The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Today, you're not well, Master Charlie"

Dragan opens his mouth to surprise Charlie, who has no usual hegemony during his previous interactions.

Then Charlie raised an eyebrow and saw the next dragan with a reluctant face.

"Lord Dragan, I feel terribly sorry for myself."

"That's unusual."

Dragan's words, which also seem ironic.

But Azley was the only one who thought so on this occasion.

Anyone who knows the Twelve, who was the Twelve, knows Charlie.

This is really unusual.

"So? What's the pity for someone who would also be Charlie the Thousand Swords Wanderer?

Catherine is the one who pinched her mouth here.

Charlie was a skilled man who had been the head of the Twelve for a long time.

The trust from the Twelve is thick. Even if it was Catherine, it couldn't be missed.

"Everyone is involved in the battle ahead. That battle that the clever bastard attacked this Ed."

Everyone knots their mouths together.

That, naturally, is not a good memory.

But for those who were twelve men, also known as symbols of the demonic kingdom of war, there are problems that cannot be cleaned up more than good and bad.

"No matter how many limit breakthroughs there are, that battle... it was many unknown who made it work. Naturally, many were known for their names, along with silver led by White Ong Argent and silver and Coog pigs from the Towed team. But that's not what Non wants to say..."

Charlie loses his word. You look up at the ceiling with nothing, and you can't just shut up and put your thoughts on your face.

It was a former hexagon who knew him for a long time that went between them as if to be polite.

"I mean, is this what Master Charlie wants to say? … 'Are we doing nothing?'"

Jacob the Sword Ghost reacts with Pickle to such a way of poking Irene's reality.

"... you say it in an unpleasant way, Master Eileen?

But Charlie at the time denies it.

"No, it's okay, Lord Jacob.... Thank you, Lord Irene"

And Catherine, who is also a good understanding of Jacob, agrees with Charlie and Irene.

"I'm not wrong. We are symbols of strength. That's what I can't do better than the ones who don't even know their names. Well, that's not the right way to say it works in this place. I mean, it's inferior as a force of war. That's what Charlie wants to say."

"Oh..."

It was Russell who quietly zeroed in.

I ask Catherine as she turns away, wondering if she has learned to spook Russell with a smile as she closes her eyes.

"Hey, what is it? Russell."

"No, you got that Mr. Catherine round," he said. I thought so. "

"May Flies"

Jacob turned his eyes round to such Katherine's reaction, and Amil and Dragan laughed cously. You were disgusted by the situation, the moment Catherine tried to hold her fist hard and stand up, Azley said with a smile.

"I don't think this moment, this hour, this day will be wasted."

"... what's going on?

To Catherine's question, Azley scratches her cheek before answering.

"I hear the Twelve are organizations originally conceived as countermeasures when the Demon King was resurrected. The talent chosen as the Six Magistrates and the Six Warriors should still have been the twelve strongest of its time."

"That's what I'm covering for now"

Catherine put a sharp point in Azley's story.

But Azley slowly, firmly... shook his head carefully as if to tell everyone gently.

"... what you're covering is using limit breakthroughs, and you've simply increased the level - which should be most of it. Naturally, some of them have unparalleled historical talents. But it was simply buried in the field"

"... what are you trying to say?

Catherine's gaze pointing at her mouth is cold.

But shortly afterwards, Azley's words changed the eyes of those who were in the Twelve Order, not just Catherine.

"You guys have talent. Twelve talents of becoming the twelve strongest warrior kingdoms sooner than anyone else. That should never be just the level. He must have been more recognised than anyone, more skillful than anyone, more abundant than anyone else."

Nobody opens their mouth.

That's not because I mistrusted Azley's words.

And all those who were in this room did as much as they could to the Twelve. It wasn't so hard to realize the meaning of Azley's words.

Everyone was able to take it upright because it was a word Azley had said, which was more encouraging than anyone else but could not be acknowledged and could only be enriched by living a long time ago.

