Stranger’s Handbook

"Well, that's quite an in-depth story,"

Ha ha, and I laugh but I can't stop sweating cold

She doesn't know what the hell she's trying to say...

Strengthened magic over trembling hands to drink tea

I don't know what it tastes like, but I can't help it because my throat is crunchy.

"Hehe, the Duke of Zest is the sea of sunset... it will be night for us in the mercy of God"

You've been tapping into mysterious remarks again.

What the hell, "The Sea of Sunset"...

I don't like it anymore. I was wondering if this guy could come home soon.

In the meantime, did they say something good because they likened me to something?

That's what we're gonna do. We're not gonna figure it out anyway, we're just gonna worry about it.

"Thank you, Sister. So it's time for me to do my job as a messenger... do you have a letter, etc?

Ha-ha-ha. She takes the letter out of her pocket.

... don't let Sister hand write on your chest, is that where you keep it?

Yeah, I don't have any obstacles, so you're just fine with the storage.

Open the handed letter

Praying to God so that the contents are not biblical.

..................... good, decent content

I haven't seen a polite letter in a long time that starts with a season greeting

I thought it was a letter lately, because it was biblical.

Your majesty, I've left it to you.

I'd like you to give me a break if the address is longer than the body.

I checked the contents, but to sum it up, here's the thing.

"The Episcopal State of Lilac acknowledges that the territory of the former Terminal Kingdom will be the territory of the Grunge Empire

It wasn't war, it was just saving the people from racism, it was a legitimate remedy for no other reason.

Therefore, there is no hostility to the Grung Empire. From now on, I want to interact because I'm next door '

That's what I'm talking about.

The sender is Pope Gabella or the head of the Lilac Episcopal State.

It's a country I don't know very well, so I don't have much information, and I can't really get an image of it.

But to this point, as far as I can read the letter, it seems like it would make sense.

But... but it is.

There's a horrible entry at the end of the letter.

"The Sister I sent is going to create a new church there and leave it to you as a priest.

She's an honest daughter who knows her doctrine and has no back.

Best regards'

This isn't exactly the word, I know exactly what it is.

[Priest the Sister who transitioned left and leave him there. He's a good pawn who won't betray you because only doctrine is in his head, what if he disposes of it? I'll make it a reason for war.]

I guess so.

I could not cut off the old terminal kingdom, so the feed was sent in as unfavourable if for no clear reason......

That's a pretty good raccoon for you, Pope.

I have no disrespect for this Sister.

We're just having a doctrine-like conversation.

If I punished her for that, I'd say, 'Give a heathen a hammer of judgment who can't understand doctrine'... I guess this is what happens.

Lilacism is a religion with an understanding of other faiths and is friendly towards pagans

But he said, 'If they kill me, I'll kill them back. Don't talk to us about our faith because we don't ask others to convert. "But they're the basic theory.

I can definitely rub it

sigh of tea at the Pope's nasty thoughts

We need to talk about what we're gonna do.

"I know exactly what you think under the Pope, Sister was going to be a priest. Are you going to reuse the church we have now?

"It is disrespectful to God to accept the arrival of our dear brothers as training in this world. It's like a drifting boat drifting in a sea plain leads to the hem of God and searches for grass flowers in the woods."

You know that, right?

Sister with such a smile on her neck.

I don't know...

"... I see"

"It's like wishing God mercy, so please be quiet, Lord Zest. Now if you'll excuse me."

I'm gonna get up, I'm gonna pose for prayer, and I'm leaving, Sister.

I'm gonna have a cold cup of tea.

"Somebody go after that Sister, don't find him."

"Yes, sir."

The black shadow that was in the corner of the room disappeared.

It's an intelligence unit I picked out of my former adventurers.

"In the meantime, a meeting..."

Unexpectedly muttered solitaire

That was sinking darker than I thought... you're tired...

Gather the executives in the conference room

Well, there's only Albert and his master now.

Master just arrived yesterday.

He arrived with the Black Knight 200.

Sounds like the Empire isn't going to give up this place either.

"Intelligence reports say Sister was on his way to the church site to do restoration work. I'm guessing you're going to contact your home country based there."

I see, but it's troublesome when religion is used for diplomacy.

"My lord, do you want to slash it?

Albert...... you shut up

"In the meantime, let me tell His Majesty the Emperor and give him a thank-you note. Exactly. I don't have enough piercing."

"Right. Don't take it too far. You can use the Empire."

Master, I can count on you.

"So how's it going for a while... the master is here, isn't he?

"Oh, I'm here. So I don't mind if you use it."

Good...... really good because all I had was brain muscle

Now we've got a consultant.

I still need to increase the number of smart civilians down there. It's yummy.

I guess I'm getting more and more jobs.

By the way, Zest, I need to talk to you.

Low voice crawling through the bottom of the earth and its eyes darker than darkness

tingling and skin sting, visibly killer

Huh? Why are you so pretty, Master?

Albert, you're not here.

Son of a bitch, you ran away!?

"You have Beat's naked record demon props, don't you? I didn't raise Beato like that, did I? What have you done?

With magic, the master who strengthened the munchies so much is imminent.

"Wait, Master, if you talk... if you talk, you'll understand!

Talk to me and I'll figure it out.

Conversely, if we don't talk, we won't understand.

It's been a while since I saw the munchies scrape the floor stones.

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