It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

Your friend back from the mansion has asked me to share the contents of his conversation with Prince Noufsa. I can tell you that there was no harvest that far if you think only of the content, but you can decide it's good just to find out that the secret of Judaism doesn't work around Serende's royalty.

"So, what's next for the other princes?

"No, there were a few points in Noufsa's advice that suggested he was concerned. We need to wait for Ekdoyk and the others to rendezvous, and then we need to find out a little bit about the whole country."

I'm not going to say anything extra because the choices your friend takes always look like roundabouts and are often the information we need... but what we need to find out this time is who is involved with the Demons. Shouldn't we refrain from acting so badly that we approach Serende's royal secrets?

"So then. How did you feel about Prince Noufsa, by the way?

"I think he's quite a cutter. If it's just a head spin, it's the same as Marito's."

"Holy shit!?

Your friend appreciated you as a friend before your brother was king. If that friend of yours says it's equivalent, I'm sure there's no mistake...... Such a person genuinely falsifies himself and keeps hiding secrets. Revealing that won't be the majority of the time.

"It didn't look like His Majesty, though. It was intelligent, but you felt a lot missing, didn't you?

"That's an element of honesty, pride, and so on that's weighed down by the Ilyas knights. It feels like I cracked it up with 'me' and Marito and made it ironic."

"Uh, you did that. I couldn't help but lose my eyesight."

"Lachra, no booze today"

"Hideous!?

Was your friend the first to pick Prince Noufsa because he felt like himself? Your friend is a distorted mirror, someone who can even change his or her own way depending on the other person's way. If that's someone who resembles himself, how will it be?

"Oh, you seem to have finished talking! Brother Noofsa, did you get a meaningful time for your opponent? Dahaha!"

- Prince Chissante.

I have noticed some approachment for some time now, will the second prince Prince Chissante show up here? This place is where things that interact with Prince Noufsa get to their feet, so it's not like there's any chance that the other princes will show up...

"That's not what I'm trying to push. I've been taking care of Brother Noufsa from day to day. This is how I bring fruits and stuff in from time to time. He'll never talk about what people cook! Dahaha!"

"If you got it from a person, you were going to be suspicious if it was fruit or mouth."

"Dahaha! Right! But the smell of fruit will give you more appetite than the smell of flowers! It's a good place for fruit!

Prince Chisante takes one fruit out of the cage and tries to skin it. But you were strenuous enough, the fruit crumbled easily in his hands.

"... Dahaha! You still can't pinch me! Thank you. I don't like force. If I don't even order a brush, I'll break it. I don't know one thing about you!

"No, if it's fruit, it's sent to the extent that it opens the store."

"Oh, if you say so, you did! But you seem very soft yourself. If you want to cuddle me accidentally, you might be able to break every spine of it! Dahaha!"

When Prince Chisante stretches his hands to the side, the courtiers who were on his side wipe those hands clean. Consciousness was pointed at you as the same escort position, but you behave like a figurine with no emotions over there. I know it's supposed to be subordinate, but I even find it creepy that this is emotionless.

"Is that meant to be a threat?

"What I thought was a frank-minded doctrine. It will depend on your guts how you take it, Dahaha!

Prince Chisante bashed your friend in the shoulder and headed to Prince Noufsa's mansion. It's as if I don't hesitate to beat you, even though I say beat you gently with a little more affection.

"Friend, are you okay?

"That hurt plain. It's an easy warning. Just like that, you looked like you knew how much conversation this one had with Prince Noofsa. I'm pretty sure it's not just a brain muscle."

"Even our brain muscle manager, Elias, doesn't slap people so reluctantly."

"Not at all. No, hey, Lachra."

That tease was what I wanted to say, but Lord Ratzel takes a step back on me. Even though I abandoned my identity, it doesn't change that I'm a royal blood muscle, so it's something I can't help but... I still miss you a little bit.

"... Shit. Why don't you stop it after all?

"What's the sudden matter, Wolfe?"

"Shit, I'm more grumpy than usual. I can't."

