"Ha."
Yut tried to bring wind discipline committee chairman Verga back to the Brewers.
Acorn, who accidentally grabbed Yut's chest by so much shock, returned to me and let go of his hand...
"What do you mean, brave man!?"
Eventually, I grabbed it again. Stronger.
"Even when you calm down, you still grab your chest..."
Yut also gives me the edge of the adventurer. It's not as painful or anything as this, and it's easy to shake it off apart from not doing it.
But there seemed to be something about Acorn's sword curtain.
I wonder if I should have talked to you beforehand, just a little distracted.
"I'm telling you, it's not like cheating or anything, is it?
"Oh, my God. So you're serious?
"I didn't want Verga to give me that kind of low-level return..."
Completely, nothing but the negative effects of Larsia.
"I don't doubt that."
"Oh, thank you"
The hand of the acorn I was grasping looses.
But that was a moment.
"I'm talking about a brave man, so, like, you know, maybe you're desperate to flip the plate, but you haven't noticed."
With Yut's clothes grabbed, Akane puts her face close to the distance she can kiss.
"Even though it was an alley to just one. When the Empress is two, it's the ruin of the world.
"Oh? Are concubines being sold fights?
Verga makes tea look interesting, but Acorn completely ignores it. Clearly, it's not the other way around.
"Be calm, brave man. Even if you're alone, if you cooperate, you'll be out of control."
"Is the concubine a monster or something?
"But that's what we'll talk about when we get home."
Of course, Yut was calm.
Calmly ignore Verga's statement and poke the truth.
"... ugh"
"First of all, unless we step through the undermaids, we won't be able to talk"
With Verga, chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission, opposed, the reach to the lowest level would also be unrestrained.
Even without Verga, you'll get to Obelisk, but at worst, you're likely to be interrupted as a matter of course.
At a time when Verga realizes on his own, he can't even fix the other routes.
Overshadow a packed situation in a way. As Akane said, the way to turn the board upside down was to return with Verga.
"Uh, there you go. Work with everyone..."
"Larsia, which way do you think we're going?
"Right...... That's what happens..."
In the end, that was the decisive hit.
Releasing his hand from Yut, Acorn impetuously fell into bed.
Body in recoil. In particular, the chest bounced, not in a spiritual sense, and the eyes of Valtrude and Seneca II narrowed.
"This is something I have to tell Verga, though..."
The acorn thing stops to fit at the edge of his sight, and Yut stares at Verga as he sits in bed.
"I really don't know if I can make it to the world we were in."
"That's for sure."
Words that suddenly rebuffed promises were also only within the bounds of assumption for Verga.
"The concubines are like bubble dreams, and if the dreaming son-in-law wakes up, that's what disappears like bubble. If you do, you won't live with it. Is that what you're trying to say?
"Verga. I can assure you, Yut hasn't said that much."
Valtrude, who was listening beside him, pointed out her beautiful eyes even narrower.
"Where the hell did you come from?"
"Whatever, from between lines."
"... I see"
"No, Val. I hope you're not convinced there."
The line is too wide. Enough to write anything you want.
"Well, if Verga's transferring, I'll just have to say I never mind."
"Seneca agrees"
The Virgin and the King of God all nodded.
Yut became impressed with the perceived transfer to the original world. It also seems that there are secrets around here that Yut and Akane have admitted so lightly that they will return to their original world.
Of course, the likeness of the two hearts is close to the saints, and it is great that they cannot be given to the everlasting.
"Whatever you say is good. Let's forgive the concubine."
The redhead empress, arrogantly. And I said it out loud.
"The concubine goes to the world of her son-in-law. There's never going to be another chance like this."
"Do you believe that? You don't know how true my story is?
"Indeed. The point is, they're trying to get you on an empty bill with no warranty."
Words of suspicion.
But I don't think that lewd, happy look is very much at the victimization of fraud.
If you're going to be fooled, don't be fooled, it's also cheerful. Rather, it's also Yut's love.
Give me this situation. No, I seriously enjoyed my honeymoon with Yut from the bottom of my heart.
"This has happened before..."
Akane finally gets out of bed, sighs as she tones her hair.
After meeting Dimensional Dragon (Chronosdragon) Dal-Lukash, only Yut and Valtrude were forced to return to Earth.
Sometimes, the red-haired empress stepped through Folio-Farina's 100-layer labyrinth and followed Yut with Acorns and Arsians to Earth.
Verga's reproduction is too high. For nothing.
"I mean, that, right? Brave man, you're thinking about hitting Verga over here and over there, aren't you?
"... of course there is."
"Mm-hmm. It's a reasonable place."
To Yut's honest discharge, or Verga nods as well.
Points an indiscreet gaze at not only the originally incompatible Valtrude, but also the incomprehensibility to Seneca II.
But it's not Verga who cares about it.
"For so long as I was with my son-in-law, another woman would hurt me. If I actually met her, I'd have to scold her."
"What's that scary. It's definitely going to be a Super Verga War..."
Is it the most disgusting thing of all?
Verga, who said he didn't pull Valtrude against him, hits one with Verga.
"You'll never get a ride..."
"I make my men because they are good..."
"The King of Death (No Life King) was also a subordinate in an instant..."
Not only acorns, but also Valtrude and Seneca II end up stuck in dark blue photographs.
"Well, if there's going to be any nuisance or influence there -"
"I'm leaving, for sure."
"- Anyway, I'm sure the Hellenonian gods will do something about Verga."
In the first place, Verga in the original world is missing. Yeah, well, it's not going to be a critical situation...... should be.
"Besides, if you go back over there, it's not just me and Zhuyin."
Seems to have reopened that I can't help hiding it anymore.
Yut speaks of the biggest reason he came to that conclusion.
"Val, Arcia, Jonah, Exile's old man. Besides, Larsia. I'll do something with everyone's help. It's not fair that we're the only ones struggling."
Yut said that and laughed nostalgically.
At that time, I hear a modest voice coming from outside the room.
"Master Yut, may I?
At the same time, there was a sound of the colo knocking on the door with his forelimbs.
"Um... I joined the meadow race (Magner) who said he was Lord Yut's best friend..."
Kagra, who came back from a walk, said modestly from outside the door.
"The Brave's Best Friend's Meadow Race (Magner)... There's only one of us."
"... Larsia should have been excluded in the story of using the help of her peers"
Now, you can't even deny it.
Sighing that he would not stand in regret, Yut rose out of bed.
"Hey, I'm gonna chase you back"
"Yes, sir. Take your time, please."
Dropped off by warm words and gaze, Yut thanked Kagra before holding up the colo.
Vitalized by Colo's soft and warm feel, Yuut headed to the front door, where he met Larsia, who waited face to face.
For some reason, Larsia is armed with leather armor (soft leather) and a short bow (short bow).
"Hey, Yut."
If I didn't know about Larsia, I would describe her as like a naive child, smiling and waving heavily.
As if to celebrate a reunion.
"Long time no see! How have you been harlemming? School heaven?"
"What? At school, face to face every day...... no way"
Yut noticed.
I noticed.
Too good an idea, but I can't overshadow the fact now.
It's Larsia. In front of you, it's definitely Larsia.
"Could it... could it be... real... or...?
"Of course."
Speak up without misunderstanding, thumbs up.
"It sounds like a big thing, but when it comes to Yut's best friend, the Grassland Race (Magner), now in this world... I'm alone!
"Seriously......"
Yut collapsed on the spot.
I can't even stop the corn from licking its cheeks with worry.
Just drooling on the spot...... Larsia was happy like a kid with a successful mischief.