"Oh, really..."

"He looked so sad as soon as I told him something. Still, I tried to convince you... that I absolutely don't like it"

"I knew it... are you afraid of pain ~..."

"No, that's what I thought too... when I heard that, they said" no ". Then whatever you ask, stay down. I don't know what to do anymore... ha..."

Hmmm... if that's not the reason...

"Lord Blance. Why don't you let me talk to you again?

"Excalibur......"

"The time we talked was short... but Lord Apple, whom I felt, was brilliant and seemed to be a strong woman who could caring for people." Perhaps there is a reason why I cannot speak to your brother. Well, I don't know if you can tell me that... "

"No... please. You're right, there may be something I can't tell you. Listen to me."

"I got it. Master, please come with me."

"Okay."

"I'll be there, too"

"Then the three of us. The others are here."

Leaving Asclepios and the others snorting, the three of us were guided by a maid and took to Mr. Apple's room again.

No heart, or the door looks darker than it was earlier.

Anyway, I wish I could just listen to you...

"Lord Apple. Excalibur. My husband is here. May I come in?

"... go ahead"

The bright voice had turned into a dark, sinking voice, as if it represented her mood as it were.

Even Mr. Apple should be glad his body is healing...... I guess something more than that is making her do that.

That's how Excalibur opened the door, and Mr. Apple was still there with an unfloating look.

"Sorry... for me..."

"No, don't worry about that"

"But... your brother asked you to come all the way out here to fix my leg, didn't he? Yet I..."

"Lord Apple. My husband, Sagittarius, is a man who lives for people. And he's a rare man who's undisputed there. I can't even care about the rewards, the honor, the hard work that goes into it. Assuming there is nothing left to return to, if your lord wants it... then my master, Sagittarius, will do well. That's the same thing as me, the sword of my husband Tsuruga, or Levi here. I just want you to let me know why, if you don't mind. Regardless, I will never speak to your brother unless I forgive him. What do you think?

When Mr. Apple finishes listening with it bowed down, he looks up softly as if he had made up his mind.

"... right. It is too unrighteous of all of you not to say why… please be seated. I'll tell you why."

When Mr. Apple urged me to sit on the couch, she manipulated the wheelchair and pulled up close to us, opening her mouth as she stroked her own feet.

"I heard from your brother. That this leg might heal..."

"Uhm. I met Asclepios first...... that has the power to heal injury and illness. Instead, it causes pain commensurate with its weight…"

"I'm not afraid of pain. I'm scared... of your brother."

"Mr. Blance's? What is that..."

He was Mr. Apple, who would bow down to my question again, but he would bite his lips off and look straight at us.

"... I'm a coward. Your brother went outside because I was" like this ". I did lose the act of walking, but I was happier than that. Your brother is bright and healthy... and has changed your world."

Mr. Apple... you really like Mr. Blance.

I'm kind of jealous.

I don't have any brothers.

"When I heard this leg would heal, I was really happy. But at the same time, if I'm cured and" gone "and so on... I wonder if I'll ever go back to my older brother again... it's more terrifying to me... than anything else."

... is that what you mean?

"I see... but Lord Blance is a strong man now. I've heard stories about the past, too. Therefore, I do not understand Lord Apple's anxiety. But even if that leg healed, I think he would continue to be an adventurer now."

"I think so, too. Mr. Blance is a brilliant adventurer. Many of you rely on Mr. Blance..."

"Fulfill...... is that really true"

"Huh?"

"Lord Apple...... what does that mean?

"Your brother is hiding something from me. Your brother doesn't seem to realize that I'm aware of it..."

"Or a secret?

"Yeah. I know. What is your brother's reputation in the world?"

Ah......

"No, that's..."

"I've always thought it was weird. You don't have the kind of information magazine in my house, or you often take me to other countries, but you don't let me go to Sumerian town... I didn't know why that was. But about six months before now, when your father's friend visited, he had the opportunity to talk to the child. So finally...... I was able to find out the answer to that question. Your father must have been stopped by your brother, too, but I think he was caught off guard because he thought they were children. The kid seemed to admire the famous adventurers, and he knew about his brother. However, this is not even your brother's home..."

"So you heard rumors about the alley..."

"Yes. I have no courtesy for clients or colleagues, such as beating them up just because they have eyes for each other, or intimidation... and now the title is also a use of being aristocratic. Of course, I don't think everything is all true. If there was any truth, I think your brother had a reason to be your brother. But..."

Well... Mr. Apple may have lost faith in Mr. Blance because he heard about it.

That Mr. Byrne and we are friends, that we went to Greek warfare... all to reassure ourselves or please ourselves.

So Mr. Apple...

"Even your brother should know what people around him think. Otherwise, there's no reason not to take me to town. I know you don't want to worry about me extra. But then it's like... I don't care about anything but me, if only you could make me look cool... I mean, I thought your brother was" just "thinking about me and being an adventurer... and that's what I felt"

"Dear Apple..."

"Now I don't know what's true and what's a lie. Then I... can stay like this. Your brother always told me about the requests he received. I listen to it like a gay tale, and my heart dances just imagining my fighting brother... and I don't like it any more than this leg can't heal"

Perhaps Mr. Apple doesn't know how strong Mr. Blance is.

That's why it's all in my imagination.

Even if all of those are lies, I guess happiness for Mr. Apple is that time to talk to Mr. Blance.

If that's enough to go away, do you mean I don't care about legs etc......

"... I understand the story. Just trust me on this one. Mr. Blance is really strong. I'm not lying that I was saved my life. I have a good crew, and I think I'm one of them."

"Yes...... thank you"

"Lord Apple. Would it be all right if I told Lord Blance about this?

"Huh? No, that's..."

"I know how you feel. But we also need the courage to put it into words. Your brother has overcome his fears and put his life at risk for your lord. Then your lord will respond to it, but righteous. Whatever, don't do it like it's bad. Swear by the name of the Holy Sword."

"Yes... right... ok. Then at least from you to your brother. I will rest for a little while. Please forgive my disrespect."

"Uhm. Get some rest."

"We're in this town for a while. So... no, I'll stop now. See you later."

"Yes...... again"