When I came out, it was all night.

I recall Etwal being kept in the Duke's office and quickly headed there.

Walking down a dark corridor to the executive office, a light was leaking through a slightly open door.

And I heard familiar words.

"Look at Katlea. Your face is white. It's because of your divine power!"

When the baron shouted in a trembling voice, the baron also sympathized with her.

"Why did you attack my daughter? My daughter did something wrong."

"You have to ask your baby for responsibility. Those with that power don't fall into the category of a child!"

"That's loud."

It was Ishaq.

She sat tight and held her head lightly with her fist across her arm on the couch hanger.

The baron couple said, "Yes?" I asked, and Ishaq murmured in an imaginary voice.

"I want to kill you."

"How can you sell it here? Katlea is the blood of the trainer...."

Henri then opened the teacup and smiled.

"Baron."

With a sweet smile like honey, there was hope in the face of the Baron Couple. Baron said with a bright face.

"As you can see, Master Henri killed Katlea...."

"I'm holding on to the baron now."

"What……."

"It would not have been possible if you had not done so in the first place."

"Do, Master."

Ishaq spoke with a choking look.

"You fell in love with my brother's leg because of the crowd."

That's a embarrassing sound to make in front of Katlea who vomited blood.

It was a embarrassing look on everyone's face.

'There are too many people. Let's go back and come tomorrow.'

But I need to find Etwald before he becomes a complete child because of his voice.

It was Chalna who was pondering.

"Kid!"

"LeBlaine."

Yonke also excelled in discovering me.

"Are you okay?"

"Why did you come here without lying down?"

"I'm a gangster and I'm coming. (I'm here because I'm okay.)"

I was surprised by my tone.

The pronunciation that has been getting better so far has deteriorated.

'I also need to find Etwal today and ask my voice how to restore my condition.'

"I want to see Princess Vanessa....."

Henri and Ishak opened the door wide and let me in.

When I entered the room, there was an invisible pavement outside.

Seeing me was like an appraiser of things. I'm very persistent.

I remembered what happened earlier.

Even if he hadn't been so encouraged, he wouldn't have been so relieved if he could hear his voice or be completely sane.

'Cause you're feverish, right?'

I approached the Duke and looked at him with tearful eyes.

"Heeing……."

The Duke quickly embraced me as he frowned. Then I rub my eyes.

"Why are you doing that?"

The Confucians came to me, too.

"What's wrong? Huh? Does it hurt?"

I bury my head in the duc's chest and snap, pointing to the elder with my index finger.

"Uncle Shiro. Don't look at me. (I hate you. Look scared.)"

In my words, Ishak stares at him with eagle eyes.

"I'll pull out my eyelids."

Henri stared at the elder with cold eyes and said to Ishak,

"In front of LeBlaine, I told him to use good words. I'm going to extract the eye."

I was going to take my eyeballs out anyway.

Elder laughed awkwardly.

"I have to turn my eyes away from my baby before the eye is ejected."

A deep bend at the Duke's back led him to the door. Others followed him like a shot.

Only Katlea shot me sharply before leaving.

They all left in the room, along with the three protégés, including Duke Dubois.

The Duke used to sweep over my head.

"You don't need to rest anymore."

"I'm a gangster."

"Don't be stubborn. Do you want anything to eat? What else do you need?"

As soon as I heard it, my eyes opened.

'Yes, I can't steal Etwald from the Duke's office, where he keeps it all day.'

Then you have to sneak in with the help of your voice. But I can't control my divine power, and there are thousands of Dublin sorcerers. Tens of thousands?! 'It's going to be really hard to ask.

'So you have to tell me when you give it to me.'

I looked up at him carefully and said,

"Etoile. (Etwal, please.)"

The lizards and the eyes of North seem to grow. Ishaq and Henrimaz also noticed a panic.

"Huh? Kid, that's....."

"LeBlaine, Etwal....."

I can't just give you something precious like Etwald.

'Let's do something.'

I gather my hands together and look at the Duke with a glittering eye.

"Father..... Le Bou, take the Etal Sipo."

It seemed to creep my whole body out, but I said it as cute as I could.

I will give up my dignity because I pee in bed.

But I closed my eyes because I wasn't sure it would be easy.

'Why is it so quiet? Didn't it work?'

At that time.

Kung!

I heard a dull noise.

He opened his eyes and placed a glossy wooden box on his desk.

And let the Duke open his eyes and look at the box, Puffeng! Phew, Phew! I heard a bomb explode.

