To Deprive a Deprived Person

One woman was walking in a place where only a limited number of people could enter, even within the palace of St. Jardalk. The woman's appearance was an eye patch in her right eye, a short sword in leather armor and an outfit she did not consider to be a believer serving in the palace. But the faithful in the hallway don't even care about that, they pass beside the woman.

When a woman comes in front of a luxurious door, she knocks rhythmically.

"Konkokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokokoko Everybody loves fuzz!

When he tries to keep knocking, the door opens.

"You don't have to knock so hard to hear me"

Chinzia in a maid scolds the huff with her cold eyes.

"Wow, isn't that Mr. Chinzia"

"Is there a problem with me?

Huf was astonished by the big bang and slapped him on the forehead. When he was guided indoors by Chinzia, Duraland, as usual, enjoyed reading.

"Master Duraland, we're back now!

"What is it that you talk about?"

"No, is that cool? Is Mr. Chinzia such a heartless chatter... Aww! What are you doing?"

Chinzia punches him in the back of the head. Huff stares as he squatts, but Chinzia moves to the side of Duraland as if nothing had happened.

"Ha. I never get tired of watching you two interact every time."

"This one sounds like a good annoyance. Now look at this!

Huff takes an eye patch of his right eye and lightning strikes out of his blue eyes.

"So, this is what I'm gonna do now!

If you put on the eye patch again and remove it, the flame will now gush from the red (...) eyes.

"Huff was a hobby to catch his eyes."

"That's right! Flaming Demon Eye on Thunder's Demon Eye! Cool? Next thing you know... it hurts!

He was a huff trying to brag about his proud collection again, but Chinzia slaps him in the head.

"What have you come here to do"

"Ha!? I forgot. This is the report."

It was Duraland looking through a report from Huff, but his hand stops on the way.

"Huff, what a halfway report this is. All passive skills, active skills are on the way, blank when it comes to unique skills."

"That's right!

"What are you bragging about"

You thought Chinzia would slap you in the head, and when you get a quick distance, Huff only peeps in the face from behind the pillar.

"There's a reason. If you ask me why, you'll be convinced."

From behind the pillars, hair like onions tied at the top of the head of the huff looks flickering and irritates the chinzia.

"Haha. Huff, I can almost imagine, but say it."

"You're not gonna hit me? Because Mr. Chinzia is really abusive... hey, I'll tell you, I hope you don't squeeze your fist!

Actually, yeah. As Master Duraland knows, the demonic eye of my analysis is ineffective if it is not brought close to a certain distance. Even if it's constant, it's about 300 meters away, so they can't normally notice it. But I felt like Sato had eyes for the boy, so I ran away. No, it was tough. He hastily caught Fei Long with his fascinating demon's eye, and then came back to Jardalk without sleeping. "

Apart from the huff shaking his ununung neck vertically as he put his arms together, Chinzia's hair trembles against a mess.

"So you're not sure, but you just felt like you had eyes on Satou and threw the mission and ran away?

"I will!

Chinzia chases the huff, but he just runs around the room if he can't get caught too. Duraland, who was listening, closes the book.

"Chinzia, stop. Fuf didn't do anything wrong."

Look, all I'm saying is look, Huff snorts at Chinzia, but he gets caught in that gap and gets eagled in the face. Mississippi...... the sound begins to sound that you shouldn't hear.

"Master Duraland, what are you talking about? Did you eat anything bad? Oh, from the beginning..."

"Dude, that's terrible rhetoric. In fact, I'm losing touch with number seven. Probably already dead."

"Ah, that hurt. Number seven sounds like Nana, right? I'm surprised he failed in his mission."

A huff escaping Chinzia's confinement sees Chinzia grudgingly while rubbing his temples.

"I mean, they're not all the same.

Nevertheless...... I thought there could be no such thing as a sacrifice (...), but haha, I wonder if Stella ate one of these.

Huff, has Satou made any difference?

"Is that a change?

"Yes. How about, for example, the color of your hair, skin, eyes?

"I don't want you to be unscrupulous. Regardless of the color of your hair or skin, it's dangerous for you to get close to the distance where you can see the color of your eyes."

"Hmm. But... Yu Satou was greedy. This definitely possesses the skills of a snatching system. I'm afraid of ignorance."

"Takeover… are you a skill of the same lineage as' Transcendental 'Gazin?

In a flowing motion, Chinzia pours wine into the glass and passes it to Duraland.

"Thank you. Yes, it's Gazin. He is supposed to have died fighting the Great Sage, but the truth is different.

That's a suicide bomb (...). It seems that the greatest sage could not have been unharmed under the influence. "

"Now, if you wanted to know so much about Sato's changes, you should have asked Nana. That guy must have had a really good eye."

"I can't help it because I've lost touch with Nana."

"I will... so what will that guy do? I forgot."

"Two hundred and seventeen?

"That's it! I remember. Nina (...)!