Next to me was Mr. Leanhardt, and before me Mr. Caspel and Arnold stood.

- Mr. Leanhardt also followed us back to the royal castle in the morning after a small expedition training. Arnold, and Elvira.

We visited Arnold on that leg when we returned from training. And I installed a negotiating venue on the evening after work.

"- I understand the situation. I'm sorry... but let me talk to you inside."

When Mr. Leanhardt finished explaining everything, Arnold said so quietly. Mr. Leanhardt, standing next to me, nods slowly. And I felt my amber eyes pointed at me, and I turned to Mr. Leanhardt.

"Then I'll send Mr. Leanhardt to his quarters."

Both Arnold and Mr. Caspel have a more rugged look than ever. Naturally, too. I wondered if my men had suddenly brought in an unknown clan called the people of Lustu, because the man's mouth had informed me of the existence of the Demon King.

I, too, would have been confused had I not had the memory of “me," and it would have taken time to swallow the facts told. They should also need some time to think about it.

I think so, and I return my heels to exit with Mr. Leanhardt. At that moment,

"Ampel, come back when I show you Lord Leenhardt."

Arnold's voice was called on his back.

Half a step back, nodding. But Arnold wasn't looking at this one anymore.

Take Lienhardt and take the road to the inn. In the meantime, he didn't say anything. I stole Mr. Leenhardt's side to offer a few topics to awkward silence, but he also had the same harsh look he was thinking about.

Even from the people of Lustu, this should be close to a bet.

In the end I couldn't put a word of concern to Mr. Lenhardt with a serious look on his face, and he ended up breaking up in the inn without exchanging a word.

"I'll let you know when Arnold's decision is made"

"Ah.... No, thank you"

Does Mr. Leanhardt still have feelings similar to guilt for me? I immediately bowed my head politely, wondering if I had responded in a shattered tone for a moment.

Take the road to the royal castle deliberately in slow footsteps with a blurry view of the setting sunset. Perhaps Arnold and Mr. Caspel are now fully spinning their heads and consulting.

But how slowly we walked a close distance, we quickly reached the front of the earlier room. I hesitated for a moment, but when I never knocked on the door, I immediately heard back from inside.

"Excuse me."

"Ampel, what did you think"

When I entered the room, the question was thrown without even being given time to breathe. Looks like we've been waiting.

Take a breath to calm down, and I answered slowly.

"I don't see any inconsistencies in the story of the people of Lustu, and I think it's worth a try"

"Can you trust the people of Lustu?

He had a staring sharp gaze.

Try from Arnold, you won't want to believe there's a demon king nesting among your beloved sisters. That's also what the clan that suddenly showed up suddenly said. There's no reason to doubt it either.

“I” was believed because I know the story of "Last Brave". Memories of previous life formed the basis for believing in them. But this rationale only goes to “me," which naturally doesn't go to the Arnolds.

"They knew the power of Lukersch's brave men, and I'm sure they've been watching the autologous patients for a long time. He also taught us about past patients."

"He suddenly appeared, and even though he was a demon king with the use of God, to be honest, he only felt frigid."

Mr. Caspel's sober voice accidentally broke in. If I look at you in a hurry, my eyes and my gaze meet with the cold purple eyes.

Mr. Kaspel apparently has no good feelings for the people of Lustu. That was the look at first sight.

"Well, I guess it's because I'm aware of that over there that I haven't brought cooperation to this day,"

Mr. Caspel tells me I'm going to eat you.

This is the first time he's glanced at his evil feelings for someone so far. Although Mr. Caspel's tone is only mild, its fruit has always been calm, and he never glanced at the tone or expression of malice so far.

"But" Kaspel continues when I'm unanswered.

"If the stories of the Demon Kings are true, they are coming to a level beyond our control. It's hard to help Elvira without their help."

That was the best word. I guess that's what Arnold felt, pulling his jaw and staring at Mr. Caspel.

"Whatever path you choose, don't worry, I'll do everything I can to back it up. I'll leave it to Arnold and the others."

Yes, he curled up quickly and Mr. Caspel closed his mouth. Not only that, he leaves the room.

As Mr. Caspel stared at the closed door blurred, there was a buzzing sound of trees behind him. Looking back, Arnold leans into his sight as he sits back in his chair and holds his head.

"Demon King... the use of God... Hey, Ampel, do you really think it exists?

"... It is true that demons are rapidly starting to build strength now. That may be a sign of the demon king's resurrection. Mr. Arnold also said that the demon he met in Platonovena left him at death saying, 'That man's resurrection is right in front of him'. Maybe he was referring to the Demon King."

Try to be as calm as possible and state the facts of the past rather than emotional theory.

Yes, the events leading up to the demon king's resurrection are already happening. And the event also involves Arnold. As far as the Platonovena thing is concerned, he should have wondered too.

Arnold doesn't respond. To him the way he was thinking, I threw words at him again.

