Sanzen no Souru Supina

■ Sixty-fifth night: lurking garden

"... honey, Snow!

Snow was hazy when he realized he was being called out.

There's Isma's face at the distance she can feel her breath, and she's about to scream.

"Are you kidding?"

The fingers of the earthspider man blocked Snow's lips like that.

Snow nodded and showed.

Yeah, and Izma gave it back too.

"Well, final confirmation. I'm going to write to Lucatius in his private room. So, once you're done, once you're back here, alternate his watch. I read the letter. If Lucatius moves, I'll go after him, sir. Snow's the star then, huh?!

Snow was still not good at this man, who would pack the human distance.

I don't have very good memories of a species called earthspiders in the first place.

Starting with Ele, the first encounter, my sister Elma.

And Isma, who seems to be the chief, couldn't read the bottom of her belly exceptionally.

The princess and the witch sisters are still grasping their character, somehow because of the way they've lived together over the past few days.

In living under one roof, Snow felt that even something like trust was emerging.

But only this man named Izma, who is even heartbroken and worshipped by those two, who have both a single habit and a lid, could not be trusted.

There are too many secrets.

If you give me an example, I can't help but give you an example, but the biggest one would end up with that reason why Snow himself is here.

Even the way to catch Lucatius is not peten or blackmail itself.

Moreover, it is.

"I'm lurking so close... are you a jerk?!

"Bullshit. Bullshit. You say it's dark under the lighthouse, right? Besides, you and I are working on it."

"What's the plan... on top of this, yet?!

"That's right. Every little combination of ploys... moves a giant conspiracy like mechanics."

Apparently, touring measures, lying, and treating humans like pawns for Isma is the same level of profit as breathing.

Let me give you another example.

This earthspider man, who now talks about the conspiracy, for example, as if he were commenting on the game, daringly proposed to lurk in the centre of the Imperial Palace, in the aerial garden adjacent to the Emperor's private room.

And completely deceived not only the eyes of the guard, but also the eyes of the heliatium hundred thousand, and led the three snows to beneath the lush laurel tree bushes.

It even includes vertical climbing beyond twenty meters.

How now, even though the eyes of the citizens of Heliatium are poured outside the walls, Snow even remembered the battle for the lack of a man named Isma, who avoids even the use of alien powers and lightly accomplishes so many difficult tasks.

If a man with so much skill has earnestly insinuated, how can I protect him through, such as confidentiality or privacy?

"You are... a villain after all"

"Big (...) villain. Just say hi there."

Looking back at Snow, who crushed like a shadow, one wink, Izma headed to the private room of Emperor Lucatius as if he were a shadow.

It should be noted that the palace, which is the imperial palace of Heliatium if you are referring to its location, is an architecture built in Katachi adjacent to the third tallest wall, counting from the moat, northeast of Heliatium.

This Lux Palace, the third of its kind as the palace of Heliatium, will be built in a relaxed hilly area stretching out to the front of the city and overlooking the Gulf of Gorge.

On the east side of its top floor, there was a private room in Lucatius where the morning sun first hit.

The tall tower was by the Lux Palace to prevent the western sun, where guard soldiers were also distributed, but the bushes of trees planted in the aerial gardens have masterfully blocked my gaze, even elegantly.

There is no other way to get in, except for a specially allowed close visit.

Apparently, the emperor of the Vibronze Empire, who is seen by the surrounding countries as a completely sunset empire, didn't even dare to try to hand out escorts.

It was an extremely private space.

Yet Isma said this in the garden, a reflection of the other person's personal heart.

"Perfect for hiding, isn't it?".

I see. In this helium, the garden of the Imperial Palace may have been an excellent location to lurk.

But even if that's true, Snow thinks that the only person who gets to that idea is some crazy person.

"But I often set you up in this difficult time"

"The direction of the shadow and how it falls are included in the calculations."

"From evening onwards, dusk is sure to lose visibility due to the condition of the light. But the shadow also stretches long. It's hard to say that during sunny times like today, it's necessarily for undercover missions."

"That's why I set you up, I guess. It looks like Lord Isma."

But Norman and Burton say as if they were in love, looking away at the back of an impudent man, without such snow outrage or anything.

