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Chapter 34: Pilgrimage (Part 2)

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Everywhere, Feisha’s bite flew straight from the window, leaving him free to wait for DEA’s invitation so far that he could not give up your money to the human world. I left it for punishments. He was not disappointed. A day approached him as he waited at night (he knew it was a night for his watch).

“I would like to invite you to go with my world to go to my world,” a day said a little shy.

Feisha knocked her chin. “As much as you are busy here, they may need my help.

“Is there?” Did other guests do the Noah’s Ark except Metatron, who lived for ever and did not arrive?

“What I thought was that there is a possibility in the future.

“Do not worry, I did not have a reservation within 3 days.

Well, I almost forgot that he was a salesman. “Is not it a little angry with me?” Feisha protested proudly. “What if the king does not want me there?”

“I really hoped you could help me in the end.” After all, DEA was “right, you’re the captain?”, A gentle smile on his lips allowed him to save

Unexpected use of the RBF (the cat’s rest), Feisha was temporarily captured in this erotic screen. He could feel the warm and ambiguous feeling that begins in the mind. “So what is your salary?”

Previously, the warm summer wind soon felt cold, emptying all traces calmly. “I will provide food and housing”

………

Feisha kissed the pain. Its existence was obviously only pigs, free food and free housing.

“I’m looking for your holiday, we’ll leave tomorrow morning.

“Does this first accept or will you ask a question later?”

“I did not ask you, I’ll tell you.

“…”

How did he ever see her goodness? Maybe it’s time to go to see an ophthalmologist.

… In fact, the only doctor here is not whether it’s a deer or not.

In fact, the process was worried about Feisha, embraced two pairs of personally folded clothes, pulled it at the entrance, accused Leighton for a large bag, came the next morning.

A dead bag was easier – he did not have it.

“Why do you have a very big bag?” He asked the arrival.

Feisha hugged her suitcase and laughed. “What if a Pharisee decides to give me many gifts?” He can not take money, but he can get gifts, right? They say that, if there was a policy, it was addressed and Feisha said it was not a way of turning it into politics that he did not count on his sleeves.

God has decided that he wanted Feish to do anything. When he moved to the previous meter, Isefer received two.

“Are you doing well?” Feisha impressed with anger. After his money was largely informed of paper, Feish’s understanding of Isfel was exponentially declining.

“I am for you.”

Feisha turned to Deu. “No, no?”

“Yes, you’ll go somewhere.”

Feishas was enchanted. Good breathed before going into the darkness, transformed into a tondra expression. When turning to Isfel, Feisha faced her pervasive look.

“Go, let Feisha.” This time Isfels flourish, spreading its wings, the tax caught Feisha around the waist, and it flew from the ground before the DEA remains dark as the bullet died.

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The dark embraces her not only her eyes, but also her nose and mouth like a heavy throw cover. It was hard to breathe. Feisha suddenly grasped Isfel’s arm. His heart intensified to speak without consequences.

Fuck, he’ll die like that. It was not a national hero but was intended to die without a real reason. A thousand harsh thoughts left his mind from Zandjian Wu a bit bitter face that this cake advances to old marketing activities laughingly attentive to their parents, carefully smiling. .

Feisha did not notice that his hand on his waist turned her until he felt his own soft and cold lips. A gentle breath of air crossed the contact area.

Feisha quickly broke it. All were in hell! Dream wet dream He caught the hand that stretched out blind and felt smooth hair.

They felt a real dream and Feisha slowly thought of himself.

The pressure on his lip is slow. I will listen to Isferu’s deep voice. His nose margin was mixed on Feis’s cheeks and it was intense and refreshing.

… Is not it just a dream? Is it true?

Feisha spent the rest of the trip throat and knew only that his lips had touched more than five times. It flew completely during the hard white light fire.

Feisha woke up in a clear sky and a green clear field. De

Feisha spent the rest of the trip throat and knew only that his lips had touched more than five times. It flew completely during the hard white light fire.

