Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

Quite a bit, Arsene was going to know how to tame her father Angletham and mother Balsam.

Before mourning Angletham, Balsam often told me a great deal about the origin of his name and how nice Angletham was, with a grin that felt really cute to even young Arsen as a parent.

'So, Mr. Alsen, thank you so much for giving birth'

That's how I smiled, and my mother held the young Alsen in her arms as long as she had time.

But the only one who was truly on the run to make the country better, capable of making a cute grin, disappeared from this world to protect the young Alsen.

And my mother lost her lovely smile, and her body couldn't do "old" because of the shock of losing her loved one.

Alsen Padrick came with a selfless obsession in order to redeem her mother's smile and the sin that took her time, holding fast to her promise that "no tears will shed in times of pity or before anything but her father".

- Fortunately for Alsen, because of the country's misfortune to be invaded by another country, he can also be recognized as a "hero" by his father, and his guilt is only marginally diminished.

Her mother, who was only weeping, also stopped tearing and did not return to a cute grin like when Angletham was there, but began to show the same activity at a time when she had left the name of "Genius Mage" as she had intended.

On my way to redeem myself that way, I also met respectable heterosexuals, bad friends who could seriously fight, adorable re-cousins, gentle shy friends who could talk calmly, friends who could easily talk at work, and godchildren who seemed like my brother.

- Most importantly, I could do people who only resemble the color of their skin, but whose feelings are as trusting and admirable as my father's.

At the beginning of the encounter, someone who had been rejected and was likely to make a difference to what he had promised his father, but who also had respect but was also a bad friend, reconciled him in a somewhat forceful way.

If I was able to reconcile, I would have been an irreplaceable "best friend".

And at some point, the feeling of "redemption" was superseded by the desire of its best friend, "Grandor McGaffin", to acknowledge it.

So Arsen really couldn't wait to regret being "best friends" but not being treated equally by Netuark and Grandor.

But Arsene felt when she saw the record of her memory that it was as much a thought as it seemed arrogant if she tried to make "Angletham Padrick" the people she really cared about.

"I don't deserve to feel bad about my happiness or my best friend."

In the space Belzebub cut "till time" and in the first memoirs of a man named Angletham, whom he had seen as a "strange picture book," Arsene, filled with darkness, dwelt a void in beautiful green eyes.

Everyone who was called the Four Heroes of Peace, his helper, the wise man, and now the "man" in front of him, who had become the vessel of the "Chancellor of Hell", had lost the future of those who wanted him to be "happy" for their own sake.

"If Netuark is exchanging the magic of the covenant of blood with the lord of this land, he also has the record of the memory that a wise man named Peen Vinegar has seen, doesn't he?

The extension also allowed us to see how Netsuerk's "record of memory" was before Arsene joined him as a hero candidate.

"Clever enough to tie up the Lords' Hall and Lordship of this land and lay it down, he's letting it get into the back of his blood, even cleverly unlocking a locked record, and he'll know the information."

Still dark in the dark world, staring into his own shadow, Belzebub answers calmly to Alsen, who is embraced by his wife behind him.

"" I wish I hadn't been born. "I'm not saying anything.

But should I have been saved until my hero Anglecomb Padrick risked his life? "

Alsen to say so. Now as the wife of Hell's Chancellor, Eliphas, wrapped in a dress, gently hugs him again.

"Now, I don't mean this in people's history," Gabriel. "

You're still a decent person.

If the Lord of this "vessel" of the body compared to the despair he tasted after he had finished his peace, he is doing an activity to be recognized. "

With the cutting-edge of his favorite wand, Belzebub poked the darkness he had worked out in his shadow with the sound of a katsun.

From the "darkness" refined with memory, magic and thoughts, the shape of man rises.

"Even while the vessel grew into this" prime minister's worthy appearance, "it was the happiest time for this appearance."

A young young man who also looks like a boy, "Deacon's Rock," was able to do it there.

"Oh, you're supposed to be an adult, you're adorable.

You look just like Ars, the guardian knight of the cunning sage, "sir."

Listening from Arsen, who took in the darkness, to the "real purpose" of his agricultural training in Robrow, Eliphas was putting Ars' real role out of his glossy lips.

To the word sir, a butler out of the darkness reacts with a pickle and moves his larger eyes to look for someone with half-eyed eyes.

"Sir...?

If the shadow butler moved his lips only slightly, the voice of the young man heard many times in the record that Belzebub showed Arsen.

The voice was full of uncut and "regret," and Arsene, who felt it, lurked a shapely brow.

Arsen feels the same things he holds, even though he is imprisoned by darkness, in regret contained in the voice of a young butler.

I could see the pain of my best friend, opening his glossy lips again as Eliphas stroked his best friend's blonde head to comfort him.

"Are you going to let this young butler fight the one who might be your husband's loved one's" vessel "?

Eliphas asks her husband as she cuddles her best friend, Alsen, with a glossy hue along with her rich breasts that didn't even make her feel fine dust when she was "gun brother".

To what Eliphas called her husband, Belzebub grinned bitterly at the vessel's - "lament of Rock's memory," and when Arsen heard the word "Ars," he lay down his beautiful green eyes.

With a bitter laugh, Belzebub opened his mouth shaking and nodding as Locke, the "vessel", stroked his husband - the white beard of his mouth, which Pean Vinegar began to stretch after the other world.

"Oh, right. Besides, I have to deal with that stingy cunning first.

Moreover, the lord of the land at the time, who named himself "the wise man of the devil", had planted it all.

I don't think it's stingy to deal with multiple opponents.

