Chapter 848: Sand Capital Disturbance 4
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Mr. Carlos was passed into a separate room in his mansion, and Special Agent Becker, the hundred, is surrounded by maids as soon as he sits in his chair.
Lay that aside, and Mr. Jose will nibble and explain.
"It's jizzy makeup. If you hide your face poorly all over the city, it's like you're willing to touch it. I wouldn't rely on it as a disguise, but Auga doesn't like to remember the faces of other races in detail. It would be a lot better than walking."
"I think Jose is the one who stands out..."
Flash-haired chimpy fashion dark elves.
It's not uncommon in Talk, and Jose wouldn't want to be remembered too much if it was going to be a little.
but Mr. Jose shrugged his shoulder.
"I'm Becker and I hide differently. Especially this time the other guy's an orgasm. Yeah, well, the phantom won't break."
"... I see"
The Auga don't like magic. Less talented than humans.
If a skilled phantom user hides in his mind, he will not be blamed instead of remembering his face.
After a while, Special Agent Becker, a hundred men, gets up after the makeup.
If you look closely, you can tell with him, but when you look at him, he turns 60 or so years old.
"Don't laugh. I don't even want to look like this, but the attitude of" Trident "is still static. Now, when my son-in-law thinks I've got my hands on it, it's gonna be a war for the whole Tulk."
"If you've become such an important person, you should have grown up..."
"Well, that's true, because the intelligence brigade originally has a token of Ashton's husband's child. There's no way I'm out of here. Besides, according to the wind direction, we might have to protect the Trident. We have to stay in Tulk."
"It's tough..."
"Right now, I have bigger troubles here than that kind of position issue. You."
"... excuse me. But you can't overlook it."
"Uh, uh, I know. But the resurgence of the Fire Dragon War is the worst scenario. That's all I'm asking."
I don't think it's going to be a firedragon war, even if I accidentally do (that's the one where the whole dragon tribe of the continent got up, so it shouldn't be the one where one of the riders died).
But well, if Lyda and Emma care about that, in a day, Talk will be a world of death. That would mean the same "worst end" for the residents of Tulk as the Fire Dragon War, including Mr. Carlos and Special Agent Becker Hundred.
"I'm letting the Emmas wait at Mr. Cosmos's. I know what's going on here."
"Really?"
"It's the same thing right in front of you that in your Dragon hearing opponent you said you were 1 or 2 kilometers away. If you call me by my name normally now, I'll be right there. I won't let you come."
"... now, but you convinced me to wait a long time. As far as the battle of Carlwin is concerned, the dragon rider is so absolute that he can't speak of obedience."
"... that's why.... You know, Emma, Lleda. When you get your hands on me here, I'll show you my heart with strength."
Stab the nail again at two people at Cosmos headquarters, a few blocks away, who would still have their ears clear in my voice.
Dragon values, ethics, say, 'Give strength with your heart is called good, and evil with your power is your heart'.
It's Lyla's word.
They'll have to restrain themselves to keep me a good one, a "great rider".
Special Agent Becker hundreds of people who look complicated when they see it. You want to say, "That's what I was pulling in, rather than you coming forward with that".
Totally true, but no more repetition.
"... then it's operation confirmation. Let's get this over with. The purpose of this one is to search for and secure whore Isabel.... life-and-death, state-wise, the mission is over when it comes true. That's good."
"... uh"
"I can't abandon the possibility that this stream is dead at all, and be prepared to humiliate you to the point where the border between your ass and your manko is ripped open and made into one hole. Those assholes aren't enough for a normal race hole. It's actually often the case that a young woman on the move is attacked by some of the orgasms and is a corpse like that. But even then, the contact with the Tower will be over when we can secure it. Revenge, revenge. That revenge is out of the question."
…………
"If it doesn't seem possible, you stay here. I'm sorry to tell you, but if that's gonna make a pissed off grand slaughter, then really do it to us. Be Carlos' husband. It doesn't make sense. It's better if we pretend not to see it.... just move me or" Red Sand "and you'll have done it."
To the words of Special Agent Becker Hundred, take a deep breath.
Switch your feelings to that on the battlefield.
I am not the ruler of this situation. Don't think so. Follow the "orders" and just do your best.
Whatever's going on with Mr. Isabel, we'll be done there when we find him. That's the "order".
Tell yourself that.
I'm still a soldier. So you should be able to protect it.
