Kuro no Senki (LN)

March 433 of the Empire Calendar - The air in the arena was feverish.

Most importantly, that's a pretty good level compared to the first game.

Compared to the Roy Akbens game, there is as much difference as warm and hot water.

After a name value called Commander of the Kingsguard Knights, his ability to overwhelm Absolute King Gillian, his skills to attract the audience, and several games, he began to carry games that allowed his opponents to show off their strengths to their limits.

If Roy's game is the main event, the morning game is just the front seat.

Vacant seats are noticeable as a sign of low interest.

It's the end of the game, even for those who are talking.

Looking enthusiastically would be as much of a maniac as an athlete's fan.

"Yikes! Ricky!"

Suddenly, the yellow cheer went up.

It's an unusual looking boy who came out into the arena.

Brown's hair is slightly longer and dressed in crude leather armor.

The spear in your hand seems to be quite a piece of cake, but the weapons used in the arena are required to pull the blade, so if you say you don't, you don't.

Boy...... Ricky smiles hauntingly, reluctantly putting up a spear.

Then the yellow cheer went up again.

"Fury! Kill the colored man!

The anger echoes.

The man who appeared in the arena was a man with the appearance of an animal.

Are you shaving or no hair?

He had a brilliant muscle that was lower than Ricky's and wore only a hipster, but just didn't say he needed armor or or anything.

Weapons are supposed to be handmade sticks.

The two stood in the center of the arena and stared at each other.

A bell sounded announcing the start of the game and Fury popped out.

Ricky rolls out a spear letting him pack the distance, but Fury forcefully packs the distance.

"Go! Fury! Raise Ricky to the Blood Festival! Crack your head with a stick! Kick his balls up and castrate him!

……

When Chrono looked next door silently, Verna was tiding her cheeks and fisting out into the void.

"Verna, what have you come to do?

You're supposed to be escorting Master Chrono.

When asked, Verna replied with a grumpy look.

"Come on! Fury! Get bummed, get bummed!

Verna rode herself out of the VIP room and shouted.

I have forgotten my escort assignment and am completely in watch mode.

Chrono sighed deeply and returned to his seat.

"Master Chrono, please"

"Thanks"

Leila pulled the chair quietly and Chrono sat on the chair thanking her.

Nicole sits face-to-face across the small table, and Nege sits in the right-hand seat.

"Hehe, Marquis Elakis. Various things."

"... somehow, I feel like a bad guy"

Chrono shrugged in a laid back mood as he looked sideways at Nicole with a scoundrel grin.

Corner, I have legalized the arena, so I want you to be concerned about your elegant attitude to the extent that you don't buy the garbage from your surroundings.

"Vacant seats stand out, but how's it going?

"You don't have to worry, it's only this afternoon that we're really excited."

Apparently, Nicole doesn't see vacant seats as a problem.

I want to believe his arm, but for once, I should stick a nail in it.

"I'm having trouble being considered lightly because I'm in the front seat?

"You have to deal with your precious gold eggs clutteringly. There's been a lot of trial and error."

Nicole said like a muck.

"Like in the current game?

"It's not funny if they play games like that."

When Chrono asked, Nicole came out and asked if she wanted me to listen.

"Hey, what do you think of Roy?

"What do you say?

"Car! You don't know anything!

Nicole slapped a bang and a fat crotch.

"Roy's a great guy! There's a hua on strong! He deserves an absolute king!

Nicole boomed her fist as she stood up.

My voice has fever.

As an entertainer, I guess you acknowledge Roy's strength as an audience.

"... but"

Lower the tone of your voice and lower your hips to the dodgy chair.

"The absolute king is the crook. Well, you'll be admired, respected, and frightened, but empathy is decidedly lacking."

"... empathy"

"That's right! Empathy!"

As Chrono shrugged, Nicole screamed like she was impressed and spread her arms.

"The arena audience is not elite! Do those people overlap themselves with the elite they were born into? It's not overlapping, is it? Is it fun for the elite to win? It's not fun! The audience sees where ordinary people beat the elite!

