Chapter 45: 45 Little girls, let's help.

- There's no library.

Imperial capital Philus Filia. There is a well-controlled, well-managed standing army that always moves only by order of the Emperor, the capital of the Empire, also said to be the capital of the Martial Arts from his own country, from other countries. I get a martial impression if I hear of the capital where the army resides, but it also excels when it comes to academics, has great management of information, and some large libraries that can be proud of other countries. The more I retroactively keep books even written at the time of my founding. It's a great way to do research.

Yes, I heard about Shuiming before he left the house - whether you're looking for a city or a city, you'll never find a building like that. Although it would be more correct to say that we cannot find it in this case.

"What...?

It's not like Shuiming is directional tone deafness. Sure, I've been lost in Astel's castle, Camelia, but without it, this city called Philus Filia is hard to understand the structure. The main street is fine, but when you get into a branched road, no matter how far you go or wander, there's only a house. I go in a strange direction because I'm in it, and I don't want to turn back, and I can't get through this maze of streets.

Stop and look around. Pushing sideways all the way to the pleasure district, there is a bright red brick residential neighborhood ahead. What is wrong with it? This does not allow us to purchase information about Yingjie's summons.

Corner, I didn't know you had the environment to analyze the subpoena.

I figured I'd do something about it using magic without being weird, its arrowheads...

"Out of the way, is. Please, step aside."

I can hear a familiar and adorable voice, using a distinctive separation. But the spinned word weaves a thorn of irritation that cannot be hidden from a flat voice. When Shuiming turned around, there was a girl there who looked familiar.

A red-purple twin tail and a well-decorated eyelid, a bizarre outfit called Gothic Lolita while in different worlds. Again, it looks familiar. That's not what I forget.

Yes, it didn't have to be Liliana Zandaik, the girl I met in the stuffing. But he's not alone right now, apparently. Two men in a hooded red teary robe stand in front of her, facing each other. None of the things I've seen and heard seem like we're talking amicably.

One crack of the robe tells Liliana, as if to teach a deaf child.

"I just need you to tell your father what I told you earlier."

"Terrible,. I'm not in a position to pinch my mouth to the Colonel's policy."

"Do something there. He wants us to be adults."

"Don't make me say the same thing over and over again"

The man is politely asking for it. Liliana, on the other hand, says it has no benefit, but it doesn't look like she's pulling back on the man. Then the other robe man, provocatively pointed his voice,

"Even if we ask so much, can't you ask?

"That's right. So..."

"Then I can't help it. Let me give you a painful look."

One crack in the red tea hood reveals magic in his outer circumference and mouths disturbing determinations complaining before it is so violent. He instantly gave out a cane the same length as his arm. Liliana, on the other hand, has nothing to be frightened of or surprised at, but just narrows her eyes and asks questions.

"Knowing me as one of the Twelve Yukies, do you say that?

"What? An imperial human weapon? He's always a big fan! I don't know what you're talking about, kid!

"If you can't do me this favor, I can't help it. It's about crying to your father at best."

... I don't know about the details, but apparently there's trouble rolling in front of me. In short, a picture of an adult who's not even busy trying to bully a young girl? Given that Liliana seems to be in the army, I guess not.

(But I'm a kid and...)

It doesn't taste good to run into an occasion like this and turn back. I don't have an in-laws to help you, but I don't have a reason to overlook you. Walk out to the visible position and call out to your audience.

"Uh, I'm sorry I'm taking you in."

"What, you?

"Are you..."

The three turn to Shuiming simultaneously. They all have different facial expressions, similar to the distorted face when the defect is attributed to them, to the suspicious face, and to the surprise when they find the face they know. Each.

"Trying to bully little girls here is a good hobby, you guys."

"Hmm? It doesn't matter. He's got to pull in!

"You don't either. If only I'd stayed in this situation."

"Well, what are these occasions?

"This is where adults bully kids."

"It's up to you how you receive it, because you say that after seeing this robe?

"Do you have a robe of that color?

A man with a harsh tone makes a statement that makes us smell our strength, but it's not something we learned from basic Mitsumi. When he answered with ridicule to his bragging voice, the face of the man with the tone turned into something that passed through frustration in an instant.

"Gi, there are countrymen who don't even know about the special robes given to the high ranking owners of the guild..."

In the meantime, Liliana calls a mixed voice of vigilance.

"What, are you going to?

"Hmm? I was just walking down the street, and it was weird."

"You said you stuck your neck in it? It has absolutely nothing to do with you."

And Liliana pokes. I'm not going to get involved, so just go away. She says behind a smoky attitude of mediation, hiding such profound feelings.

Don't bluff about it. You heard better in tone,

"What do you know?

"No, nothing."

"Oh, I've known you a while back, and then I'm letting you be a little close,"

"Eh! You are!

When I told her to soak up a white lie, Liliana seemed upset. Peeling her tongue out so that she doesn't see it. I know you're thinking about this one, trying to penetrate irrelevance, but I've already decided on this belly. I am willing to engage.

