"That can't be right!
Karel screams out loud. Actually, "it can't be," so that's obvious.
Lord Karel, calm down.
The Marquis conquers Karel. Karel takes her seat like she said reluctantly. Looking at the two people accompanying him, one is simply surprised, but the other is making it bitter. If you're surprised, you didn't tell me the details. In a way, I can also say that I was fortunate. If you're bitter, you're dressed like a nobleman, but if you're noble, if you don't remember to hide your true intentions a little more, if you go to the conspiracy swirl, they'll kill you in no time.
"So what do you mean," real ”?
The Marquis asks Marius.
"Yeah, I found out from the documents my father left, in fact, that in the Amur family, when it was a ritual or something, externally, we had” fake ”to use there, but there was actually something” real ”about it.” If it matters to the country, then confront the national disaster with what succeeds the governor of the house ", as does the document left by my father.
Marius took the paper (probably parchment) out of his nostalgia and offered it to the Marquis. The Marquis receives it and sees through it.
"Hmm, that's definitely Uncle Amur's letter"
Karel's eyes open to the Marquis' words, but then you, there's no way you haven't forged them in your mind when you're talking like this. When it comes to deceiving the eyes of an old-fashioned human, you must have asked a well-armed one, but that would be Camilo's job there. When I looked at Camilo in a chill, he winked at me for a moment. Don't let the old man wink at you.
Karel tried to say something, but Marius stood up ahead and
"My brother was late to tell you that when we found this document, he went somewhere else to come and didn't even see you until today. Unless you're very sorry."
That's what I say and I bow my head. Karel grated his floating hips again. Suspiciously suspicious, Tsujitsu fits.
"Yes, but does Lord Karel have any objections? I would like to report to Your Majesty that there is no problem without it."
The Marquis throws a word for Karel that is also equal to the death penalty, not knowing it. But now I'm still "bloodthirsty", but it was my heart to take back the family heirloom. its mind and its full "to settle.
I may not be able to inherit the governor anymore, but I think the best thing in this place is the end of it. Then you hide yourself while Marius investigates the cause of death of your father and brother, and you just have to trade.
"No, it's still” fake, "and I can't believe the word" real. "
But Karel wanted a settlement on the spot. I wanted it. Even though that is the act of placing the King before the pawn on which Marius put it.
"Okay. If so, let us bear witness to it."
Marius says without incident. It's a testament to my trust in my product, but there are some aspects that I would like you to give me a break.
"How do you do that?
"It would actually be quicker to try it. May I rent your garden?
"I don't mind. Lord Karel, can you do that?"
"Yes."
Everyone takes their seats to travel. Karel stares at Marius without hiding anymore. Marius could afford it.
Thus, the last confrontation was to take place in the courtyard of the Marquis Mansion. We have ”family heirloom swords” with each other, but this doesn't exactly cut us off.
Mine is more protruding in the dirt of the courtyard. You look like you could be king if you pull it out while I work. A young soldier with a spear approaches there. He is the guard of this mansion - the private soldier of the Marquis. From now on, I will poke the flank of the sword he has made of me. And if there's any damage to the sword, what I make is ”fake”. However, I saw a chill, but if I could do that tip, my sword would endure 50 times whether the material was just steel.
A soldier poked at me about 20 times, but my spear tip just broke, and I don't have a scratch on my made sword.
"Stupid......"
It is Karel who groans so low. That would be so. You can't have something like this in just one or two days. Normally. The Marquis also praises the sword with admiration.
"That is the sword given to me by His Majesty the King. It combines beauty and strength."
"It is so good to see you. I was just wondering if I deserved to call it" real. "
That's where Marius gets on. First of all, I showed the performance of our sword.
"So, Lord Karel's sword."
"Yes."
Karel sticks his sword in the dirt in the same way. So the Marquis.
"Hey. Grab a replacement spear"
and command the soldier just now,
"No, not at all."
That's what Marius says. No, when I unplugged the ”real” stab next to Karel's ”fake," I slashed it to ”fake." There is no metal noise, and the "fake” is cut off from the medium range. Karan, and the cut off top half made a noise and rolled.
"How about this strength, this sharpness, this one with these is definitely” real ”?"
Marius proclaims victory over Niccoli and the Marquis.
"Ugh, um. So much cleavage, if you go out on the battlefield, you will be able to work a thousand times. This is the real deal."
Neither is that Marquis slightly able to keep up with the events that have taken place in front of him, but if he is shown this, he will admit it or not. Surprisingly, the real one declared one or the other.
"Therefore, I should like to report to Your Majesty that this time there is no particular problem with the case of" This Time ", and therefore the inheritance of the governor will also go according to the decision. That's fine, Lord Marius, Lord Carrell."
That's what the slightly re-held Marquis declares. That's it. I just want to take this guy off and go home. When I thought so,
"Wow!!!
That's what Karel screamed and tried to jump on Marius. I have a knife in my hand. I was able to capture that move thanks to Cheat, but I can't make it from here. But at that moment, I caught another move. It's Marius.
With Marius' right hand holding my sword, he jumps up at great speed, and as if there was nothing there, the blade "Do it" glances over Karel's right shoulder from Karel's left hip.
Cut off without sound, Karel's upper body, which cried apart, rolled to the ground before reaching Marius, making a noise saying, How?