国产超碰人人做人人爱

The body is black, the pattern is red with red skin, the pattern thread is black, and the sheath is red with phoenix wood. And there is no direct connection, but it is the succession of sixteen nights. Based on that, Aeta will think about it.

Aotearoa kept her eyes closed at some point with her arms together. Silence dominates the place. Deena and Antogal took a breath and waited for Ethereal's answer.

Whether it was a few minutes in time, or a few dozen minutes, Ethereum opens her eyes as it passes.

"Decided, your name is Night Moon."

Aotearoa makes an image of the moon floating in the dark night.

"Are you sure?"

Because Deena didn't know Kanji, she only had the image to receive from the sound of the words, but still nodded with a smile that seemed satisfying that something had been felt.

Antogal was twisting his neck without trying to make sense, but he wasn't going to complain about Ethereum's decided name.

"Finally, I could have my love knife"

Aotearoa was savoring the feeling that she couldn't fill at sixteen nights. That was what I had just been able to do earlier, but I was familiar with my hands and could feel the unity as if it had always been mine.

"Congratulations"

Deena also has such expressions as senselessness.

"Ha, it's been a long time since I've built something... now I hope I can build a weapon too"

Antogal was satisfied that he had created the greatest masterpiece in his history and had worked out his vision for the next one in his head.

"It's okay, your strength has been proven with this one. All you have to do is be confident."

Aotearoa speaks to Antogal, staring at the sword.

"Oh, yeah?

Antogal was scratching his head gassy with a little light.

When we interact like that, it gets noisy outside the workshop.

"Hmm? Something's going on out there... I'm gonna take a look"

Antogal heads to the table to see what's going on out there.

"What is it?

"I wonder what?

Aotearoa and Deena looked at each other, looking in the direction Antogal headed.

Wait a while, but Antogal didn't come back, and Ethereum and Deena watched the moon at night because they were talking out loud.

Then, a few dozen more minutes later, Antogal returns to the workplace with a harsh face.

"Ah, Mr. Antogal, welcome home... is something wrong?

The expression of Antogal, voiced, comes before Ethereum, unchanged and ruthless.

"Bad news...... I was told I had a lot to ask about this mining. They told me to bring you not only me, but you who accompanied them to the mining."

Aotearoa felt watered by the completion of the night moon, but anticipated this possibility.

"I knew you'd come. Whatever happened with the General, we came back for our purpose... then what happened to the dragon iron we mined? What was going on in there? What the hell did you make? Holy shit."

Antogal nodded at Aotearoa's words.

"Exactly. You two are passing on your strengths as you deserve. What have all those powerful people done and what have they made? I was once in the first place, wasn't I? It also led to the idea of what happened."

Deena is waiting for Ethereal's word in a slightly troubled manner.

"So when and where am I supposed to go?

The words of Aotearoa were unexpected and answered the call.

"Are you going?

Surprised Antogal asks.

"Well, you have no choice. If we don't go, you'll be annoyed, and the service is here because we've got what we're looking for. So when are we going?

Aeta was not angry that the moon was called up at night because she was overjoyed.

"Ah, ah. The royal castle told me to come whenever I was ready."

Hearing that, Aeta stood up and headed for the backyard.

"Hey, what's going on?

Antogal asks questions about his behavior.

"No, I sweated and it was dirty, so I thought I'd wash it off with water. Then we'll get dressed and head to the castle."

"Coming up!?

Antogal, who was surprised too quickly to expand, has a louder tone of voice.

"Shut up."

"Shh, sorry."

"You better get rid of the hassle quickly, and you need to be ready because you can't go like this. So I want to start getting ready... you shouldn't be that, either, right?

Pointed out by Aotearoa, Antogal skips his appearance there for the first time. The work clothes remained and the dirt remained intact during the work.

"Uh, you fell asleep like this... I'm gonna wash it too and then get dressed"

Although he was tired, Antogal had a little regret that he fell asleep in bed in dirty clothes.

"If you're going to the castle, I'll get dressed, too."

Each begins to prepare for the castle.

Neighborhood craftsmen were waiting outside when Ethereum, who was the earliest ready, went outside the workshop.

"Oh, it's you. What do you say? You got it? Could it be the one on that hip?

A craftsman who met Ethereum yesterday asks Ethereum questions as he asks.

"This is it, but I'm not going to show it to you guys. I don't want to sell the love knife so cheaply."

Craftsmen wrinkle between their eyebrows at Ethereal's answer, but they closed their mouths more than that because the craftsmen could understand their dedication. However, some of the other craftsmen were not convinced and continued to ask Ethereal Tai questions.

"Why can't I show you? It won't be anything less, but it will be removed when I use it."

Aeta sighed at the words of the heartless craftsman.

"Ha, there are some types where curiosity prevails over pride and admiration as an artisan... no matter what they say, I'm not going to show it"

The craftsman, who was so told, tries to pack it even further into Ethereum, but it is stopped by the other craftsmen.

"I'm sorry to hear that Antogal's latest work is that interest wins. But it's certainly the wrong thing to do as an artisan to make it look impossible. I'll tell this guy I'm tough, so forgive me."

With that said, the man who tried to pack it up had his head suppressed by the craftsmen and forced him to bow his head.

"Well, unless you understand. This is trivial."

The craftsmen still couldn't hide their curiosity about the sword at Ethereum's waist and saw it as a flicker, but Ethereum waited for Deena and Antogal to be ready without even caring about it.