Chapter 279: War of the Fools, Part 6 - Twisted Truth
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That night, Rhine was talking to Dance Slave.
"What do you think?
"I don't know... it's not the same information I've ever had."
Dance Slave and Rhine were roaring face to face with each other. This is what information they gather.
First of all, Dance Slave. Actually, Muster is a terribly good person, and that he could have been originally set on someone who did it, or feared. Furthermore, from the information gathered by Dance Slave, if Rhine deduces this military move from the deployment of the Legion and the flow of supplies, he will undoubtedly attack Traguslon in a few days. That was evidence that Muster had already left for Tragaslon, a report came from a watch hired by the line. If Rayfan and Rusty decide to take back the King's Capital, set aside this timing for nothing else. Preparation will be lacking in Russia, but the line thinks there are benefits as well.
"No... maybe it's rather the best time"
"What do you mean?
"Think about it and see. Rusty is currently collecting fewer than 1,000 moves. Normally, this would be a rebellion or something. But"
"There are few soldiers in the royal castle today"
"Oh, there's going to be that hekatonkale though. Still, it must be an opportunity."
The line snorts. In addition,
"It's easy to handle after the war."
"What do you mean?
A dance slave slapped his neck on this. That explains Rhine calmly to her.
"Look, let's say you led a large army to take back the country. But Krums is already exhausted by major civil unrest and successive wars, and cannot adopt an external policy. Even bigger rebels can definitely be rubbed at the Argument Awards. This is a tough job for young Ray fans. Assuming you're the perfect recipient of the prize, there will certainly be people complaining. It's hard for lay fans with no backshield or track record to contain the older elites."
"I see. Then it would be best to recapture Princess Rayfan's gesture alone."
"The truth."
Dance Slave seemed convinced, but the line was caught if you say something caught on.
"(I think it's too much... but it's not refreshing)"
When it all goes well, Rhine remembers the words of his former superior that he is mostly just being danced over someone's palm. That's when I told you to be careful. At times like this, there's always a pit somewhere.
But if you're afraid, there's nothing you can do.
"Did I say something?
"No, we're talking over here"
Rhine proceeds with a drink prepared for the whore. Careless behavior, but I can't help but think that I'm being ridiculous when I'm not drinking.
"(I became a mercenary to stay out of this... what are you doing, I am)"
"Are you okay? It's the line."
"What?
Rhine turns her eyes to Dance Slave, who seems to like she's drunk on alcohol, but her face was never serious. From its glossy lips, the words that care for him are spun.
"My master is. Just..."
"Oh, that's what we talked about. So?"
"So I follow what Rhine says, but if Rhine doesn't want to, he doesn't have to do it. The line is a mercenary. You should be basically free. Power has nothing to do with you. Running away here is a hand, isn't it?
"You're saying I look like I can't?
"I don't know if I can't... but it seems painful"
Dance Slave was genuinely worried, but if you're on the line, you just looked at Dance Slave, and you didn't even locate your reply. I was sad about the dance slave for some reason.
"(Not like always, Master... are you sure you're okay?
"Besides, we have a lot of information here."
View the documents that Rhine received from Muster himself. There was a mixture of diaries spelled by Muster himself long ago and notebooks that would have been spelled out in recent years.
Dance Slave began reading the diary the line gave him so he could throw it away.
"Hmm... 116 years of experience in Krums, today I considered new measures to cure water in Trimedo. This will reduce water damage in Trimede"
"By the way, that construction has been transferred to execution in 119 in Krums. But the First Prince's plan."
"What? That means..."
"Oh, the devotion of the first prince and the second prince, who were deceived by you, was, in fact, most of what Muster had in mind at a young age. But that's fine. More than that, look at the page where I fold the corners."
Dance Slaves view that page as prompted. As I see it, its hands gradually tremble.
"What is this?
