Legend

in a room that was a stuffing block for the knights. The answer was already obvious if we saw that there was a door in that room other than the one where we came in, and when the knight was asked where Merclio was, it was reflexive, but we turned our gaze to you.

"Cyans."

"Yes."

With just that short word, he draws on his boss's intentions and waves his knife down to the knight's neck muscle, which he still remained conscious of.

Ciance, who turned his contempt gaze only for a moment on the knight who had lost his mind as it was, heads under his boss, who was waiting in front of the door.

Is the cause of the contempt's gaze still from the content of the conversation you heard before entering this room?

That's the same with the other men that Theorem brought in, tying up the knight who passed out laughing with his nose.

The knight who had lost consciousness first had also already been tied up his hands and feet and left unable to move even if he regained consciousness.

It hasn't taken two minutes since we entered the room, and the repression of the two knights is completed with amazing arrangements.

That's how they all gather under Theorem in front of the door... and hand the key that the knight who passed out had to Theorem.

You won't even have to think about what the key is.

"... hmm?

Theorem, who received the key, turns his gaze toward the door where they came in.

The only person who could understand the meaning of the act was Ciance, who nodded back small.

"You rocked"

"Do you think it was Master Vihella's work?

"Probably.... no, definitely"

"Then there is no doubt that the other one is making a lot of noise? Then maybe someone will show their face over here to make sure. Should we hurry up a little?"

Everyone nods at the words out of Theorem's mouth, and one of his men opens his mouth.

"Dear Theorem, me and this guy are waiting here just in case. If someone comes to see how it goes, they'll need someone to deal with it."

"Huh? Me too? No, well, fine."

The man who was suddenly told to stay on the scene nodded quickly, even as he was perplexed for a moment.

Because it was true that we needed to secure this place.

Sometimes helping Merclio, who is under house arrest at the corner, doesn't mean he can't be ambushed by a large number of knights and soldiers the minute he gets out of the room.

Theorem, who understood it, nods and opens his mouth.

"Please, I'll leave this to you until His Highness Merclio comes out."

'Yes!'

Having both confirmed that they would raise their voices of recognition, Theorem leaves the two knights on the spot to follow Ciance, and puts the keys that the knights who were on the spot had into the keyhole of the door.

The sound of a key being unlocked along with the sound of a chip.

And the door was opened... what came into my eyes was a room to house arrest my own master... not a passage.

At the end of that passage I can see that the door is installed again.

(I see, to prevent escape)

Somehow we understand the purpose of this passage and Theorem's face is distorted in an unpleasant way.

Because I realized my Lord was trapped.

But if you think there is a Lord who will soon be heartbroken at the end of this aisle, you can tolerate the unpleasance as well.

We decide that, and we take Ciance, Cuken, and the rest of our men down the aisle.

This one was still locked on the door at its end, which went about a minute.

Luckily, he unlocked it without struggling to open it with the same key... Theorem looked at Ciance silently and reached for the door when he nodded small at each other...

"Oh, if you think it's early enough for a meal... is it Theorem?

In the room that opened that door, a man who looked like a late teenager or early twenties reading a book while sitting on the couch tells him so with his face up.

Very similar to Vihera, just in terms of facial appearance and hair color. I guess it's natural because I'm a sister-in-law with the same stomach about it, but I had a completely different impression.

The person in front of you has a mild impression of Vihera, who has a gorgeous and aggressive impression.

To a moving vihella, like a quiet Merclio.

There was a deep light of intelligence in his eyes, his gaze toward Theorem, who was looking at himself with small signs of laughter.

It would be inaccurate to describe it this way to Merclio, the prince, but such a flower as would be disputed by the other flowers against Vihera, the rose of the great wheel, which would then never diminish its presence.

"His Highness Merclio......"

Seeing the figure, Theorem could not utter any more words.

Undoubtedly, the person in front of me said he wanted to see me... because he was the one who swore to be loyal.

"Apparently, you've had a hard time."

"No.... Your Highness is safe and above all"

"In my case, because I was able to take my reading time so slowly, even if I was under house arrest. You can tell me you're rested. More than that, you guys would've been in a lot of trouble because of what I was doing, wouldn't you?

"If Your Highness is safe, it's not even a struggle of this magnitude"

A time of serenity that I don't think is taking place deep in the enemy land.

But for the first time in a long time, there was a voice to interrupt the Lord's time.

"My lord Merclio, Dear Theorem, I'm sorry, but there's no reason to keep this up forever. Now, first of all, I was wondering if it was a prerequisite to take this place off."

I guess you returned to me for that word of Cyans. Theorem nods cyanically and opens his mouth.

"His Highness Merclio, Lady Vihella is currently rampaging for a positive move. We haven't got eyes on this one yet, so let's get out of the castle early."

"... my sister?

I guess the words out of Theorem's mouth were somewhat unexpected. Merclio's eyes open up incredibly wide from the way he's been.

"My sister must have left the country..."

"Yes, I thought you were on your own, but I'm here to help your Highness."

"... well, did I involve my sister? It's good to keep decaying here. That's what I thought."

"Your Highness."

To the words of Merclio, Theorem utters words that he blames in unexpected ways.

But before Theorem could say anything more, Merclio nodded.

"I know. But I just figured if I was here, I wouldn't have to think about fighting with my family.... Okay, let's go."

Whimpering, Merclio rises from the couch where he was sitting.

There was no tension whatsoever in the motion, and it was so easy that I didn't think I was going to get out of the castle that I could say it was an enemy land.

That's probably because I believe in Theorem, my own people... and their Theorem people.

He leaves the room where he was under house arrest and opens his mouth as he walks down the aisle.

