Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

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

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

After the "friend" voice echoed, the sage looked up at the ceiling and the butler leaned down.

After the remnants disappear, silence occupies the "secret base" of the iron lattice.

'... Apricot is not Karin, Rock.

But if that's what you mean, Apricot and Pean are different.

If so, as Rock still saw, maybe that kid is sad and hard on his own.

No, maybe "it's okay to be alone".

Even I don't like lettels on my own with "You're nobody's friend, you lonely guy".

Well, there was no one to put such a lettel on "Lord's Trail Son Pean Vinegar".

... Oh, maybe there were cases where they were affixed but I didn't notice '

With a light glimpse of the deacon about to say it incorrectly, Pean gently rose out of her bedroom, slapping her lightly.

And he looks a little sad and stares at his butler as a "friend".

The deacon sees the risen Lord with a face that was bent over.

I didn't know what I was grieving about, but if I saw that face, my heart hurts enough.

It's just strange that even though the facial construction looks just like Karin's, the face of the pean reminds me of the apricot I saw during the day.

A lonely face that came to Kawahara and was horrified, but began to train straight into solitude, once again disturbs Rock's heart.

"Sir, now is the reign of the king of peace.

Why would Apricot have to martial arts if he was to prepare for the country?

If growing up to be a woman with Karin's appearance, Apricot seemed like a "friend" to Rock that he rather didn't have to wear martial arts or anything.

"Weren't your husband happy to have a girl in his inner grandson?

It's a world without war, not a dagger of weapons, but a knife to cook, to fill the bellies of my beloved family. "

The aim was to bring a normal life to the next generation.

Now even if the daughters I let my daughter-in-law have some difficulty with her personality, even if this country is calm, we can solve it by discussing it.

Don't let the blood flow as much as possible. Even during the battle for peace, those who became heroes and wise men who became helpers tried so hard.

I thought you said you wanted to hold a painting brush instead of a dagger.

Rock knows that "friends" gave up "freedom" and "dream".

I also remember Karin crying on the side of the fountain, which was just above me, and the butler feels a twitching pain running behind his nose.

A "friend," a young being who also makes those who are his wives feel, couldn't stand the rocks being tormented.

It should have been a peaceful, normal phase, but Rock remembered being annoyed by the "world of people" where all the people with soft hearts and gentle hearts grieve.

"... Deacon like Rock - Pean Vinegar, who has a" friend ", was happy.

So, I need to talk to that friend, come here. '

Watching the butler bite his lips hard because of his frustration, the wise man causes the expression of grief to pull from his face and invites his hand.

As his eyes moisten, Rock approaches the side of the Lord who invites him, he makes the hand of the wise man who invites him gossip where he slept.

"I don't know, shock therapy, or" If you're not bleeding, you can do whatever you want, "or as a parent, or as an individual Pean Vinegar."

Sometimes the text isn't wrapped up when the fast switching Lord speaks as he thinks.

But now, I know that Pean Vinegar is offering a granddaughter a grand total.

"Help me, my friend."

That being said, the wise man turned out to be the first face to do "flirting" in a long time, and took out a piece of paper with a portrait painted when he laughed at Ni and showed it to his "friend".

But while I appreciate you remembering what you said, Rock is confused by the prospect of a "friend".

I didn't actually hurt the face of "Apricot Vinegar" on Sage's suggestion, but I still couldn't help but give an opinion on "making it look like I had suffered a major injury to my face".

Apricot, lady is a woman, sir.

In a letter to Julian Zaheto, the Deacon spoke that way to the Lord, who stamped the plum wax stamp, a pattern of the Vinegar family flower deposits.

'Right. Apricot Vinegar is a woman in gender studies. "

Sir, I'm serious. I'll keep your letter. "

After confirming that the wax on the flower pot has solidified, I receive a letter I wrote as Lord Robrow and deliver it to the pocket of the butler's clothes.

"Please keep the letter confidential, it's a pain in the ass to" delude "the country."

Nick laughs and watches as the butler delivers.

The butler, who found out but found out he was going to do it, smiled well.

The Lord, mindful of the Deacon's cooperative grin, began to joke only a little.

'And I'm serious, too, Rock.

Too seriously, I've only been sleeping at night lately because I'm concerned.

Yeah, and then I can sleep when I lay down for breakfast on the sandwich Martha and Rock made for me in the morning.

That one feels great '

If you poignantly threw a feather pen over your desk and put your arms around it that you finished writing the letter, yeah. While self-completing, Pean nodded.

Locke turns his grin into a bitter laugh, clears out the Lord's thrown feather pen suddenly carelessly, closes the lid of the bottle with ink, and cleans it up in the drawer.

"I can sleep well, and I've slept twice, sir..."

If it had been 10 years ago, after the wise man joked, the butler's novel would have begun after he said, "Sir!" But these days the word that the Lord, who has a shallow sleep, is asleep, was delightful to Rock.

And inadvertently the deacon's heart lacks enough and Karin's elegantly laughing voice echoes in his head.

If your wife saw me and her husband interacting like this, she must be laughing.

The moment the butler mouths the name of someone he cares about like his sister, the air the butler feels gets heavy and cold.

The cause of feeling heavy and cold is that the Lord, who is right on the side, is compatible with the Spirit of the Wind, so that he may look into his heart in the Hill and affect the atmosphere on the side.

"So, when Karin's name comes up, shall we get back to it?

Whether it's locked or cineralized, "Karin" would be stacked on "Apricot".

It's rude to both of you, so stop it. '

Just as Rock told Apricot where Kawahara was and Pean's voice had no discouragement, as it did when he was called in.

"Karin is Karin, Apricot is Apricot.

