"Listen carefully, everyone.
Here we have the Cuttlebowl missionary Tatsuya.
I intend to make the absolute God who brings victory to the battle, the national religion of the kingdom of the beasts "
Will the royalty of the kingdom of beasts be all right?
The moment Mr. Syrup found out he was going to wake up, he began to spectrum a bowl of cutlets.
I also want you to be me who was suddenly pulled out in front of a large number of beasts and introduced as a missionary.
Naturally, the Beasts say, "What?".
Prince Alfred stared at my face and said, "I'll take care of it later."
I want a more thoughtful meeting.
Without having to look around, Gatai's good beasts pay attention.
All but the princess knights are men, four species: dogs, cats, rhinos centaurs.
I'm nervous when I think you're just a bunch of A-B ranked, resilient warriors.
"Er," I'll talk ".
It was Tin who came out to replace me with suspicious behavior.
He makes a grand appearance with a confident face and puts one hand in front of the bah and is cool.
Maybe Tin is also medium two illnesses.
"Master Cuttlebowl said.
Trying to help the beasts who are unwillingly abused.
By temporarily receiving one of the great powers of the Cuttlebowl, you release your true power.
And the bowl of cuttlefish desires to be worshipped and served without ever betraying them. "
You like tins like this, even though you're usually unmotivated by faceless expressions.
I didn't expect to see you so alive.
"Hiheen, who is Mr. Cuttlebowl?
Centaur, who welcomed me first, has asked me questions.
I think it's a natural question, and the venue is not exciting at all.
But the tin is full of motivation.
"Master Cuttlebowl is a god who cuts into the future and an absolute god who brings victory to the battle.
Let me show you the greatness of a bowl of cutlets.
In the syrup that joins the Cuttlebowl Teaching at one foot, the Cuttlebowl is given carrot power by the Cuttlebowl Master.
Come on, let's do it. It's syrup. "
You were surprised to ride, Mr. Syrup shows up sassy and kneels in front of the tin.
Apparently, Chocolate has become a medium two disease party.
I'm also sick, so I don't mind.
The two of them have seen this way with the "Your turn" face, so I gently handed them the stewed carrots.
Maybe he was doing a rehab where he didn't know.
Upon receiving the stewed carrots, Mr. Syrup slowly began eating them as everyone watched them, after hoisting them high in heaven in vain.
You wanted a tin, too, and he's got a grand stumbling block.
I've stopped caring lately, but when Mr. Syrup eats carrot dishes, he wakes up and becomes luscious.
The same beasts looked interesting because of the changing quality of the wool.
There will be no reason to make a noise on purpose either.
"That's an amazing carrot"
"You're happy, that carrot"
"Syrup, you're so cute."
"Are you the god of carrots?"
Nobody said the word "bowl of cutlets" anymore.
I'm eating a stewed carrot, so maybe naturally, but I miss you a little as a cutlet bowl teacher.
The tin I ate at the clue is pepper-licking my thumb and index finger.
"The syrup now awakens with the power of a bowl of cutlets.
Those who have the courage challenge the battle.
The bowl of cutlets is called the absolute god, so it will be carved into itself. "
To Tin's words, everyone in the venue was half-hearted.
More than that, I can't help but notice the carrot stew.
But there is only one person who has fought with surprise.
From the blind spot behind Mr. Syrup, one man thrusts in at a fierce speed.
Prince Alfred.
He may have doubted the power of Mr. Cuttlebowl.
The thought of wanting power may have prompted action.
Maybe he wanted to see if he could ascertain the power of awakening.
1 It is cowardly from the blind spot to say he is a prince!
But Mr. Syrup, who's tripling Ste, can't move.
Feeling his signs and twisting his torso, he clasped at Prince Alfred's fist as he penetrated at full speed.
"I guess the prince hasn't fought lately.
I feel weaker than before ~.
The punch is too light. "
Prince Alfred, surprised by the stunned look on his face, starts to tremble with his fist taken by Mr. Syrup.
"Ko, you're saying this is an awakening?!
That can't be right, what the hell is going on?
An overwhelming aura that resembles intimidation, transmitted over fists.
Oh, not my knowing awakening!! "
... What's the prince talking about?
Isn't awakening tripling?
Having made a mysterious statement, Prince Alfred repeated his onslaught so that he could not accept reality.
But Mr. Syrup, who takes all the attacks without moving a step, laughs all over, "Hahahaha".
Looks like the strongest boss character and the brave guy who's confirmed a losing event.
Prince Alfred, who is prevented from all attacks, takes a distance in the backstep so that he can escape.
At the same time, Mr. Syrup packed the distance.
A prince who can only be surprised without the art of becoming can neither guard nor guard.
Decopin by Mr. Syrup purred and put an end to the fight.
Prince Alfred, son of the Beast King, cannot be weak.
Because you said it was on the same level as the tin.
Just saying that Mr. Ste 3x Syrup boasts an overwhelming strength.
I'm sure the level is rising through fierce battles such as the King's Capital stampede, the Brilliant Buffalo special training, and the Battle of Kimyra.
As a result, the carrot power increases its status even more.
Kimaira, whose attack on Mr. Syrup did not work, makes me realize that he was a truly powerful demon.
With Prince Alfred losing to Clams, the beasts in the venue burned.
