"I want Ortus to run the tournament. I've heard that Ortus has held martial arts competitions alone before, so think I know more about preparation and staging than any other guild. '
First, Mr. Mara told him what he wanted Ortus to do. Up to this point, it's just like any other guild.
"You can also like the way you fight, the format, and the winning product. Of course, let me confirm. '
"Hmm, that's easy to decide and helpful."
'That's weak, isn't it...'
If you want to decide with the other guilds, you have to meet, and it's a lot of hassle, isn't it? The meeting for an opinion is also slow. I don't have a problem with the written exchange if I just confirm that point. Except if you disagree.
I'm sure that helps, but that's only because of the premise that I'm in favor of fighting competitions. This one is still waiting for the terms to agree, so it does lack a decision-maker, doesn't it?
'Of course I know. So I'm going to give you a different approach. "
Another direction? I accidentally glanced at Ronnie nearby for an unexpected word. Everyone on this scene is also waiting in arms to continue the conversation.
'Though it changes the story a lot. Something's going on right now. "
"Trouble with something else? What does that have to do with... '
"In the high elf town, I'm rubbing it. Meg said she should go back home."
"Huh!?
Hey, me? I can't keep my head on the stream of stories I don't even think about. As he was pocan, Mr. Gill held him softly over his shoulder.
'Oh, I don't want you to get me wrong, but Shell's not involved in this. That kid is no longer losing interest. But as a sheik, I'm not even thinking about solving this rub... I'm totally setting aside.'
Shell is my grandfather, Shermelhorn. Oh, well, it's not like that guy said something again, it's that he has that opinion among all the other high elves in town. No, no, now why would you do that?
'The trouble is that they're totally saying it in good faith, right? Because of Meg's current condition, he said he should be cured in the town of High Elves.... you know what this means?
"... healing, huh? I see. '
Rehabilitation......? Mine? What do you mean? If I think so and look up at Mr. Gill's face, I'm kind of anxious because he's staring at Shadowbird with a tough eye. Your father seems to be guessing something, and Mr. Gill says it's like this? If you look around, they all look just as difficult. Am I the only one who doesn't know? Yeah, Ronnie's leaning his neck, too, so it doesn't seem like I'm the only one.
"Me, is something wrong...?
But I still care. Because it's about me. That's why I asked him if he was a sign of anxiety or a small voice. Still, it seemed like they heard it all over the room because everyone was silent.
"Meg......"
Looks like he just realized I was staring, and Mr. Gill lowered his brow butt like he was in trouble. Is that hard to say? It's about rehab, so I thought it was bad somewhere, and now I turn my attention to Dr. Rudd, who would be an expert. Dr. Rudd smiled and approached me as troubled as he looked at me.
"You'd be worried if I asked you that. Sorry, didn't seem to think enough of it. Gil, tell him over there. Meg's listening too."
"... ok"
To reassure you, Dr. Rudd strokes my head with a soft smile... but it actually inadvertently reassures me, but it doesn't. Because I want to know. I put up with Dr. Rudd all the time, putting up with him.
"... will you be deluded?"
"Of course."
The cheeks swelled in protest to Dr. Rudd, who laughs softly. Pukku's swollen cheeks were poked with his fingers, and a dumb noise appeared, Puhhu. Terrible.
"I'll explain it right. I'm just in the middle of a meeting right now. I'll see you later, okay?
"Ugh, really, it tells me...?
"Of course."
Dr. Rudd doesn't lie. Dr. Rudd's offer made Mr. Gill and others say something. He looked like he did, but he never pinched his mouth. I guess I trust Dr. Rudd's decision. Then I'm going to believe it, too. I shook my head vertically.
"What? Is Meg listening? Damn it. So, Marla, be careful what you say. '
'Meg... I'm sorry. Though I didn't know, I was insensitive.'
I'm concerned. I'm worried about you, but I'm patient now. I'm already your sister. I am. Uzz.
'Anyway, that's what my people are saying about Meg. I think I have a point about that, too. Though, of course, we intend to hear the views of the parties and parents'
'Ha, shit. Always overprotective. "
"Mutual."
I think you're all together to be overprotective. I agree with Mr Mara on that point. I don't know the details, but there's some anxiety element in me right now, and it seems like it would be a good idea to go to the high elf home to ease that, too. Probably because I like the environment there. It's a maintenance area to see, the air and magic are clear.
