Resurrection of Duke Werstein ~ I Didn't Hear Anything About Being A Middle-aged Man ~

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At some point I looked up bent over, breathtaking.

"You know something"

In my usual habit, or quietly, then I asked with care not to rush, I heard a voice from my ear containing a bitter smile that made me look like a fool somewhere.

What do you think of the concubine, the king of the Spirit who commands the water?

Water is something that exists everywhere, if not in the desert.

There's almost no such thing as a stranger. "

To the grand proclamation, I was somewhat plainly frustrated, but I don't think I can help it.

'Cause if there's nothing you don't know, you'll know what your neighbor was doing and leave it.

In short, it sucks.

I was driven by the urge to get the scratch in as much as I wanted, but I'm going to leave it because if I point it out, it's going to be the other way around.

There's probably nothing good about saying things to these people.

While trying to switch, he uttered another voice with magic on it to deliver his voice in the freezing air, which was too quiet.

"...... what's the consideration?

Then what I heard from my ear was a luscious voice that was somewhere inclusive but fascinating, like a naughty favorite girl, what a difficult expression.

"Well, if you're going to retaliate against that country, can you let your concubine bite you too?"

I think I'm kind of relieved and I'm going to leak a sigh of sigh at the answers I'm going to hear with a giggle, a pleasant voice.

What the hell is this guy?

Oh, you're not a person, so I don't know what else to do.

Think about it. It stinks. Enough.

"...... aren't you in charge of the world order?

'Yeah, but I'm in charge.

But you can't blaspheme the existence of spirits and leave those who pollute the water behind. "

The irritating, then somewhere madly mixed voice sounded like fun for whatever reason I heard it.

I'm sure that's because I'm looking forward to retaliation.

It may be impeccable to water her emotions like that, but is one good thing?

"Can't you leave me alone, or... you've never done anything before?

"Well, you must be the one who reminded me of what I had forgotten, you take responsibility."

"I see."

With a calm face, I nod lightly as I am convinced.

I guess it doesn't make any sense to say, but this is my fault?

Huh? Not bad for me?

Why is it my fault? Isn't it terrible?

Isn't that a transfer of responsibility?

What did I do?

Exhale one to push it away, spitting even such stupidity in your brain.

You should be forced to convince yourself that this is such a monster here.

Even in Mr. Augusto's knowledge, the Spirit seems to be distracted, and even if he knew something conspiratorial, it is now because he had forgotten it as a result.

I don't know, trying to do something, the conversation went out of line while we were all talking, and I don't know if I forgot or something.

Those Spirit Kings are likely to have it.

I don't think I have a choice, because I only have images that seem retarded.

I'm angry, but let's ignore it, come on, me.

"So you know what your neighbor's purpose is"

"...... Hmm, wait for him, let's go over there now"

"... why?

'If you say you don't know where it leaks from and who's listening, can you also understand the Lord?

It's so eye-catching from the top, but if they told me so, they sure did.

I don't know if I can eavesdrop, but I don't necessarily have the one I can.

If you ask me, I need more self-defense like that.

"Okay."

I had an aversion to letting someone in this room, but the greed I wanted to know more than that was stronger, so I had no choice.

It's painful, but still, forced to convince me, I nodded one more time.

In the southernmost port town of the Kingdom of Renamilia, Southgate, in addition to Renamilia, the national religion, there exist religions dedicated to the Spirit, as indigenous beliefs.

port town, but therefore its faith, built to glorify and thank all spirits around the Spirit of the Water, was different from that of Renamillian absolute and blind.

By analogy, it's as simple as sacrificing a roadside vault.

That is why it is deeply rooted in the backbone of people and recognised as a familiar faith.

If Renamilianism is Buddhism in Earth Japan, is the Spiritual Faith an eight-million divine faith?

And churches and chapels are secluded throughout the country as symbols of its spiritual faith.

One of these was the construction of a small church in Southgate.

That church, once administered by an elderly old woman, is now run by the granddaughter sisters of that old woman.

The old woman, who continued to work to raise her sisters, a forgotten vision of her son and his wife, finally had difficulty moving about two years ago.

Consequently, the sisters operated the church while plowing small fields to live a self-sufficient life.

Even when it comes to operations, it is a life that is not significantly different from that of the general family, because at best it is to the extent of offering a prayer of gratitude to the Spirit.

Rather than a church, that place, built like an assembly hall with only stone tablets, was a neighborhood residence and a place of communication.

Its church, far from the city centre but a place of relaxation, is no different from its true home to its sisters who lost their parents twelve years ago.

My sister is twelve.

And my sister was seventeen years old, but poor but supported by the people around her, my sister and I were desperate to run the church.

The warm place where they were born and raised was important and irreplaceable to them.