"You're interrupting after your notebook has a high fever, right? That evening, Muster was invited by his brothers to dinner with him. But those records are not on the official record. I mean, I guess you wanted to put poison on it and turn off the mustard in secret. Too good a thought, I didn't expect my brothers to be jealous."
But he survived, didn't he?
"There it is. It's easy to talk about if you wanted to erase it from the beginning, but it's still a big task to erase the prince. So I thought I'd ask someone familiar here."
At that time there was a knock on the door, and when the line replied, the director of the whore came in.
"Oh, Rhine, isn't it just disturbing when Atashi comes here?
"No, no, you can put the two of us together, I..."
"Oh, I'm not in the mood. So it's been a long time since we've had more than one tonight?
"And I just want to go, but I need to ask you something first. To you, the poison expert."
The face of the director of the whore is cloudy.
"Rhine... Atashi washed his legs off that road. Don't talk about it anymore."
"But knowledge isn't rusty, is it? Originally, I was the one who helped the assassin where you hit him badly. I'm not saying I forgot."
"... okay. Well, Atashi likes that kind of thing about you. So, what do you want to hear?
The director of the whore leaves himself on the wall with a sigh and arms together. There was no usual slight sarcastic expression on that face, his eyes looking sharply at the line.
"It's poisoned, of course. Is there any poison in life that would only invade human intelligence and appearance?
"It depends, but there is. It's just difficult to formulate, and when life is like safe and causing such obstacles, there are only a few people who can use it. In fact, you'll almost be left to your luck. What's that supposed to mean?
"Actually."
Rhine talks about Mustard. The director of the whore had listened seriously to the story, but eventually she started talking to her about whether she was convinced.
"I see you're invading your brain and causing anomalies not only in appearance, but also in your bones. That's the aftermath of Umbra's poison. But Umbra can die if you get the wrong amount. Normally, it's for subjects who want to kill."
"When you do... you mean you didn't have to live? No, that would be a fuss, and... well, that's okay. By the way, is it possible for a guy who's been poisoned like that to detoxify after decades?
"You can't. The horrible thing about Umbra is that it doesn't detoxify, it doesn't get out of your body. Sounds like magic can be detoxified early, but after a day, I can't do it anymore."
I see. So you're saying that mustard is a coincidence?
Line arms up and starts thinking.
"Then I have my doubts."
"What?
"No, we're talking over here"
Rhine stopped telling the director of the whore the questions that came to his mind. I didn't think this was about talking. Sometimes I can't think together in the line, but when I talk about this more than that, I feel like I can't pull in. It is also the result of Rhine's belief that he does not want to wrap up the director of the whore.
The line tries to change the subject, whatever comes to mind.
"Don't be such a jerk. How dare you poison my brother?"
"Noble power struggle is such a thing. Even Atashi doesn't know how he got hired that way when he was active."
"No, I never heard of it, but why did you leave active duty?
The line hits the director of the whore with honest questions. She looked disgusted but honestly revealed herself in her chest.
"... Atashi was usually a kind of assassin who wouldn't go to the scene just to formulate poison. If you go to the crime scene, you'll be in danger. But that's when I got on the scene pretending to be a paycheck to make it up to the scene. So Atashi's poison was supposed to take the lives of Sakura's old aristocrats. But... coincidence, just coincidence. My younger grandson drank the poison I planted in fruit juice."
"Atashi saw the child suffer in front of him. Then again, I can't work like this anymore. At the end of the day, Atashi didn't know the weight of his life. So I could do that."
"... I see. I heard bad things."
Rhine apologized to the director of the whorehouse, but she bluffed.
"That's okay. It's a fact I can't change no matter how much I regret it anymore. I've done penance a long time ago."
"... penance doesn't have to run out at all."
"Did I say something?
The words of the line were like disappearing in the mouth, so they did not seem to be heard well by the director of the whore. Seeing the line not react to his words, the director of the whore also gives up pursuing any further and leaves the room. Just one of those folds. She spoke to the line.
"Rhine, can I just give you one thing?
"What the fuck?"
