The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

The white streets stain slightly red in the morning sun.

The Great Temple of the Holy Land of Pireapolis.

Cleric Soma turned to the Archbishop's private room as he narrowed his eyes to the beautiful morning burn that spread out the window.

To the Virgin Lieche, I have already raised a report of last night's battle.

Even in a substantial loss (wasabi), she remains affixed to her angelic cheeks.

Top of the ornament, a short life of sacrifice against Empireo.

Soma only seemed patient with that grin and spare time.

(Damn, but, but I even have pity...... Sama in the slightest hope left)

Bruising such a Virgin in his heart, he knocks on the Archbishop's room.

"Cleric Soma, we're back now"

"Come in."

Both openings open in one hand and invite visitors in.

Cleric Soma proceeded early enough to walk indoors, and when he received him, the rabbit closed again in one hand.

"Archbishop, I apologize for the early morning. I wanted to report to you."

"I don't mind, Soma"

A woman wearing a robe softens her long chestnut-haired hair and responds with a gentle grin.

Archbishop, Fixer Stolls.

It involves the Virgin, who has a strong face as a symbol (this time) and is essentially the person who governs the Paradise.

'Cause that's why I'm putting you in a moveable position as a cleric.'

The priesthood (or so) is only a low status within the denomination.

A dozen bishops, hundreds of priests, under the Archbishop, and thousands of clerics at its lowest level.

Normally, the archbishop is in a position that does not go unnoticed.

Nevertheless, Soma is allowed free access to the Archbishop's private room.

"Damn, exactly...... A traveler of the moon and night who will be your hands and feet and will be your eyes all over the place. If that's what I'm for."

"Do it, Soma. Become my eyes, what have you been looking at?

"Yeah, let's get this first..."

What Soma took out of his nostalgia was Quina's record.

When he received the bundle of paper offered and looked through, Fixer shouted "ho".

"This is... Isn't it a valuable experiment that made you disappear along with 'No. 2'? And where are you personally?

"But I was with Lord Brave for whatever cause."

"... with the brave?

"The brave Kirier is strong. The total attack with the three elite men was also defeated (Shigeru). To retrieve her, to retrieve Master Beato, the annihilation of Lord Brave is essential."

"Do you have a plan in mind?

"Yep. I do have athe... It's not the right way to attack..."

He grins deeply and Soma bows his head deeply.

"Okay, I'm in this. It takes a lot of planting..."

"Yeah, I'm counting on you. For the achievement of my great petition, not for the little daughter of the Virgin, etc."

"Oh, no, that's disrespectful. Kukku......"

Finally, he grinned, leaving the Archbishop's private room behind.

(... Now, suppose we try to make contact with Bulge's 'arr' taken out first? and before that, if you don't also enhance Ares)

His policy for the future to be worked out, the first hand of which is to embed the power of [the Flaming King] in Ares.

Now that both the [Wind Emperor] and the [Emperor of the Land (Zikou)] had disappeared, I desperately wanted the strength of the Artificial Brave.

It will also be necessary to rebuild the spirit that has collapsed by "Three Nights Over".

It is nearly impossible to kill a war-torn brave man, forgetting even his sister's hatred and remaining madman with only hatred for the brave.

(But where did [the emperor] disappear... And why, that experimental subject is by the Lord Brave...)

"Seeing it under the sun, it's heck again..."

Lunch is over, and finally, when we leave.

Mr. Quina sighed loudly in front of the abandoned village of Rocca.

"Are you all right? If it's hard, you shouldn't be looking at it."

"Thank you for noticing, Mr. Toka. But now you might see it coming."

Before traveling, Mr. Quina said she wanted to burn her hometown figure in her eyes.

That's why we're attached to Mr. Quina, who looks around at the ruins.

Looks like she's feeling a lot better, but it'll still be hard.

If I saw the equally abandoned village of Livo, I wonder if I could settle down like this.

"... just like Givens, Mr. Balji doesn't remember, does he?

"Oh, in my case, Quina, it's not right, it's all about the past."

"Careless or not?

"... I don't know, a pin."

"Not pinned?

Quina puts her neck up about the part where she didn't pin.

Beato was also strapped and decapitated.

"Because you don't have all the old memories, do you? No matter how much they ask about me back in the day, it just seems like every other person. Um... well, maybe it's different if I actually meet my family."

"Family...... sss"

"Uh, no evil... Quina's family, I don't even know if she's safe..."

A leader who feels he accidentally touched a part he shouldn't have touched, and apologizes for the bum looking bad.

Conversely, Mr. Quina panicked and bungled her hands in front of her body.

"No, no, no, I asked the question from Givens! Don't apologize like that, sss!

"Really? I hope so. Anyway, my situation is a lot different than Quina's. But even if I don't remember, I'm still alive, and I have company."

Mr. Grina, Mr. Raman and Mr. Divai.

After looking around at the three newly made companions, the leader showed his white teeth and laughed.

"I don't know if this is going to be any easier for me."

"... something awesome sss. Mr. Balji."

With such a leader, Mr. Quina smiled, too.

Looks like you're out of line.

"Hmm? Wow, are you being praised?

"I'm praising you, suss. Let's go. It was Pyreapolis."

"Sister Quina, have you had enough of the village?

"Yes, I kind of thought it wouldn't make sense to just peel back."

Mr. Quina took the lead and walked out of the road leading to the Holy Land, ahead of everyone.

Good, sounds like you could have been positive.

Following that girl, I, too, hold hands with Beat and swoop a step.

I hope my journey to the Holy Land ends with nothing......

Oh, my God, nothing happened. The journey is day three.

We have arrived safely in South Pilea, the last inn town leading to the Holy Land.

The time was night, and the moon was half full.

"There's a lake in this town."

"Wow, you just wanted to swim! That's what Rango would think, right?

"Ugh, yeah......"

In the heart of the city, which shows the bustle there, is a large lake.

I guess it's because you're a fisherman, Mr. Raman blatantly tensioned you.

Inner Rango seems a little happy.

By the way, we're all hooded.

It's too dangerous to walk around in front of enemy land, with your face full open.

As for travelers, it's normal, and I often see people like them, and I don't think they'll be suspicious.

"I'm tired, I can't walk anymore...... I want to rest in the inn soon..."

"What are you talking about?"

Whatever Melo's weak voice is, Beato's breath is up.

I'd like to give you a break soon.

"Hey Leader, doesn't that look good in that inn or something?

Point to the bigger inn on your eye and suggest what happens over there.

This town is pretty big.

There are plenty of inns, so it would take me a while if I had chosen.

This kind of thing is just a matter of deciding.

"Oh, I think that's good. Better security than the smaller ones. It's just a sanctuary tomorrow, but don't be alarmed until the end."

You can't be alarmed.

Even if the enemy finds out where we are, there's more to it than chance.

Everyone enters the inn with the leader at the forefront.

A light moon in the sky.

It's usually something that seems to calm my mind when I look at it, but why not?

Just a little bit of chest noise.