Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

A freshly flattened kingdom history 1980.

For the "revelation" that the king has taken his place, representatives of the nations of this world are invited to dine in the rebuilding king's capital.

And all the nations invited knew that Gloriosa, who had calmed civil strife, was one of the princes who was said to be foolish and one of the common sons born of an exotic princess.

Every country visited as a delegate were military members of the class of exchangers and generals, and the kings of the country and their kinship - with the exception of the small countries of the South - did not come from anywhere.

Only the king of the small South and the knight of the woman who will be his escort can see in the dining room how he said he would recognize the nascent Selisanceum, King Gloriosa.

(After that, is it "dating"? Ninglo, just might be good)

While Angletham, who refrains next to Gloriosa, thinks about it, the meal proceeds quite calmly.

(If our new "king" hadn't been as strong as a fool, he wouldn't have really even wanted to come)

- You must correct a corrupt world as the king's "son".

No country would have expected a boy with a standing army set in motion by such a "big name" to become king.

The boy who became the staff of this army.

"Nobody deals properly with the slogan of such a small village outgoing deciding army, so let's do it the way we want to"

I said that, so that's really the only decision army that started in a small number, and it started to move.

However, if the country also turned its attention to this small army of decision-makers, the staff - Angletham as a boy - was a belly to say to Gloriosa to stop the decision-makers altogether.

If there is an exchanger who can pay attention to such things, he should put this "foolish, strong king's bastard" in his possession.

Using Gloriosa, the king's common son, for the good, some corrupt internal affairs may make it decent.

Yeah, "expectations," but the results were futile.

Every exchanger only moved his mouth to "crush the deciding army".

And a child born of the seed of darkness grows up as evil as a ghost, and rightly "flattens" his father's corrupt kingdom with God-like strength over a decade.

No country could have been asked for help by the nobles and exchangers of Celisanceum, who became the last and were disturbed by "unexpected civil unrest".

The border has fallen first in the hands of the determinants in Anglecomb's extraction, and it has been sealed off at once, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Also, the determinants had been accepted because they had been ruled territorially close to fear politics.

And as far as meeting seats go, the two most troublesome countries seem to be those with swords on them.

Messengers from a country called Subnock and Henruda.

Both military men in military uniforms, rigid men of that country, if seen to the best of their comprehension in medals and ranks.

(Obviously, some countries are called "hostile inspections" in advance of the invasion.

No, at the inspection site or at the end of the meeting)

The remaining countries had the atmosphere that even during the civil war a fertile and powerful country called Selisanceum, whether it rolled in the dark or into the bastard, would either be fine if it did not involve its own country.

(The peace of mind in my country is paramount. It's not something I learned about another country.

If you are indifferent to "other", there will be no dispute.

But am I a little lonely when I get used to noisy company and friends)

Humans are still troublesome creatures.

When Angletham concludes, the dining table becomes "Takeshi", with green eyes and pitch-black eyes - look out for Gloriosa.

And Gloriosa rose her seat to Xu "Momouro", and stood one seat after another: Anglecam, who had refrained, Trenia, who was sitting next to the king and had become queen, and Barrota, who had become pope.

The messengers of the nations sitting at the table of the meeting looked at each other, and the soldiers, who remained with their swords on their faces, put their hands on the pattern of their swords.

Women who have just become samurai give their favorite weapons to the tranquillizers of their country, who have risen trembling.

With the weapon in his hand, he clasped all around him at once.

"Weren't we, the messengers, invited to present the new king?

One of the uniforms, while wearing a sword, opened his mouth on his behalf.

'Hey, our "new" Chancellor wants to reward the nations, in this case you want to announce it? Trenia'

Gloriosa asks her best friend who became her "wife" as she pulls her love knife out of her sheath.

'Don't you want to spread the word in this case, Your Majesty?

As the queen gently narrows her purple eyes, she punches the whip on the floor with a basil to see how it goes.

To the sound, the moment the apostle, sitting at the entrance of the room, stood up screaming, trying to open the door, reaching out, the door opens first.

And there was a man who grabbed the wrist of an empty messenger in an attempt to open it.

I'm just a young butler youth, and if you'll excuse me, I'll get the messenger back in the room.

The messenger is a desperate figure, but the butler put the messenger in his original seat with a cool face.

"Mr. Rock, where's Pean?

Gloriosa asks.

'I'm sorry. Sir, Pean the Wise is "not ready," so he said to me first. "

Supported by four heroes of peace, also known as the second meritorious man, the katana of the wise man Pean Vinegar - Rock bowed his head sorry and apologized for his husband's absence.

To the frightening rock, Pope Barrota smiles gently as he gathers spirits on his wand.

'The entrance's turn must be enough for you, Rock. If it's true, you should be off by now, thank you.'

Rock was blushing in gratitude to Barrota, the same age as his Lord, who had just become Pope.

"His Majesty King Gloriosa. Ask the nations to propose an agreement from the nascent kingdom of Cerisanseum, and endorse it '

Anglecomb urges the king as he pulls out his favorite sword.

"Oh, well, I'd like to ask you..."

And the first measure worked out by Anglecomb comes into operation.

How it works up to four heroes per country.

of the military power of nations to each other - clarification of who has become a hero.

"Well, isn't it all convenient for your country?"

One of them, wearing a sword, stood up and opened his mouth towards Gloriosa, who stood up and set up his weapon.

"If you don't like the mechanism of representing the four heroes and don't want to endorse them, go ahead and attack them."

Angletham, the Chancellor, opened his mouth.

"In the first place, already with your lord's country"

Sitting beside a risen soldier, wearing a sword in another country but as well, sends his gaze to a man in military uniform.

"The country of those seated next to it. There was a civil unrest, and they put their hands together to attack Celisanceum in the middle of reconstruction activities, didn't they?

When the Chancellor said so with a smile, the door of the dining room opened again with a bang.

Several men in military uniforms from other countries tied with ropes made blue moles on their faces and were bounced in.

I saw it, in military uniform, two messengers visible and wolfish.

"Wise Pean, I wish you a little more serenity"

Angletham lowers his fine sword a little and tells him like he's frightened.

On the door stood a magnificent man with gray hair, wearing a red and black coat.

'Bad, bad. These guys, they weren't good at foresight, they took the trouble. And then I stopped by.'

Apparently, "I'm behind schedule," Sage Pean Vinegar stands without any bad luck.

"Sir, behave so unfaithfully again"

The moment Rock praises the Lord, the messenger of another country who earlier tried to flee rises again.

"Excuse me, please take your seats for a while now"

The dagger was gently removed from the cuff as if it were a "trick," putting it perfectly on the neck of the rising messenger, and Rock seated the messenger again.

The dining room seat sounded relaxed when tension seemed to have occupied the place.

"Whatever the two countries in the middle of reconstruction there tried to attack Celisanceum in a joint struggle.

Can you explain why you have to be called a "show off" and come to celebrate and be struck like this?.

I don't care if you take the sword, my country listens, and I don't disagree with that agreement. '

The only thing the king had come to himself as the representative of the country, was the South.

"Even during the Civil War, a fertile and powerful country called Selisanceum, whether it rolls in the dark or in the bastards, doesn't matter if it doesn't involve its own country."

The messengers of the nations in such a position nodded toward the Chancellor Anglekham, who went on to speak intensely and silently, not to mention saying that the King of the South was right.

(Is the only one who can afford to open his mouth is the King of the South who is said to be the weakest)

The four heroes of the Peace and the wise man in the corner of the room gaze again, and in the end, Angletham opens his mouth again as representative.

