Common Sense of a Warrior

"I want you to tell me.... Why are you here!? Louis......!

Look straight at him and ask questions, making sure he looks up from close range.

"I don't care... I'm just in my own house"

He said as he reacted in a troubled manner as he was surprised.

"Well, maybe... you..."

To our conversation, suddenly, Uncle Romel laughed.

"Ha... I knew you meant that"

"... what are you talking about that doesn't make sense? I mean, in the first place, Mary. You knew Lord Louis?

Your father asks Uncle Romel as he narrows his eyes to stare at his words.

"What, this is the story.... Well, gazelle. You two seemed to know each other already, and it's hard to talk to you even with us parents. Let's get out of the room."

'Hey, wait a minute! Don't get me out of the way...' but Uncle Romel just took your father out so he could push it in.

Later what remained was me and Louis and then a servant of the Duke of Almeria standing silently.

"... did you know? Even I'm here today..."

"I didn't know. I thought you were going to say something unusual to your father... but I didn't think Mary was coming."

"Then... Were you going to be engaged to the Marquis Anderson?

I thought I heard something cowardly.

Because that's what I'm here to hear.

"... no. I was ordered to come to this place, but they said it was good to meet and decide whether or not to get engaged. So I was gonna say no."

"... Huh?

Though I try to decipher the sincerity of the word, I think about it all the time for those who are really convenient to me.

With me elsewhere like that, he sat in his chair when he sighed deeply.

"... Also, they did. I guess he was reading something like this anyway..."

To expose his dissatisfaction, he scratches his head as he leans down .

Shh, and his forehead was crumbling.

"Merry."

If you think he sighed again, he looks up and stares straight at me.

His strong gaze shook his body unexpectedly.

"I like you."

Pong, and I felt an explosion in my head.

Embarrassment and joy occupies the mind, and thoughts can't keep up with reality.

"So I was going to say no to your engagement to the Marquis Anderson."

It was a confession of intense love.

Because what that word means isn't as a warrant for the Anderson Marquis, it's just like saying you like Merry.

"... why? Are you the son of the Duke of Almeria? Though I think it would be better if you had the strength to cross your father's house."

It was impeccable to ask.

Because being the only daughter of the Marquis Anderson family is an unchanging fact.

I've hardly ever been conscious, but the blood that runs through this body belongs to the prestigious Anderson Marquis family of Takemen, which has been passed down pulsatingly.

Most importantly, you are the daughter of a father who is called a hero... who is considered to have considerable influence in aristocratic society.

If I can behave like a nobleman in a social setting, I'm talking about.

Anyway, I wanted to make sure.

I recognize that it is more difficult to ask than the fact is...... I really wanted to make his words certain.

That's why I asked why.

"... He wants to cross the power of his father, and he has always made it his goal. But it doesn't make sense unless you do it on your own. So I wasn't going to rely on the power of my wife's home, more than I used to.... I was going to look for it. About Mary. Because if we liked it, we wanted to walk ahead together."

"Louis......"

Unexpectedly, my vision boils with tears.

It's not an accessory to the house, it's not an accessory to the name of my hero father... his words are the same as telling me I like myself.

"... the truth is, I was going to tell you after I established my own status. I don't have to say that I achieved my goal, but I tried to succeed after my father. Whoever you welcome to your fiancée is enough not to make you complain. But... at all, I blew it all up with my father's ruse"

Softly, Louis gives me his hand.

"I like you. From now on, it's good for you to live your life together. I want you to take this hand."

Flirting, I reach out to myself to take his hand.

But he opened his mouth again to stop it.

"... but I want you to think before you take this hand"

To that word, my hand stops reacting with pictures and conditional reflexes.

"I can't change the way I try to go. If you're going to walk down that path with me, I'm going to ask for a lot. Dreams, too, make me give up.... you know how much you were really after it."

Some recipients may wonder what they are being selfish about.

Because you can't change your path, and you want it from others.

However, I was sincere about the words.

