Fairy Tale Chronicles

"Both of you, it's terrible..."

Tea party hosted by Aeris. Organizers grudgingly proclaim to Hong and Spring Vegetables as they follow Pudding Aramode in that seat.

"No, I used to eat it all the time when I was over there..."

"Dear Hiroshi, you can't have that tone. Talk to me like you were over there. It has to be El, right?

Aeris, who feels even more discouraged by Macho's objections, gives the order in the form of a favor, as she did. Running their gaze at the high priests and samurai present as if they were having trouble with the words, they both make sense and nod slightly with laughter. Mark, who also participates in the break, carries his tea into his mouth pretending not to see it.

"... well, yeah, if you do it..."

Spring vegetables that bitterly observe the hong looking uncomfortable in the gaze of the people laughing meaningfully. By the way, the participants in this tea party, the rest, are Doga. There's also Rayna on this occasion, but she's holding back as a guard. As we have not yet clearly sorted our enemies and allies, this time we are gathering only members with safety pies and the convenience of time. Needless to say, the bugging measures are just the same. It should be noted that the three men, Makoto, Mio and Tatsuya, currently each distribute pudding elsewhere.

It can be said that his heavy town fishing and gas drainage, as well as the Japanese snack bulb sprinkling operation, have finalized the general force map. But not all humans who are still enemies will be favored. Plus, there are as many people as there are who behave either way according to the air in the field. Especially with regard to Aeris, although ratings are rapidly recovering at the nightclub earlier, they are still at levels that, until then, will not allow predictions.

It should be noted that the samurai in this room is an older person there, and since there have been bad rumors about Aeris, she has been in contact with her twice, originally more than her. The sleigh did not fit with Catalina's associates, and they picked up the place where Aeris had been treated cold, and promoted it exclusively.

"If you call me, I can always bring you some pudding. I just put it behind me, but I'm sorry about that..."

"That's not the only reason Aerys is angry."

The Great Cleric turns to stab the nail with a gentle grin against the blur of the macro. Because of this, he's a good sweetheart, and the sartar-and-daggy doughnut he brought in with him also flattens a fair amount on his own. For the sake of the year, a flourishing appetite and a body trained not to get fat after eating all that doesn't quite match the position where there is an image of a herbivorous system called the Great Cleric.

"Since you both went up to the castle, you must have never seen Lord Aerys outside of the first night club"

"Ah, if you say so..."

"I'm flabbergasted..."

For some reason, the three true harps were in contact with Aeris, but Hiroshi, who was pulling on court doctors and pharmacists except for Spring Vegetables and combat training, which had a lot of solo action, was not well timed and has not talked to Aeris once in the past week.

"I know you're busy. I also understand that being selfish is going to get you in trouble. I was also prepared to have fewer opportunities. But I still miss you two..."

"I don't care if you say so..."

"We're getting out of this country soon..."

"I know. Because I know, I want to see you as much as I can before I see you."

Aeris stares at the two of them, precisely the Lord, with such words. Spring vegetables that take a look at some kind of fever lurking in their eyes and inadvertently sigh inside.

"Well, I'll make as much time as I can..."

"Whatever I am, Spring Vegetables is tough enough for you?

"I'm hanging up somewhat, but it's hard to be honest"

Spring vegetables unconsciously answering the enquiry of a macro with a difficult face while messing with his own golden thread hair. In addition to her work at nightclubs, she is now the most visible figure in the country's centre alongside Aeris, knowing that she has been given Alfemina's secret skills. As a result, I have been invited to various meetings from various places, and I have not had enough bodies. Because of the complete deviation of the mark from the macro, the event was no longer as beautiful as everyone who was worried about attending at first.

Based on the conclusion that it would be awkward to go into the forbidden library any more and hook up something extra, and speaking of just fine because it is off the research of the library, it is the anxiety element that I am not comfortable fighting like using a woman's weapon because of my personality. Although her biggest weapon originally was attention and driving, there is still nothing that even she can say about how far she can stand being exposed to sexual harassment over and over again.

In the meantime, I refuse to hold all kinds of events where I feel I am in danger of being alone with men, or even tea parties of female subjects where there are frigid figures, otherwise I deal with them on a first-come, first-served basis, regardless of their status, but I have been thorough on a first-served basis, so I am forced to refuse the invitations of Elaine and Aeris. This time, Spring Vegetables used the servant network on his side backwards, and after grabbing the definitive information that he was free at this time, he forcefully invited him to schedule an appointment.

"It's not going to be good for us or the royal family to give priority to Elaine or Elle."

"I know that. I know, so I used such a powerful hand this time."

"Either way, I need to spend some more time inquisiting and finalizing who seems to be okay with inviting Elle, so bear with me until then"

Aeris snorts at the words of spring vegetables in a sense that he does not accept them. We know exactly what Spring Vegetables is doing for us from the start.

"In the meantime, Hong, if it's convenient for you, go with Elle as much as you can."

"Copy that. Just Mr. Spring Vegetables."

"What?"

"Careful. I'm probably the easiest person to target right now."

Seriously nodding spring vegetables, to the words of the Macho. That's how conscious I am.

"Be more careful with Hiroshi. If I could, I would be relieved if you would act with Makoto-san or Mio..."

"Well, it feels like Spring Vegetables' presence is decorating, and not many people come to me for a little while, but there's no salvation."

"People who understand what it means to be able to make third-degree potions and panaceas seem to have few advisors."

The words of the Great Cleric clearly explain the position of the Macro. Contrary to its importance, medicine is so plain. In particular, Farlane does not have that low level of pharmaceuticals. Even though it is a step worse for Lauren, who has an academic city/roufeus in boulders, she is a pharmacist in the country and is normally manufactureable up to Grade V, so I can't say that her mouth is torn by low levels. And it doesn't matter to some extent if there is a Knights level or basically a Grade 5 drug, even if there are many people who think it makes no sense to have people who can make it, such as Grade 3 or Grade 2, or potions that could mass produce the injured just by putting all the ingredients together.

