"Now I'll bring Rasmere."

His Majesty said away normally. I almost nodded naturally, too, but... no, wait a minute.

"No, wait. I'd like to.... the royalty shouldn't leave the royal palace much..."

It is impossible for His Majesty to come to His Majesty's house. But things went in an unexpected direction.

"Ah, my sister. Are you going to the castle again...?... don't go to the castle anymore."

It was Glenn who kept his mouth shut until now.

"Glenn."

I grabbed Glenn. I know what you're trying to say, but you can't say it in front of His Majesty.

"Your Majesty, Glenn is only a child. Please forgive me..."

I immediately lowered Glenn's head and apologized. It's hard to be bought an unhappiness in a place like this.

"Oh, I don't care. Rather natural."

His Majesty didn't even get angry. He knelt before Glenn.

"Lord Glenn, I'm so sorry I couldn't protect your precious sister."

"Your Majesty!?

Glenn also looks surprised. It's unheard of the king kneeling on his children.

"But I hope the princess, of course, doesn't hate the royal family and the royal palace, even to Lord Glenn. It's... it's hard for us Asterias to hate Listil."

"Your Majesty, please stand!! Glenn? Okay, listen carefully. This time I said," That's okay. My dear family came home injured like this. There's no way I'm not mad at you, Your Majesty. "

"That's why I'm bringing Rasmere."

The story went back to the beginning. No, so.

"Because I would like to. Please don't bring him in. You're coming to your father anyway, aren't you? No, sir."

Don't put any more strain on my father.

Then blink your eyes,

"Don't say that to Princess Luche."

I shanked it. She's a little cute, so she's almost relieved.

"I feel sorry for your father."

That said, the sound of the door had disappeared at some point. I don't even think my father gave up...

"Adolf is a little serious, isn't he? Both General Aida and General Adele were quite appropriate."

I'm satisfied with that. Auntie says it's appropriate or luxurious...

But I feel a little worried about leaving the current king alone, so I don't know how my father's mouth sounds. Here's the thing, I mean, you're lying... Of course, I know he has an escort. With that group of masks?

Probably still up there. I glanced up.

"With that said, how is the Count?"

I turned my gaze back to His Majesty and asked him another thing of concern.

"He's fine, too. You're back at work now. Almost intact thanks to the princess..."

That's good. I have to apologize to the Count for doubting me, too.

Oh, yeah.

"... with Master Eich, can I see you"

Joshua is no longer around. Without knowing why, he was brought here, stabbed, and if he wakes up, he will no longer see his precious squire, etc. Is my heart okay?

"I can see you.... It's okay. That kid is strong. There have been no physical injuries since the beginning.... come see me."

"Absolutely."

"... Princess Rouchet"

"Yes."

"About your power, you know?

Coming, this topic.

"... is it a healing force"

"Yes, and your powers are particularly special in healing"

"... back in time," he said.

That's what he said. That cruel kid.

"... well. Your powers, as the letters say, turn the clock back. Before you get hurt this time. This is an ability that only a few people in this world really express."

Only a few people express themselves. But that's what he said then.

"I thought I'd be lucky if I just expressed myself in space, but I was back in time."

As if it were a prerequisite for me to express that power.

"What country are many people expressing their power?"

"... you really don't think I'm 6, do you? That's Listil."

It's promising in the future, really.

His Majesty was just laughing and didn't give me an answer.

"... very little has been leaked outside about this one. Except for those two."

"However, there is absolutely no. From now on, the blood muscles of princesses and princes may be scattered from somewhere.

I wouldn't be able to say enough not to. Damn it. Why am I seeing this... I wanted to be a regular person.

"So I want you to promise me. Never use that power."

"Me too, I didn't mean to use..."

I only hoped then that it would heal and heal. I stare into my own hands. I don't think I have the kind of power I had then.

"That too... Then don't let it depend much by the injured. We don't want the princess involved in a useless feud."

"... yes"

What a primitive way. I don't have a choice.

"Your Majesty"

"Hmm?"

I heard another thing that bothered me.

"Will that power be passed on to Glenn"

I stroke Glenn's head. Glenn doesn't seem to really understand the meaning of what he's saying until he does.

Glenn didn't have that in his vision of the future, but maybe he just didn't use it.

"I don't know. In the first place, Lord Maria was" incompetent. "I didn't think they had that factor. Its power is too much to know..."

At the end of the day, it was like talking to myself.

It was then.

Bang.

To the loud noise I saw the direction in which the noise had been heard.

"Father."

The window behind me was open from the outside and my father stood in front of it. Oh, here's the second floor...

"Hey, Adolph."

His Majesty is greeting his father as if nothing had happened.

"This damned sire. What are you doing in our little girl's room without permission? Bring him to Glenn."

Father, you just said shit, didn't you?

"People don't like to hear that I brought them in... I don't know what else to do. You won't forgive me for saying you want to talk to the princess or Prince Glenn."

"Naturally."

It is an instant answer. I wonder why your father is reluctant to talk to His Majesty and us.

"That's why I stormed.... I'm done talking to you. I'm sorry I got sick. Hey, princess. I'm sorry that Prince Glenn interrupted your time with your sister."

"No, because I'm already pimped"

It is true that you are well. Hima, really hima.

"It's not all there yet. Don't make me do it."

That's what my father said. He stroked me and Glenn's head.

"Yes, sir. I'm going back.... See you later, both of you."

His Majesty waved out flirtatiously.

Seriously, you're free.

The hardships of the people on the roof are oblivious.