At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

The stiffness in the hall is amazing. Well, I guess that's all Mr. Geena has to offer.

Kroto is scared, regardless of the circumstances.

"Um, I found a corner, but I can't go without this"

Somehow, but I noticed people were coming in to see if it was that guy.

It was just like His Majesty the Emperor that came in, so maybe you were right.

I was a little unsure because I didn't remember the magic firmly, but I saw a soldier at that time beside the emperor when he was dancing.

You were an Imperial soldier. That guy. Looks like no one else is here today.

I don't want to get too close to the emperor, but I want to say thank you for that time. But it sounds like an escort, and I don't know if I can speak my own personal language.

Even so, the fact that he is an Imperial soldier may not mean that the Empire is not all that scary. He was a good man.

He must be quite great to be here.

Speaking of which, I was in line over there. Who invited Sigal?

I stand besides the emperor, and we all dress like nobles to unravel.

Well, it looks like we're staying on this ship today, and do you have a chance to talk about it one of these days?

If Mr. Geena is staying too, I can't seem to get away from Kroto, though.

"Was there someone you knew?

"Uh, yeah. Find someone who took care of you during this time. I just wanted to say thank you, it looks like you're at work and you don't seem able to."

"Phew."

Inai asks me, so I answer as I remember what happened during this time.

That guy's from the Empire, and I wonder if I'd mind if I told you. Sounds like you care.

Well, when that guy finds one place, let's go talk. It's a big premise if Kroto is calm.

You are still shivering in my arms. [M]

'I don't think anyone who doesn't know her name will be here. Therefore, try to avoid any further details. "

Oh, Mr. Bulbe's story has begun. I didn't hear that earlier, and listen to me properly.

No one seems to disagree with Mr. Bulbe's words. Perhaps you're right, there's no one you don't know.

Well, they say it was a big war, and a few swallowed countries. As much as the average person knows his name, what's wrong with not knowing it?

'What you tell everyone will be able to guess when she's here. But I dare you to speak and proclaim to all who are here.'

Is that why Mr. Geena is here? Um, maybe we could make a peace treaty or something?

At the moment, it seems that there is not even a ceasefire treaty.

"The Kingdom of Umr hereby declares that it will make a lasting peace with the Republic of Ligarat"

Oh, you're right. We did it. More or less, when I was talking about this hand, it was often subtly different from what I had imagined.

But something is strange about everyone's reaction. There are many reactions that feel like something like this would be impossible.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not uncomfortable at all. Given Mr. Geena's character, it's easy to accept for the price.

'As King Umr said, we declare that we will make peace. Of course, I hope we can use this as an opportunity to interact with other countries.'

Mr. Geena, you're doing a gutsy delegate today.

Even though it was a relatively light way of putting it when I was in Poheta, I'm also disappointed in my outfit today. Fluffy frill dress. I wish I felt like this lady.

Hmm, someone in the back of the stage, I recognize him. I wonder where I saw you...

"And to prove it, I'd like to take her and,"

When Mr. Geena says so, she turns her attention to Mr. Lynn, who was on stage at some point.

Mr. Lynn walks under Mr. Geena to respond to it. The outfit hasn't changed, but he had a sword down his waist.

He said he had a sword in a dress, like Mr. Lynn, but what do you think? Besides, the atmosphere is completely normal, Mr. Lynn.

Mr. Lynn pulled out that sword as he walked up to Mr. Geena. If you go down, it's a long way to go.

Mr. Geena puts his hands down and stands in nature. Mr. Lynn also stands normally with the sword removed in one hand.

Will it be something ritual?

The next moment I thought so, Mr. Lynn moved. If you're serious, the ship will break, so I'm adding and subtracting.

But it's an impossible rate for a regular person to cope with. If you are in a vegan state, you are confident that you will be able to afford two things. The weirdest thing is that you had your hands down and your sword would come down from above.

That thing, the speed, the timing, it all gets smashed up without being able to read it.

