All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

There is a quiet bar in an alley away from the main street.

At the entrance in the basement, a shop without signs. Two men sat in a store that operated secretly as if to hide from people.

"You were scattered during this time, Volcano"

"Totally. Whether the country collapses or not, only the madness of that Virgin's head shakes too much."

"The Brave" Whiton Barlow and his brother in the Carvel family, Volcano.

The two of them share with the liquor the struggle of a dungeon headed with one boy, which took place during this time.

"But hey, Wheaton. I wonder if the head of the vigilante can meet with me."

"Right. If we find out, it'll be big news tomorrow."

"That sounds interesting. Shall I leak to some reporter?"

Give me a break.

Whiton laughs bitterly, Volcano laughs shards.

Volcano was one of his companions during the revolution. Armpit was the only thing that gave the brave man a step, but it was through his face in the gathering of information and behind, and he played a reliable supporting role in the whole thing.

Whiton found out that he was part of the Carvel family because it had been awhile since the revolution ended.

There's nothing I can do about it, after it's all over.

"So? I know the Virgin is the same and you look fine, too. What's with that knight charm?

"I went out of the country. She was originally an enthusiastic imperialist because of her lineage.... when I found out about her, I couldn't stand it."

"Right."

Volcano pours the liquor down his throat with such a face as an impossibility.

Who was at fault? What is the culprit of that empire's worst decade? It is the last emperor who is worldly made to do it. As a matter of fact, if I raise it up, I don't have the chili.

If the cause is still to be pursued, the culprit of the revolution for these two will reach one man.

"What happened to that commander?"

"He's dead."

Volcano answered without hesitation.

Besides, Wheaton gently closes his eyes.

"Right.... you?

"No. He put his hands down."

"... well. So I didn't know you were the one who used those kids after that."

"Usage? Well, you're certainly right. I used it. But, Wheaton."

With swordswallowing eyes.

"What do you know about them?

Volcano's voice had the pressure not to allow objections to the extent that he had done justice.

"As much as there's no truth down there, as much as there's nothing we can do about facts, we should know. I used those kids. Those kids used me. That's all I'm saying."

"It's an excuse. Then I wish you had ended it. [M] At the time of putting together the family of the back society, there should have been no more 'necessary evils stricter than the Knights'. How long are we going to put them up?"

"... uuuuuuu"

His voice was weak because he was conscious, too.

I used a child who was not even old enough. I accepted the demands then because of the power and because they wanted it. The burden is on Volcano.

I should have stopped you, but I couldn't say no.

She wants to fight against her brother's enemies, the ones she's asked for.

They must have seen through the remorse.

"Volcano"

"What the fuck?"

"Betrayal."

I said quietly, with a calm face.

"From the Kerbel family - no, it's not just the Kerbel family. Betray everything and take this side."

"... you're kidding"

Trying to laugh it off, I noticed the brave man's serious face.

"Soon, one temple priest in this city will be replaced"

"What?"

"I'm a management priest in the dungeon. I've been under a lot of stress since Ez Ann arrived, and I've been calling for a transfer for a long time."

"Yeah."

What else? In this modern era, it wouldn't be normal to get stressed out if you had an unreasonable subordinate who is more authoritative than you on top of putting up the primitive supremacy. Of course, nobody could have wanted to get to the same position and the relocation wish continued to be rejected.

While perplexed by the conversation, hammer.

"So, who's the sacrifice to replace you?"

"It's Zeke."

"Well, again."

Blink the unexpected.

Volcano also knows all about the brave man's friendship. Sieg, a friend of Whiton's, is now an adventurer but also a man with deep ties to the Temple. He also has a proven track record, is a devout believer and yet has deep knowledge.

He will be the priest of the temple. The meaning of his entering the church as a friend with Whiton, who is in command of the security forces, is by no means small.

"We're still going to talk about it. Inside, almost determined. Sieg is about to retire as an adventurer."

"You can connect with the security forces and the temple."

"Right, Volcano. What about the answer I gave you earlier?

Whiton's serene expression remains unchanged.

"You are excellent. And most importantly, I have a conscience. So come here, come on."

"... no"

"Why not?

I won't answer that. Raise a lot of booze.

I have a conscience. Exactly. It has been so for a long time. Sounds good when it comes to conscience, but in the end, I'm sweet.

That's why he listened to the wishes of those two girls.

"You can't push them."

"Right."

Whiton rose up slowly.

"Too bad, Volcano"

"You're the one. You won't need the necessary evil, the Knights."

"Of course."

Nodding, Wheaton left the store.

As a friend, or companion, I will never see you again.

The two of us, who were once friends, understood.

The absence of Wheaton at home meant that the two women were having drinks in the living room.

"Fine, Mulina. Go get it from yourself."

"Yeah."

Murina nodded mysteriously as she drank to be a chicken.

This one was drinking a lot. Is the swordsman a lot drunk, much more brought to Mullina's shoulder?

"Ren, I don't think you're like that, but if you're just waiting, you'll be left alone for more than a few years or something, there is!

"Yeah, yeah. Brother, you suck."

