Fairy Tale Chronicles

"In the meantime, I'd like to tour Markt's dungeons and secrets around today, don't I?

The usual breakfast seats. In the aftermath of the past few days, or in the morning, while eating a meat dish or something connected to it, Macro speaks of his plans for the future, his hopes.

"Wouldn't that be nice?

"We basically don't have any business."

Spring vegetables and Tatsuya agree with Hiroshi's hope. The end of the year is nearing, and I was just wondering if it was time to move.

"So, where exactly are you going to go around from?

"First of all, the border between Marcto and Gastal is just a little bit bordered by the dungeons around here."

Answer the enquiry of the true harp, pointing to a certain point on the map. The region is surrounded by the three great powers of Marcto Waldis Gastor, a prone region with a large number of buffer zone fine countries.

"Well, there's a dungeon out here that's gonna be material for the artifact."

"Hiroshi, you know all these dungeons, don't you?

"I borrowed the hand of Laurier and Alchem yesterday to check the world tree. Honestly, if I'd done that, I wouldn't have even known there was a dungeon in this subtle place my whole life."

"It sure must be. You mean if you hadn't built this castle, you might not have known it forever?

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Hongdae having such a conversation with a dungeon in too subtle a position.

"So, Hiro. Do you have any information on what this dungeon is about?

"From the information salvaged from the World Tree, it's a little suspicious accurately in the sense of the latest version or not, but I can pick it up to a certain extent."

"What does that world tree look like?

"If you say in a nutshell about the materials you can pick and the nature of the monster, it feels like a whole fiber dungeon."

Textile dungeons, in a word, the Tatsuya who perceive the general area. Very easy to understand in a way.

"Seems like a lot of trouble in a special ability sense."

"Mm-hmm. The trap that the monster in that hand puts on is so hard to detect"

Fiber, I think of spiders, potato worms, and some plant-based monsters first from the word, True Harp and Mio who make such comments with a somewhat fed up look.

If you only see specs such as aggression and defense, then clearly, the majority of insect-based and plant-based monsters are no big deal. There are exceptions like Ibruento, who fought as boss in a dungeon in the village of Ortem, but basically if he even knows how to fight, he can easily defeat it for a price if he is more than certain powerful.

The problem is that when a monster in that hand is ranked above a certain level, it always ensures that this guy also possesses strange special abilities, has a high chance of gaining high resistance to non-weakness attributes, and has a very special way of moving that is difficult to cope with at first glance at the end of the sentence.

The fact that spring vegetables were about to be hit by the spider-shaped boss Piaranok, which should be an easy victory for the specs, and the fact that other than the Macro did it to the middle boss in the dungeon of Ortem Village, are typical examples of the troubles of insect and plant monsters around them.

"So how strong is that dungeon coming out?

"I don't know. If you just judge the damage you eat, maybe you won't eat one of your current gear or scratches. However, you don't have to do damage to prevent it from dying of suffocation or starvation..."

"There's nothing you can do about it..."

Tatsuya snorted bitterly at the ambition of mentioning the weaknesses and limitations of the protective equipment in general.

In fact, damage and causes of death that cannot be prevented by a simple defense of the armor are unexpected. In terms of damage, for example, joint damage is a typical example of this, and the defense of the defense means nothing unless it is a defense that has a corresponding special ability with regard to this hand attack.

Although the majority of such things are machine-made equipment that is compatible with enchants and special features, there is just no way to prevent them completely until they are suffocated or starved to death due to acid deficiencies. I seriously can't help it when it comes to starving to death, even if I can do something about it to some extent unless the acid deletion is completely filled in the soil without gaps.

In the first place, if we can prevent starvation and death with Enchant, it is natural because there is no reason for food problems to occur.

It should be noted that when it comes to Hong and Spring Vegetables, they are existentially completely established as gods at the time of the challenge of revenge to the three executives of the Evil Gods, so whether oxygen can be weighed in hundreds of millions of tons or not, they will be attacked with food for about 100 million years, but they can no longer die from such things. If you look at this point alone, you will see that there lies a difference between beings classified as God and others, to the point of despair.

