"It doesn't matter what the other person's circumstances are. No questions asked. Let's be thorough."
The noisy statement was made in a room of the Albert family. Of course, the lord of speech is Patrick.
This includes Alicia and Parfett saying, "Yes!," she agrees angrily, and Karina and Margaret smile gracefully at each other. There was a sight almost similar to the one the other day when the guinea pig shivered with cold sweat due to its temperature difference.
About the fact that Patrick has material on hand when it comes to unusual things and that the chairs of Parfet and Guidus are closer together? The material is, of course, about the culprit of this commotion, and Alicia stares at it as she roars. As for the distance of the chair, Guidus stepped forward to say that it must be cold air in this discussion.
In such a room, Parfett called Patrick to hurry.
"Dear Patrick! Who attacked Mary and injured Addy!
"Well, don't be in such a hurry, Miss Parfett. Please don't cry."
Patrick coughed up with Cohon, forgiving a pulfet that shivered with too many tears of anger.
"I'm squeezing a house that seems to fit me in, and I'm having Miss Lillianne come in."
"Well, Mr. Lillianne?
"It is her deeds that are known, but no one actually even knows her face. In the first place, we're the only ones who know they're coming back. Positively, she's easy to move, and she actually works well for me."
"Yes, you are..."
"It's almost certain thanks to her. And then we'll gather evidence."
Speaking so, Patrick uttered the name of a house when he gave his name to the social world.
The Rotrek family.
It's a house that used to slap Mary in the pussy and have a tyrannical attitude towards Addy. Later, Mary and Patrick's friendship is dissolved, they offer to marry her for authority desire, and they refuse without even putting it on their teeth.
A grudge of what I once did and Mary kicked me in the brink. Together, they wondered if they would somehow let the two of them inherit the Albert family.
If Patrick spoke while spreading the map over the table and penning around the house and the territory he manages, everyone peered into the map listening. That's how you wrinkle between your eyebrows, because it's a good, rumorless land.
I heard that he had previously been luxuriously abetted to construct part of the territory and immediately changed his mind and saddled it to another place.
Weak in money and authority, he jumps right off without even listening to his surrounding voice when he has a money-making story. So I'm bored... and it's a house that lurks my eyebrows from Patrick, the guy from the Dice family.
And I guess that's the same for those who are here. Each of them peeks into the materials and maps, and shows their fright to the Trinity.
"It's terrible. I don't think about people living on that land..."
is Alicia, who leans down softly.
My eyes glare at the gold. I bow my brow butt painfully to that arrogant record of hands all I want. Now is the time to live as a princess but once as a commoner, she must be extra hard to figure out what it feels like to be swayed around. The whining voice was not hectic like her, and Patrick held her shoulders softly.
Parfet and Guinness also wrinkle their eyebrows at the record, and they swear to each other that this will happen. By the way, when it came to Karina and Margaret, they glanced at Chira and the material, laughed at each other ho ho...... and then all voiced them and let them say "no".
"Daimyo, you must have thought about threatening Mary to dismiss the Albert family heir. It's a house to that extent, and we'll have all the evidence soon.... I'll get it all together."
Pale, and chilly, Patrick says out.
He then reached for the map he had spread out to the table, placed his thumb on the House of Dice, spread his hand and placed his index finger on the territory of the House of Rotrek. and laughed.
"Huh, that's not bad"
This is it.
I wouldn't say its chilling horror just because it looks beautiful.
Guidus, who sensed what he was trying to say, screamed "hiccup," rushing off the chair and stopping at the parfet. Parfet is also angry, of course, but she is cute compared to Patrick's chill, such as her anger, which swells her cheeks and complains of anger.
Without even knowing how hard Guidus felt, Patrick still looked at the territory of the matter on the map with his mouth angle raised... and finally raised his face to a thin, supple finger in sight.
Measure with your fingers your territory and your intended territory as if it were Patrick earlier... the Lord of his hands is Margaret. She smiled gracefully when Patrick and I met each other, purposefully raising her voice, "Oh." Of course, her index finger rests on the Rotrek family territory again, and her thumb is, of course, placed on the Brownie family.
