Magic Gems Gourmet

Marco wasn't the only one in the garden. In addition to all the warriors made up of different races, Cain was there.

However, the look on Cain's face standing is not excellent and he looks wondering what's wrong.

A well-maintained garden had a slightly silly and disturbing atmosphere at this time.

And Marco is at the center of it.

(What happened?)

In the corner of the garden were you reading a book or there was Warren standing with his body deposited in a tree. He was confused by the situation, or he was closing the book and watching.

But his gaze is soon directed towards Shannon, who came with Ain.

"Why... why are you two together?"

The voice did not reach anyone's ear.

Now, look at Ain approaching. Cain opens his mouth.

"Marl."

"Father! Is something wrong? I heard a loud voice, though."

"Oh, I need to talk to you a little bit."

"... tell me"

"I don't mind. Actually -"

Then Marco interrupts his body between them and looks at Ain and says:

"Here comes the guy I could rub outside! So I'll take the blame!

"Ha... hey, weren't you supposed to change your tone?

"Oh, excuse me."

Change your tone?

Marco continued to talk to Ain, who tilted his neck, about his residence correctly.

"Dear Marc, a group of demons is approaching near the King's Capital."

"... eh?

"It will seem inexplicable.... it's all my fault. Because the demons that lead the group are the opponents I used to win with a single hit."

"So you're saying that the person you lost by comparison of power is bringing in a child?

"You're probably right."

When he heard it, Ain put his arms together and thought about it.

Given the character of a man named Marco, a single hit should undoubtedly be a legitimate battle. There can't be a battle that is sure to resemble a darkness.

(Rebellion)

So, I brought my kids back to do it.

No matter where I looked or heard it, it just seemed like a trinket that never happened.

"He says he's going to fight alone."

"Heh? Do you need to go alone?

"As Marl thinks, not a bit."

Even though they say so naturally.

"So! No! So! That this problem belongs to me alone!

Marco, on the other hand, does not give way and is restless.

"Ha... this is why the demon who lived alone"

"Father, that's too much."

"There's nothing too much to say. This guy's the one who bothered to tone up and try to change his standing behavior? You're missing one important mindset."

"So you had a different tone by reason - okay, do you want to go then"

The two shared consciousness, even without being particularly explicit.

Eventually he lines up his shoulders, puts Marco down and walks out. Further behind the castle gate is the main street that leads out of the Wang capital.

"I don't have enough minds...?

"Yes, there is only one decisive thing missing. All this would be a harm because I've lived alone, but you just have to remember it today. Okay, hey, there!

Cain said that and turned his attention to Warren, who kept his back on the tree.

"Me, is it?

"Oh yeah! I hear about the other day. I hear you have a head who can direct! Too bad it's not for me, I'm gonna need your help!

"Do me a favor, too. I'll leave you to it."

"... That's a really steep story. But let's take it."

Soon after this exchange, there was another stream of footage in Ain's brain.

'Please wait! I don't have enough mindset. "

The footage was the same sight I see in my eyes now. Unlike before, I don't get headaches.

Second, his and Cain's gaze intersects. You'd know that, wouldn't you? I think that's what they say, and Ain nodded and opened his teasing mouth.

"What did your father say?"

Words overlap in my head.

My voice and the words of Marc the First King were the same.

"Where is the royal family that sends only one of its people to battlefield?"

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Although it was near Wangdu that set the stage, there is nothing notable about it.

By the time Cain, the strongest swordsman, came out, he had no chance of winning. Sooner or later, there was Warren the Wise, and there was Marco the Strong as of now.

When the battle is over, the sky is already dark.

After the battle, which had no single victim, the warriors were drunk on the victory booze.

On a hill overlooking a star in the night sky.

Marco drew the grass closer under Ain, who seemed to enjoy watching the noisy cains and warriors on the plains.

"Why?"

'... hmm? What?'

'Correct the ex and I would have been the same. There is no difference between the demons who have made progress towards the King's capital and me. "

"Nothing. You weren't about to raid the king's capital."

"But it was close"

'That's why Father went to stop it. You've changed since they stopped you. "

Marco can't even think of the next sentence as a slightly more forceful answer.

"Father is sweet. I don't think I knew, but even in today's battle, he told his opponent's general to surrender to him and choose the path to reconcile. The result was no, and I let him lose. '

I mean Ein, no, when I say what Marc wants to say.

'You have embraced Ishtarika. That's why he's one of us now. "

and.

I threw a word similar to what I said before I went out.

There is an air that no longer permits objections.

As a result, Marco quietly repeated his thoughts. The significance of being yourself and the new values you have never had before also bring about changes in your instincts as a demon.

Aside from being strong, I was amazed at myself for feeling worthy.

"There are still things I don't understand."

I just kept saying that.

"In my heart, I felt warmth in the name of Ishtarika"

Then he suddenly broke his knee and looked up at Marc.

When I put my hand on my chest, I hold a strong respect and mouth.

"I wanted your name. Would you please give me a name? '

I said, "What's your name?"

"It's Master Left. Why, I accidentally hoped so. '

I know a name that looks a lot like him if it's Ain.

But Marc doesn't know.

Though it was Marc I thought about for a little while.

'It's a name similar to mine, but how about Marco?

I chose this name because I liked my name.

I was proud of the name my parents gave me, and I was so proud of it that I couldn't be any more.

So I thought I'd give you a name very similar to that.

'- Ha. About me, call me Marco as of today'

This is how they held hands together.

While I do feel bonds have been created.

"I hope so."

'Hmm?'

"Think of me, as the knight of Marc -"

In the moment when I wished to be exclusive, there comes a man who differs in his words.

