Common Sense of a Warrior

A secret detective's statement.

The raid on the Royal Palace is safe, and the party is supposed to be over.

... When it came to nothing, nothing happened.

It was not long before three days had passed, with a lively, gorgeous atmosphere and enthusiasm as if it were a festival.

That day I waited for his visit without attending the training of what was not Mel's outfit.

In the afternoon, there are plans for a tea party with Maurice and Lynette.

If you join the training and go to Master Maurice without stopping to get excited and chilled, I'm afraid you're going to be worn out.

For this reason, I was observing the training ground in a room where I had previously watched Anna and Enaline's training without participating in the training.

But no matter how much I look for him, I don't see him.

... escaped?

Even with that doubt, I kept waiting motionless from the spot to see how things were going.

That's when the early morning training was over and dissolved, and after cleaning up and taking a break, everyone scattered in the training area and made noise.

As if blending into that air, Mr. Abel came to the mansion in his military uniform.

If I had known he was coming and I hadn't looked, I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to find him either.

So naturally, he was blending in on the spot.

He had reached the entrance to the mansion without anyone noticing him as he was.

When I finally got here, when I tried to go back to my room.

"... Lady, Master Louis has arrived"

Anna told me that.

"Yeah, already? I'm sure it was only in the afternoon that Louis picked me up..."

Anna also had another troubled look on her face at me showing confusion.

"Yes, that was the plan. … what shall we do, the lady's support is not over…"

"You can't make a hole in your promise to the Duke of Grindle. Immediately."

"Ah, no...... my promise to the Duke of Grindle remains this afternoon. I need to speak to the lady before that, and she seemed to be here early... and now I'm going to say hello to General Gazelle"

"Oh, really? Then stay in this outfit."

"But are you sure? Meet Master Louis in Mel's outfit..."

"Because he knows I'm Mel. And I'm sorry about Louis, but I'd like to make it a priority to see Mr. Abel.... because I have a little something to be concerned about."

"I understand. … I am afraid the report will be back and forth, but Mr Abel is also on his way to say hello to General Gazelle. May I show you to one of the reception rooms after you have finished?"

"He said hello, didn't he?

"Yes, if you have visitors on the way, you don't have to crack it and come in."

"... yes. I'll ask you right now. If Louis and Mr. Abel are together, it's just fine."

When I take my seat, I head straight to the office.

I knocked and walked into the room.

There, as Anna reported, were Louis and Mr. Abel, and then your father, the master of the room.

"Oh...... after all, was Master Merlis here"

To the words of Mr. Abel, who laughed joyfully, I harden.

Why, why... and other words of doubt were circling around my head.

"Now... now what?

Louis and your father laugh at the words they finally squeezed out.

"I'm sorry. Actually, I knew. that Mr. Mel is Merliss-sama."

I sighed unexpectedly when I saw Mr. Abel lowering his eyebrows with sorrow.

... Calm down, tell yourself.

Father and Louis, you two are laughing...... probably the right person to be known.

"Fine. So? Can you talk to me, please? About you."

Still, I stared at him.

Is that purely because you're suspicious of him, or out of frustration with the two of you laughing knowing everything?

"Yes, that's why I came here with Master Louis."

"With Louis...?

If you look at Louis, he was laughing and nodding like trouble.

"First, Master Gazelle. Suddenly you have time, I'm afraid. For minutes, there was only one place where me, Louis and Merlis could gather in one place and pretend that it wasn't unnatural and that it was a coincidence."

"I don't mind. Thanks to you, Non is going to hear some interesting stories."

"And then, Master Merlis. Sorry......... can you talk to me first about what you saw that day. To Mr. Gazelle, who is here, together with a description of his history."

"Yeah, so is that.... Beginning with a party yesterday. I found a more suspicious figure on the balcony when I went to the modem to get my makeup fixed. The unrecognizable who were in a place that could not have been placed, deceiving the First Division affiliation in the uniform of the National Army. That's why I cleaned it up. At that time, we started a search in the castle because we heard from them that their aim was from the Duchy of Limmel and that they had thirty companions. So I met Mr. Abel. He was attacking the Fake National Army as well."

"... fake, say he's a National Army soldier?

"Yes."

The look on your father's face changes to something serious.

With that look on my face, I learned for the first time what your father didn't know about this one.

"Lord Louis. Why hasn't Non been informed of the story?

"... lightly, you can't report it. I must say to Lord Romel that I suspect all my men, including my own. Abel and Merlis, it is with all the two witnesses that the argument becomes meaningful. I thought so, and I waited too."

When your father exhaled deeply into Louis' words, he looked at me.

"… Merlis, continue"

"I continued, even if I said… I worked with him afterwards and finished them all. That's all I know."

"... right"

"So, Mr. Abel. Can you explain? Who the hell are you and how did you know about this raid?

I turned my gaze from your father to Mr. Abel.

Mr. Abel's eyes are free of haste and anxiety.

Instead, I don't see any emotions.

It was just so quiet, so quiet.

"... I am a secret detective affiliated with the national army of this country. We are now diving into the Principality of Limmel to gather information."

"I guarantee the identity of this person. … For a while, I was in my home."

As I supplement, Louis spins words.

To the words, after your father looked at Louis for an interesting moment, he was opening his mouth again as he turned his gaze to Mr. Abel, the winner.