'These attitudes are disrespectful, I apologize first. I'm sorry.'

The messengers regain a little comfort in Anglecomb's demeanor, though they remain armed.

"This is how I wanted to be in the form of a meal, because I wanted to finish the story at once and" confirm "it at once."

Listening to the words of the last Anglekham, the messengers of the nations look at each other again and look at the king of the South.

♪ I want you to hear what confirmation means ♪

For Christ's sake, before the king of the South sighed and opened his mouth again, Trenia, the queen with the whip, opened her mouth.

'The reason you gave it to me at once is to reduce my burden. My purple eyes are eyes that "pick up" people's emotions. "

The messengers are upset by the words of the queen.

'Don't worry. Even when it comes to picking up emotions, it's too daunting, something that's just overflowing.

Having said that, it seemed that your country, the messenger, had quite a feeling for the nascent Cerisanseum, having it in the dining room '.

Trenia laughed gently, then glanced cold at the messenger in the military uniform of the two countries, looking forward.

"Especially those in the country who summoned two sets of national uniforms there.

The attitude that has insulted our country and the clear sentiment of His Majesty the King is about to greet Smyre in the sideroom as too palace.

The emotion overflowed in the meal, and I was made to laugh. '

To Trenia's words, he rattled Gloriosa's machete and pointed the blade tip at the two men in military uniform.

Trenia, a sideroom candidate for her own husband and adorable of Smyre like her sister, also struck the floor violently with a whip.

Trenia, who doesn't have much restraint about men and women, was uncommonly angry when she was shown too foolish feelings about the beautiful smile.

If in this way on the way to the meeting, if the four heroes of the Peace did not take their seats, it was in the course of the meeting that Trenia knew that the soldiers to whom Pean had tied up would be in the calculation to push in after the meeting.

And if Anglecomb had let Pean hit Smiley's guard even more "just in case" before that, it would have been too obvious and laughable, but I'm still not satisfied.

Anglecomb opens his mouth again so as to hold off the King and his wife, who burn in anger.

"Four called the" Four Heroes of Peace "of Celisanceum and a wise man who is a helper.

Age is over thirty, but oh, Pope and Lord Robrow are beyond confusion '

"Though the feeling remains a fresh" fresh "18."

"Sir!

Angletham's annotation was kidding with a pean, and Rock flaunted it again.

Look at that, Angletham. Keep smiling again.

'From all of you, you must still be a child.

So I don't think I can help being insulted and ridiculed, I think, but it's not like I don't feel angry. '

That being said, Angletham roared a fine sword with a boom.

'So I want to get the endorsement of the earlier agreement in this unveiling seat of the new king.

And if you can't agree to the agreement, go ahead and attack me, and I want you to come. Just... '

The ruthless prime minister gave a full smile.

"A god who loves his people like a family.

A demonic prime minister whose love is only in the way.

A witch who sees through people's hearts.

A saint who is not afraid to paint blood.

First of all, the four "heroes" will destroy the peace of Celisanceum and give you such a death that you will not hesitate to give up the repetition of the circle in each of those who have challenged you. "

The moment Anglecam proclaims so, Gloriosa waves the sword, Trenia roars the whip, and Barrota forms the summoned Spirit of Thunder in the dining room.

The sound of destroying every thing but the human sitting in the table of conferences roars and crushes his ears.

Looked sturdy in the aftermath of the painting, the table and other blows of Trenia's whip crush it, and the dishes crack and splash.

And as if the timing were right, a wave of Gloriosa's machete chooses the floor of the marble with the carpet wrapped around it, and a rift like a ground breaking in.

It stretched all the way up to the nail tip of the military man just tied up by the pean, screaming.

From the floor made of chosen marble, the dust falls.

When Barrota hung her cane, the thundering spirits who called her became lightning birds, just squeaking and spreading the feathers of thunder, and the windows all over the room broke simultaneously.

Various screams and werewolf voices spread in the seats of the meeting, in the seats of the meeting where they became noisy inside as they sat in their chairs and wet their hips or slipped off.

- Only the King of the South and his escort female knight continued to sit still in his chair.

"Heh, my liver's sitting there."

Pean had been asked by Anglecomb to raise his role in preventing escape during the "Discussion to Endorse the Agreement" to Robrow.

And he had unwittingly put his arms around two people in the South who were completely immobile to the "show off" of the light power of the four heroes, looking at them in an impressive way, and opening his mouth.

"Sir, do not open your mouth in the way of" discussion. "

Rock utters the third commandment.

But the four heroes of peace also had the same sentiments as the words of the infidel gray-haired mixed-wise man.

Four simultaneously glanced at each other, and eventually, Gloriosa nodded toward Anglecam.

(Delegate judgment)

(awed)

My country listens to the sword and does not object to the agreement.

Reminds me of what I said earlier.

(They said they would agree. And -)

Angletham stares at the Queen's Trenia, and the "Witch Reading People's Emotions" is holding a rough whip, while remaining kind to her purple eyes and smiling.

(You don't have to trust the earlier words, do you? Okay, let's get on with it)

Angletham went into the "show off" finish.

"Salamander."

Angletham summoned the Spirit of the Spirit, the Great Lizard of Fire, to serve during the battle.

As soon as the lizard learned, she rode the fine sword set forth by the summoner, and the fine sword was stained with beautiful deep red and glowed red.

As the "Ruthless Prime Minister" wields the deep red sword with the trick he is used to, a few flaming chunks dance.

And the mass of flames stayed in the air so that they could play each side of the messengers, invited to the new king's performance.

Are you going to kill us?

Though swordworn and exposed to ambushes, one of the fierce military uniforms turned his gaze of anger and anger towards Angletham, who manipulated the flames.

With the messenger waiting for the uniform to sit next to him, the nation of the angry soldier, who was about to invade Selisanceum, the general of the country also put his hand on his sword, and glanced at Angletham, whether he was waved by his voice.

"-Barrogant."

When I saw how it was going, Pean opened his mouth again, but now I don't pay attention to the lock or anything.

Because he had the same "sentiment" as the Lord.

Angletham was funnier that Rock didn't say anything than a word that got Pean's aim.

I'm not a hero, I'm not a wise man, I don't understand a country's generals, even though "butler" understands the situation.

"Are you going to kill me?" If you want, my heart aches, but I will gladly kill you '

Angletham deliberately uses a fractured language to show off a pleasant smile with a burnt face on the day, and when he sees it, the two military men only harden a little.

Trenia stepped on the crushed table, crossed the floor that Gloriosa had decided, and in the lightning of the lightning bird called by Barrota, Angletham stood with a deep red fine sword in front of the military.

The man who hits the generals of other countries in military uniform kept his "vanity" to the "ruthless prime minister" with his pride as a general and the young man who stumbled on the condition that the determinants had just said well and with the power to make insults.

But Angletham vomits the words that crush the void, looking at the sword stained with deep red.

'Oh, right. If you are killed by the hands of a ruthless prime minister here and now, you will be a great name for attacking Celisanceum.

Originally, without having to do anything nasty as an ambush, a general of one country would be a stepping stone to losing his life and expanding the territory of his country at the table of the unveiled dining of the new king of Selisanceum. What a patriotism!.

Now, as you wish. '

Green eyes darkened and shaded.

'- Wouldn't that be nice already? The Chancellor of the Kingdom of Selisanceum'

Before the sword of the swing lifted by Anglekham begins accelerating before descending, the king of the South slowly opens his mouth and causes his movement to stop.

In a halt from the voices of unpredictable figures, the "Ruthless Prime Minister" stares at the King of the South with darkness in his green eyes.

