Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

"So, what are we supposed to do?

"If you could talk to me, that would be fine. External stimulation is effective in getting inspiration. That is also preferable to a race that I have never been involved in before. That's why I asked the Alliance."

Muller, sitting deep on the couch, looks invincibly at this one as he turns the wine glass loosely.

By the way, the glass is empty.

I have no idea what he wants to do.

"Well, shall we talk about our journey so far?"

"Oh, nice. As you can see, I'm poor, so I'm attracted to something like Adventure Tan."

I tell Muller about the journey I've been on as I occasionally get Phyllia to supplement me.

Muller listened seriously to us as he circled his eyes to his surprise several times.

"You've been through a lot of danger to your life... are you all adventurers?

Muller says as he pours drinks into my glass after he finishes the conversation.

Phyllia shook her head to it.

"No, Mr. Yuri just doesn't have a special order."

"When you're on the frontier of living or dying, you can feel 'alive'. That's good."

"Look, I want to be on this street."

What are you trying to do?

As far as I'm concerned, I'd rather not believe a human being with a leg on the scene of living or dying.

It doesn't make things any better when you slap your leg, so it's best to have fun.

You read my thoughts like that, Phyllia whispers, "It's strange to be able to put that into practice".

"Well in that sense, that's exactly who I think Mr. Muller has never been involved with before...... what do you think? If you're inspirational."

"Yeah, it sounds good. Something's going to come down in a little while."

"Almost there……………"

If there's one more push, it's going to help Muller escape the ramp.

But at a time when I couldn't even look at the freed muscles, I already had no plan to irritate Muller.

Because you can only do the most obvious things like splitting up and lighting a flame on your fist with friction.

If I can't do it, is Phyllia the rest?

"All right, Phyllia, show him one song"

"Uh, nothing good...... but why suddenly?

Feelia with a strange face.

But I haven't forgotten.

That Phyllia is a transcendent tone deaf.

"You might think of something in shock if you listen to a tone-deaf singing voice."

"You're so rude that you can't escape saying it, Mr. Yuri.... hehe, and when wasn't I before you?

Feelia smiled invincibly, proudly putting her hands on her hips.

"He's secretly practicing songs and stuff, so he should be better than before."

Oh, my God, Phyllia was practicing the song in secret for me, too.

Surprisingly, it's about the hard-working Phyllia, I don't suppose she's lying.

When it does, it is likely that it is also no longer tone-deaf.

"What, so it doesn't make sense......"

"Please stop being overtly depressed. I mean, I think you should be glad you're better than tone-deaf!

Muller turns the glass to Phyllia, who protests against me.

The contents are empty.

"I'd like to hear you sing. Music enriches my heart. I hear ideas are more likely to be born in a relaxed state, and I'm honestly glad to hear such beautiful singing."

"Thank you very much. … Yuri, please feel like Muller."

I see, Phyllia does seem happy.

If the secret is in a conversation with Muller, it's not a rush to imitate it.

Then and observing Muller, Muller scratched up his forehead and winked at Phyllia.

"Well, I'm the most beautiful one."

"Well, I'm the most beautiful one."

"Mr. Yuri, please don't imitate me that way"

He said he imitated it because of it, but it stopped him.

I'm still not sure about Phyllia.

"It's a little embarrassing to be seen seriously......"

Phyllia, standing in front of us, just coughed up one more thing.

Are you a little nervous or your cheeks are a little red?

"Ah, uh," he rang his throat a little before finally Phyllia sang.

"Whoa."

The moment I heard the first sound, I made an unexpected voice.

The neighbor Muller also seems quite surprised, with his eyes open all the time.

- Bad. Too bad.

When I heard it before, it was the woods, so it was still better for when there was a sound escape.

Phyllia's singing voice heard indoors was nothing but discord.

It is a completely incomprehensible event even with an intelligent me as to how a voice like the sound of a regular bell can be such a difficult sound to hear when it becomes a song.

I mean, Phyllia, you're not any better at singing!

Watching Phyllia sing in a pleasant way, me and Muller endured these few minutes of suffering.

"How was it?

"I want to change my tympanic membrane"

Finished singing, Phyllia, I give my opinion frankly.

No, if I change my mind, I can say that I have trained my tympanic membrane. It was a nice song in that sense.

"What do you mean…………? It wasn't terrible, was it? See? Ah, mi, what did Mr. Muller think!?

Phyllia talks to Muller.

Muller would be just like me - and I thought, for some reason, Muller moved to the campus with a quick move.

"Wait a minute...... Ooh, here I come! Flashing! Your throat… thanks to the characteristic song, it inspired me!

"I didn't call you terrible right now!?

"It was terrible, no matter how I think about it"

"I have no allies............!? Ugh, someone praise me ~! I practiced in secret because I didn't!"

Talent is cruel.

Watching Phyllia summon in front of Muller moving her hand with a slur, I thought so.

"You inspired me to get out of the ramp. I have to thank you."

When the sky began to set, Muller came out to drop us off outside the mansion.

He sees the evening and wants to say, "You're beautiful, too, but you can't beat me."

Sounds fun and above all.

"Oh, yeah. This is a thank you from me, apart from a reward. Will you take it?

Saying so, Muller gives me a larger painting wrapped in cloth.

I can hold it fine, but it is lightly large enough for Phyllia.

The contents are wrapped in cloth and you can't see them now, but you'll see them when you get back to the inn.

"It's today's work. It's been a long time, but the quality is inside. I'm sure you'll be happy."

"Can I get you something like that?

"Yeah. I told you, I'm grateful."

Muller winks with a smile.

"Well, here I am. Both of you......... Chao!

"Damn, Chao......"

"Bye."

We broke up with Muller, and we walk out to our own inn.

"……… He was a strange person."

"Probably sick. Poor thing."

"But when I first met Yuri, it was more shocking."

"That's more than that………."

I'm decent.

He suddenly confessed to Phyllia.

"He had a cool face, but are you glad he refused to confess?

"My face is certainly pretty neat among those I've ever met, but my lover is not the one I choose with my face. Personality matters, personality matters."

Phyllia nods as she convinces herself of her words as she says.

Character…………?

"…… Phyllia is quite beautiful."

"What.... as it is, well so. One hundred and twenty out of 100."

... No, this guy was a narcissist too. Well, put that away.

"Phyllia's theory is that even though it's her face, she's never even kissed her... doesn't that mean she has a bad personality?

"Grunting...... I just don't have eyes for everyone! I'm not bad!

"I hope so."

"…… isn't the follow-up cluttered? Be sincere so as to whisper love to your lover more"

Phyllia stops, her eyes narrow and hands on her ears.

"Come on, come on. Love me."

"Let's go home, Phyllia."

"Oh, hey, don't leave me!

I ignored Firia and walked out.

By the way, when I went back to the inn, I opened the wrapping of the painting, and what was depicted was Muller's self-portrait.

I don't need it............