Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

Ahead of Stu shooting out with a gun, the figure of the goddess that was supposed to have been there disappeared completely and instead it was like being wrapped up in an autumn cherry blossom with a "page of magic picture books" blooming.

Elsewhere the boys stare at one page of the remaining picture book, the big brown man with six wings stretched, with Alsen in his support, in a different place - confirming the deacon's lock.

The deacon, who was quietly waiting for the hour after accepting everything beside the Shawna Kuna god, had confirmed that he had become a page in the picture book just like the boys with guns, even though he himself almost disappeared.

And on that one page, if you confirm that "nothing was drawn" - at least, it looked that way to Grandor - you bow your head deep enough to exit the room, quietly blend it into the swing of autumn cherry blossoms and disappear.

(Until the end, as deacon of the Vinegar family)

If God, who looked like the boy next to him, had disappeared with the shooting earlier, he would have immediately closed his mouth, which had been open enough to see the octagonal teeth.

I don't know if you're used to these breakups, but dating someone for less than a few hours was enough to give you a "boring" look if you're gone.

And I get a boring look at the fact that the spirit-developed existence of the shadow, close to the age I should have been beside me, has disappeared in the same way.

"Both Eliphas and Mr. Rock seem to have gone peacefully and quietly."

Grandor speaks a simple word of guidance about how the boys can't find a good place to feel, although he's not going to comfort anyone.

"Did Lord Julian Zaheto, who was in the form of a god named Xiao Gu Na, a god with a gun, also seem satisfied?

"Yeah, Autumn Cherry Goddess's sister hugged me, a little lit up, but she was laughing sooo happy"

As Grandor answers what he asks, the boring emotion falls out of the face of the god Shauna Kuna.

"What you did wasn't to torment or hurt anyone."

Although there was nothing that specific, I felt a little remorse for the fact that I had been asked to "disappear".

(Well, you gave me the word, so I guess both Stu and Ars can come to their own conclusions.)

Grandor imposes on the boys who are already trying to get out of their childhood to organize their feelings on their own and move on.

"- It's just a quiet thing to be compared to the shadow of a lord in a boulder."

I just wanted to put it down with words that glorified "Deacon's Rock" personally, and if I spoke in a good voice that sounded low, then my best friend was opening his mouth this time from right down there too.

"Grandor, what is the magic picture book page going to do?

If you lowered your gaze toward your best friend who doesn't dare to give you a name, and you saw a beautiful face, suppress your emotions and make a calm voice, a junior who doesn't know how it's going to be asks.

From the very beginning, Eliphas came this far because of his anger at Grandor's overprotections, which he had been trying to silently clean up.

And I was supposed to drop her off in this way, but in front of having my best friend and my own goddaughter, it also tells me well that she is pretending to be calm with the will and "complacency as an adult".

"I know you're hurting your chest breaking up with your best friend, but it's not enough to let your emotions flush you out and make you unable to move."

He also thought that he might want to show Ars the response he deserved.

(Well, whatever it is, it would be a little confusing to answer the question now)

I dare to raise my face and mouth my upcoming plans uncommonly with a toothpick in a way that doesn't allow me to cross my gaze.

"The conductor this time, the way it was on this land - cleaning it up with a five-line stream, no, because he seems to be going to" undo "it.

It's just that I guess that's more about getting involved in this place than... "

Then I laugh bitterly and honestly say what I think.

"And with Louis, who still houses the abilities of the Buddha and the Ancient God, he stayed in this place, perhaps only because you've been intruding."

- I would have had Grandor lead me to the other side of the barracks. - I should have.

Yes, Netsuruk himself told Grandor before he "flew" to this place.

"If Arsen hadn't come - the eagle had a lingering belly, but that conductor was thinking about telling the earth he had built in the nation, crossing the gorge, and letting the other side of the barracks return with Louis, who had lost his mind after the dredging ritual.

Well, I might have given up by the time I was dredging because I had been plotting with Lord Apricot along the way. "

When I used the word "plotting," I had a smile that reminded me of a sage of color, one way or the other.

"Then what happens when you come, Stu?

In that case, including about that coat, including the ring I left behind, Mr. Locke's watch, he was instigated by the conductor, Netourk, to carry it here in anticipation of timing.

Besides, if I hadn't come... "

But the thought of saying, "If you know how it's going to go, there's no way Arsen Padrick won't come first."

My personality has also been mastered by the big hands of my long fingers until birth and relationship

Ru.

But the longest big man I ever dated continued to have a bad grin from a Netsuerk neighbor.

"If" Arsen Padrick didn't come this way, "he might have replaced" Grandor McGaffin and St. Zahetto. "

Besides, even if I were to drop Mr. Locke off, that watch I left with Alsen might have worked, but whatever it was, it was a memory of someone hitting Lord Apricot's grandfather who occupied that butler's chest.

And a bullet that was supposed to be a silver ring for Eliphas.

Besides, the clock was originally placed at rest, so I guess I left it with Arsen with Maple's shape. "

If they had said that, Arsen repeatedly blinked violently, so convincingly as if he were a child.

"Yes, it was."

- He's clever and clever, but don't forget to "show it clever" to the wind that's doing it with the yarn pulled behind him as a result.

So, you're two years older, and 18 years ago, you lost your lover and your heart broke, and you're just another person. "

People who are not that compatible, but who are also old friends, thought that even at this time, there is also the majesty of the conductor, and told them telepathically so that they did not sound like children.

"There is also a notion of self-satisfaction when it comes to the rings that I have prepared.

Well, it turned out to be the perfect ingredient to help you. "

"The fact that you're tough on yourself like that is the same.

Well, then, Stu, you must have been careful not to make me regret it. "

The sht had lowered the gun he had erected, but his gaze still stared at a page of magical picture books that still seemed to float in the universe, sandwiched by stems and leaves where the benefactor was blooming.

I'm sure it's depressing, but there's no atmosphere dragged by it, so Grandor nods as he still continues the power of the earthly angel.

"The space, the flow of time, the sounding width of the sound called a sickle capable of cutting through or blocking distorted" boundaries, "and Schutt seemed to have planted it so that he could definitely come here.

In fact, Dinfare and the others who had him pulled up earlier tightened him up to a place where he was not involved, and kept him out until the situation was pursued further.

That said, before you came to this side, you would have put up something like a junction on top of it, somewhere parallel to Seki-kun. "

He gives a slightly frightened look and sees his best friend holding him.

While I crossed the blades with Arsen on the octagonal earth made in the ritual, I could feel and take the great movement of being cut off the double overlapping junction, and I was convinced that Shut had visited shortly afterwards.

"Yeah, I did the trick, but it's not the juncture.

Before I came here to refer to the documents my father had used, I tried to get to the gorge (spiral) just in case the inhabitants of Robrow didn't come in on the other side.

His Royal Highness Gloriosa admitted that it was easy to get lost, and to prevent it, if he left a certain range of decisions, he would "head to his original place" without realizing it.

The technique itself is a technique that inflicts great frustration on those who want to travel, mainly with the power of the spirits, but that is all. "

This explanation of Arsene was now more responsive to the god of the Yan Boy.

It's kind of like "mayonnaise."

"Gekoko?"

If the demon who became the exotic god of Tagangu, who was over his head, made a noise to ask, he opened his mouth small with an uppercut.

"Mayoiga" is a cursed "region", as Alsensama said earlier, if you say it in the East.

One way or another, if you put it in that mayonnaise, you'll be safe in the meantime, and you just can't leave until the guy who set it up disarms it.