The boy who made Shauna Kuna a god, and the woman who was supposed to be your "sister", now lord, who imitated his mother and became a divine nest day god.

I don't even know where the key to this place and the contents of that beautiful vessel that shines in the dawn is if we don't deal with three people. "

Remembering the wise man with his eyeglassed, unfaithful, unfaithful smile, with his colored hair and eyes, Belzebub gripped so badly that blood vessels flowing into a man's body appeared in the hands of his wand.

Then he breathed out of his nose small, and this also stared with wrinkled eyes as he pitied the appearance of the happiest time of the person who had now become his "vessel".

"However, I can't figure out how a wise man who used the forbidden technique so far and named the precious butler after deliberate indulgence could have done something to keep him within the" fence "of this man's world.

If you received the crown of solitude, cruelty, and sage left in a world without the Lord, that is not why you did not think about it. "

Belzebub, who was tasting the spiciness of being "left behind" and "left behind" over an uninterrupted amount of time, looked at the past of his vessel and moaned as he groaned.

"- What do you do about that Rin Woman Knight?.

Although my husband now also protects my favorite kittens.

Looks like someone who can be "pretty".

Regardless of the key "sister," will I deal with each other?

That said, if I let go of the fingertips that had gently combed my best friend's beautiful blonde hair, a small silver pistol appeared in his hand.

To his wife, who holds the gun, Belzebub opens his mouth to advise her in detail.

"- If you used a weapon called a pistol, given to you by a wise man who is the bringer of the" traveler, "you would have the bondage of a human being named" Eliphas Zaheto, brother of the gun ".

The way you fight, you'll be on the same turf as everyone else. "

But the goddess that became his wife smiled lusciously, pointing the muzzle toward Belzebub, who became his own husband, so that she could play.

"When a being named me appeared in this world as a" person ".

Every time, even though she was a demon bride to the goddess, she was sacrificed and made to give her life many times at the price.

Apparently, because that lady's knight has quite a few nail marks on her heart in such a presence.

I wanted to make fun of it. "

"Is that the information that Lord Gabriel taught you?

My wife nodded at my husband's question, but lurks a little brow.

"Yes, it is, sir.

It's just, sir, I need a favor.

Stop calling Arsene Gabriel.

To a wish from his wife, Belzebub raises both white eyebrows up and waits for words to say what his wife is unhappy with.

"I'm here with my best friend, Alsen Padrick.

The people you're dealing with over there will be confused if they call you "Gabriel."

Besides, as "Alsen Padrick," I'm sure some people would be shocked by the fact that it's on here. "

That's what Eliphas said, he took the left hand of a beautiful best friend.

Over the white gloves that are fitted to adjust the magic, Eliphas puts the base of Alsen's left pharmacopoeia finger at the fingertips of his hands without a gun.

"The cunning escort knight has begun to have great respect for Alsen, the healer lady knight who sent down the angel Gibreel against her husband in a businesslike manner..."

The healer's knight - Eliphas seeped her jealousy of "newcomers" trying to get close to her best friend as she talked about Liquorice Label.

But when I thought of the "next name," I had a wicked grin on my face and opened my glossy lips.

"But the most shocking thing about it is that the people of the country call me a" ho-han "or something.

I think I can be shocked by Grandor McGaffin, who was meant to be my brother and was meant to be "Alsen Padrick" 's best friend more than anyone else in this world. "

With a giggle, he mouths where the gold ring from Grandor to Arsen was filled as a "proposal" with a flirtation to his "brother", set up by "Eliphas, who was his sister".

If Alsen looked sad when Grandor's name came out, Eliphas stroked Alsen's white cheek with his hand with a gun, holding his mouth in his hand.

"- Sir, you're going to let Arsene and the man who was that" brother "fight, aren't you?

If you slowly removed your lips from the fitted hands of the white gloves, the beautiful red marks will remain on the white gloves.

Staring at it satisfactorily, Eliphas now asked her husband.

To his wife's words, Belzebub replied calmly again as he fine-tuned the power of the butler as a young man who could come out of the darkness.

"- To be honest, I'm also tempted to see what kind of battle your best friend and a man named my brother will have.

A long time without interruption.

I'm sitting in this world in all sorts of positions and appearances, but I haven't had a chance to meet those two with swords crossed. "

- Far away memory.

As a "Belzebule" still close to God's position by definition, from the time I was in the world, after becoming Belzebub and losing a great battle, I continued to sit in this world as a picture book, but I have not encountered the memories or records of two people who could make a difference and cross swords.

(Whatever it was, Gabriel's presence was the only priority, and everything was working)

So when I obeyed the Dawn Glowing Son and fell into heaven, and became hostile as Belzebub.

Gabriel had been asked and entrusted by the Lord of Belzebub, the Son of Glow in the Dawn, to be the brother of the twin brothers of the Lord, and "he" was naturally on his brother's side.

From Belzebub's point of view, I wasn't attracted to my two younger brothers, the "shiny child at dawn" and the melon, but I was worried about Gabriel, so that's all I could tell he was on your side.

(But this time Gabrielle - just because "Alsen Padrick" is here, I'm not sure if he, Grandor McGaffin, can pull in here either)

"- Whatever the cunning, you've known my brother since the time of his previous name, haven't you?

As she perceived how her husband's heart was, Eliphas speaks.

"If you're cunning, you still don't get the part.

At a time when we are just "wise men," the formation of this world will be spoken of when we assume "roles".

The man who is Grandor McGaffin really doesn't know how far or what he knows.

I'm sure you have some knowledge, but only a "wise man" can think of our definition and the definition of the world today as a "chain ring" …

Besides, Arsen Padrick and Grandor McGaffin, the wise man, he didn't even bother to declare it. "

"Do you believe what the" sly opponent "says? Sir."

