Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

- Why, this guy, he's getting so red.

Baarzeble suddenly raises his temperature and dyes his cheeks, raising such questions as he stares at the person who keeps the land, and at the same time sees that his vessel body is "delighted".

To that delight, my chest was hurting slightly, and I had my hand full of wrinkles coming out of the cuffs of my blue clothes against my chest.

"It may be difficult for an exotic god who wants only star angels, who is not interested in the history of men, to understand"

Until recently it was a mouthful of apricots who were also companions, but with a flipped and calm mouthfeel, Netsuruk tells the side with the angel of the stars, the height across the street, behind his back.

"Well, I only needed to be interested in what happened when Eliphas was involved, such as people and their history, and in the fact that he was involved in being his vessel.

However, I can see that this exorbitant breast is similar to what I think of my Lord, and that it is different in no way. "

He stated his present mood as it were and watched from among the blooming autumn cherry blossoms as he continued his observation of the existence depositing this territory, which had become red and overturned.

"The baby that your butler, Mr. Rock, had is now the king of this country, the thinker of Apricot Vinegar.

So, even a very sexually neglectful sage noticed the finesse of his granddaughter's heart on a boulder...

No, my granddaughter, who said she looked more like her wife than she did in her heart, might be as close to the right answer as she thought she'd look like she'd tasted it. "

If you put your arms together and made a person named Netuark, look extremely serious and give an explanation that makes a great impression on the viewer.

"What an unscrupulous answer..."

Although I'm not interested in people, "Ji Ji" carries them, so in terms of emotion, Baalzebul laughs bitterly knowing the "bullying" objects of the expressions that exist that have fallen into such objects as knowledge.

"Um, I guess I was somewhat inclined to prefer the style I said that seasonally, but the" senior "named Peen Vinegar, seen in the blood contract, lacked the experience of being" in love. "

Instead of saying, "I have a woman (one) who will be my wife, but I didn't show interest in anyone else." No, I probably didn't need to show her.

Maybe it's the trend of people's times.

There was no first thought of defying the bond decided by the parents "

Can you find someone you think of yourself, encounter them, or tell them how you feel about them and admire them?

Although there are many others, people who are familiar with "the love path that only goes on after taking action from themselves" have long said such words based on their experiences for now.

"I wonder if that's more of a value" I didn't have to defy "than" I didn't have an idea to defy.

In the view of a person's calendar, many who, because of it, have no connection to an object called family, and who cannot be connected by themselves, also have work from the outside, and gradually make an object called family, leaving their offspring behind.

I wonder if, in a sense, the Lord of this vessel can also be said to be typical of it.

However, it seems that the specifications will change greatly after that, whether or not to take care of the edges recommended by the parents. "

After Baalzebul said so lightly, he nodded convincingly, even though he did not have a grin on his face, a wicked sage of colour who created an atmosphere of wonder and pleasure in Russia.

"Yeah, right.

However, there are still many fringes between aristocratic societies in which parents advance, and it is less than satisfactory to make mistresses out of mutual conviction.

If you succeed, until then, in the recent trend of morality, it tends to be desirable.

Well, one of the causes of that trend, which has grown stronger in recent years, is that Gloriosa Sunflower, the "Four Heroes of Peace", welcomed her companion by sharing her thoughts with her, the daughter of the countryside, Trenia Bubaldia, who followed her dream of "peace" not with her parents, but with her leaning country.

And, you know, it was a wise man named Peen Vinegar, who said that Lord Baalzebul, with wisdom, had "no flair."

Then, he opens his mouth somewhat wide, breathes in, and mouths the words of a record that he didn't know if he needed, but kept "in tune".

"As a wise man to Gloriosa Sunflower, who doesn't know the word and definition of 'love' and whose bluntness now stands out in his mind and in his movements, I will give you the advice you deserve to be strong.

After you leave Robrow, if you have returned to the deciding army, ask Trenia Bubaldia to marry you, and if you have been refused a proposal, then suggest that you have children.

In the meantime, having "my own child" must also be a "dream" for Trenia.

Let me ask you to marry me. '"

For the moment, I exalted only the excerpt from the "incitement" part of my memory, which I even named an old sage.

An event that happened before I was born, an imitation of one end of the memory I peered into in close proximity to hand exploration, but a cutting word that now gives birth to a being who will be the "king" of this country because of that word.

Even though he said that he was not interested in a person's calendar, Baalzebul, whose voice Netsuruk "imitated", used as a vessel to make "Deacon's Rock" look in this world, raised a face with a white mustache.

"Oh, after I was forcibly summoned... just after I took the shape of this body."

With that said, he lowered his hand on his chest, hitting it on his bending knee, and felt "handy" staring at the "old, fine picture book" in the stem of the autumn cherry blossom garden to throw it out earlier, Netourc continued.

