Tilea’s Worries

He assumed the position of Finance Minister of the Evil Gods Army and first met with a team of staff led by Mr. Drewas. Initially, I received a blend of jealousy and intent to kill from Mr. Drewas. It's amazing when a beautiful person stares at you.

A regular person would be dead a hundred times. I got killed, but when I showed that I was acting for Mr. Tyrea's life, Mr. Tyrea, he accepted me so much.

Mr. Drewas has a good idea. I know the public is more important than me. If I can properly explain that I am acting for Mr. Tyrea, no staff member can rely more on me.

You listened to my policy and brushed up my city plan. Hear one and know ten. The team led by this genius (Drewas) will no longer need my advice. I guess the rest is about listening to progress reports on a regular basis.

The problem is......

Point your gaze at Chirali.

A young man throwing both feet on his desk, chewing on a mess and gum.

The girl drips Dovadoba with half an eye for killing, with more cheeksticks on her desk.

Yes, Mr. Ortizio and Edim.

My attitude is so bad.

Mr. Tyrea's life, so he seems reluctant to follow me...

The hearts of the two look clear. Filled with dissatisfaction, I think I can cook it with a flame of jealousy.

Huh - it's depressing to talk to two people in this condition. But if we don't move on, it won't start. Never start a meeting.

"Eh - I read your proposal. Yeah, well done. Yes, but let me correct a few things."

"Edim, did you hear that? The newbie minister doesn't seem to like our plan in a shitty, miserable way. How much is it growing?"

"Yeah, yeah, Master Ortizio. Minister Miles has long been so. I don't listen to my surrounding opinions, I think only of my own prosperity"

If you're unhappy without listening to this one, you two should.

Phew ~ Again.

Reminds me of my previous grudges.

How can you be such a child when you are both excellent? I really have a headache.

Mr. Ortizio is inflating balloon gum, as is his dissatisfaction.

Edim is in tune with Mr. Ortizio like that and speaks ill of me. He is then also handing over additional gum.

... I think it's a passive boycott place.

Well, I know how these two feel. I don't think it's a good idea for a newcomer to be instructed to do this. Especially since my original identity is Tim's doll.

... I can't help it. Why don't you just get out poorly and ask for help?

"Mr. Ortizio, Edim, I know how you guys feel. It's only natural that a rookie would be dissatisfied with me being promoted to such a major role. But this is for Lord Tyrea, too. I may cause trouble in my younger self, but I need your help."

"Edim, did you hear that? This woman seems to want to rule over us, using Lord Tyrea's name."

"Yeah, yeah, Master Ortizio. This woman has been that way for a long time. I was using my genius power to get up there. The fox that hunts the tiger's authority refers to this woman."

I can't talk about it.

Even if it goes badly, it just grows. Then I come with my attitude as a superior.

"Mr. Ortizio, please don't be a good girl. I'm in a meeting now. Can you stop chewing gum?

"But the doll is going to order me!

"I command you. I'm at work now. Chewing gum should be a break"

"Well, you don't know. You should chew gum at work."

What!? What are you talking about, this guy?

Mr. Ortizio makes a grand argument and does not change his mundane attitude.

Gum supposedly conceived by Mr. Tyrea. Sounds like an oriental treat. As a preference not found in this culture, it seems to favor certain layers of Wang Du. I've had it before, but it was quite a pleasant touch. But I'm supposed to refrain from doing it in public or at work because it's not beautiful to look and chew.

"Mr. Ortizio, please don't bother me because you want to get in my way."

"It's not cod! All right, listen up! Master Tyrea used to live there, but there are people who wield sticks like that. They saw him chewing gum and boosting morale while he was at work."

Oh, my God.

That's a word I never heard from Mr. Tyrea. From what I can tell, is he a guard armed with an Eastern stick?

If you're chewing gum at work, Mr. Tilea, anyway, it's going to be catastrophic if Tim finds you...

"You're incredible."

"Sir, are you going to doubt Lord Tyrea's words!

"Yes, no, but on what grounds?

