The king, who carried an unexpectedly unfortunate and young man a small country, said of the wise kingdom of Lagunesia, quietly tells this side of the throne from a few steps above, "the labor of the visit”, with no less than a flowing rumor.
"If I were a big merchant, I might have told Lord Brave a little bit about this request."
I'm sorry, I can go on being dignified, and this one returns a "no" short as usual.
There were kings and prime ministers, and several other ministers, and this one was only invited to this place. The right to a brave position sometimes ranks among the kings of one country, but I mostly break my knees with the intention of hitting my adoptive mother in my hometown (ha). Though many brave men don't make tannic surfaces or take requests in the first place because these kinds of acts are really unacceptable. To the extent that I break my knee, I will not suffer, nor shall I have the ability to be brave and rot... I think so, and I get the easiest request possible.
Although this “appraisal” request comes up very occasionally, a relatively easy job to refuse. I informed the Alliance that I would accept the reply to the effect that there was a little open time until the next request to refrain, and that I did not want to be distracted by the merchants who moved in the interest of the royal possession.
Sometimes it is close to the capital of Ilfasura to the king capital of Lagunesia, so I went to the peaceful contents that did not wield any gain. Thus I entered the Wang capital lightly, and looked behind me, and I didn't mean to shake it off, but I didn't see the bell I was used to seeing... I ask you to look up at the body you broke in front of the queen in an unexplained way, and turn forward, if you will.
There is no compelling beauty like the royal family of many countries, but the deep eyes are refined and the physical hips calm. The queen of this country smiled softly as she seeped the strength, foresight and depth of thought, and the harshness of kings, which crossed with other nations, even when they were said to be small nations.
"This request will be an easy task for Lord Brave, but if you like it here, allow as many stays as you want."
and. I softened my words greatly to the gaze I interacted with across the street.
Then, when he gave the signal that had been decided by the Kingsguard man at the back door with a glance toward Hiraki, he urged one woman to enter the room at this place.
"This is my sister Renamaria. Let this child take care of you so that there is no shortage during your stay."
The woman who was introduced was there, so to speak, a brave man as to be "under the status”, and most royalty greeted him with the impression that he was too polite in his attitude.
"My name is Lunamaria and I have given you an introduction. It's an honor to meet the famous East Brave."
And I smiled.
"Shame on you, it was something I didn't expect the brave men to come so soon... I have tea in the separate room because the clerk seems to be ready. It should be ready soon... but I hope you'll forgive me for a while."
And nodded back at the familiar and seemingly sorry look that followed and what was told.
Please guide me, and with an attitude toward the royal nobility, this is where I politely showed preliminary motion, well, with modest admiration, I accept the escort, a woman who made a thorough move.
—— That's right, if you're also royal, this much acting, etc.
I guess it falls into the easy category. Take a moment to thank me for leaving the room, thinking in plain comfort.
The "Brave Men of the East” are of aristocratic origin. So bright for courtesy of the court, it's a favorable category. I don't see any crude parts like "brave men" around there, and I can safely give you a job---. That kind of memory I heard somewhere someday went back to the back of my brain, even next to a woman who "impressed” me.
- Your eyes say "naturally."
Think so and make it easy.
I really hate the fact that I have to show my opponents attitudes that are sometimes backward to my heart in places like this in the aristocratic society, but I really hate the clumsy atmosphere of "common sense” somewhere like that.
I guess the "clerk's job" will end somewhere where the tea is done... because I understand it somewhere in my head.
Though perhaps my worth on the side of the royal aristocracy (there) with noble and brave titles is more than I simply think.
Let the boring man, who just came with such an environment, even the princess with protection... This woman who has to sprinkle her love is pitiful too...... these farces are really.
- I don't understand.
At the same time as I think, when the princesses exit between the sights, this is it, and I walk with my stride to those who guide me through the castle with a poor voice, not to be rude.
"By the way, what would an appraisal request look like?"
When I was inexperienced in standing up as a brave man, I went to a noble hall at the whim of a local lord of a kingdom when I had never yet been with such a layer of identity. Remembering the harsh woman I met there in the back of my brain, and then again everywhere to "fail” words and deeds, each time I remember from scratch what Rice said about "Escort Basics”, I practice it in bitterness.
Well, I still don't like it, but it would've gotten a lot better... If you gaze at a noble woman, hands on her left arm with the same loving laugh.
"Ah... yeah, right. I hear it's a look..."
I've never seen it near me, either, because I don't know what kind of power it has.
and. For a moment she accompanied herself in shaking her peach hair and telling her to be ashamed after she had corrected her residence from a lovely bare gesture.
Though I slightly remembered the discomfort, I had never seen it before. I thought about the flow of this story, and I felt far away from talking about it... I guess you've figured out how this one is, that princess of honorable blood muscles, very naturally giggles.
"You can stay put."
and.
"I'm fine, even if I can't help it. Please stay where you are. That's why I'm a handyman.
That goes on, with a grin that doesn't seem like “acting," it turns to pure favor.
If you return in the usual tone that only a few words are sufficient to lighten up the consciousness of this one you were in, it hurts your concern, don't worry about it, and your sentiments seep into the social discourse.
Apparently, with this thoughtfulness, this princess is, surprisingly, an easy lady to date----, so consciousness changes.
After that, the princess will have plenty of experience in the preparation of the guests. If you snort at your speech and finish your tea lightly, if there are any brave men, why not take a look at the other products? And. At the behest of my sister, who received the prophecy, apparently the appraisal of the jewellery is going to be at noon tomorrow, he said. I'm sorry for what I said, but whining, "Well," in a way, it's within my assumptions. It is also unusual these days to be able to flow in a light-hearted way besides thoughts... Think like that.
Though the floors of the prepared rooms are different, they seem to be crushing their hearts to see what happens to the fellows they meet when they peek into the gardens, crossings, magic research buildings, and libraries.
--I didn't feel comfortable with it, but if things change, these royals also exist.
While we were together slightly, the princess began to feel your favor, but she was not forced to come, good sense and preferred.
Think of yourself.
--... Belle by now...
I wonder what you're doing in this king's capital.
Looking down at the brilliance of the castle town, which at some point lights only the number of lives in the stained darkness.
Though it is not self-love that I had no doubt that she was there when I realized she was gone. That's all it was natural to be close... just a few moments before I thought about it.
There's no way I'm going to know she's been captured or anything like that, and I'm not going to stretch the next day, no matter how much I'm begged. Draw a clear conscious picture of the deadline for this appraisal request. with futile thoughts, such as the next job takeover.
He went to his bedroom slightly later than usual and closed his eyes as he strained his convenient junction magic.