Chapter 534: Escape 1
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Day three from incarceration.
The meal was put three times a day with simplicity and, with regard to excretion, it was allowed to use magic to turn off sounds and smells.
Pathetic was Brian Luo, who can't use that kind of magic, and because the hallway side of the cell is completely lattice (like this) and has no shield, he has defeated the table as a sorry blindfold, and has done his excretion with care.
Or so I suggested to Shario that I do it for him.
"A brave man can forcefully escape jail if he has a few seconds, even with his bare hands. Whatever your luggage is, I'm not going to let Brian Luo hide in magic on purpose."
And I got poked.
"No, that's okay. I'm sorry, it's ugly."
"Because we are each other..."
Some strange sympathy gathered in Brian Luo, from which I could speak a little intimately with him. I mean, we only have about a chat. I can't even begin to get laid in jail because I'm free.
... That's what I did when I was locked in a junction cell.
"What's going on out there in the country? Are you still standing in line for as long as a clean, splendid building like the royal palace can see?
"That's it... well, it's quite possibly the size of being rich."
"Mr. Angelos' home was bigger than this royal palace, right?"
"What is that Angelos...?
"Eh, which one of us is Mr. Andy's bitch..."
"I'm a colleague. A colleague. He's the same Trotman I am, and he's doing ten lengths in the Celesta Army."
"... Trot and Celesta are another country, right? Why do you belong so badly...?
"Well, it's going to be a long story... but I have plenty of time, and can I talk to you? Trot and Celesta have been at war many times..."
Mostly me and Apple talk to Brian over the iron lattice, and occasionally Tess gets a hand in it. Naia often falls asleep wondering if the king died lightly and let down his mind.
I was wondering if those days were still going on, and if it was time for my hands and feet to shrivel, arrowheads.
"Hmm...?
Shario looks back at the iron door he's hiding behind. When we stopped chatting, we were apparently knocked.
"Shario, take turns."
"Leila.... why, I wouldn't need a replacement etc"
"Presbyterians have protested. I am personally indebted to the elders. I don't feel comfortable fighting if I have to."
"... chip. He's useless."
"Your story makes you look a lot more human."
"... Huh"
Shario leaves with a light glance at Leila.
"... what do you mean? He said he looked human."
Leila sighs when I hit the question out of curiosity.
"Dragons are basically what you don't expect others to do."
... Oh, you mean like it's normal "human" to use your people to act like an organization.
"So, what do you mean, protest? Now that the liner has its advantages, it's only natural to speak differently from the dragons..."
"Nothing else. You are unjustly imprisoned. If the liner forcibly eliminates the dragon by any means other than what the dragon admits, he will ask about his qualities as a dragon rider…"
"... there's something I don't admit."
"Of course it is. The only reason dragons don't get their hands on it is because they respect dragon riders. If you have no qualities as a dragon rider and you mean to flatly ignore the covenant, then Master Liner is just a close being to the evil dragon. So you can't resign to Andy Smythson's sanctioned salvation of authenticity, or move with force to avenge it."
"... you're letting me in that far"
"Because there is widespread distrust of Master Liner.... However, there is also a pre-construction that Master Reiner is moving by the will of Queen Sterna. So far, discussing qualities in a standout way won't break the liner."
"... that's a hassle"
"Absolutely."
Leila tells us to take sides.
"So, are we going to get out?
It's not a bad conversation. Then I'll try to find out.
but Layla shook her head.
"There's nothing moving about you guys. As Mr. Reiner said, you are Carlwin's handbills (cards) for use in diplomacy as a nation. First, we're going to wait for the rest of the outside world to reach this valley."
"I don't think that's gonna work."
…………
Layla lays her eyes down at the end of the conversation.
Another half day or so later, Richard Grance and Beatrice Tregia visited him in prison.
"Mr. Brian. And, Mr. Naia."
"Dear Naia Grance."
In contrast to Richard, who looks at Brian and Naia in agony, Beatrice looked down at Naia, who was a little chesty.
"Beatrice."
"You won't look big on me forever, Brian. I'm a brave captain now."
"... Brave men, chief?
He kind of wants to brag about his birth.... I thought I'd say a little bit about whether this kid has any thoughts about the coup, but he seems to be a brave man and the sun is shallow, and he doesn't have to think anything about it.
I guess King Jeddah won't have anything in mind anyway.
"I was formed yesterday. … certifying all three hundred brave candidates from the training center as brave men, we will prepare for future defense as its captain…"
"Three hundred...?
Naia looks surprised.
"The training center could accommodate about 10% of it at best..."
