Tilea’s Worries

The resentment accumulated on the quote clears up today.

Ahead of Elizabeth marching willingly......

There was still a big one standing around.

"Oh, what is that!

Yelling at my family who were by my side by accident.

"Wow, I don't know. There were no reports of such buildings."

"You have it now!

"Ya, I'm so sorry. I have nothing to do with the report of the loose detective..."

My family seems surprised by what's happening. Report the current situation to a number of people.

You screwed up.

It's sturdy to look at. The walls are high and streamlined. At least ten meters high, soldiers were placed in a wall-proof, three-tiered structure, carefully up to the open moat. Even in the eyes of a first-class wasp, the point is, no, it is more than that.

This could be worse than a bad castle.

Ripple your teeth.

It was a mistake to leave intelligence to my men. You should have checked with your own eyes once before the raid.

I visited West Street before, so I thought that would be enough. The West Street sentiments at that time were easy to attack and difficult to protect. Originally, West Street is an area lined with commercial establishments in Wangdu. There are no significant munitions facilities, and they are relatively easy to access.

No matter how hard you consolidate this defense, it stays within your expectations. I was convinced that if we let the secret detectives go just in case, we could cope with enemy changes as well.

If it had opened the lid, a defense facility would have stood in front of it that exceeded its calculations.

Damn, that's annoying.

Did you blind the eyes of my Elizabeth family's intelligence unit to create the "Yagura"?

No, that's impossible.

Such a huge base facility, there's no way I'm leaving any trace of how much cover I want. You're not stupid enough to miss that. Or, as long as you're not so stupid, even kids will know, right?

Then there is one possible possibility.

You betrayed me.

I was falling back on my silver-haired little girl and making a false report.

"Heh, you're hit by a princess. A bug in a lion."

It seems that Baccio made the same predictions. Well, nothing else.

"A little, my silver-haired little girl kept losing. Even if they think it's a winning horse."

"Right. So, what are we gonna do?

"It's decided. The traitor will taste death, no, the blame of hell."

Even though, it is a betrayal of the belly where all wealth is taken and anger is culminating. Now the wasp's face would be a night fork.

"The princess is short-circuited. For once, you can think of a line of brainwashing and intimidation that would force you."

"Either way, it doesn't matter that I didn't live up to my wasp expectations"

"Come on, you're right. A princess would think so."

"Baccio"

"I know."

That being said, Baccio communicates it to his men.

It's an act of knowing what a wasp means.

Do you call this area a breath of abalone, interacting with Bacchio is enough in short words.

Then some time later, the snitches watching West Street were dragged out in front of the wax. Bacchio's men captured and brought the scouts who tried to escape.

Secret detectives tied with rope and unable to move. Everyone has a uniformly frightened face.

You don't have to look frightened like that. Compared to the silver-haired blondes, your sins are light, light. I'll finish you off with a normal torture death.

Be grateful. I've forgiven you for what you've done. To the backcutter, it's a condition of breaking.

The wasp grinned and advanced in front of the scouts.

"Gentlemen, I've known wasps for a long time. You know what you're gonna do, don't you?

"Please wait. I don't know such a thing. Neither did we."

"E, Master Elizabeth, it's true. When I saw it two days ago, there was nothing."

Everyone repeats, "I don't know" and "I've never seen" like a broken instrument.

It's too crude for an excuse. My bowels boil back at me for treasuring such a foolish picture before.

The information is worth a thousand gold. So I didn't dispose of it, and I was trying to make it particularly convenient for the scouts.

For what I trusted, that resentment is huge. Well, still, compared to my resentment of the silver-haired blondes, it's about the sand mountain my kids made...

"Have you got an excuse?

"It's no excuse. Believe me!

"Heh heh, you guys, are you okay with such childish excuses? You know how harsh the wax is. Look, let's make a lot of excuses. If you keep doing this, you're gonna taste a hell of a lot."

Gasping and trembling snitches in the wake of wax intimidation. So far, I guess I remember where the wax has been.

"Please wait. It's true. Please, forgive us for what we've accomplished so far, and reconsider. Swear to heaven, we have not betrayed Master Elizabeth. I'm telling you the truth."

