Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

Apricot whistles his fingers softly as it echoes through the valley of Robrow, and the violins and singing sounds heard in the vault for the meeting come into Louis' ears.

It's our job, isn't it?

Just a little, a little bit of strength goes into the clenching fist that nervously rests on my knee.

At that time, when the successful arm was around his back and donned and looked up with his big palms, Grandor, who stood in the same ceremonial outfit and posture of a giant burned in the day, was laughing reliably.

"Please, Louis."

Louis' nervousness, which was only a little, could be removed from the voice of the obvious teacher.

I could also make a smile that showed my usual octagonal teeth.

"Yeah, Osama!

And at exactly the same time, holding the fan in his hand that had been placed in front of his right knee, Grandor and Louis stood up.

A man who is also a hero of the country in the same work and his disciple, the boy, dances to entertain the "Dragon God" in the purified gorge.

There was no disturbance in the "movement" in the dance between Grandor and Louis.

"Mr. Louis, it's the other guy who gets comfortable and ready with this dance at Nora - how his mind is with McGaffin.

But don't forget that even though it's exactly the same as the person who dances, it's different. "

(It's not hard to fit in with Osama when it comes to dance moves and how things are going)

Looking back at the words from Apricot, the boy eventually thinks about the dance that he was able to perfectly match even in pre-practice, now even in production.

Even Louis knows that a "grown man" named Grandor makes it easier to adjust to his busy self.

Is it okay to dance the same way?

Dancing so far, the boy tightened his mind once - for Grandor to start ranting about the "lyrics".

"Sometimes the earth trembles because of the emergence of the dragon god of the lower realm and the thunderbolt of the people"

It looked different from Netuark again, and Grandor's voice sounded majestic.

And most importantly, it attracts.

(Osama, you sound good)

I was able to dance perfectly during prep practice, but honestly, when Grandor's voice sounded straight next to me, I was lightly "paralyzed".

When I told him to tease him that Netourc was a good voice, Grandor looked sinister, but Louis found that the same people who participated in the prep practice felt "good voice".

After a high whistle tone, Grandor sings with his mouth wide open again.

"Sometimes the earth trembles with the participation of the dragon gods of the lower realm."

Try to entrust yourself to "Koko" and "Good Voice" and Louis dances in the same motion as Grandor.

(I need to be careful here -!!)

Plug the floor of the stage into the "simultaneous" ringing place with your feet in your pockets.

When it comes to stepping on "simultaneously," Grandor and Louis are so different in size that Louis fits in here.

With the movement of the esteemed Grandor, it was easy for Louis to remember and timing it easily.

"Something" invisible when the noise rang in alignment was loudly silly in the valley.

"A hundred thousand family members shall be taken, and taken,

waves on the flat ground,

I can be in the seat of God, and I can listen to you. "

With a voice that doesn't attract people's hearts and other "things," Grandor dances with a grunt.

Plugging into another scene where the two stepped on the floor at the same time, the mentor timed brilliantly.

The trembling vibrations shake the stage, and the shaking leads to the atmosphere.

And "something" cracks again.

When Grandor felt a definite response, he turned his gentle smile to his disciple and opened his mouth to sing again.

"A dragon woman stands on a turbulent sleeve.

Dragon woman stands up is a turbulent sleeve.

White balls of the waves, of the plains of Wada.

Standing is a sea plain that also shows a green sky.

Just go offshore, of the moon's ship, on the river surface of Sabao, if you float out, - the Great Dragon King of the Eight. "

Louis, who listened to Grandor's "" so much, didn't even get too nervous, but his feelings filled his body with exaltations that kept Dawn from stopping and paralyzing.

"Let's go, Louis!"

"- Ugh! Osama!"

The boy, shaken by exaltation and paralysis, but holding on to his will to "dance", responded with certainty to the man who was the master.

A series of dances by his mentor to glorify and celebrate Dragon God's prestige began with a fierce clamour.

While in intense motion, the two dances are performed on stage without madness as if they had been practicing again and again.

Als, who refrained from taking it to the edge of the stage for an escort and "admired" it, had accidentally drank his spit.

"Same goes for Master Grandor, but Louis, your movements are amazing, aren't they?

Really, are you just practicing for the first time today?

Ars saw Grandor and Louis dance for the first time in a stage prep practice set up for the ritual.

Ars, who doesn't even know what exotic "nara" is, but whether it's a slow move or a quick one, Grandor and Louis were brilliant in tune with the music "Tsukiko" they wanted to fit in the spiritual stone.

And it would be a fine moving part, such as posture or arm angle, if the size of the teacher's body were together, with the illusion of the eye, it might have seemed that one object was doubly visible.

So much so that Grandor and Louis' movements were breathtaking and aligned.

Now that it's the second time I've seen it for Ars, in addition to that, it feels like the last time I've seen it, a series of dances between Grandor and Louis are getting harsh.

The boy had watched the two dances in, just as Louis, who had first seen a series of Netsuark and Apricot dances, had his heart eagled.

"Lord McGaffin's apprentice?"

A dinfale standing beside Ars asks Apricot, who is now at the edge of the stage, removing his silver mask and exposing the face of the keloid to the same ceremonial outfit as Grandor and Louis, to refrain from appearing.

"That ~, Mr. Dinfare. Will you talk to me?"

"Gecko!"

With the golden frog on his head of participating in the ritual, I don't know if Apricot was "retaliated" for being taken away earlier, but he replies with a slight joke to Dinfare while holding the spiritual stone that plays the "Tsuko" he uses for the ritual.

―――

Ars could not help but feel something akin to the "rabbit sage" to whom Lord Robrow was to be escorted, even though he was hiyahiya to the pressure put out by Dinfare, who would be silent on Apricot's words.

Lord, you really look like a rabbit sage.

Apricot is raising his mouth angle to the pressure brewing from Dinfare, which cools his liver even in Ars.

"Don't be so angry. So, as Mr. Dinfare assumes, Louis, you're being" planted ".

My Lobo's "God of the Land" has been given to me to serve.

But he, Louis, you and Lord McGaffin's dance is due to two forces.

