Common Sense of a Warrior

Then three days went by in no time.

And today, I'm going with your father to the Duke of Almeria's house.

After talking to your brother, I stopped running away.

You don't regret running away... you talk to your brother and then you lose confidence in that choice.

Is it my sincere desire for freedom?

Is dreaming childish?

... That's not true. There's no reason for that.

But... I have a wish to fulfill more than freedom, more than dreaming.

Freedom and dreams, everything I asked to take shape of that wish.

Then how can we make that wish come true... we should stand back there and think about it.

Will your relationship with the Duke of Almeria lead to that... I honestly doubt that.

But let's not reject it from the beginning.... Yes, I made up my mind.

I don't know anything but a sword. That's why I don't have the choice of means to achieve my purpose right now in the first place... once and for all, it would be a good opportunity to look elsewhere.

Besides, I was starting to want to figure it out.

The Duke of Almeria, a leading nobleman, who serves as Prime Minister of this country for generations.

However, even with that much belly bracketed...... Louis presence was smoking in my mind with untrained.

Meet me, what will I do?

… convey your thoughts and what will happen.

If you say it without choosing a word, worst of all, it doesn't matter how you interact with the Duke of Almeria.

If there's nothing you can do about it, such as the son of the Duke of Almeria's misrepresenting the existential significance of the aristocracy, and if you're going to stay away from the fruit of your wish if you get engaged, then this is the time to really run.

... but hypothetically I just ran away and wouldn't choose the path to walk with him.

Only in his shackles, if you don't want to be.

Behind the lid is his side.

I mourn his sacrifice in the battle of Twile once, and let him take it away already... and hope to run through for the country, he who speaks of his dreams.

If I could, I wanted to run through with him willing to do it.

"… did you make it?"

It was your father who showed up with Knock.

Your father and his uniform were dressed without some gaps.

"... Yes"

My appearance today was made up of three servants, Bayako and two servants.

Short-cut hair has attached hair and a thin face with makeup.

And the dress I wore for this day... like I don't normally wear it, I still don't like the shoulders.

Anyway, who the hell is this when you see him in the mirror? It was so far from the usual finish that it seemed to ask.

Sounds like a kind of scam... and while admiring the arms of Bayasha, he was still admiring the horror of makeup.

Your father takes me, and I get in the carriage.

There was such a painful silence in the carriage that I even cared about breathing.

I didn't face your father properly from that battle like a catchment play.

I couldn't figure out what to tell you on this occasion right now.

Look towards the window and see the view flowing so you can escape.

I felt like time was flowing slowly.

... while sighing into the heavy air in my heart many times, I kept rushing 'Not Yet or Not Yet' and finally arrived at the Duke of Almeria's separate residence.

When we arrive at the door, a middle-aged butler like man greets us.

"... got here a little too soon?

Surprisingly, your father talks with a voice seeping out of ease, as if he had seen you many times.

"No, because our master is looking forward to the arrival of Gazelle and her son now or now."

"Right. That's good.... Oh, Mary. This is Alf, the butler here."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Merlis Reze Anderson."

"Thank you very much for your kind attention, Deacon. My name is Alf and I am entrusted with the Mansion of the King's Capital. Thank you very much. Now, Master Gazelle, Master Merlis. Let me show you around, come here."

Mr. Alf leads the way and we walk behind it.

Though not flashy inside, the potentially historic heavy conditioning was decorated everywhere.

"... excuse me. Dear Gazelle and Merlis have arrived."

When you stop your foot in front of one door, Mr. Alf speaks out like that.

Not long ago, Gachari and the door opened.

... Yes fine, I wonder if I look like the Duke of Almeria, my feet tremble nervously every step I take.

I walked after your father as I turned my gaze down to look underfoot.

The moment your father's leg stops perfectly, tension also culminates.

But I couldn't help looking down... and I looked up.

... and to what I saw in my eyes, I forgot for a moment.

Too much, I can't keep up with my understanding.

... why... why is Uncle Romel here!?

I wanted to scream like that, but the words didn't come out of my mouth.

Just open and close your mouth with pak.

"... oh, that look. Didn't you hear about me from Gazelle?"

"... I didn't have time to talk. As you expected, Mary was on the run. We haven't seen each other since we caught it."

Your father answers the words of the Duke of Almeria, who seems to be Uncle Romel, with a body such as the disapproval.

I thought it might be some kind of mistake or someone else's likeness... but this conversation is for sure.

After all, the Duke of Almeria was Uncle Romel!

"I'm sorry I surprised you. Again, it's Romel Jive Almeria."

"Hey, hey, hey, how come... whoa!

"No, I don't care what you do... you keep your word, okay? I've never lied to you before. Oh, by the way, I saw you at the tavern because it's true."

"Deal with you, who thinks you're the Duke's homeowner?... the same goes for the tavern, but you certainly don't lie, but you don't tell the truth. I feel bad about the bottom line."

"... stop it, you'll light it up. I'm simply good at wearing masks. And then I don't look like the Duke... I don't know if I can help you, but I'm the one in front of the lady, right? I'll give it back to you just like that."

"... Shut up"

The two interact as usual.

As far as that goes, I'm very rude to my uncle...... but who would believe it?

I can't believe that uncle is the Duke of Almeria, dubbed the leading nobleman of this country!

"... whoa, it's almost time for me to come"

I was in the middle of a mess and I totally forgot what I was up to today... but returned Hatha and me with that word of my uncle.

What the hell is he like with his uncle's son?

Though the interest arose, the feeling still sank, given the purpose of the meeting.

More nervous and louder heartbeats than when I walked into the room.

I heard a knock through the door so that it overlapped the sound.

When my uncle nodded, the servant of the Duke of Almeria's house, who was waiting indoors, opened the door without a sound.

Dauntingly, I bowed my face.

"... excuse me"

But look up at the familiar voice heard from the door and look in that direction.

"... eh"

Unexpectedly, when I looked at them, I shouted as I opened my mouth pompously.

... I can't even react any sooner to the surprise than when Uncle Romel did.

I was just staring at him coming in through the door.

Did he look at me as surprised as I am?

"... Merry?

... Again, it's not someone else.

I know, it's him.

"Why are you here?

To his words like surprise, I deepen that certainty.

Ugh, my body moved.