Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

- What do you want to talk about?

With that feeling, Julian Zaheto is the only one hearing a message in the form of holding Eliphas from behind.

(Hi, the boy I've been calling Sknavico is talking to Angletham's son in a different way than normal telepathy, but I can't hear Arsen.)

However, the presence of Julian and Angletham Padrick from a different period of time, with skin and golden hair only replaced by "Balsam Chan", is now wrapped in scarlet clothes, laying down her body and closing her eyes firmly.

Supporting the son of his sleeping best friend now is that the sunburn on his skin that Eliphas and Anglecomb's son, Alsen, are also best friends, is as black as a big man as he is familiar with childhood.

I don't think we've met before, but I think I remember seeing it a long time ago.

But I thought it was probably a coincidence because I don't think the new hero of this country would be the same after the three best friends, with my best friend's son, who was given over the boulder in confusion.

Even Julian, who has a high probability of encountering such a phenomenon of witchcraft, who has never had an edge in dealing with magic all his life, has stretched his feathers from his back, and six pieces for the first time.

However, by using a great deal of magic so many times that it appeared, it was apparent that both my best friend's son and Eliphas, whom Julian was now trying to wrap up, had been helped by the flow.

(So, the magic used by this big man was definitely in the classics before I was revised when I was a little girl, before the story of the "traveler, goddess and angel of the earth" began.

Even with such an amazing presence, it seems that the only way I can confirm my appearance is by the name of the exotic god, the Lesser Named Ancient God.)

It appears that Julian Zaheto's figure is a state of sight from earlier on to a boy with the help of an exotic god, in a position of gaze that can be pointed at unexpectedly.

It is directed to a position where there is a certain and Julian's face.

However, to the extent of occasional confirmation, I have not even stared.

(Well, since I'm not moving with Eliphas in my arms just now, I guess I won't be coming over and saying anything)

It is about to disappear at the same time as Pean Vinegar's faithful deacon, who made himself available to call himself a gun mourner, including Julian's "dear goddess" in his arms.

However, everyone can be called a person on this scene, each of whom is prepared to accept as having no choice but to disappear or "go back," but the scene is glued with what the disappearing goddess said as her final wish.

Eliphas is going to do his part as a master by the end of the day.

If you are somewhat on edge or even in a position to be hostile to the contractor at work, you must not hesitate to fight.

If you want to avoid it, feed yourself the "eyes that see people" thing.

If you confront someone you don't want to fight, do what you are required to do as a job.

And to make the event a "commandment" that imposes on itself.

(Necessary mindset if you want to be a good mercenary or caution stick.

Now, Eliphas has repeatedly said that he will not suffer, and the hurdle is well below normal.

but if you tried sht, it would be more like shooting a thankless being than a flesh parent in a way)

I don't know how it works, but thanks to the magic put into the red and black coat by Pean Vinegar, Julian's voice is now heard in a different way than words and telepathy in the faces on this occasion.

I was thinking of words that I wouldn't want you to hear if I could, a girl with child-friendly purple eyes who once didn't want to read them, but had the ability (from me) to pick up and read people's minds, thought with her best friend who was good at magic, "building a wall in my heart" way.

The effect seems to be certain, and no one sees a reaction to what Julian is thinking.

(It just feels like the god of Ancient Names has more in mind than I thought.

In the beginning, it sounds like you're talking to Alsen about something.

But you kind of say the Obachan goddess of harp all the time)

- If anyone has the power to bring down me or Osama, the goddess of Koto, I wonder if it would be strange to have someone to bring him down.

So if you feel any sign of Oba. "

As far as listening to the "Oba the Harp", which Shaw-named Guna God eagerly explains, (although it is hard to believe in Russia for Julian, who doesn't like magic) he looked like a boy, but only God, and there seemed to be something to think about at the end of the Eastern kingdom.

However, among other things, it resembles the appearance of the boy and calls him a "princess god" - an atmosphere that is apparently "suspicious" of the goddess of a girl with the appearance of a lovely young lady, even in a state of mourning with a gun, can be perceived with a disturbing gut.

Julian can't hear "Alsensama" from there, so I can't say anything.

However, with regard to the god named Shaw-name Guna God, I would like to move on to a story that has something to do with his "formation," and it leads to some upsetting content.