I hugged her beautiful best friend so Eliphas could comfort her own grievances.

"" A cunning opponent, "which is why you believe, my wife.

Above all, he also plays dumb: "Enjoy the time to understand" rather than end it by knowing the answer because he is a cunning opponent.

And you can enjoy watching the funny beings scratching their feet because you want to know the answer.

You don't know the answer, you twist it. "

Now, declare that you "don't have to know."

More than anyone else, the quest for a mystery that seems to have to do with life and death in order to be more curious than the habit of curiosity.

Convert the irritable feelings you would normally be in a hurry to "fun" with ease.

Enjoy "living" a little that way. To have a long time.

He said, "My husband enjoys things he doesn't understand."

Shortly after Eliphas said in a slightly obstinate manner, "Dunn," along with the sounds echoing from overhead, also transmitted vibrations that rocked the earth.

"Well, it looks like that cunning is creating a" stage "for me, so shall we do the same? My wife."

Again, a "dang" sound rings and shakes where it's lurking now.

"Yes, sir. Let's go, Alsen.

My husband is going to be busy.

That's right, Mr. Ars... "Mr. Rock." If you had two positions like "brother," I'd look forward to hearing from you. "

I smiled when I saw my wife speaking happily as she bowed her head to herself, my husband, respectfully.

Belzebub gently touched the cheeks of a young rock made of darkness and memory, which had become his "vessel", with wrinkled hands.

"Your" top priority husband and precious wife ".

I tied the "Lords and Ladies of Robrow" to misfortune and drove them, this land.

Do you mind if the Dukes of Hell defeat the present lord and the god of the land and his proxy, the wise man, in a "battle in battle"? "

―――――

The young butler did not speak, but closed his big eyes firmly and let him snort with certainty.

A deacon from Lord Robrow's residence died, wept, and still worked hard to support the next generation of Lords as he put it.

As "sir" asked, Locke cared about the weak-minded Lady Lordship left behind.

Karin assumed that she had taken the life of one of her twin granddaughters, who looked just like her own face.

From the time her son returned with his wife Cinellaria and three children, she had been living a day that would also draw her into the back of the Lordship's mansion.

Moderately, the deacon pushed back his daughters, who were supposed to be married, "because your mother will miss you" every day.

However, the original purpose was different.

Succession became equal for men and women when the deciding army revised the law by "calming" the country.

So, in order to take the "fried feet" of the present lord's van for the "marks", the daughters of the former lord stood in place of each other, and Locke couldn't help but sigh out loud where he was coming to Robrow.

There's no mistake in what everyone in the army has done.

- But, correctly, Rock was beginning to not feel it.

When the Lord died, he opened the lid of his own pocket watch, which had stopped time, and when he looked at the Lord, who was laughing, he wept.

What the Decision-Makers and their husbands have done with their lives at stake...

"A wise man should not pinch his mouth in politics."

My husband, who is a wise man even if he wants to give advice, should not have

In order to endure the difficult situation, it is a battle like risking your life to create it, but the butler used it to keep his mind at peace with the memories of the days filled with fulfilment.

As the next deacon, Krabel was asked by the van to mentor him, but Rock was sorry that he cared about Karin, but he could not even mentor him.

Besides, I was secretly concerned about Apricot, who had been banned.

"Locke would have better delicacies, so when Apricot was about to get scratched, I asked him to adjust his technique so he wouldn't break his heart."

"... because my husband asked me to."

In the days when the Lord was gone, it was the growth of the granddaughter that Pean cared about, who was also breathless in the life of the only deacon.

The more she grows up, the more she wears a mask, the more she looks reminiscent of Karin when she met her.

And when Apricot and I were together when there was really no one in Him.

Look at the Lord's grandson's face, switching off the "Prohibition", removing the "Mask" and having smooth skin without keloids.

It was the face of Karin and the melon when we met, and by looking at it, the butler stomped hard in his "place".

'Cause my mother, with her long hair, kind of looks like my grandmother Karin, and it's hard.'

As such, Apricot rarely grew her hair, even if she was a woman.

Rock was quietly heartbroken when he never tried to stretch his beautiful hair mixed with greenery in rich black colors that would have been inherited from Karin.

In addition, Apricot punches into martial arts because his grandfather's research has been entrusted to him in the Lords' residence, and because he has short folded hair, so as to avoid showing his appearance to his mother.

Deacon broke his heart again to the lord's granddaughter, who became far from what he knew, "Karin Vinegar".

In those days, the butler noticed a change in his body.

- It's been a few years since my husband disappeared, but my body doesn't fade.

Even Martha, close to the age, had more white on her hair fundamentally, carving more mild wrinkles on her face, yet she stopped getting more patties, gray hair and wrinkles.

Then he took the "stopped pocket watch" out of his pocket like a hack and opened the lid and stared at the stopped needle.

"Since my husband disappeared from this world, my..." me "time has stopped."

With the knowledge learned from the wise man, if he had examined his body again, Rock's body could not be "old".

"... Still, I... if I'm not in this place my husband made me."

Then, the butler naturally whitened his hair, using the magic and medications that the Lord Pean Vinegar had been studying, and began to grow his beard on his mouth.

By the time most of my hair was well grayed, Cinellaria often stuffed the apricot scattering habit - it was quite well cleaned up, but the details were not well done - strongly.

While helping clean up on the side of the leaning apricot, the butler immediately recalls "Pean Vinegar" to the "habit" of the mess.

- Sman, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Rock, help me clean up!.

