Because I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You (WN)

Silva asked.

Are you really going?

You're just going to head alone to the opponent, even the royal knights.

"Ryussou ... Bocchan. The royal knight is defeated, and the great army is challenging and returning."

His voice was nervous.

Slow thinks it's easy.

The dragon is a mighty monster and rarely appears in the south.

A title given to those who have defeated monsters, who are described as rulers of the sky.

Dragon Slayer's synonym has existed only in the northern part of history.

"... Still, she still goes."

"Silva. I'm not sure Black Dragon has gone to school."

"Hihihihin!"

Hakuba cries.

It was as brave as saying, "What's going on. I'm going home soon."

"No, even if the dragon is at the school, the bot should go. There is a servant, Charlotte, at the Krush Magic Academy."

Slow turned and looked at Silva.

Light is leaking out of the sheath lowered from his waist.

"... Silva. You're no way."

"Bocchan. One thing I want to hear is ... is Charlotte a child of White Lily?"

Silva's own investigations have found various things about the secret royal empire.

The little princess in that country had beautiful silver hair and its name.

And there's been rumored by the underworld that the Dustol Empire is still looking for her and may survive somewhere, and the Imperial Knights finally fled for the Duke of Denning.

But everything was only Silva's guesswork, so she couldn't help listening.

Who is the slave girl who helped that day?

Why did a prodigy called Slow Denning make that child his follower?

Slow saw Silva asking.

(Yeah ... There's no other masked guy in the anime than you ... Still, at that point, was Charlotte hitting someone at this point ...? )

Slow nods.

There was no denying it could be done.

"... Did you know the Botchan all the time? So did you make that child your servant?"

The words seem to include even anger.

The glow of the grant sword overflows from the sheath.

"Oh, yes. I knew that day when I went into that slave market."

"... isn't that too cool?-Why are you trying to hold it alone, wasn't that reliable, or was that time a lie!"

There was no need to hold anything alone.

I wish I had told me.

As their eyes entangled, Silva saw the shadow of the Lord's distress.

"I couldn't tell her about Charlotte. I didn't think I couldn't trust her. At that time, I thought that holding herself alone would be the safest part of her security to protect Charlotte. You're right, Silva. It was a kid.

Silva knows that the wind prodigy has a bad habit that keeps his heart in himself.

He prides himself on knowing the inside of the Lord more than anyone, as a knight of an old wind prodigy.

(I see ... you are ...)

Knowing the truth I've pursued for years, I don't know what to do.

I don't know if she's going to get angry at her.

I thought so, but funny, the emotion that came to Silva's heart was a reassuring relief.

After all, this kind of prodigy has not changed anything since ancient times.

I was happy to know that.

"...... Bocchan. I have a lot to say, there are so many things I want to know. But I don't seem to have the time to talk in a relaxed way right now. "

I want to talk through a thousand words, but unfortunately, no such time is left.

So Silva turns words into swords and stabs them against the former Lord.

He knights return to the princess or go to the end of the forest.

"I want you to lend me your strength."

Honest words.

The moonlight peeking through the gap between the clouds illuminated the wind prodigy, and it seemed that the momentum of the rain was weaker than before.

"I'm not another, I don't want a future alone. I want to create a new future with a former knight and future friends."

"... What's the future? What is the future that Bochan thinks of?"

No one can stop the glitter of the overflowing grant sword.

The town's people were angry and watching them.

"The future I want. That's silver."

And the wind prodigy said.

Brief, concise.

His dream, after all, could be explained in just one word.

"--- It's world peace."