"So, specifically, you know what comes out when you look like the worst other than the boss?

"If I said it with information I could salvage, I think it's probably Arakune Queen."

"... that's definitely a pain in the ass in the double sense..."

Asked by Zhenqin, Hongqin speaks of the name of the monster that would personally be the most troublesome. A true harp that listens to the answers of the hong and nods as he was convinced with a sinister face.

It is also natural for the true harp to have a sinister face, and Arakune Queen has a side as a feminine monster, as its name suggests. Specifically, the upper body, which looks and shapes the same as that of a human female, grows from a position that touches the head of a giant spider. It is definitely a fact that for a macro who publicly proclaims that women are equally natural enemies, even where it was a delicate appearance of whether to feel a woman or not, they are horrible and don't want to be hostile.

We can also only rate it as a very troublesome and horrible enemy, even if we put the female appearance nagging aside and evaluate it purely as a monster, which simultaneously exerts the most troublesome function of the human form of using the spider's maneuvering properties and tools because of its body structure.

For the Azma Workshop, it's a troublesome monster in a double sense, as True Harp says.

"With that said, wasn't Arakune normal even as a human race?

"Oh, you must be there for sure. However, the knowledge gained in the forbidden library suggests that Arakune was distinguished from the monsters, so he was called Arkeny."

"Oh, you are."

"It seems so. In the first place, Arakunes themselves as monsters, mutated alkenies like undead vampires, started breeding as monsters.

By the way, with the forbidden library information, it seems there are quite a few of those species. "

"The people of the original race, it's not hard..."

This world-specific Tatsuya and Makoto somehow tell a soggy story. This kind of element really leads to racist and exclusionary movements, but for the most part, the basis itself is different from that hand discrimination on a scarce planet, and it is difficult where it is actually harmful to the extent that it cannot be monstered and ignored.

"Brother Da, Sister Zhenqin. Put aside the situational stories around there and talk about the dungeons."

"Right. Put aside what you can only actively hire in the workshop and talk about the dungeon first."

"Arakune Queen seems like the most troublesome thing, but no other feminine monster?

"It seems that the human-shaped monster that looks like a woman just comes out as a subspecies of Mandrake. This guy clearly took Mandrake all the time, so let's see what's different from Arlaune."

"Arlaune is a human race. That would be different."

Mio rarely embarrasses me where I was about to derail, along with correcting the track of the story. of the monster that comes out again, it also goes back to the story of the feminine guy.

That said, there are not so many kinds of monsters like that. In terms of that area, I can't help but think that the majority of what is treated as monsters in general fantasy works is a human race in this world. At best it is to the extent that some tribes in the past have monstered in massive distractions, like Arakune and Sacubas, Lamia and Wearwolf.

"Is there such a thing as a subspecies of Mandrake, that immediate death control is necessary?"

"Well, there are bills to ensure survival, so the encounter dies to Shira, the whole time is fine. Do it. In the first place, if you do Mandrake or all the time, maybe you can walk on your own until you pull it out."

Answer Tatsuya's questions to the extent that Hiroshi can anticipate.

As a matter of fact, when it comes to Mandrake's special ability, the scream of death, there is a perfect way to deal with it if you scream the moment you pull it out, that is, only if you try to recover it as normal material.

If a human with intermediate or higher sampling skills pulls through a magic silence magic silence or a silent curse that is more than fifty proficient in the surrounding area, it can completely seal the scream.

The caveat in this case is that the person who is coming to collect the magic will not be able to use it, and in the case of silence, the person who collects the magic will not resist and cancel out the effect.

Note that even if you completely seal the cry of death, Mandrake itself is a monster of about intermediate strength, so if you don't pull it out and process it right away, you'll be in battle with no magic available. Artisan handiwork will be the element around it.