"... So if I were to borrow your words, would you say that a huge building was suddenly built in one day in a square where there was nothing two days ago?

"Yes, sir"

Even children lie better.

The wasp lifts the face of the head of the secret service, Por Nare.

"Can't you make a better excuse?

That's what I said, I put the sword tip I had on Pol's neck.

"E, Dear Elizabeth, you may be suspicious. But please ask."

This is your last chance.

"Ha. There is no exaggeration or deception whatsoever. I'll report what happened as it is. When we checked two days ago, there were no buildings in the square. It's hard to believe, but this morning, suddenly," Yagura "appeared. I don't think you know what you're talking about, but it's true. Of course we're not under phantom magic."

"... apparently you want a tough torture"

"Please, give me a break. That's what they created all day and night. Wow, I'm terrified of them. I have accomplished more than reasonable work and am flat out. Twenty years of covert life, no one's ever been more frozen."

"Is that it?

"Ha, yes, I don't want to fight anymore. I finally realized. There are terrible things in this world that you shouldn't have your hands on."

"Too bad, Por. I bought you so much."

"Dear Elizabeth, I will advise you before the raid. I heard they were a bunch of people who had fallen from the Oriental Kingdom, but no. They're the Knights of the Orient? It's not such a chatty thing! The devil, the devil, no, I feel a single scale of something more horrible -"

Dotha!

The mouth of Detective Pol stopped and its neck fell to the ground. Baccio slashed Por's neck on the way. One after the other, the snitches will be decapitated with a knife to return them.

"Ba, Bacchio, what are you doing..."

"You know what I mean? These guys say things, they're not decent. I was enchanted with phantoms."

"... but that won't cure the belly worm unless you let it be punished"

"If you're a backcutter, you need to show it off. Be a reason to torture. But these guys just lost their battle with the enemy. The other guy was on one piece. I'm done with the execution. What a waste of time, give up."

"So, but..."

"The princess is bad, too. I didn't notice anything unusual about my men under phantom magic."

"Come on. I get it. It's certainly not if you're wearing an inner circle. There is no choice if there is a" yagura ". Then just attack with it."

"No offense."

Batcho does it, with his face, and he sees it as worthy of a wax.

"Baccio, were you scared because you had a little defense facility?

"You know the princess, too. You're not gonna make it, Yagura. Requirements, coded in steel. It's not a castle. These bases are usually seen somewhat out of hand. But there's nothing in that one. Perfect design. It would be a substitute made by dozens of top practitioners. It hurts when you lose it."

"Fuck. Then I'll round my tail and run away!

"Well, don't rush it. Let's just see how it goes. Confirm the quality of enemy soldiers. We'll talk about it later."

Saying so, Baccio let the advance party storm. It is an assault by the Batcho Squad, albeit on condition. The track record of destroying thousands of tribes is not Dada. With one growl, I can stiffen a warrior of war. Just being willing to kill, even skilled archers will drive you crazy at hand.

How about these guys?

See the squadrons at Yagura.

So far, he seems to be holding a bow without moving...

"Let go!"

A bow and arrow are shot simultaneously under the decree of the blonde daughter. The arrows were released in a straight line. There is no rash from fright there. There is a slight feeling that the target is off the hook, but it will be good for Batcho Squad opponents. I'm not very familiar with shooting, but I can still see them reaching first-rate range.

Yeah, that's pretty good.

Well, still just top notch. It won't be a super-class Batcho Squad attack.

"Baccio, what do you think?

"Uh-huh, a little harsh, I guess"

Doubt Bacchio's ears. It shouldn't be just a one-of-a-kind task force.

"That's not like you. It was certainly unexpected that besides the hero Gadelio, there were still quite a few good soldiers left. But other than Ortizio, you're just a first-rate archer."

With their power, only Gadelio, Muchen and Ortizio have heroic power. Other than that, you should be just a good soldier. I am not the enemy of the Bacchios.

