This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

Some things are new to me when I try to lose them.

Even though the streets of the Wang capital have not changed one thing, the loss and absence of a great ruler seems to be a matter of unspeakable anxiety to the people.

Church cathedrals in all parts of the city now ask those who submit to mourning and priests, "What will happen now?" and overflowed with those who complained.

It would be to show how the city looks like that. I could also jump directly with metastatic magic, but all the way from a small church on the outer edge, I was rocked by a carriage.

After the usual vibrancy is shown to be full of lying, more and more air, the carriage enters the aristocratic district and runs to the royal palace ahead.

I can't imagine why they called me at all.

He crept through numerous gates, crossed the bridge, and was unloaded in front of the royal castle, which stood at the root of the great god tree.

I recognize the samurai who waited there.

"Ho ho ho sai pi pi"

Winking at me as I waved my hands and twisted my hips was Ravina, a swordsman (sworddancer), who became Luruna's twin sister.

"It's been a while since you've had this. Did you transfer from a dancer to a royal palace samurai?

Lavina said, "Chuh," she gave me a throw kiss, and then she said, "Do you feel like there's a lot going on?," he teased appropriately.

"Bye, then. I'll show you around, so follow me. Seippi. You can't get lost, can you?

It's like making it the same person we met yesterday, Lavina, who hasn't shown any bare hands in a while, but, well, speaking of being like her, it seems like her.

Sometimes the guard and I are clergy clothes, especially without body checks. Salute and be simple.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Goclaw! Slightly, slightly, how do you feel?

I wonder how that behaved as a samurai, but there was no sign of wonder and Lavina getting mad at her superiors or anything else, rather the soldiers even felt nervous about her.

Walk down a pure white hallway with blue rugs laid straight. I inquired into Lavina's back, who was two steps ahead.

"By the way, I'm not asking Mr. Lavina, but why was I called in?

"Uh? I didn't ask. Seriously, didn't it suck?

"This morning, under the Pope's Holiness, he said, 'Just go. The carriage keeps me waiting'. This is how it came, leaving behind a lot of morning cleaning and church work."

Looking back, Lavina laughed.

"Ha-ha-ha! I'm Chowkerr. Seippi, you're not working."

Oh, did you find out? Well, the "Last Church” loneliness is well known to the twin sisters.

"So you know Mr. Lavina"

"Huh? Not at all"

Don't look so keatonic. You lost it in hopes. And as I put up with not being discouraged in my face, Lavina said, "Ugh! You know that," he said, tongued Pello.

Hmm, he's as free running as ever, and he's a bad type.

"If you don't mind, could you tell me?

Lavina shrugged with a slender, standing index finger around her chin.

"Uh, some kind of fortune-teller who hits cho lately, even in Wang Du? Someone like that, like I told him to call Seippi."

I think I've heard about that lately.

"I see. Are you a fortune teller? By the way, has Mr. Lavina ever met you?

"What? Why are you asking me that?

I was returned with a question to the question. Turning 180 degrees, he said, "You'll see me," and at ease Lavina led me to a room in the royal palace.

In front of the room, the samurai Lavina said, "Well, Atashi, I have other work to do. Look, unlike someone else, Cho, busy girl? Like. I'll pick you up when it's over," he said, leaving.

One sigh in front of a splendid door. Knock twice, then gently open the door after the "go ahead" voice from inside.

"Excuse me. Today, in the life of His Holiness the Pope seized the high priest, Seychrid."

I use an unfamiliar salute that almost bites my tongue, and I give it a courtesy and give it a face.

It seemed like a small conference room there, with a round table where about eight people could hang.

On the front is a large window, facing the garden of the royal palace.

With a window like that on his back, a little girl sat down a bit. Lord of voices I said "go ahead" earlier - it's Luruna.

Until recently, her sister came looking for one door apart, but is this also a fate hoax?

And from the entrance, on his right hand side, a familiar young man made sure to throw his legs on the round table, fluttering.

Son of First Prince Sands - he is Prince Margot.

