"Long time no see, Master Bae. Nothing unusual about you?

Carlent Kanifa Viblast, son of his first daughter-in-law, with a second inheritance, or something.

By the way, the first right of inheritance is Miss Carlent's grandmother, whose name... I forgot. I've never seen him before.

You just think age is entrusted with one of sixteen cavalry regiments at twenty-five? The nobles have a duty to be in the army for years of training. No further information.

"Oh. Long time no see. I'm doing fine. How's the side one?

I spoke to the fox with the silver hairs beside Miss Carlent. And what was that name?

"Yes, I have had my master do well"

"That's mine. It's fun every day just to have Klama."

Miss Carlent hugging the fox and neck. That's the only place I can smile.

"Looks like we're getting along better than anything."

"Yes, my dear friend!

Well, I don't want to know what happened between the two of us (?) at all - but I could only understand that it was definitely a decision then.

... Well, fox or slime, I don't know which one would have been better...

"Is it okay if I move to Viblast?

What a party you were in, weren't you?

"Yes, the Holy Church has quit"

Yes, yes, it was a church. Church of Love and Life glorifying the Goddess of the Moon. So... what were you doing? I've heard from the Duke who said he did something and became a Virgin. What did you do?

"Can you quit so easily because you quit? You must be the Virgin."

You mean, what kind of Virgin are you? By the way, it's the belligerent Virgin who's at home. What is it?

"I was ready to quit after I met Shiratori. I am the best at cartoon roads!

A former Virgin who exalts her fist with a rough nose. Oh, yeah, keep up the good work.

"What is it, what is a mangadow? My nose is so rough, I don't know."

Well, novelists are still unrecognized times. I don't know what kind of manga they scream at. Wow.

"In the name of a profession that tells stories in paintings, and you say you want to live with it, don't you? Well, you're a teacher when it comes to teaching."

The Church of Knowledge will also communicate history and culture in letters, and it will be the same.

"... why are you saying this out of my sight...?

That's because I feel guilty, too. I would also resent the public for having a chest ache if my own daughter were like this...

"Ma'am, my daughter's going down a new road, bless him"

Interpretation, someone else's daughter. I don't care if she's not my daughter.

"... what are you doing to people's daughters..."

"I admit I pushed... but it was Miss Carlent who chose that path. Besides, Viblast's successor is his eldest son, right? Just fine to leave the back to me."

"Back, you say?

Surprising duke which. Oh, I didn't explain.

"They used to have people to manage the doors. Originally, Duke, I wonder who inherited the key that the caretaker had."

Maybe, but the person behind it secretly inherited it so they wouldn't find out on the table, but there was some kind of problem and it was obsolete and decided to be managed by our Lord.

"The door won't open unless you inherit the blood of Viblast. Descendants on the tablet, never cease to bleed. It said," The blood of hope saves the vibrast. "

Do stone tablets carve from generation to generation, the carving was different depending on the row. Maybe the keeper of the key carves it when he wants to leave it for his offspring.

"Right. I was interested in the door too, why don't you go?"

Since I installed the transfer junction door, it doesn't matter to me, but I was concerned about why I didn't put it in a direct line and deliberately placed the one cushion.

"Don't be so simple. It's a secret from Viblast."

"It's bad that Viblast didn't convey the voice of his ancestors correctly"

Well, so for thousands of years, this is the only legacy - no, an asset. That's all I have left, so I figured Viblast was awesome.

"Because of this, why don't you take him with you? Has Miss Carlent met the caretaker?

"No, Shiratori told me you should see him in person."

Oh, yeah. Isn't that nice?

I don't know what that filth is thinking, but you're on your own. I don't know.

"Right. So, Duke which. After lunch."