Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"Al, don't..."

Few people are anxious because this is a single magician on a childless grieving face, but Letty in the outside world is a thousand.

Those who know this gap are in awe and awe of the existence of Letty.

The bruising technique is also not very strong because it is still acceptable in view of its age. This kind isn't as unnatural as Sisty. Maybe it's still better.

Should I say Rin Warfare Maiden? None of the meticulousness of being a woman, and it is no exaggeration to say that in Alpha everyone aspires to the honor of joining her in the task. Well, if I tell you, people are good.

The rate of mission survival within her unit is high, even considering the difficulty of the mission. It is Sajk and Mujer who are part of such Letty's elite forces who stand upright behind them.

For a magician, it is a tight body, with shallow scars on his hands and everywhere, making him smell like a warring magician.

Sazyk flushes his short hair back, with a soft face but a tight look. The stern face has seemingly gentle eyes without dust, and I also feel far from anger. The thickness of the raised chest plate is such that it cannot be concealed.

I guess Mujer, who stands next door, is as close to his age as Sajk. It's a judgment of appearance, but it wouldn't have reached thirty. I feel vigorous. Cut eyes remind me of raptors, but smiling like a prank makes me smile better than Sazyk. It's so out of touch with my tight body that I'm scared the other way around.

Definitely not the right time to give up a child.

These two often act together with Letty. Positioning tightens as a proximity.

Both names who were reprimanded started and ended up chucking in their mouths and making them even keys - although it is rust that came out of them.

Loki also lined up next to it. Seems to have judged this simply as the position of those who serve.

Finally, Ars' "I don't need to treat you like that," he laughed through and made me jealous.

"Dear Cicernia, Letty should have been on a mission, but what does it mean to be here"

"Didn't you come to see me?

"You're right in the sense that you're here to see me."

Cicernia keeps smiling in front of the fan.

Ars takes care of himself like a belly searcher.

"I came to stab the nail to make sure I didn't bring any trouble, but I just need to worry."

"Oh!? Sorry to hear that. I'm just here to see what you're up to. They have all kinds of goose necks."

"Well, don't rush that. I know what you're trying to say, but now just let me enjoy watching the game."

Cysernia with a little verse and Beric returning it in a straight ball.

"Your arms don't seem dull," he adds, "but what an unnatural waste.

"Nevertheless, I have just the same sympathy for my opponents in the first war. It's not a good idea to be alert, but if you don't let me hit you with one magical shot, you don't have a standing ovation?

"I do, but I didn't feel the need to hang out because I was just talking"

"Oh, that one, you were screaming something. Pup."

It would be noble. Ars doesn't care long enough to hang out with bragging.

"More than that, is the operation over at Letty [Banalis] over?

"Not yet. I've been here for a long time, but there's no convocation here. When you get back to the shakedown, the Governor will go out on his own."

"Don't say you can't. We'll throw down a lot of power then."

"Even with more miscellaneous fish, the damage just spreads."

Ahead of the delay was Ars.

"What would it be like if Al joined us? No? Can't I do your sister a favor? I think it's worth it. It's beppin '!

He breaks his hips on the upper head and runs as his fingers come at Ars' chest plate in a slut.

It would never be projected to Ars, but it was disgusting.

"If you did that, your squad wouldn't shut up! I've been operating for almost six months, and if I plunder that reward, it's gonna be a problem."

"That's not true. Al is two, and if our squad is eight, I'm convinced!

"Who does it"

"Uh-oh, I'm so tired. Then what would you do with this!

The idea - so much confidence in my eyes that the consignment had descended.

Letty twisted her body along with her compelling gaze and turned her arm around Ars' neck.

"I'll pay you with my body. Then Al will jump to zero."

I can't see it from Ars, but Loki's face gets all red tidal, and that made a difference when it comes to jealousy. I mean, it's very irritating. If they are also single to each other, is it because they are more realistic than teasing?

The sound of swallowing the saliva next to the sawdust and loki rings, but it also feels like something a little different. I wouldn't say none of the cravings were there, but it seemed to swallow the awe-inspiring bitter juice.