"No, they were rough shooting, but every time they sweep, they get more sophisticated. More and more precision, and now more than the kingdom archer elite. If you put a little waste on it, you can call it heroic."

"Ho, is that true?

"Oh. I just don't know why I was shooting rough. You were nervous at first, no, you're not that kind of balls. Practiced and got better? No, I just shot a few times, what kind of superman is that? Still the most realistic trap to get caught off guard."

"Such a naive trap?

"Uh-huh, like the idea of a blonde daughter? Make him look like a beginner and lure him out. They have a strong loyalty to that one, don't they? I don't know if it was a naive maneuver, but it was the words of a blonde princess."

"That's possible."

"Anyway, the guys who put out their nature are awesome. Pull the bow to its potential limit and shoot."

Archer Squad that Bacchio says so far.

Arrows descend like rain from every level of the yagura. In particular, the arrows of the troops led by Ortizio are intense. Rain of arrows pouring down uninterrupted.

What a persistent attack!

Furthermore…….

They even had large crossbow guns (baristas). A giant arrow over five meters long is about to be fired at us.

If that thing were released, there would be at least hundreds of sacrifices in one shot.

Large crossbow gun (barista) …….

Creation requires commensurate financial and technical capacity. It is a siege weapon that the country should possess. He is a coveted talent simply because he can write design documents. Considering further intelligence units to hide from fundraising...

Silver-haired little girl, how many pawns do you have?

Once again, I feel jealous of the businessness of a silver-haired little girl with a wealth of talent, even though she's falling behind.

"Kaye, what do they think?

Bacchio asks Kaye the bow for his candid opinion.

"Bacchio's sister, they'll do it."

"Right."

"Firstly, when placing large crossbow guns (baristas). A large, state-owned weapon was created by a fallen group. That should compliment the technician who made it. The next thing I know about archers, they're no better than my men. The technology is still rough, but it has a lot of power to make up for it. I'd love to pull you out of my bow squad."

"Oh, is that the talent?

Unexpectedly pinch your mouth to Kaye's praise for not praising others, especially when it comes to archery, where people have twice the harsh opinions.

"Yeah, I'm not a liar. Look at that. Arrows have arrived to such a distance. It's the limit of the bow. It's very impossible for a constant person to just pull a big bow without a bump. The guy who can stab it straight, and deep into the ground, he doesn't. Can this be done by me and a few executives in the unit?"

Listen to Kaye and see the enemy bow squad once again.

Five thousand large armies, besides being besieged by the Batcho Special Forces, have bowed without being microscopic. No rush, no fright.

Everyone was reminiscent of a warrior who felt the air on the battlefield with his skin. Each one of them is a hero, so much so that I thought since I saw the Batcho Squad. Only one of those armies with an iron wall, a blonde little girl, gets a warm eye...

Anyway, there are exceptions, but they're apparently more delicacies than you'd expect.

"The princess figured it out, too. If you push them, they will do less harm."

"Well, I guess so."

"The fact that there was no dead here is also the form saved by the amateur decree of the blonde daughter, in addition to the fact that she was making an assault on how things were going. If I'd been invited to more nostalgia and been swept away, there'd be no laughing damage."

"But you have become a legendary force because you have defeated such a powerful enemy. If you run away with a first-class facility and a soldier, your name will cry."

"Princess, don't provoke. The princess is right. The offense is possible. Let me tell you from Atai's experience, this level of threat, that's about it. The quality of soldiers and castles is high, but the number of spines is too small. There are more than ten times as many of them. If you attack with the readiness to sacrifice, you fall."

"Then!"

"But. Many times, Atai and the others have just returned from the battlefield. I do not envisage a siege battle. Above all, it's a job without an advance. For what?"

I can't argue with Bacchio's words.

That's too many bugs to make you attack a castle for free.

"... So how about attacking from the back? From what I've seen, the main force seems to be gathering here."

"I don't recommend it."

"Why is that!

"We have regular soldiers and a robust base here, only militias on the back. Too obvious. A trap."

"It may be a trap, but it's better than attacking the Yagura. Besides, if you get away from your back and you call for backup, you're in trouble."

