Tilea’s Worries

Drewas, it's been a week since I gave you guys instructions to think about how to use the money you stole.

Do you think you can do it right?

There will be no anxiety.

As for the money that Ol stole, we decided not to return it to the country and use it effectively. When you say we use it effectively, it's going to be misleading, but it's not. This means Wang Du residents use it to live comfortably.

This is the only way you're gonna have to do this, isn't it, than not being able to return your money to the state?

It's the money you stole, so some people might accuse you of giving it back where it belongs. In fact, I thought so at first, too. But, fool, if you turn yourself in honestly, Ol is sure to be the death penalty for going to jail. In light of Kingdom law, they will.

Ol has sinned for our sisters.

Theft, robbery, disturbance, etc….

Slightly, no, he acted for me and Tim, albeit as a result of a pretty rampage. You disobeyed Elizabeth and the others with courage, and you took our side. I will not imitate such a benefactor to the government constitution.

As it were, well, when I heard that the money I stole was actually more than 10 billion gold, I almost collapsed by accident.

No, that's what the big thieves under the sky are for!

What, you guys stay calm!

I don't care how many sentences you get for being tried under the perpetrator-focused laws of your previous life...

It's okay, it's okay.

No matter how sinful it may be, it will be fine if we develop our infrastructure in Citizen First. Originally Elizabeth wrongfully exploited and accumulated money in frustration with the people.

Oh, yeah. We use it the right way.

Kick off your anxious feelings and go down the stairs of the Evil Army Underground Empire.

What does everyone feel like?

The money I instructed you to use is like a tax collected from a citizen. I refreshed my mouth and cautioned against wasting money, could you understand that?

This time, the money Orr has stolen is for the reconstruction of Wang Du. Commonly known as revival funds. As for the management of the revival funds, the staff team led by Mr. Drewas and the Orrs Division II team have been asked to work out a plan.

Originally, it was meant to be left to the Ors Division II. Ors, they're the seeds the second division sprinkled. It is more responsible to the end than to commit a crime of theft. I wish I could work for everyone and liquidate my sins at all......

Everyone opposed this, starting with you, Drewas. He said it's like throwing money away at a dove if you leave it to an ol' thing.

Orr was attacked by everyone in tears.

Especially, Drewas, your accusations were harsh. Ol also exorcised his enemies against you, Drewas, and it still took him about this long.

Make Orr take responsibility.

It makes sense to take bullying, and it's for Ol himself. Now, there seems to be nothing wrong with being exalted, but it is possible that one day you will be annoyed by the guilt of stealing a lot of money.

He said that working for the citizens of Wangdu would also lessen the guilt a little bit.

It's just, Ol runs wild a lot. Drewas, your concern is no mistake. I want you to take responsibility, but wasting money is the end of the line.

So, I figured it out......

Drewas, I tried to get your staff to come up with a plan. If we compete on two teams, maybe we can do something better.

Ol was motivated, too, and he could have made it out well.

First, let's inspect the Second Division, where the Ors are.

We reach the garrison of Division II and put our hands on the door knob. Gently open the door about twenty centimeters and peek inside.

Hmm!?

Oh, wow.

As much as it could be called war, Warr and the directive were flying in.

Those who have many reports on hand and have some difficult meetings.

Those who use telephone calls and make magic calls.

The whiteboard has surprisingly difficult drawings written on it.

When the sticky note was done, the rarely attached file was placed on the table somewhat.

Wall Street, New York, is showing a body like Tokyo Stock Market again.

What, this?

Sure enough, when I was in command, everyone was nervous about it.

Too authentic.

I was going to inspect...

You'd get in the way if I were you, wouldn't you?

Gently closing the door, trying to disperse outside,

"This is Master Tyrea."

Ol said hello when he found me trying to get out of the entrance.

"Hey, Ol."

I say hello with one hand up a little.

"Dear Tyrea, how was your day?

"Yeah, I want to know what's going on... are you doing it right?

"I'll take care of it. Everyone is knocking the Dead People's First into their heads, advocated by Lord Tyrea. I will create the empire that Tyrea deserves to live in and let you see it."

This is it. That's why I wanted to make sure.

You're still a citizen first. You don't understand. Why are you insisting on Citizen First? You're my empire.

Orr is a confident face. The perception that I'm wrong doesn't even seem like this.

You want to preach again?

No, it's true that we're all working hard. You can't give me water here.

I'm motivated. Let's take a look at the plan we can make first.

If you praise him, people won't move.

I just might yell at you that it's a plan I licked too much.

"Yes, I'm glad you're hanging in there. But don't push it."