"After you disappeared, the training center was enhanced by Princess Sterna's prophecy. It was decided that liners could operate by using dragons to get more meat for the food demons."
Brian tells me quietly.
"But... no matter how much talent you find, do you put them into battle? Most people haven't trained in a year..."
"That's what we're going to work out. With all that, I don't feel like losing out on how many demons there are. Lady Reiner."
Contrary to Beatrice, who is good at it, Richard, your expression doesn't float.
"I... I haven't even been a brave man for a year. I do my best by myself. And the liner... he's scared."
"There's no way we're seriously fighting each other, okay?"
"... I just can't argue. Beatrice, even if there's something you don't care about, do you think I could poke you in the liner?
"... it"
"His presence following the dragon is overwhelming. But with all that power... no, let's not."
Richard, you chewed your lips gently and interrupted the subject yourself.
"Yes, Mr. Naia. I want you to tell me something. This flashing sword has the power to kill demons..."
Have Richard try to lift the flashing sword that was hanging on his hips (along with what was likely to be another weapon, which had been confiscated before he went to jail). Speaking of which, are you going to be an authentic heir now?
So even though Layla didn't open it, the iron door opened softly.
"Excuse me."
Gah, and suddenly he beats me, Leila flying down the hallway and blowing up to the back wall. Involved inevitably in it, Richard, you fly with him, and Beatrice, barely spared the convolutions because of his small size, takes a flashing sword that rolls on the floor and sets it up.
"Who!
"Phew!!
Who doesn't answer what, and the jumping shadow kicks Beatrice too, kicking the lattice in the cell with tremendous force without stopping the movement.
"I'm here to help, Master Smythson. In the meantime."
"Ray!? Why are you doing this..."
"There will no longer be any point in persuading from the inside. This is a waste of time."
Rey reaching out. I panic because I didn't expect to come so forcefully to help at this time, but Ray is certainly right.
Until I obeyed you because you had no winning chance of frontal collision with the liner on that spot, I don't even think the liner or Queen Sterna would lend our ears to our words ahead.
"Yes, let's go, guys... Brian, you're coming too!
"That being said, I can't get out unless you do something about the jail..."
Beatrice got up while I was mottled to get Brian out. Apparently Ray's kick was guarded.
"Wait, you guys..."
Standing up, take out the bracelet and fit it, grab the flashing sword again and stare at this one.
Instead of Ray, who was folding the lattice of the cell, Tetes advanced against its Beatrice.
"Ha, I feel open.... Uh, can I have that back?
"... licked my mouth!
Beatrice to fly.
But Tetes stayed handless, challenging that Beatrice from the front...... no.
No, it's not.
There, there is no Tetes......!!
"Taken... Huh!?
Gah, and a flashing sword striking the stone floor.
Tetes behind it. It's classic phantom magic.
"Something's going on like you."
Saying in a bright tone, he relentlessly waves his elbow on Beatrice's cheek as he turns around, then continues and slaps him to the ground with an arch-drawn kakakato drop.
... Oh, you're a girl, so give him a break... I don't know what the situation is, but isn't it too rash?
"Yes, Mr. Naia. Let's have it."
"... Flashing Sword"
Naia takes a flashing sword that slips to the ground, and hits her patterned ass on her head to excite herself, then tightens her expression.
"... let's go"
(cont 'd)
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Day three from incarceration.
The meal was put three times a day with simplicity and, with regard to excretion, it was allowed to use magic to turn off sounds and smells.
Pathetic was Brian Luo, who can't use that kind of magic, and because the hallway side of the cell is completely lattice (like this) and has no shield, he has defeated the table as a sorry blindfold, and has done his excretion with care.
Or so I suggested to Shario that I do it for him.
"A brave man can forcefully escape jail if he has a few seconds, even with his bare hands. Whatever your luggage is, I'm not going to let Brian Luo hide in magic on purpose."
And I got poked.
"No, that's okay. I'm sorry, it's ugly."
"Because we are each other..."
Some strange sympathy gathered in Brian Luo, from which I could speak a little intimately with him. I mean, we only have about a chat. I can't even begin to get laid in jail because I'm free.
... That's what I did when I was locked in a junction cell.
"What's going on out there in the country? Are you still standing in line for as long as a clean, splendid building like the royal palace can see?
"That's it... well, it's quite possibly the size of being rich."
"Mr. Angelos' home was bigger than this royal palace, right?"
"What is that Angelos...?
"Eh, which one of us is Mr. Andy's bitch..."
"I'm a colleague. A colleague. He's the same Trotman I am, and he's doing ten lengths in the Celesta Army."
"... Trot and Celesta are another country, right? Why do you belong so badly...?
