's what Warren coughed up.

"How was Lord Tiggle?

"There was nothing notable about it, or it seemed calm and tiggly."

"That's above all. It used to be very windy, but now the impression seems to be fading."

"Noble or among the people?

"I guess I should say both. Because it was not discriminatory hearts and minds that were taking root, but because of the way they behaved towards Olivia and Ain before. With that said, I think Lord Chris was the same."

What do you think? Warren asked as he stepped in between glances.

"No, I was satisfied with destroying that mansion. It's already done... because we just have to break it off as a past heim"

Ein opens his mouth in a hazy way to his current words. Earlier this morning, I remembered what Dill had just told me.

"Mr. Warren. Actually, last night..."

Chris, who was listening one foot ahead, is not surprised, but he listens with a strange face.

However, Warren, on the other hand, slowly raised his white brow.

"Details later. Let's take a look at Lord Marco's report and what he did. But if it's the survival of a Heim soldier... it stinks of kina"

"Tiggle said some of them were trying to cut my shell out. Honestly, I think these two have something to do with it."

"I agree with you. There is also the survival of the Round Heart, and the disappearance of your wife. It's not a ridiculous story whether we have a grudge against Ishtarika or not, but then our aim is too opaque."

Especially in the part where it can be done or not, Heim's survival is difficult to act on.

Among other things, Round Heart is one of the delicate topics. When you make an ID check, it is imperative that if you have a name for it, it is a commotion.

Warren, with a sunless face, gave him a rare and deep wrinkle and a glimpse of confusion.

- But after dozens of seconds he nods with his original expression.

"Let's change the direction of our expectations. Those from Heim are not executors, but are probably in the same position as before."

"Uh... that means"

"Because they are quite good at treating them as hand pawns. To Ishtarika, no, in this case to Ein, but the bad feelings will show even more work."

Though it is only a matter of possibility. He ended up accompanied by:

Previously, it was used by the Red Fox to exploit the emotions still held by the King even when he disappeared. A word of pity looted the back of Ein's brain, but in their case, the deserved aspect is also strongly unsympathetic.

It was implicitly suggested that the mastermind was something else.

"Don't worry though. We are also working on the matter of the western side of the continent, which was reported by Mr Ein the other day. We will make sure that those entering the country by boat are more strictly identified."

For one thing, I do what I can just do as things stand. Warren shows with attitude.

Ain't no peace of mind if he's running out of hands.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

The ceremony came to a successful conclusion.

There were no disturbing disturbances in particular, showing stability that was very different from that of Strom.

A disturbance in the castle is a big problem, but for one thing, the fake egg will take the form of leaving Tiggle's hand and subsiding in the hands of King Silvard.

- Midnight. At the salon near King Silvard's bedroom.

The two take to the salon like a secret meeting without informing other families or those close to them.

"In keeping with Cain's behavior... then I can't scold the rest"

Ein told him about a hidden dungeon near the old King's capital, the Demon King's Castle.

"... sorry"

"Good. If you regret it, let's forgive it. But it would help if you let me go a second time."

"Of course. If you really need it, I'll talk to your grandfather first."

"... that's surprisingly honest. What's the matter with you?

Heh heh, deeply chopped wrinkles. Silverado laughs.

The dim salon was bright just in the moonlight and even fantastic with reflections on the well-designed furniture.

"I didn't even want to think about leaving everyone and being flown into another world,"

"- Only if there's someone to love."

Silvado rose from the couch where he had sat until then.

Ain, come here.

"... Yes?

I was wondering what was wrong with you. Standing up Ain.

Then head to the window as you follow the invitation and eventually open the glass door and proceed to the balcony.

The night breeze is cold and my fingertips are about to get caught, but weaving the coat I had soothes that cold too.

"Wang Du. Behold the city of Castle. Whether it's this time of year, it's busy, and the sights people make."

Yesterday, a strong sense of responsibility developed.

My body trembled when I reaffirmed that I would be at the apex of all this people in the future. I don't know if it's something like a samurai tremor, or if I've become scared - but as an Ain individual, I just want to be the former.

"The presence of Krone will be particularly great in the case of the Lord. Good thing. It's great to say who you've known since you were a child."

"That. Are you different from your wife?

"... the rest of the story"

Then after a dozen seconds of silence, Silvard nods alone.

Melt out the snow in your palm and open your mouth.

