Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

"Well, it looks like the other side is ready."

My best friend as a wise man did a shadow "unlock" with the goddess, even over a flame in the shape of his mouth, Grandor found out.

And he "unlocks" and deals with what comes out in a way that suits each of them.

"Netuark is“ instrumentally poor. ”

I've only known you for a long time, and I'm not a flirt, and to tell you the truth, Maple's not that good with you. What about you, Alsen? ""

Under the influence of the exotic God who unloaded it, his voice speaks to the ears of his best friend, who embraces him with a low and ”good voice," even though he has anger and fangs.

Speaking to my ear, I twisted my body a little, but it didn't seem to make any particular difference.

Based on the whip of a lily named Achara Nata, the sin tying Zhu string named "Xu Xiao" sealed the movement of a beautiful best friend, even though it never felt like tying it strong.

――――

And there's no answer to Grandor's inquiry.

The strings of different warm colors on scarlet clothes worn by best friends, especially when it comes to intense combat, intertwine the movements of their bodies as if they were gentle to forgive.

"He also tried to stay out of it, even when it was tough, because he didn't seem to like being cared for by me.

Well, I remember when I lost my real sister to the fact that I lost Maple, and I had nothing but a hero. "

Though he thinks he has a pitiful look on his face, and is gently tied up so that he is tangled up in a cord, Grandor continues to talk to his best friend.

He said, "I think you know what Netsuruk is struggling with, staying in the king's capital and engaging forcibly."

That said, I stare at the beautiful junior, even if it is delivered in my arms.

Beautiful green eyes, in the form of a look up, were photographing Grandor imitating the appearance of an exotic God.

Watch yourself crowded with beautiful two eyes and focus on identifying your best friend's condition as you seal your movements.

(If you don't respond by saying the name of Netuk or “what happened then", are you still suppressed and “giving in” rather than "giving in"? No, should I say I'm pushing it away more than that)

Either way, he looks the same now, but I can tell he's not the ”Alsen Padrick” Grandor knows.

"- Both Eliphas and Elinus have purified and purified their filth as goddesses of vengeance, and now those who had ties to her are diligently purifying. In the meantime,“ dirty ”will do something about it.

So it's time to loosen the power of Misogi and forgive me, Gabriel. "

If so called the name, gradually, the beautiful eyes acknowledge the Grandor who became an exotic god.

"" Let Uriel out, the vessel man.

Or should I call you as an exotic god? ""

As usual, "assimilation” is no longer possible, and the voice of the same “Alsen Padrick” is doubly shaped in such a way that it still echoes.

"At least in the current state of" Archangel of the Water "and" Goddess of Vengeance, "you can't let an archangel of the earth out of the eagle."

If, when Uriel is put forth, neither the fallen goddess, nor the angel near it, nor the keeper of Hell relentless against sin, shall the angel absolve himself of the existence he sees as his best friend or sister.

"" Please, let Uriel out ""

I felt Gabrielle's resistance weakened wherever she worked the power to bind herself to take in her best friend's filth and sin.

Zhu and Green are present in beautiful eyes at the same time, with a moisturized gaze, complaining to the exotic God who embraces himself, that the beautiful person just "wants to see him".

But the big brown man who unloaded the exotic god, his expression didn't shake a trace of dust, he just moved his sturdy jaw.

"If you mean" Alsen's, "there's nothing I wouldn't ask you.

Even a tear of lies to pull out Uriel!

I wonder how many tears he has endured since he lost his beloved father, "because it's a promise”.

Grandor and Netuark encouraged me to be healthy and gentle beside them dripping with sadness and spiciness in a pitiful way.

Make the feelings of the loved ones around you a priority over your own pain.

And now, I'm sure, dirty to the limit, I take it in myself to help my best friend, and I don't retain my will as Arsene.

(Shut up, you'll be angry at me for trying to give Eliphas back.)

The tongue-in-cheek sound of "chip” zeroed out the beautiful angel's lips.