"... Hey, Hiro, Tatsuya"

"What?

"What's up, Spring Vegetables?

"Something's hooking me up a little, but is that Mandrake subspecies the only thing that's going to be a problem is the scream of death?

"The Mandrake itself is about as annoying as any other special attack that comes with roots, leaves, and plants around it to hold..."

"No, not in that direction, like this, I think I'm missing something in the place of femininity..."

Spring vegetables convey their concerns with a serious face. Taking that seriousness, he opens his mouth to consider what Hiroshi and Tatsuya seem to have overlooked from different angles.

Before the words took shape, Mio said what an answer to Spring Vegetable's concerns.

"Hey, Master, Sister Chun. If a man pulls through a feminine Mandrake, there's no half the risk of social and mental death."

"... ah"

Mio's, spring vegetables accidentally raise their voices to an opinion that in a way poked a blind spot. Imagine that scene just a little bit as it is.

"... sorry. I can only imagine a criminal visual so much that I don't feel like I can justify it no matter how I excuse it..."

"... peace of mind. I don't care what I think, I just look like a criminal.

Pull through the feminine Mandrake. It's made of ingredients. Imagine a higher-looking macro, spring vegetable telling that with a sinister face. I agree with you with an equally sinister, then excessively frightened look.

Imagine changing the appearance from a young girl to an adult woman, from a gravure idol shape to a bee toddler shape, and even a variety of different sizes from human size to palm size, but none of them were visuals that seemed to have to be reported.

"What do we do? Do you want to give up as material?

"Can't you do it with Mio's arm?... Try to hear it for yourself, but for some reason in the case of Mio, all you can think of is a visual that's as criminal as the Macho does..."

"Yeah, I feel that way, too."

"No, you deny it... She's just a beautiful girl for once..."

Makoto realizes that the problem will not be solved after Mio has scratched it out, trying to come up with an alternative to Tatsuya's opinion. It would be an awkward, indescribable human aura move that sprinkles from all over Mio's body.

Perhaps in the future, Mio is becoming a beautiful girl to the point that she will be able to compete with Spring Vegetables even if she can't win. Even so, everyday words and deeds and brewing auras are ruining everything.

The only way to take advantage of this wasted look is to still let it be even the type of cosplay that the aura gets loose, etc. True Harp decides to put the thought back on it with force moves and make another check.

"Spring vegetables make Mandrake impossible?

"Maybe I can't do it yet"

"Yeah, I don't think I can"

"Oh well. I thought Spring Vegetables would be visually and atmospherically acceptable..."

A true harp that listens to the answers of Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables and makes you feel really sorry for yourself. Even if I do the same thing, I feel fine with spring vegetables, and the lack of something heroic about Mio is quite serious.

"In the end, as long as you can get rid of it or the materials you need, it seems the easiest to get through completely."

"Right. Honestly, I think it's going to look like it's going to be awesome when it's processed or it's going to make me look like a criminal..."

"Mm-hmm. And if they say moron or pervert when you pull it out, it's impossible to recover in many ways"

Unusual as a macro, I agree with the very valuable decision to completely pass through the ingredients, informing Spring Vegetables and Mio of other problems that are likely to occur as well.

"What do you do when you can take the material you really need?

"At that time, I pull out. Visually and damaging, it was much more than a man, a master, would do."

"Right. Then that's the policy, right? What kind of monsters come out after that?

"The potato system and its adult worms. Nice to meet you. Normally big guys like butterflies, moths and beetles."

Tatsuya cuts up stories that can't be helped and gets confirmation about other monsters. In response to that question, I would like to inform you that there will be no problems after that. It is a subtle dungeon, like there is no habit.

"Hey, Macro. If you have a cup of potato worms, it doesn't come out like the torso parts of butterflies and moths have become human species girls?

"I don't think so. However, it seems to be a uniform cocoon regardless of the type, so don't collect the yarn if you retrieve it."

