Santairiku Eiyuuki

"Carolina......"

"Your Majesty the Emperor..."

Late at night.

Elquille was visiting Carolina's room.

The two hug each other on their bedding.

"You're still wearing cute today."

"No, please don't... Your Majesty, I'm so... embarrassed"

Carolina wore a lovely pink negligee made of silk and laced.

Made of silk and made of thin fabric, the white skin of the carolina appears clear.

"You look great."

"Your Majesty... Um... turn off the lights"

"You're still shy. Okay, I get it."

Elquille turns off the lamp lights.

The area darkens and only the moonlight illuminates through the window envelops the two of them.

The two devour each other's lips.

Snuggle each other's bodies together and exchange hot kisses as they feel their body temperature and body on their skin.

The high and rising body temperature between the two would not be the only cause of the temperature in the genus Mistle Länder.

"Um... Your Majesty..."

"What's up?

"Um, lights..."

"Did you turn the lights off?

"Huh? But like bright..."

Then you two realize,

That there is something glowing red on the other side of the window.

The lights were coming from the middle of the city.

"Hey, Carolina."

"What is it?

"Isn't that... what we call a vulgar fire?

"I think so too"

Elquille and Carolina looked at each other.

And...

"Carolina! Get dressed immediately. I'm gonna wake up Christoph and Galphis and Lucanos."

"Okay! I'll have the horses ready."

"Oh, please."

They ran out in a hurry.

"Absolutely! Who, the idiot who started a fire this late at night!!

The Elkhurs were running horses to the scene of the fire.

Fortunately, the panic was still awake, and sometimes the law forbade midnight outings in principle, and the road was clear.

"But I'm fortunate to be unhappy. We're here today."

Christoph said as he walked side-by-side next to Erkühl.

Elkhur, Carolina, Christoph, Galphis, Lucanos, and the knights of the Elkhur clan.

They are all spiritualists.

In this world where no fire truck exists, the fastest way to quench fire is by spiritual magic.

Especially Christoph, Galphis has a contract with the Spirit to bring to the fire suppression fire.

"But Shehrazard. You don't have to come here because you're a guest..."

"If anyone is in trouble, it is natural to help"

"Right."

Elquille stares at the twin hills of Sheherazard, which shake whenever the horse moves.

You've got some really great stuff.

"... Your Majesty, do not make any extra findings. It's dangerous."

"Huh? Oh, yes, sorry"

Elquille apologized reflexively for the strangely murderous caged Carolina words.

Carolina runs the horse with a slightly grumpy face.

(I don't know what a chunk of fat is worth... even though it's not something to eat)

This is why the man.

And Carolina thought, but I won't put it in my mouth.

"It's good to be able to fall in love," murmurs Lucanos, seeing how those two are doing.

Considering it's what the guy who lost his male genitals said, it's a lot heavier.

Within that, a line arrives at the scene.

There were groups about to throw fire into the building with pine lights and a handful of groups trying to prevent it from rubbing.

A handful of groups are pushing and losing, and pine lights are thrown in from next to next.

"What are you doing!!

"This is! Your Majesty!!

When Elquille screamed, one man appeared.

He is the Archbishop of Alektia.

"Is it the Archbishop of Alexitia? What's burning now?

"It is a library of demons!!

Archbishop Alextya answered that with a tenacious chest.

I see, the Devil's Library?

If it's the devil's, there's no problem...

Library (...)?

Something cold runs on Elquille's back.

"... Could it be the Alexandria Library?

"You are right!!

Alektia Library.

There are 700,000 volumes, the largest library in the world.

Big old, only library in the world where lots of books sleep.

That's...

Burning?

Fire?

What's a library book made of here?

I don't have any paper... I see, Papyrus.

I mean grass.

You look like you're burning very well!!

"... Could it be the Alexandria Library?

Erkühr asked again, taking into account that it was a mishearing.

And Archbishop Alektia answers.

"You are right!!

For a moment, Elquille's consciousness flew.

My foot hurts.

