Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

That night - the night of all the rage.

Als, who had been feeling tired for a long time, took dinner in his room. However, there was Loki on the spot, and she struck her tongue at a sumptuous meal with Iliis, who was more tired than willing.

Usually something like a dining room is on the ground floor of this house, and you can also eat in a chair and table that just machined the whole thing. Regardless, there are several more large restaurants due to the corresponding number of humans stationed in this base.

Why are we eating indoors only today, because tomorrow all three will be back in the survival zone.

As far as Ilyis is concerned, he's handing over the material Ars brought in, and he's even asking Beric to back up for it.

One case in which Ars previously told Bellick to submit his paper anonymously is helpful. Her name can be made widely known by putting out the presenter in the name of Ilyis.

Iliis was also quite reluctant about this, but if he took the steps, fool, honestly, it would take him three years. It would be a huge one. That doesn't make sense, there was a reason for Ars to have to do it right in order to get a track record.

That is also to make it easier to obtain approval from the countries in this case, and, as is the case with the negotiations between the Alphas, it is also possible that they could be replaced.

Nevertheless, all Ars can do is build financial backups and underlying mechanisms. We'll have to rely on Ilyis' arms later, but the reason Ars pushed her on that should dissolve.

The only way to spread the name Iliis is through the presentation of papers and other cuts. Still, it would be quick to spread to override existing magic evaluation criteria.

It is unclear if that will be formally adopted, but perhaps......

"But you are thoughtful..."

The three surrounding the table, in which Iliis leaves only the red-colored ingredients out of the colorful plates on the edge and pierces the meat into the fork. My mouth was opened to talk, not to eat.

As for the placement, Ars and Loki sit side by side at a four-man table, where Iris rubberizes his sleeve to stop and eat without taking off his unsuitable robe opposite Ars.

Ars and Loki peek into the child's plate sitting face to face with their white eyes. The ingredients are treated as if they were decorations, not food.

"Hey, don't like or dislike me at a good age"

"... If it's food, I seem to eat it too. But this is a decoration for adding color."

"Are you insane, Mr. Iris? They make up half of the dishes just by adding that color, right?

"Gu...... old me short, let me do what I want"

"Only at times like this do you treat old people, you filthy bastards"

"Yeah, you don't want to be, Al. I mean, you can't grow up, Mr. Ilyis."

"Sometimes I believed in such superstition... yeah no, I guess I should eat, if I eat..."

Though it was good until it reopened, the eyes that see the ingredients left on the plate seem to be the enemies of the parents.

The fork was relentlessly pierced into the red material with horns, and a strong cheek forced his mouth open before it could be placed in his mouth.

Chewing slowly just twice. After that, the more it was good to say at all, the more it stopped opening and closing.

He complains with his gaze that Iris, who shakes his head slightly with Auau and his mouth open, cannot. I guess the ingredients that remain solid in the mouth drip the original flavor over the tongue.

"For once, I pinched it in my ear when I was having a famous chef come, but that's not the problem," he said.

That being said, Ars throws the same thing into his mouth. Normally delicious, even when I was in the army, I've never spoken of a dish that left so aromatic a fragrance of ingredients. The spice as a flavour seems to be strong, spreading the flavour further into the mouth.

I guess it is nothing but pain to take it from those who are therefore not good at it.

"Eat, swallow and indulge without saying luxury."

"Mr. Ilyis, first dispose of what you put in your mouth. You'll forgive me if I apologize to the chef who made what I left behind."

That's when he swallows and rushes to pour in the water as he turns away.

Put more exhaustion on your forehead than your morning auditions.

"Why do I have to get that far? This is a conspiracy. Are you saying that my sins cannot be returned so easily after all? What a tough fight, most importantly, a sigh."

It is a tannic surface that in its mouth is chewing the bitter taste of defeat, but its sleeve-wrapped hands slowly kept the plate away.

It was after I had some busy meals and dishes cleared for service. I made sure to replace it and beat up the squeamish of the night when the rough knocking noise started to change.

The three look at the door wonderfully. There have never been any visitors calling it a visit lately, but it must have been less than before.

Not to mention the fool who knocks like he beat the crap out of you even if you go into a single room early.

It should be noted that it would be a little harsh to kick out now about Eliis not going back to his room? She poured bad ingredients into her mouth cheeks and tears whenever possible. So now he was lying on Ars' bed like a serious patient.

Shortly before I could raise my voice in the room with surprise, the person came in with a grand opening of the door - without offering.

While Loki, who was about to pour tea with a stunned look, peeled her eyes as stiff, Ars and Iris glanced sharply.

"Führer Haorg......"

The name that reflexively overflowed from Ars's mouth was just abrupt, but the late mouth run.

But the big man who came in thus had his cheeks slightly red. Seeing the handiwork, Ars had a headache.

I set myself up, but I think I'd better worry about something else.

"Don't stay together. Do you want to mix with me... gehu... I brought my secret liquor from home on purpose?"

"Whoa! Don't be shy, Iberis' Führer. I just wanted to reword it."

"Call me Haorg"

"You were innocent in the booze seat, then you don't mind me calling you Iris."

Awakened to jump out of bed, Ilyis has an extremely unwieldy attitude toward the Führer for the good of being drunk.

But I guess it's not a problem because they seem to be able to do it already. On the evidence, the two laughed gahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Little girl, hold the glass"

"Who's the little girl?!!

They're even annoying, but they're also hesitant to push the Führer back. Besides, I haven't seen him face to face since I woke up.

Naturally, I want to make a fool of myself, but I wouldn't have come for it.

Send an acknowledgment signal with your gaze and have Loki bring a glass. Nevertheless, I guess it would mean a liquor platter just for the two of us because both Ars and Loki are minors.

Think about it, it's still annoying.

I have a table for four and a pair of chairs here, but I would still arrange a simple chair for visitors because the chair would be pathetic in Haorg's giant.

"I don't know if the day will come to open this... it's a distilled liquor that I couldn't get my hands on inside. We're gonna make a big deal of it."

"I'm about to come. I'll tell you what, don't leave me alone with that big booze."

Say "wow."

The intoxicating Führer emits a giddy glance.

From the side, there is no doubt that Ilyis is out. In that regard, I guess there is no problem because her identity has been revealed at all.

Do you neglect the ground where you don't sleep on the night that's just the beginning? But just today, magical lights were pushing the darkness away softly outside as well. Maybe it's just a little noisier than usual.