"I see. Unless the boss is a giant Arakune, a Mandrake subspecies, or a system that's a normal size, but comes up with a woman's weapon when it's full of color, there's no problem."

"Let it go. If the dungeon changes, maybe it'll be okay."

In the meantime, check all the information that could have been salvaged from the world tree and conclude so with Hiroshi and Makoto. No other member seems to disagree.

"Ah, speaking of..."

"What do you say, Spring Vegetables? What do you care?

"It's not directly related to this one, but there's something I forgot to tell you about the timing."

"What did I forget to tell you?

"Yeah. I was just in the story of you and Makoto, a species where butterflies and moths and other carcasses are human species..."

Spring vegetables are abruptly spoken of, a species that can be a natural enemy of the Macro. This time it doesn't seem like it will be in the race of its hands as a monster, so I don't see why Spring Vegetables refers to it now.

"There are quite a few kids in the team that have become cocoons, and some of them are going to evolve that way."

"Ha!?

"It feels like a little peek into the future, maybe a new species in a biological sense"

The words of spring vegetables make me look somewhat sinister. All in all, this world, with this castle as its core, will also have its own creature, which will certainly form and develop its own ecosystem, but it feels very subtle that its start is a mutation of the team potato worm.

"All the time, when did that happen..."

"When I say that, when did it increase so much, and how did it increase, it even remains a mystery. In the future, I made full use of my abilities yesterday, and I observed that there was an increase in the number when I noticed that I was staring."

"That's another scary story..."

Though new America, it failed to recognize where space-time goddesses would increase even if they made full use of their powers. It's a horrible story.

No longer would it be easier to think that team potato worms are something else that looked like potato worms.

"Well, I was just wondering. Mr. Haruna, do you know what happens to Large Book Ra now?

"I'm sorry. Basically, I can only personally identify the potato worm that's here about the size of it."

In reply to the question of the Macro, he replies that the spring vegetables do not know for a clear reason. Normally, it's obvious in some ways, but this time it's the answer to spring vegetables that have similar powers to alfemina. Based around it, it bothers me whether the team potato worms are amazing or whether spring vegetables are classified as ponchos as a new American goddess.

In fact, the potato worms growing in the castle of God have mutated many times to acquire their divinity as family members, and the spring vegetables and alfemina, even in the presence of higher space-time systems, are no longer readily able to confirm their history and individual information.

This area is not due to the strength or weakness of the force, but rather to the systematic part. Rather, spring vegetables are classified as fairly powerful as new American goddesses, and the use of their power is also top notch as gods born or deified for less than a year. Instead, it is not known to appraise the cocoon, such as the feathered tip of another person's, which is also the family of the Creating God, bent.

"... well, let's leave that around. It's only a bad idea not to know what's going on, and I don't care what you can do with it."

"Yeah, you are. Even so, there's nothing more special about dungeons, is there?

"Let it go. The material of the kamikaze is no longer needed thanks to the example dye, so it's probably only necessary to dive once."

"Oh well."

Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables force me to finish a topic that is going to have a lot of scary facts when I pursue it and force me back to the story of the dungeon. Without even thinking about the topic at this time being strangely flagged, we moved on to consulting on what preparations were needed for the dungeon attack.

"... father? Brother?

"Aeris."

"Thinking is the same."

A cemetery in the corner of Urus Royal Palace, where the sinners of the royal nobility are buried. Its newest headstone was preceded by three of Farlane's most noble identities.

Whatever Aeris, the witch, the other royalty, should not have come to this occasion. The ministers also pretend not to see it, but they still can't come very dignified.

For this reason, the offerings are also prepared under an unusual pretext, and when they come, they have no choice but to sneak in in in such a way as to get out. Because of that circumstance, this time Elaine and Mark prepare and work for the dowry in great numbers.

"Finally, Waldis has a scratch on him. The country is still going to take some time, but nevertheless the evil sects inside the Urs expelled it. I couldn't stop falling, not that I could say, but I finally saw an end to my sister's hatred. I'm here to report that."