But the sickle that Osama said earlier, he can cut out all kinds of space, so he can get out. "

"Gekokokokokoko"

If the user demon makes the sound of the atmosphere "done" convinced, then Shawna Takuna God leans his head in arms.

"Um, but when this happens, if there's a lot of magic in Konkoke East, maybe it was simply like Oba, the harp goddess, passing by, interested in Osama and the guy in my vessel doing a kamikaze dance?

"Who is it? Who's Oba, the harp goddess?

I know that saying "harp" is the instrument of the eastern country, so I made a prediction that it would be God belonging to his country that the Shaw-name Guna God is speaking of.

However, according to the lord, who wears a mask with his old friend, there are eight million (or none) gods in the eastern kingdom, so I don't even quite know the big man who knows his name.

"I think it's a little rude to describe Oba as a goddess."

As my best friend fishes me, when Arsen speaks like that, Shawna Kuna God falls behind so much that the surrounding Autumn Cherry Blossoms shake wide.

Uh-huh!

Even though Grandor didn't react much to say "I don't know," Arsene knew nothing about it. To not show him how to do it, the god of the little boy sighed heavily after he looked heartily surprised.

Then he scratched the head of his habitual hair with a look that came from his heart that he thought was "troublesome" and was careful of the long-standing user demon.

You don't remember that part!

After Arsene returned, I was going to talk to her again about the Autumn Cherry Blossom Goddess, so I was going to talk to her later, but apparently the beautiful person had forgotten.

Still, it seems that there was not much foresight of the less famous Ancient God. It was only at the beginning when it was discovered that "I don't remember" that I had reactions (reactions) that looked daunting, but I also paid them immediately.

However, the overwhelming reaction also succeeds in raising the faces of the boys who remained bent.

Though it was depressing, it seemed to me that the "it was time to move" sentiment was back to sprouting.

And the god of the exotic yankee boy, who has been perfectly able to change his mind when it comes to breaking up already, was worried about whether or not to explain "Oba the Goddess" to Alsensama again.

In the meantime, make sure that Alsensama remembers once and for all.

Remember that song that was used in Alsensama's "Friends" nanny country?

"... my" friend, "and yet... is that a nanny song?

When I was engraved vertically on Arsene's white smooth forehead, Yancha boy's God fell off his shoulder visibly before hearing back.

The demon in the overhead figure also strokes with his finned hands to comfort him that he is depressed by what he does not remember.

Grandor also felt a little sympathy and closed his lid once deep to recall his best friend's friendship, but opened it immediately.

"Did Arsene's" friends "have noble friends that would have a nanny attached to them?.

Rather than - "

If you are an aristocrat with ties from "childhood masonry," you are likely to talk about it before so that there are no deficiencies in Grandor, who hates aristocrats, because there is also public dating.

"Yeah, because the Padricks are shallow aristocrats from your father.

Besides, since my father died, I've just been palmed back with "worthless," and thank you Yunfo for your help, but it's rude to be my friend.

Most importantly, even if I have a colleague or acquaintance at work, I can speak clearly with a friend to a lesser extent than the number of fingers. "

Although his best friend was in front of him, he never seemed to be a nanny or anything, even if he had ever been taken care of by a babysitter.

(Netuark said something about being "captured" or joking about being taken care of when he was careful.

My mother would have had a nanny, but she wouldn't even use it as an example for introducing me to my friends in boulders)

Beautiful people with strong personalities and close blood ties never ask for more stimulation in their relationships, and they are comfortable in the workplace and at a somewhat courteous distance.

"You really don't remember..."

"Well, you said a song earlier, why don't you sing it?.

Friends, you might remember that one. "

To Arsen, who speaks without a friend in his mind, and to the god of a little grudgingly grudgingly glanced at, Grandor advises him so when he realizes the word "song".

Oh, yeah! If you think about it, Alsensama also replied subtly to the analogy of "friend."

"People who say I'm a friend and react subtly?

I have a pinpoint for "people who react subtly by being likened to friends".

However, if you think about whether or not he had a nanny, your memory becomes obscure, but soon you will concentrate on him, as the god Shaw-named Guna began to mumble some kind of rhythm as Grandor advised.

- I'm sorry, I don't remember.

But I expected the beauty to "remember" each other lightly, but it came off.

"What, do you forget these things?

In an earlier exchange, I had heard in advance that if Arsen returned, he would lose his memory, but I am further discouraged by the fact that Arsen, before he could not see him and spoke with the rules (code), would forget even what he had experienced in life.

"Well, as far as I can hear, it was a serene song"

"Oh, yeah, I remember talking to Alsensama, and he still seems to be using it as a lullaby."

To the words of the Grandor and the Lesser Named Guna God, Arsen tastes the feeling of echoing the harp line in the content of their spoken words.

However, the sound is probably played and played, but it does not sound until it is "audible".

(Unfortunately, if you know a nobleman with a nanny, he's the only one you can ask.)

"Excuse me, is that song from Sknavico's country?

To be likened to a friend, Arsen comes in between making sure Ars hesitates to plug the word in before Arsen tries to put an extremely unwanted name in his mouth.

(- Ars?)

Everyone on this occasion is fatigued, but Arsene did not miss the fact that there is a small, curious glow in the godchild's empty eyes.

(... you might want to talk about the song like Ars, rather than pick it up from my memory of Ariel)

I was about to give you a name that was coming up to your throat. Swallow it and wait for the Shaw-named Guna God to answer Ars's query.

"Uh, I'm sure I used it in my country, but I'm sure Obachan, an exotic, earlier harp goddess, brought it to me as a lullaby.

So, yeah, I remembered too.

Anyway, we're going to put in the instruments of our country and braid them. "

If I had provided an explanation, I noticed that the God of the Goddamn Boy himself had something quite sinking deep into the bottom of his memory.

It's as if under a deep well, in a way that was depressed to hide, I even think of the Shawna Guna God himself as something I didn't realize if I didn't think of the words to explain to Ars, or trigger this.

I felt heavily at random, but it was a corner, so if I tried my best to pull it up and remembered, just to explain to Ars, the nostalgic bell of the princess god sounded in my head.

- Hey, I just changed the song taught to the goddess, Shawna Koo Na, will you ask?.

(Yeah? Does this "vessel" have such an acquaintance -)

Earlier, when I was talking to "Alsensama," I didn't recall it as strange, but the voice that resonates in my head and the boy who is in his vessel named Louis apparently has a princess god-like presence to the god of Shawnee Guna.

- I don't mind your seat, but can't you be a little more polite?

It's similar to what you're saying inside.

The voice in the vessel's memory, though not identical, was very similar to that of the princess god.

Naturally the god of the yan boy is interested and when he tries to look at the girl dear to the vessel, he is rejected perfectly.

What are you, stingy?

But definitely the girl - is it to show off Lily, or until then I can only feel a little bit of "hate angels" that was a bit obnoxious even in the Low-Name Guna God.

Even though he was unconscious, he had so far tried to push out strongly the feeling of "angel hating" in the vessel, but with the suppression of Shauna Kuna God, he was preventing the rampage in its current progression.

But now, when I reach for a "girl's name" very similar to that of the princess god, I weaken the angel hater's anger power so that the name doesn't leak.

Apparently, in the vessel, it's hard to reconcile.

"- Gekoko?"

"Why didn't you stop when you gave me your name earlier?" Tagoku "

However, the demon who appeared to be a monster did not respond any further, nor did the god Shaw-name Ancient God intend to persevere in the fact that the vessel was about to show anything.

