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Located near Teito, east of a group of central aristocratic territories.
In the land of the Duke of Yellowmoon, in the corner of his realm capital, the Lords' Hall was built.
For what belongs to the four leading Dukes of the Empire, a large mansion, much smaller, nevertheless, incomparable with the common aristocracy.
There was a man in the courtyard, surrounded by numerous flowers.
When I was in my mid-fifties, was it something like that? Its body is rounded year-to-year, and its belly, etc. protrudes slightly into the pong.
It is an FNY body shape that is likely to unintentionally hallucinate the appearance of some FNY Empress after she skipped.
A few moments later, small eyes moving restlessly, underneath which was a colorful neighborhood.
"... but it's... but, gummy... poisonous mushrooms..."
The man, the Duke of Laurenz Etwa Yellowmoon, was walking around the garden restlessly, twinkling with a bump and something.
The stiff footsteps of this, this, this, come closer to the lid.
It was the old butler who showed up. The deacon, who had rightly come to the side of his Lord in posture, bowed his head respectfully.
"Excuse me. The Hall."
To a serious call, the main man...... Lawrence tenses his shoulders with Vikri. But soon you realize who they are......
"Oh, oh... a biset. Surprised. I was stuck with my thoughts..."
Butler, Bissett doesn't break the stern look on Laurenz, who smiles badly.
"I'm sorry to bother you. I wanted to report something in a hurry and I'm here…. Excuse me, sir, but have you been here since last night?
"Ugh, yeah, well, yeah. Anyway, it's important, so you can't sleep long."
Saying weakly, Laurenz spilled a fluff, a lot of absences.
"Now, let's make some tea for your drowsiness. The report will be…"
"Oh, I'm sorry......, Bissett"
Lawrence sighed deeply at the butler who said so and turned back his heel.
"But the museum. I need to get some sleep......, I'm going to have trouble with you."
Early on back, Bissett complained. But Lawrence just laughs back at it.
"Oh, yeah, I want to...... I'm a fraud. That's not a very good con man either, so you have to squeeze your wits out to get what you want."
said Lawrence, pushing with his fist as he circled his eyes.
"Whatever, we don't have time for the Holy Night Festival. I have limited time to use my head..."
"Actually, I have a report about that Holy Night Festival"
To the deacon's words, Laurenz shook his shoulder in dismay.
"What's up? Something's changed..."
"Yes, in fact, the poisonous mushroom in the forest of examples…, the firelizard mushroom was discovered by Her Royal Highness Princess Meer"
"Uh..."
Laurenz looked up to heaven......, then he had a weak grin.
"Damn...... Right, the wisdom of the empire...... Is Her Royal Highness Princess Meer so..."
Looks like I said I just had to laugh, Laurenz said.
"Oh man, that's really amazing. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer... Even if you squeeze your wisdom, such as me, you could just (...) extend (...) ahead and (...) su (...) ru (...)... Besides, I'm even doing the worst I can to make that ass wipe my daughter...... Really, it's a big deal...... So, since then, haven't you come in yet? What's Barbara going to do?
"Unfortunately, it's unknown. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's ministerial corps seems quite brilliant. Besides, it was painful that the wind ravens in the Empire had been swept away."
"Oh, yeah, I did. Is that what Her Royal Highness Princess Meer did, too? No, that's amazing, really."
Spilling his head as he shook, Laurenz's sigh was deep.
"And apparently, the werewolf has failed."
"Isn't it a losing streak? Well, I'm talking about Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's sword being excellent, so you don't deserve to be surprised... But I didn't know your“ werewolf "would fail... I guess they're in a hurry too."
"I almost got ripped off or something... Apparently, he wants to recall the werewolf once and for all..."
"Yes..."
With most, Laurenz exhales in a hospitable relief while wandering her gaze. It was......
"Well, there's no way we can make that decision. Cooperate properly and get them out of the country..."
Serious colors dwell on his face.
"Recall…, in the direction…, via St. Noel, Velga…"
Bissett stared silently at Lawrence, crushed and crushed.
You noticed that gaze, Laurenz, again, gave the usual faint grin.
"But you always struggle. Isn't it time you missed home, too? If it's true, then I could have gone home with them..."
"Until I repay you the favor I have received from you, I will not return. And..."
Bissett said, only slightly, loosening his expression.
"No, we are proud to work for you."
"You can flatter me. I'm a weak, stupid, liar. So even to get something tiny...... we have to tilt all the wisdom"
Laurenz, think again…. I said it a while later.
