Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

"Are you going to be late, Mr. Netsurk?"

From Licorice as a healer.

"Your health is fine."

A lightly equipped Ars, who was pushed to heartbeat and sunny and participated in the ritual, asks Grandor.

"Oh, they kind of still used it for the ritual."

Asked and pressed for the position of the puller, Grandor replied with a bitter laugh and arms in a white outfit.

The entrance to Robrow's barracks.

It was starting to get busy there as the ritual production approached.

Inside the barracks, Apricot, dressed in masks and ceremonial costumes, uses 3D maps to keep Muscari beside him and give instructions to the people.

The inhabitants are always representatives. Muscari, who is prestigious and rotten as to what it is, was at all confused that the lord of the oligarchy surrogate was always given instructions.

And even though he listens to the explanation as he draws confusion, the masked lord notices and sighs lightly.

To make him sane, the inhabitants who were bewildered when Apricot pampered his hands with pampering, at the behest of the Kashiwaki, finally focused their consciousness on the conductor of this one.

Grandor was also smiling bitterly when he saw how it was going.

Rico, who will be the head of the ritual, is just ahead of him, wrapped in blue clothes, and with Rye and Dinfare, he opens the large door of the station.

The large gate is wide open, but no clasp has now been made to keep it open.

If Apricot's instructions ended the ritual, he said he could close the door immediately.

And Rico puts his hands together in front of his chest, and he can see he's visibly nervous.

"Nyah, all kinds of spirits are gathering quickly. Rico Nha, the embodied spirit of the East Country, funny and cute ~"

"Oh, what, really? Rye?"

Rye says his small-built, shapely nose as Sunsung, a little kidding, but usually, I can't afford Rico right now to respond to his best friend's jokes with a gentle smile.

Rye raised his voice as his encouragement ended in underdevelopment, uh-huh.

(Though I think Liquorice's strength would suffice)

Dinfare was nervous and gazed at his junior, who also spoke the wording at the time of his descent, with a relatively gentle eye.

"Ah, Rico, come on!"

Louis in a ritual outfit puts something on a large black rectangular basin and comes with it.

"Oh yes, what is it!? Mr. Louis!"

Rico also replies to Rye and Dinfare as lightly surprised victories.

"Osama asked me to check the tools used for the ritual. Mr. Rico, maybe you're totally nervous?

Louis is also surprised that Rico, just under the impression of Rin, looked back in a rather stiff way.

On top of the basin held by the Yanchan boy, he was placed somewhat loosely with a "blue" cloth symbolizing Gabriel and "water".

"Hey, confirmation, I get it!"

Apparently, only the word "confirmation" in the margin of nervousness reached Rico's ear, and he began to quickly confirm the tools on the basin.

Rather than worrying about Rico like that, Rye is looking at him with black eyes with eyes that are overflowing with a desire to help him.

Then, as I realized, I quickly move my neck like a cat and ask the boy who, like Rico, will play quite a major role in the ritual.

"Nyah, Louis boy isn't nervous. ~?

"I'm nervous."

Louis answered Rye with a face he said was out-of-heart, then blinked and raised the edge of his mouth like a "naughty boy".

"Even if I'm nervous for nothing, I'm just tired.

If you are a good knight of the royal guard, you will participate in the ritual smartly. "

I deliberately say that in front of Rico, who is unusually nervous, and show him more octave teeth, and laugh nicely.

"Uh, Mr. Louis, did you say anything?

Rico was distracted by the confirmation of the ritual tools that Louis had brought, and he still couldn't care less about the nervousness and the teasing voice that Louis had uttered.

"Oh, my encouragement is underdeveloped, too."

Apparently, he dared to do "busty boy" and show him something like provocation, and Louis was angry and trying to break Rico's tension, but this was like ending up underdeveloped, just like Rye.

"Oh, yeah, I have to make sure."

Rico was once again turning his mind to the confirmation of the tools used for the ritual twisted in the same color as her beautiful blue eyes.

And the white hand that confirms is shaking fine because of the tension.

Louis, who saw it, held the basin, sighed small and looked back.

Then, at the end of the line of sight, there is Grandor and Ars looking at this one from inside the station.

As Louis continues to support the basin, shaking his neck vigorously to the side towards Grandor, the big man, burned in the day, nods small and comes beside Louis out of custody.

Als continues as "escort" behind Grandor.

Apricot had a glimpse of the situation as she explained it before the 3D map.

Rico is also unaware that Grandor has come to his side, confirming the tools Louis has brought.

Without erasing any signs, Zach and Grandor had a footstep, but Rico never looked back.

"Liquorice, you seem so nervous."

In a tone like that of an example boss, calling her name short, Grandor speaks to the female knight in charge of representing her best friend.

"G, Master Grandor, when will you be this way?!?

Rico kept his ritual tool in his hand, his blue eyes circled.

Now don't laugh bitterly, Grandor opens his mouth without giving in with a smile worthy of calling him a good man.

"If you mean the time you've come, you've just come. So, how about the tools you use for the ritual?. Looks like Arsene can keep the guy he's using?.

If you can't, don't hesitate to tell me because I'll make adjustments to fit Liquorice. "

I put Pong and his burnt hands in the day on Rico's silver blonde hair, as I said and stroked the head of a young child.

"I'm sorry, I've been unusually nervous since I got to this place."

Rico blushed and leaned down, noticing the tension loosening after Grandor had arrived.

Even more nervous, such as from the head touched from the big hand.

(Huh, why?!)

When Rico is surprised by the sudden tension he pulls out, he hears the spirits' "even" shrug.

Kono "Man" Gailkara, Gabrielle Lady No Function No Man Two Matigaenaiyo

This man, "Master Grandor"?

When Rico looks up at the big man who burned in the day, the spirits shrug even more.

"Nanda, Itsumoto Koshi no Ukara, Contractor Gakawatta no Kato Sichatta"

I was identified by the spirits at some point?

Rico was quite confident as a healer.

Of course, that confidence was cultivated by the efforts of even leisure time to save all those who suffer as healers.

That's why I was never complacent, but I thought I would never miss hearing the spirits of the "water" who were healing, especially trying to get what the spirits said.

But I couldn't even realize what had been determined until Grandor's "aid" came in to serve Gabrielle, the head of the spirits of the exalted water that had been purified to the point of nearness to deification.

I'm still not refined enough, am I?

When Rico is depressed by his lack of effort and turns down the face he was raising, Grandor strokes that head again.

Then out of Rico's body, the spirits of the water, which would have caused the tension, broke out all at once.

"Liquorice can hardly be refined enough.

When deified, the "personality" of the Spirit also emerges.

Especially the water. Any small "gap" would get in. And "stain" again without realizing it.

The fact that Liquorice's emotions were disrupted only by "nervousness" without reacting with rejection to the spirits with personality.

I think it's extremely good. "

Dear Grandor,

Although heroes who tried and played in the war, they are now agricultural figures and royal escort knights.

Rico bowed his head deeply to Grandor in words that were different fields but were as if they were gentle teachers who encouraged his disciples.

"Ale, Nihaina Kattano at the time of the Dousitetsmo side of Ernoni?.

"Vessel" Gachanta Kato Stutte, Tension Citesimatta Janai "

Rico accidentally put his hands on his mouth, knowing that the water spirits were complaining that Grandor, who was always on the side of the vessel and on the side of "Alsen Padrick", was not there at the time of the descent.

Grandor gets an indescribable face and scratches his cheek because his hair is tied for the ritual and he can't scratch it hard.

"Nha ~?, Rico ran out of tension at once ~!?.

Besides, it's like a normal time ~?! "

Rye, who knows more about Rico than any other person, immediately noticed a change.

"True, I even shook my hands confirming ritual tools until just now.

Osama, did you do something to Mr. Rico!? "

Louis seems to have noticed, too, and is surprised how calm Rico is.

That's how I'm surprised Rico, but the spirits herself got out of herself, still against Grandor,

Itsumo Instrument No Side Two Inasaiyo!

And when I started complaining even more about things, I accidentally laughed up, and I laughed out of my mouth with my hands on it.

If I tried Rye and Louis, Rico suddenly laughed, so I looked at each other and blinked violently, staring at the suddenly relaxed healer round my eyes.

He was complaining about Grandor, and the spirits of the water felt better about Rico laughing at the vessel.

"Hola, Cono" People "Gylkara Instrument Ga Laughter Tteil.

Dear Yappari Gabriel, no utensils, no two people. Inaiwa!

After the voice of the Spirit echoes on Rico's head as he affirms, Rico is sent telepathy by Grandor when his smiling feelings are becoming uncontrollable again.

"Well, I wonder if the spirits who have identified" the vessel that descends Gabriel "with the wash.

From now on, you might want to train your descent alone. "

Isn't that nice?

