Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

"" Wow?! "

"Gekokokokokoko!"

"Avoid it! For once, I can't move from this place.

The tail of the mud snake went at considerable speed and momentum, past horizontal, to the overhead sleuth of the pimple above the habitual hair of the hastily crouched Yanchan boy.

"" Oh, I'm sorry. In that way, I'm more self-inflicted now than angry. ""

Wave your arms gently to gain momentum, lowering your hips to avoid reaching the high ground.

If he chased the serpent with an unfocused eye, he would have raised more sand smoke and rammed around with his long torso backwards with the momentum of waving his tail up.

"" More than that, I also need to collect your "treasure" that was blown away Louis.

You'll be shocked when your stepfather's gift is gone when you're conscious. ""

- Louis' sword was given to me by Grandor.

- Then it must be a treasure, just like the whip I got from the wise man.

As a rabbit sage, I was taught that when I slept with my niece on a hookah bet, who has not been my own secretary together in Robrow for a long time.

I have bad eyesight, but I know very well that Lily was about to fall asleep and she talked to me as Nico, and if I remembered that...

"" If I hear that, I'm not in a position to be your uncle. ""

It's bad for Louis, who makes me use my body, and I'm sure a strong, gentle girl will let me down like I do.

"You have to take it back."

One way or another, the wise man was whining about that, as he told his troublesome stinking self.

Louis' favorite song knife, which held the tail of the mud snake in place, was shot out of his "connection" with Eliphas by the bullet of Stu's unleashed gun, when he was turned down.

As soon as the mud serpent gave him a more damning roar than ever before, he was jumping up its song knife.

Fortunately, they flew all two of them, but they're flying quite a distance.

When he was chasing the fallen spot with his eyes, he was in the backdrop of avoiding an unexpected attack from his tail, which was critical for a man named Netourk.

"" And in order not to get caught up in it now, we have to distance ourselves from the mud snake's...

Even so, I guess that means he jumped off the edge with the idiotic power of the fire. ""

"Geko."

"It's not" decent, "though it looks like a bunch of wasted kids to me.

From the goddess, I wonder if it's come to mind that I've been blocked from power.

If you cut the edge like this on a scattered habit, you get hungry. "

In a voice with a heartbreaking sound, the frog told the lord Netsark so.

"" I've seen it scattered before and scorned it, but if I tried to leave, I would obsess and seize it, which in a way is also a flavor unique to people with emotions. "

In the midst of such conversation, a disconnected mud serpent rebuilt his posture by raising the smoke gently.

"" Oh? Will there be spearheads for us again?

"Geko"

If you want to hit eight the quickest, you will.

As Netsuruk and the demon used to say, anger is now unarmed, it is poured on Shaw-name Kuna God in front of him and Takagaku (Taganagu).

"In the meantime, we have to" run away "so that those two brothers and Rock and Goddess don't get hurt right now."

After that, I turned my gaze to my friends, who also seemed to have some healing of the flames of Luo Tian in the Garuda.

After staring into his eyes, he tightens his mouth so that he can no longer see his octagonal teeth, and then the butler arrives, if he stares at the goddess, he sprouts the seeds of order sequentially around him.

However, the flowers haven't blossomed a wheel yet.

"" If you don't keep your distance, it's gonna be a lot of trouble. - Hmm?

Unexpectedly, I notice a difference in the atmosphere of the "demon" in front of me.

Still, when the mud serpent was "crushed" by the magic of the wind on the lock and the part of his head that was missing when he put his strength into his legs to escape.

When I thought a flash ran to the side in the darkness of the surface that made the applied feel tear away, its position cracked up and down.

"Geko?"

Did you rebuild your mouth?

"" Did you bother regenerating your head?

I wonder if you needed some power even though you were attached to the goddess. ""

Louis' body jumps with his last "na" in his mouth, opening where he kicks the land so that he swallows only the boy with the head of the serpent all round, plunging him into the land at height, and the smoke rises again.

"" Well, let's get some distance.

Otherwise, I don't have the power to suppress this one. "

Run out of the smoke with the light body of the Shawnee Ancient God, put the demon on his head, "to make the distance" as planned.

"" As far as I can, especially with the Angels, and most importantly, Louis, you have to distance yourself ~ "

- Mr. Netsuark, I don't know if I should say it now, and all of a sudden, though.

- I'm telling Mr. Ars, actually, I, the angel, I, the angel, I can't help it.

Before coming to this place, if the boy was running honestly thinking about the true meaning of what he told me, the vibration of mud serpents coming after him from the rear and the smoke was rising.

"Geko"

"I don't know how convenient it is for people, but Louis hates me. As an angel, it was a surprise.

Well, Uriel's only interested in Gabriel. "

With Louis' body on board running out, the user demon opens his mouth relatively relaxed as he grabs it by his finned, habitual hair. From a frog's point of view, that's fine if it doesn't affect your "brother".

"" I honestly don't know how far my authenticity as Louis Clover will work.

Like when I pulled the knife out of Lord Apricot, I had to attack Grandor, who unloaded the angel. "

If you look around the height again with your unfocused eyes, the places that would be "scaffolding" would run around, and it would be infinitely narrow.

Fortunately, when Ars and St, Rock and Eliphas, Grandor and Arsen made it a fleeing Netourc because they are at a time when they can be used as scaffolding, freedom still worked.

Behind it, however, a dark-colored mud serpent was twisting herself, giving her a smoke and chasing her.

"" Perhaps Grandor would put Uriel on the table if Arsene had burned Gabriel's filth with the flame of the purification of Carla heaven in Acharanata.

I'm an angel who has no mercy for sin or indecency.

It's like an indiscriminate discipline that Grandor can't move because of his descent, so Uriel is an angel with fire in his theory, so he must have used it to scrape it off with the purifying flame of Carla Heaven. "

"Geko"

"Uriel uses fire because unlike the fire I used, he blames the blasphemer for eternal fire."

So, in this world, it's either lava or magma. - Hmm?

In the middle of explaining the frog. Both Louis, inadvertently puppeted by Netsuark, and the body of the user demon, who changed to the appearance of a puppet, feel that what comes from the rear has changed from sand smoke to hot air.

"" Oh, was it sooner than I thought?

When Netsuruk said that in a double voice, the background changed to sea in addition to the hot air.

"Hey, you don't think I need to support you any more?.

I don't think it's a good idea for now. "

Mouth, as Stu groans, watching as the hot barrel rises from the muzzle to the white nitrous smoke muscle. I take off my earplugs in the beginning and look at my best friend's empty eyes, who is supporting me.

"Uh, Mr. Louis - not Mr. Netuak, maybe he's been attacked, but that sounds fine."

I told Ars to whine as well, removing the earplugs borrowed from Stu so he could make sure he was removed and caught.

Around that time, Louis, who hosted the divine power of a boy named Shauna Kuna, sleuthlessly avoids a rambling, crazy tail beating because Stu cut it off with the power of a gun.