And we're both starting to unconsciously go into the next discipline while we dance- "

Apricot stops words there once and covers his mouth with his hands with smooth skin that is not covered by keloids, just a little thought in.

"Apparently, Louis, you have a little confused verse about what" reciprocity "means."

Ars looked back at the words that would pinch things in the back teeth of Apricot at the end of the thought.

"Well, there may be a" Oko "who isn't good at witchcraft or something, but even if there's something" confusing "about doing rituals like this, is it okay for people to dance?

Als asks, reluctantly, but without hiding his concern for Louis.

Apricot narrowed her eyes and shook her neck small and sideways as she scratched her smooth complexion, her jaw, with her fingers fitted with leather gloves.

"It's not a good situation, but it's not a bad situation at all.

If you're a "hero" named Grandor McGaffin who's dancing with you right now, you won't waver about a little confusion in your apprentice's mind, and even with that, this ritual won't end with failure.

But if you want perfection. "

"Is this ritual something that wants perfection?

So Dinfare pinched the word.

To calm female knightly words, Apricot now shook her neck to the side with a bitter laugh.

"Thanks to Mr. Rico and Mr. Rai, the valley, which boasts enough robrows, is purified to the fullest.

Two interesting dances, Lord McGaffin and Mr. Louis, have brought together many spirits and eastern countries called "Eight Million Gods".

Apricot says so, then dives into the brow in the keloid, arms up with the spirit stone in his hand playing the sound, and opens his mouth with some regret.

"However, if I could, I would advise you, Louis, on" reciprocity, "let you go through something called" perfect condition "in this ritual, and let you learn.

Because there's rarely a chance I can learn these things. "

Dance continues in front of the Apricots who say so, along with the intense tone of the violences, to raise their arms, rattle their feet, and sometimes boast of the "greatness" of the dragon gods surrounding the stage.

"It's hard to figure out when to stop anyway, maybe already here -"

So Apricot looked up to the sky.

At the same time, the spiritual stone in hand plays a high whistle tone, and a hanging voice honoring the dragon god echoes in the valley.

The Eight Dragon Kings Tilt Eight Crowns

"Looks like you're here already."

Apricot shrunk her dark green pupils in her black eyes by the glow of being who responded to her invitation.

Eight spheres of light slip through cloudy weather from the sky in the valley of Loblau, first on the waters of the purified gorge.

Ars, who prides himself on being blunt in witchcraft, can clearly see it, and he can feel that the spheres of light are very noble.

"Do you have a chance to stare at me as confused?

But the dragon gods like it here too, and they seem to cooperate fully, so this time give up - "

Even as Apricot unfortunately says and loosens the arms he was putting together, the eight spheres of light remain at the river level on the side of the stage where Grandor and Louis are dancing.

"- The Lord, Lord Netuk in command is absent, so it seems that something better has happened instead."

Unexpectedly, Dinfare, who was staring silently at the surface of the water, tells Apricot that he is still sorry with a voice that quietly passes.

"To?"

"Gecko?"

In response to the words spoken, the golden frog, the Apricot followed by the demon, also reacts with quite a distracting voice.

"Oh, one?!"

Ars also sounded surprised with his gaze toward the surface of the water, so Apricot stares at the waters of the purified gorge where the spheres of eight lights should remain.

Then one of the eight slips through the water, going down the river, in the western direction.

When Ars tells him to confirm, he gets a message from Netsuerk on Apricot's head.

Let me lend you a little pillar, Lord Apricot.

Before responding, correspondence from Netuark was interrupted, but the lord of Kelloyd gave this "chance" - laughed.

Take the silver mask out of your chest and wear it.

Then, to increase concentration under the mask, I turn off the keloid and call on my mentor, who keeps dancing with his masked face on.

"Lord McGaffin! Mr. Louis!.

I needed to buy some time to give birth.

Just don't worry, the ritual itself is going well!

To Apricot's call, two of his mentors nodded at the same time as they danced.

"Connect the part where you're going to buy time by adjusting the dancer in the spiritual stone to turn back the sound.

The flow and choreography remain the same.

Unfortunately, it will be repeated until the next finish. Thank you.

Maybe it's just a one-time repetition. "

To this call, the mentor nodded at the same time.

The smooth face in Apricot's mask smiles as Grandor and Louis' mentor nods.

"The corner, Louis, you found a chance to face" confusion, "so we have to use it."

While manipulating the spiritual stone playing the dancer, without stopping the sound, Apricot muttered slightly as he searched for a place to connect.

To Apricot's grunting kind, Dinfare looks uncommonly surprised and looks back at the masked lord.

(Lord, how much do you communicate will and information with Lord Sage?.

Or is it a word from the nature of the lord?)

♪ We have to take advantage of our chances ♪

Dinfare was very similar to what the two women who still loved said.

And I'm gonna be the other escort. Ars is...

Maybe the rabbit sage will say the same thing and try to confuse you from you, Louis.

and thought calmly, this time smiling back just a little bit.

Apricot, wearing a mask, takes the gaze of surprise and smile and squeezes his mouth in a riddle.

"Then it connects to the repetitive part.

It will be the first part of the beginning, but only a connection.

Don't worry, Lord McGaffin doesn't have to. "

To the tentative conductor's words, "You don't have to", Grandor gave a bitter smile, but also nodded at his mentor at the same time.

Before entering the final phase, Apricot "rewinds" the spiritual stone on which Norakuko is delivered so that the sound is uninterrupted.

(Come on, face "confusion" again.

Face the confusion, "think," Louis, because it's my least apology to give you a chance to grow up)

A few sounds were played by the pigeons that I had never heard before, which immediately led to the opening performance.

Louis receives a glance from Grandor, and the two immediately sit in the first position.

And while Grandor and I adjust our movements perfectly, Louis remembers something "bewildered" as he listens to Kuniko.

(In the first place, it feels weird that me and Osama are "equal."

When it comes to parity with Osama, just do it)

On Louis' head, a beautiful woman in military uniform immediately floats on her beautiful blonde hair.

And the boy looks back at this until he comes to Robrow as he dances.

When I thought about it, the first time I saw the "Grandor" side instead of "Osama" had something to do with coming to Robrow.

