In a gatagotto and rocking carriage, Rasmere had a view outside.
A few days after Rouchet's return to the Duke of Listil, Rasmere had his usual routine.
"I'd be bored without Luche."
Eich is swelling his cheeks and falling asleep on the lawn.
"Come on, don't do that. It'll get dirty, won't it? Besides, you don't have a choice. Luche is the eldest son of the Duke of Listil."
"Yes, but..."
"His Royal Highness Rasmere"
The escort knight appeared without sound. The complexion is somewhere bad.
"What?
"His Majesty the King calls for you."
"Well, I'll be right there"
"Yes! Will your brother go, too?
Eich gave a sad look. I feel like I've been applauded for loneliness lately. I recommended a lot of people to serve, but Aihi didn't snort in the end.
(Can't you blow up about Joshua yet)
"Ha..."
I sighed unexpectedly.
"Hmm?"
Soon I was in the hallway in front of your father's office.
of...
"What?
In front of Father's office, there are at least two escort knights to protect His Majesty from fugitives, hoes and enemies. Apparently, Master Adolphe's orders. However, he had already escaped more than five times, and a cakewalk had unfolded in the royal palace. I have two escort knights intact today, so I guess they're in the office. It's just their complexion is pretty bad.
That's when the office door opened.
It was a civilian with paperwork who came out. Its complexion is worse than that of the knights, and it is so fluttering that I think it will fall even now.
"What's the matter..."
"This, my lord Rasmere..."
"What happened?"
"That's what Adolphe wrote to me..."
"From Master Adolph?
"Yes. It's just that when His Majesty sees it, he starts to get grumpy... I can't stop screaming from earlier... Normally, Master Adolphe will come in to stop you, but unfortunately..."
"You're on your way home to the Duke of Listil..."
If I'm being honest, I don't want to go in, but I can't go in more than I was called in.
"Father, Rasmere is gone!!
I haven't heard back.
"I'm in!!
"Good luck..."
(You're not going to die, so don't say weird things!!
The moment Rasmere stepped into the office, he wanted to turn around and make a right.
(Too scared...)
Father smiled. Same as always.
However, there is something horrible standing in the back.
"... is something wrong?
"I don't know..."
Silence flows between them.
Rasmere remained silent and waited for His Majesty the King's word.
"... in the meantime, why don't you go to Princess Luche's? Look at the battlefield."
"Yes?"
That was an unexpected response.
"Um, Father?
"Thirteen years ago, this country was devastated by the war against the Gardia Empire. Precisely around the border..."
"That's what I learned."
For a time, the national power of this Asterian kingdom was supposedly greatly reduced.
"This time they will take Princess Luche to the battlefield trail. You should come with me."
With that said, His Majesty the King burned the letter.
"Father, what's in Adolphe's letter?
Whatever you think, inviting Rasmere to the Duke of Listil, it won't be content.
"... not that you care. Don't worry about getting ready. If you want to be king of this country."
"... okay"
That's what I said and turned my heel back. Perhaps it will not tell us the contents of the letter.
"Rasmere"
"Yes."
"Maybe we'll have an interesting meeting."
His Majesty the King's sharp eyes shot through Rasmere.
"... an interesting encounter?
"Maybe... Now, go."
Father laughed calmly as usual when he said so.
In the room where Rasmere left, His Majesty the King looked up at the ceiling. This office has this whole room made like a work of art. At a young age, I thought it must be my sister sitting here.
"Thirteen years after that..."
The magnitude of what I lost is still unforgettable.
A few minutes after I returned to my room.
"Brother!? Your brother's going to Luche's too!?
Eich, who listened, jumped into the room.
"Where are you listening to me from?
It hasn't been that long since I got back from my father's room.
"Don't tell me! More than that..."
"Oh, my father commanded me."
"It's sloppy, brother!
"You have no choice, do you? I'm not going out to see you."
"But..."
'Cause you can't.'
"Mmm."
Eich swelled his cheeks adorably and stopped saying anything.
"... aye. Say hello to Luche."
That's what I said, I bowed beautifully.
"Oh."
"Oh, yeah."
"What's going on?
"I asked Luche for a blue snail for a souvenir. Please don't tell Luche."
"... why the blue rash"
"Nothing. I was just going to try it next time. Well, sometimes it's because the lucky color in card fortune was blue."
"What? Now you're hooked on fortune telling?
"Yeah. The play I saw before was about fortune telling. Will your brother do it, too?
I don't really know what fortune is, and there were a lot of things I wanted to say about why I would choose a rash, but I decided not to say anything anymore.
"No, I won't.... I'll take care of this place, Eich."
"Yes, I did."
A few hours after that, Rasmere stood King Asteria's capital and headed for the Duke of Listil.
Thirteen years ago, as heir to the throne, I heard much about the war. Maybe what happened and your father became king.
"Will Luche be doing well..."
Well, it's about Luche. I guess I enjoy doing a lot of things I like myself.
When I arrived in the Duke of Listil, I was surprised by the vibrancy of the city no less than the King's Capital. No, I thought maybe I'd snuggle through the king's capital.
"House of the Duke of Listil," the strongest clan of martial arts with no less financial power than royalty and popularity from the people. I felt like I caught a glimpse of one end of that power.
'They are so proud. Don't take it for granted that they will follow. Lord who can be proud of them.'
From birth, they kept saying that. And I tried to be that way. In the first place, I kept trying, because it was natural, but I felt like I could see why they kept saying that.
If they want to take this country, they can.
I felt sweat coming out of my gripping hand.
Though we reached the residence of the Duke of Listil, we were all surprised.
(Again, it's about your father, so I didn't think you'd give me a response... If the timing was off, there would be no point in coming!?
When I hadn't seen Luche in a long time, aside from his pale complexion, I felt the atmosphere itself had changed slightly.
(Hard to put into words... Even with the disaster in front of me, Luche thought it was more upright...)
When I heard what you thought about the war, I was pretty much stuck in words.
'... I'm sorry. I don't know the right answer.'
'... I hate war. I know it will kill many soldiers, and I don't want to take them out on the battlefield'
When I heard that answer, I almost laughed a little. Even if the Gardia Empire told me I should attack them in order to protect the people, that would still be good. But I was happy. Luche, who would take over the name of the 'Duke of War', told me he hated war, and I was glad to hear it, so I thought.
I'm sure in all the things that lie ahead, the answer will change. I think that's fine. It is fate that we must now confront problems that do not have the right answers. You always have to open the lid to see if it's the right answer. With all your troubles and thoughts, I'm sure you're going to live.
And, if you were snuggling, this is the only place I've talked about being ridiculed at the end and wanting my sentiments back until just now.