"As far as the record shows and speculates, after Pean Vinegar made a forceful covenant with half the dark spirits incompatible, as Lord Baalzebul said.

I won't leave the realm of further speculation because I'm being sucked away by the power of your magical picture book, but I think you're the kind grandfather, "Belzeble," no, "Belzebub," the prime minister of hell that "Angel of the Stars" prefers.

Fighting you all night with that figure, Pean Vinegar lost.

That said, they didn't take their lives, always passing magic picture books sucked magic and memories and went back.

Then, while I lost the memory of my battle with you by creating a neighborhood beneath my eyes, I said the words before me: Gloriosa Sunflower, the hero of peace, the devil's staff Angletham Padrick, and Rock, the deacon. "

Baalzebul narrowed his eyes nostalgically to the voice of the wise man who hid the sound of confirmation.

"Well, you recognized you lost that one.

As for the "traveler", he was forced to call on the edge, but his body as a vessel was also on his side, but it was not the time of year, so he thought it was about to play between replenishing the time of magic and memory of the "temporary residence".

Especially since I'm not going to win. "

"I don't want anything to do with you.

I just wanted to have the art of protecting the "loved ones" in my hands.

Well, that's why I had to talk to you. '

I remember Pean Vinegar, who now embodies himself in this world, wearing a red and black coat and clearly saying so.

"Now it is time to burn the filth with the appearance of Baalzebul, and I can remember for flushing it, but at that time I thought it was similar to my body before I met this Lord.

Therefore, at some point in this world, I felt like I was matching it until I could take a precise shape so that I could use it.

In turn, Xiao Xiao Xiao Ming (bruised) Yes, the injury was healed because he had previously stored and placed information on the contract for the blood used by the sage and granddaughter, but the wound left a mark.

I probably don't remember, but I'm pretty sure something happened. "

That's what I said. I looked at my index finger, laughed again, and continued.

"I'm not interested in people's history, but if you think about it, I don't know what cause or effect that period was, but there were times when I was going to be the father of an angel vessel of water, and I was going to be quiet, but there were times when I was separated from Eliphas, but it was also a time of some noise"

The word noisy had a regular grin that Netsurk was rare and contained nothing.

"If there was a wise man who was also a chunk of" curiosity, "it would be impossible to be quiet.

Moreover, the memory and information of the temporary residence of the "prime minister of hell", even if he sucked it after losing the battle, if he was a "descendant of a traveler", he would really notice how to use that old and fine picture book.

Then you must have tried to get involved to the extent that it was involved and how far it could go.

To what scale, suck away memories and magic?

Is it possible to suck away only a part of your memory?

There's no end to interest. "

If I was in Bean Vinegar's shoes, I had the confidence to do so.

"Oh, right. But the last time the descendants of the travelers who became this body shape used the power of" temporary abode "was to quietly hide in this land.

He invited "key officials involved in the peace" to the later wedding of the Chancellor to carry out the rough business of becoming "parents" of the vessel of water angels and sucking away memories at once "

"As Cheng Cheng, even though he worked hard to compile the calendar, he was unable to gather information inside.

If you want to find out, if you don't remember, there's nothing you can do.

There should have been our king at the scene at that time, "There was a crowd at the wedding, and at the end of the day, they hugged me and slept and I don't remember!" or something like that, thumbs up, and I'm flabbergasted.

But, you know, it seemed like a "preference" from then on. "

That's what Netuark sees, it was Apricot.

Anyone ahead of Netsuruk stares, lean down. His forehead is on his eyes, but he can still tell from a distance that his cheeks are red.

I don't know why, but I'm grown up. For Baalzebul, who uses the butler's lock as a vessel, if the wise man traces the memory of his body, even though he describes it far away, the appearance strikes almost the same person as Apricot.

The identity of the person was Karin Vinegar, wife of Lord Robrow, the "Lord of Vessels," who tied her hair much longer than her granddaughter's into a form expressing "Lady," and in an earlier extension of the story of Netuark, a princely baby, temporarily well cared for by a butler like her brother, was big enough to walk.

Because the butler was talking to me in letters and souvenir stories, Karin, even if I first met her, had no nervousness, and only a little boy of purple colour with bright black hair and left eye who could read people's hearts, could be attracted to the fine kindness of the Lady and immediately solved.

And one way or the other, Trenia, who is the queen of this country, both eyes in purple colour, smiled unexpectedly at the same sex as the atmosphere that inspired her desire for asylum, but also at her older opponent, speaking with her eyes down against Karin as "adorable".

The boy falls asleep in that pleasant and comfortable atmosphere before being held up and "broken up" by a superior mother or a beautiful new "family" sister.

