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"The key to victory is in the mushroom pan!
When everyone on the spot was about to be accidentally flushed, unspeakably persuasive about Meer's presence or absence,
"Hey, hey, excuse me"
Quickly, Keithwood speaks up.
When his own Lord, Zion, is likely to misjudge, it is his job to stop.
Even if you bought a temporary misfortune, there are times when you should raise your voice! Now is the time!
Pushed back by such intuition, Keithwood dares to stand in front of Meer.
"There are some mushrooms that are poisonous and some that are not, and it should be very difficult to tell them apart. I think it's too dangerous for us to do it..."
"Hmm, Mr. Keithwood has been concerned for a long time. But there's nothing wrong with that. We've already solved that."
"Is...? Or resolution, is it? What the hell is that...?
In that inquiry, Meer had a meaningful grin.
"Because this island is not a God blessed island. I can't grow anything poisonous, and I can't bring it in. What if it's not?
"Ah..."
Keithwood didn't think, he lost his voice.
An earthly paradise, the safest land on the continent, St. Noel's Island.
It is a land blessed and protected by God.
The fresh waters of Lake Noelige do not allow poisonous plants to grow on this island, nor do poisonous organisms inhabit it.
That was so much a perception that it was rooted in people as some sort of common sense.
"No, but..."
And, to Keithwood, who objected, Meer smiles quietly.
"I know what you're trying to say. It would be tough if there was a mushroom with one poison in it. Naturally, I understand that fear."
Only in a calm tone, as if to tell a toddler, Meer said.
...... slightly irritating.
"Then all you have to do is ask someone who knows more to accompany you. As a matter of fact, I was recently able to meet someone like that."
"Are you familiar with mushrooms? What the hell...?
"The Four Dukes of the Empire are in the corner, and the Yellowmoon Dukes are familiar with mushrooms and stuff."
"A lady from the Duke of Yellow Moon...?
Before the unexpected name, Keithwood thinks.
"But didn't the Duke of Yellowmoon family have a suspected relationship with the snake of chaos? Can you trust me?
Even if he was thrown such a question, Meer's expression only remained calm.
"Yes...... You have your suspicions. I believe that Mr. Strina is irrelevant... but then, what if she were a snake... would she do something that obvious?
"It's..."
I see, indeed, that may be a true argument.
Perhaps the Duke of Yellowmoon knows he is suspected. You should also be noticing that its daughter, Strina, has a suspicious eye......
- It may also be possible to sacrifice Miss Strina and target the annihilation of all the student council members…, is it more unlikely that everyone will put their mouth on that pot at the same time than they know they are suspected?
And if the first to eat falls, the rest naturally do not speak of it.
Not that it's a slow-acting poison... but whether such poisonous mushrooms conveniently grow on this island in the first place... It seemed to Keithwood that the element of luck was too strong.
"Besides, I think it's not enough to work together to strengthen student union cohesion. It is because of my immorality that I have come without doing anything to deepen my rapport. Before the big event called Holy Night Festival, I hope we can all enjoy ourselves and deepen our rapport..."
"It... may be so..."
... I wonder why, it is Keithwood who feels a little wussy that the Empire's wisdom pinches a righteous following. This had the same vulgarity as when Zion was asking me about theoretical arming to step into danger.
Aside from that......,
"And just in time, Mr. Strina and Bell are very close, and they would love to accompany us if we were to hunt mushrooms."
Then, Meer turns her attention to Rafina.
"Lafina, I'm sure there was a wooded place on St. Noel Island where you could enjoy such mushroom hunting..."
Rafina, told the story, leans her neck small.
"Sure, there are forests in the eastern part of the island, albeit small. I don't know if there are mushrooms growing..."
And to Rafina, who was slightly anxious, Meer let her hands flicker.
"It's okay. I also have Mr. Strina... and I have been reading and researching a few books myself. Hey, Chloe."
"Ah, yes. Right. Since the other day, Mia has been reading books and preparing for a mushroom pot party."
- I see, I mean, when this "plot" has been planned for a long time, does that mean...
With Keithwood's head, a subtle translation has been made...
Know it or not, Meer said with an unfamiliar face.
"This is St. Noel, an island of blessings protected and tranquil by God, where poisonous things do not grow, led by two veteran mushroom guides, Mr. Strina and myself. Don't worry about a thing."
Seeing Meer, a self-proclaimed veteran mushroom guide with a confident chest, Keithwood..., I wonder why..., on the contrary, he felt his anxiety swell enormously.