A few weeks ago, at a "senior" in Grandor, a person named Dan Lion, who calls himself an apprentice baker, suddenly shows up at a farm meeting and pulls Grandor with a laugh.

With Grandor laughing bitterly, I asked him to follow me only to Louis, to "my brother," who knows all the farming steps.

I'll take care of the rest.

And he gazed, and when he left the farm, he was immediately taken to Dan, even to the library, which was co-located with the military establishment of the king's capital.

So Louis first met Osama's "best friend" in the library, where he was first born, trying to find out about Robrow.

In a good way Grandor and the type were the opposite, Louis was greatly surprised that Arsen looked more beautiful than a bright white, lined woman such as skin color.

(Hmm, but I wonder if equivalence is a little different)

While the dance is perfect, this time Louis again sees the man burned on a magnificent day who becomes a "master" dancing all kinds of interesting to the right.

(I feel that "reciprocity" is a different word for Osama and Arsen.

"Parity" and "importance" mean something different, don't they?)

If you look at it from Louis, the relationship between Grandor and Arsene is normal, but I feel that the part of them who are "important" to each other is stronger.

I wonder if it would be "Rabbit's husband" if I were to say "parity with Osama".

Between the time I came to Robrow, I remembered one conversation with one in a magical mansion or carriage, and it doesn't even look like a "reciprocal" relationship, but at any rate, Grandor's reciprocal figure is a "stuffed animal" and doesn't come tight in Louis.

"Remember that even though you are equal to the person you dance with, you are separate."

So now Louis was remembering that Apricot was paying attention.

(Dance is equal)

Louis has the same consciousness now that Grandor doesn't have a deafening voice.

And the sphere of light, now seven, observes with interest the confusion "thinking" of Louis as he dances.

Ars and someone other than Louis, the person thinking about it, had noticed.

While concentrating on dancing, Grandor takes the form of an interesting watch over the exotic noble spirits, the dragon gods, who are interested in the diligently conceived "disciples".

And Apricot, who refrained at the edge of the stage, was breathing relief.

The nasty boy smiled gently at his mouth knowing that he had reached for a "chance," but quickly tightened again.

I've taken my chances, but I haven't decided if I can do things yet.

But apparently, the situation is flowing better.

Even the dragon gods, now seven lights, after this, were more interested in the boy who danced in the role of Robrow's land god named "Lornakona god" than in the man who danced in the name of "Homochi".

"- Good. The dragon gods seem to have taken an interest in our land gods, including you, Louis."

Apricot's voice seeped joy as he made a strange face as he adjusted the spiritual stone playing the recurring dancer.

"What does it have to do with the disciple of the Great Farmer, who made the" planting ", and the God of the land of Robrow?"

By Dinfare, Apricot nodded at Louis with an unceasing look over the mask.

"A god named Shawnamed Ancient Na God, Sknavico, tends to be made into a one-set with an eastern god who supposedly created an eastern country called" Homomuchi ", which is very valuable when it is described in the literature.

In a way, although there is a presence called Daiichi, so much so that for the first time there will be a god named Shaungu Na.

Your life is a god with all kinds of names. "

Apricot shuts his mouth once, saying that much.

Then by closing his eyelids, he stops and thinks a little bit.

And when I opened my eyes.

He opens his mouth again, staring at Grandor's back, a figure like the brother of "who was my best friend".

"I'm going to be talking about my arbitrary interpretation of" Coming Soon, "but the relationship between Lord McGaffin and His Majesty, Louis, and the Shaw-named Guna God may be a little bit similar.

Your life is the same, but Lord McGaffin has changed his name quite a few times.

Dinfare does not answer questions from this apricot.

When I tried Dinfare, the man known as "The Good Guy" is also one of those who hates and can't wait to see him, and also one of those who especially defends Netuark.

Respectable but "likeable" feelings have no fine dust.

I've heard that even though they called me a good man, there was no mercy in the battlefield for the opponents who became "enemies".

(When I say it, it seems like all the words that make a bad impression on Grandor McGaffin)

"Than I speak," Dinfare stared at Ars.

"It would be fairer for you to talk about the" Duke of Grandor McGaffin "from Ars's mouth than from mine.

Ars, can I ask you a favor?

"Oh, yes. Okay."

Suddenly Dinfare shook me to "talk about Grandor's explanation," and Ars blinked violently, but firmly undertook.

Ars speaks in remembrance of what is commonly known and called "the alias of Grandor".

"Eh, there's only three things I know.

"A Thousand Grand Dolls" when I was still much younger before I became a hero.

Since becoming a hero, "one of the four heroes of the war - Grandor of the Great Sword".

And I think the best known person in the world right now is Grandor McGaffin, the big farmer.

These three, right?

Everyone in Wangdu already knows that when it comes to "big farmers," you mean Grandor. "

When Ars said that much, Apricot nodded toward the boy who taught him how to "thank" him.

Pinch "add" there with the feeling that Dinfare is at once.

"If I were to add a name in the aristocratic society, it would also be famous for" the Duke of McGaffin, who hates nightclubs. "

For once, he was active in the Great War and would come even if he gave him the status of "Duke".

I thought you said you didn't like being a nobleman. "

That's what Dinfare added to Ars's explanation.

As Ars rounded his eyes to such a "Duke of McGaffin" story, he saw just the side as Apricot turned his gaze to the Grandor of the day.

On his brown face, he's smiling bitterly.

I guess what you're laughing at is that Mr. Dinfare is generally right.

If you don't want to do it, you can dance, but you can choose between the sounds and listen to this one waiting for you.

("Graphics are decadent, Grandor is good at fine witchcraft and work, isn't he?")

In the memory he shares for the contract, Apricot, who "discovers" that Netuark reputes Grandor as such, raises his eyebrows unexpectedly for admiration under the mask.

(I knew it wasn't just a "sweet big guy")

Together, the name Dinfare said, "Grandor McGaffin," but Apricot had a pure respect for having four names.

"I guess boulders are places like Lord McGaffin's.

So, Ars, you're right, now the calm name "big farmer" is the most important thing than hero, and Lord McGaffin himself seems to like the way they call it. "

As such, Apricot breathes heavily in order to describe the "part of Grandor that resembles him" from the side of "Your Majesty" after having the analogy enumerated from close quarters.

