Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

I breathed heavily and deeply to pierce my will that I didn't have to double-check with my hands on my heart.

The words you will choose when you make the plea you want are an announcement that you cannot prepare like an exam study.

I was certain that I would feel honest and still not accept that reality was in a position to bind.

Ringing a light knock, Ferrinella visited the Visaist's study at home. I have permission to enter and open the door.

"Father, would you like to join us?

"Oh, no big deal. The wound just opened a little bit, but it's much better now."

There is a pure white bandage wrapped around his waist when weaving his shirt, but it was wrapped a lot thicker than before if it was for a second time.

"If you're not very helpless, you'll annoy the healing magicians' hands again. I don't care if you scold me."

Felinella doesn't know what caused the visaist's wound to open. I got too uptight because Ars tried to kill Molwald, but that's something she doesn't have to know.

Let it strengthens you to worry, but things are more pressing than his wounds. Cicernia and Bellick would be even busier if they returned.

As the Viceroy's right arm, the Visaists themselves were prepared to have to move.

I went home once to tell him I wouldn't be home for a few days, even in that sense.

I've only recently been dying to be able to contact you once. It wasn't always going to help this time either. I guess that's why it's to burn my beloved wife and daughter in the eye right away.

But it is time for Ferrinella to decide to visit the study like this and come and screw with something. Recently, the visaist had detected a subtle change in her expression because of that.

How many years do you think you've seen it, and you've supported growth more closely than anyone else?

So I decided not to try to prompt him from me, but to wait still for him to turn off the tantrum. Enjoy the ominous urge to leave the room early. I'm sure growth is something that pleases parents and at the same time gives them anxiety.

Then we should set up with Deng and face him directly from the front. I couldn't help but stop the shirt button a little bit.

Ferrinella utters a voice determined to "Father..." to break the silence.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Felinera?"

Exactly the Visaist's mood is "Here we are! was."

"I have a favor to ask you today"

Felinella, who corrects her posture, asks her to look up to drawing a line as her daughter.

So ask in a serene voice without imitating it in love.

"Say it."

"Yes... Father, may I accompany you too"

…………

I guess I had to dismiss it immediately, even without a headache, just because I had thinly anticipated it. But when he saw the unusual look on his face, the visaist swallowed a big voice and rang his throat.

That these places look a lot like my wife.

So...

- I guess it's hereditary. What I'm not trying to do is.

Visaists with a caged past are therefore uncomfortable. Speaking of which, my wife was also very impotent.

Now it is time for me to protect the house as a good mother, but at the time I was also burned with one more hand by an action that would not spare us by chasing the Visaists.

How long have you been captivated by such a wife, so it's something you don't know about love.

And I guess it's love again to praise my daughter for her reckless actions.

Ars' position is very dangerous right now. I can't stay or stand because I know that.

I don't know how that felt. But I didn't.

But maybe it doesn't do much good where I said, "I'll make sure I clear my suspicions."

Still, as one father, the visaist could not allow it.

"No! I can't see ahead of me just this time. I'm not asking you to give up on Ars. So leave it to me. He won't turn into a stupid son if he takes it from me."

Put your hands gently on Felinera's shoulder.

I'm sure it was to tell myself. Whatever it is, it's my daughter, I get it.

Because I've never seen a face like this before.

"Hey, Ferrinella... just listen to me this time"

The narrower eyes look disgusted at the thick hands on the shoulders. It was a dear eye for the venerable Father and at the same time a consideration for the wounded body.

Felinella gently takes her hand and wraps it up with both hands.

Kindness like labor, then… makes you feel a powerful will.

"Father, I keep wishing to be strong and I have never failed in my efforts"

…………

It was because I had seen it beside me that the visaist nodded loudly inside.

- Oh, I know. You are a proud daughter. It doesn't hurt enough to put it in your eyes.

"Father, please don't take away the opportunity for me to work hard. I just don't want to regret it. I want to be a daughter who can be praised by your father. Don't allow me to blame you."

The visaist felt the rash and chest ache. Parental separation is always abrupt. Whenever I experience a child's growth, it always exceeds my expectations.

But in what world are parents happy to send their daughters out to battlefield?

No, can that also be regarded as heresy in a world like this... it can't be. The first emotion I notice with my daughter.

"I don't care about anything. For chores or whatever..."

"Ha, okay"

In fact, there are fewer magicians available than there are problems, Visaist troops, and so much so that I want to borrow the cat's hand. I guess I'm losing track of the good and bad decisions I make when I allow it for reasons that don't even make such excuses.

Then the result is everything.

