49 49 Stories Who's the True Escort?

"Hey, Taro"

When I started going through the venue again, the shaking night (Koya), which stiffened my right neighbor, whispered in my ear.

"What?"

"Nothing, Taro. Why do you and Mr. George know each other?

Evening Fai (Yuki) replaces the question that was about to come up at night and tells her that she is hissing from the opposite side.

"Yeah, George was the first person I became friends with. Didn't I tell you?

"I didn't ask..."

"You didn't ask."

The two sigh heavily.

That kind of attitude makes me a little nervous.

These two tend to repel races like bisexuality, amphibianism, and occamas and onabes in certain events, which happened in middle school. Did you not like George? If so, it's the same for me, and I'm admiring the fact that Real is being feminized, and I'm about to be distanced from the two first.

"... what's the problem?

Naturally, my voice gets smaller.

"No, there's no problem, but I'm surprised."

"Quick story, Mr. George is a pretty amazing guy."

"Glenn, you're sick enough to use your salutation."

Indeed, as Evening Fai pointed out earlier, I think Glenn was using a tribute that doesn't suit the character.

"That's right, Taro. This is how we get through the crowd safely, because George was so prestigious, wasn't he?

I was kind of guessing that though.

"Mr. George... you can't insult me (ah, etc.). Are you the biggest competitor..."

Mina is clinging to my arm and whining bumps.

"Is George such a celebrity?

"You didn't know. You were dating"

Quickly lift your glasses and stare at them as if they were open.

"George is the vice president of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) called Sadie Stick."

"Almost everyone there holds first-class craftsmanship and is a big support for mercenaries (players) attacking the front lines."

"Besides, you have enough strength to fight for the artisanal mercenary regiment (clan)."

"George is in charge of the artisan side, the substance, and the mercenary side."

Masuka.

" All Mercenary (Player) operated stores with Mark's name on them belong to that Mercenary (Clan Member)"

Revealed here, who George is.

I haven't felt free for a long time, but I'm surprised he was the deputy head of the famous mercenary regiment (clan).

You could have told me a word or so.

Or am I the only one who thinks it's a story that has on all stores?

"I don't care about the information, but you're at war with a mercenary group called the Mazo Star Stick."

"Quick story, they just want to be bullied."

"Sure, I'm glad to be attacked by Sadie Stick, and there's a verse (fudge) that's just making a little bit out of it."

I understood more or less about George.

And even now, I realize that I lack knowledge of the mercenary regiment (clan).

There is also a great lack of study on this occasion when powerful mercenary regiments (clans) gather.

The immediate response, the so-called generation of items and the tactical aspects of PvP, had all gone blind, and keeping that point in mind was completely out of the question.

I regret that I needed to slap more of the mercenary regiments (clans) into each other's force maps and relational stuff in the head.

"... are there any mercenary regiments (clans) that should be particularly vigilant?

It will be here to grasp it as soon as possible now.

I have eyes around me, I don't have time, and I'm exhausted on this one point.

We need to end this quiet conversation soon.

"So is' lone wolf 'in the case of Talo..."

"After all, if you're going after me, it's called the most powerful mercenary regiment (clan) that's gaining momentum and specialized in PvP right now."

Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) conceived a little, and uttered his name so as to spit out heavy lead.

"" Neck hunting drunkenness. ""

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Do you?

That's where my sister runs the mercenary regiment.

"Quick story is one of the top of the line."

"Best of all, he's a mercenary regiment (clan) named after him as a military cabinet candidate."

By the way, when you explain what a military cabinet is, there is a grid in the mercenary corps, one of the grids. They're going to grant various bonuses to the Mercenary Corps (Clan) if they raise their stature.

Mercenary Corps Military Cabinet The system ranks up with the Kingdom, but at present, there is no information that any mercenary corps (clan) has been promoted to the Military Cabinet.

Still, to be honest, I'm scared that 'Neck Hunting Drunk Co' will be named as the first candidate to go up to the military cabinet.

What the hell is my sister doing in this clan clan?

"I don't hear bad rumors, but there are a number of scary rumors"

"I guess it's a mercenary regiment (clan) with good sense, huh?

Speaking of which, why don't the two of you realize that the famous mercenary regiment (clan) leader (top) is my sister, because my rear friends have never met my sister in real life.

Somehow, it sounds interesting, so let's shut up.

Yes, where the prank sprouted, George's legs stopped going forward.

I thought it was time we arrived at the deepest part of the venue, thanks to George and everyone, and a group of people seemed to be blocking ahead.

The place where we are is just crowded and noisy inside the venue.

Looks like a verbal fight is starting to break out right now.

A beauty in a green dress and a brilliant beauty in a red dress were somewhat evil.

Following their gaze, they could see a group of bright yellow from light armor to cape with a proud grin.

That number is 12.

The green dress beauty bravely approached the yellow group one step closer to what she thought.

"As always, you're too flashy for nothing." The Executioner of the Golden Clock. "

As the thing goes, the beautiful woman in the red dress who was next door behind her laughs with the kind of eyes she sees trash.

