Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

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Under a calm expression, Cicernia had never been more fully spinning her brain. Anyone can do it if there's only one thing they need to think about.

But at least there was more than one in Cicernia's brain when it came to the issue of touring Ars.

In what direction do the Heads of State want to take the debate? Is that above unanimity again? Even in view of Bellick's presence, I have an extraordinary view.

Who is Luca putting her exploration into? How much is that, in terms of priority?

What kind of clarification to avoid making Alpha's position worse, and how to deal with it will not leave him with remorse later. Even if you take one choice of words, you must constantly think in parallel about your participation in the discussion, your ability to speak, and other rushes. To add further, Cicernia had to think of a sequential response to each and every problem in order to affect everything, whether it were to improve or worsen.

To be honest, it is also possible to get a full ride on Luther Luca. Even if we subtract the pride of Cicernia, we can also take enough means to make progress on this side.

But in order to do that, we have to find out what Luca is hiding. It is likely that doing so on this occasion will also be taken into account by other countries. If so, is Alpha's position an improvement to be fulfilled or, more importantly, worse?

In this turbulence of thought, Cicernia organizes itself precisely.

Cicernia will be given the opportunity to speak by throwing away the word "some" already.

Even in the sense of gripping the pace, the eight-inch dialogue at the tip of the mouth played a major role.

"I think there is a lack of accuracy about [empty detonation bombing 'detonation'], which was also in Mr. Lithia's report earlier, so there are users on this occasion... Letty, besides you and Ars who can handle this magic?

"You're probably not here. The original magic was an improved version of the [Bomb Detonation]. It's a magic you and I put our hands on. It's quite a habit, so I didn't even put it on the Grimoire."

"I see..."

Hmm, a conclusion that you don't need to think about even if you roar. Cicernia comes up with as many objections as she can think of to shelter Ars, but there is not one thing in evidence. The old man next door even feels like he's going to be overflowing with jokes about things he might do out of Ars' personality when it comes to lack of motive, etc.

Either way, I already know that you're offering to retire. Then they will suspect a lack of good faith or ethics in protecting the country.

There is no evidence whatsoever to publicly announce the information obtained from Ars here. Not to mention appearing and not suing your innocence, so suspicion can be an alpha.

Cicernia's chest rises and falls quietly. The sigh unintentionally stopped thinking.

"Then I'm sorry, but I can't believe you're getting criminals out of us... I'm sorry, Mr. Lithia"

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Apologies just at the top like this would buy repugnance. I can't help but say I'm being scolded for making a fool of myself.

I don't even try to hide my discomfort from carelessness, whether it's something I know about Cicernia-Lithia's relationship. Still, there was no such thing as an absurd voice. No matter, even Lithia.

"Then you want me to show you my sincerity."

"Absolutely. Alpha will cooperate fully."

- That's sweet. Mr. Lithia. That's why I don't like you very much, is it?

Sisernia, softly only thanking in her heart, was convinced that she had won the bet. It was officially admitted as an alpha, but the harvest did occur as a consideration. Ningro, would I be right to say that I believed in Ars, who can rotate my thoughts in the same realm?

Either way, Cicernia doesn't have the power to exchange in this situation. There is only one conclusion that can guide us at this stage in our numerous statements. Then I admitted myself and explored the Lusarca side without showing any futile resistance.

- It's good that I had a prediction, but the situation sucks. No, there couldn't have been more than the worst development since I got here. I'm sorry, Mr. Lithia, but I'll give you a ride.

Rather than be in tune with it as to what Luca was trying to explore on this occasion, Alpha needed to put in her own exploration.

Even in the face of adversity, it should be noted that Cicernia was beginning to enjoy solving elusive logic somewhere. There's no more to do.

It was getting more and more uncontrollable for me to quail.

"Where Alpha has officially asked you to cooperate, we should discuss the response."

Furon's words already come from a certainty that Ars may be enough culprits. Iberis, Hydrange, Hulkapdia and Clevidito naturally do not disagree, and Balmes' proxy for the Head of State does not even show an understanding of the situation.

That should also be the case, the former head of the Balmes, Hortal, has disqualified his clan from running for head of state. It was a 12- and 3-year-old who was now on this scene.

