Atelier Tanaka

The scene is still the house of the Virgin. He sits on the couch in the reception room, over a low table with a seemingly high gold edge, relative to the landlord. Gogol as always beside you. And at the entrance and exit of the room are Pierre and Lorigon, the brave men of the west.

Master Brave, you stand properly, but when you reach the Lorigon, you settle your butt on the floor, agura. Standing elbows around your knees is a fluke. I just killed him, and I can think of an aura that's just complaining. I regret that I can't see my pants.

Beyond this, you won't even need to hide anymore.

"Mr. Rocco, please"

"... ok"

Gogol's hand, who nodded small, moves in response to a request for a soy sauce face. Remove the hood worn on your own head. At the same time, the clothes that covered the body perfectly also take off quickly again. In an instant, it comes from the plain.

"... is your partner a Gogol?

The Virgin who will have an astonishing look.

I told her about Gogol's serious shit like that.

"My wife is just a little special, unlike the regular Gogol tribe"

"Special, is it?

"Yes."

The Virgin who makes you look like you've been thinking about it for a while.

Slightly, the expression was so strong that I could see it beside me.

"... No way"

"Now she's reading your mind. Can you understand that?

"Huh..."

As soon as possible, the Virgin rose above the couch.

Jump over the back with the bah and take more distance than we do.

He's the one who can't reach the spear.

"Are you an old generation Gogol?"

"The boulder is the Virgin, you are in knowledge"

"... because aren't you being read again now?

"As I told you earlier, I'm her husband, so I don't have any problems with how much they read in my mind. I know it's scary, but this suggestion was an important part of our family, and I accompanied my wife."

Not now.

Instead, it reminds me of horse play with vertical rolls. The warm feeling of the hymen felt on my back. The joy of getting your ass slapped right with ease. Congratulations to Gogol for reading all of that and achieving second reverse rape.

Again, times are reverse rape.

Now herbivorous men rise up and rape and other difficulties are high from themselves.

If I could do that, I'd be one of the handsome ones by now.

I'd rather be raped than raped.

Majlispect, the protagonist of mausoleum gay motivated by active rape.

I therefore admire it.

"... not if I admire you"

Ugh, I got wax from Mrs. Brown Lolita on the fast track.

Apparently, it's really dangerous.

Let's just say we want it tight.

"... why? Baron Tanaka."

"It's not a big reason. You just seemed too holy."

…………

Hiraki, the Virgin's gaze turns to the brave men of the west.

That's right.

There's no other doubt about this situation. So I've told you many times not to come with me, but I really mean to come with me, so now I think that the brave man in the west is a big man with a liver balls. That's why you can't make me unhappy.

Here's one, for his sake, which benefited his soy sauce face, and I'm trying my best.

Don't be convinced he's ticked.

In case this one loses the competition, we'll sink together.

"In any case, I felt suspicious. I have a few handouts and I know a good demon tribe. I was uncomfortable with the announcement that he would make and the announcement that the Great Holy Nation would make about the Demon King yesterday."

"Huh..."

I didn't want to use the card if possible, it works great.

The look on the face of the Virgin, who becomes even more rugged.

However, it is also a minor event.

"I see Baron Tanaka's friendship seems very extensive. I think those connections are also one of your attractions. What do you think? If it's the Great Holy Nation, I think it's a luxury that didn't happen in the Penny Empire, right?

Please put the Demons on the shelves and continue soliciting them throughout this period.

Is this the pleasure of getting half the world flickered?

That gall power is more than this one assumes. I just feel like swallowing some inconvenience for the purpose. Feels like I'm dealing with a girl in her mid-teens, but much older than I am. I want Pea, who quickly declared the reverse guillette and chin shabu-shabu, to fry and drink the dirt from his nails.

In the first place, why is he an editor teacher? Why would she want a blonde Lorim Chimchi teacher so much as to serve as a representative of one country? The teacher is an excellent alchemist, but he is still just a civilian. To appear in a global scene, that would also be a cruel and excessive treatment, such as the abduction and imprisonment of the Virgin herself.

I ask this all the time. There is nothing else.

"... why did you grab the editor?

Then the Virgin began to speak in a calm manner.

It's all because of what she did.

"What did she do?

"That elf is now named Editor, etc."

"...?

"She calls her real name Virgin."

It's okay, I knew. I checked it in the status window.