"... Roger that. … and that's it"
"Oh.... actually, these internal fights are quite happening. Actually, I'm also waking up 'Trident'. You've seen him before, too, grandpa from earlier generations. I hear this was the situation even before that one was set on the building beam.... I can't even try to force this stuff to end from the outside. The people inside crush each other, drain each other, feel exhausted and powerless, and then slowly fit in."
Special Agent Becker Hundred tells him to comfort himself.
It's kind of like a really old story because of its aging appearance.
"By the time the 'Tower' guys do, Onyx and 'Trident' will have a grand mouth to pinch. But if you hurry up and stick your hands in while you're healthy, he's bound to be in terrible shape.... you'll be refreshed if you hit 'Tower' in full. But there will always be resentment there. When it comes to where it's headed next, it's Cosmos HQ and Onyx that's more suspicious than Isabel's information is already in a state where we can find some. If you get attacked with dignity by the" Tower, "you'll see."
"... it's a troublesome world, isn't it"
"Oh.... it's a hassle for people to live next to each other"
Still.
It was Celesta who chose it, it was Talc, and it was us.
And now I have more to do than sink my feelings into the worst imagination.
"Let's go"
"All right, good boy"
An old facedSpecial Agent Becker, a hundred men, strokes my head pounding, and nods and flirts with Mr. Jose.
Me and Aurora follow suit. That's right, Mr. Seema is waiting here.
"Tower Emblem" uses the symbol of the tower, as its name suggests.
But that seems to be just imagining a thick and ambitious single corner, not that there's actually a tower in the talc.
"If it's a civil union, I wish I'd built something that's a symbol."
"Once built, they collapsed and became catastrophic because of bad ground or cluttered construction. And then they didn't build it."
"... as a civil engineer, I really don't know."
While public speaking with Special Agent Becker Hundred, I look around just with my eyes.
The orgasms are murderous, the inhabitants who are not are frightened and disappear into the alley on a small run to hide themselves.
"You have bad air"
"Right. Well, I don't want to stay long."
It's more natural to act like a stray traveler than to try to blend in weird. Either way, I or Aurora's Gentile odor can't go away.
Besides, when it comes to their territory, the facade is just a section of a normal Tulk residential area or shopping district. There is no reason to go in and out and be blamed.
For now, we were using Onyx's sources to find out where a man named Lucky Homer lived and walked in the vicinity.
No matter how much, there won't always be a bad guy in a place like that, but Mr. Isabelle's clue... or maybe there's a bad guy's clue.
"Good afternoon. I'd like to ask you a few questions. May I?"
"I'm sorry about the rubbing."
Even if Aurora speaks to the residents who were walking around it, they quickly escape.
The bribe bags that Special Agent Becker advised 100 people to prepare, courtesy in places like this, are also swaying somewhat behind Aurora's back.
"I might have said it in a way that smelled like rubbing..."
"The Aurora Decathlon doesn't loose too much atmosphere. More white elves. I can't help but think you don't want to get involved in the detour."
"This is still going to be a lot softer than when I was in my hometown."
"It still doesn't feel comfortable with the common people."
Special Agent Becker Hundred (old) speaks to another nearby opponent in an accustomed manner.
This one went smoothly, and the bribe bag I had hidden in my cape passed safely to the other.
"... looks like Isabelle was sniffing around here yesterday too. And a while ago, another horny woman came along."
"You're Mr. Cosmos..."
"Thinking is the same."
"At least as of yesterday, it's a good ingredient."
And, speaking face-to-face, some swordswallowing eyed orga emerges from a large orga house nearby.
"Hey you guys..."
"She's one of them."
The orgasms look down from their large figures and intimidate them.
"Chick, if you think I took the money, it's instant chick... which woman is that?"
Special Agent Becker returns the hundred.
Did the orgasms get annoyed with the uninspiring Secret Service Hundred, or suddenly one of them hits the ground hard with a stick in his hand?
Heavy hitting and ground shaking caused me to unwittingly brace myself.
"It's not that stupid!
"Brother, I'm in trouble. Let's crush it and bury it. I don't care if you get picked up."
The leading orga lifts the edge of his lips with a vicious face.
"I don't know what to do... yes, the woman. Take it off here. Wouldn't it be interesting to have a strip show miserably with the poor body of an elf? If you don't like it, give me that weak guy's arm... here's what I'll do."
pointing to me, and... out of my big fists, my tingly, thin brown arms dripped. It's bloody.
My blood is about to boil back and I'm trembling.
But the next moment, Aurora was moving.
"It's a good hobby. You don't have to hesitate to hurt me."