"That's not a problem. He's got a Huma team standing by behind him."

Whistling Huma. It was named for killing enemy soldiers whistling. It is a homicidal maniac who feels alive to killing people. I wonder if such a man would be satisfied with the surveillance of his back.

"Baccio, are you okay with Huma?

"The princess's concerns are paramount. About a guy who's willing to fight. I'm not tired of blocking the West Street entrance and exit, but I might be leading the troops in."

"Then we need to reinforce the Huma Squad."

At that time, a sneaky explosion sounded from afar. Keen and I have tinnitus and accidentally block our ears.

Hey, what happened?

Looking in the direction in which the roar had occurred, a huge mushroom cloud had occurred.

No way......

The trap you set up on the back is activated? Huma Squad attacked?

Is it around the square on West Avenue? I don't know the exact location, but it's definitely in the back direction for now.

"Baccio, this is..."

"Oh, the princess is right. Must be the trap on the back. Huma bastard, I ordered you to stand by, but you're the same short-handed man."

"What do you do? Hitchhiking Huma, and the wasps?

"No, that's not the only trap (trap) on the back. The more you head in the army, the more victims you'll have."

In Bacchio's answer, he doesn't seem to be backing up. He's so afraid of the loss of soldiers.

On the front streets are sturdy jaguars and first-class soldiers. Behind you is the threat of a Big Trap. Whether you attack the table or the back, the soldier's loss is assured. In that case, Bacchio will be reluctant to make his way out.

how to attack, when the wasp has a bitter, bitter face,

"Princess, don't be so depressed. Yes, I do. I don't have any hands to cut here."

That's what Baccio has been suggesting. I guess you're suggesting that operation we talked about before. That's all you got, isn't it?

"I have no choice. As a trump card, I wanted to leave it for you later, but you can't say that either."

"Oh, don't use it here. Where do you use it?"

"I know. Baccio, I'm coming."

"Ooh."

Stand in front of Bacchio and Yagura.

Then I started a tongue fight with my blonde daughter, Ortizio. To carry out the plan, time buying is the reason tongue battle. Somewhat, I misspoke and tried to relieve the stress, but the desire broke down. Their arrogant remarks cut off the wasp's indulgence first.

In particular, Ortizio was so angry that he felt dizzy (dizzy) that he lost his normal mind. One wrong step, you were ready to smash the ball and storm Ortizio's neck.

Dangerous. I managed to cool down and implement the plan.

Louder by magic implements, give orders to the grass (Kusa) lurking on West Street. "Down to our gates." This means simultaneous beeping by grass.

The wasp contemplated a double plan in carrying out the raid.

One is to cause discord to the residents of West Street to cause internal deflation.

This, apparently, is a failure. Residents reacted unchanged. No inhabitants fleeing, no rebellion. Perhaps the scouts who let it go were caught and killed before they made a scene.

This is within the assumed range. Even they will have intelligence units. It is only natural to watch out for strangers who were making noise just before the raid.

The maneuvers on the table, if successful, would be of the mound. Failure would be a cover for the operation behind it. True maneuvers are simultaneous bees by grass.

This, you just won't know. A year or so after falling from the Oriental Kingdom, there is no way to root locally. In other words, even if strangers can investigate, they don't know the grass (kusa) lurking from the beginning.

The measures that the Elizabeth family had uprooted in the King's capital for generations finally come to fruition. It was originally a secret to be used in the revolution to seize the kingdom.

Silver-haired blonde little girl, my Elizabeth family's grief has been considerably postponed because of you guys. I won't forgive you. I'll taste the living hell.

And......

Zero o'clock bell rang on West Street.

Come on, my grass, get up. Show us the chaos!

……

…………

………………

I was hoping for chaos. No matter how long you wait, the landscape remains the same. Nothing changed.

Why?

Impossible.

A background check doesn't make you realize you're a wasp handler. The grass has been blending into the land for generations. Plus, I didn't try to get in touch so I wouldn't show any connection to the wax just in case. Minimum letter interaction. I used the Royal Confidential Route, and besides, I was weaving in the latest advanced cryptography. You can't possibly understand.

