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

"Tsudhari, Morali, thank you for reporting. Hmm...... Has Chisante and Yumez fallen off? From what I can tell, he was forced to evoke another position."

In the room where Archreal was put to sleep, Master Ritial was listening to me and Morali's report. Master Ritial, who decided for a while that he would follow through on the situation, had ordered me and Morali to monitor him inside Serende.

The sudden collapse of houses throughout the city, as well as the fire, were cut off, taking the form of scandals around Prince Chissante and Princess Yumies spreading throughout the country. It would not have been strange if the work had been carried out at the hands of the princes to prevent such rumours from spreading... it would have been possible to conceive of a leap of the people of Yugra's stars.

"How do you like it, Dear Real? We could step in a little bit more and investigate..."

"It's only detrimental to me that you guys get involved unnecessarily, so you don't have to. This report alone gives us an idea of everything that's going on in the country."

I don't mean to be such a jerk, but I don't feel bad for being taken care of.... even if it's not as good as Morali, who can blush like this.

"Deja Successive Kiki, Step Into Manai Degree (D) Surveillance Successive Kel-Shaped De?

I opened my mouth because Morali bit my little happiness and wasn't trying to open it, but her grumpy gaze can be directed at me. I can't seem to allow you to take away the opportunity to have a conversation with Lady Real, but if so, I'd like you to move on.

"I'm passive, but I wouldn't mind that. It's an opportunity to sell him a favor, but it's not the time to take risks."

"Ugh..."

Squeezed out his voice like a groan was an unconscious arcreal until just now. The other day my body started showing more reactions and Master Real said it might be time to get up......

"I guess I woke up, Archreal"

"... how many days have I been asleep?

Seven days is over.

"Wow... the field... I guess it's not working... damn..."

I suppose I should say it seems...... you've been wandering the frontier of life and death, how about waking up and the first thing you care about is Hatake?

"Yasteto will take care of your field. I'm supposed to keep an eye out for other assassins who might show up."

"Seriously, kiss Yasteto later"

"I don't know if I can avenge my gratitude. So I woke up quick, but I need to ask you something. Do you remember coming into contact with Serende's royalty with Larheit back in the day?

Though it seems careless, I guess it conveys that Master Riyal is eager for that information. Archreal spins his words with his eyes closed, remembering his past memories.

"... Only once, you've met someone with him when he asked you to escort him. Among the less popular taverns...... he's a disappointing and dahahahahaha laughing kind of guy"

"Do you remember what Prince Chissante was talking about?

"No, not really. I remember the purpose of procuring supplies... but I did show the crystals."

The crystal reminds me of a crystal for communication that I took from Judaism. Neighbouring country technology is good for negotiating material against those who carry Serende's future. If Larheit was frequently diving into the mezzis, it's no wonder he's tickled aside from what we use.

"I saw the whole thing...... Now, what's the matter?"

"Oh, yeah, the one who attacked me, but he's a prettier man than the woman around him, and he's something like Mourshut. He's definitely a dropper."

The name matches the person who examined Morali's sightings on the matter. It has been found to be the escort of Princess Hilmera, but Master Ritial had stabbed her nail to the point that it was dangerous to come close to the kind of opponent who would defeat Archreal.

"How did it feel to fight?

"What do I say when I lose, but you're weaker than me. It's just... I've never seen a guy that wouldn't collapse if I slashed him."

"Doesn't it collapse...? You should avoid fighting that man. Morali, Tsudhari, the course of action was decided. Let's just say we move too."

"Yes! I'll follow you everywhere!

Master Ritial will move as soon as he decides on the policy, I guess that's because he reads that something will happen in Serende soon enough. There is no doubt there... then what about the people of Yugra's stars?

"That, what about me?

"... Injured (c) Rest Nishitheoke"

"Wow, that's unusual that Tsudhari is kind or something. Are you in love? Oh, even a joke, don't pull your weapon out silently!

Speaking of which, is Hark Doc's injury about to be healed, given that he might again be impotent like he was when I... what is it when I think about it? It's not good for boulders to only hit one knife thrown at this distance. Let's not think about anything extra.

