Tilea’s Worries

I've looked around, but Mr. Gill's not here. I know you're somewhere, but when I go looking for you, I'm off with the Ortissios.

There is no other way.

Let's just say we rendezvous with Mr. Gill and then ask him what's going on.

Then... dozens of minutes passed after Ortizio and his people entered the treasure trove of the Elizabeth family.

Are you all right?

I think it's full of traps inside. I have now sensed the activation of the magic formation, and I have heard the sound of the arrows firing many times. If you were a regular person, you would be made a hive as soon as you went inside.

Mr Ortizio......

I have first-rate combat skills, but my brains are better...

I'm anxious. I hope I'm not alarmed.

I got worried, so I'll try to get a little closer to the treasure trove.

Of course, I'm not going in there. Even if I go inside, I'm the one who snaps Ortizio's leg by hitting the trap.

The entrance to the treasure trove, three e-mails away.

Hmm!?

I heard Ortizio's joy.

"Ha-ha-ha, isn't that a big fish! You can achieve two or three months of norm."

"Captain! Look. There's a big fish of gold in the back."

"Oh well! Um, um, load it up more and more. Don't even leave one gold behind."

"" Yes!

Yeah, I don't even care about traps.

Ortizio and the others seem to have plenty of room.

A trap (trap) is activated in the middle of the conversation, with massive arrows and automatic magic bullets flying across it. Ortizio and the others load their treasures into the O8 without moving a trace of dust.

If the trap (trap) is in the way of further transport, it appears that the magic bullet is destroying each trap (trap). I've even mixed up with Dodon and the bursting sound.

Phew ~ I want to cling to the colors. But, well, no. I know Ortizio and the others are safe.

Then a while later, Ortizio and the others came back.

"The doll, the purpose has been achieved. We're returning."

"Yes. Good luck. And that's an amazing amount."

A bunch of treasures loaded full of O8 cars. Even jewellery and gold and silver craftsmanship alone exceed hundreds of millions of gold. If we add more historical value such as gold and works of art... we won't even consider the exact amount. How far on earth can we accumulate this far if we exploit it from the people?

Elizabeth's outrage becomes dew here as well.

"Damn, it looks like they were collecting all the money in the king's capital for the sake of the worms. Unjustly taking possession of Lord Tyrea's possessions and making fun of it!

"Ha..."

It's not the dialogue between people who actually work stealing, is it?

Well, I'm pretty sure Elizabeth was unjustly collecting money. I agree with that.

It's just... imitation like this break-in robbery.

I was prepared to infiltrate the theft. But I never thought I'd exaggerate this far. Fighting has broken out everywhere and the building is on fire. Exclusive to the family of the Elizabeth family, but there are also deaths. It's a little war.

I'm glad it wasn't damaged this way, but did Mr. Tyrea really give this order? I know the character of Mr. Tyrea normally. I knew it wasn't Mr. Tirrea at all.

I want to hear what's going on. Give me accurate information, not answers full of Ortizio subjectivity. But there's no Mr. Gill at heart. If it wasn't for Mr. Gill, you wouldn't give me an objective fact-based answer.

Mr. Gill, where are you really?

Why don't you ask Ortizio?

He approached Ortizio on his face as he pulled the O8 car with his men.

"That Mr. Ortizio"

"What?

"I don't see Mr. Gill, where are you?

"Gil would be commanding a separate task force"

Really? You split the soldiers into two hands, didn't you? If so, I don't know if I can rendezvous with Mr. Gill. Depending on the circumstances of the squad, it is possible that they have withdrawn separately.

... There is only one way. Pretty anxious, but let's just say we ask Ortizio what's going on.

"Mr. Ortizio, I'd like to ask you something"

"What's up?

"Did Master Tyrea really order this disturbance?

"Yes."

"Is that true? I've heard it before, but Tyrea ordered me to keep quiet on my internal affairs, right? Did you suddenly change your mind?

"That's right. Don't make me say it again and again."

Confident affirmation. Ortizio seems convinced......

It doesn't fall to my heart.

Mr. Tyrea was on fire in the first place for a culinary confrontation with the chef here. Yet the reason for his return is unknown.