"Princess, apparently you were good at enemies again"

"Damn. How? They've been here less than a year. I don't understand!

"Nothing is happening in reality. If the grass hasn't betrayed you, you must have been exposed and wiped out."

"Oh, that's silly..."

I can't believe the wasp's back is broken......

Intelligence units in the Eastern Kingdom seem to be pretty good at it. In this way, the plot with heroes Gadelio, Adventurer Muchen and Kingsguard Ortizio could also have been broken by enemy intelligence forces.

"Princess, leave it to Atai next time"

"Do you have any idea?

"Oh, I still have my hands."

"What is that?

"Princess, I like this kind of simplicity"

When Bacchio says so, he runs forward single-handedly.

And when you approach a few meters too close,

"Kiki, yeah! I'm Baccio the Bateau. As the patron saint of the King's capital, he is a primate's strongest warrior. I'm the one who thinks I am, don't hesitate. Bring it on!

Yes, I raised my voice. Billy and air vibrate.

"What's up? Do you have a fierce man who thinks I do? Somebody come here? Pathetic. I didn't know you couldn't hit a single one. That's a good army for your hipster blonde daughter there."

Baccio stirs up enemies.

Are you caught in such a simple hand because you want to get it out of the yagura?

Too classic. Even they read about the book of war. Riding the obvious provocation is what Bifu's courage does.

I questioned Baccio's measures, but they seem simple and short-tempered besides their thoughts. The more I can see, the brighter my face turns red and trembles in anger. I think I'm about to pop out of Yagura.

I can do this!?

All enemy soldiers have their faces turned bright red and their teeth clenched. And one of the things I remember most angrily.

That's the girl with the silver hair.

She's always only showing the look of making a small fool of people, frowning, biting her lips, and giving an angry look.

Silver-haired little girl, I had a lot of connections with you, so I know.

You are arrogant and self-respecting in character. No matter how much you find advantageous, it's not something you can stop. You can't tolerate enemy provocation, can you? Especially an insult to my favorite sister.

Looks like Bacchio also narrowed his target to a silver-haired little girl.

Transfer the contents of the taunt to the silver-haired little girl. She's not like a blonde little girl pulling in like a turtle. It's the type that reacts violently to provocation.

"Look, silver-haired little girl. Hey, what's up? You defeated my niece. If you're confident in your arms, call me. Let's settle this between the generals."

Batcho, the Admiral will be this wasp though!

I'm not going to blame you for the word butt, but that's unpleasant.

Bacchio has been looking at Chirali and this one.

Damn. You said it on purpose.

It's unpleasant to be made fun of.

But let's be patient. I can do this.

To Bacchio's provocation, the silver-haired little girl's face has turned into a seemingly harsh face.

Emotions come first, and they pop out. Even a silver-haired little girl will win this battle for sure.

In a divine blonde little girl, you can't master a messy army.

"Look, what's going on? Atai, the most powerful man in the world, said I'd lend him a boob. Come on. Or are you the same hipster as your blonde little girl?

I can. From the face of my silver-haired little girl, I can no longer only see the hostility to Baccio. I do not consider the advantages of (Yagura). Reason is blowing away.

The little silver-haired girl puts her foot on the edge of the jaw, and...

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Elizabeth Intelligence Unit......

Mirez observes with his eyes narrowed.

Whatever these crumbs are up to, they don't expect the Legionnaires of the Evil Gods to be harmed, starting with Lord Tyrea. Even if these guys use omnipotence, there's no way they're going to wield enough threats to threaten them demons.

However, these insinuations could pose a danger to the residents of West Street and those involved with Lord Tyrea. Assuming these guys poison the well, everyone in the Evil Gods army dies even if they're safe.

I don't like torture, though. There is no other way. We need it, so do it.

Then hang one of the intelligence units with a dark rope. As soon as I hurt him gently and showed him the nightmare (Bad Dream), I threw up.

Some of the residents of West Street have an executive unit called "Grass." Elizabeth and the captain. They say it's a top-secret unit known only to a few others.

Not good. There could be a mix of traitors among the residents deployed on the back.

