The next morning Ain was taking a trip to a nearby lake.

Speaking of Cain, who came with me, he had already left his side and pulled out his sword toward the living room armor.

The battle in no time gives Ain some surprises.

(… it’s okay, Mr. Cain’s move looks solid on me now)

I was lucky to be able to confirm it.

Plus, the other thing is, “It’s definitely Marco, isn’t it?”

However, Marco in this era seems to have a greater difference between cain and power than in modern times, lightly, soon to be subdued by total resistance.

If I add, there was no gap for Marco to open his mouth.

Because Cain found himself, and then he pulled out his sword and attacked him without asking anything.

“Ha… ha… kaha…”

“Answer me. Why are you rambling here… Damn, you’re losing your mind”

Marco’s armor, grabbed by Cain, had weak muscles flashing.

Obviously, it’s too much.

“Father… because I won’t add or subtract. Well, I was wondering if it was a sudden attack.”

“Don’t be stupid, Marl. It’s with you throwing a sword in front of an angry Sylvia to add or subtract to a rough guy.”

“Can I tell you that, Mother?

“… In the meantime, he’s going to break into the house.”

I guess I’ll be in trouble if they tell me.

They turn on my face in no time.

“Are you going to let me in?

“Oh. You should just listen to me when you wake up. I don’t know about the rest, but I’ll leave it to Sylvia and the others.”

I’m sure Marco will be fine.

History proves that he lives faithfully.

Ain’t got his mouth shut, he decides to watch.

“Looks like it’s going to be hard to carry. Better call the soldiers.”

“No, no problem if you drag it”

From the side you’re looking at, there’s only a problem.

“… I’ll help you, too, so let’s go home.”

“Ha… I can’t help it if Marl says so. Should there be as much mercy as this?”

But I thought it was an opportunity to learn about Marco’s relationship with the old king’s capital in this era, but it’s clapping.

I want to hear what happened when I woke up and what I was doing.

In the end, Cain lifts lightly about Marco and walks out on his shoulder. I never woke up on the way to the Imperial Castle and couldn’t hear anything.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

After sundown, Ain stands with his back in the window frame in Marc’s own room – that’s it.

“Can you root it out?

Speaking of which.

I’ve heard from Sylvia before that Marc, the first king, was a dry ad. I think Ain’t Sylvia in this world, but let’s shelve the details.

Looking at the roots coming out of his feet, Ein relieved himself a little.

And then I’m done talking about Marco, this story.

I wonder what the hell he was trying to do by living near the lake.

The doubts were endless.

– Tons, tons.

“Yes?

I wonder who, hearing Ain’s voice, the door opens.

Silver hair stretched from the gap in the door down below the waist peeking and the appearance of a girl who seems to be light-hearted.

“I”

“Uh… Mr. Archet?

“? Mmm… suddenly someone else behaves like your sister said”

There couldn’t have been a record of what he usually called it.

The grinning Ain scratched his cheek and clouded his tea.

“I’ll call it right up, sister. Yes, one more time”

“Okay. Sister.”

“Mm-hmm. Forgive me.”

“Uh, thanks?

And then I decided not to use the salutation either.

“What was Marl doing?”

(That’s what I called it)

“Hey, how can you ignore…”

“Sorry, I was a little confused. I was just looking outside. What about my sister?

“I…”

Archet gave me the look the monologue was going to give me, which was the one who was confused.

For a moment, we lose light from our eyes and look at the void.

It went back to normal at a normal moment, but somewhere, I felt uncomfortable like I was someone else.

“I think he was probably with that red-haired guy”

“Huh – how is that possible?

“I don’t remember. But I’m sure he’s sleepy. I’ve had more residents lately and I’m tired too.”

Ain broke his heart strongly and laid his eyes down.

Soon I will perceive the contents of the battle with Lyle and I will snap my teeth.

Maybe this is a trial.

In front of him, he kept watching the deeper acquaintance hurt, and at the end of the day, he cut the acquaintance with Ain’s own hand.

What an ill-personalized battle it is, it made me exasperate and hated Lyle, who is not here.

Doing so, Archet approached under Ain.

Tottotto…… the footsteps are light but the stride is narrow and I smile watching.

She looks up at his face and narrows her eyes as she comes near Ain.

“… sleepy”

I pressed my head against Ain’s chest at the same time as my voice.

When Ain notices, he’s resting. Surprised by how well he slept, his dark emotions lurked the chirp earlier.

– What can I do?

It’s not about the future, it’s about the current situation.

Archet, who comes to the room or leaves his body to sleep, still keeps a clever balance and rests.

It was very natural for Ein, with his mouth open, to be confused.

“Sister? Wouldn’t it be better on the bed to sleep?

“……………… sooo”

“Wow, I’m totally asleep”

I wonder where Archet’s room is. Should I go outside and ask the servant as well?

I thought so. Ain’t trying to get her hands around her back, once. It’s about the moment I touched her shoulder.

“Huh!?

The familiar birth skills were activated on their own.

The sound of the glass breaking rings all over the room, shaking Archet’s body once, loudly and loudly.

Fluffy, silver hair spread like big wings. Shortly thereafter, Archet opens his eyes wide at the same time that his hair fits.

“… Marr, did you bring him in about me?

“Ha, yes!?

“I don’t remember since dinner. Why am I in Marl’s room? I mean, Marl gave me a pill…”

“I think there’s a lot to be mistaken about. How about that?

“… because Marl likes raviola. She wants to flatten out just like me, doesn’t she?

“Later in the day, but you should never tell him or her.”

I am unconscious that they thought I had brought him in in in connection with my physique.

No, more than that. You say you don’t remember after dinner? I can’t help but worry about this.

But Ain knew.

Tell me what happened and how things changed with Archet.

(Toxin degradation activated……?

It’s also surprising that we can use that power here, but more than that, it’s more surprising that Archet, who had already been affected, is back on track.

Speaking of which,

“Yeah?”

“My sister told me earlier that she was with someone with red hair.”

“… ugh”

Archet looked sinister.

“I don’t know what that means. I don’t like him because I don’t know what he’s thinking.”

“Even so, he said.”

“I don’t. I didn’t say. By Marl, I hate it!

Last but not least! and tongue out and she walks away.

No, it’s too steep. The story was too steep to follow a little, but I only got one thing.

(History changes – change?

Definitely, because the effect of the charm hanging on the archet has expired.

Then I don’t know what’s going to happen. In the first place, I didn’t know I could use toxin breakdown, and I never thought about what to do with it.

But Ain was hacked by the mundane notices.

Try mostly to use the power of the bulimic world tree and be sure of your failure.

All that was allowed was toxin decomposition and power as dry adds.

In addition to this, maybe we can use the power of the brave – but I came up with one thing: what do you want me to do on the stage prepared?

Ain opened the window and looked down at the castle town.

The bustle gives a glimpse of its birth, with a sight far removed from modern Ishtarika.

(Tell me to lead this Ishtarika to another end. Is that what this is about?

I reached for the dagger I was carrying on my hips, pulled it out a little and saw the glow.

Now the head of the red fox…… you just have to cut the shannon of this era, this just seems like a story to do.

But I didn’t know if this was the right thing to do.

(This is too easy a battle. I’m overwhelmingly in your favor)

I can predict that I haven’t lost my moves.

Physical weakness, but Shannon’s own combat skills are never high. So you can take them down at any time.

But I just want to see how things go.

I wanted to figure out what I was being asked to do and what I should be doing.

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