Children who have "memories from birth", who have the ability to pick up and read the hearts and minds of their mothers, and who are rooted in the common sense that they don't remember anything if they remember or fall asleep, even if their parents had fierce hands on "memorials to turning them over."

That's the Dagger Sunflower that was born to cut off what a wise man named Peen Vinegar suggested.

After sensing that the god of an exotic country had stripped the memory that remained at the bottom of the vessel, Netsuruk continues his story.

"Our king prefers" strong men "in the blood of his father, Gloriosa Sunflower, but he still has a preference for appearance.

That said, as long as it's meticulous in there because it's a mother concession sensibility that makes her feel like "you can't protect it" or a preference for the atmosphere.

Strong, but makes you think you have to protect it.

Such a rare talent, it might be harder than telling a wise man to find someone who's going to grow up. "

Having said that, he lowered his gaze, which was still pointing towards Apricot, who was turning his leaning face red, and Netuark looked at Baalzebul again and laughed just a little, his mouth moving again in his white beard.

"" Don't judge people by their appearance, "he said," but the morally conscious seem to speak, but in the end they have never gone beyond the good is the feeling that Ng has seen people's public from his temporary residence.

I don't know if it's supposed to be a coincidence, but you looked quite comfortable.

Each attracts four different races (types), so that might have been just right for a man named Determined Army.

However, it seems that the person you choose isn't your appearance after all, but the person your mind wants. "

"If you're talking about it, the existence of history as a fallen angel and the four great angels you've dealt with apply to it.

Well, it seems fitting that you're "formatting" wherever it started in the end.

- Well, Lord Apricot, is it time to "get ready"?

"... ready, no way, you know, really?

If he thought his leaning face had risen, his face was almost teary-eyed, and Apricot asked while turning his face bright red, the sage of colour nodded.

Although there is the phrase "fight well because of the similarities in character", if "the personality is similar", I thought that the similiar person could read as much as he might think.

Was that what I was thinking, and nothing was going to happen?

"I've thought about it, and I've read it! But..."

It was like chest noise from around the corner where I began to bluntly tease (tease) the names of moves I had made to Ba Alzebur.

I repeated "No Way" in my mind from the middle of the conversation and struck it off again and again.

"But I said I'd do your job in a magic mirror.

So I thought I'd do my job as king after I protected Robrow, and I had to protect this place as a lord for whatever it was... "

"I'll do my job from now on. Apricot"

"I wish I could help a king named Dagger Sunflower be king of a great country."

Netuark grinned and put his arms together.

"Then, misdemeanor. What Dagger Sunflower needs most now as king is a strong, protective companion who walks with us.

At the same time Netsuerk said, a small rubble fell on the head of the red-faced apricot, and his head drowned with sarcastic hair.

"Oh, just a little bit from the valley wall, you might want to stay away.

The corners and the hair have been fixed through the corners.

Even if the outfit is dusty, it will surely be like each other.

Probably the dirtiest way to come down. "

"... I should have doubted you more sincerely when you lent me the special gift of your dear best friend, and I thought," Lord Netsuruk is a gentleman, too. "

Apricot leaves just a few moments ahead as instructed by Netsuerk, calming herself down with a sober mind that she has no emotions of any kind, but can't do anything about it.

At the same time, now more than one stone rubble falls along with a crushing sound, but no one on the octagonal earth looked up.

"That tyrant also wants to continue the tide, especially delighted by the younger generation who suppressed their opinions and won, which has still been accepted since the time of calm, that their parents took the form of spreading" their spouses decide for themselves ".

So, regardless of his identity, "His Majesty the King" is afraid that if he doesn't find his companion himself, it will block the area where the corner ventilation has improved.

I would like to proceed with Apricot Vinegar as a companion, as someone of such strength who accompanies the will of the people and understands the feelings of the "that man" who is king with him, the "Dagger Sunflower", and who has the will of an individual called "Dan Lion".

And while Apricot Vinegar can't be anyone, some people can finally get to their loved ones with peace of mind by seeing that they've met a supportive companion. "

"Cheng Cheng, now you're starting to see the bottom of the vessel," is that it? "

In the moment Baarzebul groans so much at the explanation that the sage of colour has spoken, he realizes that his vessel cares for the fate of those who will succeed him, whom the Lord cared.

The Four Heroes of Peace, flattening the leaning country, eased restraint on the gender of succession, and Pean Vinegar's grandson, Apricot's brothers did not hesitate to travel, remembering with certainty his grandfather's words as "wise men".

"He that fights and runs away may live to fight another day.