When this is a first-degree on a boulder, anything is at the level of healing if it's not dead. If you push that far, that would be the color trick, but it would be arrests for wrongdoing, but you would try to keep it on hand with any hand, but it wasn't until the third level that Horn let you make it. In reality, we can make one level at a time, but there are more people in the population that are in conflict with the royal family who think that there is no need to focus on the third level, which cannot be made in a more substantial material sense than there might be. In addition, people who understand the importance do not come out of fear of snakes.

As such, only once was summoned to a leading royal side figure, which was also the main business for all and Hiroshi to ride a night club waiver, a seductive consultation. Since then, it has not been specifically called, and strange windlessness has only persisted around the macro.

"Yeah, I forgot."

All of a sudden, he busts out the story and raises a barbaric voice.

"Prince Wang, do you have some free time at one of them?

"Is that your brother? After dinner, I suppose you'll be okay?

"I don't think I mind seeing you, but what the hell can I do for you?

What can I do for Rayot, and Aerys and Mark, who look strange with their little necks on. His Royal Highness Prince Wang is currently doing a lot under the water to sweep away disturbing molecules. There is basically no face to face when the sun is high because having bad contact with a single line of Japanese can be a hassle for each other.

Hiroshi, who should know exactly why Rayot is avoiding contact, suddenly tells me that he has business. That must have been pretty strange to Aerys. Even with Mark, I can't imagine Hiroshi wanting to meet in this situation, saying he has so much business to do.

"Well, a big errand or ahem, but when I rebuilt Paul Axe, I finally used the extra Demon Iron and Mithril to make a long sword."

"Dedicate it to Your Highness?

"Well, something like that. However, I have shown you the sword I carried before, and I am balancing it with reference to my memory, so I need to shake it at the top and adjust it."

In Honda's team, no one deals with long swords. No matter how much material I said the rest was just fine, I thought I'd make something like that for someone who didn't have to bother selling more grace now, along with court officials whose reasons are not pinned down.

"The reason I wanted to make it was because I didn't joke. So, anyway, I got the ingredients, and I thought I'd give them back to the royal family, so I made the level there, all the time."

I smile bitterly and tell them again why I'm not convinced at all.

"There, is it..."

"There, yah. When it becomes a masterpiece, the material itself is easily digitized in the first place"

Even using demon iron or misrills, there. I honestly can't imagine a guy named Horn's greatest masterpiece, and I don't want to.

"Weren't you supposed to make a hand axe or a tulle hash?

"Neither of them changes the extent to which they can be collected with regular iron and demon iron. If you think about how subtle the ingredients are, and how they might become less of a weapon in the future, it would be easier to give them back where you received them. Even if I hold it as a material, I don't know when I'll be able to collect it."

As a matter of fact, up to about Orihalcon, you can dig up iron at the ore stage. The metal in that hand is the first to show its original ability by refining it, and while the trick is needed for mining, the ore itself is just a rock.

Even for wood, the necessary axe strength itself is known, as the method of logging requires no trick. With the exception of trees that can only be harvested with very little steel or special metals, they can all be covered with basic iron.

Therefore, there is little benefit in making equipment for collecting with Magic Iron.

"Well, I understand why you made that. But it doesn't have to be now, does it? I don't feel the need to come into contact with my brother at all risk"

"The net story, even the rumor of the level that reaches me, is quite a mix of noisy stories, and even a few of the most important targets of the royal family. I don't think it's a good idea to have gear."

"... right. If the mastermind is what we assume, it's time to deny the possibility of physical means."

"Perhaps the fact that we've been cleansed so far isn't an unexpected fuss."

Four people nodding one at the words of Doga and the Great Cleric, tightening their expressions. Rayot said, one more push. With that one push, the "enemy" cannot afford any more opportunism. For that reason, they even pretend to have internal divisions by the outspoken. I don't want to pretend in a far-fetched motion.

"I don't know, it's just too easy for us to get caught up in this, you know?

"That's right. If it's so easy to get caught up, it's on faster, isn't it?

Douga and the Great Cleric make a subtle bitter smile at the questions of the Hong and the Spring Vegetables. Mark with an indescribable look on his face.

"This is only a hypothesis, but aren't mind-invaded humans losing their ability to think and judge before they know it?

"What's the basis for that?

"Given what Catalina said and did, the transition, it's better to come to that conclusion."

To the words of the Great Cleric, Mark nods to agree. In fact, six months ago Catalina had more talk and more self-control. That's what's making communication of will more difficult in acceleration these days.

"And then, you know, sometimes things get turned upside down all at once, and you're in a hurry."

"When we try to get it back in a hurry, we narrow our horizons, and most of the time we get into extra depth, and the situation gets worse."

I'm terribly convinced by the words of Doga and the Great Cleric, Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables.

"I'm really sorry to hear that, but to be honest, I didn't realize they were so grumpy eroded until I came to light on this one. Now that I think about it, there are a number of things that I think might have happened."

"Well, unlike monsters, as long as humans aren't as stubborn as they are, the sensible temper seems to leak outside, and if they do Baldo or something, they can hide it normally."

As Hiroshi said, even Baldo doesn't change the signs at all with the people there when he's normal. I don't know the rationale, but the so-called intelligent life forms classified as human beings, including elves, seem to be prone to other signs of diverging temper.

Originally, the sensation can be detected either through specialized training, or through extreme sensation, as in Hong or Mio. When something so difficult to sense becomes easily disputed by other signs, no matter how hard you try, you will not know that it is badly eroded.

"I was too busy to ask, but if I was going to do the same thing eventually, why wouldn't I gather suspicious people at this stage to let them hear the song?

'Cause that doesn't lead to a solution.'

"Mar, how's that heart?

"Don't say that on this occasion, Mr. Marr."

Mark, whispering his eyebrows at the mixing words of the Macro, decides to explain them to the Macro and Spring Vegetables for now.

"The main reasons are twofold. The first is that being invaded by temper is not a sin. If you do a massive crusade of monsters or extermination of undead, it's not often distracting enough to remember the pain when purifying it alone, and depending on the condition of the land, it can be invaded unknowingly just living"

"I see. It's awkward to punish those people for just doing that kind of work, rather than having a means of recovery called purification"

"That's the thing. If we do that, no one will deal with the undead."