Since dinner party day, Wolfe has been very worried about your friend. As a person who thinks of your friend too, I'm not unaware of that change at all.

From the name of one of your friends, the way your friends are right now is definitely when everyone likes them. But there are times when the air I occasionally feel is illusory when it resembles something I felt before.

Your friend said that one person cannot currently use the 'me' method. We have to seal it to prevent Serraes from catching us and recalling our memories of being tortured.

"I don't have any conscious symptoms. If that's what it looks like, I guess it has a lot of impact."

"Then..."

"It's okay. I used to be a lot tough, and that made me fail. But now there's Wolfe and the others. Because I have people I can count on, and this is how I can keep looking forward."

Your friend strokes Wolfe's head gently and walks away. I'm fine, so I also felt like I pushed him away saying this was the end of the story. Sir Ratzel was just watching Wolfe as well, but will soon move on to your friend.

We'll follow, but Wolfe and Lord Lachra are only a short distance away. Lord Lachra seems to be trying to listen to you, Wolfe, who can care for you.

"... even though I can't"

"What can't you do, Wolfe?

"Shizu has to live easier. 'Cause Shigeru's been rubbing it off since the beginning..."

I tried to move next to your friend too, but Wolfe's words are bothering me and my legs are stuck late.

"Dear mistress, it's rough, but as if it's rubbing off..."

"... Wolfe had her heart rubbed out in that village. He immediately understood my position and cried."

"Sounds like it. But you can understand how anyone feels about him."

"... I can understand a lot of things, but only when I empathize with you. Shizu cried understanding my heart. I could cry."

Oh, that's all it is, isn't it? I understood refreshingly thanks to Wolfe for putting it into words. Your friend used to say, "Don't empathize with me, understand me." Whatever story there was in those who became enemies, never be empathetic.

But your friends also have a past, and they have emotions, so they sometimes empathize with the way they understand it.

Your friend also had unpleasant memories of engaging with people before coming to this world. Your friend's heart was also rubbing off, which made me sympathetic rather than just understanding Wolfe's tragic plight.

My friend who met me in Toryn is like a being created by a mind that was rubbing off. Your friend lived with minimal interaction with people because he still couldn't...

……

"Wolfe was afraid of everyone in that village. Even now that I'm strong, I'm a little scared. The sight you're looking at hasn't changed."

Your friend has a timid personality, but he can have a fever and wave courage. We've always seen that... but I do think we've seen too much. I wondered if a really cowardly person would be okay with continuing to be so courageous so many times.

"Mm-hmm. Right. Because the mistress is too good to take care of. It's scattered and sweet, but you want me to be more self-depraved and sweet."

"Yeah...... It would be nice to be as sweet as you like to be a Wolfe..."

"Well it's hard to stop that guy without my strength like Mr. Ilias. We just have to do our best to make it easier for you."

Oh, do you say that Lord Lachra has to work hard or something! This is such a positive statement that Lord Ekdoyk is likely to gut pose if he hears it!

... but you are. It's not that easy to stop a friend who works hard for someone. Because I am distracted by the appearance of such a friend.

"I think Lachra is awesome. Even though it's so sweet, Shigeru is losing his strength as soon as he's with Lakura."

"I'm proud to say I'm talented for being sweet!

"Yeah. I think he's a self-depraved genius"

"Mm-hmm. Plain words pierce my chest."

"... but I'm glad you're here... mugg"

Looks like Lord Lachra is holding Wolfe. That's some ears to stand for any more, and let's just say I'm going to figure out what I can do, too.

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"Moursht, Moursht. Wake up?"

Comfortable tone to your ears. This would not be the case if this were the voice of the other princes. This alone is a good wake-up call to affirm that I am more blessed than any other royal subordinate.

"Yes, I was taking a nap, but your voice will wake you up soon."

If you get up suddenly, that can also be the illusion that makes you ill all day. Only the voice replies firmly and the body stretches out slowly to relax.

Open your eyes and re-attach the sword that stood on your side to your hips. Master Hilmera doesn't impersonate me because she knows I'm in charge right now. I suppose it is the most important factor that you have given me the word because I hate the women who are obsessed with Master Washekt.