- If this is the voice from my people.

Without hesitation, Anglecomb wanted to pierce and burn the flesh of a raw man fooling his fellow countrymen, even without waving a deep red sword and taking his life.

There were sorrows that hurt people, but more than that, anger overflowed Angletham's own anticipation of a country in which his best friend became king.

Originally, Angletham was going to wear mud - blood, so he wasn't going to mind leaving it to his anger to wield his fine sword.

Once older within his companions, Pope Barrota and Sage Pean slowly unraveled the "technique" mark of the eastern country that was tied in their hands to hide it in order to stop Angletham from wearing "mud" alone.

He gazed and nodded at each other, smiling calmly and staring at the king of the South sitting in his chair like nothing had happened, Barrota, Pean bowed his head.

Angletham slowly lowered the deep red sword wrapped around the Spirit of the Spirit and stared into his own hand at the hand holding the sword.

The King of the South had also spotted the Chancellor trying to behave ruthlessly, as well as a little blood rising on his head in excess of anger.

Of course my fellow heroes, all the helpful sages, realized that they would not let blood shed to show their strength, but they stopped Anglecomb until they persuaded them to stop.

"Anglecomb Padrick," it's just a chance to plant images of "demons" and "ruthlessness" in the clever prime minister, please help me. "

Yes, I was begged and the "1st Hero Mechanism" was moving.

So, Gloriosa, I was trying to stop the Chancellor, who was trying to soak up mud - blood - with Pope Barrota and Sage Pean, until he used a nasty technique that Trenia asked me to do and he didn't know much about Angletham either.

And now, with the exception of the four heroes of peace and one grantee, Angletham, thanks to the King of the South who stopped me, I stroke my chest down with blood flowing and my companions never bathed in blood.

'- Enough already, I would have been able to boast that the four heroes who have calmed Celisanceum are a strong group in this world.

The Chancellor, the warring people seem to have been brave enough or chilled.

How about loosening the power of the Devil's Sword?

Even with the word of the king of the South, Angletham still did not free the Spirit from the sword.

"- Her Royal Highness with purple eyes, who can admire the feelings of men. Are you okay now?

The king of the South, who felt he could not do so in his own voice, called next to Trenia, his companion and queen of kings.

"Yes, I don't think so anymore.

Besides, I don't think I'll ever be able to come to this country again. '

Trenia chilled her guts enough that the Chancellor, still holding a deep red sword, was still in front of her, "I wish I hadn't come to this country," raising the feelings of the generals of those two other nations in purple eyes to her mouth.

"Prime Minister, you, King Lenancera of the South, have said so much.

Why don't you free the Spirit from the noisy Devil's Sword and at least put him back in the fine sword?

Following Trenia's words, she says all the jokes on a daily basis, and the pean teasing Angletham also says as she scratches her hair with mixed gray hair.

To the words, Barrota was also nodding.

"Lord Anglecomb, it seems to me that the foundation has been well established already.

How about being spoken to as the Chancellor of Celisanceum so that we can now agree to the agreement '?

Staring at the Chancellor, who is persuaded by his companions, Lenancela, king of the South, sits down on his chair, this time staring at the messenger, a guest of two countries in military uniform, and opening his mouth.

"You, too, certainly militarily, target Cerisanseum now, it makes sense.

But what's it like to interrupt the feelings of a people who seem to have a gradual and calm reign?

To Lenancera's words, the soldiers looked at each other.

Either way, the current mood of the military was "I want to get out of this country soon".

As a "land loved by the goddess of the earth," Cerisanseum is a fertile land with four seasons and a good climate.

But, strangely enough, have you forgotten the history of the last country you've ever attacked? '

But the king of the South begins to tell the "anecdote of this country," distorting only a little bit of the air in the field.

"Ha, you're talking about that again"

The word grabbed at once the extreme serenity of the remaining places.

"A story that can only be told in a past like that, for a story like that."

The voice of the mockery "Bruised" resounded from before Angletham, who was still trying to behave ruthlessly, at the seat of an almost destroyed meeting.

♪ I don't want to get involved in Celisanceum again ♪

I'm in such a mood now, it was the voice of a military envoy of a military state called Subnock.

But he also remembers the "humiliation" when he first proposed to attack Celisanceum in his own national council, opening his mouth unintentionally and being vicious.

When I proposed to multiply the council by the unveiling of the new king and attack Celisanceum.

Usually there was a wise man who showed himself with certainty only in discussions that seemed to be something important, even though he would not show up at meetings in military justice.

To be honest, I was told by a "wise man" in my own country who didn't care, laughing at my proposal with his nose.

"Celisanceum? You gonna get your hands on that country? You're an idiot. You haven't learned anything from the past?"

- It would be foolish not to lay hands on fertile lands that have been trapped by such old stories and have not been able to reign properly.

The general of the army persuaded the king of his country.

The king, who is never poor but wanted fertile land for his people, rides the proposal of the general.

"Sometimes you have to learn to fail."

Sage said so, utterly without saying the opposite, and withdrew with a light foothold from the room of militarism.

At any rate, I wanted to reveal that "sage" nose.

I was going to sweep away the young heroes, who had been invited to the deepest part of the country and who were on track to "calm the rough country" at the end of the feast, by crossing with a country that had been invited to fight together for a long time "the unveiling of the new king of Celisanceum".

Results take the lead in everything.

And being shown the difference in overwhelming power, I can't even sit in a chair and move now.

Moreover, they are even trying to reach an agreement against their own subknocks.

"Celisanceum? You gonna get your hands on that country? You're stupid."

The spiral laughter of the wise man in his memory lit up his anger again in the eyes of the general.

"-Trenia, is this guy really okay?

Ironically, Peen, the "wise man" of the Kingdom of Selisanceum, asked looking out the entrance away from the "guest", who had now changed again to a defiant attitude.

Please stop "Chanting", Lord Pean. Please wait. '

Trenia narrows her purple eyes.

He then looks at the evil guest, closes his eyelids and holds his eyeballs at his fingertips.

'Apparently, your general. There seems to be something very outrageous about Sage. "

As soon as I heard Trenia's words, Rock looked frightened and stared at the flirtatious Lord and opened his mouth.

"Sir! When, what did you do again?!

"It's wet!

King Lenansera of the South laughed at Rock's scolding voice and his plea for Pean's innocence.

"There are wise men in every country, Deacon." And your general.

Apparently the wise man in my country once told me what I said and "the same thing"?

"It's foolish to invade Celisanceum."

You're absolutely right, so military guests will be silenced.

"Anglecomb, that will be enough. Come on, put the Devil's Sword back on the fine sword.

This is an order as king. "

Gloriosa opened her mouth heavily, firstly sheathing her machete.

"Your Majesty!

Angletham is surprised that Gloriosa delivered the machete.

Leave such a good friend alone, Gloriosa breathed heavily out of her nose.

He then opened his stern pitch-black eyes and his mouth wide enough for his fist to enter.

"Four heroes of peace, the" show off "effect of power had. I don't care if you think so!

Gloriosa confirmed to the guests who had come to the unveiling of the new king, with a voice that shook the room and the hearts and hearts of men as if they were gods.

Guests dressed in military uniforms from two countries, who tried to ambush them, reluctantly.

In other countries, guests are promised the power of God.

And the king of the South smiled, and understood, saying a word.

After responding, the king of the South looks to the female knight of his own escort - the brown beauty.

The knight of the brown beauty nodded quietly and slowly rose.

And as he turned his blue eyes in the colour of the sea of the South to Gloriosa for permission to move, the new king nodded.

