Black Haired King

"You guys, this is a former prince, son of a wanderer who couldn't protect this country enough! Isn't it because of this guy's parents that someone close to him is dead!? Now you can punch this guy all you want!

That's what the man says, he steps on a boy who falls to the ground. The two men with the man who is stepping on them stir up the inhabitants who are touring in the same way as the man, with a nigga and a grin.

... Why is this happening when I'm here? I look around with good patience as I almost sigh.

Soldiers here have been sent by the Kingdom of Albust, but because they do not divide so many, merged and newly increased new Albust soldiers, former soldiers of the Britalis Army, are doing the same work to maintain law and order, such as looking around.

However, the new Albust soldiers, who should have taken the lead in stopping this if they were meant to, looked at this one a little before going out of sight.

... do they pretend not to see this sight? He was called out from behind where his anger was swelling against soldiers who were not doing their job as soldiers at all. He asked me what Grimd would do.

"I'm sure you've decided that."

I walk straight to the boy's side, saying so. Grimd takes his men and follows me on how I expected them to move.

Residents who suddenly show up and turn a surprise gaze at us. I ignore that gaze and stand in front of the man who steps on the boy.

All of a sudden he appeared to me. The men came on alert, looking at my dark hair and pointing a licking glance at me, but again alert after seeing the armed grimds who came after me.

"What the hell is this doing?

"Hey, what's up, you? Oh, it's none of your business... HI!?

He breaks his heart by letting go of his killing spirit as he tries to talk to us, surprised but mighty, when he suddenly shows up. I'm not going to give these guys a break. Guys who just got hit by me and shudder. When I press it gently, it falls and buttocks.

I lift a falling boy. The injury is... terrible. There is no place in my face where I have been beaten too hard and not swollen, and my arms are both broken over and even my fingers are broken.

My body bones were also beaten or kicked and worn out, and my legs were barely safe with only my left leg broken. Still, the crack will be in there.

... How can such a boy do this, these guys? I'll take the potion Grimd has and put it on him. Actually, it works better if I give it to you, but I can't do it now that I'm losing my mind. Let's heal the trauma a little bit now.

Residents' hedgerows cracked as they took off their worn out clothes and potted them out of their minds. And what showed up were soldiers who pretended not to see until just now. At the beginning of it are some men who seem to be great walking captains.

"What's the fuss, what's this?

What a fuss, but the soldiers who expand to surround us. You're a convict, this. He said I was scared through anger.

"Hey, brunette you. Give me that kid."

And I'll tell you what. Plus, while they all put their hands on the sword. Ha... I pull out the dagger I have on my hips as I hold the boy up. The captain man who sees the dagger gives a surprise look for a moment, but he compares it to me and the dagger over and over again if you realize it.

"My name is Ladius Arnold. Nobody here doesn't know my name, do they?

I look away at the soldiers as well, and the soldiers take a few steps back, screaming lightly. I give the boy to Grimd without worrying about it. The soldier said something to me like that, but he stared and shut me up.

I really just want to capture all of these guys, but I need to treat him before that happens.

"Ma, I'll wait...... no, wait. When they take him, we..."

"So you're going to die here?

I really don't want to say this, but I couldn't stand it. Soldiers who can't breathe in the killing I unleash. The aftermath extends to the inhabitants and some fall. Those are the guys who were watching this situation. Not as good as the soldiers, but they won't have to take refuge either.

When I walk, the hedge cracks to the left and right and I can make my way. Grimd with the boy gave instructions to put him in the carriage, and I'm going back to the carriage, too.

"This girl... is badly hurt"

"You know who it is?

"Yeah, because some years ago I still had normal interactions with the Kingdom of Britalis. I've met her as a princess..."

Patricia takes out the first aid kit she had, saying so, and takes care of the boy's wounds.

"Grimd, reschedule. I'll head over to Madame first."

"Since the Duke would prefer it?

"You know that, don't you? Who is directing this? Besides, I've got Kayleigh, a boy who's a former prince. There may be some danger to your wife."

I want you to come off, but this time it's going to be just like I had a hunch.