Tilea's Worries

This...

West Avenue is a fuss. People are still pushing through the aisle. Everyone is squirming with a gloomy face.

Could the Batcho Squad have attacked us?

Cold sweat flows.

We need to get out of here fast - no, it's not like that. If that's the case, it should be a one-sided sea of fire, an annoying picture by now. Now, there's just a crowd.

So what's going on?

... Why don't you ask Millet, who knows the circumstances?

Drive the crowd and head to Mr. Millet's home.

"Oh, Tyrea, don't come!

I arrived in front of Mr. Millet's house and was warned accordingly. Mr. Millet's voice is like a chopped feather.

"What, uh?

"The culprit has spoiled us."

"Do it!

The blood-running crowd is confused. I'm going to kill you.

What!? What the hell!?

It's like a crowd roaring at all with their parents' enemies.

Did I do something? I don't remember you resenting me that much!

Scary.

I rushed to return the people, but the crowd was full and the road was blocked.

Oh, my God!

I can't escape. I meditate on my eyes when I rest all the time.

Mmm!? No pain.

It was such a killer that I was ready to get punched by a spill. Approximately when I opened my eyes, my neighbors on West Avenue, starting with Mr. Millet, had come forward to shelter me and protect themselves from the people who were going to kill me.

"You girls, I'm not ashamed to sacrifice the girl you want!

"That's right! I sacrificed a sweet child like Tyrea. Oh, you can't even put it on a man's wind!

Caregiver Millet, bad language, but Kip is a good and gentle fishmonger, Gen, and many others are sheltering me to criticize them. Meanwhile, the crowd that came at me also made a series of noisy remarks about losing and "Give me back" and "Bring Tim".

Then a few moments...... the two, the furious curse of confusion continues.

Why was there such a riot?

I didn't see the story at first. But when I heard everyone's tongue fight, I knew the truth more and more.

Apparently, Elizabeth's guy is chewing one on this commotion.

Elizabeth said, "I'll burn down West Street. Everybody, if you don't want to be torched, give me, Tim and Ortizio".

Kid, dirty. Too dirty.

It is a despicable trap of Elizabeth trying to disintegrate it from within.

Here, regardless of me or Tim buying a grudge, it's unclear why Ol's name comes up.

Ol, it doesn't matter, does it?

Well, it's about troubleboya ol'. Where I don't know, maybe he was selling a fight to Elizabeth.

Anyway, I'm pretty sure it went bad.

You Elizabeth!

In my previous life, it seemed like because I read too many online novels, when I heard about the villain's warrant lady, there was a preconceived notion of a really good kid's tundelle daughter. Maybe I was caught off guard. I never thought I'd be bothering my neighbors living on West Street.

I didn't know Elizabeth would hit an outrageous hand so far......

It's not just about me or Tim. It's become a problem for everyone living on West Street.

Now the inhabitants of West Street are divided into two parts: the factions that offer our sisters to Elizabeth and the protectors.

Both, it's a one-touch vibe.

"Goddamn it, our lives are in danger because you can put your eyes on nobility. Take responsibility!"

"That's right. Bring your sister too and sit down in the ground. You're aware I'm bothering you!

An awesome curse rises from the faction offering Elizabeth. That Batcho Squad is coming at us. I guess you don't mind before the greatest danger. He points at me and curses me hard.

Two or thirty times lightly. Before the storm of accusations from the big adults, I thought.

... That's right. It's true that we're causing trouble because of our sisters. I feel sorry for you there. You can keep your head down. Let's get grounded.

But, that's why I said to my life cuteness, "Give me Tim! I don't want to apologize to the guy who says," or anything. Tim is only fourteen. He's just a kid. It is determined to be strong, but trembling and frightening in the heart. You guys are ghosts!

I really want to say that and yell and scatter. But it's also true that you're causing trouble, so bite your lips and bear the spot.

"Hey, don't shut up. Do something!

"You know what I mean? It does not defy the nobility. Common sense. You guys are out of your minds to defy the great nobleman Elizabeth!

"That's right. Bring your sister too, quickly. Though it would be a party!