Whether it was to avoid it on the brink, or whether the connection with Eliphas, which Stu broke with his gun, was to become the axis of that muddy serpent (jiku), if he avoided a tail beating, it was so out of balance that it even seemed miserable.

And he raised the smoke in abundance, and saw the serpent of mud hit him with a flip dough (dull).

On the other hand, both the supporting Stu and Ars unconsciously say "ahhh" and leak.

Then Ars remembered his escort, the Sage, as Netuark, who was "using" Louis' body, actually began to flee lightly.

Then, wonder and the feeling that the mud snake is more "pitiful" rises to a boy with honest, empty eyes.

(Besides, if you look like that, Mr. Netsuerk is going to flirt rather than run away)

Apparently, he's going to start being targeted and chased, but Ars is well aware of the physical lightness of the boy the conductor is using this time.

"- Um, has anything changed?

"Oh, it's true"

The smoke is rising and the vision is poor, but I can see the shadow of the mud serpent in it.

"Head, are you back?!"

Shut makes a surprise noise and concentrates there, albeit with poor vision.

"That mud snake, his mouth is made again!

Apparently, he's recreating his head crushed by the deacon's lock and returning it when it's shaped as a time for a dark serpent.

"The connection to Eliphas was broken, but I regained my strength."

This seems like a situation, but Ars doesn't have the feeling of worrying about the conductor using the power of the Shaw-name Guna God, who put the sage demon with the appearance of wonder on his habitual hair head.

Besides, the conductor, with the help of God, who somehow looks like a boy, seems more distracted by other things than the mud snake.

(- Oh, you care about Mr. Rock and Mr. Eliphas)

It seems that the survey was a hit, and I can see that the unfocused and unique gaze for being in the state of the Shaw-named Ancient God is poured from the upper body, which begins to be visible from the smoke.

Locke arrives safely earlier, a silver ring is offered, and Stu shoots the gun at the same time he sees Eliphas smile.

The mud snake raised a roaring, distorted voice from Louis, who housed the power of the Shawnamed Ancient God, to the earplugged boys' ears, even though his body had no mouth, while at the same time being cut off with a gun the connection that had been stripped out using the power of the exotic fire God.

Unlike previous angry movements, both Stu and Ars are breathtaking, like ramblings that have lost their sanity.

But if you saw "Netuark" scratching the heads of habitual hairs, even with that mad mud serpent in front of you, with no attention at all, and watching what is commonly known as "the direction of the day after tomorrow (in fact, he was chasing Louis' songknife with his eyes)," the tension of the boys would be relieved at once.

Until then, the flow was so fast that it was in a state where the butler and Eliphas reunited before seeing each other again.

"That, what is it? Some kind of grass or flower leaves?.

Is there a lot going on around Master Eliphas?

Even under the cloudy skies surrounding Eliphas, which wrapped his white and black dress, sitting on his knees facing each other, the rock he had reached as he tried to slip in, was beginning to overflow with budding buds to shine.

"That's true. What kind of plant is that?"

It is still only in the state of stems and leaves, but I also figured out to Stu and Ars that it is a flowering plant.

"Hey, that 's--"

It's a flower of order and harmony.

Even though I didn't ask for certainty, Julian the gun answers without putting it down for a while.

If it wasn't my fault, it was a voice that sounded just sht, containing "tears", like a little stuck in words.

- For a man named Julian Zaheto, an important flower with a very important meaning, just like Eliphas, who will be the first and last disciple.

Shortly after it was immediately conveyed in its words, the feet sway with grallies.

"Wow, Stu, are you okay?!

"- Damn, shaking sounds more painful"

The sight of Eliphas and Rock, which also looks fantastic, reminds me of a situation that was distracted by Russia but suddenly wobbled at its feet and not there.

There was no disfigurement, but Ars supported Schutt's slightly inclined body.

"You shouldn't have, yes, you didn't kill the mud serpent yet."

Even though Ars, who speaks as I recall, had the support, Stu had a bitter laugh with the gun in his hand.

"I don't think Ars is belly-black, but he's too honest."

But thanks to Ars like that, Julian Zaheto of guns credits his grandson's best friend with a voice that's completely back to his usual, shitty condition.

The cause of the shake was a brilliant avoidance of the mud serpent's attempts to open his regenerated mouth wide and feed what appeared to be a blow all over him to the Shawname Ancient God.

And a few times the sand smoke goes up, and Louis pops out of it with a twist on the head of his habitual hair.

"Should we support you from here?

This time, the Dark Serpent, who immediately regained his position, was also coming out of the smoke and starting to chase the God who looked like a boy.

Shto takes aim at "targeted" and asks Ars as he pursues with only his eyes and once again puts in the power to hold the gun.

Perhaps you have any thoughts, inflating the hem of the ritual outfit, the boy was trying to widen the distance from any being at height and was starting to run.

"I suppose you should have some support - but, Louis, I knew it wasn't you, Mr. Netuark.

It doesn't look like a crisis situation as much as it does with support. "

"That's right."

Again to Ars' overhonest words, Stu tuned in.

"It's the opposite of what's being attacked, Ning Ro, the expression" it's a mess "is close.

So, you don't have to shoot anymore because you're wasting bullets. "

Stu immediately noticed the "cruelty" contained in the words, albeit in such a way as Julian the gun put it out of his way.

"The way you say" waste of bullets "sounds to me like that mud snake isn't around long anymore."

"Oh, so you're saying that Mr. Netsuerk is going to kill that mud snake?.

But I don't have a weapon right now. "

Ars thought he could pinch his mouth as hard as he could when Stu was talking about "the Goddess with the Gun," but he accidentally pinches his words to unbelievable content.

I can tell if Netuark flirts with a muddy serpent who even regenerated his mouth using Louis' light-hearted body.

However, when I defeated him, I felt that the conversation would be different. Most importantly, Louis' current weapon, his favorite song knife, was used earlier to secure the edge between Eliphas and the mud serpent, and then bounced off.

And the direction in which Louis' body, currently puppeted by Netsuark, runs and is headed, appears to be far from the direction in which his song knife jumped and went, although the rookie soldier's empty eyes are slight.

Without a weapon, I thought it might be magic or magic, but I know that Ars used a lot of magic to summon a god of exotic flames, which he had just used with Louis' body.

So no matter how good a man named Netuark was, defeating that mud serpent didn't seem to have enough leeway to use magic or magic.

"Me too, I think so."

It was close to my best friend's idea, so Stu nodded as he stared at the gun to accompany it, too.

"Anglekham's grand apprentice, or Stu's, as he thought. But, well, don't worry about Netuk."

Julian the gun spinned his words to reassure the boys of his grand apprentice with a voice that left him with the cruelty of earlier, although he was flaunted to answer the question again.