"... I know what you're trying to say, but not much dialogue"

This is going to be the entertainment, the concept is going to say gladiators (idols) you can go meet.

I mean, isn't Nicole forgetting that Chrono and Nege are aristocrats?

"... you're going to sell your right to date"

Nicole opened her eyes as surprised as Nege groaned bossly.

Ricky's spear passes the back of his brain.

"Oh, come on, you shouldn't be stupid. I just got paid to deliver the message. I don't know where we're going from here."

"There's going to be some people out there who want to take care of themselves."

When Nage shrugged again, Nicole let her eyes swim over whether such a story was already out there.

"Well, it's nothing good,"

Don't threaten me.

Nicole exhaled in a ho.

"I'm getting harder now. I'm paying my taxes on the first of the month, taking your word for it, and I'm donating it to The Temple, including telling you to cook it out. There's no one in this empire who contributes as much to his country as we do."

I think the major chambers of commerce pay more taxes than the Nicole group, but I wouldn't say this would be a flower.

"What's the kickback on the donation?

"What are you talking about?

Nicole took Nege's gaze directly from the front.

"Don't be too flashy, will you?

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I'll keep it in mind."

Nege's deputy looked a little grumpy.

Maybe he was trying to make a deal instead of shutting up about the fraud.

"By the way, are you okay with getting pulled out of your athletes and getting into business?

That's what we're talking about again.

Nicole sighed heavily.

"I don't think you'll look very good, but for the poor, it's not a bad story. I can pay a lot of money for athletes over the middle. Top notch or you'll have enough money to buy a life."

But that's where I punctuate the words.

"How many guys do you think can get to the top, no, middle class? It's in this world that it's hard work that results don't come with it. Sometimes you lose everything in just one defeat. Then it's not a bad idea to drop out and fit into a rich mistress before breaking her body. Bad news is, I'd recommend you."

"... I see"

Chrono nodded small.

I thought he was just a money-keeper, but he seems to have a love for athletes.

"Even if you're weak, it's easier to collect athletes when you're good at grabbing gold."

"... ruined"

"Dude, I'm not doing charity. If I don't make a profit, I won't be able to continue my business."

Nicole had climbed out and glanced at herself, but she didn't feel much fear.

I think I even got fat. [M]

"Shit, you're going crazy."

Nicole pounded her tongue and leaned against the back of the chair.

It must be a pretty sturdy make.

There is no murmuring noise.

"Ghaaaaaaaa!

Suddenly, Verna screamed.

Fury must have been hit - and Chrono stared at Verna in some whitey mood.

"Fury! Get up, get up! You're a slum hero! You're gonna win for the kids! Stand up!"

"... what setting is it?

As Chrono turned his gaze, Nicole scratched her head in the light.

It's like some masked wrestler.

"It's just a tough side. I'm bored, so I added a touch of humanity."

"Isn't it a good idea to make him do it?

"No, don't get me wrong. It's not a lie that Fury is from Slam, and it's not a lie that he's making a donation. I just used my men to spread the word."

Hey, and Nicole created a space between her thumb and index finger.

"Really just a little bit?

"Oh, uh, we had a little bit of a conversation,"

"You're lying!

"Don't say bad things about people!

When Chrono screamed, Nicole screamed back.

"This is, uh, it's me... he's a performer. Or fantasy?"

The last part was a whispering voice.

It's disgusting when a bald-headed big man does that to you.

"You'll find out."

"Yikes! Stand up! Fury, you're the man in the man! Go, hey, hey! It's reversed from here!

Verna wields her fist as she screams.

"There's something strangely simple about Mr. Verna, isn't there?"

"... pure"

Chrono shrugged as he looked sideways at Nage.

Is it good to call my daughter pure when she tries to steal a purse from a person who is falling down in an alley?

"You can't stick to purity, can you?

"You have to find out, you have to find out"

I'm confused as to whether Nicole's dialogue is with the performance or with Nege's words.

"That said, even if you legalize it, serious battles are for sale. I would never do anything but eight hundred."

"Oh, really?"

Chrono answered powerlessly.

I don't care what you say, you spread the rumors, you spread the story, it's getting better.

