Chapter 633 Teachers and disciples

Two days later.

Reborn World Militia...

Over Midhaze, there was a giant ship floating like a halibut. It's a Birdie Louis workshop ship.

The ship slowly lowered altitude and lagged directly over the Delzo Gate. From the chimney, I wonder if five figures have popped up and descended into the back gate of Demon King's College.

Bellamy and the old blacksmiths.

They walk down the path with an intriguing view of a sloppy line of copper water wheels and windmills.

"Bubba..."

Tr a n sla te d by ｊpm t l .co m From the back, a pleasant voice sounded.

Zesia and Ennesone come running in momentum. The two had a full smile and jumped at Bellamy.

"Oh, all right, all right. You look good today."

Hold Ensuone with one hand, Bellamy strokes Zesia's head clinging under her feet.

"I'm fine... I'll take care of it...!

"Hey."

Tighten her chest so that Zesia turns her back and Ennesone moves her head wings flat.

Tr anslated by Ｊp ｍ tl.ｃoｍ Nature and Bellamy also smiled so that they could smile innocently.

"What happened to Eleonor?

"My mom... yummy, I'm making it...!

As Zesia gripped both fists, Ennesone raised his finger.

"It's apple pie."

"Bubba...... have them eat............!

"Ko La"

It sounds embarrassing.

Eleonor, who had metastasized, swelled his cheeks and was royal there.

"You can't lie to me and make me make apple pie."

Zesia and Eleonor looked at each other flat on the side.

"We found out..."

"I found out..."

I gave Bellamy my gaze after Eleonor gave me a look like he was a prank.

"Welcome to Militia. This is the Demon King College Delzogate. It's a college to raise the next demon emperor. Oh, even when I say demon emperor, the letters are different, I don't mean the Führer. Militia, because the inhabitants of the world haven't really penetrated the Führer yet."

"Often, well, so you're turning in peace." T ra ns l a te d b y Ｊpmt l .ｃoｍ

Bellamy says in half, half impressed.

"I'm not really surprised that our world is normal."

Eleonor receives the Ennesone that Bellamy is about to hold and returns her heel.

Next to her as she walked out, Bellamy lined up.

"Thank God you talked to Anos, my Führer."

"Huh?"

"Yesterday today. You didn't look good when you said you wanted to come to Militia, did you?

"Uh, not at all. Mr. Anos, I don't care about that."

Next to Eleonor, who laughs slightly, Zesia says, "It's the Demon King..." with a good look on her face.

"Is there ever a time when a hostile head of the world is coming and you don't care?

Eleonor laughs softly

"That's who I am, my demon king. I think I've spoken to someone from Hyphoria."

Bellamy looks back in surprise.

"... wasn't Oldov's reincarnation authorized by Hyphoria?

"Barzalondo, I hear you've been taken." Trans la te d b y jpmtl .ｃ oｍ

Hearing that, Bellamy sighs as she grows more and more frightened.

"Then wouldn't it be like purposefully building a spark? Hyphoria is skeptical about Militia's reincarnation. The act of taking fire dew. If you do that with the king, you won't be able to overlook what you can overlook."

"Sure, Barzalondo, you said that too."

"So what did you do that for? If you'd shut up, you'd still have found a drop. You've been officially notified, Lebrahardt, and you won't be able to contain it."

"Well, I don't know how hard it is, Anos, but you say that there's no culture of reincarnation in Hyphoria, so there are people who want to see you dead."

Bellamy rounds her eyes, as she devoured the surface.

"You and this Führer don't seem to like playing the Abacus you make."

"That's the good part."

Pippy Eleonor gets his index finger up.

Bellamy laughed, as if by accident.

"Well, maybe you are"

An aqueduct leading underground can be seen, and the eleonores float in. I flew straight over the waterway.

After a while, we arrived at the deepest part of the Delzo Gate.

I can see them in my naked eye.

"Führer Anos" Tr ansl ate d by ｊp ｍtl.ｃ o ｍ

When I landed, Bellamy came to me.

"Sorry for the sudden offer."

"What, this is the one who took Oldov away. would have been able to nurse it in hyperior"

That's what I say, I turn my heel back.

"In Militia's order, you're reincarnated with your personhood as it is, aren't you?

"In Oldov's condition, we don't even know when or where we'll be born or how far we'll take over our memories. In Birdie Louis' culture, it would be no different than just dying."

"Oh, my God."

Bellamy glanced slightly at the ceiling with her hands on the back of her head.

"Silver Sea, there are things I can't do. Sometimes I want to dream of convenience."

After she said so, she looked forward again and waved gently.

"Just talking to yourself. Forget it."

Unlike me, Bellamy is not a powerful exchanger. Nor would a statement against public opinion be able to do so.

I don't know who would shrug my legs if I had divulged the truth or something in the detour.