So, I prioritize Karin as my wife, and Apricot as my granddaughter '

He told me casually, but the butler found out he had been stabbed firmly with a "nail".

"Does that mean that if I tried being your husband, I would protect Mr. Apricot as my grandfather, but not as a woman?

I didn't know if I had the character of the Lord not to take into account as a woman.

I behave pale, one way or another, to things I'm not interested in from the beginning, and I see them as more "human" than as men and women if they're people.

If there is nothing "of interest to Pean" on the contact side, let him smile relentlessly and distance himself from the person, blocking him.

Even then, Pean Vinegar began to deal with most of them.

It was even spicy for things I wasn't interested in before.

It comes true only once in the past, after the "showdown of the peace", when he took his wife and deacon to the celebration, which was the capital of the king, to participate as "Lords and Lords Robrow".

At the night club, she was tall, her face (Karin said), her "tasteful face", her position was aristocratic and "Marquis", so there were a few ladies who would stop by to think about "adult relationships".

By the way, his wife, Karin, while Trenia, who was a country hero and queen, held a dagger of babies.

What a lovely wife!

And because he couldn't let me go, there were no lords to tell me.

The butler refrained from the Lord's side and quickly found himself thinking of the invitation of a lady who was not intrigued at all "annoying" as the Lord grinned on her face.

"Rock, get me the Pope."

That's all telepathically communicated, and Rock was on the balcony with the king Gloriosa if he searched for Barrota, who was supposed to be at a night club where he was attending for a "reason" while in the position of pope.

As always, even Gloriosa, who has also become king of this country, brings a jealous heart to the position of Lord and Best Friend.

However, in the years that he was a deciding army, Rock, wearing the technique of not putting it on the table at all, addressed the Lord's business to Barrota after he also bowed his head courteously to Gloriosa.

Then the priest, who became Pope, nodded in such a way as "Subordinate Awareness", would receive that "old picture book" from Gloriosa.

"Originally, he joined me as Lord Robrow at the wedding of Angletham and Balsam on the condition that I use this."

While Gloriosa said so, she left the scene from herself after staring at an old picture book.

Though Rock thought it was swordswallowing without even wearing an escort knight when he said he'd become king.

"The man needs it. Whatever. It's Goddess.

Well, I guess I'll have to put on an escort in a position, too, even if I'm protected by a guard weaker than myself.

It's also bad to keep the tedious sage waiting, come on, let's go, Mr. Rock. "

If so, Rock, convinced that the word was "most", followed behind Barrota.

Flipping the Pope's clothes, which have become new and simple to make, Barrota, with Rock, turns to Pean with a long wand and picture book he has always used since he was in the Determining Army.

If you tried to go back, Pean was surrounded by your lady and had the same cold smile, but when you saw the face of a nostalgic friend, you put on a smile that the two who came knew well.

I'm sorry I called you in, Pope.

"No, this one also wanted to talk to the Duke of Vinegar, famous for his knowledge.

Ladies, please take a moment. "

If, as always, there is no "flirtatious matter" involved, the Pope responded with a harsh voice to a bar-reading sage like a lousy actor.

Then, if the two smiles "pressed" against each other, the scattered ladies also fan their licences and distance themselves.

Still, if Pean and Barrota both tried to turn their backs and get away from the crowd, some resolute ladies tried to chase after them, but the butler soothed in between.

The smile of a deacon, whose maid of honor can be thrilled at once, seems to be valid for the lady of the king's capital, and her legs stop.

"Sir, please forgive Lobo Lord Pean Vinegar because he is a loving wife.

Together, Madame Karin Binegar seems to have been very fond of the queen... "

The Deacon didn't speak to the end, but I knew what he was going to say. The "nobles" stopped me from pursuing Lordship Robrow.

And by not chasing,

"There are no pieces of personality, no such thing as myself, and I think that if I ask you out, I will ask you out.

It'd be funnier if you let the pigs still in the lobby hold their fans and make them up. "

And we did not have to listen to ourselves, which were painfully appreciated by the wise.

Ahead, where Pean headed with Barotta, was the back door of the Padric mansion, which was a simple but wedding venue, where there were once peaceful and involved edgers, Gloriosa, Trenia, Anglecomb and Balsam.

And one, a sage and a butler have never seen, has beautiful green eyes on her fluffy peachy hair holding a young dagger, another beautiful woman of a different kind than Balsam.

Karin was next to that peach-haired beauty, finishing her return journey and giving up her young dagger with her.

"I guess I can't help but be cute because we don't have that many kids anymore"

Beyond the line of people like that, which Pean sees with a gentle smile, a carriage headed to Robrow was being supported.

I don't know why the cherry haired beauty is here, but first of all Pean and Rock send many words of celebration to the "Padricks" who could only give the right words of celebration at the wedding.

Of course, Pean smiled unfaithfully and frequently about the "ring proposal," and if he made fun of the groom, Angletham blushed so blushed that even his brown skin could tell, he coughed deliberately and misled the lighting.

Next to its illuminating "husband," Balsam was happily just smiling and holding Angletham's hand.

I don't know if it's to stop it, but I'm going to introduce my best friend to the identity of the "peachy hair" beauty Trenia hugs Dagger.

"Lord Sage, Gloriosa's second daughter-in-law, will be my sister-in-law, Smiley Sunflower.

I wanted to take this opportunity to introduce you to Lord Sage because he said he would never come to the King's Capital again, and that he would begin to prepare for hiding.

And let me order you as queen to cure the spicy, indifferent to the uninterested. "

I was surprised by the content and the words that introduced Trenia's smile, but the "order" as queen was the funniest, and Pean laughed.

