333 Thirty-three Stories Advanced Penn Grandpa ⑤

"But this stupidity, I was very rude earlier. To Ms Alta, little girl who knows nothing...! Ms Alta has far broader and deeper insights than stupidity…"

Penrat drips his head deep into Altamia.

Altamia stops Penrat with a bitter laugh of "OK."

"No, the world is wide...... We thought we just had to do some research to get to this foolish, magical truth, golden alchemist... we should have seen more of the world. I didn't expect to meet someone like Ms Alta right around the corner, following Abel......!

Penrat's palm return is awesome.

My attitude until a few tens of minutes ago seems to be a lie.

"I'm ashamed to say so! Stupidity has always occurred to me! In modern times, foolishness would be the highest alchemist! I have also had an itchy tooth as to why those who can follow this foolishness are not among the disciples. But! The magic of Lord Abel and Ms Alta is too deep! They realized how mediocre the foolishness was!

"Here, you, you're amnesic, aren't you?

In response to Altamia's point, Penrat opens his eyes and puts his hand on his mouth.

"Oops, Ms Alta, please go inside now..."

"I know. At the time Abel's idiot brought him here, what made sense was what I knew from the beginning. I can't talk about people either, so I'll keep my mouth shut."

Altamia puts her finger on her lips and meditates on one eye.

"A, Ms Alta......!

Is that it?

These guys, don't they crack it better than me?

"You're not wrong to be the highest alchemist of our time. In terms of research knowledge, we beat Peter, and I think it's a reasonable place. Because I'm a little suspicious to count in the modern age, and Abel is Abel."

"You are right that Master Abel is Master Abel, but what the hell is Ms Alta...?

"And... your mouth slipped. I'll talk to you in there."

I don't know, but we're both going to have fun, so let's try to be good.

I think I can get out of it softly now.

Until earlier, we had been talking too much and we had lost track of when we could get out, but now we're going to get away with it.

I retreat softly and try to get to Mere.

Meir looked down and stood up with a crying face, but she looked at me and let her expression shine.

"Abelu! Oh, my God, Meir, just now, let me tell you something very unusual about cooking! Oh, but it doesn't mean it tastes weird! So, today...!

On my left and right shoulders, one hand each.

I'm pulled back behind in an instant.

"Dear Abel, where are you headed! If you're in the bathroom, I'll give you this pen!

PE, Penrat......!

Chickshaw, why don't you and Altamia have a nice talk!

"You're not tight, Abel, because you were so excited, what's going on suddenly? Besides, it's almost time for a break, right?

Altamiaah!

You too! Ugh! Absolutely the first thing I've interrupted. You're forgetting the purpose!

Who called this guy Alchemy Division's conscience!

When I send Altamia a signal with my eyes, Altamia bends her mouth and shakes her hand grabbing my shoulder.

Hey, stop it, my joints come off.

"What? Uh, okay! Grandpa Penn, these eyes are on you! My understanding was so shallow that it was useless to talk about it any more!

Altamia turns back to Penrat to raise her voice, and for some reason she says so dryly.

No, it's not clear.

Sure, there was a part of Penrat that I still haven't digested, not to mention that Altamia misunderstood about three places, and I kept quiet because it was going to stop when I was pointing that out, but I don't remember looking like that.

"Here's the thing! This guy sometimes has these things!

Is there, that kind of part?

Instead, I'm basically a talker for as long as time permits, so I've been talking for a long time and Altamia says, "I'm gonna have a headache, so stop it today! I'm just gonna put it back together over here!" and more often it can be stopped.

If you think about it for a second, I do know what Altamia says, but that's not bad for me.

I've explained the same thing over and over again without pinching a break over a whole two days because she doesn't understand the shards, even though Altamia asked me.

As a result, he said, "I mean, here's the thing!" I had zeroed, "Oh, forget it," because I was confidently struck by a mysterious proprietary theory that everything was different from the first step.

Maybe I have that thing at my root.

"Hooff... no, Lady Abel and Ms Alta are good friends"

Penrat says so smiling.

"I thought Lady Abel deserved more women, but if you're Ms Alta, you deserve to be escorted!

Penlato floats the color of mockery in his eyes, glimpses Mere and laughs with his nose.

Meir gazes, shocks her shoulders up and down, eyes on most of her and me and Altamia.

"There are only about Hiria, the most powerful brave man in the history of the Kingdom of Maharoun, Altamia, the orange witch of the kingdom of Dinlat, Reatia, the transcendent of the Kingdom of Garshard, and Hawklaris, the princess of the high elves, to search for the rest of history..."

Penrat tells me to think about it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Take-away and Altamia have been duplicated.

"Even including all living things, later it would be about Ji Tianlong Kelviun, the fire god Mahalvo, and the evil god Kudr!

What do you think people are?

"Oh, hey, Grandpa Penn, hey, really good. Come on..."

"Ha? Grandpa Penn, what are you talking about, you're not stupid! I mean, look, that's not it! I floated like that, but I don't care, and I'm not the body that can do that. By that, you don't have this guy. This guy! He's a scumbag! I smashed people's houses in the first place!

Altamia blushes and bangs me and Penrat on the back.

Oh, my God, this guy's as tense as he was when he was reunited with Peter.

"Besides, you see, Abel has Meir, you know, Meir... that, what about Meir?

Altamia makes a sound like a sudden return to vegetation.

"... Huh? Oh, that."

I'm in a hurry to find Meir too, but I can't find her.

"Hey, I'm going to look for you..."

As I try to leave the square with Fluffy, Penratt calls from behind.

"Dear Abel, the production of the Puppet Dragon Quetzalcoattle will resume again. Now, without Abel's guidance, we can move forward very, very much."

"No, I feel a little bad about this..."

"Why, Master Abel? If you're that little girl, we don't have time, so let's just go back. And let's face each other again after work, shall we? The people from the Alchemy Division are here for Abel, right?

"Oh, yeah? So, but... Meir..."

"That's why it is. To the extent that you didn't get a chance to exchange words for your lunch break, it's not a big deal. If you think you have to be concerned, that would be more of a problem. It looks a little strange in your stupid eyes. Not to mention I hear that Master Abel is going to be busier to protect his country than this. Increase even when you are out of territory for a long time. What are you gonna do then? It's good for each other. Come here."

…………

I know the reason, but I'm emotionally unconvinced.

... Once you've got a paragraph on your instructions, let's hide in Penrat and go see how it goes for a second.