Maou no Hajimekata

Of all the subordinations, including Owl himself, who is the best at chess?

Whether compatible or not, sometimes winning or losing is only a difference to the extent of rolling......

The best chance of winning was not Oulu or Merizand, but Wikia.

For some reason I can't really beat a far down Eunice, but its reading depth is the best.

She sighted the footage of a successful battle and breathed relief.

"Good luck with Sophia too"

"Yeah!"

Wikia works for Sofia, who had an earthquake. The timing was perfect, but still, whether Zana would take off the pawn or not was half as good as that.

But when I thought this would make Zana the property of Oulu, complicated thoughts came to Wikia's chest.

Circumstances challenged the battle on the board differently, and being stamped with the mark of ownership was just like how I was under Oulu's command.

I never dreamed that I would help with that.

That's not what Oulu ordered me to do, though.

If you are best distracted on the board, you may not be able to think outside the board.

He just told Wikia to wait with Sophia.

- But Wikia thinks.

But did I really get out of Zana?

At the time, it was Wikia who resented Oulu so much that she wanted to kill him, but the thought had faded and weathered long ago. To continue hating, a man named Oul was too kind to his body.

I can't say that this was good or anything, but if you were asked now if you were unhappy or happy, Wikia would answer without hesitation that you are happy.

Even for Zana, he's not the kind of guy who would whisper it because he put it in his hand. Would you rather just defend it generously than form an alliance?

I don't know which is best.

It was unlikely that Wikia could even read through it.

"... say it again"

Oul couldn't believe his ear, and asked him that unexpectedly.

"Therefore, I do not understand any of what you are saying, so that I may understand"

"I mean, like this."

Oul put his hand on his forehead so he could have a headache, he said.

"All you've said and done since you got here was imitate your voice like a parrot according to your abilities, and you don't even know Yamato, instead of our language, and you don't even know what you're saying"

"Exactly."

I thought I was pretty confident in my abilities, but when I got there, I was no longer more paranoid than confident.

Oul even impressed himself through a shudder at that brazenness of drinking tea in a situation where he didn't even know what he was talking about.

But if it does, it's suspicious if it's even properly applied with regard to the curse you just put on.

Even if, on the inside, you don't intend to keep your promises, the curse of your vows can be made if you say so.

The mere fact of saying a pledge is due to the will of the person.

but it doesn't make sense, for example, to manipulate a sleeping opponent into saying it by magic.

Because there is no will in person there.

But what happens if you speak of it without a doubt of your own will, but you also don't know what it means to be fine dust? Even Oulu was new to such an experience and had difficulty judging.

If so, you couldn't even guess the lies that Lil was supposed to have spotted, and that ability to hit his best hand in the first place could even have been false in itself. Whether lies from it or not don't make up the story itself, maybe it's a completely different ability to make it look that way.

With that in mind, Oul realized he was in a grand circle. It's a waste of time to think that maybe it's a possibility and there's no certainty. Speaking of which, this world itself may be the dream of a serpent.

"Anyway, you want communication of will. You can't go wrong with that."

"Yes, you're right."

Even if you don't understand that word that snorts and says, the direction you want should be right in itself.

It is also something that I planned to do either way.

"Okay. Follow me... No, wait here"

"Yes."

If you walk out with your said heel back, Zana will follow you.

"Don't go in. Wait outside."

"Okay."

Open the door. Speaking of which, Zana nods and enters Oulu's room.

"Rise your ambition and dance with your ass slapped"

"Is this okay?

Oulu held his head to Xanah, who sat on the bed with her uncle.

Apparently, she really doesn't understand what we're talking about.

If you don't know what the words are, it's the same thing to say at the tip of your mouth.

Simply act in response to this intent.

It was like dealing with a golem that had been planted with the wrong instruction phrase (command word), a strange feeling.

"Sort of good... keep coming this far or not"

Oul sighs and when he takes off his robe he takes Xana's arm and assembles it on the bed.

"It's my first time. Please be nice."

Zana opened her eyes to surprise and said so, seeping in disgust.

The expression and words do not match at all. Oul reassures himself that this is the face of this woman's vegetables.

"What do we do? Proceed or Retreat"

Even if you don't understand the language, the meaning will make sense.

To Oul, who loosens his arm and asks, Xana lost her willingness to resist.

Oulu and I would have done that if there was another way.

But to exchange words with someone who manipulates a completely unknown language, you don't have to use the same method that you did with Utsu before.

I mean, it's better than wanting to communicate.

Oul rolls up the clothes made of fur and pushes Zana's legs apart and divides them between them.

Surprisingly, it was true that it was the first time.

(No... ugh!

The moment she connected, Zana shouted so in her heart.

(What the fuck, you piece of shit! Be gentler!

"Huh, ahh... fine"

The murmuring voice and the glossy gasp echo at the same time.

It's so different that I don't think it emanates from the same person at the same time.

(Sorry to hear that! That's not what I'm saying. You know what I'm thinking?

Unlike when you're in Utsu, if the other person accepts it, you don't need to make it to the top to connect your soul. It's good to hear from you. And Zana and I are deeper and fatter and more soul-connected than Utsu. Utsu was to such an extent that they conveyed general emotions, but so much so that they could see what they were thinking of each other.

(I don't know if it's convenient or inconvenient. Fine, just pull out this little filthy thing)

"No. It will take a while for the soul connection to settle."

That said, Oulu slowly begins the sampling.

(I'm not lying to you!

The soul connection is bidirectional.

Only superficial thoughts, but what you are thinking cannot be passed on to each other and hidden.

The soul was already well connected and it was firmly conveyed to Xana that there was no obstacle whatsoever in stopping now.

(I mean, why bother lying when I know you'll find out soon enough...)

"Ahem."

The voice of Zana's heart is blocked by the voice of reality.

(hey, what, now...)

That wasn't what her abilities dictated, it was what leaked naturally.

"You don't know?

Oul said to Zana, full of confusion, mean.

"That's the voice a woman makes when she feels good."

(You've got to be kidding me, it feels good to be held by you...)

"Huh!

If you push your hips steadily, the voice of a woman high on her back is the voice of her inner heart that throws up and throws up.

(Why, why this...)

"Don't worry. I'll make you the best I've ever been in my life. It's your thing, isn't it?

That's what Oul asked as he took off Zana's clothes.