Sevens

- That's between the thrones.

In that place, where only the king was allowed to sit, Ceres was relaxing with his feet on the back of Remith, who was grounded.

Appearing in such a place was a seventy-third young man [Bread Bumper] who decorated the knight's armor against Ceres and extended his dark hair more than before he had made it his own.

Previously the Viscount Circley family, Doris, daughter of the current Baron, and his lover were one another, but now he was in the SS of Ceres and only watched Ceres.

He fulfilled the birth he wanted, and now he keeps 30,000 Central soldiers.

"Dear Ceres, follow 30,000 soldiers to Baym, where this Bread insulted Ceres. Please wait for the good news"

It was Bread who thought about showing off his bragging armor before he left and getting a look at himself by reporting it to Ceres.

But Ceres was nearby, Rufus with a large plate... and Prince Wang was feeding him fruit.

And I did a little thinking trick. The mouth was moving with a mogmog, and there were men dyeing their cheeks around just because of the trick. The men in the room dressed in undisputed dresses and Ceres' embrace.

Everyone was beautifully shaped and loved Ceres. No, I was captivated. As far as his former wife and lover were concerned, he was now Ceres' toy.

"Baym? Oh, you said that, too. Recently, fewer aristocrats were willing to rebel in the country and bored, weren't they? But it's a hassle to travel to Baym... so you left it to Bred."

"Ha! Even if I switched lives, I will necessarily eradicate the beim humans and show them!

The SS was very morale when it came to making atonement for the crime of insulting Ceres with his life. It was an army that was throwing away lives and other things fascinated by Ceres.

Ceres seemed uninterested.

"If you have something interesting, bring it for a souvenir. And today, a boy I've always liked among the hostages finally got to me. So I'd like to hurry back to the rear palace?

Bred makes a hasty apology.

"Also, sorry! We'll be leaving soon."

It's just that Ceres was laughing at Couscous.

"Wait. With that said, Baim had that son of a bitch. Bread, take that“ medicine ”. Use it when you really can't."

That drug - it was a medicine that fused demons with people who were brought in from Zayn and who had repeatedly completed human experiments in Bansaim.

Bread is stunned by the words.

"But Master Ceres, nothing is that far -"

Ceres looked down at the bread from a high position as she stood on Remiss.

"Who told you to give me an answer? This time it's not like you're gonna die soon. And you can't risk your life for me?

The word was poured into Bread by the surroundings of the killer. A number of sharp gazes were still about to strike Bred.

"Oh, that's not true! I wanted to live up to Master Ceres' expectations before using drugs like that! This bread, it's all Ceres'. If you have orders, do any mission to show them!

Ceres was laughing at Bread making a painful excuse. I found that to be an aggressive lie. It was the face I understood that Bred didn't want to look ugly.

There was a cold sweat on Bread's back.

"Fine. Forgive me and raise it. Instead work for me."

That's what Ceres said, getting off Remiss and heading back to the rear palace early in the morning. Men around. And Rufus, Prince Wang, follows.

Bread, I thought you'd be relieved.

(This is the chance I finally took. I want to serve you forever under Master Ceres. I don't want to use drugs that can be such a monster. Well, then Baym will need a handle. You just had a guy in Baym... Lyell, you're gonna die for me. Expose that neck before Master Ceres, and I will also enter Master Ceres' rear palace. That way, as a man, as a minister, I can be seen by Lady Celes)

The distorted bread of values swore in his heart that he would get Lyell's neck, once shown the difference in strength -.

- Frontline of Bansaim.

In that place, where there was once a neighbor, Blower Cadell watched the troops gathering continuously.

The massive places are thousands of people. A few to a few dozen if small.

An army of dukes and a wide array of nobles had gathered from the Knights.

Blower sees the army and exhales.

"We're in trouble because we're understaffed, but there's more where we're left off."

He watched the two knights, his deputy, and the army gather one after the other from the castle room once used by the king of the neighbouring country.

"This one's getting ready for acceptance, and my plans have gone wild."

Blore was laughing.

"Not at all. You've had a lot of trouble getting ready to accept hundreds of thousands of troops, and gathering material for an ops conference to attack Baym. Now, if there's a problem with this..."

The lieutenant's knight nodded with a serious look.

"You're an SS and an elite unit coming from Central. I do have a track record, but I only hear bad rumors. You prefer to commit genocide? I don't think about post-war rule."

When Brower returned to his desk, he grabbed the materials.

"Bread Bumper. Originally born of a knight's house, not even a hereditary. Raise your martial arts in the war to become an official knight, and stay in the SS. If it's just my background, it's fine. The knight I defeated was also a knight of fame in Bansaim."

The Knight, his deputy, was dissatisfied.

"Looks like he was in a previous Griffon exorcism. You may know the eldest son of the Walt family in Baim. Shouldn't we be careful?

To the words, Blore shook his head to the side. The lieutenant, the knight, has never seen Ceres up close. That's why I was insulting Ceres somewhere.

"I don't have that. The man who even joined the SS. I'm sure Master Celes loves it. The problem is, you don't have the experience to command a unit properly. And yet we were given 30,000, and such a massive war is the first decent war. I hope you won't say anything."

