Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"You can rest assured. He's smart. You don't have to think about the risk of putting me in your hands. Sure, now, though."

Isle threw a casual word at the two squire.

Aim around releasing restraint even against Ars firmly. Yeah, and now Ars can't even get his hands on it.

Isle grins invincibly and stomps the glass fragments gallopingly as he smiles at Circilla, who is in a position to shelter in front, and Orneus, who takes a collisionary stance a step further in advance, before sliding through.

"-!! Dear Isle, more than that..."

"I told you, he can't (...) get his hands on it right now... so don't get your hands off me"

"But..."

Isle proceeded to ignore Silsila's worries with a grinning expression.

Orneus is already in a position to move whenever he understands.

"Well, now you know, watchdog."

Ars drifts through the clouds. It is true that he is the watchdog of the country. But...

"Then watch your mouth, I'll sever your neck and torso unconsciously when you cross the line in me"

"Hmm, I'm interested in your boundaries and yours, but I'm not stupid either, and I'm not tolerant enough to give you a ride on the bluff. In any case, there's nothing in this college headed by this chairman that's in my favor. So... I don't ride"

"Hmm, I can't eat"

"I'll take it as a compliment."

Ars spits abominably. We could have smashed it without making it if we could have put it in favor of this one.

This room is equipped with a magic sensing recording device. The term self-defense would work conveniently.

If it was a real attack, it would have taken the means to screw around without question. If that happens, it shouldn't be at the Tesphere. Not to mention that Isle is not in charge yet. As a Umluina family, the pursuit of Irish personal responsibility should be unavoidable.

It should all roll over the palm of Ars if it is also the mouthpiece of the president of the board, a value to humanity when it comes to ranking. Even fools who think about preservation don't cover that up before the masses.

But that would mean nobility even if it rots there. In bluffs to the extent of Ars, anyone who remembers an arm will be exposed to the type of thinking ahead with their head, even if they are hooked.

However, for a moment, the lack of response to the leftover incense-like killings unleashed by Ars is likely to flatter my face.

Intuition of death still doesn't reflect it, Isle isn't obsessed with his life, or maybe it's rare.

An unusual thought that outweighs even instinctive fear. It's heterogeneous to be afraid of in a different way than Ars.

Ars took the form of a forceful but meagre means.

"It's been a lot of mess, but even standing talkin '?

Isle glances around him like a shudder before inquiring. The sofa was still alive if I wanted to sit down, but one glass scattered on the floor or a broken cup was creating a lull.

I don't mind.

"That's good"

Under a full grin, Isle fucking laughed at the win. Diving through this bluff is huge. Because I can give you all the advantages of this later story.

The relationship creation, which could present advantages, was first as Isle's prospect suggests.

(I feel like I'm crossing without a life line, but I'm the one who cut it off)

But Ir still had to take care not to cross the line. Even though we didn't mean to do that from the beginning, maybe Ars has the ability to kill ourselves. Only at this moment, what may be possible means a great deal.

Isle calculates the strength of the highest ranking magician with the power of gestures.

(... tough?)

That's what I decided. Even Circilla and Orneus, the leading forces of the Oomruina family, have no reason to be enemies in a magical battle.

First of all, it would have to be good to just know that Ars has no restrictions on arbitrary behavior under any circumstances. Perhaps it is impossible, for example, to control Ars in the true sense.

People have to ignore military provisions if their lives are put at risk. This is reflexive behavior, not thought. There are unlimited fewer heavier things than my own life, and there are not many people who can be so severed. The current crisis beyond fear of death, as well as missions beyond the weight of life and inalienable wishes, leads to consequences that do not regard oneself.

In other words, there has to be decisions, pride and important things that are superior to life, but in Ars the range outweighed the ordinary man.

Whether it is vast as a powerful man or not, caution must therefore be exercised.

That's something Ir can't help but put up with. Lower bitches remain lower bitches in an effort to empower them, nobility inherits noble blood and being itself is a precious treasure and property.

Identity is determined from the beginning, not what it tries to be.

But say, "Lower bitch," Ir pays homage to the powerful, and makes a legitimate assessment. Eyre has twisted the strong man across the blade. Power is a power that can move more numbers than individual forces.

Whether it's a thousand rides or not, if a thousand doesn't work, it's Eyre's idea to hit it with ten thousand. If you're not going to be a pawn, just talk about having me leave or fall.

But it's a difficult opponent compared to the one that Isle has ever dropped - lost all his hopes and jobs. So it was worth a lot of trying.

It should have been the only pawn to spread the name of Alpha in the outside world to Als. The role alone is satisfactory enough. It even comes out of covetousness that any country in hand has an unparalleled feat in even seven countries thanks to Ars.

Isle learned one thing that such a thing was only a fantasy. There are numerous enemies in the flowers that emit the aromatic scent of Alpha.

I guess somewhere in there to win out, Isle has to decide to be ready too.

That is now. Isle took it like a test that everything was necessary to push himself up without having to decide.

But it's not as easy as being lucky.

Isle pulls a predetermined proposal, even as he acts like he just figured it out.

"My opinion and yours are parallel lines, but can you swallow this suggestion?

"So..."

Ars asks to hasten the contents. We'll just have to be like this when we get here.

"Lord Ars may not know, but one means is often used for a long time to relieve rubbing between nobles. I will try to solve anything these days because it is gold, but it is a little shallow. Not many people misspew nobility. So, I'm going to employ the easiest way… I like the aristocratic ruling (Tempram)."