Unlike the stories of the active boy up until then, even the part that speaks of the goddess of the adorable young lady who is suspicious, as

become a thing of sorts.

While holding Eliphas in his arms, he worried only slightly, but "Alsensama", who was having a conversation there, did something about it, and I can see that the Shaw-named Ancient God is getting back on track as he moves on.

And apparently, in the course of the story, I went back to things about Oba's goddess in the harp, including interacting with Eliphas and the big brown man.

What the God of the Yanchan Boy has said so far is that the goddess is an exotic goddess in the eastern country as well.

And I loved children, and I was invited for the guidance of the princess god that Shauna Kuna god would like to think of, and I could only predict what the boy god would say.

(Thank the exotic goddess for taking care of the princess. If you tried to be the goddess of the young man, you would still be dissatisfied with the extraction of the gods from the exotic.)

I understood the dissatisfaction of the Shawnamed Ancient God, but I'm not that interested in history, and although there may be a fine background there, the gun mourner "flushed".

Besides, if you've still tried being Julian, the more you listen to Oba's goddess in that harp, the more frequently I remember from earlier is childhood friendliness, making the woman who became my best friend's wife - Trenia Bubaldia.

And even though I repeatedly said that the Shaw-named Ancient God was not so close, I could see that I had a good deal of trust in the goddess that she resembled her best friend of the opposite sex.

(Though Trenia said the scarf wrapped around my neck was inspired by the color of the goddess' iconic fruit.

The goddess likes Trenia, as far as I can tell. She's the same goddess she used to be.)

Transparent, even the body that is about to disappear, and the clothes that are wrapped around it are visible in the same condition, and that is the same scarf that is wrapped around the neck.

Overall, it is a red substitute, but if you look closely, the pattern of "grenade", the symbol of the goddess who protects children, has been embellished throughout the scarf since you received it.

Trenia herself learned about the exotic goddess because no one knew the name of the wise man, who was also the benefactor of the "Four Heroes of Peace" and now the master of Netuk, standing on an octagonal earth made on a ravine below the street.

But when I think of the goddess, I also think of what the wise man was saying about nature and the goddess with it.

As a matter of fact, Trenia only talks about the goddess on the good side, and the truth is, there's a little bit of a bad story.

(But you have regretted that Lord Sage only spoke of the "good side" of the goddess.

So 2,000 years ago, through the princess god, I knew the harp goddess, and from the words of the lesser-named Gouna god, I didn't know such a "bad side" -)

While Julian embraced Eliphas, he continued his words of consultation with "Alsensama" so as not to break the atmosphere of the venue to be the god of the damn boy even as he continued to think.

(I like pranks and stuff. I'd like to see it, but it's kind in there. -)

"So, I thought that I might not be able to make that embracing goddess realize the only gun mourner I could see.

Even with my knowledge of nation-building, I can't handle compassion and kindness like the harp goddess. "

Then, until then, Shauna Kuna God, who had made sure not to disturb the pressing atmosphere of the field, moved his head and stared at Julian.

"Maybe he didn't realize it, but he was the one who became a gun mourner, hugging the sister of the Autumn Cherry Blossom Goddess - he's young."

"What?!

I also forgot to be aware of the walls Julian was unintentionally building on the inside, even though the Shawname Ancient God had taken into account, which echoed the notion that I would hear.

Just keep Eliphas in your arms as usual, and I'll give her a face.

Of course, his gaze was focused in the direction in which Julian's invisibility sounded suddenly.

But in it, only Grandor, after glancing at Julian's voice, watched his mouth open so round that he could see the octagonal teeth characteristic of the Shaw-named Gouna God, which fits into the body of his righteous son.

"I wonder what happened to Lord Julian, the god of Xiao Nang Gu Na.

That sounded like a great deal of upset to me.

And I know the jerk-off lad would appreciate reading the air of the field, but I can't hear it earlier. Is he sending out an exotic code and talking to "who" other than Lord Julian?

To a word that also foresees that the best person in control of the situation on this occasion is the God of the Goddamn Boy, Shawname Kouna God closed his mouth, which was now open, so as to tie it into one letter.

Then Julian understands, Grandor says, emits an exotic cipher - probably tells Arsen something.