If not, no matter how your lord tells you to "novel," you laugh unfaithfully and ask yourself, the butler, to help you clean up.

Even if you can't clean it up and you can't help getting a novel, I'm sure Pean Vinegar doesn't want his mother to tuck him in more than he needs to and lean down sadly.

"When Apricot was about to get scratched, I asked him to adjust his technique so his heart wouldn't get broken."

Therefore, the deacon protected Apricot from the words that tweaked the ban and broke his heart from his mother.

But by doing so, even the teeth of verbal momentum blaming Cinellaria's apricots were beginning to stop working.

But if you've loosened the power of the banning, which now blunts your mind, then Apricot - apart from the length of your hair already - is no different than what Karin looked like when she came to marry Pean Vinegar.

Even though she would get hurt like that, Rock wasn't going to stand for it.

In addition, Apricot, who became dull in "hurting", rapidly grows the bud of talent that has been stretched by what he has been blamed for.

He was a wise man and had begun to show one scale of his grandfather, who excelled in martial arts.

By becoming dull, Apricot, who had also succeeded, also acquired the speed of switching grandfather concessions.

By the time he approached the adults, he had also begun to flirt with his hustling aunts, this time with a "bite" reminiscent of Pean Vinegar.

Because of the inheritance problem, I used Apricot's two brothers as an excuse to "play" outside the territory (in fact, the two brothers were disgusted by their aunts who would come in the name of their grandmother's visit and turn it into a "mouth shot"), but once they were the youngest of the inheritors and girls, it was not interesting for the aunts to have a real child left.

If a man or woman had nothing to do with the inheritance, Gloriosa's becoming king changed the law, and the deacon listened to her and told Apricot that she was looking to get the van off the lord's throne and one of their sisters there, she laughed joyfully.

"Ha ha ha, the new king in the corner admitted the" woman "to the inheritance, so I guess he's got a stomach full of" I'll give him back the van he depended on because he's the inheritor "until now.

If I was going to kick my brother out of improvement, ride like I was going to change conservative lobsters on some new law, and take my father off my lord, I guess I'm also going to be a "female lord".

Father said that anyone raised as the heir to Pean Vinegar was expecting when he took over the Lordship.

My father told me earlier that you should be a doll until you settle down, so maybe you're going to sit on my behalf or some form of lord.

Rock, acting lord of the scattered demons, but hello. '

The laughing mouth shape seen from the silver mask is full of infidelity and the voice is just gentle and soft.

Karin if you open your eyes, to your husband if you close them.

Deacon swears allegiance to such apricot vinegar while time stops.

Although the body can no longer be old, it can manage to delude itself with the sorcery and knowledge it has acquired so far.

"If you can no longer grow old in the corner, let's see Karin off to rest in peace for the last time.

And if Master Apricot has settled down, I will retire from the deacon of the Vinegar family - and leave this land of robrows. "

I was really sorry for Klabel, who came as a butler apprentice, but he was starting to work in the mansion as a servant of the van along the way.

"If he was there, even if the butler disappeared, I'd take over enough."

Losing a loved one, my heart was about to break and my body became an ageless "monster".

Still, if someone whose husband still lives hard as his partner stays in this world as this "wife of Pean Vinegar," frightened but diligent, then Rock also goes along with it.

- If there is an Apricot, I'm sure "Pean Vinegar" and "Karin Vinegar" will remain in this world in some way.

'Cause then, I'm sure, even with something as nasty as my dependence, it'll lead to a world where I feel "good to be alive."

In an effort to "loosen up" the last time, the butler spent every day behaving like an old man.

'... Rock's hair turned bright white, too, like her husband's.

Though I was no less than no less than I was, and turned bright white.

It's quiet today, okay? '

"You're on your left, ma'am."

If it's true, I'd have to call her "The Big Ma'am," but when we were alone, Rock called Karin "The Ma'am," like when Pean was around.

Karin was happier too - she was relieved and glad to be called that.

Even if Apricot manages to take shape alone, he settles down as Robrow's acting lord, for a few months.

The daughters, who thought they were going to stop coming too long after the lord had decided, don't know what obsession Rock had, but they were still coming to Robrow from their dowry.

Martha turned her mind on this day, and Lady Karin said she wasn't feeling well, trying to kick me out half way and return my daughters.

In fact, the small lord's wife, who had originally had a thin line since she got older, tended to break her body even more if it had become the turn of the season, etc.

Most importantly, Karin is quite old, too.

The butler left over from time, to the extent permitted, had also received recognition from Apricot to take care of Karin's counterparts and caregivers.

I let all the beautiful brunettes turn into beautiful gray hair now, tied and draped on my shoulders.

Feathering a shawl over the sleeping roll, Karin was waking herself up on the bedside and mouthing the porridge Martha had made for me.

But the spoon won't go up without eating half of it.

'... Welcome.

I've left so much behind, and I have to say sorry to Martha. '

Karin looks sorry as she leaves more than half the porridge, returning the dish to the lock.

Even if he was forced to eat, he was going to put it back, and Karin, who decided that would also be a big nuisance, decided to refrain from eating it.

'Ma'am, I don't care what you leave behind.

Martha would say, "Now I'm going to make a delicious porridge that you won't want to ask for."

In the gentle words of the butler, Karin smiled dazzled as if the image of an old - "sweet cute old lady" had appeared intact.

'Today, what do you do?.

Dear Hall - I have free time during the day from the van, if it is something to do with you, please tell me what it is'

[In front of Karin, don't try to name "twins with one crack dead" or apricot.]

From the day after the attempt to burn the red and black coat, from the pean, which was still the lord at the time among the servants, was reached.