"Totally, there's more to ignorance. Look, chewing gum can irritate your brain, and a certain wave of fuzz can overflow and behave in a way that's full of English."

"Uh..."

"Got it! So this is how you keep chewing gum constantly. Momogu, you fool!

That said, Mr. Ortizio, keep chewing gum.

I get the theory......

I can think of as many contradictions as I want. I just wouldn't have ears to ask if I disproved.

"Mr. Ortizio, I understand your self-theory. But I forbid you to chew gum. This is an order from the Minister of Finance."

"Who listens to your orders, etc!

"Really? Let's call a military law conference."

"Become!? He said it was a military law conference!

"I don't mean to, but if you're any more non-cooperative, you'll have to exercise your minister's authority"

"Shit. Put your power on the line."

Mr. Ortizio spits out a lot of gum.

Of course, not in the room of the Evil Gods Army. I threw up the plan I put in the fix.

"... are you fighting or selling?

"Damn, you're still ignorant. Drop the gum in a piece of paper. There was just enough garbage there."

Then Mr. Ortizcio twitched the gum into the plan I had created and threw it away, this time, breaking a bag of pancakes and starting to eat it with a burst of sound.

This man is no longer...

Aren't you ashamed of the big adults?

Edim brews tea in Edim and holds back Mr. Ortizio's tea party.

"Oh, that Mr. Ortizio"

"What? It's not gum."

"Yes, it is. Miles, don't be ridiculous."

Mr. Ortizio has a grin with Nitanita. Edim also has a raised corner of his mouth and a nasty grin.

This would go hand in hand with banning pancakes or prohibiting food and drink itself. I'm not going to let you talk to me for any reason. You're totally out of my way.

What am I gonna do now?

Seriously, we're gonna hold a military law conference?

No, let's not. I can run it on my authority, but the process is cumbersome.

Why don't we arm ourselves?

Close your eyes, Mr. Ortizio in your room. Below, you deserve the combat power of the Oriental Kingsguards.

If Edim's fighting power is one, Mr. Ortizio has four, two or three of his men. I will be one hundred and two hundred depending on what I do.

Yeah, I can handle enough with everyone here.

I don't want to do fear politics, but if this is also non-cooperative.

"If you're uncooperative, you're punished."

"Try it. There's so much business in the doll's leg."

"Mires, what a silly idea to arm yourself. We don't give in to violence."

Mr. Ortizio barks. Edim bites.

This doesn't make me cooperative, even if I'm smart. We're both so stubborn that we can't do it by ordinary means.

To be submissive and adult......

A few ways come to mind. But none of them are ordinary extraordinary means. For once, I don't want to use those hands on my best friend, Edim.

Then is this the only hand you have?

"I call Lady Camilla"

"" Become!? "

Stunning two. My hands and feet are trembling.

No, what are you surprised about?

You know this is what happens. If you don't listen, you have to call someone who can.

"If you are any more uncooperative, I call on Lady Camilla."

"Oh, man, are you insane!

Mr. Ortizio rushes to clog in.

Yes, I'm sane. One way or another, your previous words and actions are the ones that make me doubt my sanity.

As finance minister, I've been following your flow of funding to the Evil Gods Army a little bit.

Conclusion…….

You're absolutely out of your mind!

The break-in robbery into that Elizabeth mansion makes me look cute. All you want to do is ignore the law and ethics. Seems like he's been after all the bad lords who are accumulating money by imposing heavy taxes until now, so I missed him. But it is inherently a level of evil to be executed by a military law conference.

"Wait. How despicable are you?"

The next thing you know, Edim rushes over and pulls my arm.

Despicable, I wonder which mouth says it.

Three thousand, two hundred and thirty times, you know what this stands for?

It's the number you tried to bite me. If there's a gap, stop trying to attack me.

This is still a sweet hand. I've thought of worse ways.

"Anyway, if you both want to get in the way any more, I'll call Lady Camilla."

"" Gu!!

Two people who bite their lips and endure. Another push, I guess.

"You seem to understand. I am empowered not only to judge Lady Tyrea, but also Lady Camilla, as Minister of Finance. You know what it means to be tattooed by both of you, right? Interference with me is tantamount to defying both of you."