"Um, what happened to Master Tyrea while I was gone?

"I don't know deep down. I heard it again."

"What!? Didn't Master Tyrea order you directly!

"That's right. Is there a problem?

Ortizio looks strange.

No, you've got a whole lot of problems. You really don't know if that order is correct!

I got a bad feeling.

Thank you. I didn't think you were Mr. Tilea. This is absolutely an Ortizio rampage. I've misidentified the order somewhere.

"Mr. Ortizio, who is that from again?

"Um, was Edim's man Dahl somehow?"

Dal...... Ha!?

"Maybe it's Mr. Dalph Gadelio!

"Was that your name?"

When I stopped by Mr. Tyrea's shop before, I saw Edim talking to someone like Mr. Dalph. But there must be no contact between Mr. Dalph and Edim. So, different people, I was wondering if it was someone else's pseudo...

It seems true what Ortizio said.

Yeah!? That hero Gadelio turned back on the Oriental Kingdom!?

Darf Gadelio...... he is a hero who has received many medals for his bandit crusades and wars against neighbouring countries. He was also highly capable of command, and without Master Remilia, he was told that the seat of the chief of the security forces would be assured in Mr. Dalph.

Such an intelligent and courageous general, with the king's trust, betrayed the royal family. It's a hell of a scandal. One wrong step and the army will disintegrate.

Darf Gadelio's betrayal. It is the duty of the magic student to report to the royal family... The Vincents had been treated unfairly by the royal family. The royal family doesn't owe me that much. Looks like I owe it to Tim to promote the Baron.

More importantly, Mr. Tyrea and Tim are more important than such a house or identity smudge.

Yeah, let's keep this thing quiet.

Ortizio and the others talked to me casually, even though it's an event involving a floating sink in a country. Really, I realize that Tim and the others are such a great bunch.

Huh - I don't know what to say anymore......

I'm also surprised that the hero Gadelio served the Oriental Kingdom, but I'm also surprised that Edim has subordinated such a hero. Can Edim command the troops? I'd be convinced if the hero Gadelio were to take command.

I don't know where Edim stands in the Eastern Kingdom.

Another question boiled down.

"Oh, is that possible that Edim is in such a superior position?

"Oh, I'm in position there. There's no match for strength and status at all. What an ass wipe I've been doing too."

It's quite a lie when Ortizio says......

Well, Ortizio will be right all this time. It is natural to assume that Edim is unfamiliar with his work. Anyway, I'm still a student. I guess I'm confused by the difference from practice. Besides, it's not a rookie's job to just come in and command a unit. Mistakes are obvious.

Normally, graduating from the School of Magic doesn't suddenly leave you in charge of your upper position. That's no different when it comes to getting a job in a royal family or guild. Even if you're an executive candidate, you can let them go through a download first.

"Um, I don't know, is it something that a newbie who just got in can take such an upper position?

"Edim is loved by Dear Tyrea and Camilla. By virtue of that grace. It's never strength."

Yes, it is. Conne, HR is a good place.

Well, Mr. Tyrea and the others are a group that has fallen from the Eastern Kingdom. Since we have not been able to form a nation, I guess the royal cutting will work harder than the other royals.

Blah, blah, blah. If Tim activates power, nobody's going to be able to disagree. It seems likely to reduce ambient dissatisfaction no matter what position you put your rookie Edim in.

Don't think deeply about Mr. Tyrea either, he's going to recommend it to the top position.

Edim, why do you two love me? I get a little jealous.

However, for Edim, that doesn't lead to good things. It's just hard to know where you stand above your strength. I think it's the right way to go as you grow step by step if you're going to emerge.

"Mostly I get it. It's not what I'm supposed to say, but I think we should stop being human resources like that."

"Hmm, do the dolls think so too? I agree. Edim's guy, half in public, only his mouth is a master. You can only snap my leg."

"As it were, well, Edim could be half a serving compared to a first-rate Mr. Ortizio. But Edim is also an expected talent at the School of Magic for once. Take a long look at it."

"Doll, you know what I mean. Yes, I'm top notch. Dolls are adorable because they make sense this way. But Edim's guy's got a little bit of a temper, too. Can you see it in the long run!

