"Apparently you made it. Luche."
If you think you heard those words from somewhere...
Don't.
A “wall of fire” appeared before me. The wall stands between me and Larum to protect them from Emperor Gardia's blade of ice. It's melting ice but it's not hot at all.
"Liar..."
I just didn't expect to come.
"Father..."
I was hugged from behind all the time.
"Well done, Luche. It's okay now."
"... yeah. But why?"
I almost burst into tears at the warmth of it.
"Thank Luca. Because Luca realized something was wrong with you."
"Luca..."
Luca stood ahead of me looking up.
"Lady..."
"Luche, are you all right?
"Your Highness Rasmere!?
It wasn't like usual, it was a quiet voice. "How come you're here, what are you doing" such words came out of your mouth, misty.
To the too quiet of that look...
"That's Emperor Gardia..."
It was the first moment when the next King of the Kingdom of Asteria and Emperor Gardia met.
"Oh, you're the first prince..."
"Yes, the first prince of the kingdom of Asteria, Rasmia Gil Asteria."
"You resemble that king abominably. I am Emperor Gardia."
"... you've abused my Duke of War for a long time.
His Royal Highness Rasmere talks pale as never thought possible before. However, in a different way from the earlier situation, it becomes fraught with tension.
"I'm not abusing you. I just said the best thing for a princess."
"You think that's marriage to Emperor Gardia? Don't be silly."
"Your Highness Rasmere!?
(I can't believe they already know that)
"Nothing. The princess wouldn't be yours, would she? By and large, she is a princess who draws the blood of the Imperial Guardians. I don't mind if this one comes and gets it."
"Hey..."
I was pretty panicked when I was exposed to a hell of a secret. Although His Majesty the King knows how much, not necessarily His Royal Highness Rasmere knows. I wondered what I would do if they told me I was a backcutter.
But an unexpected word came from His Highness Rasmere.
"Luche's mother, you. Empress Marianna entered the home of the Duke of Listil. Luche is from this country."
Emperor Gardia, hearing that from His Highness Rasmere, looked bored.
"Oh, my God, I knew that"
"Naturally. Where Luche wants to be, that's for Luche to decide. Luche shook your hand off. Pull honestly! Besides, you, a year ago, had a little trouble with Luche, and he would have turned you down. Besides, I'll never forget that I put my sister and her squire in a terrible way..."
With that said, Emperor Gardia showed a slight glimmer of thought.
"... oh. You mean Princess Eich... She could have used it. Thanks to you, I understand what power the princess has and... Good. Hey, don't die.... Oh, yeah. The black-haired squire I took over. Was that Joshua? What happened to him? Did you kill him yet?
Too much to say, I looked pretty.
(I knew it, but it's zero reflection. Eich doesn't say anything, but he looks sad all the time, and he hasn't chosen his squire all the time. This guy ripped the two of us apart!!
"Subordinate, in the midst of being manipulated, you've been loud in your head... I really thought I'd crush you..." Dear Eich, dear Eich "... Especially when you stabbed Princess Eich. It's already loud, loud..."
"Hey!!
Reminds me inadvertently of my conversation with Luca. Luca said he was insane. If the word now, even if I am being taken over, is conscious...
(What terrible things did Joshua see...)
There's no way I can stay sane.
"Enough."
"... Your Highness Rasmere"
His Highness Rasmere's expression remains unchanged. But my fist was shaking when I was gripped.
"It was a mistake trying to ask you for a decent response. Shut up already. Go back to your country, motherfucker."
"Sorry, but come on... I honestly can't go home because I've been shaken off, I..."
Emperor Gardia said so, "Pattin!" I rang my fingers.
At that moment it was countless dolls that appeared behind Emperor Gardia. I don't like that figure, but it reminds me of the underground of the Royal Palace.
"What a number..."
I know enough about the high performance of that doll.
"How can I..."
Then. I was stroked in the head.
"Father?
"Don't worry, Luche"
Your father laughed invincibly.
"Because your fathers won't lose."
The battle begins.