It was the sound of a 12-month shield exploding, where 100 of Dublin's magicians walked day and night for a week.

Bang!

With the last tornado, the box opens and blood gushes out like a fountain from the Duke's arm that held me.

The Duke who grabbed the hot stone Etwal gave it to me and said,

"Do you want me to take what's in the temple?"

.. No, that's enough.

* * *

"Dad."

"Yes."

"Dad."

"Yes."

"Father....."

"Yes."

How long do we have to do this?

The Duke was tired of hearing his father's voice all night.

I ended up saying, "Oh, my head...!" I could only come down from the duc's knee after the theatre actor's cheeks were open.

Henri and Ishaq looked at me with a very dark face as they grabbed the doorknob.

'…… Somehow ominous.'

I ran away from the room cold.

Then he left the gate with Etwal.

'I can't do it in front of Leah.'

I looked around and found the right space to talk to my voice.

It was the gazette of the garden.

Do I look qualified now? '

I thought, "The answer doesn't come back.

Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?

I tilted my head and shook Etwal.

'Do you need divine power like before?'

It was because of the divine power that Etwal held.

The wind blows. The leaves and petals are mixed in the wind, and the eyes are covered with my arms.

"Finally, I can greet you with this look."

"……!"

The voice did not come straight into the murmur, but was heard by the ear.

I lowered the arm that was blindfolded.

Beneath the glowing moon, a long silver-haired, inviting and beautiful handsome man, reminiscent of a lily.

"I'm the twenty-second pillar, Boone."

A fine silver hair was blown by the wind, and beautiful eyes were bent. Behind him was a burning pillar.

"I was looking forward to meeting you."

"……."

When I say nothing, he looks at me with his head tilted.

"Hmm? You're surprised. Why didn't you say anything?"

"Fire."

"What?"

"Your fire! (Quickly turn off the lights!)"

What if people find out I'm here? I rolled my feet in a frosty manner pointing at the pillar.

Voice, no, Bune cleared the pillars. I literally erased it.

Every time he wielded his hand in the air, the pillar disappeared.

"I didn't mean to startle you. My pillar is what Agatha can see anyway."

"Why am I the only one?"

"Because she called me."

"Gouromon, do you want to call two other people? (Then can I call someone else?)"

"If there is a strong focus, an extremely rare sacrament, and luck and price."

"What's the price?"

"Soul."

I was flawed.

"Hey, Nadu, is that Joey? (Do I have to give my soul?)"

"No way. Baby grows to be strong and worthy. When you borrow our power, you don't need a soul. It can only sustain us with the power of a baby."

Well, thank goodness.

"Boone. Boone. I've heard a lot about it. '

Greek "pillars" and "souls."

The bear thought I was stubborn and trembled.

"Azacci, no way....."

"You make me a little sad."

"No way....."

"Yes."

"It's Angma?! (Are you a demon?!)"

He clapped his hands and smiled brightly.

"Correct answer."

My dad's black.

Brothers are war fans and vipers.

The maids are serial killers, scammers, lookouts.

But after summoning the devil here, I laughed.

"It's an opening."

Thinking.

If you know the temple, it's about grabbing the back of your neck and grinding the sphere.

I chose him as the child of destiny to represent the temple, and he summoned the devil.

I put my back up and sighed.

But Bune, who was staring at me with a glittering eye, hugged me. Then I rub my cheeks on my face. Thanks to this, the bowl became steamed bread.

"Aw, you're cuter than I thought."

"Argh....."

"The cheeks are tosyltosyl, the hands are marmalade....."

Moaning in a dazzling voice, he grows up on a pillar.

"Come on, Navaba. (Let go of this.)"

"Round your eyes, fluffy head……."

"Come on!"

I yelled frustratedly, and Bune became gloomy.

"I didn't mean to trouble you. I just love you so much. I've been waiting a long time. He has a special presence to call us."

"Why?"

"We've always listened to someone's wishes. But no one could listen to our wishes. That's something only Agatha can do."

He smiled and said.

"So you can expect anything from us. You'll need a lot of baby's divine power to make it work."

"Why do you keep sing-song? Angema doesn't care about Sing Seong. (But why is it kept sacred? Demons don't like divine power.)"

"Dorir, I want to ask you."

"No?"

"Why do you think we hate the divine power?"

"You know what? (Don't you hate it?)"

"Yes. Some people have a great amount of divine power."

I nodded.

"Joa. How about if I stay away from Bourne?"

"You're finally asking me!"

He glanced at me with great joy.

"What I want."

"What do you want, Gorson?"