After Barbatos Guerrera was thrown into the dungeon, I was visiting King Randolph's private room.
"Don't you know the concept of knocking?"
King Randolph says as if he were frightened.
"Not now. How many times have you been in here without even knocking?"
That's true, too, King Randolph laughed as he sat on the couch.
Outside the window is already dim at some point.
I'll sit on the couch across the street from the low table.
A servant was summoned to prepare two distilled liquors and a glass.
"I'm not staying very long."
"Don't be so unreachable."
I poured the amber liquid in the bottle into the glass.
"You're surprisingly naïve, King Randolph. Did you get depressed just because you got that much slander"
casually, King Randolph laughed bitterly.
"I didn't care. In fact, it's huge because there's Almeria. There is no side to the disgruntlement of the nobles behind the glory of a hero."
Swallow a glass of distilled liquor to lick each other.
"Munchies alone naturally cause dissatisfaction"
"Lorraine, what would you do?
"For the aristocrats, I don't know what makes me an american. You're thinking for yourself.... about Barbatos... is the only execution in person?
"Mm-hmm. I'm going to"
"If we don't eradicate it to some extent, we'll be scared of the rest. If it's going to be a risk later, you'd better crush it now."
"He doesn't have any children, and even if I buy grudges from other relatives, I didn't do anything wrong. Even if the Avenger shows up one day, it's the result of what I've done. Let's take that."
When I spread the example letter to the low table the moonlight gave me, the letters came to mind.
"'Ferind Collapse' … 'Steps for it' …. How can you think of such a mess when you've just come to peace?"
"I haven't seen him lately, but how's Almeria doing?"
"My daughter has come and gone to the orphanage and the royal castle. For once, that's the dean."
"Right. Barbatos was the last one to call out that even if he did, he would soon be in a state of confusion, right? That's all the men around. I didn't confirm it with him, but it is expected that 'step for that matter' is to erase Almeria."
Around here, you'll be interrogated in a dungeon.
"Erase Almeria? Are you the only one who can do that?
"By Barbatos, there's likely Amy"
"No way."
King Randolph returned the glass he had lifted to the low table.
I told him the rationale for why I thought so.
"... who, having seen you in the underground arena, determines what your abilities are and yet knows what pseudonym you're using,? I see...... Amy or... it's a name I miss. I wasn't that close."
Originally, the Ferrind royal family and I weren't connected.
I just took over as a successor from Amy, my master.
From what I just said, King Randolph didn't seem to have made much of a request to Amy.
He didn't give me that much of a job either, but at some point, he was the one I couldn't care less about.
"There's no way a man who was getting ready that far hasn't taken care of Almeria at the heart"
"We're dealing with Almeria, right? You know best not to be a little girl there."
"Oh. Armeria is strong if you're against the Army. However, as an interlocutor... Almeria is not used to killing people. The difference is huge. That one specializes in poking murder and surprise. It's not quite compatible."
King Randolph took a deep sigh.
"Please don't. If you say that in a serious way, you'll be worried..."
"I'm not a sarcastic type. If a man is his opponent, he only tells the truth. I want you to tell Almeria not to take a set pattern of behavior. I can't believe you're not leaving the castle. Let me do something different every day."
"Ugh.... ma, what to do with Magimon......!?
"Oh, I'm not kidding."
King Randolph dropped his shoulder even more when I said it in the face.
"If you think you've been able to break a pageant with a prince, now you're an assassin..."
"I'm not just an assassin. It's my level of vigilance, my flighty opponent."
"Don't say it anymore... I'm dying of too much worry..."
"I've come to tell you that"
When I tried to go home, I was held back by "well, wait," about five drinks and then they went with me.
"I'm your friend."
"What makes Osama happy when he's a good old man? Are you drunk?"
He was more than happy with what he said during the glance.
"Conversely, you're my friend."
"Ok, ok. Don't bother saying the opposite."
King Randolph laughed gahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Soon, it's already before dawn.
I remember what Lyla said one day.
A king is a lonely thing...
Final decisions and responsibilities turn to the usual. And it's not left to anyone but yourself.