That's been going on since Pean died, and today I was getting time until it was over because I really meant that Apricot and Van would be cleaning up and researching the stash together.

The old lady smiled happily as Locke asked calmly as she quietly cleaned up Karin's meal.

"Will you have Rock?, I'm really happy.

Then I'd like to talk to you about the lord. '

'Yes, I did, ma'am.

I'm really happy to be able to talk to your husband, too. '

Rock smiles with the face of a wrinkle made of magic and drugs left behind by the sage and is happy to go along with the "Peen Vinegar" story.

After Karin started pulling.

An effort is made to solve Karin's misconceptions, thinking that her husband, Pean, was polite and gutsy and that she might have been despised by Rock about the one crack of the deceased twins.

It was worth the effort, and when it came to Rock's contempt, he himself was able to discuss it with Karin and resolve it.

Locke, frightened of Karin, puts a painful look on her face and gives her loved one's wife a public (snack) for what she thinks is "shame".

"I suppress you, but I still disturb my husband's feelings that Gloriosa is a friend.

If they made you laugh at two people's stories, if they were normal, they would feel envious and dressed up, even though it's something they shouldn't even care about.

You know you're selfish and you're making assumptions, but you're jealous. "

I didn't fix the story of Rock being jealous of Gloriosa, and I told him.

While he looked frightened, there was something that touched and resonated with Karin's harp line, such as "having feelings that are not good for people who are not bad at anything".

With a frightened face, he returned his heart to the butler and slowly opened it to me.

He began to tell me things about Potspot and his "dependable brother" to his heart, like when he came to marry Pean to the butler.

At the time, only a "man" was allowed to inherit as the first lady of the lord, but only one boy could bear a van.

The van grew safely and became his daughter-in-law Cinellaria - that the woman Pean chose to "like" had first had a boy and then a second son as well.

Finally, the girl also says she will have twins.

The girl, who beautifully gives birth to a heir and will also be the piper of the future kinship of the Vinegar family, is also about to give birth to a daughter-in-law chosen by her lord as her son.

Brilliantly perform the role you could not perform, "righteous daughter".

She told me that she couldn't help but feel scared that she would be deprived of her place.

"My over-consciousness and inferiority, I know.

But when that girl holds two boys and there are two girls in her stomach.

I felt so, so lost when I smiled at me. '

I couldn't satisfactorily inherit it it or give birth to a boy who would be an aid to it.

There was an inferiority in Karin that could not be escaped, swirling.

I have lost confidence as the wife of my lord Pean Vinegar, who gathers tremendous trust from the inhabitants.

I know I shouldn't be bound to "win or lose" when it comes to the division of a child's birth, and I know it's stupid.

But Karin told me in embarrassment that she really cared.

But the more I rock it, the more I listen to it, the more I know that the emotions that blame Karin for being "ugly" didn't originally spring from her heart.

If you're referring to the culprit, being forced to push him can only be attributed to rumours that he would unnecessarily blow the story into being unfriendly to his mother, that he should have left the house with a daughter-in-law, and that his daughters have no roots or leaves.

"... that's not all the words out of your wife's mind.

My sweet wife was just trying so hard to raise her children, to fit the customs of the land. "

Rock doesn't think if there's no dark emotion in Karin's heart at all.

But even if it was gushing, it would be a lot of seclusion and jealousy that could be contained in her.

If the sun was asked to stir up the day after visiting it almost every day, it would have been easy to think about the exhaustion of dear Karin's heart.

During that exhaustion, Karin Vinegar still has some work to do, even listening to the consultation of the inhabitants who have admired her since her predecessors.

Karin's dark feelings were caused by her "daughters" obsessed with seclusion, and both the butler and her mother, Karin - and her father, Pean, knew it.

I knew it would be useless to say as much as I could to those who didn't lend me ears.

"... the night I met Rock wearing that red and black coat.

I was trying to do something really sinful to protect my place.

No, I think I did. '

I reached out to a place where there was a dangerous sorcery book that I trusted and taught my daughters, hoping for a moment that the life in my womb would disappear.

"Ma'am, that was a coincidence.

As I said at that time, that's what I said to the twins in their mothers... "

Karin is no longer frightened of rock, but rocks her rich dark hair left and right.

In the end, Rock took comfort in her words, and Lady was able to reconcile herself with the butler.

But even if my husband and butler told me later, I couldn't finally pluck the guilt of "taking the life of one of the twins" out of Karin.

After the deacon and Karin's pan are dissolved.

On the grounds of the burns sustained by Pean Vinegar to shelter the red and black coat, on the edge of the territory quite forcefully by the sisters, the son and wife of the outgoing lord are recalled.

Even the sisters who had sent an irrationally close letter to the candidate van and his wife for the trace of the territory, having called them back, waited at the Lords' residence, even though they had a daughter-in-law to complain immediately and irrationally.

But if he returned, Lord Pean Vinegar announced to the people that he would take the van officially, entrusting most of his work as a lord to his son and ceding it.

And he also publicly announced that he would virtually "retire" his wife, Karin, from her job of consulting with the people in order to provide physical and psychological support.

Because it is well known that the Lady Lordship is gentle and weak, and because she was also a woman with an absurd atmosphere, the inhabitants accept relatively poorly the talk of falling ill and retiring.

Instead, he will also publicly take over the work that Karin was doing in Cinellaria, the work of consulting the people of the Territory.

Now Cinellaria was also chased by "work" to try to keep her out of contact with her sister-in-law, who tried to keep her frying feet all the time.

Originally, Cinellaria was chosen as the daughter-in-law of the van because the van was "docilist" in a good way.