Letty doesn't have as many scratches on her body as she does on a magician going to the outside world. That's also why I'm a single person, but I don't neglect my efforts to keep Ningro beautiful. For this reason, weapons to confuse are sophisticated. Glossy, shiny, thin limbs, chest was also not too big and too small and moderate volume was pushing the garment up at all costs. Do you even apply lips? Clear and refined skin on glossy lips. Cline and big eyes like a pranky child.

Would it indeed be a beauty that would make me want to jump from a third party point of view? That may also be sumptuous if there is a worldly beauty called Cicernia, but Letty has an extra beauty, minus that.

It was the exterior that combined beauty, the interior, with childlike innocence.

"Who jumps at zero. I don't know if I'll jump you with an eight."

"What! Is that okay?"

Lick (not lose) Jurli and her lips. An eye reminiscent of beast greed was directed at Ars' body.

Cicernia is also kneeling in the chair and peeking a little out of her back, knowing that she is behaving badly.

The only thing that got rid of the atmosphere that was going to be attacked even now.

"Gohon! Forget that kind of joke," he coughs up in the air like a wazzle, but Beric was trying to get his thoughts around whether it was there too. It is one hand to bear a child. Not to mention that if I were to be the highest magician named Ars, I would expect a child to be born. Just like this one, if you have a marriage or a child, you won't be swept around by the fear of leaving the country.

A little excitement swelled the imagination first, but Bellick felt the thought break in a certain place.

(I can't do it right away, as long as I have that incompetence...... still it's not in vain to marry)

"More than that, Ars, can we be selling oil here?

"That's not true. Because of Jean, the first magic school's hidden balls are unlikely to come out, and the Socarento lady's taking command of the second and third graders."

Letty flatters her face with the name Jean. Ars used to be the gateway to accusations that went up from her from time to time, and he knew the two of them were close.

"Ah, Luca... that's the last time you're gonna make a big face over there."

Damn it, Beric doesn't look good laughing, but I guess he didn't have the courtesy.

"Sounds like you can be proud of Mr. Lithia," Cicernia follows as well. People's bad laughter seems to be clear under the fan.

Ars has no personal feelings like the two of us because of his own sense of work. Still, I want to recover the cost-effectiveness that I have achieved so far. I wouldn't even call it wealth, but I just wanted to earn something commensurate with it.

Just data and publicity to explore the generic use of AWR provided to Alice, if you insist. It is a trophy made of misrills to reduce the unit in old books and the cost of going. When it comes to appearing in the college, donations to the college are not possible because of their personal ranking.

Either way, the overall winner will be presented with an equivalent trophy, so there shouldn't be a problem.

"And als. Alice, did you make your AWR?

"Just got Meteor Metal, so I made it on a test basis"

――――

"What is Meteor Metal?

The question of Cicernia will be natural. Even magicians rarely hear of it. Although it would be common sense for those involved in the production of blacksmiths and such.

"This metal has the rarest value as a material for AWR. It's because of properties that should be more characteristic than scarcity."

I guess getting Ars commentary won't pin it. I just lean my neck. So much? The question mark is floating.

"It's nothing peculiar or daunting. To the extent that it has made the sensitive stones used for communication powerful, it may be possible to substitute them with some sensitive stones, if successful. I have a preference for single magician AWRs, but a lot of them are made of metheo metal."

"Well! That's such a rare thing"

Even if I let it go, I had bruises. Sure, I wouldn't be interested if I wasn't a magician.

"You found it well."

"It just so happens."

It's your place.

Just a gentle affirmation, and this story is over. Ars has also finished his role in the sense of stabbing a nail, which is the purpose for which he came here. There's no way to explore it if Bellick eats the deposit.

That said, I was right to come stab the nail considering there's no one here who should always be, Lynne, but that margin increases anxiety.

"Fair enough. I hope you don't come here anymore."

"Shall we go now? What do we do about watching the game together to work our hearts out? Move the place."

Thin fingers tangle Ars' hands in glossy motion.

I won't pay for it. Because my eyes told me it was a joke, I decided to hang out with him for a while because his gaze turned toward the door.

"Now if you'll excuse me."

"It was. Ars, do you have a solicitation?

"No, no one will just not protect morals that far"

"Damn," he muttered to just spit it out. Despite his forward-facing, he's hiding his face with a fan, but Ars won't be the only one who felt the entangling air of Cicernia relax.