Because you leave the choice to me, even though you don't have to go out of your way to say it.

Anyway, if he knew 'me' well, he could assume that he was a man of temper who wouldn't run off or quit on marriages he didn't care about.

"... just one thing, tell me"

"... what?

"By walking with you, I am not on the side to be protected... can I be on the side to be protected?

"... as long as you remain you"

Louis' words raised my tongue.

And gently, hold his hand.

"If it does make me your fiancée, I will have to give up enlistment in the National Army altogether. That's about it, I know. The fiancée of the next Duke of Almeria will never be able to go for the National Army, will he? You might not even be allowed to have a sword. Still, I'll take this hand of my own."

"... Merry?

"I thought about it. What you and I talked about that day at the tower... my dreams, my wishes.... Indeed, it is my dream to protect someone with this sword. But it's not an end, it's a means. My purpose is that the wish is that no one will show up to grieve for losing someone as dear as I am. I don't care what the means are, if that's what you want."

"... right"

"I want to be on your side. I want to go on a journey of life with you. When we talked about this fringe, it was only about you that I couldn't really sort out my mind.... because you like it."

"Merry."

His hand gently accompanies my cheek and his face approaches.

I was ashamed of his face, which slowly approached me, and meditated my eyes.

And lightly touched lips.

Its warm and soft feel brought realism to this situation today, making it happy and overflowing with tears.

"Thanks"

Away he said so, laughing a little smelly.

"I didn't do anything to thank you. I do that at my will."

"... you're no match for me."

The bossy whining words were not heard at close range.

Before I ask him that, he walks straight out.

"Well, shall we go say hello to General Gazelle?"

"To your father?

"Yes.... I need you to forgive my engagement to Merlis"

"Forgiveness or nothing, is it your father who brought you here?... If you're not going to forgive me, I don't think you brought me here from the beginning?

"Even so, it's a jerk. Parents of women who fell in love...... wouldn't it be natural to say hello to their future father-in-law?

I'm happy with his words and his face is hot.

I leaned down to hide it, while silently walking while he pulled my hand.

That's how we arrived, the room.

When he knocks and opens the door...... the first thing he feels is the smell of alcohol.

Unexpectedly smile at its intense smell.

"... Father, are you drinking again from midday like this!?

Louis next door was questioning Uncle Romel.

"What, it's a celebration. Ma, eh, eh, eh! Someone's engaged to a lovely Mary."

But in the light of Uncle Romel's words, he stuffs his words for a moment.

"Wow, the Merry of Non... the Merry of Non!!

Come on, cry, father, and say a lot of momentum about a glass of alcohol.

... a little happy, but quite embarrassing.

"... my father, I'm sorry. Duke of Almeria"

"Don't call me hard. As usual, Uncle Romel is good. Look, Gazelle. Calm down. If you cry like that, your voice will wither."

"No, but Mary...!

"I knew it. Come on. You brought me here because you made up your mind, didn't you?

Ask in a sigh, Uncle Romel.

"Oh yeah..."

"... General Gazelle"

Louis approaches and speaks as he enters the conversation between the two.

Your father turns away from that pitiful appearance earlier, pointing his sharp gaze at Louis.

The majesty with which you can even feel its strength and horror is the same as your father when he divides the army as a general.

"... your daughter, please forgive me for marrying Miss Merlis Reze Anderson"

"Do you love Mary? Can you swear to protect her with that?!

"Oh, Father..."

I called out to stop your father, and on the contrary Louis stops talking about me like that.

"Yes, I love you. Tell me about her who's right for everything. … but it will be difficult to protect her with this"

"... what?

"Simple story, because Miss Merris would be better at martial arts. The skill of my sword is to the extent of my appetite. In times of need, it's possible that this person can only be a shield."

Your father looks tough and looks at Louis.

His eyes were completely obsessed and he was in a more frightening shape than when he trained with the army.

"... inferior in martial arts For me to protect her, I will continue to polish my weapons. And with that weapon, I will protect her."