"Really, I thought that idiot kept you waiting for years... oh, but there are some good places? I've been sweet for a long time, and I'm not gonna break my promise."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Right. There are some good things about it."

Hanging out with stupidity, hanging out with curse. Denying the drunken words that are tangled with alcohol is nothing, so just nod at everything and be thorough with the machine that affirms it all.

When I got drunk, I suddenly smelled like a pain in the ass, and I laughed inside out.

"First of all, Ren, you're not a bad kid either, because there might be other kids out there who are after you. It's been less than a year since I've been in this town, so I don't even seem to know you that well, but if you get more and more connections, maybe for that matter, even you, Ren, will get to know a girl, huh? We need to catch him before we can compete."

"..."

I couldn't say I was already there. I'll be a slave girl, I'm Ichiki's sister.

The female swordsman, who perceived that there was a rival in the understandable Mullina's reaction, looks out for "oh". Mullina frowned, adding a little more to the contents of the cup.

If you ask me, I should have been the first generation to meet Len in this town. Failure to take advantage of that advantage is a waste of time to make.

But even Mullina has a point.

"'Cause I didn't think I'd like this at first."

"... hehe, yeah"

I stroke Mullina with a teasing tone, thinking that the female swordsman is cute, okay, okay.

"It's strange that you're going to like it. All the more so. If I leave you alone, Ren, I might have more kids who like you. You're gonna catch him, aren't you?

"I'm trying."

I said it like a child and finally turned to it.

Still, let's attack properly again, Murina renewed her determination to attack.

If there were more competitors, it wouldn't have happened.

Around that time, Murina's rival, Slave Girl, was having Ichiki confirm what was given to her by Ren at home.

Ichiki took a moment to analyze the contents of her grace while correcting the purple crystal given to her by her sister.

"This is also... unusual"

"... Really?

"Yes, this is a grace of relaxation."

A chicken with the exact content of her grace is returned to her sister's hand.

"... what kind of thing?

"It is a grace with a slightly stronger theological meaning. Did you know that in this country… or according to the interpretation by the ecclesiastical scriptures, forgiveness must not be unilateral"

"... I don't know. What do you mean?"

"This means that forgiveness must not be above. In order to be more reciprocal together with forgiveness and forgiveness, it is assumed that those who forgive must spit out their sins equally against the other person. At the same time, forgiveness takes the path of misery to rise to parity with forgiveness, and gain the blessing of forgiveness - and, well, the crystal of that theological theory."

Hmm, and I look at my sister, and Ichiki smiles bitterly.

Not so much the Church, the principles of the Church cannot help but be incomprehensible. There are many customs that I don't think are in keeping with reason.

"The classics and the like are ancient norms, so what used to make sense remains nothing more than a liturgical one"

The grace of forgiveness is that the power of things is not great in itself. It falls within the category of individuals because of its occurrence.

However, this is not a half-breed area in terms of where this is born.

"But my sister. This is like being born at the bottom of a dungeon. Why does your sister have it?

"... uh"

Speaking of the lowest level of the dungeon, it's purgatory where people's emotional shrews gather. Even a well-prepared chicken doesn't guarantee that you'll be safe if you head alone.

It's not even something to hide, so the slave girl tells the story.

"Well!"

After hearing the whole thing, Ichiki put her hands on it and let her eyes shine.

"Did you get it from the example lord? You're a disciplined person!

"... I wonder"

"That's right! I thought you were not confused by theology and entertained your sister's mood!

Ugly gaze at the dust and the tense chickens.

Thank you for saying that I look like my brother, and I feel that my appreciation for Len, which I've never even met in a chicken, is growing.

"Besides, we reached the lowest level of the dungeon, and we didn't expect to be returned...... more and more, aren't you the lord who looked up!

"............... I wonder?

"That's right!

To my upbeat sister, my sister's slave girl was pointing her lips.

My pretty sister is going to be hanging around if I don't tell her exactly what I'm talking about.

The front door opened when I felt like I had to disillusion Len by letting him hear Ren's evil deeds.

If you think of someone, it's Volcano who fluttered in.

"Hey, how are you?"

"... Mr. Volcano"

"What's wrong? I haven't heard from you in advance today."

"Whoa. I'm just here to check on you."

"... drunk"

To the red-faced Volcano, the slave girl turns a disgusting face.

"Oh, I know you a little - so you got it from Len"

Slave Girl blinds her eyes to Volcano's words as she turns a blind eye to the purple grace she has.

"... you know?

"Sort of. I went out with him till I got to the bottom of it. We had a little situation, and we had all three of the brave parties."

"... yeah"

I see, I agree.

Reasonably, Ren was able to reach the lowest level of the dungeon. It was with an escort and a lead.

"If Ren didn't use it, you can do whatever you want."

"... yeah"

In the meantime, trying to get Grace somewhere, Slave Girl goes back to her room.

sideways that his sister's eyes were gone, Ichiki pulled Volcano's sleeve.

"Mr. Volcano, Mr. Volcano"

"What?

"Well... I'd like to ask you a few questions about 'Dear Len'. May I?"

I dyed my cheeks a little. For every boring favor, Ren's bastard. I knew I should have hit him about once. It was Volcano.