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Chapter 27: Mediator (Part 1)

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God’s departure also watched the end of this kerfuffle. In any case, they had at least peace and tranquility.

Meanwhile, Borja, Abadon left six debris. Feisha initially took turnips and planned to go to supplement her energy – one after another in fear, because it was a kind of drain, but his attempt to make friends. It was blocked by Jin, who dragged him back to this gastĉambro with a positive attitude and humble smile. Asa followed them by the door, she closed her face.

Feisha opened her mouth behind the closed door. “The truth will happen soon, if its time will be our participation.

Mr Jin said with confidence. “Everyone knows that I’m not blind”

Feisha, when he gets into his fist on glass, burns, ekstreĉiĝis on the windows “Return to your honor, come, I tell you that all some bags of gold are based”

Gin wanted to be finished before unlimited maintenance. “Thank you for reminding me that some people will not be silent.”

It was a break.

“You know,” Feisha was deep, his head burning, “It knew that I came when I first came.

“…”

“Therefore, I wrote the will, before I will accurately describe what happened between you and God.

“…”

“If I die or I will need three days, I will hand it over to the trustee and prompt them to publish their content.”

“…”

Feisha looked at Ginu through his eyes and raised his head. “So, what do you think about how to protect me from evil, if this is an unfortunate accident, this letter is …”

I find the golden buckle that put their eyes on them. “I heard that there was only one person in Noah’s class.

“…”

“So where was this most likely trusted person?

“…”

“In addition to the Noah’s Ark, we probably do not have television, but we have books, so do not follow the strategies that have already been killed.”

“…”

Gin raised his eyebrows. “So, what’s your decision?”

“Of course, I’m going faster and standing up to my friends,” said Feisha. “How can you compare only the currency with our vessel?” If the currency now can not endanger people, can you not help it?

Happy smile “Can I chat now?”

Feisha was bored. “Or, do not we understand correctly?”

After reading, Gin noticed that Feisha was actually given once. Since all Feisha came from him, it seemed that almost all the bad blood and bad plans. “So, how do you think it should be included?

Break “I think it was already wrapped up?” He asked, confused. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Gin was worried about him. “Do you call it” wrapped “?”

Feisha was violently abused. “Of course you are the liar and the prosperity of crops in which the crisis has been resolved, the crisis has been resolved, there is a good time … the invisible prince and the vampire prince happy he was alive. What is the perfect conclusion.” He poured everything into Onkonu and starts from his own To this momentary point in the emotions, from the king of the little king’s devil, the great king’s devil, the great king had a restless fear. Now that his life has finally returned to normal, it would be even better if no further problems were resolved.

“But what about the Honorable and the Allemed?

Feisha spoke right away. “What should I do?” He was defeated gradually. Where is he reborn while these two are guilty of torture?

“Nothing, but it’s something related to me,” Ginn replied. He felt that such a family jacket was indeed a victim, but he saw the departure of Almedande’s trail and Gréd Dea. This tragic back, of course, did not come out when the day helped him with his stick. And when they came out, they moved, and they exploded. What should he do? The more he thought about it, he was the most depressed.

Feisha crossed the bed and leaned around Jin and gently lay at the door.

“I used the bar around the room,” said gin, not a turning point.

Feisha knocked on the stairs and left the holy laugh. “I will not try to escape simply by taking my son. Is the bar in the bar or not?

Gin raised his eyebrows. “You can run around with your head when it goes, it’s inside, if it’s upgraded, it’s out.”

I was curious about my finger at the door – it’s gone.

Jin sits side by side, laughing and ridiculing. Feisha pretends that he did not see, closed his door behind, I went to the bathroom. Then he put the only seat and disappeared, bending down. Mental and physical tiredness that he was ignored in the past, captures the conscience as evil, immediately go to bed.

In the dream he went back to the office, the remaining discus ball, had hit the lights, such as the table and chairs.

The fuse enters the door with a fax bottle. “Why can you do this?” He is brave

“As the Buddhists fully asked

Hughes destroyed the file and grabbed the clothes. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

………

Feisha could not move her eyes down. Six luggage pieces are covered by the eyes, leaving the top layer intact. When he shouted, Isfel’s unique magnetic voice said in his ears: “How did you look?” What a shade of a great deal.