"Ars, you don't have to worry about Mr. Netsuerk, that's what I'm saying-"

In the meantime, if Stu saw the neat side of Ars right next to him supporting him in an attempt to convey the words of Julian the gun, Zhu is reflected in his stern, empty eyes.

"Is it time for that big man who burned in the sun like Anglecomb to move away from Eliphas?

Perhaps a flame shaped like that in the mouth of the bird is enough to finish burning the angel boy's filth in time. "

The magic thing is a "tease," and even if you don't know how magic works with your heart in a gun, Julian thinks and says so with a head that often turns around. When the first words came into my ear and more Zhu color appeared in my best friend's empty eyes.

Stu perfectly stops targeting the dark mud serpent, staring in the direction his voice and eyes are showing.

The deacon's boy and the goddess met, even further ahead.

It was beginning to diminish, as if the flame of Luotian, the Garuda building in the shape of a mouth, which was also giving a vermilion edge to the buds sprouted by the goddess.

And in the curtain of the flames that gradually fade away, the shadows float in the form of those who support and meet just like Stu and Ars today.

It's just that this one, because of the size of his body, I knew better that the taller Grandor supported Arsene, to put it the other way around.

(The two of us have bigger bodies, and Grandor has Alsen - ah)

You can see the shadows of wings with three to six wings, each wide spread, on the back of the shadow that floats with the support of the "Pearl Curtain".

(Is an angel one with many wings?)

The boy who hates studying used to only know what it looked like in the unfinished "Angel Picture Book" that Eliphas read to me.

What was depicted in that picture book was a cute, blonde, green-eyed boy angel with only two wings on his back.

So I ask my best friend in the same year of birth, who has been diligent and knowledgeable since the "edge" was formed, casually, as always, the boy who shows the Zhu color in his empty eyes.

"Hey, Ars, is that an" angel "? - Huh!

Schutt opened his mouth with a mild feeling, while supporting himself, Ars's fingers devoured his body so hard that he felt pain.

Although only, Ars doesn't realize it, even though Stu spoke out for the pain.

In addition, the fingers devour and carve deeper and longitudinal wrinkles between the brows into the pain.

(What the hell?!)

I can tell you the pain once now and get Ars to pull the power out of your fingers.

But I can't put it in my mouth.

(Why does "Ars" look so spicy?!)

My best friend with strong eyes, who supports me, is frightened with a whole body of spirits.

Oh, I think I should do it.

"Mr. Netsuark"

Forget the pain, too, and Shto reacts with a voice that echoes his head.

(Good, now Ars is)

Now I can figure it out, whether the magic is my body or something I can't seem to handle.

Thinking so, Ars' fingers, which he devoured into his arms, hurt, but Schutt's feelings made him calm.

And while it may not be necessary for "Ars" to explain the situation, he begins to gather his thoughts with his head around him in order to tell the wise man who sends telepathy.

(I don't know, maybe the shadows of Grandor and Arsen are angels, so suddenly Ars changed his mind.)

Still, his best friend was tightening his arms in his empty eyes with a grip forged with daily workouts on the area on the sleeve of the red and black coat, while still supporting Stu while reflecting the vermilion.

But I can't help but think that it's never aggressive, and it's almost like a little kid wants help.

I'm sorry, Ars. I can't possibly help you.

Apologizing with his heart, he still managed to do something from this situation, and Stu kept thinking.

(That Garuda Luotian flame is diminishing, just floating because I want to see the vermilion curtain, maybe after seeing the shadows of the six-winged angels that Master Grandor and Master Arsen are, Ars clearly changed)

Stu also felt like a conductor and wise man, Netsuruk.

I don't know why, but suddenly I want to help my best friend emerge from a look of anguish, and I can't help it.

"Hey, you don't have to sum up all those thoughts, Mr. Stu.

So, suddenly, I'm sorry, but can I ask you, Ars, for your "wedge" role?

See, this is how I run away, because I have to keep my distance. "

But the telepathy coming from the wise man who picked up and read the idea was a lot of merciless content for Shut.

"Huh?! I mean, what can I do about magic?!.

Plus, crumbs? What is it?

Stu was chasing after a boy who had been told that what he had been thinking was "futile" and forgotten the pain was "taking a distance".

It's not that hard. "You're Als Trad," you can call me straight in your voice, Stu. That'll calm you down, Ars. "

"Oh, is that all you need?

♪ If that's about it ♪

Words like that come to mind in the sht by accident.

"Yes, magic has nothing to do with it, just call on Ars Trad as a friend of man St Zaheto."

"I don't know."

While responding, there is something abominable about Netsurk's voice telepathically conveying the matter of "magic", if not Schutt's fault.

(Could it be that Mr. Netsuark hates magic?) Such a question passes with the pain of being able to tighten his arms with his best friend's fingers for fright in the head of a boy with a good head turning.

(I'd like to ask a lot of questions, but not quite.)

Well, thank you very much.

Immediately after Stu raises the question, telepathy from the wise man is unilaterally interrupted.

I don't care if it's not "the other way around."

The power of Ars' fingers eating into Schutt's arms becomes stronger, as the flame in the shape of his mouth draws another curtain, seemingly "lurking" by two angels.

(I wonder what this frightening is)

Though questionable, the man looked familiar to Stu and remembered himself. Its "beside" and diligent appearance resembles very much the lock of the boy's deacon, just before accepting the loss of his Lord, Pean Vinegar.

Is it my job to say "these things"?

Open your mouth just a little bit, thinking about what might seem like you or Kizza.

"If you just need to call me a name, can I handle it?

But why are you so frightened? "

"I'm more certain than I am." When I tried to use those words, Stu remembered the exchange I had just had earlier.

- I'd be pitiful to talk to myself, but before Stu got here, Mr. Netsuerk told me something pretty tight.

- I mean, "I" was going to get hit pretty hard, but when I was told directly from the front, I was going to feel honest.

- If you want to hear it, you can tell your friend, Stu, what Mr. Netsuerk told you.

He told me that if it was true for me, it would be a weakness.

If this frightened boy's appearance is part of his friend's "true appearance," I want to help him as a friend.

"Ars!," Ars Trad. ""

If it leads to help, I will give my best friend's name in my mouth.

As soon as his voice arrived, Ars looked up at his tall friend as he slided straight up with the eyes of a boy who supported him but was frightened.

"- Stu"

The power of the fingers that were in it enough to devour into the red and black coat, as well as the wrinkles engraved on the foreheads of the two boys, makes for a smooth forehead.

"Ars, are you okay?

Calling his name again, he doesn't pursue the cause of being so frightened, and Stu just asks.

The empty eyes, staring open at Stu, had begun to regain the rigour and honesty he had felt since the time he met him, at the time he was called by his name.

After repeatedly blinking violently, Ars opens his shaped lips, which have appeared on the table with all the words "too honest".

"Oh, yeah, I don't know why that is, but I think it's" okay now ".

Oh, and I'm sorry, "I", like I was clinging to Stu with great power.

