Tilea’s Worries

"Surrender? No way. Wax, it's not falling apart enough to surrender to a thief."

Elizabeth denies all inquiries.

Well, isn't it that easy to surrender?

But what do you mean, "burglar"? One way or the other, you're more of a burning bandit!

"Don't treat people like thieves, right? You're the criminals."

"It's true, burglar girl."

"No, really, what are you talking about?"

"Even if you don't know, I know who the thief is."

That said, Elizabeth points to Ol, who is on three levels.

Apparently, Ol and Elizabeth know each other. Looks like the Grand Aristocrats Orr and Elizabeth had an exchange. I see. So, I hear Ol had some trouble with Elizabeth. Did you steal even one of the jewels when you went to visit Elizabeth's mansion?

I guess he said he was angry with and harassed and stole from a high chronic Elizabeth rather than looking for money because it's about Orr. If it's a short-tempered ol, it's going to do it.

Do you want to check the facts with Ol?

"Ol, did you steal something from Elizabeth?

"No, I didn't steal anything."

Ol' who denies it clearly.

There's no upset there at all and you don't look like you're lying.

"Elizabeth, don't be silly, will you? He didn't steal anything."

"... Yes, was the main culprit still a silver-haired little girl? You are a decorative god. You don't seem to hear anything about dirty work."

"Huh? What's that?

"I'm telling you the truth. Your sister gave you directions, and the thieves there uprooted the wax's money to the family heirloom they cared about!

That's what Elizabeth explains as she pushes her anger to death.

Ha! What are you talking about? There's no way Tim would do that, though! The house doesn't teach people to steal their things. Don't call my sister a criminal on your own.

Even Orr is.

Ol is a little anxious......

No, there was no lie or falsehood in Ol's words earlier. Assuming some liar appraisal Okapa gang licked Ol's sweat off, it would be the same result.

Ol, you're telling the truth.

The two of them are not thieves.

So why has Elizabeth been following such a good lead...

In short, Elizabeth wants this raid to have legitimacy. He said Tim and Ol had succeeded because they had entered the nobleman's house as thieves. I'm willing to force myself to make a story like that and deceive an interrogation from the security forces.

It is a kingdom law in favor of something and nobility. Raiding West Street may not be a sin if you claim you just took back what was stolen.

Dirty, too dirty.

"Elizabeth, aren't you proud to be a person? You want to go through your own endeavors until you say such bullshit?

"Bullshit!

Elizabeth lifts her eyes and shouts.

"That's right. Bullshit. You're trying to get us wet to justify the raid."

"Hehe, is it wet clothes...... wax, I've never learned to be so angry. How much shall I reward you? First, I'm going to rip the tongue out of a thief (Ortizio) who's going to lie."

Elizabeth still doesn't stop calling me a thief. This strong attitude...... it doesn't look like you're lying to me either. Tim isn't, but maybe Ol is doing Elizabeth some harm.

"Ol, you didn't steal it, did you?

"Ha. It's all bug crap."

Ol still clearly denies stealing.

I would respect you if you were so clear and on the contrary a lie. Ol, you can be a fraud.

"That's right. I'm sorry I doubted you. Ol didn't steal anything."

"Ha. Thieves are more of an aside. Elizabeth and the other little bugs."

With that said, Ol gives Elizabeth a numb finger.

Elizabeth, with Orr's contempt,

"Oh, my God. Yeah! I told you earlier, you stole it, didn't you? Oh! Don't make me shimmer. Lick it. I don't think you're gonna die easy. Oh!

Raise the golden cuts out of the blue. You're in busted mode.

Then it's a storm of condemnation, of condemnation.

He curses Orr and Tim as the grand villains of thieves, and at the end of the day, he cuts out his ill-handed hands and threatens to feed them to the dogs.

That's amazing. Hysteria. It's superb here.

"Damn, you noisy little bug. Insult me as well as Master Camilla!

"Ol is right. Terrible woman."

"Dear Tyrea, the rudeness of the worm is very unforgivable. Capture them and give them what they deserve!

