Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

If you make all this noise, it's not strange to be detained by a guard. In other words, you might start wasting time before your sleepover. If tourism is a vendetta, it's not a fall. What is it?

from Nene, who was so concerned that he turned to John's rescue,

"Both of you evacuate for now. Let's meet somewhere!

and was told unilaterally, it was good until we broke up and left... it was good.

For some time after the incident, Holloro was off the hook with the three of them. It was the end of the line if you also noticed the mute that should have been with you until now, as you continued to defy the crowd wave that pushed you.

"Regardless of the teachers, where the hell is Mr. Mute?

The entrance to the square is roughly followed by the main street of the capital. On either side, a short distance from it, there is also a path into the alley of the capital, and the nearby streets are sparse.

"I'm weak...... no way I'm lost at this age"

At the very least, I chose the one with good ventilation to be alone, and the hollow can still twilight on the way.

From the scene of the incident, he stands a long way from home. If we see what's going on in the distance, all we know is how the guards are committed to cracking down. I pushed Photon to expand and tried to find the three of them with a complete sensation, but out of hissing on the scale of thousands - I couldn't possibly have mastered it either.

"Even so, I can't believe this is going to be such a fuss... do you have time for people in the capital?

Holoro drops his shoulders and raises questions to spill.

"The people of this country are bored every day, looking for inspiration every day."

An unintentional voice can continue to be taught the answer.

"So… in other countries small things can also become important in this country"

I searched for the owner of a clear, easy to hear, chiggly voice, even if the discouragement was thin.

Behind a slightly dark back alley, Holoro caught sight of a girl who looked like it.

Due to his young face and low back length, I think he is in his early teens around the age. Long, loosely tied hair shows a rare dark green color. Dressed with a luxurious body, the beauty outfit, so light in the breeze, seemed to indicate that she was in some position.

From its full content, the sign of a 'special being' is felt as a twinge.

About the same age as Urara...?

It's kind of divine, or scary to see...

He was asking to run his mouth, comparing her to his sister, who would be close.

"Um, what are you doing there?

"It is still perceived. The effectiveness of the outfit is diminishing...... I'm sure because I accidentally touched the photon you spread. Whatever it is, it's time to get out of this situation."

"I'm Hollow. And you?"

I suspect he was afraid of something, although he has an emotionally scarce faceless look. So, in order to communicate first, Holloro tried to smile so graciously.

"... it's a mint. It's commonly said, we're lost."

✕

With a girl named Mint, Holloro walked around the city of the capital.

That would have been the case if we had left it up to the people who were on the way as lost. Most importantly, what about leaving you alone as an elderly man? I had a lot of feelings.

"Do you remember where your house is, or what? Traveler... aren't you from this country?

"I don't usually go out. Even if you do, you're basically traveling in a carriage that had a dark screen. There is no doubt that you are a people of this country… not so much that you want to go home"

"That, maybe you're running away from home? Did you even have a fight with your parents?

"I am separated from my parents. But instead, let's take it out of disagreement with the same squire... if this is a fight, maybe it is."

There are signs of giving up somewhere in the pale mouth that speaks without a facial expression.

There seems to be some complicated situation. Even if it looks like a peaceful country, I still have it...

In an attempt to find something remarkable, Holloro walks around the boulevard.

On the road, I noticed a mint stopping once again. Once I checked her condition, I found out that she was paying attention to the clothes store that was along the main street. Or so I couldn't grasp it to its heart.

Behind a show window stretched out in the store, a mannequin in casual clothes poses. I could see the cute outfit peeking through the entrance to see if I was squeezing the customer base on a woman of low age. It's probably because it's noon on weekdays, and apparently there aren't many customers now.

She slightly clouds her face when she sees herself in a cloudless window. Is it unconscious, not linked to previous adult attitudes, I can even feel children screwing with things.

He turned right back and walked over to her.

"Uh, um... Mint?

".................. honey?

For a moment, he was shoved in the face, but Hollow pushed back.

"You're a clothes store...... what's wrong?

"... I'm sure universal girls will dress like this"

"You're wearing it, probably pretty, right? Sounds more expensive than these clothes, though?

"I don't want to wear it and I don't want to... let me take your time. Let's go now."

Mint walks out early enough so he can regain his mind.

It's like saying I'm not normal......

We did walk together and I felt somehow though......

Horolo following the rest asked, "But" on her back.

"Even you look like a normal girl, but aren't you?

The reply was received with a strange voice after all the beats were free.

"... do you know something called Divine Tree Religion?

"Was Divine Tree Religion just rampant in the square? Kind of like dangerous people..."

"That was caused by some extremists. Apparently, someone held me back, but it's stupid. Truly foolish. The Divine Tree belongs to no one. Nor is it admirable. It's just there, it's just a little special tree. Yet... no matter what you say, it won't tell."

"... what do you mean?

Stop the leg going ahead and the mint looks back.

"My feelings will not be conveyed to you, for me and you have made a mockery. Neither can your feelings be conveyed to me. People just imagine how they feel, and they're just going to find out... and in the end they are."

Allegedly, Holoro denies that he's "different."

But I couldn't put my feelings into good words, even if I was convinced to reject them.

All I know about this girl is that her emotions seem rare...

I want to deny every beauty because I've imagined how this kid feels on my own......