Feisha woke up in a clear sky and a green clear field. When I spoke to the property with uniforms, I noticed a note when I noticed it. While he was chewing, he took the landscape around him, so Feisha left.

“What are you looking for?” Deer asked after the conversation was over.

Feisha looked indifferent. “Where Isfels?”

“He has come back.

Well, I think it’s not wrong like this. He was frustrated because of the frustration that remained in his heart. Dee obviously did not worry about her disappointment. “The palace of Aishefa is near, we must hurry before the sun.”

Feisha noticed he had not seen the sun for a long time. “Is this the same sun, as can be seen in the human world? This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

“Is there another sun there?” A little dear answered.

“Why does not our world see the satellite?” Feisha has attempts to give attention to his desire for inevitably scientific knowledge.

“They are different for the world.”

………

“Actually, can you easily say it?”

“You do not see it, so you do not see it.”

Feisha split her finger. “I understood.

Under the wild sun, two thin people went to the horizon.

“So what did you talk about this fair?

“You”

“Am I? Will they give me a gift or something?” He was sorry for the loss of the suitcase.

“No, they want to arrest you”

“… Do you think I’ve escaped?

“You do not have a registered trip”.

“… You are the one who invited me.

“Now you are not in jail.”

“And now are you …?

“I’m sorry for you.

Almedand? Well, hopefully, he is in a good spirit. Feish seems to have received an invitation jail before the gift.

Aisefe of the castle is smaller than he expected, it was larger than the palace of the largest apartment.

“Dark zeal has only begun to pray for luxury under the influence of sin,” explained Deer.

“Where did you ever live the light of light?

“What’s happening?”

“Clean tree?”

“Yes”

“Very ecologically friendly.

When God arrived at the gate of the Aishefae castle, the guardian obviously realized his identity. He stopped immediately and was in a weak position.

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“What’s wrong? Can you go?

God shook his head. “Almedande is not in Aishefae, he has been hunting for Locktini.

“Associated” Loga Tizo? “Feisha felt anxiety that has a bearing on his conscience. Now he did not feel like a relaxing holiday. A heap seemed more.” What is a Loctite? How long was Navy behind?

“Lock tea knee is Arumedo’s brother.” Deer suddenly understood the meaning of Feisha, it was easy to turn aside the shame. “He is a traitor, who said Abdoun.

Feisha issued an exemption. “And I just have to wait for him here.

“You can wait here, I’ll love you at first sight.”

Feisha caught her immediately. “I will go with you. You are, if you do not come back in some way the thing could be. Day is here? Are you? Round of the ear is a joke, it was a real chance to spend the rest of his life behind the grids. .

It seems to me that he reads his idea, Good nodded.

There is a short night, which in the sunlight to complete the trip to the West, we have extended the shadow of the duo in this process.

“Why did you talk to this security guard for a long time?

“I talked to you.

“…”

“I had to explain where I came from,”

“Summarize not only the keepers’ entrance to your world, if Aridenda did not bother me, I knew also guardians from Ayshefa’s castle”

“No”

“Really?

“Yes, it will be one cavalry, hunting you.”

“Yes, how many units are for your cavalry?

“About 20,000 to 30,000?

“Good and peaceful view?”

“No, they’re completely dark.”

“… do not worry, I promise not to do it.”

“You can do whatever you want, I really do not care.”

Feisha’s stomach begins to cry, this is also used to put food with Noa’s varieties.

“Are we already there?”

“You asked this right question three minutes ago.”

“Your answer is” I do not know “for 3 minutes.

“Do you think the answer will change in 3 minutes?”

“No, but I hope.” Feisha reached the bottom to hit his lower muscles. His costume jacket was removed, and one day he led to the waist. Hula skirt style Pants as a fisherman ran many times.