"Well, isn't that irrelevant?"

"Then I'll have you look into your painful eyes, too"

Along with the two words, the magic that starts to grow. A man with a loud tone also puts out his cane and is he in a state of war? When I took my gaze off the men, there was Liliana, who turned sideways like a fright, whilst in her heart she said that the place of Empire might be a noisier city than she thought.

"... are you stupid, and you? If you pretended you didn't know that, you'd have had nothing to do with it. It would be more irrelevant than that. It's stupid."

"Stupid is terrible. You know, abandoning the little girl and going somewhere, it's just fucked because today's dreams are about to suck. I mean, what the hell's wrong with this?

"It's none of your business. Stay back. The opponent is also an Imperial Wizard Guild, a highly-ranked user."

"Don't worry about it."

and the fold in which Shuiming rejected Liliana's order,

"Can you afford to talk about it?

and a mixed pointer of ridicule, a man with a crude tone knits a surgical ceremony. The expanding magic disappears from the edge released as if it were being subjected to something, exponentially accelerating the rate of construction of the surgical formula. To the magic that is getting faster and faster with the intervention of the elements, then a spell chant that arouses it.

"- It's flames. Red Blaze!"

Is it almost keyword-only magic? The flaming pillar, which burned without even placing a moment, moves in tandem with it when a man with a crude tone waves his arm to eight letters. the movement of its arms. Finally, the formation of the flame came together, or the man with a crude tone waved the flame, whose sword changed as much, towards Liliana. Attack from the left towards. It's a blind spot for Liliana with an eye band.

But Liliana dodges it in inches, and the flaming sword is slammed to the ground. Flame shards flying around.

When its swinging and evasive rewards were repeated over several degrees, the area was filled with flaming red and a scorching odor.

Did the flaming sword blur, Liliana also has some of her clothes burned.

"Heh, not as much as your mouth, is it, human weapon? Aren't you on the defensive side? Ha, I knew it was such a feat, you're lying, aren't you?

"It's a story about martial arts made on the battlefield and other things that were made to look good. children like you worked on the battlefield, etc., and still to improve Colonel Rogue's own position.

It must be a clever creation false to "

Men who mock not fighting back or throw insults at Liliana. To their statements like that, Liliana's signs waver into swordswallowing for a moment. But the men didn't realize it, and Liliana, with her usual voice mixed with a twitch,

"Aim for the blind spot, and to the extent that it is scratched, I don't know if it will..."

As soon as she speaks that way, the pressure on the men grows. It's Liliana's business. Mizumi has also received this before, but not the ratio when she was stuffed. We're going to maximize the density of magic and take control of the place. It means a great deal to put it in a dispute between magicians and to have a good range of magic. If your dominant area widens, you will not be able to block or inhibit the opponent's magic activation.

"Wha..."

Can a man with a crude tone also afford to be vicious? By the cursory side, a man with a murky tone chants a spell.

"Ku - don't lick it! Wind, thou hast long..."

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Wind magic. Probably just a passing self is not in my eyes, Liliana. I would aim. Mizumi, who predicts so, can magic his index finger, while manipulating the surrounding events.

"Hey there flame, I'll borrow it"

and gather the excess flames scattered around in the center of the magic formation built in front of your fingertips, as if you would even rent an eraser from a friend in the next seat. The flames did not originally exist, but they gathered at the fingertips of Shuiming as if they had been hung up early, and concentrated on a dark red flame.

"Nah...... ah? Oh, my flames!?

A man in a crude tone, distracted by an obscure consternation. Stare at the water and ask questions with a mixed voice with surprises.

"What the hell are you doing? ⁉"

"Nothing. I told you. Borrow it."

"I can't do that..."

No, no. Shuiming, yes, speculates ahead of the man's words and exhales as if frightened.

"That's the guys here. Wherever you go, you deny the mystery in front of you. Normally, we should think about how that happened first."

"What a mess! Say what the fuck you did!

"I would have borrowed it. Finish the procedure or keep the controls a little tighter. Then there's too much waste. I won't."

When Shuiming throws up, the man with the grumpy tone re-knits the magic he was interrupting.

"- The wind. Thou shalt be long."

"Fly."

In contrast, Shuiming shoots out the flames he has taken into tow. In front of dense flames, such as the magic of wind knitted by a man with a whispering tone, there is a breeze. Magically knitted wind pressure is swallowed by the air currents caused by flames that have turned into magic and disappear without daring.

So Shuiming moves without getting her hair in. Throughout the valley instead of illuminating stars with a combined thumb and middle finger, the arms of a man with a tone of humor are almost simultaneously pierced by the gaze of Shuiming. The petty, good sound of the pussy and fingersnap sounds. The man's wand was smashed and scattered before the explosion. And I can see, an empty body in my jumped arm.

