Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

King Melvin quit the salon, saying he would come back when the story was wrapped up.

"Yep. Albert knows, doesn't he?

"Oh. I talked to your father. Mallane. Can you put a ring on it?

Princess Mallane leaned her neck slightly, but understood that Grace and Ashley would have nothing to hide, wearing a disguised ring before instilling magic in the demonic stone.

For a moment her body was wrapped in light, and there was her disguised from Princess Mallane to Marian's figure.

"Your Highness Mallane was Marianne."

"I see. I'm convinced."

The two are nodding in the way that they were more convinced than surprised. I don't know much about Princess Mallane, but in her case, be old, be a trait. It's easy to understand. I guess there's something I thought resembled while we were spending time together at the salon.

Princess Mallane puts her cheeks slightly red and takes off the ring, then puts her head down on Grace and Ashley.

"And I'm Alfred. I don't care about me now."

"I'll explain from there. King Melvin asked me if I could stay with Princess Mallane as my fiancée."

Talk about being diagnosed by King Melvin.

About Princess Mallane's attempted assassination and his culprit. Rosemary seems to be different. What King Melvin thinks he wants to keep from me because he doesn't know what the purpose is.

Talking about them and making them listen, the two of them were nodding with a serious face.

Do you want us to talk about it?

"That's what happens."

Grace looks at me quietly.

Princess Mallane looked a little surprised that she hadn't been through the conversation, to say the least. King Melvin said to explore.

"- I am"

First, Ashley opens her mouth.

"I don't think I'm in a position to say anything about this. Because I am here because Master Theodore and Master Grace have accepted me. I just... I like your Highness Mallane. If you say you may be in danger, I want you to do whatever you can."

I mean, does Ashley agree? So, Grace...

"... the first time I saw Her Royal Highness Mallane in the workshop, I remembered the old days."

Grace looks away and says.

"Once upon a time."

I know, well, Princess Mallane puts an alert on someone she doesn't know. Even I had a time when no one but Grace was keeping him away.

Princess Mallane... oh I guess I tried pretty hard until I got up doing it. Yeah, I think so.

I guess Grace and Ashley both know what's going on around there. Because they know each other.

"Yes. In the way you deal with strangers, is it? I think His Highness Mallane himself is kind, so I like him. I wonder if it would be nice to be with His Highness Mallane if I could help you."

And, Grace smiles.

Princess Mallane smiled happily at those two words, but then she gave me an unfloating look that I couldn't seem to be sad or lonely anywhere. Says Prince Albert, who saw it.

"... actually. You've got a chick mould."

And I came and handed it to Princess Mallane with the wrap I had in the corner of the salon. The contents of the package are a substitute for a thin slab of stone.

The stone slab is engraved with letters and numbers. Some demonic stones are buried on the edge… about the size of a little bigger than a literary book?

"It's the pre-prototype phase. To the point where you can type and display characters for now, I guess. Mallane, just today. If you have something to say, say it."

And Prince Albert explained it to me.

Mallane receives it as a snack. Mallane touches the dial with her finger and shows it when she follows it and manipulates it.

"I'll get in the way"

Top of the dial. There were glowing letters floating in the empty space.

"What makes you think that?

'Cause I don't think I need to be cured'

Princess Mallane remains sad looking and tells.

"I told my mother to help me. I wish I hadn't told you that."

I mean - I thought my mother might have used Sacrifice because she said that. I regret it that way. I can't forgive myself.

So I guess it's connected to that kind of self-assessment to get in the way.

As for myself, who has seen people like my mother up close... I think that those who are aware of the risks and can use Sacrifice would have done so, no matter what Princess Mallane says or doesn't say.

But this isn't about Princess Mallane being right or wrong.

What we need is to convince ourselves. As Princess Mallane herself is convinced. I saw it so I could convince myself. That's just the story.

"My brother is amazing, but I don't even want to tell him the letters with this. So I don't have to talk."

So she herself affirms that she will go to the temple.

"I think it's okay if I..."

So I answered.

"If you think Mallane doesn't want to use words...... I think it's fine as it is. My mother was like that, so I might do the same thing if it happened to me. I don't think you want someone to say anything to you about that decision."

To my words, Princess Mallane nods with a serious face. I don't know how far Princess Mallane knows about my mother.

At least I can't get in the way of Princess Mallane not being able to speak or not speaking.

"I'm sure Master Penelope will make a place for Mallane. I don't think that's why you need me. At least I want to affirm Mallane thinking that way. I can't believe I'm interrupting."

Princess Mallane looks up holding the dial with both hands. I peek in to ask my sincerity if that's okay. That's how we stared at each other for a while - eventually, Princess Mallane manipulated the dial to show it.

'Glad. Can I live in that house, too, okay?

"Fine."

Nodding, Princess Mallane gave a blooming grin.

"... I'll get my father."

Having seen the whole thing through, Prince Albert smiled calmly and left the salon when he received the dial from Mallane.

Princess Mallane is - Grace and Ashley and the three of us, happily embracing each other.

"Looks like we've got a story. Above all."

King Melvin, who is back, looks pretty good.

He said it wasn't convenient... but if you compared me to the Temple as Princess Mallane's destination, you would have thought I was better off.

"But being a royal daughter, I don't want to be a descendant as it is. Sometimes the Baron Sirn family owner already takes his name as his fiancé. It will be necessary to take the form of an adoptive son to the aristocracy. Well, if you do, don't worry about the hassle."

King Melvin laughs.

"Is there a candidate somewhere?

When Prince Albert asked, King Melvin nodded.

"I wonder if the Marquis Foblester family would be good for the rest. Seasonal pattern I am visiting this one. Just the right thing to talk through."

"Ophelia's..."

Marquis Foblester family. Prince Albert's fiancée, Miss Ophelia's house.

Unlike this broderick marquis, he is a decent marquis.

However, since there are places from the center that focus on managing their own territory at a distance, they are not that influential in Termwilds. Although Ophelia herself seems to be studying in the aristocratic dormitories of the school building.

Princess Mallane herself looked nostalgic for Ophelia, and she seems happy to hear of the Marquis Foblester family.

"Master Ophelia would talk a lot in the school building. You're very nice."

And Ashley smiled. I met Ophelia once in the workshop. I was hiding who I was at the time, but I knew Ashley from Ophelia. Does that mean you made contact with Ophelia?

Ashley also faces the school building beside the labyrinth exploration and training, but seems to be able to have a lateral connection with the aristocracy, which is in the interest of the Baron's family, which is reassuring to me.

"Oh, yeah. When I speak to Penelope, the witch-head, I'll leave a message in a letter."

"What is it?

"It's about the sealed door to the Great Decay Lake."

"Sir Chester found it."

"Mm-hmm. As a result of rough calculations, the seal can only be unsealed after the doors of the Night Forest. Thank you. The period of liberation seems to be ticking."

"You won't be able to get around to liberating four places at the same time, which is convenient."

As I said, King Melvin nodded. Starting tomorrow, I guess I'll be driving normally for now.

... No. Speaking of which, tomorrow...

Mm-hmm. I was totally out of my mind at Rosemary's mess. I don't even think Grace has anything for every year.