Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"And I'm sorry where it came together in a good way. - Hey, nice to meet you, Blackbell Brigade folks."

It wasn't until less than ten seconds later that a man with a floating grin arrived at Arkham looking up at the sky weakly.

When Arkham gets up and turns to his voice, one man with shiny hair like gold coins is walking over here with his hands up.

"That was a lot of disaster."

As the man walked slowly to his sight, he gave in with a grinning grin.

"My name is Shaw-Jules Sherwood. I'm a merchant everywhere."

Arkham sounded familiar to his name.

Races dealing with golden-eyed things, not just merchants and thieves, are familiar with the name "Sherwood Chamber of Commerce".

Especially lately, it has moved so vibrantly that I wonder what a period of quiet was, how new it is to memory.

"of the Sherwood Chamber of Commerce..."

"Yeah, that heads-up. - Well, I've just introduced myself, and I need to talk to you."

Fu, the merchant's natural grin so far turned into a luscious grin.

It's not just beautiful, it's even like an unspoken intimidation, and it reminds Arkham of his condition just now.

I wasn't even in a position to exchange, I was just in a position to be eaten, like I was just now.

"- Which is better to die now or later?

The merchant said that with a full smile.

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Merea and the others captured the Black Bell Brigade personnel, beginning with Arkham, and finally returned to the kingdom of Lemuse.

When they reached the eastern gate of Lemuse, they had already been contacted by Harsim, and the military men of Lemuse, who looked a lot harder than before, lined up beautifully and waited for the Mereas.

"Good luck, gentlemen"

One of them, a man in armor slightly more handy than the rest of the military, said as he bowed his head to the Mereas at the national gate.

"I know you're tired of traveling, but Your Majesty is waiting for you at the Royal Castle"

"Right. Okay, I'll be on my way."

"Please. I will keep these Black Bell Brigade thieves with me."

"Oh, please. Oh, but are you taking only the captain? - Shaw."

Melea turned to Shaw and asked.

Shaw is negotiating with the Customs at the National Gate, with the Lemuse soldiers at his side.

"How about we take ten percent of the time here? No, no, because this isn't food, it's just powder. Technically it's not edible yet. So I don't think it fits into the details."

"-Shaw."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look, I don't care what you say about sugar, but when you think about it carefully, it's just powder. I wonder if I'm going to be in for the out-of-the-box minerals when I try to think about it, what do I think? But minerals have lower tax rates, right?

With exaggerated gestures and gestures, Chau, even talking about his makeover, didn't seem to have noticed Merea's voice yet.

When I look at Shaw like that, Salman tells me, "Well, that's not his excuse, it's sometimes painful."

Then, with that look on his ass, now Mariza stepped forward.

Mariza, who confirmed that there were no people between her and Shaw, roughly pulled out her hipster dagger and

"Finish it right here."

Throw toward Shaw.

"Ha! Weird killing...!

Shaw suddenly flipped and deformed the three gold coins he had in his right hand in a crooked alchemy ceremony to create a small shield.

Mariza's thrown dagger falls to the ground, played by a gold shield with the sound of Khan,

"I'm freaking out over the noise of a maid throwing a dagger relentlessly on my buddy's back...!

"Answer Melea's question quickly."

"Ask?"

Shaw leaves his eyes dyed golden, and turns to Merea.

"The leader of the Black Bell Brigade called Arkham is taking you to Harsim, right?

"Oh, yes, yes. As we talked about earlier, he still has something to use. By the way, I've already turned my hand around, so all you have to do is go to His Majesty Harsim and you'll figure it out."

Saying so, Shaw turns his face back to Customs again. Looks like we've resumed negotiations.

"That's why."

Merea sighed exaggerated at Shaw's hot hindsight, then smiled bitterly and told the Lemuse servicemen.

"Ha.... but isn't it dangerous?

The military scratches his head like trouble, blurry with worry.

"It's okay. I'm going to tie it up properly. I'm nearby too."

"Right...... right. If Merea and the others are nearby, isn't it possible?"

"I'm gonna put a lot of effort into you guys."

"No, never mind. Please proceed to the castle gate at Lemuse Castle."

