Manowa

◎ White Hall, City of Gordios

"Uh, I'm tired."

The door of the White Hall opened with the words. And it was the faces of a group of whites that came into the hall.

"You're finally back, Mother."

"Hey. I'm tired this time."

The wind sounds and the other companions snorted strongly at the exchange of tatsuo riding over its head.

A day had already passed since the battle with those who turned men aside (Saitans), but the wind sounds still made them all look tired. Even the next day, the tireless wind sounds spent the night in a hidden room where they fought the one who turned people aside (Cytan) and immediately left the temple of the Golden Winged Bird (Konjichai) without even exploring at a time when the long-distance transfer of the wedge (Returners Staker) of Naoki's return was possible.

"Oh, you guys. I guess I'm back."

"Nyah."

There came a croft with a gown of gold woven on it, and a dragon sol, a son held by a croft, and King Carla's face.

"Nyah."

"Nya-na."

And when Sol then pulled out of Crofe's arm, Yucconeehe jumped, and the two of them went straight to the courtyard.

"Mm-hmm. Sol misses Yucconeer more than I do."

"Well, I guess it's just sweet because we don't see each other every day."

That's how the wind sounds back to the clofe with the muggy face.

Then the wind noise turned its gaze toward King Carla. King Carla looked at the wind sounds as if they were exploring something.

"I said something. You look like that, but you got something?

King Carla says "Hmm" to the question of the wind sound.

"One way or another, I'd rather hear what happened there."

The eyes of the wind sounds narrowed in the words of King Karla. Apparently, King Kara was not aware of the battle of those who turn men away (Saitan).

"It's in the dungeon, and you don't know what happened?

"Oh, I understand you guys must have encountered something in the 55th Hidden Room, but I haven't been able to confirm any of that from here"

The words were unexpected to the wind noises, especially when Louise stepped forward and asked.

"You don't know I haven't been able to confirm... you're a dungeon master, are you?

In the words King Carla shrugged his shoulders and nodded with a self-derisive laugh.

"Well, that's the position, man. But there's something I don't know either. Especially if the world mechanism works, and the space itself is isolated, then I can't take a peek at it, as is natural."

Hearing the words of King Karla, the wind sounded only a little thought and opened his teasing mouth.

"Mm-hmm. That did seem like it."

He went on to add that the wind sounded "but".

"Then what's inside is a no-comment. Anyway, dungeon, I'm sure you'll find out after some sighting while you're diving... so I can't give you the information to reveal it in my hand."

"Well, I guess so. You heard boring things. I'm sorry."

King Carla laughed and apologized. The appearance was strange and the bowflower made her face slightly red, but she regained her sanity immediately.

Then Crofe, who thought the story had come to a paragraph, speaks to the wind, rather than to the tatsuo on its head.

"Tatsuo...... by the way, is the usual blackflame gear good?

'That's right. I have a little problem, Master Crofe. "

The tatsuo sounded wacky. When Crofe tilts his neck at the word, the wind sounds explain it instead.

"Uh, that's not it. The light in the crystal of Tatsuo's body shines through the blackflame gear, so it doesn't make sense anymore."

"Light transmits...... Hmm. No, that's..."

A mass of light in a crystal growing from a tatsuo. I looked at it again and Crofe opened his eyes.

"Divine power. Such an idiot!? The young dragon's tatsuo should still be able to emit it..."

Apparently, too many words of surprise have been blown away. Next to it King Carla looked at Tatsuo with interest.

"Divine power? So you fought those things in that quarantine space. I don't know what God or what he belongs to."

Its prediction of King Carla was the right one, shrugging the shoulders of something that neither the wind sounded nor nodded to show an affirmative attitude.

"For now, it's harder for me to be a Black Dragon kid like before, so I thought I'd change my policy in the future. You think I'm going to look more honest than weird. Your husband's child evolved by eating meat from demons he met in the dungeon without revealing..."

"I see... bye. Maybe it's better than revealing it as Naga's child. But they might be after you."

"I'm ready."

Tatsuo responds to Crofe's advice by squeaking.

I know it's safe for me to pretend to be a Black Dragon child, even if it's a tatsuo. But naturally that was not the case when I said that I had a good idea of the status quo where I was soaking without revealing who I was: Naga the Divine Dragon Emperor and Kazane the Divine Dragon Empress.

'I already have the power to protect myself. The time has passed to fake yourself.'

That's what I said, and the tatsuo rattled and stuck out his clenched fist.

"Oh, okay, Tatsuo, you look great, Tatsuo."

The sound of the wind began to turn off the shutter between Pasha Pasha and the camera. Behind it, the bowflower blurred, "Uh, here we go again," but I don't care about the wind noise.