Laughs, eyes instantly zoomed, and steps in in between leading orgasms in an instant.
Sink yourself at your feet.
"...... ha!!
From beneath his belly, he rises as he shakes his knife up.
The leading orga was danced high in the shock waves.
A few people behind me are stunned by the incredible sight.
It crashes as it destroys a nearby crate in seconds, with Aurora slowly pulling out her sword on its back.
"Now, how would you like me to pay for the insult"
"Hey, what... is this woman a monster"
"Kid, I care. Hey, Rolf, hit him with that, to mince...... Rolf?
An orga with a stick also kneels down disappointingly and falls forward. At the edge of his sight, Mr. Jose's blowing of an arrow appeared for a moment and was disappearing.
Special Agent Becker Hundred picks up the "arm" that the first orga dropped out of his hand.
It's a woman's arm. It has been severed from around the middle of both arms.
"What do you guys mean by 'that woman'... is that the lord of these arms?
He stares at the orgasms, and gives Aurora the knife.
"What do you think? Why is only my arm here?"
"Eh... Temehe and the rest of what mon"
"It's this way you're asking questions, young man.... except for the arms. You say you ate it? Some demons look like orgasms these days. I shouldn't. I have to get rid of it."
"Ku, eat it! He... cut himself and left me!
The Augs answered Agent Becker's hundred questions.
"From the state of my arms, yes, not hours ago. If we can stop the bleeding in time, it should be enough to help."
"You're impotent. They grabbed me, so I cut my arm off and ran away."
Special Agent Becker Hundred and Mr. Jose follow the bloodstains that follow from the Aegis of the Augs. Me and Aurora follow it desperately.
Hi. They're just voicemails, and I hear the other augs are chasing Mr. Isabelle around.
For what magic can be used, I'd like to bet on the chances that my chaser can deceive me, but Mr. Jose and Aurora also strike a question mark where magic can be used for such cleverness with no one arm and significant bleeding.
"I'm wondering if we should regret it a little sooner or if we should be happy that it's worth the run to some extent keeping up with things......!
"... not good"
I get lost again.
Should we call the Emmas in order to get ahead of the Augs? Should we just stop?
The Emmas might be able to follow Mr. Isabel's footsteps and traces of sorcery on the run.
But if we get this far and let him intervene, he will make a difference in his promises to Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Carlos.
What sets the promise apart will also turn your back on your faith as a dragon rider.
Dragons and riders also have strong promises, a contractual relationship. Don't cheaply scorn it for feelings.
But if you miss now, I'll kill someone who's within my reach.
No... I may not make it anymore. It's too late for anything, and I might just break my word.
... even if so, does it matter?
Keep it up.
"E......"
"We made it!
looks back a long time.
From behind us, there was a familiar Beast daughter rushing by.
With her breath out, the bright white hairy fox beast daughter gestures and invites us greatly.
"Hey, hurry up... help me! Isabelle..."
"Found it!?
"You mean they found it...... and it's this way anyway!
Fulfill.
In the abandoned house in the Glades...... Mr. Isabel was lying on Mr. Cosmos' knee pillow.
"... you're here"
"... I haven't moved the dragon yet"
Right now, it was close.
We caught up with her when she lost one arm... without using the dragon.
(cont 'd)
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Mr. Carlos was passed into a separate room in his mansion, and Special Agent Becker, the hundred, is surrounded by maids as soon as he sits in his chair.
Lay that aside, and Mr. Jose will nibble and explain.
"It's jizzy makeup. If you hide your face poorly all over the city, it's like you're willing to touch it. I wouldn't rely on it as a disguise, but Auga doesn't like to remember the faces of other races in detail. It would be a lot better than walking."
"I think Jose is the one who stands out..."
Flash-haired chimpy fashion dark elves.
It's not uncommon in Talk, and Jose wouldn't want to be remembered too much if it was going to be a little.
but Mr. Jose shrugged his shoulder.
"I'm Becker and I hide differently. Especially this time the other guy's an orgasm. Yeah, well, the phantom won't break."
"... I see"
The Auga don't like magic. Less talented than humans.
If a skilled phantom user hides in his mind, he will not be blamed instead of remembering his face.
After a while, Special Agent Becker, a hundred men, gets up after the makeup.
If you look closely, you can tell with him, but when you look at him, he turns 60 or so years old.
"Don't laugh. I don't even want to look like this, but the attitude of" Trident "is still static. Now, when my son-in-law thinks I've got my hands on it, it's gonna be a war for the whole Tulk."
"If you've become such an important person, you should have grown up..."