"Is it that hard?

"That's hard. I was wondering if being crazy was right in this situation."

"Difficult. I would wait for sunset"

The inquiry returned a heterophonymous answer.

"It is."

Snow crushed somewhere unintelligible, despite the fact that his husband, Ashle, was the rating of two men of full confidence.

The two men laugh softly at the look of it.

Beneath the laurel tree, where the bond of payment is strewn, is quite a cozy shelter and observatory, if taken in formation.

Let Isma say, "It's just a blind spot directly above a castle fortress with a bond that inhibits the metastatic, cursing and other offensive spell-based and paranormal investigative systems".

"Well, I'll keep something in my mouth while I'm at it."

"Right. It doesn't smell very good, though."

"Well, this"

And such a standby assignment should not be too lax or too nervous.

To maximize your abilities when your turn came, and also involuntary physical movements...... I didn't let you eat and rehydrate properly to control the belly worm, if you like.

Snow took it out was black bread sanded with crusty white cheese and dried fruit softened back with water.

That's for the number of people, wrapped in a clean cloth and showing up.

"Oh, good."

"Let's have it."

"I'm home. Oh, it looks delicious. You're eating, and I'll have it"

It was the moment when a row hit the sandwich.

How quick.

Izma came back on a mission.

"Fast"

"That's right. How long do you think it took me to look down? Easy win, easy win."

Isma said she would peel off her eyes and receive a sandwich from her surprising Snow hand.

"Weren't the dogs handed out?"

"Um, there he is. Two big ones."

"How did you get caught?

"I don't know... we've been getting along. I thought it was time for an afternoon's sleep (Siesta), but that just didn't happen. You can't sleep with Gu-suka-pi in this situation, right? It was easy to do thanks to Death"

Without taking the early arrow question for granted, Izma hits the sandwich.

"Oh, this is awesome. Snow, can you be a good daughter-in-law?

"Oh, daughter-in-law. Na, Naze, talk about that right now."

Snow stared at Isma's remarks as if he had completely forgotten that this was the deepest part of the enemy formation.

Because as soon as I heard the words, the smile of one person spread all over my head.

Fluffy, even audio that I don't quite understand comes out of my mouth.

"No, seriously, you can do some chores, right? Ele and Elma are telling me. Thanks for your help. In that regard, the princess is devastated by household skills in general. It explodes like a kamado or a pot. Well, swallowing it is a man's worth."

"Again, is chores important"

"Uh, it better be there than not, right? Snow is honestly a great visual cute, but there are so many beauties around me, Nah. When you get there, you're grabbing Athelui, you're grabbing her stomach."

"Stomach, grab with"

"The more weapons, the better. This sandwich, for example, would be even better if I could have someone pinch the gum galucci into a crispy fried grill."

"But good luck?

What is it? And Snow asked round his eyes, and Isma followed.

Norman and Burton quickly pulled those two sleeves somehow.

Norman the side of Isma, Burton the side of Snow.

"Hmm?

"What?

Norman and Burton waved with their faces up in front of the two that things were not swallowing.

Stop, it's a gesture.

It is a hard decision.

Gumgarucci is a hidden word that refers to giant elephant larvae in the Alam area.

Not sure if it's via the dark continent or the eastern trading route, but anyway, this insect larvae, a major pest in bananas and palm plants... uh, was treated as quite a hobby among the earthspiders.

If you put aside just a few words, it is clearly stated and noted in the Aram classics that you may eat this when it comes to several types of insects, such as inago.

These edible insects were commonly spoken of (but not grandly) by the common people of Alam, especially the lower people, and were secretly captured in the city of Lower Town.

So it is Gumgalucci.

The taste was excellent in lipids, and the fragrance of the epidermis and the creaminess of the contents when fried and grilled were much better than the diet of ordinary people in the Western world…

It wasn't a good topic to touch Snow, who was screaming at Elma's cooking.

"... what, don't talk? No gum galucci? Even though it tastes good. You know what? Anyway, Snow's hanging in there."

Isma interrupted the conversation very much, but Snow laughed lightly at the one thing she was trying to do.

Isma smiles and watches the girl admiring the knight like that.

But those eyes don't laugh.