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

Guard of Princess Hilmera, Moursht. I used to think this person would be my strong type of person because I was pointing my consciousness at this side when I was feeling that sign through the door before... I didn't think I had a strong personality so far.

"So, Sir Ratzel, what development is this?

"That's..."

I briefly explained to Mix and the others who came back from collecting information how it had been so far.

Suddenly he appeared, and in response to Moursht, who imitated him like a confession, he tried to get all kinds of information out of him, but he said, 'Wouldn't that be a good idea after your people got back?' and was flushed.

He conceived only a little and agreed with the words. And until now, he was playing in his world as a leisurely pastime.

"It's Wolfe's turn!... a rogue is attacking a person... approaching from behind the rogue, wearing a 'tarai' and beating him with a 'bag of gold coins'! I'll call the policeman with a 'whistle' on the finish!

"Well, that's unanimous."

"It's an easy combination for you, isn't it? Then I'm next. Uh, you're going to fall on an empty stomach... Break the 'carriage' and bake and eat the horse with the 'sword'! So thanks for everything, I'll use 'Big Stone' to make you a grave!

Three wooden boards with everyday items written at random are handed out, turning one from the mountain where the problem is written apart from it. It seems to be a play exploring ways to solve the problem using handbills handed out.

Sounds fun, but honestly, how do you solve this problem with something like that? and more situations where you can't help but tilt your neck.

"'Me'? Demonic raids, no soldiers...? Grasp the 'useless shield' and 'scissors' and stand up bravely"

"Isn't that harsh? They must be demons, right?

"Here's the third card, in fact, 'The Neighborhood Aunt' was a fighter who was even called a legend in the past. But my aunt was a fellow adventurer. She retired from active duty after she separated from her husband. But this useless broken shield was once used by his husband. Inspired by the way 'I' stood up to her with a shield and courage, her aunt held her fist again."

It's making a lot of setups, but is it there? I don't think I can handle it if I actually do... but I don't think things are going to go so conveniently.

"Uh... I'm starting to feel like I should. Yeah, there is!

"Yes!

Is there one? It still seems like a high-laying game to me. Sounds like a good booze seat to play with.

"Hey, you're all set. Then that's it for fun."

"Are you serious at last?

"The play itself is over. It's time for pure questions from here on out. Moorsht, why are you here to see 'me'?

He sits in the front of Mourscht as he cleans up his play tools. We're already watching him around, and I'm keeping his sword at the stage where he's come up to base. I wouldn't be a bad imitator, but it's still quite strong to be laughing fun in this situation.

"I wanted to play some more... but I had no choice. I said it first, but Master Hilmera told me to keep an eye on you. If you try to uncover the princes' secrets, you will be obstructed as a disturber. But those around you are skilled. [M] Then the princes will have to use powerful handkerchiefs that they don't normally use."

Is that what this is about, taking advantage of the throne?

"Right. The more you stand in the way of the princes, the more my work will be accomplished."

He turned his gaze to Lachra, who was forming behind Moursht. Lachra nodded small and told him she wasn't lying.

"Oh, that's the anti-mezzis technique the princes use, isn't it? It's only unnecessary for a man like me. It's only pointless to fake yourself on purpose. But, well, I guess it means something to the princes."

"Right. So, um..."

"Is love true at first sight to your friend!?

"Hey Mix."

Master Mix blocked his words and asked a question that stepped in at once. Sure it was a surprising statement, but is it like asking so intriguing?

It's not uncommon to have an admiration for the same someone in a knighthood with a lot of men. When I say love at first sight, it's not about romantic feelings.

"It's true. I fell in love purely at first sight. I want to hold you, in a sexual way."

"Ma 'an."

I was surprised, too, to the extent that someone had a strange voice but could not confirm who it was. No, no, he's already said that Moursht is a man.

Isn't that a vision? Is love something made up of same-sex people? I've heard before that homosexuality is not uncommon in his world... mmm.

"Well, which is the offense..."

"Oh Mix, that's more of an expulsion case."

"Hahi."

"Can't you just accept that? I can accept either."

"I'm not going to deny homosexuality per se. Facing each other can be considered in itself. But same-sex or heterosexual, but I don't like the guys who serve in public during the day."