The female knight offered her head respectfully to the new king, who gave her permission, and cleverly walked on the floor where the destroyed objects scattered, stopping by the side of Anglecomb.

The hand of the "Ruthless Chancellor", still in the hands of a deep red burning fine sword, is accompanied by the beautifully sunburned hand of the knight of the beauty of brown.

"May the gentle man of heart and guts not force you."

Speaking in a moist and calm voice, the deep red colour falls out of the fine sword at the moment Anglecomb is hacked.

With the spirits falling out and back to their original fine swords, neither will their companions, who are "four heroes of peace," show up on their faces, but breathe relief in their hearts.

"So, Sage Pean. Accept the paperwork of the Covenant from the messengers of all nations."

It was supposed to be a "dialogue" that Angletham was supposed to say.

But Barrota, who sees it as "not feeling well," calls Pean, who should have the paperwork ready.

'Oh, let me be the Spirit, too. Thank you for having responded to my call'

Carefully labored the Spirit, and as Barrota waved her wand, the thunderbird disappeared softly.

"The paperwork of the Covenant? Eh, sure."

Sage Pean, arrayed at the entrance, sticks his hand inside the red and black coat and tries to retrieve the paperwork with his thighs.

"Sure, when I stopped by in the morning, when I let you in."

Sage, who is not good at organizing and ravishing, had his hands stuck all over the court.

"Whoa, there it is!

I say happily with my eyebrows raised and pull out the paperwork.

Then the silver pocket watch would have dropped zero, which would have been put in the chest in the same way.

"Oops!

Without worrying about the scattered paperwork of the covenant, Pean caught it in the air without putting a falling pocket watch on the floor brilliantly.

Instead, the paperwork of the Covenant falls flashly around the pean in pieces and extensively.

"Sir! It's an important paperwork."

The young butler smiled lightly and bitterly, and immediately began to gather documents from the Lord.

"Rock, sorry, sman, sorry!.

I just didn't like it when my gift fell to the ground before I gave it to you. "

Pean also gives in, making a mild excuse as he begins to pick up and collect documents with the lock.

Including his fellow four heroes, the guests, who are half forced to sit in a chair, were somehow relieved by the exchange between this wise man and his butler.

(When a compassionate act enters into a slaughtered atmosphere, people's hearts are saved.)

Angletham sees Pean and Rock interacting and his mind calms down.

Then, he laid his fine sword into a gradual sheath.

- Thank you.

Angletham is at his side, thanking the knight of the brown beauty.

The brown beauty also found that Angletham had settled down.

I smiled with kindness included in the blue eyes that made me feel the color of the southern sea.

"Please, don't do it. Only you can extract," the kind prime minister, "Dear Angletham Padrick."

The words of a brown beauty echo Angletham so that she is gently embarrassed by wonder and her mother.

And the knight of the woman returned to her king.

Rock picks up most of the documents that are flashy and scattered, and offers and receives what Pean picks up.

"A gift, is it for Mrs. Karin?.

Then I wish it had been something a little more pleasant for a woman.

And I need to give you some good packaging. If I give it away, it's rude to a woman. '

While keeping the documents Locke picks up cleverly in his hand and tidy with a ton of them, he confirms who he is giving away while doing no good to his Lord.

I'm used to the outrage of a younger butler, my husband, the wise man, grinned, with his hands hilarious.

"If I give it to Karin, I'll say" souvenir. "Besides, if it's a souvenir, I'm sending it first. This... this pocket watch is locked."

In the word of the Lord, my hand stops tidying up Locke's paperwork.

Pean laughed nicely when he saw the pocket watch in his hand without such a problem.

"Until now, the help of peace is over, and" always will be, "say hello to the Deacon of the Scattered Demon Sage Pean.

Here, take turns!

Pean took the paperwork from the lock and pressed his pocket watch into the hand of the empty butler.

Keeping the lock solidified, Pean goes easy on the foot and hands over the paperwork, even though his feet are bad on Barrota's side.

"Why don't you be a little more nervous and take care of the paperwork of the Covenant?

Only favorable to near-year-old peans, with rambling chatter, Barrota pays attention.

Then Pean smiled cynically, turning Ba and his arm to the neck of a friend who became pope.

With his eyes round his ass, Pean spoke with a low voice in his friend's ear.

'Anyway, "it only lasts about 20 years," the covenant in the first mechanism, right?

Then, as far as I'm concerned, the gift of loyalty to a wise man who can't clean it up at all is more important. "

Still in the rear, Sage caught the lock at the edge of his gaze holding onto his pocket watch and accidentally holding his mouth and blushing, this time laughing happily.

Speaking proudly by his friends about the faithful deacon, the Pope exhales gently.

"I hereby confirm the contents of the Covenant. Stay here for a while. '

The moment he finished saying so, Barrota removed his arm tangled around his neck from the pean in a martial artistic move, more than a clergyman.

After a gentle twist arose around the Pope's agile movements, the intertwining between the wise and the Pope made the guests laugh, as if they were boys of their age.

It was the royalty of another kingdom that was invited to the unveiling of the new king.

However, mostly as "surrogates", senior officials, the country's heavy town of exchange, were visiting the new king's unveiling.

And sometimes senior officials, the guests are old, even the youngest, in their early 50s.

Four heroes of the Peace had just crossed the puzzle at the beginning of the thirtieth road, even if they were getting the oldest.

As the guest in military uniform said, from the invited guest, "Four Heroes of Peace" still had no choice but to look like a "young man".

"Pean, you feel like that till you die."

While Barrota checks the paperwork, she says that in a tone that only sounds like the pean directly beside her and the clergy.

Barrota starts checking to see if there are any deficiencies in the paperwork of the covenant after giving the long sleeves of the coat up depressingly.

"Huh, huh, you could be like this when you die,"

I tell my friend that Barrota is not dealing with him, as Pean makes the face look bad and puts his hand on his chin.

Beyond the confusion, several guests sighed envious of it when they saw the Pope and the wise man normalizing such an even silly conversation.

- No matter how much fame and power you grabbed, or where you were in the position of "high official of the country," would you have had a friend who could talk about idiots like that, "now"?

That way, there was even something that would save my life.

'There seems to be no deficiency in the paperwork. Mr. Locke, please distribute the paperwork of the covenant to the guests.

Sage Pean, I asked for the stamp of the covenant I had asked you to prepare. Please support me. Mr. Rock? '

If you always did me a favor, the Pope now calls, because there was no reply from his friend's butler who would respond quickly.

'Ha, yes!'

In his second call from Barrota, Rock makes his body bounce like a spring and hurries back to him.

Since receiving the gift from the Lord, the locks had slowly lifted the strengths of the body.

Rock makes the pocket watch he gets look important on his chest.

Then he hurried to get to Barrota's feet, avoiding obstacles.

And upon receiving the paperwork of the covenant from the Pope, he distributes it to the guests sitting in the chair, as if they were deacons.

On the other hand, Pean, the wise man who was asked to "stamp the covenant,"

Even then I was sticking my hand inside my red and black coat and I was starting to go gossip. The Pope looks at it in dismay and speaks to Angletham, who is already calm.

"The Chancellor. It was a little too much, thank you for the rest '

The Chancellor looks sure, first bowing his head to the Pope.

'Yes. Ever, thank you. Pope Barrota'

Anglecam replied, so the Pope nodded in relief.

And I went by the side to start helping to find something to take care of the burning sage who is still stuck in his red and black coat.