Well, no, golden brother, I'll keep going.

It was a short object in time, but I tell Ars, who kept me waiting a little while, as long as he remembers about the music.

A princess who looked younger than herself, so adorable, showed me the most that she had changed her tone a little bit before heading to the finish of nation-building, for the sake of the lesser namesake, the ancient god.

Although it is not an autumn cherry blossom, I also remember singing to me in the presence of the same thin red petals.

I thought that was a cherry blossom, yeah.

Pinch those words and go on.

Even though I had my own country, I didn't care how to incorporate the gods of other countries one after the other, but I also told them that I could only think that the goddess, who loved children, who led me gently about the princess god, was not bad.

Though I thought it was necessary to ease my thoughts a little, I also tell you that I fear that the good and precious lives of people will take the form of being sidelined from the country I built with them.

(Well, then, why didn't I remember that important?)

It was in a state I noticed correctly while talking.

In the doubt that had come to mind in me, the Shawnamed Ancient God was blinking violently, while the Ars nodded deeply emotionally after being explained.

"Oh yeah, that's not the original song, is it?"

Then when he looked at the sht beside him, he felt his eyes narrower and narrower, "Never mind," he nodded slightly, closing his lips and gathering his thoughts in himself, and Ars opened his mouth again.

"So during the ritual of dredging, Mr. Louis - uh, the rhythm of the music that was heard when Sknavico and Master Grandor were performing the kamikaze dance of devotion to help build the country sounded different from the song that you just sang to me."

Als noticed a difference in the song, and Shawna Kuna was quite surprised, and the question that arose in him was put "behind" and his thoughts were leaked.

"Heh, golden brother, you have good ears.

I don't give a shit about exotic tones.

"Um, I'm not saying" good or bad, "either, I'm just saying it because I think you're making a different impression.

Well, I think the song is very sweet and good. "

"... Bye, Ars.

Kagura dance entertains and entertains the gods, and the song that the goddess of harp told by the Shaw-name Kuna God is a babysitting song, isn't it?

I don't think there's anything wrong with being different. "

"" Osama, who is big and grows up to six wings, should not be confined to such details, Grandor. "

"Wow, Takashi, what happened to you all of a sudden?!.

Who's voice is that?

On the head of the vessel of habitual hair, suddenly a doubled voice, beside the great astonishment of the Shawna Kuna God, the old friend of those with juniors gives a grand tongue beating without looking around.

Ars and Shto reacted to the loud tongue-beating sound that removed the usual human goodness, albeit of different sizes, followed by the "above the head of the habitual hair".

"Well, I was expecting another timing, and I came to interrupt."

"" No, no, this is really a coincidence.

It's about time I told Grandor that the time had come to clear it up.

If you're anticipating it, interrupt where the god of the little boy is singing and let him go. "

What the hell is going on? This voice is an adult voice, right? Who is this Osama?

Are you sure you're all right? "

"Netuark, what do we do now?"

Face to face with Alsen's suggestion and shut your mouth as the words of God of the Goddamn Boy, who is suddenly perplexed by the voice he has heard since Takagi, who is also an intermediary with this world, are staggered by the obviously intimidating voice Grandor.

Alsen himself, who had just ruled the field, remained held, and stared at the page of a picture book in the autumn cherry fields that blossomed as if to encompass those who were here.

"Besides, this autumn cherry blossom blossom garden, it wouldn't have even let it blossom meaninglessly.

And, Eli... what are you going to do with one page of the magic picture book? "

With his best friend's name in his mouth, he turns his gaze to a brand-new white page, even though he is old enough to be pinched by an autumn cherry blossom flower garden.

"" As for the magic page, I know I've heard it many times already, but I'm just returning it to the torn part of the magic picture book I'm keeping right now. ""

"That way, will this place never be taken again?

Because of the heights, when the wind blew and the autumn cherry blossoms wobbled, the sound leaked even when the stems and leaves overlapped with each other.

"" It won't even be like taking it. It's not even where people built it. Hey.

That's what the gods think, isn't it?

What are you doing? Why are you talking to me all of a sudden from Takashi's mouth, Takashi?

Suddenly the double voice comes out of his mouth again when he resolutely asks about the sudden silence of the god who looked like he meant to be quite close without being turned to words or cowering.

"" You don't have to worry about the frog.

However, Takagi Kuru, who you mediate in order to come out of this world, is my user demon, and I have also matured the role of Kukuyan Kurubiko, who you mediate in order to come out of this world.

Don't you remember being thankful for what you were able to say? ""

Even though the nostalgic name Kuyan Shugu appears and is likely to react, the original bad-tempered god receives a gifted fight while still showing off his octagonal teeth without leaving out any of the questions that have arisen, and asks as he ascends.

"My demon of use, then what, are you the Yin and Yang Master of the Lord of the demon of use who has been so long!

"" No, no, not the Yin Yang Master, but the Eyebrow Ear.

There's only the second one and the last one.

I'm not talking about details like that!

"" Ha, ha, ha, ha ""

While there was a slightly missed exchange, Grandor gave a frightened look and Arsen noticed that his eyes were closed at some point.

I wonder if something's gone wrong.

Even though I'm thinking of such care, my double voice still sounds.

"" Oh, yeah, not if we're talking about details right now.

Next time, we'll create an opportunity, and then you'll be known as "The Hall of God" - "Arsen". "

"- Yes."

Alsen's reply echoed, called to by the voice of Netuark, who seemed to be kidding, and then something brilliantly cut off a few autumn cherries between the flower gardens and danced to the universe.

In a time that should be compared to "a moment" rather than seconds, steel threads tangle from above the arms of the upper body of God who looked like a boy.

Totally familiar with the occasion, I gave Grandor an Alsensama. The boy's God believed, and he was alarmed.

Seems separate and gentle, I didn't even think of the fine dust that the presence Osama trusted could seal my movements in this way.

"Excuse me, Mr. Louis, the god of the lesser namesake."

"Huh?"

Soon after Ars, as if he could not speak, extended his arm with the gloves of those who were filling the ring, supported by Grandor, when he uttered a bewildering voice.

At the next moment, when he understood that the Autumn Cherry Blossom had been cut because of the steel thread stretched out by Arsene, the rabbit sage demon, who was on the head of his habitual hair, twirls, jumps and rotates to make a reverse ascent over its head.

If the frog's body had been earthy until then, floating in space, exceeded half the rotation, it would have been in the same golden colour as Ars' hair - the appearance of the demon of the original rabbit sage.

Then, at the same time, the white light runs so that the fingertips fitted with Alsen's gloves are smoothly lined up from the pinky side, the stretched steel threads shake gently and accompany the shaking flow to reach the tangled boy.

Under which the rabbit sage's usage demon floats in the universe, the shock from the flushed and transmitted light jumps the hair of the boy's habitual hair, which is the vessel of the Shaw-named Ancient God, and his eyes and mouth open wide.

- Let me do something forceful.

By the time Grandor had finished saying that by changing his expression from a shudder to a bitter object, the God's earliest consciousness of the Yanbao was broken.

The wide open eyes became immediately half-eyed, and Grandor inhibited the boy's body, wrapped in exotic outfits, from breaking his knees and attempting to fall into the flower garden while involving a good number of autumn cherries, by gripping the steel wire stretching out to Louis with the hands of those who did not support Arsen.

The puppet is suspended from the top and stopped in such a way that it has stopped moving with the earth's knees in place.