It's so smiling and adorable to always identify someone with you, spirits and grand-dollars. "

Rico's returned the telepathy. Grandor turns his eyes round and looks back.

When I was born, Grandor was never told by a woman that she was "cute."

Rico is also the one who told Rico that he did it naturally again and that he was "cute."

"Sorry!!"

and promptly bowed his head deeply toward Grandor.

If I thought I was laughing, this time to Rico, who bows his head to Grandor, Rye and Louis really don't get it, and so on, this time we were looking at each other and then tilting each other's necks.

"After all, it seems that Rico wasn't responsible for the tension."

It was Grandor's fault that Dinfare, not knowing the circumstances that said so, drove Rico crazy in any case.

In a tone that made it feel normal, he wrinkled between his eyebrows as he put his arms together and looked up at the big brown man.

"Oh, you look like it.

I apologize for placing an extra burden on your precious men, Rico, because I was so sloppy. "

Grandor lowered his head gently toward Dinfare.

Certainly her failure to demonstrate her outstanding subordinate's leadership had nothing to do with her existence.

Feeling sorry for it, Grandor bowed his head to Dinfare without shaming a single apology.

"Dear Dinfare! It doesn't mean Master Grandor is bad.

It's my first time, and the spirits are just confused by the difference in vessels. "

I never thought that Grandor would bow his head because of his malaise. Rico panicked again, stopping both sides from blaming and apologizing.

"Rico seems to be in trouble, so he's been"

"Oh, even if this troubles Liquorice again, because she's only Ami the Original Tree"

Whether to blame or apologize, my boss and hero immediately stopped when they realized Rico was just in trouble.

"What!? The tension wasn't Rico's fault?!

"Why is Osama apologizing to Mr. Dinfare and Mr. Rico?!?

However, if you try to make Rye and Louis, who have been talking about "luxury" since earlier, it doesn't feel refreshing as if they are summarizing the conversation without knowing why.

So I was voicing all of them, including dissatisfaction.

"Hey, Louis, you and Mr. Rai need to calm down!. - Hacktion!!

I sneezed a lot when Ars broke in to calm Rye and Louis like that.

Naturally, all my gaze concentrates on Ars, who suddenly has a big sneeze.

And everyone gets a look that's been drained out of their liver.

To the so surprised face around it, Ars now bowed his head and said words of apology.

"Shh, excuse me! Suddenly I felt terribly cold.

Something got in my way the most. "

The five people on the side were so surprised that Ars' words of apology were in their ears that they could not respond to them.

"That's all." Attract me. "Hey, is it just cold?

Rico finally speaks to Ars in a voice that contains feelings of incredibility.

Now that Grandor has come to his side, Rico is stunned by the way the spirits look, especially the spirits of the water, rubbing off like he said "loving" to Ars at the earliest.

Rye, Louis, and Dinfare will not look as prominent as Rico or perhaps Grandor, but those with magical qualities will know full well that there are water spirits around Ars.

Dear, Konna Station 2 Itandesca?!

And the spirits deviated one after the other around Ars.

(Now what did the spirits call your name, Ars?)

I can't recognize the voices of the water spirits in Rico's ears, although I should certainly have heard them calling Ars diligently under a different name.

(No, I did get the name, but I did)

Can't remember "The Spirits Call You Ars"?.

When Rico stared at Ars again with a gaze conceived of doubt.

- Bread.

A thirsty loud noise rocking the air like a wave echoed from the side of Ars.

"What do you say, Ars? Did the chill fly?

At some point Grandor, who turned behind Ars, slapped the boy's back with his big hand that he was cold.

The moment Grandor slapped him on the back, he was walking away from Ars, who was trying to snap, sending him to someone whose water spirits slapped a somewhat grudgingly gaze.

And then he came to Rico's side, and when he settled down, some spirits shrugged, but he was too fine for Rico to hear.

However, while many still appeal to Rico and Ars for their will so that they are untrained against Ars, there is still no way for the person in question to notice the Spirit at all.

"Oh, yes, thank you, Master Grandor.

It's strange, in an instant the cold is gone "

Without realizing that the Spirit of Water was following me, I thanked my dear friend who had skipped the "chill" in a way that was like ignoring it.

"Arsene asked me not to let Ars get hurt, but if he caught a cold, maybe he'd be worried. Thank you.

That's what Grandor told me, and Ars scratched his head in the light.

Seeing Grandor and Ars having that conversation, Rye talks to Louis like Hisohiso.

Ars, haven't you noticed you're so attached to the Spirit?

Sounds like it.

Grandor sighed at some "sardines" or obvious secrets.

"Cora!, it would be manners not to find out if we were to talk hissohisso"

With a slightly harsh voice, neither of us is particularly bad when Grandor scolds Rye and Louis.

"'Cause I told you to sound like it. I'm not saying anything bad, but I was waiting for Ochan to react because it's hard to ask him."

"Osama, I'm strange, too. You're probably a spirit to Mr. Ars, aren't you? I can't believe that was so convoluted, but I don't feel like I'm aware of it at all.

Well, I'm the one who can't see.

But I can't help but wonder if I don't look like Mr. Ars. "

Until now, from Grandor, Louis was deliberately prevented from saving magic, but when it comes to magic after eating Margaret's chocolate, talent has sprouted from the seeds.

There is still a difference between classes like Rico and Rye, but Grandor knew that there was enough quality to "pick up" Louis.

From now on, we need Louis to have no foundation for magic.

Grandor can't bring back the "buds" that have broken their shells and come out.

Grandor smiled bitterly when he said it was his responsibility to raise "harmless" if he had sprouted it, seeing a boy who was going to be his stepson with a strange face.

Louis can't live a life without magic anymore.

(Well, anyway, what's the matter?)

Grandor sees his best friend's godson in trouble, so loved by the Spirit, but completely unaware.

Ars himself had no fine dust, such as how he was hurt by Rye and Louis' words, but he looked really badly in trouble.

"Well, that's what they said at the military school.

I don't know why I am, but the Spirit seems very fond of me.

I can't help but notice you.

Lily or the sage lord of rabbits embodied the Spirit before, so much so that I can finally see it. So sorry. "

That's how Ars "apologized" to the spirits for not noticing you.

As soon as Ars apologizes, the emotions inside Rico pour in.

(Spirits grieving)

"Xie Lanaide, Qi Nishi Tainai"

I also know how to appeal to Rico's head and heart and the emotions of the Spirit shake.

Grandor also finds out that the spirits are trying to sue him via Rico, and only a little anxiety arises.

(Thought the spirit had settled down.

This could cause a glitch during descent)

The fact that the spirits care about "Ars being depressed" is also an unbelievable event for Grandor.

Rai and Louis looked at Ars again wonderfully, surprised that he was so nostalgic for the Spirit that he couldn't "be aware" of it at all.

"People have good and bad hands.

So Ars is brilliant at swordsmanship, but great and dull with regard to the Spirit.

Can't we just talk about that, Louis?

It was Rin Female Knight Dinfare who broke in there.

Rin's mouth continues the words.

That's not so much sheltering Ars as just stating the fair facts, it was like that.

And I tried Ars, and the way Dinfare said it was so much more thankful than being badly sheltered.

Rico and Grandor also figured out that what was conveying grief calmed down, as if the spirits could see how Ars felt when they felt distressed.

"Ars, too." I'm dull for spirituality, and I have no talent for witchcraft, "giving up may be your guiding principle.

But if the Spirit likes you that far and you're of a nature "

So once I cut the word, Dinfare stared straight at Ars.

Ars dyed his cheeks a little but did not escape the gaze from her holding a pale feeling.

"Remember, this is how some people have questions like you, Rye and Louis.

In this world, "what the Spirit loves and likes" tends to seem to have spiritual qualities intact. "

Ars snorted firmly at the sharp advice from Dinfare.

At some point, Rye and Louis looked at Arce with regret and bowed their heads a little after realizing that Ars had a one-sided idea of "something strange that Ars didn't notice the Spirit".

With his head bowed, Ars shook his neck sideways with a gentle bitter laugh on his face like Arsene would, saying, "I don't care."

In the lockup, it sounded like there was just a little movement, but Ars was still turning his attention to Dinfare.

And it is the same with Rico, Rye, and Louis.

I looked back with only Grandor's arm crouched, raised my eyebrows just a little bit, opened my mouth small and squealed with a small voice so I could not hear "Did you finally come".

Dinfare went on to say the word again in the hope that a good future would continue to await him for the boy who would be a "junior".

"If you've settled down and had some leisure time at your current assignment, even if you know you're not good at it," Spirit, because you're dull when it comes to magic, "you should face it.

If you're ever faced with bad behavior, you'll have less regrets in your life. "

Staring into the boy's clear, empty eyes as a junior, Dinfare remembers himself only a little when he was of the same age as Ars.