"Well, you should take responsibility."

"Ha. Totally little bugs, what a thief. Call the great Evil Army a bunch of lowlife bandits. This is a felony you can't just shoot."

Ol is outraged. Face out of three layers and argue as you spit toward Elizabeth. There, I can see and take a strong anger at Elizabeth, who has followed her claims.

The legions are equally angry.

They insult my friends, and they're as angry as I am.

Everyone is happy. My emotions just outburst too much. The momentum is likely to jump and storm from Yagura as it is.

This is why I can't keep my eyes open.

Pay attention to the legions who are likely to storm. Still, the momentum didn't stop, so he hit and stopped the guy who did as he looked around from one layer to three layers like a mogul beating.

In the meantime, I won't stop shooting Orr in the mouth.

I am raving about Elizabeth's sins.

Yeah, yeah, that's good. Tell him more!

Ol's voice passes well. It wasn't Dade who always said he had led the troops in Australian. It would be clearly conveyed to Elizabeth, a few dozen meters away. You didn't throw away the Demon King's army either.

Elizabeth also gives Ol a beating and golden voice.

In the course of the two conversations,

"You still don't understand! You have no ownership. All wealth belongs to Lord Tyrea. What was stolen? Don't get me wrong. That belonged to Master Tyrea originally. Got it, little bug? Ow!

Yes, Ol threw ripples at me.

Hmm!? I have a bad feeling about this.

"Ol"

"What is it?

"I knew you stole it?

"I didn't steal it."

"Oh, right. It would create a misunderstanding that you're better."

Honestly, it was a cold sweat thing...

Oh, no way.

"Ortizio, I'm sorry. Yes! No more forgiveness. Yeah. I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you right now. I'm gonna get it back. Oh! Diamonds, gems, gold, vintage western wine, of course. See, interest is their life. Chop him up and feed him to bugs. Oh!

Elizabeth's accusations will not stop. Raise the roar of wild child face loss.

That's really ugly. There are no shards of aristocratic elegance by shaking your hair. "Give it back" or "That was hundreds of millions of pieces of art at market value".

It's just supposed to be a slander with no roots or leaves, but I'm actually going to say a specific name.

"What's vintage?! You think that's superb booze? Don't be ridiculous. Be polite and expect even a secret wrap. That would be just cheap booze. Oh!

"Oh, my God. Yeah, my tongue's rotting! That's three hundred and twenty-three years old liquor. Billions are crap. If you're pulling the plug out, I'll smash you to death. Aah!

"If it's a stopper, I'll pull it out. I had no choice but to give it to Lord Tyrea because of the cheap alcohol. Prepare a better drink!

"Kill. I'll never kill you, Ortizio. Ooh!

... This is definitive. I confess myself.

I ride myself out of the three layers and move next to Ol, who is raising his anger.

And slap Tong and Ol's shoulder.

"This is Master Tyrea."

"Ah - just ask again. You stole it, didn't you?

"No, I didn't steal it"

This guy...

I already know. It's not Elizabeth, but what are you doing?

"Ol, if you didn't steal it, how do you know the taste of the liquor you had in Elizabeth's house?

"That's because you drank. Oh, he carefully twisted that low-grade liquor into a vintage wrap. I'm glad I didn't accidentally give it to you."

"... I mean, you stole and drank the liquor that was at the Elizabeth house, right?

"No, I drank, but I didn't steal"

"No, that's strange."

"Oh, yeah, I was. I sincerely apologize for swallowing Master Tyrea's belongings on my own, albeit with alcohol. I was going to try it, but I should have gotten your permission."

That's what I say. I bow my head deeply, Ol.

I see. You know what? Yeah, I finally figured it out.

This guy is serious......

He's always complaining about his decision... seriously, I wasn't kidding.

I'm sure I'll look at Ol even though I suffer from weakness.

"Ol, you moved the treasure that was in the Elizabeth family."

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Or, I knew it.

I acted like I expected.