"But I need you to work as my assistant. You got it."

"-!! Thank you Father!!

"Wow!?

Here was the look of the sweet parents who would make it to my daughter who would hold me. It's not as light as words, it's not as complicated as being prepared.

It's just that my daughter, who I thought was a child, grew up a little bit.

The visaist sighed as she opened herself to the arm that was turned to her waist.

"I wonder who the hell you look like"

I get it. I'm sure it's to my wife that I'm all the way with such strong feelings, and...

Felinella, with her hands on her mouth with a couscous, assures me.

"That's all your father has left."

"... yeah, right"

After this, the Visaists overlapped their words of persuasion against their wives. I swear I will keep it, and I exchange my word that the two of you will return safely.

Once again, I did not overturn my decision, but I looked slightly at the realistic anomaly. Above all, Ferrinella has the ability to detect her own, so the success rate of the mission increases. With complicated feelings, only one definite determination had emerged among the visionaries.

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A few hours after too unusual a consultation. By now the Heads of State will be collecting troops in secrecy and preparing for deployment. To wipe out exhausted Ars or Klama.

That's the same for Cicernia. But it is superficial and there is actually something else to be done. How do we clear Ars's suspicions?

But Cicernia had also reaped one harvest about it. I guess that ridiculous listening made sense even in that sense.

No one runs frightened and unintentionally conservative. The eyes of those who have lost sight of their essence only show the elimination of Ars, the rebel.

Things would have changed if Luther Luca had leaked the most information, but now it's a waste of time to skip so much thought and make speculation. Well, I felt I was holding information close to the core to ignore

Above all, my cheeks are going to cramp at the reality that the word "depending on time" left behind by Ars has become such an abominable prediction of the future. But at the same time it brings significant information to Cicernia, who expects to go ahead.

It means that Ars had a great idea about the information Lusarca grips.

That's why Cicernia reluctantly felt the need to make contact. I can't replace my belly on my back.

- You still can't do that with your bare hands, can you?

Mutual benefits must exist for sharing information and fighting together. For starters, Luther Luca definitely doesn't consider Ars the culprit.

For example, it is likely to make contact from the other side, but that atmosphere is like suggesting arbitrary behavior.

So it's hard to think I'll hear from you from the other side. Either way, Cicernia had to keep track of Luther Luca's grip.

It must be recovered without leaving a single one in the sense of clearing up Ars' suspicions.

In order to draw the information, Cicernia told Lynne, who would sit at your table, that she was ready.

"Keep moving towards the palace."

Copy that, sir.

Naturally, this includes Bellick. He'll need to get off the road and pack it up at headquarters. But Cicernia did not allow it.

It should be noted that Letty is taking the troops in front of the transfer gate and walking side by side to escort them.

"Lynne, I'm going to tell you something important."

"I'm in awe"

As soon as he returns it, Lynne washes her surroundings by the Devil's Eye. When I tell her it's safe, she closes the window, too.

"Didn't you notice, Beric?

"... is it the birth of Ars"

Yes, from that point on, Beric had also felt thin that something was wrong with Cicernia. That said, to the extent that I was surprised that she didn't utter a word on the occasion she needed it afterwards.

"Yeah, I was an idiot too. No, I didn't even question it."

"This is my downfall. At least it should have been revealed to Master Cicernia."

"I can't help it now. But it's not all bad. I'm grateful for that."

"And say?

"Beric, have you ever been in the Artzeit family treasure trove?

In some cases, such rumors are spreading. He said that his eye-catching wealth was sleeping underground.

But Beric knew about its existence. Naturally I don't even know where, but because she rarely shredded her money for policy.

Beric shook his head sideways saying "no". Although I expected it to probably be underground because I remember the spacing of the vast palace once and for all.

"Well, I have to tell you everything. You'll be ready to take it to the grave."

"I don't have any objections because I'm not a long old man."

Bellick snaps his throat and takes it directly in front of him. Now I didn't have to get lost if I could do it to that extent.

And Cicernia speaks out. This is the first time I've ever put it in my mouth. It is a secret she wants to bury in the dark, if possible.

Cicernia was aware that it was not even possible to do that anymore.

At that time, the consequences would have changed if we had followed the policy of wiping out Ars. The sins borne by the Aalzeit family continued to remain this way without hindering deep sleep in the far basement.

But Cicernia was ready. the limits of continuing to hide and the limits of reality.

It is not for her to show the decision that shapes the end of humanity. No, that must have been the same for my predecessor, my father. Who couldn't help themselves?

The first voice I ever opened my mouth to is.

"Babel's effectiveness is attenuated by…"