Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

There's so much you can't believe.

The first direct encounter and the voice of remembrance of an apprentice baker and a prince false in identity, starting with such a word, was with his old friend Grandor on the earth in the alley of King Celisanceum Capital.

"Me - I remember a lot from the moment I was born.

I'm in the muck of warm liquid, but if I went through a narrow place and got out of there, the thin membrane covering my body that had covered me until then broke.

So, all at once it was warm out of my mouth, but something jammed out, and I was surprised by the shock of the air coming into my chest, and I cried unexpectedly.

And then I realized I was being held up. "

When he suddenly began to "tell his story," he heard a brown, big old friend and a colorful boy, but without wondering if it was a wonder and a "lie," he heard it on a toppled earth.

That's apparently the same for a brown bad friend, who, while having the pain of being beaten, poked and thrown away earlier, honestly waits for the story to move on together on the earth in the alley of the last beaten dim king's capital with Netsuerk on top of it.

"You guys don't think my - my story is a lie?

The boy with purple colour only his left eye asked as he sat on the back of the boys who were able to lie down so that he could "knock them out," picking and turning the eyelids that had fallen off in the middle of a fight at his fingertips.

'... the world is wide, isn't there such a person, sometimes?

A man in this world who assumes the role of a wise man who "captured" himself takes over the attitude that nothing enters from denial, answers that unlimited.

However, while answering neatly, the purple eye that can pick up a person's heart and read it, in the words, he unwittingly rises and stares at the two boys, conveying that there is no fine dust in his mind that thinks he is "lying".

"Here, Netuark, come on, come on!.

... I don't think you will lie unnecessarily because you are a very strong man, too. '

I cleverly twisted my big body but grabbed my tinted head still on my back with my big palm.

When I hear the voice "Grandor, Itai!" it comes off while I rub it in my left eye, I put on my eyelid that my father and mother's best friend used to give it to me.

"Netuark and Grandor really believe what I said."

The big young man with the brown body didn't doubt his story either, and what overlapped with the voice he was making and what he thought with his heart was if he adjusted the position of his eyelids, he was blocked as usual.

"It's easier for people like you to believe me than to doubt me..."

After waking up and laughing loudly as he wore a Walrus, he blinked violently at the colored eyes of the earth.

"Netsuruk, did you introduce yourself until you gave this brother a proper name?

He asked a bad friend holding his head as he stroked his beard, which he had recently begun to stretch out to remove his hand, which was eagling his colored head.

The evil friend is wearing it on his nose, he is a lover of round glasses, and the blind eyes behind him look misleading in sharpness.

Rubbing the head of the colored hair that was now being grabbed by the eagle, with a friend from Walrus, who would be slightly older but in the condition of "opium." Compare eyelid men with fisted hands on their hips.

"I didn't do anything elegant to introduce myself.

The same will be true of my memory when I was born, but the left eye I just hid was purple eyes.

Brother, you, because you have the ability to "Blessed People," you must have picked up and read the heart of me and Grandor and found out his name.

And then you read "The Muscle of Attack."

If you affirmed while watching your crisp eyebrows rise at the edge of your sight, and turned to your brown friend as you looked back at your gaze containing promptings, your sturdy mouth opens.

"Oh, he was the one in the book that Lord Netsuerk's Master had.

Surely those who possessed that power "appeared" in this world at the dawn (when) the angel with the eyes of the sky, the symbol of the national religion of this country, and the goddess of the earth, "reconciled" by the traveller as an intermediary?

A new symbol, mixed with the sky of the angel and the red of the goddess, each characteristic, was the purple eyes...... "

If you give Netsuerk a look that confirms what you have said while answering, you will continue to speak with your hands and diligently fix the hair that has been completely messed up because of the fluffy hair.

"So, being a person, not a goddess, not an angel, not a traveler - not a" hero, "but a person with the ability to maintain that harmony."

If I managed to make sure I took the bait on Grandor's eagle, I looked at the person wearing the eyelid.

"To maintain harmony, a man with purple eyes was given the ability to hear a man's heart, whether by magic or by relying on the Spirit.

An emotion of discontent or dissatisfaction that does not come out of your mind that triggers strife or rubbing.

Squeeze it, listen and read it.

By suppressing emotions, you can overcome them and avoid them because some people have the emotions and the ability to think.

But then, all the impatient meet their irrational eyes, and eventually they crumble.