I think the eyes of the purple demon king were swimming, but you'd better not mind there. More than that, Lachra doesn't sign any lies, which means Moursht says it all in earnest.

"Yeah, okay. You like innocent relationships, don't you? Then let's say we deal with it that way. I shall have no evil feelings for you."

"... you know, the last word is a lie..."

"Ahhh. Precise, isn't it, Mezis' secret trick? Fair enough, that means I won't put it on the table."

Thankfully I was able to prove that I wasn't scratching Lachra's eyes. I appreciate it, but how can I feel indescribable like this?

"... that's fine if you'll keep the moderation. Let's change the subject. Ask me straight in, was Princess Hilmera cooperating with Necthar, a Larheit or Demon tribe, ten years ago?

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I can see the people around me breathing, because I'm in the same situation. He did not hesitate to ask Moorsht a question, arguably near Hilmera's side. Even though I find that the technique of spotting Lachra's lies works, I also feel that it lacks some prudence for him.

"It was eight years before I was picked up by Master Hilmera. That's why I don't know, and I'm not even informed. Just... Is it likely enough?

"... you don't deny it"

"More than we all think, no. Master Hilmera's ambitions are not as weak as you think. By the time I was picked up, Master Hilmera was already smart. Two years before that, it could be enough."

I honestly continue to be amazed at what Moursht has said. In response to his statement, in which he doubts the existence of which he must give his life, Moursht affirmed that it could be without hesitation.

Whereas the Lord is in doubt, fine dust has also shown no anger, on the contrary, statements that increase suspicion...... are they less loyal?

"You're not sheltering me."

"There's no point in sheltering with manoeuvres. If that's the case, then I'll simply be your enemy. If not, I'm on your side."

No, you're not. This man's eyes are serious. Mourshut is only going to go down the road across from the Lord, Princess Hilmera. These are the words of those who hold Princess Hilmera not as good or evil, but as an absolute centre.

"... well. So while you're looking into princes other than Princess Hilmera, that means you're on your side, right?

"No, not necessarily"

"Hey."

"The reason is simple. Master Hilmera is not going to inherit the throne. You already know that factor, don't you?

- Prince Washekt.

Mourström grinned satisfactorily at the statement. There's no inferiority there, just a look on his face that says it's purely comfortable talking to him.

"Yes. Master Hilmera wants Master Washekt to inherit the throne. He seems to have given up, but if Hilmera is going to support him, there's still plenty of potential."

"If it threatens Prince Washekt's position, then I'm the enemy of Princess Hilmera."

"More than blaming Hilmera herself, she will surely be seen as an enemy."

Prince Washekt looks the cleanest of the princes so far, so I don't think that's unlikely to happen...

"Right, I got an idea of what's going on over there. Moorsht, you're free to come and go here as long as you don't interfere. I'm just gonna let this information basically lie down."

"I don't mind that. As far as I'm concerned, it's enough to see you. Then I'll stay here. [M] I really wanted to stay a little longer, but people other than you still wouldn't know how you analyzed me, would they?

Mourscht gets up and walks over to this one. I gave him his sword, which I had kept, and peered into his eyes.

I do feel the strength of the will, I'm sure this man will be a pain in the ass if he turns to his enemies. But I'm trying to protect him. Unlike me, I feel something different.

If it's simple power, I'm sure I'll win. Yet I almost doubt that feeling. It's a heterogeneous opponent in that sense.

"You have a pretty face. Can I ask your name?

"Tayz Knights Ragdow, Ilyas-Ratzel."

"Ilias, huh? I felt like you were the closest thing to him... well, yeah. Sounds fine."

"What does that mean?

Mourshut grins uncontrollably. The figure gave the impression more of a girl surrounded by flower gardens than a knight protecting the princess.

"Naturally, it's a law of character as a lover. If you're pathetic, you've seen that I still have my share."

"... well"

I've never been told that word by a man before in my life. I don't boil any remorse or anything, but I can't hide just the feeling of confusion. I'm still not sure.

After Moorsht returned, he moved from Ekdoyk and the others to the task of getting the information together. I also found myself wanting to see what everyone thinks of Mourscht to him and its true intentions.

"Is it like this for the first day? Keep gathering information."

"Oh. By the way, about Moorsht, what do your fellow countrymen think?

Here Ekdoyk stepped in on the Mourshut affair, and the movements of those around him stopped just a little.