Opening the door to Hilmera-like bedroom, there is a Hilmera-like figure surrounded by countless stone statues placed on the bed, as usual. It is often good that Master Washekt also brings a few more comfortable stuffed animals and such to his souvenirs.

"What can I do for you?

"Oh, can't you call me if you don't have business?

"No problem. I have some complaints about wasting my precious sleep, even though I'm useless."

"Mean"

They threw the pillow at me, so I take it back to where I came from while I take it with my face. I didn't even visit today that day, wondering if I'd throw it in stone statues one of these days.

"So, are you going out?

"Yeah. I'd like to ask you for a little help. I want you to find out what's going on with your wife."

"Do you mean the people of the stars of Yugra? Why again?"

I just got a report today that your client went to Noufsa.

"Dear Hilmera, Dear Hilmera. Even to Prince Noufsa properly, yes."

Where you might be getting your ears up, so I just want you to have the minimum moderation, even if you hate it. Well, there's nothing wrong with this room, but it doesn't necessarily mean it won't cut me loose outside.

"Let me talk as much as I like in this room. I don't even want to think I'm such a big brother."

"My attitude toward politics is only splendid, so I was wondering if I could make that kind of concession."

"It's not just better than Chissante or Yumez"

"Dear Hilmera, Dear Hilmera. So you're saying," Oh, my God... even the people of Yugra's stars are like you. "

"You can use it. He said your brother was okay because he gave you a heartbeat."

If that's the theory, why don't you trust me, Master Washekt? If I was told, I would have goosebumps.

"Well, I don't care."

"I guess."

"But I don't want the educator to tell me about Netineti."

"Tell me. I suppress that sarcasm."

Well, if you want me to argue with Boroxo and make him cry, then what I'm going to sleep on the ground without a roof tomorrow. Though I would identify as firmly as the person selling the fight.

"So, how is your client? Why me again?"

"'Cause if you send someone else in, maybe something that dies. I'm sure your servants will try to find out the princes' secrets. Then Noufsa and the others have decided what to do."

"I die when I die, too."

"I guess. But don't worry, when you die, we're still ahead of you."

I don't want you to judge my time of death on your own. It's not strange when people die, because that's when my life may suddenly run out in the middle of my earlier sleep.

Besides, I had a mission to protect you.

"You don't have to. I'm not gonna get out of here for about three days because I caught a cold."

Master Hilmera is not involved in politics at all, so some cheating is allowed, right? But I had a cold to push people into chores.

"Let's exercise, shall we? Look, you lift that chair over there or something."

"What if your brother comes when you smell like sweat!

"If you're as drowning as Master Washekt, I'll spin a song to compliment you on the smell of sweat."

"I've been given it, and I'm going to die of embarrassment and joy!

I don't think I'm going to die. I want to see that boring look at last.

Master Hilmera's purpose is roughly speculative. But I guess he doesn't realize there's a slight discrepancy between that and this assignment.

Well, perhaps the best reason is that Master Washekt was ordered by King Serende to cooperate with your servant. I don't think it makes sense for Hilmera to intervene if he is so good as to defeat the Demon Clan.

"Then appropriately in contact, in a way that keeps an eye on you?

"Yeah. I'm sure those hands will move. You need to finish it."

"... you mean aim where you showed up"

"Yeah. It'll save you a lot of time looking, won't it? Kill him well."

I'm not too hesitant to kill people either, but Master Hilmera is probably one of them. If the world doesn't know that you just don't understand death correctly, you don't have to worry about it so much... but this one is real. It's a race that can make killing people good by understanding their weight.

"Never go out while I'm gone. Avoid meeting visitors except Master Washekt."

"You don't have to tell me. I know."

Is it true? This princess is pretty messed up with the thought. If you found out that Hilmera caught a cold, would you go out on your own because Mr. Washekt would come to see you every day?

"... rather, it's my destiny to get medical attention, and you haven't kept me away since?

"Sometimes good luck can kill you, don't it?

"Hih."