If your coat left a mark like this, your arm's fine, you're not paralyzed?

Ars unexpectedly apologizes after he sees the fingertips of the leather gloves he loosens after saying whatever he feels.

I realized now that I was gripping enough to leave a deep trace of the red and black coat that Shut was wrapped around, long old but well tailored.

"The coat is like being forced to wear someone's" ancient, "so don't worry about it.

I don't think you're smart, either. More than that, Ars, are you sure you're okay?

Unlike myself, serious Ars when I tell him that there's probably quite a "origin" to the coat I'm wearing, including my arms, but it's visible to Stu that I care.

So I dared say don't worry about it.

Some of them also meant that "now knowing the state of Ars Trad is of the utmost importance to St Zahet".

The diligent young man immediately realizes and responds to the confirmation.

"I don't know, but every time that mouth-shaped flame that Master Grandor called out was diminishing, my feelings gradually bothered to calm me down.

Sometimes I was really "scared" and when Stu called me by my name, it felt like my feet were on the ground.

Thanks. "

- You're Als Trad.

Truth be told, overlapping with my best friend's own name-calling voice, I also felt like I had been called again by a long-heared sage who was now dazzling.

If you remember the voice of your best friend and his "person," you immediately calmed down as Als Trad.

And with a smile far from the earlier distressed look that surprised Stu, Ars was also able to respond with gratitude.

"No, I'm so thankful."

A boy with a lot of attitude who does exactly what Netsuruk instructs him to do and doesn't think of being deeply thankful every day will blush lightly.

"If Ars is okay, so..."

On his smiling and blushing face, a hot breeze of beatings visited him.

The two boys marvel at the heat and at the same time have a bewildered look, whose faces are illuminated brilliantly by the pearls and the cedars.

This was followed by the "last curtain" of the flame of Luotian, the Garuda building in the shape of a mouth, along with the sound of almost no lag.

"Geckoko."

"I don't think Stu is too familiar with his brother's -" vessel, "though I think he's a reasonably good guy for people. Netuark?

Using a novel that can only be used over telepathy, the demon sends it to the Lord from above the head of his habitual hair.

"" As far as I'm concerned, I don't know if I'm going to say it until "this time"!

Louis - Netuark's "time like this" with a double voice means that the mud serpent in front of him is tangled up in a lava "chain" that shines in both pearl and cedar.

The release of that "chain of flames" corresponds to the power of the exotic God who has finished his role, his best friend who is about to unload the next great angel on his back.

The clear figure is still invisible in the form of a silhouette that has become a backlight with remnants of the flames of the Garuda Luotian.

However, even though the silhouette has a six-piece, similarly unfocused eye, it can be captured.

"" I think the descent of Uriel in Grandor was mostly just used during "people can't help it." Too much, from "relentless." "

A dark muddy serpent deserves the sage's analogy of "no mercy," and is robbed of his place in this world by a chain of lava manipulated by the "angel of sin".

Instead of chains eating into the wound, the brilliant lava was only taking the "place" for that matter.

"Geko"

"I'm so used to seeing it, I'm not so surprised, but it still looks like a miserable sight to people."

On the head of his habitual hair, he praised the "power of the earth angel" that frogs would see for the first time in a long time, switching his feelings for his brother's vessel.

Now from the empty eyes, he returns to the horizontal eyes that are characteristic of an amphibian and an amphibian, and watches as he dyes that body just as earthy as he is in the glow of the lava, in a sizzling color.

"" I generally say this is a sight that is raising the demon, though I think.

Well, there's no sound or voice at all, but if a child sees it, they're sure to have nightmares at night. ""

From the large mouth that even regenerated the corners, the part of the abdominal muscle that touches the voice was chopped off by the lava chain, so I can't even make the distorted voice that I've been making.

A long torso, sharpened by a chain of scorching lava, but still stretches out its torso, widening its mouth and looking up at cloudy weather.

It can be seen in the eyes of a wise man who uses the boy's body as a puppet to look at the sight, as well as in a religious painting that raises a silent curse on the end of his merciless self.

However, the root of the dark mud serpent's shapes is that "the darkness of the mind that behaved irrationally in the presence of no power to disobey" is dusty in the history of man.

In view of that, after being flirted with by scattered Netourc.

The end of time, tied up in the burning chains of commandments by the angel of acquittal, took away and disappeared the words used to slander those who could not resist, seemed apt.

"" As for this mud snake, I guess I'm just getting in the way and burning dirt. "

It is not at all necessary to carefully remove the physical and mental sins and obscenities of "purifying" for the angel of beautiful water or the goddess of affection, with the flame of Luotian the Garuda.

On the other hand, I plead not guilty without accepting excuses or explanations for what has become the serpent of darkness.

This country called Celisanceum, the one who can be an angel vessel of the earth called the "hero of the Ho-Han", the part that is also part of the heart of existence called Grandor McGaffin.

- He doesn't want to betray me because he thinks I'm a good guy.

- By quitting Houhan, he won't blame me for what happened to me, and he'll treat me the same way he did before.

- So maybe the part where Washi is doing it now in "Grandor McGaffin, where Arsen Padrick's best friend is a good guy" is close.

Then when I anticipate and use Grandor's "favorite guy" the longest dating Netuark, I can also be happy with the actions of my best friend in a beautiful junior who will be angry with me instead.

Netuark is Netuark, and because it's funny how beautiful juniors are angry and there's a part of them doing it, they think they're "sneaky" with each other.

I'm sure the big, brown man was convinced as an old friend that if his beautiful best friend disappeared from this world, he would immediately ruin his reputation as a ho-han, etc.

"Geko"

"Because Uriel is more faithful than anyone to his father, who is God, in his role as a merciless angel who keeps burning those who blaspheme in perpetual fire.

Though I think the power of the flames of the Garuda Luotian is polite and awesome, it's very dull. "

But being a demon of use does not break the idea of "the angel of the earth I know".

I wonder if this would be the difference between the "four elements" and the "five lines of thought" way of seeing things.

Some apply multiple good compatibility in the circle, as in the five-line idea, or flexible ideas that create a flow that counteracts and eliminates, while the four elements can only express simple compatibility between the fire-fuelled soil and earth.

But "simple" means easy to understand, and equally easy to accept.

Thinking about that with his uncertain eyes, he saw the dark serpent disappear under a cloudy sky, tied to a lava chain and crushed his existence, not returning to water or earth, but becoming dust and riding the wind.

"" I guess some of the power is amplified because Pean Vinegar has settled Robrow's land god as well -

If you had been on the side of the lava chain without the power of the Shawnee Ancient God and the boy Louis, you would have been lightly burned all over your body if you had a normal human skin condition. "

The moisture in the Kagura dance outfit already worn is flown by heat and conveys even the puppet's body over the demon of use that the fabric is in no strange condition whenever it ignites.

