Common Sense of a Warrior

It's been two weeks since I met Master Edgar in the library.

Still, I haven't seen Louis.

The last day I saw him, it seemed like a long time ago.

... Even before, I haven't seen him that often.

If so, why do you feel so lonely and thoughtful?

To clear up such questions and depression, invest in training.

In this place, where no one was present, there was only the sound of my sword waving.

When you finish your workout, you'll be in your own room, heading to the dining room.

"Huh..."

Along the way, I found Louis, whom I haven't seen here in a long time.

Louis noticed my presence, too, coming closer and closer.

"Well... Master Louis, be in a good mood. How did it go?

Naturally, there are other students in this hallway than me, so I dared speak in a polite tone rather than the usual.

"Merlis. You got a second?

Though it was just before class, I nod unexpectedly at his impatience and seriousness, which was seeping out.

"Yeah... of course."

And I was drawn to the school gate by Louis.

"... hey, hey. Where are you going?

As soon as I get into the carriage that was stopping, I ask him.

"... I know who did this."

"Is that from the Principality of Limmel? Or, of the Kingdom of Tasmeria?

"Both."

"Yes... that's good. So who the hell..."

"... the more detailed story comes after we get to the Duke of Almeria's house. It's not like I know who's going to ask."

"Yeah..."

In a harsh atmosphere, the carriage proceeds.

And when I arrived at the Duke of Almeria's house, I was immediately put through to the study.

There's no Lady Romel.

"... call me there. Longer."

As I was told, I sat down in my chair.

"So? Who was the culprit in this incident targeting dignitaries in the Principality of Limmel? And who's that collaborator?

"... Cordis Sliger, eldest son of the Duke of Sliger. He's the one who set this up."

"Cordis Sliger? If you weren't in this group of visitors,"

"From the beginning, I tell you everything. First, listen to me."

Thus spoken out of his mouth was the feat of the unknown Lord Romel and Louis.

Contacts between moderates and neutrals in the Principality of Limmel and each of the impostors, as well as negotiations.

The discovery of Count Talbot's betrayal and its handling.

"... So, Lomel has been asking the Principality of Limmel for a while."

"Oh."

Then, the story of Louis continues even further.

When Lady Rommel was dealing with the Duchy of Limmel, Louis, who was acting for Lady Rommel in her normal duties, had been entrusted with investigating the Anderson Marquis family.

The details of that investigation are the whereabouts of the iron embezzled by Uncle Verse.

"Your uncle embezzled the iron? No way... your uncle used that as a weapon...?

"Yes."

Louis' affirmation made me feel comfortable losing all my body power.

Prepare a large number of weapons in secret... I can only think of what you think in a bad direction.

"What you're going to tell me now... is that you were connected?

At the earliest, it got laughable.

To my reaction, Louis was distorting my face for a moment.

"Oh.... it all means it was on the palm of Cordis Sliger"

"Everything?"

"Everything. I sent merchants to the House of the Duke of Baskar who took trafficking in human beings, and I planned the murder of the Duke of the Principality and all his people who visited the Kingdom of Tasmeria... and it was all Cordis who conspired with Lord Verse"

"Yes...... You said some iron flowed to the Principality of Limmel, but other than that, is it good to realize it's still in the Marquis Anderson family?

"Oh, yeah. I know where that stash is."

"I mean, your uncle is the head of the Anderson Marquis... no, that's not all. He was conspiring with the Principality of Limmel to usurp the throne of the Kingdom of Tasmeria. Is this a good idea?

To my inquiry, Louis nods with a little hesitation.

"Tell my father about this?

"... I told him. From Father to Lord Gazelle."

"Yes...... It's about your father, so perhaps the shame in you will try to put a piece on yourself."

I guess your father moves himself.

That, too, never moves National Army personnel.

... even if they try to be overwhelmingly disadvantaged in numbers.

No... On the contrary, the moment you find yourself in an overwhelmingly unfavourable position, you will even try to push the escort away.

"... sorry, Louis"

I stood up softly and hugged Louis.

Louis puts his hand around my back and accepts me like that.

"Sorry...... Louis"

Again, I muttered the same words.

"... what is it, Mary"

Even though it would be an unfavourable battle, your father still doesn't ask anyone for help.

I can't abandon your father like that.

And even if you successfully defeat your uncle and his party, the name of the Anderson Marquis falls to the ground.

I tell Louis' wife that the next fiancée of the Duke of Almeria doesn't deserve it anymore.

"I'm going to Marquis Anderson territory. Because it would be better for your father today if he had the strength to fight."

"... no"

Surprised by Louis' denial, I gave him a face.

"Already, Lord Gazelle is starting to move."

Unexpectedly solidifies into the word.

"When the hell did Lomel tell your father about this...?

"... two weeks ago"

"Oh no... Huh! Why didn't you tell me then!?

"Lord Gazelle told me.... Don't talk. I need to get you married to the Duke of Almeria and get you into the Anderson Marquis situation."

"I told you to look at the fate of the Marquis Anderson family from afar... why would I..."

With that said, I can drool.

I knew why your father did that.

At the very least, it's a considered choice so that I don't have any responsibility for the Anderson Marquis' sins.

But did you think I didn't think anything of it?

I don't think so.

I'm sorry, I'm overflowing with tears.

... Running through, even though I am.

... even though my loved ones say they are still fighting at this time.

I lived a normal life here by myself, knowing nothing.

Though I understand the kind wishes of your father and brother... I still curse myself for not being able to do anything as we all fight.

And most importantly... everyone was worried.

Gently, his hand touches my cheek.

I embraced the trick of wiping my tears.