On the other hand, Daa had no effect on migration. His forehead was completely dry in every sweat.

Feisha throws some sweat near her back, so she feared her. “Do you also adjust the heat of your body with your tongue?

Kara suddenly

Feisha throws some sweat near her back, so she feared her. “Do you also adjust the heat of your body with your tongue?

Kara suddenly stopped at her song.

Feisha smiled intentionally. “I’m joking.

“He’s here,” Good waited for.

“What?” Before him, Feisha saw a car. Because it emerged from the horizon and stopped in the air. Under the speeds, the wild flames rise, and all dance this complex tango.

Almedande turns his back on the cart, black hair grows behind her with stylish power.

Translator’s note

“Does this first accept or will you ask a question later?”

Please send your trophy) is “to run one in the field without the previous agreement of the court”.

A dead bag was easier – he did not have it.

(The two sleeves are dusty). This means that you have a clean hand, or in the case of Kara, nothing in your hand.

Aisefeh Castle

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Asheep from the castle, because no one greater than the palaces of most people, was much smaller than he expected.

Before you are a judge, this simply means a castle, not a way. I am convinced that the high castle is much larger than some palaces.

“Almedande is not in Aishefae, he has been hunting for Locktini.

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Chapter 34: Pilgrimage (Part 2)

A human’s journey to the faerie world

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Since he couldn’t take any of his money back to the human world, every shit Feisha ever gave about leave penalties flew right out of the window, leaving him free to simply wait for Dea’s invitation. He wasn’t disappointed; Dea approached him as expected that night (he knew it was night because of his watch).

“I’d like to invite you to go to my world with me,” Dea said, a little shy.

Feisha stroked his chin. “What if it gets too busy here? They might need my help.”

A pause. “Would it?” What other guests did Noah’s Ark even have other than Metatron, who lived forever away and never even showed himself?

“What I meant was that it might, in the future.”

“Don’t worry, there has been no reservations in three days.”

Oops, almost forgot he was the sales manager. “Wouldn’t that be a little rude of me?” Feisha half-heartedly protested. “What if the king doesn’t want me there?”

“I was actually hoping you could help me. After all,” here, Dea allowed a gentle smile to curl his lips, “you’re the con master, right?”

Too used to Dea’s resting bitch face, Feisha was momentarily overwhelmed at this tender-hearted display. He could feel warm and fuzzy feelings budding in his heart. “So what’s the salary?”

The warm summer winds within Dea’s eyes immediately became chilling, bleakly cleaning up any traces. “I’ll provide food and accommodation.”

………

Feisha stared at his shoes in sorrow. His existence was evidently nothing more than that of a pig, free food and accommodation with no pay.

“I’ve already asked for your leave, we’ll depart tomorrow morning.”

“Does this count as shoot first, ask questions later?”

“I’m not asking you a question, I’m informing you.”

“…”

How the fuck did he manage to see any semblance of gentleness before? Maybe it’s time to go see an ophthalmologist.

…Actually, the only doctor around here was Dea, wasn’t it.

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Actual process aside, Feisha ended up hitting up Layton for a big suitcase the next morning anyway, packing into it two neatly folded sets of clothing and dragging it to the entrance.

Dea’s luggage was simpler – he had none.

“Why are you taking such a big suitcase?” he asked upon arrival.

Feisha chuckled, hugging his suitcase. “What if a kind-hearted faerie decides to give me a lot of gifts?” He can’t take money, but he could take gifts, right? They say that where there is a policy there is a countermeasure, and Feisha wasn’t the kind to get so wrapped up in policies that he’d have no counters up his sleeve.

Dea decided to let Feisha do whatever he wanted. Walking to the front counter, the two were greeted by Isefel.

“You’re going as well?” Feisha grumbled in disdain. After being informed that his money was essentially paperweight, Feisha’s appreciation for Isefel’s body had decreased exponentially.

“I’m taking you there.”