Upon raising a full red eye, Feisha began Hughes heading for Isfel. His black students seemed to be widespread and seemed to be a big battery that threatened to embed a body and soul.

Was it a terrible movie?

His mind was erased with this idea. Even apocalypse and the purchase of ancient colonies were not terrible. Feisha desperately blows Issefle.

From the memory, the office consisted only of the corridor, leading one to the railway side, the other half went to the lobby, and a small man on the other side created a water source. But, retreating, the road was far off and replaced the huge ocean. He takes one step and cries without time.

The water soon reached his head, making it difficult to breathe.

“Wow …” His nose was completely blocked, and suddenly he woke up, becoming absorbed into Rina’s face smile. Slender finger knit her nose.

Feisha hid her mouth from her mouth.

Go on her hands. “Enter the toilet?”

Feisha nodded.

“Do not pull your pants?” Do not pull the toilet?

“I have constipation,” the fisherman answered softly. “Before I work, I have to go into this area.

It hid in the dark. “I have heard that people tend to lose control of the intestinal muscles, but they can not help when they are badly affected.

Feisha unexpectedly resigned. “Ell, I wanted to eat cake”

Jin held her hand and shook it. “My throat can help to eat stitches.” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

………

Feisha stood and knocked on Gin’s shoulder and said: “I think you said something about the alarm,” and we’re all shining here, you told me something you should not hesitate. Become an obligatory companion.

Gin pulls her hand and straightened up to this point. “Can you accept Demyal allergy?

Fuck He said he was not already a prosecutor, and he did not mention anything about dating. Why did everything ask him for help from such a shot? Feisha saw her innocently. “I’m alone, do you know?

He nodded with understanding. “Do not worry: when you solve the problem, I’ll find you.”

Feishas’s eyes are burned. “How good is it?”

“Sincerity and kindness” Vilta was good, they will be fine. Just as good they will be graceful.

“How about the body?”

“It looks like Asa.”

“…”

Before isolating Feish’s manifestation research, this can be a kind of curiosity and nonsense in his hands.

Feisha turned his head heavily. “Will you look like Layton?”

Jin praised.

“… a little, but I do not want to throw it at least.”

Liddus “Is not that good? If you can not remove the cake from the bottom, you can always drive it from the top.

………

Feisha pushed the necessary lid and emptied his belly. Gin summons him in a crush and hand over a piece of toilet paper to him.

Feisha took the paper and laughed a few times and said it was weak. “Only by playing the Dea and Almedante co-ordinator, he seems to be unable to escape it, maybe he will accept his fate.

It sacrificed kindness.

“So, first of all, we need to resolve the Worries of concern.”

“I understand that Man with Allemeda is not completely wrong,” said Gin. “If he were really indifferent, I would not be successful if I heard that Almedane was hurt.”

“I definitely wanted to reduce it to Feisha that he had to first solve the problem of lethal relationships with you”

“Unhappy?” Jin screamed. “Is it possible that our beautiful past is” sorry “in the text?

“I’m already right, the first word was kept a sinful thing.” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

………

At that time, given that Dea was influenced, Gin is considered technically utilized by him. From the lips the culprit a little trembles. “Do you suggest doing it for us?”

“First of all, we need a discount.”

“We do not have a goat box in Noah.”

“… it’s just a story, but” was outraged by. Who is the person who died and is about “around?

I wonder why they died?

“Because the deceased can not speak, the dead is the best. Those who will be launched because your body speaks to grow. We are about what to blame for them, nothing can be denied, he is” Feisha is arched, then suspended. Maybe he spoke too fast. “Of course, they are also coming for you, it’s nothing. Are you the most alive people still afraid, not lying in a coffin?”

“I am a noble and majestic member of the clan; maybe I am the most noble,” Jin exclaimed. “Wait, you have that I was only compared to a corpse?”

“So long as you do not ask them to be dead already? It’s just to kill those who can dare to be compared to you,” Feisha smiled at the smile.

Jin has a moment to think about it, finally nodded with satisfaction. “I see my argument. Oh yes, I agree with your conditions, know about two people. One of them is AOBI when he left the ark of Noah, apparently he is a wolf that was killed in a tropiremado.”