"" Frog, "too, if the bewitch or sorcerer who sees it sees it, should be aware that they will find out that the spec is different from that of a normal user demon at one time." "

"Gecko."

"There are only a few wizards in this world who come into this situation first, and they don't have the strength to come to such heights.

But if you were in this place, you'd be thrilled to see a miraculous scene as someone exploring the magic guide. "

Netsuruk was in his ear as the demon of use was clear and gently cursed to convey such ”clutter to people" so that the ceremonial outfit the puppet was wrapped in would not ignite.

"" I'm almost done serving as Taguku, so when I get back to the golden frog, if I were a sage sage devil of the weirdo rabbit, I'd miss it a little bit. "

I became a demon of use, and remembered a story like I had just come to Robrow to a being who was cooperating with me, and people laughed bitterly, I said it.

"Geko"

I'd like to get back in there and pull like a brooch on Lily's soft hair or on Netuak's soft coat for the Rabbit Sage.

Before I met Netsuruk, an event marked as a miracle in history, when I exposed “what it is” in public and appeared in this world, the demon himself was sporadically spoken with words praiseworthy of being ”cheerful”.

If you've just tried using demons, you've only come to the world because God the Father told you to.

Besides, after saying goodbye to the goddess who finally became my friend via the traveler, I have no desire to deny that one hassle is looking for my "brother".

Frog - My position as a Mikael was that whenever I showed up in this world that I looked just like my brother, I was lightly confused by what I couldn't help but admire, and I even had the feeling that I was being ridiculed.

Until he chooses a covenant with a wise man similar to a traveller, he is a great angel who has beaten his brother to the blade of God the Father, and works diligently with confusion in the treatment of reverence from man as a position of chief to put together the four elements.

But sometimes in order to convey gratitude to God, I do not know what it means to be called by my name, to forcibly stop the life of the living things and to offer them as offerings, even today.

Because if I gave my life and prayed to God other than myself, I didn't feel like I was being treated as a convenient being to help me.

It was convenient to honor and pray for God and angels - and if you speak ill of the word, you were "disgusted" with dealing with it.

Because of that feeling, Louis' statement that angels are good was initially criticized by some for his "brother's vessel," and there were outrageous and out-of-heart feelings.

But with the exception of my brother, I will be able to taste the freshness for a long time.

"Geko"

So, what about angel haters?

"" Hey, that's unexpected, Louis, or the blood of this little kid seems to be "I hate angels."

Honestly, I'm starting to get in trouble. ""

Until now, the most important being for Louis - "I will end a muddy serpent with a dark color that could avenge a girl named Lily".

By conceding it to the conductor until the thought, and laying it on the unconscious base of the boy who accepted it as a puppet, I was able to do it really well.

From the past trauma in Netuark Saxophone's body, he was still comfortable with the "knife" or, if he was bad, he didn't have any symptoms of just seeing it or throwing it back up - though.

"" If Mr. Mud Snake, who is a "hateful" being to Lily, has disappeared, thank you, I mean myself, the cause engraved in blood works, "

The moment I utter that word, the more the girrick and sound echoes to my body, the more I bite off my back teeth and eagle at the part of my ritual outfit.

"Gekokokoko?!

"What?! You mean there was a" blood contract "on Louis' body, like Netuark and Apricot did?!

There was a fine line between his brows if he accidentally grabbed the forehead of his habitual hair with the hands of a fin (Mizuki) and peered into the face of a boy who would unload the god of Shaw-name Takuna in the midst of a hot breeze blowing out of a brilliant chain of scorching heat that erased the existence of a mud snake.

"" I don't know if it's a blood contract, but anything close to it is planted in this little boy's body, no doubt.

And this angel-loathing impulse has apparently led to feelings of "protecting Lily." "

If you manage to mouth it that far, Louis' trademark Yaeke teeth will feed it hard into your mouth with an extension that bites your back teeth off.

"Geko"

"But when I accidentally embodied myself in the courtyard and confronted Belzebule, Louis was a" normal Louis Clover, "even before he sucked his memory out, wasn't he?

I don't want it myself, but as the most "famous angel" in this world, I exposed the divine figure for the first time in eighteen years, without the permission of the contractor, to the joy of making Ars "must be my brother's vessel" and the jealousy with which my brother's best friend was at his side.

At that time, Ning Lo, he was only Louis, a little kid who could wolf without knowing what the situation was, teased by magic that also seemed like a simple trick for Netuark.

"Oh my god, that's disgusting!!"

The truly defenseless Nana-chan boy was purely surprised by the magic that Netsuruk had planted on the rope to make a move like a gnaw and a creature.

"Ahhhhhhh, good response. Mr. Clover."

Before I could hope for a serious battle, the interaction that seemed like a joke that had taken place was the same as the ouoming up with my oldest friend, who was not aware of it, but who had been with me the longest, and I was able to relax.

Even now, I am grateful for that, so if I can, I would like to return this "body that I have been allowed to use" to Louis in a conscious state.

"Yeah, so it's really unexpected that you're going to be so angry at the angel my father-in-law brought down."

Even Netsurk confirmed the tattoo in the section (nod) that made him think about Louis' origins during the "Rico's physical examination", but he couldn't clearly feel the urgency of the boy's reaction when he witnessed "Mikael".

That now suppresses the mind of a boy overflowing with that feeling of "wanting to ostracize an unmistakable angel" with the feeling of winging a rampaging boy from behind.

"" Even if I borrow your body, it's not like the "blood contract" I made with Lord Apricot, so Louis, it's not like I can see your memory.

If you had time and magic, you'd have to be somewhat forceful to remember or peek. "

There is no such respite now.

"" For the last time, just one more time, will you try - "

I admitted as a dear "niece daughter" friend, Louis Clover can have a crowded darkness in his heart, so if he doesn't stay healthy, he'll have trouble being a guardian.

"Gekoko"

I look at Uriel and Gabriel all the way up to the limit, so do whatever you can with Louis.

The user demon is also interested in the future of the boy who speaks "I don't like angels" and makes cooperative remarks.

"" Thank you frog. Even though Louis has already caught a cold, Lily will be worried.

Even if you get slightly injured, you have to put it back. Then I asked you - ""

Eagle the octopus and keep the octopus teeth stuck in your mouth, closing your unfocused eyes firmly.

Focus your consciousness and restore your consciousness of becoming the "Lord" to the Netuark surrounding the green coat that became immovable because of the ancient period of time beneath the heights.

Here, over the round glasses, it was assumed that the eye lid would be opened thinly, giving an even more rugged impression of the tinted eyes that only gave a sharp impression.

"I don't have much information on boulders before I was born as Netuark Saxophone, and when it comes to the" key "that's going to open your mind, there's only a common denominator called Lily."

Like a god named Kuyan Kugu, the body moves the mouth of the only head that can move without moving, and for the first time in a long time listening to one "Netuark," he thinks with a head covered in fluffy colored hair.