I hate to say it, but people with soy sauce faces and friends, many of them live under pseudonyms. When I think of it again this way, I feel unceasing about asexuality. People will have people's circumstances, but they won't hang up what they don't.

"What's wrong with that?

"She was five generations ago... no, you don't need to be false. Let's stop it."

…………

Shaking her neck small, she turned back to this one.

"To be precise, she became a member of a party led by a previous generation of brave men during the Crusade of the Demon King, a rare archdeacon and a high elf, and that's her past. It seems that now is the time to call yourself an alchemist."

"What is that again..."

Seriously. Isn't a teacher bigger than I imagined?

It is an embarrassing title for a great demon guide or a demon guide nobleman.

But then, with regard to the resurrection of the Demon King, Kimoronge's words would have been right. We cannot but question the way in which the Grand Holy Nation has been announcing and doing things for hundreds of years knowing that fact.

God would have come out of irrelevance in nineteen or eighty-nine.

"Tell me about it. What are you going to do?

"She has committed a great sin,"

"... a felony, is it?

Is there anything else?

The confession this way is enough.

"Shortly after the overthrow of the Demon King, who visited beyond repeated trials, she unleashed magic on her people. The brave men of full creation, who had just defeated their mighty enemies now, were also shot by the murderer, as were other party members who were equally exhausted."

Don't listen to me like that.

Can you do such a big thing to that stunning elf?

"Virgin, the Great Demon Guide, moved to monopolize the handle of the Demon King's defeat. It was the Virgin of the time, who was also acting together as a fellow brave man, who stopped this. There are not many people who know this story because it has not been spoken out of place."

…………

"Well, shall we continue for a little while?"

Cohon, cough small and the Virgin speaks.

"Five generations ago the Virgin says she resisted this without ever succumbing to the rotten heart of the Great Devil's guide Virgin. And the brave man said that the warrior had defeated her, risking his own life as his people fell one after the other."

"From what I've heard before, we never talked about that..."

"That is a fabrication that the Virgin of the time purposefully spreads from her own mouth toward the city well in order to protect the public body of the Great Devil Virgin. The two of them had interactions on the road to defeat the Demon King. I feel sorry for the Virgin at the time, at least for her compassion."

"I see."

If that's true, Virgin, you're such a good person.

"After defeating the Great Devil's guide Virgin, she returned to the Great Holy Nation at the time and said that she honored the people with her achievements and triumphed in grandeur. This honor has been praised by people all over the world and is a great foundation for supporting the great Holy Nation today."

"... you'll learn"

When I hear it this way, it sounds strange because it sounds like it.

It's hard to believe, however, that Dr. Editor is a war criminal.

It's like it's unrealistic.

It's like I can't imagine that blonde Lorimchi teacher betraying her people for status and honor. In one way or another, there is a development today that is betrayed in the earthen field after the teacher rather unilaterally believes it. I've seen similar sights in school cities.

"Did you understand?

Because he's such a teacher, he honestly enjoys his thigh munching.

There is no way a teacher can be the bad guy to punch Busamen for free. Women who sell women cheaply have a high rate of good people. Age equals I have a history of not having a girlfriend, which is why I have a guy named a woman I can believe in.

Now at this moment, believe in your dick and push on.

"Could you read it to my wife again to confirm a series of stories?

"... why?

"'Cause you're not anxious"

It must be the Virgin in front of you who's lying.

You can't be wrong.

For a soy sauce face, the blonde, Dr. Lorim Chimchi, deserves to risk his social life.

…………

"What's wrong? You're not lying to me, are you?

"Huh..."

Probably full of her now.

Still, I bet there's only a few possibilities I could have told you about it. I'm just saying that what I said is authentic history, pretending to be flat. Gogol's reading mind is not complete either. It doesn't exist in my mind at that point. I can't read it until now.

I'm sure they know that.

I will therefore repeat myself.

"My wife won't tell anyone what she read. I promise."

"Doesn't that make sense to read then?

"However, whether she likes you or doesn't like you, I can't get involved with all that either. My wife and the Archdevil's mentor, Virgin, were cordial, and the sense of distance to spend the days is no different from what I am today. You're not going to be able to stay calm."

"Huh..."

At that moment, Picri, the Virgin's brow shivered slightly.

A creature called Busamen is oblivious to favors from others, while being extremely agile about harmfulness. Convenience More than thirty years of forged insight complains. The woman in front of me smells dangerous. He said it was likely the Beauty Bureau.

Something like that, Gogol is the boss when I think about it.