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It was the unusual carelessness of the body that I felt at the same time as my consciousness returned. I remember when I was young and I was drugged to cure the cold and I was confused, my current condition is very similar to that of then.

Is this what happens while you're concerned about your health, no, no. This is obviously weird. I feel uncomfortable around my body in the first place.

"-!?

"Good morning, brother. I have used a slightly stronger sleeping pill, is your body okay?

Even with my judgment back, it took me a while to understand the situation. The hands are fitted with shackles and the feet are chained to the wall.

Where are we? My body seemed to have been put to bed, but not jailed. It is a small private room, surrounded by familiar stone statues over and over.

Yes, this is a gift to Hilmera, who was watching my wake now in front of me. Hilmera is the same as usual, she remains a calm look... but in this situation I even feel creepy about the lack of change.

"... what does this mean, Hilmera"

"It's to protect your brother. I'm sure I didn't expect you to be honest with me when I talked to you, so I imitated it a little rough. But you're too careless, brother. I can't believe I didn't leave a single guard around me... I know it's something you're working on so that I can see your brother at any time, but isn't this just going to give the other princes a gap to get into?"

It doesn't explain why, but I could understand that Hilmera used sleeping pills to abduct me into this room. It's not like I don't have a clue why my sister would go into this kind of behavior...

"Wouldn't you tell me why, Hilmera"

"To make your brother king of this Serende, of course. Because it's no longer possible in a normal way than your father chose Noufsa as his next king."

"... are you going to kill your father and Brother Noofsa"

"Isn't that enough? Your brother will not seek the throne as long as he is kind in heart, may be taken or taken... If only everyone could ask for your brother and not think about taking his place."

Even though Hilmera's words can feel thoughts, they are not accompanied by reason. A regular girlfriend should be able to save herself from speaking only of her ideals right now.

Hilmera is insane right now. I guess he's so cornered that he runs away to short-circuited thinking and decides it's right to go on an outrage.

"Hilmera, listen to me. People learn while gaining experience, each living for the best path. It's not that easy to change what people do. Even if you kill a royal family other than me, they will choose a new king instead of welcoming me as king"

I have already come down from the contest to compete for the throne, I do not deserve to be king, and the people understand that. That's why I've never been targeted for my life by another prince, and I've been able to live longer.

If I succeed to the throne instead of Brother Noufsa, the people will not be convinced that the country will turn into a more dangerous form.

"... right. Your brother abandoned his credibility from the people. That's how I tried to protect myself and your brother. I don't think you're convinced that I killed Noufsa or your father."

Funny, we're having a conversation. Hilmera understands my story. How can you see things so calmly while you imitate them like you abduct me?

I have a bad feeling. Wouldn't Hilmera stay calm for a moment? Are you staying calm and deciding that this is the best thing to do?

"If so -"

"So you just have to rule, brother"

"What... are you saying?

"There is no point in asking about the complexion of the people. You don't need to muster support. Your brother is worthy of a king, but he is not worthy, but you have to make him talk nonsense."

"Does that mean we can obey with force? That's who I am and who you are."

There were no more words of denial. Because I saw Hilmera's face and was convinced. She has the art of dominating this Serende with force. He said that because he has that power, he imitates it like this.

Hilmera, who has no influence over soldiers, tries to dominate this country with force against her opponents. I came up with one possibility, and it tied me to the fact that it was creating this situation.

"Brother Washekt. I will never let your brother's hands get dirty. Just wait a little longer in this room. Then I can give you my country."

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Master Hilmera, who came out of the door, closed the door strongly as if to block Master Washekt's words and locked it intact. That look was just a little cloudy, but that would just be a self-blame for locking up my dear brother.

"We need to get it done as soon as possible...... something that can't keep your brother locked up in such a narrow place for days. Moorsht, follow me."

If you think you've been summoned all of a sudden, what you've been shown is Master Washekt being caught. And I heard it through the door. Incredible story. But as usual, Master Hilmera travels to the treasure trove in a flat state.

