And I wonder if there's an apology for that for now.
Yeah. Let's do that. Apologize!
Yes, thanks......
But I got annoyed here.
If I apologize, as a matter of position, Clifford will have to forgive me without question. It seems to be only a superficial solution......
Besides, I subtly don't know what Clifford is mad at......!
- As I'm the target.
I guess the only thing I can think of is that deceptive order. Or the very thing you did with your own hands? This injury? That you used Clifford's dagger to commit self-harm?
Well, I think it's one of them. All the way......
If it's something else, something you haven't noticed yourself, it's good luck.
I feel like I should know Clifford's exact anger point.
To keep me from doing it again!
After "I'm terrible, I'm angry," I stared at my first aid left hand. From there, it's time to start your efforts to raise your gaze. No, because you have the courage to keep looking straight at Clifford's face that would be angry? You'll have to get out of the way soon!
Yu, I'll be brave. Courage!
Let's start by checking the subject!
"- Is Clifford a double-hander?
but it was this that jumped out of my mouth.
Though I could just give you a little face, I followed you, I ran away! I don't have this in that conversation. No! The question itself is something I was curious about watching the fight earlier!
"... no. Right-handed. I can just handle both. Depending on the application, use it."
Normally the answer came back. I can't read Clifford's emotions at all.
"... yes"
Okay, when this happens, keep the conversation going and get to the bottom of it as naturally as possible.
"The sword means you're better at the left hand?
"From the right hand side, the weapon in general is too familiar."
"Too familiar?
"I forget to add or subtract when I'm fighting"
… add or subtract. I was the one who made the order to catch 'Obey' alive.
Earlier, the battle between 'submissive' and Clifford.
Maybe......
"Did you intentionally let go of your sword?
"If I switched hands, my sword would have inflicted fatal injury."
Clifford answers pale.
That 'obedient' opponent decided it was better to fight with his good left hand, but I guess he changed the weapon he held to someone else's sword that he wasn't used to carrying out orders from me...
During the overwhelming battle, Clifford turned out to be doomed and calm.
... That's right now, isn't it?
Even if you can't feel the anger separately from the voice, or if it looks flat, it shouldn't change that you're terribly angry because the person said oh.
"- I'm angry, is that about me?
Thoughtfully, I gave him a face and asked.
Retrospective blue eyes in deep, dark shades, in sight.
"... both to Your Highness and to me"
Clifford, too?
Clifford dropped his gaze for a moment on Lady Sil, who was losing consciousness.
"Does His Highness care about Burkes?"
"... Yep. Someone who could be a future family."
Of course, that's not all.
Master Sil is the protagonist of The King of Sovereignty, which I read with joy and concern in my previous life. I know I can't say it's the world as it is in the novel.... if the world is, even living people.
But it feels like Sil has the same personality as I imagined.
Even if the future problems you might face as Octavia are blocked, if you actually meet and talk to them, you don't hate them, and you don't want them to.
"I don't want you to suffer unnecessary wounds."
"Don't you care about your wounds, even though you care about Barks getting hurt?
"... that's not what I'm talking about, it's just a matter of time if I have to."
'Cause if you open the lid, it would have been the best solution for me to bleed out and show you back to sanity on that occasion! In retrospect, that was right.
Yeah. Sure!
"Then you should have commanded me."
"I thought you ordered me to, didn't I?
"No. As you commanded me to capture that 'obedience' alive, to capture Burkes. Your Highness didn't have to bleed."
…………
My eyes are about to swim.
Pong, and I wanted to hit my hand.
So, Soudesnay.
The certainty I held flew away on a piece of paper.
If you want to order anyway, grab Lady Awakening Sil unharmed! Like, let me pass out without injury! Or so...?
Yeah. Clifford who controlled that 'obey' would have accomplished it perfectly.
Thoughts didn't work in that direction at all......! If Clifford saw Sil as his enemy, he would have filled his head with it anyway...
"It makes no sense for His Highness to hurt himself if I protect His Highness."
Ugh...
"My lord's wounds while I'm nearby make me angry. Even if it is His Highness's own deed."
Dark blue eyes are pointed at my left hand as I keep them. I just got a hand. White fabric seeped out of the wound.
"I'm terribly angry at myself for not being able to stop you"
"... for which I gave the order."
Don't let anyone stop you from acting.
That included Clifford. So when I cut my hand and they grabbed my right wrist, I was a little surprised.
"Still."
Quietly Clifford ran out.
"... that's what 'obey' is all about?
Clifford looked unusual and void.
"Yes, maybe it is"
Somewhat later, the answer is returned. My eyes were laying low as if to think - at that angle, I opened my eyes to what I peered into Clifford's neck muscle.