"Lukersch's inexplicable power is also the power of the brave given to defeat the Demon King, the people of Lusto said. They also grasped the strange power that abruptly dwelt in childhood."

So cut the words once. I took a few deep breaths and opened my mouth again.

"Explanation will follow. What has happened so far can be linked to what they are saying. But... I can just tie it together. Believe me, there's absolutely no proof that it's okay."

View Arnold. He still doesn't move.

Somehow, we have to convince Arnold. I can't say that this attempt will ever succeed, but it will succeed or fail in the first place, and if I don't know that, I will just step foot on this occasion. I can't move on.

"It is true that the symptoms are now suppressed by the drinking water of the Spirit, but if what the people of Lustu say is true, no one knows what will happen next. If anything happens to Elvira as a result of prescribing only the Spirit's drinking water without believing the words of the people of Lustu... that's the scariest thing I'm afraid of"

Arnold looked up and looked at this one. I keep my words going, staring into my black eyes.

"If I had done that then... how I would never just want to regret it. If there's anything I can do, I want to do it. I don't want any more people dying of autopsy."

I say slowly, without distracting myself from the black eyes where my gaze was tangled. That was incontrovertible, my heart.

- Elvira will never let you die. I don't want to see any more people taking their lives by the irrationality of this world called autopsy.

Arnold leaned down again and rubbed his eyebrows to stretch his deeply carved wrinkles. And exhale loudly, leaning down again to think.

Silence falls. After a long, long silence that can be felt forever, Arnold looks up small, "Right," he said.

"I don't want to regret this day's choice. Let's hope it's all right."

- I wasn't lost in that voice.

Arnold, who has set his belly, behaves quickly. When I immediately got up from the chair, I went straight to the door early enough.

"Request help from the Knights. In some cases, this world may be involved"

Be thrilled with Arnold's words. But I nodded quickly and responded.

From now on, we have to move assuming the worst. Preparation will take time, and I need to be as prepared as I can be.

We should start with a voice call to Lukersch, and refill the Spirit's drinking water. And then...

"... sorry"

Poop, and I look up all the time at the dropped word. Then he grabbed the door knob and looked at Arnold, who was still about to leave the room.

"I'm counting on you"

I lowered my brow butt, like I was in some trouble - and it smelled like light, Arnold smiled. It was the first look I saw.

I was walking in the hallway of the Royal Castle early enough to tell Mr. Lenhardt in the inn Arnold's answer. Through the courtyard, open both doors, and climb through the castle gate -

"Laura."

I was stopped from behind.

Reflectively looking back. I was just ahead of you.

"Mr. Caspel......"

"Sorry I'm in a hurry. Can I just ask you one thing?

It was a voice that fell even more tone than earlier.

Unexpectedly. The pale purple eyes over the glasses felt colder than ever.

"Have you heard why the people of Lustu have so far hidden the real cause of autopsy?

- In response to Mr. Caspel's inquiry, he breathes that in this short time he has arrived at the fact. After all, he is a good cook.

I hesitated for a moment, but honestly opened my mouth that I couldn't possibly delude myself.

"Only the brave can counter the resurrected Demon King. In the absence of brave men, let us not inspire the demon king who grows up -"

"You were intentionally hiding information so you wouldn't let humans treat you."

Mr. Caspel's voice blocked before I uttered a decisive word. Take this one. My eyes are serious themselves, and I can only snort at the gap with normal.

Silence falls. It remains unclear what happened between Mr. Caspel and his master and why he is now alienated. But no doubt, he knows the existence of autopsy, and the presence of his master's grandson, Mr. Annette, who died of autopsy.

What the hell is Mr. Caspel thinking right now?

"... Um, Mr. Caspel?

Step over to Mr. Caspel, who has leaned down. And at that moment when he peered down his face, he raised his mouth angle to distortion.

"Just understandable, I don't have any water to put on. The presence of a brave man is too great for this world to be scary while other people"

I followed Mr. Caspel's words.

- The existence of a brave man is too great.

That was a word that poked at the heart of this world. This world was created for the brave (players), a world where the brave (players) are at the centre of everything. All past is the foundation for this part (Mirai) where brave men (players) interfere in this world, and all converge in this part (Mirai).

But the brave - Lukersch is also one boy to be flirted with by destiny.

"Ma'am, if what all the people of Lustu are saying is true, we're talking about"

That's what Mr. Caspel laughs haha. The smile was totally his usual. That's why the cold purple eyes from earlier get stuck in the back of my brain.

Once again, Mr. Caspel raised his mouth angle softly,

"Let's do our best, Laura"

That's what I left behind, and I turned my heel back.

Drop off your leaving back. You look tired, cat-back back.

Isn't he one of those people who hates autopsy too - while I think so, anyway, I rushed out that now I should tell Mr. Lenhardt what Arnold wants.