Ugh, shit.

I regret it. You can say whatever you want if I keep my mouth shut. I'm about to cry when I get hit with hostility.

"Come on, you guys!

"That's right. Stop imitating all this crap!

You don't see me half crying, Mr. Millet and the others shelter me with temper.

Both, claiming not to give in a single step, several young men jumped forward from among the factions offering me. It is a laughing, chaotic attitude.

These guys sure......

Yeah, I remember. It was a little bit of a dick that hit me right after I came to Wangdu (this way). I gave you a lousy number, I've been obstructing sales, so I asked the mu to knock you out to the spill.

I haven't been scared to come near the store since then.

You thought we were upside down when you found out we had Elizabeth's eyes on us. Appear with a cheerful face as if nothing had happened, especially accusing me and Tim of what they said and did.

Damn, I'm annoyed.

Both chimps don't break a strong attitude about knowing there's no mu.

"You guys, don't be fooled ~. This woman is a bastard. Can I just die with a woman like that? You have a life."

"Right, right. Think about it. That's the Batcho Squad. Legends are not one or two. They're attacking me like that. If we're going to resist, we're all going to kill them. You'd be smarter to offer this woman."

Tell the chimps to ask their surroundings for their consent.

For what Bacchio's threat was known, it seemed to be highly effective. Some of the people who had decided to be static began to snort.

Damn, it's a nasty stream.

Everyone is spared their lives. Besides, we're responsible for the rubbing. If I get stuck there, I can't say anything back.

The dickheads' speech adds momentum to the faction that gives me away.

"Hey, you guys, don't be nice. Doing bad justice just makes you die for nothing. That sounds stupid. Try to change your mind. This is a chance. Wouldn't you get a lot of rewards if I offered these guys?

"Oh, yeah. It's the great nobleman Elizabeth. It could be a hell of a reward."

Picki! I feel blue muscles floating on the comet.

Down, you bastard!

I thought you guys were causing trouble because of us, so I'm sorry.

Several percent of the people in the street reacted to Chimpilla's reward speech. When a large sum of money might enter, he changed the colour of his eyes.

You guys are selling us sisters for money!

This statement just cut off the tail of a cunning bag.

"Oh, you..."

"You idiots. Aah! All of you get out of West Street. Yeah!

Mr. Gen drinks before I raise my voice. At some point, Mr. Gen had a blade knife for commercial tools, which gave him momentum to stab both the chimps.

To Mr. Gen's power, both the chimps tend.

Originally, the chimps are weak people with no sexual roots. I don't have the courage to argue grandiose arguments in front of the blade. "But because," he began to make excuses in various ways.

"You guys have so much to pity. Wash your face and come back out."

Mr. Millet also tells Mr. Gen to continue.

"Damn. Baba!

"What? Are you willing to commit violence against Mr. Millet?

Mr. Gen is awesome at his chimp. The blade knife shines sparklingly and vividly. A knife that seems sharp to see, and Mr. Gen is a big, muscular man.

The chimps lag behind in fright at Mr. Gen's serious loss.

"You're gonna regret this. The other guy is that batcho. It doesn't matter how confident you are in your arms. They'll kill you for sure."

"So what's up? No matter how threatened I am, I will not sell Tyrea and the others. Absolutely."

"That's not your problem. You had a wife and kids. They all get killed. You know exactly what I mean!

There is also a point in what Chimpilla said. I'm annoyed, but this guy's right. If you defy Elizabeth, you'll get all the clan royalists killed.

Mr. Gen has a sweet beautiful wife and a three year old beloved daughter. My daughter's name is Kirara and she's so cute. I don't know how many times I've been healed by that little but helpful figure of yours.

I appreciate Mr. Gen's shelter, but don't let the danger loom over Kirara.

"Mr. Gen, that's enough. I'm so happy with the feeling. But Kirara and your wife's lives are at stake. You don't have to take my side anymore..."

"Tyrea, don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to fight nobility for Tyrea. I'm doing it for myself."

