At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Is this a non-standard single scale for the next generation?

It's a long way from here. I think this castle is too big.

I liked the old castle because it was so crowded.

It was a bigger mansion than a castle.

More people, more to do, more to move the capital, bigger castles, more and more different.

Something just feels like I've always been that way.

No, well, I've become a lot more of an aunt than I was back then.

I've already crossed thirty, too, and time is passing fast.

I miss that Burbe was the prince of the tiny one. I cried a good sword archery.

I usually remember relaxing tea in the garden at all times, and anyway, I was getting half as much instruction from Lowe.

I was told to learn how to mold myself. I hardly remember it after all.

Instead, the use of the sword was familiar to the body, thanks to many training exercises in the form of real-life battles with Rowe.

I don't know if magic is so bad because of this silliness addition or subtraction, but sometimes I think it's not a cell.

When I was introduced to Bulbe by Cell, I thought this kid was really that king's kid.

Relax, be gentle, and hobby.

Maybe they were already doing it when I touched that air.

My daughter Celes was a good place for my grandmother, and my second son Gurdo was all you could ram.

I bummed those two out, and that king came and said, "Thank you for hanging out with those nasty kids."

Inai scolded me for bollocking shit, but Aroness was laughing as much as she wanted.

He's running away at some point. Well, I ended up busting it later.

Mirka was still a cute kid with a pull-in idea back then.

And I miss coming behind us.

They were all sweet on Mirka. It was awesome that the gurd was betta sweet.

I couldn't talk about people, either.

King... I hope you're still doing well somewhere.

I liked you.

Walking alone down the hallway of the castle really makes me think back in the day like that.

I'm headed to the courtyard of the royal castle today to talk about a knight captain wanting me to make arrangements.

In the meantime, Lowe asked me to be happy.

When I asked him if he couldn't do it, he told me if it was okay for you to get noticed.

That's troublesome, so thank you for your concern. It would be nice to focus on me as a knight...

As a knight, he was a child who did not fail to sharpen his strength, but he had recently begun to aim further up.

He was originally a well-moving kid, but lately he spoke with great pleasure that he was getting polished.

Once again, if I show my sword, which is one of the swordsman's points of arrival, it seems that it will be different now.

Honestly, I'm still unhappy about that, because I think Lowe deserves Wines' name.

I think the highest peak of the sword is definitely Lowe.

Rowe also said he wanted to thank Tallow within.

I mean, let him do it with Tallow, and I guess that's a good stimulus.

Probably magic related. The fact that Tallow inspired me would be that way.

Integrating all the power that that kid can have right now, he can afford to enter the upper class in this world as well.

Tallow, huh? That kid is strange.

I'm not aware of myself, but that kid's growing up at a different rate than the world's humans.

The first time I saw it, it wasn't the body I was working out.

Mirka worked me out, and now I'm to some extent, but I'm still normal in shape.

But that kid's a little crazy.

In that short period of time, I'm at a level where I can see and understand Mirka and Cell's behavior.

Of course that's one reason why Cell made you understand witchcraft, but that's not the only reason.

Tallow's got one thing wrong, and he understands Cell and Mirka and keeps it that way.

To Tallow, it's the magic 'I just made you understand'.

Yet he quickly turned his magic into an object.

Magic flow. The power of the world. You can't use magic just because you understand it.

If you can do that, you can use it on me too.

Cell gave appropriate instructions at first that he didn't think he could do.

And Tallow showed a single scale even if he could not perfect the instructions. That's what set the cell on fire.

From there, instruction in flying a few steps began entirely.

It devoured the magic of the great sorcerer Celes, who would not have been able to accompany anyone.

The cells seemed like fun back then.

Mirka is Mirka and I can't seem to help but enjoy Tallow coming with his own archery.

I am trying to improve my skills on my physical abilities during Tallow's maximum enhancement.

Cell understands that, after teaching the whole thing, he's moving on to training to increase the efficiency of magic exercises and to increase the multiplier of enhancements.

That's usually the amount of training that should be good to turn up the sound.

Inai understands that, so he's trying to give it a modest rest.

But Tallow's gonna accept the training while he says he's tough, so Inai's gonna worry again.

To be honest, Tallow has already gone beyond what we were going to grow first.

But I didn't tell you that.

Maybe it's because we don't talk, Tallow. That's all we're growing, that's Aroness's view.

Then we came to the conclusion that we should try to stretch the tallow as much as we could.

The result is a hell of a child that could be our realm.

I haven't been able to do my body yet, so my body would be even stronger if it was finished.

But I have one thing, I really doubt that kid.

Even when I talked to everyone, I had the same questions except Arne.

- That kid is too, too receptive to the situation.

Normally at that age, my heart hasn't grown yet.

Still young minded instability, that's not much for that kid.

That amount of training is good training by raising the value. It's not weird training to cry and call.

Yet I follow honestly, accept everything, and devour unusual training.

And with that achievement, it should be noted that he remains an honest child.

At least I think I was a very child when I was on the battlefield.

I think if I could just let him do the same training I'd be turning up the sound, and if I'd just grown up the same, I'd be on track. No, I remember being on track with the facts.

It was a good experience losing to that woman. They taught me how big the world is and how immature I am.

If I hadn't beaten him, I might have thought "I'm the strongest in the world".

Tallow had a grandfather, I hear.

But I've hardly ever heard anything about that kid's family other than the "dog" that my grandfather and grandfather had.

I don't think so. If so, I also feel like I know why I accepted this world.

I think I'll ask him sometime, but I wonder if that's better after he starts living on his back in this world. I'm worried about Inai.

... I should be ready.

"Well, I'll see you in a while, Balf. I don't know what's going on with you."

Come to the front of the courtyard door and whine as you open the door.

I saw him laying his sword in the courtyard and figured out what it was like to have fun with Cell teaching Tallow, Mirka, and Lowe when he was working me out.

This isn't the first time I've seen this girl. I made a couple of arrangements.

This kid would be pretty strong then - I felt about it.

But no. This kid now has completely changed the air he's had.

Be strong. This kid will definitely be stronger.

I do attend Tallow training.

But Tallow is not a swordsman. It's not a way of fighting a sword entirely dominated by it.

To the extent that I teach you how to use it so that it doesn't swing by "Gakurasenken".

So one day, I figured that would be exciting because you'd be strong enough to go along with me a little more seriously.

But the fun is not the same as the fun of seeing this girl.

Being here now must be the return of Lowe when he was young.

The Holy Knight has overwhelmed all of it with a forged flesh, enhanced witchcraft and skillful sword technology.

Here is the comeback of Oomroe Bowdor Ubrune.