(Those who fight and flee have the opportunity to survive and fight again another day) "

When I was a child, in the fountain of the former Lordship's residence, the boys who remembered the words of Word Congratulations given by their grandfather and wise man, said to the butler, "Ask for the aftermath," and traveled all the way through Robrow.

The boys, who did not extend to their grandfathers who became wise, but were not foolish, could have predicted that there would be unnecessary muddling with relatives who persisted in it because they had the potential to "succeed" them.

I fully understood that it would apply to "those who fight and flee have a chance to survive and fight again another day", and "I don't want to fight or fight like that", my grandfather thinks, and my grandson leaves.

Though asked about the house, the deacon walks away with such grandfather's words in Kaoru, without worrying about the Lord's grandchildren, and drops them off.

If, even if a sudden end had come to the body, which was no longer able to grow old after mourning the Lord, he could have gone to the same place as the Lord, he could at least report that he had nothing to worry about the brothers of Apricot.

So the butler did, but what Pean Vinegar himself cared about more than anything else was being the "two granddaughters" that remained.

Neither of them could have predicted that they would be involved in a fence of people who are unlikely to be normal, but I simply wanted them to be happy.

Though I had a sense that it was a very old stereotype, I hoped that my granddaughters would accompany me in that life with someone I liked and admired.

And the Deacon dropped off that "the granddaughter of the Lord, who could not be born a man," would travel in the flowers of order over all fences and times.

"And then, if you see the companion of Apricot Vinegar, does this vessel finally travel to the Lord and his companion?"

When Baarzebul said so, a crack entered the "wall" of heaven from the octagonal earth.

In the meantime, a shockwave (sonic boom) depicting an arc of silver fell just between Baarzeble and an old picture book sitting at the center of the earth, causing sand smoke to rise.

"Can't you even fall down normally, my king!

The sage's much dissatisfied voice echoed in the dust that could stand with the autumn cherry petals.

At the next moment, with the sound of a collision, a large octagonal earth shakes from the foot and further dust rises with the wind pressure.

Especially when Apricot Vinegar, the lord of this land, felt someone "fall" directly beside him, an arm other than himself turned on his back, his shoulder grabbed with a big hand, and he was drawn to him.

"Oh, that."

"Well, don't say that! Netsurk! So if it's like this, would" Deacon's Rock you "be relieved?

Don't mind your own surprise voice, a voice that has the ambitious sound of a "king" coming down right next door but makes you feel nostalgic, Apricot makes you feel your body temperature soar and hot to the earlobes, until your chest hits hard.

"So, I don't see anything in the smoke, but I can definitely hear your heart saying" tyrant. "

Even in the dust, I think of the sound of flowing blood that began to be heard in my head even more strongly at the body temperature that was carried over but transmitted through my clothes, but I don't care about Apricot, which didn't work at all, His Majesty the King had such a mouth on the wise man under his command.

What are we gonna do? What to do!

Like Netuark, who reunited with Lily in the courtyard of the Lords' Mansion, he is filled with "what to do" in Apricot's head as he is embraced with agitation far from his daily behavior.

"- Don't be so nervous, it's about" traveler's brother Dan Lion ”I met 20 years ago, if you think about it.

Well, Dan Lion, who is now an apprentice baker in Wangdu, has short hair.

So, like when Apricot Vinegar is doing Lordship, when he's wearing (maybe), I wonder if he'll be a Dagger Sunflower.

If the subordinate form of "order" is easier for Apricot, shall we distance ourselves from it?

Unlike before, with the voice of Dagger Sunflower dressed as a traveler calmly with his voice contained, Apricot's body temperature gradually stopped rising.

Now, when I am surprised at myself that my heart is so shocked at once by the word "subordinate," the king, who can pick up his heart and read it, grins and opens his mouth in some diminished dust.

"Then leave it to me to say Dagger Sunflower, your brother dressed as a traveler.

However, in any way, I've always wanted to be someone who could help Apricot Vinegar. "

Apricot managed to nod without overflowing what had accumulated in her eyes as she felt the cold warm again with the words.

"- Let's count to 38 this year, Osama said." Brother "is thick on boulders."

If a wise man as a subordinate calmly put that scratch into the emotions that are caged in the voice of the king and lord, including the illumination, the next moment sounds like a finger playing a pussy and a finger.

It did not do magic, but rather sounded to invite the "Spirit of the Wind" to blow through the valley, not many times after coming to this place called Robrow.

Though not feeling the concept of time, the green clear, windy spirits appear in the appearance of a girl the size of a palm, holding the feeling of "nostalgia".

And I laughed, staring at the traveler who once taught me how to summon myself and the girl who learned it, lined up on the earth of the autumn cherry blossoming octagon.