"I see they like me with bees. And the play you guys were doing by the time you rendezvous, you could also grasp your general personality. Mourscht is the same as Washekt and has no back table. It's the type of race where thought and action are perfectly linked. Depending on the outcome of Hilmera and Washekt, they'll really be enemies, and unfortunately, I think they'll be able to come and kill me."

Did that play also have such intentions? It may indeed be a useful play to analyze how you act under limited circumstances. That's why I don't think that's the case with the neighbor's aunt.

"Hmm...... Strongly, you felt the same as me, even in a glance. If Ilyas or Wolfe were always on our side, there wouldn't seem to be a problem."

"Right. Well, Hilmera's intentions have been conveyed, so I'll let her go for a while."

"Princess Hilmera's intentions?

"With regard to what Moursht told us about Hilmera's desire to let Washekt succeed to the throne. I guess that's information I decided I could pass on. Hilmera wants me to reveal the secrets of Chissante, Noufsa and Yumez first."

I'm not saying I'll ever be on your side, but if I meet the conditions, I'll make you hostile. If it is true that Moursht's words draw on Princess Hilmera's intentions, I can also say that they are safe unless they act against Princess Hilmera and Prince Washekt.

It is not fragrant to turn to the enemy here as far as Princess Hilmera and Prince Washekt are concerned, beyond what the other princes consider to be blind at this stage. We should not put it behind us in order.

"But if Princess Hilmera or Prince Washekt were black, wouldn't that mean jamming them to suit their thoughts?

"I guess this is a Hilmera bargain. Washekt told me there was only one Hilmera escort. Without that escort, Hilmera wouldn't be able to make a satisfactory outing."

"Do you have the advantage of getting that far to Princess Hilmera?

"Yes, that's what Hilmera is doing for Washekt. If the other princes' secrets come to light, it will also turn out to be a trump card in the contest for succession to the throne."

I see. If Princess Hilmera is to have Prince Washekt inherit the throne, she will need to leave the other princes. The opponent is naturally on the alert as well, in an attempt to expose their trump cards and secrets.

Princess Hilmera cannot turn three princes to her enemies at the same time. If you ignore things poorly, you will also be sparked by Prince Washekt, who is trying to protect her. So you're saying that his presence to take on the animosity of the three princes all in one is very gratifying?

"Is it all to take advantage of the struggle for succession to the throne? If we can get all the information on the assassins targeting our countrymen, the secrets of the princes and all of them, it'll be nothing more in return for Princess Hilmera."

"In the future, Hilmera will fly some sort of order against Moursht to make him leap in. However, I was able to determine that it was available to uncover the princes' secrets. That's why I decided to take Princess Hilmera's offer."

Was he progressing in his judgment after anticipating the thoughts of Princess Hilmera behind it, rather than Moursht, who was in front of him? I guess the way that stepped in the question was also because I felt Princess Hilmera's cooperative attitude.

"And you had a pretty face, didn't you, that guy"

"Right? If you didn't see your throat, you wouldn't know what a man looks like until you naked him, would you?

"As far as I'm concerned, it would have been better if you had been a little clearer."

The reaction of Mix and the others is also very soft. I also feel that there seems to be something wrong with Ekdoik, who was calmly analyzing it.

The reason is simple. Moorsht has no poison. Even I, who was told I was a lover, can't hate that man. I'm not a lover.

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Report what happened to Hilmera today. Master Washekt must have shown his face while I was gone. [M] Master Hilmera was always in a good mood to hear the report.

"Your servant seems to have drawn my intentions. But, Moorsht, suddenly you don't have a confession, do you?

"I'll say that, but I've never seen anyone like that before in my life. Hey, I've never seen that much."

"Uh... right. You were such a hobbyist."

"Yeah, so you like it, too, huh? But it won't happen to him."

"Thank you. I'd love that."

I was born with a strange gift, such as being able to feel the strength of a person's heart. I was already living in an environment where I couldn't say I was decent when I got my mind on it, but I survived by picking the right person to rub off with that power.

It was the strength of a man's heart that was intricately intertwined between kindness, rigour, intensity, adulthood and various elements. It's unique as if each person is a work of art, and I've loved to observe people since I was young.