"Yikes! Fury wins! Good bet on Fury!

"... you amah"

Chrono clenched his fist.

When I thought I was strangely emotional, I became interested in gambling on the escort mission itself.

"… extend the training period a little longer"

"The foundation has been tapped in. Kind regards, Mr. Verna."

"Thank you."

Nege and his deputy blocked Chrono's words and drowned their heads deeply.

"No, I made money, I made money!

Verna approached with a full smile.

"If you don't have plans, why don't you join us for dinner?

"I'm sorry. After this, Master Krono is going to drop off the recruits."

Layla turned down Nicole's offer in a pale tone.

"Excuse me. I couldn't really do anything to them, so, at least, I wanted to make sure I just dropped them off."

"Oh, well, I don't know what else to do."

Nicole glanced lightly over her shoulder.

"Ah, if you say so, you did. I totally forgot."

Verna's a recruit, too.

"You don't have a choice! I've been busy with you!

As Chrono penetrated, Verna vandalized her voice.

"What, am I supposed to graduate from a recruit training center?

Verna put her arms together and tilted her neck.

I know you were encouraging me to train under Nege, but I want you to take a little more interest in yourself.

"Rest assured. I've arranged the matter with the military department."

Nege's deputy pressed up his glasses.

It seems to have used a method that is not legal, but Chrono also uses a similar method to assign the Shauras to his territory, so he shouldn't point it out.

"Thankyou, sister of glasses! After all, it's different when you have someone solid!

"Hey, sis."

"Am I not firm?"

Nege's deputy only looks a little nasty, and Nege is soggy.

"Time to go"

Chrono sighed and then rose.

The three drove in a carriage to the recruit training station.

Leila is the one holding the reins in your seat, next to Krono, Verna is... sitting there trying to throw both legs out on the carrier.

Chrono looked at Verna over his shoulder and sighed small.

Then Verna came to her gaze as she noticed she was being watched.

"Master Chrono, what can I do for you?

"For what it's worth, work a little more seriously."

"You're working seriously."

Verna assembled Walrus, pointing her lips in dissatisfaction.

"Where is it?

"I'm always on guard. You're doing what you gotta do."

"There's no better way to behave than a superior officer. Read the air, get the air. I'm seriously working. Let me get some air."

Whether it was because I was out of the recruit training center on the way, or because of Nege's poor education, I became a nasty kid.

Now I have to educate you from scratch.

He said he was reading about the air.

"Really?"

"Come on, has Master Chrono forgotten already? I was the first one to realize that Cecily was in love with Chrono."

"We even had a meal, and the verse was taken care of"

Right, Verna bragged her chest out.

But I don't think Cecily was in love with me.

"No, I don't translate. He's not being honest, so he slaps his haters. What's a tundelle?

"Well, that would have been nice."

When Chrono smiled gently, Verna pulled her face apart.

The blood caught my eye and my face grew pale.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Chrono answered briefly.

"I think I'm fucking you, but you're fucking me, right?

"We're having a lot of fun."

Thank you, thank you, and Chrono worshipped Verna.

"Master Chrono, read the air! If you realize you're not in love, don't touch me! Why are you holding your hand?

Verna crawled on all fours, banging and slamming the carrier.

"There was a lot going on in the Parent Corps and the South Side, so we pushed everything we could."

"Oh, my God, you're doing this! I don't know what to look like anymore and meet Cecily!

Verna held her head.

"I think you should smile and see him"

"You bastard! Are you the devil! If I hadn't gotten my hands on it, I'd have laughed at it. What are you thinking!

"Isn't this where you honestly confess with the idea of reversal?

"Hey! If I tell you the truth, Cecily will kill herself!

"It's a tragedy for a party, but from others' point of view, it's often a comedy, isn't it?

"I'm not saying this like some other HR! You're a party, too!

Ah! and Verna scratched her head and rolled the carrier gobbly.

Well, even Cecily understands her position... that she was sent in as a hostage, so I don't think she needs to get sick.

"... Dear Chrono"

"Okay."