"You've always regretted something. That's what they're worried about. If you can spit it out, you should spit it out, okay?
"Extra care. I appreciate your concern."
"... hopefully one day you'll have someone who can tell you everything too"
That's all the director of the whore left the room looking lonely. Leftovers of her slightly stronger fragrance drift into the room.
There were silent dance slaves and lines left in the room, but neither speaks. Dance Slaves are also silently delayed in meditation. Dance Slaves are originally silent in character. I accidentally add all kinds of tea because the line is beside me, but I don't usually talk if I don't have to.
So naturally, but you spanned silence. Eventually, the line leaked its doubts.
"I wonder who... breasted the war?
"Hmm?"
"No... nothing"
It wasn't anything, but the line has now put that question to my chest, too. It's something I can't help asking Dance Slave, and there was another serious question. But the current line had nothing to do with them.
Have you thought about the line for half an hour with questions that you can't help but forget? He was asleep in his chair at some point. Softly approaching him as a dance slave blankets him, but the line that should be sleeping his hand grabs him.
Normally, the dance slave flushed through the amazing scene, and the line naturally snapped the blanket again and circled straight on the chair. It is the custom of a line that has been forged to be able to prepare for enemy raids at any time. Dance Slaves know that too, so they don't surprise or do anything about it.
The line went straight into sleep on the chair, but the dance slave, formerly a sword, didn't even have to go to sleep, and looked up out the window softly at the starry sky so as not to disturb the rest between the bundles of lines.
Continued
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That night, Rhine was talking to Dance Slave.
"What do you think?
"I don't know... it's not the same information I've ever had."
Dance Slave and Rhine were roaring face to face with each other. This is what information they gather.
First of all, Dance Slave. Actually, Muster is a terribly good person, and that he could have been originally set on someone who did it, or feared. Furthermore, from the information gathered by Dance Slave, if Rhine deduces this military move from the deployment of the Legion and the flow of supplies, he will undoubtedly attack Traguslon in a few days. That was evidence that Muster had already left for Tragaslon, a report came from a watch hired by the line. If Rayfan and Rusty decide to take back the King's Capital, set aside this timing for nothing else. Preparation will be lacking in Russia, but the line thinks there are benefits as well.
"No... maybe it's rather the best time"
"What do you mean?
"Think about it and see. Rusty is currently collecting fewer than 1,000 moves. Normally, this would be a rebellion or something. But"
"There are few soldiers in the royal castle today"
"Oh, there's going to be that hekatonkale though. Still, it must be an opportunity."
The line snorts. In addition,
"It's easy to handle after the war."
"What do you mean?
A dance slave slapped his neck on this. That explains Rhine calmly to her.
"Look, let's say you led a large army to take back the country. But Krums is already exhausted by major civil unrest and successive wars, and cannot adopt an external policy. Even bigger rebels can definitely be rubbed at the Argument Awards. This is a tough job for young Ray fans. Assuming you're the perfect recipient of the prize, there will certainly be people complaining. It's hard for lay fans with no backshield or track record to contain the older elites."
"I see. Then it would be best to recapture Princess Rayfan's gesture alone."
"The truth."
Dance Slave seemed convinced, but the line was caught if you say something caught on.
"(I think it's too much... but it's not refreshing)"
When it all goes well, Rhine remembers the words of his former superior that he is mostly just being danced over someone's palm. That's when I told you to be careful. At times like this, there's always a pit somewhere.
But if you're afraid, there's nothing you can do.
"Did I say something?
"No, we're talking over here"
Rhine proceeds with a drink prepared for the whore. Careless behavior, but I can't help but think that I'm being ridiculous when I'm not drinking.
"(I became a mercenary to stay out of this... what are you doing, I am)"
"Are you okay? It's the line."
"What?
Rhine turns her eyes to Dance Slave, who seems to like she's drunk on alcohol, but her face was never serious. From its glossy lips, the words that care for him are spun.
"My master is. Just..."
