To Deprive a Deprived Person

Sacred capital Faltima.

It is the main mountain of Irigamism. For the followers of the Illigamite Church, the Holy City was a special place. That is because, at the same time as the centre of the Holy Land Jardalk, the Holy Land is said to have descended the Goddess of Light Irigamit. During the deepest temple of the Jardalk palace, the chalice, which is said to have been given by the goddess of light, Irigamit, is strictly kept, and only the Pope is allowed to enter the temple.

In one of the rooms of the Jardalk Palace, as usual, the Archbishop of the Patriarchate, Olivier Duraland, appeared to be reading. The maid Chinzia keeps her silent to the side so as not to disturb the Lord.

Only time flows slowly, as if silence dominates the room. If Chinzia turns a blind eye to the cover of the book in Olivier's hands - it is described as "The Great Kingdom of Camurida: Fall from the Great Powers, Volume II". Just by looking at its name, I accidentally find myself in the superimposed hands of Chinzia.

"Dear Olivier -"

"Apparently you've finally lifted your heavy hips"

The Oliviers perceive the magic approaching the room.

"Nevertheless - despite this being within the safest Jardalk palace in the Holy City of Faltima, to whom are we releasing all this magic? I'm guessing the Virgin mistook this place for a battlefield.

Olivier was right, and Olivier and the others figured it out so that they didn't have to look at it and take it into their hands as they approached her gently with a vast amount of magic that they weren't even willing to hide.

"I've been waiting for you"

Open the door and greet Chinzia before she is knocked. Even that came naturally into the room - an object in the form of a glowing oval so-called egg. Would the size be about one hundred and twenty centimeters vertically? The eggs are floating about ten centimeters from the ground, and when you move them to the front of Olivier, who sits in a chair in the center of the room so that they slide intact.

"You're arrogant that I went out of my way to sit down."

At the same time as a high voice like a toddler from an egg, it spreads into the room as a wave of light as the wrapped magic intimidates.

"Excuse me for this"

When Olivier stood up, smiling bitterly, closing the book he was reading.

"For the Archbishop of the Patriarchate, there's so much to look down on me."

The egg, though floating, is about ten centimetres. Adding the size of the egg itself can only be about one hundred and thirty centimeters, and from the stand-up Olivier it takes the form of looking down.

"Is this okay?" The Three Virgins, "Lord Theodora."

With that said, Olivier offers his kneeling hand on the spot.

Jardalk, a holy nation counted among the five great nations, but like most countries it is not a single rock. There is a power struggle between multiple factions. With the exception of the largest faction, the Pope, there are three major factions in division, one of which is the Virgin.

When it comes to the Archbishop of the Holy Nation of Jardalk, or Olivier, third in sequence, we cannot go out strong against Theodora, the symbol of the Virgin.

"'The Three Virgins (...)', I hope you don't call me by those two names. It's like the other two are no match for me."

"So what can I call you?

"Call me the mightiest Virgin, Theodora Sanchez."

"Lord Theodora, the mightiest Virgin, has been..."

"I hope you don't feel comfortable calling me names. Your ears will rot, and I wonder what those hands are? You're not going to hold my hand, are you? Oh, dirty! If you touch a man, you'll get pregnant!

Olivier's face catches on to words that are too irrational. It won't be my fault that Chinzia's cheek looks loose watching the two of them interact. There's something wrong with Olivier.

"Lord Sanchez (...), did you care to take on what I've been asking you to do before?

"Huh? That's not true, though. Why should I be used by the Archbishop of the Patriarchate, the most powerful Virgin? Even if the old folks say no, you can't ignore it. It's loud, so I guess this is how I went out of my way to get to a room with a dirty guy. I can't believe you don't know if you don't tell me this far, aren't you stupid? Oh, don't open your mouth! Every time you open your mouth, a poisonous exhale seems to erode my clean flesh. Well, you can't cross my strongest line, so don't get me wrong because I just feel like it."

An egg-shaped junction wrapped around Theodora swirls to stir Olivier.

I'm going home because I put my muscles through.

The light that was emitting to intimidate the surrounding area is sucked into the egg-shaped junction. Before Theodora headed to the door, Chinzia blocked him from standing.

"Get out of here."

"Dear Sanchez, it seems we haven't finished talking about Master Olivier yet," "Hang on? I'm not interested. Just..."

"Don't you want to know where Joseph Yorum is?

"- I'm not going anywhere... Hey?

