I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 12 years old, end of the month of 9.

At the end of August, when everyone set their course, and into September, the Aloys said, it took classes enthusiastically, joined the Imperial Language Club, and seriously gave the club members instruction in Imperial Language. It was the heart of my desire to get a little more of what I get in college. We had a relaxing September to let them breathe like that, while dating the dungeon.

"Yeah, you guys, it's relaxing, but high school seems to be so hard to study. Not to mention with us, it's gonna be that school with a lot of nobility, right? If you become a civilian, an orphan, an adventurer, an exotic, you could be harassed. I think it would have been easier to go as an adventurer, I guess."

"I think so too, Theodore. Why did the ambassador bother to be an international student..."

"Really? I don't know what harassment is. Hidden? Can you put trash or something in your desk? Textbook Break? Do I get watered or something?

"Frightened, Arsh, where does that idea come from? Um, ignore it or something."

"How do you water it?"

And Mal asks,

"When you're walking under the window, zap me from upstairs."

"Be specific, dude"

"Until I come under the window, I'm waiting with a bucket, weird"

"Um, sure...... well, to the common man's cunt! Like what? Speak ill."

"It's okay because you're a common man"

"I don't have a parent, or something"

"'Cause I remember."

"To the scum of someone in a small country on the border,"

"'Cause I'm a country guy, okay?"

"Hmm, and then..."

"You guys, that's enough. I feel sorry for the bully..."

"If you get bullied, why don't we quit school and go ahead of the Empire"

Cyril said.

"Is that Findaria?

"Yes."

They won't be able to help us.

"Money's no problem, I'm making money."

"You guys are surprisingly rich."

"Well, let's just relax and go."

Thus came the end of the month of nine, the day of the journey.

"Okay, I'll be there"

"Um, I'll spread the word. Cyril, Will, Arsh, Mal, Regards."

"Yes, Doctor, I will deliver it to the King's Capital by the end of February"

I've never been to Old. Out of the central gate of the Wang capital and through the meadows, eventually a little ridge emerges from both sides, and at the foot of the great mountain ranges that protrude is the Old. Going to the guild, Nico and Blanc waited with bitter faces. What's the matter with you?

"Hey Arsh, long time no see, oh really grow up!

It's Mr. Just!

"I've been waiting for you, come on, I'm going to the dungeon with you"

"Yep..."

The Aloys are a pocan. When Cyril and Will faintly tried to stop,

"Just."

"Shit! Found."

"Mr. Hugo! Mr. Louis!"

"I'm sorry, I found Nico and Bran and I followed them."

A child!

"By the way, Arsh, quick, but why don't you come over to us and let Gaga in? Your wife's looking forward to it."

"Fine, Mr. Louis... Um..."

"Can we take a break from the dungeon today or so?

"Fine, but, uh"

"How was your trip to Old?"

"The mountains are nice, you know"

"My wife is a good cook."

"Um."

"Louis."

"Hmm?"

"You're more than Justo."

"Well, it's been a long time since I've had fun."

So Cyril spoke up.

"Um, this is an international student from the Empire, Aloys, Theodore and Abel. I thought I could study as an adventurer, so I brought him in."

"Oh, I'm listening. Lambs, I'll keep you in my clan, okay?"

"Um, okay?

Aloise asked reluctantly. Mr. Louis,

"I don't mind. It's an honor to teach this to the Empire's children about adventurers. Even so, Hugo is in charge because he's a swordsman."

I said. Mr. Hugo, too,

"With the lambs, or with the youths in our clan, I'll work them out well"

say. There Mr. Just

"Let's go to the dungeon with me in between."

and said, Mr. Louis,

"Well, let's do the magicians."

I said. Nico and Cyril seemed unhappy,

"Just is just being selfish with children, too. As a magician, there's nothing wrong with that. Arsh's power's gonna go up, all right?

I was told, and I was pulling a lot. He whispered, "I'm a child and I'm selfish is the problem," but I have no complaints. Mr. Just is funny. When I followed Mr. Louis, I arrived at the big mansion.

I'm home.

"Welcome back, are you a customer?

He's a big woman!

"It's your wife, Lumiel, she's a good cook. This is the Lambs and guests from the Empire."

"Well, how cute are the kids you guys made the breakfast and lunch mechanism. I was hoping to try, Old, but let me talk to you later. Not even the Imperial Child."

Mr. Lumiel was decent. Mr. Louis is nicotine. Yeah, sounds like you'll have fun and warmth.

Shortly after the next day, Dungeon Attack began. If I had about one Auga, I could still handle it. But how can you defeat five orgasms by magic alone? I know. Make the flames hot. Sharpening the wind. Rotating on crushing. I was even able to make ice that I hadn't made in a long time.

But I don't do it because I can do it. That's because they teach us the dangers of turning that magic on people. So use basic magic and application for demons as well. But I was taught that's not the case in Old.

Wind blades and high temperature flames that knock down the slime may be used for the aug. If you don't defeat one body for sure like that, you die. Instead, he taught his ethics as a magician even more firmly. Even if you go to the Empire, you shouldn't teach offensive magic. People want to use it if they have power. Except for Merida, whose powers all go to demons, because it turns out to be for people.

Sometimes Will handed it over, and the august dungeons that go with the four of us were fun. But only one, Mal, was struggling.

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