Just like Ars, there was someone I admired and admired from the bottom of my heart.

He was like saying words, always wanting them to be "happy".

So whether you cry or scream, Dinfare advises Ars not to regret it because he hates himself for the "past" of not turning the world against his enemies for the sake of those he loves.

"Yes, I will"

You don't have to understand the deep meaning yet.

Even if I just think "don't regret it" to my heart, I'll be able to make a slightly better choice when I come across an important occasion.

And there was someone who showed up to Dinfare, as he firmly predicted Ars had replied.

"A story from the senior Knight Hall.

I'm sure it will do you good, Trad, so you should listen carefully.

And life with no regrets is a very good thing.

You have a life of regret. I say, "No doubt about it."

In a bright tone that seemed to be taken only by jokes, Neark, wrapped around a green coat, had come to the members of the refreshment and ritual with Apricot.

Seeing that figure, the two boys, who do not know who Netuark is, have a sense of ready-made vision of that "green coat figure".

"Mr. Netuark, has your coat been changed?

Ars first gave such a surprise, and Louis nodded cocklessly.

It's just that I have a sense of visibility, but I can't think of a "person" to whom both Ars and Louis connect inside.

"Yeah, because this coat is my" battle suit "that my dear best friend tailored me to.

We also have the spirits to protect us. "

Netuark smiled proudly, putting a long, clever finger on the collar of the green coat, which he could see at a glance was superior tailored.

"Fine, the Royal Guard Knights want Master Kings to make clothes too."

Once in Apricot's bedroom, by Kings Steiner, the nation's highest tailor, Rye sees the splendor of a garment made just for a hero, staring at the green coat of Netuark with sincere envy.

"For once, we are knights.

Though they must wear light clothing, they must always wear armor.

Master Kings can only be tailored for "clothes," so even if they can be worn, they're as good as they look, Rye. "

Since Rye sends too much envy glance to Netuark's coat, he changed from an earlier Rin attitude to a gentle atmosphere, and Dinfare put his arms together and smiled bitterly to forgive Rye.

"Ahhh!? Mr. Kings, that lighter face Mr. Kings!

Louis raised his voice of surprise when he remembered someone named "Kings", even in discipline, still holding the basin in front of Rico.

"Master McGaffin, Clover, do you know Mr. Kings?

Netuark sounds a little grumpy (I haven't heard) and asks looking at Grandor.

Grandor, on the other hand, answers the question of Netsuruk in "Eunmoriji" in the wind, which is much nothing.

"Oh, Louis also took me to Kings' atelier when I went with fitting to get my hero's clothes regularly taken care of before."

"Hey, you're a very sweet guy, though you may seem different, Mr. Kings.

He also gave me all kinds of treats, 'cause I'm going around all kinds of countries at work,' and I like that guy.

I saw his face a little bit, but he was a little fish-eyed, unlike Master Arsen, and he was a great beauty. "

Louis showed his octagonal teeth and laughed, talking about the gentle beauty tailor he once met only once.

When I heard about the tailor, Ars remembered that when he had just been assigned, the "rabbit sage" told me that the best tailor in the country was a friend.

"That Mr. Kings could be the tailor of Lord Sage's best friend, - Ah?!

"Oh, yeah. Mr. Ars - Hmm?!

Louis also reacted as soon as Ars gave the rabbit's "sage" name.

"My sage lord!!"

"That's it, Mr. Ars!!"

Ars and Louis look at each other and then when they see Netuark, they have the usual unfaithful "fuzzy" smile.

The two of them noticed that the design of the coat worn by Netuak was similar to the green coat worn by the "rabbit sage".

"So surprised, Trad, you and Clover, what's wrong?. Do you envy the coat that my best friend specially tailored me to look like your Timpani?.

Or, Trud, I have the name of the wise man who's looking after you.

What happened to my best friend, Mr. Kings?

Rather emphasizing the "best friend" part, Netsuerk was comparing Ars to Louis.

And all the faces who knew who Netsuruk was, they didn't hesitate to hit someone who was identical to the "rabbit sage" who said "white".

"Uh, no, that. I heard the wise man who was escorting me and taking care of me say," Mr. Kings and his best friend. "

When Ars says, "The Wise Man is Kings and his best friend," he notices that Netuark's gaze is instantly sharpened.

That's the kind of gaze that goes for the prey, and Netuark stares at Ars, so the word butt of the new soldier was slowly getting smaller.

When the words look narrow "Subo," he pulls his sharp gaze in lightly. Now, Netsuark walks in front of Ars, laughing nicely.

I don't really do anything to scare people, I'm not scared of them, I'm not scared of Ars, but I accidentally swallowed up the pressure created by the colored people at this time.

"Really, then, I don't know Lord Sage in your care, Trad.

I won't be seeing you again, so give me one message. "

Put a long index finger in front of Ars and tell him to ask for a message.

"What is it?

Don't defy me, instinctively, I was immediately saying yes.

Ars has the most unfaithful smile among those he has ever seen, and Netuark mouths a message.

"It's easy.

"Kings Steiner's best friend is a man named Netuark Saxfawn."

I just want you to tell Lord Sage, who will escort you. Please. "

"- Okay."

Confirming the young escort knight of the wise man who answered so, Netuark smiled satisfactorily and now walked out towards Rico.

(Mr. Netsurk, I like the tailor named "Mr. Kings".)

Looking behind the green coat, Ars imagines that he has never met a person named Kings, but is apparently a very attractive person.

I know Ars is rude, but I think he's a one-off, two-pronged figure, even for a man wearing a green coat with rabbit sage, Louis, and his colored hair and eyes.

And Ars thinks it's impossible that people with such a strong "personality" have any trust or preference if they're not "human" enough.

"Oh, boy, it's a pain in the ass."

"Well, that's not a bad" hand. "Ah, Mr. Ars, can I have a moment?"

Grandor, who was watching the whole end of Netuark's words and deeds, told him to shrug, and also laughed shruggedly at Apricot, who was in a similar ritual outfit, before calling Ars.

The boy went to Grandor and Apricot. Guess, the green coat man's walk stops in front of Louis, who now holds the ritual tools in a basin in front of Rico.

"Mr. Clover, let me take over the confirmation of the ritual tools.

And I'd like to talk to Mr. Liquorice about the ritual, too.

Clover, why don't you and Mr. McGaffin have another review of Sacrament?

Besides, if you're a kamikaze dancer after the dance, you should have a meeting with Lord Apricot now. "

Smoothly Netsuark said so, offering a seemingly clever hand to receive the basin Louis had before he heard back.

"Oh, yeah."

Seeing what seemed to be Netsurk's strong obsession with the Kings earlier, Louis had become just a little afraid of the colored man.

So the nasty boy honestly gave Netuark a basin with ritual tools and went to the Grandors who were talking about something.

After Louis leaves, he gives Netuark his opinion in a frightened manner, while making sure Rico doesn't sound like two boys who don't know who he is.

What the hell are you doing, even though "The Rabbit's Sage" and "The Rabbit's Netsurk" are the same?

Put pressure on you and Louis for nothing.

I'm sorry if I made you nervous. "

Netuark just laughed again at Ni for his words of compassion for Rico's boys, who were nervous when he did it, although it was the Spirit's fault until earlier.

"Nah, but it's weird to say something like," I'm burning myself up and jealous. "

Well, Lord Kings, one of the best tailors in the kingdom, likes you. - I see. "

Rico followed Rye, too, with a small voice frightened by unexplained behavior by Netsuerk.

Rico and Rye both know that the colored man wants to impress "Netuark and Kings are close".

But it didn't make sense to be a "Netuark-Rabbit Sage" and act like "Netuark is burning confrontation with the Rabbit Sage with regard to The King's Best Friend's Seat".

As Rye likes, he just seems to be "jealous of himself" so he couldn't help but look puzzled.

Netsuark, who performs the "puzzling behavior" of the day, sings a nose song, supporting the basin with one hand and saying where to look at the tools of Gabriel's ritual of descent.

"When Lord Netsuruk of the Ears took a confrontational attitude to the Sage of the Rabbit called" Best Friend of the Kings, "he was able to" distract himself from the fact that there is a very similar green coat wrapped around him from Ars and Louis. "

Rico and Rye stared at their superiors with a hazy look at the words Dinfare said as they put their arms together, and Netuark laughed just at his mouth.

"Keep going, Dinfare"

He takes another look at the ritual tool in his hand, as Netsuruk says it looks extremely enjoyable.

Dinfare continued, frightened with cold eyes, but with a voice acknowledging Netsurk's "measures".

"And even if Ars and Louis wondered about a" very similar coat ".

Lord Netsuruk showed an unusual obsession with Lord Kings' "seat of best friend."

As a result, it was difficult to ask whether the "coat of the rabbit sage" and the "coat of the dressed Netuak" were similar.