"If you need anything from me, get me Almeria."
"Hung. A drunk gives a crap.... say no"
"Why!?
If anything happens, it's probably because I'm the one.
"Almeria, I'll tell you what, she's beautiful, she's a good girl, huh?
"I know. I hope we have a good meeting."
"Don't pray! Go get it!
"Shut up, drunk"
I have Lyla with whom I can speak with a broken stomach, but King Randolph was a little different.
Perhaps King Randolph doesn't have such an opponent besides me or Almeria.
When the room was brightened in the morning sun, King Randolph began to be heard snoring.
"I said something to stir up my worries, but your daughter, I'll protect her. A human being on my inside... a valued companion and apprentice"
Put on the blanket and I gently left my private room behind.
Returning to the King's Capital of the Principality of Badenhark, he said, "It's a fuss, isn't it?" and Lyla laughed with pleasure.
Making me look like a cat, I decided to go see Lyla and Roger and their fuss and their mess.
On the outskirts of Wangdu, there was a long line of snakes. That column stretches from the example supplies.
"Ningen, that was your idea inside."
"Even this one was best to move supplies. Then there's the part."
"The weapon was retrieved by Leyte to the army. And then there is food."
"Queen Leythe said she would distribute it to the people because she couldn't even enter the royal castle warehouse."
And now it seems that the people of Wang Capital are making rows to get the food that was springing up unexpectedly.
"How painful it is to take supplies from opponents who plan rebellions and bring them to countries in need"
Um, and Lyla nods.
"Your giant 'gate' helped. Thank you."
"It will be, it will be. The magic of a concubine keeps the group out!
"We were wondering if there was anything we could do for this country, Ningen."
"Oh, Roger, that 's--"
Lila rushes to slap Roger on the leg with a tassel.
"These you brought are just dried meats and dried potatoes that will be gone as soon as you eat them. But Master Lyrila is not!
"... Speaking of which, you two were shitting on something. You mean that."
"Don't say it... no more, don't say it... it's not serious..."
Lila, confused under her feet, approximated, "Lord of the eagles, wow!," continued Roger's claim.
"Lady Lyrila was secretly brought back from the demonic realm a crop suitable for the climate and soil of this country! I was accompanied by eagles! Soon the crop will become an important strategic commodity in the country's trade and will be exported to other countries. Eventually the country will be rich and there will be no more trouble with food! You know what I mean, Ningen? Care that takes into account the next ten years and no 100 years, not just the immediate items. This is my lord, Lady Lyrila! Ha ha ha!
"Don't insist on the handles, you idiot elf!
"Hey, why, Master Lily La!? I need to teach this Bonkla your merciful heart to help a troubled country, and this Roger Sandsong is driven by a sense of purpose -"
"Shut up. Yikes! Don't tell me everything! You filthy elves! You, get out of here!
I don't know, and if he seemed dissatisfied, he was Roger, but he followed the "go away" order, dropped his shoulder and walked away.
Hung Hung, and Lila, who roughs her nose, said, "Not at all! Absolutely!" and mourned his innocent men.
"What kind of blow is that?
"... with a concubine, about guilty. I don't know about the original, but what the Principality of Badenhark looks like now is also the fault of the Demon King's Army"
"Sinful."
"Uhm... well, that's the place"
Lila looked away with a bad bump.
So I guess I didn't want others to know my intentions.
The crop that Lyla brought home, she said, is a crop named William, which is resistant to dryness and disease.
I thought you wouldn't grow up because it's a demonic crop, but he said he brought it back after a proper investigation.
"Does it fit the human mouth"
"Using an extreme recipe conceived by a concubine, anyone can eat it deliciously?
"All I can say now, word for word, is anxiety."
"And would you think? I'll feed you if you do. You won't be able to live without a concubine."
You're as confident as ever.
We're going back, and Lyla turns her back and walks out.
"I hope one day, there will be a day when I can say"
"... such a day does not have to come. I'm sure you'll grow up well in this country. That's enough."
Hold Lyra and put her on her shoulder.
Looking forward to the dish and the dots, I turned to the royal castle.