………

Any way. Feisha praised the ultimate silly luxury that he had come.

“And there is a dwarf from Nani. I think that while he is visiting Taitanian, he will drown a bus.”

Feisha was sold for his finger. “He is a man.”
Note Translator

“El, I wanted to eat a cake.” […] “My fist can help you eat food.
OG: .. “. 呃, we should have been based on Shi’s great nr” “We are particularly ferocious 头 也 很大 No,” “E, wǒyàoshàngdesheìdàhào.” “Wǒdequántóuyěhěndàhào” (“El, I’m going to make a cake”, “My fist is also written very big”). The unofficial number of Chinese (1) and (2), (urinating and pooping) is a small problem xiǎoHAO (illumination small size), and large No DA Hao (large size burns).

“First of all, we need a ship.” “We do not have a goat box in Noah.”
OG: “Jiang 东 是 Who”. “Shǒuxiān, wǒmenyāundryahuòjiāngdōng” “Jiāngdōngshìshéi” (“First, we need to place Culme on [Jiang Don] ??”. We 們 要 daughter-in-law 祸 祸 East Neck destination “, “what is [Jiang Don]?” lit) [Koto] Jiang 东 嘉 Hao Jandon’s daughter-in-law 祸 relates to a dudeo to some of the ancient Chinese army who was created? I think. I do not know much about ancient Chinese history. Since there is no reason a dog heard before it was confused by that name.This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit and making us sound lazy. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.[/hide]

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Chapter 27: Mediator (Part 1)

It’s not easy being the matchmaker

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The departure of Dea also saw to the conclusion of this kerfuffle. In any event, at least they had their peace and quiet back.

Isefel, Borja and Abaddon left via the flapping of six individual wings. Feisha was originally planning to go take a nap and replenish his energy – being subjected to one fright after another like this was kind of draining – but his attempt to turn around was intercepted by Gin, who dragged him back to that guest room with a friendly attitude and a humble smile. Asa followed them, only for the door to slam closed in his face.

Feisha sighed against the closed door. “The truth will come out soon if this goes on for any longer, as will our involvement in it.”

“That won’t happen,” Gin said confidently. “Everyone knows that no matter how blind I am, I’m not quite blind enough to that extent.”

Feisha abruptly threw himself at the window, howling as he beat his fists against the glass, “Come back, Your Majesty, I’ll tell you everything for a few bags of gold coins!”

Gin waited for him to finish before leisurely humming, “Thanks for reminding me that it’s not too late to silence certain people with murder.”

There was a pause.

“You know,” Feisha began deeply, head bowed, “I knew that this day would come since I first came.”

“…”

“So I wrote a will long ago detailing exactly what happened between you and Dea.”

“…”

“I gave it to the person I trust the most and told him to make public the contents should there come a day where I die or go missing for three days.”

“…”

Feisha lifted his head, glaring at Gin through the corner of his eye. “Therefore, what you should be considering now is how to properly protect me from harm. If there happens to be an unfortunate accident, then that letter would…”

Gin brushed away the gold bangs that covered his eyes. “I heard that Noah’s Ark only had one human.”

“…”

“So tell me; where did you find this most trusted person of yours?”

“…”

“Besides, Noah’s Ark may not have televisions but we do have books. Don’t waste your breath on strategies that have been used to death already.”

“…”

Gin lifted an eyebrow. “So what’s your decision?”

“Of course I’ll proceed without hesitation and stand next to my bro with honour,” declared Feisha. “How could mere coins even compare to our broship?” Can’t help it if coins aren’t capable of threatening people now, can he?

A satisfied smile. “Then can we have a proper chat now?”

Feisha sighed ruefully. “Since when have we not chatted properly?”

Upon reflection, Gin realised that Feisha was actually right for once. It almost seemed as if all the bad blood and malicious schemes since Feisha first came all originated from him. “Then how do you think we should wrap this up?”

A pause. “I thought this was already wrapped up?” he asked, puzzled.

Gin squinted at him. “You call this ‘wrapped up’?”