"Is it for your own good"

"That's right. I've lived my life shamelessly in heaven. My father and grandfather have lived that way for generations. I'm proud of that. Here we are, how can we live beyond this if we sell Tyrea and the others to selfish cuteness? You can't live like that. I'm so sorry about my whole life looking down. There's no face for Kakaa or her daughter."

"So, but..."

"It's okay, Tilea. 'Cause this is who this guy is."

That being said, Mr. Gen's wife looks at Mr. Gen inadvertently as he puts his arms together.

I'm in love.

It's always the same thing. Two famous couples of beauties and beasts, but now I know. Why did a beautiful wife fall in love with a once boneless Gen?

Mr. Gen, cool. If I were a woman, I'd be a man in love.

"Oh, that pleasure. Honestly, I'm so happy. But I have to think about your daughter, Kiara."

"Oh, my daughter agrees."

"Tyrea, don't bully your sister!

Now Kirara will come forward and throw a stone at the party offering us sisters.

"Oh, brave. That's my daughter. It's so different from those pathetic adults."

Mr. Gen's wife proudly strokes Kirara's head.

Ugh, my eyeballs are getting hot on that sight. Tears spill naturally.

"That's right. Such a little girl is trying so hard. What a pity I had. Mr Gen is right. If you run away here, you're not a man!

"Ouch. This is our town where we were born and raised. I won't let nobility like me. I'm not running or hiding."

"Right. This isn't just about Tyrea anymore. It's a head-on confrontation between nobles and ordinary people. We'll take care of our place!

Looks like I'm not the only one impressed. The people who were still watching me aroused one after the other to see if Kirara's struggle had been conveyed to everyone and moved forward to shelter me.

"Oh, you know, guys, really, okay? No, but I still can't. I'll bother you."

"Tyrea, in times like this, we rely on adults. You've been troubled by yourself."

"That's right. Your aunt always says that. Talk to me whenever you have any problems. It's okay. There's a security guard named Remilia."

"Your sad face doesn't look good on Tyrea. Just smile like you always do."

"That's right. We were always invigorated by Tilea's delicious food and smile. I don't care who he is that makes such a good boy cry. Right, guys!

"" Ooh!

Ugh, no. The warmth of Mr. Gen, Mr. Millet and the residents of West Street stains my heart.

"Ugh, fugg..."

It's the limit now. I weep a lot.

Good people. These good people were your neighbors.

Glad we're newcomers, but I can't believe you're so intimate. I'm so glad I moved to King's Capital and lived in a town with these people.

"Damn. I don't know if you regret it!

"Oh, if you stick it on, if you die, it's over!

"You guys really give up a lot of money! That's a good chance to get into the nobility!

Well, some of these guys. It really waters me down where I was shaking with emotion. I don't mind. Everyone is spared their lives. I know a little how these guys feel, too. It's just that only the guy who's talking about money, money, is seriously killing me.

Such an inferior bastard twitches all over the last ascension, but the situation is reversed. All the people who were already static are on my side.

I'm sure the people who protect me will stare. Then the faces of those who offered me escaped, throwing up a dump dialogue with the mundane.

Our victory!

Everyone is smiling and praising.

Those Bacchios are the opponents. If you resist, it's not strange to die. We all know that. And yet, you're ready to take my side.

Proud people. I don't want you to die.

Fight the Batcho Squad. There are many anxiety materials. But it's okay. Don't worry.

Our side is not just the security forces, Mr. Remilia. This one has a secret weapon. It's Edim and Mu. With them, there's plenty of chance.

Don't tell me about the vampire Edim, but Mu can tell me. Will you reassure everyone?

"It's okay. Over here, we have Muchen, an amazing adventurer. He will pull everyone to fight until Mr. Remilia returns. Rest assured."

"That's right. There's Mr. Muchen! That guy sounds awesome. I've heard rumors. Everything's been repainted with historical records, and they're blowing up the promotion streets."

"Oh, is such a person on Tyrea's side, too? comforting."

Morale increases for everyone.

All right, some of everyone's anxiety would have been dispelled. That's Mu. It has a piercing color that is no worse than that of a famous adventurer. Everyone is relieved to hear Mu's name.

