The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Puppet King...... is it? That's your first ear. I had never heard of Mr. Eileen or Mr. Gaston. So what's that gray?

"Ho, I thought you were expelled as of freshman year, but did you still hear from Mr. Eileen"

No, that's what Eileen said. He said he was a sophomore at Magic University or he asked about it in the third grade.

Were you going to explain from there to me that you are out of school in a year?

And finally, Jennifer started touching my spine.

"The warrior emperor Verse is manipulated as gray (Gray) says. There are other reasons, but the current situation is that no one can stop the great power of gray (gray). The system in this country now looks very tidy. I am not dissatisfied with the people as much as I am with the left, and the officials, if they meditate on trivial matters, will not be a major obstacle in life. The Twelve are symbols on which the faith of the people can be placed. Politics (every other thing) is done by the black Ishtal and the white Lloyd. And we can say that the institutions that their subordinates govern are fully functional."

"Then why? It may be a terrible way to put it, but isn't it the point as a country that the ruler is just gray (gray)?

To my inquiry, Warren quipped up her glasses.

"Azley, aren't you aware of that, too? If we don't reveal what the country is keeping secret now, the country will die. It is the system of 'as long as it is good now' that seeks to make the anxiety ahead more powerful. Still..."

Maybe gray is the Spirit of the Demon King?

But this way of saying... are you trying to convince me while you're hiding something?

Could Warren be aware of the resurrection of the Demon King? The use of God even showed up at Warren's?

But then Warren would have known about it for two years.

Something... you know by some other means? How the hell did you do that? No, my mistake too...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Warren opens his mouth again to me scratching my head so much that I get asshole hair.

"I can't tell you everything, Mr. Azley. What you have to do now is clear."

"And... you say?

"Once... once you are on your way to the land of beginnings. There's the answer."

My... place to start?

No, what are we gonna do with the rank s promotion review in the first place? You did something about the way Warren said it, but you're telling me to give up completely?

Then I have to think of something else...

Warren gave me a piece of paper before I twisted my head several times today. The moment it was glowing white and holding it, I knew it wasn't just paper.

"Something about this?

"It's an artifact I made. Plus use your magic to model this requisition. That way the request will be completed automatically. That's all I can use, but it's a special piece of paper that takes Adventurer Alliance's request system backwards."

"Sora is convenient again..."

"That's not true. It was predictable that there would be a crusade against us. It is also within my job to respond so that no harm is done to both when someone other than the enemy arrives. Well, if you're a simple opponent, it's possible to do something with money, but this time they're bad. If the Twelve are going to move and come crush this place, we have to get rid of it early. Azley, if you can't make it, we're leaving too."

"Why are you here in small numbers? Didn't you have a better place to lurk?

Warren only answered this question, "It's all in the land of beginnings."

What the hell is there? I stopped Jennifer's hand as she tried to put her finger in her eyes, thinking.

"No, I knew it wouldn't work there."

"Mr. Warren, what is this man? Seriously."

I say as I grab Jennifer's hand. Warren apparently orders a stew recipe from Cock.

Did you remember that? How disciplined.

That guy's fist....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Gotcha, it's like a bone...? Bones... fists... Jennifer... ah!

"Could it be you, Jennifer from Bone Fist?

"What, you didn't notice?

Isn't he a big man? When it comes to Jennifer, the bone fist of the former Six Warriors, there's no one I don't know.

I heard you flipped the anti-flag, but, well, it's ultimately natural to enter the Liberation Army (Resistance).

But... but then... is that it?

"You both broke the black and white chain contract a lot, didn't you?

Ask the natural question.

Sometimes black and white chains are made in that sense in the first place.

An invisible wedge that never betrays tissue. That's why me and Lina got away with the deal.

"Mr. Azley, I was still the president of student self-government, wasn't I? That contract that can be delivered to the Twelve Order once. The final storage area is the University of Magic. It will not be possible to open the door from the outside, but it is the president of student autonomy who goes to keep it. Then it's possible to find and destroy me and Jennifer's contract."

"That's what happened! My brother took care of me in college. Thank you, kid."

"Oh, yeah. Hi."

Are you my sister brother or these two............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... And you're two targets.

Jennifer started stroking Porch's head with her hips down on her desk. With legs.

Hey, you okay, Porch? You'll always be angry when I do it. Oh, forgive the others.

"Now it's public, because you didn't tell anyone when I was in school. It won't be impossible not to know. Mr. Azley. You should do some modeling within the moment."

That's what prompted me, I used the magic of the letter edit to model the requisition form on blank paper.

Then, the simulated requisition slip glowed further and became identical to the real requisition slip that had been placed on the left.

That's awesome. This artifact. It became a requisition form that had already been completed. But...

"Sounds worried, huh?

"Naturally. It would be dangerous if they found out it was fake, wouldn't it?

"No problem. Because it is the Adventurer's Guild that deceives, not the Twelve Order. The Adventurer Guild is that and an independent organization. The twelve men of the country will not pry and scrutinize it. Even if it gets to Ishtal or Lloyd, it will be treated as a small matter and will not move. Azley, you just have to report to the Adventurer Alliance."

That it's a tongue that goes around a lot. But I guess that's what Warren says with so much confidence.

This guy doesn't throw up. I'll keep it to myself.

I had a finished requisition, a stew recipe, and I got up.

An hour is about to pass without time or time. I was just in time to go home.

I grabbed the roots of my sleepy pouch and said goodbye to Warren, approximating Jennifer showing interest in an empty dish of overly licked and glowing stews.

"One last thing"

"... what is it?

"This is what I do now, but I originally come from a nobleman. It was a house that lasted a long time, but it fell over a decade ago."

"Huh...?

"The Fulbride family. Remember this name."

The Fulbride family............ I don't know what you wanted to say but will you remember?

It was an hour tilting my neck all the time, but for the first time in a long time I could see Warren's face and feel nostalgic.

We went outside with Jennifer, who said, "I'll drop you off." We apologized to the six recovered lookouts and left the PLA (Resistance) Azit.

Riding a huge pouch, I cast my biggest doubt on the running pouch's ear.

"Hey Porch, where's my starting place?

"That would be the starting point for the journey."

Uh... you know what?