"I don't know how time goes, but maybe he's moving, so I want to keep this pace while I can."

In the information obtained through Louis, who unloaded the power of the Shaw-named Ancient God at height, he creates a wrinkle between his brows, including the matter, and the wise man begins his exploration with the information gathered.

"In the meantime, let's just do what the frog says we can"

Louis decided to use the keyword again to entrust power to Netsuark, "I want you to help me protect Lily from hateful beings."

The awareness of "Louis Clover" has still been entrusted to Netuk as a long-established ancient, so the public part will not be disturbed, but the memory of the boy not wanting him to touch it is definitely locked.

The Blood Contract allows us to share information with each other, but not here.

"In the meantime, let's go with Louis, the all-mighty for you, Lily"

I touched the bottom of the mind of an unconscious, habitual hairy boy with the key "I want you to help me protect Lily from an avenging being" so that I can use the power of Shawna Guna God in full.

I have a slight but moving response.

And the part that led to the response was not just the name of Netsuruk's precious niece, but the part about "strength to protect against the existence of hatred".

"After all, Louis, I guess it's where the" will "is contrived into your blood"

Grab what you feel responding to, pick it up and make sure.

"Cono Existence Sae, Inakuttanara"

Though it was not Louis' voice, it was thought to belong to the Shamrock Trifolium, if not the wrong person to be the edge of the boy, the wise man.

"For a person named Shamrock Trifolium, I wonder if" angel "is an abominable being, and that means it was elevated and engraved into his own blood family.

Which, a little more, can you peek into -?, oh "

If you used the key (keyword) "power to protect against the existence of hatred", you'd be surprised that Netsuerk would go further than he thought.

Lord Shamrock Trifolium is apparently friendly to anyone who can handle "keys" and "sage".

While honestly appreciative of this, I proceed to read relatively smoothly the records of the blood veins surname plants in the form of four leaves that mean trifolium, clover and "bring happiness".

Then Louis could see the back of someone he couldn't possibly see, which Netuark had seen there.

There is also a "great sword" that is difficult to deal with when he is not the one with the sword on his lower back.

(But Louis, before you were born, there's no way you can see "Grandor of the Crush of the Aristocrats from the time you met Netuark," and the Lord of the Right Arm of Darkness doesn't exist in this post-tranquillity world)

Some "people" should be connected between Louis and his grandson, Shamrock Trifolium, and his grandfather, but the sage of colour played the idea that wonder and its existence encountered an old boyhood friend from the beginning.

I remembered another possibility, one that could be the reason for it, even though I thought it might be premature to play.

"Oh, no. Grandor's weapon was, like," The Vision of a Dead Uncle, "or something.

Can I see your face? "

If you had spoken of hope and now used the key of "strength to protect you from the enemies" at once, the blood that Shamrock Trifolium would have planted would have forgiven you for it.

He was a brown-skinned boy, just like Grandor, if he'd gotten past the same kind of hindsight of his old friend's boyhood and seen that face.

If the atmosphere and body look very similar, but from Netuark, who knows a person named Grandor, this boy carries with him an atmosphere that seems kinder.

And the face is "convincing enough as a relative," although there are similarities, I can tell it's someone else.

"Although I imagined an older Osama because he said" uncle ".

So, how does this relate to angels? "

If the boy who decided he was my old friend's uncle looked back unexpectedly, he laughed at the white teeth that flourished well on his sturdy brown skin.

Even though Netuark is known as a record, he looks at you. He has a long, tall habitual hair, and he has a magnificent figure with octagonal teeth in his mouth.

The person, too, raised the edge of his mouth where he could see his octagonal teeth, laughed.

However, I can see the mouth of the octagonal teeth and the long hair that looks very similar to Louis's, but the "face" part is shadowed and invisible.

"I give the part that is passed on to Louis Clover, but other information is protected."

I can't move my body, but on the feelings, the wise man was unwittingly arm-wrapped.

There is little material left from the Dark Age in the history of the country called Selisanceum.

It's not that the Four Heroes of Peace eliminated it when they defeated the Fool, but they had previously incinerated everything to the materials and portraits of the existence and portrait of "Clossandra Sunflower" deeply involved in themselves.

All that's left is hearsay like an oral.

"Would it be good if, after the peace, you could just see some of the faces of the foolish Chancellor who tilted the country so heavily?

We don't have much time. "

If he had made Netsurk, who was good at handling information, and he had spoken of it in a way that was close to "losing", his old friend's uncle and his foolish prime minister walked away.

It's only been a short time, but I can understand that these two are very close.

"Just like Grandor and Louis switched you in."

I'm sure the blood isn't connected, but Shamrock Trifolium, a fascinating figure with hairy octopuses, is the father, and the boy, the uncle of an old friend who deals with the big brown sword, is the son.

"So, what does this have to do with angel haters -?"

Then the figure of the parent and child in the record is rapidly distorted as if to answer the question, and the surroundings are darkened.

(I wonder if this is a reflection of the feelings of the Dark Chancellor)

The next thing I saw was my old friend's uncle, some old but still visible to the boy, who tied his body and fell on his knees, and a foolish prime minister holding a song knife longer than what Louis handles.

Unexpectedly, the faceless prime minister turns to the wise man who is "showing" the record and moves his octave mouth to the key phrase "power to protect against the existence of hatred".

(I wonder if the equivalent of my son has "known" to Shamrock Trifolium to threaten his loved ones)

It was like saying, "You're right," but a long songknife swung down from father to son.

My old friend's uncle, who had been tied down, "traveled" from this world, collapsing soundlessly on the spot at the base of a sword.

What I'm being shown right now is that Shamrock Trifolium has bled into the blood, and I don't see any bloodshed whatsoever whether it's for the "minimum record required".

But the collapsed brown skin was zero from the dark earth colored eyes that remained open in the void on the cheeks of a man who was equal to two old friends and melons, and it was only well known to Netuark that he had a thin wet muscle that he had conveyed.

Neither Louis' grandfather nor Grandor's uncle had an unlimited relationship close to their father and son, who never wanted such a goodbye, "had to".

The "blood record" was diligently conveyed to the wise man with the key (keyword) in his hand.

So much so that I had to kill him and smash the vessel?

I was just shown this record, but I presumably expect that my old friend's uncle's presence, which he was to unload as a vessel, is "Uriel", who also presides over the same dirt spirits as his nephew, Grandor.

I don't speak to my voice, but I point my sharp colored eyes at the right arm of a fool who is just a record but doesn't show his face.

Now a long habitual hairy figure to affirm it nodded slowly with a tightly closed mouth with only octagonal teeth out, but the wise man knows that it was not directed at him.

And another small figure appeared between Netsuark and the remains of Louis' grandfather and Grandor's uncle when they were carved into the blood of the Yanchan boy.

"-" Master "?!"

