Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Balthazar, King of the Golden Sword, ran through many battlefields.

Alexia has circled countless thoughts under a graceful smile.

Emilia, a heavy town in the social world, was beaten to death by General Ghost Klaus.

And Alberto didn't lose his cool when it came to being chased down the throne of the prince.

Known for rarely shaking their emotions, they were, however, now staring at the girl stunned.

The girl who bathed in wine instead of the prince and drank flat tea that, by the way, poked at a different future.

- Thank you, sir.

Eventually the girl tells her in a pitiful voice.

Alexia, who returned to me all the time, still couldn't hide the shock, "Leonora......" just whined the girl's name.

But the girl, gazing softly at the Empress, grinned and smiled,

"Stoltz tea. It has a rich aroma, even light colors."

Wouldn't you say that?

Alexia, feeling an intrusive elegance and temper in that position, uncommonly forgot the words and just stared back at this beautiful girl.

With a number of glances drawn, the girl leaves the table in graceful footsteps.

And then he still took the arm of the prince, who was standing still.

That, magically sealed bracelet fitted, cursed arm.

A gold bracelet that takes away even its own magic if you touch it.

But the girl touched the hand of the prince without showing any fear of bare hands.

That was the first time she had touched the prince from herself.

"Prince. Don't worry, don't"

"What... because...?

Alberto's voice, it plunders.

But the girl smiled and gently stroked that disastrous gold bracelet with a gesture that even made her feel tender.

"Magic, gone. It's a prince, it's gone. Fine, isn't it?"

Everyone takes a breath to a girl who has said it out loud and clear, with a voice free of lies and lies.

She wrapped her hands around the prince's and deepened her grin as she couldn't move, all nailed and watched the two.

"Then you know what, you get it? It's liberation and freedom."

If you ask me who my freedom is for, it's primarily for Leo.

(Ha ha! If you're not a prince without magic, just an alpha, I'll be free from the fear of execution!

Leo stroked the prince when he pressed his bracelet, good thing the prince didn't set anything up, shouting a guessy delight in his heart.

This bracelet is a good bracelet.

It takes magic from the prince and promises himself a rosy future.

Moreover, it is made of gold.

"But...... You... can't get caught up in this..."

The prince grudgingly but manages to scratch the words and argue.

But Leo clearly denied it, as if rolling a smooth boulder on a leaky path.

"No. It's what I want."

"Say what... Say what! I didn't want to get you involved! Now I can't protect you, I can't give you anything...! I'm so sorry I took it from you!

"Huh?"

Leo was a little surprised by the prince, who suddenly raved his voice, but then convinced him to smudge.

There you go.

After all, the prince is a good man if he doesn't even kick ass.

As military funding for civilian life after all, he thought he was going to take away the gold coins, but he said he wasn't going to take them anymore.

Besides, he was going to do more to Leo if the situation allowed him to, like, protect him or give him. What a chubby man.

(What the... Really, isn't that a good one? I'm sorry, Prince. I'll take the blame for making you a common man. As a disciple, I'm going to adore you.)

For example, you can't wind up gold from your disciples.

In the first place, the prince already gave me two gold coins and many other confectionery flowers.

It would be too much for me to do any more.

"What do you say, Prince? Me, already, a lot, got it. Even if I protect you, here you are. Enough."

So Leo tried to state the facts as they were.

Speaking of which, in the lake, he was oddly even helped to his life by his obsession with the prince's interests.

"If you don't want to take it away, say so. I am satisfied that even this gold coin will not be taken away."

…………

"Hey."

As a matter of fact, Carl Heinz Reimund gold coins are the most luxurious of the items handed down from the Crown Prince.

When Leo leaned over his neck and pressed, "So don't take it away," the prince exclaimed.

Perhaps Aura, the seeping money-keeper, hit me.

"But... Leonora... It is my responsibility to inadvertently lay my hands on the line. It is not your sin. [M] It's something that I - I have to bear alone."

But once they pulled their mouths together, they argued from unexpected directions.

I guess I still have my oldest son and believe that everything in this world is my responsibility.

Leo, who has behaved as his brother in the orphanage, decided to change the direction of the follow up a bit because he also felt he knew how it felt.

Even so, Leo's counseling skills and other things are not a big deal, so he performs the pacli, the sermon that recently struck my mind.

"The prince, he said, does not need to be sick. The prince is only seventeen years old. I'm a student. At last, if the prince's behavior was something that preceded him, even if it was from good intentions, adults, don't blame him. If anyone comes along with difficulty, say it. Me, you blue twins! I'll scold you."

That means in this case scolding His Majesty the Emperor and Empress.

To the girl's bold and invincible remarks, the surroundings came from surprise - but only Balthazar, from an irrepressible laugh, shook his shoulders.

If you noticed, everyone forgot to even breathe, staring at the girl.