"Oh, that, that"

"Beh, I'm not interrupting anything."

The two of them began their excuses in various ways.

"The excuse is cool. The next time I interrupt, I'll really call Lady Camilla..."

"Did you call him?

"Ugh!

Suddenly, they took my back. They speak out about the signs of the King who appeared (Aur).

"Hmm!? What are you surprised at? Not even you."

It is Tim, the Great King of the Oriental Kingdom, who proclaims that.

As amazing as ever.

I'm not proud of you, but it's about Tim who can take the back from me right now. Even if you're surrounded by hundreds of S-rank adventurers, you're confident you can handle a mix of nose songs.

That's the same high-ranking human being I am.

"That Lady Camilla? Why are you here?

"What is it, Mires? I guess you called me, huh?

He said he called... because I did try to call him, but I haven't called him yet.

Tim has a mean grin with Nitanita. It's a mockery of sight from above that's different from Edim's.

"No, I haven't called you yet. - Huh!?"

I had a bad feeling.

Soon, I will magically explore myself. It activated the investigative magic google, causing a wave of magic to pass through my body. From the heavenly edge of the head to the toe of the nail, we don't miss a slight change either.

... Found it.

A transmitter that senses magic.

Tim won't come either.

What the hell, when?

You can call it art now.

This time the transmitter will perform better than before. The structure is harder to find than before. Besides, I knew about your conversation with Mr. Ortizio. It probably has sound collecting capabilities as well as magic sensing.

Ancient East and West, I am using a magical format that I have not seen any examples of at all. As always, Tim, the original magic crest is boring. It is in the mood of being shown the highest peak in the world, no, the best magic technology ever.

Phew. This must be tough to disarm.

Attempt to disarm the transmitter based on the analysis results of the survey magic google.

This...

Strong. We have to break through dozens of protects to disarm it. This isn't something you can do overnight. Incorrect disarming of it had implanted a booby trap with a life-threatening effect.

Tim, are you going to kill me?

"Lady Camilla, this time it's just not sprinkling."

"What is it?

"It's a transmitter mounted in my body!

"Damn, did you lose it? So what are we gonna do?

"What are you gonna do... take it"

"Why should I take it?"

"Damn!?"

View Tim.

... I mean it.

Tim is just grinning with Niyaniya. It would be useless to beg me to take it. On the contrary, it is the mountain of Sekiyama that is happy to turn on the additional transmitter. I just have to do it myself.

Seriously disarm.

After a while......

"Ha, ha, ha. And I thought I was going to die."

"Hoo-hoo, take this off too!

Tim is surprised when he opens his eyes.

Successfully disarmed.

But I don't have half the physical and mental fatigue. I hung myself to death a few times. Tim, you're too genius. Hundreds of magicians are so brilliant at what is so dangerous and so famous in history that they can take it off even if they work on it all their lives.

"Ka, Master Camilla, you've said that before, haven't you? Please don't turn on the transmitter on your own. It's an invasion of privacy."

"Mires, it's full. Inspiration, inspiration. That was more dangerous than the last failure on my arm because it was stronger than food. I'm confident that even I made it break bones to disarm it. Come on, how far will you grow?"

"No, give me a real break"

Then he talks about his original purpose as he forgives the tense Tim. Tim came because of you. Let's leave it up to the two of us to educate.

"At all, you..."

Tim, who heard my explanation, abominably stares at Mr. Ortizio and the others.

The two of them are quaking.

Mr. Ortizio has a viscid upright immobility posture. It seems to be a lie that I threw my legs out earlier and had a great attitude. Edim's busy mouth lurks, and he doesn't break his upright immobility posture, just like Mr. Ortizio.

Effect: 35263; surface.

"I'll give you guys a choice. You lose the top from the neck and the bottom from the neck."

Well, they're both going to die.

To Tim's irrational tales, the two of them are shaking like newborn deer. No, this way of shaking, maybe the deer is still better.

"What's up? You have a choice? Let's just say I choose."

Like the hunter Tim found his prey, he slowly approaches them both.

