Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

'Hmm, I knew Angletham wasn't going to beat the speed of digging yet.

Because he has long been cultivating holes that can be irrational and mushy, or the momentum to open up rough land.

I was digging somewhere earlier.

Well, I can't say I have time to spare until Balsam's adults.

I was about to join the deciding army immediately, and I'm sure you care about the safety of that old lady and daughter, while I set you up to shut you down in the king's capital to extract information. "

Laughing karakara, Gloriosa pulled out the circle spoon she was poking at, deciding that all she could do was watch her niece and her best friend "love.

From where he's buried in the hole to the hips position, he grabs a circular spoon and comes out lightly to look at his older buddies, showing Ni and his sturdy teeth again and laughs.

"So, Pean met and talked to a tasteless guy who was going to be an insider, and he instigated it with two tongues, like Angletham set it up?

The leader of the resistance, who also likes animals, asks the spirits, who look like loving looking weasels on the shoulders of sage, in a rather rude way, with their hands stretched out with ticks and tongues.

"Contact was made safely.

I tried to instigate it, but I stopped it '

But he was not angry at the rudeness, and when the wise man played his finger, the spirit, who looked like a weasel, nodded small and kicked the wise man's shoulder in an attempt to jump toward Piong and Gloriosa.

Recently, Gloriosa, who had no chance at all of touching animals other than horses, had caught the circle spoon with her hands away before the spirits, who looked like loving weasels, rode on her shoulders.

The Spirit punches his circular eyes in the way he didn't think he would be caught in the air.

"Whoa, you're a spirit, but you're moffing.

So, are you okay?. I also proposed a proposal to leave it to the will of insiders.

But in the end, you decided to stop the less certain way that Balsam was going to hit the man who hated Tuberose.

Talk about spiritual touching comfort in an upbeat mood, while asking about changes to the operation.

The spirits, who looked like weasels, seemed unsettled that the tips of their hands and feet were hanging in the middle, making their short hands and feet patty, so Gloriosa slowly calmed down as she put them over her abundant dark hair.

After seeing the Spirit settle down, the wise man starts talking.

"As long as I met and talked straight away, he was someone I could believe would be okay.

Tuberose would have fallen in love with Balsam, but on the same level, he was able to see how worried he was about his country.

If you didn't have to do anything to encourage Balsam to talk to you, you'd give yourself up to the desire to "make the country better" first, regardless of the pros and cons.

Someone who tries to be reasonable, but knows that people move with "love".

Later, it wouldn't be bad to see a "love rival" in addition to being an insider.

Should I have just finished the first half of a seriously felt story, or the sage who can't stay nervous until the end gets a joke out of his mind.

An eye-catching priest who noticed the wise man mouthing the verse in his usual manner trying to joke about the word "love" that came out slightly at the end raised his eyebrows.

Whether it be Gloriosa, the leader of the deciding army, or a qualified pean of the wise, it has an atmosphere that is easily discerned as "toner" in one way or another.

And Father Barrota was sighing at his two companions, who were in fact as good as fate.

"Even if Gloriosa and Pean have something to do with the operations we have to do.

Stop talking about who you don't think you are, in the atmosphere of the moment, to enjoy.

They may both be good because, in one way or another, their thoughts are mutual and fruitful.

But it seems that listening assumes that Anglekham and Balsam's two contemplative people will accompany them, but these two, even if they have stabilized the country, do not know if they will enter into a marital relationship '

The priest who was consulted by Anglecomb about "if he could calm down the country" was likely to be busy with the work he was planning to do.

Looks like you can't call it a day off after you've made your peace.

And the priest, who knew a man who had conceived and groaned of difficulty in his green eyes, was spewing words of scolding.

When the priest's mouth opens, including the praises, the "children" shut their mouths honestly.

The wise man also remembered Angletham, who had troubled his mind while working out a strategy for peace in the country and "re-establishing the country anew".

And I immediately think that he might be thinking, "I don't need a sweet dream of having a family from the start if I want to put it to work and make my family unhappy."

(Well, Balsam, your daughter doesn't mind, so I think she wants to be your daughter-in-law...)

However, I could imagine not wanting Angletham to send me to Balsam in a calm country where my life was in jeopardy, where Angletham himself would surely look "unhappy".

I don't even think about it.

In the meantime, I apologize because I am satisfied with what has been praised.

"Barrota, I'm sorry.

It was sunny and unobstructed, and when I thought about those two, I was happy with the other HR.

'Cause that's what we both wish for at first sight.'

'I'll admit I want you to be happy tied up.

I've only met her once, but that's the only thing a young lady named Balsam likes about Angletham. "

And how Balsam falls in love with Anglecomb was enough to remember his sister who died to Barrota.

On the brink, he treats a man with a disturbed red scarf around his neck, because "Witch Eliphas" seemed really happy.