"What the hell? Is that nothing?

Without answering the wind noise to the questioning croft, he turned the camera on and cut one shutter.

"The?

Crofe raised her voice wondering if something had been done, but understood that nothing in particular seemed to have happened, and then saw the wind. With a slight nymphomaniac laugh at that croft, I held the camera with both hands and sent magic to Sole before pressing the button.

"Poof."

Then a piece of paper came out of the elongated mouth under the camera's lens. The paper was shown to Crofe after the wind sound pulled out of the camera and waved with his hand.

"Ho. King Karla and I have pictures of you."

Crofe said that and raised an impressive voice. Next to it, King Carla also looks at the camera with interest.

"Have you materially converted magic? That's the magic apparatus of the Ishtarian civilization system, isn't it?

"Uh. Sure, right?

Reply in a voice where the wind sounds slightly unreliable.

The camera that this wind sound possesses was described as a magic guide camera, and during the game it was explained that it was a useless magic tool unearthed from the ruins of the ancient Ishtarian civilization. I accidentally get that and understand it as a camera and start using it, but I almost forgot the wind sounds because it's a story in the first tutorial story for how many minutes.

Meanwhile, the photograph itself can be stored data intact by the function of the window, and the output is a convenient specification that a photograph that materializes magic can be output like an instant camera.

"Sister. You can lend it to me later."

"Fine, but don't use it weirdly."

To Naoki's words, a wind noise turned his gaze with surprise. Naoki returns the words in dismay.

"Oh, you bet. Ha ha, what would you be stupid to do if you were your sister"

"By the way, I can't take pictures of you being a jerk."

Naoki's complexion changes to the shocking statement of the wind sound.

"What no!? No, why?

The wind noise gaze further tightened on those Naoki words, but I thought the prevention line should be the first to be strained, and I kept talking.

"Zexia Hearts is a healthy game. Looks like the cameras will be restricted along the sole. Earlier, I was able to confirm that I couldn't capture mysterious rays trying to capture the trousers of the bow and flower."

His mouth opens to Naoki as a bowflower clutches his face to the words.

"All of a sudden I turn my pants and shout... your sister does incredible things sometimes"

"No, that's fine. They're women, and I can't believe they're bowflowers."

"My God!?

The bow flower stared giddy, and Naoki lagged behind. Leave those two alone. The wind sounds blurry.

"For now, I'm tired of exploring, and I'd like to soak up some hot springs today."

"Then come in, but good. You had a nice bath today."

Yes, King Carla says to the wind with a sappy face. Look at the sole and reply with a slightly tired face of the wind noise.

"Damn, you always look like you're having fun"

"Thanks to you. Well, that's the end of the day."

The sound of the wind tilted his neck at the words.

"Was he the one who couldn't get away from the dungeon...? But wasn't there supposed to be room yet?

"I was planning on doing that. Because they took quite a bit of power to form the irregular presence you encountered. It won't come out on the ground anymore."

Everyone on the spot makes an indescribable face to the words. Without worrying about it, King Carla took something out of his nostalgia and handed it to him against the sound of the wind.

"Whoa, what is this?

"It's no use."

That's what King Carla returns to the wind noise question. The wind noise brings what was thrown in front of his face and then he says, "Key?," he said.

"That's right. Seventy, eighty, ninety hierarchies, if any. We should be able to open the doors that exist in each of them."

Members other than the wind sounds were zawah at the words, and saw what seemed to be the key to the wind sounds. It seems to be made of gold, a key with complex shapes. A wind noise asks King Carla as he sees it.

"What do you have?

"Check it with your own eyes, but it's good."

That's what I said and laughed at it, then King Karla went on to look at Jinlai.

"Well."

"What?"

King Kara's gaze is directed at Jinlai, who asks King Kara with a frown twisted. But King Karla grinned niggardly without answering the words, and the next moment a golden flame burst out of Jinlai's feet abruptly.

"Master!?

Several people, including bowflowers, raise their voices to it. Shippu rang "Nah," but Jinlai, in that flame, was looking at King Karla with a cool face. In the wake of that gaze King Carla smiled happily.

"Again, have you gone beyond"

"As you can see."

It was the Baharu Liu Deep Righteous' Mori Lu Wan ', which transmits power using magic. Jinlai today was brilliantly adapted to King Karla's golden flame, which once did not work.

"Exactly. Jinlai. If so, I want the blade that pierces me to be you."

King Carla, who said so and laughed quietly, became a golden flame on the spot, extinguishing it as it was. And from this day on, the figure of King Carla shall no longer be seen in the city of Gordios.