The second sister and her younger sisters don't choose to fight no matter how much they provoke the van.

But even when I was pushed through a nasty obsession, there seemed to be dissatisfaction in the van because it was not a character I could clearly say no to.

So Pean accompanied her son in anticipation of his diplomatic Cinellarian character, which he had learned from the extension of the wise man's work.

As Pean expected, Cinellaria had a clear personality and refused the extra job that was quite burdensome because the van that became her husband didn't say no.

Neither the couple, nor the van, nor the Cinellaria, are as good as the pean and the carin, but I should have said one thing or the other.

However, the wise man did not even deal with his daughters' seclusion and the jealous mind that they grew up being "picked up and discriminated against, but even slightly insulted.

It would be futile to think to a wise man whose belief is often rooted in "no resentment, no hatred, no waste".

My daughters were not foolish enough to target the next generation of Peen.

It was a general perception that it was the van of one son who would carry on the traces of Peen Vinegar among the inhabitants of Robrow, even if the new king and the law had given equal rights to men and women and were delivering the country.

Since he was a young man, the inhabitants have seen him trained directly by his father, along with his eldest daughter, who will sooner or later serve as an aid to the lord, and he confirms his efforts.

I understand that even if the daughters of the lords who are trying to use the new law say that they have a "right to be lords" and become "lords" to the detriment of those who worked hard from an early age, there is no letter from the inhabitants of a territory called Robrow.

The daughters wore so much discernment and wit that "it" could be seen.

So they aim for the "next" lord's seat.

At that time, Peen Vinegar, who has a tremendous influence in Lobo, is expected to be "gone".

When Pean got the information he was planning, the wise man laughed and the butler had wrinkles between his eyebrows big and deep.

"... the trail of the van - it is desirable that whoever succeeds Robrow's next lord, if he can, take the blood of the van out of his inner grandchildren"

Without a formal announcement or writing of such intentions, as in the case of his son, Pean speaks to convey his will to relatives and to facets related to his replacement.

That's a word I can feel like a trial from father to son, if you've tried from rock, even without someone named Peen Vinegar, with the wisdom of van holding your own trail "own children - let someone of your inner grandchildren sit on the lord."

That turns into certainty a few years after you say that, before you replace it with a van from a pean.

By this time, my daughters realized that Cinellaria was no match for me personally, even with her strong and clarity personality.

The daughters began to blame the inmates, in numbers and in shady words, and even the woman, the daughter-in-law of a boulder-minded son, had a suspicious equilibrium in her constant dislike.

The depression of Cinellaria's heart given by her husband's sisters is directed at Apricot, similar to Karin, who is known to be "the harassing mastermind of her husband's sisters".

Repeating that vicious circle, the sisters were pointing their thorny words at Cinellaria, where the work of the Consultant of the Territorial People was located, obstinately, looking at the gaps.

And Cinellaria's depression is not hard work, she goes to Apricot.

Pean should praise his daughters because the reason Cinellaria hits Apricot so hard is for their daughters.

However, if Pean spoke out, he threatened to create a further vicious circle, including unwanted jealousy and seclusion, by pinching his reasoning "because he is the heir's wife".

If so, the mouth and hands showed me how to make my daughters think it was best to "spontaneously" hold their mouth against Cinellaria and against Apricot after making them think that one or more of the peans were not moving.

In the time that I was able to give up my job to the van, I began to gather materials to protect the "heart" of my young granddaughter.

However, a wise man who recognizes a scattered demon is not good at gathering and tidiness.

So after I said no to my son, who pushed me to work, I rented a lock, the "butler of the Vinegar family," and at the "secret base" beneath the fountain, I read the magic book of Prohibition and started researching it.

Deacon takes care of him, but assists him.

The study for "measures" that did so concluded that "cooperation of a certain person is essential".

In the meantime, once I came to a conclusion, I heard from Pean when he was enjoying Rock's tea so that I could take a breather.

A "traveler" reported visiting this territory called Robrow via a Spirit Stone comm machine from a van.

Moreover, the traveler seems to be a young but also an official from the Wang capital.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but my still young granddaughter Apricot found a place in Kawahara where Gloriosa and Peen met, where they were "meeting and pulling" with the traveler, and their daughters repeatedly returned home, even though they were useless.

Lately, Rock refused to see Karin, and Cinellaria did the job Karin had taken over, and her daughters were in a hurry without a "poisonous slot".

For that reason, she spent her spare time, trying to mock her niece, who had made her "alone", practicing martial arts in solitude, and in the river plains she visited, she found herself meeting a traveler.

Before the new Lords' mansion could be created, once Pean, who was still a Lords, went to the Lords' mansion with Rock, he was to face a very "nostalgic face".

The identity of the "traveler" kneeling during the gaze, even as he lay on his face, was known at a glance to the lord and deacon of Robrow.

"Sir... he's... Dan, you... no, you're Dagger, right?

While refraining beside the calm Lord, rock speaks to the Lord with his telepathic voice trembling.

He had an eyelid in his left eye and looked just like Gloriosa, where Rock couldn't hold on to his jealousy, including his characteristic sticky eyebrows, etc.

But Rock himself is utterly strange, but the spark of jealousy doesn't dot his heart.

From around him, Ninglo is full of peace of mind and unlimited inclusiveness.

The atmosphere he brought was the same as that of a woman (one), also known as a witch, who heard an obituary a few years before Apricot was born and had a chest ache with the Lord, with purple eyes that made him the first queen of this country as a civilian.

The next moment Rock was impressed without putting the two thrills on the table, Pean was playing his fingers pussy in his long sleeve garment.