"Disappeared -"

When you gasify, you hear the time as well, a voice of amazement. The smoked body instantly reached in front of a man with a whispering tone and set up a system that simultaneously struck each other with a blow.

The pressed palm is already fitted with a pair of gloves. When magic is poured in, it reveals its effect as a magic object. A bundle of nerves clustered in the back of the body, the plexus, makes a transmission error due to the effect of the glove of gloves, making a fierce scream.

The scream of agony did not rise. Shortly after raising it, the man, who let go of consciousness in shock, peels his white eyes on the spot and falls down.

Looking next door, the man with the crude tone seemed to have been crushed by mighty magic, blowing bubbles in front of Liliana and falling.

Make sure it's all over, and Liliana says something.

"Let's change places."

Leaving the men abandoned, Shuiming and Liliana moved the place to a point where they seemed to be able to pretend they didn't know about the earlier events. A little further from the upstream compartment, the brick laying turned gray and a long time ago at the roadside of the compartment, the two of whom stopped.

He pays for the dirt on his skirt and gives me a thorny voice, just like Liliana said she didn't mean it.

"Totally, unnecessary care is this."

and a slightly angry word. Shuiming ignores it and asks her.

"So, what were those guys earlier?

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Well, yeah."

"And what are you doing here?

"What is it, I'm just walking away? Sure - was that Liliana?

"I don't remember you naming me… How do you know my name?

"Hmm? I don't..."

"Really? I get it. Is it a shame that the gendarmerie has been a good prosecutor lately, a hobby or a hobby? So here we are today..."

"Chicken. I asked my brother-in-law about the filling. How can you be a stickler?"

"I know. It's a little joke. 'Cause there's no way I can put this on."

"You..."

Sewing confidence in a flat voice, meditation. Shuiming drops her shoulders like she's tired to Liliana, who naturally combines cool things and gives her a monstrous look. I'm telling you not to make jokes with a serious face. It's hard to understand.

When Liliana's attitude is troubled and Shuiming is exhaling strangely, the magic around her spins rapidly. In turn, signs spread around the area that the poison or acid had the feeling of putting on the skin. different than earlier, the same as when it was a stuffing, this was

"It's time to answer and get it. What are you doing here?

Liliana changes her eyes sharply and asks.

The cityscape in sight was in the background, as if it were clear even directly above the heated asphalt, and the surroundings were vaguely sumptuous with a swing that did not pass the time and came from the influence of Liliana's heightened magic.

It's a question that made the pressure say something.

Mizuming made an invincible laugh to be inspired by that change, then he wants to flaunt his shoulders and whisper lightly, like the Europeans and Americans.

"What. Don't foreigners have to walk? You did the same thing to live in this country, didn't you?

"This is a very close place to the upstream section. If you wander around unnecessarily, you can't help thinking you're suspicious. Answer me."

"I think they're better off earlier."

Liliana just said she wouldn't let you say yes or no. I did say Ensign Imperial. If she is also a soldier, is this quality job part of the job? There are some parts of it that don't fall in love with it, but that's okay.

Shuiming, who doesn't need to be stubborn, changes from her light-hearted body and confesses.

"I'm looking back at the library. He's famous for his empire."

"Imperial Library, is it"

"I need to check something out. See, this is it..."

So Shuiming shows Liliana what a handwritten map she got from Gilberto.

"... how is it that you can tell me, and you are. Don't ask me."

"Fine, tell me. I'll buy you some sweets."

"I don't want to. Do not treat me like a child. And the map is wrong."

"Mm..."

Something tells me to point it out. Sounds like a good one. But what is wrong? "It's still wrong," Liliana affirmed, as Shuiming glanced at her face, carefully reviewing the map.

"... those legit bad lollies. You lied to me."

Gilberto Griga, head of the district where Shuiming lives. You feel comfortable with Refill, or when you find time, you come to visit me at home and slap me on the hateful with Shuiming - which is relevant, he drew me happy saying that I would draw a map this day when I told him I was going to the library. I know you were in a good mood, but whatever that is, a little extravagant in character from the tone.

I thought so, but if I opened the lid, it seemed like a lot of mess.

To Liliana's words, "I'm four wrong streets," Shuiming could only sigh, "Seriously." And then there's anger, anger and curse against Jilberto.

"Uh, so how do I get there from here?

"So, I am"

"Okay. Let's increase the number of treats to three. You know what I mean?

"Why are you trying to fish with sweets?"

"Don't you like sweets? So you'd rather have a toy or something?

"Oh, you..."

Liliana shudders with a pull at Mizumi who doesn't listen to her. But when she realizes that there will be no beneficial dissolution, or as if to announce the triumph of the Gorillas of Shuiming, she releases a heartfelt sigh.

"... ok. Follow me as I guide you."

"I'm sorry. I'll definitely buy you sweets, so give me a break."

"I don't want to. Get away from me as soon as you're done."

I don't even have a bite.

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