"Well, that's true, because the intelligence brigade originally has a token of Ashton's husband's child. There's no way I'm out of here. Besides, according to the wind direction, we might have to protect the Trident. We have to stay in Tulk."
"It's tough..."
"Right now, I have bigger troubles here than that kind of position issue. You."
"... excuse me. But you can't overlook it."
"Uh, uh, I know. But the resurgence of the Fire Dragon War is the worst scenario. That's all I'm asking."
I don't think it's going to be a firedragon war, even if I accidentally do (that's the one where the whole dragon tribe of the continent got up, so it shouldn't be the one where one of the riders died).
But well, if Lyda and Emma care about that, in a day, Talk will be a world of death. That would mean the same "worst end" for the residents of Tulk as the Fire Dragon War, including Mr. Carlos and Special Agent Becker Hundred.
"I'm letting the Emmas wait at Mr. Cosmos's. I know what's going on here."
"Really?"
"It's the same thing right in front of you that in your Dragon hearing opponent you said you were 1 or 2 kilometers away. If you call me by my name normally now, I'll be right there. I won't let you come."
"... now, but you convinced me to wait a long time. As far as the battle of Carlwin is concerned, the dragon rider is so absolute that he can't speak of obedience."
"... that's why.... You know, Emma, Lleda. When you get your hands on me here, I'll show you my heart with strength."
Stab the nail again at two people at Cosmos headquarters, a few blocks away, who would still have their ears clear in my voice.
Dragon values, ethics, say, 'Give strength with your heart is called good, and evil with your power is your heart'.
It's Lyla's word.
They'll have to restrain themselves to keep me a good one, a "great rider".
Special Agent Becker hundreds of people who look complicated when they see it. You want to say, "That's what I was pulling in, rather than you coming forward with that".
Totally true, but no more repetition.
"... then it's operation confirmation. Let's get this over with. The purpose of this one is to search for and secure whore Isabel.... life-and-death, state-wise, the mission is over when it comes true. That's good."
"... uh"
"I can't abandon the possibility that this stream is dead at all, and be prepared to humiliate you to the point where the border between your ass and your manko is ripped open and made into one hole. Those assholes aren't enough for a normal race hole. It's actually often the case that a young woman on the move is attacked by some of the orgasms and is a corpse like that. But even then, the contact with the Tower will be over when we can secure it. Revenge, revenge. That revenge is out of the question."
…………
"If it doesn't seem possible, you stay here. I'm sorry to tell you, but if that's gonna make a pissed off grand slaughter, then really do it to us. Be Carlos' husband. It doesn't make sense. It's better if we pretend not to see it.... just move me or" Red Sand "and you'll have done it."
To the words of Special Agent Becker Hundred, take a deep breath.
Switch your feelings to that on the battlefield.
I am not the ruler of this situation. Don't think so. Follow the "orders" and just do your best.
Whatever's going on with Mr. Isabel, we'll be done there when we find him. That's the "order".
Tell yourself that.
I'm still a soldier. So you should be able to protect it.
"... Roger that. … and that's it"
"Oh.... actually, these internal fights are quite happening. Actually, I'm also waking up 'Trident'. You've seen him before, too, grandpa from earlier generations. I hear this was the situation even before that one was set on the building beam.... I can't even try to force this stuff to end from the outside. The people inside crush each other, drain each other, feel exhausted and powerless, and then slowly fit in."
Special Agent Becker Hundred tells him to comfort himself.
It's kind of like a really old story because of its aging appearance.
"By the time the 'Tower' guys do, Onyx and 'Trident' will have a grand mouth to pinch. But if you hurry up and stick your hands in while you're healthy, he's bound to be in terrible shape.... you'll be refreshed if you hit 'Tower' in full. But there will always be resentment there. When it comes to where it's headed next, it's Cosmos HQ and Onyx that's more suspicious than Isabel's information is already in a state where we can find some. If you get attacked with dignity by the" Tower, "you'll see."
"... it's a troublesome world, isn't it"
"Oh.... it's a hassle for people to live next to each other"
Still.
It was Celesta who chose it, it was Talc, and it was us.
And now I have more to do than sink my feelings into the worst imagination.
"Let's go"
"All right, good boy"
An old facedSpecial Agent Becker, a hundred men, strokes my head pounding, and nods and flirts with Mr. Jose.
Me and Aurora follow suit. That's right, Mr. Seema is waiting here.
"Tower Emblem" uses the symbol of the tower, as its name suggests.
