I wanted to think I heard wrong. But clearly I heard the words.

"I can't."

I bluffingly misled my expression and said so reflexively.

But the lord must be listening to what Al just said. Well, if you ever miss this opportunity...

Second, the expression of the parents being caught came to my back of my brain.

"I can't... but it's this emergency, and if we move on to how we're doing well... we might be able to talk..."

"... Huh? Can you see the lord?

"It's definitely not that, but depending on what you do... you might see me. I'll try to negotiate if you like..."

"Please, I can't just go around the city, so I really want to talk to my lord."

"... ok, ok..."

I suck. I'm trying to give Mr. Al to the lord so the lord doesn't get his hands on his parents.

After the conversation ended, I felt more guilty watching Al sleep in his chair sometime after he fell asleep.

"Sorry... do..."

Even though I know I didn't hear you, I couldn't help but apologize to Mr. Al.

The next morning I didn't sleep much I was up early and making breakfast. Yesterday, I made dinner to distract me after that, but Mr. Al was eating it for me without leaving it.

Was my dish right for Mr. Al's mouth?

I can't eat lok stuff unless I cook for myself in Gale Street right now, so I have to work hard to make something that fits Mr. Al's mouth -.

And so far I thought, I stopped cooking.

What are you thinking of being stupid?

You're trying to put Al in danger, and I'm cooking for Al right now.

This is not the kind of behavior that really works for Mr. Al. Now I'm just deluding myself.

I felt sick and disgusted by my actions for the first time then.

Is it because he lacked calm because of it? They had the wrong seasonings and portions for breakfast that day.

I felt sorry for myself for not even being able to cook decent food.

But fate was cruel, and I didn't have time to reflect on it, and I received a reply from the lord as if to pursue it.

"I want you to come around noon tomorrow," Al found out, leaving looking a little troubled.

My excuse for going out was a little weird, so maybe I'm hitting my hand for when something happens.

But even if it seemed like it, it didn't change how guilt accumulated more and more over time.

I continued to worry until the time of my departure for the Lordship's residence was critical...... and I decided to be ready.

I decided to tell Mr. Al that I didn't want him to go.

Maybe because of this behavior of mine, your father and mother will get something done. But those two, if they found out I sacrificed my benefactor, they'd be pissed off even if they helped themselves. 'What does it mean to avenge grace'?

So I told Mr. Al what I meant as it were.

There may be a trap. It's too dangerous. I don't want you to go. I want Mr. Al alone to return to the King's Capital.

That's it, I think Mr. Al probably got a guess. That I am somehow connected to the Lord, the mastermind.

Now if Al hates me, I'm glad Al is safe. Yes, I thought...

"Bad, Linea. I can't ask that favor."

Mr. Al immediately turned down my favor. That means heading to the Lords' Mansion.

Though he manages to convince me that shouldn't happen, Mr. Al is a stiff "go".

He's in trouble. No matter how much I curse you, you don't look disgusted and take requests, you made things happen to me, which was the first time I met you, and I don't even try to throw out requests. Plus, the beginning and end of saying, 'I want you to believe me because I'm okay', as I was fooling myself.

... really, really... a troubled (favorite) person.

I thought, unconsciously, that 'no one can do anything about the lord'.

That's why I didn't think Mr. Al could do it, and I didn't want him to head for the Lords' Mansion.

But I don't see the color of anxiety in Mr. Al right now. That's all, or you look so full of confidence.

I wanted to believe such a Mr. Al. I don't know what kind of hand to use, but Mr. Al can do it well. I felt that way for some reason. That's why -.

"... I won't forgive you if something happens to Al. I'll curse you for life."

"Stop being a magician all of a sudden."

I have decided to believe in Mr. Al.

After that, as Al said, "Stay in the mood for the big ship," Al, who arrived at the Lordship's residence, succeeded in pulling the Demon Clan that was nesting in the Lordship's body and accomplished a brilliant request.