There was a large wound tip in the lower left part, close to the back of the neck.
Before I thought about it, my body moved.
Reach right to Clifford. Of course, Clifford immediately realized that, looking at me, he raised his face. The wound hides in the collar.
I stopped my stretched right hand just before I touched that neck muscle.
He's hurt.
"... It's an ancient wound. It has nothing to do with the fighting here."
From the wound like it was slashed vertically, I don't think it did bleed. The fabric on the collar area is not torn at the moment, and remains white. But......
"Really?"
"If you doubt it, can you confirm it?
Clifford tilts his face.
The wound appeared again. There, I'll touch it with my fingertips.... blocked. It's a healed wound.
But it was a deep scar - as much as I thought I'd just borne it - when I looked at it closely. This white garment has a shallow collar area compared to the Knight uniform of the escort. Because of that, I can see some of the scars, depending on Clifford's movements.
"... no pain, right?
"There isn't. It just left a lot of marks."
... Good. 'Cause if this was an injury in the fight earlier, it wouldn't be my palm or anything...
…………
"... Your Highness?
Oh, well, it fell to my heart.
- I'm a princess. I'm sorry.
Clifford frowned slightly as he looked up.
"Though you seem angry that I am wounded, so am I."
"… the same, is it"
"If you protect me and you get hurt, I don't like it very much. That's what makes me so angry."
…………
"So the knight of my escort is not enough to protect me. You have to be intact yourself. - Always."
"... although I am not injured"
"Yeah. But you had this wound before, didn't you?
I'm touching it, a scar that says it was terrible.
"Clifford. If you serve me, I will not tolerate any more injuries."
While I'm distracted, I'm too unscrupulous. Feel anything.
This is what happened when I tried to put into words what just fell to my heart.
Because Clifford was intact, I thought so, so I was fine.
The knights of the escort were not injured during their duties, even if they were frequently replaced. I saw you fight your enemies up close, because outside of Clifford, about Gray, my first love.
- This, too, just so happens to be the case so far.
"... 'Lord', 'Obedience' doesn't want to hurt you"
There's no way Clifford is going to utter a word.
And I stood by myself as I please, and I calmed down. No, I was calm for once, but at least I should have sorted out some more feelings and opened my tease...!
And the order? It was Clifford who was angry in the first place and I should have been trying to apologize......
The cold sweat of my heart blows out in a daze.
Um, stay, let's start by being able to pull our hands in?
Clifford grabbed my right hand, touching my neck, from the top, trying to move it. But I'm not empowered. If I wanted to, I could shake it off.
"... don't get hurt," he said to me.
Like one day, on the back of his hand, Clifford's lips touched him once and left.
The heat runs and that complicated text comes to mind.... 'Symbols'.
It's brighter than when I saw it two days ago.
Clifford, who saw the "symbol," glanced lightly at him.
Next, shape a small grin on your mouth all the time. It was a strange laugh.
"As a testament to this, instead of responding"
The answer is to my impotence, isn't it? Protect me and keep you intact! He did.
"Symbol" - This floating text is a sign?
Clifford, trying to call the
"Let Sil go, didn't you?
To Derek's voice, which echoed loudly 'Between the Skies', I remembered where this place was.
I can pull my right hand in. The text on the back of his hand disappeared at the same time.
How could it have floated for a while this time, even though it was a moment ago?
I mean, even though my voice was about smaller than normal because it was about the distance from each other next door, I had conversations referring to myself and Clifford like 'Lord' or 'Obey'......! Wide.
I panic and look over 'The Sky Room'.
The room itself was under control and seemed to be in the post-processing phase. The crooks are in captivity by soldiers. The two "obedient" - one unconscious, though - are particularly severely restrained.
Safe. That's my uncle!
"Master Octavia's own move should have been out of calculation for Father as well. If not, what did you think of Sil's safety?"
Me and Clifford, from where Master Shill passed out, left hand. My uncle, who was supposed to have stood near the entrance, was moving mid-way through the 'space of the sky'. By the defeated 'obey'. Derek, opposite such an uncle, is questioning him in a strong tone.
"If that's what you're saying, why don't you check Lord Burkes' safety first before he eats at me?
"I know you're safe without checking. I'm just passing out.... because I saw it"
"But if you're a friend, you don't have to worry too much."
"Unfortunately, I am your son."
Are you trying to kill something?
"Lord Derek, Duke of Nightfellow!
I raised my voice and called the two of them.
Get up and welcome Derek with your uncle who came to me.
Derek's clothes are dyed red and black, unlike the look of a nobleman's appraisal when he danced in the hall. I'm looking fine, or it's blood back, right? Unexpectedly, I was asking.