"Whatever the circumstances, I can't change the fact that there was so much rebellion, so I can't stand up for comfort, but at least I'm at the milestone where I said this."

With that said, King Farlane and Rayot offer the bouquet of flowers they brought and Catalina's favorite in front of the grave. Aeris mimics it, softly offers bouquets of flowers and mouths words of prayer.

I haven't put it on the table every day, but not a day has passed since they forgot about Catalina. However, at a time when it would be permissible to put mourning on the table, he was too busy rebuilding his country and temple to afford to mourn and mourn the loss of his family for some of the worst reasons: the rebel mastermind.

And by the time I had survived those furious days, the time had passed when I would be allowed to drown in grief over the deceased as the person in charge of the country's centre.

In the end, being royal for better or worse, they were given no time to mourn, no respite to show their grief, and, ostensibly, they had to forget their rebellious daughter and act as if they had not.

"I can't speak in front of the victim. Sometimes I wonder what I couldn't do."

"Father, that's the same as me. Perhaps the same goes for Brother Avin and Sister Magdalena and Sister Maria, who are not human beings in this country now."

The king and Rayot still talk about the remorse that lingers as a small toge, listening to the words of Aeris' prayer.

I have no regrets for slaughtering Catalina and treating her as a traitor. Whatever the cause, Catalina had killed a large number of human beings and was acting in the hope of the demise of a country called Farlane. Never do that as a keeper of the country, such as by making it good.

But it is rarely the failure and sin of the Farlane royal family that could not guide Catalina herself so as not to do so. What is more, it is inconceivable that even the elimination of Baldo, which was one of its major causes, was not possible on their own. The pity around it is always dull somewhere in my mind, even when I'm acting like I forgot.

Sadness is getting over it, but not just the three of us around it, but Elaine and Mark are just as sorry.

Nevertheless, since Catalina died, one more year. Touching the fold reminds me of the experience as a reflection, and looking between them, I am visiting the grave, but I am not making a senseless and pointless mistake such as focusing too much on the matter to have fun, or not to have fun when I should.

The top of the country will always be caught in the past, and it is harmless and unprofitable, such as continuing to work only with a dark face and self-punishment.

"But while we call it a milestone, in the end we can do nothing against the cult or against Waldis..."

"Oh, not at all..."

King and Rayot mock after the words of Aeris' prayer are over and the three of us offer silent prayers. It wasn't humble or anything, I couldn't take any fruitful action, and I threw almost everything round to Higashi. Just because you're aware of that, you can't stretch your chest when it comes to reporting.

Some say international relations and positions, and it is true that we were unable to do anything far-fetched. Besides, the positional relationship between Farlane and Waldis is just behind this star. Even if we can plot against each other, there is too much distance to act directly.

Even considering what he said, the fact that the Phalane royal family could not do anything like this to his daughter's vengeance is heavily on the breasts of the King and Rayot.

"Father, brother. Don't be too humble."

"But, Aeris..."

"I don't know that politics is difficult because it's an unprofessional witch, but I think it's true that Farlane is still alive and well, which is a great help to everyone at the Azma Workshop in their actions. And everyone in this country acknowledges that your father and brother are powdering themselves to keep that Farlane in good shape."

King Farlane is told in unexpected content by his daughter, who is finally twelve at the dawn of the year. I laugh small and bitterly when I find out that it was not on the surface, but that until now I have only ever been spotted not at all confident in my current reign.

Not as good as Lauren's current king, but King Farlane's self-esteem is low. I couldn't possibly be more self-esteemed because I failed to educate my daughter, and I could only solve my inner worries in a way that was nothing more than rampant about being good to traitors and deliberately provoking rebellion after holding an outside hand.

But from Aeris, who has shown his face to countries as a princess witch and has accomplished many different things with the Macros, the role King Farlane has played in world stability and backing up the Azma Workshop, including at the helm of the Azma Alliance, is by no means light.