"... perhaps it was the Virgin herself who was in front of me at the time"

"Huh?"

Seriously?

"Seriously."

Seriously.

That means that at the time, when it was publicly described as five generations ago, and indeed as a predecessor, the Virgin was at a brave party about five hundred years ago. I don't know what the reason is, but there will be enough vintage.

She is a beautiful girl in her mid-teens with all the energy she sees. If Gogol is right in his words, he has completely transcended the life expectancy of mankind or something. If she's a high elf teacher, she's still a human frame, as the status window suggests.

What's more urgent is that Gogol broke her promise to herself. He made the heart of the little knowledgeable Virgin speak before the public. Even though I told them beforehand that it would be insulated then.

This must be the crisis of the teacher.

"Knock..."

In response to Gogol shrugging, the Virgin moved.

She's the one standing to shield the couch she's been sitting on. I thought I had suddenly turned my heel back and headed for the wall set up behind it. It is a very stylish reception room wall that is hung like a painting.

There's no way there's anything out there.

If you push forward, hit your body and it hurts.

What a thought, depending on her hand touching it, part of the wall spinning.

Koga's Ninja Mansion is also a startling development. Half a turn vertically, the Virgin's figure could disappear across the wall. Batan, when the loud noise rang, after a few moments, the same wall as before to flip remains ahead of our gaze.

Apparently the same design on the back and side.

"Oh, come on! Where is that elf!?

Lorrigon barked at her hair.

The opposing Gogol responds honestly.

"It's at the end of this revolving door. And the Virgin turned."

"I see."

'Let's go!

Lorrigons flying out on their own initiative.

Following this, the soy sauce face and Gogol, if you realize what else you thought, even the brave men of the west are out. Even as far as a glimpse is concerned, there is an impressive and serious look. I guess there are a few things I think about interacting with the Virgin that I caught a glimpse of this way.

There's no multiplier from here on out.

Our beloved blonde, Dr. Lorim Chimchi, must definitely help.

If you want to scratch a golden thigh, the Grand Holy Kingdom forgives you. Seriously.

"It's a straight wall!

At the end of the rolling out of the wall pan, the walls are scattered in fine wood dust.

Ahead is a hole that leads to a pocky, empty downstairs.

"You still do a good job, Mr. Christina"

It's the beginning of the chase. I'll definitely catch you.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

It's a fight, the fight has begun.

It's also a struggle between Mr. Elf and the brave men of the east.

There are other party members regarding the latter. Assuming you count a maid as one, it's in a one-sided fight: two to five. And the maid isn't strong enough to be put in the head count. It's practically one-on-five.

"Take it easy, you sinner!

The eastern brave man shouted and unleashed his magic.

There are just a few glowing arrows and they fly this way. Will this be avoided by me and Mr. Elf using the corner of the barn, the stone wall as a shield, in danger? A wall that shows as much choking as a fist at the same time as a bullet landing and a black burnt cross section make the maid's spine tremble.

"So, who's the sinner!

To respond, Mr. Elf also unleashed magic again.

Only a few ice columns are born flying towards the brave men of the east. However, in response to the spells cast by those of the party who refrained beside him, the invisible wall, born in the front of the face, dropped its exhaustion to the floor.

By the way, the place hasn't changed, and I think it's underground and I'm in jail.

"Knock..."

"E, Mr. Elf......"

I can see from that look that the current situation is a terribly chopped one.

How can we, who are only citizens of one place, be targeted by the brave? I fully understand why. Because they saw me get out of jail. That and this will have no choice.

Shortly after I was called out at the store, it became a dispute like this.

"It's okay, I'll definitely help. Don't worry."

"No, um... well, if you explain it properly, you might understand..."

"... no, you can't"

"Hey, why not?"

"It was the Virgin who turned these men down on me in ten and eighty-nine years."

"Holy Virgin, is something not good?

…………

When I asked you, Mr. Elf closed his mouth. Could there be any past experience in the Great Sacred Nation that has done something to it? If so, the interaction between the two of you, such as the sinners of this way, is also convincing.

Something like that, even while we're exchanging opinions, the brave men and the party come closer with magic. Slowly, but surely, you are here to hunt down your prey.

"... sorry. Only you will escape safely."

"Yes, no, we've figured out a way to help both of us better than that!

Zdon, the arrow of light hit the wall again.

Me and Mr. Elf are on a run to move the place. Explore numerous rows of cells to escape the impending braves. You'll want to get to the entrance and exit somehow. I think if we even go outside, we'll have a little hope.