After confirming that the tongue-beating sound was really only slight but delayed, Gwey and Grandor now raise the corner of the mouth with fangs.

The expression may also be the creation of the face of an angry exotic God, but it also possesses far more ruthlessness from the atmosphere reputed as a good man.

"The habit of" tongue-beating ”when things are not well planned is a common habit for Gabriel and Arsen alike.

Now, it's like the next generation of disciples are going to play the Goddess's filth, so let's play the final filth, too. "

Weakening the force of the arm I was trying to wrap around, puzzles me on the beautiful face I tongued earlier.

(Hmm, confused faces, Gabrielle and Arsene suck.)

With that in mind, he stares at Alsen's fine sword, which overlaps and falls beside the two bodies, and the great sword, which is now reshaping in shape, in a supportive state that embraces them to envelop them.

My sword had changed shape, and now I had unleashed Luoyi the Garuda as Achara Nata's three swords, turning to the fine sword that it was the shape of my best friend's father, burning the filth.

(Using the power of Achara Nata, holding it with the power of a cord, the fouling of the part that can be fastened was roughly shredded by the Garuda Luo flame.

Even so, Netuark guy.

In anticipation of the fact that Washi was like this, and that he was still spitefully aware of Arsen earlier, even confronting “Gabrielle” like this right now -, I guess.)

“Oh, the king is like the king, let people's feelings and emotions go through and stick to the situation and reality that convinces them."

Grandor also knows that he reminds his old friends of it and makes them do it.

(But in this way, every time I “tease” Arsene with me, I'm stubborn)

Last night, when I gave Alsen my magic to a junior who was close to being sucked up by a picture book in the living room bedroom.

Grandor, could you really want to beat me up?

At that time, my bad friend and old friend confirmed it.

“Son, let me bum Netuark after everything's safe - no, if I'm back in the rabbit form, I'll slap him all over my body."

And I was going to admit it when I said that.

Even though I haven't seen him properly in about ten years, I forgot.

Grandor still thinks about the flow that led to this situation.

At the ceremony, the "Prime Minister of Hell” visited Eliphas and her husband where Grandor was no longer present.

(So did Eliphas persuade Arsen, or did the prime minister of Hell more abet Gabriel?

Whatever it was, it was filthy enough to make the water archangel "muddy water” all at once)

And perhaps her beautiful and junior best friend had taken Eliphas' filth into her own way, which the filth had accumulated.

Otherwise, it can be expected that she will cease to exist before she "mourns" or does anything in the name of the two goddesses.

(But if Eliphas' body couldn't help but be the limit, what the hell “triggered" it, and now it's all right -)

Has something happened to this place called Robrow that has shaken what has been “equilibrium"?

- Grandor, I can clean up "once," thank you.

Let's think about the trigger now.

And it's precisely when I try to think about that part that a voice of sage echoes in my head.

It is delivered immediately to Grandor from the octagonal earth, where the telepathy of Netsuerk is underneath, as if to interrupt.

If you directed your gaze towards Eliphas ”suppressing" Shauna Kuna God (Suzuno) and the boy's butler, you're just trying to maintain the status quo.

I realized that I was uncomfortable getting in the way without going through the long-standing user demon, which is a relay.

(Jeez, this guy doesn't want me to “think" about it, rather than make it worse. Yeah, you'd better think about what Netuak is doing.)

Grandor thinks of his predictions as he walls them up to keep them from being distracted by bad and old friends.

But you were a little brave, Netuk.

Conversely, even when I realize it.

The change in existence that the wise man wants to “protect” no matter what he places did come to this place, and there was.

The owner of a tool that gently intertwines and binds himself, who is still an exotic god, and his best friend, who is on the verge of fallen angels, to a juicy string.

And talk about haunting the bearers of that history.

(Well, let's find out when we get back to Wangdu -)

"Hey, Alsen?

If I spoke to my best friend as usual, I gently circled around my best friend's neck, as if I had been tangled up to Grandor's feelings, with a string of vermilion stretched out and I could see the whiteness among the Garuda Luo flames.