Chrono was called by Leila to correct his residence and immediately tilted his neck.

Recruits and wagons line the recruit training center's training ground.

It's not weird this far.

Because he was asking the military service to escort the recruits who would be assigned to his territory.

The problem is number of people.

The Shauras are the only ones assigned to Krono's territory... I thought there were only ten of them, ten times as many.

"There's like a hundred of us?

One hundred and twenty, sir.

Leila just corrected it.

"Are we not being treated like Kingsguard Knights?

Aside from the fact that Chrono has not been recited the title of Ser, he is the top elite in the army when it comes to the Kingsguard Knights.

The manpower wants enough hands out of his throat, but I wonder if one hundred and twenty recruits will be assigned as well.

"Aren't you not a Knights on the paperwork?

"Right. And military uniforms are black."

My men's uniforms have not yet been sent.

I want it properly processed to be treated as a Kingsguard Knights.

"Thirteenth Kingsguard Knights! Salute Captain Chrono!

The recruits followed the orders of the training instructors and saluted Chrono with an undisturbed move.

After all, it is a slightly crumbling salute.

Leila stopped the carriage at the corner of the refinery yard, and Chrono stepped down to the ground freshly.

Move in front of the recruits and pay tribute to the military school planting.

"Fix it!"

When he stopped saluting and glanced at it, the training instructor issued a decree again.

"Training instructors!

"Ha!"

When Chrono called, the training instructor came running over.

"Everyone's a recruit assigned to my territory, no doubt?

"Ha! Definitely!

The training instructor answered by stretching his spine.

"Well done, you've worked out so far. I'd like to thank you personally later."

"I appreciate it!

The training instructor returned to his original position when he saluted.

Courtesy, by the way, is a gratuity for creating an opportunity to speak up to the recruits.

Chrono turned to the recruits.

"... I would like to begin by expressing my compliments on your successful completion of the training process. I got through a lot of rigorous training. I am honored to welcome you as my men. [M] You are members of the Knights of the Thirteenth Kingsguard from today on."

Punish the words and watch the recruits.

Everyone is shining their eyes.

"Everyone has a better chance of dying on the battlefield than becoming a soldier. Death is over. But the souls of those who die for their comrades and ideals are inherited. I want our souls to be eternal in bonding with you, that's all."

"Thirteenth Kingsguard Knights! Salute Captain Chrono!

Once again, the recruits will follow the orders of the training instructors and pay an undisturbed salute.

"Fix it! Come on, get in the carriage! Don't guzzle me if I don't want to scratch my shame in front of Captain Chrono!

The training instructor gave instructions out loud as to whether the tension loosened during the bundle, too, and because of waiting for Chrono's arrival, he could no longer afford the schedule.

"... Leila"

"Yes, Master Chrono"

Chrono takes two bags of silver coins out of the porch and hands them to Leila.

"Give one to the training instructors and the other to your people."

"... Yes"

Chrono shifts his gaze to the squad yard and looks for the Shauras.

Fortunately, the Shauras were quickly found.

"Chaura!"

I called my name out loud and raised my hand.

Then the recruits, who were in a hurry to move, stopped.

It's like time has frozen.

……

When he called in silently, Shaura rushed over with a tense face.

The children sent out of the territory also run away with a beat.

Shaura stopped and looked up at Chrono.

"Only once...... oh, no, I'm sorry I didn't come to see you properly"

I only visited the recruit training center once.

That too could only be spoken of in the form of a lesson for recruits.

I think we should have set aside time to talk to the Shauras because if we gave them the money, they would make it easier for us.

"Regiment!, Ko, Marquis!

Apparently, Chaura can't decide what to call it.

"Chrono's fine."

"Yes! Master Chrono!

Speaking gently so as not to make him nervous, Shaura raised her voice.

The trick was smiling, so I stroke my head.

"I think I'm going to be in Imperial City for a while, but I need you to listen to Mr. Minot's orders and stay well."

"Yes!"

Shaura said with her eyes shining.

When I looked up, the elf boy was looking at Chrono with his eyes shining in anticipation.

Get in the carriage and leave the recruit training center behind.

