Common Sense of a Warrior

"Well, at the Duke of Almeria's house..."

"Yeah. My parents lived in a village that became a battlefield in the Battle of Twile. The village was badly damaged and all relatives, except the parents, were wiped out. The two people who no longer depended on them left the village, got married in the Wang capital and I was born... my father died in an accident while at work, and my mother also died after that as she was unable to sneak away. I then asked Master Louis to protect me where I was wandering the city alone, and became a member of the National Army after I learned the secret detective Iroja. Because we don't have people in us just like that, we don't have to worry about breaking identities with our faces, and sometimes we change our names and infiltrate people."

"... why did your Lord tell the National Army?

For a moment, your father's face clouds.

I couldn't help myself, as if I was blaming you.

"Why?

"It was undoubtedly the unrighteousness of the soldiers who failed to protect your Lord's kinsmen. Why would the Lord do that to his country?

Mr. Abel smiled at his father for some reason.

"The other way around.... Indeed, my parents lost their bodies and friends in the Battle of Twile. But... if the general hadn't come to help me, my parents would have died. You certainly couldn't protect everything. But more lives would have been lost without you. So my parents were thankful to you for saving their lives and their villages... and they were talking about how you fought to protect your village as if you were talking about the hero Tan. That's why I admired you."

"It's..."

I'm sure Mr. Abel's words would never have broken your father's curse.

Because that's who your father is.

Don't look away from losing it.... as my own thing forever, keep holding it.

I guess that's why they still have that unconvincing look that doesn't float.

"And at the same time, I couldn't forgive my own privileged environment....... there are many who are in the same situation as me. I was lucky enough to pick it up for Master Louis… many continued to taste the spicy acid. That's why I aspired to the National Army. No more, lest a child of the same predicament as me show up. so that someone doesn't have to be frightened of anxiety about suffering and losing someone."

"Yes..."

I couldn't say anything.

That's all his serious thoughts come from words and voices.

"This time we detected movement as we were infiltrating the Principality of Limmel. It's just... sadly, that when I perceived it was already about the time when flying a horse from the Principality of Limmel on an insomniac hiatus would start the meeting, and because it was too uncertain, it was up to me to hurry myself over the Principality of Limmel. … and then we dived into the party, interrogated the unsub and got the information, and we met Master Merlis."

"... So, Abel. What about our country's collaborators?

"Unfortunately, they didn't know either. That's why we're currently investigating what route we got our national army uniform on."

"Right..."

Your father had a deep sigh of relief in Mr. Abel's answer.

... If it came from your father, you'd want to know the answer soon.

Getting that number of unavailable National Army uniforms... probably means that someone in the National Army or with some influence over the National Army was cooperating.

"... So who are the officials on the Duchy of Limmel's side?

To Louis' words, for a moment Mr. Abel was stuffing his words like trouble.

"We haven't gotten any solid evidence yet... but it's the Duke of Sliger's house"

"Wait... even the Duke of Sliger is in this one? Are you telling me you asked me to kill you myself...?

Unexpectedly, he had spoken with a question he didn't even know to whom he had directed himself.

"... I don't really want to narrow my options, but there are two things I can think of as things stand. One is that we dared to put ourselves on target too to turn our suspicions away by being witnessed being attacked with other Duke houses. In this case, we were certain that we would be able to help."

"... what's the other one?

"That Cordis Sliger, the eldest son of the Duke of Sliger, was pulling all the threads, not having come to the Kingdom of Tasmeria"

"No way... you mean you asked me to kill my own parents and my brother?

"It's only a matter of possibility, that is.... but it's not an impossible story, is it? You have some purpose or history, and you make a request to kill yourself."

Stuck in words.

Sure, yeah.... Wasn't I desperate before this?

Through the matter of your mother, to the depth of the business of those who even take their lives within you.

Your father thought the same thing, which entailed a strangely sad atmosphere.

"... I'm sorry. I said something that reminded me."

Louis also immediately comes to our thoughts, or utters words of apology.

"I don't mind.... Lord Louis is right. It should not be excluded from the choice beyond what is impossible"

To your father's words, Louis bows his head.

"... So, Abel. Do a search on those two lines. Then, Lord Gazelle. I'm afraid..."

"Of course, cooperate to the maximum extent possible. Let's find out who our internal collaborators are."

"Master Louis, I understand. Thank you for your cooperation, General Gazelle.... Now it's time for me to excuse myself. In the name of greeting, it wouldn't be natural to stay here too long."

"Oh, so is that. Come on, Abel."

"Thank you, General Gazelle"

"Oh, then I'll be excused here, too. I have plans for the future."

At the time of Mr. Abel's exit, I also stepped out of your father's study.

"… today, thank you"

To Mr. Abel, who walks side by side, I convey my gratitude also with the meaning of my apology.

Although I don't think I had a choice because it was a situation I had to doubt when I encountered him at the Royal Palace... I had a long and impossible wish for him as a secret detective.

"No, it's me... Again, thank you for your cooperation the other day. Thank you."

It was a bare gesture as if I didn't care at all, and they thanked me the other way around.

"Um... Mr. Abel. I wish I could ask...... what is your real name?

"Huh?"

Mr. Abel's eyes are dotted with questions that don't even clap.

I accidentally laughed at the unusual upset appearance.

"You said that earlier, right? Sometimes he says he's changing his name and infiltrating people....... so I was wondering if 'Abel' would do the same"

"Oh... is that what you mean? Excuse me, but I can't tell you my real name. Because secrets are better if there are fewer people to know."

"Again, you're right"

I felt a little sorry for myself and exhaled my inner sigh.