In the meantime, I greeted the peach-haired beauty with a good smile and a dagger in my arms toward the "Duke of Vinegar" if she had all the shapes as a duke.

- "The finest beauty" for better or worse.

I can only have that kind of sentiment about Smiley for Pean.

More than that, he continued to smile and open his mouth to those witches who had become queens who were still interested.

"Thank you for your advice, my queen.

I command my liver, Pean Vinegar, a savvy man of conspiracy, not to be spicy but indifferent to things that are uninteresting.

Besides, to His Majesty King Gloriosa, you have acknowledged the "isolation of Robrow".

I want to focus on research, and thank you for listening to me. "

With his words of gratitude, he offered his hand towards Gloriosa, who would probably be the last to see him immediately.

If you saw that hand, Gloriosa creates a vertical wrinkle between her eyebrows with a tight brow.

"... I don't know how difficult it is as always, but if Pean says he has a smart sense of responsibility, he should do it for this country.

Regardless of the flow of politics, it seems that Robrow was originally a place like that. "

Gloriosa shook the hand of the offered sage as she seeped a slight loneliness into her black eyes, which could be seen as harsh even in the dark night.

There was a great flame of jealousy burning in Rock's heart, but he didn't want to water the Lord's "raw farewell to his best friend," and watches quietly.

Gloriosa had her mouth open where she could see her sturdy teeth as she shook off her loneliness, gripping Pean's, long fingered clever hand.

"Neither did Angletham, the prime minister, oppose doing so.

It's just that Barrota seemed lonely that she couldn't drink anymore. "

If Gloriosa had said so, if he had seen the Pope among those holding hands, he nodded loudly.

"It's really, really lonely.

But the Pope who drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and he drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and drinks and

With that said, Barrota also offered her hand toward the wise.

Releasing his hand from Gloriosa, Pean held such a successful hand that he could only think of himself as a samurai rather than a Barotta religious.

"As friends, the last time we all see each other in good health is the guidance of the goddess of the earth."

When Barrota seemed the best, the sage laughed niggardly and swept his neck small, left and right.

"No, privately, more than the goddess, he said he was getting married, so if it's to make fun of it, it's like coming from Robrow to pull out his wife and butler and finally do what he wanted to do"

(d) Laughing softly, he is refraining "couple" behind him as the lord of the mansion, showed Anglecam that Pean laughed.

"Lord Sage, it's time to tease... add and subtract, no, give me a break"

If Pean said in teasing condition again, Angletham asked the wise man to hide his face, which was brilliantly mixed with brown and red, with a hand filled with a gold ring on his left hand pharmacopoeia.

"You know, just the names really have everyone.

If it wasn't for me, and there was a lovely man named Flowers there, he would have made fun of Angletham more angrily and like a shiner. "

The barota and the slowly shaking hands off the pean slowly lowers his gaze.

There was a peachy petal and a small potted plant with rich green leaves to describe cuteness enough to decorate even in this dim spot on the side of the back door.

If all pay attention to that little potted plant, the wise man opens his mouth again.

"Julian, the flower words are" lasting love, joy and sadness of youth, activity and radiance of a young day, opening up destiny, happiness ".

Four heroes of peace who have spared no effort to spend their time in the country and the people who live on this earth, thinking about this country.

If you don't have a choice, you're not destined to accept and give up, and you have no guarantee to open it, but you're a great flower to celebrate the fate of a country that's about to close its life count, the heroes who moved and made it open.

Including, of course, the young man by this name. "

If that's what Pean had said, Angletham gradually returned to his reddish face, pointing his beautiful green eyes, as always, at what the wise man called a potted plant.

"This flower had been delivered invisibly in front of the mansion this morning.

I don't know how, I may have put information in my ear about a wedding I did once in close proximity to a secret, but suddenly I leave only the flowers carelessly.

Julian Zaheto, sounds like him. ”

"" If Master Anglecomb flirts with you, I'll get you a daughter-in-law. "

When I was in the Determined Army, I didn't realize it, but you told me occasionally, more than anyone else, about Master Anglecomb, whom I most wanted to know.

So he was kind enough to say to me, "Don't give up, try your best," and thumbs up, that Anglecam always treats me like a child and depresses me. "

"Well, Julian's a really sweet guy."

If Angletham followed Balsam, and Trenia said as she received the young dagger from Smyre, she turned her gaze to her husband Gloriosa.

- If someone remembers hurt and sadness by showing themselves, they never show up.

When Pean does not gaze at Barota and thinks about it, a small flower enters his sight in front of him.

"Lord Sage, if you'd like, please" take "this pot plant to Robrow.

Gloriosa held the "Julian" pot plant at some point and offered it to the lord trying to return to Robrow.

Torrenia, who told her to take it home, makes me want to sleep and gently slaps a ton of Dagger's little back hugging my mother.

If Pean accidentally compared the king and his wife, Gloriosa laughed and opened her mouth showing the same sturdy looking teeth.

"I don't want to leave a name on the calendar," if you're a shiny Julian, you'd say.

If, as Pean said, it was only "the minimum amount of activity required," then I think Julian would be fine with it.

Today, I think I really wanted to celebrate Angletham and Balsam, but if I made it into something like a letter or a bouquet of flowers, it would be in "people's memories," so I think I made it into this with caution "

When Gloriosa said that much, Karin pulled her husband's cuffs.

If you looked down at your little wife's face from the top, with green eyes in the black,

"Let's take it, lord"

He said.

And before he heard Pean's reply, if he beheld the deacon, Rock humbly received Julian's potted plant from the king of this land.

If you try to rock it, it's better than getting it from Gloriosa into Pean's hands and then receiving it yourself.