The squared floors are lined with cells regularly. There were a total of three thick passages, with two rows of cells bordering the passage on two sides, with the exception of a cell along the wall. It would be to improve the outlook from the entrance and exit side, there is no other kind of passage.

The longitudinal floors thus created go hand in hand with the ceiling wall and are very convenient on the escape side to follow. Thanks to this, and still today, me and Mr. Elf have painstakingly taken their lives.

However, the brave men and the party who realized those intentions took advantage of the profit of the number of people and broke up with the third hand, as well as signs of pinching us in the bin. In the form of five divisions into two, two and one, they began to target us as we fled into the depths.

"... you should."

"Huh?"

There was a grin on Ni and Elf's mouth as they watched the opponent strike out into man-made sea tactics.

Apparently, we won a lot of chances.

"Um, well, how did that..."

Let us ask you about nature and maids.

Then, with that gaze, Mr. Elf pointed to the brave man who had become one. He walks in the middle of three streets and is approaching us. Slowly, but surely, you seem to be shrinking your distance from us.

"People, I guess it's because this magic is weak, it's been insulting me for a long time"

…………

"Break through the central street. I'm sorry, but you have to follow me!

"Ha, ha!

In response to the barking, Mr. Elf ran out.

The maid also runs hard to avoid pulling her legs.

If you go a little further, you will soon reach a distance where you can see the face of the brave man. Is it like a living, uncomfortable situation when you think that other party members are imminent on the other side of it, sandwiched between the left and right in the lattice of a barn?

"Well, did you finally see me from the front?"

"You idiot!

The brave man of the east who gently waves up his sword.

Just up to the front of it, Mr. Elf waves his arm across the side.

Then what happened?

"Uh-oh!?

The eastern brave man screamed and let go of the sword he had just erected. Cancuncaran, make a dry noise, it looks very high. That falls to the floor. On the other hand, the person who dropped it, to say the least, lagged behind as far as it could take distance from the sword.

"The holy sword I received from the Virgin! What's going on?

"The brave of our time is no big deal!

As with this and the time, Mr. Elf waved his arm again.

It's the magic of the ice-column I used until earlier.

All a few of them flew in momentum and struck out your brave hands and feet.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

You scream like a splitting ear.

It looks very painful.

"Now, let's go!

"Ha, ha, no!

I'm scared. I'm scared.

Mr. Elf, I thought you were very calm, but you seem to be able to work hard when you try. That's very reliable. The side that should be much younger than me seems to be much older than why. Rin and good looking. The jaw area, in particular.

"Over here!

"No!

Follow Mr. Elf's guidance and get out of jail on the run.

Behind you will hear party members who notice the wounds of the brave men of the east shouting their names in their mouths. You can no longer escape the word. Beginning today, maids will be among criminals, both in name and in name.

You can't keep your hands up, brave man.

But now, in order to survive tomorrow, we work hard to move our feet.

"We're going outside the mansion like this. Whoa!

"Ha!"

Follow the voice of the reliable Mr. Elf and move your legs with utmost certainty.

Run up the long stairs down to the prison and you'll be on the ground floor of your mansion. It has changed in appearance and gallery, even on the walls, which were the stone construction itself, wallpapers were affixed to the nobility's mansion.

Carpeted and fuzzy in the hallway.

"Um, what was that earlier..."

"It's simple hallucinogenic magic. I didn't expect you to hang it easily. He would have seen a sword in his own hands become a serpent's demon and follow it all the way to his body. Now, if they were skilled swordsmen, they'd be cut off."

"I see."

I don't know, but it's amazing.

Mr. Elf, can you actually be a master of magic?

"Over here!

"Yes!"

From behind you you can feel the imminent signs of people.

One of the voices I remember in my ears is definitely from the brave men of the east. From the party, I think I got some restorative magic. If you look back, you'll find that figure in the middle of the stairs. You can see yourself in the lead and run the sword in your hand again.

The shapes of anger are horrible, and the maid is a full-blown disease.

After Mr. Elf's back, he moved from the hallway window to the courtyard.

"I'll keep running to the big street! If you get confused with the crowd, they won't be able to do it."

Looking back at the subsequent maids, Mr. Elf goes down with a reliable talk.

At this rate, we might be able to escape safely.

It was just convincing to think so.

However, at the next moment, the maid's feet wobble inadvertently.

