Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

It was not Ars, but two squires, who were stunned by the terms without a clap. Silsila, who was listening next door, could only complain of being aggressive and absurd.

Orneus' surprise is shown by instantly fitting in and not taking his gaze off Ars with a firm face to follow the Lord's instructions.

Silsila glanced at Isle when she said she had a bad feeling. Even Silsilla, whose brother has served a similar Lord, could not have guessed it all the way to his chest.

Siquoren's family line is six years old and her education as a squire is imposed. It began with the creation of the flesh to protect the Lord, and included knowledge, behavior, and everything in his care around him.

It's been five years since she was officially named as a bystander, and she couldn't understand what she was thinking in the bottomless abyss of thought of a person named Isle.

How good would Silsila have been if she could have focused solely on fulfilling her duties as a squire. The casual conversation she had every day since she was sidelined really reflected Isle as an innocent boy of his age.

Silsilla thought he was the real Isle at that time. He said he was really just a pure, innocent child.

I know she would have grown a little evil as a nobleman, but still, she never gave the Lord a cut.

But the cunning shown from time to time kept Silsilla feeling a little anxiety. She has things to think about.

I can't forbid him to tremble, considering where he's walking. I wonder what the hell you want before dark.

It is also possible to accompany oneself or Orneus by the side if it is only lonely. But if he runs further and further by himself, Silsilsila will not find the back of the LORD without guidance.

That's all I was afraid of.

It must have been something I knew. It's not a hunch, it's not an intuition, it's a denial. I oligarized Silsilsila. While I realize that's an act of liding so I don't see it in me.

I didn't stop believing that the Isle that turned me on was who I really was.

But it's all collapsed now too. No, I couldn't face reality with fantasy, so Silsilla even thought I'd be grateful for the collapse. Whether this is the essence of Isle's personality, then it is what Silsila as a squire should do to embrace it. More importantly, she couldn't leave her dangerous brother alone, not as a squire. If you take your eyes off it, you'll push it everywhere.

Stunning was twisted down by the will to be prepared.

Yes, Als Regin is an absolute necessity held by Alpha. It is the strongest contradiction and contradiction that protects mankind.

There's no way the military would allow an individual to own it. At the same time that it seemed impossible to say how much Oomruina, I feel that this Lord would do something about it.

At the same time, however, it is possible to retain possession of the right to engage in military duties. Then there will be no diminishing of the effects of Alpha as an army. However, there is also the possibility that a single title may be stripped. On top of that, Isle has the right to order.

thought there was great significance in the means of taking away from the Governor General.

I guess loneliness awaits on Isle's way. OomLUINA It is not possible to predict even one end of the thought of Isle, even the current Lord, as his son. How much aspiration does this Lord have? Silsilla looked at the back of the Lord's head, which she had taken a step earlier.

I guess even a good smile of people is spreading like they always do. It's one of those familiar expressions you don't have to look at already.

- Ugh, you're a caring brother. I guess I'm the only one who has to stay by my side forever. Yes, I will. Whatever you say.

Silsila's powerful eyes were added to Isle's gaze at the way the other person came out.

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Reflectively, Ars discusses the conditions being poked at. Not whether it's possible. There is still a lot of uncertainty about Ars' origins in the clogs, and Beric is now the identity underwriter. If we can tailor Beric as a criminal if we're to connect the earlier stories, then Ars' identity coverage will have to be replaced by someone.

If this is after graduation from college, it would be an unnecessary procedure.

There are a few other things that come to mind as a way. But that never shifted Ars' intentions.

I don't even verify the existence of wins. He has as much power as he can to protect the things that fit into his hands rather than the duties of those who possess power.

Then I had decided to say this before anyone else.

"Fine......" But it's Ars who doesn't fit in just to swallow the conditions unilaterally.

"You bet people's lives. I guess you're ready for that, too, huh?

Yes, we are not negotiating on a par with the terms against Ars. Still, Ars thought aggressively about this.

(Something's wrong with me too... if I have to...)

When Orneus, who lifted his guard, lined up neatly as if nothing had happened by deviating beside the Lord.

"Of course, but this condition should be broken. You can get the most powerful magician on the job. I wonder what you're asking of me. [M] Unless you die or something, I'm not gonna quit responding."

"That's a shame."

…… Yeah, I'm sorry to hear that. I was wondering if you could do something else. "

It's like you're mistaken for a pawn or something. Ars felt that his opponent's personality debacle had only a few glimpses.

There seems to be no need to shy away for this minute.

Ire waited still with a carelessly cowardly look at what demands could be pounded in the half. The desire to be called human greed is a peek in the face anywhere.

Even trivial interactions hide the essence of the opponent. Ir was also good at pulling it out.

This presented condition is equal to a wish.

In the capacity of nobility, the Oomruina family is a royalty that can even make the impossible possible. It is difficult to suppress the exaltation that Isle is increasing when he can hear what human desires are spoken of if it is possible.

It was just a wish I could not hear in the noble ruling (Tempram) so far. Power to the woman on the gold, all streamed with a chilled voice and heard, Ayle overnight reminded her of an elephant wish as an unfulfilled wish.

(Death is not what you want. Well, I wonder what he would want, gold, no, because he did like old books and valuable literature. Is that it? I wonder if maybe I wish something for the fia. What about appetite? What about lust? Whatever the answer may be, the wish you make is true. [M] Any wish will surely not bring me into disillusionment)

Even if the strongest magician wanted a mediocre wish, Isle would not underestimate him with it. Because that's another answer.