But that seems to be just imagining a thick and ambitious single corner, not that there's actually a tower in the talc.
"If it's a civil union, I wish I'd built something that's a symbol."
"Once built, they collapsed and became catastrophic because of bad ground or cluttered construction. And then they didn't build it."
"... as a civil engineer, I really don't know."
While public speaking with Special Agent Becker Hundred, I look around just with my eyes.
The orgasms are murderous, the inhabitants who are not are frightened and disappear into the alley on a small run to hide themselves.
"You have bad air"
"Right. Well, I don't want to stay long."
It's more natural to act like a stray traveler than to try to blend in weird. Either way, I or Aurora's Gentile odor can't go away.
Besides, when it comes to their territory, the facade is just a section of a normal Tulk residential area or shopping district. There is no reason to go in and out and be blamed.
For now, we were using Onyx's sources to find out where a man named Lucky Homer lived and walked in the vicinity.
No matter how much, there won't always be a bad guy in a place like that, but Mr. Isabelle's clue... or maybe there's a bad guy's clue.
"Good afternoon. I'd like to ask you a few questions. May I?"
"I'm sorry about the rubbing."
Even if Aurora speaks to the residents who were walking around it, they quickly escape.
The bribe bags that Special Agent Becker advised 100 people to prepare, courtesy in places like this, are also swaying somewhat behind Aurora's back.
"I might have said it in a way that smelled like rubbing..."
"The Aurora Decathlon doesn't loose too much atmosphere. More white elves. I can't help but think you don't want to get involved in the detour."
"This is still going to be a lot softer than when I was in my hometown."
"It still doesn't feel comfortable with the common people."
Special Agent Becker Hundred (old) speaks to another nearby opponent in an accustomed manner.
This one went smoothly, and the bribe bag I had hidden in my cape passed safely to the other.
"... looks like Isabelle was sniffing around here yesterday too. And a while ago, another horny woman came along."
"You're Mr. Cosmos..."
"Thinking is the same."
"At least as of yesterday, it's a good ingredient."
And, speaking face-to-face, some swordswallowing eyed orga emerges from a large orga house nearby.
"Hey you guys..."
"She's one of them."
The orgasms look down from their large figures and intimidate them.
"Chick, if you think I took the money, it's instant chick... which woman is that?"
Special Agent Becker returns the hundred.
Did the orgasms get annoyed with the uninspiring Secret Service Hundred, or suddenly one of them hits the ground hard with a stick in his hand?
Heavy hitting and ground shaking caused me to unwittingly brace myself.
"It's not that stupid!
"Brother, I'm in trouble. Let's crush it and bury it. I don't care if you get picked up."
The leading orga lifts the edge of his lips with a vicious face.
"I don't know what to do... yes, the woman. Take it off here. Wouldn't it be interesting to have a strip show miserably with the poor body of an elf? If you don't like it, give me that weak guy's arm... here's what I'll do."
pointing to me, and... out of my big fists, my tingly, thin brown arms dripped. It's bloody.
My blood is about to boil back and I'm trembling.
But the next moment, Aurora was moving.
"It's a good hobby. You don't have to hesitate to hurt me."
Laughs, eyes instantly zoomed, and steps in in between leading orgasms in an instant.
Sink yourself at your feet.
"...... ha!!
From beneath his belly, he rises as he shakes his knife up.
The leading orga was danced high in the shock waves.
A few people behind me are stunned by the incredible sight.
It crashes as it destroys a nearby crate in seconds, with Aurora slowly pulling out her sword on its back.
"Now, how would you like me to pay for the insult"
"Hey, what... is this woman a monster"
"Kid, I care. Hey, Rolf, hit him with that, to mince...... Rolf?
An orga with a stick also kneels down disappointingly and falls forward. At the edge of his sight, Mr. Jose's blowing of an arrow appeared for a moment and was disappearing.
Special Agent Becker Hundred picks up the "arm" that the first orga dropped out of his hand.
It's a woman's arm. It has been severed from around the middle of both arms.
"What do you guys mean by 'that woman'... is that the lord of these arms?
He stares at the orgasms, and gives Aurora the knife.
"What do you think? Why is only my arm here?"
"Eh... Temehe and the rest of what mon"
"It's this way you're asking questions, young man.... except for the arms. You say you ate it? Some demons look like orgasms these days. I shouldn't. I have to get rid of it."
"Ku, eat it! He... cut himself and left me!
The Augs answered Agent Becker's hundred questions.
