"... at first about two thousand years ago. The trigger was the fairies' appeal. All of a sudden, we were contacted that the settlement of our own people was gone. And when I investigated the cause, I found out why."
"How come the others don't notice? Even True Dragon didn't seem to notice."
"You don't know how close you are to nature. And no one, not even the Spirit Knight, noticed the fact. You can't just be intimate with one kind of spirit. If you are to realize, you are capable of communicating with multiple spirits and not drowning in the exercise of power. Only those who can be treated naturally and with mercy to the Spirit as they breathe will be able to realize this fact. Among the Five Wise Men, only me and Yerasha could do it."
The look on Orangeable's face seemed truly unfortunate. heartfelt, is the expression he can see regretting. An expression that can hardly be found in black magicians. It was an unexpected expression because I expect Puritan Bai Fun to be a reciprocal speaker, but Puritan Bai Fun has no reason to know that.
"Then what do you realize at the moment?"
"It would be the clan on the other shore, me, your lord, Notice, Dragreo, Stervese, and a few others. It's time for Gwendorf to realize, but I'm not sure. Lord, when did you hear that?"
"At an early age, when I was dying. At that time, my strength became stronger, and I felt obsessed with living. For me it was a journey to despair with hope, but it is the purpose of my life."
"Have you turned despair into food for life? I wish people were stronger than your Lord."
Orangeable's words were sincere, but Puritanical Baihan overtook him. The look was similar to giving up.
"Each man's life is his own, let me and your lord know that it is not possible to impose. That's why we went into action ready to be resented for a thousand years.
But has anyone ever noticed?
"Think of where you're dead, Meeshattress, the Demon King with some power. And so did the man Aldrius."
"The world is full of dull hearts. I don't know if it's just the Futuristic Eye owner who realizes. But you've heard the name of Aldrius every now and again. No direct knowledge, but who was it?
"I don't know. He was like a man with knowledge of all the key people in the world. He was good at analysis and analysis, pursuing the mystery of this world with greed. It wasn't strange to know what heartbeat meant in the process, but it was as if it wasn't a wind of interest. Speaking of which, I thought you and your lord knew each other."
Purity White Fun thought of it a little, but I still shook my wear.
"It's from the west continent, isn't it? You don't look like this one, and you know it, but you don't remember."
"I wasn't in disguise, but I kept changing my surrounding perceptions and traveled about a year on this continent unnoticed. You were a terribly long man, basically, of sorcery. You must be pretending to be a merchant or something before the Lord, but you may not have done anything in particular.
Even I was a man who didn't know what he was thinking. I tried to kill him, I couldn't kill him, then I couldn't catch him plotting to draw him into my people, and I have offered him the means to extend his life, at least to postpone his decision, but I also refused to do so. He was a very difficult person to have at all. I didn't even know what he wanted until the end, but you didn't seem to be obsessed with living.
Aldrius was unwrapping my magic formation from one end, but when I showed up in front of him, I stopped it perfectly. I should have realized more about its nature and purpose than I could disarm that magic formation, but I guess it was going around disarming it just to fish me out. He was a really unreadable, creepy man. "
"Don't be intrigued to make me fear high elves. I wanted to talk to you if you were alive."
Oranzebul also nodded at the words of Puritanical White Fun.
"Neither do I. At the time I learned to be depressed and even angry, but now I might have sat back a little more and listened to him. I wonder how you could get in my way in a way like a burning blade. Being water in a burning stone is what he said himself.
And the apprentice is Alphilis. But it was time for my master to defy me. "
"Rumored female mercenary? What can humans do alone?"
"Will the Lord say it? But you're right. I'm letting him swim now, but he's going to rally forces against me all over the place. Isn't that convenient?"
"Are you setting something up"
"Absolutely. Along with the clan on the other shore, it's a key."
"What the hell is that woman called Alphilis?"
"It's" The Witch, "Puritanical White Fun. A true witch."
Orangeable's words had weight. Puritanical leisure also perceived what the word meant.