They say solicitation and the like are basically customary decisions after the game. Hotels where winning school celebrations take place sometimes see nobles and military personnel from different countries - if there is one, solicitation on the spot is common.

Still about two hours in time. Since there are aspects of friendship in the original spirit, the rest are considered to be athletes only.

Though solicitation at festivities is common, they sometimes actually get solicited after all the games that day.

But so far as Ars knows, such stories have not even come to his ears.

Snake feet, but Letty's hands were still overlapping.

"Now it's time..."

Ars saluted like a soldier and returned his heel. One of the servants standing by the door opens the door in advance. "Als, tell Alice I'm here for you, too. Later even to Miss Tesfir of the Favel family" waves in vain at the thrown voice. Letty squeezes her waste "a little more effort" when she looks at Loki and tells her she's home.

"Make time in it"

So I dived the door so that nothing happened. Letty is following me in vain.

Out of the aisle, the hustle and bustle jumped in to tear the air apart. When the guards look at the faces of the Ars, they move to position the opening and closing in a praiseworthy manner as they lay their eyes down.

Open up a little bit.

"So, what?"

"I'll wait a minute. It's bad for Loki, but [silent veil]"

No one is surprised that AWR was used only by magic names without the use of AWR.

It was Ars who frowned on the proof left that it was more sensitive than that. I guess she prioritized concealment in the detailed part of what I can see.

A space was built around Ars and Letty like a translucent semi-circular magic remnant. In other words, it's just the two of us.

All internal and external sounds are blocked.

Letty opens her mouth with a strange face, as all previous exchanges were lies. The only strange thing is the cheek cane on the railing on the face, so it lacks a little nervousness.

"Hasn't Al heard anything? Banalis are a place where not many of our crew sleep. You think if you take it back, they'll float a little too. But if this convocation prolongs, the demons will spread again, most importantly. You don't even want to imagine how many people you're going to sacrifice this time. We can't just waste their deaths."

The lack of water seeped into his expression. I guess her responsibility as the leader of the squad is pissing her off. Sajk or Mujer, my men, never gave me that look. Maybe he didn't show up trying to lighten his responsibilities as a captain. Ars was willing to send praise that he was a good man.

But...

"It wouldn't be unusual either. I know what Letty's trying to say."

"Sort of. I can't give you anything you can't."

(I guess that's why Letty gets liked)

Does that mean a good commander will have good men?

People are still good. Maybe that's why Ars can't hate her.

I guess it's because Letty's reliance on Ars also sees the recapture as a priority. We are not bound by our own power - perhaps because we are Ars - but perhaps we are avoiding that the mandate will be further prolonged and renounced?

"So you want to know why?

It's faceless, but its eyes show affirmation.

Ars felt caught poking around just knowing. I end up losing it to the straight eye until I'm foolish.

"I don't know much about it either, but there seems to be a slight problem with Balmes, and I think it's probably because of that that that you got the convocation."

"Is it a demon tangle?"

"I guess."

I nod softly.

"If I assume the worst, I can snort that you will be summoned. It's hard to believe that Bellick is stuck with more than just calm down, and I can even assume that there's no information gathered. How long have you been able to clean the banalis?

"Seventy percent. We should have reached the monster that is almost in our territory, and our detection is that there are just so many miscellaneous fish that we talk about two A rates."

Ars flaunts his shoulder. I do feel sorry for just a little bit more. I've been sweeping the tunnels for almost six months, so I guess it's better.

I have no sympathy, this is a good thing. Sometimes if you give an order to retreat before the demon that killed your people, you don't want to miss it. It's fools' business to be driven by more personal feelings than they are moving on the team as a team.

Still...

"Well, you decided the priority was higher this way. Still, if you're not convinced... you can work for your dead crew."

"-!! Fine! I knew it, Al. Huh?"

"Best!" Moments, Als' vision stains black. No, it was the majority when it came to dyeing, and there was a slight light leaking out of the gap. Letty pulled me in and pushed me around my chest. I was surprised when I got my head pinched with both hands, but dive straight into my chest. It's a form of burying her face with a feeling of definite rebellion, even as she tried to leave, she was hugging her to hold it.

As soon as I let go of what I thought, Letty still had a pranky grin on Ars who took it off and said, "I knew you looked physical. You don't hate muzzles," he says.