Instead of the strings strangling him, he surrounded his neck, as if to encourage him to speak out, and his tip touched his shaped lips.

"- Gran."

If you heard that voice that doesn't double, Grandor shows his sturdy teeth and smiles what he calls a good man.

"Oh, leave it to me"

This word goes out to the four best friends who have ever been on edge, who believe in themselves.

Especially now I recall again the words of someone with hair and eyes who will never see us again, similar to the colour of the flames that surround us.

- So from now on, no matter how bad the story is, if Grandor and Arsene heard it together, even if it's a bad result, don't run away from it, because they're going to find a proper "answer".

- Not by myself. But there's a lot you two can do, so, finally, a little better results.

- If I'm "Grandor and Arsene," I can do whatever Netuk can't do, I think so, "I believe."

Turning our consciousness to the twisters that bind us together, we begin to concentrate for the time when the conductor, Netuk, “once and for all".

In a slightly loose arm, if my best friend swayed slightly, I wrapped it around his body even more as if it were supported by a juicy string.

(Again, is there something near the limit for both magic and strength)

The skin appeared noticeably white, not the original one, but fundamentally lacked strength, I could ask.

(However, even if the fouling is good, the Archangel of the Water may be obsessed with the Archangel of the earth hiding in the eagle.

Usually, what do you want to sue so much for "assimilating" and leaving it to Alsen's emotions)

As for myself, with the help of the spiritual leaders, I would also like to solve the part that is close to being lost -.

But I still can't let you meet me in this state. "

I know the lack of forgiveness for sin and indecency of the archangels of the earth who are sending me down every time I train.

"- Ts."

The strings entangled in the white neck also appear to contain the voice seeking an angel of the earth, along with Arsene, the owner of the vessel, so as not to disturb the concentration of the Grandor any longer.

"You can't force it."

If that's what you said to the "two best friends” who were helping you focus now, you looked painful, but the best friend with the beautiful face in your arm smiled with a troubled look on his face.

If you were a former "best friend's weapon," which is changing with a twist, you wrapped it around the gold bracelet worn by Grandor so that you could gently force it.

Then the tip of the cord lifted the left arm of his best friend, who was entangled, after continuing the bracelet.

I see. You mean "these guys" or "Maple."

If he asked in a small voice, he wrapped it around the side of his bracelet so as to affirm what was a "whip".

(Even if you disappear from this world, as dear best friend, Maple, I will grant you your hope)

Grandor, what's going on, thinking about the wall?

An old friend who did not respond for a while was called upon by the conductor to hold it with direct telepathy.

(Apparently, the voices actually made in this Garuda Luo flame are difficult to hear and explore)

Guess what, people laugh a little bad, Grandor floats.

"I fell in love with this. For someone who's jealous, maybe it's just right, you know, Maple?

With a grunt, he tells the twist that is now wrapped around him to help him.

"Whatever, even to the king of this country, it's like slashing a mistake in the name of him."

When I put it that far in my mouth, on the other side of the flame burning in the shape of my mouth, I could see a boy looking back, about to adopt this one.

"- Well, were you kidding me a little too much, too?"

If I could, I wouldn't want Grandor to be distracted from noticing "the brave legs of Netsuruk”.

If you detect what you realize, you don't know what kind of human denature that colored person is going to do this time.

"As it was 11 years ago, so did the eagles. Alsen, let's move on to the next situation, not to be distracted by Netuark."

If in his own arms he saw a beautiful junior nodding, albeit slightly, Grandor raised his face.

"Is it likely that Master Grandor and Mr. Alsen will be able to match?"

Even though the focus is uncertain on the deacon's boy's question, the Shaw-named Ancient God becomes an eyesight for a sense of acuteness.

Earlier, I left the dark snake to the lock, until I looked back to make sure, but I was held back by a flaming wall in the shape of my mouth, and it did not come true to see my two best friends clearly.

