The strong wind that had been blowing for hours recently stopped.
The window frames that were giddy, the sounds of doors, the roaring wind-cut sounds of trees suddenly stopped, and the silence was coming. It will be fortunate for the inhabitants who get muddy and warm in the room and fall asleep.
But while caring for Camilla, who seemed ill, for the Galahads going through the night forest, its silence, which it had not visited in a long time, felt as if the insects or small animals were lurking their breath in fear of the predators, which spookily fuelled anxiety.
"Damn! I didn't know they were holding the temple back."
"It would just be harassment, for that one, it's just a effort to speak up or write a single paperwork. We'll cross the border now, we'll be able to use both horseback and transfer stones, it'll be easier."
"When this happened, he was set up, too. I'm an idiot."
Go the old, abandoned road. Street stones were stripped off a long time ago, and mountain roads are just slightly better than beast roads. Hardly any remaining stone is also pushed up against the roots of the trees, shrugging the feet of those who pass by.
The power of the great wizard that existed since the days of the first kings, which Galahad called that one, went to every corner of the country and felt reliable when he believed and did not doubt, was now felt in the eyes of abominable surveillance.
"I had no choice then, no one would think that that leaned (...) better"
Though it would be useless to say it, the Eagle tells him that Galahad has no choice but to start blaming himself. I think it's futile, because Eagle can't forgive himself again for acting the same way Galahad did then. I just didn't want to see much of this guy blaming himself, like he's always laughing, even in a predicament.
"That's when I believed him and joined him."
Now there's no white consolation in Eagle's throat either.
"Stop it. Everyone believed that one back then."
Galahad, who can't blame himself enough for Camilla's words about how she seems to suffer, also shuts up. The impudence and regret that swirls in my chest in silence do not disappear.
That guy is gone.
I logged in and slipped into the evening hours of "The Other World (This Way)," so Lapis and Noel greeted me at the grocery store and hugged me from left to right. I stroke Lapis, who rubs his forehead gritty as he booms his tail, and Noel, who reluctantly leans forward with a patty and shaky tail, his hair, which is feeling much better.
The beast man recovers fast, no more shadows when he was starving and galloping. When the cheeks that were cocky regained their childish plumpness, they both had promising beauty shapes in the future. Loricon, Shotacon, Shotacon. Misunderstandings are going to spread, but my kid is cute, and this would be great if my tail was mopped.
This is a person, this is a person, not an animal, this is a person, and I cast a spell in my heart. Harder than the Verse trials. I'm not just a chemist, just in case!
When in my heart I am fighting against desire, Cal says that a guest is coming. When I stop stroking my hand, the two of them go away with regret. I couldn't think of a situation where Cal or Leno would let guests through, but who?
Open the door where Leno leads from the lounge to just a small room named the trading room.
"Why are you here?
I was embarrassed to see who was inside.
"Hey, ha-ha-ha"
There he was, Cardinal Kyle, speaking with no expression and no discouragement as usual. Ha-ha-ha, it seems to be read out as "ha-ha-ha," as it is without discouragement. I don't want you to come to the grocery store with the top of the temple.
"I'm sorry, because if you wait outside, it was going to be a noise of rejection"
"Oh, thank you"
I wonder what it is. Is this how I feel about holding the temples? I've never made a gesture like that in the real world. I'm going to apologize. Tell Cal to thank me and turn back to Kyle.
"Hey, Rengaard, I need to talk to you. Will you refrain from anything else?
"No, Lapis is with the Lord"
"Are you going to tell the Lord stories that I can't let you hear?
Lapis, who answers the request to leave under Kyle, and Noel, who asks with a smile. Mr. Noel, why are you being rude to me when I'm looking after you in the temple?
"Rengaard, I just want to talk a little bit about your" black, "" hard, "and" fine stuff. "
"What?"
Leno retrieved your two children and pushed me into the small room, closing the door vigorously while Kyle stopped thinking about the three words he had said with no expression. Words that come out of right-faced intelligent glasses are quite destructive.
Oh, wait, Ekaterina ripped [In-room surgery] off!? No, no, no? Me, I don't know what to say myself, but why are you muzzled? It's a hurdle expensive for both of us to talk about such a topic!! Huh? Who am I supposed to ask for help here? Who is the right man!? No, I never took my pants off in this world before, but I took the liberty of people's things...
"About his dragon in your possession."
"Bahamut..."
On purpose? On purpose, right?!? What the hell, this guy, that's Ekaterina's boss. Hey!
I wonder why this man says something abrupt when he's faceless, while sighing and sitting across the street. That is the level of man to be entrusted by Val.
"Oh, it's still Bahamut, I'm glad it's like illusion. Regardless of the white beast, I wasn't expecting him to keep it under his wing until his dragon. It's like the upper levels of Faggat hived."
"Oh, that one"
That's fast information. Was it then possibly a hook to confirm that it was Bahamut?
"I will disclose any of it, but it is a decision that it is not too early to make public that the seal of the beast is loose and untied. They say Faggat will converge things as a result of the mighty 'illusion'. I don't know how, but the evidence was perfect."