"So, what are your plans for the future?

"We'll get out of the castle first. That way, Master Vihera will also stop and escape from the raging for the sake of positive motion. Then we escape from the Imperial capital and rendezvous with the armies of our allies."

"... well. Will there still be civil unrest?"

It was a Merclio with a worrying look on his face, but still quickly switches consciousness and turns his gaze toward Theorem.

This neighborhood would just be called the royal family.

"So what's the power here?

"It will be the power of the Third Prince and of the nobles brought in by His Highness Vihela himself. And..."

Merclio leans his neck inside, somewhere to say teolame.

Keep walking while you have that conversation, and as you enter the room that was the waiting area for the knights, the two knights who have left you here watch Merclio and kneel on the spot.

"I hope you don't be so reclining. I was saved by you."

"No, Your Highness is safe and above all."

A soft, grinning Merclio gently reaches out on the shoulder of the knight, who tells him that as he kneels.

"I am delighted to have such competent, brave and, above all, honest knights as you. Come on, stand up more than that. Now it's better to get out of here than to reunite."

"Ha!"

That was how Merclio grinned at the rising knight, but the next thing that gaze was pointed at were the two knights tied up and rolled to the floor. I mean, the ones who locked themselves in here.

I should have been stunned a while ago, but it's only because I'm an elite knight who's already regained consciousness.

"I'll never forget you."

There is a soft grin in Merclio's mouth that tells him so, but his eyes shine a sharp light than usual.

"Mmm! Muggle!"

"Mugu, mugu!

It won't make any noise. The knights moaned beneath them, embedded with monkeys.

But Merclio takes his gaze off as if he had already lost interest from the knight, and once again turns his gaze toward Theorem and opens his mouth.

To Merclio like that, Theorem becomes unconscious when he signals with his gaze that his men wave a knife down to the knights' neck muscles.

"You were still on your way. So, what's the power of this one?

Theorem, who was so called out, also goes on to say the words without looking like he cared at all about the knights who passed out again.

"Yes, in fact, I was reunited with an unexpected person when I searched for Master Vihella and succeeded in attaching cooperation from that person. Nor is it a direct force of war, but also the nobility of the Kingdom of Mireana, Uncle Larks Borderline, has promised to cooperate and is now coming to the land"

Hearing the name Kingdom of Mireana, Merclio's movement stops perfectly.

There was a slight, but sharp, interplay in the eyes of Theorem.

"Did you ask for the cooperation of the Kingdom of Mireana in the civil unrest that will take place in the Bestian Empire?

"I'm sorry. We can't help but help His Royal Highness Merclio, but when it comes to civil strife"

Theorame whining and shaking his head that far.

Merclio, who saw it, sighs small too if he can't help it.

It is true that if the third prince, himself and his companions, become a civil unrest alone, he is helplessly underpowered.

It was Merclio's attitude because he knew reality.

"So, what's the power you pulled in?

"The man who had the biggest handle in the spring war and made the cut for the defeat of the Bestian Empire. That's it, you know?

I guess the word was unexpected. Merclio turns his gaze toward Theorem unexpectedly.

"No way, do you have a deep red?

"Yes."

"... well, it's something you've sided with us. They said they were hostile in the Spring War."

"It's..."

That's all I told you, then. The door opens wide and one person shows up.

The person, wearing transparent clothes on the other side, with a glossy grin on his aggressive beauty and bewildering dancers and whores, smiles like a large circle of flowers when he stops his eyes at Merclio in the room.

"Merclio, you're safe."

Keep coming closer, Vihera hugs her brother thoughtfully.

For such a sister, Merclio was solidified.

It goes without saying what it was solidifying about.

"Ah, sister!? What are you dressed for?

Merclio, whose face was embedded in her own sister's huge double hill because of the hug, manages to scream away.

"Oh, say hello. It's been a long time since my sister and brother were reunited, right? Wouldn't you be happier?

But Vihera was talking to Merclio, laughing all the time that it had nothing to do with that.

I was Merclio enough to want to say what it had been like to calm down earlier, but eventually I guess I decided it wasn't the time now. Breathe in a small sigh and open your mouth.

"I have a lot to say about my sister's outfit...... I have something to say to the book, but let's talk about it slowly later. More than that, I heard it was rampant as a positive move?

"Yeah. I was just wondering if I should join you guys. He also gave me information about where Merclio was trapped, so I came straight."

"... you taught me so well"

"Yeah, he told me honestly when he slashed and carved the armor he was wearing with his nails on his hand."

That's not to be honest. It was the moment when the feelings of those on the spot came together, but before someone could say it, a new characters appeared again.

"Dear Vihella, knights and soldiers, it looks like fifteen or so people are coming this way together, what do you want to do?

Tiyul, who is heartbroken by Vihera, showed his face through the door and told him so.

Deciding there was no wonder Tiyul was here more than his own sister was here, Merclio turns his gaze to his own sister.

Then there, as expected...... no, the appearance of Vihera, who has a happier look than expected and is burning herself in anticipation of the struggle.

"Theorem, it would be useless to tell your sister. Let's keep going with the front breakthrough."

"Right."

When he hears the words and even his brother turns a zorky flush, Vihera leaves the room intact.

Looking behind such a sister, Merclio opens his mouth as if he had given up something.

"So why does Deep Red help us in the end?

For a moment, it was a teolame wondering if I could be honest with you, but I open my mouth deciding which way I would eventually find out.

"One is a magic item as a reward. And... well, it's a little hard to say, actually, Master Vihella is deeply red... and it seems like Ray and I have a lot to do with each other."

"... what?

Merclio inadvertently stopped to inquire into the words of his trusted belly.