Manowa

Fan Zen's Disaster

"Ha."

The eagle slowly sat down in the chair sighing.

It was two days for the elderly at all.

Anyway, those loud people finally left.

They took some of the games they kept as material, but well it's not particularly for anything, and if you think it's an expense, it's fine. There are more serious problems, and problems that cost more money. The challenges are piling up and will be hard days starting tomorrow.

"Damn, that's annoying."

Washi groaned so in a room where no one was.

I couldn't help but say it. Yesterday, he was summoned yesterday in a disturbance in Akihabara to search in a general mobilization of the organization, discovered the subject in the morning of the following day, then immediately left to enter into negotiations, and after the excessive bending, a unified cooperative relationship was concluded. That's the end of a special case, but there's no choice.

I originally assumed. But when it comes to actually making contact, it's horrible. There are at least three Demon King Power owners out there. You should think better because you can discuss a single, fearful opponent and draw them into your peers.

Anyway, I guided him to the headquarters building and greeted the staff well for the first time. I think I did well.

As I had first included with the guys, I was anxious to see if that dungeon master named King Carla wouldn't make a scene with the same response as a regular player, but I didn't say anything in particular.

From the first word and deed, I guess I stabbed the nail in the washi. I guess it was an action to guide myself to the wind sounds that are the Lord. Yeah, I see, loyalty seems pretty good.

Well, nevertheless, I'm surprised that that little dragon knew Ryuzaki when we met face-to-face with the officials.

I remember because my father remembered... and he managed to say something, but why was Ryuzaki crying from it? Ryuzaki is a man with a background who was formerly in that position of a race called Ryuzaki. He's one of the oldest stocks that came here thirty years ago, and he shouldn't have any contact with a recently born baby dragon. Well, I'm not sure, so I'll see what happens later.

Well, I finally got a separation from yesterday's commotion.

It is significant that we were able to secure the main factors. Even if I tell that guy, the information needs to be put in disguise and circulated to each side. He said he'd pay for the wind noise, but it's like he's advertising that if he receives it, he'll have the killer. There's no way I can.

In the first place, the damage to the building had turned into shapes that I don't understand, but most of them have already been repaired. It means it's made more sturdy than it was before the remodel, and the other damage would be slighter than the rebuilding of the building. Turn your hands behind your back.

So, the number of guests from over there this time is seven. That's not so uncommon in itself. Dungeon strategy is normal to do in multiple parties, and once you get here, you take it home out of cardiac grade over there, so it blocks the hole, too, and you can't go home anymore. In some cases it is not, but it is extremely few.

So this is a member, but the players are two of the wind sounds and bowflowers. The locals were three: Lame, Emily, and Auri.

The child's dragon tatsuo was described as a wind-sounding child, but she picked up the eggs and raised them. I care too much about the sound of her mother's wind, but she's the most polite of all. He looks like Zen Shiro, and I feel rested talking to him.

The problem is King Carla, but I think the wind is holding me back for once. But the attitude of the officials who actually came into contact was strange. I treated him openly as the one above me from the moment I met him.

They were really kings in the past, and I guess that's what charisma is. Whatever it is, the others will drive their standing crazy just because they have that one.

And Auri wants to belong to the Labyrinth Exploration Division? When I left later. Well, not bad. As the wind sounds say, you can come and go freely between the two worlds, and you can meet with the top of that country even more, and if it is possible to negotiate, the judgment above may change, and not many of the staff miss that one.

I can't help but think about the potential dangers of these people. More than being cooperative, you can't detain them or seize their possessions. Conflicts don't win in the first place.

For once, the opportunity was given to test their abilities instead of loaning one of the state-owned lands into a training ground. Do you think Kobayashi or Ota, or Shinagawa, will be on surveillance, and they will be waiting to report after that?

Same goes for the rest of us, but I just want you to measure my daughter's abilities called that bowflower. It's too dangerous. Find out exactly what size bomb it is, and it could be horrible.

That would be the strength of the locals over there, and he said that his strength as an individual would not be that high because the wind sounds would be the kind of warcraftsman according to Ota, but that daughter named Bowflower is extremely strong as an individual.

Spears and knives removed at the front door, plus an axe lowered to the waist I showed when I heard the house was attacked and fully armed. Ota said that all of that is home to so much divine power that it is comparable to the finest curse.

The whole body armor of silver that was wrapped around it (full plate armor) was also moving like a creature, and not a decent silo thing at all.

That's not all. Video of the Akihabara battle sent by the analysis team earlier. There were many parts of the noise that were mixed and invisible, but they also captured the moment that those bowflowers returned to man from a giant silver wolf. We went back from being a wolf monster to being a human being, like a three-story building. I also feel sorry for you. In the face of what situation, just a girl would turn into such a monster. I've been shown all kinds of dangers in the Anazer World.

The killing of the eagle was also terrific. That commonplace killer must have also meant a warning. It's been a long time since I was ready to die, and even Kobayashi, the battle main, said I leaked a little.

"A monster in the shape of a girl."

I accidentally uttered it, but I can't laugh it off as stale. I'm not sure I can resist even my biological condition.

If you ask, you seem accustomed to dealing with firearms, and if you've been jerking off the A-grade dungeon trap, you shouldn't be the one Ambush works with. Do you want to hit a missile? No, fools or eagles.

Whatever it takes to transform it, it's out of my hands.

Seeing that even my buddies were so down on their faces at the killing in the morning right now, I guess the only thing that can keep that bowflower down is the wind noise.

And both have feelings for their families. Well, you should hit all your hands to make sure only those two flesh parents never get their hands on you. A nuclear bomb could not come out with a twist on it, and it was really dangerous for Yakizawa's idiot to storm off on his own. Suicide. That's it.

Besides. Not only are they highly capable of combat, but the wind noises also have the hidden ability to gently escape the militia's siege net.

It wasn't until we got into Ueno that I was able to track them down. During that time, the camera didn't even show up. Sneaking is also your thing. Ha, you're out of your hands.

Oh, speaking of which, those guys, you were mouthing the name of your grandson Zen Shiro on the way home. I remembered something. Is that Shiro Zen? What did that mean? Maybe... the moment I thought so, an electronic sound echoed from the bosom of the eagle.

"Oh?"

And, a phone call. The incoming call is Jiro Takeda? That's him. Speaking of which, you said you'd contact me later. I haven't even gotten my thoughts together yet, but I don't have a choice. Why don't you leave?

"Yes, Prime Minister Takeda. Good morning. I'm late to contact you...... Oh, excuse me. On your private phone, you were Senior Zillow. I know what you mean. Yes, just a little tired."

Early when I answered the phone, it was a sudden tame mouth.

Damn, first of all, are you worried about being private? I appreciate you caring, but even if the current prime minister tells me it's private at this time... or something, it's easy. Why is he the eldest son and Zillow? You really don't get it.