It was easier for me to give in directly to myself, the butler, from Gloriosa.

Therefore, the "order" of the Lady of the Lords is difficult to obtain and I accept it.

The queen, who can read such a deacon's heart, smiles bitterly and kisses her own son's plump cheeks, perfectly asleep, before opening her mouth again.

"It must have been you who wanted to describe normality as Julian that made the gift a potted plant commonplace on a daily basis.

To those gathered here today, some of them couldn't wait to talk about knowing that they had acted as Julian's "Gun Brothers"... he doesn't want that "

With that said, if Trenia had seen Barrota in the front position of the pean, the Pope would have taken out of his clothes the picture books he had deposited from Gloriosa.

"With the memory of the sage Pean Vinegar, who has no shards of explicit greed:" The rest of his life in Roblow wants to live in seclusion and research with his loved ones, "his work is also with the power of the sage hall and the picture book."

If Trenia reads and tells the heart of a wise man who must and wants to be "alone," Pean takes the picture book from the priest's hand.

The picture book was beginning to suck magic.

"It's been a long time."

In the first place, it was the wise men who asked for this "wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Padrick".

After the peace is over, the public will inevitably know the name and face of the Four Heroes of Peace.

Regardless, a man wearing a tall red and black coat, his helper, and a young man dressed like a butler beside him, is also quite a rumor there, and some people even think that the well-groomed one is "the hero's edge?".

By the way, Barrota in the booze seat advised a friend and sage of the same year that regardless of Pean's red and black coat, Rock's butler clothes would be unnatural and conspicuous to behave as a traveler.

Peen Vinegar says, "If Locke's not in butler's clothes, he's not comfortable."

And, if the drunk answered with a crisp face, then it was Pean's wagamama, which became a fight-out starting with the priest's fist, and if Trenia had delivered it, the butler's clothes story was up to that.

If Angletham had presented his coat "if it were my antiquity," it would seem to be "OK" to wrap it around the butler's clothes, and the butler's clothes youth had to stand out that far.

Whatever it was, even if it was meant to be a big deal, the fact that the six men were "memorable to the public" was also inevitable in calming down.

At the end of the day, Angletham, the chief of staff, was slightly worried that "those who used their characteristics and appearance would not do anything wrong", but unfortunately a few cases were discovered.

Pean and Rock did the "end of story" for me, but it was also a challenge to clean up after the settling.

And the candidates I invited to the "wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Padrick" today were the "Four Heroes of Peace" and two helpers, who, taken together, had been involved in the "Gun Brothers" that Anglecomb was collecting on his own.

Of course, the meritorious men who supported the deciding armies in the shadows also appreciated, but the "parties" did not like being able to spread "Hero Tan" in a way that they did not want.

In addition, I was surprised by the power of the rumors that some of the people who knew the gun brothers knew Julian was once in the deciding army.

"Even if you suck your memory out here, there will be rumors."

Pean replied with a bitter laugh, too, that Angletham was laughing bitterly in the true sense.

"Still, it will be the determinants who will do the best they can among them.

Rock, give me the paper you wrote down.

After that, there's a final confirmation of the junction around the mansion.

"Yes, sir, the strings provided by Mrs. Karin and the spiritual stones that have been deposited make the support possible."

While Rock answers respectfully as he holds the potted plant back in one hand, he takes the note form that had been deposited from his nostalgia and gives it to the Lord.

Thank you, boulder rock.

If you received a note laughing and laughing, the butler feels the finest pleasure in being thankful to the Lord, even though he "smiles" for work.

Pean exchanged letters with Angletham a few times in advance, selecting "Activity likely to cause extra things" to be excerpted.

The activity of cleaning up Gloriosa's army with "one man" like a "god",

Anglecomb's neat face, so he caged the mistress of the collaborator.

If you dare to extract something that is unlikely to lead to a surprisingly good story, all you have left is a flat activity that you can't write down in a bulleted chronology.

"If you sucked it off, that's what makes it work like a simple old story in the scriptures.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm satisfied with that story. ”

By the time he had completed his peace with the determinants, Angletham, the staff member, had contributed, and the wise men had helped him along the way, but the sacrifice of his life had indeed been made.

If you looked at the history of this country, there are anecdotes of the loss of your life for reasons beyond your control.

In comparison, the lives lost during the activity of the peace were something that could be endorsed as presumably "hopeless".

However, if you are connected by rumors and rumors, you cannot guarantee to the staff or the wise that the activity of the deciding army will not be used to make the "sacrifice".

Unfortunately, there are "people" who rejoice in "unfortunate stories" that do not involve them.

"Well, the extent to which Gloriosa was chased by a bee, it's okay to leave it behind."

The "last" conversation ended last night with a legacy acknowledged by the "gods", and the sage and staff laughed and closed the scene.

"So shall we go?

Thank you, Marquise Padrick, for working with your husband and wife for the first time. "

When I looked at the "Julian" held by the butler, and honestly said consciously of him, Angletham nodded with a gentle grin, without illuminating this.

"If I provide the magic, Master Anglecomb and the wise will take the extraction."

Yes, Marquise Padrick.

In the light, Pean said and posted a picture book, feeling like staring at his daughter Baltham's face, who called the person who became her husband "sir".

Then the clear curtain, like Aurora, spreads from the beginning of the picture book.

Inside its Aurora tabernacle are the Four Heroes of Peace and their families.

On the outside, the wise men who helped the heroes and their "families".

The Aurora-like curtain spreads smoothly and as far as it is possible for vision to capture it, to the edge of the building of the Padric Mansion.

♪ So long, Balsam ♪

"Yes."