Until earlier, my consciousness was now focused on the God of the Yanbao, and I could see that everyone on the spot was obviously communicating with "someone".

And I'm sure you're using a signal that you don't understand, but I can tell you that Shauna Kuna is responding to someone who is honestly communicating with "OK".

"Oh, the, uh.

Well, first of all, Julian, who looks just like me, is in what people call a "young" state.

Well, this is the world of people, so it seems unusual, because your shadow brother is "awake," and he's talking about it, and he's supposed to shut up and he realizes it. "

"Gekokokokokoko"

"Oh, so Takashi," Takaguku said, "I don't know why Julian is a gun mourner, but I'm the only one who can see the situation, and as for someone, this place is really nervous right now."

Well, Julian himself, the mourner, doesn't seem to realize that he's young. "

- Oh, yeah. "

With a voice that has become audible to everyone with Pean Vinegar's trick, Julian, while upset, loosens the power to hold Eliphas tight, but confirms his hand without letting go of it.

"Uh, Sknavico, how old would that young Julian look like?"

Feeling Ars' voice coming from somewhere far away, Julian confirmed his hand was something he remembered well.

Grab it to wrap it around your lover's shoulder with certainty, it's at the tip of your tall, long arm, if the four seasons have done another turn, you're about to welcome an adult, your own hand when you were such a "kid".

"Oh, it's really kizzy -"

She was holding Eliphas from the front with that hand, blocking the first and last words she tried to continue as her lover.

- Thank you, Julian.

If you've finished the embrace you're having, your body won't wave healthy to the tragedy that happens to you, but the voice calling someone who became your lover just a few hours ago trembles with joy and sadness.

"Well, please."

My lover, who asks me to kill myself, gave me a strong hug back, and I let go of that body, knowing that we were thinking of each other.

I found myself "back" when I shot out my lover's life.

"Well, I feel older than my brother in a golden or bean coat, but I don't feel like an adult."

"You know, the analogy is subtle."

I got a puzzled look at the analogy that if I had two more years, I would be older than Stu and Ars, who would be old enough to welcome adults, and still not "adults".

I don't know what else to do, 'cause that's how I feel!

"Gekoko!"

If the god of the less-named Ancient God returns to the words containing the confusion of Ars, only slightly muddled, he is purred on his habitual hair by the user demon, who should be his partner, after being complained of.

Julian laughs small as she watches as she continues to hug her loved ones as she watches such child fights.

"No, God is right about the little boy. I must be Julian Zahetto, who doesn't look like a fucking kid."

Express your feelings in words that can be conveyed with a voice in the form of a single thought, in which you can only see the presence of an exotic mourning god.

"... Julian"

I'm sorry, Eliphas, but I think I'm getting younger through your guardian Julian.

In the words, the body became clear, but I waved my hair with a glow that melted green into the black.

"- That's Eliphas on one page of the picture book, and that's Julian Zaheto you loved" Eliphas the Witch, "who wanted to give you a silver ring."

Many times people betrayed me, disappointed me, resented me, but still Eliphas waited somewhere "if I ever met you," because it was Julian Zaheto.

"And no one can be an adult without" fucking kid "time."

Giving himself a really nice "child" time as a guardian, albeit briefly, to be born from a page in a picture book.

Because of that time, Eliphas is determined to defend his will, "When the country is in trouble, Eliphas will take his side", and to take the side of this country, which is likely to be hit by unreasonable aggression.

Then, after meeting the woman (one) who reminded me of what I wanted to do, I was able to get two more best friends.

Still, in the Age of Rage, those who reminded me of "dreams" were flushed.

You will also recall the indiscipline in Eliphas in the actions of your best friend, who was frightened by the flow.

And just like Julian Zaheto, my mentor, I will follow another path with my best friends.

But that was still shorter than Julian and his time as guardians, but it definitely led Eliphas to be proud of himself.

Therefore, if I could, I wanted to convey the feelings and aspirations conveyed by my loved ones, even when I was destined to be.

If he was traveling alone with that in mind, a boy angry at him for making a fool of his dear brother would run into him with a slingshot.

- The attitude of the boy who set it up was almost no different than the one who taught me how to use a slingshot.

I feel intuitive that I have "talent".

So if the boy shot the slingshot as it was, he was convinced he would definitely let the object hit him.