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"The key to victory is in the mushroom pan!
When everyone on the spot was about to be accidentally flushed, unspeakably persuasive about Meer's presence or absence,
"Hey, hey, excuse me"
Quickly, Keithwood speaks up.
When his own Lord, Zion, is likely to misjudge, it is his job to stop.
Even if you bought a temporary misfortune, there are times when you should raise your voice! Now is the time!
Pushed back by such intuition, Keithwood dares to stand in front of Meer.
"There are some mushrooms that are poisonous and some that are not, and it should be very difficult to tell them apart. I think it's too dangerous for us to do it..."
"Hmm, Mr. Keithwood has been concerned for a long time. But there's nothing wrong with that. We've already solved that."
"Is...? Or resolution, is it? What the hell is that...?
In that inquiry, Meer had a meaningful grin.
"Because this island is not a God blessed island. I can't grow anything poisonous, and I can't bring it in. What if it's not?
"Ah..."
Keithwood didn't think, he lost his voice.
An earthly paradise, the safest land on the continent, St. Noel's Island.
It is a land blessed and protected by God.
The fresh waters of Lake Noelige do not allow poisonous plants to grow on this island, nor do poisonous organisms inhabit it.
That was so much a perception that it was rooted in people as some sort of common sense.
"No, but..."
And, to Keithwood, who objected, Meer smiles quietly.
"I know what you're trying to say. It would be tough if there was a mushroom with one poison in it. Naturally, I understand that fear."
Only in a calm tone, as if to tell a toddler, Meer said.
...... slightly irritating.
"Then all you have to do is ask someone who knows more to accompany you. As a matter of fact, I was recently able to meet someone like that."
"Are you familiar with mushrooms? What the hell...?
"The Four Dukes of the Empire are in the corner, and the Yellowmoon Dukes are familiar with mushrooms and stuff."
"A lady from the Duke of Yellow Moon...?
Before the unexpected name, Keithwood thinks.
"But didn't the Duke of Yellowmoon family have a suspected relationship with the snake of chaos? Can you trust me?
Even if he was thrown such a question, Meer's expression only remained calm.
"Yes...... You have your suspicions. I believe that Mr. Strina is irrelevant... but then, what if she were a snake... would she do something that obvious?
"It's..."
I see, indeed, that may be a true argument.
Perhaps the Duke of Yellowmoon knows he is suspected. You should also be noticing that its daughter, Strina, has a suspicious eye......
- It may also be possible to sacrifice Miss Strina and target the annihilation of all the student council members…, is it more unlikely that everyone will put their mouth on that pot at the same time than they know they are suspected?
And if the first to eat falls, the rest naturally do not speak of it.
Not that it's a slow-acting poison... but whether such poisonous mushrooms conveniently grow on this island in the first place... It seemed to Keithwood that the element of luck was too strong.
"Besides, I think it's not enough to work together to strengthen student union cohesion. It is because of my immorality that I have come without doing anything to deepen my rapport. Before the big event called Holy Night Festival, I hope we can all enjoy ourselves and deepen our rapport..."
"It... may be so..."
... I wonder why, it is Keithwood who feels a little wussy that the Empire's wisdom pinches a righteous following. This had the same vulgarity as when Zion was asking me about theoretical arming to step into danger.
Aside from that......,
"And just in time, Mr. Strina and Bell are very close, and they would love to accompany us if we were to hunt mushrooms."
Then, Meer turns her attention to Rafina.
"Lafina, I'm sure there was a wooded place on St. Noel Island where you could enjoy such mushroom hunting..."
Rafina, told the story, leans her neck small.
"Sure, there are forests in the eastern part of the island, albeit small. I don't know if there are mushrooms growing..."
And to Rafina, who was slightly anxious, Meer let her hands flicker.
"It's okay. I also have Mr. Strina... and I have been reading and researching a few books myself. Hey, Chloe."
"Ah, yes. Right. Since the other day, Mia has been reading books and preparing for a mushroom pot party."
- I see, I mean, when this "plot" has been planned for a long time, does that mean...
With Keithwood's head, a subtle translation has been made...
Know it or not, Meer said with an unfamiliar face.
"This is St. Noel, an island of blessings protected and tranquil by God, where poisonous things do not grow, led by two veteran mushroom guides, Mr. Strina and myself. Don't worry about a thing."