"Als, I'm sorry, but I need you to support Louis' body.

Stu won't support me anymore, but he'll be fine. "

"Oh, yes, I understand"

If the boys glanced at Grandor's words and nodded small at each other, they would surely sit back on the spot with Stu on his knees.

Ars stood up and proceeded to sew inside the Autumn Cherry Blossom Field, which was stretching to the position of his hips, and immediately reached Louis, who was suspended, and held him from behind.

"Dear Alsen, Grandor, I've got your back, so I'm fine now."

To put it that way, first Grandor, who had hung the thread of steel so that his disciple would not fall, let go of his hand and Ars would hold it definitively.

The rabbit's sage demon was still floating in the sky over Louis' head during that time.

"... Geko"

Instead of a double voice, and holding Louis to the sounds of the user demon himself, who sounded sorry for what he was doing, Ars accidentally called out with his empty eyes.

"Maybe it's been a few hours since I've been in gold, but it's been a long time since I've felt anything.

You played the role of an exotic god too, Louis. Good luck with you.

If you're floating in the universe using magic, you don't mind riding on your shoulder or head. "

"Gekoko"

Ringing and responding immediately, the frog jumped on Ars' shoulder.

Unless it was my fault, although the user demon's eyes seemed moisturized, the slightly soothing atmosphere between Ars and the user demon ends lightly with a double voice that begins to be heard again.

"Oh, Ars, you don't seem so surprised when all of a sudden this happens."

"No, I'm surprised. Mr. Netuark."

Als had a bitter laugh in his voice with a heartfelt surprise from the colored conductor, who had a double sound but was now further down the street.

"But maybe" in the direction of the end "and now I feel I'm moving on.

So I can't use magic. I don't know for myself, but if you've ever thought about it, even if you had the power of a god named Sknavico, a boy named Louis must be doing a terrible job.

If I could, I'd have let you go once, but, you know, there was a lot going on. "

A regular "new soldier" seemed to have no connection, and he did not even know if he should be compared to his enemies.

Still, the most impressive of all was the words exchanged after what could be called a battle, and the appearance of a best friend who gripped to help someone he wanted to protect or care about.

"This is how Autumn Cherry Blossoms blossom and calm down, so there's nothing to fight about.

So I worried about your body, Louis, and I thought the conductor, Mr. Netsurk, told Master Arsen to force him away.

Well, I was really surprised to make you look like Arsen. "

"" Oh, the truth is, before the autumn cherry blossoms blossom like this, I was supposed to fly Louis, who lost his mind from Grandor, towards you, Ars and Stu.

Do you remember?

"Yes, because I heard that when Stu and I took it."

Then even with a bitter laugh, remove the part of the laugh, stare at the mentor cleaning up the fine work of the steel thread, which was probably planted on his left wrist, and speak his thoughts to the conductor who speaks through the user demon on his shoulder.

"That's how you say it. Maybe it's called the god consciousness of Sknavico, wasn't supposed to come out?

"" Yeah, the stripping ritual is safe, and all of a sudden the troublesome enemy that came has been baked by Grandor as an angel of the earth, thanks to your help, Stu.

Ars, I also thought that if you're right and you don't have to fight dangerous enemies, you don't have to let Louis take the burden of unloading the Shaw-named Guna God anymore.

I just planned to pull it apart in a rambling way as a way to do it, but it turned out to be the right thing to do by pulling God's consciousness, the Shaw-named Ancient God.

It's not sad, but if you regain consciousness along the way, the sight of Louis Clover will still shock you. "

Apart from the reasoning I used for Louis, "I want you to share your feelings with Lily, who is sad about not knowing anything and not being involved," Netsuerk tells me that Ars Trud, who is unconsciously complacent like his two brothers, can convince him.

"Well, I guess so."

Even though Louis knew with his head that there was no depression in the sight of Shto shooting a gun, even though his benefactor wanted him to, the reasoning was convincing with the value that a gentle boy should be caring for his younger age.

(One day, Ars and Louis are going to bump into each other again because of the "there" difference in consciousness, but now let's keep going)

Keep looking up at the heights with a body that can move with a smile that seems unforgivable just a little over the octagonal earth.

"" But thanks to the accident (happenings) that Shaw-name Guna God was coming out, I could pick up more interesting information than I planned.

As far as I'm concerned, the stripping ritual will be an unplanned struggle that will require a separate report, but once I open the cupboard, it's one of the inagons - something that I liked. ""

The conductor speaks of his situation in his position as an eyeliner, using an analogy of "good luck" with some disturbing food.

"" Now that the ritual situation is over, we can return to the King's Capital with our chests up. "

When the golden frog cleverly said that while moving his mouth cleverly about half his face, Ars also remembered how a person named Netuark was originally visiting this place called Robrow.

"With that being said, Mr. Netsuerk was originally here, if you think about it, and in the magical investigation of the eastern country,"

- Originally, my main mission as an auricle is to investigate exotic sorcery.

- And Lord Pean Vinegar, the first lord of Robrow, said he was familiar with the technique used in the eastern country, and he had been investigating it since he got the information.

If I recall in the voice of Netuark what was described in the courtyard of the Lords' residence, I can hear that voice in double form.

"" Yeah, information from God Himself in the East.

This is rarely the case. It's very valuable.

However valuable this information may be, it does not mean that Louis Clover may sacrifice your body for it.

However, if I may tell you the truth, Ars, that you asked a medium and sharp question about the song sung by Kona Shauna.

The tale of the Goddesses who liken the harp and princess gods told by the Yanchan Boy was very interesting.

But when it comes to contempt for a person's life, it doesn't apply in the current situation.

So, Louis, let me put your health first. ""

The double voice sounds gentle and serene, and on an octagonal earth far below, the colored man lines up the words "in good health" with a cold look that his lovely niece can't show.

When my best friend spoke more gently and calmly than I needed to, two old friends who knew that I was hiding something behind them than purely caring for them, one had their beautiful face bowed down and the other was just a little angry that I had interrupted the question forcefully earlier and stopped.

At the time of his first meeting with Netsuruk, Ars believed fully and listened to his misunderstandings regarding the investigation of the country to the east.

Earlier it was vague, but now that I know exactly why, Ars also loosened the recent situation on his face and turned his attention to his mentor, Arsen had just finished cleaning up the steel thread that tied Louis.

"Me, too, I think that's fine.

It may be businesslike, but I'm sure there's something to learn from history, but it's kind of annoying if you've been digging until you sacrificed something just because you want to know more.

So you gave Alsen instructions on telepathy or something before you could really force him to interrupt his consciousness with the Shaw-name Guna God. "

And now the boy who became "best friend" had such strong feelings for sitting around alone and staring quietly at what was his benefactor.

"" - But you can't "waste" what you've done so far around the corner.

Use this autumn cherry blossom and what was Mr. Eliphas to put an end to this event for me.

Besides, do you remember I have another important job?, Mr. Ars. ""

Only Ars can answer any more in this place, it was a question from the Eye-ear.

"Uh, it's me, isn't it?"

Although I immediately realized what Netsuruk meant by "work", I have some hesitation as to whether it is a good thing to say in this situation.

Besides, the story is understandable that even dull Ars should be treated with care.

"Ars, Netsuark - did you still have a job in the Hall of Ears?"

Even more unexpectedly for Ars, Arsen and Grandor also have an intriguing gaze.

"Oh, yes."

Replying to the confusion, if you remember another job at Netuark, including the voice of Lily, who is naturally and energetically well, reminds me of the obvious.