So it was also the priest's true desire to accompany Angletham and Balsam, even if it made it difficult to have lovers and family time.

'Oh, yeah. I have to give this back.'

After Barrota spoke to me, I tried to switch the conversation, and as I recall, Pean takes an old picture book out of the red and black coat.

It was also a picture book that became a "visual" of my sister, but for some reason, it was only a substitute for the "wise man" to treat the special treatment of sucking memories.

The magic power is on the side, I suck it unconstitutionally from the presence of magic, but even though I sometimes take "memories" of being on the side like a prank to Him, Barrota, Angletham and Trenia noticed it, but I had trouble handling it.

There is a background to the addition of the pean solicited by Gloriosa, which has made it possible to manage to handle it in detail.

To Pean, who is just a wise man who can handle picture books, this was more about "feeling" than "theoretical reason".

Technically, they're not, but if you're going to easily compare the way a picture book is handled, it seems that it's better to "know" how to physically remember the ball-riding of a bent craft on the ground than to try to put together a theory about how to ride it well.

It was just that you wouldn't know the "feeling" that you would remember to use until you experienced the itinerary of "becoming a wise man" to get over it.

"When you hear that analogy, it's like a picture book is more willing and choosing who to use."

The only time I didn't notice the wonder of a picture book - "I didn't care" Gloriosa's words grasp the sage's feelings again - was in the words of a wise man who rarely traced (to) and explained.

(Even if I encounter an unknown "wonder," this person is not interested or interested, and I will not even think about its usefulness.

Is it abnegation, cleanliness, or is it just "natural"?

But since he's like this, "I want to lose my memory" - I guess I don't have a single past that I want to erase)

If you think of it as attracting your mind again, the hypothesis becomes convincing in the pean.

It was certainly possible that people were not unable to read a picture book, but that "the picture book only chooses someone named Sage".

After listening to that Gloriosa, I want to do a solid face-to-face study of this picture book, including what Barrota calls a ban, but that time has not yet been taken by the wise.

In the meantime, I made a brief note of "how to handle a picture book in the senses" that only a wise man would know, and handed it to Barrota.

In case you didn't have time to study it for yourself, a new sage would be able to figure out how to use the "picture book" relatively smoothly if he looked at the notes Pean had written.

It was a rare act of "old age" for a pean to take part in research if he was unable to do so.

And this time he asked the priest to borrow a picture book that sucked memories, and for the first time he tried to do the theory of that "sucking memories" feeling.

That was the "use" Pean had in mind.

"Because of this picture book, after doing the method proposed by Anglecam, the method proposed by Gloriosa could also be retrieved"

I am delighted that the mouthpiece used Gloriosa's "thoughts" as an operation.

Even on the battlefield, a friend of the same year who wraps around a priest's coat gives him a slightly worried look while receiving the picture book he was loaning.

He said he sucked his memory.

Is that Jen all right?

'Oh, I'm fine. Like Barrota's sister, "I totally forgot why Eliphas died." I don't remember Dr. Tuberose about me or Rock.

I just met someone like that, and all I have is a memory. "

Although it is the word of a pean that sounds like salt to be applied to Barrota's past wounds, the wounds remain "marks" but are perfectly blocked, and as a matter of fact the priest was able to accept them.

My sister was sacrificed, but I was told that people were too good for Anglecam to bear the extra shackles to the villagers I once cared for, "after the sacrifice, they saved my life", but it was also thankful for Barrota.

If we don't break the "negative chain" somewhere, people are bound by the fact that they don't have to be tied up, and eventually they will also tighten their necks.

I don't care if Eliphas, my sister who has scattered herself and her life, starts to lose money from the side, but if not carrying over resentment and hardship will lead to peace of mind in the future.

In that way, Barrota and Eliphas were raised from their parents, priests.

"Well, if I could just use it like you did to suck" I don't want you to remember, "" Better forget about it "in this picture book, this would be a substitute for saving the hearts of the adults."

With those words in my mouth, if I could also suck the feeling of resentment that would smoke slightly in me, Barrota might even think about it a little bit.

When I just sucked my memory off like that, I also felt like losing the fact that I had a "sister," and couldn't help but put it in my mouth to the wise man who became my friend.

"Can Barrota still be a sage?"

As Gloriosa stroked the long torso of the weasel on her head, the priest shook her neck to the side with a bitter laugh.

'I can't do it. To be a wise man, you're getting too old, and most importantly, you're not "exploratory" enough.

Well, more of a "hole moat" than that, what do you do?.

You know you can't beat Angletham? '

The priest says no to stories from Gloriosa about what it would be like if he became a wise man, without any doubt, saying the facts.

And conversely, the priest was speaking to a leader who enjoyed the moffy bodily sensations of the spirits looking like weasels but worried about "unwinnable battles".