He who shoots at people, Eliphas, he scolds them for being a child.

- I know, Julian.

Although it was a matter of agitation, the child stopped using the gun to use the wrong force.

I got too much scolding and jumping momentum and even flat out, but still don't cry, I was interested in the boy looking up at me wondering.

And if he found out that the action he took was an extension of trying to protect his dear brother as a child, he consolidated his determination to take it away.

"I was able to disciple boys who had no blood connection but could really think of my family, thanks to the guns."

Speak proudly and keep staring at your disciples.

"So you can connect Julian's weapon, a big, powerful gun, to a sweet kid, from a" fucking kid, "to a" shiny guy. "

Although not at all, I must have felt that there was a resemblance between the person who protected me and the boy I raised.

Julian without a family, but perhaps among the childhood tamers, he played the role of a compiler - a brother, tightening his words, thinking that the only time Eliphas could not be involved.

"- That's why, Mr. Stu. Undo the Eliphas you've been waiting for Julian Zaheto, and give them back."

Good polite product, gentleman's language.

And with that language, there's only one person who's going to call Eliphas away now.

"Why, all of a sudden?"

"Dear Alsen!

"Gekoko!"

"Safe and above all, he is the son of Lady Angletham and Lady Balsam."

Her thin but well-shaped lips opened slightly and her mouth angle rose slightly.

"... True, my favorite beautiful best friend is because your skin is white, but your stomach is black"

With the exception of Schutt, the presence of the object "voice" calls on Arsen, who regains consciousness while each gives his or her personality.

"If you're Eliphas, you can show me my belly after you take a shower.

I don't know about Grandor, but he's got a lot of muscle. "

One word after another, Arsen woke up, supported by a successful brown arm, smiling beautifully.

"I don't know why I pinch the eagle there..."

And when I woke myself up, my left hand fitted with Alsen's gloves and the gold arm filling the supporting left arm touched each other, and "Kin" and the metal touched small to make a cool noise.

With that sound, Arsene recalls the words she was asked to say once she was to leave as her best friend.

"And when I come back, I ask for that smile."

He's supporting himself now, staring straight at me with the same smile he had when the heroes of this country told him to do the favor.

"I don't know if I'm back, but how about this smile, Grandor?

I breathed small out of my nose into a smile that could be directed at me, and then I made a smile.

"Well, let's just say you're as good and beautiful as usual.

So, even if you saved your life and regained your strength, can you tell me why you're back at this time?

"Oh, unfortunately, that's" not for me. "I can't. I don't remember exactly, I'm sorry."

Clear with a beautiful face in his usual condition, he pointed his green eyes in a certain direction.

"Well, then there's no choice."

Ahead, Grandor pointed in alignment to accompany it, too, is the God of the Yanko Boy, who is gazed at by an exotic heavenly user and blinks violently and repeatedly.

"Oh, well, I guess I'm the kind of person who explains it?

Until then, I was slightly upset to be stared at by the use of exotic heaven, even though the interaction I had secretly had with Arsene did not appear on the table.

And the cause of that upset is that Arsen has just woken up, but although consciousness is certain, he has entrusted some sort of small and difficult explanation to the god of Ancient Na.

In the words of his best friend and in his interaction with the God of the Yacha Boy, Grandor foresees that far and confirms to the presence of his righteous son's body as a vessel.

"Hum, the fact that Arsen is" to me "means that you left some kind of message in the past to the situation where you are going to be.

Well, let me tell you soon. "

Without losing sight of him, he shrugged his shoulders, as the god of the young man weakened, if he had been told that he had mastered the secret use of exotic rules (codes) until earlier.

No, if you can talk that far, why don't you just let Alsensama say it?

"No, that's why I don't remember.

So please leave a message from me before you go back. "

Smiles that make you feel beautiful but sharp, and theorizes forcefully that you don't remember.

But he even makes an evil guess that he seems confident that he is pushing himself with content that he remembers but the explanation is annoying and he can't help it.

You don't seem to remember.

Once Louis, who is verbally intercepted by Alsen, gave an accentuated look of businessness that he would not (because he doesn't know what kind of sermon to give later).

Alsen also remembers scolding his best friend's apprentice over a magic mirror a few days ago.

Most importantly, a boy named Louis seems to be white, and he is able to grow enough to weigh his own acts of annoying the esteemed Grandor.

