I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 15 years old, before the moon power comparison of 7.

When Mal looked back to confirm again that the young man was cute, the man was walking straight and hitting the horse, bowing his head to the horse. If you look closely, your ears are bright red.

In Kilik, the dowry is light. I've been proposed five times in seven days. I was sick of thinking so, but I wonder if not. Mal, speaking of, doesn't know what to look at, but he's obviously fluffy. At a time like this, just tell Will!

"Oh, Mal, what, you can't use love as an ingredient for betting,"

"I didn't bet anything. I prefer strong people. So just show me your strength."

"Cute or small, people don't look, and that's something you shouldn't tell a guy."

"Even Mal is Ash, and he just looks cute and he proposes."

"You don't like that, do you?

"No, it's not. I just want you to see what's inside."

"See, that? I think that's what Orlando thinks."

"Because you helped me. I think the contents are good."

"And you're young, and you make money. Come on."

Mr. McKenney told Will and Mal he was talking about that.

"Master Orlando is the eldest son of a chief. In the words of the Empire, the Crown Prince"

"Huh? Earn... anyway, that's, uh, I mean, Mal's in trouble if you marry him in trouble, right? It could be the one."

"The strongest in the tribal youth. Style that overwhelms enemies with small but quick movements. Certainly popular. Especially to the men."

Mr. McKenny will give you information.

"But there are no floating rumors. The chief and his wife are so worried."

"But since I've known you better,"

Mal looked down at Will, who was going to tell him.

"Because, wherever I marry you, there is no Ash. Then what's wrong with wanting to be on the side of someone I think is cute?

"Mal......"

Will sighed.

"I know, I thought I was gonna make love like this, because I know Mal best. Like I was attracted to Arsh, one day, all of a sudden. But it was a little bit faster than I thought."

Will had a headache.

"You can't go around anymore if you're married, even if it's not right now. Is that okay? Can you live in this country?"

"This country, brother, I feel easy to breathe. A grassy meadow that lasts everywhere. Big deer. Distant mountains. And"

Mal got a little naughty.

"Lots of Dungeons"

"" "Uh" "

"Of course, the meat is delicious."

Mr. McKenny says something extra. Right, Mal, we can't have five together forever. Me and Cyril are the ones who missed it.

"Dad, I can't disagree. But I can't compare my powers. Unless you defeat me, I won't give you Mal."

"I'm not willing to marry a weak man either"

Thus McKenney's siblings' participation quickly spread, and if they won, they made a fuss about getting a beautiful McKenney daughter.

But I wasn't every other person either. Now me and Mal are sitting in a high seat. Before me is Cyril, and before Mal is Will, standing with a sword.

She says she has a fiancée, but she can't stop proposing. You said you'd get it if you won, but I can't wait for that. Each time, Cyril and Will were repelling, but they took this form because they had no clue. In other words, you can only try for two hours a day.

When this happens, me or Mal, it's a decoration. A young man who wants to fight exotic A-level adventurers makes rows every day. There is no shadow or shape to propose already. But wait a minute. We're not in this pattern.

I said this to Mal as he sat in his seat like a doll.

"Hey, Cyril and Will, didn't you say you'd get sick of it because you're deaf?

"He said. But"

Mal glanced at me and said:

"I'm definitely enjoying it"

"Yeah. Hey, Mal, don't you think it's sloppy?

"I think. It's about us."

"Shall we?"

Let's do it.

The next day, we wore adventurers' clothes. Cyril and Will shrugged their shoulders with a face after all. And instead of us, he sat in a high seat.

"From today on, if you want to fight us, beat these two."

The twitch happened. Like the Empire here in Kilik, women don't fight much, apparently.

The young man who had roughly tried so hard did it. After a few fights, I finally seem to understand my strengths, and more and more people are seriously trying. When that happens, neither Cyril nor Will will be able to sit and play in high seats or anything like that. In the end, Merida's Adventurer Corner was created and the battle began. How happy it was for us to relax in the Empire.

Neither did you, Orlando, come to try, but you came to take a good look at Mal. With gentle eyes. so that I can scorch. Mal doesn't notice. I noticed. Will is also aware. Because we're looking at Mal, too. Without looking at anything delicious. To spare me growing up.

On the other hand, it's not all pleasant to see young people flourishing. Merida. It is also difficult to be easily attacked by exotic people. A woman told me she had a sword. All the fuss on it. Young people these days at all.

Originally, Steven didn't like the bondage of those old people and wanted to get out of Kilik. I brought the children back as they told me, well.

"You tell me to give Will"

"Give it to me, etc. He says he'll leave it to his rightful successor."

As usual, you stubborn father. I don't even think about my brother.

"Kenneth, I think it's bad that I pushed a tribal chief on you for doing this on my own. But aren't you doing splendidly enough as a chief of the ministry already? I don't know. Will. Why don't we give Sarah something excellent from McKenny's clan? You just have to succeed it."

Kenneth is my brother. And Sarah is my niece. Unfortunately, my brother was not blessed by the boys, but Sarah resembles Mal, a child whose emotions are difficult to understand but wise. What are you unhappy about when you can succeed him?

"No, brother, I'm still weak for a tribal chief. I met Will, but isn't he said to be bright and pleasant and yet strong enough to stand alongside Orlando? Sarah's smart, but she's not in the nature of marrying and supporting her husband well, and there's nothing she can do to get Will to inherit the chief."

"Will is a child who has grown up free. I don't want to be pushed into a cage."

"Is Sarah okay?"

"What..."

"Do you mind if Sarah inherits the chief in conjunction with a man you don't even like, brother?"

So what do you want Sarah to do?

"I..."

My father said it while Sarah was not answering anything.

"Talk directly to Will"