Even though it was a record, Netuark, who did not speak up to the scene where a man was desperate, had surprisingly leaked his words if he found out that the identity of the shadow was "a wise man to be his master."

However, it was much younger than Netsuerk knew it to be, and the robe he was wearing had a good but flashy decoration and was so classy tailored that he had never seen it.

(That luxurious embroidery decoration is from Lord Shakyak Steiner's epic fashion, so if you think about it in time)

In a world without sound, look at the right-handed prime minister of the dark Crossandra Sunflower and the wise man wrapped around a splendid robe with his immobile body to talk about something.

"Does the fact that the master is so young make the Four Heroes of the War a record more than a decade before he was born?

But how can my master's record be so big when the dark right-hand man protects (protects) his appearance?

Even if you have a "key", the Shamrock Trifolium only gives you the information you know, whereas the master shows you everything.

As I peered into Louis' blood record so far, I came to one conclusion by comparing what I had been able to "browse" to what I thought.

"As far as it goes, I don't know my master's name, but I do know what he looks like.

It's only part of the information that can be reproduced in the possession of Netuark Saxophone, which limits the information you can see through the key. "

So while Netsuerk can look at the information Shamrock Trifolium has worked out into his blood while supplementing the information via Louis and Grandor, the part called "voice" will not be reproduced.

You can't even see it now that you saw it over "Pean Vinegar" in a blood contract.

"But then the master will also be involved in the part called" Kono Being Sae, Inakuttanara "" to protect him from the existence of no enemies "?

In the habit of gathering thoughts, after inadvertently squealing like a soliloquy, the mentor, who did not tell me his name until the end, and the Prime Minister of Darkness give in after a brief conversation, the sage in a lavish costume gives in more.

And I touched my old friend's uncle, who had already been a wreck.

The first sage to go to the master was to reach out and touch the eye lid and close the eyes of the earth that made wet muscles on the brown cheeks.

Then I looked up "something," with a voice somewhat higher than the voice of the mentor I remember from Netour.

- It's okay now, your most precious crossandra, or the existence that might avenge that feeling, will not come out of this world.

If I told him so, the tall habit-haired man let go of his long song knife without power and was on his knees on the spot.

And I see "tears of repentance" flowing beside my octagonal teeth.

Netsuruk immediately understood it as "tears of repentance" because he saw his grandson, the boy, in the courtyard of the Vinegar family, similarly "tears of repentance next to his octagonal palate, not yet rising in the sun.

"You didn't really want to crush the vessel, you wanted to erase the existence of the vessel."

I don't feel comforted, but I was turning that word from my incapable body but thin lips to someone who was not in this world now that I was on my knees.

"For those who want to protect, scratch their feet, be discouraged by their powerlessness, weep in remorse."

It's all about eating and tying teeth and just flushing wet muscles next to them, but it's immediately connected to my grandchildren that I've got all sorts of information on - I quickly found out to the wizard of color who's been picking up and reading people's feelings.

- I'm sorry, as long as my powers don't extend.

The wise man who becomes the master of Netsuruk calls upon the Prime Minister of Darkness, asking him to speak clearly and comfortingly, that it was a relationship of kneeling and possibly "friends".

- To Master Jordan, as "Gradol" had asked me to do, I shall put it well from me.

- It's not sneaky to get that beautiful face wet in tears, but all this can't be helped "to protect an important being from an avenging being".

- Besides, I'm not a genius when it comes to "saying words", but I'm going to have the power to be brilliant.

- So you don't have to worry anymore.

In what the teacher also said during his journey, Netsuerk raises a frown and sees that he is likely to be delayed by emotion, and calmly compares the information he carries with the words of the young wise man.

("Gradol," in the name of Grandor's uncle, Jordan? is she the lover?

The fact that the Master deliberately gives "Dear" after his name is a noble lady in this country.

Even so, is the McGaffin family destined for a beautiful aristocracy?

Even at a time like this, I think of things that make fun of old friends and beautiful juniors, but for now, I easily start tidying up information in myself.

As seen as Grandor and Gradol, it was good in the countryside that they tended to align the initials of their names in the clan or, in particular, to align the names of men who were first-born with similar names.

This "way of thinking" is also taken from the "simplicity" of the four elements.

To make it easier for anyone to understand and accept.

By using McGaffin's surname and naming him a similar name to their eldest son, we find out what his position is in the settlement where they live.

(I guess that means you don't have to hold onto your name as a handful of farmers just to grow crops every day)

However, I don't like learning close to such rural customs, and the story of a young man leaving the countryside is often seen and heard in a phase that lasted "tranquillity" for a long time at any time.

Grandor's uncle must have come out of the country for something like that.

The young sage stood up at the same time that Netsurk finished tidying up easily.

- Then I'll be excused for this.

- I'll tell His Majesty the King, Crossandra, too, from me.

- So Shamrock, I hope you get some rest here.

With that said, the still young wise man, who eventually became the master of Netsuerk, disappeared from the place of the record engraved in blood by the right arm of darkness.

Now Shamrock drifts more like Gradol earlier, moves to pull his knees together in a slightly dressed manner, and reaches out to what he thought was his "son".

"I have no choice, Lord Shamrock Trifolium.

Even in this day and age, the art of not descending its existence into this world - crushing its vessels so that it cannot come out - has not found a way to exclude its descending contents. "

While I knew I hadn't heard you, now I really spoke with comfort.

Even current technology and witchcraft that ended the peace and survived the war of aggression do not have the means to prevent it, as a "wise man," Netuark knows full well.

As the sage Netsuark Saxophone, I have only been able to restrict what can be handled by advising the current king to treat him as an exquisitely forbidden technique.

The Chancellor of Habitual Hair held the big boy of the brown body he had buried, feeding his octave into his lips in remorse, and kept crying.

The key (keyword) that Netsuruk was dealing with, "To protect against the existence of hatred" diminishes.

(Louis, is that all the reason your angel is so bad?)

How come "Mikael" has not yet been found out why he accepted it, but the reason why he hates the angel Uriel as having a surname that means "Four Leaves" is well known to Netsuark.

"Cono Existence Sae, Inakuttanara"

So I hate the existence of fiercely taking angels away from the dignity of those who have the role of man as "vessels".

"But I know how many times that feels, right armpit of darkness"

What Shamrock Trifolium wanted to protect from anything was a king named Crossandra Sunflower.

Again, in view of this, we expand the information that we have gathered as sage and eye-catching ears, the memory of the Vinegar family that we can peek into with a blood contract, and the records of the four leaves that we have been able to view through "keys (keywords)" in our colored heads.

The codes and information that are likely to be connected as meanings are then arranged in association.

"Well, let's get it tidy."

Growl small and first, as my first job as Netsuark Saxfawn, a wise man, before the Great War of the Invasion, I turn to the "Poor Calendar," which was in the corner of a forbidden book with "incineration dispositions", pondering with the King's Dagger Sunflower.