Holding his head, Elquille thinks.

All right, it's good that it burned.

The question is who's burning it. I mean, who's that group with the pine lights?

Erkühr took a deep breath once and calmed his head before asking.

"Who burned it?

"It's me!!

Archbishop Alextya answered with a strained chest.

Pulls and body trembling elkür.

Seeing such an elquille, Archbishop Alexitia thought.

Your body is so happy to tremble!!

Come on, what's the next word!

Compliments or your birth to Archbishop Nova Lemuria!!

In the bud of anticipation, Archbishop Alextya sees Erkühl.

In response to such Archbishop Alektia, Erkühl said with a smile.

"Die."

Erkühl releases the sword he was holding in his right hand and, with the momentum he maintains, goes on to slash the neck of the Archbishop of Alextya.

The fastest slaughter in Elquille's life history.

But the sword did not lead to the decapitation of the head of Archbishop Alextia.

"Your Majesty! Please wait!!

Carolina grabbed Elquille's arm.

The sword was buried in the neck of the Archbishop of Alexitia about two millimeters, and if the movement of Carolina was slowed by one more second of the comma, the neck of the Archbishop of Alexitia would undoubtedly have gone up in the sky.

"Carolina, let go of my hand. I can't kill him."

"Your Majesty, you can't kill me, because at least after I get to trial... see, more than that, isn't it a fire suppression?

Due to the driving of the aggressive Carolina, Elkür, whose head was cold, sheathed his sword.

And...

"Here, Your Majesty? Yikes, what the hell are you angry about, geho..."

"I'll kill you later."

Erkühl punches and stuns Archbishop Alextya in the stomach.

And stomped on the face of Archbishop Alextya, who fell to the ground, several times before...

"Asmodeus!! Stun the trash!!

[Oh, I don't mind... is that okay? To that extent...... Oh, excuse me. I'll be right there.

Asmodeus feels sensitive to Erkür's killing and exercises his magic.

A group of people with pine lights fall down in a bump.

Asmodeus can also force people to sleep.

"Nevertheless, a man with a strong spirit remains conscious... Carolina, kill him"

"... Is it good to pass out?

"... you have no choice"

Carolina faints, hoping, beating one person with a pine light with one sheath after another.

In no time, the Pine Ming group falls to the ground.

"Alright, quell the fire quickly!!

"I'm already doing it."

"It's prep ok!

Galphis and Shehrazard built up their magic and stuck their hands out to the burning library.

"Amon!!

Galphis invokes Ammon, manipulates the flames, and keeps them from burning as far as he can.

And Shehrazard...

"Berito!!

Verito, the great spirit of falsehood and alchemy.

corner of the Great Spirit of the seventy-two pillars.

The rank is Duke.

Its ability is alchemy.

I mean, the smell of gold!!

"I've just temporarily turned a Papyrus book that hasn't burned into gold. This won't burn for a while."

"Gold... that's a great ability"

"It's not so. This, because when I release my magic pour, it returns. It can't be used to make money."

Shehrazard smiled.

Whatever it was, the book was temporarily protected.

"All right, Christoph!! Never mind about papyrus, do it!!

"Finally, is it my turn... finally, my show from my first appearance... it was a long time..."

Christoph remembers the days of sending the Elkhurs by boat and leaving a message.

It's all about Galphis, and it's like I'm not getting my turn.

Bellyful and unrivalled by pirate opponents, but too weak enemies and vain on the contrary because they are not portrayed...

But those days are over today.

"Focalol!!!

The Great Spirit of the Sea and Wind 'Focarol'

corner of the Great Spirit of the seventy-two pillars.

The rank is Duke.

The ability...... manipulates sea water and sea breeze.

And...

This is Alektia.

It is a port town.

"I'll wash you out."

Tons of seawater collected by Focarol.

That pours down into the library like rain.

When he finishes quenching the flames on the surface, this time a windy stream of water enters the library like a snake, quenching the flames so that they wash away.

The flames were quenched in three minutes.