Ohanabatake no Maousama

A slightly strong wind lifts the bangs, and the smell of a moderately moist blue forest strokes the skin. From a distance you could hear the shrill eagle singing, and when you looked down, you could see the bright orchids blooming through the trees.

Changkan: "... it's beautiful. No more than that." "You can say that this situation is quiet, and you've become a big one, Adelia." "Mr. Sanatoria, for a long time. Please do not pull back even though you are doing it. "At that moment, a painful scream resounds from your feet. Apparently, the demon was crushed again by Milon's feet.

Now, I have to explain what happened. After the dispute with Sanatoria had subsided, Kuders guided everyone into the arbor. Then, of course, when he came out of the arbor alone, he put his hand on the floor and lifted up the building. The building was a thatched roof, and although it was fairly light, it was still as strong as a human.

Then, when Mirong sneaked under the building with Sulli, he placed the arbor on his back. For a while no one could understand what was going on. Yeah, it's not a hermit crab ... Who can imagine riding a hut on my back to use this giant creature as a means of transportation?

However, this arbor was probably designed to be put on Milon's back from the beginning ... The rounded underfloor was perfectly fitted to the scorpion's back. After that, the arbor was fixed to Milon's body using ropes and equipment that Kudels had taken out of nowhere, and it was a scorpion car that was not a carriage.

"But it's a ridiculous means of transportation. At first I thought it wasn't a good thing, but it wasn't as terrible as a chariot." It will be full of the money made. The mouth was grinning, immersed in a dream of making a huge profit that had not yet been seen. Sadly, nobody points out the fact that few people are courageous enough to ride this vehicle because it has no merit.

"But I'm going to get lost somehow." "So, do you play card games too? Seriously, he turned his face away from Darten, muttering, and Adelia sighed as to why this happened.

――Yes, probably because the story flow was so fast. That's so much that you can't afford to question. It's like a scammer.

"It's time to walk through the orchid garden area. From here on, you'll be under the influence of the rebels. Everyone, please be very careful." However, he suddenly floats and looks forward. It was that time.

"Hey, what's that? It looks like something debris, but it's strangely beautiful ..." Elder says something inconsistent, looking at something on the side of the road. . When I looked at it, there was certainly something remnant. It's like white-painted woodwork, and certainly not beautiful. To put it in a more image-like way, does the word broken art fit well?

"Hey, Kuders. Stop it. I'll check what's going on." "Well, do you want to stop? There may be ambush?"

"No, there's no problem with my brother and this scorpion. Well, there's no place in this space that can manage the brother," Darten turned his guts on Gannad and Sanatoria. Apparently, Kudels wants to hide or cheat something.

"If something is still weird, you should only confirm it. Stop. This is a guildmaster's request." Gunnard commanded in strong words, Kudels shrugged as soon as he could.

"Okay, so please give me a quick answer." Kudels tells Milon that he should stop, with his apparent dissatisfaction. Scout Elder took the lead, with Sanatria and Gunnard, and Adelia descending to the ground. In addition, darten is a vigilance from the top of the arbor.

Eventually, they approached their eyes and nose, and they finally figured out what it was. And startled.

"This is the wreckage of the carriage." "Wait! The emblem engraved on this carriage!" Don't even use a duke. "When Adrian murmured at the bad taste of the carriage, Sanatoria muttered words, and Adelia sighed big next to him.

"It's definitely a royal family. And it's the Crown Prince. I'm sure he was attacked by a watermelon trying to come ahead of schedule and make a spot visit." It is a development that can be done. Adelia's voice is clearly discouraged.

"In other words, is the prince already alive?" Considering that possibility, the Sanatrians faded all at once. If so, who is responsible for it, and how much is involved? Either way, everyone here is free.

But it is time. Noh's voice resounded over Milon's back.

"Oh, don't worry about it. The watermelon farmer I made is more intelligent than the merchants in the city around him, and he's pretty good at doing things other than farming. At best, they would demand that the Prince be taken hostage and acknowledge their rights. "" Well, Kudels. Why do watermelons have such wisdom and knowledge? It's unnatural. "I feel uncomfortable with Kuders's inexplicable behavior, and Gunnard immediately goes into pursuit. Then Kudels shrugged his wide shoulders and told him, without incident.

"Because they've always heard about seeds and young leaves. Adelia's bitches to the prince." "I !?" "Eh. They learned in the pots in my room. And I guess he took action, anticipating that the Prince would arrive sooner than expected. "

"Wait a minute, big brother. Isn't it after the princes turned out to be coming to this village?" "I don't like that, Mr. Darten. Anyway, they can talk to the plants, and even the clover around can be turned into a spy. "At that moment, Adelia's cold gaze catches Kudels.

"Mr. Kudels, did you do that?" "Hey, do you doubt me? Adelia" "I'm not skeptical. I'm convinced. Around the gaze pierces Kudels, with Adelia's fierce sword curtain. However, the man, once called the Demon King of the South, spread his arms like an actor on the stage, showing a melting smile and saying,

"It's hard to hear what you're trying to do. I just want to do a little experiment. I don't like to die without worry, and my hope is always to make everyone happy."

A word that sounds ridiculous, probably ridiculous, from anyone's mouth. But everyone here knows.

This man is seriously saying. Common sense and values are completely out of alignment.

-That's why it's scary. The illusion that every person on the spot was grabbing the stomach was tight.