However, alcohol is alcohol, so I fell into a little sentimental thought as my mood exploded.

�What am I doing here?�

Of course, Jis followed because he was right.�But upon reflection, it seemed that this was not the only reason.

�I�m sure he�s back by now, right?�

Why is Sirone late?�Perhaps he was once again caught up in a useless fuss.�

Looking down from Sirone�s omniscient point of view, where could there be one or two pitiful people in the world?

�Whoa, did you want to imitate me?�

Come to think of it, the reason he came here was no different.

All I could hear was the idiot I met at the port, who didn�t seem to have fallen to the bottom, screaming for help.

The atmosphere at the drinking party grew more and more ripe.�Amy became more and more annoyed.�

If it came out forcefully, it would be enough to show off your skills and leave, but contrary to expectations, Falcoa kept his manners.

�What are you thinking?�Would I rather move first?�

By the time Amy was immersed in that thought, Falcoa was also smiling at Amy, conscious of her wicked smile.

�I can hear the sound of my head rolling from here.�

Amy will be a high-ranking aristocrat.�There was an aristocratic unique loftiness that could not be supplemented by appearance alone.

But Falcoa was at ease.�He has the most outstanding weapon to subdue the nobles.�

No, with this one, even the king could have made him kneel at his feet.

It was just a loop.

Even now, in the temple, many high-ranking nobles were enslaved by Loop.�

If you look at the time and get used to loop little by little, no matter how proud you are, no nobleman will be able to withstand it.

�now.�Let�s toast, cheers!�

At that moment, a crackling sound was heard from beyond the board.�Then the shouts of the employees broke out.

�What are you guys doing!�Kuck!�

�hey!�Stop!�This is the boss�s room!�

The door burst open and three people entered.

After checking the assailant�s face, Jis stood up as if he had seen a ghost.�They were Amy�s friends from the port.

Falcoa�s expression crumpled at once.�As a true guest, he would have forgiven him if he paid several times the amount, but it was a matter of pride for his garden, the temple, to be invaded.

�what?�what�s the matter?�

When Falcoa spoke in a voice without laughter, the immediate subordinates sitting around jumped to their feet.�Then, the women who knew the temper of the guys secretly noticed and avoided the seat.

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