Magic Gems Gourmet

Ain't too cautious in character, but not too cautious in character either.

Sometimes I was particularly concerned about this battle, and I was thinking about winning and losing again in advance of the progress of the plan I had in mind.

One, there was something like a contradiction in my thoughts.

- Mm-hmm.

and crush it with a bunk inside the tent.

Residents who already live around use wood and stone to build houses, but Ain't still using tents.

For whatever reason, it's simply because this one is better.

These are what should be called the oldest demonic props, made by Sylvia.

Even if brought into modern times, it was a substitute that would be treasured as a luxury item such as the one used by the nobles.

Naturally, we need the Demon Stone.

I haven't been able to let go because of the air conditioning effect.

Now to the point.

When Ain reached for the ceiling, he thought about its far above - the existence that would see this world.

"I'm sure it's because of my unclear personality."

There is an uncut contradiction.

Because.

"... what I've been thinking is that we won't split Ishtalika"

Avoiding the consequences of splitting into two parts: the Wang Capital and the former Wang Capital in authentic history.

I thought this had something to do with winning or losing, and it's also something the first king couldn't do. That's why I thought it was good for this battle, but there was a contradiction here.

"Then that means you don't have to help Shannon."

Instead, it would have been nice to have stabbed her when she was moving.

But now that I didn't do it, Ain't looking like he lost. In other words, the status quo in which Shannon is alive is correct, and the preconditions will collapse.

Shannon is no longer an enemy in the first place, and Ain't willing to harm her, though.

I laughed bitterly that I had come up with trouble.

At about the same time, a voice comes from outside the tent.

"Marc, can I come in?

"... raviola? It's rare at this hour."

I don't know the exact time, but it's probably where the day has changed.

"I couldn't sleep, so we were talking. I was wondering what happened to Marc."

"What, we (,,)?"

"May I come in?

"Well, fine."

I wonder who she's with? This is the woman of our time, isn't it?

Ein's predictions will unfortunately come off.

"- It's unusual for you two to be together."

It was Raviola, who looked before bed, and Shannon, who would also look before bed.

They're both fantastic because of their thin clothes to figure out their body lines. Ain't staring too hard. Ain't looking away softly, he gets up from his bunk and points to the table.

"Why don't you just sit down? I'll even get you a drink."

Although there are no good tea leaves compared to modern times, they are nevertheless never bad.

Then Shannon took control of it by hand.

"I'll do that."

"You?

"What, are you dissatisfied?

"That's not what I said. You two are customers, and I just thought I should do it."

When I say that, I'm not your sidekick.

Sure, Ain snorts back with a bitter smile.

We sat in a chair with Raviola one foot away and watched Shannon brew tea for two.

"You didn't say you could stand still."

They didn't even say no.

Follow me, says Raviola.

"I'm sorry. It's just, you know, I thought you were good."

"Ha... That's enough. Here, go ahead."

Put the cup where the hot air stood on the table and she sat in the chair looking illuminated.

When transported to the mouth, the aromatic aroma and warmth spreads from the inside of the body.

"Delicious."

"Damn... good for you"

A somewhat throwing reply, but I know she seems happy.

Because I couldn't hide my mouth angle from rising loosely. I thought it would be infidelity to point it out, and Ein misled with a sneer.

"As I said earlier, it's unusual for you two to be together"

"How can you be with Marc when he's away from here?

Ain then opened his eyes unexpectedly.

"What, is it weird if I'm with this girl?

"Momo- - I don't think it's funny."

"I think I'll spend the night listening to what I'm about to say."

"You might be so happy to give me a break"

The three of them laughed when they spoke lightly.

Shannon brews tea substitutes and drinks them and the conversation continues.

"I don't know, but I can talk to this girl. That's all."

"Pfft...... yeah, right. I don't know why, but maybe it was compatible."

I guess the raviola for Shannon is what you could call a friend.

As always, Shannon seems illuminated, while Raviola has a tender cheek. It felt like the elderly had gone the other way.

Then the story becomes a souvenir story about where and what Ain has done.

What kind of battles have you fought and what kind of people have you met?

Seeing two people listening to pleasure, Ain on the talking side also smiled and made them talk.

- How long has it been?

Some time after the two came, Shannon's head ripped off the boat.

"Is it time to open up"

"Right."

".................. Yep"

After that, everyone was supposed to just go back to their beds.

Cologne, and Shannon's body fall to the table.

"Hey, I think I fell asleep..."

"Oh... I guess I was tired."

"I was tired, why?

"You work more than anyone else, so maybe your body was the limit."

Raviola's words caught Ain's interest.

"I do administrative work, too, but this guy's got a lot more work to do than I do. When my hands are free, it's like they're harvesting crops for me."

- That's too much work.

"But whoever stops won't ask. By the way, I wanted to repay Marc..."

Unexpectedly Ein blinks repeatedly.

I don't stop feeling special healthy about what I'm saying.

Soon Shannon trusted Ain from the bottom of his heart. I know she would never put this in her mouth, but she did tell me now.

"I'll tell you next time. He told me to make a day off."

Ain then stands in his chair and leans closer to Shannon, who has fallen asleep.

"Are you going to wake me up?

"Exactly. I'm thinking of taking you to her tent, and Raviola will follow you?

"Fine, but your body could shake and wake up, right?

Ein thought it was a bad idea, but Raviola thought differently.

"Nothing. You can just let him sleep in this tent."

"Ha... ha!? No, no, no!"

"Because Marc's tent is huge, half of it's used like a warehouse, right? So, you see, there's plenty of spare bunks."

"That's why"

"I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm staying, too."

Is that the problem with fulfillment?

That said, Raviola has the same stubborn side as Krone, and she should be willing to do that by now.

That's why I gave up, Ain says.

"... I'll get it ready, just wait"

"Phew, shall we prepare it together then?"

and.

Raviola and I went to bed together.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Another few days passed.

Leaving Kingsland, Castle of the Demon King...... Archet was there between the sights.

She's always in a bad mood these days. And it goes without saying that it was Ein's fault.

At dusk, which plunged in the sea color, there was a man who carried his foot before her.

"You're in a very bad mood again."

"... brother"

"If you're outside the castle, you'll see that."

"If that's the case - heh!

"You want me to bring Marc back and get the head of the Red Fox?

"... that too, but you don't think I found out? Because even I know your brother's hiding and doing something."

I don't know what you're talking about.

Even in front of Shirazuka Cain, Archet regrettably couldn't beat him with his mouth.

"I don't know, just ask Sylvia."

"Mmm, I can't do that"

"Hmm?"

Eventually, Cain, who came all the way next to the throne, pounds Archet's head and strokes it.

Whenever she opens her mouth pompous, turn to her tender expression.

"I'm not in a position to ask your sister."

"Why is that?

"Because your sister's doing me the job I have to do"

"You're right."

So I can't say I can't, I just step on two legs.

It's also impossible to get to where Ain is on his own. The lack of a land survey may be manageable if you look at the map, but in the first place, the Demon King's self cannot leave the King's Capital.

I couldn't send a warrior because it would be hostile to Ain.

But.

"Arche, I brought you such good news. This is the hand from Marc..."

"Mi, let me see!

When Cain sees the letter he took out of his chest, Archet snatches it away like a snag.

Oh, man, Cain shrugs his shoulder.

To her, who read the letter, he laughs and says, niggling.

"Apparently, in a few days, you'll be back in this king's capital."

Previously complex emotions cloud like lies.

Soon as Archet put the letter on his lap, he looked up at Cain and exchanged his gaze.