"In my head, not very much but I can't read the situation...... But things could happen in St. Noel. Shall I strike the hand that can hit this one..."
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Located near Teito, east of a group of central aristocratic territories.
In the land of the Duke of Yellowmoon, in the corner of his realm capital, the Lords' Hall was built.
For what belongs to the four leading Dukes of the Empire, a large mansion, much smaller, nevertheless, incomparable with the common aristocracy.
There was a man in the courtyard, surrounded by numerous flowers.
When I was in my mid-fifties, was it something like that? Its body is rounded year-to-year, and its belly, etc. protrudes slightly into the pong.
It is an FNY body shape that is likely to unintentionally hallucinate the appearance of some FNY Empress after she skipped.
A few moments later, small eyes moving restlessly, underneath which was a colorful neighborhood.
"... but it's... but, gummy... poisonous mushrooms..."
The man, the Duke of Laurenz Etwa Yellowmoon, was walking around the garden restlessly, twinkling with a bump and something.
The stiff footsteps of this, this, this, come closer to the lid.
It was the old butler who showed up. The deacon, who had rightly come to the side of his Lord in posture, bowed his head respectfully.
"Excuse me. The Hall."
To a serious call, the main man...... Lawrence tenses his shoulders with Vikri. But soon you realize who they are......
"Oh, oh... a biset. Surprised. I was stuck with my thoughts..."
Butler, Bissett doesn't break the stern look on Laurenz, who smiles badly.
"I'm sorry to bother you. I wanted to report something in a hurry and I'm here…. Excuse me, sir, but have you been here since last night?
"Ugh, yeah, well, yeah. Anyway, it's important, so you can't sleep long."
Saying weakly, Laurenz spilled a fluff, a lot of absences.
"Now, let's make some tea for your drowsiness. The report will be…"
"Oh, I'm sorry......, Bissett"
Lawrence sighed deeply at the butler who said so and turned back his heel.
"But the museum. I need to get some sleep......, I'm going to have trouble with you."
Early on back, Bissett complained. But Lawrence just laughs back at it.
"Oh, yeah, I want to...... I'm a fraud. That's not a very good con man either, so you have to squeeze your wits out to get what you want."
said Lawrence, pushing with his fist as he circled his eyes.
"Whatever, we don't have time for the Holy Night Festival. I have limited time to use my head..."
"Actually, I have a report about that Holy Night Festival"
To the deacon's words, Laurenz shook his shoulder in dismay.
"What's up? Something's changed..."
"Yes, in fact, the poisonous mushroom in the forest of examples…, the firelizard mushroom was discovered by Her Royal Highness Princess Meer"
"Uh..."
Laurenz looked up to heaven......, then he had a weak grin.
"Damn...... Right, the wisdom of the empire...... Is Her Royal Highness Princess Meer so..."
Looks like I said I just had to laugh, Laurenz said.
"Oh man, that's really amazing. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer... Even if you squeeze your wisdom, such as me, you could just (...) extend (...) ahead and (...) su (...) ru (...)... Besides, I'm even doing the worst I can to make that ass wipe my daughter...... Really, it's a big deal...... So, since then, haven't you come in yet? What's Barbara going to do?
"Unfortunately, it's unknown. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's ministerial corps seems quite brilliant. Besides, it was painful that the wind ravens in the Empire had been swept away."
"Oh, yeah, I did. Is that what Her Royal Highness Princess Meer did, too? No, that's amazing, really."
Spilling his head as he shook, Laurenz's sigh was deep.
"And apparently, the werewolf has failed."
"Isn't it a losing streak? Well, I'm talking about Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's sword being excellent, so you don't deserve to be surprised... But I didn't know your“ werewolf "would fail... I guess they're in a hurry too."
"I almost got ripped off or something... Apparently, he wants to recall the werewolf once and for all..."
"Yes..."
With most, Laurenz exhales in a hospitable relief while wandering her gaze. It was......
"Well, there's no way we can make that decision. Cooperate properly and get them out of the country..."
Serious colors dwell on his face.
"Recall…, in the direction…, via St. Noel, Velga…"
Bissett stared silently at Lawrence, crushed and crushed.
You noticed that gaze, Laurenz, again, gave the usual faint grin.
"But you always struggle. Isn't it time you missed home, too? If it's true, then I could have gone home with them..."
"Until I repay you the favor I have received from you, I will not return. And..."
Bissett said, only slightly, loosening his expression.
"No, we are proud to work for you."
"You can flatter me. I'm a weak, stupid, liar. So even to get something tiny...... we have to tilt all the wisdom"
Laurenz, think again…. I said it a while later.
