It was Sebastian and the made-up of the Empire who welcomed us in the Empire.

For a moment when they saw me on the doorstep, they were stunned and then lowered their heads deeply to hide their expressions.

And the reception room that was guided through has a daisy pattern, just like the reception room at Kikunai's main residence and the wallpaper in the room in the memory of the dagger.

I had a mother indoors and was surprised to see my face, just like Sebastian.

Unlike Sebastian, I beat him up, ghost...... I know he's an ogre or some other monster around here, but I secretly sigh at my mother for being so shaped.

Well, I guess I'm just like my grandmother.

That's what they say every time I see someone who knows my grandmother, so I guess it's a true resemblance.

I know you really don't like a son who looks just like the mother who had himself and Isakoza, but even if the customer, that's also an imperial certified hero. The three of you are here, take care of it for a second.

This is a headache.

From then on, this attitude, and so on, is compassionate.

When I got to the recommended seat, I said, "What are you doing here?" in disgust.

That's why we're fighting each other.

I'm not willing to waste my time for this guy.

When I glanced at him, I placed the wrap Dr. Romanov had for me on a table where I didn't feel much wood shine.

The wrap is unwrapped and the sword of mercy - - Mr. Bradamanthe's dagger is dewy, and Pickle and his mother's cheek are slightly stiffened.

Sebastian, who refrained behind her, doesn't change her expression at all.

I think the man's reaction is supremely natural, but my mother's is a crude reaction compared to that.

Which one of you is the superior?

"Is this...?

Not knowing my such inner movements, my mother whines with a low voice.

To my surprised mother, I quietly told her how this dagger came at hand... that the dagger was a birthday present my father sent to Leggles Kun, and that in fact the curse of possession had been placed on him, and then he engaged the monster who was possessed by that curse.

"Well! So... are you safe?

"As you can see."

"... yes"

I give it back briefly to my mother, who raised her voice in great silence.

Sebastian, behind my mother's back, doesn't make it faint.

My mother's voice slightly toned.

"I wonder what that man is thinking? Give your mistress's son a birthday celebration and he will do nothing to you. On the contrary, I can't believe we're sending demons in!

"Well, I can't figure it out. I'm just going to ask my father for a satisfactory explanation."

When I tell him so, my mother spreads her fans and hides her mouth.

But I could see the loose cheeks I couldn't hide.

Is it because my father is in distress, or because we seem to be trying to move as we think we are?

With joy in his eyes, my mother looked up to Sebastian.

But Sebastian of the day doesn't loosen his expression.

"With all due respect," the snake-like man opened his mouth.

"Does your visit today mean to discuss your response to your husband with your wife......?

"The monster and the phoenix you possessed, I say softly, were attacked by Demilich. I thought this was synonymous with the assassination of the Kikunai family man."

…………

Viktor and Lara nod at Dr. Romanov's words ignoring Sebastian's gaze as he explores.

Sebastian's shoulder swayed slightly at the appearance of the three heroes. My mother's face turns just a little blue.

I tilted my neck.

"What is it, Mother? Does the guy in the back look pale, too?

"De, I can't believe DeMilich... I didn't expect a legendary presence to come out."

"I will sit down as your wife says. With all due respect, isn't that Rich's mistake?

No, Sebastian, I thought you knew!?

I don't look really good when I hold back and watch a guy wanting to go in there like that.

I didn't think this was just rich to possess.

When he was having trouble judging, Mr. Viktor frowned in a grumpy manner.

"Rude. You think I just mistook Rich and DeMilich when I defeated DeMilich and became an Imperial certified hero?

I was also surprised by the totally different high pressure atmosphere from the usual Mr. Viktor, but something more surprising happened.

Did Mr. Viktor become a hero because he defeated DeMilich?

When I turned my face to him unexpectedly, he smiled and said, "Later."

However, Mr. Viktor does not even dust against Sebastian, but pours a sharp gaze that pursues the intent of the statement.

Besides, Sebastian didn't mean it that way and apologized for his disrespect when he was surprised to confirm it.

Something came up that bothered me a little bit about something else, but now leave it.

Inhaling deeply, I stretched my spine.

"I'll tell you first. I have no desire to explore my belly, nor to spend much time on this matter."

My mother frowned at the words I told her.

Sebastian also tilts his neck just a little.

Now, shall we call it a battle?

One blink, and I spin the word.

"Mother, I want you to be honest with me. Don't you remember this dagger?

Silence fills the room.

A few degrees that my mother repeatedly blinks.

I shake and laugh at the plenty of stomach meat wrapped in a dress made of fine bilload for understanding what they said that way.

When I glanced at that figure and raised my gaze, Sebastian was looking at me.

Unlike my mother, this one is faceless.

My mother's high laughter finally stops when she keeps staring at me and Sebastian.

And when the wind cut and the fans folded, my mother barked, not even trying to hide her displeasure.

"This must have been sent over by that guy!? You don't look familiar!

My emotions are too unstable to be furious next to high laughter.

As the countess's mistress, Lara frowned at her too much appearance.

I don't mind continuing to stare at Sebastian.

"Sebastian, don't you remember either?

"... will not sit down"

This one doesn't even move the look on his face. It's a shape memory alloy.

My mother is being rude to me and Sebastian.

But this is not supposed to happen.

I purposefully sigh loudly as if I were frightened.

... Fine.

When I glanced at Mr. Viktor and Mr. Lara, they stood up and spread the big cloth they had brought.

"Even this?

…………

Release magic against a cloth with your palms spread out.

Then the blur and cloth were thin and light, and the surface showed a maid with her hair snapped.

"What is this...!?

"Shut up and watch. The Countess of Kikunai has been rattled since earlier."

"Become!?

I wake up a small blizzard at a moment when my mother's voice with her face turning bright red was about to get louder.

When I stared with the intent of "shut up and watch," I whitened my reddish complexion and shook out a rattle.

Sebastian also jumped out from behind her mother to protect her, but stiffens that elongated body beside her.

If I turned my gaze to the man as to what it was, Mr. Lara would have taken his back.

"You see it right without moving, too. Well, I don't think you can get away with my shadow stitches."

"Huh!? Young lady, what is this, an imitation of!?

Dr. Romanov embarrasses Sebastian, who seeps rush.

You figured out the resistance was futile, and a snake-like man glanced at the cloth with abominable eyes.

Yes, this cloth is in Kikunai with a curtain that mirrors my dagger memory.

Sebastian doesn't utter a word, as opposed to his mother, who watches Irma interact with a suspicious merchant complaining about bumps.

But when the image of the suspicious merchant's behavior began to play backwards, my mother's face changed.

I laugh darkly, letting sweat seep through my sloppy forehead and my upset look obvious.

Is this what it is?

What's wrong with rocking high enough footage?

It's made by the enemy, so if you're about to fall into it, you just have to cut Shira off.

Sebastian, on the other hand, has settled down to the point where he is confused.

While doing so, the memory of the dagger of reverse regeneration seems to have come as far as the climax.

The candy table and black sleeves, then the light overflowed and Sebastian's face capitalized on the screen.

"I don't know!? Everything Sebastian did! I have nothing to do with this! It doesn't matter!

Gold cuts.

I was chilling to hear my mother scream in the voice she deserved to describe so.