Nodding at a convincing answer, Mark tells us another reason.

"The other thing is that not all of them are offended with complacency. Unfortunately, there are quite a few fools who are trying to live with their sister today."

"Additionally, the aristocrats have almost no idea who's being offended so carelessly that they can't take it back, but they don't know for sure when it comes to the level of a civilian or servant. Leaving them unattended is hard to see when they are being used, and it is difficult to think of the number of people to eliminate them first. It's the most realistic way to isolate yourself."

"If you do what you just told me about your temper, some of you can use it if you purify it, regardless of the crazy ones on the face, right?

"People like that have slept back here a long time ago. The sooner you attend the night club, the sooner or later, the sooner the better, the sooner the better, the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner the sooner the better, the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner the sooner the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner the sooner the better, the sooner the sooner

"At that stage, they haven't turned around, unfortunately, and there's no guarantee of life when they purify it."

Mark and Doga's answers to Macro's questions explain everything that's going on right now.

"If I let them do it, if they stay solemnly clean, yes, I won't. Or don't you have enough evidence yet?

"If this is Dar, I have evidence to the extent that it has been resolved..."

"Because in Farlane, the other generations haven't weathered yet. If we get around a little less, if we end His Highness Catalina and Bardo with power, then it's over. But if we do that, few of them are likely to decide to legitimately rebel against the royal exercise of power as a big name."

"If you hit the forefront and solemnly sanctify it all, then that's the way into the war that broke the country. Unfortunately, the question of wisdom or not is different, and many of the other generations have become curses and have a rejection of the royal act of solemnity."

The words of Doga and the Chief Cleric tell the troublesome story of the current situation. I told you, this country is extremely allergic to the royal power activation. There may be a close proximity to a swollen attitude toward the Japanese militia, German inflammatory phobia, and some sort of pathological rejection of insurance for all American citizens.

Even in an attitude that is clearly strange from an external point of view, there is no other option in the air of that country, and there is no leisure time to name one. In Farlane's case, the biggest problem is that it's tying the hands and feet of the most powerful.

"Anyway, Master Alfemina has also said that there will be a piece soon. And, for about three days from tonight, watch yourself around Master Harna."

Spring vegetables that are hard to say about the serious look on Aeris's face. It was unexpected that the conversation was going that far, although there was a sense of being looked at.

"If that happens, it could be a bit of a hassle"

"Trouble, is it?

"I'm invited to dinner by the Roano Marquis this evening. I don't think I'll ever do anything on the spot on a boulder..."

To the words of spring vegetables, understand the meaning of trouble and shut up. The Roano Marquis is a group of people who expect them to be enemies, who are also close to the chief. I agreed because it was unnatural to say no, but I'm worried if I can make it home safely.

"Harna. Is there an escort?

"For once, I'm thinking of asking Tatsuya..."

"Then shall I go instead?

It was His Highness, Avin, who interrupted Mark's reply to his query about spring vegetables and opened his mouth.

"Your Highness!?

"Brother!?

"Brother, that's a bit of a problem..."

Aeris tries to argue with his suddenly appearing eldest brother while revealing confusion. The appearance is too abrupt, the only thing left to say is Doga and the Great Cleric. The fact that what you are saying is too dangerous is also why you two lost your words. Note that Mark tells Aeris what he wants to say shortly after he raises his voice, and he's silent for now.

"Aeris. Is that against escorting other women over their fiancées, or is it about the royal family being guarded by people who are making suspicious moves on purpose?

"In this case, I think you might say both, brother."

"First of all, I don't have a problem with the former. My fiancée is a woman of great breadth. My lovely sisters' benefactor is in trouble, and I get a thankful reply that a man protects a woman by putting her body up."

"... the boulder is my sister-in-law Presea..."

Faldania's next queen, Princess Tarucea's, truly magnificent message. Aeris gets a mixed look with admiration and emotion when he hears that. Hongkong and Spring Vegetables are likely to feel unwittingly extra sympathetic to the look of Mark, who is dignified and in love and is likely to throw up even in sugar.

"If you still suspect cheating, you can shut him up in one shot if you use your comms to tell him a love story"

"... good luck, Spring Vegetables..."

"... yeah, I'll do my best..."

Avin said he had taken away the means that seemed to be the strongest harassment for bachelors. Hongchun and Spring Vegetables suddenly start to feel tired about their attitude of not feeling at all resistant to snuggling in public.

"Don't worry so much about the latter, either. Roano can't get his hands on me. Something happens to me and my relationship with Faldania is fatal to him."

"With that said, the main trading partner of the Roano Marquis was the Fardanian merchant."

"Oh. Even if Farlane's relationship with Fardania isn't twisted, do you think a merchant in his country would do business with Roano, etc. if I were to attend his dinner party and do any harm?

To that word of Avin, I have no choice but to shake my head beside him with a bitter smile. The Roano family specialties are dairy products and some fruits. In fact, if you look in Farlane, there are as many alternatives as there are. It's just a story about the Roano family's being preferred by the Faldanians, and there's no such thing as a big difference in flavor. Later it's a matter of production, but if that's also Farlane's agricultural technology, it's not a problem enough to satisfy that degree of extra demand.

In short, you're not the one who has such an important deal that you need to go out of your way to buy royal disharmony and continue to do business.

"When that happens, it's only a matter of midnight."

"Does the Master Craftsman have any hands to come up with?

"Spring Vegetables is at the entrance to the room I'm renting right now, I was wondering if I could work on it a little bit."

"At the entrance? Is that all right with you?

To His Royal Highness Avin's inquiry, Ni and I laugh at one thing and show it to Hiroshi.

"If you think about breaking and entering, that's enough. Simply ask Mr. Spring Vegetables to evacuate to a safe area."

"Safe zone?... maybe we should connect the door to the room somewhere?

"Well, something like that. It is possible that the metastatic system and the escaped tip can be distorted, so if we connect the spaces under certain conditions, yes."