So, I also know that the vessel is within the disciple of my best friend, a Shaw-named Guna God of unlimited similarity in nature, but if I lost my mind, I saw it as "Louis Clover," and realized I was talking to him.

And I think that the Shawname Ancient God is not familiar with Louis or Arsene.

"Again, I really don't remember clearly.

However, in this way, I have vague memories until before returning to this body. "

Then Eliphas, he shifted his gaze to Rock and finally looked up at Grandor.

"Eliphas and Mr. Rock, and Grandor helped me out with exotic magic that made me completely unwilling to water, using the ring you brought me, Stu.

I remember because it was a big stream there too. "

To Arsen's words, he nodded, with Eliphas still embraced from behind, even Julian, a being other than the Shaw-named Ancient God.

"So I also remember that the body took off the danger of life.

I just don't remember what the Grandors were talking about while you helped me.

Besides, I remain unnoticed by anyone, and I remember being in a lot of a hurry because of you.

Until I realized that the god was talking to something, I was sitting around here watching it without exchanging it. "

If I had explained that far, now Ars, Arsen's godson, had raised his face and stared at its beautiful face.

The beauty, wrapped in scarlet clothes, who became the mentor who noticed the gaze, glances at Ars as he continues to grin with the sharpness he was pointing toward the Shawnamed Ancient God.

"In the meantime, don't pinch the words until we're done talking."

I told a new soldier whose magic was not teasing, telepathic or mindful, with a grin, to shut him up.

"However, I know about two similar examples first."

"Oh? Well..."

God, who possesses the nature of a little boy and a bad boy, but also the "wit" of medicine and wisdom, sums up the status quo in the words Arsen utters in his mouth.

Put your fingertips on your mouth with the hands of the Shaw-named Ancient God together, and do a little grown-up work.

I mean, Alsensama, from those two analogies, "If I could have gone back to my body, I would have guessed that I didn't have any memories before that," she just seemed confident.

"I don't mean to be full of confidence, though.

If you just say you're not happy that it hit you, it's a lie, but that's the thing.

I'm lightly excited that I'm experiencing what I was expecting.

After all, I know I'm losing my memory, and there's no analogy to the feeling that I'm losing my memory. "

With that said, stroke it with your left hand, which is carving your muscles vertically on your smooth forehead and filling it with a ring under your gloves there.

"- And to be honest with you, I'm still speaking to the god of Ancient Names with the anticipation that" if you know you're going to lose your memory, this is what Alsen Padrick would do ".

Hardly, before I came back, I remembered that Louis was a god with your body in his vessel. "

That's all I said, and if I took my hand off the wrinkles between my brows and smiled like I was in trouble, I let go of my hand that was also on my mouth like the god of the Yanbao had given up.

Then, the hair tied to the formality of the stripping ritual unravels, and he puts his remaining head of habit over the habitual hair and opens his mouth with hesitation.

Okay, I'll talk to you.

Just so you know, I was on my way back to Alsensama, and all of a sudden, I'm in trouble.

After seeing Arsene and Grandor raise their eyebrows, the word "troubled" seemed to convince him that he had no memory of Arsen.

Well, first of all, the only thing I could talk to Alsensama about, and I was allowed to say, "Tell her that Julian Zaheto is young."

"Just now, right after I got back."

I remembered the words that came into my ears as I slowly returned to consciousness.

Oh, yeah. But then, something happened to Alsensama and suddenly she went back.

He hastily told me to tell him what I looked like and disappeared. "

Then, as I recall, I add.

"Oh, I'm telling you, I don't see Alsen when he's unconscious.

Just like Osama and his brothers and goddesses, we hear gunned mourners.

That Autumn Cherry Goddess sister, the Shadow Brother, so it seems I don't have time for a gun mourner who only sees me, so tell him to hurry up.

Alsensama's voice may be an adult, but he said he wanted me to tell him that he was a child. "

"Really, thank you"

"Dear Alsen, I remember losing that memory."

Ars, who felt a paragraph on the story, pinches the words.

"Yeah, let me explain briefly because I don't have time, but one of the two examples is very similar to the situation that Ars had me ask you about when Mr. Lily was caught earlier.

I guess I noticed before I regained consciousness that I had been in contact with Shauna Kuna God.

