My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"... Huh..."

Arolo Sebasleek's sigh is deep.

Regret, regret, self-reproach, untrained, shame, etc.

There are many ways to put it, but it is a damp sigh where they are all mixed without leakage.

- The sky is blue, high.

- It leads to that city where I was until yesterday, the sky.

"... Huh..."

Every time I look up, I get a sigh of relief.

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And three companions staring at such arolo with very cold eyes.

- It was on the way back to the neighboring kingdom of Belgirat, east of Nastiara, where the knights made the Black Royal Wolf (Obsidian Wolf) crusade in Heidiga.

That's in the middle of putting the horse to rest and getting ready for lunch.

"- Hey. Come on. Can't you handle Aroro?"

Exactly when it was time to get to your stomach, Luheinz Duckedanan, a man with a scratchy face, whispered that Aroro himself wouldn't hear you.

Leheinz Dakkedanan is a man who is captain at a fort set on the border.

It was time to end my term and return to the King's capital, Belgirat, but at the end of the day the great work of the Black Royal Wolf Crusade came around.

Although he failed once and let the Black Royal Wolf escape to his neighbor, he has managed to track it down and finish the aftermath.

We may go down some sort of disposition, but we are fully satisfied that we were able to recover our own lapses and that the Black Imperial Wolf who let us escape never attacked humans. I intend to accept any disposition.

It is a forest a little from the streets.

Travelers often used the traces of incendiary fire camping, and all four were about to take a break. The water field is close, and there are few demons around here. It is a relatively safe place.

If you leave here, there will be no rest until evening, and you will force it until you reach the city where you plan to spend the night.

So I have to rest my horse and body well.

... of, but.

Since yesterday morning, I had one of my companions who was so depressed when I watched him.

That is Aroro.

"It's been a long time since I've been in love."

And, Aroro is not an exaggeration to say that he is your best friend, answered Celiara, who is a little more beautiful than you can see there.

Somewhere vivid when she says it.

She looks just like the second princess of the present kingdom of Belgirat, with the beauty of being rumored to look too much like "you're definitely a royal concealer", even though she is hesitant to touch it with a joke, she is a loving woman.

And there are many mysteries.

For example, where you don't know your nature of birth?

He jokes and says, "I forgot," but maybe he "really can't talk," depending on whether he's forgotten or not, than he hasn't told anyone before.

The knighted arm is certain, but it is also said that behind it is someone's connections, both strength and strength. The truth is, he is the only one who knows.

"To a kid like that?

Rovae Wittan asks, the third son of the Wittan family, who is not so reputable as to be called "the cold-blooded Earl of Belgirat".

It is a notorious house called cold-blooded to the common man, but it is well known that it is not as bad as it is said to be in the aristocratic neighborhood.

Rovae knighted the stigma of the house, which his brother would sooner or later inherit, with the intention of snowing at all.

But as soon as I became a knight, I found out that I didn't have that bad a reputation in the aristocratic society and clapped it out funny.

He recently married his wife and plans to become a father soon.

I strive to raise my reputation by giving my family name when I have the opportunity and when I can name it for my newborn child.

Contrary to the large look that seems luxurious, it is the type that hangs on to the tricks.

"Oh. He looked like a kid, but he was already an adult. So at least fifteen. Arolo is nineteen years old. If it's a four-year-old difference, isn't it acceptable?

The men can't say anything about it.

Both Leheinz and Rovae married women who were over four years of age with differences.

In particular, Le Heinz has been associated with a five-year-old, so-called "sister I admired as a child," and has spent a long time with him.

Well, even if it isn't, I can't touch poorly the story of a woman's age.

While grabbing lunch, the three speak at a distance from Alloro, who is full of sighs.

"What happened that night in the first place?"

The dining room and tavern on the ground floor of the inn… although it was a slow and quiet place to drink.

"That boy" was already up when Rovae, who was out, returned.

"When I got back, Arolo was beating down Glock."

What Leheinz saw when he was out as well and came back later than Rovae was a shocking sight of a colleague beating people up, horseback riding and continuing to beat them.

"I guess Glock even stroked Aroro's ass anyway, he's an irresistible man," he thought lightly, but in fact, he was completely different.

"I don't know where to start... I don't have enough time to tell you everything.

First, before and after Lord Robin arrives. "

Before and after Rovae came.

"That boy" who was in the vortex of the problem didn't look drunk by his side.

It looked completely primitive.

but it was actually totally possible.

And Arolo was crying.

Not crying or raising his voice, he kept tearing sooo quietly from his raised face.

And then Celiara was laughing when she saw Aroro crying.

I was laughing at my fingers.

I thought we were best friends, but it was actually an unforgiving burst of laughter that made me wonder if we were hating each other.

The good face-to-face adventurer who was present was obviously trying to escape.

I guess I didn't actually run away because I was thinking about taking "that boy" and running away. Because I would have done anything by myself.

Rovae had no idea what was going on.

But no matter how you look at it, there's a different atmosphere where something's going on. That's all I found out.

He also took a bath and heard that he was due to leave the next morning.

Let's get some rest early today and get ready for tomorrow's journey - Rovae, who was seriously thinking about it, was just going to go back to his room with his coworker sidelined at a table drinking with someone.

I couldn't ignore that unusual atmosphere and it made me look.

Later on, I didn't think it was the wrong choice.

- That night.

When me and Arolo are eating, what the example adventurer and boy happened to come to the tavern begins.

There were some twists and turns, and we were supposed to be there.

"- It's fine with what Mr. Glock chose for me"

In that seat, we talked about letting a boy who had never had alcohol try it.

Huh? Who took the story that far?

Who is it, the atmosphere of the place, isn't it?

Well, it's me.

Is there a problem?

So that a man can get a woman drunk and do something about it, a woman can get a man drunk and do something about it, right?

I hope you don't think alcohol is the only privilege for men. Some alcohol for romance is lube, right? Do you have any idea? Rumor has it that both Lord Leheinz and Lord Robin played surprisingly before they got married.

Oh, a continuation of the story? If you don't have a problem, I'll go on?

Keep going, will you?