Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

Episode Seven: Marmilla IV, the town of water: Thin and long sweets and ocarinas

I'm packing it perfectly.

The most appropriate word to describe my current heart is, yeah, this.

Oh, what. If I came to visit the grave of a guy I used to like, I'd be stuffed in my life at some point. I could go under the grave just like that.

The two enemies are almost half intimidated by wearing a black coat.

Or one of them is a scattered quizza from before, and one of them is a scum like riding someone else's grave, and there's no such thing as an Imperial College human being.

But I forgive the fact that it looks like a military uniform because it was cute when I modified it. Even if I kill everyone at Imperial College, I'm very fond of the fact that only the designers are going to do a little half-kill for you. Even if it looks like this.

... wasn't if we were talking like that.

What? This sucks. If you're disrespectful, you're staring at me with a lot of hostility, and this guy's got an ocarina. What kind of song are you going to perform at the cemetery? Speech system magic?... The Empire has acquired a great variety of magic, too.

So, if you're shiny, you're observing me in your spare time.

Ah, yes, yes, I am a demon clan with no choice but to be spilled by you. I want to escape somehow. I want to run away completely. Seriously. I want to go to Sten's. But you think you can get away with it.

I'll help you find something! Say... No, there's nothing I can do to help you with the two ghost shaped demon conductors chasing you from behind. You'll find out in an instant. Such a lie.

First of all, now, we need to successfully explore opportunities for escape.

I'm not thinking about winning. The load is too heavy for me now weakened.

"... you know the marshal?

"What?"

The abrupt inquiry comes from Patskin Kiza.

I think Sten said his name, but what is it? Pretzel?

I've been asking if you know the marshal, Pretzel.

... Yeah, maybe not pretzels. But for your convenience, pretzels are fine.

Pretzels are good enough for you.

Even so, Marshal... there's no way I know the top of the Imperial College. If you knew, you're definitely not human. How long do you live?

"... how long have you been alive, that guy"

……

Ask Pretzel as he invests in his feet treading on the ground. Maybe we can get some information as we buy time. Wait for the word as you gauge your chance to escape.

How can you be alarmed?

There's no way you can win.

But the blushing disrespectful woman in the back is giving you a great glance, right? Maybe that's what makes pretzels seem like they can afford it.

I'd like to burn you down right now for a woman like you on a headstone... and I don't know what kind of attack you're going to make in Ocarina.... You're not gonna hit me, are you? Blow it! That's not the kind of attack you'd want to say, is it?

I'm afraid the Magic Master might be able to be there... and Sten said he doesn't know what he's going to do...

"... the Marshal has been around since at least before I was born, but that's not the answer you're looking for. You were sealed a hundred years ago."

"Yes... because of all this, but that's it?

"No, I'm sure he's been alive since then. Or maybe you're right to say you're not dead."

What are you talking about, you pretzel? I even had an incredible smile.

Are you gonna say something cool?

Undead or human dama, why not? There can't be any outsiders in Imperial College. I think Yatano is a little out of bounds... so that means the marshal is that way too? A soul sealing bead, perhaps?

"Losing shape?

"... that's what happens. Nevertheless, there is no particular obstacle because we are losing shape. … Do you know what buildings the Imperial College is remodeling and building in your time?

I don't know. I don't know.

"The answer is the House of Lords Agency. I rebuilt that hall, and now I have the Imperial College."

"Become..."

My voice leaked unexpectedly. If the House of Lords Agency were to be modified, naturally, it would mean nothing more than that the royal family, including the emperor, asked for the establishment of the Imperial College.

If the existence of such a "former Marshal of the House of Lords" who may know me without knowing the formation of the Imperial College, then there are not many answers.

Not to mention, if you're hungry to take me.

Then he is, that man. It doesn't mean I can still live forever using it until my separation, which means I'm a soul seal bead.

"Talos, is it V...?

Marshal wants to see you.