"Duh, where did you move it? Or maybe a warehouse in the Underground Empire, huh?

"Ha. We couldn't get in, so we're also putting it in the Great Evil God Museum in the annex"

"Hehe."

Despite his perfectly criminal acts in the middle, Orr's confident good looks unwittingly leak a grin.

Ol laughs at me too.

"" Haha!

Ol and I, we laugh at each other.

"I moved him."

"Ha. We're moving."

You didn't steal that. Yeah! You just rephrased. Burglar, there's more to the fierce!

That makes Elizabeth angry with Kann, too.

Then I asked Ol about the situation and found out.

Looks like Ole and the others were nearby when I asked Dalph and the others to intercept us at the Elizabeth residence. Dalphs and the vampires broke into Elizabeth's mansion and burglarized the fire when they defeated Elizabeth's escort. Besides, you politely put it on the O8 and carried a ton of money?

I'm not familiar with the law either, but isn't this a bad idea?

If I stole more than ten pairs during the Edo period, there was a law that says death penalty. I wonder if the laws of this world are similar. Even if I listen to Orr half the time, I'm definitely stealing more than ten pairs.

Shit... Elizabeth's right.

It hurts.

There's a justification for baking!

No matter, I'm not convinced. Mires said that Elizabeth had wrongfully enraged the people to make money and hired a caution stick with that money to harass Tim and the others.

I don't have a problem with stealing such gold, but I think it's the main thing to steal it and give it back to the country as it is. Ol did something treacherous. I don't think he's a criminal...... Gilli, emotionally.

But that doesn't make sense.

It's a world where nobles can give back without question if they're robbed by ordinary people. An unequal law, but the law is the law. When Remilia and the others come back, we're under arrest.

This, if this happens......

"Ah, Elizabeth?

"What? I think I finally figured it out. You mean with the princess of the East, but no. He's just the head of the night thief."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Stolen? Where's your proof?"

"Huh? You asked the minister there to find out, didn't you?

"And I don't. Let me prove it."

If it's evidence, your minister just admitted it.

"Yes, when did you admit it? What time and how many weeks did the sun go around?

Gosh, I made a painful excuse. It is an excuse for elementary school students, a heavenly theory version.

Elizabeth is scared to hear my excuses.

Baccio was grinning with his belly in my words.

Oh, you look like you're lying. I was wondering if you could spare me some trouble.

"Oh, you..."

"Nice, princess. There are more iron rules than in ancient times. That's the right thing to win. I'm tired of asking questions. Time to get started."

That's what Baccio embarrasses Elizabeth.

"Shit. I get it."

Baccio convinced me that Elizabeth had taken out something like magic equipment.

That is......

I've seen it. It must have had a loudspeaker function in my last life.

"Everyone on West Street"

Through the loudspeaker, you can hear Elizabeth in every corner.

What, what are you gonna say?

"I'll wait until the zero o'clock bell. Go down to my gates."

Elizabeth says in a cold voice, "Go down to the military gate".

That's usually a surrender recommendation.

I see. Are you aiming to upset the inside? If you know for sure you can survive, maybe there 'll be someone out there who'll betray you?

Look at the faces of the legions.

He had a really shiny face.

I don't see any upset in that face. On the contrary, some have an angry look. That's the members of the Evil Gods Army. If you call it Koei compliant, you have more than ninety-eight loyalties.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Elizabeth. I know it's a trap to upset you, but it's no use. Everyone here is bound by a bond of trust. Not like you guys."

"… I repeat. I'll wait till the midnight bell. Go down to my military gates."

Elizabeth smiles ignoring my words.

Creepy.

With that said, Mires said.

Elizabeth says she kills people with a smile on her face...

Elizabeth repeats.

Tell them to come to my military gates.

Over and over again......

I can't wait to have a bad feeling.

Could Elizabeth's guy be after something?

But I don't know what that is.

Then, without thinking of a valid solution, the clock bell rang abnormally on West Street.

