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    Jongjang – Village of Back Alley Nymphs #2

    Just a few months ago, the world was so peaceful that it was hard to believe that a war had turned the world upside down.

    Queen Ginebit and King Lucy had frequent meetings between the royal capital and the provincial capital, and a world in which the religious order and the royal family interacted and cooperated the most since the history of the kingdom had arrived.

    “Long live Her Majesty the Queen!”

    “Long live His Holiness the Pope!”

    This is the royal road, Royal Road.

    Two women held each other’s hands on a high platform and waved to the people.

    Seeing this, Platinum Wizard Thorin smiled happily.

    “Of course, the leader is young and pretty, and that’s something to see. Being pretty and beautiful is a talent and power in itself. Make people happy.”

    To be honest, in Thorin’s opinion, that’s what being a leader is all about.

    So, I thought that if it was going to be there anyway, it would be good for a pretty woman to be king or priest, and I was very satisfied that the world actually turned out that way.

    “Yingying yaing.”

    Miss Watson tapped Thorin’s side.

    It meant that there was work to be done, so don’t forget it.

    “Yingying yaing.”

    “Yes, yes. my daughter I didn’t forget it. ruler-. This year’s festival should be grand. That’s because “Village of Back Alley Nymphs” was designated as a must-read book in all cities, including the royal capital and provincial capital.”

    phut-!

    When Thorin slammed his staff on the ground, fireworks flew into the sky.

    It was very beautiful to see fireworks flying like boom, puff, boom, beautifully decorating the sky.

    “Daughter. I am also planning to retire soon.”

    “ing… ?!”

    “The people who should lead this world should not be old people like me, but people who are young and have a bright future. Watson. Watson Seraphine. Please take care of the rest.”

    Jalang-, jalang-.

    Thorin took off the platinum necklace that was hanging around his neck and hung it on his daughter Watson’s neck.

    When Watson came to his senses, startled in many ways, the old wizard Thorin had disappeared from nowhere.

    “Yinging yaing… .”

    He must have gone on a retreat or traveled somewhere.

    Watson was sad that his father, with whom he had developed a close relationship, had to leave on a long journey, but he quickly came to his senses.

    Because Watson had work to do.

    “Yinging yaing!”

    As Watson raised his hands high, the people watching the fireworks around him also raised their hands in joy.

    “Yinging yaing!”

    “Yinging yaing!”

    It was a very enjoyable day of celebration.

    People sang and danced, filled with hope that there would be good days ahead.

    “The terrible war is now over!”

    “Still, I wonder if this is too harsh and cruel to be forced to read “Village of Back Alley Nymphs” every week and even write a book review… .”

    “Shhh… ! You, be careful what you say… !”

    A world where everyone is happy and satisfied.

    Lucy looked closely at the crowd of people gathered on the high platform.

    They were smiling brightly, and there were many children toddling around or babies being held in their mothers’ arms.

    Today is truly full of expectations for tomorrow.

    Lucy smiled brightly as she was surrounded, praised, and blessed by countless people. But on the other hand, I continued to look at the faces of countless people.

    ‘Hyde, aren’t you here?’

    An anniversary celebrating the distribution of “Back Alley Nymph Village” to all kingdom residents.

    The name is also “Nymph Festival”.

    I thought that if that man, Hyde, was alive somewhere in the sky, he would definitely appear at this festival, but he did not appear.

    Kuuuk-.

    Lucy clenched her fists and smiled with some longing.

    ‘Hyde, was this the tomorrow you wanted to show us? I honestly don’t know. But, I will not waste a single day of the today and tomorrow you have created for me.’

    Sze-.

    At that time, Queen Ginebit held out her hand towards Lucy.

    “Are you thinking about my brother?”

    In a world where all the truth that Pope Gregory had hidden was revealed, Ginevit discovered that she had a twin brother.

    To be honest, it didn’t feel real that we were a blood-related family, but it was quite reassuring to have family in a world where we lived like orphans.

    “When Hyde comes back, I’m thinking about handing over my throne to him. Because I think this crown suits him better than me.”

    “No, that’s not true! Hyde. This is not the man who wanted to be king. Hyde. I had a dream.”

    Lucy was a little depressed.

    Ginebit, holding hands with Lucy, raised her hands high in the sky again.

    A shout that bursts out like, “Wow.”

    “Hail!”

    “Long live the United Kingdom!”

    A day when people’s shouts were unusually loud.

    Milione was frowning heavily.

    “Hey! I told you not to leave any food behind because it would be difficult to clean up the leftovers!”

    In front of Milione, small children were running around wildly.

    They were orphans who lost their parents due to war and other events.

    The Archibald family used all the money they had to establish the Archibald Orphanage.

    Milione became a teacher and beat the children.

    “Hey! Don’t throw trash on the floor!”

    “Hehehe… ! Teacher, don’t hit this Millinois… !”