Oh, there's something wrong with Edim. Edim has a bad mouth. Ortizio has arms, but he's got this personality.

The collision is visible.

"As it were, well, that's what I say in my mouth, but I think Edim respects Mr. Ortizio"

"I wonder. The last time I went to exorcise a bug, Edim failed once because of his fragility. You blamed Edim for that mess, didn't you? Even though it's because of the fragile half. That's true, right?

Bugs?

Is this about Elizabeth's assassin?

According to the story, Ortizio and Edim seem to have launched an attack on one of the villainous aristocracy halls. I hear the owner was after Mr. Tyrea. Apparently Edim failed his job there. You think Edim, the assailant, has lost a lot?

I have to ask you half the story because we're talking about Ortizio, but it looks like you two had a lot going on.

Then, as he was traveling listening to Ortizio's stupidity, he joined forces led by Mr. Gill near the exit.

Now I can finally get the truth.

I left Ortizio and headed over to Mr. Gill to explain the upside of things.

First, Mr. Tyrea is immersed in a culinary confrontation. He told his men to bring cooking ingredients from next to next. On that order, Edim's unit, Mr. Dalph, joined the crowd.

That's where Elizabeth comes in. He threatened to torture Mr. Tyrea. You even intimidated Tim at the store that he had released an assassin?

"Was it? Lord Tyrea must have been angry."

"Oh, I hear it was pretty quick talking about Dalph,"

"So, in this state of war?

"Oh, many fears. Elizabeth was on offense to capture Master Tyrea. When Lord Tyrea ordered Dalph and the others to intercept him, he himself brought Edim to Camilla."

"Really? I was so worried, I'm glad Lord Tyrea ran away."

"Doll, don't let anything foolish slip through! There is no way Lord Tyrea can escape. Tyrea went to see Camilla crush her enemies."

Ortizio has been pinching his mouth from side to side for a conversation with Mr. Gill.

No, Mr. Tyrea escaped the scene because Tim usually got worried. I wonder why this guy has such a diagonal focus.

Still, Elizabeth's guy, he ponders really vile things. How many times do I have to send an assassin?

Tim, I wonder if you're all right... Tim, who's always gorgeously taking out his enemies. I think it's going to be okay this time.

"Dear Camilla, you're worried"

"Doll, don't make a foolish statement! Lady Camilla can't be hit like such an assassin."

"That's right... well, there's Mr. Nielzen in the store, and he's fine, right?"

"Absolutely right. They will escort you to Captain Nielsen. I guess the assassin no longer leaves one dust in the world."

Ortizio exaggerates too much......

Well, you are. I have Mr. Nielsen, the perfect butler. Yeah, yeah, I don't think Tim will get hit either.

"I generally understand the circumstances. So, why are Mr. Gill and the others breaking in and making such a big scene?

When I urged him to explain further, Mr. Gill began to explain.

Ortizio and the others who received my distress call entered the mansion. So far, as planned. I don't remember anything around here, but maybe during the fight I steeply increased my magic.

So, ahead of us, Mr. Dalph and the others were already fighting Elizabeth and the others.

Ortizio rapidly flipped the plan when he heard about the situation from Dalph. He switched from undercover operations to the use of force in front of him.

"Mr. Ortizio, that's an expanded interpretation of the order, isn't it? It was actually Mr. Dalph and the others who ordered the interception. That's no reason for Mr. Ortizio and the others to go wild."

"Doll, what are you talking about! Our troops are under attack. Can you keep your fingers shut for a long time! Try to get Edim's unit hit like this. Can the enemy lick that our army is a weak soldier!

Two sentences do not succeed Ortizio's objections. Exactly. Though silly, he is a professional military man who knows the scene. The words had weight.

It's just a questioning if you ask me if I can make a big rampage to this point. Mr. Tyrea shouldn't want that either.

"There is also a point in Mr. Ortizio's words. But Tirrea ordered it differently."

"Doll, we have already received orders from Lord Tyrea to act in these cases." Ad hoc while maintaining a high degree of flexibility. "You know what this means?

