The Peerless Kobold

"Well, very rarely did the dogs live in our territory return to their ancestors."

"Mm, is there a cobolt?

Buster listens back reflexively as the story of his compatriots came out of Diub's mouth in a very natural stream.

However, it was natural to think calmly, and even as he offered me the Mass River fish skewered in a ground fire furnace, Uldo, the face, glanced at the big man with dark hair.

"Naturally, we have a fertile forest area that covers most of our territory… it's a wonderful land."

"Ha, I didn't even lose the Easteria Forest."

"Mmm, is that true?

I also received a buster that responded to the skewered fish handed to me along with the words of pursuit with "buy words for sale", and chewed the moderately roasted white body into luxurious pieces for each skin.

The guy who chewed and broke his face seemed to have been distracted by the message of the dish, and when he watched Urdo appropriately embellished as he tried to continue the conversation, he heard some mumbling from next door.

"Oh, shit."

"Gah!"

"Guh, waffaon! (I can't do this anymore!)"

Maril (false), who sat up and poked her palms between her thighs, bent forward and stuck to a skewer of roasted fish pointed at her by a werewolf girl, so she was a little ashamed of herself as her brother, but this way (this way) listens to the werewolf live.

As we discussed earlier, in addition to the land pattern rich in forest grace, there was certainly a port town on the north facing the Black Sea.

Pulling the map of the old Athos era from the memory of his previous life with a feeling of drunkenness in his cheeks, and asking Diub, who had been drinking alcohol, what was happening in the coast, he talked proudly with a slightly more impressive attitude.

"The Silver Wolf Hall is familiar with the geography of the kingdom of Almedia inside, and the Black Sea (Kurumi) can take a wide variety of edible fish. You can even get an egg of a shark if it's unusual, because the people of the West have never eaten it.

"There is certainly no food culture on the West Side, because eating there is primarily your own."

I nodded lightly and pretended not to know, but it usually came out in fishing village liquor stores on the shores of the Black Sea (Kurumi) and the White Sea (Kurumi), and it was a famous ingredient for the desert mercenaries who were sober and cheesy.

Still, since it's unnatural for me to know that I'm from the rear Stise kingdom, I'll hit the gavel (Aizutsuki) and so on here (here).

"When the conflict with the Republic is over, you should stop by Demir territory, let me welcome you"

"What are we going to do, Admiral?

"Well, it depends on time and case."

Muriel, who spent the night together in a settlement nest the day before he traveled, has stabbed me with a nail saying, "Come back soon," which also makes me feel like behaving like an extra free prodigy.

(The rest of us are concerned, and if we let it go forever, the temperate Axe will not be angry with the horns and nervous blazers)

Shortly after stirring up the cup while clouding the words, Diub takes it easy and cuts to the point tonight.

"Next battle, by the way, but can't we act with Non? With the Apostolic Silver Wolf, our young men will be strong."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Ha, I'm sorry for Miss Aisha."

Though the old man, who tipped his cup unharmed and drank up a high number of distilled liquors, was invincible... this side (here) has made an appointment with her father, Wiad, and must protect the bloody Mistress on the battlefield.

In the matter of alienating her and her mother in time of war, the blood of King Alexius originally requested, it was necessary for him/her to write a single letter as the head of the Hardy family, beyond the fact that the two had already made a residual declaration of intent.

(You won't be able to return to the boulder with your bare hands...)

I recognise that my mediator, Ernesta, floats in the back of his brain like a cold (hiya) or a storm, and can't accept Diub's invitation.

Being hired by Aisha to replace his staff in the Zatras Army is also a result of the heavy relationship with the marginalized, and it is not appropriate for him to change his position lightly.

"I'm sorry, we have a lot going on here, too."

"Well, actually, the general and the other lads asked me to make trouble."

When I stroked my white mustache (mustache) to the side of the person who had become a bit of an imaginary face, without a sound, Uld approached me and began to ear... Even with a few whispers, the hearing of the dog-based species was not Dada, so I lost it to everyone.

Am I going to tell a secret story about whether my makeup skin was stripped with drunkenness (...) Y (...) or my chemo ears growing from the hair of a glossy werewolf girl?

It should also be noted that what has been heard even in the intoxicated state is shooting straight (seikoku), and it is scary that it will accurately fill the outer moat.

"Hmm, should I have done that from the beginning..."

"Whatever you want, I won't refuse Eisha if the general lives."

Remove your gaze from Uld, who is picking up his chemo ears with his adorable "throat and face," and push the pierced sigh back to his throat with distilled liquor.

Since General Dowd and Diub, who are in command of the Royal Army according to their rhetoric, seem to have a shallow to irrelevant edge, depending on the circumstances, none of them will be far removed from the realm and the Zatras realm under the Knight's Warlord will be formed with the Demir realm.

(Behaves differently from Mylas, but has no choice)

I remember that when they lined up the battlefield, they also mentioned the collaboration of the next battle, and while I felt somewhat sorry for them, I tipped the cup.

Now, after deepening my interaction with the werewolves for a while, I woke up in the morning sleeping in the Lord's tent as a miscellaneous fish, prompted my companions who were rolling around, and turned back to the camp of the Zatras.

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