Maouyome

The Episcopal State (Alistair) lies somewhat further north than the central part of the continent.

It's just a rocky wilderness that spreads north of here, and it's a world of demons.

I don't know if that's true.

Just the fact that this is the northern end of people's world.

That's all I can say for sure.

Dalmark, the second commercial city of the ecclesiastical country.

The Episcopal State (Alistair) geographically holds to the east the countries of the Goddesses of the Gatchgarch, mainly the main temple (Ladalest), and to the south comes the unsecured countries, including Southland, a (...) ma (...) ri (...).

I don't hate the free, sexually exhilarating air in the south.

There's no reason to dislike it. I rather love it.

However, insecurity is not very pleasant for merchants who trade mainly. It's not just the shipment that gets taken away, so it can be taken for granted.

And the eastern goddesses don't want to collect money but let go. They say that the only money they save is going to make it to the main temple (Radarest) so that they can compete ahead.

Maybe, you're out of your mind.

Are you an asshole or an idiot?

Or both, I guess.

I'm not the one who wants to get along very well.

On second thought, I can also be convinced in the context of this Dalmark becoming a major hub for trading as a commercial city.

It is only the Grand Defender's residence in that convincing commercial city, and inside it is built with lots of meeting rooms.

Since it is now in wartime, the conference rooms are divided into separate temporary waiting areas for national leaders who participated in the West Side Army.

If this is normal, I wonder if it is busy with merchants and officials, I can hardly envy it.

"... if we had a city like Dalmark, we'd be mercenaries on purpose"

After the office, I want to spill nature and stupidity as I sidestep the hallway of the Grand Defender's Mansion.

"So how many merchants will be gathered in our country in the middle of the mountains? Or do you want to use this Dalmark as an enclave and incorporate it into your territory?

To the blur and overflowing stupidity, Wines, a deputy who is following from behind three steps, returns a harsh opinion. I feel the originally unfathomable side is adding extra tannin.

Even if it's been three steps back, it's just a deputy who's been dating for years, and he's saying pretty bumpy and painful things.

"It's an attractive proposal, but then we can't expect the growth of the economy in Rosidia's own country. Not really, I was just smoking the money out of this place, so it's no different from the Radarest guys. Doesn't make much sense."

"I agree."

"... that's bullshit. Don't take it too seriously."

Raise one hand lightly and keep a no on the deputy who makes the tannic surface.

The relationship between Rosidia and the wealthy Alistair, which has always had a painful kitchen situation, has so far remained in good shape.

This is how we are divided into enemy allies now, but emotionally there is no choice but to have a part close to Alistair.

With the sigh. Now, while worried about what was going on, I reached the meeting room of my purpose.

Return a mild greeting to the guard's salute.

"Conference room hey...... Why don't you meet the beauty and pick a moody spot like this?"

"No. Please come inside."

I don't even have a nibble.

Enter the open door reluctantly.

I have no choice but to put up with it to the extent that I smell it.

It's huge inside, and 50 squadrons a squadron are likely to be able to lay back and relax. The window removal is also large and fully illuminates a simple and well-appointed interior.

At the wall stood a dozen soldiers with their spines stretched out, and at the center of them lay more and more practical tables of large, long, thin cheekwood.

One, a young woman, stands by that table.

I don't know what it looks like because I'm bowing my head now, but I feel good about it somewhere. The elegant blouse and long tight skirt, the red brown loose jacket that reduces the colour flavour and what you are wearing are certainly merchant-inspired, but the surrounding atmosphere is also like a nobleman's maid.

For now, the style isn't bad.

... good.

When I tried to pinch the table and sit directly in front of it, Wines coughed me up.

... I have no choice but to head to the chair in the upper seat.

I feel subtly distant, but why?

Then you can't even smell it...

"... make it easier for me"

Short side of the square table, I sat in the back chair and spoke.

The woman is in the middle of the long side of the table, and counting by chair, she is four legs away.

... I knew it would be a little far, this.

"We have a busy fold today, and we are delighted to have this kind of time. We express our gratitude and blessings, as well as our heartfelt congratulations on the glory and glory of the Kingdom of Russia"

Receive a greeting and notice the unexpectedness.

From the standpoint of being a king, the cats are in a bad mood. Although it is a financially poor country, the king is nevertheless king once and for all. I'm also sensitive to the bottom line of trying to get him in well.

I heard this woman in front of me is a merchant. Then it would be the way to look for some benefit. However, the voice color seemed Rin and deeply rooted, and there seemed to be no shards in it that seemed to be ecstatic.

... Well, it's not like there hasn't been a neat guy who called people to help him before.

……

……

Even though it's important for my country, where is that ba (...) ka (...)?

"Receive oral. Face up."

Shake off the obnoxious stupid side that floats behind your brain.

Unlike that idiot, if you look closely, there is something to do.

He gently wraps his left hand around the slightly lower edge of the dovetail with his right hand and lowers his head without rounding his back, keeping his sides in a loose position at a natural angle that does not elbow. It doesn't look like there was any effort there, and it just feels natural to do so, so it doesn't seem like it can be worn with a burning blade.