An ambition that speaks up for a light and outrageous solution. To that diagonal dialogue, now His Highness Avin holds his forehead.

"Really, when I'm talking to you, I don't know if it's common sense."

"Don't let His Highness tell you."

Avin smiles and deceives to switch between the macros.

"Both of us, with every laugh..."

"Mr. Marr, this is where you throw away what you call common sense."

"Don't tell me, brother! I mean, don't call me Mar on these occasions!

Spring vegetables watching Mark scream with a warm eye for light teasing. I'm pretty sure I'm capable of that, but I still don't have enough training.

"Due to this, where to evacuate?

Leave the mark of protesting aloud, Avin, to undo the story. Mark decides to just be jerked off no matter how he responds to that appearance any more, and he decides to keep quiet without saying anything.

"I'm going to turn it into a workshop. It's so easy to break in there now."

"It's safer than this. It's ironic."

"For the sake of your safety."

Less than a month after Hongda became borrowed, the workshop became more robust in defense than a lousy fortress. Except for the presence inside by certain figures or regular means, Mio will be the feather to be intercepted by a bunch of whatever traps that highly blend the skills of the craftsmen and trappers he has set up, and it's just a job to break through there because there's an intrusion-proof junction of strength that doesn't go through in the first place.

The world is deep because the defense system, which should have already been used, desperately strengthened because it became the feather of keeping the important people who say Elaine and Aeris, is now trying to be useful in a different way.

"What would I do, plant it in the door of Lord Rayott's room with Princess Elaine and later Elle's?

"You might want to avoid Rayot and Elaine, but you might need them when it comes to Aeris."

"Why don't you make up some kind of excuse and Elle's going to stay in Spring Vegetable's room, make it a situation all the time?

"I see. From them, a great situation where people who want to eliminate get together in one place at the same time. Even if you suspect a trap, it's about to run out of afterwards, so you'll have to eat it, even if you know it. There's a perfect person here to cover your sins."

We have quite a black conversation, and we run to consolidate our policies together.

"Look, just in case Doga's grandma and Raina try to fly over there, I'll be in the room that Spring Vegetables is using right now."

"Hey, hey! It's not awkward to be alone with Hiroshi where the assassin might come!?

"I think it would be more convenient for me to be alone. Can't you all knights do covert action or something?

"Still, that's not what Master Hiroshi should do!

The Great Cleric listens with a bitter smile to a conversation that no longer figured out who was the "" and takes a seat for the rest of this. Mark walks into a meeting with Avin, deciding it would be useless to just put in a penetration, and enumerates practical issues. Together they return to their respective roles. It was time for a full-scale curtain of battle to be cut and dropped.

The lead samurai Oria with Elaine was bewildered by the movement of her own mind.

(I wonder why I can't control my feelings so far...)

I don't need to be told by Elaine, I have a sense that I am dealing with Hongda in an attitude of disqualification from the Royal Palace. Even though I am conscious of tightening my mind every time I am examined and next time I try to behave shamelessly as a proper princess samurai, when I have to be on the spot, it fills me up to remember me in the intense hatred that springs up.

Indeed, there were parts of Oria that were not satisfied with what had been left behind at the time of treatment. But that in itself was only enough to make me fly away somewhere the moment I saw Elaine, who had lost weight but came back healthy.

There was an anomaly in myself the day after the night club when I was introduced to Hiroshi as Elaine's attending physician. It's not that it's not physiologically irrelevant, it's not that it's prestigious and doesn't feel right, it should have been someone you could have liked one way or another. The moment I saw him, I almost hit him on impulse by accident.

While I was heartily surprised by myself and its incredible urge, I continued to endure even during the examination to avoid doing anything unnecessary, but I could not do without divulging my unidentified hatred outside. I thought this was awkward, and the moment I tried to tell him to take off his role for a while until his head was cold after the examination, the anger that should have already been sorted out in my mind came out with an irrational complaint and mouth on its own.

(It's like my heart is no longer mine...)

We can do things that the Guests don't get involved in as calmly as usual and without any problems. Yet the moment you see them, especially the horns and the spring vegetables, the wrath and hatred of sarcasm reign over your whole body, and all that comes to mind is that you shouldn't do it by mistake. It was impossible to say that it was just full of restraint to avoid doing it, to keep emotions from leaking outside, etc.

Perhaps he is being invaded by curiosity without his knowledge. To sum up the stories that have ever been heard leaking, people who are eroded by anger say they have no conscious symptoms at all. In Oria's case, she realizes she's strange somewhere herself, but it's no surprise that there's such an exception. I suspected so and had it purified in the temple, but there was no particular change in my body. I also checked to see if there is any kind of strange curse, but there is no problem.

After the second visit, Elaine apparently guessed the situation without telling me, but she gave me a break for a while, but nothing more could be done than empty all the responses she could take. There's no reason to go back like this. The only thing I can do is ask you to resign or neck me. However, I am not at all confident that I will be able to act on my resignation.

(If I keep doing this, I'll do a lot of hard work. We need to do something soon...)

With that in mind, I look into the room without even seeing it. In a corner of my mind, thinking about the convenience of saying that maybe there is something strange in the room that has been controlled by it, etc.

She didn't notice. Sitting on your desk with the face that a completely unrecognizable black decorative cage is a cage without any philosophy.

(You're a smart woman everywhere...)

The Marquis Roano was heavily tongued inside, smiling at the surface. The image manipulation they set up failed to achieve any results before convenient goods such as sprouts, shoe creams, baum couches, and unusual treats and massage chairs with lots of effort.

A sweet, but a sweet. Moreover, if we are brought in to rumors of areas where we are not normally able to walk, with our people spreading directly, teaching us how to make them, no one is the first to not welcome them. That's how I sold my face from corner to corner of the castle. I can't do image manipulation or anything like that so easily. Recently, they've been going around with very laborious pens and calculators for user-friendliness in the clerical style, and massage chairs for all the rest rooms, and fans were saying there was a surge in their ease of use and comfort.