"Ah..."

Unexpectedly, my body was out of balance.

Stare at your right foot stepping forward.

Then why?

I don't see anything ahead of my ankle.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Pain came a few moments late.

It hurts.

Wow, that hurts so much.

I can't stop screaming.

"Come on, you guys. Ahhhhhhh!

I can hear Mr. Elf's voice slowly and far away.

Nature and body rolled forward and onto the garden grass. His vision stained bright red, his hands pointing toward the affected area first, where he had a right leg that had been nicely amputated and lost ahead of his ankle.

I want to be there.

I would very much like to be there.

The more I'm going to lose my mind, the more I want to.

◇ ◆ ◇

A descending staircase was provided at the end of the concealed door.

Fly this down with flying magic with the Lorigon as the lead. I can't afford to be bothering to move my legs down. Because it's an important part of Dr. Editor. Our line continues with soy sauce faces, brave men in the west, and Gogol. The latter is spearless distance by way of example.

The stairs went down quite deep.

Eventually, when we got there, it was a barn.

"What the hell is this place..."

"Apparently, you're in jail."

The passage behind the wall was several branches apart along the way. Moving this forward with Gogol's navigation, we stand where we are now. Perhaps there are other places in the mansion.

I'm finally starting to feel like a real Las Boss mansion.

"Duh, what are you doing?!?

On my way, I heard a screaming voice.

There is the figure of the Virgin, stunned, in front of the empty prison.

"What's wrong?

"Huh!?

I spoke to you, and as I touched something hot, the Virgin turns over here.

You look like you missed your guess.

Behind her you can see the open doorway. Could someone have been imprisoned inside it? Isn't that, for example, our editor teacher? No more hostages for soy sauce faces.

"I'm in a hurry for a long time, did you miss even the pets you had?

"Oh... no way, you"

"That's not true. Where's the editor?

"Who says so?"

The Virgin who can fly herself backwards.

The reason would be Gogol's presence to refrain behind us.

The barking expression is so harsh that a wrinkle leans between the brows.

"If this were the case, I wouldn't have called you in."

"Really?

"Yeah, it had a plague god on it. That and this, that elf is bad. You always get in my way. If it were true, I would have gotten it. Yet, that bitch elf..."

"I asked about the Demon King the other day. Is it in that relationship that you seek power?

"Huh? Oh, yeah! That's right, so soo! Yet that elf..."

"That's a lie. I'm looking for strength to stay alive."

"Huh..."

Bosoli, Gogol shrugged.

I guess I had already read it at an earlier point.

On the other hand, taking this. Speaking of the Virgin, I stare at Gogol as the devil. This is exactly the look on the face of a friend s wife whose affair with a handsome college student was found out by Busamen's husband when she was charged with compensation from a responsible finalization.

"Ko, you Gogol..."

It's completely hysterical.

Aren't you willing to push everything on Dr. Editor and run away?

"Was it a lie when it came to the demon king's resurrection?

"... bad?

"Yeah, well, that's not a very complimented lie,"

After a series of exchanges, the brave men of the west roughed up their voices.

"Holy Virgin, what does that mean? Say!? I got a message from you! I've fought for the world since I worshipped the brave. And yet the resurrection of the Demon King is nothing but a lie!

"Demon King, are you Demon King? Yeah, I'm here, the Demon King. In this hand."

The grinning Virgin's hand stretched out to a pendant lowered to her chest.

Supported by thin fingers and listed in our present.

"The reincarnation of the Demon King is sealed here. As long as there's this, the next generation of demon kings won't show up. He was originally a demon king who would repeat his death and rebirth, but if he didn't give him that gap, he wouldn't be resurrected again."

"Well..."

The expression of the brave man in the west turns into a stunner.

That would be so.

In retrospect, they were flown to the Dark Continent a few weeks ago and worked hard on this, even if their lives were at stake. If they say something like that now, it's natural to feel what the effort has been.

"Hey, just kill me."

A noisy order flew in from the side.

It is, naturally, a lorigon.

The expression runs out of grumpy words.

"The other person is the other person, so a less forceful means would be a thought. Besides, I have to ask her where the editor is. Her safety should be a priority."

"... then hurry up."

Especially where Lorigon complains.

I just really need to check something else right now.

"By the way, my question to the Virgin is, what is the reincarnation that was described earlier? Isn't it true that demon kings are powerful demons that happen by chance?

"While you're acting with that female elf, don't you even know that?