Yokattane

If you lurked the enjoyable part, the character of the generally known wind, and cared about being the spirits of the wind from the time we met, feathering wings like clear butterflies to bless the "lovers," and danced around the two, you can clearly see each other, centering there, having a small whirlwind, flying sand and dust.

As the wise men said earlier, they were terribly dusty on the road up until then, but they don't care about each other at all.

I don't know yet, but I was delighted to be the king of this country and the lord who entrusted me with a part of its territory, no matter what I looked like now, to meet again in this way.

Eventually, the dust on the octagonal earth was beautifully suppressed, the essence of the wind called by the wise man earlier.

More than 40 years ago, when "Gloriosa Sunflower" ran down the wall and landed on that spot, Dagger, his son, makes sure he holds Pean Vinegar's granddaughter's shoulder and stands with a machete in his hand, also enters the sight of Baalzebul at its center.

When I was a baby, I was surprised by my parents "handsets, and at a time when I could be called a boy, I was there with little change from the presence of someone who was weeping over his lack of strength and incompetence, stirring jealousy that once the butler's rock would be" taken by the Lord ".

If he had worked out the dark magic to create a "boy's lock" and transferred his mind, there should have been no vessel will left, but his body had a clear mind spread.

The wise man who was able to sense the movement of that Baalzebul heart and the king who picks up and reads looks at the exotic God sitting at the center.

And if Apricot was also staring at an exotic god who looked very similar to his grandfather sitting in the heart of the octagonal earth, as he was caught in the manner, a wise man standing in the front opened his mouth.

"Come on, now I'm the Vajra Mandala," united like crystals without waste, the structure of this world ".

Together with Lord Apricot and our king, Mandala, "the expression of a world of" love "in which the will of beings to protect this world, while penetrating it all, gently envelops it".

It's a fairly added arrangement, but my persuasion is over if the "honorable" - "Deacon's Lock" - is delivered to Lotus, trying to reach the vessel of God without the remainder of his heart and in remembrance "

"Wait a minute, Lord Netuk?! Why," Rock "?

To the exact words of the conductor, Apricot tries to embark on himself, but with his shoulder in Dagger's big hand, his body never moves a single step.

The strength of that power and the dagger's purple eyes looking up from the side of Apricot, I found that this king was also acknowledging the constant gaze directed straight at the lock.

"Oh, well, then, but..."

But I'm sure it's something that I might come up with.

Apricot gave his mouth the moment he came up with something similar to Netuark Saxfawn that he would do when he worked out the operation.

"If you deceive your enemies, start with your allies," you mean what you've done so far?

The birth I have followed, the events I cannot help myself, I have searched for a technique that I can just do without trying, and if there is no way, I have cut myself open.

Among other things, Apricot is not so angry because it's not weird to do it if he was in Netsurk's shoes himself.

Now during the stripping ritual, he rode Grandor's invitation, even if he had used the technique of the blood covenant.

In Netsurk's calculations, he joined the form of leaving behind what was meant to cause the big brown man to raise the pull rate the same way he did when he came to the ceremonial venue.

If the "end result" didn't even shake, I'm not dissatisfied because I'm convinced we don't need to rub it, even if we get temporarily emotionally angry by ripening each other's assigned roles.

Lord Apricot Vinegar's goal is to protect Loblau, the western territory of the Selisanceum Nation, ruled by Dagger Sunflower.

And the sage Netsuark Saxfawn spared no effort in exercising his power by helping it, which leads him to protect the girl, who is also his niece, who is more important than his own life.

"" This time it turned out that way. "You might as well say so.

And I think Mr. Locke is probably in this place right now. "

Sage said so, staring at Baalzebul sitting in the autumn cherry blossoms, a magical picture book and distance between what he now had in his mouth as "temporary residence".

"Mr. Rock was originally trying to use secrets to borrow the wisdom of" God living in a height with wisdom. "

If you are as wise and wise as your husband, hope that the daughters of the Lord will grow dear with their abilities.

Not to protect myself, but only to protect this house entrusted to me by my husband without imitating my past as a butler.

But I still "even hated it very much".

I met myself and my wife, deacons because I was born in this place, even though the Lord really wanted to leave this place, the place that my beloved husband was trying so hard to protect.

While I couldn't forgive you for ravaging my husband's feelings and cherished memories, I wish I could, in these times of peace - do I dare to say that I have "broken the peace" here?

The other guy dug a grave out of himself more while I was hoping I'd have to do something about it.

The graves that I dug were very large, and the soil that I dug back to bury was only politely removed at these times.

If we don't fill those who replace this, we can't help but bury the hole and the very large and dangerous - "

Along with the word "substitute", the coloured eye captures the apricot.

"But before I pushed my opponent into the grave, I noticed the presence of my daughters, who were unusual and quiet, in order to make sure that the faithful butler could make sure of the grave.

