691 45, legal clothing aristocratic pascals

It was you, Pascal, a classmate from Kutanut School who showed up. He is also Mr. Berengaria's brother.

"Hi, Mr. Pascal. Long time no see. You know perfectly well that I'm here.

"Long time no see. I called you out so loud, I'm determined to know. I came here because I need your help.

That's right. You screamed Soldane with the magic of loudness.

"Help? Pascal, what are you doing helping me? Well, you should tell Sordane those stories. Hey, Soldane. Will you come?

Soldane with a tired face and Amy with a rugged face came to me.

"Pascal wants your help. Listen to him in detail.

Secret round throw. Pascal, it's easy to help one person, and you can do it. Because he is also one of the few friends. I don't know what happens.

"I'm suddenly afraid, Master Soldane. I came looking for help. To be precise, Curse, I wanted to get over my friendship with you.

"What exactly do you want me to do? How much, Curse, can't you do something you can't?

"Let me evacuate here. Until further evacuation, I'd like to ask for your protection, Mr. Curse. The number of people is about ten.

"That's what your opportunistic legal aristocrats say is very convenient. Are you going to change your saddle to Borderline?

Amy is tight. I guess you're trying to protect Sordane. I don't mind.

"Neither you, Curse, nor Master Soldane move with money or anything. So if there's a condition, I swallow the whole thing, and I asked for help without lying or falsely. That's all I can do.

"Fine. But the only thing I can give permission for is to evacuate here, one thing. I can't give you blankets, food, etc., and restrict access areas. All right?

"Thank you. So, Mr. Curse, what about the security thing?

Well, can ten of us handle it?

"Fine. Shall we?

"Thank you. I have nothing to give back, keeping it a convenient favor. I'll never forget this.

"That's okay. That's okay. This is the time, so we have to help each other. Well, then, Soldane, you can go, right?

"Yeah, come back soon.

This is how me and Pascal move out of the roof to where they hide themselves.

"What's going on with Master Soldane? Is Alexandrine okay?

"Actually, it's Alec's favor. I'm here before evening because I'm asking you to help Soldane.

"Right. What about Master Alexandrine, then?

"I'm at the Zematis'. I didn't really want to come because it's tough over there, either.

"Right. I'm sorry that's the time. Thank you so much."

"That's okay. We grew up in the same tanut. Speaking of which, are the other factions evacuating here?

"Probably. I think more than half of them went home to the territory and their parents because it's summer vacation, but they're not twisted, are they?

Absolutely. You crazy fanatics... go wild without thinking about it later... if you're going to coup, do it more systematically.

"We're here. I was standing and caged in this classroom. We're all in a state where we can't even be vigilant at night at our limits anymore. That's why I bet against you, Curse.

"Well, you'll be relieved to rendezvous with the Soldanes, won't you? That faction is well put together, isn't it?

"Sounds like it. I envy you...... will you wait a minute then? Guys! We're home! Um, Demon King Curse is here to help!

That's what you said, Pascal. You went inside through the gap above the barricade. Pascal, I think I'll send you guys back to the Zematis. We'll check on Alec and then we'll come back.

You're late? The talk doesn't come out at all even though you can hear it bossy. There won't be enough baggage to need a degree. It's a little far away, but why don't you use the magic of the message?

"Mr. Pascal, are you okay? If you need help, just throw something in there. '

Oh, the plate cut flew fast. I think I'll come in. That's narrow...

There's more than 20 of us, right?

"Are you Curse? The wasp is Megizande de Aliyomarie. I'm done here. You can come home.

"Hi. I'm Curse de Martin.

"Whoa! How dare you speak to Master Megizande!

"Are you a savage countryman!

"Just go home!

What are these guys?

"What do you say, Mr. Pascal?

"Ka, Kars, I need your help!

"Mr. Pascal? Aren't you proud to be a kingdom nobleman? I'm ashamed to ask for help from the Borders!

"You, Pascal! Master Megizande's sister, you are both in the hands of the slaughter Elizabeth!

"You still say you shake your tail to the borderline!

"Think carefully and say things! Upper aristocracy is all about legal clothes, in the midst of aristocracy!

Oh, my sister is killing my sister. That's pathetic. But Pascal, you're the only one I want to help. What should I do?

"Then one suggestion. I'll turn to my sister and apologize. Then why not? Why don't you kneel in your sister's grave and pray for peace in your soul?

"You can't possibly forgive me!

"If you want forgiveness, bring your sister's neck!

"Or will you leave your neck!?

No. You lost a duel anyway, didn't you? And yet you're the ones who can't even put it on the noble wind to demand an apology. Pascal, you're a different faction in the first place, aren't you? Leave me alone.

"Then I won't. And final confirmation. Raise your hand if you want to go with me to Soldane. [M]

Pascal, you and the other two.

"Alas, you have apparently forsaken the pride of kingdom aristocracy. It's also hard to live as an opportunistic legal aristocrat anymore. You should take care of your life at best.

"Shame on you!

"Master Megizande's warmth is limitless!

"At best you can survive by waving your tail at the peripherals!

Factions are tough.