"Besides, there's even a fine jaguar. You can win this."

Yagura?

Was it on West Street?

Mr. George made a strange statement while everyone was consolidating the tie.

"Mr. George, what is this about?

Don't you know Tilea? You were making it for these emergencies, weren't you?

"I don't know."

"Oh, really? Because Tilea, a young man walking in and out of the place was clearly making it. Exactly."

Yeah!? What kind of young man walks into and out of my shop... I know something.

"Was it Yagura? I was wondering what you were making."

"I was curious, too. It's just that they were making it out of impatience. I had trouble speaking up."

"That's right not to speak up. When I got close, they hit me all of a sudden. No one is allowed in here but the people involved. Build a building in the middle of the street. You don't have it."

Looks like some of the people on the street knew about it. They seem to have had a lot of dissatisfaction, and they talk to each other like fools.

Yeah, I have a bad feeling about it.

That's pretty much what I expected. With a hint of an ominous hunch, I head to where Mr. George indicated......

Buh!? What the hell? Yeah!

There was a big one standing at the entrance to West Avenue. Beautifully stacked stone walls and a building built of reinforcement over earth bases. It's a little small castle with thick walls and three floors to the fifth floor.

There's only one guy I know who can do something this expensive.

Find a suspect among the legions roaming the vicinity of Yagura.

There he is, there he is, it's Ol.

There's a guy in trouble.

I'll go ask Ol what's going on.

"This is Master Tyrea."

Ol says hello when he realizes I showed up.

"Oh, Ol, ask me straight in. What is this, huh?

I point to Yagura with a little finger tremor.

"Yagura."

"No, because I know that. When did you make this?

"Ha. Jopanny did it for me overnight"

Praise Jopanny, whom Ol proudly subordinates.

Jopanny?

Is he the one who called himself the base of the Evil Army, the one who created the Underground Empire?

When I first came to Wang Du, there was a time when I was blurry about wanting my own shop. When Ol heard of my stupidity, he prepared an underground empire and shop. I do think Ol said "Jopanny did it for me in a month" even at this time. No, there's no way you can make something big like this in a month! You just cleaned up the house villa, didn't you? I know this one. What, are you pretending to be a superman? Two illnesses in here! I thought so.

You have the same pattern this time.

Mr. Jopanny, who helped clean up the Orr family villa. He must have helped me create Yagura this time.

But seriously. When did you make such a gorgeous potato? Shouldn't have been for sure at least a week ago.

Uh-huh. Then how? It's only a miracle to make such a splendid jaguar in the short term.

Oh, wait. You had a historical figure who did such a miracle. Maybe I made it like Hideyoshi's overnight castle. The mechanism of assembling parts only, to some extent, locally, with finishing. Originally, Orr must have had parts for the Battle of the Demon Kings. It was transported and assembled.

Ol' father listened to Ol' 's self again, didn't he?

The general commander is Sebastian, the Perfect Deacon of the Orr family, and I wonder if you said you helped assemble that all night.

View Jopanny. Jopanny's eyes were lying and his body swayed every inch of the way. It feels exactly like you're working all night.

Probably guessing.

"Ah, Jopanny, are you okay?

"Also, no problem. He's suffering from some kind of magic deficiency."

It doesn't look okay. The neighborhood of eyes is amazing, and her complexion is bright blue. It is likely to spit blood again.

"Really? You look really tired."

"Ha, ha, it's okay,. One or two pieces of generative magic… this is still a demon's handkerchief."

"Dear Tyrea, Jopanny is one thing in battle, but for that matter, he is a person who can act as an engineer unit. Treasures for the generation of earth bases and bases. We don't do yawdy workouts that raise roots to this extent"

Leaving aside the statement that you generated Oru (Yagura)...

Jopanny's guy, how much magic do you use? I wonder if you've been doing light source magic (lightning) all night for work. I'm trying too hard for you to be weak.

"but you worked hard"

"That's my man. So, Master Tyrea, what do you say? Were you satisfied with this?

"Ugh, yeah. That's splendid. Very satisfied."

"Ha. Thank you. I'm happy."

