As Roy, king of Austol, walked into the room, Feel stood up and bowed his head.

"Good evening, Your Majesty. Lynette made me some tea. Have a drink if you like."

"Well, thank you"

That's good, Roy took his jacket off himself and threw it on the shelf there.

Lynette frowned and ran there, extending the thrown jacket and putting it on the hanger properly.

Then Lynette rushes to the kitchen to pick up dinner for the king and queen.

As for the King and his wife's meal, it looks slightly less - about normal for the average person - Roy and Phil were having a conversation when they returned with the meal on the cart.

"How's life in Australia? If you're unhappy, don't hesitate to say it."

"No, I have done well enough for His Majesty Roy. I'm not dissatisfied."

Roy's voice speaking to Feel sounds slightly more gentle than his usual voice

Roy apologized again, just as he did when he came into the room.

"I'm so sorry I let you live as if you were going to imprison me."

"I am very grateful to His Majesty Roy for his help. You have nothing more to want."

After that, Phil said to Roy with a little twist.

"Um... but... if you don't mind, it's time for you to go with Phee."

"No."

For every fill only, it was turned down instantly by Roy.

"Why......!

Phil asked Roy sadly.

Besides, Roy returns the answer in a sober voice.

"There is no guarantee that your sister is not involved in this case. I can't let you make contact with my sister more than I can deny the possibility of what if."

"Hey, you're not the one to do that!

"That's right. Mr. Fee would never do that!

I raised protests over Lynette's share of the maid as well as Feel in Roy's words.

But Roy neither blames Lynette, but looks at them and returns them in a quiet voice.

"I thought I told you. I doubt almost everything. I'm not going to trust you, Lynette, and any of my men I think I trust in this matter. Even your sister. [M]

As for your safety, I'm here to avoid all possible risks. "

"So...!

Roy's eyes began to sharpen on Phil, who was still trying to recruit him.

From that back the black aura begins to rise.

"I repeat, no matter how much you or Lynette trust someone, I'm not willing to trust that person at all.

As a matter of fact, I'm supposed to be in charge of this investigation.

Guillotine and sharpened eyes capture Feel.

Feel's shoulder trembled unexpectedly.

Lynette sees the sight and thinks.

(Probably has no idea...)

Probably unconscious. This is how this king stares at his opponent......

(Phil, you're scared...)

Phil is a very bright man with a lot of knowledge, but he's not very brave. No, I'd rather, you might be scared.

Naturally, I would be scared if a big man taunted me.

Still, Phil can overcome his fears with kindness in front of him, but only this time, he was bad with him.

King of the great Austr, Roy, known as the King of Ice.

Add to that the current situation of Feel......

Phil nodded in a depressed manner and had no choice but to say his apologies to Roy.

"I'm sorry. I'm in a position to thank His Majesty Roy for just helping me... but I've got past my mouth..."

It seemed like Roy finally realized a little bit about how he was scaring the other guy too.

When he took the insurance of his face and put that sober mask back on, he turned to Feel and said back to a slightly gentler voice than usual.

"No, I'm sorry for the harsh way you put it this way. But as I've said before, I want to keep it as minimal as possible except for contact with people I can trust. I want you to be patient."

"Yes......"

Roy said with a serious look as he stared at the depressing Feel.

"Princess Feel. By making a promise to Prince Tomash, I will keep you no matter what. [M] Never in a reassuring situation. But I want you to spend as much time in this country as you can."

With that said, Roy included a bite of the tea Lynette had brewed for him, and he rose from his seat.

"I'm sorry, but I still have work to do, so I'll let you go to the study. I'm busy."

"Yes, thank you for coming"

Phil bowed his head again to Roy like that.

"Um, Your Majesty, what's your meal...?

"I'll just take this."

When Lynette heard that, she only took one plate on the cart and pulled it in as usual to the study inside the room where the king and his wife were supposedly living.

Lynette couldn't tell Phil what was going on.

Because that would only increase Phil's hard work right now......