Gloriosa, quite troubled, opened her mouth as she caressed its throat, holding back in her arms the sickle she had put on her head after hearing the priest's words.

'I knew I was going to lose, and challenging the battle, I knew it would be stupid - would it?

"If you fight, it won't make sense if you don't win"

If you put a question in your mouth, such an answer from your best friend Angletham in your head sounds in his calm voice, without leaving it between.

"If you've lost and died once, the decision-makers will still punish you.

It's too big a power. Because of that, it has the great nickname of being a king's child separated from the king's capital, so it also lives the word that it wants to make the country better.

I don't know who you resemble, but that charisma and strength is all you have.

Its strength and charisma will be the key for the people of this country to recognize you as king even after you have made peace. "

At least Angletham didn't admit that Gloriosa would lose.

"I think it depends on the contents of the battle.

Depending on the content, "losing is winning".

Gloriosa would be a pain in the ass to think about the details, but it would be better if she lost later. What do you care?

That's what we met, right? '

The wise man was bright and answered so.

Although it is far away, I have clearly found that the wise man will support me in trying to "lose the battle".

'Oh, then I know.

I've been lost a lot, but finding Peen and pulling him into the army was a rare compliment to everyone. "

Gloriosa, who seems to be good at "losing" strays, says, but when she hears these words, the wise man and the priest look at each other and smile bitterly.

'Either that or, in that case, the "injury feat" would be firmer.

However, if you win, if you lose, and you want to talk, I think having Peen the Wise is "winning after losing."

The priest, who knows well the leader who is receiving the novel, is also assisted by Anglecomb, who is always the staff member.

If Barrota were to do it, he would hold back the expression "priest" in front of the older ones, jokes and tough feelings, so the entry of the sage Pean Vinegar of his age, who could talk in a blink of an eye, was appreciated.

I have never spoken of it, but "Gloriosa, well done, you got lost!!" and the occasional evening with the wise man, the priest often called out such feelings over and over again in his head because of the lightness and strength of the liquor.

Such naked authenticity comes from the power of alcohol, or from a deacon who excels in witchcraft, or Trenia who picks up and reads people's hearts, while taking care of the wise and the priest.

"Well done, lost!"

and there were occasions when Barrota struggled to blow the part that was inadvertently listened to.

Spending time like that had become a "time pill" that had definitely healed Barrota's heart, who had lost her sister.

I would never have thought, "If I hadn't met Gloriosa and her sisters, I wouldn't have put my life at risk."

It was true that, as Barrota, a priest of a small village church, at the edge of the country, he was heartbroken by the tragedy of this country, and that was the same for Eliphas.

"Can peace only be made on someone's irrational misfortune?"

After saying the vague words, Eliphas proceeded for my brother to join the deciding army.

Even in those gentle eyes, he felt overflowing "determination", so Barrota left her sister behind to join the deciding army.

If he hadn't participated, Barrota knew that a different kind of "regret" would envelop him than the one that had bereaved Eliphas, watching Gloriosa and Pean in the dark.

Barrota also thanked Gloriosa in that sense, so she didn't want him to have the regrets that a "priest who remained in the village" seemed to have.

"Then what do you think we should do to win even if we lose our hole digging with Angletham?

Watch Gloriosa stroke the back of the sickle as persistently as she thinks, smiling gently on the surface, thinking of the "winnable loser" he can convince.

"But this is also the story of the" reason "category"

- Speaking of reasoning, as I said, for a priest, I saw a wise man in a slightly "bad person" way.

Now that the priest knows what to call it, the wise man opens his mouth and asks as he strokes his jaw, which was beginning to grow slightly with his white beard, with his big hand.

In the meantime, can you tell me what Gloriosa wants to do by beating Angletham in this "hole moat with no winning eyes"?

To a question from a wise man, he closes his eyes hard and hard with a sickle in his arms and speaks with a really rare thought for a man named Gloriosa.

'It's not like I want you to do something new.

I just want you to stop Anglecomb from trying to wear "mud" just for himself more than you need.

With regard to this insider, although it was Anglecomb who did mention it, we got on with the idea.

But he's trying to embrace us as hard as he can so we don't get any harder. "

My best friend's troubled smile floats in my eye lid when I make a suggestion about an insider.

"You have a dagger between you and Trenia, and your battle since Dagger was born has been truly wonderful.

Trenia, who loves Dagger wholeheartedly, even if she feels like being slaughtered, keeps my child and keeps herself on the "battlefield" for the children to come.

The priest lost his sister, Mr. Eliphas, by joining the deciding army, but he continues to cooperate without any pessimism.

With that easy-going distraction, Julian of loneliness imposed her loneliness on herself as atonement, putting her lover's life in her own hands.

Speaking of me, you pull me out of the country fence to get some fun friends.

I just don't feel like I'm making you feel any easier.

