The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

Rosa snorted desperately as she took one step toward the youth now.

"Apt, I like it. Apt, know, I want to. apt study, I will '

Fundamentals of communication, self-disclosure.

And show favor with them anyway.

Glittering his eyes and approaching, Radu breathed overwhelmed or overwhelmed, 'Phew' he murmured.

You want to learn medicine, too?

'Yes!'

Rosa lied full of strength.

I am not interested in medical treatment or other shards.

No, but if I refine ecstasy, I would be very interested because of the development of the "Bell Tan Total Receipt Plan", which should come sooner or later.

That doesn't mean this is still a lie.

Slightly through the self-deception he nodded, Radu pulled up one eyebrow and squirmed 'Phew' again. Now, that's a pleasant voice.

'Well, read this place. Come see me at the infirmary when you know what it means.'

When he said that, he turned back inside the small room, pulled through a few books and pushed them against Rosa.

One is a dictionary replacing Apt with Kushmar.

After that, it's like a novel with a beautiful cover and a collection of religious paintings - Rosa was heartily disappointed that apparently there were only really heretical materials in the small room.

'But early. If you're too relaxed, Kohen's book could be the worry of burning books'

"Hunsho?"

"Oh, just don't you see? Burn the book, that is. Great ones burn books they don't like, books that aren't convenient. You know?"

I guess Radu is pretty fluent in two languages.

He switches to Berk and explains it.

Burning books.

Rosa was surprised at the disturbance when she finally understood what it meant.

but even while he does, Radu just leaves the spot.

To its floating hindsight, Rosa swayed her head and switched consciousness, feeling the aroma of the S-system "offense".

I was breathing to read Spring Book today, but reading issue books is a priority over that.

First I grab the thread of the conversation with him, and then I wrap Bernardo around it.

Together, he studied medicine, but faded out on Rosa's way alone, and as a result, the remaining teacher Radu and student Bernardo sometimes school love! You just have to expand like that.

No, absolutely make it so.

(You wait, Beltane. No matter how elusive a sentence this is, or vice versa, no matter how boring, nasal crap it was, I'll let you read it through in three days...!

Rosa walked straight into the small room and spread the book so that she could squat between the bookshelves.

Now, it's even a waste of time looking around for space to browse.

So I opened my eyes slightly, and my nose began to read them roughly -

"-... whoa!"

A few hours later, she gave an exclamation that she didn't know how many more times it would be, holding her eyeballs down and falling to the floor.

Let's conclude.

Apt's culture was...... awesome.

(Nah... what is this...!

Rosa looked down at the book in tears, holding down the base of her nose.

Three books handed to Radu.

One was a dictionary, one was a scripture - a heirloom depicting the activity of Aptus, the clan of the gods, and one was a prayer painting that represented the scriptures in pictures.

And the latter two were incredible substitutes.

(Aptus clan...... awesome...... eh!

Rosa deepens the color of her eyes and has become a new "push" in the last few hours - honoring the Aptus clan.

With the dictionary in one hand, this is what Rosa read with her amazing obsession and ability to learn.

Unlike Goddess, which is believed in countries including Berk, the people of Apt revere a clan of gods called the "Guardian" Aptus ".

Gods are not founders, but beings to protect this world, so to speak, watchmen.

The Aptus are protectors and hunters.

There are many evils that befall them every day to maintain the world, but the Aptus clan, by their wisdom, their courage, and their unity, turn it away.

And the way it was portrayed was so damn cool.

(Ko...... eh, this one!? First of all, the idea of expressing religious views in a crowd drama style without setting up the Lord God cheaply is super novel! Instead of a pillar with overwhelming abilities kicking through evil, heroes with individual abilities can't stop chest moments from unfolding as they join forces to defeat evil!

Rosa's known myths and scriptures were, for the most part, "Absolutely correct beings seal evil, no teachings," but the Aptus clan has a different taste.

