"Hall of the Brave. My name is Ermeraire-Favolange-Rotnis. Later, get to know each other."
"My name is Maubde-Syo Port Eye. Just so you know."
"The first person I see is a Namae-Kangaerno-Mendo. I am cordial with the Church."
"Thank you for greeting me, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Nell, and I am a modern-day brave man."
For a moment, I'm going to say "me" with my usual scum, but I'll fix it up and say hello soon.
I've been educated as a brave man, so I can say a lot of greetings, but I'm still not used to it because it's not something I usually do.
The usual tone is going to come out of my mouth on a regular applause. You should be very careful now that inadvertently giving the word even fried feet is dangerous.
"No, and it's beautiful. I never knew Lord Brave would be so beautiful."
"Yeah, it's like a Virgin. You have the glow and the beauty"
"We're nailing your gaze."
"Thank you, I compliment and honor you all"
Objectively, he responds with a mere smile of form to the dictum of beauty surrounded and spoken by the descendants of a nobleman who seems to be a fairly beautiful young man.
- Not at all, not in my mind.
I feel strange.
I didn't know you felt anything so far, even though you were treated like a fairy tale princess you heard at an early age and surrounded by well-faced men.
Perhaps because he does not feel any of the truly caged words from those who are in front of him against whom he sends a glance (...).
No matter how many empty words are arranged or whispered to a man other than him, he is not happy with anything and feels nothing.
Instead, I'm even a little happy to know that that's all I loved about that guy and that he was heartfelt by that guy's words.
When he compliments me about myself in the dress, I guess I get red in the face every time I'm not used to it, because I know the word is serious.
Is that the reason why those who admire him gather around him are those eyes that look at the back of this eye, not the outside?
One word at a time, his heart rides on, and he treats it with his heart without a back surface, and he's attracted to that way.
- Well, because of that, everyone, I guess they swing.
Where no one has seen it, he laughs small and crunchy, and then puts a masked smile on his expression again to continue his opponents of the nobles.
"Hung, there's a little civilian girl"
"Keep all that noise up, it's something they used to show you through and through"
Some of them hear such caged whispers of malice, but they also do not even shake minds for themselves today.
Ton, and touch your own shoulder, you do feel it there, one feeling.
"? Lord Brave, what have you done?
"No... I'm not used to this kind of outfit for how many minutes, so my shoulders got a little stiff"
"Oh, it's certainly something I'm unfamiliar with that makes me (come) uncomfortable somewhere. But, Lord Brave, if you have more opportunities to look beautiful, it's something you get used to naturally. And I can show more of the beautiful figure of his valiant lord. If you come to me, I promise you a more glorious life."
"Oh, my lord, the runaway is cowardly! Then, Lord Brave, if you will come to my daughter-in-law, let me promise you my position as a second lady. I'm sure you'll like it too."
"Your lovely invitation, as long as I'm happy"
No, no, no, no. I spin Nico smiling vague words to my noble children who start to boast about their homes, such as at my place, and never let them take their vows, thinking heartily about who's going from above like you to the gold bragging of their gaze.
I don't see it... but there's an 'eye' on this shoulder now, prepared by him in advance.
They're also releasing a few more 'ears' inside this venue, and they should be monitoring all of this from a place away.
That way, even now that he's not nearby, he can still be amazingly calm himself because he sees it and knows he's protecting it.
... No, the fact that there are fewer disputed voices than you might have thought could be one reason for this.
You're deliberately making it sound like this one, and although the pussies whispered to you as Kosovo do come from nearby, it's only jealousy that gets in your ear somehow, even though that's what you were prepared to stand out and be rebelled against.
When I was talking about him and His Majesty, I meant it would be quite adversity, and I honestly feel like a clap, just expecting to get a strong wind feel myself from the situation.
Maybe there's something behind it, and maybe you should keep your guard up.
... just well, the situation now is quiet before the storm, to say the least.
Anyway, if he comes, this place is sure to get rough.
I don't care what the aristocratic society is, and he thinks it's all the enemies that are in this place, it can't be easier.
Then it would be good for me not to be distracted by waste, but to do what I think is the enemy around him until he arrives, even with restraint (...) in accordance with the prior measures.
Nell, who was thinking about it, didn't realize that the grandeur she could afford seemed elegant from the others, and that her own beauty, combined, was attracting people in a good way out of politics, with less criticism in relative terms.
