Back in the castle room, everyone was back. In the meantime, you're reporting results.
Master Aldin is sparkling. It's physically and mentally blind, so it's not eye friendly. Mr. Rat, stop. I have no choice mentally, but I want you to stop physically.
"Rosalind, my brother was amazing! You call that masterful talk! Disguise yourself as a public tale, direct a conversation to elicit the information you need… that's my brother! My brother is still great!
Yes, my brother (Alfiej) is bored. Aren't you used to being praised? In the meantime, I tried to ride Master Aldin.
"Even my brother, at first sight, nursed that the grace of the Virgin was strange, and made Mr. Mitchell cry instantly stop crying! He's smart, he's knowledgeable, and he's a loser!
"Wait! What does crying mean to our father..."
I'll stick with you, Sheeda. I'll sicate you and keep the conversation going, Master Aldin. Seeing your brother explains it to you, Sheeda.
"My brother's so sweet! I don't know the other day, you got in on my troubles consultation! You've been thinking about this with me! Besides, he went with me to apologize and scold me for the vase I broke because I was guilty of the same crime to the head of the maid who was so scared!
"Even my brother will improve the variety to make me even more fond of the fruit I like for me, or he will be careful not to keep flowers in the room! Besides, they occasionally give me bouquets of flowers! You don't have to have any taste!
"Come on, don't do it! My brother always splits his snacks in half when I'm mean and stubborn! That's my favorite pudding, too!
"That's pretty good! Even my brother completes his meal that if it's my hand cooking, I don't like peppers! Besides, these days, if it's my handicraft, I'll even say I feel delicious!
"... the problem is actually delicious... why?
"I'm trying to make the bitterness hard to understand. But even if you think you don't like it, you eat it right, I'm happy with that feeling. My brother loves it!
"Uh, yeah. Thanks."
"Even I love my brother! I'm glad I'm your older brother!
"... is this revenge in the meantime? Then I'll do anything in the dungeon, so I was wondering if you'd forgive me..."
Dear Alfiej, who turns bright red and leans down.
"Aldin, wow! I've never seen Alfieji in such trouble!
Curtis laughing.
"Backwards?
"It's natural..."
"Because it's Aldine..."
Dear Aldin with his neck hanging. Bitter Adèle and Hugh.
"Aside from me, I don't think there's a word for revenge in Master Aldin's dictionary. I was a little offended, but I was just trying to get on Master Aldin."
"... I meant it"
"It didn't work for my brother, but I'm generally satisfied that Master Alfiej feels ashamed or dead. Oh, dear brother, it's true that I love you."
"I know."
My brother seems satisfied.
"That would be pretty offensive..."
Though he clings to it, he doesn't seem to have the energy to do it back, Master Alfiege. Apparently, the effect was outstanding.
"I shouldn't have told you I loved my brother?
"No, you can't."
"So-so, it's just illuminating. Because I'm really happy. I'm just embarrassed."
"...? I'm just telling you the truth, okay? I love my brother and trust him with all my heart. There's no shame in it."
"You are."
The twin knights are hammered. Master Alfiej rounded up. Dear Alfiej, your life is zero.
"Fine, brother, just shut up about Aldin until you calm down"
"Yes, yes. There 'll be other things to discuss, won't there?
"You did. Sorry I'm out of line."
The stunning orbital modification of the twin knights saved Master Alfiej's mentality somehow.
I've summed up stories from each of them, and the main culprit is definitely Count Marsh. There is no mastermind. Even from the flow of gold, it is confirmed that it is fattening its personal belly and using it for artwork, etc. The evidence will be available in a few days.
Not even as a lord. He said it was a situation where the reputation was poor, taxes were not lowered even during the Yugdrasil uproar, and farmers could riot.
The poor management of the Virgin's grace seems to have resigned because the people who originally managed it would not obey anything other than the Rattles.
Conclusion.
"You're too brilliant. You're a no nobleman... sounds good without a change of policy. A few more days to fight."
Instructions were given to each of them and dissolved. I have an anxiety element, but I will try to do it well!
When I was alone, I called out because I felt signs.
"Jash, Martha, are you there?
"" Yes ""
My ninja... two trustworthy people showed up who weren't.
"Please escort Milfi from the shadows. I truly trust you."
"" Lady... "
Two people like I was impressed.
"By the way, is Martha feeling all right?
"Yes, no problem"
"We'll talk about the wedding when we get home!
"Ha!?
"Congratulations"
"Huh!? Lady!?"
"Leave the dress to me and my mother! Because we tailor what suits Martha! Martha, have a wedding. I want to celebrate, and I want to see Martha be a happy bride."
"... Yes. Thank you, ma'am."
Martha seemed to have noticed, put her forehead on my hands and smiled gently.
"And then, don't be impotent, though I know you're a wagamama. Try not to get hurt or anything."
"Yes, I understand."
"We will not do anything to grieve your daughter."
The adults I trust wholeheartedly disappeared into the darkness of the night when I gave them a soft smile. I really am a ninja... and I thought it didn't matter.