"No matter how close we are now! If Mrs. Credritus finds out she's a real mother, Aldar will break your heart!!
I was in a rather odd mood to hear Mr. Murietta's theory of power, which made a grip all the time. Yeah, I can't describe anything else.
I wonder what this kid is talking about.
You'll get to that!!
"... Mrs Murietta"
"Look, Aldar, after someone shows up to tell you that, Aldar rejects everything."
"Mr. Murietta"
"I can't believe it's love for my family, I can't believe in nobility, and if I want to escape with suspicion for my roots, but I can't..."
"Mr. Murietta!
Mr. Murietta finally stopped, too, if you controlled her a little louder, who started machine gun talks just to say she wasn't willing to listen to this one.
Though, you look unhappy.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Well, I wouldn't say that, but I'm more of an adult, and I'm a sociopath.
"First of all, you can't peddle that story, and even if it were true, you don't understand telling me that story"
"So if I were you, I could help Aldar..."
"You were advised by Aldar not to call me by name. Have you forgotten about that?... Don't you see, your relationship with him is not even a friend? And yet why are you so confident?"
"... what..."
Asked by me, Mr. Murietta frightened me.
I'm more of a heartfelt surprise than frightened, am I?
As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to ask you something very normal.
It's not a prophecy that something like that has happened in the past, mostly if what she's saying is true!
I just hope Mrs. Credritus isn't my real mother or something... well let's leave that at this time.
(as someone appears in Aldar's ear wondering who her real mother is, and Aldar despairs... is what she calls a 'prophecy')
First of all, all I can say is the scandal of the Count Baum family. Now (...) Where is the reason to tell Aldar that? I can't find any benefits. Wouldn't it be first to think about the harassment of forces hostile to the Baum family?
And who's going to prove that's the truth, is it Count Baum?
No, no, you don't...
On top of that, what she calls' incredible love for the family 'or about her roots, and this would be something else, wouldn't it?
(Aldar I know)
Count Baum, my father, said he was an unspoken, clumsy man.
My stepmother, my wife, said she was the same person who put the same love into me as my brother.
Dean Dayne, my little brother.
I can't imagine narrowing my eyes and not believing my family even if that guy who laughed was shocked to hear about my real mother.
"We must not speak out of this story any more. That's good, right?
"Oh, I...!
"A dangerous person who knows the inside of the Baum family. You know what, that's what you're doing, right?
"Ki, Ken, Jinbu...? Me?"
"That's right. You know what other people don't know? I didn't hear that either,“ I saw ”it. Don't you see, how dangerous that is, what did you say?"
I'll decide you didn't ask nicely.
Like missing a little kid's, cute prank.
It would be easy if that were possible, but you can't do that.
In the first place, cute pranks and failures are dangerous remarks that jump quite far across the spectrum.
It's not my personal emotions, herself, a story I've already been warned about many times.
Now it's not weird who else knew where I kept this quiet...... is that too much to think about?
There are ears on the wall and eyes on the obstacle...
Mr. Nicholas' frigid smile passed the back of his brain, but he decided not to think much about it. Your spine will get cold!!
To my words, Mr. Murietta said something and mumbled. Pathetically, his complexion is bright blue. But the eyes were angry, and on the contrary, was it because of the fact that they seemed old enough?
Until then, she smiled calmly and made me care that Mrs Murrieta, who looked innocent girl, could finally see her face why she was putting anger and haste on her face without hiding it.
"Aldar, aren't you worried!
"... I believe in Aldar"
How she feels to be guided, I guess, is it real?
Though I feel a little out of place.
"How can you not understand, then everyone (...) is happy......!
Mr. Murietta, who stood up for momentum, told me to shout at him.
But I can't help but wonder at those words.
And I kept that in my mouth.
Honestly, I thought to myself I was upset, but I'm going to try and behave calmly.
Can't grow up?... No, I don't think so.
"Whose happiness is it"
To my inquiry, Mr. Murietta opened his eyes again to his surprise and gazed at me. Her green eyes opened so wide that she was likely to fall, she stepped back one, two steps.
"Mi, what..."
"So who is it?"
……
As Aldar truly despaired.
Who would be happy to take Mr. Murietta's hand and abandon his knight's pride and leave the land?
Your family, your colleagues and, of course, me. I can't be happy as anyone. Wouldn't it be nice if he was happy? It's such a trick. What's the one thing that doesn't solve the problem?
(If I know Aldar, he'll face it right)
I can tell you the conclusions I made on that properly.
That kind of "strength” the guy has. That's what I believe.
So that's all Mr. Murietta said, although it was a shock.
"I am! I just want to make everyone happy......!!
"Ah, Mr. Murietta!?
Mr. Murietta, who made his complexion even worse on my words, ran out.
I rushed after her, but should I say a boulder former adventurer, because she was wearing boots, anyway, her appearance quickly became far away.
I've cornered him, I've reflected, but I don't regret it.
(... than that, how do you explain this (...) to Mr. Nicholas and Aldar...?
A good idea did not arise where I rotated my brain fully, and I could see Mr. Aeren as I reached out to close the door looking in the direction in which Mr. Murietta had left.
Apparently, you saw Mr. Murrietta running along the way, and as she rushed to me, too, she stared at me with a breath of worry.
"... Murietta, is..."
"... a little, the discussion got stubborn. Sorry, it was your wedding seat."
"No."
Mr. Aeren shook his neck left and right without force and laughed lonely.
And I gazed, and she also turned to the direction Mr. Murietta ran away from, before lowering her eyes softly.
"This is good,... I would like to write to her again"
"Really?"
"We've bought tea leaves, so, uh, if you don't mind, why don't you invite your guard from Julia to make it tea again?"
I felt so sorry for Aeren for making me cry... but I waved to the carriage to meet her best.