"Yeah, thanks"

Merea pounded the shoulders of the Remusse military men gently, then looked back at the companions.

"Well, let's go"

The demon kings move on, keeping the chau they are meeting at customs.

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"Nevertheless, that dialogue Shaw told Arkham, he was a complete villain, I wonder if he could do anything about it..."

"'Which is better to die now or later?' You mean the dialogue? - I agree with you, but you also need a hatchet to negotiate."

"It's not more threatening than negotiating...?

"For me, I think blackmail is even fertile. The sin of pointing a weapon spear at Lady Merea and Lady Eyes deserves to die. - I was angry when I remembered. Shall I kill you now?"

"Well, wait. Let's calm down, Mariza. That would make no sense if I was desperate to change the Black Dragon's track."

Immediately after releasing the Black Dragon of St. Berceus, Merea dared to stray from its orbit.

I didn't mean to let 'Black Dragon' hit me directly in the first place.

For Melea, this activation of the surgical ceremony - it was also a good experiment for her body.

"As a matter of fact, everyone would have done a good job, even if I hadn't got my hands on it"

Melea is convinced of that.

"But Shaw thought of something bold, too. I can't believe we're pawning the Black Bell Brigade as a whole."

"That golden deceased is a stance that we will use what we can use. In fact, these thieves seem to be very skilled."

"Assuming there is forgiveness from Harsim, who will oversee it?

"Especially if you don't have a candidate, wouldn't that golden deceased use it as a limb?

"Don't do more of Shaw's stuff."

Melea laughs bitterly as she looks at the streets of Lemuse.

"Right...... I know that the golden deceased is the one who does it, but sometimes he claims strange intent and aesthetics, so he may not be fit to move a very large group."

"Huh?"

To Marisa's sober analysis, Melea rounds her eyes to see something rare.

"Therefore, the organization that will be the Sherwood Chamber of Commerce is also in the shape of a few elite people."

"Mariza, you've been observing Shaw quite a bit."

"It doesn't necessarily matter when you're blind to money and don't betray it. It's an unintended by-product of surveillance."

Melea looked at Marisa deliberately picking her eyebrows in a delightful way, spitting poison.

"And then maybe it's not a good idea to do too much without it. Because if you're too good up there, you don't create ambition for your people. Ambition is also an agent of growth."

"Oh, that sounds difficult.... Is that it? By the way, what if I look at it that way?

"Dear Merea, if you leave the battlefield, it's basically you, so it's okay. No problem."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about...!

"But that's also a great thing about Merea again, so it's okay. No problem. - Oh, no, I got excited when I started counting the wonderful things about Merea."

"I'm starting to think you've been making fun of this lately."

As Merea tried to protest so much, she saw just behind her sight the royal castle of Remusse.

"Well, no, I guess I'll have a little chat with Harsim, including the chatter around there"

Merea glanced up at the Royal Castle of Lemuse against the backdrop of the Great Star Tree and snapped.

"- Ah, Salman. You can take Lyna and the others home first."

And as Merea remembers, she turns around and says:

Behind Merea were the companions who had been walking with us all the way from Virginia, waiting with a bright look.

"Are you sure? Well, it certainly wouldn't make much sense if we were together."

'Cause Lyna and Mina would be tired, too.

The twin girls with blue and silver hair were relaxed stuck to Salman's legs.

I grabbed Salman's clothes and felt like I was standing on my feet.

Merea sees how it goes thanks to love.

"And Juliana and the Zaras can take it off as soon as they meet Harsim. You should go home with Elma or Siladis then."

Then Merea told the new demon kings she met in the city of art.

"Demon King's Castle - it's not, because you should go to Star Tree Castle and meet the other Demon Kings early. The first time I meet Lilium, it might go smoothly after that. Even though I say bump, I still take good care of him."

"Is it better than you?

"Better than me."

When Zaras asked with his neck hanging, Merea laughed and replied.

"I'll be back before it's too late."

"Okay."

Finally, Elma answers, and the line steps into the castle gate of the Royal Castle of Lemuse.

Remusse soldiers in white armor waiting inside, realizing the Triumph of the Demon Kings, drowned their heads exaggerated.