It was a coincidence that Hilmera-sama picked it up, but Hilmera-sama's heart was beautiful at that time. Losing her most beloved mother, but still crushing her young emotions trying to live for the newly found light, Master Washekt. I felt the beauty of man in his willingness to be weak but strong, in his brittleness, and in his flatulence.

"- Oh, it's really good to see you. I knew what it meant to live to this day."

"How dare you?"

He is timid. I'm afraid of all things. I wonder how violent this world is because it is so magical and fragile flesh.

But there's something I want to protect. I also have no hesitation about my heart being shattered for that reason. But they're not strong enough to live that way.

"Do you remember? About the chick that fell from the nest. That health that was debilitating and about to die, but still trying so hard to get back into the nest. It feels like tightening your chest, and it feels like you've tasted it more violent."

"Even though the chick helped. Remember?

"I forgot. But you used to keep his heart up until now. Normally, it wasn't surprising that it was so broken..."

Yes, his mind, as I saw it, was in a state of miracles. It's no surprise that you're choosing to die from being cut to shreds in your relationships with others, pioneering various events, and, normally, disconnecting the world. Still trying to accept hurting for someone important.

It's impossible to just have a strong heart to keep that state. Was it even such a presence, like replacing a deadly wound on the shoulder? But it was himself who created it, and the load does remain. That's what makes his heart so much stronger.

"You shouldn't talk too much about your preferences. Because they just pull it off."

"Really? Wouldn't a woman be attracted to the weakness of a man? I'm just feeling the beauty of people's hearts."

"You can't deny it there. But you put all your emotions there too much."

It's not that I don't like people with a strong heart. Ilias, who was his escort, her heart was so wide and clearly divided between weak and strong places. When I see a strong heart, I get a sense of security. I'm sure he wants reassurance in such a strong part of Ilias, too.

But the most beautiful thing you can feel as a person is trying to live. The weaker and the more he tries to live, the more he feels the value of life.

"So far it feels like your craving for asylum is stirring up. However, there were quite a few beautiful women around, so the desire for exclusivity is likely to spring soon."

"Hmm, yeah. If you are coarse, I will entrust all the cutting to you, so be solemn at best."

"Do you want to give him a cage?"

"Don't ask me."

"With the image of Hilmera being caged by Master Washekt, please"

"Your brother wouldn't do that! I think so!

It is this subordination that can be unexpectedly similar to each other. I don't care what they do if it comes from someone I really like in the end.

"So in a way that I will continue to go to him in the future?

"Yes, I think you can find evidence of his involvement with the demons."

"... eh, do you have proof? Wouldn't it be quicker to teach that?

It came out polo, but isn't that the information he wants to know the most? Give me that information... Oh, no, you don't. For Master Hilmera, it is not his purpose that counts. It's about him revealing the secrets of the other princes.

"I'm not going to tell you. We already know you've been in contact with your client, and if he suddenly squeezes the target, I'll tell him, won't I? If I am hostile, my brother, who protects me, will be annoyed."

"Well, those princes would notice."

"You just have one concern... It was Larheit who was in contact with him, but he was on the other side."

"Uh, was the other main culprit Necthar of the Demon Nation, and then the Real-Zentry of 'True Eyes'?

I am reading the report once and for all on the events which he resolved in Serende this time. It's the end of the world that a world-renowned adventurer had his hands on the resurrection magic that spawned the Demon King.

"No, not those two. Besides, he didn't die in this riot... and now he's making us chase his footsteps."

"How come again?"

"My brother told me that you and Real are in a truce. They've already made contact and exchanged information, but based on your behavior, they probably haven't heard anything about the person. Isn't it strange that you don't bother to communicate information until you're in contact?

"Simply didn't Real know?

"You can think of that. It was Larheit who made the deal, and the person was just an escort. So I can assume you didn't report it."

If that theory were true, it would be easy for Real to get information out of that person. Just then Real will get the answer. Oh, that's why you're following footsteps. He said he was after mouth sealing before extra tips could be passed on to him.

"Maybe, but who's in charge of mouth sealing..."

"You're the only one, aren't you? My men are there, but their ability to fight is hopeless, except for you."

"I'm not that strong either... you die when you die, right?

"I guess. But don't worry, it's not long before you die."

Is it too much for the fact that one is still missing? Hey, you're dying.