It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

Now I'm headed somewhere with Safina. Somewhere, it's the 'Larios' talking room.

(The purpose is simple, because I'm going to see the prince… I still want to know what happened to the sword that came out of this previous story! And if you don't make any progress anyway, you'll have no future for my exams)

I was on the right track and ready to go to my destination. Finally, Safina followed me to say that I didn't know where the bickering room was, even though it had nothing to do with it.

(Oh, I'm blessed to be a friend... but I haven't told Safina who I'm going to see, so if I see the prince, she might fall...)

Why did the nervousness of meeting a prince make my stomach ache? It just means that if the sword is royal, you should ask the royal family, fortunately I have a twat in that royal family.

(I wanted to use this card as a last resort... but I didn't want to spend too much time on it... you don't have a choice)

Walking down the hallway, there have been a lot of people dressed a little differently than us, somewhat commonly.

By the way, my outfit has been asking a dedicated tailor to make a uniform that was in Japan in my previous life. After all, I came to school, so wearing a uniform as a Japanese was kind of a longing for me.

Woven in white and black on the fabric, the blazer-type uniform is patched with the Aldrian school seal and the Solos crest, so even from the edge, "I am a student of the Aldrian school and belong to Solos," he says all the time. So when I knew from my identity that I was a solo male person, the La Lios people kept their distance and began to see how things were going.

But I was reminded of one thing when I came to school floating in this uniform. That was the fact that uniforms were worn by everyone. If I'm the only one wearing it, it's not a uniform, it's just a fashion.

(This doesn't really boil down to coming to school in uniform, does it?)

In the meantime, I was so intrigued by the safina lying next to me that I'm supposed to have a matching uniform for you later.

(Huffle... how long will you make sure it spreads to all the solos)

And so on, while plotting a Solos uniformization plan, I can make it to the room where there are many of them, and my nervousness rises when I get to the talking room.

(I'm sure if it was Japan... it would be like being in another class for the first time, this is... oh, there's a student in a seat near the door on the way back.

"Hey, Mr. OO is using it for XX!

"Oh, what the fuck, you popular bastard, Hugh Hugh"

"Stop it, I'm embarrassed! Mr. O O, shall we talk in the hallway?

You expand like... CA ~ *)

In my previous life, I was unable to taste such sweet and sour feelings. On the other hand, my stomach hurts because of the tension that XX is a prince. Because I am in such a state, of course when it came to safina less mentally than I am, I had a less nervous, more puking face.

"You don't have to, I'll just go from here."

The rest pale. I give out a help ship, but she shakes her head sideways with a boom.

"It's... harder to be alone here..."

(Right ~... I'd cry if they left me alone in AWAY like this too)

Once I took a deep breath and peeked inside the talking room, it was much the same structure as the talking room we were using, often without surprise. The people in the room are also standing at the entrance. Once they show interest in us and look at this one, but when they find out that I'm a solo person in my own right, they leave me there.

(Shit... I don't have a seat of my own, so it's not like I'm going after you. Well, I guess I'll have to find it myself... but I'm nervous... where is the prince?

In an effort to get away from here, I was able to look for the prince with my eyes and find him unexpectedly quickly.

(Why? Especially since there was a crowd of ladies.)

As I approached that table surrounded by several men and women, a warm prince at its centre was in the midst of some pleasant conversation.

(I don't know about class... politics, hard words flying around, I don't know what to do)

The prince not only speaks unilaterally, but also hears the opinions of those around him, and absorbs it and makes the story even more exciting. They also talk in a way that they are not too reluctant to say that the other person is a prince again, but that look was clearly a face that respected him. And the prince seemed very riddled and entertained. The ladies watching are so lukewarm.

(Something... Sorry to interrupt...)

As I stand on the spot trying to wait until the end of the conversation, the Prince Fu realizes our presence. Instead, my gaze fitted his gaze as he looked around from time to time.