In the end, it becomes a "peace of mind" that is built on someone's sacrifice.

Sacrifice, a blessed man before he exceeds the limits of patience, says he will reach out there.

... although I think this is just a way to "hear" the hardship. "

"Well, you guys, you're not only strong, you're smart, you're funny."

Of course, he was honestly suspicious of himself for naming me an apprentice baker.

You accepted the truth I want you to admit, and you questioned the false part of yourself I want you to doubt.

"I liked it more and more!

I like the statement "I like it!" is spoken by the prince pretending to be an apprentice baker, and in the capital (Miyako) where the king of this country lives, the other girl - the two who were following Maple in search of his living sister - is added to his men.

However, surprisingly, when it came to Maple, who inspired him to come to the Wang capital, the relationship with the parent of this "apprentice baker" had already been spinning since not long after his visit to the Wang capital.

Then, nearly 20 years later, from the prince to the king, I remembered unexpectedly "stories that you often don't believe," and in this country, we were sage and "friends" and talking to "fellow uncles", working together on the next new military school textbook.

'So, the relationship as it is, I always thought it would continue... I don't know what's in the world.'

"Personally, the story of His Majesty is" flying, "and the task of confirming the making of textbooks while connecting it can be a great hassle for me personally.

As for the gun, I'll leave it in the corner.

Let's just write down the boundaries of the textbook's weapons and maintenance, and briefly the overall diagram and structural description, so that you don't even think you could understand the weapon without loading it in depth.

Well, I wonder how many people will notice '

I smile a little bad at people and find pleasure in my work even though it's a pain in the ass, and do it with a positive attitude when it comes to "flirting".

After retrieving his niece, the girl, he always returns once a month to "Netsuark Saxforn," and is splendidly ripe for his job as captain of the Eye-eye and the role of a wise man who will be a talent for the country.

Originally, he made his name and appearance public as a sage, taking escort troops, and doing at least once a year an exercise survey of what had to be done as one of the fillings with these tasks.

Other tasks that can be done in the form of rabbit sage include analyzing exotic witchcraft in the form requested by the state and looking through the papers of young scholars in the country.

There is also the power to silence the grievances that come out of failing to observe discipline, but no effort is failing to silence them with strength.

All in all, to keep my niece from my side again, but I worked on the work I was given if the person I was going to have to not make me feel painful.

However, as a wise man who is better at working with one person in one way or another, he or she will be under a lot of stress even though his or her work efficiency does not diminish when it is occasionally a joint task.

That was even if it was Dagger Sunflower, the king of his own country and a fellow uncle of his lovely niece.

Still not to disturb his pace, the lifting task given was to grasp the material with a pale eye, move his hand cleverly holding the feather pen, and point only his ears at his best friend, who was in the king's position.

"The story jumps"?

Sure, but you can safely let the story fly, so there's no choice. If you resent me, resent me for my dexterity and talent. "

No matter how much I skip the topic as I can think of it, or how baffled the others are, this wise man will follow me, picking up the words.

That's more than the purple eyed ability to pick up people's feelings and read them, it even picks them up behind the feelings that are in their minds with the words they put out, so the king speaks with relentlessness.

If I tried Netuk, whether it be King Dagger Sunflower or apprentice baker Dan Lion, I don't go "above" myself for a long time, but I don't feel like I'm beside him either.

While in a similar sensibility, he feels a different direction, or a separation that is likely to cause immediate death or serious illness if he falls, even though he is at a close distance.

It also comes to mind and conveys it without covering it up.

But the king...

"I'm a friend, so if you can go beyond the distance where you can have an elaborate conversation or the tools, throw it and borrow it.

You just can't throw things when they're important, so I guess that's just the right thing to do with me and your relationship as a friend. "

And when I was told with laughter, I was made to feel like I knew somewhere in my heart that this man was still the king of this country full of charisma.

When someone who was my beloved companion stood beside me, I saw him over her, and I must have been in a "noticed, but not" state, and now I don't hesitate to throw my niece over, take it and think even more.

He entrusted me with how dangerous it would be to keep my very dear sister-in-law of Netsurk and the daughter of Dagger's half-brother at my disposal, conscious of the dangerous separation if they fell between us.