To the heavily breathing masked lord, Ars looks strange and Dinfare has an unpleasant hunch and deja vu, engraving a shallow wrinkle on his forehead.

Seeing that Dinfare face, he now "finds" a knight in Apricot who can still be called a girl, full of seriousness and upliftment, making a voice for the sage of colour.

'No matter how much explanation you need, I wonder how to do it in a long term and only give the impression of sprinkling on smoke.

Even if Lord Sage could understand the plan, I'd like you to stop explaining the way that we don't need to. "

Exactly what Apricot is trying to do now was what "Girl Knight Dinfare" said in Netsurk's memory.

(Though I don't think it is necessary to understand.

Even if I say it so that it's easy to understand, I can only explain it "like this")

Apricot decides to keep explaining, feeling exactly the same as Netuark in Memory.

"The names that Lord McGaffin has after this" God "are, first of all, the great lord god" Oome-noshikami "and" Oome-noshikami "and" Oome-noshi ".

First two words, then Apricot also breathes heavily back in and opens his mouth to continue.

"Big Hole Lives" OH AHAMOMOMO, "

Your Majesty, "Oho Munchkin,"

Daimyo Shinto "Oomo",

Eight Thousand Spear God "Yachiko,"

Masculine Reihara Kaiju "I Have a Razor",

The Big Lord God "Oh Nothing,"

Great Soul Great God, "Oho Occasion,"

Udu Shikoku Jade God "Uzuki Tamaki",

Kunimoto Daiichi, "Tsukikuri Hot Chicken,"

Iwa Daishin (Iowa Homi)

The Great God of the Original Creation, "Amen Tsukurashi Otomi,"

The Great Goddess of the Underworld, "Kakuru and Shigemitsu Ooki,"

The Great Pestle God: The Oddness of Kiki.

This is an example of the name God "has" that Lord McGaffin does after the ritual.

Well, there's all sorts of theories, but it's all names that describe the same god. "

The spell-like word Apricot described is "the name of an exotic god".

Ars, who can't even have much faith in the religion of his country, puts his empty eyes as a pussy, as if he were a young child, with a face that Apricot can flaunt in the "spell he chanted".

Dinfare, who painstakingly understood the meaning, had a hunch, and remembered the bitter memories of the past, has an irrational anger in a sense in a wise man who gives you the kind of presence you are, even though you are not here.

Ultimately, the beautiful female knight was deeply re-carving the wrinkles that were shallow and carved into her forehead.

"What, should I understand that God is awesome at the next ritual?"

A newbie soldier who can sense that Dinfare is even angrier because he has been briefed will speak like a helpship.

"Oh, yeah!. That's what I'm saying, and Ars, you're saying," It's enough to know and put it down. ""

Apricot jumped unexpectedly to the "thankful reaction" by Ars, but

(Oh, again)

Soon, as Arsen did with Ars in his memory, Dinfare emerges in an exasperated manner when he uttered a thankful word if made Netsuruk.

Among the shared memories of Netsuruk, he was punished by the "back", so maybe it's a "bitter memory" for the wise.

"Okay, if that's what you, the tentative conductor, say, let's focus on escorting.

Ars, thank you for explaining Master McGaffin on my behalf. "

Even as Dinfare carves wrinkles on his forehead, more than that, it takes the form of closing his mouth and turning toward the stage, turning his back on Apricot.

Dinfare's attitude was so different from that of Netsuark that he received a great clap as an apricot because, to put it, it was "adult response".

(Oh, well)

Realizing something, Apricot laughs bitterly under his mask.

(Mr. Dinfare is only so mucky because he is Lord Netsuerk)

"I don't hide my emotions because I trust this one."

Apricot had remembered an earlier exchange when an unfaithful, unfaithful sage mourned and said that the woman she loved until her heart broke.

(This woman's knight is "another meaning" that Netuk's wife included in the word.

Maybe he hasn't noticed yet)

I give out anger emotions because if I conveyed my feelings of anger, I have "hope" that the feelings would be understood.

Dinfare still "trusts" that the wise man has the power and skill to tell "Netsuruk" so that he can understand it properly and widely.

But I'm not in front of you because I'm not the "sage Netsuark Saxfawn".

(You can't tell Apricot Vinegar you haven't known him yet, you're giving up?)

Just a little bit of the book, he had the feeling of "loneliness," but at the same time "lightness," Apricot tasted it.

(Maybe it's a luxury concern to be too "trusted" and heavy)

I don't know if it's appropriate to use the word "trust," but Apricot used to hear about the reason why she was the same "woman" and the stupidity of her mother Cinellaria because of her daughter.

After his face became wrapped in "keloids" and masked, Apricot became somewhat distinguishable, he understood things, and he became even more disproportionate by being thorough with listeners.

From Apricot, he thinks it has become a relatively moderate parent-child relationship compared to "before".

If you watched from the side, it just made it seem like a distorted relationship where Cinellaria "lowers" Apricot, like a dinner party a few days ago, and spends it under the mask laughing bitterly, but still Apricot's feelings were somewhat easier.

It would have been nice if it had been a "child" and there had been a slight decrease in the cause of grieving the mother, no matter what the cause.

Even if that means losing your face with a keloid.

The "weight" of muddy stupidity flushed and dissipated was still better for Apricot than crying and grieving at seeing his own face.

So this way, the experience of being "stunned" and not expecting anything becomes fresh for the masked lord, even if it feels like "enjoying" by accident.

(What's not to be expected is that it's mild, but as the book says, it's sad somewhere and it's accompanied by loneliness)

With his arms together and looking behind Dinfare, regarded as "the best in beauty and sword skill" among the royal escort knights, Apricot felt for his "first experience".

There was no such thing as a "friend" to a "granddaughter of a lord," "daughter of a lord," and a woman who has done "lord," except Eliphas.

Still, among the sensibilities that were banned and blunted in childhood, I read a collection of books that my grandfather had left me, listened to Obasan, the caretaker number, and acquired interpersonal communication myself from a virgin technique that was somewhat mentored by a butler loyal only to his quiet grandfather.