On the left hand side, a blonde blue-eyed girl had her spine pinned and hung in a chair.

Originally gentle eyes also seem to be nervous somewhere now. You're wearing a relaxed outfit, not a black dress from the time we met before, but a coat of law or a robe in spite of royalty today.

Thirteenth princess - it was Claudia. Is it an inquisition with Prince Margot, who was by the lake the other day?

If so, it is also a strange story that the attendant is Luruna, the occupier. If being a lawmaker in the rightful position of the country involves royalty, then a person in the ministerial class should be present.

Margot turned her gaze to me and snorted at me.

"Um, come on, why don't you sit down? The chair is yours. The royal Margot will allow it. Let's get this over with."

Reassemble the long legs and Margot complains in dissatisfaction.

Let's get to our seats first before we ask for more information.

Hang it in a chair opposite Luruna. Claudia seems to want to say something.

"How are you, Master Claudia?

"Uh... yeah, I'm fine"

No, you'd be worried about what's okay instead.

When I gently put my hands together and put them on the ceiling of the round table, I looked straight at Luruna.

"Can you tell us what's going on, Mr. Luluna?

"... Your will"

As always, only replies are oblivious.

I listened to such an astrologer's explanation for a while. In hindsight, the two royal families present here - Prince Margot and Princess Claudia - bear the testimonial mark of the next king.

He was a multiple candidate who was good for Him. Margot points the back of his right hand at me.

There was a royal crest and three leaf-like engravings floating in the background.

The light of magical power lights up. The brilliance of the great god tree sprouts, and it had a very similar colour.

This is the seal of the king - the inheritance of the throne, Death Match. It is said that this is the testimony of the participants in the King's Dition.

Until the king decides to be alone, it seems that this mark will never disappear.

I got used to Margot twisting his neck to the left and right.

"Tsukasa, I'm the son of the first prince. My youngest aunt has a serious eye for it. Did you really float around?

I don't think Claudia would lie about these things.

When she takes her seat, she puts up a thin cloth like a robe.

Drawers of the race got dewy.

Furthermore, the robe's satchel rises and the white belly navel is exposed under the daytime. Around the bottom of his navel, there was the same king's stamp as Margot's.

Her face turned bright red and Claudia is going to cry now.

"Let it be, I am ashamed to be seen naked by Master Seiklid"

No, wait. Even though it was for confirmation, it was Claudia who showed it that way. Or will shame not work when it comes to seeing me naked, this princess?

"Enough is enough. We have confirmed, Princess Claudia."

"Uh, uh, I don't mind extending it. Even if you touch it. I'd like you to confirm it properly with Mr. Seiklid."

Oh, he's a bad guy. He's the kind of unfortunate royalty who gets excited about showing it. Whenever haha and his breathing became rough, the king's imprint floating in Claudia's abdomen dashed bright.

"Fine."

For the second time, he said to my voice, "Ha!" And you bit it off somehow. Screaming, Claudia finally lowered her robe's satchel.

I ask Luluna again.

"So what can I do for you? Best fortune teller in the king's capital."

Luruna, who for a moment turned into a doya face, slowly stood up and kneaded with a crystal ball in her hand.

"... Three leaves are chosen. One more, because I have a candidate."

"Which one of you is that?

"... I don't get this"

There won't be any missing royalty, but if you ask me, it seems that no king's stamp has been confirmed to anyone while living in the king's capital or to royal mortals who have been married to other neighboring countries.

When King Diction can't open like this, the arrow of white wings stood for the search, at the median rate to the horrible in the past few weeks, is Luruna continuing to succeed in her fortune telling?

Sister, I'm in the same castle right now. They haven't been able to find my sister's place, as usual.

Should I tell you now? No, you've become a samurai in the royal palace, so you can make us hook up later.

"... the third is... near the high priest Seychlid"

That was the prophecy of a seller fortune teller. I see, that's why I was called here.

But it looks like all this time Luruna's fortune has come off, too.

The only royalty I know is Claudia, who's already here.