Scolded by the Pope, he looks at the wise man who searches, and Angletham begins, in a voice he often passes, by revisiting the description of the covenant.

"This covenant is as I said earlier, by clarifying the heroes of the nations -

If you exchange this covenant, my kingdom of Selisanceum will never be of another country - '

By the middle of Angletham's explanation, Rock had finished handing out paperwork for the covenant.

And Barrota will prepare the "covenant stamp" that Pean is supposed to prepare.

"Really, I can take care of you!

and had stripped off the sage's favorite red and black coat, and had begun to look for him with his butler and two cadres.

The sage of the day is grinning and scratching his grey-haired mixed hair.

And the wise man was weakening the pope by discovering the "Covenant stamp" that he had just made in the morning by conditioning once he casually slipped his hand into his trouser butt pocket with shabby hands.

"- Mr. Rock, bring the seal of the covenant to the Chancellor."

Barrota seemed to have a headache and said she couldn't help but whisper instructions to the lock to stay out of the way of the explanation and move to the corner of the room while holding her forehead.

Pean handed Rock the stamp and then put his sleeve through the red and black coat again, coming next to Barrota and standing on his side.

'Well, Angletham has worked out a lengthy plan, too.

About 20 years of span?

And he spoke to Pope Barrota about "how heroes work".

"However, I think it is a good understanding of human sexuality."

People are creatures who are really bored with peace.

And a creature called a person has a life span.

He handles the "distortion" there well.

Angletham behaves belly-black, but is really a kind "child" of the heart.

Out of love, measures to keep the tranquillity of a country called Selisanceum going without sacrificing as much as possible for "people".

If it were true, you wouldn't have wanted to make one sacrifice or anything.

But by the time I had finished my peace, it had been engraved in my heart how difficult it was, near impossible '.

When Barrota first joined her companion, she took her sister's life at the hands of the "National Army".

I watched the brown young man mourn the death of his own sister many times quietly.

"After thirty roads, treat the" child "? Well, you're the oldest Mr. Barrota in four heroes, so there's no choice. '

I don't know if Pean intends to encourage me, but to the Pope, who hasn't changed his age, I made fun of him about his age.

I was supposed to be a "helper" just like you and Pean.

No, myself. The truth is, I just wanted to be a helper '

A young man who would otherwise handle guns becomes one of the four heroes, accompanies his own sister and lives happily in this calm country.

When the Pope sees a "dream" that won't come true, it plays like a chavon ball and faces reality firmly.

As Anglecomb listens to the explanation of how the four heroes work, he opens his mouth as a friend Barrota to share his thoughts with the "wise man" again.

"One hero can play the role of a" hero "- a" show off "of power for exactly 20 years.

The next person who feels like being a "hero" during that tenure - no, I have to look for a "child of quality" is a slightly worrying measure.

And the first mechanism is first, ourselves...

"Normally, I would feel like my" child "...

All the heroes of Celisanceum are two heroes and one son. And I don't know if I can be a hero.

So, to Trenia, I can't have kids anymore. '

The only wife and beloved, with the late knowledge of naming a "wise man," Pean, who examined Trenia during her pregnancy, affirms.

Sage men and popes who know that a woman's pregnancy and childbirth are life-threatening do not touch any more when it comes to Trenia.

Having been in the queen's shoes, she would want to hold onto it forever if it were true, still keeping the young dagger with her "nanny".

For the peace of his husband and "King Gloriosa", he now stands in the "dining room" with his weapon in his hand, as a hero Trenia.

"- So, the other two heroes, one" prepared to make a notoriety for history, because he doesn't want to make his family unhappy because he will be the prime minister of the devil "and he doesn't marry.

The other one says, "I can't marry you because you're a priest and a pope, you can't".

This is really "heroic." The child's inheritance is hopeless. "

Pean's tone is a joke, but his eyes talking about it are cold.

I didn't like the way I looked at people as "heroes".

However, it is easier to describe it in words, and "heroes" will henceforth be used as such "things" in this country.

"Pean, you have six kids, what do you think?"

To thumbprint the agreement, Locke carries the "Covenant Stamp" made by Pean on the guest's right thumb.

Looking at it, the conversation between the confused continues.

'You can't have my kids. You could be a hero's "help," just like me, but you can't be a hero's vessel by mistake. "

The man wearing the red and black coat affirms this too.

For the sake of peace, from that place, "Robrow," I'm taking Rock out and "running." What do I say?

That place, when incompatible, is taken in by the magic of the land.

You won't be able to stretch the sprouts you can stretch, that's the place.

Hopefully, I would have called my first son a training and brought him into the "outside" world with me. "

That said, Pean scratched up the hair that grey hair would grow.

Is it Barrota's fault?

The gray hair of a man who just seems to be kidding and relaxing is all made when he was in that land, and after joining the deciding army, I don't even feel like he has hair that turns gray.

"Important next lord, I didn't forgive you around, did I?

Don't you dare touch the gray hair thing, keep talking about children.

"My wife was concerned about Karin's unforgivable reaction and, above all, the reaction of her daughters, except her eldest daughter.

You might say, "Only the van cheats".

My daughters do everything except the van.

Karin said that van could cause more rubbing between siblings. '

Next to Pope Barrota was "Robrow Lords Pean Vinegar" who worried about his family, not his flirtatious sage pean.

'It's all about battle, but I always thought about it, somewhere in my heart, within a deciding army that could give me my true self.

"If we have successfully completed this battle of peace, shall we be travellers who travel the world with one deacon whom we love to look after, abandon the Lord's seat, flee, and be two?" '

Now helping Anglecam, keeping a gentle eye on her faithful own butler, Pean talks about that like she really dreams.

Barrota, who asks next door, did not change one expression, but put her arms together.

"The Pope himself will hear Lord Robrow's sinful" repentance ".

So spit out all of "Pean Vinegar's Unforgiven Thoughts" here before you leave.

It's your life, so you can live like you, but don't run from responsibility.

Besides, you, Pean, must be the one who regrets running away.

Most importantly, I despise my friends for making corners, and I don't want to slash the edges. "

With the slippery tongue being forged in "sermons," the Pope embarrasses the wise at once.

'You might want to cut the edge. I'm in Robrow, I'm Pean Vinegar, not Pean Vinegar.

It's not even "me," it's "me," you know?

What I can tell you about the flirtatious mind is the young man and his wife who picked it up and raised it as a butler. No, no, no. Wear the lord's armor. '

So once, Pean hung up his words and exhaled.

'There will still be. Something that you shouldn't think about the most, but you're thinking about.

It's new America, but it's the Pope. Then spit it out. '

Barrota puts words on her friend that rub her back to help her spit out something she can't digest properly.

"My wife loves Karin.

But it's hard and I'm sorry to see you swinging around my daughter.

Originally a boxed daughter, a weak-minded "lady," she believed it was her destiny to be the daughter-in-law of "Pean Vinegar" before she realized anything.

Honestly, I was happy when I was just a "couple" when I was alone.

Rock was my only son, and he accepted me like my brother. "

Pean dares speak as if it were a "past" event.

"But when I had more than one daughter, and the country was inclined, and me and Rock left the territory, the years passed by, it changed.

The speed of the peace has increased, but the people have been convinced, but without me, the lord, they have become restless.

Even though my daughters are a little weak individually, I am bound by my sisters.

As a parent, I also started hearing sorry rumors about other children in the Territory.

The daughter-in-law of the boxed daughter was flunked by the unfounded story of her daughters.

"You're like my brother," he said, daring to take a distance for the rock he was accepting.

"When the lord was" Master Pean, "I heard from Rock that he used that coat very much."