Is the time around noon?

Out of the blue, it took me a while.

When I exchanged words with the elf boy, the recruits began to line up.

If I had called out, stroked my head, and embraced that it was pathetic to push me back, it would have been such a time.

When I felt my gaze and turned around, I was looking at this one with the eyes that said something about Verna.

"What are those eyes?

"... nothing, I just thought you were nice to recruits"

"That's a thorny way of putting it."

Apparently, I care about Cecily.

"I just did it back?

"There's a way, there's a way."

Verna said with a glance.

"You leave something in your mind that's not good enough for you to do in a way that puts you in the other person's weakness. Isn't that what nobility is all about? I thought Mr. Chrono wasn't like that."

It is a dialogue like some kind of stand-up.

Aside from that, it is decided that there will remain things that are not good to do back in any way.

The once-induced remorse will never go away.

At least I'll never forget Chrono.

Tilia tells me the vessel is small, so it's better than being licked.

"... Master Chrono is"

"Hmm?"

Leila groaned with a potpourri, and Verna turned her gaze to your seat.

"This is who I am."

……

Verna has her mouth open with Pocan.

"No, that's why we do it the way we do it."

"Halfway retaliation is counterproductive. When you do it, you have to do unimaginable damage to your opponent, whether it's physical or mental."

Neither does this mean that Leila pales down Verna's objections.

"Well, that's why."

"Something?

"Nothing. No, nothing."

Verna tried to say it back, but withdrew in defeat of Leila's power.

"Dear Chrono, what will you do after this?

"I think I'll stop by my father's."

As usual, it's time for my adoptive father and Myra to go back to the South Side, but because Chrono is in the Imperial Capital, he seems to be delaying his return this year.

"I have to be filial."

Chrono looked up at the sky.

Connecting the horse to the stables to the front door, my foster father and Myra jumped out in a panic.

"You came all the way over here and you're evil. No, but I'm leaving the house for a while!

"Sorry, I will be away from home now!

"I asked you to stay away! Goodbye!

"... bye, stubborn"

Chrono gently raised his hand and dropped them off.

Nevertheless, I wonder what happened.

"Master Chrono, what do you want to do?

"I'm not leaving my house."

When I walked into the house I had no choice, I heard voices.

It's the cry of a gloomy woman.

Reminds me that Fujiro was staring into a space with nothing.

"... my voice"

Yes, and Layla nods quietly.

"Verna, go ahead"

"Well, good."

Verna doesn't seem to understand one thing right now.

Maybe I didn't hear a woman cry.

Stand in the lead with your neck tilted.

"There may be ghosts, ghosts, ghosts out there, but be careful"

"What?"

Chrono grabbed both of Verna's shoulders as he tried to look back.

"Don't look back."

"Let me look back! What the hell is a ghost?

"A ghost... is a soul array, and it arrays a lot"

"I don't know why because of all the arrows! Before that, I didn't ask for a ghost explanation!

"Yeah, go ahead anyway!

Verna resisted violently, but Chrono is slightly more dominant.

Little by little I get closer to crying.

But unexpectedly, Verna stopped moving.

"Hehe, don't lick me!

"Don't lick me that way, okay?

Chrono activates the engraving, and the luminous traces of pitch-black colour his body like barbarian warfare makeup.

Verna starts moving again.

"My hot, burning soul will never grow again."

"I can't even feel the shards of heat!

"It stinks of trouble to think about your mouth"

"Shit! You're gonna lose!

Have you strengthened your magic, the sparks scatter with bees, and the power of the two antagonizes.

"What do you say, my powers?

"... chip"

I was frustrated with the boulder.

When I was a maid, I wondered how proud I was to win even though I treated her so gently.

After all, I have to teach you how to work up and down here.

"Hey, don't go any further, huh?

"... Phew."

"Gee, ghhh!

When Chrono breathed in his ear, Verna exclaimed.

Poke through a gap out of focus and go down the hallway all at once.

"Ko, this!

Sparks scatter again and Verna stops.

"... Phew."

Again, I breathed in my ear, but now I just sit back and don't move on.