And because of meritocracy, the Kingsguards and SS would never look down on a person who could take down Wyburn. As a problem before that, even though I use the materials that are always available in the castle, there is no such thing as a person who badly speaks of a macro or his companion who has provided me with a lot of equipment that I wanted so much that I could get my hands on from a highly effective drug or throat.

Except if this is pushy and trying to fish with objects, but in their case one way or the other, there's not much dislike in that direction because it's a form of saying that Hong or Mio solved every problem that came up in public discourse while eating souvenirs during breaks with their manufacturing abilities. Moreover, if what I give you is easy, I teach you how to make it and how to maintain it, so you won't have any problems immediately if you're gone.

In other words, the only people who swallow bad rumors are those who are originally more aristocratic than themselves, or the type who don't check the rumors so properly, and who don't have a chance to face them directly either. On the contrary, if we talk about it like that, it would rather be ridiculed or despised, so that they don't even get it right. This is the first time I have succumbed so brilliantly to my appetite.

"Nevertheless, you seem to have been very active lately"

"As long as it's painful that I haven't been able to do a great deal of work for you"

Spring vegetables to be cut back to the flattery of the roano without any hesitation. Whether you look like you're eating or practicing perfect table manners, make it look really tasty. From time to time, when I speak up to my servants and cooks, explain the ingredients and how to cook them, and vice versa, where I make suggestions about the arrangements, I seem to normally enjoy eating even though I say it's an enemy land. I mixed a few dishes that required tricks to be eaten in harassment, but I can't even say I hate them if they are eaten normally without showing confusion.

"With that said, how many times has this been the first time Harna eats a formal course in our country?

Avin, who had been sneering and listening to the arrangement that Spring Vegetables had suggested to the cook, which also seemed delicious, talks as he came up with it.

"Right...... This time it's finally about five degrees. It's only been about two months since we've been in this country, and we've had a lot more to try on our own than basically eating out Farlane ingredients, food and the good food in our country."

A contemptuous gaze concentrates on Spring Vegetable's answer as to whether he is a poor adventurer or not. Two people who ignore that gaze beautifully and keep talking.

"With that said, Elaine and Aeris said that everything you make is wonderful and delicious. In fact, what we used to treat was no less stunning than the full course in our country."

"Enjoy it. Above all. But still, a meal with a high formal format is a lot better in taste and appearance than the one I imitated halfway through. As things stand, so far so"

"I have nothing to be humble about. To be honest, at my wedding with Presea, I'd like you to be in charge of the dishes."

Spring Vegetables returns a reply that no matter what, if the adventurer has no hesitation in taking charge of the kitchen to Avin, who tells the truth about the whole thing.

"Are you sure you'll come when it's convenient?

"I don't know what's ahead because of the adventurer, so I can never say it."

"I'm excited to know what rare ingredients you'll be cooking at that time."

"Right. Wyburn on the boulder feels like it's time to make it, so I'm going to tailor something else then. I've heard rumors that galvalenzia is something delicious, so would that be just the right ingredient to aim for around it?

Avin answers to Kazunaka, who says something even more unusual, that's fine, etc. It should be noted that Galvalenzia is the unity of so-called field bosses like Piaranok, whose combat ability exceeds that of Wyburn. It looks like a giant lion over fifteen meters, but has seven tails, each with a special ability. Although neither the difficulty of hunting nor cooking is the ratio of Wyburn, I have heard many times during the game talk of it being delicious beyond what is best about the finest Japanese black beef.

Honestly, I'm not the kind of person to hunt solo. Nevertheless, the mindset is field boss. If you're a current team member and you're now equipped, you can usually aim for a second kill even if you're coming from the front. As for cooking, there is not so much difference in the level as an ingredient, so you are free to eat in any way you can in the hands of spring vegetables.

Most importantly, the sensibility of this little girl, who describes Galvalenzia as the ingredient for her eyes, which does not become combative or difficult to cook, in just the right way, just has to be upset by the air.

"Speaking of which, he said he made it, but did he stop Wyburn's meat already?

"No way. Eating meat from a ten-meter creature in small numbers like us is not that easy. However, I have tried most of the dishes that come to mind, so it feels like I made them."

"I see. So that soup that stewed Wyburn's bones is still in stock, right?

"There's the gala itself, so you can still make as much as you want"

Making soup out of Wyburn's bones, the venue is utterly stunned by the impossible conversation. All cooks who can cook Wyburn are currently drawn to the border. Is it characteristic when it comes to many things that are indescribable to the reason why the glory glory has waned, or I'm tired of cooking moody monsters?

Yes. Nothing. The example adventurers were eating much more upscale dishes than the usual meals of the royal family of this country.

"Oh, what's wrong? It's certainly inferior to the rarity of Wyburn cuisine, but I think this course is the finest enough, too, huh?

"And of course. But has His Highness ever really spoken of Wyburn food?

"Oh. The dishes that I said were the first treat, Deep-fried Ryuda, and the pot dishes based on soup taken with bones were both wonderful and delicious. Oh, it's no reason to be sure it's Wyburn, but I felt the magic of the Aaron breed when I ate it, so it was definitely meat of a more powerful monster than a certain line"

Roano was told by Avin that he could no longer pinch any more questions. When the big monster outbreak occurred five years ago, both he and Rayot have direct eyes on Wyburn. It is unlikely that you will mistake magic for having had the chance to touch the wreckage.

"I like to cook today. It's a delightful discovery, even for me, that Terona will be such a classy dish with just a little ingenuity"

"I hear that Terona, which you guys make, uses a condiment called soy sauce, is also delicious, but what do you think compared to that one?

"With soy sauce, I'm confident that the dish will taste pretty good, but I don't know what to say. It feels more like stewing in me than Terona."

I'm somewhat convinced by Spring Vegetable's answer, Avin. Terona is a local dish that is eaten throughout this country, dismantling a bird called Sharp, an inherent species of Farlane, and simmering it in consomme soup with all but a whole serving of vegetables for all but the gut.