"Well, it's going to be a long story... but I have plenty of time, and can I talk to you? Trot and Celesta have been at war many times..."
Mostly me and Apple talk to Brian over the iron lattice, and occasionally Tess gets a hand in it. Naia often falls asleep wondering if the king died lightly and let down his mind.
I was wondering if those days were still going on, and if it was time for my hands and feet to shrivel, arrowheads.
"Hmm...?
Shario looks back at the iron door he's hiding behind. When we stopped chatting, we were apparently knocked.
"Shario, take turns."
"Leila.... why, I wouldn't need a replacement etc"
"Presbyterians have protested. I am personally indebted to the elders. I don't feel comfortable fighting if I have to."
"... chip. He's useless."
"Your story makes you look a lot more human."
"... Huh"
Shario leaves with a light glance at Leila.
"... what do you mean? He said he looked human."
Leila sighs when I hit the question out of curiosity.
"Dragons are basically what you don't expect others to do."
... Oh, you mean like it's normal "human" to use your people to act like an organization.
"So, what do you mean, protest? Now that the liner has its advantages, it's only natural to speak differently from the dragons..."
"Nothing else. You are unjustly imprisoned. If the liner forcibly eliminates the dragon by any means other than what the dragon admits, he will ask about his qualities as a dragon rider…"
"... there's something I don't admit."
"Of course it is. The only reason dragons don't get their hands on it is because they respect dragon riders. If you have no qualities as a dragon rider and you mean to flatly ignore the covenant, then Master Liner is just a close being to the evil dragon. So you can't resign to Andy Smythson's sanctioned salvation of authenticity, or move with force to avenge it."
"... you're letting me in that far"
"Because there is widespread distrust of Master Liner.... However, there is also a pre-construction that Master Reiner is moving by the will of Queen Sterna. So far, discussing qualities in a standout way won't break the liner."
"... that's a hassle"
"Absolutely."
Leila tells us to take sides.
"So, are we going to get out?
It's not a bad conversation. Then I'll try to find out.
but Layla shook her head.
"There's nothing moving about you guys. As Mr. Reiner said, you are Carlwin's handbills (cards) for use in diplomacy as a nation. First, we're going to wait for the rest of the outside world to reach this valley."
"I don't think that's gonna work."
…………
Layla lays her eyes down at the end of the conversation.
Another half day or so later, Richard Grance and Beatrice Tregia visited him in prison.
"Mr. Brian. And, Mr. Naia."
"Dear Naia Grance."
In contrast to Richard, who looks at Brian and Naia in agony, Beatrice looked down at Naia, who was a little chesty.
"Beatrice."
"You won't look big on me forever, Brian. I'm a brave captain now."
"... Brave men, chief?
He kind of wants to brag about his birth.... I thought I'd say a little bit about whether this kid has any thoughts about the coup, but he seems to be a brave man and the sun is shallow, and he doesn't have to think anything about it.
I guess King Jeddah won't have anything in mind anyway.
"I was formed yesterday. … certifying all three hundred brave candidates from the training center as brave men, we will prepare for future defense as its captain…"
"Three hundred...?
Naia looks surprised.
"The training center could accommodate about 10% of it at best..."
"After you disappeared, the training center was enhanced by Princess Sterna's prophecy. It was decided that liners could operate by using dragons to get more meat for the food demons."
Brian tells me quietly.
"But... no matter how much talent you find, do you put them into battle? Most people haven't trained in a year..."
"That's what we're going to work out. With all that, I don't feel like losing out on how many demons there are. Lady Reiner."
Contrary to Beatrice, who is good at it, Richard, your expression doesn't float.
"I... I haven't even been a brave man for a year. I do my best by myself. And the liner... he's scared."
"There's no way we're seriously fighting each other, okay?"
"... I just can't argue. Beatrice, even if there's something you don't care about, do you think I could poke you in the liner?
"... it"
"His presence following the dragon is overwhelming. But with all that power... no, let's not."
Richard, you chewed your lips gently and interrupted the subject yourself.
"Yes, Mr. Naia. I want you to tell me something. This flashing sword has the power to kill demons..."
Have Richard try to lift the flashing sword that was hanging on his hips (along with what was likely to be another weapon, which had been confiscated before he went to jail). Speaking of which, are you going to be an authentic heir now?
So even though Layla didn't open it, the iron door opened softly.
"Excuse me."
Gah, and suddenly he beats me, Leila flying down the hallway and blowing up to the back wall. Involved inevitably in it, Richard, you fly with him, and Beatrice, barely spared the convolutions because of his small size, takes a flashing sword that rolls on the floor and sets it up.
"Who!
"Phew!!