"Dear Tyrea, it's only the seventh day of the night. There is no such thing as a weak person here that makes a sound to this extent. My most trusted men."

Yeah, I'm not sleeping. I don't mind the appeal.

Don't you dare talk to me like that.

But it's about these guys, so I'm gonna stay up all night for seven days. It could be that I've only slept all night or two or three hours.

"Don't really push it. It's important to get some rest."

"Ha. Words without body. Dear Tyrea, you will tremble with gratitude. Please wait for the good news as we work hard on our insomnia break"

That's what Ol says and bows his head deeply.

Yeah, that's why I'm telling you to rest. Truth is, what is this guy asking?

Huh. Well, but now.

Oldashi.

Do you want to make tea for everyone who's working hard for now?

"Because of this, even tea..."

"It's tea. Ah! Lord Tyrea wants tea!

"Oh, hey, Ma-"

"Eddie - M., come on! Holy shit!"

Ol doesn't wait for my stop, he runs into the back of the room.

You pig rushing bastard. Listen to me.

When he rushed after Orr, Orr took Edim.

"You were here, Edim"

"Dear Ortizio, I have brought you the report of your request. Give me your autograph-- oh, what are you doing!

Ol slammed the report Edim brought to the ground as he rambled it. The paperwork appears to have just tamed the ink, making it impossible to seep and discern due to the impact.

"Not quite. Master Tyrea would like some tea. Brew it right away."

"What!? No, but it's terrible. It took me seven hours to make it!

"Are you willing to ignore Lord Tyrea's orders?

"... No, I'll be brewing soon"

When Edim responded with an inorganic voice, he went straight to the water heating room.

Oh, I totally interrupted.

Ol would run wild, so I had to be careful what I said and did.

I wish I had done something wrong to Edim.

Then......

Edim brewed me some tea.

My share first.

It is poured with tea brewed with such expensive tea leaves that it is super expensive on a luxurious teacup.

And, Gil, it looks like you and the rest of the second division's face-to-face minutes have finally brewed. Everyone seems to be working on it for a long time, so I think she had a tight throat.

Edim, a child who can care for you.

I just don't have an ol' share. Looks like you've got quite a few things on your mind.

Ol doesn't seem to care, but if you find out you don't have your share, you're in trouble again.

I have no choice. I'll take Orr's share. Oh, Gil, you did your share to Orr.

Gil, you look like Ol's wife. It's too worthwhile.

I saw how it went, and Edim was doing it at first.

That's right. Inevitably, Gil, there is no tea for you. [M]

"Gil, I'll brew your share."

"Yes, no, no! We can't let Master Tyrea bother you. I'm coming."

"Naturally! Edim, what is it with Master Tyrea? Get the fuck out of here! Can't you count these tonnes of chickens properly!

Once again, Orr's curse flies.

Edim glanced at Ol for a moment and ran straight to the water heating room.

"Ol, don't say too bad to Edim."

"How sweet. Like a half demon, even if there is enough to sweep and throw away, Master Tyrea is cared for. Serving such a loving monarch, I can't stand this Ortizio tear."

The Legionnaires are snorting at Ol's words too. Yeah.

And accusations gather in Edim, who tried to annoy the hands of such a great monarch.

Yeah, something's wrong.

I'm still not used to these guys' senses.

It just seems like Edim's in a bad position again because I said something extra.

I can't wait to scrape the tea Edim made for me.

All right, let's just shut up already. Looks like I'm in unwanted trouble for acting. We must not stand in the way of these guys who are working so hard for the citizens of Wangdu because of this.

And after the break, they all went back to work.

Of course, with me, after many times ordering the legions to take care of me all the time, "I don't care about me, get back to work". They are a real pain in the ass.

Then we'll see how everyone's doing. Everybody's tense because I'm watching.

Especially Ol. I raise my voice if you want to appeal to him that he can.

"Eddie - M! Sir, what's the development report on the farm cove? Submit it now!

"... Master Ortizio, you know that, don't you? Or is it natural? You messed up on your own, didn't you?

"Hmm?"

"It's not. It's the paperwork you've been stepping on since earlier!

Edim points me out, and Ol lifts his leg and picks up the paperwork.

"Hmm, invisible"

"Damn. That's right. Naturally, if you hit him so hard, the words will seep. Wow, the paperwork I spent hours making!

"Was I? Then it doesn't have to be the original paper. I'd rather have a copy."

"I don't have a copy. How do you tell me to copy with that short delivery time!

"Fool! Although it would be common sense to make three for preservation, use, lending! How do you know what Lord Tyrea is saying!

