Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 76 Night Royal Palace

The king just sits and waits. My butt hurts but it also comes to my hips, I want that massage chair too, can you make me a throne or something? Um, let's put out a use for the souvenir shop.

Now it's still peaceful, if it ends like this, the royal family can restore its authority and take power. The spooky silence of the ball, which will then be the last place for the corrupt aristocrats.

Graceful music plays in the venue, and the decorated lords make laughs and collude. A dreary prom (party) of aristocrats mixed with sluts in an unusual conspiracy and ruse - such precipitated air had been scratched off and turned into a delightful feast mixed with the voices of children running around here and there.

Only the upper hall - but the lower hall is chaotic. Those who look around without understanding the explanation, those who gather and discuss in fear of anxiety, and those who look at hatefully, seem to smile only slightly.

Jealous of the lavish costumes of the orphans, angry that they were in higher seats than themselves, resentful that they had been convicted of their crimes, and irritable and disgusted that the youngest orphan was in the same room.

Did the melotosams laugh and say they were playing with their children, but rot before they even admitted their sins?

Ugly, too ugly inferior.

And this is the kingdom. "The king obeys the nobility, and the nobility protects the people" would be the wording of the covenant when it receives the title of nobility, rather than the beginning and end of contempt for protecting the people.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Marquis of Shkovasus offers to greet you."

"He pushed me sick, I'll see you.... Grandpa, what do you think of this view?

The chief of staff who has taken care of me since I was a kid is close to retiring because of my old age, that's why I want to hear it.

"I apologize for my incompetence and ingenuity. What I was told and learned was a royal tradition, but what I taught the king was just a shape-shaped tradition full of errors. Forget the old customs I taught you, the royal family training was" the royal family for the people, "and you sat on just one of them. That's what we shouldn't forget, that's what we were taught to smile about."

Grandpa turns his eyes to the children and bows his head to the brunette boy. That's how I pick up the Grand Marquis of Shkovasus. My grandfather, who was serious, uncomfortable, stubborn and stubborn... you laugh at me like that.

"Your Majesty, I congratulate you on your recovery and on this victory. I'm sorry I didn't do anything to help you with your crisis."

The Grand Marquis of Shkovasus kneels as he pokes his wand and is supported by his squire. He was a spectacular big man like a bear, and the shadows he sees are gone, and he looks suddenly old.

"I have no choice but to lead the army in a sick condition, let alone leave Miss Barbarella with Division 1. Miss Barbarella paid me well for the work of the Shkovasus family... Bosoboso (I'm the one who didn't do any good... and I can't tell you to leave my brother with your army, etc.)"

"……………"

I guess it's a shame that the clan that fell on the side of Takemen couldn't go to war, but that's what the nobles decided to do on their own. They were cleverly separated from the border and from the king's capital, and the Shukovasus family was sealed in motion.

"But earlier my liver was cold. Since when did you feel so terrified, whether it was the battlefield or the labyrinth?"

(10) The face of the "one" still has the fierce rigour to taste in the expression of laughter. No, I guess this is the blood of the warrior noised by the earlier hegemony.

"Too little can tell, because the majority of them don't know what's going on and they're just going around... what do those who don't know where they're going to die say they can protect the sword of the kingdom?"

I couldn't help but get them all killed at that moment, and I guess it was possible. It's not a question of apologizing, but we were not allowed to leave. For we should all never be forgiven.

"I wonder what you're going to do, this time I thought it was a place of death. What a life."

"Sharicelles told me that if we are to keep the royal covenant, we need to be prepared to kill the kingdom."

My daughter was growing up when I woke up from eternal sleep. The silly daughter, who only knew the sword of War Moga, had become the princess of the kingdom. What I saw and what I learned... in those eyes I was determined and prepared and unwavering.

A royal covenant is to keep the people. The enemy is a nobleman and descendant of his companions who vowed to help build a royal family and protect their people together… that is nobility.

"I wonder where I went wrong...... the kingdom"

"I can't wait to make a mistake. They betrayed the thoughts of their ancestors. That's all."

Now it's peaceful, because all the seats are trustworthy and small in number. But if the ball starts, not the outpost, the partition will be removed, and the Great Hall will lose its upper and lower seats. If we turn it into just a liturgical line, people will go out, and nothing will end?