"Oh, that's what we talked about. So?"
"So I follow what Rhine says, but if Rhine doesn't want to, he doesn't have to do it. The line is a mercenary. You should be basically free. Power has nothing to do with you. Running away here is a hand, isn't it?
"You're saying I look like I can't?
"I don't know if I can't... but it seems painful"
Dance Slave was genuinely worried, but if you're on the line, you just looked at Dance Slave, and you didn't even locate your reply. I was sad about the dance slave for some reason.
"(Not like always, Master... are you sure you're okay?
"Besides, we have a lot of information here."
View the documents that Rhine received from Muster himself. There was a mixture of diaries spelled by Muster himself long ago and notebooks that would have been spelled out in recent years.
Dance Slave began reading the diary the line gave him so he could throw it away.
"Hmm... 116 years of experience in Krums, today I considered new measures to cure water in Trimedo. This will reduce water damage in Trimede"
"By the way, that construction has been transferred to execution in 119 in Krums. But the First Prince's plan."
"What? That means..."
"Oh, the devotion of the first prince and the second prince, who were deceived by you, was, in fact, most of what Muster had in mind at a young age. But that's fine. More than that, look at the page where I fold the corners."
Dance Slaves view that page as prompted. As I see it, its hands gradually tremble.
"What is this?
"You're interrupting after your notebook has a high fever, right? That evening, Muster was invited by his brothers to dinner with him. But those records are not on the official record. I mean, I guess you wanted to put poison on it and turn off the mustard in secret. Too good a thought, I didn't expect my brothers to be jealous."
But he survived, didn't he?
"There it is. It's easy to talk about if you wanted to erase it from the beginning, but it's still a big task to erase the prince. So I thought I'd ask someone familiar here."
At that time there was a knock on the door, and when the line replied, the director of the whore came in.
"Oh, Rhine, isn't it just disturbing when Atashi comes here?
"No, no, you can put the two of us together, I..."
"Oh, I'm not in the mood. So it's been a long time since we've had more than one tonight?
"And I just want to go, but I need to ask you something first. To you, the poison expert."
The face of the director of the whore is cloudy.
"Rhine... Atashi washed his legs off that road. Don't talk about it anymore."
"But knowledge isn't rusty, is it? Originally, I was the one who helped the assassin where you hit him badly. I'm not saying I forgot."
"... okay. Well, Atashi likes that kind of thing about you. So, what do you want to hear?
The director of the whore leaves himself on the wall with a sigh and arms together. There was no usual slight sarcastic expression on that face, his eyes looking sharply at the line.
"It's poisoned, of course. Is there any poison in life that would only invade human intelligence and appearance?
"It depends, but there is. It's just difficult to formulate, and when life is like safe and causing such obstacles, there are only a few people who can use it. In fact, you'll almost be left to your luck. What's that supposed to mean?
"Actually."
Rhine talks about Mustard. The director of the whore had listened seriously to the story, but eventually she started talking to her about whether she was convinced.
"I see you're invading your brain and causing anomalies not only in appearance, but also in your bones. That's the aftermath of Umbra's poison. But Umbra can die if you get the wrong amount. Normally, it's for subjects who want to kill."
"When you do... you mean you didn't have to live? No, that would be a fuss, and... well, that's okay. By the way, is it possible for a guy who's been poisoned like that to detoxify after decades?
"You can't. The horrible thing about Umbra is that it doesn't detoxify, it doesn't get out of your body. Sounds like magic can be detoxified early, but after a day, I can't do it anymore."
I see. So you're saying that mustard is a coincidence?
Line arms up and starts thinking.
"Then I have my doubts."
"What?
"No, we're talking over here"
Rhine stopped telling the director of the whore the questions that came to his mind. I didn't think this was about talking. Sometimes I can't think together in the line, but when I talk about this more than that, I feel like I can't pull in. It is also the result of Rhine's belief that he does not want to wrap up the director of the whore.
The line tries to change the subject, whatever comes to mind.