Your father was silent on Louis' words for a while, but suddenly, he exhaled a great deal.

"... right"

Such, with words of renunciation.

"... Romel! Hang out! It's a celebration!! I'll drink my breath till morning!! So go out with Lord Louis."

And I look back and suddenly scream out words like that.

"... All right! We'll drink till morning!!

"Chi, Father! Drink till morning and what do you do with your job!?... or because I have a job..."

"Father! Being here until morning is annoying! Besides, is your father doing a good job, too?

"" Don't be hard on me! Forget about your job as long as you celebrate!

Wherever Louis and I stop, the wind blows.

We ended up getting involved up to Louis and the three of us started drinking.

… I am, by the way.

I decided to wait in a different room once I had a lady on the rock.

Hopefully, when your father was drunk, he expected to recover it and want to go home.

... Although I'm glad your father is celebrating his engagement to Louis, is Louis going to be okay?

I don't care, because your father is a walrus.

Thinking about that, I've been blurry for a while.

A feeling of serenity and happiness like nothing I've felt here lately.

I don't know, my mouth angle goes up.

While the servant was waiting for me, and the tea he brewed me, I was frightened and a little embarrassed about it.

"... oh, you came here"

I thought I heard a knock, and one woman came in.

The woman is very thin and overall thin in pigment.

Sticky gaze nails its appearance and atmosphere.

She sat in my front seat.

"Nice to meet you, my future daughter. My name is Aurelia. My name is Aurelia Lal Almeria. I'm Romel's wife and Louis' mother."

I fell in love with her, but returned the words to me.

"Nice to meet you! This is Merlis Reze Anderson! Best regards,"

To my greeting, Couscous and Lady Aurelia laughed.

"Well, how are you? … but it's a reduction."

They say it's a soft voice all the time, but it gets cold like pissilli and air frozen from the middle of nowhere.

"It is a matter of certainty that a lady makes such a loud voice. Besides, it's hard to hear them talk fast, and it's offensive."

Master Aurelia keeps smiling, but why does the chills run to her body when she wears them?

But if I don't pull here, I can put my strength into my stomach and my eyes.

"... that's very rude of you. I'm glad to see you, Aurelia. You forgot me."

With that said back, Aurelia laughed couscous again with the fan in her mouth.

I don't know how to react to that reaction I never thought I would, but I can only look at it like that.

"Oh, that's crazy...... Sorry, have too much fun."

Dear Aurelia couldn't stop laughing and at last there were tears accumulating in her eyes.

While wiping it, Aurelia opens her mouth again.

"Losers are superior. But don't make that easy on them. Eyes say things like mouth, don't they?

"... excuse me"

"Mr. Merlis. My husband told me about you."

I mean, I know I've only done martial arts without studying manners as good as I've ever said at all...

Am I not worthy of being admitted to the Duke of Almeria's house?

"I don't care how you've been. What's important is that we're going to.... So there's only one thing you want to hear from me. My husband tells me to make your education straightforward...... can you work hard?

I wonder why.

Master Aurelia's waist is always soft and she has a mild grin.

And I said, "If you're going to marry the Duke of Almeria, you're not going to tell me you can't, are you? That's about as much guts, isn't it? 'I feel it made me feel awesome not to deny it.

"Of course. Thank you for your guidance, though there are many things that do not go well."

... but you can't lose.

Maybe I haven't been recognized by Master Aurelia as Louis' fiancée yet.

That's why you can't just wrap your tail around it and run away.

"... would be good. Then I'll start class as soon as I can. It's just that you're late today, so welcome home already. Mr. Gazelle will be staying with you, but I don't like to hear from you before your engagement on the boulder."

I exhaled my inner sigh that I would give up on your father's recovery.

"... I apologize to my father"

"It's good. Because it will be the result that my husband is no longer worthy of his age. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow."

"... Me too, I look forward to it. Best regards,"

And I left my father, who would be drunk, and went home to the Marquis Anderson, as Aurelia put it.