"Netsurk, could you be - looking for a strong girl, the king's wife?!"

'Exactly, Mr. Lily. Both His Majesty the King and his work as king is well done already.

However, from the standpoint of a king, we cannot move away from the king's capital.

So I was asked to look for a relationship with my favorite type if I could move relatively freely.

Arsen and this one still had Grandor looking at each other as an angel of the earth, that Ars would not answer inside.

(Right, because Mr. Grandor is a national hero to Mr. Arsen, he doesn't even know what Mr. Netsuerk is doing.

Besides, it must be a pretty secret thing, the marriage of Lord Apricot to the king.

So Ars felt more "remembered" than he noticed, and the next time the boy's body was supposed to support him, he moved his body and opened his mouth round.

"That's right, Mr. Netsuerk! Even if we make Mr. Apricot" the daughter-in-law of His Majesty the King, "this is the situation!

"What?!

"How come the story is soaking up so much?!

Two heroes of the country reacted (reacted) with great surprise if Ars spoke so loudly to the rabbit's sage demon, sitting on his shoulder.

I know that Arsene and Grandor are being directed not at themselves but at the frog of gold connected to Netsuark with the added eyesight of "His Majesty's true and false pursuit of marriage", but there is also considerable pressure in the aftermath.

(As much as Alsen and Grandor change their complexion, I knew this would be treated like a "national matter". Yeah, more than that)

"Mr. Netsuark, how is Mr. Apricot doing now-"

In the form of being fished by the surprises of the two heroes ahead, Ars was also concerned about the situation of His Majesty's, and possibly the future queen's, apricot.

Ars also puts it into words and traces his memory as he asks the person who would be ahead of the rabbit sage usage demon on his shoulder.

(Sure, as far as I can remember in my own memory-)

I remember at once the figure of a tall man with white hair, the presence that Ars assumed to be by the name "Belzebub," held by the "enemy," holding Louis while holding his mouth but his voice goes out.

"Ahhh! Dear Apricot, what shall we do?"

"Ars, what's going on?

"What are you so worried about?

Earlier, I looked at "Apricot to His Majesty's Married Person" in a strange way to give Ars a voice to worry about Apricot, even though he was all there to surprise him.

"Um, as far as I can remember, Lord Apricot is unconscious at the end of the street stage, and Lord Belzebub is beside him as an enemy, that, but"

The previous stream, which originally begins with the stripping ritual, is too awesome for a boy who will finally be 18 in the summer, trying to cross the tolerances for the first time today.

Still, even though the subject of Ars' escort was the conductor, Netsurk, he felt responsible for not even paying attention to Apricot, who had lost his mind, and accidentally turned his gaze in the direction of the street.

In an empty eye movement toward the street that blended in the colour of worry while supporting his disciple, Grandor noticed a worrying case of a new soldier.

"Oh, then you'd normally be fighting in the streets, so let's not worry.

Even on my way here, I saw it in Washi and Stu. "

In a calmly low voice, the big brown man supporting the beautiful mentor tells Ars in advance.

"You were regaining consciousness of what you were fighting for!.

Good... I'm sure it will, but then I have to go and help. "

I gradually notice there.

Everyone but myself in this room knows that Apricot Vinegar is fighting, and at least his mentor and his best friend are not worried about the battle of one woman, the lord of the land.

Once again Grandor whispers to Ars, who is surprised by the matter, "Oh", perceiving the worry.

"Well, Ars doesn't mean Lord Apricot's seriousness, or the occasion to fight, but he didn't see what she was capable of.

Once in the street, if you're looking at the strength of your opponent, you can't help but worry. "

"Right. If you were watching the pre-practice of the dance with Netsuruk of the ritual of stripping in Zao, you'd be glad Ars didn't have to worry that much either.

If you haven't seen her, maybe you can't help but understand her strength. "

Grandor and Arsen just say "no choice" and don't try to move themselves.

"Is the strength of Master Apricot that great?

"For once, this morning, two jokingly noisy Louis and Ars have been reported to have been" stroked "by one Lord Apricot to make them sit up front.

Did they "scold" you both briefly?.

I've been working out Louis quite a bit for a while, and you've been trained by Alsen, and yet you've been tightened up without any resistance to Lord Apricot Vinegar.

That's how the reports are coming up. "

"Oh, you know, it's"

I do remember being scolded by Apricot, along with the Yanchan kid now supported by Ars, but somehow I have no memory of when he was "knocked down".

But I remember a conversation I had with her, including Louis, when she was probably knocked down, tightened up and reclaimed her memory.

Master Apricot, did you defeat Mr. Ars?

Word Louis uttered, but it was also Ars' feeling.

I don't mean to be overwhelmed by my strength, but I remember being guided by a sword if I'm not Arsene, not even a hero who tried and defended my country in a military school.

"- I think this is the situation because I could take it down?

But the nobleman with the mask answered that with courage.

I'm as strong as that rabbit sage, aren't I?

He even said that as he poked Louis' forehead, now held by Ars, with his hands fitted with leather gloves of much age.

(But even if you say "Rabbit Sage" is strong...)

When you think about it, Ars himself has never seen anything called "where the rabbit sage fights," so he doesn't know exactly how strong it is.

In the magical mansion of the guarded forest before, he confronted the assassin (Assassin), but after Ars physically escorted him in the avant-garde, he cleverly used the incompatible spirit of water and flame to create a phantom in the mirage, flirting, and finally, with a knife wrapped around the thunderous spirit, stunned and finished.

(I wonder if that means that Master Apricot is good at witchcraft as well)

However, apart from magic, the use of a "knife" reminds me of a person wearing a coat very similar to that of a rabbit sage who used the same object earlier to turn it into a thunderbolt needle that bursts during the stripping ritual.

"Apparently, magic works there, too, so if anything happens, I guess it'll be like replacing the eagle."

The person, Netsuark Saxfawn, was shown to me by Lily before the ceremony began, according to the letter, to be "a replacement for the rabbit sage".

I saw up close if a man named Netsuruk had been easy to get around with the deacon's rock - who seemed stronger than himself and was also able to use magic on top of it - who was the figure of the deacon who was the boy - the figure of his generation as Ars.

(So, if there's a rabbit sage lord, can you even think that Apricot can fight?)

If, at that time, a being called Netuark and Belzebub, not Ars, confronted each other and looked to fight, he might have been more convinced.

(Yes, and Mr. Netsuerk is near Mr. Apricot, so maybe Mr. Grandor isn't worried about Mr. Arsen.)

I tried to think so, but still worry about Apricot recruits among the newcomers.

(Even if Mr. Netsuruk replaces the rabbit sage lord, above all, the rabbit sage lord doesn't mean "hero" like Grandor or Arsen)

Even when the rabbit sage said he was strong, "there's no reason he's as strong as a hero," such an idea snapped into Ars' head.

(Besides, under the name Belzebub... he's out in this world with Mr. Rock's body, even though he's trying to take this place called Robrow, "The Exotic God")

- Can a "hero" win?

Even that thought comes to mind in the boy's head.

Though Ars himself is not aware of it, that worries me in the chest because he sincerely trusts the strength of an invisible being, with a tall, gray-haired wand named Belzebub.

However, although he only exchanged swords once, Ars was also pushed over the stage where he performed kamikaze like a rock in the appearance of a boy who was made to Netourc.

(Maybe even a hero can't win.

I can't believe how to win a being that beats a hero. -)

"- Ars, you don't have to worry about Master Apricot, you'll be fine."

