Chapter 1757: 1757 War and Peace, Part 295 - Conference Day 9, Morning ⑥ -

"What's this?

"I was connecting Atashi to Euwayne, cord"

To an unexpected word, Poetry is about to take a small box off.

"Hey, what's up?"

"You wouldn't be surprised, would you? I heard that even humans are something to preserve in remembrance, and they can be a good catalyst for magic. Wow. You're upset."

"I am a magician!

"In the sense that we deal with curses, we'll have something in common, won't we? Either way, it should be easy to track. I'll take care of it. Wow."

Shino looked down at the box and was still thinking. Sure, with this, we'll be able to track it down. But the result...

But even Shino's concerns are mentioned by Bradymaria.

"I don't have to go that far, maybe Euwayne's dead. The Butlers would know right away that Atashi is here, and it's weird that he's not out of tune. Instead, if you get your face out now, I'll kill you. Wow.

I can't just release sensors for the whole city, and I just want to make sure. I told you, didn't I? He said he still cares. "

It is certainly imperative to invite extra ripples if a demon strikes a wide range of sensors in a place like this.

Miriazar told him to whisper as he drew his face closer to Poetry again.

"If you're selling a charm to someone, it's no harm selling it to me, huh? It's true that you like it for humans. Even if humans from all over the world were to die, I'd let you and Master Bai live."

"... as Tyran's turn, is it?

In the words of Shino, the eyes of Girari and Bradymaria lit up.

"It's good to be around you, right? But it's true I like you. Atashi has no son, but no daughter. You know what that means?

"Two forces are possible, I suppose."

"Exactly. Even though the athlete is in law, she welcomes her daughter. You're not gonna think of anything other than you, are you? I wouldn't even think about other daughters if they were Tiran's slaves most of all, but if they were going to leave their will behind, they'd have nothing but you.

Do you have the honor?

Brady Maria's eyes are straight and uninteresting. That's why Poetry was still horrible. I only think about the extent of worms crawling through the ground, such as humans, and I look down on them because they are supposed to. I don't care if he's alive, but he's a perfectly fine person to kill with some kind of clap.

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Poetry was distressed by the response, but he spun his head to the fullest to look for a problem-free response.

"... it's certainly an honor to talk to you, but either way it will be too early for Lord Tyran. Lord Tyran will grow up, and if you want me, you should think about it then."

"Heh heh, you did a good job, didn't you? But so is Atashi, but the demon never lets go of the person he likes once until he dies. I'm sure Tyran likes it.

And it won't take two more years for Tyran to grow into an adult-like body. It never grows as slowly as humans do. Look forward to it, lest it belong to anyone until then. All right?

Hearing Bradymaria giggle behind her back, Poetry followed the scene with dazzling thoughts.

"My king, I have an offer to see you."

Soldiers catch sight of Swendle relaxing in the tent. No visible calamity bugs have been placed during the day. As a result, envoys from other countries used to apply to take a look, but they were all left to Voff and Anneclose to deal with.

When it comes to what Swendre should do, it's about having fun with Orlowarge. From time to time, Annecloses told us that it was routine to get rid of them in moderation. What do you mean you have an offer to look at yourself?

On the contrary, Swendle woke herself up attracted interest.

"No Annecloses and Voffs?

"That's..."

"That's what I came here for."

A slightly joking tone was heard from behind the soldier. And when the soldier fell, a woman stood behind him, hiding her face in a hood. From the entrance of the tent, she could not see inside in a collision, and as she thrust the collapsed soldier into a place where she could not see quickly, the woman advanced in front of Swendle as she slipped.

The assassin, or Orlowarge, entered in front of Swendle to shelter himself. but Swendle pushed his shoulder away and advanced himself in front of the assassin.

"She's an interesting woman. Someone."

"Affiliated with the Demon Society, fourth place obedient. It's in the ceremonial capital."

"In fourth place, if it's a region, there's enclosure. You mean someone in a good position? You could come as an official messenger, secretly."

"Eh heh, that's Swendle the Wise King. Talk fast."

When the capital got down on one knee and thanked his subordinates, he started talking.

Continued

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