A crack entered the egg-shaped junction wrapped around the completely indelible Theodora, allowing a slight peek at a fraction of his face from the spot scattered as a magic. Hibi disappeared fast enough to blink, but that was enough for Olivier.

The egg-shaped junction jumps as it rotates fast on the spot and stops in a position overlooking Olivier.

Say it.

The leeway from Theodora to earlier was completely gone and overflowing with offensive magic.

"Do you want to know so much, where Joseph Yorum is? I'd love to know if you could help me. Wherever he is, after the Demon King crusade, until how he lived and recovered."

"... Joseph... that Joseph is back on his feet...?

"Yeah. You'd be surprised to see him change a lot."

The Sister of the Holy Nation Jardalk must preserve his purity by virtue of the doctrine of Irigamism. When you become a Virgin, you need to completely disengage from the world and protect your clean body and mind from being molested. Theodora was therefore unable to obtain information from the outside world.

"How's the response?

"Okay."

So disgusting.

"We'll work together."

It was uncomfortable with the content of the cooperation requested.

So tell me about Joseph.

Theodora never noticed that the feeling was falling out as if it had been drilled into her heart.

"Thank you. Maybe you don't need to tell me, do you?

I wonder what that means.

"The Seeds of Disaster," Yu Satou and Joseph Yorum say, is kind enough that Lord Sanchez might meet Joseph on a mission. "

"Ma...... no way!? That Yu Sato..."

It begins to shake heavily, as if the magic emanating from Theodora is upsetting. The enormous amount of magic just becomes unstable, and the whole room, which has also undergone multiple conjunctions and magic treatments, placed on Olivier, Archbishop of the Patriarchate, begins to wander. Furthermore, as countless cracks begin to enter the egg-shaped junction of Theodora, a dazzling amount of light leaks out of that gap. The antagonism with the junction to suppress light reminded me of the volcano just before the eruption.

"Rest assured. Yu Satou is a boy."

"- Yeah. Fine."

You convinced me by listening to Olivier, that as Theodora regains her composure, the running of light subsides and the magic spreads. And Theodora left the room saying she had nothing more to do with it.

"Phew..."

Maids and servants stop working hands, bow their heads and drop off Theodora as she floats down the hallway of Jardalk Palace.

"Phew."

As if that were even natural, Theodora walks by without even caring. Theodora is covered in egg-shaped junctions, so it won't come true to see her. Still, for the followers of Irigamism, it was an honor to be able to see the Virgin, who is usually isolated from the world, even though she is within the palace. More importantly, Theodora seemed in a great mood today. To its evidence, plants that touch the light leaking out of Theodora begin to bloom brightly in color, even though it is not yet time to blossom.

The benefit extended not only to plants but also to believers. The pain is removed and healed from those who were hurting their hips and knees. Raise your voice and worship with tears of "Virgin" in your mouth.

"Pfft! Joseph, wait! This most powerful Virgin, Theodora Sanchez, is coming to see you!!

One, no one heard Theodora roaring within the egg-shaped junction.

"It was like a typhoon."

"Except for us, it's troublesome because even the Holy Land of Jardalk is a man of five fingers."

Chinzia shares her thoughts on Theodora as she cleans up her fallen chairs and vases.

"Come on, I'm getting busy. Shall we push further from here?

Chinzia, what's going on with Cardinal Bataille?

"I'm on my way to the city of E-Pong from yesterday on my mission."

"Oh? Are you heading northeast..."

"But a report from Huff, who's letting him tail him, said that a bunch of them were second-hand. One will go straight northeast, and this one will go straight to E-Pong. The other is changing course east."

"East. Then you'll be sure in Adanesgolt."

"I think so too. I was wondering if you would make confidential contact with the brave man there."

"Still, I don't know if it's the same place when you're up to something."

"I don't care if you tell me."

"Don't make it if we head there now."

Then get ready immediately.

"You're not taking me"

Chinzia stares at Olivier just because she can't believe it.

"I'm in trouble if you don't do Shadow Man (...) in this room"

"I disagree with you being on your way alone"

"It's okay. I am well aware of Cardinal Bataille's M.O. and his subordination."

"Still..."

"I know more about brave men (...) than anyone else. I wanted to talk one-on-one with the brave Roy Buom."

"Okay."

Behind words, Chinzia's face was revealing dissatisfaction.

"You look so scared, you ruin my beauty."

"Whose fault do you think it is"

"You don't think of me. Then I'll take care of the rest."

Chinzia sighs little as Olivier disappears. And when I turned into Olivier, I started sitting in a chair and reading like I usually do.