And while praying to be worried, I asked another "grandson of the Lord", who was familiar with the Lord's childhood.

Then, the holes had to be filled by the diggers, but they were unstoppable. "

As a "deacon of the Vinegar family who governs only the territory of the province", there are only a few things that can be done, and they are no longer in control.

If the Lord had chosen to set a record as the hero's helper who led the country to peace, the "grabbing" of the Lord's children could have been misled in the form of a cover-up, although it was the lowest.

But the wise man, the Lord, had chosen to be judged by the law, whatever his position, in case he had broken the law in order not to become a "true fool".

So suck up memories of your activity with a magical picture book and hide.

That's what the individual named "Pean Vinegar" chose, his own decision.

The faithful deacon respected the will of the Lord and persisted in the attitude of the servant "if anyone had broken the law within him", even if the effort he was making had been wasted.

"In the first place, our" parents "and their friends began to strive for" peace, "in order to reduce the number of children who become unreasonable sacrifices to society at all.

Therefore, in a country where we will calm down and rule, we have established a law that punishes severely those who have worked the blame of flouting the lives of children, regardless of their position or reason.

And I believe it's not wrong "

Take over from the wise and speak as Dagger takes his place as one of the great powerful exchangers in this country.

"So what Lobo Lord Apricot Vinegar did was not the wrong thing to do as a loyal minister of the country.

As someone in the role of king, let me make that clear here.

The fact that I have sacrificed four lives in the position of lord in charge of this land has accompanied my will, having succeeded the law and the reign of my predecessor, Gloriosa Sunflower. "

Even if it is a punishment according to the law, the king accepts the fact that it has happened in the matter, whilst he speaks out and tells one of his subordinates that he is not going to let the weight of the business that took four lives be borne.

"So I decided not to leave my side of such a precious subordinate, and if it looks heavy, I would like to carry it with me"

And when he said so, he drew his shoulders even more forcefully, and the man who was in a position to keep the land even more dyed his cheeks red, and bowed down.

The way it is and the words "I am not going to let one Apricot bear it" contain the will of the individual Dagger Sunflower are also worried about remaining at the bottom of the "vessel" of Baalzebul.

The king continues as he picks up and reads that the heart of the vessel, almost close to the sky, has lightened again.

"However, the killing of those four lives led to a new development.

"Being unintentional to a person's history," says the wise man, a great being bounced from history, whose cutting had taken the form of a key.

The resentment of the butler in the mouth of the wise man also takes on a clear form because of the role played by Apricot Vinegar.

However, there was also the thought of the Lord for many years, which had originally smoked in the deacon's heart, and he thought, "If only this place had disappeared".

And while I was doing that, the picture book that became the "door" to the key was brought here.

Well, I'm the one who let you bring in the picture book... to be my belly-up brother. "

So once, whoever has the role of king of this country, cuts the word.

He cut off the words and put his strength into the Taishaking hand, which was made to imitate the "Gloriosa of the Gods" object, and it was also conveyed to Apricot that the king was nervous.

- Your brother? Oh, well, will you be that one? "

The amount of time before it was too short to be compared to ancient.

Over 2,000 years old, as always, I was only interested in the angels of the stars, and if I had used the "old splendid picture books" as my temporary residence, I met the beings that were manifesting themselves in this world, in a different way from myself, in the "shell" than I would call them vessels.

Baalzebul knew what he was, but as "the king's brother," he told this world that he was living his days in the hearts and minds of children, so I remember talking to him accordingly.

And after reuniting with his partner, who was independent of a page in a magical picture book, he was even a little emotional, so he made a suggestion that the end of the love that someone named his "brother" had had seemed only sad for a long time.

"Now, those who possess many talents and vessels, and this other one has an eternal childhood heart that becomes an exotic God.

The memory of this picture book from you, and then the oath that your brother told you only.

To the crowned king described in this picture book, would you give?.

I'm sorry, but apparently, your brother's "love" is intertwined with my partner and I can't guarantee I won't be sad.

Would you give up your sad memories for this picture book to be in the world?

But it was lightly retreated from being the "king's brother".

"My - I have a good memory of Lotz's picture book, I'll give it to you, Mr. Picture Book.

But your brother's "come on" will come true, so don't take it. "

Yes, you did, My Lord Maitreya.

Listening to the whine in Baalzebul's heart and remembering his name, the king of this country grabbed the machete while nervously.

And with the shoulders of a being who decided to protect anything like his niece, he even thought back on the story he had been told by a wise man when he had just settled into the rabbit figure.

"If I'm a human denassi, your brother is capable of using the analogy of a bucket.