"From the state of my arms, yes, not hours ago. If we can stop the bleeding in time, it should be enough to help."
"You're impotent. They grabbed me, so I cut my arm off and ran away."
Special Agent Becker Hundred and Mr. Jose follow the bloodstains that follow from the Aegis of the Augs. Me and Aurora follow it desperately.
Hi. They're just voicemails, and I hear the other augs are chasing Mr. Isabelle around.
For what magic can be used, I'd like to bet on the chances that my chaser can deceive me, but Mr. Jose and Aurora also strike a question mark where magic can be used for such cleverness with no one arm and significant bleeding.
"I'm wondering if we should regret it a little sooner or if we should be happy that it's worth the run to some extent keeping up with things......!
"... not good"
I get lost again.
Should we call the Emmas in order to get ahead of the Augs? Should we just stop?
The Emmas might be able to follow Mr. Isabel's footsteps and traces of sorcery on the run.
But if we get this far and let him intervene, he will make a difference in his promises to Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Carlos.
What sets the promise apart will also turn your back on your faith as a dragon rider.
Dragons and riders also have strong promises, a contractual relationship. Don't cheaply scorn it for feelings.
But if you miss now, I'll kill someone who's within my reach.
No... I may not make it anymore. It's too late for anything, and I might just break my word.
... even if so, does it matter?
Keep it up.
"E......"
"We made it!
looks back a long time.
From behind us, there was a familiar Beast daughter rushing by.
With her breath out, the bright white hairy fox beast daughter gestures and invites us greatly.
"Hey, hurry up... help me! Isabelle..."
"Found it!?
"You mean they found it...... and it's this way anyway!
Fulfill.
In the abandoned house in the Glades...... Mr. Isabel was lying on Mr. Cosmos' knee pillow.
"... you're here"
"... I haven't moved the dragon yet"
Right now, it was close.
We caught up with her when she lost one arm... without using the dragon.
(cont 'd)
Mr. Carlos was passed into a separate room in his mansion, and Special Agent Becker, the hundred, is surrounded by maids as soon as he sits in his chair.Lay that aside, and Mr. Jose will nibble and explain."It's jizzy makeup. If you hide your face poorly all over the city, it's like you're willing to touch it. I wouldn't rely on it as a disguise, but Auga doesn't like to remember the faces of other races in detail. It would be a lot better than walking.""I think Jose is the one who stands out..."Flash-haired chimpy fashion dark elves.It's not uncommon in Talk, and Jose wouldn't want to be remembered too much if it was going to be a little.but Mr. Jose shrugged his shoulder."I'm Becker and I hide differently. Especially this time the other guy's an orgasm. Yeah, well, the phantom won't break.""... I see"The Auga don't like magic. Less talented than humans.If a skilled phantom user hides in his mind, he will not be blamed instead of remembering his face.After a while, Special Agent Becker, a hundred men, gets up after the makeup.If you look closely, you can tell with him, but when you look at him, he turns 60 or so years old."Don't laugh. I don't even want to look like this, but the attitude of" Trident "is still static. Now, when my son-in-law thinks I've got my hands on it, it's gonna be a war for the whole Tulk.""If you've become such an important person, you should have grown up...""Well, that's true, because the intelligence brigade originally has a token of Ashton's husband's child. There's no way I'm out of here. Besides, according to the wind direction, we might have to protect the Trident. We have to stay in Tulk.""It's tough...""Right now, I have bigger troubles here than that kind of position issue. You.""... excuse me. But you can't overlook it.""Uh, uh, I know. But the resurgence of the Fire Dragon War is the worst scenario. That's all I'm asking."I don't think it's going to be a firedragon war, even if I accidentally do that's the one where the whole dragon tribe of the continent got up, so it shouldn't be the one where one of the riders died.But well, if Lyda and Emma care about that, in a day, Talk will be a world of death. That would mean the same "worst end" for the residents of Tulk as the Fire Dragon War, including Mr. Carlos and Special Agent Becker Hundred."I'm letting the Emmas wait at Mr. Cosmos's. I know what's going on here.""Really?""It's the same thing right in front of you that in your Dragon hearing opponent you said you were 1 or 2 kilometers away. If you call me by my name normally now, I'll be right there. I won't let you come.""... now, but you convinced me to wait a long time. As far as the battle of Carlwin is concerned, the dragon rider is so absolute that he can't speak of obedience.""