How to Escape from an Implacable Man

Crest's been acting strange for a while now.

No, rightly, since that kidnapping, though.

At the end of my prescribed working hours, I go home as if I were flying. Are you worried about Marie, do you want to flirt with Marie, or do you want to cackerwoof with Marie again?

Well, I'm only certain that that goddess is tangled.

She's always the reason Crest runs oddly. Conversely, if I miss that goddess, I think I can manipulate the crest as well. Well, I don't think she's that easy to manipulate.

Given her strength when she named her "Nicole" in Deventio, she's measurable enough.

In a land I don't even know, I made a place as a pharmacist,

living with a girl with difficulty,

He crossed dignified with an asshole merchant from Wang Du.

Just enough to negotiate with me.

From my point of view, it was awkward and negotiating, but the underlying "draw on the intentions of the other person" was well done. If that's all you can do at that age, isn't it enough?

I couldn't stop my face from barking while I was manipulating my horse. Shit, shit, shit. People just creep me out when they see me like this. And if Crest finds out, that could kill him. He's my "selfish" kid who gets upset just because I talk to Marie.

I owe it to Marie like no other to be able to appreciate Crest that way. I used to smash it in person, but without Marie, Crest would have stayed a fucking serious doll.

(I hope to see Marie today as well)

I want to tell Crest the news I just got to my ear, and I'm on my way to Crest's mansion, but it depends on how he feels to see Marie.

Not so much, I see his mansion I know on my own.

The gatekeeper welcomed me inside as soon as he confirmed my appearance. Ask him to keep the horse and move on to the front door.

"Dear Carl. Was it mainly sudden?"

Whenever I look at it, a perfectly gaping ordinance bows my head. Compared to when I first met you, I feel like I've had a lot more gray hair.

"I'm always sorry you came all of a sudden. I really need to tell Crest something."

On the occasion of the recent martial arts competition, the successor to the Apollinaire Corps leader, who decided to retire on account of his age, was confirmed. Oh, my God, Lord Lauschning. He's the one who enthusiastically coached me and Crest. Harsh, but tearful, I want to share the joy of getting that man as the head of the regiment soon as possible. I thought so.

Still, it's an inside story, so we'll have time until we're officially notified, but I wanted to tell Crest first.

Even that disgruntled crest has an atmosphere of admiration for you, Jen.

Is that it?

I was uncomfortable with the ordinance in front of me. Usually, someone who leads me to Crest, shaking my head if I don't have a choice, is thinking of something. I guessed that Crest's, or Marie's, was not feeling well either, and I picked up the footsteps that someone would come down the back stairs.

You must have noticed the decree in front of you, too. I shook off my imaginary face until just now and turned back to the maid who came down.

"- Just in the right place. Amalia, show us the room."

An old song maid couldn't hide her surprise and opened her eyes.

Rare. I say this ordinance, I say this maid, and I rarely expose my emotions in front of my visitors for a long time.

"I'm responsible."

The maid finally nodded, too, when the decree further told her.

What the hell is going on? To Crest? To Marie?

My heart beats slightly faster.

"I'll show you. … it would be helpful if you could kill the footsteps"

To the words of the maid, I know that my guess is correct. Something unusual is happening in this mansion.

Is it also because of Crest's early return these days?

This is going to lead to a hell of a breakdown if you're caught off guard. I need to take more heart than the Knights' mission.

Concon

A maid walking half a step ahead knocks on the door of Crest's room.

"Dear Crest, may I be excused?"

"- Get in."

The maid didn't bother to tell me anything about me being a visitor.

Hikari, and if you glance at her, nod with a nervous face. Is it the kind of situation where you would be driven back if you told a visitor? Do you mean enjoy the surprise?... No, you don't have the latter.

I don't like the serious air. I dare to take the latter.

"Yo, Crest! I've got some good news... whoa."

Entering the room cheerfully - I was stunned.

Crest sitting on the couch, not.

Lying with Crest's knee on his pillow,... I'm going to doubt my perception, but it must have been Marie.

"Carl......?

"Crest! Where are you, Marie? Are you sick? If you tell me, I'll introduce you to a good doctor."

Crest raised one hand to "shut up" so as to block my words.

"Amalia. Why did you bring Carl here?"

"We wanted to talk to you in a hurry, so we brought you here."

"- Carl, are we talking about work?

"Yeah, it's close to talking about work, but it's more about Marie than that. What's wrong with you, you look like this?"

The last time I saw Marie was two weeks ago. It's time for that kidnapping. The complexion was certainly bad, whether it was the shock of being kidnapped or the shock of being about to be brutalized with no heart. Still, it was several times better than this situation right now.

Even I don't know how to do it. It's not normal. It's how you lose weight. In just half a month, what the hell happened?

Marie opened her eyes softly and when she saw me, she tried to get up by squealing something small. But Crest's hand won't allow it.

"If we're not in a hurry, I'll ask tomorrow"

"My story is fine tomorrow. But, Crest. Tell me how Marie's in such a situation."

"... I have nothing to tell you"

"Crest!"

Marie's body trembles small in my voice, screaming unexpectedly.

Oh, no. I'm not trying to scare you.

"Carl, go home. - Amalia, show me."

