The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

The silver mansion does not have a magic class, but there is a square on the property.

There are a number of magic formations that will always be placed there. They are all spatial transfer magic formations, and their destinations range from magic classes, to PLA (Resistance) azitos, south of Ed, etc. It is a bitter measure that the Azrees thought was a waste of even minor time.

Naturally, there are other things besides spatial transfer magic formations. It is a stepping stone that was set up from the beginning when you bought the mansion, or the scenic ponds and trees.

And between the stepping stones...... no, the gravel (,) laid in the square is also plain.

"Um, this hurts inside..."

Five men sit upright on one side of gravel.

Azley, number one in the front seat, raises his hand and complains of pain in his leg.

Standing in front of it, Irene, a girl and a seemingly undefeated person.

Its face is filled with rage that quiets, as usual.

Blazer in front seat two tilts his neck at Eileen, who does not respond to Azley's words in any way.

"Master Eileen, can't you hear what's going on?

Brutes, number three on the front seat, answers Blazer, who said it out in the face.

"Hey? Your blue muscles are moving, aren't they?

Betty, number four in the main seat, puts her hand on her cheek and speaks in a low voice as if she were going to tell a secret story as well.

"Atashi. I wonder why they're angry right now.

Boso Ri and No. 4 say that Nos. 2 and 3 tilt their necks as if they had no idea.

"Fine......! You guys shut up......!

Number one stops the three of them, but they just twist their necks backwards as they say, "Hmm?"

"There."

Words emanating from Eileen were sharper than the Dolinium steel sword Blazer was proud of.

Azley stretches his pins and spine, making a letter X with both hands and holding his mouth down.

Upon confirmation of Azley's silence, Eileen's gaze slipped through Nos. 2, 3, and 4 toward Front Seat V.

"What are you swallowing while you're here, Warren?

No. 5 is about Warren, the Black Emperor.

"Ha ha, I've never heard of a ghost with four ghosts."

Irene's reprimand. Warren flushes Eileen's words with a cool face.

Shortly afterwards, Betty squeaks her hand in a pound.

"Oh well."

Then the blues.

"You know what?"

The blazer closes at the end.

"I'm good at it"

The three of them were convinced of something and stood up.

Azley panics looking up at it.

"Hey, hey! First things first......!

Eileen's eyes increase in strength more than Azley's.

But they're also the team silver elite. We have no choice but to get through this.

"Dear Eileen! Sorry! Hey, I'm gonna have to cook the kids' dinner now ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

And the first thing I said was Betty.

Eileen circles her eyes in a clapped out manner, whether it hurt to have a child shielded, or whether it hurt to have an errand shielded, or (there is) both.

"Oh, yeah? Then you have no choice! Go, go, go!

"I'm so sorry."

Saying sorry, Betty crosses Irene.

"Oh, shrug!

Whether Azley introduced himself, accused Betty, or both, there was no other way to drop off Betty's hindsight anyway.

While such Betty feels Azley's accusations on her back, she is not conscious at all.

Inverted twirling over the stepping stone, Betty moved her mouth only after her tongue was peppered out.

Azley reads Betty's mouth with lip reading.

(Yi... no... so!?

Azley reading his mouth but at the end, Betty skipped down the hallway...... headed outside (,).

(Nyah......! You're even bluffing to prepare your meal!

When Azley's face was cracked, the second one to move was No. 3, Tori Blues.

But the opponent is Irene, who is always undefeated. I opened my mouth before Brutes moved.

"No, you can't."

Brutes moved his expression, not his body, as if he had even anticipated such a lead.

Brutes' chosen production is the face of a samurai who is still likely to burn out. There is no reason to understand, but the blues with an enlightened look are small and zero.

Yes, he's Silver Wolf Blues. He is a formidable warrior who volunteered his most spear in the land of tomorrow's showdown.

"Excuse me. Last night...... would you please leave me alone........................!

There was no way Eileen could have said anything to Brutes, who bit her lips a little and even let her produce blood.

"... cum! I can't help it! Go!"

"I don't care......!

Brutes crosses Irene and flips over on the stepping stone to show, just like Betty.

Boulders are brothers and sisters. At the earliest (no longer) the samurai's face had disappeared beautifully. What Azley sees is a full grin... the usual SWAT leader. I broke through a wall called Eileen, he was the head of a silver SWAT team.

(to... no...! Damn it! You did great!?

An applause hangs on Azley's facial hiccups.

And Azley realizes. Yes, there is only one left in silver.

Even as Azley tried to look back at one of them, the person had already crossed Azley and looked down at Eileen.

"Hey... what?

"Dear Eileen, I'm sorry to bother you."

"To?"

"I don't know where my men's eyes are, so give me a sermon on this kind of appearance. It's a great mindset."

"To?"

"But I get my team together, too. Any further restraint can be a team harm. I want you to understand that. So, if you'll excuse me for this. So...!

"Oh, hey! Ahhh!"

Blazer crossed Irene without hearing a response. Eileen trying to stop that back.

- But...

"Something?

Blazer's face, turned around, had already been completed.

Complete expression, completely different from that of Betty or Blues.

That's a look that I've definitely decided to be ready for tomorrow. For the first time in so many leopards, Eileen is out of line.

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

That's all I could say, Eileen.

Blazer leaves quietly with a courtesy. Fist Azley... No, he showed his thumb to the sky and left.

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Azley was completely stunned by the trinity of silver escapades.

Azley, who drops his shoulders, still has company. Azley tries to point Warren in the face that invites her to agree, "That's a shame about them," he said.

But Azley feels uncomfortable here.

Stop for a moment the face you try to turn around.

I blank all my actions, and the first thing I did was surrounding magic sensing.

(............... that? Only Me and Eileen's magic can react, right?

Looking up, Eileen looks only at Azley. It's no exaggeration to say I'm staring. Intense gaze to stick and fix, as if there is nothing in the future, such as gazing at Warren.

"... Kohon"

Azley coughs deliberately once.

And raise your hand once now.

"May I have a moment?

Ask Eileen with a smile.

Eileen also understood. It was easy to understand that Azley's question (that) had to be "Warren's confirmation".

Azley's neck twisted unwieldily, confirming Warren, who should have been behind him.

(................................. hey)

It's like a god hide.

Perfect illusion, as if it hadn't been from the beginning, such as Warren's presence.

Azley's stiffness was only a little.

Shortly afterwards, Azley held his head and cursed himself.

(Ya... Ra... Damn!!

I regretted, regretted and regretted the tragedy that befell me.

The head of a grumpy azley.

Irene was at her earliest, foolish by the fools of fools.

Irene exhales in a deep sigh, not knowing how many times she threw up in front of Azley, scratching up her white hair.

No anger, no anger, no excitement. Eileen was detoxified by the actions of the four and the fools, and crouched in a bit before Azley, who still moved his head around.

Perfect and stopping fool.

Azley looks softly into Eileen's eyes.

Eileen looks at Azley's eyes still.

"... an order."

"Yes!

Azley extends the pin and spine like a conditional reflex.

But the words emanating from Eileen's mouth shortly afterwards were things wrapped in unprecedented kindness.

"... sleep tight"

The showdown with Lucifer the Demon King is close.

It is only natural that the Commander should work his best.

But still, Azley looked into his eyes and said nothing else.

"... hey, y?

Only a few moments later until the biggest super-heavy battle of all time......