Never mind that taking these shapes is just my self-satisfaction "

- You don't have to worry about it, and you've never done anything you don't hate.

Speaking to Gloriosa, but with a clear smile on his face, Anglecam cut the story out and didn't try to go on.

I remember Angletham saying sorry while showing a "real smile," with his eyes open that were closed hard.

Gloriosa begged the wise to stop any more of her best friends from trying to carry their burdens unnecessarily.

Sage Pean Vinegar hums, and deliberately puts out words that even look awkward to state his own considerations.

Perhaps it applies to the one that's commonly called "too happy and scared".

Well, certainly in general terms, the clever second son of an incestuous farmer was once pulled out by a friend of the nobility.

It is now the arm of a powerful man who can rock the country, and it doesn't seem like he is doing anything quite good.

If this is the end of the peace, and the people learn more about the members of the deciding army, there will be many more tail fins to follow.

So, in the sense of putting up a line of prevention, it's likely to lead to "Anglecomb's bad reviews," where ordinary people are trying to take the lead on things they hate and things they don't want to distance themselves from. "

If you are freed from bad governance after you have made peace, there will always be those who float.

If the label "demon" or "ruthless" is not on, then we are also looking at the people who are going to make good use of the rising anglecam of the farmer.

The wise man also wanted to praise the young man Anglecomb, who was carrying out the procedure on him.

Listening to the sage's considerations, Gloriosa was distorting her expression as she regained her sickle in her arms, looking complicated.

"From me, I have no idea who got the loss in the deciding army.

He just wanted an environment where he could study more, and farmers were terribly sick of tying up their homes.

Even Anglecomb's parents had their oldest son carry on the trail, and they perceived him as one of their efforts.

So if I could just give you what I think Anglecomb is capable of and hard work, I'd be a little free. "

To this, Barrota leaks a laugh as she was listening from Angletham and Trenia.

"Surely you have given the parents of Anglecomb 60% of the wealth you received as one of the king's common sons."

"60%!?

I heard they paid a lot of money, but when I heard they offered more than half of the money that would also hit the property, the sage also turned to the boulder.

But Gloriosa nodded in a manner that she said was extremely serious.

"He deserves more than that, but he told my sister," This is all I need if I'm going to build a squadron. "Then I gave him what he doesn't need.

Maybe Anglecomb cares about that? '

We don't know if our leader, the young man, is indifferent to gold, or if he is still raised as a "boy," but Barrota and Pean had a bitter laugh that they could see in each other and also in the dark.

"Well, if you're saying that much money has been paid to parents, you won't care because Anglecomb cares, or because it's a normal reaction to being shy.

And Gloriosa, for once this is just my reflection.

Anglecomb's heart might be somewhere else, and don't think too much about it because it doesn't look good. "

That's how the sage sees it, and for the first time, he sees Anglecomb noticing that he cares about spending a lot of money, giving words of encouragement to the leader of the deciding army.

And I realized that the trick of holding the ceremonial god I put out resembled Trenia holding the baby dagger.

The sickle of the Spirit who presides over the wind also looks up strangely to those who, like the gods, only give out "hegemony", are holding themselves with such tenderness "mindfulness".

(Six people are more like themselves than they are with children.

The boy, who was the only one based on "Yan," is also growing.

A young man who burned on that thoughtful day would be growing even more.

With regard to the money paid by Gloriosa to her parents, the complex, etc. is also active in the deciding army, and the idea of folding is probably possible.

You know how important gold is, but I'm sure you've stumbled on the idea that holding a leader indifferent to gold for money is ridiculous over the years.)

However, I was able to grasp that there was at least a little bit of gold at the end of the factor that Angletham tried to wear the mud from himself.

- Grow up?

The word growth flowing through my head like it was too far down the street hooks me up behind the brains of a wise man.

Pean thought into a certain word and shut up, and now Barrota, who was on his side, opened her mouth in the name of accompanying and escorting Gloriosa's hole moat practice, the leader of the uninterrupted army.

"That kid" looks colder than necessary in front of Gloriosa, but I think he's supposed to be twice as sweet as a person.

It also has the strength not to hesitate to break branches before rotting the whole tree.

However, when you fold the branches, it's not too easy for people to realize that all their strength was on the surface and they never lost everything because of kindness or breakage. "

Gloriosa nods small at the priest's "analogy story".

"So maybe, I think, my niece Balsam was aware of the kindness of Angletham like that"

Beautiful and high-flying, but also talented and wise, the girl looks more directly (hitamu) than her best friend Gloriosa at first sight about Anglecam, her lover.

The girl who hears Angletham's activism, also known as "The Devil Burned on the Day of the Determined Army", immediately arrived when she returned to the country mansion to report to the sister of a leader who would do something to help her.

And he said, "What the devil did was right and kind," and surprised the face of the deciding army.