If Lord Netsuerk finds out about the existence of a similar court, he may be in a terrible mood.

"Two boys who don't know who Netuark is" acted that way to the point of thinking.

Now, as far as the "grossly similar green coat" is concerned, we have succeeded in serving Lord Netsuerk, as Ars and Louis would never ask.

Is that a good interpretation?

Lord Netuk? "

The colored man nodded very satisfied with Dinfare's "interpretation".

"" Netuark "disappears immediately after the ritual.

If Ars and Louis were to ask, they would only ask me about the "same coat" that went back to the rabbit.

So anything can be deluded, I guess it would be perfect to add that. "

Having said that, he finished inspecting all the ritual tools and looked at them as if they were brilliant godchildren, Netsuerk stared at a female knight with chestnut beautiful hair.

"In that way, a person named" Netuark Saxfawn "will give you the impression of being quite obsessed with one human being, Ars and Louis, okay?

Dinfare didn't look like he was stripping away hostility from a colored man, as he had done before.

Rico and Rai can't pinch words for the conversation between Netuark and Dinfare.

I can see some certainty in these two, but the roots seemed too deep.

Even if it's just stubborn, there's still trust in it.

Seeing an overly vexing relationship, Rico and Rye watched Netsuark and Dinfare exchange views on the measures.

And the colored man answered the question with a little thirsty eyes.

"Fine, I can't help but" hate "a man named Netuark who couldn't protect his loved ones no matter what he turned against his enemies.

Denigrating the haters doesn't break my heart a bit, and it doesn't shake.

So don't worry, there will be no interference in the ritual after this. "

♪ I hate people named myself ♪

Dinfare smiled sadly when he heard that Netuark lived with feelings similar to his.

When Rico tries to speak to Dinfare like that, he suddenly gets in a rough, crisp shape and Netuark opens his mouth.

"Besides, when I look like a human, it's also" true "that I'm so adamant that Kings turns bright red in the light.

Even if all three of the ladies get along with Kings, if they get to know each other better than me, they're gonna be jerks ~ "

"Nyah, serious atmosphere smashing."

I gradually got into a talking air, but Rye was so freaked out by the attitude of a sage who was too kidding.

"Netuark, how about the tools of the ritual of descent!?

I don't know if you're smart, but Grandor is asking his best friend as he raises his hand.

Its apparent and low voice makes the tension on Gabriel's predominantly descending side even more "loose".

"Maybe there's a way for Netsuerk's measures to come to mind, but I'll hang out with him.

Do whatever you have to do. "

Remembering the reliable words I was told last night, Netsuerk felt the difficulty of having friends who could entrust what he was carrying with him in confidence.

"Dear McGaffin, there are one or two things that you should keep in line with Mr. Rico.

That's as much as I can tweak, so please let me prioritize your tweaks and meetings. "

From the standpoint of being only a friend of the lord and a helper in the "Eye of Eye", I return the words using reverence.

With such a bitter smile at his best friend, Grandor replied by fisting "Kobu" a hand expressing the meaning of "acknowledgement" between the two of them.

"Whoa, okay. I'll take care of you."

Keeping the basin cleverly in his arms, Netuark also fisted and lifted his hand, responding to his best friend, who had the longest edge.

"Nyah, the friendship of Han's" My Cousin "."

When Rye told him to make fun of him when he saw how it was, Grandor and Netuark were laughing at the same time without being able to light up.

Lower your fists at the same time and face each other with your "things to do".

"Now, Mr. Rico, where we have decided on Han's friendship, shall we come with the final adjustment"

"Yes. So, which is it, Dear Netsurk?

Another best friend's, diligent deputy asked for guidance quickly.

"Right, with this."

Netuark looks largely relaxed and takes the tools he thinks are better suited to Rico.

Then, when I realized, I looked at Rye and Dinfare in the way I felt.

"Yes, both of you, take it easy, or you can rest inside now.

After that, I'm going to ask you to work really hard on the ritual escort. "

That's what Netsurk called on the two female knights as escorts.

Rye puts his index finger against his jaw and opens his mouth as he looks at Rico and Dinfare.

"Nyah, if it's going to interfere with Rico Nyah's adjustment or" descent "study, the eagle is waiting very long with Dear Dinfare."

"If it means we can concentrate alone, I'll leave Rye out of our seats.

Lord Netsuruk, who is obsessed with Lord Kings, doesn't seem to have anything to say about Rico. "

Rarely, Dinfare, when she mouths her own joke, Rico is turning red and making her mouth awake.

But by touching such "kindness," the spirits of water, who almost authenticated Rico as a vessel, were happy to dance around.

(Let me try replacing the usual "Grandor and Arsen" with myself and Mr. Rico, to calm down the spirits and stabilize them?

like boulder dinfale)

'Sage Netsurk, what about the ingenuity of saying this?

Dinfa's attitude, which does not hesitate to improve the situation at all times, marks the ancient wounds of Netsuerk.

In a time when she could still be called a "girl," she pretended not to notice, although she had noticed that she had only some respect and a little admiration.

I still don't know if that was right.

"Then let's just say we wait at the precinct. When I'm on Rico's side, I really care."

"Dear Dinfare, the eagle will do the same."

I like Rico too much for the eagle. "

All I said was a hug before we broke up, and Rye was hugging Rico.

"Already, Lai."

Rico looks in trouble, but happily hugs Rye back and strokes her black glossy habitual hair.

Rye stared black-eyed at Netuark, who had gotten tall looking up, as he hugged Rico.

"If Osama's Han friendship is missed, the next step is to misrepresent the woman's friendship!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Rye, I'm not the right person to show off.... Time to go. Rico, come on."

Finally, with words of encouragement, Dinfare took Rye and went.

From the girl, to seeing the back of becoming the country's best female knight, via Lily, to the fringe with her that has begun all over again, Netsuerk can only apologize.

"Dear Netsuruk, thank you very much."

With Rico's voice changing the way he calls it certain when Louis is around and without, Netuark stopped dropping him off and turned back to Rico.

"Well, shall we begin?"

Rico teaches and takes sincerely the difference between the specifications of the tools of the ritual, which are only slightly different from those taught by Arsen.

(Sorry, Mr. Rico, Arsen)

Secretly, I apologized in my heart.

"So based on what Alsen taught you, do you want to rehearse?"

With a bright voice, Netuark smiled and took Rico to the stage to descend Gabrielle, who was largely finished.

"The other side of" There "seems to have started in earnest, and now let's do the second kamikaze dancer lightly."

Apricot will continue the meeting with the mask on, as there is an Ars who does not know his face after the easy confirmation of the part where Grandor is.

"Master Apricot is wearing a costume like me and Osama, but he's not moving, is he?

"Louis, why don't you listen to me properly?

The lord won't move, he won't move.

As Grandor watched as Ars laughed bitterly as he gently poked Louis in the head,

"Pottery."

I felt something on my head.

"Is that it?, what is it?"

Unexpectedly in his mouth, he touched an object with a puny feel as Ars reached around the "pottery" of his head.

"Gekokoko"

The fingertips of Ars' leather gloves made a puny object - the moment he touched the golden frog, the rabbit's sage usage demon, the usage demon sounded like he was overjoyed.

"Oh, Mr. Frog, the user demon.

I see you've been well adjusted by Lord Sage for a long time.

With his gaze pointing over Ars' head, Apricot is now throbbing with Kutsukutsu as he says.

"Something, that frog. Looks like you really like it over Mr. Ars' head. It's the same gold color as your body, so will you calm down?

He said looking at the golden frog that was just above Ars's head, just like Apricot, as Louis stroked his head eating a small bump at Grandor.

"It's such a cute reason."

When he heard Louis' "because it's the same color," only Grandor offered a palm with a white armor to the sage rabbit's user demon on Ars' head in a form that looked down.

The golden frog had horizontal eyes and unfortunately jumped to Grandor's palm, staring at Ars.

"Gecko."

"Ooh, you're tired. But it is true that in the literature, Takashi has long appeared as Hikaru."

Grandor called, as his companion did to the devil of use, and leaned his neck only slightly against the frog, which remained a golden figure sitting on his palm.

"I guess I'm going to be the frog of the golden user demon until just before because he is supposedly poisoned with the toad soufflé" Sesen ".

I don't know the name of God that Louis plays in Kagura, even though he has been a frog for a long time.

"" If you look like Kakiko Kayamako, you'll know it. "

Because it's a teaching role.

And maybe there are people who don't like frogs, so there are things they care about. "

With that said, Ars listens with interest to Apricot giving an explanation as he stares at the golden frog riding over Grandor's palm.

"Is that an exotic story?

Apricot raised the edge of his mouth with pleasure that Ars was interested in talking about the ritual.

"Right, exotic, an old story about an island country to the east.