"Don't be such a jerk. How dare you poison my brother?"
"Noble power struggle is such a thing. Even Atashi doesn't know how he got hired that way when he was active."
"No, I never heard of it, but why did you leave active duty?
The line hits the director of the whore with honest questions. She looked disgusted but honestly revealed herself in her chest.
"... Atashi was usually a kind of assassin who wouldn't go to the scene just to formulate poison. If you go to the crime scene, you'll be in danger. But that's when I got on the scene pretending to be a paycheck to make it up to the scene. So Atashi's poison was supposed to take the lives of Sakura's old aristocrats. But... coincidence, just coincidence. My younger grandson drank the poison I planted in fruit juice."
"Atashi saw the child suffer in front of him. Then again, I can't work like this anymore. At the end of the day, Atashi didn't know the weight of his life. So I could do that."
"... I see. I heard bad things."
Rhine apologized to the director of the whorehouse, but she bluffed.
"That's okay. It's a fact I can't change no matter how much I regret it anymore. I've done penance a long time ago."
"... penance doesn't have to run out at all."
"Did I say something?
The words of the line were like disappearing in the mouth, so they did not seem to be heard well by the director of the whore. Seeing the line not react to his words, the director of the whore also gives up pursuing any further and leaves the room. Just one of those folds. She spoke to the line.
"Rhine, can I just give you one thing?
"What the fuck?"
"You've always regretted something. That's what they're worried about. If you can spit it out, you should spit it out, okay?
"Extra care. I appreciate your concern."
"... hopefully one day you'll have someone who can tell you everything too"
That's all the director of the whore left the room looking lonely. Leftovers of her slightly stronger fragrance drift into the room.
There were silent dance slaves and lines left in the room, but neither speaks. Dance Slaves are also silently delayed in meditation. Dance Slaves are originally silent in character. I accidentally add all kinds of tea because the line is beside me, but I don't usually talk if I don't have to.
So naturally, but you spanned silence. Eventually, the line leaked its doubts.
"I wonder who... breasted the war?
"Hmm?"
"No... nothing"
It wasn't anything, but the line has now put that question to my chest, too. It's something I can't help asking Dance Slave, and there was another serious question. But the current line had nothing to do with them.
Have you thought about the line for half an hour with questions that you can't help but forget? He was asleep in his chair at some point. Softly approaching him as a dance slave blankets him, but the line that should be sleeping his hand grabs him.
Normally, the dance slave flushed through the amazing scene, and the line naturally snapped the blanket again and circled straight on the chair. It is the custom of a line that has been forged to be able to prepare for enemy raids at any time. Dance Slaves know that too, so they don't surprise or do anything about it.
The line went straight into sleep on the chair, but the dance slave, formerly a sword, didn't even have to go to sleep, and looked up out the window softly at the starry sky so as not to disturb the rest between the bundles of lines.