When Anglecam was first told about it by Balsam, Gloriosa also smiled the first time she saw it.

And from then on, until Balsam is shut down in the king's capital, she will never be shown any fine dust, such as cold looking behavior.

There was no such thing as trying not to collapse or see Ningro "The Angletham that Balsam yearned for".

(- The admirer "betrayed you completely" might think that your daughter, Balsam, can shake the thoughts you have on Angletham)

From Gloriosa, hearing about Anglekham and Balsam's past, the priest closed his eyes deeply and now opened his mouth to match his own experiences as well.

"Angletham may also have feared that the National Army would be tempted to become Balsam's mother on Gloriosa's sister to have a deep connection with the determinants.

So after taking the lead and impressing that it would be beneficial to the country, I sometimes "pulled away" before I could notice the connection between the deciding army and the sister of Gloriosa, the helper. And... '

He opened his mouth with a feeling of touching the wounds of an "ancient wound", looking at the wise man still contemplating.

"My companion took care of me and said that Lord Baltham was" closed to the king's capital in order to extract information ", but I wonder if the truth is not to repeat the same mistakes.

My sister, "Don't be Eliphas' Two Dances."

"Oh, you mean you're growing up like that."

A wise man uttered his words again, as he interrupted the words of Barrota.

"She was cute and smart. She was just my best friend's niece, but when the girl who also understands the part that I most want her to understand, becomes a beautiful woman and admires her -"

'Is it getting harder to talk to you?

Gloriosa, complacent that she was not good at thinking deeply, had unconsciously strengthened her ability to cuddle the sickle with the feeling of mummy, like a kid told a difficult story.

When the Spirit suddenly felt the power to hold himself in his arms, he patted his round eyes and asked the Summoner for "help" with the face of the weasel.

But the Summoner, in a way, is pleased with his devised measures, which are close to "flirting," and he doesn't notice the gaze of asking for help.

And without even noticing the priest's gaze, which prompts attention after staring at the Spirit in a pitiful way, the wise man continues his words.

'It's not hard, it's just a story that's changing shape.

But when this happens, I want to be successful, but I want Gloriosa's niece to be personally happy. "

Sage, who again took the lead in the story, laughed niggly with real pleasure and put his finger again on the jaw where his long fingers grey-haired beard grew.

As always, the sage, who is concentrating and circling his thoughts, continues to argue without paying attention to the gaze of the Spirit and the priest.

'Still, Dr. Tuberose, who is in love as an insider, also gave up... or laughed at me and figured out a way to make me want to celebrate Angletham and Balsam being tied together.

But it's all my plan after I've made my peace. "

Can you do that?

After Pean's voice, Gloriosa's bright voice (obsessed).

"Queue!!!

Unexpectedly the power to cuddle the sickle entered, and the spirits, who looked unattractive and adorable, jumped out of his arms as he raised the adorable voice that was in him.

"Oh, I'm sorry!

Concentrating on this one, Gloriosa panicked and apologized, but the spirits of the wind, who looked adorable, came out with white smoke as soon as they put their hands and feet on the earth and gently returned to "their world".

'Oh man, if the sickle had been so focused on her gaze for help, she should have skipped telepathy.

I've done something pathetic. "

To Barrota's words, Pean and Gloriosa scratch their heads at the same time.

"Tell the Spirit of the Wind what thoughts he came up with until he felt sorry for him.

And since it's about you, did you finally think about the hole moat?

Barrota sighed and watched after the sickle, the spirit of the wind, disappeared, now urging her friend to show off the measures she had worked out.

"As far as hole moats are concerned, Gloriosa has no choice but to lose as far as we listen.

Then I thought, "Keep losing, but keep inviting Angletham to battle again and again."

'Does that make sense?

I don't hate pit moat fights when I lose because it feels like stress relieving. '

With the Spirit of the Wind gone, he snapped in his hand and took it to the circular spoon he had been using until earlier, tapping his shoulder into a ton.

Gloriosa was listening to the words of the wise man, rounding her powerful eyes like a young child that would silence the approximate if she stared.

'Yeah, that's the kind of "situation" you need.

The challenge is to see how Angletham doesn't find out about the "lose but win" situation in the end.

Well, if this keeps me challenging the battle at my usual rate when it comes to Gloriosa, that's ok '

Biscuit his thumb and recommended the usual behavior to leaders who didn't seem comfortable with complications.

Next turn to your friends of the same year and ask them to follow up with Gloriosa.

"Barrota would rather have Gloriosa and Anglecomb moat the hole.

If Trenia is going to cooperate, I want you to cooperate in the same way.

Let Anglecomb moat as many holes as he can. '

- Let me explain to you how that leads to something.

Barrota arms up and stares straight at the pean.

He had a sharp gaze inside, but the wise man utters the "explanation" he was asked for without any wolf at all.