Speaking of which, it doesn't appear in this ritual, but it does appear in a little bit of a story before we use it in that ritual. "

After Apricot said Rabbit, oh, he muttered small and suddenly held his mouth and laughed, so Ars and Louis looked at each other.

"Dear Apricot, anything?. Are you laughing?

When Louis asked feeling like taking a little distance, Apricot shook his head vertically, cocky.

From his palms, Grandor arms himself with a golden frog on his large shoulder wrapped in a white outfit.

"Oh, sure, if it's" that story, "it might be a story that makes me laugh."

Now I'm laughing bitterly all the way to Grandor, but I'm watching an apricot with laughter.

"What is it, Osama? If you know Osama too, don't get hurt and tell me."

"I didn't know you could say anything but work and martial arts."

Grandor made fun of Louis, showing his sturdy teeth and now he really laughed.

"I want you to let me know if you'd like to, too. What happened to the rabbit?

Ars also asks towards Grandor, a golden frog sitting on his shoulder touching his bearded face burnt in the day with a water-screwed hand.

"Gecko."

It also looked like something like, "Tell Ars quickly."

"Jesus Christ, Ars seems to be liked not only by spirits, but also by demons."

Grandor told him to be shuddered, but "shuddered" sounded more like he had spoken to the "frog" riding on his shoulder than to Ars.

Frogs, the "rabbit sage" user demon, see their burnt faces on Grandor's Day from the shoulders where they sit, with their eyes that are characteristic of amphibians but with a sense of "Ken".

The stuck Grandor had a cold look that was rarely far from the "ho-han" image.

- Gecko.

Ringing as if obstinately, the golden frog had jumped from the successful shoulder of Grandor, swimming the universe "Chiu" to travel underwater, and ended up going to Ars's again, sitting on the shoulder-to-shoulder portion of the lightly dressed armor.

Then I gently pulled in the bamboo that I had pointed at Grandor earlier for even a moment, and it sounded like I was in a good mood and throat, and it looked like I was going to settle completely on Ars' shoulder.

"What's so good about it?

Like the Spirit, I don't know why he was so fond of me. Ars had rounded his empty eyes and feared his boss's best friend pouring a gaze at his master's user-demon, who stops on his shoulder.

"Well, isn't it better than being hated and hated?.

Like Mr. Dinfare said earlier, why don't you go with the Spirit and find out why he likes you, Frog? "

Seeing Dinfare and Rye moved inside the precinct, Apricot turns to Ars and makes a suggestion with a smile that only his mouth understands enough, even if he wears a mask.

It was also a word sandwiched by Apricot, as if to take between the Grandor and the "frog" of the user demon.

"That's right, Osama. Besides, enough with the demon, tell me a funny story about the rabbit!

Louis also rides Apricot's words and talks about "rabbits" that have stopped earlier.

Apricot was heartily relieved that Louis was also in between.

Some of the memories I share with Netuark and Grandor's attitude toward the demon "frog" gave me some concern, but I can't afford to poke around and think about Apricot right now.

A few hours ago, looking up at the room in the courtyard, the butler of the Vinegar family asked the colored man.

"- Are those two unaware?"

The words of those who were the memorable "butlers of the Vinegar family" asked Apricot blood contractors shook Apricot's mind.

Lord McGaffin and Lord Padrick.

"- Come on, I've never heard of it before.

Besides, I'm stingy, so it's wild to say, and it's a pain in the ass.

It's just, those two are "best friends" who think of each other. "

- Well, even now.

(Though Lord Netuak dared to mislead the answer)

By performing the magic of the "blood contract", we can share memories along with the same technology.

But it is only a memory that the flesh has cultivated.

And in Apricot's shared memory of "Netuark," one can only see a person named Grandor as a "record" of the country's heroes.

(I'm really sorry about what happened in the past)

I hate apricots for stories like that.

In the silver mask, when Apricot made the surface

"Gecko."

The frog of the user demon rang out as he rushed the "rabbit laughing story".

(Ma'am, now relax your feelings with "The Rabbit's Laughing Story" - do you motivate the boy who is serving as a vessel for the lesser namesake Guna god)

Apricot chooses to motivate people to work with us for what they want to protect rather than "hate" stories.

Lord McGaffin, may I speak to both of you about the rabbit?

"Oh, I don't mind. Let's take a look at the stage and revisit Nara again.

Louis, come back after you've heard the story. Let's do it again at the end. "

"Yeah. Osama, okay. I'll be there as soon as I hear from you!"

When Louis replies happily, he smiles contentedly and Grandor walks toward the ceremonial stage for those who also have Netuark and Rico.

Finally, as Apricot begins to speak to Ars and Louis, Grandor consciously blocks the sound around him.

And the words he sang took the path made between the river that seemed to overflow and the valley that this territory was proud of, looking at the paper that had been recognized (made) by the habits of his friends.

(Rarely disturbing chest)

Having a slight grumbling feeling, Grandor looked back this time feeling signs behind his back.

- What's wrong, Lord Muscari?

Grandor looks back.

There stood a muscari dressed somewhat all over the earth, but seemingly moveable, not in a garment that seemed vainly gorgeous as before.

(This one looks more dignified to me, so I'm impressed.)

I didn't even know Grandor was making a good impression, and Muscari was quietly bowing his head, somewhat concerned about the apricot talking about the rabbit.

"Something I need to talk to you personally?

If Grandor asks in a low voice, Muscari nods quietly again.

"If you can, a little further away.

Acting lord, no, I don't want it in your ear. "

Robrow's farmer representative, who was no longer able to insult Apricot, complained in a voice containing fright.

"You don't want the lord to ask you, do you?

Speaking to make sure Grandor looked suspicious, Muscari nodded without hesitation.

"Let's hear it from the stage."

Muscari nods silently again, following only a little lower than next to Grandor.

The stage for use in the ritual was complete, and the people were being pursued by Robrow to withdraw the tools they had used to prepare.

The stage used by Grandor and Louis was set at a considerable distance from the huge gate of the Sekiguchi.

And from that stage, in front, there is another small stage in the western position that "Gabriel" supposedly guards.

The stage was built on a blue tone, and on top of it were Netsuerk and Rico, the first to hold a ceremony, a meeting to "descend".

I see Rico following Netuark's guidance with a little confusion.

Apparently, he's teaching Rico another different way than what was instructed to be Arsene.

He's trying to figure something out again.

Grandor, who trains in "descent" with Arsen at all times, understands that the Spirit is on Rico's side with a slightly different nuance.

(Are you going to take a different form because Rye is going to follow)

Just past the street, Netuark giggles nicely from the top of the stage and raises his hand to Grandor, and Rico carefully bows his head.

Grandor also raised his hand and Muscari rushed to the two of them on stage to bow his head

"Thank you for Robrow."

And I said "thank you."

Rico, who heard Muscari's "thank you" voice, responded to it with a gentle and beautiful smile, albeit a little surprised at first.

Speaking of Netuark standing next to Rico, he had an indescribable look on his face and then made Muscari laugh.

However, Grandor raises his eyebrows that he would not do it to bring a sassy, outwardly neat smile to his face if he were a regular Netuk.

(That was a delicate smile for Netuk. Oh, speaking of which, are you under contract with the Lordship?)

There is still a "connection" of consciousness to Apricot.

And Grandor guessed that people's types are similar, but apparently under the influence of the "apricot" side, their emotions haven't been able to follow along as much as the man named Muscari has changed.

Until earlier, he had been treated with pride by the "acting lord of the puppet", but a man named Muscari had been plucked out of his "pus" in the rough business of Apricot, and his surroundings had become surprisingly humble.

That must be the reaction of Netsuruk to the fact that the person who pulled out the pus in the rough industry will also be surprised and humbled.

(Well, Netsuerk himself, he's nice to "really serious people")

My best friend, who has a curvy gut in his strange condition, is curious about "serious" for some reason in May.

If you meet someone who behaves like "I have no choice but to be serious" or "It's ridiculous to be serious", Grandor has seen you pee a few times in the past with all the pitching.

Muscari nowadays seems to be so straight and serious as to be foolish that he doesn't even feel like making fun of himself from Netuark.

But even though I pulled out the pus, Grandor felt somewhat restless too, as Muscari's not so different.

There may still be some cause or effect on this land.

With that in mind, I arrived at the stage for the first stage.

At the beginning of his visit to Lobrow, while he spoke of respect for Grandor, he listened from the lofty Muscari, who set the stage during the festival about twice a year, offering a dance that glorified the blessings of the gods and spirits.

So setting up a stage for these dances seems familiar to the people.

Grandor takes off his grass, a pair of footwear to suit his costume, climbs the stairs of the board with his foot in a footbag, and goes up to the stage.

The floor rang when Ki and the big Grandor's body rode.