There Crossandra Sunflower was called a fool, and the portion of the execution of Gradol McGaffin, supposedly inspired the country to start leaning, was drawn and pasted into the earlier Shamrock Trifolium records.

A big, big, big sword-using brown boy from a farmhouse rising body, who was a good man and famous, a position was also a Kingsguard soldier of the King, and whose Chancellor Shamrock Trifolium, who had no family, was adorable like his "son".

He was a "man" who, in the serene reign of Crossandra Sunflower, could have become a great vessel of existence that seemed to be a force of "marvel", perhaps even in his discovery.

That, if bad, was a force that might harm the most important being for Shamrock Trifolium.

"Maybe the master got involved in something and Mr. Gradol turned out to be a vessel"

"I'm sorry, as long as my powers don't extend."

Sage as an unknown master, and Netuark spent a short time with him.

In doing so, I can see that it is "feeling some responsibility" to rhetoric like that, as a disciple who lived together.

"But, uh, I guess that means I had to lead you as a wise man"

If a man named Gradol was Louis' grandfather and admired the prime minister of darkness like his father, it seems rare that he could be a vessel.

However, if there is a "fact that the execution was carried out" in this way, there may have been a reason in that "era" that cannot be deduced in modern times.

Then, I arrive at the idea that I also bought the task of confirming the "vessel" and came out because it was not sneaky to let Shamrock Trifolium alone carry out the execution.

"Is that something you shouldn't put on the" table "of history?

I don't have any complaints about this at all. "

If I put it on the table, the wise man, who has been involved in a lot of things, takes a breath there, only causing a great deal of confusion to the Prime Minister, but if I don't work on it somehow, it will be a swordswallowing thing.

In the meantime, a division was made between tidiness and "need for further investigation" so far.

"But Louis, how much did your grandfather wish Grandor's uncle would have been glad if he hadn't been a vessel?"

"He has a surname listed in the four-leaved plant meaning" Luck, "and his wit, strength and magic, arguably his anomaly.

It doesn't matter what one's will, it's secretly told like a "curse" to leave the best of the Trifolium bloodline and crush it. "

According to the records Peen Vinegar examined, it is easy to imagine that a big boy with a brown body who thought like his son was important to someone who had chosen not to have a family.

The reason for the "angel hater" being condensed into the blood, which goes on to his grandchildren, is also fully convincing, if entrusted to love.

"I'm sure I got" lost "no matter how I came to the conclusion that I had to crush it"

I can't put an important being on the scale.

However, in a situation where "I can't say that," the Prime Minister chose to be the most honorable relative to his son and king.

"Maybe Louis himself feels like a family member because he has these things."

- What kind of family is that?

"I dream of a family that I can support on my own, and I'm just depressed because I want to be betrayed on my own."

Even if I haven't experienced it myself, I've lived in my "heart" as if to stain it, the longing of all the clans who don't have a family and can't.

"Still, in the end, Shizuba chose not to be a family, but a being with a" flower to the day "in his surname"

Louis Clover falls in love with Lily "Sunflower" just as Shamrock Trifolium is intoxicated by Crossandra Sunflower.

"When these circumstances arise, it's a power that can be described as a Triphonium blood curse, and I want you to be friends with Lily, and I'm asking you to do something terrible."

- So I want you to help the girl, who is about to become our "goddess," first as a friend, with the curse of Triphonium's blood, or with the power of what can be termed bondage.

Before using the Louis boy's body as a puppet and using the power of the Shaw-name Guna God to go to heights, he also used his feelings for his niece, good thing he didn't hear the boy, and put those words in his mouth.

- I'm most happy with Lily, so I'll be happy to go around "that way".

- Osama, I don't know what he's fighting about up there, but if Master Arsen were here, it would be ok!.

Louis himself says, "If you're with Lily, that's fine."

And even though my long-time best friend in a brown relationship is trying to welcome Louis as his righteous son, I can predict that it is my best friend in a beautiful junior year who makes the choice at times of need.

A big brown man and a "father and son" with a habitual hair and octave teeth have grief, but never resentment, even if they don't choose each other as parents and children when choosing their loved ones.

It seemed to Netsurk that choosing someone more important than the affection of parents and children was something he was prepared to do without knowing when he started the relationship without saying, "It's our father and son's relationship."

However, when you are forced to make the ultimate choice, even if you cannot choose, it doesn't bother you to feel that you are "important as a family".

"Grandor and Louis, if you're convinced, I know it's not about my mouth."

[But really, your oldest best friend and our very cute niece could be delighted with that, Netuark.]

The voice of the "goddess" with red eyes and hair that I don't want to hear anymore but won't come true whispered to her only hero from a memory I locked away to show no one.

(Right, like this, "I don't think so," Maple)

[I repeat similar tragedies, that sounds stupid]

Such a voice echoed in front of Netuak, who had so far overlooked tidy information about him.

As it sounds, the thumb wound on the right hand I used earlier when I gave Louis a "temporary contract" to the neck muscle hurts.

"But I guess this pain doesn't compare to the pain of losing my family"

Then he turned only his colored eyes toward the heights.

"Geko?"

"It didn't take much longer than I thought.

Did you find out that Louis hates angels more?

Oh, really?

Netsuruk himself spent quite a bit of time exploring, and although time was meant to be taken because he "encountered" his master when he was young without cursing or thinking about the four leaves, in the heights, he hasn't so much passed.

However, some beings who are becoming demons for me are quite mypaced, so I tell myself just a little bit that it may not be accurate.

(At any rate, it's time to understand the difference in time flow between "outside" and "outside", which is a lot of trouble.)

So we have to keep it together "once".

"Gekoko"

"As Netsuruk said, on the people's side" and "on the history side" and "on the spiritual side" and all that, the more gutsy, Louis was involved in the "history of man" and hated angels in its extension?

I don't mind that the thinking Lord doesn't answer, and the user demon keeps asking questions.

However, since the content was what Netsuerk had said in his absence, he had only rounded out the tiny eyes that could be moved.

"Oh, I thought you were stubbornly disappearing then, but you were actually listening.

Well, if you say it in words, you're right, but if you think people have a lot of things, that's fine. "

If Netsuerk says so, it sounds like he can feel a little sympathy for me. "

Without turning the frog on, I seriously reply that way.

The character of the "Lord", who falsely chose the form of existence in order to establish his existence in this world, was also quite learned.

"Thank you, Louis." I wonder how you're doing.

Consciousness remains oriented towards the "octagonal earth" and asks the status quo.

"Geko ~"

"It seems that Louis is angry, but not physically distressed."

But it's suppressing the likelihood of Netuk going wild. "

"Right. In the meantime, let's lift the" Temporary Contract "once to keep you away from the" Four Leaves "curse.

So, "Parent-child quarrel" before "couple quarrel."

"Gekoko?"

Does that mean you're gonna bump Louis and Uriel?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The wise man grinned with only one side up the edge of his mouth gleefully.