Chapter 1641: 1641 War and Peace, Part 179 - Conference Day 7, Noon ③ -

"Shall I talk to you, Lord Maria? No, Brady Maria."

"Oh, my God, are you broken?

Arnelia put a small pause in the emergence of the abrupt Demon Society, but when she called the Demon Society into a separate room, Miriazal and Bradymaria immediately took their true nature. Miriazal killings filled with indoors against the bradymaria of a teared attitude. Maple felt the fat sweat gushing as he blued, but Tsuko, standing next to him, was flushing them as well.

The venue includes Miranda, Alberto, Elsa, Eliza, as well as Puritan Baijo and Kiyojo Poetry. It was Puritanical White Fun that broke into the two ladies who flaunted each other.

"Calm down, Brady Maria. We're here to discuss it."

"... Huh. If that's what my dear husband says."

Following the prayer of puritanical leisure, Bradymaria sat down on the couch on the spot with Posan. Miriazal also holds his kill temper to a light attitude and sits on the spot. Needless to say, those who refrained from being around took an unexpected breath. If we did badly, we would have started a battle that could destroy the Holy City right now.

Miriazal drank the tea that was served to Tsukiko, and asked him roughly when he regained his mind.

"So, what's the real purpose of you? Bradymaria."

"No, hey, all of a sudden you get to the point? Let's have more fun."

"This one doesn't have time to enjoy the joke. Unlike you in your spare time, plans are piling up."

"Oh, you don't have to live so fast. Hurry up, old man. Are you scared? Oh, has aging begun yet? It's a race that's not supposed to live that long. It's something. Has the ancient dragon's favor also expired?

"(This one...)"

To Bradymaria, who laughed Nitanita as if to see it all through, Miriazar was at her best because she would hold off on killing. It's like showing your opponent your weakness even if you feel like killing him here. Miriazal was desperately holding back his emotions.

How did you see such interaction? Puritanical leisure came into the conversation as if nothing had happened by accident.

"... there will be places where we think of each other, but as far as I'm concerned, I honestly want to ask Arnelia for assistance. The battle against the ghosts was devastating. There are not enough supplies or people on the eastern continent. The Demon Advocate doesn't have enough resources to encourage the independence of countries economically. Unlike Arnelia, we have little direct jurisdiction"

"Hmm. It's the word of a tyrant who summoned a surviving great name and twisted his neck together. Besides, the four demons will have it. Four houses that haven't given a lot of help in the ghost crusade would be saving a lot of money?

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"After all this fighting, the idiots who did nothing came only to share. I thought it would be better if we didn't have any useless items together, until we disposed of them. I think you'd do the same thing, wouldn't you?

"... well."

"Plus I don't know it's any horsebone, and I don't have a back shield. Four families don't give assistance. I see what you mean."

That much was said, and Miriazal put on his arms and thought about it. The situation on the eastern continent is grasped to some extent by contact from Poetry, intelligence agents, or other collaborators. It was thought that Puritanical White Fun's statement was muscular.

Assuming that Bradymaria's power was used to exterminate the Four Houses, if there were no one to move the wealth, everything would be lost. Even though the powerful ruler is puritanical leisure, the economical ruler is the Four Demons. Miriazal can also predict that Puritanical White Fun is not in a position to do everything the way he wants. No matter how extravagant Puritanical White Fun is, the organization just doesn't move.

However, it was also true that it was difficult to imagine that as many schemers as Puritanical Baiyu would come aboard this continent just to beg for assistance. Miriazar asked Puritanical White Fun.

"I accepted the situation. Let's hear your specific request first."

"Firstly, the signing of a formal trade treaty between us and your continent. Relaxation of provisions relating to armed merchant vessels and others in order to conduct even more stable trade, although maritime routes are relatively secure. I'd like to set up a branch of our Demon Society on this continent, if possible."

"Well, don't hesitate to say it."

"Not for free, of course. Let us present the means to solve the problems that this continent currently has and the forces of war."

"Wow that specifically provides the strength of Atashi and his deliveries. Until the rest of the black magicians are eliminated."

To the exact suggestion, the gaze of Arnelia's side gathered in Miriazar. It was Bradymaria who was considered the most troublesome force of black magicians. To counter them, it is no exaggeration to say that Stervese and the ancient warcraft are asked to stay in Arnelia. That's all the opponents have offered to come here.

This will be a good opportunity, but whether or not we can just accept those powerful things. Miranda next door speaks as Miriazal worries about judgment.

"I have a question for you, too."

"I don't remember giving you permission to express yourself, human."

Killing from Brady Maria catches Miranda. That's the only pressure a regular person would likely pass out, but Miranda kept calmly asking questions.

Continued

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