The two of us worked hard to repair the red and black coat that we used to wear very much.

Now, wearing it, I seem to really love it, and grip it enough to wrinkle it in.

Then, Pean covers his face with both hands and confesses only to his nearly year-old friend.

'Hey, "I may be the cause," but if I go home, do I have to go back to where there are people I think I can rub?.

Don't you want to call only your loved ones and not have to travel alone, live in peace with the three of us'

What is the man saying, "I entrust Kako to peace" and taste freedom with a place to return.

It cannot be denied that the country is inclined and the hearts of the people are absurd.

So it is no mistake that Pean joined the determinants and levelled the country '

Barrota tells me to bassari, and with his face covered with his palms, the sage leaks a dry laugh small.

"Am I wrong?" Thank you. '

In the darkness made of palms, the wise man slowly opens his eyelids.

Continuing the explanation, listening to the Chancellor's measure of "not having a family," he opened his covered hands, and there was a deacon staring worryingly at the Lord in sight.

"You're not worried because you can wear a jerk no matter what you say or say.

I'm worried about you, Ning Rok. I'm too loyal to you. "

To my friend's words, Pean grinned thinly.

"Even when I die, and later I tell you not to chase me, I say it when I join the determinants of peace.

It's an unfortunate talent to end with a butler. '

When I said that, after listening to the Prime Minister's explanation, with the "endorsement" of the invited guests, the thumbprints are placed on the paperwork of the covenant.

The measure begins to become operational.

"Come on," the first hero mechanism "is the beginning of an unpleasant strategy for people to treat people as objects."

"- The fathers decided to see themselves as weapons and defend their country.

It has become a threat to other countries that they do not want to turn to their enemies. '

Yunfo nods.

"None of the three heroic candidates has noticed how that hero works?

Yunfo rounds his eyes when asked so.

Why are you asking me that?

"Father, such a person" even a child "incorporates such a" person "who is likely to turn his head" into a candidate for one hero, think so.

If there are three candidates, they are already one of the three. '

The contents are really like fathers.

Yunfo nodded again.

"A boy named Netsuark, he's noticed. It took the form of entering the army with national policy.

I just don't know if the expression "smart" is appropriate for that boy. "

I was also surprised by the phrase "Netuark" to the boy, but I was also surprised that the person didn't say anything.

'Are you aware and that person won't say anything?. I'm about to be used like a "thing" to show the strength of my country. "

'That boy is really, like, a floating, windy, no, "sky" boy. I don't care what people think, it's like that. Wherever you are, you are yourself.

I don't know what to say after that. '

Yunfo becomes the face of bitter laughter.

"The boy, in fact, is in love with Maple, a heroic candidate, found by His Majesty Gloriosa with his eyes"

'Huh?'

Looking like a young boy, Arsen repeatedly blinked violently at Yunfo's story, becoming a Kyotong face.

Yunfo then recalls the story of a personal interview he had as he enlisted with Netsuerk.

"Enlisted in the army, hero candidate? Fine.

If you join the army, you don't have to worry about clothing and living, and if you're with your best friend Grandor, don't get bored.

It's just that the "apprentice baker" tricked me.

Most importantly, if you can get close to that red girl, okay?

Oh, but surely about one more person can afford to be a hero candidate, right?.

Then I wonder if it would be perfect if I had a type of "brother" who would want to protect me like a pretty angel.

If we could have four heroes like that, I'm sure this land wouldn't be threatened by anyone like the old goddess. '

I gave him my middle finger round glasses in the interview room, and all I wanted to say was make sure that the boy, with his hair and eyes, laughed unfaithfully and unfaithfully.

Yunfo does have a habit - but I thought it was an interesting boy's word, and I was listening then.

(No way, Arsen and Netuark haven't even met yet)

Besides, when I remembered Netuark's narrative, Yunfo felt that that was not something that included the back.

(Only a story where the hopes of a colored boy seem to coincide with Alsen's wishes)

'Dear Yunfo, if you want to be a hero because that heroic candidate wants to be on the side of those who fell in love more.

Wouldn't it be okay if I wanted to be a hero for my favorite mother?

To Yunfo, who had unintentionally thought about it, Arsen once again says, "I want to be a hero", as he would chase after him.

"Arsene, the hero says," Show it to me. "

"Tell me, what time is the plan for the" second hero mechanism "to be fully operational?"

Arsen shakes off Yunfo's story.

Knowing "how heroes work," Arsen thought the person who accepts them - must do the same himself.

"-"

Anglecomb and Arsen overlapped in Yunfo, even though they looked completely different.

Was it when His Majesty Gloriosa was attacked?

Alsen, what disrespect!

As a guardian adult, I use strong words because I wish I didn't admire them.

This is what you see as a hero, isn't it?

The heroic child, looking like an angel but coldly speaking back, even trembled small.

'Besides, Master Yunfo.

If Father had lived, he would have probably asked me if he would not have been a hero once.

Father must have told me if he didn't regret starting on his own.

Even if I am dirty or hurt, I have something to protect.

If you can't protect it, you'll regret it.

That's what happened. Your father protected me. "

"It's natural for parents to protect their children."

'That's right. But Father was also a hero.

This body must be used for the sake of the country, where the hero who was supposed to protect the country was still able to play his part. "

(I can't stop it anymore)

When his guardian, Yunfo Crocchus, gave up Alsen's persuasion, the faces of the boys and girls who had become heroic candidates came to mind.

Ask me about this most impotent "hero" thing.

Thus, when the four heroes of peace, ostensibly, were all supposedly "disappeared" from a country called Selisanceum, the covenant made more than two decades ago made no sense, and the "old story of the goddess" was forgotten.

Several countries are attacked in unison in a coalition by a country with fertile earth and beautiful four seasons called Selisanceum.

And first of all, three young men, supposedly "foreseen by the predecessor Gloriosa", appear in the border place that became a war zone, which will be told to future generations, sweeping away the coalition of enemies.

Grandor McGaffin of the Great Sword

Maple Iberis in Whip

Netsuark Saxfawn with a knife

These three great activites and - more than two decades ago, a young man who was a staff member among the four of the Peace pulls once and for all into the robust building of a city on the border that he was first suppressing and investing in when rebuilding.

The war remained the dominance of the Kingdom of Selisanceum, which showed overwhelming "power", and remained in a state of tranquillity for two years.

But "it's not a threat to the four heroes of peace" again, this time to avalanche the great army, first we need to occupy the city of robust borders to turn the great army.

And when the great armies of the Union arrived in that city.

There was something I didn't have two years ago.

A large high "Yagura" is set at the entrance of the city, but there is no sign of a soldier.

- What is that?

The commander in command of the coalition's army opens his gaze.

The commanding general was once the son of a general who was about to ambush Gloriosa when she presented herself as the new king.

A brave father was forced to lick his hard acid more than two decades ago, and pushed away the others to indulge in a cold laugh from the wise men of his country, advancing to the Admiral.

And, with unspeakable anxiety and frustration before, I excite myself not to snowflake two years ago.

When I waged war two years ago, I was forced to flirt with the great army by the elite of just three young Celisanceums.

At that time he joined the war as an officer and had an infidel, unfaithful grin, a young man wielding a knife in a long coat, slashed his arm tendon and forced him to pull it up from his men without daring.

Still, the Coalition, while being flirted with two years ago, fought again because there were extremely few "victims" biased.

Is it the work of the three men who flirted with the great army, or the will of the Dagger, the son of Gloriosa, who newly reigned king?

The "wounded" were the vast majority, but on a scale where the dead involved many countries, very few.