But I don't know if it's the hard work or destiny of the people who will be your parents, but I have trapped that ability in the vessel "shell" with the annoying concepts that people have, gained a place called the Pope with great power and tenderness, and I'm living my time peacefully.

Maybe if we keep going like this, the shell will travel again, without breaking, by completing the life expectancy of people in this world.

Still, advise King Dagger Sunflower as a wise man not involved in politics.

As a king in this country, you are prepared to be involved in events that are generally unthinkable, in the position of representatives of people, including him who will be your brother.

It's like people and people from the war of the previous invasion going for territory and "land grabbing battles," and now it's going to be a battle of inestimable existence and formation.

But the opponents who confront each other as a rivalry, even if they leave, are not thankful for anything, as your parents have been evaluated by their surroundings.

However, if you do not, only strong people will be able to remain in this world, far from the world your parents wanted.

And, "I don't like that either," so I'll help you, King.

That said, the information is close to the tease, and I don't know if I'm going to get ahead of this.

Maybe it will be the reign of the ending Dagger Sunflower with the worldly proverb of a joke sage who looked like this rabbit.

But I have to tell you more than I'm supposed to stay in this world as a wise man "

And last night, in a picture book I allowed myself to carry, my brother, Pope Lotz, told me that one of the reasons I was just trying to send it for "my daughter" was that it was about to start a battle in Robrow, what the wise man called a battle in formation.

'In the meantime, get out of the castle and come "this way".

I create another opportunity to "talk" with the other person and ask for his or her will.

Depending on what you do, you may be able to calm down the situation this time by presenting an alternative to "battle in formation".

It just might require your presence, "Dagger Sanfrais."

When the date had just changed, she was contacted using beautiful magic mirror hand mirrors with Sleep Lotus, Suzuran, and White Lily, which were only used during "emergency contact".

The hand mirror, which his niece, Lily, also proves to be the daughter of Pope Lotz and the person who will be his companion, was kept by Netuark in the same uncle's position as "being able to perform his role as a family over Dagger Sunflower".

More than a king who had to think about the country first at all, he admitted that "handiwork" that made him open his mind once, even though he looked like a rabbit, and entrusted it to the same position.

The wise man had promised his niece's mother's sister-in-law that he would continue the reign of Dagger Sunflower, who was at peace with anything, until the time came when he could give the mirror to the girl.

And in order not to distract Apricot from the "King's Attack," it is good that now there is no Lord of "Temporary Residence," Netsuerk had cleverly made the "Secret Interaction with the King" suck into the picture books.

So when Netsuerk and Apricot broke the blood contract, when they once felt that Dagger had reached Robrow gradually through the path his father had lost, the colored sage was even sincerely surprised.

Still, I immediately thought of it as something I was likely to do if I had a magic book to suck my memory into.

In a way, Apricot spoke.

"If you deceive your enemies, start with your allies"

Before the

"If you deceive your allies, start with yourself"

was doing, "this time it turned out to be" the situation was rolling out.

And now, the wise man of color even listened to the exchange between the king of his country and the exotic god who once ruled a world similar to this place, sometimes "without any information", so that he could continue to observe.

"Your brother has received a memory and superior magic about Non.

Besides, now you won't even remember it anymore, but it did turn out that he was right. "

With that said, Baalzebul glanced at the descendants of the "travellers" observing themselves and shifted his gaze straight to the heights.

"Well, it's interesting what you said."

Having received the words of Netsuruk, but not reacting, and looking up at the height, for a moment, he raised the edge of his mouth small when he regarded it at the edge of his gaze, which was supposed to be the descendant of a coloured traveller wrapped in thin red of autumn cherry blossoms, Baalzebul was in his chest thinking back about that time again.

"Yes, I'm sure the travelers will fulfill your brother's" visit. "

Even if, in the meantime, you've lost some goddesses, '

Dagger, who picks up and reads his mind to later tell the wise man that it floats in his heart, carved a deep vertical wrinkle between his eyebrows with his father's concessional and rigorous eyebrows.

A grey-haired, blue-colored presence that sits in the center of the octagon, where I am picking up and reading my voice.

It's Apricot's grandfather beside him now, and he only looks daggered in the same way as the wise man who treated me, who scolded me in this robrow, when I came out of my mother's womb, into this world.

I have also remembered it since birth, and I looked like such a benefactor, that the wise man of my country says that the voice of childhood that "exotic God" is bringing to mind is surely the voice of "brother" in the position of brother.

"I lost some goddesses."

I can't dagger the reason why the word "goddess" used in my brother's mouth applies to what kind of being.

However, there are several women who may have disappeared from this world in the form of "mourning" from before them.

(So the brother was "made" to mourn Maple and "Lotz" to mourn Mughe in advance of mourning his own companion?