Continued
That night, Rhine was talking to Dance Slave."What do you think? "I don't know... it's not the same information I've ever had."Dance Slave and Rhine were roaring face to face with each other. This is what information they gather.First of all, Dance Slave. Actually, Muster is a terribly good person, and that he could have been originally set on someone who did it, or feared. Furthermore, from the information gathered by Dance Slave, if Rhine deduces this military move from the deployment of the Legion and the flow of supplies, he will undoubtedly attack Traguslon in a few days. That was evidence that Muster had already left for Tragaslon, a report came from a watch hired by the line. If Rayfan and Rusty decide to take back the King's Capital, set aside this timing for nothing else. Preparation will be lacking in Russia, but the line thinks there are benefits as well."No... maybe it's rather the best time""What do you mean? "Think about it and see. Rusty is currently collecting fewer than 1,000 moves. Normally, this would be a rebellion or something. But""There are few soldiers in the royal castle today""Oh, there's going to be that hekatonkale though. Still, it must be an opportunity."The line snorts. In addition,"It's easy to handle after the war.""What do you mean? A dance slave slapped his neck on this. That explains Rhine calmly to her."Look, let's say you led a large army to take back the country. But Krums is already exhausted by major civil unrest and successive wars, and cannot adopt an external policy. Even bigger rebels can definitely be rubbed at the Argument Awards. This is a tough job for young Ray fans. Assuming you're the perfect recipient of the prize, there will certainly be people complaining. It's hard for lay fans with no backshield or track record to contain the older elites.""I see. Then it would be best to recapture Princess Rayfan's gesture alone.""The truth."Dance Slave seemed convinced, but the line was caught if you say something caught on."I think it's too much... but it's not refreshing"When it all goes well, Rhine remembers the words of his former superior that he is mostly just being danced over someone's palm. That's when I told you to be careful. At times like this, there's always a pit somewhere.But if you're afraid, there's nothing you can do."Did I say something? "No, we're talking over here"Rhine proceeds with a drink prepared for the whore. Careless behavior, but I can't help but think that I'm being ridiculous when I'm not drinking."I became a mercenary to stay out of this... what are you doing, I am""Are you okay? It's the line.""What? Rhine turns her eyes to Dance Slave, who seems to like she's drunk on alcohol, but her face was never serious. From its glossy lips, the words that care for him are spun."My master is. Just...""Oh, that's what we talked about. So?""So I follow what Rhine says, but if Rhine doesn't want to, he doesn't have to do it. The line is a mercenary. You should be basically free. Power has nothing to do with you. Running away here is a hand, isn't it? "You're saying I look like I can't? "I don't know if I can't... but it seems painful"Dance Slave was genuinely worried, but if you're on the line, you just looked at Dance Slave, and you didn't even locate your reply. I was sad about the dance slave for some reason."Not like always, Master... are you sure you're okay? "Besides, we have a lot of information here."View the documents that Rhine received from Muster himself. There was a mixture of diaries spelled by Muster himself long ago and notebooks that would have been spelled out in recent years.Dance Slave began reading the diary the line gave him so he could throw it away."Hmm... 116 years of experience in Krums, today I considered new measures to cure water in Trimedo. This will reduce water damage in Trimede""By the way, that construction has been transferred to execution in 119 in Krums. But the First Prince's plan.""What? That means...""Oh, the devotion of the first prince and the second prince, who were deceived by you, was, in fact, most of what Muster had in mind at a young age. But that's fine. More than that, look at the page where I fold the corners."Dance Slaves view that page as prompted. As I see it, its hands gradually tremble."What is this? "You're interrupting after your notebook has a high fever, right? That evening, Muster was invited by his brothers to dinner with him. But those records are not on the official record. I mean, I guess you wanted to put poison on it and turn off the mustard in secret. Too good a thought, I didn't expect my brothers to be jealous."But he survived, didn't he? "There it is. It's easy to talk about if you wanted to erase it from the beginning, but it's still a big task to erase the prince. So I thought I'd ask someone familiar here."At that time there was a knock on the door, and when the line replied, the director of the whore came in."Oh, Rhine, isn't it just disturbing when Atashi comes here? "No, no, you can put the two of us together, I...""Oh, I'm not in the mood. So it's been a long time since we've had more than one tonight? "And I just want to go, but I need to ask you something first. To you, the poison expert."The face of the director of the whore is cloudy."Rhine... Atashi washed his legs off that road. Don't talk about it anymore.""But knowledge isn't rusty, is it? Originally, I was the one who helped the assassin where you hit him badly. I'm not saying I forgot.""