Terona would be Terona even if simmered in soy sauce or pong vinegar, as it is also a dish that has quite a regional character, not consomme soup but demiglass sauce just for local cuisine, but I guess Japanese people are different from sprinkling beef stew on rice as much as Hayashi rice on another dish.

"Somehow, you're still a cook in a place like that"

"You must be the cook"

Spring vegetables snort unexpectedly in His Highness Avin's words. In the end, you can't just give a little bit to someone who could be an international problem, Roano rushes down on his plans to say he plants a light poison in Baumkuchen brought in by Spring Vegetables.

He didn't know. That all the treats with the spring vegetables sprinkled with bulk are well worked out with a fair level of panacea, and that in the three days until the potency of the medicines planted disappears, no matter how many normal levels of poison are planted in that treat, the effect is neutralized and disappears instantly.

"Marquis, have you heard?

"Oh, that obvious trap, is it"

In anticipation of Avin and Spring Vegetables returning, one of his surroundings speaks to Roano.

"It's obviously a trap, but it's also a one-of-a-kind opportunity"

One of the surroundings who has brought the story makes strangely frowning remarks. Given the way things have been, I honestly don't want to touch it as a roano, but I have few hands to hit it.

"Marquis, why don't you put the example assassin in here?

"That's right. Fortunately, there are people who may be able to take their place, and if they do well, Princess Elaine can be kicked out of the stage."

"Well, that's how it works..."

Roano tells the words of the surrounding people the words of denial with his face only in his face. Unfortunately, I can't have the congratulatory idea of jumping into a trap that's so obviously strained so far and saying that we need to be intact, etc. In the first place, assuming that we have succeeded in the assassination, it is our own faction that is definitely suspected in the present circumstances.

For the most part, the reason we deliberately tried to set up an intelligence battle to isolate ourselves is also to delude the line to ourselves by involving directly unrelated people. I want to avoid riskier behavior than that is failing. To be honest, I don't want to be involved in this anymore. In the case of roanos that are not as distracted as the Catalinas, there is also a lack of motivation to run so aggressively to eliminate spring vegetables and aeris. If you pull your hand now, at least you will not be climbed to the execution bench. If you sleep three months in the purified area, you will be able to move, the optimal solution will be known every second.

You'll be in just a little worse position than once you're turning to the hostile side, but you won't be pushed as hard as you eat. Either way, he hasn't acted so decisively hostile to the royal family, and from the people's point of view, he enters those who lay down good governance. This time the motive is not because the royal family hates it either. I was just unhappy that I was doing proper politics, developing territory, increasing tax revenues by positive offense, but not being properly evaluated right now, and that I had the impression that I was undertreated for my status. The Catalinas also acted on the condition that Elaine collapsed in addition to Aeris' bad reviews, which anyone would consider to be the best.

"Marquis Roano, you're more of a lotus student than you are here, aren't you?

It was Catalina's lumbar wipes that sometime appeared that brought the roano back to reality, which was full of thought as to what to do.

"One-Lotus Toshio, what?

"It's not surprising that the royal family has grasped the touch of the face on this occasion more than it has set an obvious trap so far. Even if you don't make your own move here, there's no doubt that someone will just go ahead and use it as an excuse to dispose of all the humans on this scene."

……

Bardo pointed out that you dared turn away, and Roano looked back with a bitter face. It's a fact that you're helping out with activities to get rid of Aeris. Besides, it was myself who mediated the assassin. In other words, it is not a time to say that we are destroying political opponents. If explored, there will be evidence around it as well.

"And it's too late."

"Too late?"

"Yeah. Looks like someone who ran earlier ordered a job in your name against an assassin you were going to use to figure out how."

"What!?

"That's what I'm saying, so be prepared"

Baldo grins softly and gruesomely at that less impressive face.

"... you shouldn't be sorry, either, okay?

"As far as I'm concerned, if there's a lot of blood out there, that's all I appreciate. If one dies, that's all the sense of holiness fills the land. If you feel holy, that rotten goddess will lose her power, too."

Seeing Baldo's madly colored expression, Roano has no choice but to put an end to it. I just have to confuse myself with words that contradict this man's actions so far.

"... then why didn't you do it from the beginning?

"It's easy. Because the best result was a lot more beings like me. For to do this, it was necessary to fill this Urus with holiness and fill it with unacceptable human beings with the curse of the name Blessings of that Goddess. But thanks to those abominable adventurers, the plan was broken."

Baldo throws up really abominably. This is the first time a person on the spot has seen this man reveal his emotions in this way.

"Either way, there's only one action you guys can take starting tomorrow. So gentlemen."

Returning to a pale tone, Baldo, twitchy enough to hunt him down, utters the last word.

"Is the soldier ready enough?

"... tired..."

"Good day. Something nasty."

"It's not a big deal physically, but it's coming very spiritually..."

Spring Vegetable Room in the Royal Palace. A horse who speaks a lot of onion while making a lot of groceries here and there on spring vegetables that show remarkably worn out when he returns.

"Still, I'm really tired."

"Mm-hmm. It was because His Highness was there today, but still a lot of things happened..."

"Don't ask me if I did something stupid?

Spring vegetables that get one sigh, to the words of the Hong. I wonder if I am, because the Horn is enough to say this. In the meantime, because of this, I decide to sweeten it to its generosity and gently spill my stupidity.

"What are those people..."

He exhales accumulated depression as he marvels at his own stupidity, which has become a heavier voice than he thought.

"Either way, if you want to buy people's interest in food, you're a lousy adventurer, or you don't have anything in your gift, or you feel sorry for your servant, you can say whatever you want."

The content I'm told is just a level of crap that honestly doesn't sound like a heartbeat of spring vegetables that can be laughed at with my nose, but the fact that a good old adult is giving blood to that kind of crap annoys me on top of dying honestly. If I disagree, it is obvious that it is as if I took a ghost's neck from it alone, and if I keep quiet, I will only affirm it. The malice of those people is what permeates them like twitching and body blowing, and the spirit of spring vegetables has been considerable and sluggish over the past week.