"But then... what is it about Meg going alone?"
Your father shrugged disgustingly. Yeah, right? Basically, the township of High Elves does not accept anything other than fellow countrymen. It's not the same story we had when we got on board before. I guess if it's for therapeutic purposes, you'll be living for a while, and if you're coming to see me for a bit, it's still hard to stay for a while.
By the way, there's a good reason for this. It's just not that the high elves don't like other races. That space is only inhabited by high elves, which is why it maintains clean air and magic. That other species would just come there, and that balance would fall apart.
In fact, after we all went to town before, I heard later that it had been a mess for a few decades. I'm sorry about something...... so I can't help it all. Because even we don't want to lose a precious sacred place.
'Negotiate there. If you'll help me with this, I'll make sure Meg's companions can stay in the High Elves' town. '
"Oh, can you do that?
'There's a way to do it. If you had the power of a high elf, right?
Wait, wait, wait. So that's the deal with Ortus? That's my problem, isn't it? That's just how Ortus works......!
"I agree."
"You should take it."
"If it's for Meg, it's instant."
"That's no problem."
Mr Gill, Mr Saura, Mr Kaye and even Mr Shrier ran out of words in the face. Huh? Huh? When I think about it and look around, the others are nodding yeah. Yep...?
"No more, exchange terms, I think I've put it out"
"Ronnie."
Not to mention Ronnie next door nodding as impressed as well. Something's wrong, something's wrong.
"I wonder if they'll explain how they'll take care of me around here?
'Course you do. Explain it until you're convinced, and you're not the only one who can teach me how to do it. "
"I rode. Let's take it on. '
Not fast!? Wouldn't it be a quick decision!? The applause is rolling in the visitors' room as I flaunt. Am I the only one who thinks it's strange? General common sense, come back......!
"... Ortus, are you guys there?"
"So far so obvious, the opposite is clear."
I was there, general common sense. It is me who is somehow horrified to hear the bewildered voice of Mr. Diega, head of Anuras, and Shezario, head of Sterla.
"Then, at the end of the day, the people of Castle Demon King!
"Don't worry."
I got a story with Ortus, and he just makes a sound like Mr. Mara stuck out. It was probably Mr. Kron who responded immediately to that. There is no doubt about this pale, sober voice color. I wonder what that means?
"I wonder what that means?
"We, from Demon King's Castle, will only benefit if we participate in combat competitions. Master Zahariash has told us that it is good to hold it, that is all. Besides, if you ask me, the cause of the damage to Sainsray is on Master Zahariash. There's no way I can't help you. '
Is that all right, Father? Isn't that more appropriate than Ortus in a way? Well, it's true that the damage was caused by the Demon King's power going wild, but you've been deciding before you heard that story, that.
'But that's exactly what I'm sorry about. The damage was devastating, something that Seinslei also deserved. Why don't you just listen to the terms we've prepared for you for a moment? "
I'm glad Mr. Mara is a common sense man. When he exhales, Ronnie opens his mouth next door.
"The Demon Nation is the supremacy of the Demon King, so. I have heard that I do not have much doubt in obeying the Demon King's decision."
"That's right...... Mr. Kron does have a little something like that, maybe"
But Gil, who was listening to our conversation, came into the conversation from the side.
"Kron is a pretty good guy. If the Demon King makes a mistake, don't make a mistake."
"Really?
"I can also say that's the kind of candidate I am. Otherwise, the Demon King would be in trouble, wouldn't he?
"Ah..."
When I went to Demon King Castle, I remembered when I was surrounded by children's gardens. Everyone was kind and favored, but it wasn't an atmosphere where we could just be seen with respect and be friends, was it? Agreed to say nothing like that! If they keep saying it like that, it might be a little... tedious. Oh, well, Mr. Kron is really rooting for his father.
"Oh, well, I'll hear that."
There, I heard Richter. Oh, you had the right man! Richt is not a demon, and I think he can ask properly. Is that why these two came to the meeting?... No, no, I was convinced, but then the companion shouldn't have had to be Mr. Kron. After all, it would be my father's plan. Now should be the time to care about the content of the meeting, but it was me who felt more comfortable with the two people on the road. Because! You care!?