No, I don't know.

That sounds like just a hit-and-go word. What's more, it's a word you should never say to someone like Ortizio.

Mr. Tyrea...... the words are cool. I think it's a long term, but let's not use it too much.

"Mires, what our army is watching silently when the Friends are being attacked is that it is an unfaithful act. Real-time judgment is required in the field. If you wait for an order, something irrevocable may happen. Even if they're ordering a no-attack ban, they have to make a decision. That's what the captain says."

Mr Gill gave me a supplementary explanation.

Yeah, scales fell out of my eyes. I realize I haven't lost my student mood yet. Mr. Gill is right. My people are in a pinch, but there's no way I can hang on to them. Even Mr Tirrea, when he finds out the Ortissios are here, he decides to order us to fight together.

"Sorry, I was wrong"

"It's been a good study for an unschooled doll."

Say it with Ortizio's proud face.

... I'm not convinced, but Mr. Dalph and the others were attacked. Ortizio and the others will join the war, of course.

"So what about Mr. Dalph and the others?

"We destroyed the enemy, so we broke up."

"Yep! You destroyed Elizabeth's elite!

"Ah."

Gil answers like it's nothing, but this is amazing. Even the Royal Regular Army couldn't reach Elizabeth's elite.

Is that true?

But I certainly don't have a combat noise right now. I don't see the enemy, and I guess it's really devastated.

After all, Mr. Gill, Mr. Dalph is amazing. That's right, the hero Gadelio and Mr. Gill, the heavy town of the Oriental kingdom, put together. If these two put together, there's nothing you can't do, right?

Hmm!? I defeated Elizabeth's elite. That's good. So what happened to Elizabeth at the heart?

"What about that Elizabeth?

"Oh, that shitty little bug. Ah, what's wrong? Hey, where did that little bug do it? It was rolling around there."

Now Ortizio's going to make a bomb statement like it's nothing.

Roll Elizabeth? What the hell happened?

And one of Ortizio's men cared, or he brought here Elizabeth, who was falling in the shade of a table he kept in the hall.

"Ha ha, how about a doll. I threw this nasty little bug at you as you broke in."

Ortizio speaks well.

Elizabeth was crawling like a potato bug with her hands and feet sluggish in front of me. Both hands and legs must have been snapped by Ortizio. The hands and feet had been bent in an unanswered direction.

Elizabeth has a distressed voice. Ha, ha, I breathed rough, even coughed up from time to time. I guess I can't work out my magic well because of the injury. It's time to move. crawling sloppily from torso to torso, and roughly raised his face.

Elizabeth and I meet eye to eye.

Elizabeth!?

Moment - Things flashed back in the torture room.

The body of a girl too miserable to be shown to Elizabeth. An outrageous trick I called a human pig. Memories in my brain came back to life. I have one memory of being interrupted.

The thoughtless look on that kid's face......

How horrible, how sorry I was.

My head boiled.

I may never have learned more anger in my life.

That's how my emotions got out of control.

I have a magic deficiency right now. Nothing in magic serves.

So what's up! It doesn't matter if it's magical or not. If you don't have magic, you can attack with physics.

Elizabeth can't move properly with her limbs broken.

So what's up! It doesn't matter if your opponent is injured and defenseless. Ungentlemanly attacks are also tolerated if the target is a demon.

"Uh-oh!

I run towards Elizabeth. And when he grabbed Elizabeth's chest barn, which was falling, he shook his right hand and beat her full.

"Ha!

Hitting Elizabeth's right cheek, Elizabeth fell to the ground again.

"Die, die, I will not forgive you. It's everyone's grudge!

Horseback riding where I can't move, beating him up over and over again. If your fist hurts with your right hand, now hit it with your left hand. Keep hitting him alternately. Elizabeth tries to avoid herself, but doesn't let her get away with it.

I also forgot to breathe and kept hitting him.

"Ha, ha, ah, you, imitate me like this!

"Shut up! I'm not dying!

Seventeen or eight shots were just beaten, and Ortizio grabbed my hand and stopped me.

"Ha, ha, ha, let go! Get the fuck off me! This guy, he's the only one I won't tolerate. I can't keep you alive."