That's how I managed to learn to communicate, helping the lord's work that my father's van worked for, although for a short period of time after I grew up, and on the lord's work as I was told.

It's strange if you look at it from Apricot, and just like the "people's stories" written in the book, it was more about observing people actually move.

And rarely, it may come off with what is written in the book, but it may also be related to what is written in a different book, and the fact that emotions are blunted by the prohibition, but somewhere more than human thought, it began to weigh on what is written in the book.

Just like this, Dinfare.

'Seems solid, and some opponents, bump into anger similar to sweetness like a young child'

That was the first time, and Apricot couldn't help but feel the curiosity and interest overflow against Dinfare.

(Might be interesting, Mr. Dinfare)

Even once again next to Apricot laughing invincibly, Ars looks troubled and stands in a slightly nervous state of dinfale.

Seeing the boy's troubled face, Apricot's interest in Dinfare is endless, but he also finds it bad for Ars to rub his mind like this.

(If you want to know about Lord Dinfare, can I make an effort to have the next opportunity?)

Including the important "Oh and" that I refrain from after this, I still didn't exhaust my interest in a person named Dinfare.

Apricot talks to Ars as he stares at the spiritual stone with his hands fitted with leather gloves in order to return to the story.

"Well, then, Lord McGaffin, who will do" Horny Munchkin ".

And let's continue with your explanation, Louis, who is going to do Sukunako, a god named Shawna.

So, Ars, you understand that Lord McGaffin's destiny is a great god. "

Apricot asks Ars as he ascertains how the spiritual stone plays the dancer of the energy, gripping inside the leather gloves.

"Yes, that's a lot of names I've heard, but I'm going to figure it out."

Als answers that, but laughs bitterly at Grandor, who will play the role of God with such a versatile name as could appear to be a spell.

Then, for now, I watched Louis play the role of "Sknavico", a god with only one name.

The country's leading farmers' teachers and their disciples, as always, dance beautifully together.

"When Lord McGaffin says how come there are so many names, well I don't know if it should be called a long life, but it's a long time to be active, isn't it?

Louis, compared to the god you play, the god Lord McGaffin does, shall we keep here the same name, Ohononamuchi, as it was when Sknavico was active?

Ohonamuchi begins after birth, including the story of the rabbit we just talked about, building a country, until we grow old, and that's already a long history, and every time it happens, the name changes.

Would you consider it an overlapping part of Lord McGaffin?

"You just have to think about what it feels like to be a stream from" a thousand horses "to" a hero "to" a big farmer, "right?

In Ars' answer Apricot was the hand of those who did not hold the Spirit Stone, accidentally making a good sign, and the mouth angle of his lips, not covered by a mask, was lifted above his thoughts.

"Mr. Ars, thank you for being as understanding as it sounds if you hit me."

When Apricot unexpectedly puts out words like that, Dinfare also apparently feels like a "favorite junior" was praised, creating a delightful atmosphere, even if it is not a smile.

"Ars is a new soldier, but he was treated as a secret even in the military school where he was educated"

It feels like I finally said it, and I say "junior" brags without looking back at Apricot.

"While the swordsmanship arm is also sharp, I also remember well from above with a humble attitude and a mindset that does not fail to make an effort.

I also get some concern from my fellow students because of their over-decorated heart.

And most importantly, he's the favorite godson of Alsen the Devil's Sword, a hero in line for Grandor McGaffin. "

"Uh, well, thank you"

In a sudden "praise killing" state, Ars blushed and leaned down.

Without looking back on the junior, Dinfare continues his words.

"This is something Ars doesn't know, but to our Royal Guardian Knights, it seems that the Knights captain was also trying to use his authority to draw Ars in.

Well, in the end, the heroes who are resting this time "got out" and decided where to assign promising new soldiers in the future. "

To the first fact known by that explanation of Dinfare, Ars was surprised when he raised the face he had leaned over, but Apricot looked satisfied.

"Sure, Ars, if you're that sage," Da Hsien, "I'd be foolish, but as good as I am," the job you're doing is carrying Lily's luggage and escorting her, and while you go through the routine peacefully, it seems like you'll have a good day to learn what to learn.

So, they're going to help us investigate the interior of the land of Tsutakaya under false pretences as agricultural training, even if it's accompanied by rituals like this, so it's a long way from "cheeky". "

The laughing lord, reminiscent of Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha and someone somewhere else, starts explaining again.

"Well, Ars, whether they call me competent like you or easy to understand, I don't have one yet.

So I don't know if Sknavico feels fine just because he has a "name" as God.

What do you think if you saw it listed in Ohonamuchi and Sknavico?

"That's the opinion of the only one I've heard, but I'm under the impression that Ohononamuchi is a better god."

Once again, Ars was mouthing the answer Apricot wanted.

The masked lord opens his mouth as he hears the boy's "thankful words," but realizes that he thinks of "denying" thankful words in order to move on.

"But Sknavico has to think he's" on par "with such a great Ohononamuchi.

In the next kamikaze dance, we may have mutual respect, but we should not "compassion" even if our powers are not even.

That's the most necessary mindset to do the next dance "

To that explanation, Ars becomes stunned.

From a boy who thinks kindness is a virtue, "don't be compassionate" for something that doesn't have equal power couldn't help but seem quite impossible.

The moment I thought about replacing it with nature and myself.

"More than anything else, Ars, can you act" equal "to Arsen Padrick?".

It might have been quicker to ask that. "

As if they were reading the idea, Apricot told me to get ahead of myself.

"I can't do it."

The masked lord smiled quietly this time, when Ars finally answered that, referring to his name as a time of "weakness".

"I'm asking Lord Sage. Lord Padrick is a hero, and it's natural not to be enemies with power, but first of all, he's a benefactor, so, Ars, unless you understand him as archaic, he won't have a sword against him.

And because I "admire" it, there's no way I can do it on an equal footing.

And that's probably the same for Lord Padrick.

I also think of you as my dear brother, Ars. But... "

Dunn, the sound of stepping on the stage echoed in the valley.

"Grandor McGaffin and Louis Clover can do it."