"Let Anglecam's spirit of self-sacrifice be restrained at all.

I figured out how to be honest with my true feelings and how to give my family a chance. "

Now pin your index finger up, raising only one corner of your mouth and saying it in a "nibbly" way, as Barrota is wrapped around her arms.

The sharp gaze had become a large soft object.

"On top of the long explanation, it's roundabout. Briefly. '

And in his tone as a friend, he urges a concise explanation, pointing his wand at the bisci and wise.

But as the wise man waited for the "urging" from the priest, he nodded and continued.

"From what I've heard so far, Angletham" avoids being praised. "

I can't believe Angletham's supposed to be a "good guy," by speech.

Still, if we can, we try to spread bad reviews.

Of these, only Miss Balsam has noticed the "true anglecam".

So, the Determining Army's staff has satisfied my feelings.

Maybe I can still get a glimpse of Balsam convinced that this is okay.

And Balsam is also now satisfied with a feeling similar to being somewhat drunk, "only I know what Angletham really is" again.

There will be a desire to be your daughter-in-law, but it's like sharing a secret, because it creates a sense of union that carries with it what is forbidden, and Balsam may be satisfied with it in the present state. "

I want peace, and being Angletham's daughter-in-law is a dream, though...

Where Balsam doesn't even realize it, the sage noticed the "girl" mind enjoying it.

And Anglecomb doesn't know if he's noticed it, but he's exploiting the situation.

Eventually, if the time comes, that's what makes it seem like you've trampled the heart of a girl in love with "The Devil's Work".

I have deliberately circulated Balsam's information to the Wang capital for closure, or even after the peace has ended, I am already trying to support a partner other than myself.

(In a way, so far, it's been a turn for Zuch Anglecomb...)

Pean Vinegar, known as "The Wise Man of the Old Dynasty" because of his gray hair's prominence for his age, had made Angletham's desperate concealment of his true intentions and diligent drawings "tear away" after being recognized by his companions - making his heart dance.

If there was a rock, his faithful butler,

"You're looking to smash people's efforts into everything, sir, with a very pleasant face."

And I saw the look on the face of the wise man, and I would have said it with a frightening look on his face.

"First of all, I want to start with a" hole moat = a generally laudable event for Anglecomb. "

Gloriosa and Barrota nodded deeply at the sage's words that they wanted to serve.

Confirm the endorsement of the two and the wise continue their words.

"Not immediately, but if you recognize that drilling a hole leads to your praise, Angletham leads to nature and stopping the hole moat.

When you stop the hole moat, you'll notice that your buddy set something up because it's about the smart Angletham.

But I realize that it is never "demeaning" and that it is the opposite of malice.

Because he's a thoughtful man, he doesn't think that Barota or Trenia might have set things up because Gloriosa asked him to.

The "praise" that followed me in the hole moat is difficult to wipe out on its own unless it is even a real evil thing, so I can't help but stay put, spend time or do something...

Perhaps you haven't been able to complete the peace yet, so can't you afford to do that? '

So once the words were separated, the wise man floated again a nigga and a man's bad "infidel, unfaithful smile".

"Just keep going," I won't hesitate to break the branches in order not to wither the trees "- something that looks cruel and cold, but in fact, after the broken branches, more splendid buds sprout" praise, "what does Angletham think of the inside?

"of a man rumored to be the devil, a brilliant exploitation with a vision ahead," he'll notice. "

In the words of the wise man as a nigga, Barrota remembered a certain "situation" that surfaced because it did so in awe.

"But, Pean. Is that how Angletham gathers the admiration that fuels Miss Balsam's anxiety, or does it also lead to haste?

If that's how Angletham became a "praiseworthy position," then...

I didn't distract myself from Barrota's attempts as a priest to say something, but Gloriosa casually speaks of a certain "fact" that has been said since the beginning of her encounter with Angletham.

"He's cold and cruel, and now he won't stop by, but before he joined the deciding army, the women from all over the village are colored men enough to give him a yellow voice.

Wouldn't a woman come by again if she was like "actually a good person" that way?

Then it's a "beautiful girl," and Balsam, who's been taken care of by Anglecomb, but is still completely unconscious as a "woman," doesn't seem to be in a lot of a hurry. "

When my best friend was just getting started with a determined army that wasn't called the devil.

Gloriosa said that to a group of village daughters who support a colored man who is still only cold, remembering her young niece, who burns her fighting spirit.

The phrase "Balsam is in a hurry" seems to have been a matter of waiting, and Pean was even more unfaithful and unfaithful. And laughed contentedly.

"It also includes the prospect of increasing Angletham's ratings.

Even for Miss Balsam, she's the only sweet, cute girl who understands what she likes, and she doesn't need to be spoiled. "

Pean looks at Gloriosa's worried face when she finds her niece, Balsam, in a hurry to her "uncle" in the dark night.