"... Are you hurt?
"Thank you for your concern. No problem."
That's my uncle's son. Duke's son. It was your son's smile that floated.... bloodstained though.
"In terms of injury, you're more like Octavia than I am. Sil and......"
Words are interrupted by difficult faces.
What I'm thinking is how different Awakening Sill is and when it's back to normal.
"- Dear Derek. Lord Sil."
Master Sil has no sign of waking up. I wiped my blood on my face, but I can't stay like this in 'The Sky Between'. I think we should put him to sleep somewhere else.
So, now, if you're going to entrust Shill with this state - or Shill, Derek is the only one!
Derek exhaled and nodded.
"Right, me. I get it. Dear Octavia,"
"Please."
Turn one arm, shoulder to shoulder, and Derek looks back at his uncle.
"Father. Talk to you later. But I'll borrow this guy. You're welcome. Or do you still need it?
I don't mind.
Derek indicated "this guy" was standing somewhat away from his uncle - a red-haired young man. A voice of protest is raised from him.
"Uh. Hey, my lord and Derek. Both of you, ignore me and talk about my loan... Isn't this where I'm allowed to greet His Highness Octavia?"
The red-haired young man, when he opened his mouth, was light. Isn't the character different from when we talked during the feast?
Derek turned his horribly cold eyes to the red-haired youth.
"... how does that happen? You're welcome to come."
"Oh, a bad feeling. Master Derek, you're gonna make me throw up something I don't have."
"Don't be stupid. Just one thing."
"Then throw up on one thing, and when Barks wakes up, he means to introduce himself again to Barks"
".................. Barks Chan?
Barks, honey?
Derek, who caught the temple, and the grunt in my heart hammered. 'Cause it's Barks, isn't it? Redhead youth...... not just!
- My headache, it hurts.
As a sentence, I'm wrong, but that wrong expression was the one that made the right face, and Derek sighed deeply. "Come," he says, hanging only one voice to the red-haired young man, walking out with Master Sil in his arms. Several soldiers rushed over and gave Derek a hand.
Master Sil, now you can rest assured.
My uncle's calm voice wrapped my chest down.
"Your Highness, I think we have something to tell you, but let the doctor treat that hand wound. We have to get back to the semi ball venue from here. Send it to you."
Normally, where I jump to my uncle's suggestion.
However, when it comes to full-scale treatment, I have to leave this' space in the sky '.
"Wait. Duke of Nightfellow - No, Uncle."
Already with my uncle in my heart. No!
As I said, I waited for my uncle.
"If you want to talk, here"
"... I know it's useless to stay in a place like this."
"Uncle, I'm concerned."
One step in the opposite direction from the entrance, I took my feet out, and I solidified.
The beautiful 'Between the Skies' was, in this way, becoming.
Even if safety is assured, the tracks of the battle remain intact. People roll, the smell of blood drifts, and weapons and red things are scattered on the floor.
I didn't have to know it during the fight, and it was a hesitant tragedy to take a wide walk without caring.
Yes, no, as a shoe can't help it, if you pinch the skirt part of the dress and walk, stay, well, do something!
- Excuse me, sir.
My gaze shook.
At the same time as saying no, the body lifts. Clifford's hands were placed on his back and behind his knees.
"... Clifford?
"Yes, what is it?"
What is it? This, princess, hug!
"I was wondering if it would be better if His Highness avoided walking on his own. Because it gets dirty."
Oh, well. Part of the job…….
It's bad for the heart!
The princess's cuddle is packed with maiden dreams! No experience in previous life. I'm a princess in this world, and I thought once or so...! When it happens, the reality is... You know, the hugging side uses strength, and it's pretty difficult, right? Most importantly, my weight......
"Isn't it heavy?
"No, but it would be more stable if you turned your hand around your neck as you did earlier"
When was that earlier? Oh, it was when Clifford was fighting Master Sil.
"... is that easier for you to walk too?
"Yes."
Turn your hands around Clifford's neck, grinding. Sure, this is more stable for me, too, but I'm horrified that I was able to think without thinking during the fight.
"Which way would you like us to take you?
A glimpse of "The Sky Room," then Clifford looked down at me and asked.
I turned my gaze to the deepest part of the room. Behind the golden throne, where the blue grave marker is.
Lust stands in front of it.
From here on out, I can't really see the blue grave mark itself at the heart of hiding on the throne.
"What does Your Highness care about is the tomb of Queen Idealia,"
It was my uncle who opened his mouth, just like me, looking behind 'The Sky Between'.
Then I will come too, my uncle said softly.