Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"Excuse me, this stuff is impeccable. Shall I take this one?"

Lunaria in the cockpit drops the gun she stood on the spot and takes the black Japanese knife out of her back.

When you make a sound with the shan and pull out the sheath, the beautiful body of the ripples is exposed.

"Black... Iron..."

"It's yours, isn't it? I had a hard time finding it because of the management here."

As she sat down, she narrowed her eyes when she put a knife on my neck muscle.

"Please go back to jail, I know you're the leader of this mass escape. If you're gone, we'll pick up the escaped prisoners and collect them."

"I'm the main culprit, but I'm not the only one who can make this much noise. It's a buyout."

"No, you should say that everyone here was insulting you too much. But that's it too...... The Armor Knights unit of the Demon Army (our) will arrive soon. The Demon Army's fighting power doesn't compare to the guards here."

That's about all you know, right? and Lunaria complaining with a gaze.

"But now we can do something we didn't do all by ourselves."

"I can't, I can't even keep this fire on a large scale."

"I can, no, I'll definitely try. If you can't trust what I'm saying..."

When she played her pussy and finger, she made a piece of parchment (scroll) appear in front of me.

It says Biscilli and letters there, the amount of sentences you just don't like to see.

"This is..."

"Do you know what a demon contract is?

"To give strength instead of selling souls"

"That's right. That's often seen in the devil's favor, but the devil's side is also tied up more than it's a contract. This contract says you will give me my soul instead of your soul."

"Are you serious? I haven't been able to match you at all."

"I mean it. I'm the one who decides if there's a match or not."

This man risked his life on every prisoner.

"When your soul disappears, so will mine. So I will definitely let you protect me."

Lunaria with a serious eye. It doesn't seem like you're lying from her personality.

Not so long ago, I hope to avoid becoming a battle with the Demon Army.

"... please. If only you could get caught..."

So said Lunaria's hand, trembling, and the sword upon his neck trembling in snails and in small pieces.

"Just press the blood thumbprint and the contract will end...... so"

"... even though there's no Boyne, Boy-"

Lunaria shrugged the knife against her neck.

Bush of blood from my neck.

"If you're kidding me, I'll kill you."

"Excuse me. I was just kidding with care, but I couldn't stand Boyne."

"I thought it might be a little bad at the time I said thumbprint too"

"Right, Mr. Lunaria said there was something wrong with one or the other -"

With that said, she is angry that you should let the current pour and not get on with it.

Damn, this guy's fun to be with.

My face laughs even though this is such a pressing situation.

That's why I'm so sorry.

"You are so sweet, trying to do the best you can to be right in your position. That's why..."

You don't cross paths with me.

Because what we want is not a prisoner in a good environment, but the freedom we've lost.

"Excuse me, but I can't sign this contract"

"Why is that? If we're going to talk about treatment, we're going to be able to live more culturally."

Otherwise I shake my head.

"Freedom is not something someone can take away. I carry all the pain and sadness and still walk forward so I can make my way. There's something fun and delightful rolling down that road. It's fun to be free because we pick it up and move on. Freedom to suffer, freedom to enjoy, prison (here) is taking away all of that. So I'm gonna smash this place down."

I scratch the black iron on my neck with my bare hands.

"You think it's only hostile to us?

"Yeah, we don't want a living hell."

Besides, I hate contracts that magically bind me.

"If you use something like this, Mr. Lunaria, you can't dictate," she rounds her eyes like she's been poked in the void.

"Oral... what... Ugh... ah..."

............... bad, was it in your mouth?

Lunaria stared at me hard as she blushed.

"............... I hate your jokes. … makes me…… mistake…"

"Excuse me. No deception. I mean it, but forget about that one now"

"I have a lot of words for you! Please don't please me any more."

"Happy?

Kicked my ass. It was a snake.

She sequins and rebuilds her serious face.

"… final notice. Be mine, or be mine."

"Excuse me. It's a manly word, but I'm not going to put it on the Holy Cross or under the Demon Army. I'm sorry. I had you so good."

Her hair turns golden and wraps around the current.

I didn't think this would kill me on this occasion, but she let go of her hand, which was small and breathing and holding black iron.

"Really...... From now on, you are my enemy. I will kill you without any stray or mercy. But... I'll spare you what I owe you so far, and I'll only miss you now."

Lunaria was a kind and good man to the end.

I took back the black iron and put it in the sheath.

"... thank you. It's good to see you. Goodbye."

I say thank you and goodbye and jump off the cockpit.

Running through an underground laboratory that is collapsing and jumping up the elevator shaft shining through the reinforcing runes.

Metatron's robbery has failed.

No, now I come more mentally to set myself apart from Lunaria than about that.

Can I really do that guy the next time we meet?

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Metatron's hatch was closed after Yongsaki was gone and darkened inside the cockpit.

He was really the one who should never let him get away with it, and it had been established that he would eat big eyeballs from his sister later.

But still, I couldn't argue with him on that occasion.

"What can't you dictate...? You really make me laugh."