My sister, who was a baby but therefore grew up without knowing the love of her parents, received the love of her grandmother and sister and grew up active.

My sister grew up to be an adult and a sweet daughter.

In this country, where there are many families without parents, it could be said that it is a relatively common family.

The only difference may be that they can hear the voice of the Spirit that no one should recognize.

Other than that, it is a sisters who look good to the extent that they can be called healthy beautiful girls, unlike the aristocratic family, which is just plain and even mediocre.

My sister's name is Arietta, and my sister's name is Velvet.

Chestnut hair, same color eyes.

My sister has three knitted hair down, and my sister has twin tails.

Its strange colour, which also appeared green with the addition or subtraction of light, including eyes, appeared to enhance a neat face.

Sisters very similar except for hair and age and personality.

Their sisters are close, and their love has a reputation in the neighborhood.

That's why they were so prone to evil.

So we're calling on everyone in this city to evacuate to our church.

Sounds kind, some troubled smiling priest speaks with a voice that calms down 10,000 people worthy of that face.

Beside the priest, a boy of the same age as his sister stared at his sister somewhere grumpy.

"... well, I understand, but we can't leave this place empty."

My sister, who was a parent but thus a strong sense of responsibility, said, kicking off.

"Why, you are beautiful.

I don't know when my lord will see me. "

"I say so, but what the hell did the lord do to the point where he was told?

Even yesterday, I heard you passed by without doing anything. "

"You are young, which is why you may not yet understand.

But that lord despises our people.

It will be more obvious to him than to see the fire, given the current state of power, which makes him not rich enough to work, and the number of the dead who have fallen into poverty. "

My sister was listening to the spirits as she caught the boy catching his eyebrow butt at the edge of her eyes as if staring at herself beside a cleavage talking priest.

"No, this man only thinks about using you, don't be fooled."

"Yes, he is. He's not thinking about anything."

The voice that goes directly into my head without going through my ears is familiar to my sister, the voice of a girl and a boy.

It is a house of faith in the Spirit, therefore my sister knew that their Spirit would not spit any lies.

And I hear voices, but therefore their sisters are liked by the spirits.

In other words, the Spirits' words were unmistakable truths and reliable information for their sister.

"Indeed, we have not enriched our lives, and we have also heard that the number of deaths is increasing year after year"

"Yes, I suppose so."

My sister stares calmly at some priest who agrees with me.

In fact, even rumors of spirits had heard that there were more deaths in this city.

In the poor, the so-called slums, there are people who, in various circumstances, have come to the place and the children born there.

It is stranger that there are no dead people in a place where children are not able to grow up healthy and fast.

Now, when asked why there are more deaths, the case of twelve years ago is closely involved.

Can a family that has lost an adult who has worked and died of illness live the same life as before?

The answer is no.

Families continued to get lost in the streets and fall into poverty.

Twelve years after that tragedy, young and flexible children now survive and manage to live.

Then it wouldn't be hard to imagine how the old men who were used to living quite a rich life were.

That's what's causing the death toll to increase over the course of twelve years, and it's actually death due to poverty, but if you're asked if it's solely the lord's fault, you have to lean your neck a little.

The background is like that, but from the people who now live and live on this land, it wasn't a hoarding one.

It will no longer be inevitable for that depression to turn to those who stand above them.

I know how you feel, and I can understand that you keep your mind at peace by doing so.

Because I didn't even think the lord was strong enough to rule, and I couldn't think of the lord who did nothing as a good person, but that didn't matter to my sister.

But I can't leave my grandmother behind.

What happens if I follow this priest?

It was understood by the priest in front of him, staring at his sister's body, with somewhere slightly uncomfortable eyes.

That's why I couldn't think of taking my grandmother to this priest with my sister.

"Why don't you come with me? The neighbors are here. What can I do for you?"

"But we will remain here."

My sister still assured me that she was kicking ass.

Who would like to go to the gathering place of the adults called extremists?

"You! What a grace the priest is kind enough to say!!

Suddenly, the boy beside the priest yelled at his sister.

Is it excessive anger, his face and ears bright red, and the clenched fist-trembling boy stares at his sister with all the shooting.

"He likes the color of his eyes, so he's just putting them aside, what makes him look great?"

"Richard, don't."

"Father! But these guys!

I look into the eyes of a boy who is embarrassed by a priest in the words of a spirit who laughs when he dulls.

Pure innocence, it was a rare blue eye around here.

I see, and convinced by the cold thought, my sister recognised that the priest's sexual roots were rotten.

"...... Please, pick it up.

The Spirit has decreed that we protect this place. "

"Okay.

But come to our church whenever you change your mind.

Because God watches over people equally. "

"......... take care, thank you, then"

When my sister says just that, she enters the church and locks the door.