"What pisses me off more than anything else is that even we owe you a favor, making fun of people who make drugs and tools? You can't do anything on your own, and you're not attractive or powerful enough to listen to people without status, and you don't even know how brittle sand we stand on, and you make fun of Hiroshi just because of our appearance? It's not even worth living Mio, how dare you say that? It also went out of its way to me directly."

It doesn't bother me at all that I'm being spoken ill. If I'd cared, I wouldn't have been able to live until this year, naturally. But I even remember killing someone who I value and respect and treat with favor in whatever form, with only narrow values. Besides, I'm still angry because its content even denies me the right to life.

Spring vegetables that keep spitting out what was accumulating, feeling like turning a stupidity like that, sometimes in a raging mouthful, sometimes out of potpourries and bumps. Without stopping the hand of work, and still conscious of proper spring vegetables, the macro keeps looking at the spring vegetable eyes from the front from time to time and listening to stupidity without pinching a slice.

"... Come on"

After dating the stupidity of spring vegetables for a while, and deciding that he had finished spitting out what he wanted to say, Macho ends his thoughts with that one word of panacea. I noticed that the phrase really weighed a surprising amount, but there was no other way for Spring Vegetables to be uncomfortable with that phrase, which was too succinct for boulders.

"No way, that's all...?

"No, I'm sorry for the unpleasant role that Spring Vegetables pushed me, but honestly, I'm used to being told that I'm nasty in a different way than myself..."

Spring vegetables that somehow drain poison into the dialogue of the Macro.

"I don't care if you're used to it..."

"Well, the dialogue with Mio is honestly angry, and I think it's really bad for Spring Vegetables, who are being heard straight like that. He's angry with me, even though I appreciate it. I'm sorry Mio and I pushed you like that, right? I'm sorry to say this, but honestly, all I can say is," No way. "

"Yeah, well, you're right..."

Spring vegetables that somehow cool down my head when I hear from Hong. Indeed, in a macroscopic position, it may be difficult to say other thoughts. I'm glad to say that you're angry with me, but I also feel somewhat out of tune with the character of a macro.

"In the first place, they realize they're starting to isolate themselves. It's funny around here..."

"You're starting to isolate me?

"Normally, a lot of abilities. If the people who sprinkle majesty and yell at the habits touch the evil words of humans who have made their work convenient, then naturally we should rebel?

"How did you know that?

"Leichi taught me. Maybe after this, you'll catch me on this obvious spray bait, so I'll just watch you destroy yourself later."

"... Hong-kun, shouldn't we pull up over there together?

Spring vegetables that, in the words of the Macro, become worried about boulders. Being caught up in the bait is saying that it is the job to come. It is quite doubtful to say that no matter how sturdy the Hiroshi are at the level of quitting human beings, it applies to the assassin opponent in office. I couldn't get my head around that much because I had a lot of tempers in plain sight, but when I try to be stupid, neat and calm, I still realize that I'm pushing a pretty bad role on the macro.

I did stop when we talked. But somehow I didn't know the image of an assassin killing me, and I didn't ask him to withdraw as seriously as Aerys did. My spine is even colder now because of its own thinness and sweetness of thought.

"I'm ready to pull it up if I suck, and I'm gonna wear leather armor, and I'm not gonna worry about that much, but yeah."

"But..."

"Besides, I'd be much better off if I told you at risk. In Spring Vegetables' case, if you make a mistake, you can be punished legally for dishonor or something."

Macro's point is a troublesome thing about the identity system. Matters like Spring Vegetables, for example, were said to be between the common people and the common people, the nobles and nobles, with half a chance of catching on to the discredit, but not so easily culpable if the nobles say away to the common people. Conversely, if Spring Vegetables says the same thing back, if there is conclusive evidence, even if it is a buying word for a selling word, it can be punished with no room for extenuating circumstances. No matter how much the legal system has drastically shredded royal and aristocratic privileges, it has not been able to take all privileges to boulders.

I am not guilty of a major crime where I was punished, because it is basically only an intriguing statement, such as a conversation at a night club, but I do not know how to develop the content of the punishment from there. Even though it's treason so easily when you speak ill, it's not as good a law as it can be, but when you get sued, your actions are really constrained for a certain period of time. It can also be argued that the risk that Spring Vegetables carries is considerable, given that the extent to which they are held in captivity for a short period of about a day or two is possible with the privileges of the nobility now recognised.

"It's time for Elle to come, and if you don't mind me now, it'll help if you evacuate."

"... okay. If you think it's dangerous, run away immediately."

"I get it."

Immediately after such a conversation, the room is knocked.

"Looks like he's here."

"Right. Go ahead!"

As planned, it was the familiar threesome of Aeris and Doga and Raina who came in. Encouraged by the Macro, greetings are also made there to show signs in the room and evacuate through the closet door to the workshop.

"Well, what's out there?"

Hiroshi lurks in the shadow of his bed with his hand axe in one hand to lure his opponent off guard. I can't swing Paul Axe inside this room on a boulder.

"... are you here"

Time to change the date. The swing of signs that you wouldn't know first if you weren't in the margins, feeling it and contacting the Rayots, an ambition that sets you up to cope with things. The window opens without making a sound, and someone breaks in.

(Seriously......)

Confirm the appearance of someone who has broken in, and the macro becomes rigid. Being that would be the most troublesome thing for a macro. The person who had unconsciously excluded it as a possibility from the supposed intrusion method and security situation.

Yes, the assassin was a woman.

……

Ruthlessly for both sides, the trap set by the Macro is activated precisely. The windows close and the doors are fixed at a completely wasteless time, and the space is isolated from the world. Except for certain means, the magic and items of the metastatic system are also completely disabled, and even more mist-sprayed chemicals also seal self-harm with poison.

……

An intruder who observes the inside of the room without being particularly upset while understanding that he has been caught. They decided to ignore it because they don't even know what the sprayed thing is, but it doesn't seem like it would do their body any harm. Read the signs that the macro leaked slightly from the upset and throw something behind the bed.

"Wow!?

……

Capture the macro rolling out of the shadow of the bed with a gaze that doesn't make you feel the temperature. In the meantime, turn your work tools behind you with no sound in one hand, in order to eliminate the macro whose movements are completely consolidated.