Also, losing my memory reminded me of my mother when I pulled the information from a picture book that was Eliphas' husband's temporary residence. "

When I tried to extract information from the "King of God at Heights" picture book, in exchange for a great deal of magic and memory, my mother, who was no longer able to grow older, was thankful to have cooperated without regard for danger for her son.

After drawing the anecdote of the picture book out to me as much as I could, he was undertaking all the price for it.

'What's wrong with me?. And what am I doing and being held like this, Mr. Alsen?

"Mother, don't you remember?

Eventually there were no abnormalities in the body of the mother who regained consciousness, but all the information about them had been taken.

But I was proud to be a former hero, a magician, and your lady was surely insured only by a faithful maid to Balsam Padrick in anticipation of what was already about to happen.

"Ma'am, I just got a message from the lady." May I tell the lady now?

'Oh, the reason Mr. Alsen and the others are restless is because of that. Mr. Sugar, please leave a message from me earlier.'

In response to the maid's report, the mother did not panic about the dimensions, but felt awe while her son over thirty.

"I was listening to the birth of Eliphas until I came to this place."

And just as Arsen Padrick thinks of Anglecomb Padrick in it, Eliphas Zaheto told her that he loved Julian Zaheto enough to tell and echo.

We also know that the memory that has been created in this world with "Page 1 of the Magic Book" as one of the nuclei of existence is enclosed by the wise man Pean Vinegar using the power of the Magic Book - Eliphas.

And I was told that, even though it was a page in a magical picture book, I remembered that I "loved" someone named Julian Zaheto, whose past was also trapped, in this state.

"If you want to see me, do a miracle."

Welcome back, Eliphas.

"And even though I am far from my lover, if this is how Eliphas came out of this world, I will do whatever I can to be happy!"

My best friend remembers every word of the beloved told before he lost his memory, every page of the picture book at its core, carved into it, and tells me to my best friend Arsen.

The words were overflowing with love for Eliphas from Julian Zaheto, as if they were the root of her tenderness with a thick heart.

However, Eliphas gave up her connection as a master who gave her free love, and in this world she would never see "Julian Zaheto" again forever.

- So at the very least, I wanted to make sure I didn't forget the kind voice he turned to me and his affection.

And when the angel of the stars fell into heaven, I wanted to help the "husband", who appeared to be a favorite, who retained himself in this world as his companion while serving as the goddess of vengeance.

Like myself, I wanted to win a battle with a deacon in the shadow of the Spirit of Darkness, infused with pro bono affection from my brother to my brother, even though there was no blood connection, and the "Chancellor of Hell" likened it to a battle in formation.

I wanted you and Deacon Rock to get a place to reunite with the angels of the stars, which is no match for us to meet again in this world.

But a boy who hits himself as a disciple brought the heart of his beloved in the form of a ring as a gift from his best friends and a goddess with a gun.

I couldn't believe it in Russia.

However, Eliphas confronted Stu on the lower octagonal earth, built between the gorges, and once he was severely upset when he was used a move that he could not do well without instructing beside him in his skill.

And when they bounce off the slingshot Julian Zaheto made for me as a master at height, I am severely disturbed by the words told to me by Stu.

"My master said it's a slingshot of memories, but it's good to break them."

- Julian, will I see you again in this world?.

That disturbs the "Vengeance Goddess Elinus" and "Pathetic Goddess Eumenis" that the calendar gave herself as a role the moment she found out that her beloved was in some way in this place, in a way that Elifus could not confirm.

But when they destroyed the slingshot, the bullet's firepower also blew away a great deal of dirt, and only decisively prevented it from falling.

Then I realized that the clock that my disciple Shut had brought me had moved, and that the deacon's lock had traveled first, but that the Lord would really wait for me to think of myself like a family.

And it helps my best friends, my disciples, and the edges I've cherished spinning to become Eliphas to try to take in Eliphas, whose darkness has so far accumulated.

My beautiful and dear best friend, who acted close to abandoning me for Eliphas, was also helped by a good friend who seemed like my brother.

Eliphas and the wise man who is far from anything in this world, who uses the power of the god Shaw-named Ancient Na to deliver to the vessel of the Yanchan Boy, were given the seed of the flower of order with a double voice.