"I hope you can tell me."

I wonder why the editor teacher comes out there.

I'm very concerned about the relationship between the Virgin and the Doctor.

What a better idea, or has it gotten on your face?

"If you're one of mine, I'll tell you everything, won't I?

"... I see"

He tells me how he regained his own pace at least.

I don't hate it when I don't give up my negotiating stance over this period. I feel a life experience older than the appearance age for her strength. Though it was a human frame in terms of status window, maybe it's aging like a teacher due to fantastic factors.

Gogol told me something meaningful, too.

"If the editor returns safely, you may consider it"

"Then please stand aside for today."

"No, you can't do that. Let me see if it's cheap right now."

"Men who want too much are not liked by women, are they?

"Never mind. My wife is a woman who's done so much better than I've ever had."

Watching Hirari Gogol squeaks aptitude.

…………

…………

Things are completely rigid around the cheapness of an editor teacher who can't be anywhere. If the other person is also the representative of the Great Holy Nation, how did you clean it up? On the bad side, the Penny Empire is politically, economically, and finalised in the corner by neighboring countries.

Canosa's humiliating pornographic images are urgently required.

Personally, I'm in the mood to become a wild mountain if only my teacher could go home. I'm just going to help out with those backgrounds and try to get as far as I can. If we don't give up everything to the end, we can manage surprisingly. However, it is also true that we must hurry.

"One thing's for sure, Mr. Editor's safe, right?

"Well, what do you say?"

"If you cannot be assured of your safety here and now, I will detain you."

"Is it good? If the Penny Empire or any other great holy nation moves, it will be easy to lean."

"Comparing her to the Empire is nonsense in the first place. Look at the color of this skin."

If they told you to choose one, you would definitely be a teacher.

Gogol and I are confident that the three of us are going on a world trip.

Plus the Lorrigons, we'll make a new city on the Dark Continent together.

"... that's a lot of confidence"

"Would you like to try it?

…………

"If you have any idea who's going to take her out, let me know right away. The best thing for me is her cheapness. You didn't let him get away with it, did you?

If Dr. Editor was here, it was quick.

Against the teacher, he sat the Virgin down and settled one case.

By the way, who is it really? I already took him on my own.

"... Honestly, you're not guessing"

"Is that true?

"Do you think I'm going to lie to you over this period?

The Virgin's gaze turns to Gogol.

Mr. Brown Lolita is very active.

A presence that will allow us to talk live until this evening when we have settled safely.

"For this one, even in the sense of guaranteeing her safety, there is no reason to miss the presence of you on this occasion. For what reason did you capture her in the first place? Tell me the background."

"Listen, what are you going to do?

"I will definitely be involved in your response."

…………

"I told you earlier, is it caused by what happened five hundred years ago?

Ask where I've always been concerned. Like I want to know, like I don't want to know. Like I'm afraid to ask, like I'm not afraid. What paths have been followed in the past, fulfilled by teachers who do not know themselves? No, I believe you, Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi.

The Virgin also has a tendency to think about this.

Isn't it lying, telling the truth, or worrying?

Was Dr. Editor even in a fight with her when she was the archdevil's guide Virgin? The age of five hundred years, counting from that time on, is also eternally equal to itself. I can't imagine what kind of relationship exists between the two of us for a few months after we met.

And so on and so on and so on and so forth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A cheeky melody that draws a step closer from the rear.

I told the vertical roll and the kimorongue to wait outside the mansion under a window facing the reception room. It is a measure in case the Virgin escapes outdoors. How did it end up in the dungeon after boarding indoors?

On the way through a narrow dungeon aisle, Kimorongue exerts spatial magic.

Gogol, who is an absolute barrier, appeared magnificently avoided.

"You haven't had a reaction in forever, have you? If you're curious and take a peek at the room, it looks like a lot of fun, doesn't it? I don't think it's a good idea to go on an adventure like that without me."

"Your husband's right."

I see, they've come to check on the lolligon wall bread.

I am in the same tourist mood as all my lords. No, I guess I'm in a yike-don state because I have all my main obedience. The tempo of life increases by 70% every day when these two are together. The vertical roll is natural, and the kimorongue guy only seems to enjoy himself.

"Mr. Doris, this is not such an interesting occasion."

"Do you really think so?

What's the matter?

Thoughts strayed aside.

On the other hand, it was the Virgin who showed a remarkable reaction.

"Become... duh, how can you be so gelossy here!?