(It has been used for many years, but it is well maintained and well maintained so that it can be adequately cared for.

A good Bereavement will live in it.)

"It's a fine stage."

Grandor says, summed up in a word "splendid" with all his thoughts.

"Thank you for the compliment"

Muscari bowed his head beneath the stage.

"It's not a compliment, it's a fact"

With another bitter laugh, Grandor couldn't help but regret that this man had accumulated "pus" until now.

(If this man had been like this for a long time, even in the absence of his lord, he would have been able to fill in the role of "hon." -)

So Grandor stops thinking.

What can I do if I envy the "past"?

From above the stage, which was still somewhat windy, he looked at "Robrow".

The ceremony is set just in the middle of the road.

Looking at the western direction and the entrance to Loblau, on the left is the river where last night's heavy rainfall increased Mizukasa, and on the right is the barrier of Sobi.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Looking up at the standing rock skin, Grandor asked Muscari, who was still not on stage and kneeling on the ground at the side of the stairs.

(If he was this guy before, he would have stood next to me for anything)

Without realizing it, Grandor was also smiling bitterly at Muscari's moisture when he realized he was going crazy.

"As a matter of fact, after listening to you, I'd like to ask the great farmer, Mr. Grandor McGaffin, who is also a hero."

"Man, it doesn't feel like it's some kind of serene wish to be called by a hero.

But depending on what you're asking me to do, there's nothing I can do about it?

If the ritual has begun, concentrate on it. "

As Grandor looked back and pointed his gaze only at Muscari, Robrow's farmers' representatives were bowing their heads, putting both hands on the still damp earth.

"No, I can only ask Grandor McGaffin to help me with the ritual."

Muscari put his hands on the earth, and now his forehead on the earth, and he was trembling.

"What are you so trembling and afraid of?.

If this is the case earlier, we should return the stigma in this ritual and restore the honor.

Lord Apricot would also have said that if he had been active in this ritual, he would have ignored even the attempt to make the lord a deceased himself.

And when it comes to rituals, as I said earlier, the stage is well supported. "

Grandor takes the lead and lists what Muscari seems to be anxious about, and I notice it in my mouth.

Among the words I said, there is nothing in particular that the man who bows his head now asks for.

Even if he doesn't trust what Apricot says he will not ask (although it is a sin that would otherwise have no choice but to be executed in the presence of a lord) and wants his help, now he doesn't feel the shallowness of doing so much for Grandor.

(Perhaps you care about the recklessness of the ritual you tried to make one of Lord Apricot do before the "pus" came out)

"When it comes to rituals, there's really no need to worry about the way we're currently doing things.

This is my first time as an operator in the role of purifying a river, but he is a brilliant man.

Aid is also attached to the person to be coached.

In a way, it's harder not to fail. "

"Gi, a wrapped in ritual costumes, Master Apricot will do" Kuebiko, "imitating the immovable god of farming," right?

Immediately after Grandor said to reassure him, he raised the forehead he was putting on the ground, and Muscari asked.

Muscari seemed to know the name of "Kuyannaku", the god of agriculture, only the leading farmer of Robrow.

"Oh, right.

There, next to the female knight who is descending to purify the water, a man with glasses and a green coat in his hair is in command regarding this ritual.

I hear you and Lord Apricot have made up your mind. "

When Grandor says so, Muscari, if you'll excuse him, gets up, takes off his footwear and goes onstage, stopping in front of Grandor's step.

And from there, I stared at Apricot's old friend Netourc, who was continuing to teach Rico something.

He was surprised Rico by playing just long fingers and embodying a few spirits at a time.

"That person is a friend of Master Apricot, who seems to be teasing Wang Du, right?.

You're good at that magic and martial arts, aren't you?

To this question, Grandor nodded as he was about to laugh bitterly.

"Well, I'm good."

Instead of "excellence," Grandor clouded the words, knowing the truth about a man in a position where even kings of all nations would be seen at first sight.

"He's in on your work, too, right?

As if to confirm the hope of "Ichiru," he asks again with a trembling voice.

"Oh, I do all the streets.

So it seems that the man's role is to assist the whole thing and, after the ritual is over, to end it with Lord Apricot. "

Muscari looked like the last of Grandor's words were not in his ears.

It also seems rude, but I realize there's something I care about so much.

And based on what was asked, Grandor perceives Muscari's thoughts of "not wanting Apricot to participate in the ritual".

"If I can, I don't want Lord Apricot to participate in the ritual.

And if you can, how would you like that man to represent Lord Apricot in a ritual?

When Grandor put into words what he had guessed, Muscari now knelt on stage, clapped his hands, and shook his head vertically violently.

And I beg you to do so in silence.

Why don't you tell me why?

The way he says it is gentle, but to Grandor's voice, which makes him feel intimidated, Muscari bows his head again and stares at the wood on the stage, opening his mouth with his shoulders in a warlike manner.

"I was taught to think by Lord McGaffin's son, and I could be embarrassed by the power of my own deception and the vessel that was too small to gradually hear from Master Apricot.

And it was earlier that I was able to notice.

Before that, I was stupid enough to want to kill myself, no, I'm still stupid. "

"" I could do it myself when I was stupid, "you know?

Also, shut up. Muscari nodded

When it keeps growing, I can't stop myself from putting the trick into operation.

When I was stupid, I just didn't need to stop, so I passed on the ritual information to succeed in having a "setup".

"So you told them yesterday when Lord Apricot was going to be unable to move." Grimblesti the Flaming Pig.

When Grandor speaks, Muscari snorts, albeit gawdly.

The other day, if Grimblesti's raid ended in failure and I was feeling itchy about my teeth, an unexpected heavy rain hit Robrow.

And because of the out-of-term rain, the river did not flood, but it did occur in dangerous situations.

"sacrificed to protect Robrow, the surrogate lord."

While the idea seemed like a masterpiece to me, I woke up the apprentice butler and hastened the ritual to Apricot before dawn.

"As if, rolling down, my mind was on the idea of not letting go"

The four hustling women didn't get their hands dirty, and their bloodline little girl cleaned them up on her own as lords.

After placing his little girl Apricot in the acting lord, the man who believed that he was "supporting the land of Robrow in the shadows" was beginning to be dissatisfied with the fact that the "woman" was the lord, albeit surrogate.

And simply, even if you make it into a puppet anyway, a man - van vinegar - is better than a woman.

With that in mind, I was trying to take Apricot off the seat of the lord, working with those who had the idea that "if I could, women shouldn't be lords".

The only difference was that Muscari was not bound by her "life or death" for Apricot to leave her lord's seat.

(This man's pus extraction is over, it was really a long time ago)

Grandor remembers again.

The man's attitude was too special and he felt a little crazy, but it wasn't a special victory, 'something even more "betraying" Apricot for forgiving me' was about to happen - really, he was just scared from the bottom of his heart.

Even though you are being held to account for your corner sins, the trap you hit just before that is operational, and you cannot stop it on your own.

"During the ritual, Lord Apricot is raided.

Is that a certainty that you can't cancel?

Nodding at Grandor's words, Muscari opens his mouth.

"Shame on you, though I was going to plot it by myself until now.

If you think about it, most of the people I've worked with have a math. "

Muscari even noticed that the measures he intended to diligently construct were being used to twist the baby's hand.

"The other day I sent you a" flaming pig "is a mage in another country.

It was also the "opponent" who joined hands with me to cross with the sorcerer.

And I can't get in touch with that magician on my own.

In retrospect, it also seems to me that they were passing materials and information to come up with a convenient solution for someone who could only use magic in shallow schools and in a crowd. "

Muscari remembered the "person" and shook his head.

"In addition to Van Vinegar, there were other people who used Lord Muscari."

The man who was going to bull Robrow in the shadows was actually being used by "Kuroko" and others who didn't even want to be involved in various thoughts.

However, if you look from Grandor, from yesterday around the flaming pig, the "measures" can also be felt somewhat naive, and one question came to mind.

"Earlier Lord Muscari said he could not be contacted, but he must have given the sorcerer information that" Lord Apricot can't move "at the ritual?.

Or is it a one-way street?

Grandor put his hand on his chin and looked down at Muscari on his knees "knees first" on stage.

I snorted firmly at Grandor's words again.

"I'm going to be ashamed of that, but my collaborators in Robrow have been given tools by magicians to use in the military to convey a rush."

"Could that be a paper plane?"

Grandor asks somewhat surprised.

"Yes, Master Left. Everything seems to have been developed by some of the best sages in the country, and it's a great magic tool that you can handle, even if you don't have the magic of my kind."

I listen so much, and the wind stroked Grandor's cheek, so I give him a face.

Then Muscari's "best sage in the country, who developed the great magic paper plane," Netuark saw Rico twisting his cheek over the stage of Gabriel's descent, whether he was overjoking about something.

What are you doing?