So, this kid doesn't know how I feel, and he probably wants to know...

I tend to lay low when I think about it, and he pushes silence.

"... that was helpful. Apparently, they're picking you up."

I looked at a point somewhere, Mint said.

"From you, I felt more signs of serenity than anyone I'd ever met. It was very comforting on the road. We won't meet again...... please be well"

There is no joy in her expression, even if something fundamental is solved.

We have to pull it off - Hollow has a vague hunch. But I tend to hesitate, and it doesn't extend to execution, and in the end, I can also grasp the voice that stops me by the throat. I couldn't take my eyes off that back until I lost sight of it in the crowd. A word I was told during this farewell never went out of my ear.

"Goodbye, Hollow"

By the time the day starts tilting, Boulevard will be busy with the returnees.

Holoro gently pressed his hand against his chest as he rooted on the soles of his feet at the side of the road.

"... doesn't convey feelings,"

✕

Mint walked through the crowd early enough into an unpopular alley.

"I'm here to pick you up... Dear Milfint"

So a young man named Royles waited on his knees.

The face of dark green hair cut at the shoulders, exposed to the left three minutes by the ear, is neutral but also pristine. Qualitative clothing based on the blue colour to be dressed indicated that it was the executive and sequential fourth place of Divine Tree. Another straight sword on your hips would make you mistake it for a knight.

Stand rightly in the presence of the 'witch's squire'.

Mint said goodbye to Hollow because he was indeed no longer lost. It's just that he behaved early because he was in jeopardy while he didn't see Holoro as an external enemy.

"I ran away from a temporary loss of my mind. It took a lot of work."

"... play. Until Milfint tried to solemnize the outrageous people in the square with his own hands. But things seem to have converged. Please return to the palace."

"You won't even try to blame me for my stupidity, will you?

Neutral country's largest sect and divine tree religion worships - the witch of the divine tree.

Its existence must be a woman born with dark green hair and yet housing a special photon capability called 'Photon of the Tree Soul'.

Just as elementarized photons are, so are tree soul photons. Nevertheless, if the former's ability artificially encourages expression, whereas the latter's ability cannot be acquired other than by an individual, its rarity need not be put on the scale.

That's why she faked the mint and the name.

The weight of the name 'Milfint', a site of historical witches, had an understanding of the value the surroundings found for themselves, even if they weren't profound evil men they wanted, and -.

"Don't let someone like me blame you for your intentions as a witch. All I can do is wish... so please"

With his head hanging, Royles's tone is pale.

"... like old times, can't you be?

"Dear Milfint. Return to the palace."

You have to see Royles, my real brother, as just a squire.

The more you seek the opposite, the more you learn the feeling that the difference in identity will emerge, and the more sad it will be. Now that the subordination relationship has also been three years, I realize that the thoughts are cooling day by day and night, and I am desperate.

Half eyelids on his eyes, Mint cursed himself, a witch.

Why, why? Is it because I have such power that I have received raw...?

If not, did you call me like that day again...?

Knowing the difference between ideal and reality, she swallowed the real thing, "I get it," she said.

"Then let's come. We have carriages."

Royles leads the way through the dim alley, mint follows.

No, if you are in the position that people want you to be, now you should be second only to personal feelings etc......

As a witch of the Divine Tree, you must fulfill your responsibilities......

Once he lost his expression, Mint asked, "So."

"How about Macanoff's trends?

"Especially... I was almost certain that Master Makanov was headed by an extremist. But I'd have to say it's more white than there's any certainty. Nor is he ever weak within the congregation...... PLEASE BE CAREFUL"

Without stopping or looking back, Royles answers.

There are two factions in the Divine Tree.

One is a moderate, headed by a witch, who carries out his original legitimate activities.

One is an extremist, headed by someone, who carries out rough preaching and voter activities.

The vast majority belong to moderates, but in recent years there has also been an increase in the number of believers who change their minds to extremists. Moreover, since it was not a table, the real number was likely to exceed expectations.

The identity of those who lead this extremist has yet to be grasped.

Those seemingly religious men who had been held captive so far were substitutes. The interrogators and followers were also substitutes. When the other person was good at deception, he didn't know anything more and was dizzy.

"That was second in sequence before I became a witch... something hooks me up"

Then Mint suspected a man named Makanov. It was because of the monstrous manners and attitudes of the man, now de facto patriarch, who placed the Divine Tree second in sequence, that he felt something bad about it.

"What,?

"I don't know...... I'm thirteen children, even when I'm a witch. Now it is the mountain of Sekiyama that is worshipped as a decoration. That's why I wish for you, too. Continue to explore his trends"

"... as you wish"

Get in the black carriage that was parked in the driveway just past the alley.

The windows have a dark screen down, but it's not dark because of the lighting on the ceiling. Skinny seats, carpets laid at the foot, beautiful sculptures that colour the interior of the car - such interiors can be considered luxury specifications with considerable items.

The carriage runs loosely by the hand of the exclusive lord.

"The capital we've seen for a long time has been a beautiful place"

Lightly over the edge of the dark screen with his fingertips, Mint peered into the city at dusk.

"Was it Master Left"

"Next time, why don't you walk this road side by side?

"It's..."

Transfer your gaze to Mouthful Royles and make a small laugh.

"It's a joke."