The eyes were wide open, staring at the Mazo Demons.

One step at a time, behind me.

On the other hand, the side that can be stared at also has a dark puzzle on his face.

"... How do you know my name, Ningen?

"Huh..."

"It was with the brave men of my predecessors who knew this appearance..."

I was just talking to him, and he's a kimorongue who just noticed something.

"You've changed a lot, but what's in it, Eid?

I don't know him.

How come there is face-to-face knowledge between the Virgin and the Devil Nation?

I mean, a kimorongue is quick to destroy your head.

He's a genius.

"Gu......"

"Am I? There's no one else who knows what this looks like."

Everyone's attention goes and goes between the Virgin and the Kimorongue. His husband, Vertical Roll, also doesn't seem to remember the relationship between the two of them, so what do you mean? I'm pointing my gaze at my own servant.

I mean, my mouth moved the next moment.

"... I wonder what that means?

"Don't get me wrong. It's no big deal, your husband."

"Do you know him? Probably the Virgin of this country, huh?

"When my predecessor, the Demon King, was alive, I exchanged swords with the brave men of that time. At that time, it was the girl who was trembling behind me, probably. Your husband is the only possible husband for me. I just want you to believe that one thing."

"Hmm?

"He's the one who's changed, but I remember this wave of magic. Definitely."

Kimoronge's anxiety is swinging completely in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

I mean, isn't the Demon Master the Demon King?

Authentically mazo.

Besides, what you're saying is, you're totally out of here, involving the brave men of the west.

"Demons!? Is the man a demon?!?

"Speaking of which, we've been dressed up all these days."

I'm not brave enough for Dada. After the Virgin, let her also stand up against Kimoronge. Between the Virgin, who stands forward, and the Lord's Combination, who has emerged more than the rear, she shifts her gaze to the right and left. He's a hard-won young man. Contrast with other HR vertical rolls at full strength.

Thanks to this, the story dissipated beautifully.

In the wake of the exchange of the Subordinate Combination, now the Virgin asks together that she open her eyes.

"Baron Tanaka, are you after the reincarnation of the Demon King?

"Don't get me wrong. My request is from the editor."

"What! The demon king's reincarnated body!? What do you mean!

Ultimately, he circled around and Kimorongue ate into the Virgin's words.

Damn right.

What are we gonna do?

The soy sauce face just wants to go under the editor.

"Hey, you! Do you know why the Demon King hasn't been reincarnated?

Hey, wait a minute, kimorongue. Oh, my God, what's that reaction?

You said on Doya's face that there would be a respite for about a hundred years until the next demon king is resurrected.

Reflectively, the soy sauce face also joins the stray topic.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Gueros. Isn't there a certain period of time available for the reincarnation of the Demon King? And I think you said your next reincarnation was ahead of you for the moment. What does it mean that you, no one else, ask for the reason that it hasn't been reincarnated?

"Huh..."

Kimorongue's words were again the same as the Virgin's lies, and everything didn't seem to be right. If his mission as a Demon Clan is to secure the reincarnated Demon King, the information surrounding that must be very important. I can't believe you're lying.

Thinking about it, oh, somehow, but I see it.

"I previously asked Mr. Gueros that the Demon King immediately after his reincarnation is a fragile being. Even though it is still far more powerful compared to people. He said that you will eventually be kings of the demons. Using its overwhelming power to unite the demons."

"If so, what is it?

"Isn't that half right and half wrong at the same time? Until the future demon king, who may not have been reincarnated anywhere in this world, grows up and reappears in the eyes of you, the demons. But this is not absolute."

…………

"Isn't the existence of a Demon King not necessarily on the side of the Demon Nation? As there are those who live in the world of men, even if they are elves, even if they are demon kings, depending on where they are reincarnated, it may also be possible if they coexist with other than demons."

…………

"That's why demons like you are looking for their existence"

I left it to the momentum to inquire, and I won't return the words that follow.

I'm not sure, but I feel like the right answer.

"If you are picked up by a well-meaning person, or can you have enough heroes?

"... hmm"

Kimorongue looks abominable.

Didn't I do this?

Maybe a hunch of the right answer.

"How about that?

I'll try to remind you.

Then, slightly, Kimoronge began to whine, bossling.

"The demon king three generations ago, yes. Moving to get her back, we were supposed to be the feathers that would drastically reduce that number, kicked into existence that we should worship as kings. And the demon king, who wielded overwhelming power, was slain at the hands of those who feared it."