It was flirted with, but because the dead didn't leave, the coalition forces targeting the fertile earth will march again two years later.

We collected information on three new heroic candidates, Selisanceum, collected during two years, and we also worked out countermeasures for each of them.

Above all, "it won't take your life," even a coalition soldier who knows the battle two years ago thinks.

Most of those who lost their lives were caught up in sorcery attacks by their own armies, or simply delayed in taking care of them, the main cause on the injured side.

Those who were attacked directly by the young men of the heroic candidate were not even taken to life, even if they were given wounds that would make them unable to fight.

And he's attacking Celisanceum again.

"What's that?"

When the General of the Allied Coalition was looking up, which was not two years ago, a man in a scarlet coat descended from it.

Very quickly, like an arrow unleashed perpendicularly on the earth, its scarlet coat put its feet on the earth.

In addition, if we reach the earth, we will march to sew through the armies of the great armies, using only "toto" and "morrow", which are light.

And when the scarlet clothes came before the commanding general, I could see the neat mouth of the man that was wearing them.

Scarlet clothes are stirred by the wind and the area of the head becomes prominent.

What showed up was a person in a Celisanceum military uniform with green eyes, perfect for describing him as a "beautiful boy" on beautiful blonde hair.

A few people in the front solidify when they are spotted for a moment in their overneath neat faces.

The soldiers, who were on the back side, realized they were enemies, and when several soldiers waved down their swords, the boy was leaping lightly and high with a thin sword burning deep red.

"There is one Four Heroes of Peace. Son of Anglekham Padrick, Alsen Padrick, I'm coming by to guess!

From his mouth, which also looked adorable, he pierced the commander's chest on horseback in an instant with a deep red sword, along with his riddled mouth.

Commander's body is on horseback, trembling with a vicious and pierced impact.

The enemy should have worn armor with certainty, but the fine sword Arsen dealt with was as a needle that pierced the cloth, piercing the armor, the chest, the gut, the back, and the armor.

"Most handled, I got it!"

"Take a life," he feels the response, pulling through the deep red fine sword pierced by Arsene with the sound of juggling, and with the sand smoke, putting his feet on the ground.

And Arsen looked up at the first "life" he had taken.

In a deep red sword - the commander's body pierced by the "Devil's Sword", which houses the Spirit of the Spirit, leans really slowly to the side.

Only when it falls from the horse does it accelerate rapidly, and the sound of Gashan, the earth, and armor collide, echoes into the battlefield.

With the shock of falling, the face of the enemy general, visible from the helmet he had taken off, remained with a stunned look on his face, and there was no appearance of suffering at all.

Then I find out around me that it was a soldier of a boy who handled one deep red sword that caused the smell of blood and flesh to burn around, burning the heart's heart's heart, and the commander to despair.

The battlefield boiled at once.

After the commander has fallen to despair, he continues to say, "Handle it!" He waves a single, deep red sword, and the beautiful boy does not hesitate to slaughter enemy soldiers one after the other.

The demon sword that the boy deals with is special - he sees his fellow slashed down, and there are soldiers out there who can judge him that way.

Fire defenses as weapons!

There was such a voice in Arsen's ear, but for now, he begins with an enemy to be slashed.

And a "kink" sounded, and the boy's sword was stopped.

In the rising dust and dust, in the imminent form, the movement of the beautiful boy's soldiers and coalition soldiers wrapped around his armor stopped.

"You look cute like such an angel, take the commander the most, and then slash and dump people so much!. You want to be so handy!

Enemy soldiers confronting Arsen - a younger voice than I thought, sounds around.

There were corpses and wounded made by "angels" all around Alsen, who was impatient, wrapped in scarlet clothes, and enemy soldiers who seemed somewhat witty, who applied defensive techniques to their weapons.

"I have to be more active in this fight than anyone else in order to be on my side, in the same place as him!"

In the strong green eyes of his will, he photographed an imminent, deep red sword, which Arsen powerfully ran out of words.

Then we apply more force to try to solve this state.

But the soldier, whose wisdom seems to turn, seems to be able to work his hands inside, and although he fears the "Devil's Sword," he was not willing to lose in swordsmanship to the young beautiful boy.

I can't believe everyone's distracted that it's going to be a "loose fight," but letting such a "runaway angel" go in.

I hear there's a bad quality "the guys"!

'- Huh!'

Arsene is seen lightly by soldiers in armor who can cross swords.

Zazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

- You're out of your mind.

That's what I say, a soldier confronting Arsen, apparently figured out that he was in the mood to contain this "runaway angel".

Around us, "allies", the soldiers of the coalition had begun to circle around Arsene and the soldiers of the armor.

Okay, what do we do?

To be honest, I don't want to see a lot of pretty boy soldiers facing each other get killed passively.

But if this antagonistic state is solved, the Allied soldiers are relentlessly slashed by Arsen, the beautiful boy in front of them.

(How do you get away with it? I mean, the other three guys from "This Kid."

The armored soldier originally remembered that he had been forced into this battle to respond to the "Netsurk of the Eye-ear".

Something happened in the rear. The earth will shake with the sounds of the next moment.

'- Ra,!! You're going down! Ooh!!

When Allied soldiers scream with no one, at the same time - Allied soldiers "rose".

"Shockwave," Grandor of the Great Sword "? Looks like we got a" pick up, "runaway angel."

Alsen was also able to confirm the shadows of the soldiers blown up by the shock waves as they fell into the earth with butterflies and the dust rushing their enemies.

The shadow gradually clarifies the appearance, along with the sound of the horse's hooves casting the ground.

"No way!!

A woman with red hair, crossed by a horse, in the white armor of a court knight in this world, comes running down the path opened by the shock wave rolled out by the Grandor of the Great Sword.

"Alsen!"

With his red hair shelved on horseback, the enemy soldiers were in a panic, momentum that seemed to reach Arsen.

But Arsen is still in a state of imminence.

(- At least, one more!)

Arsen puts his strength into the hand that holds the fine sword that has become the Devil's Sword.

I can't do this to you yet.

An armored soldier told him so with the loudness of his voice heard only by his impending opponent.

At the next moment, "Quick in," he sounds, and Arsene is pushed away from the impasse all at once.

(Didn't you mean it?!)

'Look, I'm picking you up!

With a surprised look on his face, the knight in the armor definitely grabbed Alsen's wrist as he was impatient and lowered behind him.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not your opponent, me."

Speaking so, the armored soldier looked back to the one who heard the horse's hoof as he took it off with his hand, holding the sword in his helmet narrowing his sight.

The only thing I know from Alsen is "brunette" because the person I confronted looked back.

And the boy's body, grabbed by the brunette soldier, was pulled up above with tremendous force.

"Wow!

The body, boasting a light and speedy battle, was brilliantly thrown up into space and the toe even looked like it was drawing a beautiful arc.

"Alsen! Danger!

With a brilliant equestrian knight with red hair, he grabbed the arm of Arsene's ungrasped, holding the Devil's Sword thrown into the sky while crossing the horse.

"-" Superior "!

The brunette soldier released Arsen's wrist after making sure the red woman grabbed Arsen's wrist with certainty.

The red-haired woman drags the boy's body over the saddle of the horse she crosses.

That was, in a way, the sort of behavior of a brunette soldier when a red-haired woman - Maple - came to Arsen's aid with a horse.

Maple looked unexpectedly strange as he caught a fish about Arsene and saw a brunette soldier.

And in the blink of an eye, Maple salutes his youngest companion on horseback.

The brunette soldier winked and moved only his jaw.