Orr rejoices and bows his head.

And he was thumbing up at Jopanny. Jopanny is also trying to salute Orr by dealing with you on the verge of falling in the flirtatious.

No, no, let him rest. Ol, it would be pathetic if I let you keep up with your tension.

"Thanks, Jopanny. You must be tired, so rest in peace."

When I said so, Jopanny returned to the store, fluttering at his feet.

"Huh - and, Ol, I'm surprised this time. Bacchio's going to attack. That's a hell of a lot of action. I always wanted to make something like this."

"What!? Master Tyrea ordered me to make..."

"Ugh!?"

I often hear things from Ol.

Then I remembered.

I did say it.

Yesterday, with the imminent threat of the Batcho Squad, I feel like I should have been a castle wall on West Street as well.

I said what I said. But I was just talking to myself...

Speaking of which, you had an ol' nearby.

I remember saying yes or something and jumping out one way or the other. I was full of worries then. It wasn't the other way around, so I said hi.

See the splendid jaguar in front of you.

Wow.

He was licking Ol's financial and behavioral skills.

You were just playing with the Evil Gods. What an authentic fortress this guy is building. I don't know much about the military either, so I can't say anything, but I think this will connect enough on the battlefield.

Well, I know what's going on.

I explained the situation to everyone on West Street who was surprised by the appearance of Yagura. I know a rich guy, and he said he made it for me. In the short term, Hideyoshi's overnight castle guideline said it was the result of plenty of personnel and money spent.

Everyone reacted differently.

Some affirmed that they had a rich companion, a comforting ally, while others suspected that they could be trusted or that they were Elizabeth's spies. Even the angry ones who make this stuff even more on their own. Why did you put a candlestick in the middle of the aisle? Some people caused business trouble, didn't they? I apologized instead.

I didn't mean him any harm. But for my sake, he said he just left no thought behind to counter the threat of Baccio.

Everyone was convinced at the end. How dare you fight the Batcho Squad? The presence or absence of Yagura is very important.

By the way, I asked about the cost that hung on Ol.

They spent hundreds of millions of gold on ingredients.

... I didn't ask, I didn't hear.

It's just that Ol took it upon himself - and you can't just stick with it. It is a mystery to let the Orr family out. This is a matter of security on West Street. Later, we'll decide to charge the municipality.

■ ◇ ■ ◇

"Bernandez, are you capturing?

Evil Army Staff Druas Bo Mulfeland asks Bernandez Bo Macdo, Fourth Division of Evil Army.

"It's my pleasure. Seven spies from the residence of Elizabeth, two hundred and thirty-four townspeople who were put up with them, have fled outside the capital of the king. Fifty-three of them are on their way to the Elizabeth faction to sell information about Lord Tyrea."

"Right."

Drewas' eyes stare cold at the prey.

"Dear Drewas, how are you doing? In a matter of minutes, the first row will pass through the West Street section."

"Kill them all, no matter what. They are pests who have betrayed Lord Tyrea. We can't keep Tyrean pests alive in this world."

"Ha. Then I'll lead you to West Side Square behind you and kill you, as you should."

Bernandez and several other crew members fly in all directions.

Ambush me too?

It precedes West Side Square.

And......

"Hehe, there's a good one. You're gonna die on your own!

"Oh, I laugh at all the idiots. Let's give it to the nobles."

"Right. He said he found other disturbing molecules against the nobles."

The pests arrived in the square, crawling with unpleasant bullshit.

I move into the middle of the aisle blocking the paths of both pests.

"Hmm!? Who are you, get out of there!

He did not return words to the word of the pest, instead releasing demon bullets. Large holes appeared at the feet of both pests, along with intense explosion sounds.

Pests blown away by the impact of the blast, I wonder how shocked the sight was, even if it didn't blow up. The pests became as quiet as they hit the water.

Both pests who don't know what happened. No one opens their mouth.

Did the murmur go away......

But it was also once upon a time. Later, the pests arrive, and they see the sight and make a noise.

You noisy pests.

Explaining it to pests over and over can't be annoying. Wait till all the vermin Bernandez-induced are gathered in the square?