Stop Shut up until then and repeat the idea that "Apricot or even a hero has no guarantee that he can beat Belzebub".

"I don't know why Mr. Locke called you out, but I feel like I want to protect you first, rather than take this robow."

Though not smart, with a turning head, I thought of my loved ones from "mourning" them.

"'Cause if you want to take this place, you should have interrupted the dredging ritual and flushed the people of this land."

Even if you don't have a definition of "enemies of men," maybe you've thought about how good it would be if your husband loved and cherished Deacon let this land that afflicts the Lord flow for the first time.

Masked, current lords, those who become their fathers, and their spouses and mothers, may have thought that too adamant "lord Pean Vinegar" would never speak to a people who are disappointed in themselves.

The gentle and cruel boy thinks so, looking at a page of magical picture books, as it is sandwiched in the flowers of order.

"But I didn't, and after the ritual, I chose that the valleys and gorges that boast this territory remain intact.

So, as they cherished this place, Mr. Apricot was quite safe this time because Grandor and the others cooperated, but if he hadn't, he would have tried to do the dredging ritual alone or with his life.

That much readiness, magic, and action.

Still worried?

- Stu already trusts Mr. Apricot as much as Mr. Eliphas.

I visited this land for a few hours, but I still knew this land well for a long time - and I felt that I was passing on all that information from the lock I took care of.

While Ars was feeling that way, Stu remembers being told something similar in Stu, a few hours early in the morning when he also switched to today.

'You seem to have feelings for Apricot, like a mother like your sister. Already, more than Eliphas'

But I'll never forget Eliphas.

"Oh, yeah"

Remembering what the king of this country told me, answering

"Ars, like me, seems to trust that Belzebub."

and don't talk about what Stu felt.

The only reason Ars worries more than he needs, even though he hasn't even been the heroes here with Apricot, is because he knows and believes in the strength of Belzebub.

My best friend around my head noticed a part of me that I wouldn't even notice in person.

If you tell him now, he won't do it for Ars.

I thought it would be best to exchange what was now on its way to an end.

- Then I saw the lord and king talking in a magic mirror.

It's bad for Apricot, but connects to the "that way" side so as to delude the extra thought that has floated inside me.

"Oh yeah?!

Apparently, this story is good with eating for both of us who hit the heroes of this country, and the former apprentice butler feels the earth and green colored eyes have moved his gaze this way by sewing between the flowers of a thin red order.

"Oh, it seems that some great force was used in this dredging ritual, and the king needed permission or something. So, what Ars said earlier, I don't think it came off."

"What I said?

So the empty eyes are round, and I keep talking, feeling more like I'm bringing green and earthy eyes and ears to my attention.

"So His Majesty the King is talking about the Lord - to welcome Apricot to his daughter-in-law.

I don't know if I need to keep my mouth shut like an apprentice butler for once, but I'm gonna stop now, okay? "

Now it seemed necessary to retain the feeling of "Ars Trad" in this direction at all.

"Exactly, Ars. Keeping your mind on this side is a good decision. Sto Zaheto."

"" The young man in the corner is so worried about Lord Apricot.

Then, no matter how much the two heroes of this country trusted the power of Lord Apricot, Ars, if you are not at ease, let us propose a complete measure as conductors.

And Arsen... as Padrick put it, you're wasting an orderly flower garden - not a single page of that picture book. ""

Strangely and naturally, Stu understood and accepted the meaning, even if he was spoken of at the same time in telepathy and double language.

Although it is the same telepathic sensation that has been echoing my mind, I can no longer hear the object of being Julian Zaheto, and I try to feel a little lonely.

(- That, this feeling)

I touch the air I remember before I was trapped in loneliness, though, and I raise my face.

("They"?)

"That's right, too."

"" Now, if there's more Queens, I'd like to draw your attention to the two of you who are rubbing on duty (shifting) when a hero is the king's escort. "

It was that telepathy and dual voices overlapped again, but this time the boys raised both eyebrows to the content leaking from the mouth of the golden frog, and Ars's voice was silent.

"A, to Lady Arsen, Lady Grandor, from now on, or are you doing that now?

"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. You look like this, and your plans are stuck."

"If I start a military school, too, by getting to His Majesty's escort, holes in my service will create a scene that will annoy me.

Instead, I don't think he needs an escort because he's pretty strong. "

When my best friend and two heroes talk to me like I don't believe it in Russia, I catch it in my ear and feel it.

Shto pressed for a sense of remembrance, which appeared in front of him in three whirlwinds.

"Didn't you guys return that?"

"Cu ~"

Inside the autumn cherry fields, the spirits of large, small and medium-sized and three sickles emerge from the whirlwind swirls turned smaller and vanished.

And as if it were representative, the loudest weasel was squeaking.

"" For a sickle to work, if the ingredients of the Spirit of Darkness were a little too strong on this side, but now "this place," it's OK ""

"It's a place full of gentle order, blossomed by your master."

"... well"

Before he was going to fight Eliphas, Stu was smiling when he realized that he had cut off space to visit this place and thought it would be a long time before he saw him again, but that he had the same cute line of three.

"Is that Mr. Netsuerk's summoned spirit?

Three adorable weasels appearing in front of Shut's eyes, who showed up with the whirlwind but Ars notices them, ask the user demon on his shoulder.

"" It'll be cute. Spirit of the wind, sickle. But he looks cute, but he's also an advanced being in the Spirit of the Wind, and he's typical in eastern countries.

It can be a very strong spirit, so be careful. ""

"Oh, you mean you look cute, but you should be careful. With circular eyes or something, if they look at you upwards, I know exactly what you mean."

As for Ars, he replied that he casually thought, "I don't know what a colored conductor would know about being able to occasionally get into the adorable appearance of a rabbit sage on his own escort".

"Mr. Netuark?

But the conductor, who was also a "rabbit sage" who found himself told by the boulder, rarely kept his mouth shut for a little while.

"" Sorry, I was putting my thoughts together.

Now let the sickles help Lord Apricot.

Grandor needs your help.

I hope the sickle flies the mowed autumn cherry blossoms onto the wind of its six deckai feathers and drops them down the street. ""

"Do you intend to use this autumn cherry blossom to add the power of wood fire to Lord Apricot's call, and burn up the filth of the opponent who is suppressing it?"

"Oh, Grandor has become an angel of the earth, but the effect of the Fire of Acharanata, the Sangamiyeh Dharma, will continue."

"Because both Grandor and Shuttle are in a state where Ars and Shuttle don't understand each other."

Alsen pinches the words with a feathered big man who supports himself and a golden frog on the shoulder of his godson in the content he exchanges to even play catch ball.

"" This, disrespect. Now, can you explain this to your godchildren, Lord Alsen Padrick? "

Though the explanation was thrown round by the conductor, without any particular rebellion, Arsen wakes up from a state of support for his gradually calming body and opens his mouth.

"To put it simply, Lord Apricot on the street is doing the same thing as Grandor did earlier.

The filth of those with the name Belzebub is baked by the fiery power of the exotic God named Acharanata called the Garuda Luoya.

Even if I say bake it, so does Grandor, but just as Rico did before the stripping ritual, the point is to purify it.

Purifying means removing dirt (injury).

And "filthy" is "not a good thing" if it's easy to put it.

I'll take this one word.

You can touch, touch, feel, and think more than anything else in the language, and all in all, think of something like "disgusting" and think about it for now. "

It's like, "What, a curse?" - And what, you guys like this place?