As a fundamental story, there are few opponents, such as humans, who can fight decently in the executive class of the cult. Even the Lord of Darkness, defeated by Hiroshi in Faure, will have devastating damage to the elite troops if you make a mistake. Given that, it was definitely the most important support in the anti-evil sect to create a moving environment in which Hongdai, who had the power to fight without doing anything extra, could move.

Plus in the first place, there's a big part about Catalina's education that caused her to have unlimited self-esteem, which the Royal effort alone couldn't help. Flexible mixing As hard as I could think of, I tried my best to make Catalina's fatal weaknesses a little better, Farlane Royal, but since Catalina at the time was young, I didn't try to hear any negative words about herself where it was any trivial expression, I can't help it.

When it comes to properly educating human beings who only try to hear a tonal opinion or a compliment, and who try to recruit resentment and flow to the easier ones for negative words, there are really limitations. Perhaps with regard to Catalina, no matter what happened to Baldo, it would have caused some kind of fatal problem.

"Father, brother. With regard to this cult, I do not think we could do any more in the political or military framework after all. In the first place, the opponent is a group that has plotted a lot for thousands of years lurking behind history. Instead, shouldn't we have thought that we could have ended it on our behalf?"

"... maybe so. But without even reflecting on it as an excuse, my sister is too floated to do the same thing again. First of all, Redrick and Elise, slowly in our children, must create an educational system that does not repeat the same mistakes. Parallel to that, you create a mechanism that ensures the elimination from the centre of the holders of ideas that want to destroy their country. Crazy people like the cult are involved in the royal education and say whatever they want about kings, which should not be the case in itself."

"And the last three generations or so, including the rest, also had major problems with the power structure of Farlane itself. As you can see from our country and Lauren, it can't be too strong or too weak to be too busy for certain sectors or groups of people to have too much power. Whether it ends in the rest of the generations, if royalty, justice, nobility, people, each power creates the most harmonious political structure, it will be a repeat of my grandfather, Yu, and King Lauren."

While acknowledging to some extent what Aeris said, that is why King and Leiott affirm that pursuing the ideal will not change their attitude. I smile small and bitter at the way it is, and Aeris nails it again.

"So much so that your father, your brother, and you go after your ideals. Human beings each have what they call a range and velocity to cope with change. If you ignore that and get too forward, you'll rather stay away from what you're aiming for."

"I know. To avoid repeating my father's mistakes, I sit back and enjoy and go as far as I can realistically discuss"

"With me, we have to consolidate the scaffolding. Ten or twenty of the compromises, no one will be on my side."

Aeris stabbed me with a nail. King and Rayot unwittingly laugh. I guess Aeris seemed to have too much power on their shoulders. I figured it out.

I am too forward to ideal and push forcefully without thinking about my surroundings. That's the same mistake Catalina made. Weren't there parts of Aerys who instinctively perceived that the inner reflection was going too far in their attempts to embarrass themselves many times? Later, the king and Rayot come to think of it.

It has to go too far, but it has to go. I was told many times by Macro and others that I had been able to brake unconsciously to some extent lately, but apparently I had come to Catalina's grave and my consciousness around it had been reversed.

"Well, for now, as the end of the same story where I said it at the moment. Aeris, do you know there will be a solace ceremony for the fallen?

"Yes, the second week of next month at the beginning of the year," he said.

"Then, please."

"I'll take care of it"

Kings who switch topics slightly forcefully in order to cool their heads. Even when it comes to solace ceremonies, they only perform the ritual of purification and soul quenching in the Adleme Plains of eastern Marc, which has become the fiercest battlefield, and therefore the presence of Aeris, currently the highest capacity and authority in this world, is indispensable.

After this solace ceremony and the signing ceremony of the War End Agreement, we can finally separate ourselves into this war. As for Waldis himself, that's not the kind of situation we can handle in ten or twenty years, but we just can't afford to wait that long for the end.