"Did you hear that, Mr. Drewas?

"Ah."

"There seems to be a mix of Elizabeth's spies among the residents fighting on the back. It intentionally stays and plans an internal disintegration. Let's go to extermination."

"No problem."

"Why is that?

"If it's grass, it's already over."

Mr Drewas replies bluntly.

Asked about the circumstances, it appears that all mail that reaches Wang Capital will once sent out via the Evil Gods Army Staff Office. You think the General Staff sees the mail every day and checks for any suspicions?

Oh, you're also censoring.

Well, fine...... I guess Master Tyrea doesn't know.

One day, he caught one of the residents who was sending out suspicious letters and tortured him. Later, he caught grass for the potato ceremony. The letter was encrypted, so he said it took a little while to figure it out.

"... Really?"

Having listened to Mr Drewas' explanation, the aim was achieved. I could ask you what you wanted, and I no longer need you for these guys.

"Oh, uh, hey, help me"

One of Elizabeth's intelligence forces begs.

"Evara's Village, you know"

I hear rumours of the village slaughtered by Elizabeth's intelligence forces. Intelligence men don't answer.

"Ask again. You know the village of Ebala."

"Yes, no, I don't know - uh-oh!

The man's tongue twists.

"Look, tell me the truth quickly. My tongue is going to get screwed."

"Oh, yeah, hiya, hiyu, hiyu. Yes, and I know it. I don't know."

When I answered, the man's tongue reverted.

"You didn't tell him earlier. I bewitched you all. If you lie, it's a curse that twists your tongue. Because if you don't tell the truth, your tongue will be screwed off. You got it."

Cock-and-mouth agents. The expression is frightened by fear.

"So here's the next question. In the village of Ebala, poison had been thrown into the well and everyone, including women and children, had been killed. Did you guys get involved?

……

The men are silent.

"All right, let's add silence to the rules, too. You don't have to answer the question, your tongue twists."

"" Involved. Because I did!

Men who listen to me and answer in a desperate manner.

"Right. More questions. I hear that many other villages, not only in the villages of Ebala, are in the same grief. Is that true?"

"... oh, but I have no choice but to do it on Master Elizabeth's orders - so yeah!!

The man's tongue twists away.

"I told you to answer honestly. Yeah, now we've decided on the next question. Did you guys enjoy the massacre we've been through?

The agents don't answer. From my question, I guess I figured out what kind of answer is required. But you can't lie. I just have to be silent.

The tongues of the silent operatives twist.

"Oh, uh-oh, come on, yeah!

Why don't you tell me? I know these guys, too. Depending on the answer to this question, our lives will end.

"You guys are wasted footscratches. Enough. Your tongue wasn't enough. Extra twisting my neck."

Exercised the Dark Wand and added conditions. Its neck is twisted as well as the tongues of the agents.

"Oh, agoo, oh, yes, yes, yes! Wow, okay. Say, say. Oh, I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it!

Exactly what twists my neck, I couldn't stand it. One real agent after another. I'm constantly breathing, and I'm going to show this one a petition attitude...

How brutally these guys have killed the people who have shown such petitions.

"Okay, that's my last question. Because of you, the villagers, even the little ones, died. Especially how much he suffered and died because of poisoning the well. You didn't think it was any worse?

"Ha, ha, wow, I thought it was terrible - Yikes!!

Intelligence agents whose tongues and necks are bent and distorted into pain. He's falling over seven times and hovering around the ground.

"Yes, it's a lie. I don't even think it's a bad idea. I can't save you."

"I hope not! That's right, oh, we're not bad. Ha, ha, they're both poor. No matter how many scraps die that can't contribute to this country, it won't matter. Ah!

The agents bark.

I answered honestly, so the men's tongue and neck went back to normal.

"Ha, ha, ha, yes, yes, I answered honestly. So, help me."

"Well, you guys answered honestly. A reward."

I point the Dark Wand at the agents and unleash the Dark Magic.

"Dark Magic: karma (revenge)"!

The resentment of the murdered dead persists in the men.

"Ugh! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ahhhhh!