... that's why.... You know, Emma, Lleda. When you get your hands on me here, I'll show you my heart with strength."Stab the nail again at two people at Cosmos headquarters, a few blocks away, who would still have their ears clear in my voice.Dragon values, ethics, say, 'Give strength with your heart is called good, and evil with your power is your heart'.It's Lyla's word.They'll have to restrain themselves to keep me a good one, a "great rider".Special Agent Becker hundreds of people who look complicated when they see it. You want to say, "That's what I was pulling in, rather than you coming forward with that".Totally true, but no more repetition."... then it's operation confirmation. Let's get this over with. The purpose of this one is to search for and secure whore Isabel.... life-and-death, state-wise, the mission is over when it comes true. That's good.""... uh""I can't abandon the possibility that this stream is dead at all, and be prepared to humiliate you to the point where the border between your ass and your manko is ripped open and made into one hole. Those assholes aren't enough for a normal race hole. It's actually often the case that a young woman on the move is attacked by some of the orgasms and is a corpse like that. But even then, the contact with the Tower will be over when we can secure it. Revenge, revenge. That revenge is out of the question." "If it doesn't seem possible, you stay here. I'm sorry to tell you, but if that's gonna make a pissed off grand slaughter, then really do it to us. Be Carlos' husband. It doesn't make sense. It's better if we pretend not to see it.... just move me or" Red Sand "and you'll have done it."To the words of Special Agent Becker Hundred, take a deep breath.Switch your feelings to that on the battlefield.I am not the ruler of this situation. Don't think so. Follow the "orders" and just do your best.Whatever's going on with Mr. Isabel, we'll be done there when we find him. That's the "order".Tell yourself that.I'm still a soldier. So you should be able to protect it."... Roger that. and that's it""Oh.... actually, these internal fights are quite happening. Actually, I'm also waking up 'Trident'. You've seen him before, too, grandpa from earlier generations. I hear this was the situation even before that one was set on the building beam.... I can't even try to force this stuff to end from the outside. The people inside crush each other, drain each other, feel exhausted and powerless, and then slowly fit in."Special Agent Becker Hundred tells him to comfort himself.It's kind of like a really old story because of its aging appearance."By the time the 'Tower' guys do, Onyx and 'Trident' will have a grand mouth to pinch. But if you hurry up and stick your hands in while you're healthy, he's bound to be in terrible shape.... you'll be refreshed if you hit 'Tower' in full. But there will always be resentment there. When it comes to where it's headed next, it's Cosmos HQ and Onyx that's more suspicious than Isabel's information is already in a state where we can find some. If you get attacked with dignity by the" Tower, "you'll see.""... it's a troublesome world, isn't it""Oh.... it's a hassle for people to live next to each other"Still.It was Celesta who chose it, it was Talc, and it was us.And now I have more to do than sink my feelings into the worst imagination."Let's go""All right, good boy"An old facedSpecial Agent Becker, a hundred men, strokes my head pounding, and nods and flirts with Mr. Jose.Me and Aurora follow suit. That's right, Mr. Seema is waiting here."Tower Emblem" uses the symbol of the tower, as its name suggests.But that seems to be just imagining a thick and ambitious single corner, not that there's actually a tower in the talc."If it's a civil union, I wish I'd built something that's a symbol.""Once built, they collapsed and became catastrophic because of bad ground or cluttered construction. And then they didn't build it.""... as a civil engineer, I really don't know."While public speaking with Special Agent Becker Hundred, I look around just with my eyes.The orgasms are murderous, the inhabitants who are not are frightened and disappear into the alley on a small run to hide themselves."You have bad air""Right. Well, I don't want to stay long."It's more natural to act like a stray traveler than to try to blend in weird. Either way, I or Aurora's Gentile odor can't go away.Besides, when it comes to their territory, the facade is just a section of a normal Tulk residential area or shopping district. There is no reason to go in and out and be blamed.For now, we were using Onyx's sources to find out where a man named Lucky Homer lived and walked in the vicinity.No matter how much, there won't always be a bad guy in a place like that, but Mr. Isabelle's clue... or maybe there's a bad guy's clue."Good afternoon. I'd like to ask you a few questions. May I?""I'm sorry about the rubbing."Even if Aurora speaks to the residents who were walking around it, they quickly escape.The bribe bags that Special Agent Becker advised 100 people to prepare, courtesy in places like this, are also swaying somewhat behind Aurora's back."I might have said it in a way that smelled like rubbing...""The Aurora Decathlon doesn't loose too much atmosphere. More white elves. I can't help but think you don't want to get involved in the detour.""This is still going to be a lot softer than when I was in my hometown.""It still doesn't feel comfortable with the common people."Special Agent Becker Hundred old speaks to another nearby opponent in an accustomed manner.This one went smoothly, and the bribe bag I had hidden in my cape passed safely to the other."