Loki remained solidified outside the magical range, touching a part of herself with mechanical cuckoo motion. Because the woman in front of me is more or less like this, I will try to gently place my hand on your chest so that it can be greatly measured from the position of your chest. Is it a real escape to be meditating on your eyes?

Narrow (if) your palms slightly enlarged and reduce the distance from your chest. There is no choice but to create a gap between Skasca and him in the first phase.

But about this? And even if I try to shrink it, it won't fit on my own volume. Gradually, the rush begins to swell in. It would also be comforting if it would fit in the second time or so. Because it is still a growth platter. Exactly how many times did the shrinkage finally fit in? It even seemed like a glimmer of hope.

Even if you look at reality with dismay and compare it, you have only a small amount of elasticity to fill your face. It was clear that we would be unhappy with each other if we tried to be tough.

"God must be there!

It can't even sound like two people with that kind of whining within magic range.

Ars makes a tannic surface as if he had been trampled on with good intentions.

"I'm not gonna give you a hand!

"I'm kidding. But is that okay? The college."

"No problem. I'm supposed to get a partial waiver on my terms with the Governor."

"Ha ha, you sound like a hell of a student."

Caught with an unyielding grin, Ars also raised his cheek.

"Well, I hope things work out," he said. The magic breaks and the hustle and bustle comes back.

I opened my mouth knowing that.

Ars himself, he even thought that the far-flung factors to which Letty had been summoned lay with him.

(Shouldn't I have gone to the meeting after all)

Ars bites that this regret echoes inside without even putting it in his mouth. Because I don't think I can live next time.

"Al will do his best in the tournament first. I don't like Luca either, especially that blonde."

I knew right away you were talking about Jean. I know it doesn't mean we're not close, but there are horses that don't fit, but there are a lot of causes for the two of us.

"I will. I'm not exempt from the credit for not winning."

"That's troublesome. That's why Loki will do her best."

"Yes!

Pull Loki's hand and flip it in front of yourself. A hug to hug even a stuffed animal from behind.

That also seems to be a sight I saw somewhere. Or Alice does a good job on Loki.

Loki's expression is different, however, and her cheek-dyed, overturned face doesn't make it slight as illuminated. It's not just a puppet-like, emotionless thing. It's a humane, overflowing figure that you'll soon know is just nervous. Could it be because such an appearance was carried out at the present time of Ars? It's a schematic that faces Loki just enough to be hugged.

Letty, who was rubbing her face off at all costs, also untied her arm, which she had crossed in a moderate amount of time that would not persevere.

Walk out with Loki, who was released when he decides it looks like it's time to go back, even from the progress of the game.

"Now if you'll excuse me, Master Letty,"

"Yes ~ yes. Don't look at me any time. Al, too."

Walking out, Ars gently raised his hand back without turning around. but - it stops a little.

"Letty, are those the only two men in your unit coming? I threw the question," but I can't tell if she could hear me during the hustle and bustle.

From the lack of an immediate response, Ars gets to the point where he asks that there is no benefit, "Ma, okay".

The stopping words "Oh, my God" in the back had not reached Ars in the same way.

I walked down a loosely curved aisle, and I said, "Ah! Does Letty know Jean's here? I thought it would be troublesome to come back and teach you now.

As a matter of fact, she seemed to hate Jean, but not to that extent.

"Master Letty is a wonderful man. I felt a little tender."

"Well, that's a good superior with that one. If you thought it was sweet, you'd be right."

But Ars knows she's a completely switchable person on assignment in the outside world, and she has wanted to apprentice. When we should cut it off, we can push our minds and kill them, but we can make a choice.

Ars doesn't think that of Letty as ruthless. I guess that's not what I am. I do have her thoughts, so I have the strength to make her feel the core that takes over the thoughts of the dead.

I guess Letty is strong because thoughts similar to that wish pile up on her shoulders and push her back.

Let me remind you that would have happened to me before.

(No. I don't think anything when I cut it off, and I've tried not to)

That's why I chose to be alone.

Still, when I explore the abyss of memory, I do have a black cunt hooked up. I guess that's a wedge. Commandments, readiness, determination, and regret, all apply.

(You only had one for me, I wasn't a person)

Not enough to immerse yourself in sentiment. Compared to then, the current situation is so different that it can be seen...