We can no longer even maintain our physical shape as a nation rather than our ability to fight, but fortunately the only survival that draws the blood of the royalty that existed in the former Waldis area, which we call Reefa, is protected by Farlane. It's a farcical way of doing it, but leaving it to Reefa, as Waldis' representative, to sign an end to the war agreement and a treaty has come to agreement from all the surviving forces.

With the evil forces also ousted and thoroughly purified by the bombing of the clergy Pomé, the chances of a nation like Waldis being born with repression and hegemonism as its country will probably drop dramatically in the future. That means thousands of years of causal and negative chains are over.

Given that, rather than mourning that Aerys couldn't be as big a deal as he says, we should be happy to have put an end to the causes that have long gone on in our own generation.

The rebuilding of Waldis and the building of a decent state system are tasks that Farlane does primarily, and perhaps even then it is visible that scarce talent and sleep time will be depleted, but for now as a king I want to turn away from it. I mean, if I look straight at it, I'll probably be unable to recover from depression.

"Now, Aeris returns again to the castle of God?

Leaving the cemetery and plugging into the division between the castle and the temple, Rayot asks Aeris. I know we've been coming back to the Temple of Alfemina frequently since the Oktogal air strikes ended, but we need to know from the standpoint how long we'll be sleeping in God's castle.

"Yes, I still have a lot to do over there, and I'm having a little trouble residing in the temple of Ursus."

"Hmm. Hiroshi and whoever made it was a kid?

"We didn't have children in the form of pregnancy and childbirth, but it's true that we and Hiroshi's children were also born. I don't think it's possible to go into detail without perhaps looking at the person."

Aeris discusses what is currently happening in the castle of God, as Rayot asks. Nothing has yet been decided on the treatment of Winterfell, but keeping King Farlane and Rayot, guardians of Aeris, informed of their existence is itself an agreement among the Hongdas.

Nevertheless, the King or Rayot, who was suddenly asked such a thing, was not accumulated. Thoughts turn to the direction that preceded them in a different way than earlier, whilst making their eyes black and white.

"Is it true that you had a child, even though it's not in the form of going through a pregnancy and childbirth? So Aerys has a relationship with Hiroshi that allows him to have children?

"No, that's not why. Instead of that, perhaps Master Hiroshi has not yet reached the stage of thinking about marriage as love. In this series of cases, women's phobia has been overcome to a considerable extent, but just because they are no longer phobic doesn't mean that they can have immediate romantic feelings or be accepted to marry someone."

"But on the contrary, is it true that women have become more frightened than they need to be?"

"Yes, but because I've suffered for a long time, it seems that some of them have been stained as conditional reflexes, and when it comes to talking between men and women, it's no longer a habit."

The king and Rayot are relieved to tell Aeris that their future is still very difficult. You have to snort if you tell me that there's no way that a woman can fall so easily.

"Given the circumstances around Hiroshi, will it be a while before he returns to the Temple of Alfemina"

"Right. Kick Harna down, I can't say very much, but whatever it takes to get Aeris back to a point where it's somewhat politically convenient in this situation,"

"Father, brother. I would greatly appreciate your consideration, but I wouldn't consider a little more of something called delicacy."

"You should be concerned about your opponent Hiroshi, but it's also a situation where you can care less about yourself?

"If you father already..."

The men watching Aeris, too outspoken for support, with a bitterly smiling and loving eye. As for Catalina, she repeated her bitter failures, which is why she was King and Rayot, who vowed to spare no effort for Aeris to grow up healthy.

"Hmm. Did it still work?"

It's in the subspace, the assembly center of the gods. That's how Daljan opens his mouth as the gods gathered there watch what is happening on earth.

"We can't even see inside that castle, so I can't tell you how it works, but where God has increased from one pillar to two, it still doesn't change his temperament."

"I guess so. Besides, to see from the way the showdown went earlier, that defeat seems to be engraved as a bitter experience. Over the course of this period, there is no way to move forward without getting ready to do so."