Feisha nodded vigorously. “Of course, you’re crisis is resolved, my crisis is resolved, there is peace and prosperity, favourable weather for the crops…and so the invisible person prince and the vampire prince lived happily ever after. What a perfect conclusion.” He poured every ounce of his emotions into this simple point; from the little demon king to the big demon king to the faerie king, he’s been living in constant fear for the past few days. It’d be best if no more problems cropped up now that his life was finally going back to normal.

“But what about Dea and Almedande?”

Feisha was momentarily speechless. “What the hell does that have to do with me?” he blurted after a while. Where was he meant to go to get reincarnated while those two worked out their grudges?

“Nothing, but it has everything to do with me,” replied Gin. He felt like such a homewrecker looking at Almedande’s sulking departure and Dea’s dejected brooding, when in fact he was a victim as well. This segment of tragic backstory certainly didn’t come up when Dea jabbed him with his stick, and by the time it did come up they’d already finished both jabbing and breaking up. What was he meant to do? The more Gin thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Feisha crawled across the bed, tiptoeing around Gin and quietly stalked towards the door.

“I cast a barrier around the room,” Gin said without turning around.

Feisha froze in his footsteps, letting out a hollow laugh. “I’m just going to take a piss, not trying to escape. The bathroom’s inside the barrier, right?

At this, Gin turned around with an eyebrow raised. “You can try running into it with your head. If it goes through then it’s inside, if it bounces back then it’s outside.”

Feisha gingerly poked at the doorway with a finger – it went through.

Gin sat on the side, chuckling mockingly. Feisha pretended that he didn’t see and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Then he put the toilet seat down, leaned back and dozed off. The mental and physical fatigue he’d previously ignored grabbed hold of his consciousness like a vice, pulling him quickly into slumber.

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In his dream, he returned to that office with lights that flickered like a damn disco ball, desks and chairs still in shambles from when he left.

Hughes stormed through the door with an armful of files. “How could you be like this?!” he huffed.

“Like what?” asked Feisha blankly.

Hughes threw away his files and started taking his clothes off.

………

Feisha couldn’t help but move his eyes downwards. With the upper layers gone, a six-pack awed the eye. As he gulped, Isefel’s uniquely magnetic voice spoke up by his ear, tone aloof, “Like what you see?”

Lifting his completely flushed face, Feisha realised with a start that Hughes had turned into Isefel. His black pupils seemed to expand infinitely, turning into what seemed to be large whirlpools that threatened to engulf his body and soul.

What was this, a horror movie?!

His mind was consumed with this one thought; not even the apocalypse or getting invaded by ant colonies was this scary. Feisha violently pushed Isefel away and sprinted outside.

From memory, the office was purely made up of hallways, one side leading towards the lifts, the other heading to the lobby, and the opposite side was decorated with a little man made water fountain. When he exited, however, the walkway was gone and the fountain replaced by a vast ocean. He stepped in with one foot, falling in without time to even shout.

The water soon reached above his head, making breathing quite difficult.

“Ugh…” His nose was completely blocked and suddenly, he awoke from his dream to the sight of Gin’s mocking smile in his face. Thin fingers pinched his nose.

Feisha gulped down mouthfuls of air through his mouth.

Gin let go, crossing his arms. “Going to the toilet?”

Feisha nodded.

“Without pulling down your pants? Without lifting the toilet lid?”

“I have constipation,” Feisha replied calmly. “I need to get in the zone before doing the deed.”

Gin chuckled darkly. “I’ve heard that people tend to lose control of their bowel muscles and can’t help but wet themselves once they get beaten up sufficiently.”

Feisha subconsciously took a step back. “Erm, I wanted to take a shit.”

Gin held out his palm, waving it before Feisha. “My fist can help you eat shit.”

………

Feisha stood up and patted Gin’s shoulder, saying with a smile, “I believe you were saying something about having worries? We’re all bros here, you don’t need to hesitate in telling me anything. I’ll make sure to do anything I can as a duty-bound bro.” Duty bound indeed.

Gin retracted his hand and got straight to the point. “Can you hook Dea up with Almedande?”

Fuck. He already said he wasn’t a procurer, and he’s never even touched anything vaguely related to dating; why did everyone come to him for help on shit like this?! Feisha looked at Gin apologetically. “I’m single too, you know?”