"Well, sometimes you can talk like that."

Side of the talking silverado.

From the viewing ein, in a nutshell, it was "dressed" well.

"It was decades ago. There are other childhood girls, some older, aristocratic born, smart... with a large, livered personality -"

……

"I don't know how many times I've been scolded. The rest of my childhood I was a so-called Yanko Boy (,,,,,). They did all the things you wanted to do."

"What, was your grandfather scolded?

"Mm-hmm. I've had my head snapped. She's a disrespectful woman with no hesitation! When you say……, you're immediately disputed? I've never won a bickering."

Ain't nodding back at Silvado for fun talking about whether such a woman was nearby.

"But as we grew, the distance arose. I noticed the difference between a man and a woman, and he was reluctant to do so. Clap the rest for the difference in momentum. I used to go out and surprise him without even contacting his house."

"Yeah... didn't you get mad at that"

"I was pissed. She's ready, too, so I'll call her. No, he was the same as before. The one that grew sober as I grew, but I was happy to know the essence remained the same. Since then. I'm starting to enjoy the rest of my time with him."

It was just a little younger than Ain now. That's what he can say.

"I looked forward to the day when I would take a trip to the castle, and I noticed the rest of the color and tried to get my hair done more than usual. He laughed when he saw the rest of his temper."

……

"- But it's about one day. He got sick. There were no special effects at the time. It was an epidemic... my father told me to be prepared for the rest. It was a peculiar disease that could never be transferred to a human being and was only expressed to an Inhuman."

I'm ready, I'm telling you to be prepared for a woman called Akiko to die.

How cruel. But Ein couldn't even understand what his predecessor was saying.

"I was only clear on one thing I needed to help. It is also the material of the red balls of the earth... the nucleus of the dragon. At the time, however, there was no surplus and there was not enough medicine. The rest moaned and asked the guild to go himself. But naturally, they never found the material."

That means the death of a woman.

Ain closed his eyes to a heartbreaking story.

"So the rest, for the first time, went to Baltic alone against his father. There must be one over there, believe me, I took a trip near the old king's capital - but the results are scattered. I was attacked by demons, breathed constantly, and was helped by adventurers who happened to be on the street."

(Oh, that? Grandpa... No, could I be like Grandpa?)

"The rest was taken to the king's capital to pick him up... but I want to ease his suffering a little bit. That's why the rest of us decided to lie. The nucleus of the dragon that was needed was found. You drugged that, so take it! That's what I ordered. I tried to distract you."

The result was a powder of lies.

I hope it was just a pain pill, of course, it can't be effective.

But.

"But fortunately, the means to relieve the symptoms were discovered by chance. I was very pleased with the rest - but it was no longer too late, and the researchers tried to tell me that the procedure had been applied…"

……

"But I asked for the rest. I also told my father to throw all the rest of the pennies at him and order him to be treated. The researchers followed the rest of the words and treated them."

Ein swallows the saliva.

"That night... I held his hand so hard that I could sleep."

"And then what happened......!?

Ain't closing in to ask you about Silvard with an eye-opening, imminent look.

"Five days have passed since the day the treatment was administered. And the rest of them are no longer childhood friends."

I also know what it means is wordless.

While in other HR, so old story Ein grabbed the fence with remorse.

Ein's body trembled unrelated to the cold in her memory of her first love, which was too bitter.

"... what a disease it was"

"Life surrounded by demonic props, that is, the harms of modern times with increased technical skills - magic deficiencies inside demonic stones. It wasn't an epidemic disease or anything, it was a symptom from pure demon stone losing power to death"

I mean, I guess childhood taming was inhuman.

The silence we visited between us.

Eventually the salon door opens quietly and a woman's voice reaches from the indoors.

"- You? Ain't I bringing you all the way up here, you're gonna catch a cold, right?

Hearing Laralua's voice, the two turn their eyes and go back inside.

"Ein, by the way. I have a story to tell."

"Uh... one, continued...?

"Mm-hmm. The rest and the other one are no longer childhood friendly."

Silvered with a grin.

Pom, Pom. I gently stroked Ain's head.

Ain's heart regains serenity in contrast to the story in loving, gentle gestures.

"The rest of us have a new relationship as fiancées."

His face, smiling niggardly, said that it was a face that was already in a good mood. A gaze toward Laralua is the answer.

When Ain managed to reach the couch, he sat down to lose power from his entire body.