"... eh"

I bit my lip.

It was unlikely, but I didn't want you to hit it.

'Cause I just made up my mind yesterday that I wouldn't get involved because of it. Don't go to the Empire City, just say hello to Garland and leave the Empire quietly. Yes, I made up my mind yesterday.

Why is he alive?

And why bother calling me now?

Talos V.

The emperor of time, who annihilated me a hundred years ago.

... I also want to do something now that I'm out of the seal.

Leave me alone.

Don't remind me, I've decided I'm not taking revenge on the Empire anymore. Just because I think you're alive makes me want to burn all over the Empire......!!

"Hey Seat Ten. This guy seems to be releasing charm magic all the time, but can I just take him with me?

"Hmm... basically the magic of that hand doesn't work. I didn't realize."

"Sounds like a good reason to be told that the area isn't suitable for combat."

……

Who's getting there? Looks like Ocarina.

Thanks again for registering, Pretzel. I'll just thank you now. Though in my heart.

I mean, what did I do? It's refreshing, so I was wondering if you could stop looking at that hostility or killing circles, seat eight? Is that it? Sounds like an ocarina.

"Bad girl who tilted the empire a hundred years ago with that charming magic...... tragic heroine sounds like fun?

... ah?

"Who......!!

"Give me a minute. Seat eight, now I need to ask you a few questions."

"Sounds like a long time?

"Don't tell me that.... Well."

Sounds like it. Sounds like it...

Shut up and blow the ocarina. Oh, no, Ocarina, you don't know what happens when you blow it. Shut up and go home. Wouldn't it be hard if I could do that?

Ha... I want to run away quickly.

Nevertheless, if it was that easy to get there, you'd be on the run right now.

Pretzel doesn't break his serious expression as usual. Around unaware of fascinating magic, though there really doesn't seem to be much combat sense per se.

The fact that a man named Pretzel is quite a fierce man covering his lack of taste with experience was scattered before this.

Hmm... a little more, what is it?

You can't see the magic vegetables dripping through the charms.

"What do you want to hear?"

"... To be honest, I want to know what the Marshal is thinking. The Marshal, who hated even being invaded by the Empire, purposefully told me to bring you to the Academy headquarters, that sincerity."

"You can ask him yourself."

"Ha ha... he's a pretty awkward boss"

I mean, it's hard, I just like it. That scumbag emperor.

What are you laughing at Nihil for?

I think I'm gonna punch you in the cocoa, you pretzel.

"Most importantly, in view of the dangers that this entails, I'm supposed to talk to the first seat... the marshal doesn't like the first seat. I try to do anything without her."

"I'm not interested in that."

"That's right. Excuse me."

So, can I ask you something?

So close, Pretzel looked to me. Those jade eyes don't grab me and let me go.

When I checked my back, I looked like an ocarina, and I was staring at her with hateful eyes.

I don't know why you hate me, or why I'm being hit with murder, but there's a grudge against the Demons anyway. That's the reason.

It would be easier if we could just get away to Sten's.

... what an idea, it's me. Wow.

I feel weakened to my heart as I weakened. I don't know... you said you got cowardly. I'm scared of scary things. I can't help it.

Pretzels are the weakest, which means that ocarina-like sounds definitely stronger than pretzels. There's no way I can win right now because of those two guys.

Then I'd at least like to get away with it.

If I can, I hope I sprinkle it by the time I get to Sten's.

... All right.

"Oh!! A flock of flying yatanos!!

"What!?

Fox fire activated to match the rushing back pretzel. Explode with an exorcism planted around you like a fire line.

"Sounds like he's decided to lie!! Are you nuts, seat ten!?

"Gu... you want to see, she can be there...!!

Oh, I might have made some kind of pretzel pure mind decision.

If that's the case, it's kind of funny. Guilt?...... well, just a little bit.

But I don't want to die either!!

Jump backwards into the gap for a moment.