"" In the meantime, I know you're not safe, but you're alive.

If we don't get in touch with each other closely, I'm worried about it, and it's not going to work. ""

Leaking that sentiment out of the boy's mouth borrowing his body, making sure the mud wobble around squatting Eliphas pulled.

"Master Grandor, who uses Achara Nata so much, will be fine.

Master Alsen, too, is the child of that Angletham and Balsam lady. I'm sure you'll be fine. "

The butler said so, feeling great trust and slight apprehension in the core of the sage's words, which also sounded as if he was speaking ill.

"" Because I don't want to miss the timing. Hey. I have to go with "three," Grandor, Stu, and Rock "you."

There is a goddess painted on the mud, at the end of the gaze of Louis, the unmistakable Shaw-named Ancient God, and the deacon who looks like a boy.

The mud itself is gradually drawn from the body of the goddess, but it also appears to be tangled with half obsession, as if it were willingly “not let go”.

Even though the mud pulled it up and down, I could see what Eliphas looked like.

"- Master Eliphas."

Just like that, the butler bites his lips.

The look on her face was another different from Louis, who was giving up consciousness to Netuark, Eliphas with an impressive vain eye.

Put your hands on the earth. Your gaze is toward the ground.

I can also peek at what I probably don't have: my will.

And I suppose I should describe it as largely apart, but there was mud sticking to the spots on my face.

Just as the mud falls from the mouth only, and sticks about half the way up the face, the way you look at it also looks like a mask of Apricot keloid.

The butler, who was also accustomed to seeing "a woman with a keloid” in the figure of Eliphas, feels guilty about seeing his mistakes again.

"I'm so, so sorry, Master Eliphas"

When I met her “for the first time in my life”.

It reminds me of a girl holding me by a tall man, her eyes moisturized about me, but staring at me with her cheeks dyed red.

The Lord also thought of the little girl who was “unforgivable" but who was just staring straight at herself as an adorable young lady.

And the sage and the mercenary, the girl who wasn't supposed to be born and the girl who was supposed to be their sister, had entrusted the butler with the skill of staying calm in this world at all.

(And yet, I...)

Grasp the pattern of a fine sword made by modifying the scepter and stare down at the goddess.

And beside it, a darker snake than ever before - something that isn't strange to describe as a serpent - is about to be created beside Eliphas.

And being part of that serpent's "vegetarian” is the “dark part" that this Robrow guy held, which Rock should have.

It was poured out just to say that it was a living copy of Pean Vinegar, who was a brilliant lord, by a lady lord named Karin, a blame.

To the four bloodlines, because they are surrogates but have become lords, the seclusion of the years that should be directed at fathers and brothers.

There should have been nothing sinful about my failure to purify, Master Eliphas.

When my heart shakes and Rock's figure fades from my feet again, impudent to my irresponsibility.

"" Never mind. ""

Sage now speaks to the butler as he searches for a way to get in touch with his best friends, wrapped in a pearlescent flame.

"" But after my husband's dear butler was gone, this responsibility was too much. "

"Sage."

The torso of the serpent of darkness twirls, with an indefinite gaze, looking forward and saying in a double voice.

"" I, too, have made a huge mistake twice as soon as my loved ones disappeared. And twice, 18 years ago and 11 years ago. ""

"Huh?"

(18 years ago?)

That number is how many years have passed since the butler lost a loved one.

However, that should have nothing to do with the fact that this wise man lost his loved one.

But Rock can work so hard that he's going to think about it tied together.

(Doesn't matter, sir, “traveled" in the mansion)

The deacon, who had not been able to accept the loss of the Lord, was not beside him during his journey.

In a sense, not calling him to a place of travel may have been the Lord's ultimate consideration of remembering the time of death.

The Deacon's inability to withstand the Lord's death was predictable.

But I really didn't think about it until that body stopped time.

I can't believe you need the reason for nature in the butler's body until you've broken it.

And shocking enough to forget the role that the surety butler was entrusted to play.