The couple took hands together.

Balsam closes her eyes the same color as her husband and entrusts "magic" to Anglecam.

"It's Balsam's finest and most powerful magic, and you'll love the picture books."

If Anglecomb said so and touched the picture books listed by the wise, the colors, which were a clear curtain, darken and the spread extended.

The darkening of the colors makes something "powerful" work, so "felt" that even Karin and Gloriosa, who are generally not good at magic, can see it.

All the people on the side of the picture book found out that the "curtain" had engulfed Padrick's mansion.

"Let us now ask those who come to celebrate Mr. and Mrs. Padrick to forget perfectly about some of the work of the Four Heroes of Peace and about the wise men and deacons of far-fetched indulgence.

And thank you, my best friends, for accepting a wise man who chose to be forgotten. "

I put my nerves and as much concentration as I could hold on to the hands that put up the picture books.

Use the magical powers of Pean, Anglecomb, and Balsam to separate and sew away the "memories" of the people in Aurora.

(Come on, Celisanceum kingdom, return to Lord Robrow at the end of the west)

When Pean thinks so and narrows his eyes, the two gentle-eyed witches of purple whisper to the wise.

- - Pean, don't you miss loneliness?.

- Absolutely. Either way, my adorable wife and my brilliant butler and "best friend" will hang out with me until the end of the day.

Infidelity, infidelity, nii. I laughed and showed it to a gentler witch.

The moment the sage played his pussy on the fingertips where the wound lingered, the curtain that was made like Aurora could also play just like a chavon ball.

They dance foggy rain grains into the sky and eventually disappear so that they dissolve in the air.

"Now... from the people in the mansion, uh, have they disappeared?"

Gloriosa told me to whine as she received the sleeping dagger from Trenia, but she couldn't feel any change.

"Oh, even if anyone knows the name of Robrow lord Pean Vinegar, no one remembers the man wrapped around the red and black coat of helpers in association with the Four Heroes of Peace anymore"

If Pean ran out, he laughed uncommonly lonely in Gloriosa's expression.

"Well, that's what I miss."

"... don't cry about breaking up with your friends, king. And let's give this back."

That being said, I hand the picture book that sucked away my magic and memory into Gloriosa's hands holding my son at his leisure.

As usual, I saw the "dear in front of Gloriosa" picture book, and now the wise man grinned thinly.

- Has it not come true that within my life, I will "again" have mastered who I am?

But with wonder and cleanliness and giving up,

♪ So long ♪

Turning his back without saying a specific goodbye word, the butler opened the carriage door.

If the wise man got into a model carriage called a coach dedicated to nobility, the lady follows it while her husband takes her hand.

If a small body enters the carriage, he looks back all the time and looks kindly at the young child who sleeps, held by his father, who becomes king.

Ladies and gentlemen, how are you?

I greeted him briefly and received a plant pot that the butler gave me to ask for.

If you shut the carriage entrance tightly, the butler will greet you as your last

"May I serve Lord Robrow, Dear Pean Vinegar, as spiritual sincerity, deacon.

And let my lord fully heal the words of the queen, "Heal those who are not interested as hard as they are indifferent".

Declaring to cradle into the carriage cockpit, the butler whipped without hesitation to the horse and headed to Robrow.

And Queen Trenia's worries end in worry.

- My husband, Pean Vinegar, has a strong sense of responsibility for what he does. As a lord, he was "interested" in the people, so he couldn't be indifferent.

Keep acknowledging (having done so) while including such words in your letter of reply.

Writing to one respected person named "Trenia," who worried me about her Lord, Rock takes the letter sent from her and smiles again when he reads it.

It's been over a year since everyone in Robrow left.

This one Balsam and Smyre were given children in the same next period and were born safely.

The babies are both boys and it is interesting that Anglecam and Gloriosa, who are fathers, are happy because the color of their hair and the fabrication of their faces are similar to that of their mothers so far.

I can't believe Angletham. Alsen (the name of the child, that's the name) is really horrified by the balsam-conceded white skin.

Only Rotz's (Gloriosa and her sister-in-law Smyre's son) tough eyebrows really resembled her father, and to this I laughed like Lord Sage when I had a dagger, too.

I am so happy that my two mothers gave me permission to hold such a cute baby and I don't care what time she dies.

It's a lie.

At the end of the first letter, the lock really blows out.

In that, the butler rolls the second letter.

I suppose we should refrain from sending letters to Mr. Karin, whose lord and lady lord I am in the queen's shoes, more than Lord Sage wants solitude.

I just really wanted to let you know about the baby, and Rock sent you this letter.

Never mind the reply, do you?

Good luck then.

From Trenia Bubaldia Sunflower

"As a butler, I'll be with you until your husband's" last minute, "so don't worry.

Both the Vinegar family and further retrieval are born.

It's going to be cheap. "

Write that far, butler puts the brush down.

Lords have children in their trail sons, grandchildren for Pean, and wise men will continue their research without heart from now on.

It's all right, Mr. Trenia.

So he shrugged, and Locke closed the seal of the letter.

The next day I tried to send that letter out to that arrow tip.

The butler is dismayed when the queen contacts the wise man immediately from Gloriosa that she is suffering from the disease.

Jealousy doesn't float at all.

It turns out that Gloriosa is just a letter overflowing with a desire to save Trenia.

The following day, the Queen's illness was spread throughout the country.

In that context, Anglecomb secretly sends a letter to Lord Robrow.

In a letter from Angletham, the deacon waited for the word of the Lord, who stared at the letter, in the manner in which Trenia's detailed medical condition and symptoms were also written.

Eventually, if he had finished reading the letter, the wise man put out nothing, wrote and beat the note and silently offered it to the butler.