... okay. Well, Atashi likes that kind of thing about you. So, what do you want to hear? The director of the whore leaves himself on the wall with a sigh and arms together. There was no usual slight sarcastic expression on that face, his eyes looking sharply at the line."It's poisoned, of course. Is there any poison in life that would only invade human intelligence and appearance? "It depends, but there is. It's just difficult to formulate, and when life is like safe and causing such obstacles, there are only a few people who can use it. In fact, you'll almost be left to your luck. What's that supposed to mean? "Actually."Rhine talks about Mustard. The director of the whore had listened seriously to the story, but eventually she started talking to her about whether she was convinced."I see you're invading your brain and causing anomalies not only in appearance, but also in your bones. That's the aftermath of Umbra's poison. But Umbra can die if you get the wrong amount. Normally, it's for subjects who want to kill.""When you do... you mean you didn't have to live? No, that would be a fuss, and... well, that's okay. By the way, is it possible for a guy who's been poisoned like that to detoxify after decades? "You can't. The horrible thing about Umbra is that it doesn't detoxify, it doesn't get out of your body. Sounds like magic can be detoxified early, but after a day, I can't do it anymore."I see. So you're saying that mustard is a coincidence?Line arms up and starts thinking."Then I have my doubts.""What? "No, we're talking over here"Rhine stopped telling the director of the whore the questions that came to his mind. I didn't think this was about talking. Sometimes I can't think together in the line, but when I talk about this more than that, I feel like I can't pull in. It is also the result of Rhine's belief that he does not want to wrap up the director of the whore.The line tries to change the subject, whatever comes to mind."Don't be such a jerk. How dare you poison my brother?""Noble power struggle is such a thing. Even Atashi doesn't know how he got hired that way when he was active.""No, I never heard of it, but why did you leave active duty? The line hits the director of the whore with honest questions. She looked disgusted but honestly revealed herself in her chest."... Atashi was usually a kind of assassin who wouldn't go to the scene just to formulate poison. If you go to the crime scene, you'll be in danger. But that's when I got on the scene pretending to be a paycheck to make it up to the scene. So Atashi's poison was supposed to take the lives of Sakura's old aristocrats. But... coincidence, just coincidence. My younger grandson drank the poison I planted in fruit juice.""Atashi saw the child suffer in front of him. Then again, I can't work like this anymore. At the end of the day, Atashi didn't know the weight of his life. So I could do that.""... I see. I heard bad things."Rhine apologized to the director of the whorehouse, but she bluffed."That's okay. It's a fact I can't change no matter how much I regret it anymore. I've done penance a long time ago.""... penance doesn't have to run out at all.""Did I say something? The words of the line were like disappearing in the mouth, so they did not seem to be heard well by the director of the whore. Seeing the line not react to his words, the director of the whore also gives up pursuing any further and leaves the room. Just one of those folds. She spoke to the line."Rhine, can I just give you one thing? "What the fuck?""You've always regretted something. That's what they're worried about. If you can spit it out, you should spit it out, okay? "Extra care. I appreciate your concern.""... hopefully one day you'll have someone who can tell you everything too"That's all the director of the whore left the room looking lonely. Leftovers of her slightly stronger fragrance drift into the room.There were silent dance slaves and lines left in the room, but neither speaks. Dance Slaves are also silently delayed in meditation. Dance Slaves are originally silent in character. I accidentally add all kinds of tea because the line is beside me, but I don't usually talk if I don't have to.So naturally, but you spanned silence. Eventually, the line leaked its doubts."I wonder who... breasted the war? "Hmm?""No... nothing"It wasn't anything, but the line has now put that question to my chest, too. It's something I can't help asking Dance Slave, and there was another serious question. But the current line had nothing to do with them.Have you thought about the line for half an hour with questions that you can't help but forget? He was asleep in his chair at some point. Softly approaching him as a dance slave blankets him, but the line that should be sleeping his hand grabs him.Normally, the dance slave flushed through the amazing scene, and the line naturally snapped the blanket again and circled straight on the chair. It is the custom of a line that has been forged to be able to prepare for enemy raids at any time. Dance Slaves know that too, so they don't surprise or do anything about it.The line went straight into sleep on the chair, but the dance slave, formerly a sword, didn't even have to go to sleep, and looked up out the window softly at the starry sky so as not to disturb the rest between the bundles of lines.Continued
