Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Well, as the princes rushed off to Eland.

Leo, who has left Safita during prayer,

"Ha... ha... ha!

He was fleeing the cathedral hallway at full speed as he turned around from time to time.

Speaking of who you were running from,

"Wait, Herkenberg! What the hell happened! Tell me more......!

"You're being disrespectful, Knight! You know the cathedral ahead of the corridor is banned for men!

Ambushed in a nearby corridor during prayer, from Gustav.

He was apparently quite worried that he had disappeared during prayer so that Safita would grab him, so that Leo would come out of prayer, stuffed in tremendous shapes.

Asked early in the arrow if he was okay, what was there, what was said to him, Leo hurriedly held his mouth back, saying that he didn't look like the Spirit of Light or his balls.

Thank you. The incense of penance is left in my body. As soon as I get alarmed, what I'm thinking pops out of my mouth.

But no matter how much, I couldn't go around bragging so much about people's balls situation.

- In Leo, earlier conversations were organized in a way that "inadvertently inspired a complex of Safitas who assumed themselves impossible because of their obnoxious statements, which also sounded like Spirit Denial of Light, and consequently largely ended up talking about balls".

"No, um... sorry. I'm worried, I may have let you, but you're okay... hey, talk, I can't"

"Why! You do that right away, and you try to hold him alone! I told you to count on me, too!

He shouted with deep concern, and Leo thought for a moment, let Gustav know what was going on.

Because I thought if he was a wise candidate, or maybe I could lean on Safita's feelings and do it.

However,

- No, wait, wait, wait. Dr. Gustav, who "didn't" have the experience of that hand, and Master Safita, who "can't" for the rest of his life, are similar and non-existent - or rather opposite poles...!

That's what I came to think, Leo, holding his fist all the time, shook his head hard.

"... as a teacher, I thought I could talk to you, but... Again, no!

"Why!

"Because I'm a wise candidate!

Oh, my God, and Leo slipped his gaze slightly from Gustav, who opened his eyes.

Please don't let yourself continue talking about this hand any more.

It is now painfully confined to euphemism, but because of this incense, it is not strange when it is time to unleash ramblings.

"Shh, excuse me......! When you calm down, even when I can talk to you, maybe you'll come, so. Now, miss it,......!

Throw that away, or flinch yourself a little.

If I kept facing Gustav like this, I would have accidentally guessed all the worries about Safita.

If I were him, I would lose my balls and already be deeply troubled, but I am absolutely sorry to be called a pepper.

That's why Leo ran, mainly to fulfill his sympathy and brother-in-law for Safita.

"I sprinkled...!

Good thing the guards are stalling us, we run through the corridor and just slide in between the back, which is addressed as a private room.

After closing the door in his rear hand and breathing for a while, Leo noticed that he couldn't see the Kajes.

(That?)

The time when the sun has sunset and it's time to have an evening meal.

If it had been before, they would have secretly stayed in the room, but apparently they're taking their seats off.

In the room, besides Leo, there was only a snow singing bird connected to the cage.

Leo, who doesn't think that the two driven by his brother-in-law heart are getting in under Saffita, appropriately recieved, "I guess it's a toilet," and, boy, stepped into the room.

"Pi! Pi! Pi!

Really, a snow songbird will prompt you to feed today, so grab the right one from the bug collection box and give it away.

But I said, "Uh, are you a bug again? 'Cause he acts like a lick - thank you. From this bird, I mean, I often feel emotions like that - Leo did a little mucky, decoping the cage.

I don't hate animals, but I can't help but think of this graceful form that reminds me of the noble figure of Prince Alberto.

Leo clasped down on his crude sleeping table as he slammed his gun through the room in the bird basket.

(Something's happened...)

That's how I get my thoughts on the day.

Get up early, take a thoughtful tour of the city of Eland and get a big inspiration: the Lower Town Tourism Business.

After meeting natural powerful deodorants and eland cosmetics, I came to the rite of praise.

The first time I saw the Spirit of Light, and that, surprisingly, looked just like Leo's contemplative golden Spirit, and when I mouthed it, Safita took me and made me do it - and I was told the story of my balls.

(Is that it? No, I talked to Master Safita, and he took it all to the subject of balls, but in the end, my teasing means you're gonna miss it. - Something?

Calm down a little, organize the conversation, and then I finally get to that question.

But well, the Spirit of Light at heart said he wasn't angry, and Safita's anger just misunderstood that Leo had become obsessed with rituals as a result of the complex's rampage.

I told him that I didn't really think Safita was impossible, and I even advised him to stop thinking masochistically, so at least he wouldn't have been malicious to Leo, you'll believe me.

In the meantime, the vest was exhausted, and Leo forced himself to convince himself that I had fallen asleep.

Almost all of the witch's missions are over with this.