I don't even know how irritating they are. Because we're not moving forward either because of the yellow guy.

However, the fact that there are 12 people in the venue is probably quite a group of rich mercenaries (clans). Because that's all the carriage I could have prepared.

"Chitchitch. This is the 'Maiden Society' gentlemen who will continue to mark the hour wonderfully for how long. Oh, excuse me. You weren't all (...)"

The two of us (...) dislike the female mercenary (player) at the ball is a little bearded uncle wearing a yellow helmet or just one of the yellow groups.

Honestly, it's crude with iron helmets painted with cheap paint yellow over the whole body yellow, and it's pretty dull. I still feel better about the yellow hat that first grade students wear.

Is that the leader of the Mercenaries (Clan) "Executioner of the Golden Clock"?

"Good day to all the 'golden watch executioners' who want to spend their money for nothing and look good. Everyone in this room is amazed by the inferior character and lack of financial sense of horse shit."

The women will do this again.

"Chitch. Everyone in the regiment just spent a little money because they wanted to come to this flourishing stage as soon as possible. Or is there something about" The Maiden's Society "that you can't even pay such a small amount of money to thank the men who will contribute to its beauty every day? Oh, excuse me. Haven't you ever had such noble feelings for you in good health?"

A yellow uncle with a little moustache on his mouth.

"Oh, isn't a hot man hot or wise for that yellow head? Don't you understand what I'm trying to say is a waste? We at the Maiden's are just building funds for weapons and protective equipment."

"Chitchitch. Waste? Unlike some small, weak mercenary regiment (clan), can't you understand that our regiment is now in a situation where there is no need to increase its power?

Hino.

Both are Scary Mercenaries (Clans).

Neither the "executioner of the golden watch" who boards in large numbers, nor the "Maiden's Society" who thinks nothing of the number of disadvantages.

"I'm saying it's too bad, I don't have any products. How classy is the lady there (...) compared to you guys?

And when I thought the red dress sister from "The Maiden Society" suddenly shifted her gaze here, the topic came to me.

"Chitchy. A poor mercenary regiment (clan) without Hua (ha) often chirps today. But unfortunately, I have to agree with you on the second half."

Wow.

Take a serious look at this one to your mustache.

I can't get tired of that enough and the 'Maiden's Union' and 'The Executioners of the Golden Clock' moved towards us.

"Classy lady, would you enjoy our unique story and that of a woman together?

The two sisters curtesy, while a seductive (frightening) grin creeps in. I mean, it kind of lit up, but the quarrelsome vibe up until just now, it was a strangely attractive smile.

"Chitchitchy. Time is gold. But sometimes beauty can be worth much more than time. Please, the gentleman's gaze and the hour, the poor lady who stops sewing. Why don't we talk about Kim and time in depth with ourselves?

On such a mouth, besides what it was you who pinched your mouth, Glenn.

"Both, don't be grossly boring rhetoric. Ladies, there's no way a young man in charge of a glorious future can keep up with your old stinking stories. We should consider generations."

Well, I was still there, Mr. Glenn.

Glenn, your abrupt sideburn caught the ladies' eyelids.

But you don't realize that, his turn goes on.

"Gentlemen of the clock where it is. If Time Is Money is a Creed, oral complaints are shorter. Or can a gold-plated watch only make you waste your time as a woman?

"Oh, there he is. A sleepless magician. Is magic fun?

Don't break your expression, the ladies listen back.

Her mouth is smiling, but the wrinkles on her eyes are spasmodic (convulsions) with anger.

"Chitchitch, you were there or you didn't sleep. My internal clock seems unwell due to lack of sleep, but can I fix it here for you"

With that said, Uncle Huang rattles the hardware on his armor.

I thought it would be the end of the repair or tearing it apart.

Glenn exhaled a small breath with a slightly exaggerated reaction to the Ni Army.

"I'm saying that I've pioneered an earlier monkey play to your point. The person watching (this one) got itchy. If you say" executioner of the golden watch "and" maiden council, "you'll be famous."

Until earlier, we were having such a verbal fight, and we were close?

"Big time, I know you've been playing one play to make contact with my dear princess, but as long as I'm here, I won't let her touch one finger"

Glenn, you let Bassa hang her robe, and she smiled at me.

Or I don't like the mercenary regiment (clan) here playing such a small play to talk to me in a natural way...

"There's a growing interest in sleepless magicians, young ladies."

"Chitchy, it's interesting to see the first time for an insomniac who understands the preciousness of time."

Glenn, it looks like your heh was counterproductive, and both formations are getting extra close.

"Oh, what are you guys. If you're selling a fight, why don't we buy it high with our fists?"

"I don't know, but I don't want you involved..."

"It's immoral. I can't believe we're faking ourselves to get closer to Heavenly Man."

Even Yuki and Mina joined you and started confronting the Maiden Society and the executioners of the Golden Clock.

