Hope that it might help, happiness that will be waiting ahead.
Miguel, excited about the future that couldn't possibly be, changed his complexion instantly when he saw something I showed him.
"... wait, what are you doing"
"You've done me and Christina harm. It just doesn't fit a belly bug to be acquitted. Then I suggest we take revenge and have a reciprocal relationship."
Concon slaps a straight sword for a mock battle that was lowered to Christina's waist.
"That would hurt, but if you're crushing the blade, you even have to hit the wrong spot to die. What do you say?
"... hey, I don't know if I'd say this"
Christina with a puzzled face opened her mouth hesitantly.
"I'm not affirming retaliation, but how much is it not too easy to give, though for that matter? If I'm just gonna miss it, I can't believe I'm gonna let Glendrek approve of my activities."
"Too much?
"Naturally."
Then yes, I laugh.
"But look, look at Miguel. He doesn't seem to think so, does he?
Miguel, pale in the face, looked at this one with frightened eyes.
Christina frowns suspiciously at that look that doesn't fit into the situation.
"... what do you mean?
"Come on? Maybe Miguel has a reason why he can't shake his neck vertically, even before the impossible delicious conditions"
"You know what I mean?
"It's Rosie."
"... what?
Suddenly Christina twists her neck.
"My name. I only called you" you, "so I thought you didn't know."
"What if I'm saying something stupid in this situation?"
"We're going to study in the same study hall. Can you remember my name?"
"So I'm telling you to think about time and case!
At the same time that Christina absurd her voice, Miguel slipped out of Riesha's custody with a flash of surprise.
It's not the way out.
"Become!?
Raise your voice like Christina was surprised.
Stepping back to clear the way, Miguel reaches for a straight sword lowered to Christina's waist.
"Bring him over here! Christina!"
Miguel, who grabbed the sheath, removes the hardware that was secured to the leather string and takes a straight sword from Christina.
Kristina butted as she was thrust with a detachment.
"Reesha, that's enough."
Shortly afterwards, Reesha jumped out of my back, twisting her body and dancing through the universe.
In its hands is a dagger for training.
The blade cannot be fulfilled as a sword because it is crushed, but it does not change that it can be used as a weapon more than it is a mass of iron.
The wielded dagger captures the back of Miguel's right hand as he paints a silver trajectory.
Gori, Miguel screamed with the dull sound of
"Ha!
Riesha attaches a straight sword off Miguel's arm with her back rounded to shelter her right hand, and stretches her extended leg from her shoulder to her neck.
He kept his own downfall momentum on and pulled it down under arm wrinkle guidelines.
Hiu, it's such a brilliant handiwork that you whistle by accident.
Picking up a straight sword, he crouches down in front of Miguel, lying on his back, and peeks into his face.
Leaning his little neck with a grin at the edge of his mouth, Miguel's complexion, which was pale until just now, burns bright red.
"Come on, choose, Miguel. Do we make a deal or not, that is, truth or death? You know what that means because it's not you, right?
"Damn, this kid...!
"That's how you looked at me sweetly, Miguel. You should have killed me if you wanted perfection. It was impossible to get things done without getting your hands dirty."
"That can't be right! My plan was perfect!
Goddamn it, there's a voice coming out of my throat.
"Yes, it was perfect. If it wasn't for" two miscalculations, "we'd be talking about."
Miguel looked at me with frigid eyes as I raised and lowered my chest with rough breathing.
Ugh, exhale one and stand up with your hands on your knees.
"Your purpose is twofold. The elimination of Lucru and the disposition of Christina."
Christina raises an eyebrow at my words.
"And that's what turned out to be two miscalculations. It's ironic, I don't feel sorry for you."
"Hey, wait a minute, Rosie... What the hell is my disposition?
Christina asks me as she pays the dust when she puts it on her butt.
There was great anxiety on its face and a slight expression of anger.
"It means the way it is. For Miguel, I throw it away because I don't need you anymore, or because I'm in the way. That's all we're talking about."
"It's not! I'm asking you why!
Christina, stuffed up, looks down at me and says.
A tightly eaten tooth was peering through the lip gap.
"It's faster to see than to explain"
I hand Christina the straight sword I was holding. [M]
"Pull it out and see if there's anything funny."
I stay on the sword as the gaze that was going back and forth between the sword and me made me ready.
The body appeared with the rubbing sound of metal, reflecting the lighting of the ceiling and glowing dull.
……
Handle, twister, body, tip -
The gaze, which had slipped back and forth many times, was pointed at the tip.
"No way......"
He hastily removes his skin gloves and his long, supple fingertips touch its tip.
"Eh."
Cristina moved her cheeks tingly.
At its fingertips, red blood was floating as a small ball.
"Here's Miguel's plan. During the entrance exam, you will kill Risha with this sword, or you will be seriously injured. [M] If the training sword had been replaced with the real one, the school side would doubt the existence of someone behind it."
Christina turns her gaze to Lucru as she realizes something.
"Risha is a silver-haired elf who can be a foreign object to the school. And if anyone wants to get rid of her like that..."
"Me, right?"
"Yes, it also applies to the condition that you can go anywhere in the school without permission from a teacher, and yet be free to handle equipment. And in the course of the investigation, Lucru reacts with a magic guide. I'm the subject of Leisha, and it's too much of a coincidence."
"Oh, that's why I need Luckle!
Let Yuri snort her nose rough with excitement.
"It's impossible to rub it off even though it's just the Glendrek family if you do that. How could a silver-haired elf be slashed in front of a large crowd? If there's any suspicion that Lucru is involved, there's no one left to doubt it."
There's evidence, enough motive, not very much, but there's no escape or cover.
Assuming you escape your sins, you won't be able to stay in school.
"And Celia, you were probably to be promoted to investigating this matter, and you were supposed to find tons of gold coins from Christina's belongings. Come on, what do we do?
"Glendrek and Christina were in consignment, I'd take it up with proof. One tyrant who wields his righteousness with money and power, one poor knight with no money or backshield, there is no longer any doubt."
"I also got a detective tattooed and the killer was arrested, and the case was solved safely. Congratulations. And Miguel, you're going to keep gambling with the new doll that's coming into school next time - right?
Miguel rattled his back teeth as he glanced over his shoulder.
"Your miscalculation was twofold - that Lucru had reconsidered his thoughts, and that Leisha was stronger than Christina. Without those two, your plan would have been... and I just wanted to say, I will never forgive the one who did Reesha harm. I'm sorry it didn't end up like this."
"... it can't be, how the hell do you know everything about the one you just stayed with today! What the hell are you!
"The Diviner -"
Celia, who said it briefly, laughs mocking herself and shakes her head shortly afterwards.
"... the way it's done is too dirty. Bluff, Taunt, Lie to Struggle, Anything Little Bad, etc."
You're right, he smiles bitterly and opens his mouth.
"I'm not a fortune teller, I'm a fraud."
He turned his back on Miguel with his eyes closed, as he had noticed, and exhaled for a long time as he stretched out his body.