"No."

"Why not!

Stare at Ortizio for getting in the way. Even Ortizio, who shelters such an outward path, hates me.

"Your hands get dirty"

Huh?

Maybe you want to tell me not to kill people?

I saw an unexpected side of Ortizio that I thought was stupid. Oh, my God. Ortizio thought of me. I told you not to fall for such an outer path. I want to live up to Ortizio's thoughts.

But...

But...

This guy is a devil's outward path that lightly crosses the line as a person. I won't allow this one alone. This guy's life will do it for nothing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ortizio. You can get dirty. I'm so ready."

"So how many times do I have to tell you to hold onto me as a doll! Lady Camilla's dolls are always clean. Beat it with your bare hands. Dirty with blood!

But I took the cloth out of my nose again because of the teasing, and began to wipe my hand with that cloth.

... You're a really, really unblemished person.

I was watching Ortizio and it cooled down.

"... ok. Okay, Mr. Ortizio, you have to kill this guy. Please."

"No."

"Why is that? No way, no, now you don't care about breaking ethics and laws, do you? What are you unhappy about?

"Don't make me say it again and again. Elizabeth is Camilla's prey. There's no way a minister can take your master's prey on his own."

"No, he said it's crazy. You've figured everything out already. How outrageous and evil Elizabeth is. How raw it is to rob only funds. Be sure to kill this one or it will be a later scourge. Can I risk Lord Tyrea or Lady Camilla?

"Puppets, come on. Elizabeth and other little bugs. Dear Tyrea, I am not the enemy of Master Camilla. It's a toy. I don't know how many times I've said it. It's rare for a guy who's really not as understanding as you."

I don't want the idiot Ortizio to tell me.

Huh - how do I persuade stubborn Ortizio to get this far?

When I'm haunting my head,

"Ha-ha-ha! I won't forgive you! I'll never forgive you. Oh! Fuck you! Whoa!

Elizabeth, who was crawling on the ground, roared in an awesome shape.

"Ortizio ooo! How dare you imitate this wax! You, the backcutter, carefully tear your teeth and nails apart, pull them out and kill them! Millet, Essuuuu! You will rip the skin of your whole body to feed the oak alive! And the silver-haired little blonde sisters pour every beast's ■ gibberish into a hole called a hole in her whole body, and I'll kill her crazy! Hihahahahahahahahaha!"

Elizabeth laughs high with a madness phase on her swollen face.

I still kill him. It's visible to Mr. Tyrea, Tim, and my loved ones that there's a danger in keeping this guy alive.

"Will you shut up? Ah!

"Ha, ha."

"You wretch. Ah! Shame on you! Get to know yourself!

"Bubba! Damn!"

Ortizio further breaks, twists, and turns Elizabeth's broken arm. Elizabeth's right arm took a curved, distorted shape.

"I see. Doll, I know what you're talking about. Master Tyrea, what a disgrace and arrogance to Master Camilla. I'm not tired of killing him seven times."

"Then let's kill him"

"Um, I feel the same as you, doll. I want to punch him, but I can't help it. In my power, I'll kill this guy."

"So let's kill him."

"Yes, but. It's not a good idea to kill."

"Mr. Ortizio! You've insulted your loved ones so far. We can't just leave it like this."

"Mmm, that makes sense. All right, I will punish you with great punishment for your indiscretion against my lord. Mires, put your hands in front of me."

Ortizio tells me to stay, but put your right hand forward. Then Ortizio put his armor on my hand.

"Sometimes this gets dirty with blood. Condemn the worm exactly. Don't hesitate. Vulnerable you wouldn't die if you really hit him."

"This armor...... wow"

"It's not great. It's just made by Orihalcon. Now that you know the metals that are super, deluxe, great and tough, it's an antique."

It is no exaggeration to say that Orihalcon is a national treasure class. Make that look like a normal supply. This is the kind of place where Ortizio is Ortizio.

Huh. Why are you putting in a little weird bragging lies?

Well, fine. Rare, they lent me a weapon. This kills Elizabeth.

Horseback riding Elizabeth crawling to the ground with her right hand stuck. Earlier.