"I'm sorry. Looks like a dear friend's been visiting. I'll let you talk to him."

To his unyielding smile who said so, no one can appreciate it, even the students who were about to say something shut up and each takes a seat and starts to leave the scene.

(Um, hey... I'm afraid of the sight of the ladies...)

I can clearly see the departing warrants staring at you, but I dare not look at you.

(Speaking of which, Safina hasn't said anything since just now, but what happened?

Knowing it was the prince approaching us, I thought I was going to panic, but Safina kept standing on the spot with my sleeve grabbed.

(When did the mental get stronger? As much as I'm jealous... right?

Like a ho? When I see her chilling in an indescribable mood, isn't Safina fainting while standing?

(Sorry! He wasn't getting any stronger! Instead, you were already over the tolerance. Huh!

"Sa, safina ah! No, no, no, no!

I grabbed her shoulder and wobbled with Gwang Wang, but she was made to be powerless like a doll but stayed and just wobbled her neck.

"... anemia? That's tough, you should just leave it there and put it on the couch."

(No, this kid couldn't stand the extreme nervousness of meeting a prince, he just threw his consciousness out of reality... you just can't say)

The men who were around me clouding my tea in vague replies go in to help us and the prince to carry Safina to the couch. I watched it as I got a little worried, and at the edge of my gaze I could see the prince looking at this one and smiling.

"What is it? Master Rayforth?"

"No, I'm dressed like I don't see much. I always thought so."

I'll take a look at the Japanese school uniform I let myself make. Indeed, it is more original than those around it.

"I designed it and made it... is it weird?

Spread my arms slightly and I kept looking at my clothes. There was a time in my previous life when I looked like this and did cartoons, cartoon modeling, etc. in the hospital room, so I reproduced the uniform I drew at that time as much as possible in this world, but it still made me feel a little fancy for the cartoon elements included?

"No, not at all. The design is a mix of spicy and cute… it looks great on you, it's lovely."

"Dear Rayforth... is that also the sale of His Majesty the King?

"Oops. No one's pointed me out lately... accidentally... hahahaha"

In response to me pointing out half-eyed in the joke, the Prince laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha And at the same time, I don't feel like some kind of negative gaze from far-winder is going to pierce my back.

With a smile the prince sat across the street from the couch where Safina was put to sleep, so I lay down next to Safina after seeing it through.

"So what can I do for you? I guess it's just too important for Miss Mary to come all the way here."

(... its some kind of anticipating glance, very dazzling, prince... too dazzling for me to have come as far as I wanted with my personal lust)

Out of hindsight, which is betraying the prince's expectations, I gently took my gaze off him, and decided to tell him only what to do.

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"Eternal Sword... Uh-huh... I've never heard that before."

I was surprised by the Prince's response after we talked about the matter. Eyebrow spit, but the theory that the king had made him make by naming his country and the theory that the princess had made of God, many things, but in the end, it was certain that the royal family was involved. And yet, what do you mean you've never heard of it?

"Miss Mary, Magilka, and the rest of us told me that if something serious had happened, it would be odd that it hadn't been passed down as a legacy..."

"What do you mean? Does that mean all the stories I got were fantasies?

"I don't know... it seems true that I let blacksmiths from all over the country convene, so I guess I should thread it there... sure, it might be my hand to ask because the royal blacksmiths were Dwarves"

(Oh, royalty... that's an amazing title! And I can't believe it's a dwarf! I'd really like to see you)

You were excited that I was so brilliant and excited, and the prince looked at me and laughed softly, and said something outrageous.

"Well, why don't you come with me on my next holiday? I think we'll be there soon, because we're in the king's city."

Together we probably meant all the usual members, but in that misleading rhetoric, the negative aura from the far-winder that pierces me swells up half the time, and I sweat cold, laughing hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, but I wondered if you could make these gaze attacks go away with invalid skills too ~ truly.