Who doesn't answer what, and the jumping shadow kicks Beatrice too, kicking the lattice in the cell with tremendous force without stopping the movement.
"I'm here to help, Master Smythson. In the meantime."
"Ray!? Why are you doing this..."
"There will no longer be any point in persuading from the inside. This is a waste of time."
Rey reaching out. I panic because I didn't expect to come so forcefully to help at this time, but Ray is certainly right.
Until I obeyed you because you had no winning chance of frontal collision with the liner on that spot, I don't even think the liner or Queen Sterna would lend our ears to our words ahead.
"Yes, let's go, guys... Brian, you're coming too!
"That being said, I can't get out unless you do something about the jail..."
Beatrice got up while I was mottled to get Brian out. Apparently Ray's kick was guarded.
"Wait, you guys..."
Standing up, take out the bracelet and fit it, grab the flashing sword again and stare at this one.
Instead of Ray, who was folding the lattice of the cell, Tetes advanced against its Beatrice.
"Ha, I feel open.... Uh, can I have that back?
"... licked my mouth!
Beatrice to fly.
But Tetes stayed handless, challenging that Beatrice from the front...... no.
No, it's not.
There, there is no Tetes......!!
"Taken... Huh!?
Gah, and a flashing sword striking the stone floor.
Tetes behind it. It's classic phantom magic.
"Something's going on like you."
Saying in a bright tone, he relentlessly waves his elbow on Beatrice's cheek as he turns around, then continues and slaps him to the ground with an arch-drawn kakakato drop.
... Oh, you're a girl, so give him a break... I don't know what the situation is, but isn't it too rash?
"Yes, Mr. Naia. Let's have it."
"... Flashing Sword"
Naia takes a flashing sword that slips to the ground, and hits her patterned ass on her head to excite herself, then tightens her expression.
"... let's go"
(cont 'd)
Day three from incarceration.The meal was put three times a day with simplicity and, with regard to excretion, it was allowed to use magic to turn off sounds and smells.Pathetic was Brian Luo, who can't use that kind of magic, and because the hallway side of the cell is completely lattice like this and has no shield, he has defeated the table as a sorry blindfold, and has done his excretion with care.Or so I suggested to Shario that I do it for him."A brave man can forcefully escape jail if he has a few seconds, even with his bare hands. Whatever your luggage is, I'm not going to let Brian Luo hide in magic on purpose."And I got poked."No, that's okay. I'm sorry, it's ugly.""Because we are each other..."Some strange sympathy gathered in Brian Luo, from which I could speak a little intimately with him. I mean, we only have about a chat. I can't even begin to get laid in jail because I'm free.... That's what I did when I was locked in a junction cell."What's going on out there in the country? Are you still standing in line for as long as a clean, splendid building like the royal palace can see? "That's it... well, it's quite possibly the size of being rich.""Mr. Angelos' home was bigger than this royal palace, right?""What is that Angelos...? "Eh, which one of us is Mr. Andy's bitch...""I'm a colleague. A colleague. He's the same Trotman I am, and he's doing ten lengths in the Celesta Army.""... Trot and Celesta are another country, right? Why do you belong so badly...? "Well, it's going to be a long story... but I have plenty of time, and can I talk to you? Trot and Celesta have been at war many times..."Mostly me and Apple talk to Brian over the iron lattice, and occasionally Tess gets a hand in it. Naia often falls asleep wondering if the king died lightly and let down his mind.I was wondering if those days were still going on, and if it was time for my hands and feet to shrivel, arrowheads."Hmm...? Shario looks back at the iron door he's hiding behind. When we stopped chatting, we were apparently knocked."Shario, take turns.""Leila.... why, I wouldn't need a replacement etc""Presbyterians have protested. I am personally indebted to the elders. I don't feel comfortable fighting if I have to.""... chip. He's useless.""Your story makes you look a lot more human.""... Huh"Shario leaves with a light glance at Leila."... what do you mean? He said he looked human."Leila sighs when I hit the question out of curiosity."Dragons are basically what you don't expect others to do."... Oh, you mean like it's normal "human" to use your people to act like an organization."So, what do you mean, protest? Now that the liner has its advantages, it's only natural to speak differently from the dragons...""Nothing else. You are unjustly imprisoned. If the liner forcibly eliminates the dragon by any means other than what the dragon admits, he will ask about his qualities as a dragon rider""... there's something I don't admit.""Of course it is. The only reason dragons don't get their hands on it is because they respect dragon riders. If you have no qualities as a dragon rider and you mean to flatly ignore the covenant, then Master Liner is just a close being to the evil dragon. So you can't resign to Andy Smythson's sanctioned salvation of authenticity, or move with force to avenge it.""