He's laughing elegantly, but he doesn't look like he's pulling his finger back.
"Ha, what's wrong, Miss Margaret?"
"It's nothing. I just thought it was good land."
"That's an odd encounter, I think it's a good land too. I don't think I can manage a house like this."
Yes, we talk to each other with a graceful smile.
What a beautiful and picturesque sight from the side. But behind it all sorts of things - ambitious if you dare to name one - swirl, and if you see the beholder, the beast is clear. You would also have seen it in the hallucinations nestled in your face. Anyway, the two fingertips haven't left the land yet.
In the meantime, Patrick muttered about the potpourri and "my brother".
"Looks like my brother met a good woman recently."
"Well, with a good woman"
"My succession shifts annoyed my brothers. If you're going to be my son-in-law in that house, I want you to have a little more."
Yes. Margaret shrugged like she was impressed with Patrick, who thinks and talks about her brother. Then gently pull your hand off the map.
Of course, the land of the Rotrek family is to be ceded to Patrick. Patrick smiled bitterly again when he guessed it.
What a beautiful sight this is again. An ambitious courtier pulled her hand when she was struck in the chest by a story about her brother. It could even be called a beauty talk.
No one mentions that Margaret, not anyone else, is the 'good woman' that Patrick's brother met, or that Patrick is willing to take over the Lotrek family territory in the first place.
Assuming there was a Mary here, she would have said "It's a farce," with a shudder. But unfortunately, she's not here, Alicia and Parfett are touched by this interaction, and Karina just flatters her shoulders that she can't be with her. Still trembling to Gynus.
Beside that, Patrick shrugged, "Speaking of which," during a much whiter interaction.
"I knew Mary was going to succeed the Albert family."
And Alicia, sitting next to him in the words, looked up to him.
"After all, is it?
"Oh, I'm sure you're interacting with Miss Lillianne because you'll carry on the trail, too."
The northern earth where Lillianne is is located is a place managed by relatives of the Albert family. I'm interacting with Lillianne, who lives there, because I'm sure Mary will have taken over the administration of the land as the Lord. Though once hostile, I don't feel that way about Lillianne now. If so, I have never crossed the line to have a facial acquaintance with the land I manage.
They keep everything a secret, including that. The other statement "I'll teach you at the party" must also be about that.
"The Alberts are planning to throw a party soon. On the face of it, it's in the name of Madame's birthday, but I'm sure she's willing to make an official announcement there."
Let's clear this case by then, and Patrick, who says so, nods and agrees. But only Alicia still looked up at Patrick and tilted her little neck wonderfully.
"Dear Patrick..."
"What's up, Alicia?"
"Is Master Patrick against Mary taking over the Albert family?
Everyone turned their eyes round to Alicia's inquiry.
But it was Patrick himself who surprised me more than anyone else. After rounding his blue eyes with Kyoton, he realized something and scratched his head clutterfully, not like him.
"No, I'm not opposed to Mary sticking to inherit. Working with Addy would make the Albert family better, and it would do the country good. If that's what you're doing, I'm happy to help."
"Then why do you sound so dissatisfied?
Everyone glanced at Patrick again, staring straight at Alicia with purple eyes and questioning her. Did he look unhappy like that? And, in such a gaze, Patrick swallowed Mug and words and held his cheek to hide his expression.
Its cheeks are somewhat reddish and its blue gaze swims uncomfortably.
"I think it would be good for Mary and the others to carry on the trail. I have no reason to disagree, and I know I'll hide it until the time of the announcement.... but"
"But?"
"... I thought you could talk to me."
Yes, he leaked the potpourri at the end of the day, turning his face away so that Patrick could escape the gaze he was poured into.
He seems to be somewhere dissatisfied and obstinate, and then he says that what he has been enlightened is embarrassing. That look doesn't look like him, and rounds his eyes that everyone is surprised. I can't believe that Patrick Dice gave this look when Buddhist martial arts, brilliant eyebrows, and calm attitude were bewitched with the princes of the ladies...
Most importantly, only Alicia rubbed Patrick's arm with a couscous and a laugh, calling his name to love him and forgiving him.