"- Balsam said," I'm the only one who can understand you, Angletham. "- Don't make me think - to keep you from falling for yourself."

A girl who looks like a distant sister of a year and thinks she's almost "like her family" is not good for a dull young man in color, but maybe this time in many ways, she's going to be heartbroken and worried about "love" that's going to be difficult.

For what may happen, the sage who says the plan shows the difficulty, whereas Gloriosa shows the difficulty.

Even Gloriosa's voice tone is a pean that I can see makes it difficult, but I kept talking about it at a pace that I didn't intend to change the plan I had worked out.

'That's the thing.

But don't worry, your heartbreaking rivals won't be here till you're done with your peace of mind.

It's just that when a woman shows up to surround her coveted anglecam, she wants it to be a good "trigger" to realize that she can't do it as it is. "

Close your eyes, sharpen your gaze with nature, and connect your stories further.

He also wants you to realize that you're being deluded.

Notice, I need you to stare at someone named Angletham again and decide if you like her as much as you want to get married.

If Miss Balsam is ready, I will do everything in my power to support her "love" with a cunning (cheat) that will not bother anyone this time. "

"Oh man, are you sweet or tough..."

The priest sympathizes with the girl he has only met once, as he says he will provide support, but Balsam will surely be forced from the pean to do more to earn it.

As someone with a "home," I think it's still lighter.

Of course, Angletham is going to try to realize that it would be a waste to see Balsam only with tender, beautiful emotions.

At that time, even though Ya (no) is on top, his true feelings and Angletham will have to face each other. '

After a long word, but slippery tongue well Pean said so.

As my uncle, thinking about what to do with Balsam's support, I asked the wise man a question that suddenly arose as Gloriosa took a circle spoon and put it on his shoulder for a ton.

"By the way, is it really something that can stop Anglecomb's hole moat?.

Take it from him, the hole moat is like relieving stress, so even if you try to stop it by praising him, do something belly-up to write it off... '

Halfway through Gloriosa's words, Pean shakes his rich gray-haired hair left and right to deny it.

'No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I certainly want the "result" of glorifying Anglecomb and eventually stopping the hole moat.

However, it is only a period of broadening the perception that "doing a hole moat is praised by people who want peace".

The period to broaden awareness is - right, let's just start by now.

As long as the insider completes building a hidden door on the wall and meets with the representative of the founding army (Mami), the perception of the hole moat will solidify.

And by the time you get into Anglecomb's ear, it's desirable that the feeling of saying that "hole moat is the easiest way to gather respect" be the one who worked out the plan. "

"What, so in the end, after the final total finish and no flat air, Anglecomb finally realizes what's being praised for."

Gloriosa, who was always doing things without clapping and causing people to shudder around, turned to the side that was rarely shuddered.

The priest on the other hand seemed to have quite a point in the sage story, and he was nodding.

"Well, it's better because Anglecomb has to calm down in the hole moat, and I'm not going to crush the reason to distract from Miss Balsam, who is becoming attractive."

The voice of Barrota continued very calmly compared to that of Gloriosa, who was still frightened.

"When the people of this country heard about the activity of the determinants and the pit moat,

"Devil's Staff."

Someone who was just thought to be

"Devil? Staff of? Or..."

And it feels like it could be captured, and if the yellow cheer was back, I guess I said it was a great success. '

So, the task of spreading the word "hole moat is to be praised" in the shadow is to say that you can move and you can do it?

"Well, it's an offer."

Pean nodded at Barrota's question.

Then the wise man concentrates to meditate on his eyes and think about his complaining.

'Right.

"In order to become a soldier who protects the peace of the land, we dig holes to fill our own bodies as if they were held by the goddess of the earth."

The wise man was a wording that casually began to whine, but the figure of a young man wishing for peace in the country was naturally coming to mind within his mouth.

Among them, a young man in front of him could easily think of Angletham, who, next to waving a machete like a god on the battlefield, wrapped his spirit around a fine sword and burned in the day with pity that would surely pierce the enemy's steeple.

Those green eyes were very straight, even with the return blood of the enemy, enough to impress upon the wise man who had only joined the battlefield a few times with him a strong determination.

Sage noticed how "grumpy" it was to think of a country like Angletham.

And he also spins the words "Praise to the Holehouse Man" over and over again as he fights the "human-like Goto."

'- I don't even hate death for it, based on the belief that I want to make my country better and protect it.

The hole moat is given a sentimental expression of readiness to die for the sake of the country. "I wonder if it could be accompanied by a particular phrase."

Having just stated it to my mind, Pean seemed to be able to put out reasonably good words on his own.

'- How dare you, for what I've heard of such a pah, think of the wording that sounds splendidly slurred.

But in a hurry, it's a good sentence.