"Hey, prince. It's okay, I'm here with you."

If Lena had listened to that statement, she would have said, "Somebody block this idiot's mouth. Yes!" I would have screamed.

Unfortunately, however, there were no referees on this occasion who could do such a scratch, so Leo was well on his way to digging the grave, dreaming of a turning rosy civilian life.

He had no idea what his remarks would sound like if he heard them from the side.

In its head, it was full of calculations of how it would make money with Alphonse in the future.

(Yeah, this guy, he's smart, so he's a good hourly tutor or something first. Manual labor... I don't know. Well, if you have this guy's kinky hair, that's going to work enough to avoid crows in the field!

Uncomfortably, he treated the Empire's prince Kakashi, and Leo undertook forcefully.

"It's all right. Civilians, when you do, I'll tell you how to plant wheat, from scratch."

It is the language of the proposal, so passionate and so full of inclusiveness, than the whisper of half-baked love.

The moment I heard the words, Alberto's ice-blue eyes opened wide.

(She can't believe...)

He was just stunned and could only look at the sight of this miracle.

The time I was stopping moves out.

The magic was sucked away, and all over the body that was chilling out, the blood - the thought of joy - spreads with a sound.

He felt the world regain its colour at once.

- What can you do to yourself that is not royal? Do I deserve a girl?

Bianca wasn't the only one who was worried about it. Same goes for Alberto.

The royal family spares one another.

All that is required is just to survive and inherit the throne.

It is the emperor who has absolute power, and his children do not need personality, will, etc.

Alberto, who had been resourceful since childhood, knew it early.

And they did it well.

Without being crushed by the sudden onslaught of the prince, he smiled perfectly and did everything right. - Obsessed with something or wishing strongly in exchange.

Saving the girl, and the people she mercies, was the first strong thought such a prince had.

Whatever it took, it was a desire to be fulfilled.

But at the same time, he knew he was going to lose the status he had been desperately maintaining.

I want to save the girl, but if I do, I lose my status and I can no longer protect the girl from this.

He was more afraid of its powerlessness than of losing his status as a prince itself.

Alberto feared from the bottom of his heart that he would be useless to her when he lost his title as Prince.

I was desperate to push it to death and convince myself that she would be protected.

But the girl says, don't be afraid.

He said it was okay.

Even if they chase the prince's throne, when we're together...

What a powerful, absolute affirmation that would be.

Alberto felt the force begin to rise at his fingertips.

(Right...)

That's how I realize.

I wanted to be accepted.

His job was to remain the perfect prince.

I knew that the moment I stopped being perfect, my value was gone.

That's why I played. While killing that heart.

But the truth is, I'm sure someone wanted me to say this.

He said you can keep it that way. Even if it's not perfect, you deserve yours.

Not to be recognized for perfection, not to be praised for the blessings of gold coins.

I took that away, just one person, someone named Alberto, I wanted him to accept...

(Totally......)

Unexpectedly leaks a bitter laugh.

Seventeen years, and what are you sweetening?

That, too, is such a young, supposed to be someone you should protect.

The self-blame was bitter on my tongue, but I had a fever.

It is a fever that excites people and makes their eyes shine.

Strength increases.

A body that was losing its magic and cutting cold is warmed up by a flaming passion from the part that is touching the girl.

Now Alberto felt like he could do any miracle.

"Hey, Prince."

Leo realized that Alberto's eyes, slowly raised his face, had begun to regain his usual brilliance.

Apparently, he had a good follow up on his whole body.

(All right, all right, we're good! You're already Al Boy! That's my disciple!

Finally, it feels quite good to be able to follow the ex-power who has frightened me so much so far.

Leo, in good shape, decided to try and call his opponent at ease just because he was here.

Just because your opponent is older and an ex-prince, it's important to show that this position is above you in the future.

Seems cruel, but this sort of sequence consciousness should be planted at an early stage.

"Oh, already, a prince, that's crazy. Then - Al,... eh"

You're no longer just an alpha.

That's what Leo was going to tell me.

but he is totally oblivious that the way he calls it "boy" or something like that hooks up to the magic code - he burned his throat a while back as a result.

And from the side it was only a nasty maiden who shook her courage and called her nickname "Al," but shook her shoulders in the light.

I'm ashamed, and, for the first time, I took my hand from the girl, by name.

That's no longer a fatal place to go through a grave dig, strangle yourself, and bury that body yourself.

But not realizing that, Leo even scuffed like a little lit by the awkwardness of biting the words.

That's how I carefully covered my body with dirt, at that moment.

- Piss.

Something cracked, I heard a small noise.

Uh, I thought, I turned my gaze to the one who made the noise,

".................. Huh!

Leo screams and continues to burn his throat.

Because.

(duh, duh, duh, duh!?

It should take away the magic of the prince, because the bracelet is broken.