Lady Hilmera pulled the clasp when she wondered if she had removed the painting of Lady Washekt, which was decorated in the treasure trove. Then the wall broke and the staircase leading to the basement appeared.

I tried to tap lightly to see if there was a place like this, but even I could read the air enough to weigh it myself.

At the end of the journey down the stairs is affixed a junction that a person can barely pass, and as soon as he dives there a strong deathly odor pierces the back of his nose. This is not for one or two people, nor to the extent that they were left alone for two days a day.

Ahead there was a room, and when Master Hilmera passed magic through the demon stone, the view of the room was blurred out.

There were countless bodies there. Will there be dozens of people in terms of numbers, some fresh corpses, some rotten and full of bones?

If you look closely, you'll see the body of the face you found out about. Deacon supposedly quit his job before and left the castle, or guard soldier. Oh, this maid said hello to me yesterday.

"You're less surprised than I thought."

"I'm a little surprised. This maid of honor, she was a serious, good girl, but what's her crude phase?

"Pawn of Noufsa. He was monitoring my trends and he was blind, so he let me use him as a pawn instead."

"... What's your arm cut off?

"Because I used it to carry your brother to that room. I touched your brother when I was a maid, so that's for sure."

When I reacted to the topic of Washekt's ruins before, Washekt grabbed my shoulders, but would that reasoning determine my shoulders as well? Let's not say it.

"Hih... what is that? Someone like that kidnapped Master Washekt..."

Evacuate. Evacuate.

"I don't expect to help evacuate Master Washekt."

"These are the ones."

Master Hilmera pulled a book out of the bookshelf that was placed in the corner of the room. It's a book that has been read over and over and worn out, with lots of sticky notes on it.

Open the page in it, and Master Hilmera exercises her magic. Then the body of the maid, who should have been dead, starts to move pickly, and the cut off arm plays warped.

"Necromancer...... is it contraindicated magic that destroyed Spine? How dare you..."

"I've been seriously proficient for about a decade, but you're not stable unless you mediate a book describing construction. Still, I was able to elevate what Larheit taught me to a certain level of self-style.... I guess I'll have to cut my arm again later."

I couldn't help but sigh at the attitude of not even trying to hide the fine dust. Since before she picked me up, this princess has been proficient in this supposedly outrageous magic and seems to have been the collaborator of the demon clan he was looking for. You learn to manipulate the dead from around the age of four, and so on.

"What are you going to do by showing me this?

"I'm going to use this power to rule Serende. The others are going to get involved without question, but you're the only one I'll let choose. Fall together as my knights or leave this country by deciding to see nothing. You can choose who you like."

"... you didn't think I'd tell him about it, did you?

"You don't, do you?"

What about that? If Master Hilmera tries to rule Serende using necromancy, a large number of humans will surely die. He's not someone you can look at and pretend you don't. That's what makes it a later threat, so it's bound to try to thwart Hilmera-like's purpose.

If you report this to him, you might be thankful to him...... it's a really fascinating future. It's just... um, when people actually ask me if I will... maybe I won't.

"You're halfway to Hilmera-like if you want me to make a decision."

"'Cause if you follow me, you'll be your enemy. I'll let you choose whether or not to turn the one you love against your enemy."

The right answer for me is a path that neither he nor Master Hilmera will betray. That will surely get you both to accept it after things are done.

I remember the last time I saw him. He was faking himself as something else to behave as an impersonator, respecting the hearts of men and trying to be a person. It's definitely one of his flanks.

Even with such a distorted appearance, he spared me a goodbye. I was just going to be happy with that. [M] I was trying not to think about what would happen to him before that.

Yeah, but this option is making me greedy. I was pretending not to realize hard that I shouldn't think, that I shouldn't choose.

Was my reason so fragile that I could easily sway with excuses, escape routes, pretexts, great names, such things?

"- Fine. I'm the knight of Hilmera, so let's stay on your side until the end."

"... I knew you and I were different. Something that is both full of madness but whose fundamental wish is the opposite."

Lady Hilmera, who saw my face, laughed only a little lonely. I didn't know what that meant, but I thought if we were going to fall together, we'd at least want to laugh at each other.