In other words, Blower looked like he was expecting Bred to disturb the battlefield.

Before the black line of troops the two of them would come through the streets, I expected the upcoming invasion of Baym to be terrible.

Blore says...

"I want to do as little damage as I can. I know I can't do that."

We were on our way to Fanbaille for help, and we came back to South Baym by sea via Carthafus.

When we arrived loaded with luggage on the Vera Trace on board Vera Trace, Nowem, who had arrived earlier, and Mr. Adele, greeted us.

Liane, ponytailed with pink hair, was wearing moveable clothing. He was getting off the tarrap with a travel bag packed with all the luggage he had packed in Carthaphs.

It looks, it doesn't look like a princess, but it still has an atmosphere.

"Is this South Bame? I heard that, but you're developing a lot. There are many ships, and the harbor is full of luggage."

He was laughing at Couscous and seemed to understand that the contents of his luggage had something to do with the war.

Since Bansaim declared war on Baym, preparations have been under way in South Baym in a hurry.

As Nowem approached us, Miranda waved at me. And I was watching Shannon come down with me.

"Shannon, you're not bothering me, are you?

To Miranda's smile, Shannon was looking away.

"Oh, it's not natural. How many pinches do you think you've saved on my drive? Lyell, it was hard."

It was tough indeed. The pink devil with a smile on his side strangled him with an impatient look is the biggest pinch.

But it wasn't Shannon who helped me, it was Mr. Parcelena who was holding me hostage.

When I saw Shannon sending his gaze for help around, Clara, who came down, was nodding to Miranda for now.

But just the way it was, Miranda seemed to have guessed.

"You bothered me, didn't you? Well, I thought it was gonna happen anyway."

"... I did my best."

Listening to conversations between sisters, I hear reports from Nowem. We had information through Monica, but still wanted to check.

No, maybe he wanted to talk to Nowem.

"Any new information?

"There isn't. Baim looks like we can still manage on our own. I hear stories of reinforcements to the Redant Fortress, and the residents of Baym joining in and more than 100,000 men gathered in defense..."

Neighbouring countries are reluctant to cooperate with Baim.

Baym cut me off. That's all the action was driving Baym's situation, involving neighbouring countries and so on.

I'm looking at Nowem.

"I want Baim to do his best. I want you to stick around as much as you can."

Nowem was also nodding.

"Everything is going according to Lady Lyell's reading. After that, I was wondering if things would go exactly as planned if the trick worked."

Nowem seemed to think that my - no, the operations that I thought of as the historical contemporaries and Mireias in the treasure balls were bound to work.

And I tell Nowem.

"Hey, Nowem."

"Yes?"

When I saw Nowem's face waiting for my words, I swallowed them. "Do you like me? I left out the Walt family, and I was just a little ashamed of myself for trying to say," Oh, yeah.

Not growing at all.

Besides, it wasn't even about asking in a place like this.

"No, it's nothing. Go back and rest a little. And this is Mr. Liane. I know you've seen him before."

Liane greeted Nowem.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Nowem. Tell me a lot about it as a senior. Unfortunately, Ludmila cautioned me at Carthaphs and I couldn't talk to her. Let's get along."

Nowem smiled at Liane too.

"Right. Let's get along, Master Liane."

"Liane's fine."

"Well, I'm fine with Nowem, too"

The interaction between the two smiles may look smiling from around. But I don't know why... it seemed like I was holding back. I'm sure you're tired. Must be.

I've been watching footage in the treasure balls, and it would be the effects of being threatened by the fifth generation and being shown the failed experience of the sixth generation.

When I shook my head to the side, Aria and Clara, who were next door, and Miranda and Shannon were looking at me and Nowem alternately.

And Shannon says.

"Wow. Mutual magic is hitting each other hard. Nowem's on the loose, but that Liane princess is very aggressive."

Miranda is looking at Liane.

"You're a nasty person, aren't you? I don't think I'm gonna lose, but it's gonna break my bones to deal with."

Aria was frightened as she watched Miranda say that.

"Get along a little bit. I mean, why do we have to be mindful of each other?

Clara tells Aria that.

"You're wrong, Mr. Aria. You have to be careful because you're one of us. Same with my family."

Vera and Monica came down from Tallap as we talked about that in the harbor.

"Is that it? Were you still there? You better get back and get some rest. When you get busy, you won't be able to rest properly."

While I felt Vera's tenderness for me to worry about, I told myself that Nowem wasn't in contact with Liane.

- Baym.

Tanya, who is a guild receptionist, had her ear hair up.

Usually while at reception, the cleaner - with her back face as a sweeper - was feeling the serenity of the guild here these days.

I exhaled lightly when I saw the situation in the East Branch where, although there were as many children in question as ever, I felt a little lonely.

Lyell, I've been very busy since the whole line left Baym. And the atmosphere in Baym also leaned toward war day by day, and many adventurers were now asked by their usual jobs to defend the city and were on placement.

When that happens, fewer adventurers return from work to the guild as well.

Tranquility before the storm, Tanya thought.

"I wish I could just end up with nothing like this."

The actions of the Lyells, and the great banseim.

As they were about to swallow the baim, Tanya felt like a hissi...