As "Louis" sounds as he grips the spiritual stone that still plays the Dance of Noh, Apricot spins out the words with such a gentle, high voice, like the first time he listens, sewing between the music he plays.

"But Louis, you have great respect for Master Grandor."

I said it as Ars said it was incredible, watching the farmer's mentor do a dance where the repetition would soon be over.

"Yeah, Louis, you respect Lord McGaffin if you look at the two of them.

Besides, Lord McGaffin is as cute as he's decided to adopt you, Louis.

That's how much we trust each other, and we know each other.

And we both know what's our top priority. "

Those are the two of us, so we can be equal.

(My top priority? It's up to Lily.)

When Apricot's words reached his ears, the boy thought purely of it while dancing with his esteemed.

The seven spheres of light swinging on the water, the dragon gods also turned a firm interest in the "bad boys" within the two humans on stage.

inferior to Ohonamuchi, who together tries to create a country, a busy little namesaku Nagod whose body is small but who, reluctantly or holding nothing, tries to be equal.

"Bad Boy," the gods who are ambitious about the Yanky Boy are interested.

Louis will be inferior to Grandor, who would be his benefactor, in addition to his power, knowledge and nothing, but he will not shy away.

If caution is exercised, it obeys and reflects, but when it comes to "lily," it loses its brother-in-law and thanks.

In everything, it was an indelible part.

Grandor was aware of that, too.

And Ohonamuchi, Grandor also has a "top priority," which was also set up by Netsuruk on "not appearing on the ceremonial stage."

The primary purpose is to perform dredging, but there is also a "stage" for "making Lobo's land god and the Dragon god recognize him".

Louis and Grandor's trust is built on mutual knowledge of "top priority".

You look like you're overlapping your mind, and if there's anything "top priority", you can act as "enemies" to each other in no time.

"Grandor McGaffin of the Great Sword and a nasty, busy boy, so you can do it."

Still a few hours before the storm and heavy rainfall.

A wise man in the bad face of man proposes to the lord of the "spectacle" who entertains and entertains the interest of the gods in order to "dredge" each other's fingers in the room of the lord who makes the covenant that the letters of blood will dance.

"The gods of the eastern kingdom are emotional.

Standard behavior would also be good, but a nasty prank kid. I was wondering if anything that offers such behavior would also be good for the gods to recognize the Lobrow land god, Shaw-name Guna God.

Sometimes some ambitious gods see healthy evil kids and unwind their feelings in the hope.

It seems to me that the gods who are looking for purity have something to clear up by watching them run away. '

The Sage's "suggestion" sounded terribly seductive to the Lords as well.

"Don't be trapped in anything, do what you want to do, protect only what you want to protect"

'That must be a fascinating god, even from me in surrogacy. Sage Netuark'

In the midst of a blood pact, he utters the greatest praise in the apricot, surrounded by the "blood letter pact" of the sage and lord.

The wise man laughs as he narrows the tinted eyes behind the lens of his round glasses that photograph the figure of the lord and the blood wording.

"Yes, the Lord, who must love this land, is the kind of God who falls in love out of his heart and soul.

A god who could not do it, even though he wrote in a memorable memo that the first lord placed it in moderation, even in the middle of his mind.

Take that god as the foundation of the new lord's mansion, and ask the dragon gods who invited him during the dredging to approve it again as "the land god of Robrow."

"Risk your life so that the covenant of blood will not be broken, and make this land worthy and serve God. This is one of the contracts."

"Freedom and strength to cooperate with each other and build a nation, but not forget the individual.

Lord McGaffin and Louis will be able to perform brilliantly at the next kamikaze. "

Apricot's voice proclaiming so sounded, Ars surprised, and the dancing Louis perfectly "digested" the meaning of reciprocity.

I don't think you're gonna say "me and Osama" after all.

Grandor laughs when his apprentice shows his octagonal teeth and laughs at Ni too.

And as he danced, his mentor was smiling at the same time.

Aside from a god of overwhelming stability and power, he sets up the less-named Gouguna God, who has the meaning of a restless, naughty boy, with a closed, conservative Lobrow land god.

[This is, interesting]

The Dragon Gods of the Seven Lights turned their interest perfectly to the "Lesser Named Ancient God".

Shortly afterwards, one of the last lights called by Netsuerk - the eighth sphere of light - returns from the west as it glides through the waters of the gorge.

"Lord McGaffin, Louis. I will continue to invite you to bring Dance Girl to the good side for entertainment."

When Apricot sees that the last sphere of light has joined the seven spheres of light, he flies the next instruction to Grandor and Louis.

Apricot figured out that the seven lights were the last light to rendezvous, the dragon god telling the dragon god that it was interesting.

"If the dance of power is over, we will move on to the kamikaze of nation-building."

When Apricot spoke with a resounding voice, telling Ars and Dinfare so, the two escort knights stared lightly at each other and nodded silently and firmly.

As we anticipated the two snorts, the voice of Grandor sounded past the earlier repetition.

"The place is Lu Fenglou" Loblau ". Up to the clouds of Mikasa on the moon.

And watch out for the wildfires.

Don't stay, how about Watanabe? Crossing Series "

While Grandor is still in command, Netuark has not returned, so Apricot tells the two escort knights and his mentor, who will dance for the last minute, as he will continue to make final confirmation as the provisional conductor.

"If this dance is over, as I've been saying since before, Lord McGaffin has given his life to" Oho Munchkin ".

Louis, your name is Sukunako. And - "

Too much "sardines" or whatever he likes, he leaves behind the Lord, Netuark, for the meaning of reflection, and picks up the somewhat muddled golden frog of the user demon from where Apricot hid it in his own head.

"Looking at you, the frog of the demon, as Takagaku Takagaku of Hikaru, I became the immovable Kuryanjuku" Kukibiko, "and the kamikaze dance of nation-building began, with the help of the dragon gods, to apply" dredging "to the gorge."

While Apricot was at it, Grandor's voice continued, and Nora was about to come to an end.

"Seeking Seriously.

Ask or ask, if the dragon flies away to the south upon this stormy cloud.

The dragon god became the blue wave of the pond in Saruzawa, the freshly kicked serpent of Chihiro, its length.