"I doubled my pain. I've put in some healing magic, so it'll be a long time before I die. You need to gasp for pain."

Do the same magic to all the agents and leave the scene behind.

"In the end, do these guys kill"

That's what Mr. Drewas called me.

"Yes."

"I thought about it a lot. To these guys who worked disrespect for Master Tyrea, extreme punishment is natural. I still can't help but hate these guys. But in your theory, Master Tyrea doesn't want to be sentenced to death."

Oh, Mr. Drewas, you've come to understand Master Tyrea a little bit.

"Right. I think so too. Master Tyrea doesn't like killing people without darkness. So I let the spider's thread drip for once."

"So you've been asking them a lot of questions."

"Yeah, but no. They were unsaveable crumbs."

"... Mires, haven't you prioritized your emotions, too? Lord Tyrea doesn't want to be sentenced to death."

Mr. Drewas, sharp.

But this is another matter.

"This is fine. If you hear about this, Master Tyrea will be saddened. In that case, a loyal minister should take care of it."

"Isn't that a discretionary decision?

"No, I think this is the most correct decision. If Tilea doesn't know about this bad chest shit, that's fine."

"... you have a different view from me. Without prioritizing my emotions either, I tried to determine which was right for Master Tyrea. In that case, these guys can be used for dirty work. For Lord Tyrea's hegemony, we can make it a disposable comma."

Is that what you came for...

The truth is, maybe it's right to let him live and make amends... No, he's not. These guys are killing the kids in the village. Tyrean-like, it's a race you can't live with.

"Mr. Drewas, that's not true. You're wrong. Lord Tyrea wants these men dead."

"After all, Master Tyrea wants a maximum sentence. Miles, there's a contradiction."

"Yes, no, that's..."

"Master Tyrea is valued for his talent for hegemony. Even those little bugs will help a little if you crush them. I thought so, but it's still not. It involves Tilea's voucher if you keep being disrespectful with those little bugs."

It's the hardest way to pass on the news around here to Mr. Drewas. Come on, do I have to tell you? To do so, we will have to first solve our misunderstanding of Master Tyrea one by one.

"Mr. Drewas, come on, I'll explain the matter. I would like to express my own interpretation of what is important to Lady Tyrea…"

"Hmm, say it"

"First of all, Master Tyrea does not want to conquer the world."

"Say what! A great man with so much power will not reign in the world, who will reign!

Mr. Drewas protests by lifting his eyes. The struggle that was calm turns to killing.

"No, don't get me wrong. You're right. There is no king of the world worthy of anything other than Lord Tyrea."

"Naturally."

"But, Mr. Drewas, Lord Tyrea himself does not want that. I run a restaurant because I want to live with everyone carefully."

"What do you mean? That's not true. Indeed, Tirrea enjoys her hobby dishes. But it's just a combination of hobbies and benefits. The original purpose is to run a restaurant so you don't get caught up in the surroundings."

Yes, it is. Mr. Drewas shares the view of the rest of the Legion. That's what I'm talking about in the knowledge I've been planted by Master Camilla.

But not what I felt. Maybe it's because the Camillas are demons and I'm human. But the truth is different.

Master Tyrea is not dared to pretend to be weak in order to take the heavens. They live their lives naturally in their daily lives.

... Instead, does Master Tyrea not know your powers?

"Dear Drewas, abruptly, what is the evil god about my God (Tyrefer)?

"Mi, Mires, are you asking me that? He said I was a little, a little, but impressed with the way you were loyal. That's who you are."

"Please answer me. It's important."

Whether my serious thoughts had been conveyed, Ms Drewas shared information about Master Tyrea as far as she knew.

Again.

There is something I have been convinced of by adding to what Lady Tyrea has said and done, the case and my reflections so far.

"Mr Drewas, I have one more question for you"

"What?

"Master Tyrea has so much help, why are you trying to hide it?

"To win, to dare to alarm the enemy."

"No, it's crazy. That's how much help you have. I don't think you need to be alarmed."

"That is affecting Lord Tyrea's previous life. Careful, careful."