After the bouncing sound of my fingers, which can only be heard by the butler beside me, I feel something like a "wall" build up in Rock's mind inadvertently.

"It's a purple eye that picks up and reads the mind of the" Trenia "concession, even though it's only one eye, the left eye you're hiding in your eyelid.

The power is probably weaker than hers.

But once I and Rock have a wall built as a collision, if there's something you don't want Dagger to know, think inside the collision, Rock.

Such a voice of the Lord echoes from the part that quickly becomes the "inside" of the wall - conflict.

During his four years in the deciding army as a resistance.

Peen also studied the ability of purple eyes to read his mind after getting permission from Trenia to do so "firmly".

In it, the "visible side" - if a person with purple eyes does not notice the "clash" assembled by magic in his mind, he does not realize what he has thought in it.

Even if he noticed it, the wise man succeeded in producing the results of the study, saying that he could "never see" anything that could read his mind in the conflict if he did not "peek into it".

And the wise man, in the boy who would be the son of his best friend and his wife, was at odds with the deacon and his own heart.

The same figure as his former best friend, and his heart, a boy with the heart of a woman whom his best friend loved, gives him a face with a tough brow.

"... you look like Gloriosa and your heart resembles that of Trenia, Prince Dagger Wang"

Even as I feel emotional beside the Lord, the butler feels a certain sense of vestigial vision.

I don't know what he looks like, but what makes him look just different from his heart is a beautiful touch of "being."

Such a presence captures the deacon with such a vestige as we have already encountered many times.

I figured out the answers to my visions.

"Oh well. More like Lady Apricot, the boundaries between appearance and personality are the same as Master Dagger's."

Apricot's figure stands out as her grandmother, Karin, her personality - so far, so dear - but the strength of the sense of responsibility that glimpses in her convinced Rock that there was "blood" in the pean.

This is how it goes on, sir. "

The voice of the Lord shoots like a shadow at the "inside of the clash" of the rock where deacons are touched by how people they know connect the flow of blood and cross time.

"I hope so if I can... Rock, perhaps this glimpse will be distressing.

Be prepared. "

This "glimpse" conveyed by the voice of the Lord's telepathy, through which expressions such as sorrow seep, is fulfilled, as the wise man told the butler.

The emotional reunion held by Rock closed with the young prince and the next lord's wife, Cinellaria, to a small training ground.

Pean sighed loudly and deeply inside the clash that a woman who would also be his stepdaughter was more distressed than the wise man had thought.

Above all, even Cinellaria, who hates and resents her own wife, Karin, who has actually done nothing or done anything at all, the Lord was distressed inside the conflict.

"To Karin, to Cinellaria, I'm sorry for the behavior of those who should be drawing my blood, Rock."

Inside the deacon's mind clash, Pean shrugged pale.

Unexpectedly, the spirits of the wind, close to their flirtatious lords, come purposefully to the side of the wise so as to fine-tune their presence in the extreme and not to be enlightened.

He tried to blend into the air in the room and secretly told me that the Lord's granddaughter was crying across the door.

Between the little rough glances, it was also a whisper-like appeal of the Spirit of the Wind, not disturbed, not heard except by the wise and the Deacon.

- Sir.

In the end, when he heard the voice of the Spirit, the wise man did not pinch his mouth, but took this opportunity to see what had become of him.

If he sees the son of his best friend walking away between the dripping glances and the son comforting his stepdaughter, who swallows and cries, Pean rises from his lord's seat with a stern look.

'... Bang, I'll take care of the rest. Rock's gonna keep borrowing. "

Without even hearing from his son, Pean gave instructions to the butler to bring his best friend's son on telepathy as soon as he left between glances to take Rock.

'Oh, finally, ask Martha to make some local dishes for Robrow. Hey.

At least I'll send you out of this land with a full stomach '

This was all in his voice, unfaithful and Peen laughed, and it had been a long time since the butler had seen it, equipped with a dagger in his arms, he headed to a secret base underground.

And with Dagger as a "secret base," an argument that seemed somewhat tough on deacons, Pean made the story of "politics" as much as he was allowed to as a "wise man," the King Prince Dagger Sunflower.

Trade the dagger, which is a weapon passed down from generation to generation to the Vinegar family, for the dagger that Trenia built "for when her daughter was born" - in fact, it was also the dagger that the wise man was asking her to make (* wise man, secretly praising himself) -.

Later, after speaking with each other and feeding Dagger the local dish of Robrow made by Martha, he sent Apricot with him to the station about the pean meter, and Rock returned to the secret base where the Lord was waiting.

At the desk in the room with the iron plaid, Pean is doing some writing.

"You are writing to those who will be collaborators of the banning technique to be performed."

After speaking quietly, the butler began to dominate the brewing of mainly tea.

'Rock seems kind of in a good mood.

If you like, why don't you tell me why?

As the wise man ran his feather pen, he read and asked the mood of a faithful butler without even looking back.

I was just a little surprised, but Rock also opened his mouth without stopping his hand supporting the tea he served mainly.

My husband seems to have been rejuvenated because he remembers the old days.

In a cup with a wide mouth, Karin told me, then the butler answered as Pean poured the bergamot tea he loved.

'That won't be all.

Rock, there's no use hiding from me, so be adulterous and flirtatious...... yeah, what was your name?

That's it, then put down the blade pen, roll the collected material in a rust, and Pean starts looking for something.

"Dear Julian Zahetto, sir."

The butler quietly placed the cup of tea, which the Lord had put on Sosa with the name of the person he was looking for, in his mouth, in an uninterrupted place.

