The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

The Battle Dragon (Battle) winning streak (Tournament), the women's club finals closed with the victory of Princess Faria, as much as expected.

The venue echoes the voice of an excited commentator honoring the victory, and the audience stands up to applaud and cheer.

The applause and cheer were directed not only at Faria, the winner, but also at Kramlia, the loser of Zamas glasses.

Faria left me only to "tell you something" and went back to the center of the ring again.

And when you let the big Kramlia stand in the center of the ring, they will honor each other for their good fight.

"It was brilliant… Princess Faria, me, etc., not even at my feet"

"I don't know what to say, your speed. That's a real fight (...) Then you can double it, right?

"... have you been spotted"

Cramlia picks up her glasses and puts them on again.

"Oh. As alert as I am to ringing out and keeping my speed down, I can tell by the movement of my muscles"

"After all, Faria, the six heroes of Dickamaran who saved the world, was different."

Faria lifted Cramlia's arm to the sky and exchanged more embraces.

It was a no-side moment, a beautiful time with no enemy allies to visit equally those who did their best in sport.

The "Rose (Rosen) Supply Squad (Maidun)" also looked at each other in a hospitable manner and applauded Falia and Kramlia in vain.

Faria then said she wanted to take a short stroll around the festival without going back to the castle.

It seems that some of you were attached, but while it was a safe castle town, there was no particular pull because we were together.

"Did they give up and go home?

"Well, it seems so"

Faria sits on the bench in front of the street, cheeks two skewered BBQ's at the same time.

I'm hungry too, so I'm in the middle of eating one instead of lunch.

By the way, it's a lean meat vanilla charcoal grill with about three genitals.

"It would be the extreme of tyranny to give you to your son-in-law."

"Must be. I'm not going to be anyone's son-in-law."

Six members of the Confederation of the Straddling Countries said they would do festival sights before returning home.

In the end, the "princess" herself, such as me as her son-in-law, remained a mystery and settled in that she would either be an outrageously beautiful woman or a woman stuck in words.

It was Metius who mainly cared, but now he's taking a break in the library in his pocket.

"... Greg getting married or something, ha. Hmmm...... that's hilarious"

"Hey, don't laugh, it's me too..."

"Is there a family already?

"I mean, I'm single."

Ha ha, and laughed small, Faria mumbled and cheeked the rest of the meat.

Deep ocean-like emerald-colored eyes dwell in gentle light.

At the end of that line of sight are Plum and Hemperoza, who colour sweets in the stalls across the street, and Manuferno.

I looked up at the sky looking at the flaky hairs of the silver ponytail.

A little bird flies with a chirp in the blue sky.

"Speaking of which, what are you trying to say to me?

"Oh, that's the thing..."

Sake, and Faria drink the whole meat down.

But it didn't seem like a swallowing story. Close the lid slightly, and be silent.

"What the..."

"... um"

Stay nagging and be even more silent. Is that a hard story to say?

"Do you want to pay?"

"Well, not so much..."

I tied a mark in the air with my fingertips so as to control the panicking faria.

It is a movement through tactical information display (tactics), and as soon as it is done, awareness agitation magic (imagine jammer) is inspired.

The effect range radius is two mertes. Me and Faria sitting on the bench were isolated from the world at that moment.

The people who go don't recognize us, they pass by.

Until earlier, "It's Princess Faria" and "I'm a wise man," he responded with one voice after another, smiling, but that also interrupts perfectly.

When I could have just two spaces with different passages of time, I turned to Faria.

"Now you can talk, right?

Sometimes it's better just the two of us when we talk. Especially when it's as serious as possible.

"Oh, yeah, yeah"

Faria turned into a much more serious face as she had decided to. But I can see you're nervous. But on his cheek, he had the gravy just now.

"Faria, it's got meat juice on it"

"What!? Whoa... right"

When I blink my eyes, I rush to rub the mess around my mouth. At least it's not the maiden's behavior, but it's the stable woman warrior Faria.

"What's the story..."

"Oh, that's it. Actually, I thought I'd stay in this country."

Stay in this country? Pocan for a moment, but soon I knew what it meant.

He's going to stay in Rudens without returning with us to the village of Finovocchi, belonging to Metanostadt.

"Kings and queens, and sisters... no, you're worried about your brother (...)?

"Ah, ah! Oh, yeah."

"I know. I know. My sisters are wonderful and cute, but that brother of yours."

"Secondary is... not without me"

Faria looks so far away and laughs with her nose.

"If Faria were here, King Sieheid and Queen would be delighted, wouldn't you?

"Right. Yes, it is."

I laughed casually and showed him that I was the usual.

But that meant the "end of the journey" with Faria, who spent time with him in the Sage Hall.

After the Demon King's War, we spent time falling apart.

But after three months, we missed each other sexually this time, and we were traveling again sometime.

Maybe whatever inspired the journey or adventure was good.

The battle against the remnants of the Demon King and the rebellion in Israel, a desert country. To the adventures on the southern islands, the battle against the threat of Prussia in the Far North, which hit Tibalagi and Roudens -.