Different abilities, and human stinking gods with limits, each continue to fight while sometimes making mistakes.

There was also an aptus that damaged the enemy.

Some Aptus mistakenly saw his allies as enemies and killed them.

But how much Rosa shook her heart in an episode where the memory of that mistake took over and avenged obsession in the next generation.

In an episode where a gal aptus youth god, who was always on the obvious front, finally tore his body apart and collapsed his enemies together, and eventually a flock of yellow flowers appeared on the trail of a dissolved body, all Rosa in Rosa cried upside down.

Perhaps because Aptus is almost all male gods, or because portrayals sometimes include harsh violence, scenes that harm his fellow countrymen, and even stories that physically devour his enemies, they are viewed as heretical due to their cause around here.

but from rosa, such as beautiful male god Raje Aptus, born to kill his mad compatriots, can no longer be said to be an outrageous guess from the setting.

While Raje Aptus intertwined his gaze to the end, he enjoyed paranoia about three hundred times, from all angles in the front, back, left and right heavens and earth, including a scene in which he held his former best friend and dripped blood from his remains.

And it is no longer easy for such gods to kill each other at times, to suffer their fate, but to trust deeply at the root, and to defend the world in the aggregate.

(This scripture is packed with all the relationships I adore... What am I supposed to name this emotion that rolls violently into this worldview itself as well as the character alone?

Rosa learned the concept of "box pushing".

It is unacceptable that such a wonderful world, culture, is in danger of burning books, etc.

This is an immortal masterpiece that should be told to future generations until the end of the world.

It's just the Bible, packed with all the good-looking and relational adoration in the world.

It is the rulers of the world who should read this and carve it into their souls.

(And then there's the level where all mankind sprays its nosebleeds at a scene where Reiki youth god Faz Aptus turns the world into a burning field by falling into darkness over the loss of his best friend boy god Minial Aptus. Prayer paintings depicting this scene should be designated a national treasure, and this act should take all forms of poetry novel theatre and be reproduced throughout the continent...!

Rosa, who originally preferred narrow lines of characters, particularly liked this fuzz aptus.

If it's going to be staged, I'd love to serve here as Mr. Ladu, who seeped that cat-like temperament and addiction.

And to his best friend, the Boy God Minial, of course, have Bernardo.

Though a floating sarcastic - a brain complement around here - Fuzz Aptus kept his goodness in the presence of the pure boy god Bernardo.

But by the death of his best friend, his heart is destroyed.

A lonely god who scratches and holds the wreck Murrow.

Its neutral beauty eventually begins to give rise to a deranged grin.

First time I got it, obsession.

At the same time, around him, fireworks all at once -!

"Uh-oh!"

To much dignity, Rosa covered her face with both hands and exclaimed, glancing back in momentum.

- Gosh!

"Guuuu!

And I hit him hard on the side of the head.

Shit, I totally forgot that this is a small space between the bookshelves.

"Impossible, honorable," after all, does not allow for the reading of the corrupt.

He seems to have struck with a lot of momentum and his head gangs.

As she squatted in pain, there were even signs that blood would tell her temples.

"Shit..."

Even though, I've been excited non-stop for a few hours now, and the load on my heart was the limit.

I feel dizziness and nausea, which I was forced to ignore with my energy, come at once on the occasion of the bleeding.

My ears rang and my vision narrowed.

No way, am I going to pass out about this?

"You're lying... wait... please..."

You can't fall here now.

How despised would Bernardo be if the arrow tip he tried to weigh himself against found out he had hurt himself less of an excitement?

Those beautiful eyes seep with disgust, which is called "rotten raw waste of sexual roots," which often floats in the back of my brain.

The reluctant Bernardo is also the best squealer, but no. But if he actually hates me from him, Rosa loses hope in her life already.

I did it.

Please, before Bernardo finds you, may you wake up...

Praying with the thought of crying, Rosa collapsed on the spot with her throat.