"Now, Mo Ling, will your sisters and friends also be there to watch tomorrow's execution ceremony for murderer......s?" Well, casually or something. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Well, probably not. After thinking about it, Yan Moling shook his head. "After all, the execution of others is something I don't want to see...... By the way, uncle, why are you asking this? Are you interested in them? ”

"Yes, since it's Mo Ling's friend, it's so powerful, I really want to get to know it, but it's a pity. "The threat of being found to have dropped a package can be lifted for the time being.

After serving the meal, the adoptive father smiled. "Okay, let's talk about anything else. Taste the food!"

"Ah, that's right...... I'm going to call Sartre over. ”

............

On the other side -

Clothing stores

In the afternoon after the murderer was defeated and sent to the city guards to receive the bounty, the two sisters who wore bartender suits came directly to buy clothes.

"Well, this one is very good. "A gray plain sleeve jacket with white denim shorts, which is popular in the summer. After posing in front of the mirror a few times, Tifa was quite satisfied...... As for whether it's gorgeous or not, it doesn't matter, you can wear it anyway!

"Sister, do you want to try this?" Tina pulled out a cute girly dress from the side.

"No need. Immediately, he refused with a rather crisp smile.

"Tina, dressing up or something is a floating cloud, the key is practicality!" patted her sister's shoulder, Tifa's rare serious expression. "Keep in mind that no matter how beautiful the clothes are, there is a possibility of wearing a burst in future battles, especially since this battle-themed world does not have pants like the Hulk. ”

"Sister, what are you worried about when you put on your skirt and use a flying kick to expose your fatness?" Tina asked rhetorically, looking at the skirt in her hand.

"No, it doesn't matter. The pink-haired girl waved her hand rather indifferently. "Underwear is an alternative swimsuit after all, and it will be seen anyway. Besides...... Safety pants were not invented for nothing. ”

"Then why-?" Don't like to wear skirts?

"Mood problems, mood problems. Distressed fingers poked at her temples, and Tifa didn't know how to explain. "Imagine playing with a flying kick in your pants and a flying kick in your skirt, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"If you don't have to kick a move, you'll be fine. "It is really justified for the Dharma Master, who mainly relies on long-distance kites, to say this.

"Anyway, the skirt is not good. "Tifa has never liked to wear dresses or anything like that.

"Eh~~~~~" So Tifa's femininity has always been insufficient.

"Waiter, I want these two!"

"Yes, Miss. The waiter, who listened to the two sisters, laughed but said nothing.

............

courtyard

"Sartre, it's been so long, haven't you figured it out?" Sitting in the corridor of the courtyard, he didn't look back, and the words coming from behind him didn't seem to be heard, and Sartre still stared at the bright moon in the starry sky.

"Your abilities are unique, so why can't you make good use of them? After dinner, Yan Moling went to take a bath. Taking advantage of this time, the adoptive father found Sartre to talk, but the kind expression with Yan Moling disappeared. "Don't forget, if it's not for yourself, can't you think of your sister?" said the admonition...... No, the tone may be said to be a command.

Give them family. Give them food and clothing, give them the 'fatherly love' they have never had, however, unlike the older sister, the younger brother never has the idea of reciprocating. It can even be said that he has never looked at himself with the right eyes.

"If you want that sword, just take it. Sure enough, I got this answer again...... However, this answer is also serious, if you desire the power of the sword, take it away. Sartre never cared.

A group of people can be hacked to death with a magic sword, as can a blade dropped from the side of other dead warriors.

"It's not that you don't know, that sword is only available to you!"

Oh, when I was a child, my adoptive father really took Sartre's magic sword and let it be used by the elites of the empire, but it was concluded that it was completely useless...... Of course, it's not that the magic sword hasn't awakened, but it's directly eroded.

It was originally Sartre who was adopted when he was a child that made him heartfelt to himself from then on, and the result was ...... This kid is unexpectedly mature, no, indifferent! Of course, this intention cannot be spoken. Even if the other party may have been discovered from the moment of adoption.

This kid, to some extent, is also a threat to himself, and it is precisely because he knows that the user is the only one, so he doesn't care if the sword is stolen or not.

After the adoptive father finished speaking, there was a long silence.

This silence is also different from the past.

While the adoptive father was thinking, Sartre also spoke. The faint words can't hear the emotion. "Yes, I agreed. ”

"Hmm?" "Did you agree to join the Imperial Organization?" the adoptive father didn't understand for a while.

"It's a reward for taking care of my sister for so many years. The shadow of his stupid sister flashed inexplicably in his mind. The red-haired boy calmly walked in the direction of his adoptive father and stretched out his arm.

"So-!" the adoptive father was pleasantly surprised.

"My arm, I just want to give it to you. ”

"......" smiled and froze.