I know it's hard to make you rethink your solidified crest. But I wasn't willing to leave this situation alone.

"Crest, I'm sure you'll tell me more tomorrow"

"... if that's what you need,"

Emerald's eyes shoot through me sometime with a hard glow. Recruits would almost tremble, but all I've known for years is a "wow, I'm mad" degree of recognition. And I knew that I had known for years that there would be no more concessions now.

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

……

I didn't get an acknowledgement reply, but tomorrow I will face to face even if I don't like it at work. I'll listen to you at any cost then.

It was me who was guided by the maid and back to the front door again, but the face of the family order I received was a dark one.

"How is Master Crest?

"I'm sorry. I was bounced off that there was nothing for Carl to talk about."

From remorse or to the report of a maid who bites her lips, the decree nodded slightly as to whether it was within expectations.

"Dear Carl. The Lord has excused me. - If you don't mind, could you please give me some time?"

"Is that about Marie?

"Yes. I understand it is a disgrace to our house to make such a thick request. But it could still be Marizia's life."

"Yeah. I'm in trouble when Marie's gone, too. Let me talk to you."

It was unexpected, in one sense within the assumption, in another, that the family order and maid asked me in a separate room that was so guided.

After listening to the whole story, I told Marie, and two people who were genuinely worried about Crest, that I would "think about how to handle it," after the mansion.

Follow the familiar path and return home, all over a dim town in the sky above.

He took off his Knights uniform, carried the dinner served by his family to his mouth, and somehow took him to the study without even wanting to go back to his room.

Honestly, I don't know how to work.

Although it is the maid's personal opinion that she is spiritually present, it was difficult to think that Marie, who is so strong, would be weak. I guess it's some kind of illness.

But even if you were really sick, convincing Crest to show it to your doctor would also be a struggle. We need to find a doctor who will convince Crest as well. No, I might be able to poke a man's doctor without question. I don't have any female doctors other than midwives, and I have to look for a dead old doctor.

(Do you want to borrow your father's connections? - Uh-huh. You don't have a card to hang up on your father right now)

My house needs a price to pay for every favor I make, not to mention my family. I know it's a unique way of educating merchants, but at times like this, I'm happy. Or so I can't keep overlooking Marie's condition.

"- Carl?"

"Sister?

Looks like I accidentally dived too deep into the ocean of thought. I can't believe you didn't even notice my sister coming in.

"Did you decide it was time to design your wedding dress? You've been to Olivia Partonoy's Sarto today, haven't you?

"Thanks to you, it's finally confirmed. I didn't think you'd make it this far into a dress."

Four months later, my sister, who had refrained from getting married earlier in the spring, was busy doing it and getting ready, and had been pulled out to meet with the other side and arrange trinkets and dresses.

"So, Carl. And you?"

"Yes?"

"As you say, I am busy. I want to make this quick. Give me a confession. - What happened today?

Huh, the groaning voice leaked unexpectedly.

Let me be clear, I can't raise my head to my sister, my lord. But he's still from the Bartove family. I can't believe I divulged information for nothing.

"Sister. Have you been writing to Marie lately or something?

"No, get a polite thank-you note, respond to it, and I will. Is my letter properly received? I was worried because Crest seemed to have a strong appetite for exclusivity."

"What do you think of Marie?

"My dear friend, There's no such thing as a pure child in the king's capital. My head isn't spinning badly, and I'm just talking to heal. - You're getting involved with Marie, fool."

I don't have a hobby that makes me happy to be called my stupid brother, but it really helps me to get a sense of what I'm trying to say. Besides, if this looks like it, you might be able to cooperate. The psychology of a woman would be easier to deduce from the same woman.

"It looks like Marie is being pushed into a crisis situation. Talking to me is the same as working together."

"Don't underestimate me. There's no more reason to look at Marie's crisis than agreeing to" The Example. "And one thing, there seems to be a difference in perception."

"Except that I try to help Marie and help you."

I mean, even if you agreed to help Marie, you might not work with me to help. If I suck, will I help my sister?

Oh, I'm really no match for my sister.

I gave him the information I got at Crest's residence.

That Marie is pale and thin. That Crest isn't even allowed to leave his room. Having spent most of the day sleeping and losing my appetite. That it's spiritual in the maid's view.

"You haven't even seen a doctor? - You suck."

A woman who can curse a crest with two names: the princess of ice from the bottom of her heart as "the worst" would be about her sister. Normally, it takes weird corrections with that beauty and I don't think so.

"Is that maid close to Marie?

"Huh? Oh, I've heard you wear the same maid to Marie all the time, so I think we've been dating a long time, Mas, hi"

Unexpected questions make me suspicious. I'm really upset that I'm your sister. I want to turn this power relationship upside down one day, but I can't grasp the trigger. Oh, pathetic.

"But honestly, Marie's not that weak, is she? I've been thinking a lot about solid things that year."

When I said so, my sister stared at me. Why?

"- So you're a fool forever."

Sounds like a terrible curse.

"A little more, draw on the finesse of a man's heart. That's why you can't make one particular woman for long."

I don't see how you can be so despised.

"If you stay like this, you won't be able to marry this lady politically. More refinement."

Unfortunately, all I could do was snort.

Oh, my brother's position is really weak.