"" From now on, I'm going to try to get Mr. Eliphas involved in something called an aquatic tree, out of the symbiosis of five lines of thought that was being studied by the wise man who was paying for this land, Pean Bineger.

Thursday, Tuesday, Saturday, Friday, and water in turn. Generating and going opponents, so to speak, "yang" relationships.

I'm going to sit on your body and suck up some of the muddy water to this species. "

The seeds of the flowers of order, as the mouth of the wise man made them, dismantled the dirt and water in the shape of the yang, and the leaves and stems of the autumn cherry blossoms stretched, on one side of the perimeter, so full of flowers that it was not an exaggeration to paraphrase the fields.

And when Eliphas spoke his true appearance earlier and played his finger only once, order bloomed.

Just one wheel, while the flower presiding over the word of order blooms on its own, Eliphas tastes the feeling of being faded, albeit insignificant.

If many autumn cherry blossoms of buds have blossomed now, I can predict scratching out who I really am in this world, a "page of picture books" etc.

Though it is neither painful nor painful, it still "disappears" because the emotions and common sense as a page in the picture book and as someone who has cultivated it as Eliphas Zaheto made me remember "fear".

However, my beautiful best friend woke up scratching the power of his core magic book, and used a foreign god named Shauna Kuna to hope for me.

"As far as Eliphas is concerned, I guess I thought before I regained consciousness that" even if I wasn't conscious, the power to suck away a page of magical picture books "might also be acting.

So I think he asked the Shaw-name Guna God, who was exchanging words for some reason, to entrust him with the information he needed in the limited time available. "

As the words say, Eliphas snorts deeply at the words of his best friend, who kept the information he needed.

"Well, what's at my core is that my husband may have the ability to suck away memories of magic books, which he calls" temporary residence, "but I've never had the consciousness to use them myself.

I just remember Julian being brilliant and using magic even though he couldn't use it if he got the hang of it. "

Because I was really glad that you treated me like a "lover" even when it was a "page of a picture book", as if I were one person.

"So even if I had the ability, I couldn't do anything.

So, Stu, may I ask you a favor, well, even if I say no?

I was wondering if you could blossom the autumn cherry blossoms that are still buds here. "

Everyone around me noticed Eliphas, who got too early to even hear back, but keeps watching that exchange without touching her.

"I can't do something magical like that."

I want to do something about it, but I honestly don't think I can, so Stu answers that.

"Oh, I didn't do anything magical, either.

But hey, Ars, I was wondering if there was a good word to explain you, but when I played my finger to try things out, it flowered.

So maybe you'll react to the sound.

Then our weapons wouldn't be perfect. "

Then he releases his hand touching the gun and gently strokes the head of the longer forehead he was raising when he was his apprentice or when he was a deacon apprentice.

Though transparent, the disciple could still feel the sensation of the master's hand.

The master, if he had a forehead, would always look like an adult apprentice just a little young, and now he is not in this place, I can remember the other apprentice enough.

But when I say something about my brother, he reminds me of something and won't cry again.

"And more than the god of the exotic little boy there, that prank lover, because Grandor and Arsen's best friends will surely be autumn cherry blossoming some trick"

He told him so in a calm voice, stroking his head, as if to reassure the frightened child.

"Besides, whatever it is, I want a" trigger "like I just played my finger.

I don't care if it's small, big, or both, but Stu is now a very easy tool for me to create the "trigger" that I want - "

If the world had been overflowing with a weapon called a gun, it would have been a magic overflowing world, but it would have been a different and equally good and bad tool to change every situation.

That is also what I think, because in the course of the year 2000, I have seen the end of the road after people gained power with the presence of a prime minister of hell.

(Speaking of which)

- What do you think would happen if you wiped out the wrong power, the magic, from this world?. - My lord.

Aside from his companion, Eliphas, the traveler mouths the name of "sir" who doesn't even know the angel of the stars, but inadvertently recalls how he takes out the object on which the picture book is based and makes a deal.

I wonder if the "traveler" who instigated her husband saw the same tool called this gun.

At least he was told in passing that the wise man who created the gun would never entrust the weapon to anyone else except the gentle bearer he expected, with Julian Zaheto as his first generation.

And it's the rule when you produce something with great power, just in case, as a "pair" of beings, you have no choice but to make two more guns.