    “Everyone wants to run away… !”

    “The evil nymphophobe is chasing you… !”

    “You guys, if you do such mean things, you become mean people. You’re telling me that you’ll become a person who lies, cheats, and does such bad things!?”

    Wow—children running away.

    Regardless, Milione was popular with young children because she looked pretty.

    Milione’s wish for children to grow up to be good was sincere.

    Milione was looking at one person from these small, scrawny children.

    If such bad people continue to appear in the world, countless people will suffer.

    Therefore, Milione took care of the children to avoid creating a second or third Hyde.

    Looking at his daughter like that, Medici Archibald recalled an old incident.

    The image of his wife, Johanna, laughing with their children overlapped with that of their daughter.

    Johanna was a warm-hearted person.

    It was clear that Milione, who resembled her, actually had a warmer heart than anyone else.

    ‘Although, there are flaws in the fact that, like me, I am not honest… . Johanna. Still, wasn’t this a good size?’

    sss-.

    The blowing wind was warm.

    The firecrackers that continued to explode, pop, pop, pop, were very beautiful.

    A small child approached Medici Archibald.

    “The director is asking Coriol to read a book… ! book… ! I’m asking you to read “The Village of Back Alley Nymphs”… !”

    “If you don’t read it, we will beat the director… !”

    Children flocked in.

    As Medici Archibald accepted the book, his eyes became dizzy in many ways.

    So I had no choice but to ask again a question I have already asked several times.

    “Guys, is this book really interesting?”

    “That’s right… !”

    “It’s very nymph-friendly and fun… !”

    “You can read it every day and never get tired of it… !”

    “Yinging yaing… !”

    The children really liked “The Village of Back Alley Nymphs.”

    They imitated the speech patterns of the strange nymphs that appeared in the book and even thought of themselves as nymphs.

    This is a nationwide phenomenon that is seen not only in this Archibald Orphanage, but in all children… .

    ‘Is this some kind of curse…? ?’

    Medici thought of the author of the book and decided that it was a very reasonable hypothesis.

    however-.

    The children’s faces were bright and they were all extremely cheerful. If this were someone’s curse, it would be impossible for children to laugh like this.

    At that time, someone appeared towards the children.

    “Wow!”

    “Hehehe… ! Let’s run away… ! A mean lazy person has arrived… !”

    “Garr-!”

    Children running and running away.

    Looking at that scene, Agileth laughed heartily and said.

    “Medici. Would you really be okay with retiring from your position as archbishop? Things will change in the kingdom. Wouldn’t there be less confusion if people like you were firmly in place?”

    Agiles’ face became a little puffy.

    Medici said something while looking at that scene.

    “Is it really possible for you to gain that much weight?”

    “Haha! Aren’t these happy days in a world where swords rust and knights gain weight? And, since you have your son Alter, I don’t mind having some fun! Rather, please send my letter to Miss Midvar today as well… .”

    Agiles has had a crush on nun Midvar for a long time.

    Sister Midvar continued to reject his advances because she hated frivolous men like Agiles and had taken a vow of chastity.

    Medici soon grinned.

    “Now that I think about it, Sister Midvar said she would be waiting for you. He said he would wait in front of the fountain in the square until 2 p.m.”

    “What? Isn’t it 3pm now? I’m bored!”

    Pot-.

    Aguiles ran to somewhere.

    It was a dazzling day for everyone.

    # # #

    A happy festive day for everyone.

    Doban stood on the wall of Agarpe and looked at Sodomy in the distance.

    “I’m calm now, but-. These guys don’t know what they’ll do again.”

    A Blood Crusade wearing red robes was stationed in Sodomy.

    Because they were plotting a truly terrifying ‘plan’, Count Dovan, the head of the Agarpe family and in charge of security for Durgien, had to be constantly on the lookout for them.

    Approximately 1 year.

    The Blood Crusade was relatively quiet in sodomy, but Doban’s quiet silence was particularly suspicious and, on the one hand, disappointing.

    “Count!”

    At that time, someone came up to the fort.

    The boy was Cole, who was once the gardener of the Agarpe family.

    “Call! What’s going on! Could it be that the Demon King was resurrected in the Blood Crusade? Otherwise, will Ras, the evil Butterfly Masked Sin-seat, invade our Agarpe territory again?”

    “That, that─.”

    “I, Count Dovan, can tell… ! The Blood Crusade has not yet forgotten its ambition to rule the world… ! That Lass with the butterfly mask is still targeting us… !”

    Doban shouted in great excitement.

    Lass of the Butterfly Mask, who has not been heard from for a year.

    I had no doubt that there would be news about her.

    “The Blood Crusade are planning to resurrect the fearsome Demon King Rust, right? I know everything! Anyway, I am the head of Agarpe and the guardian of Durgien… !”

    For some reason, Doban’s expression looked very bright and happy as he said that.

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