Feisha turned to Dea. “Can I say no?”

“Yes, but you’re going to get there by yourself somehow.”

Feisha shut up sulkily. Dea paid him no mind, chanting a spell under his breath that transformed him into the manifestation of lightning before plunging into the darkness. Turning to Isefel, Feisha came face-to-face with his emotionless stare.

“Let’s go,” Feisha murmured softly. At this, Isefel spread his wings with a flourish and rose off the ground before dropping down like a speeding bullet, catching Feisha around the waist and following Dea into the darkness.

The abandoned suitcase clattered to the ground.

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The darkness smothered him like a heavy woollen blanket, covering not only his eyes but his nose and mouth as well. It was getting hard to breathe. Feisha desperately gripped Isefel’s hand as his chest tightened, attempting to speak to no avail.

Fuck, he was gonna die like this. Rather than being a national hero, he was gonna die for no real reason. A thousand random thoughts flew past his mind, from Zhenjian Wu’s bastardly face to that cake faced old hag from marketing’s weirdly perky butt to his parents’ eagerly attentive dimpled smiles…

Amidst the soundless movie of his life, Feisha didn’t notice that the hand at his waist had flipped him over until he felt a pair of soft, cold lips on his own. A gentle breath of air passed through the contact.

Feisha snapped out of it immediately. Wh- What the hell was this?! A dream? A wet dream? He grappled blindly with an outstretched hand, feeling the brush of smooth feathers against them.

They feel pretty real for a dream, Feisha thought sluggishly to himself.

The pressure on his lips slowly left. “Try to breathe less,” Isefel’s deep voice rang out softly beside his ear. The tip of his nose skimmed across Feisha’s cheek, solid and refreshing.

…So it’s not just a dream then? This was real?

Feisha spent the remainder of his trip in a haze, knowing only that their lips touched five more times. That is, until a harsh white light flashed and he passed out altogether.

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Feisha woke up to a clear blue sky and green fields of grass. Dea, who was conversing with a faerie in uniform, nodded in acknowledgement when he noticed. Patting himself off, Feisha wandered over as he took in the scenery around him.

“What are you looking for?” Dea asked after finishing his conversation.

Feisha attempted to look indifferent. “Where’s Isefel?”

“He went back.”

Well, guess it’s less awkward this way. He couldn’t help a twinge of disappointment nag at his mind. Dea evidently didn’t give two shits about his disappointment, being as anxious as he was. “Castle Aishefae is quite a way away. We should hurry before the sun sets.”

Feisha realised with a start that he hadn’t seen the sun for quite some time. “Is this the same sun as the one we see in the human world?”

“What other sun is there?” Dea replied irritably.

“Then why can’t we see your world with satellites?” Feisha desperately tried to divert his attention with his lust for scientific knowledge.

“They’re different worlds for a reason.”

………

“Er, could you maybe put that in simpler terms?”

“You can’t see it because you can’t see it.”

Feisha snapped his fingers. “Got it.”

Beneath the blazing sun, two slender figures made their way towards the horizon.

“So what were you talking to that faerie about?”

“You.”

“Me? Uh, do they want to give me presents or something?” He mourned the loss of his suitcase.

“No, they want to arrest you.”

“…Do I look a lot like some fugitive?”

“You don’t have a travel pass.”

“…You were the one who invited me.”

“Which is why, for now, you’re not in jail.”

“And by for now you mean…?”

“You need Almedande to pardon you.”

Almedande? Well, hopefully he’s in a good mood. Looks like Feisha received the calls of jail before any presents.

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Castle Aishefae was smaller than he expected, being no bigger than the biggest human mansion.

“The dark faeries only started desiring luxury after they were influenced by sin,” Dea explained.

“When where did you light faeries live before?”

“Wood.”

“Pure wood?”

“Yes.”

“Very environmentally friendly.”