"I don't think so. Don't you think?

Cut into Mr. Drewas. You can't possibly not know the famous Mr. Drewas as originally a cutter. You'll notice this contradiction.

Listen to some of the hypotheses I've told you, and shut up, Mr. Drewas.

A few moments later, Mr. Drewas, who had his hands on his chin and had been thinking about it, raised his face in large measure.

"I see. It's a boulder, Mires. Maybe you're right. No, I'm sure he is. Tilea's behavior is too passive to induce alarm. Think about it and you'll find out. This..."

"What's this?

"Mm-hmm. If Lord Tyrea is serious, it won't be long before he conquers the world. Maybe they're enjoying the game."

Uh-huh, no pins. It's not Lord Tyrea's character to call death a game. Do not treat the conquest of the world like such a toy.

Why Master Tyrea hides her strength. It's not to lure the enemy off guard or to enjoy it as a game. I thought Mr. Drewas would understand.

"Um, have you ever heard of Lord Tyrea's sincerity in concealing your strength?

"No, but let's not even ask."

I don't know, something's wrong.

"Master Tyrea was in tears over the actions of the residents of West Street. How do you feel about that?

"It's about the gentle Tyrean. Though a worm, I guess I was impressed by its loyalty"

I knew it was weird. Let's hear the fundamentals.

"Doesn't Lord Tyrea know what you can do for yourself?

"Silly things!

"Is that true? Think hard."

"I don't even have to think about it. That's the thing, no, wait. I made the same reasoning before..."

Mr. Drewas, too, seems to have a verse in mind. That's right, it's crazy. No one questions that. Lady Camilla also has Mr Nielzen, Mr Ortizio and, above all, Lady Tirrea herself......

"Mr. Drewas?

Something's wrong with Mr. Drewas. My mouth is solidified with half an opening.

"Oh, you know?

"What's up?

"No, that's why I was talking to you earlier. He said he knew."

"What are you talking about?

... I guess the after-effects of the injury. Maybe I should see Master Camilla later.

Then I asked the same question and stopped at the same place again and got the same answer back. I get a similar answer when I ask Mr Bernandez.

"Mires, what are you saying about the question?

No one thinks anything strange about this current situation that I have asked many times. I don't recognize Irregular as Irregular.

Squeeze the Dark Wand and stand up. Nerves were concentrated and perimeter checked.

... This is being attacked by someone.

Mr. Drewas and the others have not noticed.

Some kind of mental magic, interference system or brainwashing system?

But is it possible to make Mr. Drewas, a senior demon, a successful attack and not even the finest dust noticed?

I don't know.

There are no remnants of magic or trajectories left.

"Dark Wand"

"OK, master. We have developed our boundaries around a few kilometres. Nothing unusual."

"Mires, what's going on all of a sudden?

"Mr. Drewas, you won't believe this, but we're under attack by someone"

"What?

Mr. Drewas activated the investigative magic, and Mr. Bernandez created an alert formation. It is the strongest intelligence unit of the Evil Army. You can't possibly not be caught in this vigilance net.

"Miles, we've expanded our investigative magic to a wide area. I'm not attacking the enemy. No abnormalities. I'm lost."

"Oh, really?"

I don't even know Mr. Drewas' high investigative magic. Then there's no way in my dark magic I can look for traces. Then it is a last resort.

I just have to do it. Turn the Dark Wand as the big wheel.

"Dark wand. Uncover all the mysteries scattered under the sky. Search Engine, Google Summon!

"Mires, I told you we weren't under enemy attack. What's wrong with using evil spirits? What happened? What happened?

Return the inquiry to Mr. Drewas by spell activation.

"Evil God Exploration Magic Grecas"

Exploratory magic Grecas becomes the aura of light, covering Mr. Drewas and Mr. Bernandez and all of the Fourth Division.

It is super-depth investigation (trace) magic using evil divine moves. If you can't find out with this magic, there's no way to find out anymore.

And... what I could see the light healing.

Hey, what's this?

Yes, what the hell is going on?

My hands and feet tremble and I can't stop. We've seen enough sights to fight.