"Oh, you're not ashamed to imitate me like that!

"You just have to win, if you win!

Chrono shouted back to Verna.

"Goddamn it, I'm not gonna lose!

"Well, how far can you stand it?

I breathed in my ears, but Verna just let her body stretch.

It just strengthens your body no matter how many times you try.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, what do you say? Whatever you do, I won't lose."

"My eyes tickle because of lack of acid"

Chrono shook his head.

"... if this happens, we'll have to get our hands on it"

"The back hand?"

Verna rattled her throat with gokuri.

"Rub your chest"

"What are you really thinking! Gih, gih!

When Chrono held him from behind, Verna screamed.

"You'll rub it like this!

"Ya, stop it! I'll kick your ass!"

Chrono and Verna rolled down the hallway to join together.

And stopped in front of the dining room.

I can hear you crying from right around the corner.

When I turned my gaze to the dreaded dining room, a woman was stuck at the table.

Behind it stands a man in uniform-style clothing.

A man with glasses.

An ancient wound is running longitudinally through my lips.

"Ro, Mr. Robert?

"Master Chrono, I'm sorry to disturb you"

That said, man...... Robert, deputy head of the Baron Ekron Territorial Vigilante, pressed up his glasses.

The fact that Robert is here would mean it's Canaan lying on the table and crying.

Canaan wore a black based dress and wore an embroidered bolero.

He's got a muffler wrapped around his neck, but as a coordination, it's one now.

When I woke up my body, something soft touched my palm.

"... why did you rub my chest"

"I didn't rub it."

As I tilted my gaze, Verna stared at me with a bright red face.

"No, I rubbed it! I definitely rubbed it!

"I didn't rub it."

"No, no, you rubbed it, didn't you? Did you see where Master Chrono rubbed my chest?

"... I didn't see it"

"I had cloudy lenses, too."

Leila turned away, Robert said as he removed his glasses and wiped the lens.

"... is there no justice in the world?"

"Don't give up thinking the wild dog bit you."

"I'm not talking about Ten Himself!

Chrono gently tapped Verna's shoulder and sat in the opposite seat of Canaan.

Mucha! and Verna are bumming their legs, but I dare ignore them.

"By the way, what's wrong with Mr. Canaan?

"... because it involves the honor of the lady"

When Robert lay his eyes down awkwardly, Canaan woke up slowly.

My crying eyes are painful.

"... I'll explain it out of my mouth"

Canaan started talking to Pottori, Pottori.

The story itself was lengthy, but in short, he didn't do well in his marriage and he came to tell his adoptive father about his stupidity.

I wonder if it's impossible not to have a good marriage.

He was so aggressive as the head of the vigilante.

It's weirder not to have bad rumors.

karma, running a thousand miles of evil, no door can stand in a man's mouth.

"You didn't have to come all the way to the Empire to talk to someone, did you?

"I came to Empire because I couldn't talk to him."

Canaan said with a voice that echoed from the bottom of the earth.

"What kind of person are you good with?

"If you're not like a mountain monkey, there are no particular conditions..."

Cohon, and Canaan coughed.

"It doesn't matter what you look like. I'll put up with the difference in years until I'm ten. I usually prefer someone who stands up to me, who is the Lord, and sometimes stands on the arrow."

Uh-huh, and Chrono roared.

Neither money nor power will be free, and they will be asked to care, and when something happens, they will stand on the arrow.

Honestly, isn't there rarely a man who wants to get married on this condition?

"I think it's quite compromising, what do you think of Master Chrono?

……

Words don't come out of my gut.

Perhaps, if you speak your opinion, it will be disputed, and if you give your consent, you will be the feather that will accompany the extended stupidity.

I guess my adoptive father and Myra both escaped because they didn't like it.

"I'm sure someone who fits the criteria...... Ha!

When I looked up, Robert was shaking his head in small pieces.

Chrono fits Canaan's terms, too.

Baron Crawford and Baron Ekron are adjacent, so it is not impossible to go through marriage either.

Instead, wouldn't that be more convenient for Canaan?

We should change the subject here, even if we can't.