I feel something hot pouring down my cheek at the same time that I made a hoot of laughter.

"That... why..."

I rub my eyes with Gushigushi, but the tears have no sign of stopping.

Lunaria looks up at the dark ceiling and stares with both hands.

"Oh, well... this is it"

- The one called Broken Heart?

I heard it from psychology books and other demons and knew it as knowledge.

But I thought it would have nothing to do with me for the rest of my life, so I didn't go into it in depth.

Although I do recognize it as very painful and painful. Bad, Lunaria changes her mind about her broken heart.

Ouch.

Ouch.

Ouch.

It hurts more than I imagined. My chest is screwed off.

She told me if I wanted to get hurt, and I just stopped talking to her again.

But the next time we meet, we just kill each other.

And yet why is it so heartbreaking?

His face, which was disguised as calm, could no longer be maintained either, and Lunaria raised her voice and leaked a whimper.

"Ahhhh!!

Embrace your body and kick your console rampantly as you tremble.

It was an unthinkable behavior from her to take care of Armor Knights like my child.

The tingling pain spreads like being torn from the inside out.

It's like a black hole in your chest, from which you get cracks all over your body. It also seems like an unstoppable self-destruct.

I could see my crying face accidentally on a dim monitor and a decorated yellow flower over my ear.

No, these flowers hurt.

I'm going to squeeze it, but I can't help my flower-wrapped hands.

- Isn't that nice? She's cute.

A star-shaped flower presented to me that smells iron and I can only be interested in machines.

Happy, happy, the words echo in my head.

But the greater the joy, the stronger the pain becomes.

Dastardly, cowardly, cowardly.

I can't believe I'm turning to my enemies while I keep my head down like this.

"Why don't you take my side..."

The lab shakes heavily and the burning ceiling collapses.

An encampment on the ground is falling apart by fire.

I knew that if I stayed like this, I would be buried in the rubble, but Lunaria couldn't move.

Before the heartache, I don't feel like doing anything.

It's good to burn it all with this pain. That makes my head go white.

But for a moment, the shadow of an indelible boy appears in the back of his brain. At the same time he opened his eyes and ate up his teeth.

"...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The lying, untrue feelings in her exploded as Chile scorched and growled inside her chest.

Enemy or ally, I don't care about that.

There will be no tears or other streams of this burning emotion as long as it can be easily erased.

The flame of love burns like an immortal bird, sublimating to stronger emotions.

At that moment, a fire lights the console in front of you.

A geometric activation formula runs on the monitor, which was dark with a small driving sound.

[Startup Metatron]

[Matching Sequence… Optimization Complete]

[Core activation - boot up process start]

[Metatron, passenger registration…… complete]

When the initial activation of the fuselage is complete, the appearance of Metatron will be lit with green light.

At the same time, the monitor showed what was happening in the underground laboratory (lab).

Mechanical audio sounds in the cockpit when you're confused about what happened.

[Good morning. My Master. I am the core unit of this aircraft]

"Lies, Metatron moved...... and matched me?

[Affirmation. The machine has registered you as a passenger]

Lunaria squeaks her throat.

"Even though experimental results show a matching rate of almost 0% between the demonic (demon) species and the origin of light, the Holy Spirit..."

[The machine has been confirmed activated by the emotions of the master]

"Emotions, feelings?

[Yes, I observed the strong emotional highs the core needed to activate]

"... by the way, what kind of emotion is that?

[May I say it?

"I knew you'd stop. I'm guessing somehow."

If they say it's emotionally expensive, I can't think of anything other than just now arr.

It is intolerable Lunarian spirit to be spoken of by a third party so much as to call it a machine.

[It's love]

"Why do you say it!?

Lunaria punches her head in the console in front of her.

[We have told you the facts because the Core Consultation System denied concealment from the Master]

"Then don't waste it from the beginning!

[Excuse me]

"It's true that Ray Storm, who matched his sister, resonated strongly with the sentiment of pride, with research findings..."

It had not been possible to determine whether that would be linked to the matching of the passengers with the core.

I still wonder if emotion was the key, but depending on that emotion [love] is a disgrace if asked by other demons.

"Oh, love, you and I are the devil."

Lunaria turns to herself as such an idiot with her head in her arms. The face was so blushing that the fire seemed to come out.

"I did scorch myself so undeniably..."

[It was a very good love]

"Please shut up!

Lunaria fists a shiny console every time she talks.

[Orders, My Master]

"... will crack down on the mobbed prisoner"

[Copy that, Battle System Setup and please wait 380 seconds for Magic Engine Idling]

"... Metatron. Can you use your power to get that guy back?

[Notifies the results of the operation by the three consultation systems. … affirmation 1, conditional affirmation 1, denial 1, the result is positive]

"... What are the conditions for conditional affirmation?

[I care about the master over there. It will be possible to cross different paths again if you bump into the master's overwhelming feelings]

To Metatron's humane answer, Lunaria laughs all the time unexpectedly.

"... Nice. I think I'll like you. Metatron."

[I'm afraid]