Did you put the stage back?
"Shouldn't you have disclosed it and be prepared for the other beasts?
White and Bahamut are quiet (?) so no problem, but not necessarily by other beasts. In fact, the story of the beast has a rather egregious portrayal of dominating, eating, burning nations, competing neighbors with each other. Even if it's exaggerated, it just applies half the time and it's out.
"To the people, is. Since before you showed up, both the country and the temple have moved that noticed the loosening of the seal of the beast. It's just that we were planning to take the fast-growing Gentiles adventurers, who are overwhelmingly underpowered, and make sure they had the strength to fight Reid, before letting them know. It is dangerous to tell the vast majority of the powerless only the presence of mighty enemies, with no power or way to confront them."
"Is it that important?
"Of course it matters."
Uh, yeah? Sure, if they told me to decide between Bahamut and the female male, I might cry in the Reid fight.
"Countries that used to only try to embrace their own people with certain qualities are beginning to embrace promising Gentiles. It's not just the country, it's the temple, it's the guilds."
"Oh, don't even listen to the clerk."
Speaking of which, the clan is an adventurer's guild, but I didn't decide on my personal affiliation.
"That's why I'm soliciting. You believe in God, Jimaska?
"Why a word!?
So, who doesn't believe in this world?!? Even though I'm actually there!! Oh, apart from believing in existence and believing in guidance.
"I believe in existence, but I don't have faith."
Having faith is difficult with mappy images of annoying gods, pants, pants, etc.
"You just have to belong. The solicitation will come from all over the place. Some hands belong on the other side because they favor you over Faggat for some reason, but in that case there may be wind performances asking Faggat to take over the fact that he" belongs in the country, "or invitations to State-sponsored nightclubs coming like avalanches, or listening externally to orders from the state."
"Night club..."
If it's a crusade request, it's a night club anyway, right? Don't be impotent, it stinks just to ask. And the cranhouse is scheduled for Faggat's island, in which case it will be free?
"Well, even if the upper echelons are favorable, nobility, the people and the country are a lot of hassle, so you won't have a choice. This temple is fine, it's my one man."
Which is a bad temple or a good one!? A good temple because I've never heard bad things about the temple in Fast, is it?
"I'm a magic swordsman, and I don't think the shards are caught in the temple."
"Temple Knight, Temple Fighter, Pharmacist with Temple, We are looking for praise from all kinds of talents"
……
Even if they praised me without expressionless discouragement and without getting my hair in between......
"I promise you the Temple of Fast will not bind you in any way. It doesn't come under me, it just pretends to be the wind that belongs to the temple in your favor. Fortunately, because the Faggat country is in your favor, it is likely to roll well with a first-name affiliation only. If you do poorly, I want you to have a level of awareness that it is not strange for a crusade order to come out of the country against you. As it is, your freedom will be compromised. Val, the god of wind, doesn't want it."
Ugh. I thought I was just going to pants and I had an unexpected hole, I guess I had no choice.
"Are you a trustee? Why do you obey the trust?
"It's like asking why I became a cleric."
"I'm gonna do what I always wanted to do, okay? Actively crusading the beast."
"I don't mind. If you find it annoying to belong to the temple, you can come out."
Well, if it's the same as before, I eventually admitted it.
Kyle's interaction with Xiaoxia is tiring but interesting. What a strange thing to do that is interesting but not alarming and convenient for me to not be alarmed.
"Sorry, you kept me waiting a long time. Let's make it dinner."
Kyle said he was going to eat too, so Lapis Noel and I decided to send him on a transfer today instead of a carriage. Kyle can also use 'metastasis'.
Fried zucchini flowers stuffed with potatoes, cheese and bacon. You can fry the hives and onions and stir them together with Parmigiano cheese and bread flour and cook them. It is only freshly picked because it can't be soggy, but it is crisp and delicious to fry with clothes that just melted the flour without adding anything. Unlike the Zucchini body, flower life is literally short, I want to enjoy the season. Well, if you throw it in your luggage, it won't degrade, so I'm in the mood.
The proper meat was charcoal-baked with several kinds of salt and pepper and claimed to be Zivier-style. Although it is usually meat when I say jivier in this world because it is not in the pack and distributed in a supermarket like in the real world.
Salad, bucket and rusty vegetable soup mixed with chopped blue papaya. Purple mulberry fruit jam and yogurt ice cream dark enough to look black.
Even though there was no need for fried food, I fried that one and this one, but if I gently tapped the hand that made me pucker from the fried side and it was under Kyle's skin, how should I react? Kyle just wanted to be a part of it, but the two main culprits rushed to shove the evidence property (from) into their mouths, smothered with hot gravy or meat fat, and apprentice Lapis and Noel, who read the book and waited very long.
"Don't be such an adult," I just want to say to Lapis and Noel, "regardless of Leno, who is out of the provisions of the world, one or the Cardinal at the top of the Temple, one or a brave personable man with the alias' Knight of the Lake '. I don't think I can help feeling a little wrong in the world.