This solitaire would be a testament to my brother-in-law to Militia and to my trust.

The battle ahead is that Bellamy did far less damage to Birdilure than he expected.

Regardless, Eleonor's accomplishments are also significant.

"Looks like you're having a lot of trouble, Birdie Loua."

"It's not all bad. Whatever it is, it hurts my head and stomach, because you don't have to imitate the unscrupulous separation of parts of the disaster world."

Bellamy turns a nigga and a grin.

Goddamn it, I spilled a laugh.

"Must be."

"That's right, like you said, Bobonga and Coastalia left it with Pablo Hettara. Hand it over to Ottoloo. Well, sometime around Naga will come in contact, so we'll be negotiating formally there."

There were some hands to keep in the Militian world, but Pablohetara would be more of a threat.

If you hand yourself over to a strict ottleloo to the rules, Naga can't move in the detour either.

"Are you going to be able to put a drop on it?

"If Lebrahardt is coming today,"

Bellamy laughed bitterly and shrugged her shoulders.

There was a figure of Sin in the front.

There are no external enemies here, but they are paying attention to their surroundings with an unannounced gaze.

From his back, slightly, I could see a peek of steel hair and goggles.

When Bellamy turns her gaze to you for a moment, her hair and goggles hide behind Singh. Bellamy walks to where Ray and Barza Rondo are, looking unaware.

"Nice to meet you. Didn't you talk to the witch in the workshop?

That's what Singh said to Silk Mueller, who hid behind his back.

'... nothing... Atashi just came to see Oldov, the brave Hyphorian...'

Silk says in.

Iron Fireman has good ears.

I guess I avoided my voice being picked up by Bellamy.

"Did you have the facial knowledge?

Silk silenced with one evil looking face.

"..........................................................................."

Saying, she puts her face out of Singh's back.

At the end of his gaze were Bellamy and Ray, Barza Rondo.

"I'm glad you stopped Isaac. If you guys had failed, it wouldn't have been right."

"It was Ray who preached the way to the disaster. I didn't do anything."

When Barzalondo affirmed so, Bellamy looked at Ray.

He smiles bitterly like trouble.

"I have a problem with being lifted too much. It's just a month of respite."

"It's as big as I could bargain with that Isaac. It's not like I'm listening to you."

Smudge and Bellamy say.

"But it's called Eleonor, it's called you, and Demon King's College is full of belly-mongered people and I envy you. As much as I'd like my young man to apprentice me."

Silk ears react with Pickle.

Hiding on Singh's back, she kept her body smaller and smaller. With an irresistible look, Silk stares at the ground and bites his lips.

"The young blacksmith of Birdilure was extraordinary in his skill and in his sword-loving heart."

Bellamy slightly opens her eyes.

There was light gathering in Ray's hands.

It was the Spiritual Divine Sword Evansmana who was summoned.

"Without this sword she rebuilt, we wouldn't even have been able to talk to the disaster."

Ha, and Bellamy laughs.

"Not yet. But..."

with a proud look, she says.

"Well done this time. That's the point."

Bellamy somewhere delightfully narrows her eyes as she looks at that holy sword reformulated by silk.

I just said I was satisfied with my apprentice's work.

"I don't think it's a good job?

"It's natural to do that. To that idiot apprentice, I planted it from scratch. If it's just my arm, it's beyond me right now."

While hiding and listening, Silk gives an incredible look.

"Why don't you just say that directly to him?

"I'm not kidding, not at all. But even if you're a Tengu, what happens when you say that? An iron fireman's craftsman is the same as a sword. The hotter you beat it, the stronger you get. When I was young, my master never praised me."

Ray laughs bitterly when he sees Bellamy blurring out.

"I know there's a way of doing the Iron Fireman. If you're admitting she's in public, maybe we could talk a little bit about it with a crack in the belly?

To Ray, who said softly, Bellamy rounds her eyes.

"We both have a misunderstanding, so she was nice to leave the workshop, right?

Bellamy such as being poked where it hurts.

Barza Rondo nodded loudly next door.

As Bellamy glanced, he turned away.

Oh, and she sighs.

"... well, I'll tell you to come back... I don't think that bounce is gonna make me honest..."

Hearing the words, only slightly, the silk shoulders were trembling.

"... what... now..."

She shrugs softly.

Slightly, the corner of his mouth was raised.

Bellamy turns strangely as she reacts to her whining.

Oh, and he opened his mouth, and Silk ran out toward the exit to escape from it.

From Bellamy's position, in the shadow of the water wheel, you can't see the silk.

She loosens her cheeks and turns to Ray again as she perceives something.

As always, he had a refreshing grin.

"Oldov was a good man, just like you."

"What are you talking about?

Bellamy laughs furiously.

"One day, you're gonna make a hell of a fool of yourself."