No, that's right. Because it's not.

The more I listen to Orr, the more I can't help but scratch.

Edim is shaking his shoulders with a pull. He's about to explode and he's angry. I guess I should stop this.

No, but if I do, I might develop into extra trouble.

My conversation with Orr and Edim continues.

"Shit. He's unserviceable. I have no choice. Oral is fine. So the soil in the garden cove, I guess, was really fertile. This is an important starting point for determining the barn zone of the Evil God Nation. Nor can development funds be wasted. You're not allowed to stumble."

"I know."

"Is that true? You sure about that?

"Of course! We've got intellectuals investigating, and we've got double circles in the soil survey."

"Can you trust books made by humans?" Make sure you get it right away. "

"For once, I inspected. I'm investigating it to some extent with my own eyes. It was fertile."

"So have you ascertained the taste of the soil properly?

"Huh?"

"I'm asking if you've ascertained the taste of dirt! It's not enough to look. Find out with five senses. The development funds will be revealed with Tirrea's precious funds. Always the same, but this time there was a particular lesson from Lord Tyrea. Don't waste a dime."

Hot valves as Ol looks at me with a flicker. Like a warrior who loves his country.

You're appealing to me because I told you not to waste your money.

I snort. Ol looks happy with a full smile.

No, I did tell you not to waste it, but you, I wouldn't be defending Citizen First, which is a prerequisite!

I knew you'd want to preach.

No, no, no, no, no.

People don't grow up just scolding me. That's what I've learned so well over the past year. No matter how many times I cautioned, I never cured any of these sicknesses. This year, I'll change my style. Yes, we're going to Yamamoto's 56th class.

Besides, even if it's Evil God First, we're together in terms of not wasting money. There must be no useless utility and no waste of national blood taxes.

Was this the development of this farm coffin?

I guess it's part of the rich world.

If this becomes a rich barn zone, it will be a big plus for the citizens of Wangdu.

Ol's "Make sure with five senses" is overstated, but the investigation should be done carefully. The development budget is finite. You shouldn't waste it by making a cheap decision.

I keep putting my arms together and watching the two of you.

"Master Ortizio, what is the taste of earth! Don't be ridiculous. I gathered together a famous agricultural doctor to investigate. Tanchon Cebu is the most fertile land in Wangdu. Convince me."

"You really despise Lord Tyrea. Lord Tyrea used to say that! The fertile land is' Arisability '. In Jakuza Sex, we grow crops. Look, find out if the gardening cloth tastes like' Sex With It 'with its filthy tongue!

"Yes, no, he said he didn't know what it meant. What kind of flavor does it generally taste like?

"Right. Do I have to teach you ignorance from there?"

Orr ordered Gil to bring you some dirt.

... It's starting to feel bad.

That's also because of the chatter I talked about without thinking.

I knew I was causing you trouble?

"Come on, eat"

Ol eagles the dirt and takes it in front of Edim's mouth.

"Dj, you're kidding, right?

"I hate jokes. Come on, don't mumble. This is the taste of sex."

"Hey, what are you doing! Stop - Hino, Beh, Beh! Terrible. Soil in my mouth."

Shit. This is totally out.

Orr is trying to force Edim to eat the dirt he brings.

Let's stop it immediately.

"Ol, come on! You're in trouble with Edim."

"Dear Tyrea, I am sorry. I showed you the embarrassment. It is most unwieldy of all that Tyrean is angry."

Ol bows his head deep again.

No, I don't care if you apologize to me.

"No, no. Don't apologize to me. If you'd seen it earlier, Edim would be pathetic. We all need to get along."

"I understand. Though an impudent half demon tribe, it is one of Lord Tyrea's handkerchiefs. I would like to ask you for some time now. I'm definitely going to turn this nasty vampire into a little matomo."

Come on, do you still stir up so much?

That's just how the edim hangs up...

If a vampire edim goes wild, there will be unusual damage.

If you look at Edim in the first place,

Edim looks down and remains nagging. Shoulder tremors that were shaking in small pieces have stopped. However, this is more than anger is healing......

Oh, the quiet before the storm?

I can't say anything because I can't see the look on your face... but this could be on fire on the ignition line. Do you want me to say a few words to calm you down?

"Edim, listen to me"

"Dear Tyrea!

I've been cutting off my mouth fires so that Edim can't stand it.

"Uh, what is it?

"Dear Tyrea, please ask me. I hereby propose the alternation of Ortissio, no, the death penalty, for the hegemony of Lord Edim, Lord Tyrea and Master Camilla."

On one knee, I have been so forceful and so advised.