Seeing Meer, a self-proclaimed veteran mushroom guide with a confident chest, Keithwood..., I wonder why..., on the contrary, he felt his anxiety swell enormously.
"The key to victory is in the mushroom pan! When everyone on the spot was about to be accidentally flushed, unspeakably persuasive about Meer's presence or absence,"Hey, hey, excuse me"Quickly, Keithwood speaks up.When his own Lord, Zion, is likely to misjudge, it is his job to stop.Even if you bought a temporary misfortune, there are times when you should raise your voice! Now is the time!Pushed back by such intuition, Keithwood dares to stand in front of Meer."There are some mushrooms that are poisonous and some that are not, and it should be very difficult to tell them apart. I think it's too dangerous for us to do it...""Hmm, Mr. Keithwood has been concerned for a long time. But there's nothing wrong with that. We've already solved that.""Is...? Or resolution, is it? What the hell is that...? In that inquiry, Meer had a meaningful grin."Because this island is not a God blessed island. I can't grow anything poisonous, and I can't bring it in. What if it's not? "Ah..."Keithwood didn't think, he lost his voice.An earthly paradise, the safest land on the continent, St. Noel's Island.It is a land blessed and protected by God.The fresh waters of Lake Noelige do not allow poisonous plants to grow on this island, nor do poisonous organisms inhabit it.That was so much a perception that it was rooted in people as some sort of common sense."No, but..."And, to Keithwood, who objected, Meer smiles quietly."I know what you're trying to say. It would be tough if there was a mushroom with one poison in it. Naturally, I understand that fear."Only in a calm tone, as if to tell a toddler, Meer said....... slightly irritating."Then all you have to do is ask someone who knows more to accompany you. As a matter of fact, I was recently able to meet someone like that.""Are you familiar with mushrooms? What the hell...? "The Four Dukes of the Empire are in the corner, and the Yellowmoon Dukes are familiar with mushrooms and stuff.""A lady from the Duke of Yellow Moon...? Before the unexpected name, Keithwood thinks."But didn't the Duke of Yellowmoon family have a suspected relationship with the snake of chaos? Can you trust me? Even if he was thrown such a question, Meer's expression only remained calm."Yes...... You have your suspicions. I believe that Mr. Strina is irrelevant... but then, what if she were a snake... would she do something that obvious? "It's..."I see, indeed, that may be a true argument.Perhaps the Duke of Yellowmoon knows he is suspected. You should also be noticing that its daughter, Strina, has a suspicious eye......- It may also be possible to sacrifice Miss Strina and target the annihilation of all the student council members, is it more unlikely that everyone will put their mouth on that pot at the same time than they know they are suspected?And if the first to eat falls, the rest naturally do not speak of it.Not that it's a slow-acting poison... but whether such poisonous mushrooms conveniently grow on this island in the first place... It seemed to Keithwood that the element of luck was too strong."Besides, I think it's not enough to work together to strengthen student union cohesion. It is because of my immorality that I have come without doing anything to deepen my rapport. Before the big event called Holy Night Festival, I hope we can all enjoy ourselves and deepen our rapport...""It... may be so..."... I wonder why, it is Keithwood who feels a little wussy that the Empire's wisdom pinches a righteous following. This had the same vulgarity as when Zion was asking me about theoretical arming to step into danger.Aside from that......,"And just in time, Mr. Strina and Bell are very close, and they would love to accompany us if we were to hunt mushrooms."Then, Meer turns her attention to Rafina."Lafina, I'm sure there was a wooded place on St. Noel Island where you could enjoy such mushroom hunting..."Rafina, told the story, leans her neck small."Sure, there are forests in the eastern part of the island, albeit small. I don't know if there are mushrooms growing..."And to Rafina, who was slightly anxious, Meer let her hands flicker."It's okay. I also have Mr. Strina... and I have been reading and researching a few books myself. Hey, Chloe.""Ah, yes. Right. Since the other day, Mia has been reading books and preparing for a mushroom pot party."- I see, I mean, when this "plot" has been planned for a long time, does that mean...With Keithwood's head, a subtle translation has been made...Know it or not, Meer said with an unfamiliar face."This is St. Noel, an island of blessings protected and tranquil by God, where poisonous things do not grow, led by two veteran mushroom guides, Mr. Strina and myself. Don't worry about a thing."Seeing Meer, a self-proclaimed veteran mushroom guide with a confident chest, Keithwood..., I wonder why..., on the contrary, he felt his anxiety swell enormously.
