I want to protect you in this hand.

In the castle, wait in the canteen. He was then guided during the sight, and refrained from being on the edge lined up by large numbers of nobles.

The royal family comes in. The Emperor, the Empress, followed by the little Crown Prince and Princess. And Alec appears to protect behind it. In the meantime, the blurring runs.

"The royal brother is back."

Rumor has it he won't recover again.

With the whispers of the nobility there are signs of joy that cannot be contained from the knights.

"This time the dungeon overflowed was prevented by our proud Knights and guests from Merida"

The voice of the emperor sounds.

"Praise and reward its achievements here"

From there the medals were handed to the knights first. The knights who receive the nervousness medal still do not hide their joy and do their eyes on Alec before going back.

"Next Guest from Merida, Previous"

Firstly, Ted, Noah, Cooper, Ethan, and Nico have Blanc. He was given a medal after the surge.

We're next.

"Join from the beginning of the surge, save the Alliance's officials without regard for their lives, and dominate the first floor of the dungeon. I offered Merida's tactics at all costs, saving the life of a knight. Converged in a short period of time because they had the power to do so. Thank you. I give them the knighthood."

A twitch occurs. Foreigners, but also young people, including women. It's unusual, but they knew how effective it was. No one complained and immediately subsided.

"I thank you for helping my brother"

He snuck up on me. I looked closely at the emperor and he was the one who was here to talk to Alec's room. Both the prince and the princess, who look serious, are friends with Tamara. The edge of your mouth is a little flaky.

Ugh, that's it.

"As we all know, my brother Alexei recovered from a long affliction"

A joyful twist occurs.

"With that, I return to the Central Knights captain"

Cheers boil.

"It should be noted that the deputy captain of the Central Knights will be the captain of the Northern Knights. The current captain has indicated his intention to resign for failing to respond to the surge."

Not a flourish?

"However, the inauguration takes place a year later. Until then, we will impose training in the guild in preparation for the upcoming surge"

Blinking occurs. A guild? A year later? But he already knew about it, and he's quietly been ordained. Training in a guild that seemed glorious, but underestimated, should be pretty tough.

"Finally, in order to rebuild the weakened guild, one of the causes of the surge, a new position of guild director will be established and all guilds and dungeons will be managed"

Guild General? No way.

"The first generation asks guests from Merida, the country of the dungeon. Wishing to be active and permanently residing in the future, I give you the Baron position. Greg von Ardler."

It's the Baron! It's Mr. Greg. Wait, the trouble is, they pushed me to represent the captain! I'm sad. But now you can marry Mr. Cullen with dignity.

After the episcopate, they say it's a ball. Will the dance that Mr. Cullen taught me at last help? That, what it was like.

Alec followed me around for a while to introduce me.

"Are you feeling all right?

"He could be down tomorrow."

He seems to be pushing it a little bit, but he says it's a recovery appeal even if he can't do it here. There came a young lady and a nobleman in a combination of fathers.

"Dear Alexei,"

"Oh, Klaus, long time no see, you worried me. Florence, be beautiful."

Oh, you look like you're close. Could it be? I turned this way.

"This is Klaus von Taxis, one of the Marquis in the center. And this is my fiancé, Florence."

Mr. Florence, you look happy. Mr. Klaus,

"This time, it was our farmland that was supposed to be damaged. Thank you, but it's beautiful."

He told me. Wheat and livestock, they say. Says he's offering cream and butter to the Imperial City. Because freshness is important, they're livestock near the Imperial City. Mr. Florence and I would like to thank you for including him in two years.

Then somehow it fell apart, and at some point even Mal and I fell apart. I'm alone, even though there are so many people. Suddenly the feeling of loneliness crept up.

There comes a kind young man in front of me. I'm talking about something, but I can't hear you well in the sky above. Between the waves of men, I saw Cyril. I look a little troubled and surrounded by young ladies. Another speaks to me, too. Put on a smile and talk courteously and quietly, as Mr. Cullen taught you. Oh, Cyril, I lost sight of you again.

I saw it again, but it didn't flow through people's waves.

I thought so. Will the day end with gorgeous dresses and suits going, in the bustle, and being flushed by people again?

What would I have done since I decided to study abroad? As the ambassador tells me, I am here to study as Aloys tells me, to build my strength, to look as if I have come to the empire with my own strength. One more person, someone has spoken to me. Think with an answer. The school told me to come in August, so I fumbled without protesting and walked about the dungeon as Mr. Greg said.

If there's a strong demon in that dungeon, he knocks it down, and if he tells me there's someone in trouble with the disease, he goes to help. It hurts if you say something a little unpleasant, just ask everyone to protect you.

Even if I go to school from now on, will I look like someone has made me go, and will mean people like Dr. Zeffle recieve and spend some time maybe? With an excuse that you didn't want to come.

People move. Soon I, too, am surrounded by young people. Shall we dance? I don't want to dance. It's a ball. You have to have fun. It's not fun to dance. Because... because it's not Cyril.

And yet you're telling me that even here, when people flush me out, and the ladies take the cello, and you're going to dance with someone you don't want to dance with, it's just because Alec told you to come?

My eyes follow Cyril. Cyril's eyes are looking for someone. Who? Me. I saw each other. Same thing you're thinking about. Now before they flush, let's reach out from me. Towards that hand, Cyril walks away from people. Cyril also reaches out. Got it! Hands overlapping.

"Shall we dance?

"Pleasure."

It goes with music and goes on people's waves. A lot of people are no longer landscaped. I'll be part of the landscape, too.

Let's face it. To the Empire. Live right here. For two years, fly with your own wings, without blaming people, though I still don't know what to do. I'm not alone. Because there are always people who take hands.

The night at the end of the month of eight sprinkles away. Take quiet determination.