That's what Daljan and Alfemina tell each other when they see Hiroshi entering a dungeon called a textile dungeon.

A large number of gods are purposefully gathered here to ascertain the trends of the Hongdas.

Because it no longer cleans up all the problems on earth when it comes to evil gods, and then just confronts them directly with the evil god body. I don't intend to throw a round at Hongda alone over this period, but whatever I do, Hongda's actions have implications that cannot be ignored.

Therefore, the gods watched over the actions of the hosts in order to determine their movements.

"Nevertheless, shall we begin with the clothes dyed with the flesh of the goddess, where we draw its true power? Now there's no room for evil gods in different directions."

Alanwen shrugs when he sees the cloth dyed with the example dye that Honda is weaving instead of a cape. Fiber is mostly his area, and dyes are also involved in a significant proportion. As a result, he recognized exactly at a glance the dye made by Hiroshi from the blood reflexes of spring vegetables and what a substitute was for the spiritual cloth dyed with it.

"Perhaps Hiroshi processed it to treat the recoil of Lord Haruyasu when he revived Lord Tatsuya and Lord Makoto, the meat chunks and other masses generated by it, but all I can say is that he made something nasty,"

"It's unusual for you to say that much. In my eyes, though it has the beauty and performance present in the realm of God, on the contrary, it just seems like that"

"If Celiantina's power is amplified, it won't be inhibited, so I guess it's natural."

Sigh leaks inadvertently from the mouth of Alfemina to the questions and thoughts of the art god Celiantina.

"Having that will have a considerable impact on my ability to relate to karma. Honestly, even though nowadays Lord Spring Vegetables can't confirm one exact future just because it involves him, having that would flashly disrupt the causal rhythm of the entire area. Most of them are disturbed and unaffected, but some of them can cause unbelievable ruin…"

Disturbance in the causality of the presence of the spring vegetables themselves and the spiritual cloth stained with their flesh. Alfemina blurs as he chooses and grips the deadly among them.

"Perhaps right now not all the power we have after being detached from the created world has been drawn, and we have a fateful mess factor until Lord Spring Vegetables himself is vicious, although all sorts of things are wasted on mere defensive enhancements. I honestly don't even want to think about the true power that the dyed kamikaze has with the dye made of that flesh..."

The alfemina is very blurry, crushing the petite and causal disturbance as if even fleas were to take it. Although the reason for wanting to blur is truly true, I can't even find words to speak to the gods, including Celiantina.

Sometimes the story in the first place, the power you have, and your nature as Spring Vegetables and Alfemina Gods, can never be described as compatible. Moreover, from the point of not even showing one of its scales instead of becoming a god, alfemina has swung into the physique of spring vegetables.

As a matter of fact, more than half of the causes of alfemina's busyness involve the physique of spring vegetables, whatever the degree of difference. That's what made it so much more powerful. It is also a story that cannot be blurred if Alfemina does not want to think ahead.

For the record, the turbulent physique of spring vegetables also affects the ability of the predictive system of spring vegetables. About the feathering tip of the team potato bug, there is also the function of the castle of God, which can be confirmed without so much error, but when it comes to the future, it cannot be predicted properly even if it is not itself involved.

It is the physique of spring vegetables today that even ignores the probability that such coincidences cannot overlap. Unless this can be controlled to some extent, neither alfemina nor spring vegetables will be able to use the powers of the predictive system properly.

"It's interesting not to take your promise off, even though you are the owner of such a body structure!

"What, that's their fate?"

While the alfemina was blurring, Honda was clearing the fiber dungeon. Sometimes too well equipped, it is an early start that takes less than an hour.

"... After all, women's relationships still seem to have a lot of difficulty in the future..."

Tip through the fiber dungeon boss room. Naughty hearted welcome by the inhabitants of the hiding place there. It was an alfemina that saw a reflexively screaming macro at it and sighed deeply while crushing the disorder of causality.