"Lord Nell, are you enjoying yourself?
Looking back to that voice, it was King Reid-Glorio-Alicia who stood there at some point.
The noble children, who were swarming around Nell, will conjecture and retreat, and become only the king and her two.
"Your Majesty! Thank you for inviting me this time. I am only impressed by the breadth of His Majesty's will that you have even called me"
"Don't be afraid, Lord Nell is fighting for this country. Nonetheless, they will laugh at the narrowness of the vessel if they make it an exclusion"
I have a scattered meeting ahead of time for this prom, but I don't even give that to you every time, and we always exchange words like that with each other.
If we condemn the brave men who fight for their country, we can say how small the vessel is, and that the king is strong inside, even if he restrains the rebuke of the hostile faction against Nel.
"Still, isn't it popular? If your lover could see what's going on now, wouldn't he be jealous?
"Huff, right. He's a little childish, so I'm sure he'll be stubborn."
Being the king, who is the head of the country, and the brave man, who can be said to be the defensive necessity of the country, and the two men who attract attention, those around them also listened to nature and its conversation, but small stirrings occur in the content that is exchanged.
"Lover of Lord Brave......? So was that rumor true"
"... the story of a masked hero in an engagement relationship with Lord Brave."
"But can you admit it? Brave men are the defense of this country, right? Didn't the brave men take their companions to the end?"
"Isn't it because you quit brave? Given the current situation, it would be better to be in perspective instead to form a protectorate. Yeah, I can think of an engagement in that sense."
"Sure. If you ask, the masked hero is also quite powerful. If Lord Brave and the masked hero become sons, let's hope for them too."
"Where is that rumored masked hero? The guards have heard rumors that they are sleeping in this castle..."
"The position itself is a story of Lord Brave's squire, and you haven't come to the venue, have you?
The king raised his voice loudly when he saw that much attention was being paid to him at the ball venue.
"Everyone!
Moments, the hustle and noise pull away.
"There seems to be a rumor going around that there's nothing to do, so let's just try to reassure everyone. Lord Nell won't quit the brave!
It happens again on purpose to the proclamation of that king.
In fact, Nell's affiliated organization is the Church, and it is for that reason that the Church is in charge of deciding whether or not to dismiss her, but it is almost royal fate that the King proclaims this nonetheless.
If you put into words the intentions contained therein, you'd say, "That's what I'm saying, so don't let the Church fire the brave, huh? If you do that... you know what I mean? Something like that.
Since the Church has been deeply involved in the internal affairs of the country since the King's capital crisis, it is not possible to make the King unilaterally listen to what he says to the Church, but nevertheless a strong proclamation indicates that the King's will is very firm.
"She needs protection. He with great potential, whose strength is certain and, above all, the previous brave man, Lord Remiro, also acknowledged. Hi, there seems to be a voice trying to strangle her with such a lack of strength... but I think it would be a good idea to judge this country's defense as a traitor who tries to sharpen it down a bit. Well, I don't think such a fool would be here."
and a voice following the king's words.
"Not at all, Your Majesty. Abalone, who is a brave man of isolation from the rest of the world, and says without embarrassment about his lack of strength, will not be here on the boulder."
"Yeah, I agree. If there's such a person, you can suspect a spy."
"Oh, will you say the same?"
It was Rairo-Rulubia, the city lord on the border, and George Weyvera-Abbott, the Speaker of the House of Lords, who had been uprooted by the king in advance, who immediately raised his voice of consent to the king.
Senate Speaker George had cooperated with the King as a champion of the brave, as he persisted in his position of neutrality by nature that the Senate was an advisory body, but was originally one with whom the current King Reid had long friendships and questioned the strong wind unnaturalness of this time against the brave.
To that voice of their advocacy, the other nobles also raise their voice of consent, no matter what they think (...) on the inside (...) do not put it on the table, especially with a seemingly particular look on their face, and they are right. What?
It seemed that one play was done well somehow, and the king appeased inside - at that time.
"- With all due respect, my king."
Zui, and show up one step ago and thank God, one man.
"Surely Lord Nell has a strength that is no longer comparable to ours. But isn't it lazy to think of a protectorate to put Lord Nell on the brave without hitting him with any hands?
- Coming.
Nell and the king looked to each other with Chirali and then confronted the man with the mindset as if he were in the battlefield.