But Mr. Geena didn't break his grinning expression and took it with one hand. I didn't grab it, I didn't grab it. I took it with my palm. Seriously.

A loud and surprising voice rises on the boulder. I don't know which or both of those surprises are.

"Hehe, you still look better in that"

Mr. Geena looks at Mr. Lynn and says pleasantly, and Mr. Lynn joyfully holds his sword.

Yeah, what those people. Scary.

I wonder how many people saw the offense right now. And I wonder how many humans could understand the anomalies of those people.

Absolutely weird about those people.

"Can you take my hand?

Mr. Geena gives Lynn the sword-worn hand. Mr. Lynn takes the hand without any hesitation.

"Best regards, Geena"

"Yeah, nice to meet you, Refine"

When they called each other names, the humans in the hall reacted tremendously. Too loud to figure out what you're talking about.

There's nothing magic can do about it, but it's hard to do because I can't hold Kroto right now. Blah, blah, blah. Detection is also hard to maintain.

Unlike usual, they hold me as much as they want, and I guess it's because they're hugging me.

"I don't understand those two."

"I can't solve it either. Don't do anything you don't have in a meeting, those guys."

"Huh?"

"I'm not in any of the meetings with you earlier."

Seriously. You're free. Those people. You look really satisfied.

Mr. Bulbe is awesome, I'd panic if I did something that wasn't in the meeting.

"She's going to stay here for a few days to interact with everyone."

Oh, this is a decision you can't walk away from. Kroto, you understand what I mean, and I'm about to cry again.

I'm sorry, Kroto. I can keep you by your side, but this can't be changed.

Uh, but for now, just for today, is there any way we can just go back to the castle?

"Hey, Inai"

"Hmm, what's up?

"Do we ever go back to the castle after this because Kroto looks pathetic?

"Uh... um... ginger, no"

Oh, this is the one I can't go back to Inai. I wonder if I have something to do.

"Inai, does it feel like I might have to stay here?

"Uh, no, I'm fine"

"Really?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

Something sounds like it's not gonna be okay, but it's gonna be okay.

I wonder if you're really okay.

'Well, I'm sorry to interrupt where we all enjoyed ourselves. Keep enjoying yourself and go.'

When Mr. Bulbe does that, the people in the band behind him start playing again.

It's just loud about the sound of the performance, the twitching, and the bit of thinking which is louder.

No one starts dancing, and everyone feels like they're watching Mr. Bulbe and the others.

"Mr. Geena, you could have behaved like that, too."

"Well, he's a representative of the country, and you can't do that."

Sigal tells me how she felt about Mr. Geena earlier, but I felt the same way.

Inai doesn't seem to be either.

"You sure about that? But all of a sudden, it's gonna be tough for all of us."

Says Sigal as he leans his neck slightly. Oh, my God, I wonder.

Well, is it tough? If you ever thought it was an enemy country, let's get along - so I guess.

Is it necessary to change the response itself as a country?

"Well, honestly, when it comes to Geena, the problem is Aroness."

"Mm, Mr. Aroness?

Why are you here, Mr. Aroness?

He's scared of Geena.

"... Mr. Aroness?

Scared of that guy?

... normally unimaginable. I guess it's because I've only seen him smile with confidence at all times.

Yeah, but speaking of which, I thought you said 'scary country' when you explained Mr. Geena's country to me.

"I need him to go to the other country a few times. Stay with Geena. But he doesn't like to stop by Geena's side. Not as good as Kroto."

"I can't imagine you knowing the usual Mr. Aroness."

"He's dying. You're in quite a trauma."

Seriously, was it that badly wounded, Mr. Aroness?

Then you do scare me. Next to the person who nearly killed himself, it's a little too scary.

It was noisy for a while afterwards, but people started dancing again, whether it was because they had confirmed to Mr. Bulbe that there were no more moves.

I can't move, so I just have to watch the sight. Well, should we all think we could relax?