That bears the unique medicinal herb of Robrow, and the butler, if he gave his head short, was rushing outside the mansion.

Sage returns to his study to read and fish for books he has collected from all over the world.

If the butler gathered the proposed herbs and gave them to the wise man, he built the "medicine" in a short time.

And he called the dove, which was also the demon of the angelicum, and sent it back to the king's capital, hiding it from him.

'It'll only be a break, but it'll be a little easier'

The butler did not miss hearing the word of the LORD, which seemed painful.

And the queen fought illness "for" a few years.

The Lord, the wise man, while rubbing inside the Vinegar family, continued to make medicines, lacking letters with Gloriosa and Anglecam.

To the extent that he was involved as a "wise man", if the letter also served, he immediately came to the fire and worked for his best friend, the queen of the kingdom, but the queen became one who would not return.

Even in this world, where around sixty is considered life expectancy, the Queen's obituary, which had the name of a witch too short and full of charity, envelops the whole country with sorrow.

As subordinate of the country, the deacon watched with indescribable eyes the wise man in black in obedience to mourning with his wife.

"Maybe my husband felt something in the curtain of the life of the queen, Lady Trenia, too soon.

And maybe Barrota knew something with her husband. "

Gloriosa and Anglecam wrote to me from when Trenia got sick, but not from Barrota at all.

I even thought about that, but Rock didn't pinch his mouth.

Though the Queen died, the amendment of the law went ahead without stopping.

If mourning had dawned, she would have made a proclamation that she would be queen if Pean had said one thing or another: "Smiley", which is a side room.

I can't give the letter anymore to Master Trenia.

It wasn't until after the national burial of Trenia that Rock remembered that he had written it up to his address and left it in his desk drawer.

During therapy, it was in the corner of my head that I had that presence several times.

"Not until Master Trenia brings it back to some extent."

Every time I remembered, I was driving it further from the corner to the back of my head.

I couldn't imagine Trenia, who loved little children, leaving the young children associated with herself out of this world.

And within the unimaginable, it disappeared.

Overlapping the sealed Trenia letter with his own sealed letter, the butler takes it in his hand.

- This is okay, Mr. Trenia.

I remember writing such a sentence in a letter I wrote a few years ago that I was sealing.

Crying down, a man who is also known as a king and god comes to mind.

It also floated with a sad face, with a beautiful man called the devil carving a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows.

In a quiet face, the figure of a religious person suffering from the behavior of having to take calmly the death of a woman who, in her accepted position, also thought of her as her sister, also comes to mind.

"Never" means "I can't say anymore..."

Still, while grieving, the best friends of the wise strive for their part.

- I will try, my queen.

Letters sent

A letter I couldn't send.

On top of two letters, the butler ended up behind the drawer.

But the course of the times flows more after it has been calmed down, which becomes an ironic flow for the butler.

The country began to move towards "equality" and "equity" with amendments to the law by the new King.

However, even those who cursed the interpretation of the "Law Amendment" to their convenience, or lurked into the mesh of "Law Kindness" to some extent, appeared everywhere.

Of course the Chancellor, Angletham Padrick, will not overlook it.

Maintenance is carried out in what is commonly referred to as a "weasel" state.

Still, the prime minister did not rest the chase hand of the "weasel", and it definitely became a "normally livable" country for the people than before he made peace by solemnly and reliably developing the law.

As such, a few years had passed, and the prime minister's intense duties were worthy of it, as was the development of the law.

Such an arrow tip that we should go to the next stage.

Now an obituary rushes to the country that Chancellor Angletham Padrick will die suddenly.

"Oh no... now even Master Angletham..."

Deacon can never imagine that a hero is "dead" again.

As a distraction, the deacon once again subordinates himself to mourning.

Pean mourned the premature death of the prime minister of an excellent country and quietly served in mourning, this time also ostensibly through his position as "Lord Robrow".

The sage, of course, was aware of the depression of a butler who was as adorable as his brother while quietly serving a mourning.

- Two people who share precious memories disappeared without waiting for ten years after the peace.

Sooner or later, Pean takes Rock's hand to the new Lordship Mansion that the Van family is building to return to and the freshly made "secret base" that was being built in secret parallel.

'For once, tell me before.

And if it's done, I've been thinking about showing Rock the best. '

From the time we met, it was wide, staring at the back of the great Lord, and the Deacon walks through a cave that leads to the "secret base" while being drawn primarily by his hand.

- Thank you.

- Then we have to be Mrs. Karin the best to show off the secret base.

Those words come to mind in Rock's chest, but I can't speak up.

And if you're really hurt, you're supposed to be "best friends" with the heroes, Pean Vinegar, but you're comforted by the "situation" you're the butler.

'I'm going to show it to Karin sooner or later.

So don't worry about Rock.

I hope we have another room, but the journey to the room is noisy.

But if I were to show you the best, I'd still think of you as Karin, my family, or "my friend," so you'd have to take a look first. "

They said that as if they were reading their minds.

But I guess that also meant that if it was my usual job, I wouldn't be able to keep the same feeling of rock piercing my expression, and I wouldn't be calm.

And the journey to the secret base was certainly as Pean Vinegar put it.

The journey to the secret base begins with a hidden door in the corner of the Lordship's residence, in a small, high hill location.

If you open the hidden door, there is a staircase immediately down, and if you do, it leads straight to the cave.

The cave hasn't even gone through the lights yet, and the road hasn't slipped, so it certainly seemed dangerous first to walk in the kind of shoes the Lady Lordship always wore.

Circumstances. There's no way a flirtatious sage could design a straight, just follow the journey to the secret base.