Yeah, but is the only one who fits the Traveler?)

While Dagger picked up and read his mind in confusion, Baarzebul also looked up at the heights and thought about the "bereaved goddess" earlier.

(Was Lord Maitreyer expecting this far?)

Satisfied, he also left no goodbye greetings.

But she was surrounded by the connection she had built in her time as a man by her beloved and cherished angel who conducted the beautiful and gentle water and an angel who behaved like a "brother", using the unique and admirable words she had succeeded in.

Above all, just as Baalzebul feels like the angel of the stars, Eliphas' journey with the thought of being is a joy as a being who spent 2,000 years together as a companion.

(Originally, it should have disappeared after the 2000 deadline of 18 years ago. If that leads to mourning in this way, then I guess the fringe between Ng and Eliphas is over at the point where I think that would have been a good thing)

"- That's..."

From the attitude I've been sitting around, scattering the autumn cherry blossoms that are blooming to surround me, Baalzebul rises.

In the abyss of the height I saw something gleaming golden.

For a moment, it looked like a "star", even under a cloudy sky, shaking hair in the wind of a boy who could tell it was golden.

The boy cannot return to the feeling that Baalzebul will not stop looking, that the Lord is only the vessel necessary to appear in this world.

Lord Ars Trad.

Until now, he had called the wise man aside, and the lord had called him to praise him, but he had called him by his name, even though he was different from the Lord.

vessel, and although it has the exact same appearance it deserves, inside it is the opposite, far from humble and symbolic of the Lord's "pride".

But he used the key of secret art, and went down through the door called a picture book to the vessel, and exchanged words with the boy of the vessel, in life.

Whenever I remembered the angel of the stars, I realized that Baalzebul was both true and hesitant to speak.

Are you okay?

"You really look better with a cane as a weapon than a dagger."

"Zebble is more of a clever, wandered grandfather than a wise king in me."

You (Ars Trad) wanted me to be the Lord.

I can only see the boy looking down at himself.

"-" Ars. "You, right?

So, a boy who has the gift of a vessel for you to come out into this world without stopping. "

Even if the wise man put it as a precaution, Baarzeble looked up at the boy, looking up from the abyss of height as if looking up at a star in the sky.

Then a white feather appears behind the boy.

Immediately I realized that it was not Als Trad's, and that it was the presence of someone who unloaded the power of the angel who dropped me off, the goddess who was traveling to the side of the golden boy.

Only the wings were out in a clever condition, and it also looked like Ars was stretching just 12 wings.

As soon as he saw it, Baarzeble leaned down and stared at the "temporary abode" buried in the flowers of order.

"This is an imitation of what, Netsurk"

Even as he calls it by name, Baalzebul keeps staring at the Magic Book.

"That's right, I've said it many times already, but it's" persuasion ".

And I'm even instigating it.

The vessel that seemed most suitable for the angel of the stars, at least for Lord Baalzebul, was found in this world.

Besides, you've arrived at the perfect vessel to move around in this world.

So... don't you have to rely on the magic book of your temporary home to find the angel of the stars?

From the king of his own country, he receives the "information he wanted" with a special symbol through a communications machine with the king's cousin's hands on it, laughing unfaithfully and unfaithfully, and continues his proposal.

"You have no concept of time. But I've searched for it in 2000 and I've been so attracted to vessels with just the perfect exterior.

Then why not if you've already decided to ALS TRAD the Star Angel Vessel?.

Time is endless, but what are your chances of meeting someone who might want you to meet in a Star Angel vessel?

"Aren't you, of that vessel, Lord Ars's" ally "?

"Enemies of man" is the definition imposed on the fallen self with the angels of the stars.

If you retain yourself in this world, for a boy named Ars Trad, you can only do anything to the enemy.

"I'm on your side."

Raise the end of your mouth and say clearly as you press up your glasses with your middle finger.

"However, even if I change my name as many as Belzebub, Belzebub and Baalzebub, I also have a presence that gives top priority to the angels of the stars.

And I'm going to be proposing that you remove the reason for your hesitation.

In a way, as a descendant of a traveler, we're talking about a new "re-contract."

"Re-Contract?

So if there was a little metal noise, and the noise turned toward him, Dagger was pointing the machete toward the "magic picture book".

"Lord Baalzebul, if I may say so as king of this country, the calendar of the" angels of the stars "is beginning to disappear in this country.

So I personally encourage you to ride at the instigation of the wise men of our country. "

As such, try to shelter Apricot and step forward and set up a machete.

"Is there anything that would benefit the Lord if he rode?

"Yes, it will lead to the will and hope of those who wanted to protect this world."

With that said, Baalzebul stared at the wise man standing to play his finger.