560 200, a regiment at the Zematis family

This day after lunch in the King's Capital, I had a date with Blah Blah before returning. Steed, I hear you and Sandra were on a date, too.

And dinner time, of course, the Zematis are all gathering.

Around the time I try to finish my dinner soothingly.

"Grandpa, I have something to offer His Majesty, can you deliver it to me?

"Oh, Curse is nasty. What are you offering?

"It's Nue. Probably a normal size.

The total length of five mails is probably a normal size.

"Oh my God, where did you get that?!

"It's the Muriema Mountains. It was pretty fast and tough. I targeted Wyburn, but it was a huge group, so I stopped.

Charlotte, you're the one who comes first at a time like this, aren't you?

"So you've come back and forth just today to the Muriema Mountains..."

"That's Curse. So, can you show me? I have to check everything to give it to His Majesty from the eagle.

Then we went out to the garden and got a look at Nue.

"Oh, it's the inside size. Besides, when this freshness is good, Curse's magic library will perform well.

Grandpa seems to be checking something out with this magic, even though he says so.

By the way, is it about five meils long?

"Let's not have a problem. We can dedicate it to Your Majesty next week after the inspection. Curse, well done. I'm glad you're so loyal.

"Thank you! I am grateful to His Majesty for everything he has done for me this time.

My grandparents make me great! I see it with my eyes, like, but your sister, this guy's doing another bruised imitation! I look at it with the same face I said.

"I knew you were amazing, Curse! Could it be a blow?"

Steed gives me honest praise. Glad.

"Todome is a blow, but it's been tough until then.

So I go back to the mansion, and the tea time explains the situation. Then he shows his fangs while talking about dragons. They all seemed surprised. Wyburn is a kitten compared to a dragon. So is Nue like a parent cat?

"I can't believe you're going down in front of a sleeping dragon... you're impotent. I'm glad you're okay.

I knew Grandma was sweet.

"I would have crusaded the dragon anyway. That doesn't sound like you.

Don't tell me your sister is impotent. What do you mean, like me? Is that a Berserker?

"My father and I spent the summer in the Muriema Mountains, but we never met the dragon. Nice."

"I found some Wyburn, but it wasn't the kind of defeat where the material stayed. Now that I think about it, I've done a waste of time.

Brother Gaspar and Uncle Gregorius were training during the summer vacation, right? Does that mean you ignored the material and knocked it down?

More than that, tomorrow is finally the Kingdom One Martial Society, the general department. No magic department on the first day? I look forward to seeing what kind of game it will be. We're supposed to have a good seat at Grandpa Conne's. It's going to be a fun day.

A day to remember when I was able to meet with the dragon. And that night. Me and Alec killed our voices and repeated sloppy love over and over. That extended until after midnight.

I usually do the magic of silencing, but no silencing tonight for some reason. Sometimes it's good to be patient.