I remember asking for similar reasoning. When Stu accidentally said it, the three sickles climb to the bodies of Srl and Stu and ride on their heads and shoulders, as is normal.

"Oh, Stu, have you heard that story since you came to Robrow?

It also sounded familiar to me that the Spirit of the Wind sometimes "eases", but also encourages.

Staring at the Spirit who climbed the boy's body to comfort Stu, who looks smiling but remains seated, Arsen confirms.

"Yes, before you come here, to the Cinellaria Dao. So these guys were deposited by Mr. Netsuerk because his wife would need them to come to this place."

The fact that the conductor's name came up pointed a beautiful green eye at the user demon on the teacher's shoulder, but he didn't say anything in particular.

"Really? I didn't really know how it works because I just read the magic book in the Eastern country that Rye was reading during the ritual rehearsal, but how do I explain it?"

"Ah, then Mrs. Cinellaria said that the" curse "was conscious and like placing restrictions on people's minds, thoughts and actions. Is there anything different there?

While presenting his own questions, he asks Ars, who will hear these stories for the first time, how he can distinguish the curse from the filth.

I couldn't study there, but when I turned my head, I remembered what he was saying and raised the edge of my mouth just a little bit.

(But if you put that information in your ear, you'll want to work out and give it to those who study)

♪ Apricot could be queen ♪

Together, if this one thing is over, Arsen decides to keep an eye on his gun brother, who he hears is coming to King's Capital, and starts explaining.

"Right, the curse, when it works on the mind by being aware that a" curse "is being imposed, I also see it.

So the only thing that has the effect of being "cursed" is an organism with the ability to think.

Well, let's give you one analogy, let's say there was a "spoon of curse".

The person with the spoon can be unlucky or catastrophic, but the cursed object itself is fine.

If you're a sharp explorer, you might feel a disgusting vibe, but it's also a normal spoon to look at.

But having it can cause misfortune and misfortune, so "Spoon of the Curse" "

Alsen continues even further when he sees his godson and his best friend's disciple nodded small.

"Then replace the word" curse "with the word" filth ".

If it's described as a dirty spoon, the words are dizzying, but I think it's mostly because of the sound of the sound, but it brings up an image of rust or dirt. "

To this, the boys nod deeper than earlier.

"If you thought about it in terms of the ease of reception and clarity of the disgusting senses, the dirt would be better for you to know by appearance.

And dirty is also a word that can be read "dirty," so you can feel it visually.

It may be something that physically feels "weighted", both as an expression and for entering into sight.

The parable flies here, but you must have seen what "weighty filth" embodies earlier, both Ars and Stu.

And where it burns. "

I found out Eliphas was talking about a time when he was about to be taken in by a mud serpent.

Something that feels really heavy and dirty and heavy enough to be visible.

"But depending on how dirty it is, you can burn it, flush it, blow it up like you did with my gun."

To Schutt's word of confirmation, Arsen nods more this time, then once now, stares at the golden frog riding his godson's shoulder and opens his mouth.

"The way we did it earlier, Grandor used the power of Uriel, the head of the spirits of the earth, the four great spirits in this country, who were responsible for finishing and convicting sins and obscenities.

It is also possible to use the magic of using the exotic five-line stream - if this is easy to say, it is also possible to use the natural stream (cycle) to purify what has become obscene as food (energy) in a way that regenerates.

And remember, if the dirt is removed and the essence of what remains, what can be done. "

I tell that to the boy surrounded by the lovely spirits of the wind, with the thought that the existence that was my best friend did not eventually appear in this world just to be picked up.

Stu also received the meaning of the words conveyed to those who were his master's best friends in the finishing touches of the explanation, and now, once and for all, he was nodding deeply.

Then to the last one, I was almost in a state of speaking to Shut, so I grinned with regret at my godson, and turned to the user demon, where the voice of the conductor who entrusted the explanation to me was uttered.

"Well, then I don't know if I can take it correctly because I couldn't let you interrupt the dirty explanations I made.

But I'm annoyed at what I said, Commander. If you look at where the penetration never comes from, can you think that the acceptance line has been crossed? "

"" Right. I especially like the expression that it's hard to explain in words.

Intelligence Specialist Neither do I know the art of explaining curses and obscenities in words that can be called the right answer.

Things called words are the concepts that people make.

So, now Lord Apricot is in the streets with Belzebub, who feels the filth that is difficult to put into words and also the weight - in the concept of the calendar of the people of this country, with the goddess of the earth faith, where he is diligently shredding to his existential counterpart, called the prime minister of hell.

Bye, Mr. Ars Trad.

Would you listen to Lord Alsen Padrick's explanation of what the conductor and the farmer Osama were saying, based on what you answered, and not using difficult magic words?

Asked from his shoulder, Ars is not in that much of a hurry.

"Eh, because Master Apricot is tarnished with fire, I got the wind to cut the Autumn Cherry Blossom here to the sickle to further increase its power and send it to the side of the street using the power of Grandor, which has six feathers.

Is it good like that? "

"" Yeah, that's how it goes.

So go on, then, and after Apricot Vinegar has worked so hard to safely tarnish you, Ars, will you add your own personal opinion as to what the end awaits? ""

At the instigation of the conductor, Ars had a consciousness that he was about to utter the words he was seeking.

It says, "I can't use magic at all."

"No matter how much the Spirit likes you, you can't admit it. You're corrupt with talent."

Even such an "alus with inferior parts than ordinary people" can once again prove that everyone in this territory understands the "hard work" of Apricot.

"The same will be true of this great stripping ritual......

I'm sure that Apricot, who doesn't care about his own safety for the sake of his territory, will be able to fly in disgust, too, without meaning "to the habit of a woman", which has previously covered the territory of Robrow.

Besides, if there was testimony from Grandor, the big farmer, and Arsen, who made fun of Wang Du, it would be even worse. "

"" Right. In particular, Lord Muscari, who is the representative of a farmer who is inclined to Grandor, who is also a hero, will still be remembered by his father and son McGaffin at breakfast.

But in a way, because that delegate took the initiative to take that attitude, I see that other people thought of such an extra idea that it would lead to obscenity, but they just didn't say it. ""

In anticipation of what seems to be a smooth spin from the demon of use, Ars has a different emotion than anxiety, even as his worries about Apricot disappear from his heart.

"Perhaps the conductor, Mr. Netsurk, including it, is letting Master Apricot fight" alone "?

"" Yeah, and "the queen of this country deserves it," to make a story (episode) that makes you feel that way.

To be recognized by many, it's quick to get recognition by doing something big and easy to understand. ""

If a double voice felt signs of movement in a flower garden of order echoing from his shoulder, a sickle was pounding and shaking the space with gloves fitted in his small hand.

Watching the phenomenon of air rippling, the conductor's voice continues to reach Ars.

"" To have an anecdote close to His Majesty's House of Dagger, who was also a hero of charity, strength, and peace. "

"Wait, so it's like this dredging ritual or what happened afterwards isn't ultimately being treated to spread Mr. Apricot's activism?

"Yeah, well, it's a great opportunity."

Deeply carve vertical wrinkles between the boy's eyebrows into words that clearly say so.

"Isn't it just the ritual of dredging that makes the public recognize the work of Master Apricot?

When Ars inquired after the conductor's assertion.

Following a sickle that rocked the space, a sickle with a sickle kicked Schutt's back to sit back and jumped and swung big.

"Do you use Mr. Locke's actions in contemplation of this territory so much to summon Belzebub, who was an exotic god, for the convenient political strategy of the country at the end of the day?

