Common Sense of a Warrior

"Thank you very much for your time."

Back at the inn, I was on holiday in my room, and Alf came up with words of labor as he offered me tea.

"Oh... it's only with your backup that. Thank God."

"It's a hell of a thing. … Please wait while we get home soon"

"Oh......"

I turn my gaze to the universe blurry as I recall an earlier exchange at the Duke of Sliger's house.

"... anything you care about?

Alf noticed my reaction visibly and asked.

"Hmm?... and I'm worried about the eldest son of the Duke of Sliger's house"

"Do you have Cordis Sliger?

Shake your head vertically on the name emanating from Alf.

"I understand. I'll do a little research.... By the way, can you tell us why?

"You'll be concerned. They show you the courtyard where the poisonous grass is planted, and they say," I want my family to know how great it is. "It will be obvious what you want to do. You realize you're planting poisonous grass in the first place, or you just feel so mean at the time you're showing it grandiose and trying it out?

Even if I remember now, I'm frightened.

A corner where poisonous grass was planted that resembled a non-poisonous herb.

Poison and medicine are a piece of paper.

Though it would be a drug if used successfully... I'm sad, the poison is familiar to me in aristocratic society, and the first thing I suspect is that even home disturbances occur.

"Yeah, the second son was still easier to understand and cuter."

"Really, yeah.... Alf, give me directions. Then when you return to the country, instruct Louis to arrange a meeting with the Principality of Limmel. Alf needs that support."

"I understand. … I'm on my way home, so please excuse me."

"Oh. I asked for it"

Within that day, I left the Principality of Limmel and returned to the Kingdom of Tasmeria.