"Die!"

I hit Elizabeth's flank as much as I could with my right hand with my armor on.

"Ha ha! Hey, hey, hey, whoa!

Elizabeth's scream echoes around like never before.

The feeling in my hand, I guess I definitely destroyed a couple of Avalas out of the bare hands. It's amazing power with my impotent arm power that I haven't bottomed up with magic. And yet my hands don't hurt at all. It must have absorbed all the shock on top of it being so light. That's a rare weapon. You can keep hitting me as much as you want with this.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ku, ko, kill"

"No. You're the one who dies. You're gonna regret this in hell."

"Ha, ha, hey, I'll never forgive you. I swear by the name of Elizabeth. Ha, ha, I'll give it back hundreds of times. You, the man there, the family... haha, ha, all those involved in the silver-haired blonde little girl will live and taste hell"

Despite all these major injuries, the fighting spirit will not fade. Elizabeth stares with a cursed look.

"Do you still want to get out of this mess?" Don't be shy, doll. Thumbs. Hit him as he sticks his thumb in his eye! Nice! "

Ortizio also seemed outraged at what Elizabeth had said. It tells me how to make a fool of myself. That's a professional soldier.

But with your armor on, that's hard. It's secured by a thumb and gear. Think about the situation properly. And yet Ortizio says, "Thumbs! Stick around!"

It's hard to do honestly.

But I'll end it here. With this armor, I would somehow be able to beat Elizabeth to death.

I wave my right hand wide to start Elizabeth's execution.

"Captain Ortizio, my pleasure. It's time to make a retreat."

That's how Gil opened his mouth, watching him in silence.

"Why? Wouldn't the retreat be good after punishing this little bug"

"Captain, this is all the commotion. It's not strange when security forces start to move."

Yes, it was. Indeed, Mr. Gill is right. If you stay too long, the security forces will be on the move.

I can't make an excuse if it's a bowl. This is all the commotion we've caused. If we are found guilty, we will be pursued by the country as a class A major criminal.

We have no choice but to retreat.

Elizabeth matched her half-dead eyes. Hopeful observations are huge, but let's hope we're being adulterated for a while.

Plus I recognized the strength of Ortizio's troops. If you could stick with me as an escort for Mr. Tyrea and Tim for a while, I guess I'll be fine.

We accepted Mr. Gill's prophecy and soon followed Elizabeth's mansion.

Huh. I'm tired.

For once, I wonder if the plan succeeded.

Successful robbery of treasures piled up full of O8 cars. Now, for the time being, Elizabeth will gasp for funding difficulties. I can't even hire an assassin. At all costs, leaving Elizabeth like that. I pretended to have a chance to kill Elizabeth. Hopefully that won't be a disaster later.

Ortizio and the others look relaxed even though they are worried about him like this. Especially Ortizio. I read Nanae brand magazines for crossing noses.

Looks like they're considering buying that or this and brand furniture.

"Doll, I have to buy you some clothes too."

What!? Unexpected words said abruptly.

Nanae brand clothing......

You showed me the catalog, but you wanted something. 'Cause, no, no!

"Mr. Ortizio, please don't spend your money on something different from the original thrust"

"What are you talking about! That fits the purpose. You are Lady Camilla's doll. You have to decorate it as you deserve."

"This is the money that Elizabeth has unfairly accumulated. That's why..."

"Doll, your mission is to clean yourself up and dress. You don't have to think about anything else."

In a way, it is a dialogue that the women of the world envy. But it's crazy, because it's crazy.

I'm tired already. I'm not even willing to argue with you. Anyway, these treasures will be confiscated by Mr. Nielsen or Mr. Gill. Let's leave Ortizio's rampage alone.

Then hurrying home,

"Mm, please wait!

Looks like Mr. Gill discovered something. Stop marching and be vigilant.

"Gil, what's up?

"Approximately thousands of troops are approaching."

Troops are approaching!?

"Could it be the security forces?

"No, not the security forces. The flag is different. It's not even the Royal Army because it doesn't have the Arkdas Royal Seal on it."

What!? Wow. Mr. Gill, do you see such detailed information from here?

