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Kaikoku Enumasan. Central District – Slam Street.

It is not yet known that there is a general headquarters of the blood of the merciful in its lowest basement.

A bunch of heavenly white hooded robes – followers of Ixos.

All of them will not wrap their faces around this unified robe.

Because the supreme leader – that idea of believing in the teachings of the Demon Pope – is what is considered important.

However, it is limited to the human race.

“Here.”

One of the faithful found the entrance.

A group of thousands of people step into the bottom tier one after the other.

For the purpose of annihilating the beasts and the poor.

Beneath the endless blue sky.

Even the little birds linger, and the spacious meadows are filled with butterflies of various shades.

The dog child, who fell after the butterfly, was reached out to the cat girl and again ran with an uncontrolled grin.

Turning right, I saw the gates of the site imitating the kingdom of the beast.

Turn left and you’ll find a house in Hitachi.

Behind you can see a strange castle in the process of being built.

Looks like a palace lit up by blue lights.

This is a dungeon.

Between delusion and fantasy by making it the property of the Hitachi Sect.

Central meadow area surrounded by three buildings.

There was one, a large round table available.

The roundtable was surrounded by such facial rashes, and discussions were about to take place that would shape the future of the organization as we exchanged meals.

“Romero. Have you evacuated?”

The political sect pinches the table and the dishes and asks the old man sitting just across the street.

“Of course it is. You’re still worried,” Romero cheered gently.

The blood of the merciful “attending physician”.

Romero A. Fingerheart. Occupation, medical doctor. Race, subhuman.

Three dwarf brothers – Tom, Sam and Dean introduced me to the wandering doctor.

The Subman is called a monster by man because he is a species that is neither man nor beast man, and he is called a traitor by beast man, a species that is persecuted while.

There were also appearances of Tom, Sam and Dean in turn from Romero’s left neighbor.

They are each part of the blood of the merciful.

“It must be around the time I’m walking in the basement where I’ve been stuck.”

“Right. That’s a masterpiece.”

A political sect with a smile in a sip of wine.

“You could have killed him anyway and turned him into a loot,” Tom said.

“The robes the Ixos are wearing are a little fancy. I wanted it,” Sam said.

“I’m talking about thousands of people, so I’m sure you’ve got some good magic. Mr. Nito,” said Dean.

“Sooner or later it will be ours. That castle in the sky is fascinating. As a base in the future, well, there’s nothing particularly useful right now. Besides, I’d like to weigh a little more of the difference in power from the Demon Pope.”

The Blood of the Merciful “Supervised by the Public Relations Department”

Tom A. Birkin. Occupation, alchemist. Race, dwarf.

Sam A. Birkin. Occupation, magician. Race, dwarf.

Dean A. Birkin. Occupation, appraiser. Race, dwarf.

The three are responsible for public relations activities in the organization.

Through experience such as merchants and tool shops, he was chosen because he also had handouts.

“Alicia, I’m sorry I called you back so suddenly.” The political ministry speaks to the right next door.

“No, not at all. I’ll call you anytime.”

The blood of the merciful, The Voyager.

Alicia A. Halzent. Occupation, occupier. Race, Fox.

The Fox are rare among beasts, a species with a surname.

Alicia is a fox tribe exiled from the inside because she is a mutant species with nine tails.

Plus he treats humans badly, resenting the Fox and humans.

After going through the inside, he was hired by the nobleman’s house as a maid of honor, but the lord only saw Alicia for his body, and when he found out about it, Alicia felt in crisis and killed the lord and fled.

Afterwards, he was called out to the political ministry who traced him to the slum district of Enumasan.

Ability as a spellman. He uses his experience inside and is entrusted with the navigator of his life by fortune.

I may also be an advisor on the organization’s path.

How’s the lurking going?

“No problem so far. Julius is now in love with the subject.”

“Isn’t that a good thing,” the political ministry laughed with his nose.

The look on the face of the political sect in a mood increases and each hand proceeds.

He ate meat, drank alcohol, put his hands on vegetables, fish and soups, and drank alcohol again.

“Gdufka. What kind of meat is this?”

“Tom Pearl is named Pork Meat!” There was a voice next to Romero’s right.

To the words of Gudufka, those around him laughed with a belly in one hand of the jock.

“Phew. Even that tasted good,” said the political ministry.

“You weren’t a tasteful man, were you? I’m a pig anyway. Hehe, are you rude to the pig?”

The blood of the benevolent “Chef and Head of the Arms Department”.

Guduvka A. Trivan. Occupation, blacksmith. Race, Dwarf.

The weapons sector also produces weapons and protective equipment.