"I see..."

It's time to find the Demon King on the street.

But, well, three generations ago, during the Demon King era, Kimoronge also lived a long time. Maybe I don't have to live more than a thousand years. Males are sad creatures because they are mazo slaves of vertical rolls as a result.

On the other hand, with the words of Kimoronge as his ears, a grin returns to the expression of the Virgin.

"... this again, I heard good things. Heh, heh, heh."

The tip of the hand's movement is a pendant lowered to its own chest. If you believe the words she has spoken in this way, there is a reincarnation of the Demon King and a seal there. I don't know what a substitute for a reincarnated body is, but if it grows well, it can definitely be a powerful pawn.

That eliminates the need to wish for cooperation on the soy sauce face.

"Virgin's daughter, are you surrounding the contemporary Demon King?

"Well, what do you think"

"... even if the body changes, that disgusting grin doesn't change. I'm gonna throw up."

"My body is adorable for what it is today."

"Even you, without you, are the demon kings of previous generations..."

This is an extremely dangerous situation.

In case Kimoronge finds out what's going on, he'll kill the Virgin. But he'll try to take the pendant. The skill of the Mazo Demons is to travel instantly. Even in the passage of a narrow-handed hut, he has the art of avoiding the obstacle Gogol and reaching below the Virgin.

It is one-touch instant.

Of these, the brave men of the west, who have the least information, are admirably confused.

"I want you to stay! Holy Virgin, what are you thinking?

"It's all in God's will. Trust me."

"It's awesome because I tell you to believe in something that extends over this period! I can't do this!

Unfortunately, no one here can afford to just lead him.

Instead of triplets, everyone is single-handedly coming to the same place with their own thoughts, very fragmented. The Virgin and the Kimorongue are more dangerous in this way, as is the pattern between the brave man in the west and the soy sauce face. And I'm holding back on the Lorigon, which I started doing tons of on the floor with my legs because of the irritation behind my back, so what?

In times like this, it's important to prioritize and hit things.

I wonder what I should give priority to everything.

It is so decided, it is the safety of the editor teacher.

"Holy Virgin, let's get back to this for a moment."

"Oh, Baron Tanaka. Thank you. The information thus brought was no more good news for me. Thanks to you, we don't have to find any meaning in asking for you. Please leave wherever you want."

"Yeah, I'll be out as soon as I can make sure the editor's okay."

"I really don't know. Why don't you check on your own?

I'm not interested from the bottom of my heart, it's just an attitude.

In her, it seems that the next generation of Demon King will become her own gesture. Then I don't have any problems with soy sauce facially. I wish you would take the liberty of saying hello. No way. I wouldn't plan to conquer the world or anything while in the position of the Virgin.

However, if the harm done to Dr. Editor is real, I don't want to give him a very powerful handkerchief. We just have to see why she's after Dr. Editor. It's all for the serenity of Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi's life.

"Just tell me one thing. Why are you targeting Mr. Editor? No, Mr. Editor, what was the connection between you and Virgin, the archdeacon I don't know? It's not normal to take them unilaterally and put them in jail."

"Baron Tanaka, you can't just grow up asking people, can you?

I'm a little upset.

I got frustrated with the boulder.

I felt a little fireball.

"Holy Virgin, I am asking you seriously..."

The soy sauce face wants to go under the editor soon.

I grip nature, fists, etc. out of a hurry.

Then, instead, it was the Mazo Demons who barked.

"Oh, hey, wait, is that Virgin's sign with the Virgin the Virgin of the Virgin? Then I know! So don't think strange? Your husband is here, too. Are you sure!? Imitate what your husband will lose!

Probably a reaction in view of one incident in the school city.

I think a giant fireball is traumatic.

"Do you know?

"Naturally. I was working with my predecessor, the Demon King."

"I see."

Be the first to say that.

Everyone's gaze turns to Kimoronge, including the soy sauce face. Many have questionable expressions. Only the Virgin strictens her gaze, abominably. Maybe it's a past I don't want to be made public as a girlfriend.

"Please, Mr. Gueros"

I was just thinking...

"Ah, oh. The daughter was jealous of the brave men of her predecessors who were bound to the Demon King. And in the end, the moment a man and a demon tried to make peace, they killed their own predecessors, the brave ones who were supposed to be companions. He just wasn't chosen by the Demon King himself."

…………

Wait a minute, Kimorongue, you stink like that over this period.