Come on, let's go.

He seemed to say it that way.

Maple nods small and plays the reins.

With one hand clawing the reins, with the other hand, let Arsen sit firmly on the saddle once now, running the horse toward the position.

'Alsen, be impotent already!. Undo the Devil's Sword. "

'I'm sorry, Maple. I really wanted to make a "acceptable" move. "

On the saddle where Arsene rocked, I honestly apologized.

"If you slaughtered and laid down all those enemies on the enemy commander, enough would be enough.

Ma'am, for a little while, I like the high places on top of the crowd, and I worry too much about my juniors, leaving them in charge of the hard work that keeps them in business.

After you get in shape, you're going again, right?

'Yes, I definitely want to chase you or Sgt. McGaffin or Netuark or Grandor!

"Arsene is a" hard worker, "so don't do it if you can't.

I admitted to being your best friends, because even if you just get scratched, they look like they got scratched too. "

Like his real sister, Maple gently stroked the head of a beautiful blonde boy who felt slightly endangered, on a swinging horse.

And since then, Arsen has bought the role of slashing first until the war is centered by a "massive natural disaster."

And made known to the world the name "Arsen of the Devil's Sword", and he was recognized by the country and the people as a hero.

The second earning of "How Heroes Work", planned by my father Angletham Padrick, coincided as the "Four Heroes of the War".

"I may miss Alsen for always taking the initiative to fight for me, because this fight isn't" war, "and it's going to be a little complicated.

Your body looks tight, so rest in your room. "

While gossiping inside the red and black coat, Netsuerk instructed his best friend to rest his body once now.

"Yeah, I'll get some rest.

From earlier on, what are you looking for by making me mozzle through your coat?

"No, because it's different from the usual coat. Come on, it's different on its own, I mean, oh, there it is"

Netuark pulled his hand out of the inner pocket of the red and black coat.

It was a case of a mobile sewing tool, tanned leather with a maple design, which was also the shape of his wife "Maple", which Alsen also saw a few hours ago, that was held in its hand and removed.

"Arsene has this. It's not a war, but it's probably inevitable. 'Cause I don't like it in case it breaks.'

I stared at the sewing case with my beloved eyes and grabbed it cuddly with a little effort.

Then, like a blindfold, Netuark laughs bitterly in his face, which is usually full of unfaithful, unfaithful smiles.

"Even if I give Lily something else, I still think this is an important tool for me, because I think of it as Maple."

After more than a decade of losing his partner, Alsen smiles gently at his best friend, who still remembers and loves his wife.

"Okay. I can't take part in the fight, but I'll show you where I can leave a message."

With his left hand fitted with white gloves, Arsen deposited an important figure of Netuark.

At that time, the fingertips of Netsuerk touched the left hand of the white gloves, and then rounded the eyes behind the round glasses as if they were surprised.

Then stare at the overly tidy faces of Majesty and Arsene with a rare pocan face.

"Please, did you?

Unexpectedly Arsene asked back, and Netuark cruised his long clever fingers on his thin lips.

"No. I don't know now. Oh, yeah! Can I have this, too?

In the end, there is no answer, and I am concerned about Arsen's way of turning down the reckless Netuark.

But his best friend, who had forgotten what he had just said, had begun to gossip the inside of the red and black coat again.

Arsene decided to give up pursuit and wait for what her best friend called "this too" to come out.

But this time again, the object of interest doesn't come out of the red and black coat.

"Why do you take so long to find it?

He asks Netuark, who Arsen is still looking for, as he wraps his retained skin sewing case around his inner pocket in his military uniform.

"No, there's a model of the red and black coat of this intelligence unit symbol.

It seems to be a coat made for people who don't like cleaning up, but it's been worked out a lot, and that's the other way around, and it's confusing to me. "

Alsen laughs at Netsurk's words: "Someone who doesn't like to clean up".

"Aren't you bad at cleaning up too?"

"I won't deny it, there was."

In the clever looking hands of Netuark, who came out of his coat again, there is a pocket watch that is quite old.

"Actually, it doesn't work anymore, this watch.

I want you to rest in a different place at the end of the day, though I've been deposited. But if I lose it in battle, I don't like it.

Arsen, do you mind if I ask you to do this too? "

"Okay, let's keep it"

Arsen nodded and received a pocket watch from Netuark.

It looks quite old, but the pocket watch was carefully maintained.

(You're as well maintained as a shapely sewing case from Maple in Netuark. Maybe this is also a shaping of someone thinking of someone)

As he stared at his pocket watch, feeling like his chest could be tightened just a little bit, Arsen realized there was one.

"The specifications of this pocket watch are something that used to be popular.

It's definitely something with an elaborate portrait embedded behind the clock lid. "

"Heh, boulder Alsen. It's fashionable. I'm familiar with history."

To Netsurk's admirable words, Arsen closes his eyes to think only a little, then laughs bitterly.

"I don't know if I should be familiar with it.

My father told me to look into the fashion and the fashion, even if I'm not interested.

"Because if you don't know, you can make a big deal out of it."

My father's words were so real that I was just protecting them. By the way, Netuark.

Do you mind if I take a look at this pocket watch portrait? "

Alsen asks as he stares at the pocket watch he has kept.

"I think Arsene would say that maybe the owners are good too"

"Now, if you'll excuse me,"

When "Kathari" opened the pocket watch lid, Arsen's green eyes were able to see the old portrait for a long time.

Somehow, a young man resembling both "gun brothers" was wrapped around a coat similar to Netsuark and a portrait was embedded beside him with a butler boy smiling in the light.

(Either of these two must be the owners of this pocket watch)

Arsene is intuitive, but maybe the owner finds out he's a lit boy.

"Oh, this portrait is from Wangdu."

Arsene looks at the sign engraved in the corner of the portrait and says as she glances at it with her fingers fitted with white gloves.

"Do you know that?

"You don't like portraits, do you?"

Arsene remembers that this ridiculous hero hates his appearance in the world and doesn't want to know anything about it and begins to explain it.

"The shop that handles the portrait, the signature with the last name" Color ", is also in the corner.

I've been painted by a third generation in the store a little while ago, so I'm sure. "

"Oh well. So the two of us have been to Wangdu, too?

And Netsuruk uttered a whimsical word, but said nothing more.

I knew that my best friend would be "serious" and silent, so Arsen decided to share his thoughts on the "two" portrait.

"Even then, you look good. Two of these portraits."

"Yeah, probably the most fun time of year"

Arsen has a long forehead and shakes sideways and denies the words he says in honor of his sadness just a little bit in his colored eyes, reminiscent of his boyhood.

"What about that? I find that these two people, if they were" two ", could smile in that environment in any place, even if it was hard.

So I thought I was smiling and finding "happiness" easy.

Well, if you're laughing luxuriously, a somewhat selfish atmosphere comes from the portrait. "

That being said, as he looked at the best friend of the big man in brown, Arsen, behind the lid of his pocket watch, laughed luxuriously at the still young man - poking a ton of fingers at Lord Robrow's face on the platform first, laughing.

- It's the end of the dinner!.

From the barn, a golden frog appeared before the two heroes, distorting the space at the same time that Ato's words were heard.

"Lord Netsuruk, I'd like the final stage of the meeting.

And Lord Padrick made a delicious porridge made by Martha. I was wondering if Osama, the farmer, cared if he had fallen in the Lobo Row in the countryside because his best friend wouldn't go back inside. "

Listening to this, "Eye-eared" laughed and "best friend" blushed, closing the pocket watch lid patchy and in the same spot as Maple's sewing case.