Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Alirai Country, Zarish Mansion, 17.00 p.m. -.

The sky was covered in clouds as thick as the rainy season.

Out of the way, this thunderous mansion belongs to Zarish, who is even called the Brave Candidate.

In this world, nations give higher returns by contributing by force. In this sense, it had a larger premises than anyone else in the Lord (Master).

He walks alone through a wide hallway and somewhere that gait looks frustrating. Carve a single wrinkle between your eyebrows and let your irritating emotions seep in and walk. Beautiful women pushed by the atmosphere - beauties called gems (collections) don't try to get too close.

He made contact with the two women he was after last night. The opponent is the rarest dragon man in the world, and a semi fairy elf with rare (keg) talent.

Dispose of the boy in the way, and Dark Elves, an old gem (collection), with this hand, and put what you wanted in your hand...... should have been.

"Damn, what the hell was that...!

Slightly beat the wall to the point of irritation.

The crack to the wall spreads to one side like a spider's nest, and the woman's screams echo from a distance.

Last night, the dragon man grinned as if he were a fool, and pointed behind Zarish. Looking back, the body of the boy and the dark elf, and even the blood that was splashing, had disappeared like a pneumonia, frozen to that strange sight.

If you notice, even two of the targets disappear, later on a quiet night, and only his men, whose faces are turned blue, are left behind. Later I heard they saw it with their eyes. Ugh, and look like a dark elf with a boy who disappears like a joke.

I haven't seen a boy or a dark elf since.

However, the mansion is wrapped in the moisture characteristic of the rainy season.

The mansion, which was supposed to be gorgeous, left some dark atmosphere there.

On the way down the hallway, Zarish, who was in wonder, stops that leg.

Those who run the mansion were talking in a small voice. Peeping softly into the dim little room from the hallway, there were gems (collections) dressed in servants' clothes.

"There's a disgusting crow in the garden..."

"No, it sounds like a curse. I've been watching something since yesterday."

It sounds stupid, he thinks.

What the hell are you afraid of when you say you are an elite group that has buried countless dead people, such as curses and gazes?

Turning to the window in the hallway, the patchy and sandy rain grains began to descend.

Usually it's about the rain of grace and joy, but I wipe my neck with my hands without feeling uncomfortable making my skin stick.

This rainy season will last for a while.

Za, za, and a few rain grains flowed through the window, and he looked up at it as he was writing a letter.

A room with lots of this glass can enjoy the bright sun as it should be. The windows were planted with trees, which should have allowed for a comfortable time during the leaking days. But now it is easy on the high humidity.

-Concon.

And, the sound of a hard knock sounds in the office, prompting the man to enter Eagle Deep.

It was one woman dressed in maid clothes who showed up.

"As Master Zarish read, interrogation of the rebels seems to be difficult to navigate"

"Well, if you confess, you're under the spell of spreading a curse around you and yourself. That way I can trouble the prisoner... well, there's no way that Grandpa won't notice"

Nevertheless, the captive rebels do not have much information with them either.

Less than half of the total were captured, simply for reward, or those who called in for revenge. A neighboring country called the Land of Demons, Gedover State is preparing its next hand to inhibit the search for the Labyrinth.

By "that grandfather" he said earlier, I mean Aja, the Enchantress. Zarish received his investment, which led him to grow to this point. But there's nothing more to gain in this country.

All I have to do is wait for the time to fill up...... but there is a black thing spreading all over the back of my chest.

"What is it, Master Zarish?

"Nothing. Come here."

A polite courtesy, a servant and a gem (collection), she is slowly held in his arms. Rich bodies are comfortable to hold, and twists, tongues and tongues intertwine.

He likes to be forced to screw around. When she opens her mouth thoughtfully and makes her look sloppy...... her body gets hot. It would be due to shame.

Rainy and humid, it seems to snuggle around the skin.

But if you're dealing with beautiful women, you can even enjoy the humidity. As such, I think as I hug my trembling body.

A year ago, she got it for tons of money.

It was such a house that it could not maintain a splendid mansion and cling raw only to its pride as a nobleman.

He once said he boasted a bright garden tip, and force.

Oh, no.

It was Zarish who caused that force to be lost, and the knightly daughter of the Black Rose, on this street, is now as adorable as a trembling lamb.

Yes, he's just one brave candidate in the world.

There's nothing I can't get, and I keep walking in great times than anyone else.

At that time, the two embraces only weaken a little.

They were beginning to have heat, but they turned to each other's windows, staring at the patterned and swinging curtains.

"Oh, the window... It's gonna rain, so I'm gonna close it."

"I don't remember opening it..."

No, don't you think that's strange?

Where would anyone open a window in the middle of the rain? and so on, he thinks.

- You finally got your hands on it. To that phantom.

He remembers what he said last night, even though it was a sweet affair.

That's a word from a dragon man with dark hair.

Ever since then..., I can't stop remembering the boy's eyes looking at me.

He was a weird guy if you think about it. I'm not scared to death even when I'm about to breathe, and my lifeless eyes seem to be even now in the wind I've been observing this one.

Is it strangely left on your chest because of the expression you haven't seen much of?