During that time there were also several temporary breakups with Faria.

"Yeah...... But Faria is quite free compared to other princesses, isn't she? It's not forever goodbye."

I say that much and get stuck in words.

There's no way I'm not lonely.

My chest is tightened......

But convince yourself.

"You can always come and see me."

And, suddenly. The sight fluttered and the silver glow blocked.

When I realized that was the back of Ponytail's hair, I was hugged by Faria. On benches all over the city...... thoughtful.

The smell of sweat mixed with the aroma of herbal soap sweetens and tickles my nose.

"Grecas...... Wow, I...!

"What!? Ah... hey!?

From the side, I would have made my eyes exactly black and white (...). But he hugs me so much with strong power that I realize this is not a joke.

"Something's wrong with me, Greg.... Thinking about you, it's painful in the back of my chest, and even when I try to think about something, it's uneven, and the... I can't say it well, but it's weird..."

"Ah, ah..."

I probably know who that feels like.

Because I've had a similar experience myself.

- There's more to dull.

But before wondering why it was now, Faria slowly let herself go and looked directly at my face.

The face was so red that I had never seen it, my lips trembling small.

"And I figured it out"

I like you - and Faria squeezes the words.

"Fari...... a"

I didn't have the words to give back.

I did have thoughts deep in my heart.

I truly trusted and admired Faria for helping me move into this world where I didn't know the right or the left.

A woman warrior who is strong, gentle and luxurious and has everything I didn't have.

I admire it, respect it, as a friend...... no, I've spent it as a best friend I can break my belly and let my heart go through.

As I confessed to Manuferno in the woods at night, my admiration for Faria in front of me... I should have had pale thoughts.

But... now I couldn't say anything with that faria in front of me.

"When this happens, I say it again! Wow, I'm Grecas! Oh, I like you!

My face is so red that I think it will burst, my eyes are moist and tearful.

The laughter of a dear thinker floats behind my brain, stretching out my hand to see how good it would be if I could take that thought.

"Right, yeah. Glad...... Thanks. That... really. But to me....................."

In a few seconds of silence, Faria took her hand off of me as if she had returned to me hah, waving a boom.

"It is...! But? But, but! Wow, my favorite is that... with the same 'likes' as Miss Plum and Riola give way, you know, Ma, Manuferno's... it's not like 'likes'... maybe, yeah!

As if, excuse me, I say as Faria moves her mouth awkward, as she speaks and persuades herself.

"I have... a manu..."

"Oh! Of course I know! Yeah...... Greg, you're the only one who can make that girl happy."

I noticed myself thinking about Manuferno all the time, even while I was doing this.

If I weren't here, who would suppress the spoiled magic that would overflow?

If I had chosen someone else, what would have happened to Manu?

Do you live in a place like a dark hole warehouse, lonely and obscene painting?

Would you tell such a dream if you wanted to take a walk in the bright sun and try to grow herbs in the garden?

"Oh, I know"

"Right. That's okay, I'm relieved. Good......"

Faria was hoarse for some reason and grinned like a relief.

"As a matter of fact... my father and mother really liked you and appreciated you. If only you'd been married."

"What... hey... kon?

"Also, of course! I also know that I care about the museum and everyone. That's where those Stralians come in good time. Inside, I was confused.... but there's something like that, and while I've been thinking about it, I kind of... when my feelings are right for you, I say so. That's all I wanted to tell you."

Her silver hair swayed in the spring breeze as she put on her little neck with a gentle grin.

"Faria...... we are"

"Best friend, right?

That's what Faria says first, but I don't think it's the right way to call it. I really think it's a slightly different relationship. But I couldn't think of any other words.

"Right."

There was nothing I had to lie about, and that was honest.

I respect you the same way, and I want to fight and walk away with you, such an important friend.

"Ah! It's all because of this festival!

"Whoa."

Ugh! and I laugh unexpectedly at Faria screaming with her fists firmly in her hands.

"It's okay, I know. You have a lot of cute kids to protect. In the first place... I can't even think about marrying your royal family (...) and living in court!

"You know, even I live gracefully."

But when Faria blocked my words, she turned her long-awaited, clear eyes.

"I will not yield to anyone, to anyone, to any power! Untied, free! That's what I admire about you, Grecas."

Sucking his breath out of his nose, Faria grinned like a blowout and stood still, and he snapped my cheek.

"Stay!

"Even you have juice on your cheeks."

"Oh, yeah..."

With my hands on my cheek, my emerald-colored eyes stare at me. Like a hot, big palm sparing my remnants, I'm touching it.

For some reason - I'm about to close my eyes, me.

and then.

"Ah! I found Grey over there -!

"Where?!? I can't see, can I?

I heard a busy voice and mild footsteps from the other side.

"Look, your darling's looking for you"

Faria had a palm raised on her cheek and bent my neck with Glynn as it was.

I could see the plum rushing straight from across my sight.

"Ha, what an eye..."

Continued