Though strict in appearance, the appearance has long been famous all over the country for the love of fathers, babies and children on the inside, the King's feeling of letting go, which closely resembles the Mother of the Nation, Trenia Bubaldia, feels like a good understanding of the colourful Netsurk of the past, who once let her niece go.

Because I am really grateful for what you have entrusted to me, I have been loyal as a minister for more than 20 years to the king who said "funny guy" to me and my old friends, who were always given the sight of a troublesome child at the beginning.

"Then why did you suddenly start talking about what you said when you met" I remember since I was born "after you put together the body technique described in the textbook?.

Subjects have a lot of authority, but physical surgeries have a lot of precision and I don't have the ultimate authority. '

"Oh, so, as Netsuerk puts it in my mind, I'd like to ask you," If you don't have the authority, but you put a threat on me, and I want you to interrupt me in making a statement, I will. "

'I left people speechless in the corners... well, no, so, what's a move you don't want to put on?

With that said, as usual, from the bundle of stacked documents that were on the side without even raising his face, as if it were a plaything tool of the eastern country, "Masashi Drop", when he grabbed the documents, he quickly pulled them out, and the bundle of remaining documents only slightly unbalanced, but never fell.

I only used that once a month, but deliberately threw it over to a somewhat badly behaved king, sitting on a desk in the captain's office of the Minotaur, built by His Majesty the King on his own with the specifications of a hidden room.

While receiving a bunch of paperwork and scrolling through the page, I stare back into the "mountain" from a bunch of paperwork that is not rocking anymore.

"I envy such a small, clever place in Netsuerk. Me - I'd be sure. I'm having an avalanche of paperwork '

I have a consciousness that the interior resembles my mother's Trenia Bubaldia Sunflower, but the king, whose large body has resembled her father's Gloriosa Sunflower, does not like fine movements.

I also know that Grandor McGaffin, who is proud of his power and also uses it for his shadow fighters, is equally big, but not the size of his body because he is good at fine things.

Simply, Dagger thought so when he saw himself as a person who did not like delicate work and whose body and personality were "messy" in nature.

If you see it favorably, it will be a "luxury" thing, but if you touch one thing on some kind of clap, you are still complacent that you are causing trouble when you wake up and make it necessary to clean it up.

However, my father, Gloriosa Sunflower, had a legend in that sense, going further up.

In times of peace, if any action was taken, no road should be taken, something similar to the phenomenon of "devastation", which was later called "devil's staff" for a time. The Prime Minister also has a history of using it.

So a servant of ancient ginseng who knew the old days said, "Because the commotion caused by the new king is a lovely thing," and he looked familiar with the spare time to smile and was being cleaned up.

"Normally, even a disturbance like that makes me feel like an idiot because I'm inferior to my father, Gloriosa Sunflower, if I don't beat him."

Mother Trenia A similar king thinks she will not bother herself any more.

Now, the atmosphere of working positively on "If there was a problem, we have to do something about it" is strange because you look like your father. "

Even if the mind could not read, the wise man, who read emotions from his expression and knew the character and birth of a man named Dagger, loosened his sharp eyes slightly and also shifted his gaze to the king.

Even though his face and appearance were different, the atmosphere of "Let's make an effort" resembled an interesting one of his nieces who had recently begun to work on cleaning up as her role in the woods of the mansion in the guarded forest instead of "the bad sage of cleaning up".

It's really interesting for a wise man who has similarities, with which he has a completely different part, or no such thing as a "blood connected family".

'I just don't remember Lily since she was born like Uncle Dagger, and she's helping.

'Cause if you had memories, you really couldn't be deluded without magical tools like a magazine that sucked in memories.'

I joked and told him that the part that was not similar and thankful and that if it were similar, he would have to make "something like an ogre" as a sage.

But I still have this conflicting feeling of hope that if Lily remembers her parents,

Go on, tell your master with all the genuine hearts voices you can't put into words, laugh lightly and move until then. The pen also stops moving.

'But if she remembered everything, I'd make sure she didn't have to mourn the treasure.

Now it's time to turn this country and the world against our enemies. But we won't protect that child. '

The tinted eyes in the back of the round glasses just reflected the lights of the indoor lights using the Spirit of Fire for a room built without windows, but it seemed like a burning determination.

"It would be better if I had the same temper as my uncle.

Me - all I can do with skill is, as the king of this country, "there's no way there's a wise man who looked like a rabbit," imitating the resurgence of darkness and becoming the king who couldn't even find the little lost girl.