And......

Two hundred and forty-one pests arrived.

Finally.

"Pests, listen carefully. I'm going to execute you!

Highly proclaimed, he was divided into two parts: a guttering, trembling and frightening pest, a furious and turning pest. The former were both pests who had just been surprised to see my demon bullets.

"Oh, hey, are you boiling your head? You're an elf, aren't you? I don't know why you're here, but if you want to get in our way..."

Spank the pest's neck before you run out. Pottori and his head fell to the ground and blood erupted like a fountain from his neck.

"" Uh-oh!!

Pests in a state of panic escape to scatter spider children.

Of course I won't let any of them get away with it.

Together with Bernandez, drag it back to the center. The rebellious pest snapped his hands and legs. The tearful, runny pests are shivering at each other.

"Well, pests, you were in the middle of a conversation. You have committed a terrible crime. [M] I'm going to cut my neck off in turn..."

"Oh, why are we..."

"No. I don't want to die."

One sobbing pest after another. It's like I'm unaware of my sins. This is a problem.

"Apparently, you don't understand the crimes you've committed. Looks like this has to be followed a little before the execution."

If you release the intent to kill a little,

"Ma, wait. Oh, I see you're awesome. I apologize for being so busy. So help me."

A man in the center has complained in desperate shape. You have sweat on your forehead because your right hand is broken.

According to Bernandez's report, this guy was Elizabeth's spy. Dear Camilla, and a great sinner who tried to unjustly plunge Master Tyrea.

"... wrong person begging for forgiveness. I'm gonna have to reward you for your sins."

"Yes, no, wait. You're an elf, aren't you? Why do you say such a loose-headed little girl to a proud breed of you? - Oh!

I tore that mouth in two into words that were so lame.

"Ha, ha, ha, this ooh, the garbage. Aah! At the minute of the little bug crawling through the ground, take Lord Tyrea! What do you want from a man equal to God in heaven? Oh!

More flashes and tears from arms, feet and chest. The dwarf, which had split his body into eight pieces, developed pimples and cramps and stopped moving as it was.

I let go of my serious intent to kill around without adding or subtracting. Most of the worms are incontinent and faint while drooling of covetousness.

Then…… analyze with a calm head.

Failure.

What I did gave such a big sin worm a cheap death. I had to do it more carefully and reward you for that sin.

I forgot me because of my anger. You're still immature.

Next, it failed.

Force the stunned bugs to beat each other up with magic.

"Then we shall resume the small insect co-execution."

"Ma, wait! I am Elizabeth. Recommend you as an executive. Because I give you what you deserve - haha!

Activate spiritual magic and deprive the little bugs of their physical freedom.

"It's a hassle. Remember, those who make extra remarks will be forcibly deprived of their physical freedom"

"Hi, hi, no."

Did the threat work, no one to talk to after that?

"First, judge the first-degree sinful worm"

That said, make six spies stand unleashed by Elizabeth.

"Dirt is less poisonous."

Inject neurotoxicity. Six spies, deprived of their physical freedom, drool and suffer.

This neurotoxicity takes time for the poison to turn all over the body due to the low amount of poison. Die in pain for a long time at best.

"The next thing I know, I'm going to try a second-degree sinful little bug."

That said, let Elizabeth stand fifty and two men who tried to fall asleep.

"Hey, what are you doing?

"No, don't. Hey, if that's all you got, you can be king."

"That's right. If you like that blonde girl, even to the concubine - fugguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

I almost killed him with so much anger.

I manage to hold my anger in.

"The filth is bitter."

Knock in the flame demon bullet. This flame won't go away, no matter how much I appreciate it. Until you scorch yourself. Keep tormenting yourself.

"Finally, we will judge the third degree sinful dwarf"

With that said, he is frightened by threats like Elizabeth's, and sets up cowards who betrayed Lord Tyrea and tried to escape.

"Ma, wait! And I had no choice. I have a wife and kids."

"Oh, I wouldn't have run if you guys were that strong."

"Please. Only my daughter. Only my daughter. Help me."

Little bugs crying thoughtfully.