The Lords and Deacons of Loblau made their way down the cliff on a steep rope ladder as they watched out for the pitfalls in the passage of the gnarly cave.

And most importantly, the butler was surprised to find out that the identity of the object Peane had been hiding here for some time and rarely working as a carpenter was what he called a "lift."

The wise man smiles at the butler who lurks a little bit of the depression for surprise.

Once inside the lift, the lights were naturally lit, looking like fine work using the power of the Spirit.

Locke found multiple recognisable pulley mechanisms at the entrance in the lift, illuminated by its lights.

If you saw the pulley, you would recall that on the Lord's desk, a scattered demon, there were scattered blueprints, along with formulas for the forces applied to the pulley, purchasing iron ore from other countries and putting it down all the time.

"Sir, was the pulley purposefully made from iron ore?.

If you had asked a blacksmith in your territory, you would have done it to some extent. "

"What, it's been a while since I wanted to make full use of my magic powers and deal with magma level heat with fire spirits and earth spirits.

So, a few grandchildren are starting to make it, but even before 50, I'm going to check my magic and strength.

The contents are in the late thirties, and you look like a late twenties butler to beat!! '

In the moment they said that, Rock was unwittingly blowing out.

'... Again, don't get pretty bright with the magic of rock'

The wise man held his hand to move the lift as he looked up at the light that lit on the lift to his "friend", who slowly smiled.

"I'll help, sir. You have to turn your hand around to make sure it moves."

In cleaning up the blueprints, the butler remembered how the lift operated.

'Then put it down first because Locke has smaller hands.

It's easier to move. '

Understood.

After Pean took his big hand off the grip, Locke put his hand there with the butler's gloves in place.

Over the hand of its deacon is overlaid so that the hand of the wise man, which is generally a greater hand than a man's, is covered.

"Well, let's go."

Sage hands like that, even over gloves, have more heat than they normally do - the Deacon realized for the first time, even though the Lord is nervous.

Sir, I knew you cared about me.

Until earlier, he was pulled so he could get his wrist caught, so I didn't notice.

Yes.

Replying to the voice of the wise man, with the voice of "let it go," Pean and Rock both begin to turn with strength in their grips.

It rocked heavily with the gatan, and it was only at first that the grip was heavy to turn, but if it was in good shape, the pulley turned smoothly and the lift began to go up with a slight weighting on those inside.

After a while, we stabilize, just apply force without being forced by the two of us, and we go up smoothly.

The wise man looked up and cared about speed and distance to get there, turning his hand around.

If you saw the side of the Lord staring at it, just as you did before you embarked on your journey with the determinants, except for wrinkles and gray hair, you could lock in finding the same "pean vinegar" that you did when you met him.

Sounds like you're having a little adventure, sir.

Just a few moments, I remember when we were traveling alone, and if I said to the Lord looking up, the wise man was looking up at the edge of his mouth.

"If that's what Rock was feeling, my prospect is almost successful... I'm going to slow it down"

Yes, sir.

To the power of the law of inertia - to hold down the power of the grip on the power of a certain speed, the wise man and the butler will now work together.

"Almost there."

"Yes, ah!

I gave the butler's surprise voice because I could see the lights from above the entrance to the lift like I'd ever been trapped in a box.

The lights said the lift slowly came "down" with rising speed, and if it went down to its feet, the lift would perfectly connect to the "secret base".

However, as a visible "secret base," Rock discovers an inexplicable object.

"Is that...?

'Come on, we're here! Welcome to the secret base!

"Ah, sir!?

Grabbing Locke's hand as it was holding his hand, Pean took Locke out of the elevator.

Ahead of being taken out, there was a room set up in Peen Vinegar's hobby.

The construction is all simple, but every dish is a pretty good value. Deacon can tell.

'Cause trying to buy something really "expensive and good" is going to push my daughters luxury designs for their hobbies.

If you're going to buy something expensive, it doesn't seem to make sense unless it's extravagant '

With that said, Lordship Robrow, laughing really bitterly, was puzzled by the lock being built at the entrance to that secret base - touching the iron lattice.

The iron lattice was used just like a divider, from which it is in the back, the room must have been gathered in a pean hobby, the room was united with simple and expensive household goods.

"Sir..."

Without touching on the "iron lattice" thing for now, the butler, allowed to have a small adventure and his feelings were restored, now listens to what the Lord tells him.

"My husband, even if he loses his best friend, must serve as [Lord Robrow]."

- My Lord stands in the same place as the heroes who have calmed the country.

As one person, I want to mourn the death of my best friend, but I am in a position to be asked to help those who are far from that "death".

And if you throw someone out for help and pity yourself only, you also know that your best friend won't forgive you for that.

[As for us, let's spend more time on living people than on dead friends, shall we?

You got it? Gloriosa?]

[Don't waste your time pitying me, even if I die.

I'm telling you, Gloriosa]

Rock gradually remembered what the Lord's best friends, who had traveled earlier, had said about "death".

We both used it for analogy by raising the name of someone who was going to be depressed at number one, but if it's rock now that we're saying it to "all", I know.

The Lord said that Pean Vinegar had kept a good memory of the "will of his best friends" and fulfilled it.

♪ Not if I'm depressed ♪

The butler listens to the story of the Lord "making" this room by tightening his feelings and changing his mind.

I'm sure it had some purpose to invigorate the depressing butler, but there was something I wanted to talk to you about - including the iron lattice thing - about this secret base.

"What inspired me to create a secret base in earnest was for me to use it to build a new Lordship Mansion"

The Lords' Mansion, now on a small, high hill, was the last fort in case the enemy entered the territory, assuming a "battle".