"Yes!

Drop your hand axe when you pop out, a great deal of highs to do. Even though it doesn't make a big difference, it's not like there are no weapons in the situation. Trauma is stimulated by a woman who does not even have the will to kill, who looks at merely an obstacle, swallowed by the atmosphere and plunges into a rash more than usual.

An assassin who lightly discourages resistance that can't even be called such resistance and clings from behind lightly. If you're sure to tailor a macro that covers almost the entire body with leather armor, the decision is that it's best to slit your throat from behind, but it works differently against him again.

The softness of an indescribable female body, two fumbles that also do not reach spring vegetables but are quite the size, awakens the memory of a certain incident that was on the day of her arrival. Unfortunately for Macho, the clothes she was wearing were like full-body tights specializing in infiltration work, and none of them had the ability to inhibit skin sensation.

An assassin who panics about the softness of a woman's body and scratches her throat with work tools while burning her hands at a macro who tries to jitter more intensely than ever. If it was supposed to be, that should be it...

……

Her specialty, which was supposed to slit Giant Lizard's epidermis like paper, was only a shallow slit through the throat of a macro. It did help, but instead of bleeding out of my throat, I don't even know if I got a scratch in my appearance.

At this point she understood. This opponent says it is deadly to the assassin.

……

Still, she wasn't going to give up the assignment she was given. No, the notion of giving up doesn't exist for her, who is killing the majority of herself with drugs.

No knife, no poison would be possible with the strength of this skin. If he's cute enough to punch and slaughter in the back of the head, he should be done by the time he slits his throat. Then you just need to tighten your neck. Fortunately, I'm taking the other guy's back. Immediately draw conclusions and try to remove the wire from the work tool by hand, whoever it is and who will not be able to stop it, and tighten his neck quickly.

"Stop! Don't touch me!! Get away from me!

Because of panic caused by female phobias, a magnificent force of violent ambition. My neck should be squeezed, but I don't feel as if I've been affected. As expected, her arm strength seems to make it difficult to completely strangle this opponent. Then we can use each other's weight. That much thought puts us in an even more unfortunate situation for both sides.

"Hin!?

A rampaging macroscopic leg blurred her rather subtle spot. Until now, totally silent, she also unwittingly raises her voice to that feeling she experiences for the first time. A surprisingly young, adorable voice. Having heard that strangely colorful voice, the macro accelerates the panic even further and begins to rumble more twitchy than ever before. Without even knowing that would invite further pinches.

What happens when there are two people in close proximity and one crashes poorly with a wire? What if that wire length is also long enough to hang each person?

Yes, it's entangling. It's just like that one where the cat gets tangled up in a string that goes to jam and can't move. I'm lucky that I accidentally loosened the wire that was wrapped around my neck in the earlier contact, and the wire that was wrapped in half here and there because of the original majesty starts to tangle in a way that I can't really help.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"Huh! Amen!"

The intertwining of wires increases the degree of intimacy, the panic becomes worse and more violent, and the wires become more intertwined and adhere to the sucky feeling. While the vicious circle was going on, the macro and her body were finally fixed in a way that people could not show. Over and over again in the process I blur where the hands and feet of a macro are sensitive in her sexual sense and accuse her of twitching that body, even though she has no intention at all.

If we stick close to each other in the first place, it can only be small enough to say it will burst, making it almost impossible to move in such a way as to cause damage to each other. She also moves unconsciously to reduce the damage, so she can't get hurt by each other. As a result, the macro felt unconsciously, even halfway through touching here and there.

Inevitably, these attacks do not work for them. Because they are messing with their physique with special medications to erase that sense of hand with their personality and set. Such medication, which, in exchange for enhancing physical and learning abilities, uproots and extinguishes something awkward if it is lost as a creature rather than as a person. She had acquired the ability to break through as a disposable assassin due to the drug.

However, this medicine has the side effect that if time passes, the effect of erasing the area around the senses will disappear and become more sensitive with recoil. The sprayed panacea wiped out the effects of the medicine. The lack of reaction to saying this at the time I took the back and cut my neck was due to the time it took for the medicine to disappear because I took a different intake method than it should have been called aspiration. And for the sake of living with stamina potions, panacea is basically ineffective in the category of side effects….

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"Hih! Huh!?

Assassins who continue to be accused of bluffing their sensitive bodies at the resulting horrible, yelling and raging macro. When the two bodies were so tangled that they could no longer be helped, her body had already been switched on of a kind that she should not have been able to do so completely. Back to back with her, who accidentally leaks a sweet exhale with even a few moves, it's time for the spirit to go beyond its limits and the complexion is starting to feel quite dangerous. The power to break out is also much weaker, and the expression is no longer cramped.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

"also, more..."

When I had an eye, she accidentally said something like that. The mask that hides his face has already gone somewhere while he's rambling. The face that came out was unexpectedly young in a way, and I'd say fifteen or so at best. I hear dangerous words from such a girl. The heart of a macro finally transcends its limits and lets go of consciousness lightly. The occasional tingling and subtle spasmodic body tells the story of how pinched his heart is. I'm telling the story...

"Huh! Mmm!"

Yes, the situation remains unchanged, where Hiroshi has passed out and his hands and feet are in contact with her sensitive and dangerous place. Instead, saying that she is having cramps hasn't gotten any better for her.

"Ah!"

Even after Hiroshi faints, the assassin, who was repositioning with Momoko, discovers the most pleasant positioning he has ever felt before escaping. She is totally captivated by that feeling that she has never experienced before, but even stuffy feathers at the inadequacy of the mere inadvertent reaction of the stunned human being. Eventually, he surrendered lightly to Rayots, who entered sufficiently after the meeting, and sprayed the information with a kind of face that he could not show to many people.

It should be noted, for the record, that after moving to the workshop in an honest gesture of evacuation, the prospect ended completely undeveloped by the betrayal of Alfemina, who was about to intervene by consorting with Alfemina to look at the timing and send in the doga, but decided that the situation of the macro could not be shown to a child who did not even have a first period.