Sure, if you're a merchant of a hundred wars, you'll be satisfied with what you did, but I don't care what you see in front of you, you're a young daughter.

Born of nobility or boxed daughter of such a big store?

Either way, I get more interested.

My face, which had been lowered long after I entered the room, was slowly raised.

……

……

My heart is small, and I squeak.

Sure,... she's beautiful.

Fluffy, pale hair color brilliant in the sun.

I have it loosely wrapped up in my back hand, but I guess it's because I'm unmarried that I haven't tied it up. I'm surprised that I'm 17 years old or somewhere around here, or younger than I thought.

The skin peels off brilliantly and finely white, giving the appearance of thinning lips and thin jaw lines. Overall, it also gives you a luxurious sense of finesse from a narrow body.

If that was all it would not have been possible to wipe away the atmosphere that seemed delightful, but above all the more impressive was its Rin's glance.

Even though at first glance she looks like the boxed daughter of this one, her large emerald-like eyes, which look firmly ahead, see a clear strength of will.

Sure, this is quite a beauty.

To be clear, I prefer it. In the middle of nowhere.

……

……

I like it.

Yabe. What is this?

Are you sure? Is it okay?

If you say it at your age, isn't ten different first?

Is there a 10-year-old difference? None?

... I think it's okay to be.

I would rather wish in an aggressive direction.

"... you know what?

"I want a certain direction from my heart"

How many bites do I have?

I accidentally fell in love with it.

It is also beautiful to dive suspiciously into the eyebrow root.

"I'm sorry. Which direction…"

I feel sorry for you. You look too sorry for me again.

"Mm-hmm!

Wines' grumpy cough pierces him.

Honestly,...... sorry.

"First, sit down. Why don't we exchange words slowly so we can get to know each other better?"

Something sticks through the diagonal back, but if you care, you lose.

Make sure you take your seats as recommended.

It was as if he was looking at an example of sophistication inside when he sat down without making a single sound.

Gently imitate the cough and tone your voice.

I don't need to be a beauty, but I want to be as dignified as I can be.

... Well.

"All Alistair women, including the Virgins of history, are dazzling and beautiful. I can also realise that they say 'land of beauty', I see, is indeed right.... I've never felt more jealous of the men in this country than I did today. Absolutely. If you're going to be able to choose a country next, I'd love to be born a goddess, but as a man in this country."

"It hurts to say excessive words. It is with all due respect that I know that you can say that much to the King, who is honored as the mercenary king of Russia."

Against the dripping mouth as it flowed, it was discreet and deliberately light, and the meeting was returned.

Slowly observing the condition, he gently grips his fist and puts it under his nose, pinching his lips with his index finger and thumb.

... denial, don't you?

Wines is shallow at the tip of a gently flushed gaze, returning a snort.

It's just a valuable lieutenant of intent. I haven't been dating Dada for years.

Pull your strength out of your shoulders and keep your weight on the back of your chair.

I just expected a little, I'm sorry to hear that.

Merchant of the Conrad Free Traders Union,...... right.

First of all, it was a plot.

It's essential to meet in a position, but it's nothing more than inside. What's wrong with just this loneliness?

Flush a breath, raise one hand where you are about to say something more, and stop the words.

Raise your index finger against a slightly bewildered look and be aware of and tell as calm a voice as possible.

"Suppose, for example, there was a raven before a hungry tiger. I see the rabbit is very attractive and will look like a superb treat for a hungry tiger"

Without requiring further attention, Wines, who was holding back beside him, nodded to the guards waiting on the wall and sent a signal.

Increase one finger, twist the neck of the hand with two fingers raised, and show it deliberately.

"But if a raccoon and a fox are behind it, the story changes. Is the raven in front of you the supreme fruit or the most poisonous?"

The guards move without making a noise.

"No matter how hungry you are, it doesn't make it that easy to eat up.... I don't know which raccoon or fox you are, but I don't like being danced to."

The tip of a well-maintained spear protruded around a woman sitting in a chair.

I don't want to be too abusive.

I hope that's because I'm turning rough things into rice tares, the slightest restraint in me. If you keep bleeding, your heart gets rough too. Blood shed outside the battlefield should be as little as possible.

... out (...) come (...) ru (...) kae (...), though.

I have a little admiration for a warrant lady who is ready or doesn't show an even more hasty appearance when surrounded by the guards.

Beautiful as well as brazen, …?

It would be even less unfortunate if it were.

I wanted to meet you in the normal time if I could.

Blocked by clouds, the sunlight that was plugging in shades.

Somewhere in the room with increased dimness, it is not possible to prohibit skin chills.

"Well, did you say Yuriferna Haradetendo?... A (...) Li (...) S (...) Te (...) A (...) 's (...) noble (...) tribe (...) decree (...) lady (...) exposes herself to that single before the commander-in-chief of the army stationed until she (...) names herself (...) false (...). Never thought I'd be safe again?

It shows slight upset but never disturbs. The noble lady, named Yuriferna, continues to return her straight, unwavering gaze, retaining her fortitude.

Preferably, as far as I can see.

I envy a man who can put his love on this gaze.

I had to admit the faint disappointment I felt in my gaze.