Gin nodded with understanding. “Don’t worry; once you solve the problem at hand I’ll find you a good one.”

Feisha’s eyes lit up. “How good?”

“Virtuous and gentle.” Virtuous was good, they would be good at housekeeping. Gentle was even better, they would be compassionate.

“What about physical appearance?”

“Looks like Asa.”

“…”

Gin studied Feisha’s stoic expression before continuing, “Or maybe the witty and nimble type who’s good with their hands.”

Feisha stiffly turned his head. “Don’t tell me they look like Layton.”

“You’re so smart,” Gin praised.

“…I’d rather be a bit dumber, at least then I wouldn’t feel like throwing up.”

A laugh. “Isn’t that good? If you can’t get that shit out from below, you could always expel it from the top.”

………

Feisha flipped open the toilet lid and emptied his stomach. Gin patted him on the back sympathetically, passing him a few pieces of toilet paper.

Feisha took the paper, wiping his mouth a few times before saying weakly, “It’s just playing matchmaker for Dea and Almedande, right?” Looks like he can’t avoid it, might as well accept his fate now.

Gin gave a polite nod.

“Then we must first solve Dea’s preoccupations.”

“I can see that Dea isn’t completely indifferent towards Almedande,” said Gin. “If he really was indifferent, he wouldn’t have gotten all tense when he heard that Almedande was injured.”

“I meant,” cut in Feisha irritably, “that we need to solve the matter of your ill-fated relationship with him first.”

“Ill-fated?!” Gin exclaimed. “How could you refer to our beautiful past as ‘ill-fated’?”

“I was already being polite; the first word that came to mind was sinful.”

………

Considering the fact that Dea was under the influence at the time, Gin could technically be considered to have taken advantage of him. The culprit’s lips quivered a bit. “What do you suggest we do?”

“First, we need a scapegoat.”

“We don’t have goats in Noah’s Ark.”

“…It’s just a figure of speech,” sighed Feisha. “What I meant was, was there anyone who was around back then and then dropped dead?”

“Why do they have to be dead?”

“Dead is best because the dead can’t speak. They can’t refute anything that we accuse them of. It’s not like their corpses are going to rise and start speaking, hehe,” Feisha chuckled, then paused. Maybe he spoke too fast. “Of course, even if they do come for you there’s nothing to fear. You both sleep in coffins, who’s the nobler person now?”

“I’m a noble and majestic member of the blood clan; obviously I’m the nobler one!” Gin ranted. “Wait. Did you just compare me to a corpse?”

“Who’d dare to be compared to you unless they were dead already? That’s just asking for you to kill them,” Feisha flashed a placating smile.

Gin considered it for a moment, finally nodding in satisfaction. “I can see your reasoning. Oh yeah, I know of two individuals who fit your conditions. One is the werewolf Aobi, apparently he died of overeating not long after leaving Noah’s Ark.”

………

What a way to go. Feisha admired the luxurious yet stupid end he’d come to.

“And there’s also the dwarf Nani. I think he drowned in the bathtub while he was visiting titans.”

Feisha snapped his fingers. “He’s the one.”

Translator’s notes

“Erm, I wanted to take a shit.” […] “My fist can help you eat shit.”
OG: “呃，我要上的是大号。” “我的拳头也很大号。” “e, wǒ yào shàng de shì dà hào.” “wǒ de quán tóu yě hěn dà hào.” (lit. “Erm, I’m going to take a shit.” “My fist is also very big-sized.”). Informally, the number 1 and number 2 (peeing and pooping) of Chinese is 小号xiǎo hào (lit. small size) and 大号dà hào (lit. big size).

“First, we need a scapegoat.” “We don’t have goats in Noah’s Ark.”
OG: “首先，我们要嫁祸江东。” “江东是谁？” “shǒu xiān, wǒ men yào jià huò jiāng dōng.” “jiāng dōng shì shéi?” (lit. “First, we need to put the blame onto [Jiang Dong].” “Who’s [Jiang Dong]?”) The [Jiang Dong] in 嫁祸江东 jià huò jiāng dōng refers to a dude in some ancient Chinese army who got framed. I think. I don’t know much about ancient Chinese history. Basically Gin’s just confused at the saying because he’d never heard of it before.
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