But to the words unleashed, Isle doubted his ears, and his naturally lifted cheeks lowered.

"Didn't you hear that? Then say it again. Don't ever show yourself before me again, if you see or hear my name, pull your hand, and be careful not to name your name from everything that concerns me. The next time you see that mean creepy face... I'll kill you on purpose, how gentle you are."

"Ki, xamah!!

The immediate curse came from that oblique rear woman, not Isle.

- But it was Ayle who controlled its destinations. With his arms blocked in front, Silsilla looks at the side of the Lord and clogs the words of doubt.

It was as if that look, which went diagonally of anticipation, was the first face I saw in silsilsila.

"This should burn the army's hands, too. You seem like a stoic person. [M] No, I think it should be called a distinction, it feels clear and explicit. It's as if he's a possessed man."

Ir's voice plays a harsh and discouraging voice elsewhere that makes Silsilsilsila poppy.

And - the words as I expected threw up Isle's mouth.

"I want you more and more"

"I'm not going to go along with the bullshit. Specify the date, time and place."

The look on Isle's face doesn't change as if it's stuck. That was as if I had even forgotten how to make something other than a patterned look.

The date and time is one week later and the location uses the premises for Tempram owned by the Oomlüina family.

This is done at a distance from the Oomlüina family mansion, in an unexplored area situated halfway between the middle and the wealthy, facing precisely the Lusarca side.

It's the only nature in the Alpha. It leaves nature similarly close to the outside world.

Ars opened the door by hand the moment he finished only saying what was necessary.

"Pick it up..."

"Become!!

It was Silsila who raised her voice again. Ir suppressed his mouth "pussy" at the oddity that she would not normally have imagined in a rude attitude that was no more.

Silsilla was outraged at the first time even in her opponent's ranks that she darkly went home early against the Oomruina family, but she was the only one whose Lord's Isle scratched shame at this rate on the contrary.

Silsilla turns away with such momentum that her hair tied to one came forward. Her thin ears were reddish.

"This is luxury. It's so comforting to think you'll do that again in a week's time."

…………

The silent drop-off had nothing more to say to each other, and Ars leaned against the wall by the door, occasionally with his eyes down.

Disaster passing by that side.

"Forgive me for being a little mean."

Isle spoke of such a throwaway dialogue without rubbing, but Ars's consciousness was poised differently.

Of course, not Silsila, who comes towing with her eyes like a rabid dog, right behind her.

Only a beautiful, sturdy man named Orneus had a disturbing gaze that was not even slidingly hostile.

Only a man named Orneus has ever been alert to Ars in one act. Silsila must be top notch again if she's in danger of combat capability.

The immediate response to letting go of the killer is both an impeccable move. But I couldn't tell Orneus if he had seen through Ars' false killing, but what a crude and extreme response his response was.

It's as if you're acting like you don't even want to.

That hasn't convinced even Ars, who noticed it again.

Ars got hot sometime as he heard the closed noise of Pathan and the door beside him, embarrassing himself just a little bit. The last thing I had left was maybe to cool that heat.

Still, I guess this was all I said as a word because I wanted to lower my drinks.

holding the temples to a scattered tragedy,

"I guess you'll let me explain, no, you should let him bear about this claim for compensation"

A glance at a table made of irreparable dishes and glass scattered across the floor, now leaving only the edges, contemplating the opening of the petition to the president of the board.

I agreed to mistake it for a combination if the stranger saw it. But if you look at that party, no one will think you put it in a halt.

Leaving the room, Isle sighed around leaving the college.

It's been a long time since I forgot, maybe for the first time. No matter how much you block with your head, man, the danger to your life that you cannot escape more than being an organism.

It was also evidence that Isle was still normal that his body would react to it. I'm just unconscious in person. My hands are just shaking in small pieces.

Seriously and strangely, Eyre looks down at his hand. There was a hand that wrapped its hands softly.

"Dear Isle..."

"Ha, I've never seen anything like it. Humans are funny, aren't they? Really. More than that, Silsila, after looking at that one earlier, do you think you can beat it head-on?

Silsilla does not dare to speak, but shows denial by shaking her head. What she thought was her own mistake.

The opponent wins a series of fights against the demonic opponent, the highest ranking for the ultimate in magic. That's what I thought, but that killer is definitely something else. It was the kind of thing that a man who was good at killing people would emit.

Modern magicians tend to specialize in demonic opponents, so they shouldn't go far to Silsila in interpersonal combat.

But Ars wasn't. It would be difficult in Silsilsila if magic were added to that, and the fact that the difference could not be measured, as it were, made her lose her words.

Still, if the difference can be judged even if it is suspended, we can do it to some disadvantage in battle. Even though the power of Ars is silsilsila, the bottom is unknown.

"Oh well, I guess I'm a little early. But what if he can't satisfy himself with his magic?

Circilla walks out one step without answering the raised cheek Isle.

Orneus looked like he was just standing still and hoarding in a struggle to shut up on the other side.

In the sense that the bottom was unknown, Circilla had never seen Orneus's real battle at once. No matter, I've never been serious in front of Orneus myself. I didn't know what he thought because I didn't have that experience.