In a Different World with a Smartphone

"Heh, Your Majesty! What about your body?

"Ooh, Count Bartha. There's nothing wrong with this street. Sounds like you're worried."

His Majesty the King answers the toad who jumped into the cafeteria all the time. Show me this by tapping my chest.

"Really...? Ha, that's it. Above all..."

The Earl with a pulled smile and a rubbing hand as he dazzles through the sweat. King looking at it with cold eyes. Uh, I guess the king realizes this, too. This is the killer.

"I didn't think I could do it for a while, but the Winter Night Hall there just turned off the poison. No, I'm lucky for the rest. I was in danger."

The bald Earl who listens to the king and stares at me hatefully. Whoa, whoa, easy to understand! Conversely, I can't think of anyone other than this one.

"So winter night. What are you going to do by bringing everyone together?

Charlotte, a woman with emerald hair and a court magician, asks me.

Collected in the Great Dining Room were His Majesty the King, Princess Yumina, Queen Yuel, Duke of Ortrinde, General Leon, Mr. Charlotte, Dr. Raul, Mr. Origa and Count Bartha.

I speak in front of all of them, keeping everyone on their feet.

"As you all know, His Majesty the King has poisoned me. The crime scene is this big dining room. This place remains as it is then. Well, the food in line is getting cold. So, I'm the culprit in this attempted King assassination..."

I opened my mouth with plenty of room.

"There's a killer in here."

I wanted to say this line!

The atmosphere changes and Oliga's complexion changes. The fox's ears are pinned, no, not himself, and his eyes are about to complain. He said he knew.

Seeing that face Mr. Origa blues, the mouth of Count Bartha, who was next door, is caught.

Wow, shush, that's the face of. He didn't seem to notice because he was looking at Mr. Origa, but everyone else called that bald Earl "this guy, right?" I watched it with my eyes. What do you mean everyone but Mr. Origa knows who did it...

"First of all, this poisoned wine."

Grab a bottle of wine brought to you by the general and point it in your hand.

"This is definitely Mr. Origa's gifted wine, isn't it?

"Ya, it's definitely something I gave away, but I'm poison etc...!

"Shut up, you beast! Shamelessly enough to still hang up Shira............ huh!?

The toad curses Mr. Oliga in an ugly way, and I drink the wine with a trumpet all at once.

I'm a minor, but it's good, it's different worlds!

"Yeah, it's good!

Don! and lower the bottle to the table. To be honest, I didn't really know what it tasted like. Because I'm a minor!

Looking around, everyone opened their mouths and looked at me.

"And Winter Night Hall!? So, are you okay?!?

"It's all right, General. I mean, I haven't had poison in this wine since the beginning."

"What!?

What's this all about? and apart from everyone who is questioning, there was so much sweat on the Count's face that it was unusual that it fluttered. I'm in a hurry. I'm in a hurry.

"Now, what I want to take out here is a wine of rare goods by special methods. It's the finest wine I know, made in the Far East."

Pour "Affordable Wine", labeled "Boo-jitsu-Bo" and Hiragana, prepared, into an empty wine glass on a table where no one is sitting, even if it looks luxurious.

"This wine will find out who did it."

Spread the glass of wine over the chandelier to dance the glow of glorious disengagement. I walked away from the table to everyone standing, and offered it to the general as it was.

"Can you try it?

The general was surprised, but drinks up as he is, empty the glass.

"How about some flavor?

"Mmm! This is great! That's a flavor I've never tasted before! Good! How about the Count?

Ah, it's a great read. The general spoke to the Count "as I instructed".

"What? Oh, well..."

In front of the Count, who nodded, his complexion changed when I took the seat on the table, the "glass that was placed in the seat where the king sat" and began pouring wine.

"I would love to have the Count feel the flavor"

"Hey, I...!

"Fair enough."

Caught the late Earl and forced him to hold a glass with wine in it.

"Sa, all at once"

Speak to the Count with a full grin. But while sweating, the Count never tries to put his mouth on the glass.

"What's up, Count? You don't drink?

"Ha, no, the...!

To His Majesty the King's words, his hand with the glass shook fine as he quivered his eyes. Whoa, you can't let him drop the glass.

"... can't you drink? Then I can help you."

"Ha!? Mugg! Ugg!?

I took the glass and forced it into the earl's mouth. [M] The Count swallows the wine, albeit in some reflexion, and is stunned by the fact.

"Ugh! Ugh! Uh-oh! I need your help! Poison! Poison all around! Die! Die! Ugh!

A toad that holds down his throat and flies around. He has a distressed look on his face, a crocodile and a trembling arm, rolling down the floor as he leans back.

I wonder what it is. People are just assumptions, and you can get this far.

"Grr! Gosh, it's painful! Poison! Poison! Ha, help......!

"Uh, that's enough. It's a new glass."

"And let's die Ugh... What?

With a kyotonic look, the Count stops wandering around. Get up and lighten your throat.

"... nothing"

"That would be right. It's just cheap wine. I apologize for forcing you to drink. But"

Set aside a beat and I'll ask the core part.

"Why did you think it was poisoned?

"Ugh!?

The Count's expression freezes. Yes, it is. Now exactly this man has exposed his horse legs. I was frightened by the poison that wasn't even in, and I snuck around saying that I had taken the poison. If you don't know anything, you never act like that. I fell to talk.

"... what do you mean?

The Duke asks me. [M]

"The poison wasn't in the wine Mr. Oliga gave him, it was painted in the king's glass."

"In the glass...? Well, logically, no poison was detected from the wine."

"I can use magic to detect poison, so I knew it right away. The executor would be a cock or a waiter, around there. The rest was the mastermind of the case, how to hunt down the real killer... it wasn't too bad."

Well, I couldn't think of a killer other than this one. I was hoping I wouldn't get away with it, but I felt like I was getting my shoulder watered down when it was too light so far.

It was a common trick (though not enough to be called). I think someone soon realized the truth, even if it wasn't me.

I wanted to try being a detective, like, once.

"... come on!

A toad rushed out to the door. I don't like giving up. In the end, this man is incompetent and doesn't think ahead, you mean the little villain who mistakenly thought he was superior? But that sin is heavy because the king almost died because of that idiot's idea.

"Slip"

"Wow!?

Soon! and the Count rolls in momentum and hits the floor once in a while in the back of the head.

"Huh!

Mr. Origa's intense kick burst into his stomach, as if he could put his previous grudges there, and he let go of consciousness. Whoa, that looks painful.