City Adanes Gort.

It is a city with plenty of water transport about three hundred kilometres east of the holy city of Faltima in the Holy Land of Jardalk, where canals are set up throughout the city to take advantage of water transport, and which plays an important role as one of the logistical hubs.

From cereals, fruits and other foods to silk cloths, precious metals, to the east the Republic of Set, to the south the city is just a collection of rare goods purchased from the Delim Empire and so on, with a variety of shops. The store was busy with the general public and so on from merchants who came from afar to purchase it. It can also be said that there are so many business opportunities that there are people. A peek at the restaurant leads to a large number of guests sitting narrowly and enjoying the collusion while pounding their tongues on the liquor and dishes being carried.

Under the cloudy skies, the exhalation leaking out of my mouth is bright white, but calories are emanating from people that don't make me feel that cold.

"Are you sure it fits here"

In the street where the whorehouse stood, there was a figure of Roy Buom admired by the people as a brave man. The whores wiggle colour as if they seduce the men, and each time a humble laugh flies from the men. It was too out of place to have Roy, the brave one.

The Cardinals were disappearing when they guided Roy to a place where the city Adanesgolt could be seen, leaving you alone with the rest.

"Brother there, don't you do good with me? One piece of silver coin, huh? Your brother has a good face, so you can have seven half silver coins."

One of the whores speaks to Roy. You can smell the perfume and lift it up with your arms that have been arranged to emphasize rather than hide clothes with wide open chests.

"Yes, no... I'm fine with that."

"Whatever. You don't think I can handle it?

"Stop."

"A bit of business - Madam. I'm sorry."

The woman called Madam was different from the prostitutes who were shopping in the street, from the colour she emitted from her face to the level of the item she was wearing.

"I've been waiting for you. We've been waiting for you for a long time."

Roy, whose face turned bright red, is taken into the alley by Madame.

"No, you can't. Even though your face is not well known, it is misunderstood that a brave man will walk down Whorehouse Street at some point in the day."

Roy had a say, too, but I could only follow him without being able to say anything back to Madame, who wrapped up a calm atmosphere.

"From here on out, you brave men alone. As soon as you go straight, you'll see the stairs. Keep going up the stairs. It's a poking room."

Coming to the back entrance of the whorehouse, Madame urges Roy to move on, saying that this is the only way she can guide her. Never mind. When Roy opens the door and goes inside, he hears a whisper from everywhere. But it was also until I went upstairs. When I went up the stairs, whether it was by magic or magic props, the whispers I had heard earlier had stopped sounding perfect. Go straight to the back room as Madame told you. Proceeding down a corridor of construction so colourless that it doesn't seem like a whorehouse, Roy knocks on a wooden door.

"Get in. It's not locked."

It was the voice of a crouched old man.

As Roy opens the door with vigilance, he sees the old man sitting on the couch. The robe the old man wore was embroidered in purple and silver. Only those who take a higher place than the Archbishop of the Patriarchate can put an embroidery of purple and silver in their robes in the Illigamite Church. In other words, a small old man sitting in front of him was the Cardinal, the supreme power of the Holy Nation Jardalk, except for the Pope.

"Surprised?

"Yeah. I never thought I'd be framed for meeting Cardinal Bataille in a whorehouse."

"That's it. No one thinks the Cardinal of Jardalk, the Holy Country, is in a whorehouse or anything. Besides, I'm secretly talking to brave people."

When Cardinal Bataille smiles delightfully, the wrinkles on his face are engraved even deeper.

"I guess. I didn't know it was just me and you."

"Let's not get crappy belly searches going. I'm paying for this room, but you know I have my men in the whorehouse."

Unlike earlier strikes and looks uncomfortable, Cardinal Bataille puts a piece of paper on the table.

"What about this one?

"Why don't you call me before then?"

Roy sits back on the couch and takes the paper placed on the table. The paper contained contract magic, but it also contained high-end objects.

"It's not a big deal without being so vigilant. To keep the conversation here from leaking to others."

"It says here that Cardinal Bataille will not lie."

The paper had already been signed by Cardinal Bataille.

"In my position, we should avoid signing paperwork with contract magic cheaply, because then it would be unfair for Lord Brave to sign it unilaterally."

Roy laughs inside out that there's no injustice or shit in the contract magic paperwork he's prepared. Word for word, I checked the contents of the paperwork before Roy filled in his signature.

"Hmm. Now it's safe to say I can exchange words, too."