Hearing a "confession" that just seems to be Muscari's penance makes the feeling that it was getting heavier somewhat lighter.

A man who never thought that the developer of that great instrument would be on this land continued to confess to Grandor.

"I used that paper plane to tickle one when its collaborators were absent.

And earlier this morning, I flew with the ritual details. "

"As long as it takes place, you can't move while Lord Apricot is performing rituals and imitating ancient times, so do you mean the gap?"

When Grandor said that much, Muscari nodded with his head bowed again.

"Can't you fly another one to that opponent?

If you say you don't have any tools, I have brought a few of those paper planes at once.

Later, I'm resting now, but Arsene might have something with more improved performance, because he's a soldier? "

To Grandor's compassionate words, Muscari shook his head sideways with regret.

"That" paper plane "was apparently a hassle being put into it by the sorcerer when he gave it to my collaborators.

In case my stupid prospect fails, even if the military embarks on an investigation when the ritual "accident" fails to clean it up, he says he can't be identified.

So even if I get a paper plane from Master McGaffin or Master Padrick, I don't know where to send it.

And earlier, before Mr. McGaffin could lead you here, we received a reply in our collaborator's room. "

Muscari removed a purple-dyed paper plane from the chest of clothes stained with dirt.

Grandor sees it and remembers a certain person.

Someone who has seen Netuark as his enemy and left the country at the end of the day...

("Bad guy." Well, I didn't)

Grandor's took it with that in mind, and when he spread it out, the characters drawn by the rules and regulations were written in the language of this country.

"Oh man, to make sure the handwriting is unraveled? Just in case."

"I was flying a paper plane with ritual details before the sun rose.

And then there was one breakfast with Lord Louis, and if it was possible, I went to my room to get my collaborators another tool to contact the sorcerer to stop what I had done.

But I was wondering what was going on because I wasn't there, and I got that reply letter by the window.

So, if I fly a paper plane with magic tools made by the best sages in this country, I don't think I'll be able to get in touch with them in time, and I was wondering what happened. "

Who can't see you in the early morning?

"The Deacon's Lock is Lord Muscari's collaborator."

Grandor spoke incredibly of the name of the person he thought of in the given information.

I can't believe it, but then Muscari said he didn't want Apricot to talk to him, which makes sense.

A lock of deacons I trusted wholeheartedly, serving the Vinegar family long before Apricot was born.

Muscari wanted to talk to Grandor where she could not hear him, knowing that he was about to unload Apricot from the throne of his surrogate but gradually calming lord.

The "representative of Robrow's farmer", who had stopped thinking about it, was no longer capable of behaving like a bystander.

"Sure, I hear that Deacon told you that he was loyal to the Vinegars before they ended their peace in a territory called Robrow?.

Why, after everything that inhibits- "

"In my dreams, he said, 'Please, free this child and the" sad hearts "of his loved ones from that land,' and I don't know the name of the child and who the loved ones are, but he wants help."

The first night on Robrow.

Reminds me of the dream story Ars saw in the carriage after the dinner party.

(I guess the words in the dream don't belong to Rock, but if that's how the Lord's Seat was perceived)

If that's not "power or glory," it's just "shackles."

Well, Rock didn't mean to hurt Lord Apricot.

I want to lift you free from the shackles of a lord.

"After the Acting Lords cut off the four relative nobles who are loyal ministers but therefore inhibit the direct heirs who wanted first lord Pean Vinegar.

It was inherited by Apricot, a direct line, who was the wish of the first generation.

If so, Rock remembered that he had pretended not to care until the time of his first generation's death, but wished him the happiness of an individual named "Apricot, Vinegar".

He wants to get Master Apricot off the throne of the lord and "free" him from the throne of the lord.

And to that end, he said to me, "Help me."

"Again, yeah"

For Grandor, who rarely seemed to be imprisoned by the shackles of "hero" or "ho-han," I felt like I understood, though somehow.

(The only reason I can be a hero and a good man is because I have friends with people who understand the truth.)

"Tell me why, and ask Lord Apricot to come down from himself, and ask your father, Lord Ban, to be lord again.

Couldn't it have been that way?

Muscari nodded when he thought about it and asked if Rock would do so first.

"Of course, Rock made a suggestion.

But Master Apricot said the van of his predecessors - "Your father will be tired". For a while now, when you work for your lord, you will be locked. "

"Take the lord lightly, or even avenge him." That's what I did.

The law of the country also provides for the kidnapping of a person who is a serious crime.

A poisonous cup in a form that does not suffer and in execution, even if he commutes in the grace of his nobility.

It was Father's own blood-connected sister who called it "Oh."

And it was his daughter in the position of "lord" who poisoned him.

Asking Father for a "lord" to do such a thing immediately is a boulder.

For a while, I want to give you a rest. '

"That's how he told Rock," he said.

"- Right."

From the dancing in front of Louis and Netuark until earlier, I could see that she still wanted to take care of her "family" in a word that I could not imagine was also felt by Apricot's "health".

"However, even though Master Apricot told me that, from about a month before Rock cut off the four nobles, it felt to me, especially as he thought as fast as a moment and wanted them off the lord's seat"

"From the mutilation of four nobles."

(I guess that's the key to something.)

"Stupid I was about to take advantage of the lock that wanted to remove Master Apricot from his lord's seat.

I knew that he was once a surgeon enough to stand side by side with four heroes of peace with his first generation, so I tried to use it. "

So the palms that were spreading onto the stage can be fisted and dropped.

"But I was still going to use it, and it was being used"

"Muscari"

Grandor lowered his voice and for the first time he called his name and threw it away.

"If that's what you're saying about being" used "and" used, "that's how you're going to feel all the time when you're going to use that word."

Not knowing what Grandor was going to call it, Muscari raised his head, which was dripping.

"Usage originally meant," To be useful, to use well ".

Because of the frequent use of greed, it tends to make a bad sense. "

"To be useful"

Always consider whether a person named Muscari was a "useful person" if he was in a position to be used.

"Words are convenient on the side of use and change their shape and role.

Exactly the same wording used in rituals.

I wish the side I'm using recognized that, but sometimes people are "swallowed" by the words they're supposed to be using.

You just seem to be swallowed up by the word "used."

Besides, in a different way than it was meant to be.

Based on that, let me ask you again, was Rock "using" you?

In the words that Grandor speaks as he teaches, Muscari recalls the actions of the old deacon, who spent the past month or so with him "for the same purpose".

Instead of the kind of "I want to stop" that Muscari would do, it was designed to make it feel like "Apricot doesn't have to be a lord" with a praiser.

I put some work into the former Lords van, put him in touch with Muscari more often, and discussed it more often.

Increasingly, he became the opponent of the war pawn of the van, suggesting that his consciousness should be directed toward the Lord's work.

To Apricot, I subtly turn to the work that my former lord specializes in, so that I can rely on my father to increase my chances of discussing it, and return the job of lord to my father, so that I think it's okay now.

Let everyone move spontaneously if they can and never get hurt.

"Let us entrust the entertainment to Lord Muscari for this agricultural training.

'Cause that helps people named Robrow and Farmer's Representative.'

He persuaded Apricot in those words, and took Grandor's entertainment and guidance, as he anticipated Muscari would say.

"Rock was really using me, and Master McGaffin, for the sake of the Lobo and the Vinegars."

It was as if they had taken the "road" that they had been prepared to take from the beginning.

"When you hear that word, don't feel like talking to Rock more"

But now the butler has disappeared.

And so is Eliphas.

(What the hell are you gonna do after the ritual, Netuak)

"Master McGaffin, actually"

Muscari opened his mouth to talk about it when he looked into Grandor's slightly rugged eyes and remembered just a day earlier seeing the rare and rugged face of an old butler with just the same gentle expression.

"Truth be told, Rock was not on board about letting the flaming pigs raid Lord Apricot and Lord McGaffin.

Mostly, it's embarrassing, but it will take the form of a magician I was forced to rock and cross. "

"He said he'd put on a crossing, but sure, Rock would have been sick with hard work before that, wouldn't he?

The day before Apricot was raided with a flaming pig, Ars and Lilli, with transmission imperfections, risked their lives on their way to an underground jail.

Locke, who had a hard time with it, found Grandor blocking it in the hallway of the new Lordship Mansion, and should have returned to his room with his care.

"Yes, while you get to the floor with hard work,

"It's also a chance to get Master Apricot off the throne of his lord, comparatively quietly."

And, rarely did you call me from the rock guy, and I was talking.

But let me tell you something about Locke, without really hurting anyone, he was trying to make Apricot feel inexperienced as a lord and spontaneously restore the lord's seat to the van. "

"Oh, there's something I can think of about that."

With regard to the punishment of Louis when he "ran wild," Rock was in agreement with his former lord, Bambinegar, in everything, with an attitude that even assessed Apricot's calm ways as raw.

