The man lifted his eyes after a moment of flashes.

"There is no colour for reflection. Again, punishment is necessary…"

"Then I suppose we're talking differently?

Father's voice. The man turned back to me like he was angry, but he looked to his father without fright.

"But don't you think there's more to it than no color for reflection? Duke of Ardis."

"I thought you made my point. There's nothing wrong with that. It's behavior. First we listen in person, that's all this place should have been? Duke of Zinnias."

The two dukes tease each other. Lilia shifted her gaze to the king, frightened in her heart as to how many informal places she could do that. The king looks at those two with no expression. The king's mouth was moving slightly. In small pieces, enjoy a laugh.

- Huh?

The door was knocked at the same time Sakura uttered a voice of doubt. It was a small sound, but Lilia heard it well. That's how the door opens and someone comes in.

I beg your pardon.

It was Ray's voice.

Everyone throws their gaze at the Lord of their voices. Some opened their eyes to surprise, and many rose up and cried out.

"Who are you! Whose permission did you get into this room!

Lilia observes the situation quietly. Perhaps the angry ones are the ones who don't know what's going on with Ray, the ones who are surprised know what's going on.

Ray said with a grinning smile as he got angry.

"With Your Majesty's and Your Highness's permission."

He who stands up opens his eyes and turns to the king and prince. The king was leaking a sneak laugh and everyone was confused.

My father whispered something in a whisper to the king. And slightly loose cheeks. I had no choice but to smile.

"Oh, you didn't introduce yourself yet. Informal place, I hear, so it's easy to do, but it's called Rayford Krabiles. Some of you are new to it because it doesn't show up very well. Can you understand when it comes to the third prince of Krabiles?

Those who stood up look away, and cease to speak. Their gaze had captured Ray, but eventually fell on hand. Ray's, for a small paper wrap.

"What is that?

The king asks in a pleasant voice. Ray also replied with a pleasant grin.

"It's a bun. I didn't think I should bring it, but suddenly I got a call when I was shopping. I was very surprised by the people at the store."

"Hmm. Sweet scent. I'm a little interested, can you tell me where it is?

"That's where you all call it the South Side. If you're interested, I'll come after you."

- What is this farce?

Lilia smiles bitterly at Sakura's whining. Until earlier the air was misty and no one could hide the colour of confusion.

"No, I'll go with you. Can I ask you to guide me?

"Yes. Pleasure."

Everyone peels a little and looks at the king. The king tipped his neck wonderfully to his ministers.

"What's up? We should all continue the debate without worrying. I'm gonna go out a little bit."

"Oh, wait! Your Majesty and I would rather go somewhere like that etc......!

"Hmm. I mean, are you fooling me?

A voice with no emotions. No intimidation, nothing, just a quiet inquiry. That was all, but the questioned man pressed silently, and turned pale.

"You disagree with my decision, denigrate the land I rule, and get in my way, right?

"Yes, no. I don't mean to... But here..."

"I don't know what you're mistaken about, but I'm not going to blame Liliane for her actions."

The king rises and takes a small bag out of his nostrils. I thought about what I would do. I took the gold out of it.

"Lord Rayford. Can I buy that sweet in gold?

"Copper coins are enough. Instead, if you give them gold coins, the store people will have trouble. Please don't."

Those around him looked at the exchange in a blatant manner, but eventually, as he panicked, a man called the Duke of Zinnias said.

"Wait, Your Majesty! If you're not going to blame me, why are you doing this..."

"Hmm? No what. If I had to talk to Liliane, I wouldn't have been convinced. Because I wanted to hear your lies and your words."

So the king looked a little farther.

"Shopping to that place was my secret pleasure. I didn't think you'd be denied cutting the front."

To the word of the king, they all blued their faces. Like panicking, screaming at each other.

"No way! I don't mean that! I actually used to go shopping at that place too! Yeah, because they have some very great stuff for sale!

"We were going to stop by when this was over too! Yes, of course!

"Hmm. Really? Then I'd like to speak with Liliane and Lord Rayford a little more. I'm sorry, but get me a bun. Can you ask for it?"

"I'm in awe!

"If you mean to go often, you know, what? Recommend it? There is, right? I want to know what everyone likes."

"Ha! Now!

I beg your pardon, the nobles who scream out of their mouths. Lilia became stunned at the return of the applause. The prince holds his head and Ray nods in the corner of the room at some point, shaking his body in small pieces. I was laughing no matter what I saw.

There is no one to leave, and Lilia confirms who remains. The King and Father, the Prince and Ray, as well as the Duke of Zinnias, remained.

"Well, Liliane"

The voice of the king. Lilia turns her gaze to the king. The king had a soft smile on his face.

"Now you'll be able to shop with dignity, won't you?

I finally realized with that word. Apparently, the King hit a play like that so Lilia could act easily in the future.

"It would be easy if I just gave you forgiveness. Even with forgiveness here, the people will have no reason to know. There will be noise again, and there will be people trying to make it a problem. Now they are accomplices. Say nothing."

I laugh joyfully. My father and the Duke of Ginnias sighed like tired.

"Not at all...... Oh, my God, don't even think about crap, you. Really, it hasn't changed for a long time."

"Fair enough, Ardis. I haven't had fun in a long time either."

My father and the Duke of Ginnias laugh at each other. There is absolutely no sinister atmosphere to date. Apparently it was all an act.

"I will tell you at last, it was the Marquis of Agnis who took those men"

To the king's words, Lilia explores memory. The man who led the nobles who were here at the initiative and left. If you ask me, I look familiar. It's Chris' father.