"... you look great in that muffler"

"Is this the muffler?

Canaan strokes the muffler with a worrying look.

Chrono soon realized his failure.

Because he looked like Robert chewed up a bitter bug.

"This is from Count Cairon, whom I met today."

"What is it!

Unexpectedly rises from the chair.

"Master Chrono knows that Count Cairon has someone in mind."

"... yeah, well"

Chrono clouded his words.

"Um, you know, I don't think Rio fits the criteria?

"Yeah, I know my personality doesn't match"

Instead of catching up with each other, the balls are a good place to aim.

Why don't you say something and I'm not going to compromise?

"Does that muffler mean I'm sorry?

"Yes, I heard you processed the wool you imported from the Kingdom of Holy Argo in your own territory"

Is it Tilia? and Chrono tilted his inner neck.

"... if we don't decide who to marry as we are, the Baron Ekron family will be cut off"

"That's not true."

"Huh?"

When Chrono responded instantly, Canaan opened his eyes to his surprise.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, is your sister, you know, that pregnancy?

"Guess it's only a matter of time"

You were relieved that you hadn't been crossed ahead, Canaan stroked his chest down.

"Sir, can I fry incense tea if you don't mind?

"You're changing so fast"

Robert softened his expression and gently clasped his shoulders.

An attitude that made me feel teary, but my eyes were serious themselves.

"If you don't have someone, why don't you just marry Mr. Robert?

"With Robert?

Canaan looked back and stared at Robert with a worthy eye.

Not bad.

Seems to convey that feeling.

"I'm sorry, but I have a fiancée."

As Robert pressed up his glasses, the lens sparkled a cold glow to indicate his willingness to reject.

"Yes, when?"

'Cause I'm from Baron Ekron territory.'

The origin is solid, and you must be a magician of the "Mother God who makes loess and conducts abundance".

"We hope to have a ceremony in the course of the year"

"Shh, I bless you"

Canaan stuck to his desk with no strength.

The shock is immeasurable when you find out that the person you thought was your kind was standing around well.

"Should I give up my marriage?

"What do you think?

When Chrono inquired, Canaan pointed his lips dissatisfied.

Positive statements and cheap comfort should be cautious.

That's how the survey, sharpened by numerous battles, whispers.

Leila opened her mouth when we both came home early and prayed.

"Master Chrono, it seems someone is here."

"Can I ask for it?"

"Absolutely."

Layla walked out of the dining room and I heard voices.

Nice timing.

If it works out, maybe we can get Canaan to go home.

"Hey, I'm here to see Chrono."

"... Count Cairon"

Oh, God. You are really fucked up.

Chrono opened the mansion door to fall in.

Heavy as if the cape had turned into lead.

I'd like to get rid of it, but I can't treat a gift from my adoptive father badly.

"... tired"

Stop in the middle of the entrance hall and exhale deeply.

A few hours before my adoptive father and Myra came back was hell.

It should be pretty awkward to be present with someone you thought about in common sense and refused to socialize with.

If your girlfriend is with you, it's all the more upsetting.

But some people in the world are not trapped by the boundaries of common sense.

It is Count Rio Cairon.

Rio repeated his remarks about being in a lover's relationship with Chrono and continued to behave in a thought-provoking manner.

It seems Rio is the place to poke at a critical line that can be deluded.

"Good day, Master Chrono"

"I'm really tired."

Chrono took off his cape and offered it, Leila received the cape and hung it on her arm.

"You think I misled you?

"I'm pretty sure they were suspicious"

"Right"

Chrono drooled his head in dismay.

"All you have to do is expect Robert to follow up. But how could Rio do that?

"Doesn't Count Cairon want to be treated as a lover?

"We're dealing with it, right?

"I don't think that's what Master Chrono is thinking"

It was answered instantly.

Plus, with a true face.

"It's the world that flirts in public."

"The world body, is it"

Layla frowned slightly.

"Tell me something, because Rio is from a famous family. I'm sorry to hear you say that because of me, or I'd like to avoid it if I could."

"... Dear Chrono"

Leila happily broke her mouth.