Did you wake up with a struggling mind flowing among the beasts, one after the other storming Mr. Syrup?
It's not a one-on-one fight, it's a one-on-100 fight.
"Hahaha" the beasts coming from all directions, Mr. Syrup is a bit scared as he laughs and beats them one after the other.
To show an overwhelming power difference, or just gently blow the beasts away.
I'm not letting you get hurt at all, so I'm guessing you're doing something about that.
The princess knight and the princess joined the battle from the way in, but the results are the same.
I'm looking high because Tin gave me a disciplined princess hug and brought me to a safe place. [M]
Everyone seems to enjoy going against it, even if it blows up.
Maybe it's just a mess.
After about 30 minutes of fighting, the beasts broke their hearts one after the other.
I'm not just losing my overwhelming power.
A lot of people are trying and losing, and no one can hit them, and they're being attacked at the end of the sentence.
I put the Beast King down to challenge the disastrous demons and ran away, I guess I have feelings of hindsight.
As I acknowledge my powerlessness, I keep getting more beastmen to sneer at.
And the tin starts to move.
Together with Tama and Cro, I started calling out to the nagging beasts.
When I give them some paper and make them write, the beasts regain their energy.
Among them were even beastmen who cried and rejoiced.
When I peeked curiously, I handed in an application form called 'About Joining Cuttlebowl Teaching' and solicited her to Cuttlebowl Teaching.
I didn't think you and I were even making this kind of paper in the gaps that we were talking about.
Should I say we are close to being prepared, or are we eager to work on it?
"You've been well thought out so far," he whispered to Kossoli and Tin, "I haven't thought about it, Mr. Cuttlebowl told me," and I was told in the face.
Apparently, the tin had two diseases in its true nature.
It far outweighs my middle two illnesses, I don't feel half defeated. [M]
He didn't look embarrassed in the street and was able to make a speech in front of the beasts.
I feel ashamed if someone sees me, and I'm not in the same dimension as I am when I develop two diseases in Kosovo.
Is this... the real Sick Two?
In the end, he was unable to hit Mr. Syrup one shot, with the result of showing off his carrot power in a complete victory.
Every beast man here now joins the Cuttlebowl religion, and a mysterious applause is happening.
When it gets to this point of great expansion, I wonder if we will stay in the Beast Nation alone.
When I return to Freesia, I hope that Mr Lienbell will not solicit me in the Fennel Kingdom because I am likely to join him with immediate effect.
When the applause starts ringing, the dancing of the cutlet bowl is taught by the tin.
Everyone is eager to dance, but it's a preliminary robotic dance.
It's a mystery that no one questions, but I can rest assured that my faith in Mr. Cuttlebowl is so strong.
Still, it's a roll when a bunch of beasts do a robotic dance all at once.
Around where there's no one to disturb and dance like the army, it's just physical ability.
On the contrary, if I didn't do just one, I'd float, and I'd feel ashamed.
... Try it, it's surprisingly fun.
I guess I'll need to feed you a bowl of cutlets more than I joined Cuttlebowl Teaching.
Who the hell makes a bowl of cutlets for 100 people?
I don't think everyone will stop with just one drink.
But if you keep spending time in the cave, the Beasts shouldn't be getting a decent meal.
I think I only eat preserved foods, so I feel like feeding them early.
We need to be careful so we don't get along.
The soldiers were making a scene in the Fennel Kingdom, and you heard that the hot dog festival was in trouble.
If I give the Beast a bowl of cutlets, I don't think that's the level.
I've bought food in Freesia, so I won't be running out of ingredients.
There is also a large quantity of oak meat left when crusading the oak settlement, so the meat can also be secured.
Cro wanted to be a cutlet bowl shop, and you should have more people to help.
"Ah, Mr. Cuttlebowl has come to tell you.
Four tins, balls, crocodiles and maples can be messengers to make a bowl of cutlets, he says.
Let's get to the other room. "
"" "" Ha!
Cro, who said he wanted to open a cutlet bowl shop, is happy to weep over his choice.
I'll be glad to join you, Tama. I'll cry.
I don't care if you're so happy, and I'm just saying it appropriately, so it hurts my heart.
"Eh, I wasn't chosen?"
"Mr. Syrup was not chosen.
I'm sure there's something else to do.
Mr. Cuttlebowl sees everything and judges it. "
I didn't choose Mr. Syrup because we were talking about having an oak baby if I used to cook.
Because I remember what we were talking about at a friendly meeting with the immortals.
I have trouble being born with further unknown organisms, and I don't want to supervise them like that.
I excluded you from the membership because I thought it was too dangerous, but you're so depressed.
Why do party members really think 'there's a god in a bowl of cutlets'?
Don't fall off your knees with a look of despair.
Looks like we've gotten to a point where we can't turn back fast.
"Oh, that's it.
Mr. Syrup and Prince Alfred can go scouting for the recapture of the Beast King, and yes, Mr. Cuttlebowl says.
The other beasts want to rest so they don't get tired. "
The prince, who was secretly depressed, gasped and disappeared like a ninja with Mr. Syrup.
The beasts who were in the square all start sleeping in miscellaneous fish at the same time.
I moved somewhere else to make a bowl of cutlets, thinking I was scared of believers.