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A few minutes went by with an evil god blasting move on Drewas. Still no sign of Drewas.

When Mires is regretting it,

"Hey, did you do it?

One of the residents called out.

"Uh..."

"Hey, you did it. Yay!"

The inhabitants are rising to joy.

The pressure (pressure) on Drewas is gone, so he seems free to move.

That stonehead won't break the pressure on himself.

The survival of Drewas is increasingly hopeless.

"She's an amazing girl. I've defeated that devil elf!

"Oh, that uniform, you're a student at the School of Magic. You're still an elite. Thanks."

The residents say thank you verbally.

Usually, I respond to that thought. But now any praise is bare in the ear. Not quite.

"That demon called us traitors."

"Yeah, and he said," Dear Tyrea, "

Crush as if one of the residents remembered.

"What does that devil elf have to do with that girl?

I thought that girl was suspicious.

"Oh, I don't know what I'm good at. I thought you had a rich patron at some point using fancy ingredients, but what's the connection to such a demon elf?

"That kid, like a servant of an elf... could he have betrayed the royal family?

One pussy prompts him to whisper ill of Master Tyrea.

Don't.

Anger boils over insults to God (Tyreafer).

Don't.

Not until my anger comes to a boil. What I have to endure.

But if anger changes to intent to kill...

I can't keep it down anymore.

These paper crumbs, they kill in an instant.

Here, how sad Lord Tyrea would be if I killed even these people.

Do not prioritize your emotions. I just told Drewas.

As soon as I was saved, the residents pull out the good things about the bugs. Have you forgotten that we abandoned the Tyreans and fled timidly?

Oh, Drewas, who cursed these guys as pests, no, maybe Mr. Drewas was right.

It was extreme, but I worshipped Lord Tyrea more than anyone else.

He was a loyal minister who would not hesitate to throw out his life for Lord Tyrea.

It took away such a most devout believer from my God (Tyreafer).

Sit perfectly on the ground.

Regret circled my head.

The helpful inhabitants will not cease to defame the woe and my God (Tyreafer).

"You're right to run away," he said. "It's also natural for Baccio to kill you".

"Oh, you guys, any more insults..."

Naturally, I become more powerful in holding my wand.

Shit. More than that, maybe I can't contain it.

I look at the inhabitants as if I were looking at a sudden inorganic object.

Oh, no.

I would easily scatter the lives of the inhabitants, as I would pick flowers now.

You guys, any more insults...

The accusations of the inhabitants do not end.

If you insult my God (Tyreafer) any more...

Furthermore, the degree of condemnation increases.

I can't do this anymore, it's the limit. Return the ugly thoughts with a wand (this).

Shake up the Dark Wand.

And......

"Really, she's dead."

"No more. Yeah! No, I don't want to hear any more!

Shortly before activating the dark magic, a nine-year-old girl screamed.

"Oh, hey, what's going on?

The girl's father wanders over and peeps at her daughter.

"No. No more! Tilea, your sister is dead!

"Oh, hey, what's going on? You'd be convinced, too. If you defy the nobles, they will kill you. It's not just your father or mother. Lilica, your sister Lulu will be killed too."

"Yeah, I know. I know what your father says. Lulu decided that I would protect him. It's the most important treasure."

"If so."

"But, you know, you taught me that, Tilea. It's your sister."

The girl, called Lirica, looked straight into the father's eyes and replied so.

"Sister Tyrea, she was sweet. When I said my sister was born, she was as happy as she was about herself. It's amazing... take care of it. My sister is a precious treasure."

Lirica continues her conversation in tears, gushing and diligent.

"Father, Tyrea, I've talked to your sister a lot. He asked me very personally about my sister Tim, about the food, about Lulu."

"Oh well."

"Hey, Father. Tilea, what's going to happen to your sister? I knew Elizabeth would be killed by a nobleman?

"Kee, you can't go against nobility. I forgot that. That girl's bad."

"Nobility, is nobility that great? Nobles have always been mean to us, haven't they? Does your father have those shoulders?