Doubt the conductor who relentlessly wears reality and tries to deal with it in a place where he has already disappeared from this world, but can't help but feel the feelings and minds he thinks are still there.

Even if Ars just thought about it, assuming that clears up the mess after this stripping, that tender old man, as a deacon who has gone too rampant to think of the Lord, leads to his name engraving on the calendar.

Maybe that's how my best friend's master, who will have neglected to disappear, will be taken.

"Mr. Netsuark"

Dowcite, cotaete crenaino desca?.

Because I trust you so much, even though you're asking with your voice up.

This person (this one) saves her feelings, tells her definitely, and just asks her to respond so that she doesn't go one-way.

But as if instead of cleaving Ars' feelings, the sickle of the spirits kicking his best friend in the back is waved, and the flowers of order are pruned and raised simultaneously from the ground up.

A single page of a picture book that was "Eliphas", sandwiched between thin red autumn cherry blossom stems and leaves, also swept up into the universe.

Still, point the empty eye at the user demon on his shoulder that connects him to the conductor.

The golden frog opened its mouth as the pruned autumn cherry blossom rose high.

"" Please calm down. Didn't you say so yourself earlier, Ars? "

"What did you say?

I immediately remembered.

"It may be businesslike, but I'm sure you have something to learn from history, but if you just want to know more about it, you can't dig it until you sacrifice something."

"" Ars, the reasoning you spoke of, is that the "past" in which the butler used a forbidden technique against the Vinegar family because he thought of his husband, Lord Peen Vinegar, does not apply to this matter?

Can't you feel anything anymore, the feelings of the people who disappeared, etc.? "

"Just now, Louis, I was worried about your health, and even if it disappeared, it really was earlier."

"Ahhhhh" and a laugh sounds through the user demon.

"" If it's engraved as disappearing into the calendar, it doesn't matter what time it's going to be, unless it's not too politically convenient for you.

Even if those who are left have no sense of sorting out their feelings for those who are gone, things are next as if they are over. "

And shortly afterwards, the tall autumn cherry blossom blossom came with tremendous wind pressure so as not to give it a time to say back, and rose toward the street, beating a few Ars's body like a whip.

I'd like to put it back, but the wind pressure is strong and I see Grandor, the source, as he shelters the man-chan boy who remains unconscious.

"Grandor needs your help.

I hope the sickle flies the mowed autumn cherry blossoms onto that deckay six-winged breeze and takes them down the street. "

In a double voice before, I had told him so, but this timing just seemed to be clearly blocking Ars from speaking.

Do you interrupt me from asking for answers to what I'm about to ask, Master Grandor?

Even though the heavenly use with six wings stretched out from his back, a brown success visible from the rising gap of autumn cherry blossoms, knew he was originally his mentor's best friend, he glanced with empty eyes.

"- Come on, can you stir up my godson and stop imitating him like he tries, Lord Netsuruk of the Eye-ear.

And, Ars, calm down.

Grandor has only been working as planned since the beginning. "

"Dear Alsen?

I don't know what kind of connection there is to Netsuruk, but Ars assumed that Grandor, the atmosphere in which he was associated, was moving, as the conductor ordered.

"Besides, the appearance, as Netsuark incited, may feel like it ended the confusion after the ritual of unintentional stripping against the butler who took care of him.

It must be Ars' kindness that pisses me off, but look at you, Stu, who took better care of me. "

Though Arsen's voice is calmly forgiving, it also contains a chill that makes him sane, and Ars' head is cold.

(Yes, Stu, I wonder what you think)

Shto, with the last one on his shoulder, was looking up at a page of a picture book rising in the wind, as the air swayed and the sickle that had pruned the autumn cherry blossoms jumped from his body.

Though I have yet to get up, I am following a page of magical pictures, concentrating on targeting with the gun definitely in my hand.

A page of magical picture books is carried away, using the power of the Spirit of the Wind gathered on the six wings of the earth angel, which the Grandor is unloading, in a form surrounded by flowers of order pruned by sickles.

Whilst Ars was feeling somewhere angry, Stu had a calm look on his face.

And if I noticed empty eyes staring at myself, I laughed calmly as the green stems of the autumn cherry blossom pruned without taking my gaze off a page of the magic picture book.

"Ars, don't worry about it. Although Mr. Rock may be as historical as Ars says he is.

But it's true that you don't feel good about Robrow.

Me, I hate studying, but if it's history I could empathize with, it's a little on my mind.

That was a clever way to teach a master, and I guess he knew my character very well.

So, if Mr. Locke fitted in with Ars and Netsuak's questions earlier, there were a lot of similar stories. "

"Since important things and people suffer in ways that don't come out of the table, there are quite a few things to tailor those who take action to surface to the evil ones who later revolutionized, if you look at history and don't confine yourself to size."

If he made a fool of his brother Ato for failing to express his feelings well, or being mean without proof, Stu did it in a way that stayed in shape - he did it over and over again in a big fight.

If there is no evidence left, take action to make it known as the cause of the incident.

If you got caught with that, and you were pulled to a place of justice, how could you do that? In response to some of the questions, I drag them out even if they were not on the table.

Because he took action to hurt me and make fun of my precious things and complain that I'm not fine.

"But Mr. Rock wanted to clean it up without making as much noise as he could, but I'm afraid this eventually happened"

When Stu had finished saying so, he was transported aboard the Spirit of the Wind to the place where the autumn cherry blossoms became the abyss of the heights.

"But if you use it to help Apricot become your daughter-in-law, you'll be happy to wear mud."

If you've said that much, spiritual plays or, as you bid farewell, goes over the abyss of height, turns once in a place that will be above the streets, falls away.

Then the last sickle jumped and sprinkled medicine on the field of autumn cherry blossoms pruned from the pot he was holding.

Then the autumn cherry blossom buds, which had been pruned almost from the ground up, become budding meadows, so that we can better understand each other's appearance, which we have never seen before.

The mentor was awake on his own, but behind him he was sitting on one knee and spreading his big wings so that the big brown man would still protect him.

"Als, it's important for you and your feelings, but that's not the only way to look at it.

Eventually to the betrayal of the brilliant butler who worked for many years to get to the report, the public will laugh at Robrow in the shadows. The majority will see the Vinegar family as pitiful.

But with that in mind, the strength of the masked lord reaches His Majesty the king of the king's capital, and we meet. "

"Happiness after misfortune, if you were living a crowded life, it would be hard to grow a bud of jealousy either.

It can also be an ingredient for a sarcastic encounter and a twist.

I'm sure the "all" involved in the fundamentals of this battle, with the information gathered, have come up with a very convincing finish. "

Take over Arsene's words, Grandor. If you answer, stand up slowly, and that alone will shake six feathers and wind will roll.

Taking the words of his best friends and mentors, and calming his feelings, Ars stood up and took his gaze at the big brown man who still looked like a heavenly use.

"Is it true that Mr. Belzebub is among the fundamental" everything "involved?

"Well, did you get that far in the exchange earlier?"

Answering that, he grabs Arsen's left hand and makes him stand up with an arm with a gold bracelet fitted.

"If Mr. Belzebub is still fighting Master Apricot, can you convince him?"

"To convince you, Netsuerk is ready to welcome you with 18 degrees.

And the last persuasion begins when Lord Apricot ends his purification with the flowers of order, and what was Eliphas returns to Lord Belzebub. "

That's how Arsen answered Ars's question, and Arsen stared at the side of the street.