And then, at sunrise time tomorrow, if the Spirit of Light turns up again as a "wow pussy," you're free.

And that is also Leo's moment to end his days as Leonora.

(Free time, tomorrow morning, after finishing the ritual of life, until the witch begins to return to the country. the jurisdiction of the witch's escort is neither on the cathedral side nor on the home side, escaping at that time)

Leo raised his face from the pillow and recited in his brain what he had met with Lena.

It is Lena's idea to aim for the timing when the sovereignty of the escort moves, not before dawn or in a time out of sight.

Whatever, he said, the divergence of consciousness that "the Elando side will naturally ensure safety" and "the safety management of witches will naturally be the responsibility of the home side, beyond the end of the ritual" is most convenient to get out of.

Even Leo, who did not want to blame Gustav or Kai for this escape, was most welcome to obscure the place of responsibility, so he rode Lena's measures.

He has received dozens of lectures from Lena about escape routes after he left the cathedral, how to disguise himself, and how to deflect his pursuers, knocking him in the head.

(I miss Kai for the last time, but for that matter, I can also say it's easier to escape. And then, as planned, if I fall out tomorrow, this replacement will end smoothly)

Leo didn't know that Kai arrived in Richiert much faster than Leo had imagined, and that the prince, who was doubled by the power of gold, was heading this way with great momentum.

Repeating the simulation thinking of a crystal that was becoming a completely familiar communications machine, Leo gently chanted in his mind what Lena had nonetheless thoroughly preached.

(Anyway, not to be greedy. Not trying to make money. that I can't smell gold)

That was Leo's only weakness in his reputation for ad hoc.

While Lena also admitted that Leo would be able to flexibly make the escape a success, she was only strongly concerned that the temptation of gold would drive all plans crazy.

For example, finding a treasure while you're on the run and fluttering over there.

Missing an opportunity to escape while being seen as a cathedral treasure.

Or, as a result of trying to escape wearing most of the golden-eyed stuff, you get soaked over weight.

(Hey, I can't say enough about that - but I'm sad...)

A human named Lena often seemed to be superior to the observational eye.

(Oh? I mean, shouldn't I take this bird, too)

Naturally, now that he realized it, Leo turned his gaze to the birdcage.

I can't help but eat free meals, a watchman from the prince.

I was going to take it away and sell it off, but that means I have to leave this guy, too.

I'll stare seriously at the bird and then I'll get you out of the cage.

See, I stroked him around the neck, but noble birds don't like the tickling of the money-keeper, "Ki!," he rang, in the outrage of biting on his finger.

Leo screamed and then glanced at the snow singing bird.

(Konno, you fucking bird!

Despite the patronage from that prince, I blessed the animals with bait because they were not guilty.

This noble Samaritan graceful bird never tries to unravel while remaining alert and buried.

"Whoa, you're gonna do it..."

Let the soot prevail - if that's the tone, it's better in Ellandic - and when you grab the root, the bird says, "What a baka!" He raised his voice and leaked shit.

So this is on Laren, who was planning on redeeming money again.

Either way, I forgot that Lena would be furious with me if I took Laren out or something, and Leo said, 'What the fuck!' He shouted.

(I don't know, he talked!

Speaking of which, this bird said he remembers humanities in an emergency or something.

If so, if you let this go wild badly, that could trigger your legs.

(… means you can't sell it more and more)

No longer for Leo, this bird is not worth a single piece of copper coin.

So he had a guessy grin like a little villain when he grabbed the snow singing bird's neck back.

'Do you understand the words? It's a disaster. I tried to sell it off, but I changed my mind. I'll strangle you myself. "

"!? Ya, Yamete!

Seems Leo's earnest snow singing bird screams like a little.

But Leo, who had already decided whether to bake and behave in whole to the Kajes for the thanks he had taken care of them, or else offer them as offerings to the Spirit of Gold, told them clearly and mercilessly.

'Don't worry. This is the land of the beginning of the Spirit. Your soul will undoubtedly reach the greatest of spirits and fulfill its will!

"No! Yamete!

The greatest Spirit is, of course, the Golden Spirit.

When I heard it from the side, the poor money-keeper shouted with no cowardice at the lines that only the evil conductor seemed to offer his sacrifice to the Spirit of Darkness.

This may also be the effect of the incense of penance.

'Ha! I'm a poor minister, but I'm beautiful. That's great for offerings!

Leo grabbed the snow songbird, spreading pure white wings at all costs, and tried to twist his neck all the time.

But then...

"Witch Hall of Weitz. Are you in the room?

Lucky for the snow singing bird, unlucky for Leo, the knock also opened the door there and Leo, distracted by it, inadvertently loosened his hand.

- Bass, bass, bass...!

"Ahhh!

Poking through that gap, the bird nodded its white tail and flew away from the room.

The snow songbird, indeed, solved the humanities and flew.