When Dea reached the gates of Castle Aishefae, the guards bowed respectfully, evidently aware of his identity. With the impending doom of jail time looming over Feisha’s head, he immediately halted and stood subdued.

It was a while before Dea came back.

“How’d it go? Can I go in?”

Dea shook his head. “Almedande isn’t at Aishefae. He went to hunt down Locktini.”

“Hunt down Locktini?” Feisha felt anxiety clawing at his conscience; he wasn’t in the mood for a relaxing holiday now. A fugitive on the run was more like it. “Who’s Locktini? How long has Almedande been after him for?”

“Locktini is Almedande’s brother.” Dea suddenly realised Feisha’s meaning, flushing lightly with shame. “He’s the traitor Abaddon spoke about.”

Feisha let out a breath of relief. “Then let’s just wait for him here.”

“You can wait here, I’ll go have a look.”

Feisha grabbed him immediately. “We’ll go together.” You’re joking, right? Round ears were a rarity around here, there was a very real possibility of spending the rest of his life behind bars if Dea somehow forgets to come back. Prison bars or circus bars.

Seemingly reading his thoughts, Dea nodded.

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Nightfall came soon, and with it the sun completed its journey to the west, elongating the duo’s shadows in the process.

“Why did you spend so long talking to that guard?”

“We were talking about you.”

“…”

“I needed to explain where you came from.”

“So basically I’d get hunted down by not only the guards at the entrance to your world but also by the guards at Castle Aishefae if Almedande doesn’t pardon me.”

“No.”

“Really?”

“Yes. It’ll be the cavalry unit that’ll hunt you down.”

“Um, how many faeries does this cavalry unit of yours have?”

“Around twenty to thirty thousand?”

“Are they the kind and peaceful light faeries?”

“No, they’re all dark faeries.”

“…Don’t worry, I promise I won’t run.”

“You can do whatever you like. I don’t really care.”

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Feisha’s stomach started growling at five thirty on the dot, too used to the set mealtimes at Noah’s Ark.

“Are we there yet?”

“You asked this exact question three minutes ago.”

“It’s because your answer three minutes was ‘I don’t know.’”

“And you think the answer would change after three minutes?”

“No, but I’m hoping.” Feisha reached down to hammer at his cramping thigh muscles. His suit jacket had been taken off and tied around his waist since a while ago, hula-skirt style. The trousers, similarly, had been rolled up a few times like a fisherman.

In contrast, Dea was completely unaffected by the hike. His forehead was completely dry from any traces of sweat.

Feisha stared at him in awe as he wiped a handful of sweat off the back of his neck. “Do you regulate body heat with your tongue as well?”

Dea abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Feisha smiled apologetically. “I was joking.”

“He’s here,” Dea said, absentmindedly staring ahead.

“What?” Following his gaze, Feisha spotted a carriage as it emerged from the horizon, suspended in mid-air. Ferocious flames blazed beneath the hooves, each dancing its own intricate tango.

Almedande stoop atop the carriage, ebony hair billowing out behind him in an image of elegant power.

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Translator’s notes

“Does this count as shoot first, ask questions later?”

imo the best translation of 先斩后奏 xiān zhǎn hòu zòu (lit. first decapitate then present your trophy) is “execute one on the spot without prior approval from the court.”

Dea’s luggage was simpler – he had none.

两袖清风 liǎng xiù qīng fēng (lit. both sleeves flowing in the breeze). It means to have clean hands, or, in Dea’s case, to have nothing in your hands.

Castle Aishefae

爱尔舍费宫 ài ěr shě fèi gong (lit. Castle Aiershefei). aishefae hahaha geddit im so clever

Castle Aishefae was a lot smaller than he expected, being no bigger than the biggest human mansion.

Before y’all judge, it’s meant to be a castle and not just a mansion. I’m sure the higher-end castles are a lot bigger than some mansion.

“Almedande isn’t at Aishefae. He went to hunt down Locktini.”

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