Two as One Princesses

Master Fiyanamia slowly approaches the clergy (tentative) and looks into his eyes.

"I know how this place was born.

You were trying to show off the hunter union's failures and boost our own voice, weren't you?

And then I was wondering if I could get the magic bag that Siermeyer had. "

You do know that. Because Master Fiyanamia would be able to eavesdrop as easily as the conversations in this town, and you know where and by whom.

If we're going to have a slightly darker meeting behind us, they might be able to get the details in an instant.

If you're like me, if you want to grasp all the information you can feel, though I think that's the amount of information you can't have if you're not God.

A cleric (tentatively) diverts attention from Master Fiyanamia.

"Hey, why don't you..." I just didn't dig the grave, but isn't the reaction like affirming it?

But Lady Fiyanamia pursued nothing further, and returned to me.

"As far as I'm concerned, I've offended a formal customer, so it's okay to kick all the people in question out..."

"Hey, what are you saying? So the problem is, it's in the center!

"I'm not in trouble. Instead, it would be more detrimental for Siermeyer to leave.

But it's caused by someone who's not here about this time, right? Clear cause.

Yeah, yeah. So you know what to do, right? I'm angry. "

"I understand. I will call you from Estoke and make you atone."

"Yeah, nice to meet you. I can't stand the shameless organization in my garden."

Master Fiyanamia giggles and ends the conversation.

Yeah, this smile is the type of grin you shouldn't defy.

I guess the responsibility for these series of issues will now be taken by the deputies of the King Estoke Capital Guild.

In itself, I can only see you as I am.

They've attacked me anyway, and they've been trying to discredit me.

"That's good, right? You don't complain, do you?

Master Fiyanamia pressed caution and everyone nodded.

Then Lady Fiyanamia showed a non-Hunter union tribe and said, "Will you get out of here?" and urge them to leave.

"Nah......" was the last thing they said, but he eventually left looking remorseful.

I hope that's not the top of the organization. But he's probably up there.

All the people who were ordered to leave the room left the room, three of them Mr. Yunmika, Mr. Bakho and Mr. Wangwan, and Mr. Skinhead of the Hunter Union, and a little something remained. So this little thing was a member of the Hunter Union?

"Okay, well. Now we can talk."

"It helps."

"It's for my customers. I forgive you for sounding so difficult around the world, but you're supposed to be inviting me to my mansion soon?

What an imbalance and fun it is for the skinhead to use a salute to the younger looking Fiyanamia.

I mean, you can take me to the mansion (get there?) What does that mean?

At least, today is the first time I've seen you face to face with Master Fiyanamia, and we're not even close enough to have you stay at home. Naturally it doesn't mean that Ciel is in a position to be welcomed to the top of the country.

When I looked at my knees wondering, the Forest Spirit was still on my knees. The beauty laughing at Nico is almost as good as watching.

"Is that good? That's good, huh? Today, I want to ask Siermeyer about the artificial no-god. Isn't it?

Soon Master Fiyanamia divides it. I don't know if there's anything wrong with her partitioning out in a position.

When Master Fiyanamia asked Skinhead, he nodded and returned.

"Let's introduce ourselves before we do that. I couldn't do it earlier.

I'm Durt. I'm a hunter union executive. I'm sorry about earlier. No, the Hunter Union of Estoke annoyed me many times before I got here "

Mr. Skinhead - Mr. Doult bows his head.

"You may provide appropriate compensation and recurrence prevention"

"Oh, sure."

Mr. Doult, speaking tiredly, was convinced that it was the position of Mr. Shuss, the gathering of fools.

A hard-working position, like being pushed to take care of something.

I know it's hard, but I want you to do your best.

"That's enough. I'm sorry, but could you talk to me?

Master Fiyanamia returns the story to its main point.

Yeah. It helps to force me back into the conversation like this.

Had Master Fiyanamia been here earlier, wouldn't the story have gone smoothly? Rather because Master Fiyanamia came, did it end to that extent?

"There's not so much I can talk about, even if they say no god of artifice.

If it's man-made, it's probably made by the Duke of Lispergia. "

"That's it. Why would the Duke of Lispergia come out by name?

"When it comes to the Duke's house, you'll have a lot of assets, and rather not a leading candidate?

I've tried it out, but if I wanted to make my own demons, I'd need a lot of equipment, and I think it would cost a lot of money. So it must not be unnatural for the name of a duke house with money to be mentioned.

If you could do it cheap, there would be artificial demon problems going on.

Mr. Durt scratched his head and exhaled heavily.

"When it comes to the Duke of Lispergia in Estauk, it's also a reputable place among hunters.

Even as a country, it would be a highly regarded nobleman. It's never a good home to explore. "

"So you're going to need grounds to put in some exploration.

But for that reason, I should have told you where the Duke of Lispergia was hiding the mansion. "

"Estoke is in a hurry because of the demonic flood. The investigation is not done properly either.

I sent in a hunter once, but there was nothing. "

"It's hidden in the world."

"The world needs a magician of considerable strength."

Mr. Doult begins to think with a serious eye.

That's all I seem to attach importance to this matter. If you build a demon with the hands of people that makes even low-level hunters touch even C-level hunters with armor sleeves, can you also help?

