Vanguard of the Eternal Night

Once inside the proposed subdivision, a wooden desk and a wooden chair can be found on one side of the white wall, just like the passageway I've been walking through.

I knew it felt like quality.

"I'm late for my offer. My name is Ange, and I am the Witch's exclusive escort leader."

When I entered the club and closed the door, the guard in charge of the project suddenly came out of the name.

Everyone, including me, is being taken aback.

"Exclusive escort?

I'll go back to the guard named Angel.

"Yes, I am protecting the witch and telling her a story all over herself. I took today's restraint yesterday, and it's under my command."

I see.

If you tell a story about yourself, you must be a woman, and a witch must be clean, or a guard can't put a man anywhere near you.

I thought women guards were rare, but if you're not a guard, you can handle witch guards.

"So why the exclusive escort?

Ask Soft Roy Angel.

That's right.

Normally, I don't know what it means to come into contact with the country through an exclusive escort.

"That's... hear it directly from the witch's mouth. I don't know what to say."

Mm-hmm. It's a joke.

Well, then I guess so.

Not to mention the self-righteous Lord's substitute for a dedicated guardian like Belabella.

"Minutes. Then you can stay."

"... thank you. The witch thinks it's time to go back, but have a good time."

Instead of Roy, I answered and stayed with the witch.

Perhaps as long as you look at the other way around, you can still disagree.

In the meantime, we decided to sit in our chairs.