It was before the political sect founded the blood of the merciful.

In the Dark Market of Enumasan, Zheng Zong used the help of three dwarf brothers to issue a sticker called “Human Recruitment that can exterminate the Beasts of Slam Street”.

It was Gudufka who was one of the people gathered.

And it was also Gudufka who survived there as a result of letting him kill each other before with great rewards.

Later he accepted the prospects and ideas of the political sect and joined the blood of the merciful.

“Gudufka, don’t bring up stories without goods. I imagined the last face of him.”

One empty from the political sect. Left neighbor Larna spilled her stupidity as she ripped the bread off and ate it.

The blood of the merciful, “The Unbelonged (Maccabel) Supervisor.”

Larna A. Roslick. Occupation, interpreter. Race, elves.

Elves have clear white skin. But those born of brown skin are discriminated against with dark elves.

Dark Elves is a discriminatory term and not nominal. That’s also the first word the elves themselves started calling and spreading. Elves become the official name.

Dark Elves sacrifice their lives as ominous is the norm in the Elves. In other words, it will be killed.

Lana escaped as a child.

A political sect met a slave trader when he was caught and sold at a slave store in Enumasan.

Just now, to celebrate the blood of the benefactor, we talked about “going to raid an institution like no other.”

And I was helped out. Since that time, Larna has liked political sects.

“Lord Rana is a mirror of mercy, isn’t he? To such a man.”

Next to Larna’s left, an old man with a crooked white beard at his waist browns.

“Sir Elferise, please don’t. I just don’t want to remember the dirty human face. As long as I’m eating…”

“I’m a human being, too,” said the political ministry.

“It’s sloppy…… Dear Amadeus” Larna depressed by the fudge. The political sect was laughing.

“Dear Amadeus. Don’t change the tone of the Lord. Any organization needs a physical appearance. I say the first name stands for the body, but the other way around, it’s more than that,” said the old man.

The Blood of the Merciful “General Performance”.

Elferise A. Morrow. A profession, a magician. Races, humans.

Greyberg Sage – The Wizard of the Woods. He is the brother of the late Albert Morrow.

It is also known in the name of the elferese of the world.

Before joining the bloodline of the benevolent, he worked as a corporate consultant.

After accession, he is responsible for guiding the political ministry, such as Amadeus in the organization – his behavior as the supreme leader.

“… let’s be mindful. Sir Elferise.”

The voice of the political sect became a little thicker and lower.

The magic imparted to the robe changed the vocal quality.

The producer is three dwarf brothers.

“I’m talking about finding out, by the way, is that just Wolzwola’s demon king”

“… oh”

“I see.” I had a white jaw. “Then you should be even more vigilant in the future. By the way, I hadn’t asked you yet, how did that happen?”

“… right. Including that, let’s talk a little around here. First, I want to introduce you to everyone.”

In the seat next to the left of the political sect was the figure of Khalifa.

The political sect barely explained it, and Khalifa repeated all that earlier when he carried the wine into his mouth in an unsettled manner.

We have not yet been informed why the political ministry binds such an organization.

“This woman is a superhuman Khalifa.”

That’s where I heard some small surprises.

Because the Superman is considered a doomed species and one of the ancient species.

“Legendary Adventurer Party Dragon’s Heart. Explained this way, we may all get it a little wrong, but it has nothing to do with that existing organization. I don’t mind thinking so. It was roughly 150 years ago now that the dragon’s heart was active. Dungeon attack at the time…”

Amadeus explained to everyone about the dragon’s heart.

That there were five adventurers: Zephyr, Kagetra, Adolph, Khalifa and Shawn.

“The other day, as you know, I raided the Empire and failed. Lost a lot of compatriots, and then a lot of leavers out of the organization.”

The round table was silent.

“Nito, is the Empire talking about Darmskale? Then why did the Empire perish, you? …” said Khalifa.

Demonic communication. The empire became a mushroom.

“A little different. They must have abandoned that country themselves. I didn’t destroy it. Because I’ve been paying you back. I had earlier meetings with Sir Elferise and Tom, Sam and Dean. They moved their stronghold to the Underworld.”

“The underworld. You mean the Sigmadeus we talked about before?

“Perhaps to the extent that But you should be pretty sure. I’ll tell you why. Before that. Mr. Khalifa, has anyone been visiting you since, or has there been any progress?

“… no one has visited, but Oliver’s objects are going to work. I’m sure it’ll still take some time.”

“Really… he hasn’t been to see you”

“Guy?… Who are you talking about?

The political ministry drank wine there and deliberately opened its doors.

And I’m to the point.

“There was Adolph in the Empire”