Raise your right hand.

I like the sea breeze that slips between my fingers.

The sandy beach is plump and soft, returning a soft feeling of walking.

Summer sun.

Blue skies like falling out.

In the distance, seagulls squeal.

Fioria was a big stretch.

I waved my right hand down.

The sea breeze stops the movement and the gulls calm down.

It was as if time had stopped.

Blank spaces in the world.

A moment late, a storm blows.

It's not just a storm.

It was completely controlled by magic and slammed vertically into the sea.

And as Moses ten commandments, the sea shall be broken.

It is pushed to the left and right, and the seabed becomes dewy.

From Fioria's foot to far beyond her sight, a single broad path was born.

… There was a settlement of fishermen (Marman) at the bottom of the sea, and they had a frightening look on their face.

"I'm sorry, you surprised me."

Fioria apologized a word and changed angles and broke the ocean again.

"Yeah."

After continuing the act for a while, Fioria nodded as she understood something.

"Is this world round?"

I had a strange feeling.

Strange phenomena arise along the way as the wind reaches far and away.

The “tip” of the wind approaches towards Fioria's back, including an odd inversion from one point to another.

I mean, you must have circled the ground.

"…… This is what it looks like."

Break the magic.

It was worth the effort of daring to waste, and the magic was almost exhausted.

Fioria's whole body is wrapped in a sense of fatigue.

I fell on my back as it was.

Poughn.

Soft fur accepts the thin body wrapped in a summer dress.

"Are you okay, sir?"

Fiorian breeding dog...... is Moffmoff.

Silver hair sparkles in the summer sun.

"That's all right. … I knew it wouldn't change."

I put my right hand on the sun.

Its fingertips are the same as usual, white.

Sunny, glowing skin.

"Hey, Moffmoff. Do you know what the principle of immortality is?

"……… ask the dog that, your husband"

"You, Fenrill."

"One, one! Coon!"

"I don't look good."

"Too bad."

Moffmoff sighing.

"Back to the story, I know if it's the principle of immortality. Take a particular poison into your body and magically break it down. Will it turn into a rejuvenating potion as a result?

"Ask me what it is, but you know more."

"I'm smart."

Mohmov proudly rocked his body.

A fluffy hair stroked Fioria's cheek. Greater warmth invites drowsiness.

"Anne Rose ran out of magic and became an old lady with a drug recoil. … I wonder."

Once again, Fioria turns her eyes to her right hand.

"Twenty years ago, I was served that poison by Annerose. Poison under the medicine of immortality.

But that's clear. I didn't even add poison. Even now I've used up all my magic, and nothing's changed. Isn't that strange?

"…… Is your husband anxious?

Moffmoff faces from the left while firmly supporting Fioria's skinny side.

At the same time, I brought a long blocked tail forward.

Just my whole body, in a way that envelops Fioria.

"Are you comforting me? Thanks, but I'm fine. Because I'm not anxious.

Simply, just strange. I wonder what (...), (...), (...), (...), (...), "

It's been four months since I woke up for the first time in 20 years.

The growing season shouldn't be over, but the height stays at a perfect stop.

No matter how much you eat, you won't change your weight and your skin won't burn in the sun.

It's a dream body, but at the same time, the oddity sticks together.

Maybe I'll never grow old or die like this.

"... Fenrir says he will live for about a hundred years. Technically, I'm not Fenrill, but, well, there's got to be a lifespan like that."

In Fioria's ear, Moffmoff whispered.

That's what I would call a parent with 99 children, whose voice was full of strict fatherhood.

"After I leave this world, my child will support your husband.

After the child left the world, his grandson. My great-grandson is next. My great-grandson's next...... what can I say. Were you grandchildren?

Either way, my blood muscles will stay next to your husband. - Let's promise. Whether you're a thousand years away or two thousand years away, you'll never be alone. "

Quiet, sincere, pure.

The Silver Demon Wolf takes an oath to the golden goddess.

"So please, don't miss me. Hey, your husband."

"… there is no way I would be upset about this."

Fioria broke her mouth.

Hold Moffmoff's tail, and bury him in the face.

"Your loyalty, let me take it.... but the world is a balance, and thankful for what it gives back. Let me promise you one thing too. As long as you have this life, your blood muscles will never end."

The contract was exchanged here.

The family of white wolves will be with her even to the end of eternity.

By the way, your husband, can I ask you something?

"What?"

"This is the same for both humans and fenrills, but if you adore other children too much, it seems that the wedding period is far away with satisfaction there. Be careful.... Ouch, it hurts, your husband. Don't pull my tail because it's a joke, it's your husband's power and I'll pull through!

Fioria fell asleep on Moffmoff's back some time later.

It is a superb bed.

Soft but elastic, feels fluffy and good.

The sun shines brightly and illuminates Fioria.

