"What's going on?

There's something over there.

"Over there?"

In the direction Noah pointed to, something like a log house with a triangular roof was put on top of a large tree with branches at the end. It just looks like a pretty building block house in the distance. There was a balcony in front of the building from which the stairs were handed down for descent to the ground. A tree house of memories crossed my mind.

"What is it? Let's go."

"Noah. Wait a minute."

Noah pulls his arm and runs out. This is a garant-owned forest. The public is supposed to be off-limits, so how come there's a treehouse here? No way, intruder?

While I was worried about whether to call for an escort, Noah pulled my arm and came all the way to the treehouse.

"Wait. Noah, it's dangerous."

"It's okay. Oh, my God. Oh, there's people over there. Hello."

Noah waved when she found a man coming out of the treehouse. For a moment, I thought it was Anton, my husband, from my upper back, but it was someone else.

"Yikes. If you think someone..."

"Uncle? This no was made by your uncle?

"Yes. Made in three days."

"Heh. Wow. Can I see your uncle's no?

"I don't mind. I'm just saying, shouldn't we get your mother's permission?

Noah was smiling and talking to a stranger man. It's usually a rare attitude for a vigilant Noah. And when I looked at the other guy as I thought, he looked long and neat. I had eyes with the man.

"Yuri? Long time no see"

"What? You......?

The man had marigold-colored hair and brown eyes. His voice doesn't sound familiar, but I never felt like meeting him for the first time. Like we met somewhere? At the same time I thought, the smile directed at me by him overlapped the boy's face in memories.

"Are you Fee?

"I knew it was Yuri"

"Why are you here?

"I live here with the general's permission. Yuri, how have you been?

The boy in memory had become a riddled young man. It felt like time had rewinded with an uncontrolled grin. Fee said he lives in this Garrant-owned forest with the permission of the general. Speaking of generals, I mean my father-in-law. I was concerned about my stepfather and his relationship.

"I'm fine. Fee, do you know General Garrant?

"I mean, you know, for once, my men"

"Well, that's awesome"

I was impressed. While Anton heads the Kingsguard in the palace, your father-in-law is committed to the support of the guards. The Kingsguard unit is sometimes made up of noble sons because of its good appearance, and from the perspective of my father-in-law, who excels in martial arts, it seems that "Kingsguard is a group of sweethearts".

My father-in-law said the guard unit was meritocratic, so when it came to the general's men, he would be part of the guard unit.