I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 11 years old, 4-7 months.

The next day, we met at the guild, to me and Mal.

"Pack your bags, will you?"

and there was Will niggling with Cyril, who asked me to do it with a red face.

"" Yes!

Somehow the inside of the guild was filled with applause and cheer.

"Finally."

"Make some money."

"Next time with us!

Enter the dungeon.

There were young swordsmen there who had never seen them. Of course, I always see it in training. But I don't know a swordsman who doesn't pull a step against a real demon and fights so hard and beautifully. Next door Mal squeezed his hands together. The enthusiasm comes in. I want to fight. With these people. Two look back.

"Look, Cyril, two eyes, are we cool?

"Huh? Arsh?

Will nibbled and Cyril turned red.

Yeah, the contents are Cyril and Will.

"Disappointed"

"Oh, Mal, brothers, you're so cool"

"Cool."

"Bar reading?"

Come on, dismantle it.

"Oh, and Arsh?

It's cool, both of you. But the two of you, you can still stay put. Be strong, but don't go too far ahead, wait.

It's us we've always been together. You don't have to say anything to get through. Hunting and dismantling went smoothly on top of this. That's why we didn't put together any more. I can learn because I'm with people I don't know. There's still something we can do for each other separately.

That's how Merche finished a week earlier than planned, and Nash finished as well, and even with the move, he came back in the fourth week of the month of five.

"Hey, welcome back, you just need to slow down a little"

Who is it!

"It's me."

I have compassion for the Alliance Commander! Ouch! Lose it! I knew it was the guild leader.

"Sounds like you're doing well. Hey, then, you guys"

Return to the Lamb Museum.

"Shit. Well, I'm not really asking you to do it right now. Maria, how'd it go?

"Was Arsh selling new cookies and selling them amazing, and then they were teasing me about the Wings of the King's Capital, and it went well"

"Uh, again, or you should like it already. I haven't received any more requests this year. Maria and Sophie are tired."

That's how busily six moons passed, and seven moons of surge passed. Seeing the battle between Cyril and Will, me and Mal struck into the sword even more seriously.

"Looks like you finally got serious, huh? Arsh. Now I'm on a good line."

Finally, I, too, am recognized by the Master of Swords. And finally, the summer course in Wang Du begins.

"Guild chief, maybe this year, in the month of 9, we're going to a dungeon in the king's capital or somewhere else. Maybe I'll be a little late."

"Meryl's fine. Do as you please."

"" "I'm going" "

It's the same road I took last year. A young voice begins to speak this year through the dark green meadows. At the end of the fourth week, he followed the East Gate.

"I wonder if they're here again this year."

"It's been a year, huh, that one?

"Mr. Just?

"Hey you, it's been three months. I couldn't wait."

"I couldn't wait, the soup was aside..."

"Yeah, well, I'll be there"

To where?

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