"I'm upset the other way around. Cardinal Bataille will have as many hands-on men as he can without relying on me."

"Because I can't do that, this is how I bring my story to Lord Brave. You will hear it from those of my use. There are signs of ferocity and that the Demon King may manifest himself beyond The Demon King of Disaster. We need the help of Lord Brave."

From what Cardinal Bataille looked like with a thin smile, Roy didn't look so troubled as to ask for help.

"That's what the Holy Nation Jardalk is proud of. Isn't it a selection of" Iron Wall "Ballash," Holy Fist "Dros and" Three Swords "led by" Holy Spears "Douglan, who can blow his martial arts to other countries"

"If I can do that, I want to do the same. Come on, I miss talking without saying anything. I have prepared the wine and dishes in a whisper, and the fruit from Hermel, home of Lord Brave."

"Because Cardinal Bataille drinks?

"No. This is still the Cardinal priesthood."

"I'm the only one..."

"Rest assured. No one harms the brave, including me, of course."

Cardinal Bataille, who reads Roy's heart, alert and unarmed of food, blocks it by covering it with Roy's words.

"By contract magic, on this occasion I will not lie to Lord Brave. Would this have reassured you a little?

Cardinal Bataille was nevertheless not offended by Roy's failure to get his hands on food.

"Kuha. I know exactly what it's like to be wary of Jardalk, the Holy Nation.

This is the only place we're going to talk about it, but it looks like military operations are planned in confidence. "

"Is it a military operation? Is that in the Holy Land of Jardalk?

"Uhm."

"Why ambiguous expressions"

"I haven't even heard the details yet."

"I can imitate Cardinal Bataille like that against him - no way. Awesome because the Pope is being moved!?

If the internal affairs, diplomatic and military actions of the Holy Nation Jardalk prevent Cardinal Bataille from trying to know the full story, there are not so many possible reasons. It's easy. Roy anticipated that the power above the Cardinal was moving. That would also show that Cardinal Bataille cannot move in a detour.

"That's right, Lord Brave, I like to guess. We don't have to hit it, but we're not far away. The Pope is involved in this military operation. But it's the Archbishop of Olivier Duraland who's moving in the center."

Cardinal Bataille reveals his emotions and speaks his name with a bitter face.

"I don't know much about that person. Speaking of what you know, you're young enough to hold the priesthood of Archbishop of the Patriarchate."

"Is he young? What do you think? Sometimes you look younger, but you look older than me.

Do you know the number of people currently designated as' seeds of disaster 'in the Holy Nation of Jardalk?

"You don't know. On what basis does the 'seed of disaster' certification that you decide to do in the first place? I hear that some infants were just born with 'Devil's Blessings' in their inherent skills, determined and disposed of as evil"

Now Roy gets emotional. Those disposed of in the Holy Land of Jardalk as' seeds of calamity ', heretics and cults cannot be mentioned.

"I do not intend to ask you any questions here about the justice of the Holy Nation, Jardalk, and the justice of the Brave One himself.

Now, the number of Jerdalk, the Holy Nation, who has certified "The Seeds of Disaster" as dangerous is forty-nine, which is the number that includes everything from people to subpeople, including demons and so on. Twenty-seven are on the lookout, fifteen are on the lookout, four are on the lookout, and one of them alone has the power to destroy the country, or it's not enough to count with both fingers. "

"Wait, we don't have the right number"

"For the remaining three, we should destroy all the forces of the Lehm Union because of the existence of the world."

"The survival of the world is another big story - then what is a military operation in which Cardinal Bataille has not been informed of the details!?

"One of the 'seeds of disaster', Yu Satou, was one of the most important monitored subjects with five (...) But it added speed to its dangerous ideas and forces, and moved from being the most important surveillance object to being the one to destroy.

I am not opposed to military action. It is understandable from the need to take military action solely in the Holy Country of Jardalk, without seeking the cooperation of the Lehm Union, and from the need to respond as soon as possible. But Olivier Duraland has declared that he will capture Yu Sato instead of destroying him!! I just think I'm lost in blood!! I don't see why it makes sense (...) because it destroys the holy kingdom of Jardalk with its weapons!!

Cardinal Bataille, whose emotions soared as he spoke, waves his fist down the table.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm a little relieved to hear it's a capture, not a cheap taking of life. So who's in command of the army?

"It's Barash, vice president of the Order of Saints."

"Is this Lord Barash? It should have been the heart of Cardinal Bataille's belly. Wouldn't it have been nice to ask him for details?"