Crowds in heaven.

Stick to the ground, return it to Ikemizu, and lose it. "

At the end of Grandor's journey, eight spheres of light rose up on the stage just waiting to be said, surrounding Louis with the lesser-named ancient god Suzunako.

Even as he saw such a strange scene, Ars stared with empty eyes at the narrow path in the valley and in the gorge, where the coloured man would return this way.

"Mr. Netuark, by the time you start the kamikaze dance, you don't seem to be able to make it."

And he muttered to himself as he stared with empty eyes at the stage of the descent of the archangel, in a western place somewhat remote from Ars.

The silence comes once the sound of the Spirit Stone playing in Apricot's hand narrows with Grandor's voice when it ends.

The farmer's master moves quietly and returns to the place where he first started the dance, sitting on his knees again in the same position.

"Lord, let's move on to the next divine dance.

The Dragon Gods who invited him also apparently want to help the Shaw-named Ancient God work quickly. "

Standing up from where Grandor is sitting on the stage, sitting next to himself, surrounded by eight light spheres, he sees his disciples blinking violently, and proceeds with a stretched and good voice, whether it is for the aftertaste of apricots that become tentative conductors.

"Right. I will be the immovable Kujibiko, but it's not like I can't move my mouth, so let's move on.

It would be less onerous for the dragon gods to do it within the great interest of the land gods of Robrow. "

Apricot nodded convincingly to Grandor's prophecy and once again focused his consciousness on the spiritual stone that would be delivered in his hands, this time he would hear only "Xu", which could be played with no voice of man but only an instrument.

"Shall we begin with the encounter of Lord McGaffin's great destiny with your lesser namesake, Guna Suzunako?"

When Apricot gets that far, there's footsteps from underneath the stage.

"Chip."

(Hmm?)

Very little, or Ars feels like he's overheard a tongue-in-cheek sound, and Ars sees a "buddy" around.

Dinfare right next door, apricots to escort behind, Louis still looking surprised while he was surrounded by eight spheres of light in the center of the stage.

And the "hero" Grandor, who stands in the center of the stage, is the best friend of his beloved and the wise man who will be his boss.

Master Grandor? No.)

That's what Ars thought, because Grandor had a very calm, tender-looking smile and stared at those who had footsteps.

(Maybe the clapping sounded like tongue-beating.

It's my fault)

Ars so self-completes, staring under the stage where he again had footsteps, just like his companions.

In fact, Ars' "survey" was not off.

"Thanks for waiting. Uh, I've been running since yesterday"

He says so with his mouth, but he doesn't even sweat on his forehead.

The conductor of such a ritual, Netuark, came back with a green coat on.

The man who would be its conductor and tongue-in-cheek at his best friend was not off at Grandor where Ars thought it was "his fault".

"Even with so much sudden cancer, Lord Apricot can play the same role as Netsuerk.

Didn't you work hard over there, Liquorice or Live, and wait till the "end of the day"?, Netuark "

While Grandor looks down on Netuark from the stage, he makes a statement that can be taken just a little more meaningful.

The "conductor" came up to the stage this time laughing with a cuckoo heel.

"No, because I too, a floating, light-hearted pride, have a glimmer of responsibility entrusted to me by the King.

Besides, both Mr. Liquorice and Mr. Live are also not able to move very much, drained of strength and magic.

In the meantime, rest assured that we have done what we do to help you recover faster while keeping your boundaries open and slight.

Or did Master McGaffin want to finish the ritual while I was away?

With his hands slightly wide open as if it were a theatre, Netsuerk asks Grandor with his shoulders flaunted, giving him the impression that this one could also be meaningful.

"Oh, a friend of mine is leaving alone.

I have a desire to return as soon as possible after the ritual and the "aftermath".

All of them, nothing. "

Both Netuark and Grandor's expressions seemed to even smile calmly, but the atmosphere they were creating with each other was something that felt "heavy" in half.

"Thank you for trying to advance the ritual, but what is Grandor rarely trying to do in parallel?"

And I thought you'd follow any of my "measures"? "

With a smile on your face, fly Telepathy to your best friend for now.

"I'm going to stick with Netuk's" strategy. "

Your strategy can be annoying, but it will rule things out in a generally good way.

It's just that I have a promise to take precedence over Netsuerk's plan. "

"I have someone waiting for me too, so shall we hurry as Master McGaffin says?"

Netsuruk knows Grandor's "top priority", but I also suspected that there were other reasons for trying to advance this ritual early.

(In the meantime, proceed with the ritual)

Netuark raised his glasses with his middle finger and turned his back on his best friend.

"So shall we begin the ritual again?

Lord Apricot, I'm sorry, but for once, I've had Kagurako from the beginning. "

"Nah."

From the body of Netuark, who tries to re-compartmentalize, an adorable squeal is heard over the fabric of the coat, concentrating his gaze at the same time.

If you look closely, you can see a slight swell in the pockets of the conductor's man's green coat, though small.

"This ringing is a cat, isn't it?

Ars reacted immediately to the adorable squeal that wiped away the colour and the heavy atmosphere being emitted from the brown men at once.

"Oh, I had one kitten by the road on my way here, so I protected it.

Maybe something will happen and we'll get caught up in the ritual. "

He seems to be saying something gentle, but with a mouthful that can also be felt on the bar reading, when Netuark opened his pocket with an inflated coat, the black kitten first nudged his face.

"Nah."

After a shout, he gently jumped out of the coat of Netuark in a ton.

Walk with Tokotoko and sit in position just in the sight of everyone.

"Whoa, it's a kitten. That's a chick."

"Did you go off with your parent cat?

Louis, surrounded by a sphere of light, and the "adults" other than Netuark, who protected the kitten, groan as Ars described his thoughts one after another on the "kitten".

"Are you all right?

"Nah."

As Dinfare first put his arms together, as if speaking to the kitten to get confirmation, he immediately returns the ringing.

"Well, I don't know."

And now Dinfare replies to the kitten's words, so Ars and Louis looked at each other and blinked hard at each other.

"What are you gonna do with this kitten?"

Grandor looked down at the kitten with a rugged look on his face.