"In my head, not very much but I can't read the situation...... But things could happen in St. Noel. Shall I strike the hand that can hit this one..."
Located near Teito, east of a group of central aristocratic territories.In the land of the Duke of Yellowmoon, in the corner of his realm capital, the Lords' Hall was built.For what belongs to the four leading Dukes of the Empire, a large mansion, much smaller, nevertheless, incomparable with the common aristocracy.There was a man in the courtyard, surrounded by numerous flowers.When I was in my mid-fifties, was it something like that? Its body is rounded year-to-year, and its belly, etc. protrudes slightly into the pong.It is an FNY body shape that is likely to unintentionally hallucinate the appearance of some FNY Empress after she skipped.A few moments later, small eyes moving restlessly, underneath which was a colorful neighborhood."... but it's... but, gummy... poisonous mushrooms..."The man, the Duke of Laurenz Etwa Yellowmoon, was walking around the garden restlessly, twinkling with a bump and something.The stiff footsteps of this, this, this, come closer to the lid.It was the old butler who showed up. The deacon, who had rightly come to the side of his Lord in posture, bowed his head respectfully."Excuse me. The Hall."To a serious call, the main man...... Lawrence tenses his shoulders with Vikri. But soon you realize who they are......"Oh, oh... a biset. Surprised. I was stuck with my thoughts..."Butler, Bissett doesn't break the stern look on Laurenz, who smiles badly."I'm sorry to bother you. I wanted to report something in a hurry and I'm here. Excuse me, sir, but have you been here since last night? "Ugh, yeah, well, yeah. Anyway, it's important, so you can't sleep long."Saying weakly, Laurenz spilled a fluff, a lot of absences."Now, let's make some tea for your drowsiness. The report will be""Oh, I'm sorry......, Bissett"Lawrence sighed deeply at the butler who said so and turned back his heel."But the museum. I need to get some sleep......, I'm going to have trouble with you."Early on back, Bissett complained. But Lawrence just laughs back at it."Oh, yeah, I want to...... I'm a fraud. That's not a very good con man either, so you have to squeeze your wits out to get what you want."said Lawrence, pushing with his fist as he circled his eyes."Whatever, we don't have time for the Holy Night Festival. I have limited time to use my head...""Actually, I have a report about that Holy Night Festival"To the deacon's words, Laurenz shook his shoulder in dismay."What's up? Something's changed...""Yes, in fact, the poisonous mushroom in the forest of examples, the firelizard mushroom was discovered by Her Royal Highness Princess Meer""Uh..."Laurenz looked up to heaven......, then he had a weak grin."Damn...... Right, the wisdom of the empire...... Is Her Royal Highness Princess Meer so..."Looks like I said I just had to laugh, Laurenz said."Oh man, that's really amazing. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer... Even if you squeeze your wisdom, such as me, you could just ... extend ... ahead and ... su ... ru ...... Besides, I'm even doing the worst I can to make that ass wipe my daughter...... Really, it's a big deal...... So, since then, haven't you come in yet? What's Barbara going to do? "Unfortunately, it's unknown. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's ministerial corps seems quite brilliant. Besides, it was painful that the wind ravens in the Empire had been swept away.""Oh, yeah, I did. Is that what Her Royal Highness Princess Meer did, too? No, that's amazing, really."Spilling his head as he shook, Laurenz's sigh was deep."And apparently, the werewolf has failed.""Isn't it a losing streak? Well, I'm talking about Her Royal Highness Princess Meer's sword being excellent, so you don't deserve to be surprised... But I didn't know your werewolf "would fail... I guess they're in a hurry too.""I almost got ripped off or something... Apparently, he wants to recall the werewolf once and for all...""Yes..."With most, Laurenz exhales in a hospitable relief while wandering her gaze. It was......"Well, there's no way we can make that decision. Cooperate properly and get them out of the country..."Serious colors dwell on his face."Recall, in the direction, via St. Noel, Velga"Bissett stared silently at Lawrence, crushed and crushed.You noticed that gaze, Laurenz, again, gave the usual faint grin."But you always struggle. Isn't it time you missed home, too? If it's true, then I could have gone home with them...""Until I repay you the favor I have received from you, I will not return. And..."Bissett said, only slightly, loosening his expression."No, we are proud to work for you.""You can flatter me. I'm a weak, stupid, liar. So even to get something tiny...... we have to tilt all the wisdom"Laurenz, think again. I said it a while later."In my head, not very much but I can't read the situation...... But things could happen in St. Noel. Shall I strike the hand that can hit this one..."