'Oh, yeah. You're so irritating, you were the brother of a mercenary gun, Lord Julian Zaheto. "

Peane conjured up some pretty rude words, but Rock, the butler, laughs bitterly, but doesn't flatter the Lord.

The reason is that the wise man "did not say the wrong thing".

If Rock had asked Pean to collect information about a person named "Julian Zaheto" collected using the authority of a wise man across a country called Selisanceum, he would have been rated "a mercenary who uses good [magic]".

Then, as much as I could say, there was a description of the character as "it is a kizza."

"Sir, I have a few long pillows to explain.

Don't you think Julian Zahetto, brother of guns, would be nice? "

Respectfully, the butler said that he was also an early member of the founding army.

I'm not going to switch the subject from there, but Rock starts talking mainly about why he's in a good mood.

"My husband is in a good mood, but I'm glad to say one way or another.

Because you remembered that I made a shallow, shallow opinion. "

A faithful deacon once opined against the Lord only once in a manner close to rebellion.

Just a few years later, a van was called back with his family from the edge of the territory.

Still, Apricot was younger than she is now, and Locke only seemed to have Karin, the Lord's wife, toddled.

And Pean liked his granddaughter, who only seemed to be smaller in the same way.

The van, also known as the sign of a lord, first put the three children in a dojo of martial arts that many children attend, both in Robrow as part of their education, in order to familiarize them with the land they moved to.

I could have taught Van myself, but I have a past where I was annoyed by the sisters for being instructed directly by my father.

There were other things that my father taught me, and they said something about it.

So in terms of learning and studying, the van had decided that it was better to stay out of his own children, in the position of "mentor".

For once, if you also reported it to Pean, the grandfather of the children,

- I've become a minister of peace, and I don't mind learning martial arts to protect you.

"My son wants it." He said the answer.

Even from the pean, if his father, Van, had given him guidance, it's easy to imagine being annoyed.

However, in an effort to ease the situation, despite the consideration given to being a van, my sons were successfully tamed in martial arts dojo, but only Apricot was able to be "out of company".

Besides, Rock is deeply heartbreaking.

As mentioned earlier, the butler had a young apricot overlaid with Karin, who was drawn to the Lordship's residence.

Alone, the fact that the other children were given different instruction but were made to train just the same in extension was heartbreaking even for the occasional rock that sees practice.

Only one, a young girl with a sad face in a situation that made her do something different, was reminiscent of the Lord's companion, who was anxiously frightened when she had just come to marry her.

But there's no way to pinch the butler's mouth.

Both the girl's father and her grandfather enjoy pinching her mouth so that the girl is no longer "disadvantaged".

Being ignored may be tight, but it was also well thought out that being involved could lead to situations where "harm" could be inflicted.

"The apricot that we're going to have to live on in a land called [Robrow] may be hard, but for once, it's not a better situation to learn."

As a deacon, the deacon had also heard Lord Pean and his son Ban in sight talking.

Though I've been listening.

"If you want to practice, I'll show you a good place, Dear Apricot.

It's a very quiet, very nice place. "

While it was troublesome for the lord's relatives to say something and there were no leaders who hadn't seen Apricot, the butler told the girl where her grandfather liked it.

In a quiet river plain, a girl who only looks like a "young Karin" in a place where no one is, begins to practice lazily, though alone with a hospitable face.

Being ignored and quiet may be the same in the silence you wanted, but the impact on your mind was completely different.

The day Rock told Apricot where he was.

Locke was called to the "secret base" by Pean.

First the Lord was in an iron lattice room, sleeping upside down on a luxurious sleeping table.

As if he were a young man, he put his hands together with his rear head, and his legs were also assembled on the sleeping table.

'I hear you told Apricot where my memories are.

Glad to tell you, Grandfather, my granddaughter snuck up on me.

Well, I didn't even stop saying it was a "secret," but I'm the only one who sneaks around and has a sweet place with my granddaughter. "

You're the one on the left, sir.

The butler replied in tune to the Lord's words as he shook the toes of his assembled legs as "pico pico".

"So, for once, I made a mild offer to a mentor whose godson would go somewhere else of his own accord and wouldn't notice, as a" grandson silly jizzy ".

Finally, Apricot got better from not going to the dojo to train anymore.

The mentor guy, he had no heart or ho. '

It was well understood by the butler that the voice of the Lord contained the sentiment of great "crap".

"I have to make the little child an exceptor, was my conscience heavily blamed?

Or were you frustrated that you were no longer caught up in a dispute between the next lord and the sisters who would seclude it but still have influence over this territory '?

Sage said that as he looked up at the far overhead ceiling - which he had yet to move, the karakuri that leads to the fountain.

There is no discouragement in the voice of the Lord, and the butler does not see it.

"… perhaps both, sir"

It was not like a deacon had never come before without asking for the Lord's judgment.

The reaction of the pean was different each time, but it was mostly praiseworthy, but it was neither scolded nor small in number.

And being scolded was mostly even when the butler was forced to.

Now, I will not be praised or scolded.

But the butler stood where he was called, feeling like he had no choice but to compare it to "If a" friend "lovely grandson is crying for a reason, he wants to help.

I know "friends" don't think and take action.

However, the toddler's struggle for solitude felt an extra "miserable" sight as a "friend".

If the toddler feels the shadow of a woman (one) who thinks like a kind-hearted sister, it's better.

"When I was a kid, one didn't think anything of it.

Even when he told me to play with "friends," it was just a pain in the ass.

But I can't believe they thought I was pathetic when I saw it from an adult.

Big favor. '

"... Ka... Master Apricot seemed spicy!

Unexpectedly trying to block the end of "friend" - the butler appealed to the Lord.