"Wait here."
In the morning, suddenly one of the guards came to my room and guided me this far.
I don't know where this place is, but I found the royal palace in this country to be very large.
It's bigger than the royal palace in Durkis. I wonder where the hell there is such an asset.
I wait in front of a big door that looks very sturdy.
"Why should I protect such a child?"
There's no point in this door.
The noise in the room echoes in my ears as I lean. At the same time, I hear the guard's troubled voice.
"Because the king has made his decision."
"Your father! You're really too free! Why did you pick up that kid?"
"But Prince Victor! You saw that fight yesterday, didn't you? I'm sure that boy will help!
Oh, good for you, Guard.
I don't know what to say myself, but I'm sure it's gonna be a good fight. How dare you have the skills of a bad girl to be deported from the country?... Well, that was mostly due to the power of Master Duke.
"So it's troublesome."
... Oh, I thought you were a dumber, more transgressive prince, but that doesn't sound like it.
"What do you mean?
"Think about it. He's a fighter like that, but he's in the arena, right?
I wonder if this door really makes sense.
I think it's better if I tell you what the conversation sounds like.... or maybe my ears are better than people's.
You don't know how good your ears are because you've never compared them to others.
Yesterday too, I heard what the distant seater was saying... I knew I'd have good ears as well as eyes, right?
"What do you want to do?
"I'm tired, but I can't disobey my father's orders"
"... do you want to go through?
"Oh."
After I finished saying that, the door in front of me opened with chatter. The guard quickly signals me to go inside with his neck.
If you stretched your spine... you shouldn't have. I'm not a lady here. You're scared of your usual habits.
I walked into the room like that.
You're a short-haired prince. You look so neat up close.
Why are all the handsome people here with long eyelashes! Are you a giraffe in your last life? You'll lose the girl's position.
This game is already true... that's what I'm talking about! You shouldn't have anything to do with beauty. Sure, all the girls in the world are yummy, but I didn't ask for this far!
Hey, kid.
Words are uttered as a man sitting in a chair and putting his foot on a big desk puts pressure on me.
At once in his words, his anger at the handsome man just now subsides.
Suddenly you have a high-pressure attitude. It's superior.