I heard the boy still screaming for something, but ignore it.

Shit, the hard sound of metal rubbing against each other echoes around.

Then my sister, who was asking how things were going, called out to my sister.

"Hey, are you okay?

"Oh, Belle, it's okay, I managed to push you back"

To a slightly tired looking sister, the sister leans closer to her sister with a worrying look on her face.

"What are they doing here?

"I think I'm here to tell you to evacuate to the church before the lord does something wrong"

To his sister's words, her sister wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows.

"... I don't care how many bad lords you are in the church where they are."

"Shit, no, Belle, what are you gonna do if those people hear you?"

"'Cause, you know, the spirits hate people, and I'm sure they're not a bunch of people."

"Even so, don't make it worse, the Spirit is watching."

To her pungently angry sister, her sister grins like trouble, stroking her sister's head with a gentle hand.

Her sister narrowed her eyes to the rubbing sound of sari and the smell of her fluffy, fragrant flower-like sister.

"Allie is serious, Belle just needs to do it."

"But spirits, it's a matter of death in this city."

'Well, Allie, Belle, I'm glad they're not here right now, but you can't say that in public.'

"Yes, I'll be careful"

"Yeah, Belle's a good kid"

"Eh heh."

I narrow my eyes like I did when I saw a dazzling object, with a reassuring look on my face somewhere that my sister was finally relieved by the appearance of the invisible spirits and sisters laughing at each other when they dull.

"Yes, Allie."

"Yes, what is it, Spirit?"

To the voice of the Spirit I heard, my sister's spine stretched out pinned just about anything.

There's a sage in this city.

"What, Master Sage, is it?

"Yeah, I'm sure you'll help me."

"Really, good... now the city..."

"Right."

I heard a happy spiritual voice, and my sister's expression finally broke there.

My sister's name is Arietta, and my sister's name is Velvet.

The sisters were ordained by God as characters who could be companions in a certain game that was the basis of this world.

Because they can hear the Spirit, they appear as characters who can use strong magic.

Sister is good at healing magic, sister is good at attacking magic, and because she has a disabled grandmother, it is the setting in the sisters' game that can make either one of her companions.

They were heartbroken by the city's excess poverty due to the Lord's domination, and they heard from the Spirit that the Virgin, or a brave man, had set foot in the land and asked for help.

At this time, it depends on whether you are companionship with the Lord's son, the Knights Commander, who will be companion, your sister or sister.

I could have companioned my sister as a healer if I had companionship, and my sister as a firepower adjustment if I had not.

But that's when five years went by while the lord remained foolish.

The lord became a wise man, and closer to God than anyone else in this world.

Apparently, that changed fate and brought forward an event that was supposed to happen five years later.

I was surprised how much fun it had become just to change one piece, and I laughed as God looked down on such a lower realm and crippled me with pleasure again.

Since then, is it about 30 seconds physical?

In such a short time, she showed up.

The hairstyle and costume are different from the one I saw before this, but it seems that Chinese clothing is unified in Patzn.

As soon as she arrived, she saw what was going on indoors and fanned the buckwheat, so she frowned as she hid her mouth.

"Mm,...... I see this is the cause of your Lord's anger"

"... if it was meant to be, I wouldn't have wanted to show it to anyone..."

"Well, in a hidden place, my concubines, the spirits have fallen apart."

I feel smug that you are so prestigiously assured that you don't have a letter of privacy.

But I couldn't say anything because that's reality.

"But, well done, I've saved it so beautifully, it's like I don't feel the time..."

Two, a voice sounded somewhere impressive, so I pull my consciousness back into reality.

If you look, seriously, there was a figure of the Spirit King of the Water looking at Julia's body.

Doesn't she have anything to shy away from, which is normal for no one to see, the distance is getting closer and closer.

...... No, come on, haven't we seen too much?

"They are the victims of the curse of the neighbouring country, and... my wife."

I decided to explain the situation again in order to turn my consciousness here, but am I sure this is correct?

With that in mind in the corner of his head, he looked at Mr. Spirit King, glancing at me for a moment, then returned his gaze to Julia's body, and then opened his mouth.

"... the others?, I see...... I guess I had an extra obsession to leave this beautiful.

Speaking of which, I heard that the Duke of this country lost his wife and broke his heart...... '

"You're talking about me before you woke up as a sage."

"I see.

What a fool. "

I'm angry, but I don't even make a guru noise.

"... I can't even open my name."

"Hmm, don't you get angry"

'Cause you're not the same person who turns your anger on you.'

"Son of a man who's made, he only likes his concubine's family."

She grinned, what to say, the word luscious was perfect.

Speaking of which, is Mr. Augusto's house an attribute of water or ice?