Dorei Tensei: Sono Dorei, Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki

Wallace Sai, I'm here.

Raise your arms, Wallace.

A slightly unreliable voice echoes during the gaze.

The kingdom of Euresia, which existed about four times across the country from the kingdom of Carlitz.

It was small enough to want to scratch the neck of why it existed in such a way as to be crushed by surrounding countries. In fact, it's only about the size of a king's capital in the kingdom of Carlitz.

This could be something I didn't know.

And when the forehead was lifted up upon the floor between the eyes, the king, the lord of voice, stood on the throne, uncomfortable, and beside it stood a princess.

The princess has beautiful golden hair and is well dressed to look like a waste to such a small country.

"Father, I don't need escort slaves," the princess looked me in the face and said clearly.

The king was even more anxious about the princess's attitude, and said, Have you been convinced until yesterday? The rhinoceros who made the covenant have recommended that he is a competent person. "I looked at the faces of the princess and I alternately, and I was about to cry.

As if I knew this, there is no one else in sight.

I didn't think there was such a pathetic king in front of a slave.

At this rate, if I don't let this princess increase her martial arts in the Crown system, my life will be in danger as the country tilts. The Blood Deed Curse has been in place for generations, and it is clear that you should prioritize martial arts over exploring how to de-curse it.

However, against my will, the princess continued to say, "I don't know about slaves, I don't know about table manners, and it's troublesome to teach."

"It doesn't matter that much. Hey, Wallace, tell him to do the same." The king begged me to do it.

The Crown system also requires adventurers to be prepared to sip muddy water, and it is always dangerous to be targeted by assassins from other countries. At the time of the manners' remarks, they don't understand it and look too sweet.

As a former prince who gained fame in the crown system, I would like to preach to all the kings, but for now it is easy to solve the immediate problem, so I decided to take the talk for the first time.

"Table manners are perfect. Rather, I think that having me escorted to slavery is about the Crown system, but what is Her Royal Highness's strength?" I say provocatively.

The princess stays in a jiotong face for a while and says, "Do you know the table manners even though you're a slave? Well, shall I show you? I'll show you what I can do if I pass."

The king was relieved that the princess had swallowed the conditions and said, "Now, let's get the meal ready. Wallace, let the rest down. Celestia would never bend if she told me she was going alone. I must accompany you anyway. If Celestia is in danger, your life is in danger."

I was stunned and couldn't say anything.

Because I know everything, I knew the contractor when I heard of escort slaves, but normally I don't imitate them as slaves. The Blood Deed Contractor's blood relatives have the power to bind their slaves. Therefore, there is no danger such as teaching the contractor. Because there is a possibility that a slave will use a third party to directly explore a method of de-cursing.

The consciousness that you can't let the contractor die once you know it, but it should be safer to know an individual named me.

---That means this king is an idiot who lacks crisis management skills.

"I see. I promise not to betray Your Majesty's expectations," I replied disguised as calm. I wasn't sure I was doing well, but this king honestly took my word and seemed relieved.

Then, when the sun was slightly inclined from the window, I was brought to a dining room lined with dishes.

Those of less than half the quality levels I know are critical lines that are both elegant and deep itchy.

From the life of slaves up until now, it is not as luxurious as heaven.

"You didn't make it."

"There's no reason to escape."

The princess put her hand on her hips and turned her confident attitude towards me.

When the maid pulls the chair and I get to my seat, the nostalgic air begins to dominate the area.

It's time for a meal that I've been without for the last 17 years.

The meal in slavery was just to eat to live, not to enjoy.

Just looking at the decorated silver knife and fork, your heart dances and the feeling of being a prince comes back to life.

Immersed in that mood, the dishes were brought only in front of me.

The princess gazed at the situation and said, "You can eat at any time."

I naturally got a spoon so I could breathe and enjoy my first meal in 17 years.

Drink the soup without making a sound and take the knife and fork and carry the dishes to the slitting mouth with a sophisticated movement that doesn't get lost or wasted.

The flavor of the boulder may be said to be first-class, and it was almost nostalgic and tears appeared.

With confidence in winning the perfect move, I turned my eyes to the princess. But the princess gave me back her harsh eyes.

"Failed," the princess says coldly.

I doubted my ears.

I couldn't understand what the princess was saying.

My manners are perfect.

It is unlikely that table manners will change in the last 17 years.

I just said quietly to the princess, "Well, I'd like to see the example of passing."

And the princess, behold, held the spoon, and put her hand on the soup brought by the maid.

I saw it and realized it.

After that, you'll still see how the princess uses her knife and fork, and you'll be sure.

----The Euresian Kingdom's table manners were not a Carlitz ceremony, but a Seoring ceremony of the Seoring Kingdom, the western power.

Even though all the surrounding countries are Carlitz, I felt a headache for a moment as to why this place is a theoretical one. Soon I said, "That's a theorizing ceremony. I'm sorry, I always thought the Carlitz system was the mainstream around here." I appealed to myself that I could handle the theoretical manners.

"Theoring? What do you mean?" The princess answers with a serious face.

"That's why I'm talking about manners. The Princess' table manners will belong to the Theoring Kingdom."

I don't know. I don't know.

I came out of my throat wondering if I had even had a meal with someone from another country, but I decided to behave in silence. I ate the extra dishes at the perfect ceremony and showed the princess that the ceremony was master - but the princess didn't look at us.

"I'm sorry, I also master the theoretical manners..." I suppressed my anger and said.

The princess put up with the laughter and admitted to me, "I know, I passed." Continuing, "I heard you were a slave who only knew how to fight, so I thought you had nothing to offer, but that's not what it looks like. Besides, I'm glad I can control myself by keeping my emotions down."

"You were trying me."

"I don't want to trust anyone, nobleman or slave."

"So you think I've been recognized by Her Royal Highness?

That's the point, though.

Not only have you tried me, but you've got a point?

Through my anger, I started laughing, but I didn't even put it on the surface.

"Now it's Her Royal Highness' turn to finish the meal," she said.