Unmotivated Hero's Tale

Anquat, the capital of Turkmenistan, has clearly become less popular than before.

In one room of the diocese present in its centre existed the figure of one boy and one young man.

"The man is accompanying this consultation, Master Zeth."

Emiol Nitromab, with pale hair, reports so toward the silver-haired boy in front of him.

Then Zeth Christopher, who hits his superior, let that mouth be slightly distorted.

"Huh, yeah. I guess that means I was willing to do a little bit. Well, that's pretty good."

"And what will you do?

"It doesn't matter if we get our hands on it directly, but it's risky. Anyway, they have Zhu too."

Zhu demon.

It was already one of the most powerful men in the West, and their best friend to the enemy.

The moment Zeth suggests such a presence, Emiol gently bites her own lower lip.

"The biggest bug in the world...... you're in no trouble"

"Oh. That's why I believe that bugs should be countered with bugs. This one is a bug approved by the Creator."

I just spoke that far, and Zeth laughed lightly.

As soon as possible, Emiol gives a slightly surprising look.

"So you think that guy really ate the bait?

"Oh. He should be on his way here right now. Even so, we'll need about thirty more days to get there."

"Thirty days..."

"I know what you're trying to say. That's why I'll pick you up."

With Emiol's bitter expression in his eyes, Zeth suddenly runs like that.

Then Emiol uttered a bewildering, hidden voice.

"Is Master Zeth yourself?

"Yes."

In response to Emiol's inquiry, Zeth shakes her neck vertically as a matter of course.

But Emiol turned to him like that and put his concerns, that is to say, the situation in this neighbouring country of Turkmenistan.

"So, but what are you going to do with the kingdom of Zeus, which has once again become unstable, if you don't have him?

"I'll put up a substitute."

"An alternative...... no way!?"

From the color of Zeth's eyes, Emiol notices the back of the word, pulling her cheeks.

And shortly afterwards, he understood that the realization was right.

"Yes, it's you. Emiol."

"But whatever the time of year, under the present circumstances, the same thing as Zeth is very..."

Temporarily, but rewritten everywhere there are laws of this world, phenomena created by their influence and distortion.

It was his true intention to fix it directly from the front, to be honest, that it was in Emiol's hands.

"I'm fine. You don't have to think about setting the code up perfectly."

"But then that country will not be far away and all of its territory will be eroded by the desert. Are you going to be abandoned this time on the assumption that it will be recovered?

It was possible.

At least, as far as the status quo goes, I could say it's a reasonable option.

Emiol believes, however, that such an option is not a very good choice.

And luckily, it was the same on him.

"I don't mean to. They are righteous people who do not disobey the teachings of the Lord. So I'm going to give them a straw to grab. That's enough straw to float your own body."

"Enough straw? Where is that thing...... no way!

"Oh, no way"

Determining that Emiol understood his aim, Zeth smiles with Nicole.

"I see. Are you going to give your drowning country as straw"

"Yes. It's only a temporary substitute."

"... Roger that. But I may still not be able to earn enough time with my powers. I hope you have spoken to the Archbishop and to the King of his kingdom."

Understanding what he needs to do, Emiol asks Zeth to go.

But it was the voice of a completely different person who answered him like that.

"I've already put that through. This is me."

"You! Why are you here!

With that eye on the person who stood behind him at some point, Emiol pulls his cheek.

Then I saw his reaction and the person made him laugh lightly with his nose.

"Hmm, I just came because they called me. If I were to tell you, would you be unhappy to say that I left your butt wipes first?

"It would not have been such a hassle if you hadn't gotten behind that man."

A cause of the current deterioration of the situation.

It was undoubtedly in the demise of the person in front of it.

That's why Emiol resists without getting lost.

But the person in front of him shrugged his shoulders and gently embellished his words.

"I'm not going to make excuses about that. But I wasn't supposed to go out there."

"But I'm here now. Does that mean you're hungry?

"You assured me, didn't you? For a short period of time, there's no impact."

That's how the person listens back to Zeth's words, which he has pinched.

Then Zeth shook her head vertically without getting lost.

"Your land hasn't created more bugs than enough. But..."

"You think the kingdom of Zerbains, already eroded by bugs, can no longer be?

The inquiry is made sooner than Zeth answers in vain.

In contrast, Zeth let the question be affirmed with a slight bitter smile.

"I don't deny it. That's why I haven't been on the table for years, and I've done a great deal to get to you."

"For that matter, it still looks like he's been following the modifier as he pleases."

"It was a good time."

In that Zeth's answer, the person in front of them gives a convincing look.

"Well... I see we've got a story. So the only time you can move is during that period when the world has eroded."

"Well, I don't know."

"Well, if you're going to take me back from them, we're not going to be too cooperative."

Towards Zeth, who gives us no answer to the end, a figure with an icy appearance accepts with a cold smile that this area is a compromise.

On the other hand, Zeth gave a satisfied look to the reaction of such a person in front of her.

Then we have a deal.

"Are you sure, Master Zeth? Even if you're the same detached mediator, you're not like that Kettis."

"Of course, don't put me in line with Sanoshita like that."

Immediately protest against Emiol's words.

As soon as he did, Emiol shook his head left and right.

"That's not what I meant. You're more or less..."

"That's it, Emiol. We're the ones in a position to help."

Heading to Emiol, which was getting somewhat emotional, Zeth only calmly embarrasses herself that way.

Then Emiol silenced in an instant, and bowed his head small.

"... excuse me"

"Fine. Then the story is settled. I hope we get the best results for each other. Zeth Christopher."

To say so, a woman with the beauty of ice slightly distorts her mouth.

Turning to her like that, Zeth shrugged her shoulders gently, without daring to spin out any more words.