"I set up a place between me and Barash many times. But I'm just saying I can't give you the details, as if they were also brainwashed. Balash, who has pledged so much loyalty to me... is incredible."

"Are you brainwashing Lord Barash of 'Iron Wall (...)'... if that's true, that's a horrible story"

"Barash isn't the only one. Sometimes it is possible that the Pope is also subjected to spiritual manipulation. Otherwise, there's no way you're giving me permission to carry out such a massive military operation without consulting me."

"Is it possible to deal with the Pope, a former Virgin, with spiritual manipulation, etc?

"I know more about the power of the Pope than anyone else. But there are things that can't be explained otherwise.

Now is the time to act as a brave man, for which I will spare no cooperation. Fortunately, it still takes some time for the Holy Knights, led by Barash, to mount a military operation. But not so much time left for us. Go immediately to the city of Kammer, faster than the holy kingdom of Jardalk, and do not destroy Yu Satou "

Before the hot-bearing Cardinal Bataille, Roy is a figurative face with his right hand on his forehead.

"Okay."

"Ooh...... Huh! So..."

"I'll see Yu Satou"

"What are you talking about?

"I would like to meet and talk to Cardinal Bataille to determine if it is evil that should be destroyed, as he says."

"The survival of the world depends. Are you unwilling to fulfill your duty as a brave man?"

With a disappointed face, Cardinal Bataille stares at Roy.

"I don't care what they say, it doesn't change my mind. And I was listening to Cardinal Bataille, and I was wondering."

"What... I'm not lying"

"You can deceive me without telling me a lie. Wasn't this military operation really underway with Cardinal Bataille at its centre? Or I was thinking of waking you up. It's also assuming you destroy Yu Sato, not tie him up."

Cardinal Bataille never answered Roy's inquiry, and his eyes behind his old, drooping eyelids darkened and sharpened.

"After defeating the Demon King of Disaster, I wasn't continuing my wandering journey without meaning. Why did the 'Demon King of Disaster' manifest itself in the small rural pandora of the free state of Harmeln? That didn't happen naturally, but artificially - I suspect there was some national-scale thought, too."

It looked like Roy was making a monologue because Cardinal Bataille would not answer anything.

"I hear that during the Third Holy Demon War, there were many more followers of Irigamism. Is it something that makes people want to cling to God when they encounter difficulties they can't resist?"

Even as Roy smiles, Cardinal Bataille remains with his mouth tied to a single letter with a rugged face.

"Is it evidence that it has come to peace? These days, more believers believe in the goddess of water, Sara Ana, and the temperate god of wind, Eudora, than in radical teachings that refer to other races as subhuman."

Now Cardinal Bataille is the eyes of all those who shoot Roy.

"You can't answer anything."

"All I can say is, for the sake of the world, for the peace of the people, do the duty of the brave"

"Is it for the peace of the people (...) even here? Even if Cardinal Bataille doesn't tell you, I will do my duty as a brave man."

After that, Roy walks out the back door of the whorehouse after finishing a secret conversation and stays cluttered. I don't think I needed to piss Cardinal Bataille off over there, Roy, but I still couldn't keep my mouth shut.

(Doesn't seem to be doing anything)

He was so lightly released that he clapped it out, that he was about to loosen his mind, Roy, but he quickly pulls his mind together.

(This is my sweet spot. The opponent is Jardalk, at least you can't be caught off guard until you enter the neighbouring country)

Roy, whose holy kingdom Jardalk knows how obsessive the followers of Irigamism are, is flattered by his sweetness. With so many pedestrians, it's hard for me to notice if my hands are misaligned and tailed.

"What a surprise."

Walking in the hustle and bustle thinking about which route to take to the city Cummer, Roy inadvertently reacts to that voice and stops on his feet. Even though I'm not sure they said it to me.

"No, you can't. Even in other countries, I can't believe Pandora's brave men are coming out of the whorehouse."

Turning his gaze toward his voice, the man with the purple embroidery on his white robe - Olivier Duraland - stood behind the wall of the building.

"I'm the one who surprised you. I can't believe I'm meeting the Archbishop of the Patriarchate in a place like this."

"Oh? This should be the first time we've actually met."

"I think it's better to wear a robe that stands out in jardalk and don't know"

Roy finds himself uncomfortable. Even if the people around you don't know their faces, despite the presence of the archbishop of the Illigamic Patriarchate, nobody in the passersby notices them and goes bare. This is as if no one is aware of Olivier's existence.