The magic was rapidly recovering.

of sunlight, magic conversion.

It's not something anyone can do.

Fioria was a light attribute and therefore a characteristic.

By the way, before, Rex commented, "Sounds like a plant" and ate the full Decopin.

"Shall we go?"

"I understand."

When Fioria hit her back and forth, she grabbed Moffmoff in a lying position.

The white wolf runs out.

I raised the smoke and ran through the beach.

A refreshing breeze soothes Fioria's hair.

He sickened through the meadows and ran through the woods and mountains - eventually reaching one ancient castle.

This is Baron Cream Hilt territory.

The Baron Cream Hilt family is a house that, in the Regalia Empire, had assumed the identity of Annerose.

The original lord was an old nobleman named Gardner Creamhilt, but he hid before and after Annelose appeared in the aristocratic society.

He is giving up his Lord's seat to his son Gibson Creamhilt.

The Creamhilt family also took part in the rebellion of the Duke of Sylberia… are currently flying anti-flags against the Regalia Empire.

Because Fioria had heralded the attack in advance, many soldiers and mercenaries were stationed in the old castle.

"Ooh, dude. Isn't that a“ storm "?

"There's even a white Fenrir... Damn it, I didn't get caught in the gold and take this kind of request..."

"But if such a beauty kills you... no, I still don't want to die..."

"You've done the minimum job for now. If the rest of you get away with it, you'll be able to live for a while on your advance."

"Right. Let's go, let's go!

The battle is over.

Fioria was just glad to use wind magic a few times while on Moffmoff's back.

The mercenaries fled to scatter the spider child, and the knights of the Creamhilt family, too, began to lose their hips in awe.

Get into the old castle.

Our Lord Gibson tortoised his own body and begged for help against Fioria.

"…… it's so high level that you're a self SM."

"Oh, it's an honor to keep it in compliment! So please, life is only life……………………."

"It's up to the emperor, Dalk, to decide around. … I'm not interested in you. Where is the former Lord Gardner?

"Chi, chi, it's a dungeon! So, just the execution..."

"Okay. I would suggest to Dulk that he be put to death, not executed."

"Oh, thank you very much............ is that it?

Ignore Gibson, who floats a hatena mark on his head, and go underground.

The cell was full of moisture and smelled of moss.

On the stone floor, an old man who is still breathless is falling asleep.

"Is it possible that you are the former Lord Gardner?

"Have you finally picked me up too……. Death is a lot more beautiful these days..."

"I'm sorry. I'm human, maybe. Fioria di Florence. I wonder if you've ever heard of her before."

"Oh! I know, I know. Anne Rose annoyed me a lot. Right, have you come to make me pay for my ass, too?

Then I have nothing to say. It's such an old body. You can do whatever you want. "

"Then let me sweeten your words and ask you a question.... you knew who Annerose was, didn't you?

"Of course. The mistress of my lord Banazza."

"Knowing that, I dare say, the family of Baron Creamhilt... accepted you as your child."

"Master Banaza asked me to.... Besides, I couldn't leave Annelose alone. That's a dangerous kid. I don't know how many years I've lived, but my heart is still young. Someone has to be right."

"Is that why you adopted him? To regenerate Annerose?

"I don't know."

Gardner nodded deeply.

But there is deep regret in his wrinkled face.

"But Annerose's mind was more distorted than expected. I contacted my idiot son Gibson and shut him down underground. Thanks to you, my son."

"I'm sorry, but maybe this is the end of the Baron Creamhilt family."

"I don't have a choice. Our house missed the wave of times and was originally on the verge of collapse. It is fate to perish when you perish.... I haven't had one for a long time. At the time of your death, I was just lucky to be able to talk to a beautiful young lady like you."

"You're right."

Fioria narrows her eyes.

"Your life is already fading. Lights on the verge of disappearing. I can't restore any magic."

"Right, right. I don't mind. … well, it's not like I don't have any hearts left."

"If that's what I can do, I can hear you."

"What, it's old man bullshit. I wanted to put the Anne Rose one back on a straight path, if I could.... Well, it's not too late now. That stupid girl is not in this world anymore, is she?

"I don't know. Out of the way, he might survive."

"If so, I'm just praying for you to change somewhere."

"……… Okay."

Fioria lifts her hair.

Then I held Gardner's hand gently.

"As far as I'm concerned, I already paid back what I owed twenty years ago.

If Anne Rose is alive somewhere, I will fulfill your wish. I'll inherit that will, and I'll make sure she regenerates. "

"…… If you say so, I'm sure you will."

Oh, I'm relieved.

Mumbling so with a sigh, Gardner closes his lid.

- I tried to stay asleep and took my breath away.

It was only after the last ten days that Fioria found a baby named Annaria in the Duke of Florence.