Magic Gems Gourmet

- It's been a whole day since Chris' confession.

After completing his work in the Wang capital, Ein will return to Strahm.

Lots of people drop me off - a short while ago, I was walking into Warren's office.

Bunch of paper, ink scent.

Ein stands in front of a larger desk placed in the back.

A few minutes ago, they just sat back and finished the consultation.

That was about the disturbance in recent times, already walking away, but Krone was also present. Although she had left this room behind for the return journey one foot away.

"If you ask, Lord Chris was making a passionate confession..."

And Warren said as he looked at the paperwork.

"... I'd like to know where the information is."

"He seemed to be paying people, but he said he saw the pay he took by chance. He came to report it to me only secretly."

"I see. Well, maybe I can't help it."

"I've been jerked off for years... but even as far as I'm concerned, I have feelings close to infinity"

Tons, tons.

When I put the paperwork together and on my desk, Warren holds powerful eyes in the back of her lowered brow.

Morning sun sewing the gaps in the curtains like a backlight.

"That day, the bloodline I dropped off in the Old King's Capital returns to one. I am so delighted that I cannot speak."

What Warren says is still a quick word.

"To inherit silver and to give the royal family the glory of eternity."

"... a lot of confusion."

"I can predict roughly, but Master Ain seems to think of only one mistake."

"Mistakes?"

"Yep. It is not a mistake to follow so-called success stories. However, in order not to overlap failures, it is closer to the correct answer to refer to examples of failures. If you do, it won't fail any more."

Ain't got no voice. Ain't nodding.

"If there are those who are far from the ideals of Ein, there will be no problem if you try to be careful not to be one of them."

Warren talks about Heim in the dark.

Ein nodded with a broken cheek, wondering if there was an idea to say so.

"I will not tell His Majesty anything about you and Lord Chris."

"Is that it? I want you to tell me right away that this happened - and you're not saying that?

"You don't have to look so strange. Anyway, I didn't see the scene."

"... I see. So you're gonna leave it to us."

"Well, what the hell"

"It'll help. Looks like you're watching over me."

Ein looks at the watch in large measure. Time for a good time.

With a lower voice, he tells Warren "thank you" and returns his heel.

"Dear Ein,"

Warren's voice reaching the back, just a little stiff voice color.

"Red Dragon will always hunt. The resulting nucleus will soon reach the Son of Ain, who will be born, as the red ball of a new earth."

"That would be nice. If only we could take the nukes without any damage, we'd be in full swing."

"You're right. - And if the Black Dragon was born as inherited."

Ain can also tell by the look on his face that slowly broke him, that he's becoming a floating voice.

"You should be served. For the world tree of bulimia to use its magic stone as its strength."

Pickup, and Ain't stopping.

He did not look back and repeatedly blinked as he looked at the door.

"I'm not going to tell Master Ain to fight for me. Naturally, I or His Majesty intend to stop. But we don't have the means to stop Ein. in a predominantly warrior sense."

"... you don't get it, do you? Just in case, I might not move to not worry about the people I care about"

"It won't. His Royal Highness Prince Ain is the one who stands up and confronts the crisis when the damage is likely to fall on the important people."

Ain't got no objection and a bitter smile scratches his temples.

"So I thought I'd tell you while I'm at it. I want you to get all the power that Black Dragon has, not half as it did when it was a sea dragon. It's all in one mind."

"How could you do that all of a sudden?

"Your Majesty was worried. About the hidden dungeon."

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"If you become, if you gain a higher strength than the existence of a divine hidden dungeon, in case it becomes impossible? and i am treading...... hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

The high laughter of an aged voice echoes.

Ain held his head with both hands, regretting the worry he had made his grandfather shake his body.

"Oh, uh... I see... that might be a good idea"

The last time he laughed, he left Warren's office behind.

"Nevertheless - if it is as inherited, it will already gain tremendous power. Is there such a thing as being the other person?"

If you were there, it would be exactly like being called God.

Warren conceived a view of the castle town in the morning, spreading out the window.