"Did you enjoy your chat with Cardinal Bataille? Oh, you don't have to answer that. It's about him anyway, he's bound by contract magic."

In contrast to Olivier, who talks to me intimately, Roy couldn't hide his upset. In the first place, Roy is not good at these schemes, pranksters, etc. I don't even know why Olivier is here. Or did you originally go through with Cardinal Bataille? The more I try to calm my confused head, the brighter I get in my head.

"Something seems to be misunderstood, but me and Cardinal Bataille are not passing through. Somehow, they're unilaterally hostile to me."

"You want me to believe that?

"Terrible. Believe it or not is the thinnest word."

"Even if the Archbishop of the Illigamic Patriarchate may say such a thing"

With a light-hearted slap, Roy makes sure he is not enchanted or bewitched by his seductive skills or abnormal state magic. As Cardinal Bataille said earlier, be wary that Olivier may be able to use mental manipulations such as charm and temptation. Most importantly, the very act of confirmation would hardly make sense if it were truly subject to mental manipulation.

"You don't have to be so vigilant. I am your understanding."

"What do you know about me?"

"I get it. Perhaps I understand you better than you do. on the pressures, tribulations, and justice of Roy Buom as a brave man."

Many passers-by still pass near Roy, but they still showed no interest in Olivier. To calm his early heartbeat, Roy touches the steel gauntlet with his right hand. This is how you can calm your wonders and feelings when you have long been in a strong enemy or desperate situation.

"Don't you want to know the truth? How much did you accomplish after nearly a decade of wandering around destroying The Demon King of Disaster? What did the countries you visited do to you? You've been used well anyway."

"That's not... nah"

"What did the royals and nobles of all nations say about the manifestation of the 'Demon King of Disaster' that occurred in your home town of Pandora? With that said, I wonder if my thoughts, if it's possible that stating words like that to you that you don't even know much about, and asking you to help me before then, have solved the troubled problem, and I've been torturing you, a brave man, like a handy tool?

"All... the country isn't"

Roy himself remembers. Nevertheless, we could not overlook people with troubled countries.

"You should meet Yu Satou. That boy is a victim (...) in a different way than you. And they'll answer your questions."

"Not you... you think Yu Satou will tell me the truth?

"I don't mind, but then you wouldn't be convinced either, would you? But meeting with Satou won't be a good way to discuss it."

"How can that be"

"He's a pretty mind-wrenching boy, the exact opposite of you. You seem to think that whoever you ask sincerely will make sense at the end of the day. Hmmm, what can I say...... Simply put, it's incompatible"

"Still, I won't give up."

"Ha. Well, you should try your best. If that doesn't work, I want to know where Stella's body is."

"Who is Stella?

"For Sato here, he's like a substitute for a parent who was forgiving only one heart. Well, I was sending him in to keep an eye on Sato."

"Oh, my God... Huh! Do you have no reason to be human?"

Unexpectedly Roy grips his fist hard.

"It wasn't my decision, I used it. The important thing is that Stella's body, which is important to its satu, was dug up from the grave by someone and taken away. As a satow, you want Stella's body back."

"Like using a deceased like that to lie to me, too?

"I'll leave it up to you to take advantage of Stella. If we can talk about it without anything, there's nothing wrong with it. However, even if Satou agrees to the discussion, those who are not good enough for you and Satou, the brave ones, to discuss it, will get in the way. Various nations and organizations, large and small, are now monitoring or targeting Sato. And those around Satou will most likely not feel comfortable getting in touch with you, the brave one."

"I'm a brave man. Why don't you feel comfortable?

Strangely, Roy stares at Olivier. His eyes looked younger than his age in such a way that he could not understand.

"You're a little too pure. Anyway, if we're going to have a discussion with Satoh, we need a place where no one can interrupt us.

Do you know the Buerko Basin? It is a basin in a small country called Zimba, northwest of Tenkasi, the king capital of the Kingdom of Oudon, where there is a temple dedicated to the gods. The Kingdom of Zimbabwe is part of the Kingdom of Oudon, but it is a country that is far away and is not interfered with by countries because of its low value for use. There you will be able to talk to Satou without anyone interrupting you. Let's talk about the Kingdom of Zimbabwe in advance from me. "

"Thank you from what to what"

Why do we need to get to such a remote place? Roy doesn't come up with such obvious questions. Besides, Roy is something important - never noticed that something important that you shouldn't forget was missing from your memory.

"I wish you every success."

Olivier shrugged at Roy's back as he vanished into clutter.