Looks like you're finally out.

Looks like it was too late to cool it down.

The serious look on Edim's face, this could be serious. Even if the death penalty doesn't mean what you say, we can't be friends anymore. I would have made a declaration of severance.

What shall we do?

Arbitration of the quarrel between Orr and Edim came on numerous occasions. But this time it could fall into the category of sucks.

And the ol' guy......

Normally. If a vampire hates you, it's not strange to be scared or scared.

The person in question is kelloggy.

However, he seems surprised to see Edim's direct appeal to me. And then you figured out the situation, turning the looking face you see into a red tide and angry phase.

"Edim, you, avenge your gratitude!

"Hmm? Don't be ridiculous. I'll tell you as many times as I can. You owe me nothing."

"Ki, you! I'm the one who gave you the job you couldn't do. How dare you?"

"Please also outline your bedtime remarks. I have my job. Yet you sent me like a slave."

"What's a slave! If you're a slave, work like a slave and then complain!

"No, you're working! Twenty-four hours, I don't have time to rest!

"Well, what are we talking about for granted? Vampires don't need sleep, though!

"That's why we only have twenty-four hours a day. I'm telling you that your division of work is unscrupulous. And I can't keep up with it after twenty-seven hours of work."

"You! I'm sorry to hear it's only been three or four hours. I'm in the mood. I don't have enough loyalty to cry like that. That's what happened in the Devil's Crusade. You're a useless loser. Why don't you just apprentice me?"

"... you're selling fights, aren't you? No, I'll buy it even if it's not for sale anymore."

"Well, you think you're going to buy a fight? Interesting. From anywhere. Bring it on! I'll kill you and feed you fish!

"Superior!"

Edim began to increase his magic somehow.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's really bad.

"Edim, calm down"

I rush into between the two of them and arbitrate.

"Te, Dear Tyrea..."

I had my fist-lowered edim and my eyes.

And......

Suddenly Edim came this way.

Could the spear be right for me?

You've been trying to keep your mouth shut about Ol's rampage, and you're angry at me or something?

"Oh, uh, wait a minute"

"Dear Tyrea, oh!! Please kill this guy. It's the limit already. I'm sick of it!

Edim jumped into my chest and started crying.

"Come on, you're being rude."

"Ol, don't worry."

"But!

"Ol! Can't you hear me?

"Ha, ha"

Ol' following the inadmissibility.

I'll wait for Edim to calm down while I try to keep Edim smart.

Edim whimpers and talks, eh?

Ortizio is terrible, Ortizio is stupid, Ortizio is despicable.

I'm leaving, I'm leaving. Storm of stupidity.

No matter how good I talk about the ol' thing, I don't know. There is no such thing as a good Ortizio. It is the end of saying that a good Ortizio is a dead Ortizio.

"Okay. Because I get it. Relax."

"Hiku, Hiku, Egu"

Edim whimpers. I'll stroke your head for a while. Then you calmed down, and the cry stopped.

And

"Dear Tyrea, I have a favor to ask you"

When Edim walked away from me, he was right about where he lived and bowing his head.

"Hey, what is it?

I was so excited about that. Edim's favor...... it's a bad hunch bin.

"Kill me or kill him"

I made a terrible demand.

"It's a joke, isn't it?

"I mean it"

E, I'm scared of Mr. Edim's killings.

I stare at Ol so much that I can already kill people with my eyes.

Or stop. Don't look like that.

I know you're not trying to kill me, but I'm a little scared.

With those eyes, Edim is forcing me to make the ultimate choice. It makes me want to say yes by accident.

This is all Edim's killer. It's no surprise that Bull is incontinent at the time.

I'll take a look at Ol.

Orr had decided to stay still for a while. The upset there is no fine dust. It was flat.

On the contrary,

"Ha ha, I wonder what you want, you half demon, one belly aches!

That's what he said. I'm laughing at what Edim said with my nose.

"Oh, Ol, it's you"

"Dear Tyrea, where about one chore has disappeared, there is no obstacle to the mission. Please, don't worry about me, just cut this infidel loose."

Really as usual.

I'm not afraid of vampires. On the contrary, there is even a verse that is ridiculous. I don't know if it's a big one or a small one.

Anyway, it's such an ol' thing. As a matter of course, I say execute Edim.

No, what that confidence. With this ultimate choice, you think I'm gonna pick you?

It's Ol.

I'm basically on the side of kids and women. Edim is a girl, so it applies to both.

I don't mean to make the ultimate choice, but in this case I need an Edim......

"Te, Master Tyrea?