I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

"Chi, Father!?

'After all, I'm still too sexually powerful as a demon...'

'No. This is to keep fairness'

Cain, who came, stands beside the two of them and says:

"There are so many things I want to be knights of Marr. Nothing... I'm not putting Marco out of my way. I mean, convince all of them before you do."

'... I see, Master Cain is right'

Sooner or later, Sylvia and I will make a choice.

After saying so far, Cain pointed to the plains.

"All right, Marl."

The voice echoed strangely to my head.

Marc's... No, it resonated strongly in Ain's ear. What's happened so far is a dream, and my voice changes like it's going to be real.

(Previously on...)

Think about it, I don't feel like my voice was double.

Ein was definitely talking to Marco, but Marc and his behavior in the video were two melons, and he couldn't tell which was real.

I got a little upset.

Momentum, shake your head left and right, punch your cheeks! and slap hard.

"Oh... what are you doing?

"It's nothing. So, what's better with the plains?

"I have things to talk to Marco about, including the future. Would you mind taking your seat off for a moment?

"Okay. I'll be there in a minute."

At the end of Ain's gaze as he walked out, the warriors making noise on the plains.

I guess I'll mix myself up and make a scene, not long after I think about it like this. "Oh, Master Marc," Warren spoke from the ground of the plain.

"The sky is beautiful today."

"Maybe."

"What do you say? It's more meaningful to read a book today than it is to the night sky?

"Naturally. That's why I'm reading a book. Unlike when we were in Wyburn, this one was too powerful."

Anyway, you can be chatting here.

As Ain tried to sit down next to Warren, he noticed signs of a presence. The signs are felt from a small forest lined with trees, a little further from the plain.

"You can read a book, but don't make your eyes look bad because it's dark"

"Oh, thanks for the advice."

"It would help if you did. Bye."

That's what I say, then I walk out again.

Up to the forest is the end of your eyes and nose.

Night breeze rocks one side of the grasshopper, saa...... sounds all the time.

The warriors' voices were also in the wind, but as they approached the woods, their voices were strangely small and they became deafening to the illusion that no one was there.

(What would you think if I came)

Stepping into the woods, I couldn't hear the surrounding noise any more.

Only here fell into a weird sensation, like a different world.

Ain goes further back.

A dry sound stepped on the fallen branches through the trees.

Eventually Ain reaches where the Lord of Signs is.

"- Why, did you understand?

The Lord is Shannon.

She was dressed the same way she was in the castle, and she stayed here looking not funny when she told me she was going to attend a nightclub now.

'Cause you were looking at me.

She wanted to ask how she figured it out, but Ain't answering.

"On the contrary, why were you looking at me?

"Huh...!

One step, Ain packed the distance.

But Shannon lags behind to refuse. Then the cold air crawled under Ain, centered at her feet.

"Please don't come"

Clear rejection seems to contain fears.

Shannon crouches in his arms after the words. I leaned down and shook my body.

Then what do you think?

Cold air adds momentum and quickly freezes Ain's feet.

…………

At this time, Ain forgot the hatred he remembered in modern times.

Because Shannon, trembling in front of me, looked like only one weak woman.

"I don't know what you're afraid of, though."

"Don't come."

"I'm not gonna reprimand you."

"Don't come, please!

"Now (,) I haven't done anything yet."

"Don't come... don't come - heh!

As the distance approaches, intense cold air strikes Ain.

"Why! Why... ugh! Why do you have everything? Get to the heart of the demon who was that crude man!

……

"You are loved without any power! I don't know what that means anymore!

Ain't the same thing Ain't got no idea what this situation means.

By the way, it should be said that it stabs exactly the skin, the cold air is waving fiercely. The skin on Ein's hands and feet is already frozen and should feel strong pain if normal.

However, Ain't even going to make it look spicy, but he's left with a serene look on his face.

The sound of breaking ground ice rings in Shannon's ear.

It came from right in front of me, fluffy, and smelled like Ain.

"It's cold."

Ain took off his coat and hung it on Shannon's shoulder.

I wouldn't be able to do this if I were modern, and I wouldn't have been willing to. But this is not modern, and Shannon has not done anything yet.

Because I was trying to fascinate Archet, but I'm ending up with an attempt by Ain.

Even so, if it's an attempt, there may be an attitude to be had with an attempt.

I didn't try to do that and felt pity was due to Ain's character.

"I don't know what you're anxious about and what you're afraid of,"

For now, the status quo, though.

"I'm not the enemy. If you're the people of Ishtarika, I'm on your side."

I mean, if it isn't, it becomes an enemy. Like I did to Wyburn.

I'm sure Shannon would understand the meaning of this word.

To the proof, she looked up and saw Ain. The blue-white face that I can't feel alive still shines on the moonlight and glorifies the beauty.

I'm still getting frostbite from my body. I'm surprised to see him again.

"Say it again. You're not my enemy."

This can be seen from Cain and Sylvia's thoughts.

Shannon's powers are more potent the more he has bad feelings about himself. And to say that the two of them did not have that effect is nothing more than because they had recognized Shannon as a single people.

"... I don't know everything anymore."

The last time Shannon squeaked powerlessly.

She fell weak, as did the words, and was supported by Ain just before she lay down.

Soon the cold air subsided and she let go of consciousness.

"I wonder if the key to the darkness I hold is the sight shown in that room"

It is that sight that can be described as an outrageous pole, shown in the passage leading up to it, in modern times, when visiting the true cemetery of the first king Marc.

"In the meantime, I have to go back"

I can't leave her unconscious.

Whatever it was, Ain't lifted Shannon back to the plains.