... you're letting me in that far""Because there is widespread distrust of Master Liner.... However, there is also a pre-construction that Master Reiner is moving by the will of Queen Sterna. So far, discussing qualities in a standout way won't break the liner.""... that's a hassle""Absolutely."Leila tells us to take sides."So, are we going to get out? It's not a bad conversation. Then I'll try to find out.but Layla shook her head."There's nothing moving about you guys. As Mr. Reiner said, you are Carlwin's handbills cards for use in diplomacy as a nation. First, we're going to wait for the rest of the outside world to reach this valley.""I don't think that's gonna work." Layla lays her eyes down at the end of the conversation.Another half day or so later, Richard Grance and Beatrice Tregia visited him in prison."Mr. Brian. And, Mr. Naia.""Dear Naia Grance."In contrast to Richard, who looks at Brian and Naia in agony, Beatrice looked down at Naia, who was a little chesty."Beatrice.""You won't look big on me forever, Brian. I'm a brave captain now.""... Brave men, chief? He kind of wants to brag about his birth.... I thought I'd say a little bit about whether this kid has any thoughts about the coup, but he seems to be a brave man and the sun is shallow, and he doesn't have to think anything about it.I guess King Jeddah won't have anything in mind anyway."I was formed yesterday. certifying all three hundred brave candidates from the training center as brave men, we will prepare for future defense as its captain""Three hundred...? Naia looks surprised."The training center could accommodate about 10% of it at best...""After you disappeared, the training center was enhanced by Princess Sterna's prophecy. It was decided that liners could operate by using dragons to get more meat for the food demons."Brian tells me quietly."But... no matter how much talent you find, do you put them into battle? Most people haven't trained in a year...""That's what we're going to work out. With all that, I don't feel like losing out on how many demons there are. Lady Reiner."Contrary to Beatrice, who is good at it, Richard, your expression doesn't float."I... I haven't even been a brave man for a year. I do my best by myself. And the liner... he's scared.""There's no way we're seriously fighting each other, okay?""... I just can't argue. Beatrice, even if there's something you don't care about, do you think I could poke you in the liner? "... it""His presence following the dragon is overwhelming. But with all that power... no, let's not."Richard, you chewed your lips gently and interrupted the subject yourself."Yes, Mr. Naia. I want you to tell me something. This flashing sword has the power to kill demons..."Have Richard try to lift the flashing sword that was hanging on his hips along with what was likely to be another weapon, which had been confiscated before he went to jail. Speaking of which, are you going to be an authentic heir now?So even though Layla didn't open it, the iron door opened softly."Excuse me."Gah, and suddenly he beats me, Leila flying down the hallway and blowing up to the back wall. Involved inevitably in it, Richard, you fly with him, and Beatrice, barely spared the convolutions because of his small size, takes a flashing sword that rolls on the floor and sets it up."Who! "Phew!! Who doesn't answer what, and the jumping shadow kicks Beatrice too, kicking the lattice in the cell with tremendous force without stopping the movement."I'm here to help, Master Smythson. In the meantime.""Ray!? Why are you doing this...""There will no longer be any point in persuading from the inside. This is a waste of time."Rey reaching out. I panic because I didn't expect to come so forcefully to help at this time, but Ray is certainly right.Until I obeyed you because you had no winning chance of frontal collision with the liner on that spot, I don't even think the liner or Queen Sterna would lend our ears to our words ahead."Yes, let's go, guys... Brian, you're coming too! "That being said, I can't get out unless you do something about the jail..."Beatrice got up while I was mottled to get Brian out. Apparently Ray's kick was guarded."Wait, you guys..."Standing up, take out the bracelet and fit it, grab the flashing sword again and stare at this one.Instead of Ray, who was folding the lattice of the cell, Tetes advanced against its Beatrice."Ha, I feel open.... Uh, can I have that back? "... licked my mouth! Beatrice to fly.But Tetes stayed handless, challenging that Beatrice from the front...... no.No, it's not.There, there is no Tetes......!!"Taken... Huh!? Gah, and a flashing sword striking the stone floor.Tetes behind it. It's classic phantom magic."Something's going on like you."Saying in a bright tone, he relentlessly waves his elbow on Beatrice's cheek as he turns around, then continues and slaps him to the ground with an arch-drawn kakakato drop.... Oh, you're a girl, so give him a break... I don't know what the situation is, but isn't it too rash?"Yes, Mr. Naia. Let's have it.""... Flashing Sword"Naia takes a flashing sword that slips to the ground, and hits her patterned ass on her head to excite herself, then tightens her expression."... let's go"cont 'd