Or because of the neglected disappearance of the body to remain?

"Master Zarish?

Soon the window was closed and she looked up wonderfully, a maid and gem (collection). My eyes seem to complain, "Won't you continue earlier?"

There is no curse. There is no way.

But he stares. the floor falling through closed windows, leaving wet footprints.

"... Something's wrong. I need you to detect the entire mansion."

"Huh? Ah, yes. Then you will call Hakua, the people of Hokusai."

She gives a little surprise and leaves the room behind.

His words, which are his master, are absolute and not as intermittent as pinching dissent. She's a pawn, and he's a manipulator.

More than that, why were the windows open?

No, someone came inside?

I really feel sick that foreign bodies are getting inside my skin. If you try to unlock it, you make a noise.

I move the window keys giddy to try, thinking, etc.

I bought this mansion four years ago.

Buried in a trap to the clan to get a daughter with the title of knight of the Black Rose. I noticed that the Black Rose Knight - she was the only one earlier.

The ring has the effect of making you swear allegiance to your husband. It was a horrible first skill [you're mine (engagement)] to take away not only that but even part of the level.

His acquired skills are extremely rare (keg) to embody in the ring.

That allowed him to climb this far.

Shit, and touch the ring.

As long as I'm putting this on, he won't lose. From whomever, from every man.

Grrr!

He answered me with a loud voice.

The black one that descended to the other side of the window shook his face to the left and right with a cook, and turned his eyes like beads towards this way again.

Ahhhhhh!

I don't like it.

Black bird so close...... to see a crow living in the desert. The bird, who was always offering leftovers, echoed again without fright.

"What the hell is this guy? Just go away."

A frustrating slap on the windowsill caused the black thing to fall off the top of the window with the dosadosa. Two crows the exact same size.

The unnaturalness of the current sight makes me remember just a little skin bubbling.

This windowsill is cloudy and doesn't give a good view of the other side even with the finest quality. Still glancing, the garden looks discolored black......

"Even though it rained, was it such a black garden...?

While hesitating, slowly open the key.

Then let's get rid of the disgusting crows and see what's going on around them.

If I let my men finish checking out the mansion, I'll eat, enjoy the meal and booze flashly to blow off the bad signs, and go to bed with the beauty.

The ladies' whispers floated behind his head, and when it was good, he was alone.

Remove the key to one smell and open the window.

The rain storm broke in and the curtains swelled.

But still, often Zarish loses his word.

There were a lot of black lumps under the window and at the end of the garden, staring at this one.

Gooooooooo! Ahhh!

My spine shivers at the sickness. It's just a bird, but it's the first sight I've seen in my life. Such a large number of crows, etc.

No, only the others are frightened. Mistakes are not about being a brave candidate.

That's what I thought, and when I turned my heel back, I decided to get the stick in the room. I remembered that if I pushed it away, I would walk out the door leading to the terrace.

What, if you crush a few, you'll disappear somewhere on your own.

Slowly walking through the garden, sissy intimidating and wielding the stick, the crows flee. My chest was just a little soothed thanks to it.

Well, they run a little bit through the garden.

He followed after without worrying about the rain coming down, and as he turned around the corner of the building, the large garden widened.

The massive crow covering the lawn is still disgusting.

But in the center of their gathering, there was something strange.

A presence that stood up vibrantly, sneered, and wet her bright black hair in the rain.

"Ohhh...!

If you noticed, the stick was cobbling. They let it go at some point, Katarn! My shoulders tremble at the tall sound of it, and the unpleasant sweat flows through my spine.

I just can't breathe.

The humidity of the rainy season, coupled with the depressing atmosphere that I don't think is my garden, is like an abandoned mansion.

That weird thing is certainly in front of me. He stretches his arms out to the ground, and his nagging little presence continues to bruise the rain.

That's when Zarish realized there was. That creepy, standing presence... I was wondering if he'd seen it recently.

"No way, is that the kid from last night? Then it's your prank!

Cut blood up his head, picking up an earlier stick and then walking over to the boy. We're surrounded by black crows, but if we crush the culprit, he'll be gone on his own. Knock him over and over the shoulder and back and let him not stand on his ankles first.

and so on and walk on the lawn shaking his shoulders in fierce anger.

The rain you bruise and shake is sandy and uncomfortable, but I'm sorry if I didn't hear that kid scream.

The nagging boy had only slightly shown his mouth, his lips distorted to a dish-like shape.

"Haha, I'll get you! You creepy little shit!

Reach out and catch.

No, as soon as I caught him, the feeling of his fingers being null came out, leaving a nooky look and disappearing into the air......

Ahhh! Ahhhhh!

Aaahhhh!

I felt blood coming out of my whole body at the sight of the crows flying in unison and being melted into the air, surrounded by the ravenous sounds of the crows.

The thunderbolt sounds into the sky, and even the sunset is likely to sink now.

Just one, Zarish, who was standing in the rain, muddled his forehead with a fuzzy, rough breath.

Something is wrong.

I feel like something's different than usual.

Looking back and looking at the mansion, the view looked somewhere cold as a sign of his mood.

He still doesn't realize why.