Rock still believes that the Lord, Pean Vinegar, died in the form of life expectancy due to common old age in this land where travellers are said to have “died” in the old story of this world.

That's all there is to it.

With small doubts, with his fine sword in place, he turned only to his gaze, to the God of the boy manipulated by the wise.

When the butler feels that he is looking at himself, he gradually receives a decent response from his best friend.

"It took me a while to connect, Grandor."

When we accidentally answered with our mouths, behind us, we felt a sht standing up, supported by Ars, with signs.

Gaze at Rock as he puts out his octagonal teeth and puts an unfaithful, unfaithful smile on Louis' face.

"If the situation is over and I've had time to talk to you, I'll talk to you as far as I can.

I've made two mistakes. "

Move only the lips and message them without leaving them in the sound or in the shape.

The butler was just a little confused - when "this situation” was over, I didn't really think I had time, etc. - but he nodded quietly.

Pean Vinegar did travel to this place, and the fact that he's gone from this world doesn't change.

But if there is a story about it, even if the death I visited is natural, there was also a desire to know because I accepted the loss of the Lord.

To the butler's snort, the wise man in the boy's appearance nodded with a smile that took away the infidelity he had been showing.

"I've decided to stop whining and beat him up, and I'm ready for you."

"I don't care how you say it."

With a gentle grin on the butler, he relentlessly continues his belly exploration with his oldest friends, without worrying about telepathy immediately consuming his magic.

"Geko!"

Don't use me as a "relay." What did Uriel's vessel mean earlier, Netsuruk?

Via himself, the user demon, who realized that he would not engage in a conversation and was in a frustrating appearance, howled over the head of his habitual hair.

And the lock, whose grievance “was heard," blinks violently and repeatedly.

"- The demon speaks willingly?, and call the Lord away?

"" Ah, Mr. Rock is sorry you don't have “that kind of recognition.

Um, I'd like to "talk that far" if I could, but I wonder if I have enough time.

I can't believe I want to escape Grandor's Iron Fist sanctions, so I need to get back to the rabbit as soon as possible.

Or, since I was beaten, I wonder if I would be slightly swollen or deluded if I returned to the rabbit "" I had been discussing the fact that I had no choice but to be beaten, since I gave him my precious whip.

At that time, although no information had been gathered so far, there were general prospects when I heard stories about the history of the land and the “guns” entrusted to me by the wise men who would become mentors.

However, a beautiful junior whose magic was completely sucked away at the prospect stage, which in a sense became a fine “receptacle”, is used to surround the opponent's obscene powers.

As close to "from the sky", the tolerance was something that Arsene was able to do because she was gifted with magic while she was born.

But I can't help but get beaten up for what Alsen did without acknowledging because it can be a really life-threatening way to do it. However, even in such a terrible way, if a gentle junior asks why, he probably won't be angry at Netsuruk.

And Grandor, who feels like a guardian for that matter, is outraged.

The way people call him "Ho-Han" get angry every day is so horrible that he can't pull it off the face of the exotic god he's helping now.

"" Mr. Locke, this is mine, to myself. ""

"- Yes. Sage."

However, the butler replies to the call because he was asked to listen.

I leak words that I don't care about to get nervous and unwind my tenacious feelings before summing up big things and thoughts.

It was like a habit that had befallen a wise man, who was also his Lord.

"Rock, I mean, there's a lot of talking to me about scholars, not just wise men, so in that case, do it with a gavel, as appropriate.

Sometimes just thinking with your head doesn't even tidy up and leaves your mouth like a spill. "

That can be a word that generally makes you "giddy," but after you hear it, listen to me. "

Not long after we really met, like that, I was told no in advance.

I can see that the sage beside me is putting out that atmosphere right now, so the butler goes out with him.

- Never advance, and never delay, and if asked, respond to hope before the Lord speaks.

Before becoming deacon of the Vinegar family, I was taught by a decree dividing this lord's house that it was necessary for the deacon. - But even, it's the Vinegar family that cares about the people, work with a sense of support for those people.