The "last fort" is not suitable for living in one way or another because it is on a small high hill, meaning and place how to make it harder to attack.

So in a normal time with no wars like now, even when the inhabitants came to consult the Lords' residence, it was a place that would be quite an exercise - clearly an "inconvenience".

Above all, the leaning country is also calmed, an era of peace likely to continue.

Such a story rises to the Lords' House, which has been built for a long time and years, and to the Congress of Robrow's leading men, who say it's time for something new.

At the foot of the tall hill lord's mansion, there is quite a square.

In the Lordship's mansion on the hill, the horses also had to be lowered, so they were all connected to the square.

If the new Lordship Mansion was built in the square there, it would be better not to have to walk up the troublesome and complicated hills.

Advice was given to the Lords in a positive way towards construction, when new places were better for the elderly and young children to visit at the time of the event.

So instead of issuing permission to build a new Lordship Mansion, Lordship Pean Vinegar gave the conditions.

The new Lordship House is still a long way from here, but it will soon be built with the family of our son, Van Vinegar, in mind.

Karin, who is herself and her wife, will live in this Lordship until the "end of the day" even if a new Lordship is created.

When these two conditions were placed, the residents were only slightly frightened by the refusal to live in the new Lords' residence, but nothing bad happened, so the conditions were conditioned.

Then, in order to begin construction, the wise man purchases what will be the material for the secret base along with the material for the new Lordship.

Ordinarily, purchases that cost days, when they were "built", were larger in quantity and price, so the merchants who did business turned them around relatively preferentially, and most importantly, the merchant who had his eldest daughter as his daughter-in-law was quite accommodating.

That's how the construction started (which in a way had become a good camouflage to build a secret base), because Pean Binegar is not meant to live in, so Pean, who is also his father, sooner or later sends a letter to his son who lives there.

- Next time, it was decided to build a new Lordship Mansion.

- That will be used by the next family of lords vans, so if you have personal hopes, I want a response.

If you sent a letter like that,

"I leave the matter to my father, the present lord."

Going back will be still ahead.

If you just have an opinion, if you're going to use it as a Lords' Mansion, if you can live without compromising some character, that would seem good.

Together, as a lord's predecessor, I ask you to make it easy. "

Replies like that come back, and Pean will roar lightly.

- As always, should we say that there is no graduation or no greed in these places?

I clearly thought that I was not wrong just as a "lord".

The sisters complained of lack of hegemony, strength and individuality, but I thought it might be a van to "prepare" the Lord's position by birth.

If more than a van had caught a glimpse of its "qualities" among its sisters, it seemed a good thing that the Minister now calmed down to let Van and his sisters discuss and transfer the role of lord.

But unfortunately, she seemed to have a lot of qualities for her eldest daughter, who raised her as an assistant in the collection, but she was also the one who admired her most "normal mother".

As an assistant to the trail, she experienced the spiciness of planking, and as a father, was very pleased to be asked to marry her when she was missed examining Van's candidacy for daughter-in-law and diplomatic work in Robrow.

the last time I married her as a daughter. She cared,

"If you're a daughter-in-law," I forget the position that you were added to the candidacy for tracing.

However, as a woman, I am proud to have been the daughter of Karin Vinegar, who will be treated dearly, from her husband to that competent butler.

I also want to be someone like your mother who remembers to be content by being loved by loved ones "

When I was told, it was an unexpected bitter laugh.

I just find it ironic that Pean isn't as stubborn in the power of the lord as a family of things with qualities.

(Well, I'm not obsessed with the position of power, so "calm judgment can get me out of work".

And if you didn't have the qualities but you carried that role, it matters to you as well - the residents get hard)

As a lord, the most important thing you shouldn't do is to sit as a lord of trail with nothing without qualities.

Even if you understand emotion, it's speech deathbed that makes you flush into it.

Especially when it comes to "personal feelings".

(Even if you ask me to be free, it is also a matter of not moving forward if I decide.

If you want to use it anyway, you should prioritize the feelings of those who are going to use it)

The design is moderately good and doesn't make an uncomfortable impression on people. As a matter of course, I wanted to choose the van to do the furniture.

I understand as a father that the inside of my son is somewhat like Karin.

If you think like, "If Karin is a man," I feel like your thoughts are similar when choosing things.

So when I tried to ask for reference, I heard somewhere that I was going to build the "New Lordship Mansion," and my daughters, excluding my eldest daughter, came to Lady Lordship every day.

And apparently, they're telling us to incorporate "our own opinions" into the construction of the new Lordship.

I know my father can't get through to "Wagamama".

So they're trying to nostalgic their sweet mother, but the wise man laughed with his nose because he has a "strong wife".

I would smile and snort and listen, but Karin was not worried because she would give priority to what Pean had decided to do and her opinions.

But even Locke is depressed by Anglecomb's sudden death, and Karin, his wife, is also hurting her chest. I haven't been well here lately.

To his wife, who was quieter than ever, his daughters pushed him half forcefully to try to push their opinions through. "I'm a parent and a child, so if I talk to you, I'll feel better."

And if you listen, you're gathered in sisters to talk about your son's family, apparently in a mildly demeaning manner.

Karin leaned over, listened, and kept her hobby seams quiet so she didn't squirm there, and Pean was watching.

If I had left, it would have been easier to imagine my daughters beating my mother.

Still, as Rock is not in good shape, I ask him to keep an eye on Karin, whose daughters are his mother, for a good cook who has taken up the post of deputy.

The cook did not undertake for me, but he also looked uncommon and unsure to her.

"Although I'd like to help your wife, Atashi doesn't have any delicacy."

I will work to make sure there are no deficiencies. '