"In the first place, how does Lord Siermeer know the boundaries?

Is it because we are guests of Fiyanamia?

I can't tell you, so it feels weird.

'How far shall we talk?

'Wouldn't it be okay if we talked about the whole thing?

You can't reach Rispergia here, can you? If so, why don't we just talk about it?

When the damage is greater, it is likely to cause trouble. '

"How do you communicate or my presence?

"I'll leave it to Ayn's discretion."

When I asked Ciel, who I thought should not make arbitrary decisions, I returned an answer that was somewhat appropriate in my mind.

I'm pretty sure what you're saying, and I think I'd better teach you to earn trust, especially when it comes to Dear Fiyanamia.

"If there's any evidence that Rispergia might have done it, I'm right in front of you."

"... you mean Lord Siermeer?

"Yes, I was raised in a mansion in his woods, a failure of Lispergia"

"How do you prove that?

"You can't teach here. That's right, because hunters can't expose themselves. Even if it's a failure, it's a level that makes it a trump card."

The only trump card we can use at the same time is the singing princess and the maiden princess.

The strength of two strong princess positions of habit is enough to drop A-rank demons in the rain.

Although the advantages and disadvantages of the profession can sometimes be turned upside down with effort, the power of the profession makes me realize that it is amazing.

That would be incredible to just say, "I'm the proof," so I'm going to add information.

"The decisive thing is to tell Master Fiyanamia, so make a decision later.

But that doesn't seem like we're going to be able to talk about it, so I'm going to need some judgment material.

I spent 10 years of my life in the mansion. It was a failure. My 10th birthday came and I was professionally judged useless before being sold to other nobles.

But when Cyclops attacked me on the carriage, nobility and escort died, and I defeated Cyclops and became a hunter in town. "

"Is that evidence?

"Do you know anyone who can defeat Cyclops at the age of 10?

Even if I don't say cyclops, is there anyone in my age who can solve the demonic flood alone?

Can you defeat 10 Wyburns?

If you're not there, you can see that I have something, right?

Though not an answer at all, this crazy background when you calm down will be enough to make us think there is something.

"Okay.

Will it be all right to leave the final decision to Master Fiyanamia? "

"Yeah, yeah. That's good."

"So what does the Duke of Lispergia want to do, as Lord Siermeer's words are right?

"What do you want to do?

I really don't know about this.

Because it was a crossing point, even by making Ciel a god.

God's Tortoise Blood to be exact. Thinking about making something out of it, is it a pill or fantastically a sage stone or something?

Well, I don't know.

When I answered honestly, the little thing that was next to Mr. Durt struck me in the tongue.

You don't even know that, I'm just saying.

Now there's only about a trinket, but if anyone was gone, maybe there was a cross spear in here.

"I wasn't investigating. He was just imprisoned as an experimental subject."

"By and large. By and large, aren't you expecting too much from a child who's not even grown up?

Could it have been Altro? Surely you had a daughter in your house who was 13 years old?

We're gonna sell the kid to the Southern Empire and have him run an internal investigation, right?

"Hey, what are you talking about? Isn't that what you're forced to decide!

Trinket - Altro responds to Dear Fiyanamia's remarks, in a hurry.

Master Fiyanamia is Master Fiyanamia, and is she laughing at her garlic because she enjoys it or because she is angry?

"Now that you, Siermeyer, didn't have the information, you must have tongued it, right?

I mean, you take it for granted to look into the purpose of an organization in which a girl under the age of 10 is being held captive, right?

Your daughter is 13 years old. You're older than you were when you were Cielmail. If so, that would be the perfect way to investigate it, wouldn't it?

"Oh, that's..."

"You are here (...), and Siermeyer is a customer (...). I'm not going to tell you that I don't know the difference, am I? If you don't know, I'm just gonna ask you to leave."

Altro silences himself to Master Fiyanamia's words.

Even though I was kind of a party, I ate the leftovers, but what I wanted to say was neat to me because Master Fiyanamia told me instead.

"Would you like a little?

Yunmika, who has been listening thoroughly, speaks up.

"To the best of my ability, to the best of my ability to answer, but isn't the Duke's purpose the Spirit?

I see, because I am a singing princess and the people's I am strangely missed by the Spirit, is there such anxiety?

Sure, if I could do what I think of the spirits, I'd like the world.

"I don't know what the Duke of Lispergia wants to do eventually, but he seems obsessed with God, not the Spirit.

Because I was originally a failure in trying to make God. But I don't know what you want to do with God. "

"... yeah, I get it. Thanks."

I told him the Spirit had nothing to do with it, and for some reason, Mr. Yunmika reacted badly.

The Spirit has nothing to do with it. I'm relieved, but I think it's a good place. No, although I wouldn't exactly sneeze.

Listen to what I'm saying, and now Mr. Doult will react.

"Making God?

"So I'm guessing the Duke of Lispergia made the artificial no-god."

"... awaiting Fiyanamia-sama's decision"

"Yes, sir. Now we're done talking, right? Then I'll show Cielmail to my mansion."

Thus we were abducted by Lady Fiyanamia.