He is still a young child, although he is a prominent next Führer. Then it should have been on this occasion that we should have called Nilchine, the new Governor, as a substitute, but it is difficult for the Governor to participate in the convocation of the Führer, with the exception of special provisions.

Maybe this was even set up. Nilchine Quador owes much to Alpha. Then I can think of putting it on my shoulder.

Up to this point, eighty-nine, fully scheduled harmonisation.

Haorg, who himself leaves his martial arts as a soldier, took the initiative to open his mouth.

"The problem is about Lord Hispida's defeat, it is inevitable that it would be out of standard if it were also to be a battle between singles. It would be behind something that you couldn't let me do it. Above all, we have very little information about Ars Regin."

"After all, Lord Haorg questioned the rank of first place in the first place?

Clevidito Führer, Clough Vide Dieto. Fine long skinny body gives the impression of a sick person. Black gloves also look ominous to promote. Glossy gray hair crossing hair on skinny cheeks. Oddly enough, the dark grey suit looks like this.

A man who would be magnificent fits the image better on the bed than at work. The gentle eyes created by the heavy eyelids are such a good looking atmosphere for people that they are likely to lose money, and personable bone patterns as they seem.

Unlike being a little young, Clough doesn't panic from time to time because he's quiet.

That's what he asked with his rare and tender eyes.

"I'm not making it a problem from the edge, such as rank. Even if you have the strength to take first place, you can't beat a few singles."

"It would. But I was wondering if he has a slightly peculiar power, even if it's no better than... Mr. Fannon?

A little bit of other manners. It was a dialogue that felt a certain sense of distance towards a single magician in his own country, but Clough has a habit of being equally honored, regardless of who he may be.

With no other love, Fannon said, teasing his hair, "How was it?," he says mean.

"You've got this."

The truly troubled expression was on the irreplaceable side.

"I mean, you don't have to ask me. Aren't you feeling thin? What an uncle you are especially (...)"

What is she talking about? An event that can be remembered immediately by a magician of this occasion: a meeting by the Heads of State for the approval of the Seven Nations Magic Goodwill Congress. There was no way he would have thought of the troubles caused by Ars and Garginis when he was a party.

Garginis hunches uncomfortably overnight at a little satanic grin that includes Fannon's contempt. I don't get on with this degree of provocation - there was just a pressing exchange in front of me. He opens his mouth relatively calmly, ignoring his gag.

"That's the history, but it does..."

"Then my magic canceller disappeared."

"Ko, the!?

For the first time in my pace that I would shake it and end up talking to myself, Garginis had to desperately indulge in blues between her eyebrows and her temples would cramp.

But that anger is no longer bothering me next.

Fannon attaches core.

"So, you can hear the revelation. Viceroy of Alpha."

The power that a single magician in his own country has no idea. There is nothing such as measures that can be put in place without hearing that explanation. Clough hunts it down in an orderly fashion.

No, scheduled harmony from the beginning. I was just following the prescribed path. That's why Beric was called in.

I can't go against the flow so far. Cicernia nods gently, looking at Beric and his face. It's something I'd like to hide as much as possible from Alpha, who knows Als isn't the killer.

But if we hide beyond this period, other countries will soon embark on temporary captivity by pressing the right suspicions against Cicernia. Cicernia thought he was letting a single magician have an AWR for that.

The risk of revealing everything quickly gets there.

If Bellick repeatedly asks me about the outside world or how ignorant Cicernia is about the magician's fighting power, even if it's Ars, even the single magician opponent on this occasion, I'm more convinced than I'd expect.

But revealing his alien powers here can be a disadvantage to Ars.

Still, there was also an intention in letting Bellick perform his explanatory duties. Of course, in order not to be questioned for rebellion, but above all, only a single magician can counter Ars.

If so, will countries reluctant to incorporate single magicians from their own countries into their crusades? It can be inferred at all times during [bad eating].

Then by catching Ars' strength here alongside the blue ceiling, he will inevitably shift to a situation of superiority for Cicernia if he plants awareness along with information that there is no chance of winning unless at least everyone on this scene is incorporated.

It would have been your word if at least there was room for thought.

Bellick also shows an implicit understanding, and he speaks slowly.