And let's buy you and that girl time to fly out of the country and get away as much as we can '

With that said, if the wise man had opened one page or another from the documents he had cleverly pulled out of me, the blinding eyes that still reflected the lights opened wide, and the voice of the heart of Netsuruk, purely amazed in the king's heart, could see the expression that was in it.

"Dan," why is this - well, for those who are not simple, but have a small body and instantaneous power, how can we exclude handy moves from textbooks (texts)?

It may be dangerous to drop it out of your head, but you should make sure you practice passivity with it. "

The move is confident of instantaneous power, but he was slightly too tall for Netsuruk to use.

As a boy, I remember carrying out attacks that, although not exactly the same, used similar methods to poke at the opponent's will.

However, when used, if you are not about the same height or higher than yourself, this move requires more effort than necessary to give in.

"I can make moves, I can make moves." The position polarizes me, but I personally don't think it's bad for me to put it on, whether I'm a user or a recipient.

From now on, it will be necessary for the military to restrain people without weapons?

Oh, but is time still tight...

I wonder if Rodley would have created it between the scene and the nobility, suppressing his stomach. "

In the national pattern of Selisanceum, which as a knight is predominant in fighting swords and spears as a weapon, physical skill is only dealt with in the military.

The period of education for educating the general public who volunteered until they could be "used" as soldiers is limited, depending on the military occupation.

For the most part, within the four seasons that go around the country each year, two hours are used to educate, but honestly I can't afford the time.

Even after adjusting class time, it is not possible to ensure that much time is spent learning about physical surgery.

However, by learning and putting it down, there is a record (data) of minor or intact injuries caused by accidents in the course of work or training, and there is a need and demand.

I personally recommended that newcomers learn physical arts, both as Netuak and as a wise man.

As a role, the king opens his mouth with the paperwork already tatami, feeling in his heart the desire for an explanation in the utmost decency.

"Sort of a body surgery, that's not why it works. It's traumatic, if that's easy to say. '

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"Netsurk, let me tell you," Trauma to tyrants?! "He's happily on his face, and I can read people's minds."

"He's disrespectful. So if you think about it in the course of previous stories, would it be a" dagger "in this case?.

I can't use the two brands on the boulder between babies.

So, if you're thinking from the story, Dagger, I remember since you were a baby, and you ate that traumatic move... because it's not in the boulder, so you witnessed it?.

Besides, it will be your parents, Dagger. "

Just in case your thoughts are hit, if you turn your eyes to confirm, the king will not hesitate to nod and move the stopped pen again at the next moment.

Drawing a large slant on the page of the document the king was looking at, he wrote, "I can replace it with a bar throw and use it regardless of reason or back length".

"I suppose you could have been one of the moves in the textbook as a flashy move as a grandstand play of the original weapons-free body technique, but that happens.

Although I don't know how they used it, a couple of heroes were treated as equal in every sense in boulders, full season.

But, Dagger the boulder, you cried in front of your father, who falls before your mother's sharp body surgery. "

Netuark niggered, but Dagger nodded again with a bitter laugh, wondering if there was anything to think about this as well.

Instead of "I cried," "if you noticed, you were crying out loud."

Being me the baby, I guess that was still a shock.

To commemorate my turnaround, I heard your mother say "hiccups," but I didn't know what it meant to be zero years old on a boulder. "

Even though Netuark was frightened by the phrase "commemoration of falling asleep," I knew better when I remembered when my niece's girl showed it to me as a baby in the same way.

There's nothing happier about that period than the safe growth of a precious child that hasn't been around for a long time.

"... Normally, I don't think it's a move for a good or a bad child, a normal child, a gentleman or a lady."

Dagger was remembering when Netsuruk was talking about the blindfolds, "sweet brother" who was gently speaking to the amazing crying baby self.

- Mr. Dagger, it's okay, because it's not a fight.

After that, the adults immediately gathered around him to stop crying immediately.

- That's great, Mr. Dagger.

I still remember hearing the voice of my heart thinking of sending a letter to a person named "Kalinokusa" about what happened to adults caring for their children, although they were a little embarrassed by Dagger.

"I have to thank you then for stopping my tears, don't I, Ig?

Dagger Sunflower watched with a machete on his hips with his brother's adorable eagle on his shoulder and the territory of the country wrapped in black.