The man was also the one who took care of Peen Vinegar in place of his former lord, who was barely home, for the sake of his noble diplomatic service.

But I'm not tied to anything called love.

Because he is such a person, if Pean were to "pick up" the boy as his own butler, he would say that he would leave the scene lightly because he was just too old.

However, before that, he took over the job with courtesy and rigour from Locke.

(It's weird, it's like I'm looking back at my life from meeting my husband)

And when it's time to take over more and more eventually, with the word "last" in mind, talk about Pean Vinegar, who has been taking care of the minimum necessary care since birth.

- Master Pean seems to be fine with being alone, and there is a verse where he is accidentally imprisoned by loneliness.

That rock had also witnessed several times during the two travels.

But if I had stayed beside you without saying anything, that was all I looked horrible about.

And I read the look on Rock's face I remembered, the decree nods as if relieved.

- Well, if you know what I mean, that's fine.

- In that case, just be quiet beside him like a shadow.

- "That's it," and for someone who's qualified as a wise man, I can help him enough.

That's what anyone who has watched the son of a lord who doesn't have feelings, doesn't get used to school, and always just paints alone or reads a book says, and gives up his role to Rock.

That's all I told him, and the decree went back to his hometown of becoming even more rural in Robrow.

"" I think one of the reasons my old friend says he's a good guy is because he judges things fairly. "

"Yes."

I know that a wise man who thinks overlapping the words of someone who becomes his "Lord" and "Senior" and who, from a lock, is "young", seeks something in his head, and it doesn't come together, zeroes out of his mouth.

It was just surprising to try to talk about Grandor McGaffin, who is also said to be the oldest best friend for Netsurk.

And to feel clearly “criticized” among the doubly audible voices, and among what seems to be the sage's, is surprising even as I reply.

"" But, you know, I'm twisted, so I take a different view of where "you judge me fairly" is. "

"What's a different way of looking at it?

I think they're asking for a gavel, so I'll just use a short, necessary word.

"" You mean fair, not equal. But I think it's easier to accept people than equality. "

"Thank you very much."

hungry people and those who crave water.

Distributing "food" equally to each of them has only fulfilled one wish.

If you don't give water to what you want, you won't be appreciated.

"There's something similar to the Vinegar family training, so it's only a few things, but I think I know it."

“If you want people to give you something, make an effort to act like you want to give that person something.

Give me gold for what I want.

A look of respect for what you seek.

If you are sincere, admire beyond sincerity.

We must face each other with a whole body of spirits so that the person we seek can give it away with pleasure ”

"But honestly, I hated it"

Because it deprived Pean Vinegar of his liberty and tied him most, because it was also a home lesson.

"-, excuse me, the servant flair plugged in the words of personal affection during the solitaire of the wise man"

But for once, I wanted to put it in my mouth.

Though I don't think it should float, the boy's butler's floating expression becomes sunny.

"" No, no, I don't mind. You're fine. Oh, yeah. ""

Even though it amounted to blocking his own soliloquy, Netsuerk seemed to feel quite comfortable with the deacon's confession.

"" In the preamble to the solitaire, this is also a very interesting object. ""

Netuark was laughing, lifting his octagonal teeth, also a trademark for Louis boy who owes his body, so much so that he could clearly see the end of his mouth.

"" Pick up "?"

(Would there have been something in my words that intrigued the sage so much?)

In the next moment when I had doubts in my chest, the deacon and the boy god felt the little ground.

In front of the boys, a dark serpent twisted up to wrap around the curtain station, centered on Eliphas, which was almost equal to the mud that had been removed, and had never been larger than it was.

And wake up its long body so that it brings a sickle.

(Whether it's my fine sword or the dagger of the song knife of Master Louis' Shaw-name Guna God used by the wise man, it's impossible to end it with the same blow as before)

This serpent probably doesn't have the feeling of being "hit," nor does he have the sage to start talking to himself, but Rock doesn't see how we're going to proceed.