"I see. He said it wasn't the real thing that got away. You say it was for my wife and my kids."

"Yes, sir"

"... right"

"Yes, please. I will not abandon Master Tyrea any longer. We fight, too. I'll do anything. Please help me."

"Huh. You're gonna do anything, right?

"Yes, sir"

"Then kill the wife and son you care about."

"What!?"

"What's up? You're gonna do anything, aren't you?

"Yes, no, I can't"

"Right. Then it's execution. Dear Tyrea, it is a matter of the highest priority. More than my own life, that's more than my wife or my children. Those who cannot do so do not deserve to live in this world"

"Oh, that's so lame! Please. Wives and children are my treasure more important than anyone else. I'll do anything else you order. Please help me."

"Come on...... give me a worldly quote. Prioritize children and wives over Tyrea, huh? I'm kidding. Oh! I don't need such a disloyal little bug. I'm gonna kill you from that kid or his wife first!

"Please wait."

"Hino, I don't like it. Mother."

They release demon bullets with sobbing bugs.

Kakin!

The demon bullet was played by the wand held by the girl who suddenly appeared.

"Oh, you guys, what are you doing"

"Mires."

The girl who showed up was Lady Camilla's favorite doll, Mires.

Mires wiggles the dark wand and treats both the injured little bugs.

I should have been resting on too much dark magic......

Now Mirez has plenty of strength. The movement and magic are streamlined and brilliant. Physical abilities have also improved considerably. It's the impetus of the Peace Corps members. Above all, I use the dark wand.

I can't do it in a normal person.

Become a man beyond man, a high human being.

Right. Lady Camilla said Mires would be demonized. It would be the result. That's Camilla. The boundaries of a race called man, they are raising their potential to the limit.

And Miles, who makes full use of that ability. I heard you survived the death crisis, but it seems true. That mental level up is quite something.

"Miles, that fast-growing gesture is brilliant. Praiseworthy."

"Hi."

"That power, I use it for Master Tyrea. It's natural, but let me ask you something. No doubt about it, huh?

"I don't even have to ask. As my God (Tyrefer) guides. Let's pledge to help, to give ourselves, to give everything."

"Um, let's believe it. There is nothing you can do if you help Lord Tyrea with his hegemony. But then there's one thing that bothers me."

"What is it?

"If you're going to be the faithful servant of Lord Tyrea, why did you get in the way? These are the great sinners who betrayed Lord Tyrea."

I stare at Mirez with a murderous eye.

Mires takes a sigh of relief after a moment of kyotong.

"Oh, you know what? You don't understand Master Tyrea. Surely these guys who abandoned Master Tyrea and betrayed him will be upset. These guys, after all, only think about their own family. I believe it is inevitable that Master Tyrea will be murdered and raped by Elizabeth. For the sake of my family, I need a pardon."

"Then you know. These guys are traitors. It is the duty of the minister to give you the right sin, along with the little bugs who betrayed Lord Tyrea."

"No, you don't. You are wrong. You mustn't kill these people. Especially when it comes to killing kids."

"Mires, you have sympathy for your child, don't you?

"Yeah, shouldn't I?

"... Are you sure you give Lord Tyrea the highest priority?

"Absolutely."

"So, for Lord Tyrea, can you kill that child?

"... I can't kill you. But it's Lord Tyrea's job not to kill him."

"Enough. Unfortunately, Master Camilla's modification seems to have failed. Your loyalty is seriously flawed. We can't let the defects serve Lord Tyrea."

"Chi, wait a minute. So for Lord Tyrea..."

"I am sorry to Lady Camilla, but defects shall be disposed of"

Unleash a demon bullet at the bewildered Mires.

The demon bullet was bounced on the dark wand on the verge of hitting Mires.

Play my demon bullet, even though you don't mean it.

That's a little nasty for Mires to have a dark wand. That is a rare and contemporary delicacy made by Master Camilla. To the extent of Ortizio, there will be enough fear of being eaten.

But no problem. I am Lord Tyrea's warrior, the perfect warrior praised to be "my son". The road to disposing of this defective doll is already flashing.