"Please wait. It's a misunderstanding! We did not scorn our affairs. Oh, yeah. Mirez was suspected of conspiracy, so he was questioning Mirez, the conspirator."

Mr. Ortizio, what an excuse for suffering.

You can't go through such a lame excuse. Because I'm a real idiot. Look, even Edim, who's supposed to be on my side, looks like "again".

"Mires is the traitor."

"Ha. As a faithful servant of the Evil Gods Army, you cannot obey the orders of this Ortizio, such a rebel"

Mr. Ortizio says proudly, Doya.

"Hmm. So me and your sister are fools who put traitors at the head of government."

"What!? No, it's not"

"What's the difference! I mean, you're calling me and your sister's eyes a pit!

"No, no, no, no, no, no."

"So is it a lie that Mires is a traitor? You made a false declaration to me."

"Yes, no, never false"

"Right, right. Isn't that false? Haha, I mean, you chose me or your sister's eyes for the pit."

"Please, please, it's a misunderstanding. Well, in that sense..."

"What a misunderstanding! Ortizio, let's turn it off both from neck to neck and from neck to bottom."

"Hih, hi, no. Yeah!

Mr. Ortizio screams, with his buttocks on and backwards.

I don't know what to say anymore, though I deserve it...

Then, as Mr. Ortizio was being caged by Tim, Edim came up with a voice. Mr. Ortizio's next move is his turn. I guess I've come up with some excuse.

"Edim, what? You have the same hole as this one. Don't worry. I'll let you chase him right after me."

"Chi, no. Not at all. Ortizio can die as is. No, you should die. But listen. Mirez is not a traitor, but he is behaving badly towards Tirrea."

"Ho, Mires told your sister... don't listen to that. Edim, keep talking."

"Yes. I was wondering if you could understand that when you read the city plan that Mirez brought."

Pass the city plan to Tim with Edim's proud face.

I see. Edim, you found a good steeple. It's not like Mr. Ortizio's childish excuse.

It's a little bad.

Urban plan, written in Citizen First. Mr. Tyrea, for the supremacist Tim, it could be an unforgivable proposition.

The truth is, Citizen First is for Mr. Tyrea. I think it will take some time for Tim, who has grown up in an absolute monarchy, to figure that out.

Advice, Tim has read the plan and is clearly getting grumpy when Edim hisses at him.

"Mires, answer the question."

"Yes, what is it?

"There's so much I want to ask. For example, the construction list page. Relief centers for the poor, crime centers when disaster strikes, all buildings unnecessary for your sister's hegemony. You put too much shoulder in the people. Have you forgotten the spirit of this plan, Evil God First!

"Dear Camilla, this is part of the rich strong. First, we need to build the foundations for those who support Lord Tyrea. Sounds like a roundabout, but I think this is the best way to support Lord Tyrea's hegemony."

"Hmm, so you have an idea."

"Yes."

"Next, then. This is the site plot page. Why discard the Great Evil God Museum? All the treasures of the world belong to your sister. What do you mean you shouldn't take that away from countries!

Tim's voice is rough.

This would suck for me too if I misresponded.

... What shall I do?

Think for a while.

To convince Tim and Mr. Drewas of all of the Evil Army......

Right, here's what I have to say.

"Dear Camilla, it's a misunderstanding. All the treasures of the world belong to Lord Tyrea. I agree with that."

"Then why oppose the construction of the Great Evil God Museum! Why should the treasure collected be returned to its original location!

"That's right. Mires, your opinion is contradictory. He's licking Lady Camilla!

In line with Tim's questioning, Edim also exposes his accusations.

You can hide on Tim's back and say whatever you want. Which is the fox that borrows the authority of a tiger?

"Explain. The reason for the abolition of the Great Evil God Museum is that all the wealth of the world belongs to Lord Tyrea."

"What?"

"Okay? Treasures are simply kept in various countries. I ask the other way around. Why do you need to keep the treasure in one place? It would be an act of acknowledging that countries are not part of Lord Tyrea's territory."

To my word, Tim, round your eyes with Kyoton.

Then I started laughing quietly.