But Locke was "even used" to situations where he couldn't see ahead.

Being caught up in a plot without being contacted or notified is also the fact that the rock has been scattered to the mischievous “husband”.

When your husband was around, he didn't care about Pean Vinegar's safety regarding the plot by not being informed of anything, but now he doesn't have to.

(All I have to do now is help Lord Sage)

And what is required is to help tidy up words that cannot be summed up among the wise.

(No, maybe you want to sort out "emotions" rather than trying to wrap up words and thoughts)

Though he may be the oldest friend and longest acquaintance, the butler noticed that there was somewhere we were aware of each other.

"" Mr. Rock, what do you think is the most necessary "heart" to see things fairly?

"Are you a mind?"

At least, if you don't answer the word "mind," you're being asked.

And you don't have to get that required word right.

I'm just looking for a sound that means something reasonable, to the extent of a "gavel".

"So, is it a normal mind"

"" Boulder, Mr. Rock, that's the word you're looking for in moderation.

It's just a twisted idea that the quality is worse than that. ""

"Because of that twisted, poor quality" heart, "said Grandor McGaffin, who has just received the reputation of being a good man, given that he is treated fairly by everyone?

Tidy up the previous statements of the double voice and whisper the words so that the sage can save time.

Later, a small swing was coming from his feet, and the serpent twisted, and from the tip of his dripping head, the tyrosis and the tip of his tongue were split apart again.

If you look closely, the dark serpent had no place to call it an eye.

The lukewarm phase of the energy just visible from a small nose and a large ripped mouth on the tip of the head, what until then was also seen as a serpent, becomes, in an instant, a disastrous demon of the other world.

But seeing demons that don't seem like things in this world doesn't frighten the boys you're seeing.

(-, my husband used to rarely invoke it in his research, it doesn't even resemble the existence of the demonic world)

Pean Vinegar was "sending back" demons like he was right in front of him, like he was going wild when he called them.

And rarely has the deacon even bothered the wise man's hand, he has ended it.

(But we can't just end this time)

Perhaps Eliphas and the dark mud snake are connected.

Erasing this eyeless snake leads to "mourning" her with the mud slightly on her back.

(Perhaps instead of using the four main elements to overthrow it, we will use the symbiotic flow of "five lines of thought".)

But the wise man still sums up his feelings for his best friend in himself.

"" Ha, Mr. Rock doesn't say either.

And I'm not surprised to see this demon, but I'm personally surprised. ""

"I'm not a young man like this now, because for once, nearly twice as many of the four heroes of the war are getting old.

So what is a "heart" that Grandor McGaffin can see fairly? "

I thought it was impolite, but I was unintentionally encouraged to go ahead.

The butler found out that the "young sage" was hesitant to come this far.

I call myself "human denaci," but this guy raised that "girl."

- Deacon, what do you mean by 'Otenba'?.

When I first met her, she looked pale, but she didn't feel good, and she liked the cute girl at once.

I didn't know the street name, but I was informed in advance that he was a "wise man" in this country, so I was looking forward to meeting him.

It was also a pleasure for Rock to be happy with a child being protected and cared for, just like himself.

Then, although it was a short time, by spending time with the girl, I can see Ars that the child is raised with mercy from the wise man, but is "brother".

Even my brother, who has a disabling place like Ato, had a tender temper that I could care less weird. Over the years, I felt raised at the hands of a wise man and cultivated in a girl.

That seemed like a very good thing.

That's why I hesitate to use terrible words right now.

The words spoken will describe those who deeply trust the girl, in a language that means less and less.

But if I don't use it to explain, I won't pass it on.

As a result, I am worried that an unnecessary "shadow" will not appear in the heart of the precious girl in case.

However, he decides not to ride the butler's "urging" and opens his mouth with emotion.