You were anxious I didn't respond right away, or Ol transformed into a pathetic face like a puppy.

No, what that face.

Even if you look like such an abandoned puppy......

I'm on the woman's side. I won't change policy resolutely!

Ugh. What's that sad look?

Ol's eyebrows were lowered and he was showing a half-crying look.

Oh, I'm on the side of the kid.

"Ugh, Ugh, Teh, Dear Tyrea"

Yes, you can't abandon me.

A big man weeps. I see. Woman and child had nothing to do with pity so far. Orr is made evil by all of the Evil Gods Army. You could kill yourself if you slept up to me here.

"Okay, I know how you two feel."

"" Now, execute this guy!

Ol and Edim speak out at the same time. He was pointing at each other at the same time.

No, you two don't come out on your own.

"Huh, both of you, calm down"

"Dear Tyrea, please. Please kill Ortizio. This guy is harmless and unprofitable. Remember carefully, Dear Tyrea. Has this guy ever been useful? None. None. As far as I can remember, I can only see you all pulling your legs."

Edim is gaining momentum.

"Dear Tyrea, you don't need half men with just these mouths for the Evil Gods Army. It is a foolish diagram that is inferior in both intelligence and health. Please give this Ortizio a word. Clean the Cunt of the Evil Army and let's see."

Ol also tells Edim he's a loser.

"Whatever your strength is, I don't want you to talk about your intelligence."

"Ho, so you admit you're powerless? Did you feel a little bit like a half-baker?"

"Fuck. That's not what I meant. Anyway, if a fool like you were in the Evil Gods Army, I'd be telling you, Lord Tyrea, that Camilla would be bothered."

"Oh my God! The half demons are going to treat me like an idiot!

"That's why you're saying it! You don't even know the words?

Edim and Ol's rhetoric just keeps heating up.

What am I supposed to do?

If you stand over there, this one won't stand.

Oh, I'm in trouble. I'm in real trouble.

When I'm in trouble, when I'm in trouble,

"Sister, how are you?

"Ah, Tim."

"Dear Tyrea, I know you're in a good mood."

"Drewas, you too."

Tim and Drewas are here.

Tim is as cute as ever with his silver hair. Drewas, you too. The handsome voice is alive and well. These two are really picturesque. There are also piercing locks. The scene that appeared earlier was also so compelling that it sounded Zune and heavy.

"Sister, if you need anything, please let me know"

What shall we do? You want to talk to Tim, too?

Tim's two friends, too.

"No, Ol and Edim..."

"Hmm? You guys, I'm guessing you didn't imitate your sister so silly and impudent."

"" Me, me, me too!!

Two people swinging their necks sideways at high speed to ask Tim.

No, I'm shaking it sideways about if I shake my head so much.

That was so tight.

You're breathing.

Mires said it, too, but maybe these two are similar things to each other. Now we're getting along with the wrong button hanging, but maybe the horse really fits.

"Sister, did these fools do something?

"No, you two are in trouble for not getting along. I'd like to make it up to you somehow, do you have any ideas?

"Was I? It's a verbal discourse, such as troubling your sister. If it were you, I'd almost execute you over torture, but your sister just wants it. Leave it to me."

"What are we going to do?

"Yes, if I seem to complain any more mess, I think I'll sew each other's backs so we can get along a little bit"

Two people shudder when they hear Tim's extreme remarks.

Yeah, I knew he was breathing. I'm with you until the vibration of the tremor.

"Tim, it's no joke."

"Sister, I mean it. Hi. These guys have a familiar sense of security for your sister. I can't forgive these men for disparaging their great lords."

"Ka, Lady Camilla, please wait. We will never imitate Tirrea in a way that would discredit her."

"Is that a good reason? Why don't we just talk to your sister straight now?

"Chi, no. It's a misunderstanding. There is no scratching. I respect Master Ortizio. We are good friends. Hey, hey - Master Ortizio"

"Oh, oh, you're right. Ka, Lady Camilla, me and Edim are best friends."

"Is that true?

"Gi, you will. I'm still trying to make out with Edim as a friend of the neck."

"Oh well. You're here with your neck friend! Interesting. I'll show you that trust. Sister, may I borrow a few of these guys?

"What!? But..."

"Sister, would you please believe me?

Hmm, how can I answer no to a question of trust from my beloved sister? Of course I replied that I believed.

Tim, with my permission, grabbed Edim and Ortizio's collar and left the living room.

Edim and Ol being taken by Tim. Is it because of your mind that you looked like a calf to be taken to Donadona?

Should we go after this?

Let me ask you, Drewas, who is dropping you off with a cool face behind you.