"Oh, that's..."

"I knew Uncle Gen was right. I'm not gonna be happy like this."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Forget about that girl. All we have to do is start over."

"Father, no, no. I won't forget. There's no way I can forget. I don't want to forget your sweet, lovely sister!

"Lirica, it'll be hard, but it's better to forget"

"No!"

Lilica's father reached out softly, but Lilica opened her hand.

"Father, I've been thinking about your sister Tyrea ever since. I wonder how you're doing now? Aren't you sad? I don't know if it hurts. Hey, do I have to run away like this and live with this thought forever? No. It's hard, that's a lot harder!

The cry of the girl Lirica seemed to echo the hearts of the residents on the street. The inhabitants who spoke so badly are looking at each other as if the punishment were bad.

"Hey, sister from the School of Magic"

Leaving beside my father, Lirica called out to me.

"What?"

"Tyrea, help your sister."

I smile all the time.

"Sure, I'll help"

My God (Tyreafer) is extremely helpful. You are not the one who lags behind such a batscho (garbage) opponent.

Lirica's worries are worrying.

But that's fine. That's good.

Good.

There was something I protected until I sacrificed Mr. Drewas' life.

"Thank you, sister"

Lirica says thank you, but I'm the one who wants to thank you. Now I can also be convinced of my actions.

"I see. You know what?"

Mr. Drewas!?

Didn't he die?

There was a figure of Mr. Drewas standing on his two legs, even though he was severely ill with a burn.

The residents of West Street are stiff with their pulled faces at Mr. Drewas' appearance.

"Oh, um, treat me immediately."

"Fine. Answer me than that. I wanted to protect you until you risked your life. This is it? You wanted to show me this?

Mr. Drewas points to the girl Lirica and asks.

"Right. Seems too much to do, but I always thought that would be the case with Master Tyrea's personality. There's no one I can't attract when I meet."

The truth is, I couldn't say that I was trying to kill the residents as emotionally as Mr. Drewas did, and I said something that was doing a little better.

But if you can persuade Mr. Drewas...

"Phew."

"Oh, laugh -"

"Ouch!"

I gave Mr. Drewas a fist bone.

"Yes, suddenly what?

He hit me pretty hard. Kobu is formed.

"It's a punishment for using Lord Tyrea's moves and turning his teeth on my men."

"So it is."

"Fine. I don't mind, but you taught me. The top priority should not be my emotions. It's Lord Tyrea."

"Mr. Drewas......"

"So now I'm gonna do it without asking."

"Ha..."

Parental (Camilla) concessions are also places where you are mean and not honest.

Then we treated ourselves with dark magic with potions and canes. I, of course, Mr. Drewas was dying, so it sucked.

Residents, including Lirica, are having their memories erased and slept. Because it was just too much information, I think it is necessary to erase my memory.

"So, do these guys help too?

In that direction, to which Mr. Drewas refers, were Elizabeth's spinners suffering from the poison of "filth is a small poison".

"No, they won't help you."

"Scraps, but could possibly be a follower of Lord Tyrea"

Don't you know yet, Mr. Drewas?

These guys, not at all. Even though the sexual roots are rotten.

"Not these guys."

"Why? That's the theory you were stating. There may be potential Tyrean followers. We should make sure before we kill him."

"No need"

"Why...... well, fine. You got another idea, don't you?

"Yes."

"I've decided to leave everything to you. Do as you please."

"Yes."

With Mr. Drewas' permission,

"Get up."

I grabbed one man's hair and forced him to look up. The man's face is distorted by distortion by suffering.

Elizabeth's scouts. I've heard rumors.

It is an outrageous group that enters a hostile village and poisons a well or even kills all women and children. Lord Tyrea is the most disgusted people.

"If you want to help, answer the question. Honestly."

"Ha, ha, ha, talk. I'll tell you everything. I'll help you."

The man who is grabbed by his hair pleads with me to help him again and again in agony. Of course I'm not willing to help. Let the information throw up whenever possible and try to kill it.