Chrono scratches his head and heads to the stairs.

The purpose is not upstairs, but underground.

"Can't you go back to your room?

"I need to snow him out before I do."

When you open the door on the side of the stairs, there is a staircase that leads to the basement.

Lighting magic items are installed on the wall, but their life expectancy is near, and their light is weak.

Chrono poked his hand at the wall and slowly went down the stairs.

Down the stairs. There's a horizontal space there.

On one side of the wall, the doors are arranged at equal intervals, and in front of the deepest door, the watchman beast stands with the spear in one hand.

"Good day, will you open the door?

'Ha!' (ha!

The beast man unlocked the door when he saluted Chrono.

A lighting magic item illuminates a snow holding a knee on the bed.

You noticed this way, Snow looked up.

"Master Chrono, you can't come!

When he entered the room, Snow turned his face bright red and shouted.

"Snow, that's not how you talk to your superiors"

"Because I haven't had a bath since I got here! And the bathroom..."

When Layla said in a quiet, then strangely compelling voice, Snow looked down embarrassed.

You're worried about the reaction, I'm turning a glimpse.

"... ho"

When Chrono stared at the pot in the corner of the room, Snow gave him a crying look now.

Apparently, stirring up shame is more effective than freedom or dietary restrictions.

"Oh, my God."

"If you don't feel the pain, you won't be punished."

Uh-oh, and Snow pointed his lips as if he were obstinate.

I guess I'm not disputing it because I'm aware of the lightness of the punishment imposed on me.

"There was some trouble with me in this case, and I didn't do any harm to the average person, so I did it with a light punishment. Don't ever get me wrong there."

"... sorry"

Snow nodded with a strange face.

"Crime incidence in the Twelve Neighborhoods is decreasing, as is crime incidence in the New Towns. The operation and cooking out of the Sanitary Home by securing new financial resources…"

"I don't mind that much. And then let's say we read the report."

When Alcor blocked the words, Count Pisce gave a look as if he had appeased.

"Now if you'll excuse me."

"You should go home today and get some rest"

Count Pisce walked out of the office with all due respect.

I wondered what would happen at one time, but I seem to have regained a lot of room.

"... but how long will it last"

Alcor took the plea.

That's an appeal for a change of Ninth Kingsguard Knights serving as security in the castle.

It seems like a natural accomplishment given Count Cairon's words and deeds, but if you look at the names that accompany the plea, you can tell it's the work of the Alfortists.

Daikanya, you think that eliminating Count Cairon will allow you to move freely around the castle.

I can't laugh off target effort.

The resistance will always gain momentum if the Alfortian nobility moves freely around the castle.

Alfort will be emperor at their behest, Alcor will be deposed of his prime minister, and the personnel of each station will be renewed.

And the Empire falls into chaos.

We can't stop that flow.

Even if it could be pressed off, it would be pressed off sooner or later.

Alcor sighed and leaned against his back.

It's old.

Her strength and strength are diminishing to an unparalleled degree compared to when she was younger.

I vowed to dedicate my life to the Empire, and I have lived that way, but the thought springs up that I should have formed a child when I was aware of the time left to me.

"... although Empress Astrea's influence is shredded"

The goddess in charge was too bad.

"No, you rely too much on His Majesty's glory."

Self-derision is bitter.

Reform and reconstruction were pushed without being bothered by the rebel forces because they had gained full confidence, but on the other hand many nobles should have been dissatisfied that they had not benefited.

The current situation can also be considered recoil in which Alcor was heavily applied.

Then should we have waged a muddy power struggle?

That's impossible.

The empire was exhausted by civil unrest back then.

If I hadn't wielded power, I would have perished.

Alcor closed his eyes as long as he had to eliminate it.

If Empress Tilia succeeds to the throne, she will strengthen Empress Astrea's influence, but if Alfort is not eliminated, the fools will tear the country apart.

The problem is how to get rid of Alfort.

Not in an assassination.

If we don't get rid of the surroundings, we'll leave the roots behind.

The methods are limited.

It's a way to spit, but if that's the only way, you don't have to hesitate.