Julian also told me when Eliphas, who was a witch - when she became a lover - that the sage had told me the story of "the promise of making things with great power".

"- Master?"

Stu stares at Eliphas, who hasn't changed his appearance but suddenly stopped his hand and words stroking his head.

But I don't have time for that "old story" anymore.

However, to think of it as "not enough time," even with the help of a magical picture book, I had an edge in this world for nearly 2,000 years, but my sense of describing it as not enough was ridiculous.

When he laughs, his anxiety about disappearing in wonder only slightly diminishes, and he lowers his hand, pulls himself back, and puts his hand on his lap.

I stared at the disciple in line and the boy Ars who became his best friend.

If he stared at Ars with a sht lined up in front of him, he blinked his empty eyes violently, but he never deviated.

Ning Lo, "Is there something I can do for myself?" returns Eliphas to me with an eye that gives me a sense of direct health.

Yeah, Ars, there's only one thing you can do, please.

He whines in his chest like he's alone and opens his mouth.

"... Ars, like you, Arsen and me, Ars, will you be my best friend in St?

"Eh, I'm already going to be your best friend..."

To the words, I laughed ridiculously again.

"Yeah, well, nice to meet you."

Though I may not have the edge, maybe the angel vessel boy on this star, who became my best friend with my disciple, winds up at the end of the "magical world".

"Master, do you have something to tell me?"

"Hmm, hey"

I stopped trying to say "good luck".

I know my apprentice hates studying, but I know it turns my mind and thoughts, and I know he's a little evil, but he doesn't really escape the challenges he should be facing.

(Even if you don't have to fight harder to fight in a good place, it sounds stupid.)

"I don't.

Well, then, I was just going to disappear as a bad guy, but when Julian was young around the corner, I was taught by the god of Shaw-name Koo Na.

Let's just disappear like a princess in a picture book. "

Ignoring what his disciple had to say, Eliphas asks God who looked like an exotic boy.

Can you tell me how Julian is holding me?

Nice.

God, the only one who can see Julian Zaheto in a state of mourning, with the craftsmanship of Pean Vinegar, the Wise Man of the Sorcery of the Eastern Country, speaks in detail.

Eliphas nodded quietly, giving a kind of hug back to the person who was holding him.

"Do I look like I have a hug?

When he attaches his hand to the place where Julian's hand is located and grips it, Shawna Godzi violently shakes the head of his habitual hair up and down.

"Oh, it's just that. Even if you can't see him, you're gonna do great things."

If Eliphas smiled again at the inspiring voice of the exotic boy's God, the man who had always spoken of all the shitty dialogue that only the Shaw-named Ancient God seemed to have had a illuminated look on his face.

God, who has the nature of a bad boy, teases all the time here with his octave grown mouth wide open.

We just had a deal.

"This is a celebration. It's a joke."

That's because all the beings on this scene were feeling it.

"Congratulations... are you talking about a couple in an exotic ancient language?

If that's what it looks like, it's even more unfortunate not to be able to show Julian and me against Alsen or Grandor. "

Drawing from his record as a page in a magical picture book, he smiled beautifully as troubled as he stared at Alsen, who regained consciousness only from his gaze but was not moving his body well.

"So how come it's like Washi and Arsen are going to fight each other there?

But now it looks like we've already stepped foot. "

"Yeah, maybe I'll keep worrying about my apprentice for the time being.

But "keep thinking" is something you can do even if you're not there.

Either way, because my figure goes back to normal and disappears.

Please, with a gun ruled by a bullet that's going to be a silver ring, could you shoot me while I'm holding you, before you disappear? "

The phrase "before it disappears" is powered by the fingertips of Shut's gun gripping hand, and the index finger is triggered, so it is triggered.

When he tried to lift the gun, Ars immediately put his hand on it, although the area where he was shot in and injured was painful.

"I can only support you and serve you, but with you."

"Thank you, Ars"

The butler who sees such exchanges of the boys quietly meditates his eyes after smiling small.

"Master, take it for now, goodbye"

After listening to that voice, in the world of rock all the sounds interrupted by the roaring gunshots, but over the meditated eyes, in the autumn cherry fields boasting in the lowbrow of the evening, I saw my lovers hugging each other and the boys with straight eyes.