Without worrying about it, the kitten stood on the stage with a totted little footstep and "went up" as she approached Grandor.

"Oh, hey!?

Louis sounded surprised, but Grandor himself sees a kitten sitting on his shoulder without even responding badly.

Then the kitten sounds lovingly "nya".

"I think cats are cute, but I'm sorry I'm a doggie."

With all that said, Grandor is stroking under the chin of a kitten sitting on his shoulder with a successful finger.

"Nyah."

(I've always wanted to get on my grandma's shoulder.

Nha ~, I knew it was a nice view ~, stunning view ~)

Grandor accidentally leaked a bitter laugh when he heard the kitten's, "Rye" upbeat voice.

"I want to touch my pretty kitten, too, and rub my meatballs.

What do we do during the ritual?.

Though it's certainly safer to be with you than to be left behind.

I'm sure the kitten will never get in the way. "

"Nah."

(There it is. The eagle has come to support you.)

In the mask on Rye's words, Apricot adjusts the spiritual stone playing the Kamikaze Mitsuko as he rounds his eyes.

Because he was on Grandor's shoulder, Apricot was sending a gaze to Netuark, who looked up at Rye and took command as he took shape.

Apricot also still realizes who the kitten is.

"Yeah, but it's going to be a fierce ritual like a doccan doccan, right?.

If I leave you here, kitten, why don't you freak out and run?

Louis expressed his opinion in the way that if the eight spheres of light hadn't floated around him, he would have reached out and touched the kitten stopping on Grandor's shoulder.

Ars also tunes in to Louis' words worrying about kittens.

"Right," dredging "would certainly make quite a loud noise from dredging and deepening the soil at the bottom of the river.

Don't you get frightened by the sound of someone holding it or the tremor that exposes the bottom of the river? "

Apparently, the two boys haven't noticed "perfectly" who the kitten is.

I feel somewhat more sorry for the adults because I am also purely worried, and the first time I heard the words, the four of us looked at each other.

And Netsuark and Grandor in particular seemed a little awkward, with one scratching his boring hair and the other scratching his bearded jaw.

Apparently, they are quietly pursuing some sort of conspiracy to "hahahaha" with each other, so they feel like "hahahaha" in front of each other like the boys who are being too honest.

"As always, you two are strange places, troublesome people."

In his small mouth, he expressed his thoughts on the "two rare rubbing people" and it was Dinfare who opened the situation.

"Excuse me."

That being said, Dinfare thanked him and stood in the front of Grandor with his cuckoo heels rattling.

Extend your arms with your caged hands and point your hands toward the shoulder where there is a Grandor kitten that wraps around your ritual outfit.

"Come here."

As he commanded, the black kitten rang briefly, then saw his burnt face on a day that seemed only a little remorseful, and honestly moved from his successful shoulder into Dinfare's hands.

"Awesome. Mr. Dinfare, you treat cats well."

Louis is impressed and says as he looks at the kitten that has moved into Dinfare's arms.

To the impressive boy's voice, the female knight shook her beautiful chestnut hair left and right.

"I've never had an animal.

I'm just saying, this "kitten" who follows me is smart. "

"Mr. Dinfare keeps the kitten protected?

As Ars asks, staring at the kitten who reacts unexpectedly to Dinfare's swinging chestnut hair, the female knight nods and patties off the clasp on the chest of the lightly dressed armor.

"Yeah, it'll be a little narrow, but let's get you in my chest.

It's a ritual of participation as an escort, but it won't move. "

"Nah."

(You'll be jealous, teenagers.

Dear Dinfare, the enchanting decorte solitaire ~)

Even if he had no choice but to react to his shaking hair, Dinfare put the kitten in his chest after holding on to his "subordinate" little nose with his chon and fingers, which he felt was overjoking.

All the black kittens mozzled a little, but only a small head out of Dinfare's chest in good shape, heh! and rings short.

"Come on, kittens are fine with this.

Continue the ritual of dredging, Lord Netuark of the ears. "

Dinfare says with a crisp feel, but with a cute kitten on her chest with a nuzzled face, Netsurk and Grandor accidentally blew out at the same time.

Dinfare says, "This girl," Ko ", seems very solid, she does it once in a while."

When Grandor unintentionally sends telepathy toward Netuark, Netuark nods silently before responding.

"Truth is, this is the perfect way out of this girl."

I suppose it should be said that the "bumps" of Netsuark and Grandor are in the same position rather than the natural mess of Dinfare.

It was also common to the two remaining heroes, Arsen, and to the woman who was Netsuerk's wife.

"What's so funny, Osama and Mr. Netuak?

Louis spoke on behalf of those who did not know the "bump," Ars tilted his neck, and Apricot again put on the "keloid" face before removing the silver mask and nostalgic.

"Absolutely. What the hell is so funny?"

Dinfare is just a little red, remembering that he had a favorable grin on four people called "heroes" of the country a few times in the past.

"But, thanks to you, the air seems to have been relieved."

The unmasked apricot pounds and taps Dinfare's shoulder around the front, touching the kitten like it's intolerable.

"Nah."

(Ah-chan, why are you masking Kelloyd?

Louis and Ars are here ~?)

Being an adult who could mean the word "ringing" like that, Dinfare, unaware of the circumstances of Apricot, stared slightly open in the eyes at the woman wearing the "Kelloyd's Mask" on the front.

"But you're a pretty kitten ~.

This is going to be beautiful. "

Don't be surprised now, Mr. Dinfare.

The courtyard, then, didn't upset me even when I took my mask off.

If you're so surprised that this isn't a face, I don't have a standing face. "

Excuse me.

Dinfare was upset about Apricot's telepathy and honestly apologized, looking up at the way Rye, the kitten on his chest, was surprised.

Towards that Rye, now send telepathy.

"Mr. Rai, you're right. Louis, you know, but you're guessing something and keeping it quiet.

And then, for once, the people have to watch.

That face is better known as Eliphas than Apricot.

Apricot was telling the audible, even though he spoke short, unobstructed words in his mouth, but telepathically seized something quite important.

"Nah."

"The eagle only knows her face."

Thank you.

Before the ringing was over, Apricot covered her words and stroked the head of a gentle kitten.