I remember Grandor well because he was somewhat surprised by the deacon's, cold-hearted attitude, which he also just thought was moderate.

Apparently, I listened to the story and detected that there were such "thoughts".

"And I don't know if I can hide it now.

At that time, it was an exotic sorcerer who interrupted the transmission of Master McGaffin to his companions.

At first, I heard that if I paid for it, they would perform dangerous sorcery, and with the help of Rock's sorcery, I made contact here. "

Muscari reminds me of something, like "in order", which reminds me of Rock's harsh face.

Muscari decided to pass it on to Grandor with the feeling of "in the first place".

"As soon as the magician listened to the magician who put the crossing on the rock about the appearance and characteristics of Apricot and the trendy girl, the other side was probably curious to ride.

Yes, but let me do my part in attacking the girl with the rabbit stuffed animal. "

Sounds like the magician reacted to the rabbit stuffed animal.

"Oh, right. Now that I think about it, when I told you about the characteristics of the lady I brought with me.

As soon as Grandor told her about the "rabbit stuffed animal," even the magic mirror, which did not show up, had overreacted.

There's a hateful vibe at every end of the word. "

Muscari listened to Grandor and nodded again and again in a way that he remembered for sure what was going on at the time.

(For Christ's sake, I've been in custody of Eunmoro Ji 'er, so I'm good at intelligence, and I think I might know what's going on with Netsuk's "rabbit stuffed animal".)

Apparently, Grandor had a deep sigh of sighing at the fact that he also knew "old familiarity" was somewhat involved.

(Netuark was still a "kid."

Besides, I still unconsciously decided what I cared most about, "Egg", and I also put out words that would imprint salt on that scar.

Whether they bought a grudge or not, they were adhering to him and spreading his "prank story" on his tail fin back.)

However, Netsuerk did not elucidate his prank story to anyone, and with an unfaithful smile at what the military's work should do, he had more results than was required.

Neither Yunfo, who was the head of the military school, nor Netuark, who was a party to the rumors, cared about it, so no particular action was taken.

Sure, there were rumors of overheating, but there is no such thing as "no one" being able to directly harm or harass Netsuruk.

Also since that time, the famous Grandor of Houhan has normally continued his friendship with Netuark, so if the situation of calm in the truce is over, it has not been until then.

I do remember Arsen having taken refuge in Netuk once, and he was settled with great momentum.

There was no harm done to him or herself, but at a time when the defamation of Netsuerk became too intense in military schools.

Grandor is not familiar with it because he hears it again, but it seems that the aristocratic boy, who admired the colored seniors, cooled his beautiful face to the contemporaries of the seniors who form a party of inmates and rumors, and gave him an opinion.

Then, for a while now, Arsen was rumored to be the one with no roots or leaves.

There was something about this situation that floating men thought boulders, too.

"Will you shut me up with a positive attack?"

and "interesting information I was picking up" went out on an off-duty day with one hand.

Just the same, the same time, the same time, the Grandor that was off duty.

"Give me a drink at the tavern, so I can only help you for two days on your day off."

and an unproportionate wage, and got caught up in something.

And the involved "thing" becomes a "case involving the country" and solves it in the form of "crushing great and great organized crime in other countries" with Netuark and Grandor.

Having solved the case, Netsuruk, who had achieved the country's recognized merits, found the organized crime fast, and he said, "Eye, eye, ear."

Grandor lurked in organized crime and defeated a group of bandits who had also been nominated but could not be captured inside because he was a strong man, "a thousand times a horse".

We both gave each title from our country.

And Netsuruk wears a red and black coat and a silver medal as evidence of giving him an "excellent intelligence campaign," returns to the military school and shows up in front of the prison party, which spreads rumors of Arsen's roots and leaves.

In a red and black coat and silver medal on his colored hair and eyes, he saw a wandering group, and Netuark smiled with a rare and gentle smile.

'Which do you trust: the words of those who carry out intelligence activities recognised by the country, or the words of those who sprinkle rumors with the irony once said?

With that said, he turned his red and black coat and left the scene with a grin that also seemed vicious towards those at the center of the detachment party.

Since then, Arsen rumors have stopped perfectly, and there has never been a Grandor to see Netuark wear a red and black coat outside of work.

Only that Grandor had heard that a man who had turned Netsuerk into an eye vendetta disappeared from the army because of the circumstances of the house.

(I don't know if I'm going to listen to you at this time and place.

In a way, it might have been nice for Arsen not to participate in this measure)

The rumor is that Grandor had Arsen angry, but he didn't try to tell me,

'Because I don't care, Sergeant McGaffin, ignore the rumors. Please.'

I was told, so in the end, the rumor was that "Sergeant McGaffin" remained unknown.

(Netuark may have tried not to tell the non-participating Arsen anything because of old reasons)

Muscari waited very long for the big man in his ceremonial costume to open his mouth again when he realized he was "thinking of something" when Grandor remembered the old days and shut up for a while.

"Oh, Lord Muscari, I'm sorry.

So, what did the magician tell you about the girl with the rabbit stuffed animal? "

Call again the name of the representative of Robrow's farmer and ask for details.

"Yes, as I said earlier, at first it was the form I forced Rock into and asked the sorcerer to take.

As soon as you say the characteristics of the person you are attacking, you may reduce your magic rewards by some amount.

He told me to let the devil attack the girl with the rabbit stuffed animal. "

"In a way, that's a response that doesn't betray expectations."

Grandor laughed bitterly, nodding and encouraging him to get ahead of the story.

"Then the Sorcerer said he would proudly use the magic and flaming pig of the meteorite Metio.

The lock I was listening to stopped it. "

"Lily, because even if you decide to involve a little girl and a boy with a young butler apprenticeship in your heart, it might hurt you a lot?

To Grandor's words, Muscari raised his head with hesitation.

"I thought that's what I said, too."

Muscari tells Grandor the words Rock was saying while laying down on the sleeping table with hard work but with a rare, cold and rugged face.

"Even if you spray a flaming pig, it will only be in vain in front of them."

"You're telling me Rock said that?

"Yes, but the sorcerer, with my will, ended up sending me in."

Grandor was almost listening to what Muscari said as he lowered his voice and began to think again while he was in his ear.

(Did Rock find out about Netuk?

If you did know that, even if you used awesome sorcery, if there were two of those powers, it would be nearly useless.

No, more than that)

"Was Rock involved in Prohibition?"

If it's forbidden, Grandor knows a little bit about it.

The fact that the Lords of Robrow were wise men who helped the four heroes of Peace was also heard as top secret when they became heroes.

I also learned that Rock was a loyal and brilliant operator of the wise man.

(Where? Where was the time when someone named Rock had something to do with the ban?)

Once again Grandor ties his mouth tight and now he thinks with his big hand covering his mouth to hide it.

And what comes to mind are two women with very similar faces - Eliphas and Apricot.

Is "mourning" a forbidden word?

And the general anticipation of what my best friend, the man, was trying to do with the woman, the contractor of blood, could be put on Grandor.

"Player" from Netuark.

"Got it, Muscari. I'll take care of the ritual."

When Grandor said that clearly, the man who kept pleading finally lifted his head off the stage, raising his attitude, which was just low, enough to try to get up.

"So can you measure up so that you can take turns with Master Apricot and Master Netsuruk who will be there?!"

Grandor shook his thick, successful head sideways at the words.

"No, I don't take turns. Honestly, it's nothing like taking turns."

Muscari recalls Locke's face when he denied seeing Grandor's face and suggesting that he once again lay a flaming pig on him.

So, Grandor's face was rude.

(Even now, it's bad for someone who hates Netuark.

I can't deal with them, no, "don't deal with them")

"Besides, Lord Apricot just becomes immovable, not incapable of fighting. And muscari."

"Yes, sir"

Grandor opened with an apricot, just a grin on his mouth as he gazed at the entrance to the precinct.

"That" person "is strong. It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman.

Maybe more than that on the eagle.

I don't really need you to worry about me. "

(But thanks to Muscari talking to me, I found a way to punch a cross spear)

"Ma, more than Master McGaffin?

When Muscari stared at those with apricots, now Grandor stared at the man wrapped around a green coat who was still coaching Rico about something.

"Come on, I don't know how to" ramble "him.

I want to let the guy who tries to clean it all up by himself get a bubble out of it every once in a while.

Hey, Alsen?

Now under the white armor of the ritual, towards the golden bracelet, Grandor spoke to his best friend.

When I stroked it on a gold bracelet with my burnt hand in the day, the wolf smoke rose in front of the jail.

"It looks like we're in good hands and when the ritual can begin."

Muscari identified the smoke and opened his mouth.

"Let's review Sara and decide when to make the intrusion."

Unusual, Grandor was starting to work out his plan.