"" That's right, Mr. Rock just made me listen to something interesting, so shall I say it boldly, too? Grandor can see things fairly because he's really indifferent to everything. ""

That said, to the final confirmation, I stared at the flame in the shape of my mouth.

Although there is no direct telepathy from my best friend, if you look at the condition of this Eliphas, there is no respite.

"I haven't talked about it yet, but I think I've been able to touch Grandor's harp line."

I always have a warm, brown body with the colour of the earth that accepts everything, but I don't let any life sprout in it with the scorched earth of my thirsty heart.

Just faceless. Just there, the earth.

In the words of a wise man speaking of an old friend, on that earth that was cracked, a big brown man standing alone in solitude floated softly up in Rock's head and immediately disappeared.

"- But if you take such good care of yourself, and the sage uses you, when you welcome Master Louis as your adopted son,"

That's what I say, I see the body of a boy that Netuark uses like a puppet.

"" Well, I guess that's because I realized this boy had the same idea as me. ""

"I'm the only one worried about Lily."

For the blood of most of the annoying moon of a woman, the boy clearly said so.

And perhaps Grandor understood that feeling better than anyone else.

However, it is also argued that we should not speak out as the hero of this country and the head of the McGaffin farm, which serves to bring together many workers.

However, the attitude of indifference to the king of the country, even without words, was penetrated by the good saying that "a dusty man like a weasel is better off plowing dirt outside the castle for the good of the country".

"" The feeling that I don't care about anything other than what matters. Fundamentally, it is.

But if you don't behave like you deserve to be the hero of this country, you'll be annoyed by someone you want to be beside.

If you're not a butler, you shouldn't be beside Peen Vinegar. ""

♪ But honestly, I hated it ♪

"Oh, is that what happened?"

Rock certainly did, too.

If you are a "gentle-minded butler," it was accepted by the rest of us to be beside the lord Pean Vinegar.

And I have treated my dear husband and anyone other than Karin, who will be his partner, fairly, as deacon of the Vinegar family.

At its root is the “indifference” mind that it doesn't matter, other than the Lord, the husband.

"" If you have too much indifferent attitude, it annoys your loved ones.

So behave so that you don't get annoyed by someone you really care about.

In addition, make sure that you are in the best interest of your loved ones.

However, as we spend so much time, we will not change the thoughts and beliefs that underlie us, but we will also have feelings for the connections that we have made with our surroundings. "

"For your loved ones", that's all I've done.

That is somehow, for me, a difficult edge to go on inside.

"Yeah, that's right. And I could also realize that the person I care about wasn't made by that person alone, but that until then there were various connections and forms.

My husband has accepted me, so please feel safe. "

For me, even what I “hate” was part of creating that fruitful loved one.

For Grandor, the presence of a nobleman, who is the enemy of his sister, is also now part of forming a mourning best friend.

"" But within doing so, I was indifferent besides my loved ones, where am I supposed to go?

Or should such a "true self" disappear from this world?.

Personally, I know my true friends, and I miss them. "

I heard the "lost voice" of the wise man.

Is it a good thing that the bad parts are eliminated and "disappearing"?

"That's what you were wondering, Sage."

Behind the rock and "Louis," the sound of "kachiri" and pulling iron shots echoes and reaches my ear.

"" Well, the solitaire says, "It's over." "

"Geko!"

"I don't know about the vessel, but Uriel has been around for a long time. Yeah, but since I met Gabrielle, I wonder if she's changed."

The boy's butler opened his eyes wide to the fact that the frog of the demon, who had never pinched a word before, uttered the name of the head of the Spirit as described in the ancient scriptures.

"Is it true, demon of use? Thank you."

He answered the surprise without breaking his deacon's demeanor by simply opening his eyes.

"" "Your role." If you're done with that, I'll do whatever I can, I'll be sure to tell you, Mr. Locke. Just a little back and forth, but please support the "ring". "

"Yes, I did." Talk to you. We'll have fun. "

"Geko!"

I'm coming!

An eyeless serpent, along with a distorted cry, leapt on the two boys.