In the direction indicated by Mr. Gill, indeed, if you look well, I know that there is smoke and some kind of group is approaching. But it's such a tiny change that I wouldn't know if Mr. Gill hadn't been careful. That's about the distance away, but I can even see flags and gear.

Awesome eye goodness, and depth of thought just to alert one person while Ortizio and the others are cautious. I wonder how good you are.

"And where do you belong to such a large unit?"

"The flag symbol... you're a collective. Let's just say we've assembled different tribal shapes."

What!? I don't know now...

Cold sweat flowed down my spine. I have a bad feeling. Worst scenario I don't want you to hit.

"Oh, that maybe, is there a reverse cross symbol in the center of the flag?

"Mires is right. There is. Hmm!? Really? That flag represents the number of annihilations. I'm cutting the symbols of my tribe to good shape on the cross."

Yes, the meaning of the flag is, genocide. It incorporates into the flag a group of tribes that have been destroyed so far. There is only one group that destroys a tribe consisting of hundreds and flags its barbarity to boast.

Definitely.

"Batcho Squad!

I screamed out of the blue.

Oh, oh, my God! You said you were back from the Avismo Front? Too soon. Even though they say it will take a lot of years just to retreat from that alleged gunpowder depot.

Elizabeth's final weapon. In the Battle of Cisensi, with just 5,000 troops, he slaughtered more than 100,000 soldiers and was feared to be a group of ghost soldiers. Few tribes have perished. He was also active in outings and contributed significantly to the enlargement of the prints of the Royal Alkudas. Therefore even the barbarity was glorified as the patron saint of the king's capital.

That sucks. Such a Bacchio is on his way to Elizabeth today.

"Ha, come on, let's go!

"What, doll, what are you panicking about!

"Just hurry up. If we stay here, we'll have a bowl with them."

"Hmm, with that batcho. You can kick a bug squad like that."

"Okay! I'll be brief. This is an elite unit of the Elizabeth family that we have fought for so far, but compared to the Batcho Special Forces, we will not talk about it. Ants and giants, if you like. Even that outlaw group (Outrage) didn't look in front of the Batcho Squad, making them look like the cats they borrowed. That unit is the real deal. Elizabeth's final weapon."

"Right. The men in the mansion thought they were weak. Can we have a little fun?"

"So that's not what I'm talking about! Oh, we need to get out of here. Put the worst treasure away and run away, too."

"I mean stupid! Why should I leave the loot!

Hit Don and scream at the handle of the eight cars Ortizio was pulling. The treasure that had been piled up in that impact spilled all over the ground.

"Oh doll, I spilled it because you say a mess. Pick it up, you guys, and don't miss a dime of gold."

"" Ha!

Not quite. It's not the other way around. Ortizio and the others are reloading their spilled treasures. Now we have to put down the treasure and retreat.

Maybe the Ortissios from the Oriental Kingdom don't know. The legend of Bacchio is not Dada.

Then the Ortissios finished loading up some sort of treasure, but for some reason they don't move. I even collect coins like gold coins.

"Mr. Ortizio, what is it? You were indifferent to the change!

Wipes placed unconstructively in Ortizio's room. I have new memories of platinum falling from my wipes to the ground in a pompous manner.

"Huh. Dolls are still unschooled. Fine, I'll tell you what Lord Tyrea appreciates." What laughs at one gold cries at one gold, "you know what that means?

No, I don't know.

I don't see putting that into practice right now...... I know what that means. A warning that even a small amount of money should not be taken lightly.

Quite an inclusive word. I also knew some pretty decent words and reviewed Mr. Tilea a little. Usually, I agree with you very empathetically.

But now is not really the time!

Death is approaching for that one gold!

Oh, how can you not understand? No matter how much I tell the Batcho SWAT scare, I stop marching in the middle of a road like this to keep picking up change.

"Oh, come on! I don't know if I'm gonna make it!

Shout out loud, but the Ortissios don't stop picking up change. My men came out, and now they opened up the sewage handle and started picking up the real scattered coins.

... maybe not anymore.

Sugar smoke from the horse army was close enough to be clearly visible even to my naked eye.