Aobara-hime no Yarinaoshi Kakumeiki

Suddenly, the Knights belong, Robert Vonbert is hot.

A gorgeous aura to watch and take at first sight and a frank per capita. Contrary to what you can say and do when you say playboy, a definite sword muscle that is obvious once you wave your sword. Now I can't tell you not to be hot, he's stuffed with elements of popularity.

A colored man who now gathers the hottest gaze of the women in Heilland Castle. Reishi swordsman shines first in a row, even in a popular poll held secretly among the women working in the castle.

- Who would have imagined, for example, that that status could be at stake?

"How's it going?"

About 10 guys with good physique. At the corner of the Knights' training ground, that secret meeting was open.

All participants are Knights swordsmen. Generations, status, affiliation within the Knights, etc. are falling apart, and they have quite a relationship with Robert in common.

When the elderly man in it - the leader of the Kingsguard Knights - opens his mouth, the swordsmen look at each other as they ask. In it, Robert and the man in sync answered on his behalf.

"We have an interim announcement. In a nutshell, it's a cautionary situation."

"And say?

"The status quo is Robert first, Cromwell in the auxiliary room second...... But based on our authentic consciousness survey, there is also a good chance that Cromwell will jump first in the final step."

"What!?... Cromwell, I didn't know that was all. I didn't know his popularity would grow in the short term."

To the words of the Knights of Kingsguard, the swordsmen nod thoughtfully. In the meantime, one swordsman raised his hand.

"Captain! Where do we need to panic, just because Robert's rank is about to fall? It is we who have bitten the bitter thoughts of the women beside him. Why don't you let him reveal his first place seat to make him feel the same way we do!

"Idiot! To say he's going to lose means we're going to lose to him, too. Have you forgotten that we've worked so hard to beat Robert and that every time we've been scattered unbroken? You can't just kick our asses and beat a pop out young man. I can't!

What the hell are you talking about? If a third party had been eavesdropping on this occasion, it would be time to consider it and get to know each other.

Yes. They are now seriously discussing precisely the popular vote in progress - the intermediate announcement of the "Men's Popularity Rankings for Castle Heilland" by the Castle Hall women.

And so do the others to the Knights of Kingsguard, who hold his fists hot, and follow them when they do. However, Robert's contemporaneous swordsman, who first raised the report, clouded his expression troubled.

"But depending on what I hear, Cromwell looks pretty good. Besides, my husband, Alicia, is a disciplined man, and that kind of hiccups hold the hearts of the women? Robert and I are troublesome enemies for different systems......!

"Yeah, how come this doesn't work!

The Knight Commander scratches his head off. 27615; rub.

- And then.

"Oh my goodness. If we get together and wonder what we're talking about"

To a familiar voice, we all look up and look back at those who spoke. And there was Robert looking down upon the wall with a shaken face.

"Ro, Robert!?

"You, how long have you been there!?

"I've been here a long time. You guys were obsessed with talking, and they didn't notice."

"Yo," Robert kicked the wall with the hanging voice, putting his hands on his hips and leaning his little neck.

"Whoever the ladies choose is their freedom. None, but remain. A big man leaning on his forehead. Oh, come on. It won't bother you."

"You! What if I'm saying something long!

"You might lose like this, huh? They're gonna take your first seat, aren't they?

"That's what it is. I'm not sorry."

Robert laughed with a smile on his shoulder.

"Well, I'm also proud that a lot of ladies have chosen me. Cromwell was my friend. That's a pretty good guy. If he's chosen first, I'll laugh and give him his seat."

"Don't speak of such strength"

"He said it wasn't a strength. It's all up to the ladies. That's my stance."

The swordsmen 'mouths turn to the words of Robert, who says, "Floating." That's right, the man who has shined at the top of the popular poll many times. Confidence and margin are different.

And that's when Robert leaked his grin all the time.

"By and large, I won't regret losing to anyone here. What a proud senior, proud sync. I have all my proud colleagues. I take it for granted who the ladies chose."

"I'm proud..."

"Pride..."

"That's why, with dissolution. Okay, you're annoying."

Waving flirtatiously, Sober and Robert walks away. Those who were left were pounding as they dropped off the silver hair that tied behind them shaking.

"Did you hear that?

I said, "I'm proud of you."

"How dare you, such a nasty line, shame on you"

"Show me one of your shame, and I'll have something cute."

"But, well"

So they looked at each other. Look into each other's eyes and be sure. I have one thought, I have no objection. As a full match, they derive the following answer:

"Oh, he's like that, he's hot."

At the end of the day, Robert was number one, even as a result of the popular vote. The swordsmen were deeply convinced that the hot man was packed with hot elements to his heart.