... looks like Isabelle was sniffing around here yesterday too. And a while ago, another horny woman came along.""You're Mr. Cosmos...""Thinking is the same.""At least as of yesterday, it's a good ingredient."And, speaking face-to-face, some swordswallowing eyed orga emerges from a large orga house nearby."Hey you guys...""She's one of them."The orgasms look down from their large figures and intimidate them."Chick, if you think I took the money, it's instant chick... which woman is that?"Special Agent Becker returns the hundred.Did the orgasms get annoyed with the uninspiring Secret Service Hundred, or suddenly one of them hits the ground hard with a stick in his hand?Heavy hitting and ground shaking caused me to unwittingly brace myself."It's not that stupid! "Brother, I'm in trouble. Let's crush it and bury it. I don't care if you get picked up."The leading orga lifts the edge of his lips with a vicious face."I don't know what to do... yes, the woman. Take it off here. Wouldn't it be interesting to have a strip show miserably with the poor body of an elf? If you don't like it, give me that weak guy's arm... here's what I'll do."pointing to me, and... out of my big fists, my tingly, thin brown arms dripped. It's bloody.My blood is about to boil back and I'm trembling.But the next moment, Aurora was moving."It's a good hobby. You don't have to hesitate to hurt me."Laughs, eyes instantly zoomed, and steps in in between leading orgasms in an instant.Sink yourself at your feet."...... ha!! From beneath his belly, he rises as he shakes his knife up.The leading orga was danced high in the shock waves.A few people behind me are stunned by the incredible sight.It crashes as it destroys a nearby crate in seconds, with Aurora slowly pulling out her sword on its back."Now, how would you like me to pay for the insult""Hey, what... is this woman a monster""Kid, I care. Hey, Rolf, hit him with that, to mince...... Rolf? An orga with a stick also kneels down disappointingly and falls forward. At the edge of his sight, Mr. Jose's blowing of an arrow appeared for a moment and was disappearing.Special Agent Becker Hundred picks up the "arm" that the first orga dropped out of his hand.It's a woman's arm. It has been severed from around the middle of both arms."What do you guys mean by 'that woman'... is that the lord of these arms? He stares at the orgasms, and gives Aurora the knife."What do you think? Why is only my arm here?""Eh... Temehe and the rest of what mon""It's this way you're asking questions, young man.... except for the arms. You say you ate it? Some demons look like orgasms these days. I shouldn't. I have to get rid of it.""Ku, eat it! He... cut himself and left me! The Augs answered Agent Becker's hundred questions."From the state of my arms, yes, not hours ago. If we can stop the bleeding in time, it should be enough to help.""You're impotent. They grabbed me, so I cut my arm off and ran away."Special Agent Becker Hundred and Mr. Jose follow the bloodstains that follow from the Aegis of the Augs. Me and Aurora follow it desperately.Hi. They're just voicemails, and I hear the other augs are chasing Mr. Isabelle around.For what magic can be used, I'd like to bet on the chances that my chaser can deceive me, but Mr. Jose and Aurora also strike a question mark where magic can be used for such cleverness with no one arm and significant bleeding."I'm wondering if we should regret it a little sooner or if we should be happy that it's worth the run to some extent keeping up with things......! "... not good"I get lost again.Should we call the Emmas in order to get ahead of the Augs? Should we just stop?The Emmas might be able to follow Mr. Isabel's footsteps and traces of sorcery on the run.But if we get this far and let him intervene, he will make a difference in his promises to Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Carlos.What sets the promise apart will also turn your back on your faith as a dragon rider.Dragons and riders also have strong promises, a contractual relationship. Don't cheaply scorn it for feelings.But if you miss now, I'll kill someone who's within my reach.No... I may not make it anymore. It's too late for anything, and I might just break my word.... even if so, does it matter?Keep it up."E......""We made it! looks back a long time.From behind us, there was a familiar Beast daughter rushing by.With her breath out, the bright white hairy fox beast daughter gestures and invites us greatly."Hey, hurry up... help me! Isabelle...""Found it!? "You mean they found it...... and it's this way anyway! Fulfill.In the abandoned house in the Glades...... Mr. Isabel was lying on Mr. Cosmos' knee pillow."... you're here""... I haven't moved the dragon yet"Right now, it was close.We caught up with her when she lost one arm... without using the dragon.cont 'd