Anglecam-like is also well expressed '

Unexpectedly the priest was praised, and the wise smiled honestly.

"Barrota praised me, so let's do this.

Human beings, without reason, are often difficult to accept.

It's rarer for people to come up with ideas and be recognized.

However, even though the person who is admitted to doing so comes up with the idea, he or she is often given the reason at will at a later stage, and is most likely given the reason.

So if it's been more than 30 years, I can't wait to hear what we've been doing. "

Sage laughs with pleasure at the brunette young man now admiring the thoughtful words of the wise man, who is in front of him, about to be "followed" by the greatest and most awesome.

"After more than 30 years, both me and Pean are old and retired, beyond confusion.

Maybe if he was dead normally, it wouldn't be weird if he was dead, would it?

Sage laughs even more at abusive things for priests.

'I'll probably have a grandson then, so I'll let those kids see.

If Barrota - whether the deciding army works or not, she won't die for sure.

Oh, yeah. Barrota, can you lend me that picture book just one more time? '

'What are you going to use it for?

Don't get upset about the sudden change of story, the priest asks his friend to lend him a "tool that is difficult to handle" again.

"Stupid things, wild things."

I'm kidding with both my mouth and my voice, but at night the priest found out that the wise man whose eyes were greatly tender to the priest.

'Don't be too magical.

If you fall, Deacon, you'll turn pale. "

The fact that a wise man is sucked into a picture book by a good amount of magic also draws his attention as a friend because he finds out.

But for being sucked of magic, the priest took a light picture book out of his nostalgia and gave it to him because he also felt like he was enjoying the "fatigue" somewhere in a crisp way.

'Thank you.

Finally, as a helper, let me also thank you for the fact that I really enjoy spending the same amount of time as you.

'Cause if I hadn't met you guys, I'd have just been making sense in my own territory and painting pictures of my hobbies there and being rotten.'

So he laughed, and the wise man was turning his red and black coat over to the tent that there was an Angletham of Staff.

For a man with a "wise man" in his crown, the success of the deciding army was almost certain when he got here, and if an insider was established to attack the king's capital, he was confident that the current "country" would be regenerated by four of the deciding armies.

From the time I was in "a land of difficulty to rule", which my ancestors took over, I knew the country would not hold as it did.

There was wisdom in the King's politics that could paint a cause and a solution in his head, but it didn't work.

I have wisdom, but I couldn't move because I didn't have enough power to bring people together, and even if I did, I could always predict that I would be able to do something wrong somewhere.

I still couldn't move by just mocking myself in my heart with the irresponsible phrase "what a wise man".

That's one of the reasons I "run" away, my family also used it.

In one country territory and the current trend, overriding the custom of "inheritance is a man" by a wise man did not seem to reward him for spending the rest of his life.

I knew it would take a lot of time to cover it up, and I also understood the wisdom of the "follow the hometown when you enter the hometown."

Using the premise that he is obliged to raise his only boy as a fine heir, he refuses every invitation and closes his cage in the territory.

To rarity from the nobility of the King's capital, who fattened his private belly, Pean, a wise man and lord, had sometimes been summoned to the wedding of the daughter of a foolish king, but Pean never tried to leave the territory.

The conservative inhabitants exhort us to rejoice and honor their "wit" by acknowledging their lords who, above all, give precedence to the territory and nurture succession and care for their families.

With such a voice, with the mask of a smile on her face, Pean was listening mocking herself again.

("territory" and lords like overlooking the fact that the trunk of "country" is going to be worthless, letting you branch out there)

So until the country was all rough, there was no particular problem in the territory, but when the rough minister went to the territory and started, the residents became restless, and their daughters, who were dissatisfied with "all the inheritance", began to make noise.

But by that time, the work of a young man called the Determined Army had also become ears, though secretly whispered by the land.

The deciding army had reason to convince the Prime Minister to be active, and the charisma of its leader was wonderful, even if it was merely conveyed by hearsay.

Do these people look good?

For the first time in a long time, the interested lord used the "power of the wise" to gather information.

And conclude that this "determined army can regenerate the country".

From then on, I sincerely hoped that the young men of the determinants would settle the country quickly, cleaning it up, sighing at the roughness of the country, which had finally reached its territory, and its naivety (making it look childish and immature).

(- Unless I'm sorry about the other application)

Even though I had bright hopes for the Determined Army, I couldn't stop mocking myself that way.

I can't get rid of my family's rubbing, and I don't have the ability to act to break old habits from the past.

It is the man who also thinks he has become a lord, having coincidentally folded with knowledge and consequently become a "wise man".

The truth is, a man who just wanted to be a "painter" if he could, was trying to penetrate the position of a concealer, as so many wise men in the world would.

Maybe the other Sages wanted to be something else.

The reason I became a "wise man" was because of one motif depicted in the collection of paintings.