"You can rest assured, you are decayed, but those children will always be protected, that's all you can do to destroy them. And of course your brunette exotics. Well, I guess it's a concern not to go into those boys."

This ball will change the trend of the kingdom, and if the nobles settle down now, the reform of the kingdom will proceed slowly. But if you don't convince me, civil unrest.

"Uh... the old man has a bad face, but he's got a bad complexion, and he doesn't have a single good spot anymore, but he's an old man, so it's natural and it's an open natural phenomenon, but when an unhealthy old man is looked at, the orphans grow up unhealthy and it's the source of the deterioration, so it's nothing fun to put in the old man's mouth. Instead, there's nothing good about remembering deep grief and no demand at all, but... open up, okay? Uh-oh!"

I suddenly wondered if a dark-haired boy had appeared, shoving a mushroom into Sir Schobasus's mouth with words and deeds of unintelligible significance, forcing him to swallow instantly. And beside it, Melotosum laughs and Mrs. Murimur laughs and watches?

"No, I knew the mushroom preacher at the main house wasn't. Even if I shoved a mushroom into the king's mouth, I had a hard time swallowing it. You got a knack or something?

This... I mean, it looks like I was hit, too.

"No! I don't need it! You just stick a mushroom in your old man's mouth, and for some reason my heart is damaged, but you don't need a trick or anything on the ugly picture that your old man sticks a mushroom in your old man's mouth, and you don't need an old man in the whole world!

Old man...... Well certainly not a beautiful picture, I would normally wish they would give me a pill but I can't even complain about being saved.

"But Sir Schobasus is cramped, but is he okay?

The eyes are black and white and there are pimples, but I think redness is pouring on my face, but the mushrooms may just be stuck in my throat and I can't breathe.

"Eh!? Because if you choke to death, your old man will decrease, and if you don't die, you're a healthy old man and you're an old man again, and the atmosphere is stained with ageing odors, and there's a big pollution outbreak, and this is just a big nuisance! Like?"

It's an amazing move to stick a mushroom in your mouth in an instant against Sir Shkovasus, who is famous as a warrior, even though he's up, but ill.

"Oh, is that what you call a legendary recovery mushroom now!? Did you say" remote temple "or" precious and expensive medicine mushroom "? I'd like to thank you, if you could just call me an old man from Shkovasus, my physical pain has disappeared, thank you!

I say that and bow my head deeply. I stretched my body straight out, which was also on my wand during just that time, and it looks like I've grown to no heart or physique.

"Ah, Sir Shkovasus, you're cheating! Yao, I don't think it's time you remembered my name because I'm not such a pompous old man? I mean, it's the name of the city, so don't you want to just remember Omui's family name? Every time you deliver a city plan, you say," Omo, some kind of city? I mean, like that plan book for the city of Shura full of sticks? It says, "So the civilians are snagging, too, right?

All right, I can't seem to remember Melotosum yet. You still have a chance, because I didn't even remember the name of this country, a boy who just forgets to say that I'm not interested in the name of the reborn border or the name of the kingdom that saved him. But you can't be alarmed, it is Mrs Murimuri who is said to be the closest, and the next point is Mellototham, who is called Melli's father. Even my daughter, Mr. Sharishari, seems to have stopped.

But the royal palace, which has been like a painful prison ever since birth, I didn't know it would even feel full of joy with the laughter of the children.

With that said, there are two names in the mountain that can't be arranged without this boy's writing - "natural enemies of common sense".

The burden of names such as kingdom traditions and royal formats, as well as chains, was just common sense that someone had decided. Thinking of it as an absolute thing, since when did we enter the trail and mourn that there was no exit? Yes, I should have destroyed it like a boy. That's all we could do, and we got lost in jail by mistake, and that symbol was this royal palace.

But I guess my common sense was also destroyed when I saw a boy who went in and out on his own to the impenetrable fortress and ate even lunch. The Labyrinth, the royal palace that I thought was a labyrinth on a trail with no exit, said it was so easy to get in and out. And it was only natural, because the two most famous boys here are the Labyrinth Killers.

The labyrinth of the trail, already known as common sense, had been murdered. Yes, since I saw you eat that lunch. But that lunch looked delicious.