But perceive your crisis, not Leo's.

"Shit! Stay... Huh!

I can't wait if the prince even goes to tell me.

Leo said, "Wait!," he shouted, burning his throat for a long time.

"The Witch's Palace?

But the guy who came into the room, he doesn't care about that, he talks to us.

Leo glanced as he rubbed his throat, and there, once again, he opened his eyes.

Deep carved wrinkles, thoughtful dark grey eyes.

A slightly drooling glance seemed to be a favorite, and the person was...

"... uh, Dear Aryl Addo, was it"

If the Errand list of key figures on the burning blade was correct, he was the regent of Safita, the archdeacon of Aryl Addo.

But even in the ceremonial setting of praise, I feel I was sitting in the nearest position of the Spirit.

Dignificent in the place where the men's ban was supposed to be, it was also unnatural for Aryl Addo, who was not surprised by the absence of the Kajes, but Leo, who was in a hurry to chase the snowsongbird, did not realize it.

"Um, sorry, I'm taking it in now..., if you want to talk to me, I'll see you later -"

"Witch's Palace. Were you okay earlier? My lord, Lord Safita, is proud of his passion. I couldn't help but take a woman as weak as the witch's house and wonder if she'd made a mistake."

But Aryl Addo, in a cut tone, blocks this one.

Under the influence of Hannah's teachings, Leo, unable to ignore the appeals of the elderly in this hand, gave up tracking the snow singing bird as he chewed his teeth inside.

If a good person desperately talks to you, it's polite to look him in the eye and listen.

(Ugh... I'm worried about the bird, but if you just ran away, you wouldn't even be able to tell me where you fled)

Force yourself to convince yourself to turn to an exotic regent.

He stared at this one with a worrying look in his loving looking eyes.

"What did they talk about earlier with Master Safita? I hope there is no disrespect for the Witch Hall from Weitz... '

'No, no... roughly -'

It was more or less about balls, so don't worry about it.

Returning so aggressively, Leo hurriedly held his mouth.

I hear the incense of penance is still firmly in your body.

When I was alarmed, I was going to run a pompous mouthful of strange things.

Leo chose the word carefully as he stretched his body as if he was wary of Aryl Addo at his side.

'No, um, nothing was disrespectful, so please don't worry. Rather, it was this time that I was very sorry to make a statement that could also be regarded as an insult to the Spirit of Light. I didn't mean to.'

'Yeah, you bet. Please don't apologize to me. "

When Leo apologizes, the other person intercepts it with a deep understanding.

As a highly qualified archdeacon, Leo was relieved by Aryl Addo's attitude, which would allow him to tolerate it, even though he would be in the best position to disprove Leo.

'Great......! Really, I just wasn't looking like the Spirit of Light to my eyes. You said you looked like a golden spirit, no more, no more malice whatsoever...'

And, because of the loosening of tension, I wish I could, I even make excuses with a pepper and an extra.

"Of gold... Spirit...?

Leo held his mouth back again as Aryl Addo gave him a surprised look, bewildered by Leo, who had mentioned the name of the unobtrusive spirit.

(Oh already......! Incense of Penance Ooh...!

It is not a lie because it appeared to be the Spirit of Gold, nor a fact that it cannot be concealed, because earlier, from around the area to which the Spirit of Gold replied, the pursuit by Safita suddenly became harsher and the conversation threaded in an unexpected direction.

This is an earlier reproduction.

'Aha... aha, sorry, aha, no, sorry. I wonder what you're talking about. Please don't worry about it'

"-... The Witch's Palace"

Leo hurried to say it, but Aryl Addo grinned, wondering if she had suddenly opened her mouth.

'Do you have time? Now, there's a little place for you to follow me.

'Huh?'

"You are about to step into the abyss of truth that no one else has noticed. In honor of your brilliance, let me guide you to the Spirit of Extraordinary Greatness'

'Huh?'

To the sudden unfolding, Leo blinked his eyes.

but also in the meantime Aryl Addo just walked away, so I chase him with conditional reflexes.

"Uh, um...? Let, under the Spirit? Extraordinary? That means it's not the Spirit of Light, right...?

The next manifestation of the Spirit of Light is supposed to be tomorrow morning.

When Leo frowned and asked, Aryl Addo replied 'Yes' without even turning around.

"Not the Spirit of Light, but a special great Spirit...... - Oh, then...!

No way, Golden Spirit!?

As soon as Leo glowed his face with joy and dew.

"- Yeah, you're right."

Aryl Addo looks back a little.

He stuck out something, something like a strong smelling cloth, and grinned.

'Let me take you.... under the Spirit of Darkness'

Kurakuri, your body's equilibrium breaks down. My hands and feet are numb and my vision suddenly darkens.

"Eh... -?"

Dotha, and the last time I heard myself fall, Leo's consciousness dimmed.