"Come on, that's right. The world is all your sister's garden. Miles, that means each treasure is on your sister's continent."

"Yes."

Good. You convinced me. I've come up with a good excuse.

Robbing the national treasures of every country is not a trigger for war. Because I absolutely disagree.

"Ki, manipulation, manipulation! Dear Camilla, do not be fooled. Mirez gives priority to the inferior people over Lord Tyrea. What's wrong with this?"

"Edim, shut up!

"Phew, phew"

Tim grabs Edim's mouth with his right hand and forces him to close it.

"Mires, I see what you're thinking. Many of the policies of folks that are so sweet that there is likely to be revulsion written here. If we go around, it's in your sister's interest, right?

"Yes, you're right"

"Is that true? No matter how much you're my favorite, if you're going to plot against me about your sister, I can't forgive you!

Tim releases a tremendous killer.

The ambient air turns into a fluctuation of killing intent in an instant. It's like in a volcano. As much as the lava boils.

If this killer is directed, any strong man shrinks and faints, if he sucks, he dies.

Even I, a high-ranking human being, get a little carried away.

It's just, it's not like I'm gonna do anything for Mr. Tyrea.

This is an insult!

Got a little on my mind. Return the killer (groan) directed at you by Tim under silent pressure.

"Damn, it's a comforting intimidation. Believe me, Mires, you are indisputably your sister's loyal minister. And I suspected you wouldn't go down, forgive me."

Tim apologized!?

I'm not bowing my head.

Just words.

Still, I keep an eye on the sight.

"Dear Camilla, do not be fooled. This is Mires' hand. I'll peel the skin off this guy."

I told you to shut up.

"Phew."

Once again, Edim gets his mouth shut with Tim's hand. Edim's lips change shape all the time.

"Edim, I was so ashamed of your insistence."

"There can be no shame in Lady Camilla. It's Mires' fault, isn't it? I still advise you to execute Mires."

"Shit. Looks like the bump I was spoiling. Mires, the experiment's postponed for a while. I'm going to fold them up a lot."

"Oh, no..."

Edim has seen this one in tears. That's a petition attitude.

This time, I won't help you ~.

That's why I told you gently. You're a little angry.

Let Edim and Mr. Ortizio reflect.

It's okay, because Tim is so sweet. I think you'll give me a break, maybe...

Like Donadna, Edim, trembling with fear, and Ortizio, who is passing out, are taken by Tim.

Mr. Ortizio, I've already peeled my white eyes and blown bubbles out of my mouth...

I think I've already folded enough cages, but isn't it enough?

Mr. Ortizio, it's too pathetic.

Edim is Edim and I'm still going to look at this one with tears. I guess this one's pathetic too.

... There is only one way.

Do you want me to go after Tim and stop you?

"Dear Camilla, in that area -"

"Elizabeth was using the First Evil God Purgatory. You will be taken to the Second Evil God Purgatory."

What!? Now what?

Tim reacts to the whining solitaire casually.

In that familiar name.

I'm also concerned about purgatory...

"Lady Camilla, wait"

"What, Mires?

Tim looks back as he grabs the two collars and is on the move.

"Elizabeth, are you here? He just said he was being killed."

"It's not easy to kill. He's an S-class war criminal who betrayed your sister. I regret being born."

Elizabeth is currently missing. I thought the elite troops of the Oriental Kingdom had been killed.

Right. There is no way this harsh organization can easily forgive the enemy leader, admiring Mr. Tyrea everywhere. I guess that purgatory is a terrific place.

Elizabeth......

I've done a lot of bad things. I'm not more sympathetic now.

I just have one concern...

Because of that concern, you're leaving Elizabeth alone.

"Hey, Master Camilla, do you mind if I follow you to that purgatory, too?

"Goddamn it, Miles, are you going to break these guys too? Right. You should keep your head to yourself, too. Good, I have as many tools as I can get. Use it as you please."

"hi, hi, mi, mirez"

Shout out the scream that Edim drew with fear.

E, Edim, you can't be. Don't look at me with such fear. I don't want to break the cage.

My purpose is different.