Catherine's cold gaze was misty, and later all she had left were shaky eyes like tiny dots.

Was that consciousness, and Catherine shook her head (wearing it) to shake it off?

"So what..."

"Catherine."

"What is it, Jennifer?

"Azley says:" This is a place to show talent. "

To Jennifer's words, Azley smiled bitterly, and Irene and Warren, as well as Jennifer herself, laughed small.

Then Balun smiles and meditates quietly on his eyes. Shortly afterwards, the big eyes were shining brighter than anyone else in the room.

"Azley, is that Lucifer the Demon King's" Transcendental No Hegemony "? How'd you feel about that on your skin? Tell me more."

"But it's already from Mr. Irene..."

"- No, Mr. Jacob. We haven't heard it yet. The flesh of a man who fought, defeated, and survived the resurrected demon king."

Jacob kept his mouth shut on Baln's allegations.

Yes, the only thing Irene told me about the Demon King's ability is information. In fact, the weight is different from what Azley said when he fought. Because chewing it up, chewing it up, swallowing it, giving up things that should feed themselves, as those who put themselves in battle, should not be. And to Jacob, no, everyone here knew that. They are all ex-Decembers. Because they are the most talented people who have ever walked in the demonic kingdom of war.

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In other words, the transcendent Nohado can activate the magic and magic formations in Lucifer's brain without passing through the voice of the surgeon. "

"Really, it's not like the Demon King's business."

At the end of Azley's explanation, he looks resentful together when Charlie praises Lucifer.

"Was that, after all, the ultimate limit state?

"You're right, Mr. Balun. In the Ultimate Limit (Ultimate Limit) state, Lucifer's flesh voice, Transcendental No Hegemony, was being recognized. I think that's probably the right thing to think of as grant magic, or grant magic, that adds further effects to the ultimate limit."

"Then why don't we just shut the Devil King's mouth? Did you sew it up or something?

It was still Egg who drove everyone to silence after all the vegetarian craziness.

Dragan is also the moment he holds his head on the boulder.

But Azley was different. Point at the egg and open your mouth.

"That's not bad. How to inhibit speech recognition with something, even if it's impossible to sew it. This is open to consideration."

"Huh?

Even the eggs of the person I mentioned surprise me.

Eileen then points to Azley.

"What if we use loud magic to target physical obstacles?

Next Amir raises his hand.

"I tried this the last time I taught Ultimate Limit, but I couldn't."

Charlie nods.

"Noh rode over the loud magic formation and obstructed it aloud, but apparently it's hard to get rid of the operator's flesh."

Jacob says as he arms up.

"Then why don't we activate the more fundamental, ultimate limit (Ultimate Limit)?

Russell shakes his head to the side.

"It's close to simple magical liberation. It's going to be hard to tie countless boundaries."

Warren lifts his glasses and supplements them.

"You did say, Azley, that when you defeated the demon king of the past, you sealed your magic in the Holy Ten Connections of convenience one hundred and sixty-eight?

Jennifer looks back at Warren and affirms it.

"You said it. Then are you on guard over there?

Dragan shakes his neck vertically and makes a personal observation.

"It is natural to avoid living in battle, such as stepping on the same foot.... then more fundamental?

Ten gallons of one-eyebrows rise.

"The fundamentals? Isn't the fundamentals of the ultimate limit (Ultimate Limit) the release of magic?

The more we stop here, the less talented we are in this place. Some offer possibilities, some describe their sights and experiences, and the discussion gradually deepens.

A place of unstoppable talent. But no matter how much you look for ways to prevent the ultimate limit (Ultimate Limit), you still don't get the answer.

Catherine's mouth opens quietly for a moment when she is about to face a major problem.

"... magic"

"" Huh!?

It was a word everyone was used to hearing.

But to affirm it… the other person was too mighty.

That's why the best magic holder on this scene had to open his mouth.

"The Demon King Lucifer's Magic... Depletes MP...?

That's an overly reckless attempt.