The look on each other's faces is gloomy, but the tense air begins to drift like we're not going to give in at all to both sides.

George in the line of favors and I looked at Okama's trends and somehow looked in the direction of the day after.

He stares jeezily into the back of the venue.

What the hell are you looking at so seriously, and I'm also caught looking in the direction that Okama will keep an eye on.

"Ah..."

I accidentally got a voice, and in response to my voice, which can be called the seed of contention in front of me, the gaze of both factions staring at me concentrates.

But that's not the case.

Ahead of what Okama and I can see.

A female mercenary (player) with six mercenaries (players).

Some of them look familiar.

Like breaking the elephant mercenaries (players), no, the mercenaries (players) around them are paving the way. Anyway, despite being a densely populated ballroom, a female mercenary who is naturally and herself creating a path here without any creation, slowly walks on.

The long black hair is a tall part of the head and is tied up with a narrow ribbon with elegant blue embroidery.

Even though she is a woman, is she dressed like a soldier and a swallow tail suit that your son in the social world seems to be wearing and divided by (d), and should I describe that as a handsome man in a man's dress?

Her beauty went hand in hand, not at all unnatural, but rather suited her well enough to say this one was natural.

It doesn't depend on the pace at which you push forward, it's an elegant move like the famous actress of Treasure Tsuka.

But the air she's haunted is anger.

Initially, deep, heavy, fierce, angry eyes swept around. The temper of slaughtering (hoffing) all who meet them is scattered around, and the mercenaries (players) present in the venue are distracted from each other.

"That guy..."

Here, Yuki finally realizes who I'm chasing with my eyes.

It shouldn't be my fault that Evening Fai's voice was shaking slightly.

"Hey, why are you creeping over here...?

Next, the voice shifted slightly at night.

"Come on, it's dangerous... it's not the hunter's sin"

"Chitch Chicken Bull," Neck Hunting Insanity Together "......"

"The Maiden Society" and "The Executioner of the Golden Clock" come to life when they see her.

She stopped right in front of us when she was treated as if she were dehumanizing her fears.

Me and I got eyes on her. She's hooked, breaking her face here for the first time.

To that grin, the surrounding mercenary (player), whose tension had reached its pinnacle, sighed in a howl as if it had only relaxed for a moment.

But the next moment, when she quietly put her hands on the double sword pattern she stabbed on her hips, it just happened to transform into stuck air.

Everyone gets silent.

A space so quiet that you can hear the sound of swallowing the same raw spit. It was a clear indication of who took the lead in this rush.

The mercenaries (players) who had previously widened their bickering were grown up like frogs caught in snakes, staring at her with frightening eyes.

A female mercenary (player) called a hunter responds with a cold eye.

"You have a weird mustache on my (...) taro"

Especially standing to consolidate both sides of me, I think I sent a gaze to pierce Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya)...

It's frightening.

"I don't mind talking about the preciousness of time..."

Suddenly Pottori and she muttered.

"It would also be good for women to play with each other in their spare time..."

Are you talking about an earlier argument?

"I don't mind being frightened...... I want to get what I want. Natural cooking, huh?

She turns slowly to you, Glenn. The eye is a serpent. I got eyes on Medusa coming out of the myth. Glenn, you don't make it as slight as a stone.

Ignoring him like that, she then approaches them at night.

"I have something to protect, too. I want to take care of it. For example, if my precious silver-haired girl there had a weird mustache, she'd want to rip it off, pay it off, crush it"

Softly, her right leg touched Yuki's boot.

"Right?

I slowly weighed the word on my right leg to signal.

I can hear the boots squeaking. Yuki has very white eyes of fear. He looks down with a blue face, teasing his glasses quickly at night. It's a traumatic sight.

As she stepped on Yuki's feet, she looked around and vomited her words quietly, but so that everyone could hear her.

"Mercenaries are just named bugs, listen carefully. Give that silver-haired girl a little light."

Her mouth angle gradually rises and she draws an arc.

However, the eye is the serpent itself, which sets the aim for the prey.

"Then we'll root for you and hunt you down with your souls."

Slowly angry dialogue clings to the audience's ears so that every word is deliberately separated and rough emotions are contained.

"And when I gave this child a tragedy..."

As the candle (candle) flames go out, I can hear her faintly when her expression disappears.

"Real life to your brothers and sisters, or your family... don't make me want to do something for you"

Turns out the venue has already been donned.

Sister, I'm frightened.

Was that the character?

You didn't go to college and start taking weird lectures or anything, did you?

A mercenary (player) sent me the look of mercy.

Please don't.

Don't look at me like, 'Poor thing, if I were you, I'd die'.

It's spicy.

"Come on, my taro. Shall we?

Sister Bracon, who is ill with two illnesses, has arrived.

I covered my face with both hands.

Perfect from the gap in my hand, my sister and I have eyes...

With this hand, would I rather not be able to cover up and hide my sister?

The party venues, which were supposed to be more luxurious than any other place allowed by the privileged class, were slaughtered more than any other venue around us.