It doesn't sound familiar, as it should be. Maybe that's the only minor thing that applies between nobles.

"It is only now that noble rulings (Temprams) are less utilized, but until about a century ago they were very commonly used. Easy game. Well, games that often contain gambling elements such as chess and table games used to serve as surrogates and swallow a lot of conditions on their opponents. It's important to make things clear in black and white, even when it comes to negotiating or breaking both opinions. And of course we'll do it in recognition of each other."

Among them, the split tenblam is a blood-scented method. Call this a game only for those in an overwhelmingly dominant position.

The Aristocrat's ruling (Tempram) is a maximum of 10 to 10 King-taking games. There is only one constraint with regard to the members: those who take them into their houses. This interpretation is in terms of whether it is included in the power of the house. Deacons and private soldiers serving houses also fall under this category. In that sense, working employees must also be eligible to participate if their number of years of service is at least two years.

Knowledge as an aristocrat, so to speak, uses lateral connections to employ human resources. We must rely on our connections as nobles.

but up to one member can be put out in each house, it is also possible to serve as an understudy, but this game is a huge battle with a family name, so to speak.

As a result, few aristocrats readily accept participation. That would even create a one-to-ten diagram.

It was motivated by the tendency to be used for solemnity that Tempram was no longer utilized. It would be better if only the target houses were to be covered, but the rule that the participating nobles would also be united works in the shackles of cooperation.

Tempram's rules are really simple. Sometimes it can be seen as chess or mini-war in a way.

First divided into the role of king and subordinate. The king must, of course, strive by those who have exchanged Temprams, and the only one who cannot serve as an understudy.

Subordinates for the protection of the King - it is also possible for nobles to play an alternate role in the participants in this game. The King's role can only command and direct the whole thing. Instead, as a subordinate, the members must abide by that order.

Each other's kings assemble a war situation by looking at a map that captures the position of all participants, but there's no way to figure out who the enemy on the other side is unless it's actually reported up by his peers.

As a routine means, the King commands his members to call him in a variety of ways, giving them ideas about who is in which position.

Isle finished explaining that if he intentionally drove his opponent to death or inflicted a fatal trauma only this time, he would be defeated immediately.

Pretty blurry, though, I guess I'd say this is even a little playful.

If you agree to this, everything will be just as you wish.

Tempram, rather than constraint with aristocracy, will weigh in verbally.

This proposal is one of the measures we have in place if an individual named Ars comes out. Here again, he eloquently said whether Isle, who had already picked up the win in the exchange, was a fair proposition.

That being said, this is a concession, so to speak, of the Oomruina family.

From the outset, under unfavourable circumstances, Ars had arrived on this occasion. Ars conceives with some discomfort.

"Assuming the other nobles who took part lost, what is the blame in fact"

I did not know how much risk would arise if I recruited a comrade, its specific sanctions.

Isle replied as if he did not understand the frying and how much it meant. As if it were decided from the beginning.

"In fact, enforcement is only nothing. Because it's not such a huge rule. But only one act of exclusion among the nobles has become an implicit understanding. There is no choice but to be treated cold in various ways. Exactly. The house of the parties is not immune to collapse, but it is true that some of the aristocrats who have only joined us still survive."

"I see."

It would sound like there would be no such thing as if it were just on words. Some, though small, are gaining territory, even though they are noble. In that case, autonomy as a lord is also part of the job.

Engagement with the military is not the only thing that moisturizes the nobility's nostalgia. It's not uncommon for a business to succeed there. When some pressure comes on whether you are a successful person or not, your vested interests won't even work and you won't even be able to live.

It is a house of sight among nobles called the Oomruina family from the mouth of the present day. It would even be conceivable to move the army.

Given that nobility is the minimum condition for cooperation with the military or for uninterrupted supply of magicians for a certain period of time, it is only sooner or later that the fall is traced. An army is a college and nobility become the main source of magicians.

It would not be easy to secure human resources either.

I said a parallel line, like Isle said. The conflict tells me there is no settlement in the negotiations.

Arrangements among nobles have no gaps in the ability of others to intervene. So this time again, I won't cover whatever Ars says.

Even if we do something about it, that would mean the Favel family, not the Ars. That's what nobility is all about.

There was no room to worry about Ars from the beginning. This is the only way to overturn Ars, who is not a nobleman in the aristocratic society, if everything is what they think it is.

It is unacceptable to pinch your mouth that it would be the Führer, beyond listening to Tesfir and the formal engagement has been exchanged. Evidence of wrongdoing has been buried in the past, or not from the beginning.

Even just Ars cannot be allowed to deny the existing aristocratic system from the ground up. He did all sorts of research and read and fished materials.

The business of men is the result of building up the past. Success and failure are now food again.

So Ars honestly swallows this suggestion.

I tried to swallow it.

"Before that, there are terms from me."

"-!! You're greedy"

"There are voices who say so to the nobles. But when I think about giving up someone I love, it's pretty embarrassing."

Which mouth he wanted, and Ars, who spit evil in his heart, whispered his mouth to encourage him to go ahead.

"If I win the noble ruling (Tempram), I will have Ars Regin's possession ceded. Of course, the Oomruina family is responsible for negotiating with the military. You're just talking about changing your job from army to mine. Some constraints, as you think about it then, I wonder?