Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

Few people know properly about Grune-Pass-Tifareto.

The current emperor, the real parent, answers this when asked what kind of elf he was.

"It was... who was it?

This is what His Majesty the Emperor said as if he had finally remembered eating total scratches from his neighbors on the boulder.

"That mother was... a free and shadowy woman. I think she was a beautiful woman, but I don't remember her very well.... It's not that I have a problem with my memory, she says she has a talent for being perceived thin in itself... but why did you dictate such a woman? Would whispering love in that ear require more than being a woman?

After this, the emperor, exposed to the absolute zero-degree gaze of the elf women, is an anecdotal story that says he hastily escaped the scene.

When it comes to why this happened, there is a time when the current emperor rubbed it all together shortly after he took office, and the story goes back to the time when there were several assassinations aimed at the emperor.

There is a small number of dissidents among the neighboring aristocrats in the reign of the current emperor who is not very good at his predisposition, and although it is said that this is a case carried out by the impostors in it, no definitive evidence has been produced to this day.

The problem is that among the assassins directed at that emperor were female assassins.

His Majesty the Emperor, who had left the assassin for himself alone, was also out of the standard, but even more out of the standard, he handled the retreating assassin.

The person claims to be the result of nurturing love, but is not sure what the other person thought.

In addition, it begins by saying that the assassin who was handcuffed gave birth to a child as a result of spending time gathering evidence and gathering testimony in an attempt to punish the nobles who caused the series of incidents.

The story around here was unthinkable if you're a human race, but it's about the elves you care about in vain.

While I'm somewhat relaxed and equal to the investigation, it's the Emperor's own story that the face of the great man when it turns out that for some reason the assassin has somehow made a child, and furthermore the child is the child of His Majesty the Emperor, but it's not the one who got involved.

It is thus the birth of Grune, the most rare child ever created between the assassin and the emperor.

"And what about that mother, by the way?

Lianya, who had been briefed by Skuld, asks what she was concerned about.

I don't think so, but I wondered if he was being helped because he was a thinker of His Majesty the Emperor.

"That has been executed for a grand treason after being tried. The prince's figure was deposited with the Empress. We have heard that the child born is found not guilty."

Apparently, it is due to circumstances around here that the mother is considered authentic even though she is different.

The emperor who deposited it is also an emperor, but the queen who received it also says she has a wide nostril inside again or a wide heart, do you normally accept it? and Lianya thinks.

"Why is the prince found innocent of that felon again?

"Well, that's... what do you say..."

When Lianya asks about the most important part of the story, Skuld turns a blind eye and clouds the words.

I don't really know what happened when I said it was a story I didn't want to divulge to the outside world, but that's why I can't confirm it.

"If you can't tell me, why don't I ask him in person?

Taking his eyes off Skuld, Lianya looks into the cage placed in the center of the room.

The soldiers who had escorted them abnormally hated to untie Grune inside.

He's released the restraint, but at the end of the day, he says he'll lose sight of it.

I don't know what that means. It was Lianya, but there's no way I can get through that cage if you ask me if I can get through to the reception room.

Lianya has no choice but to bring the trolley with the cage in to one of the warehouses and talk there.

"You can't untie your mouth. He's a master magician."

Says Skuld in a hurry as he stops pressing Lianya, who tried to approach the cage.

Lianya frowned like she was in trouble.

"No, because you don't explain it to me."

"So this time I just want you to check your face..."

"Are you an elf brave man who would behave with our kultz? It's frustrating to fight with an opponent who doesn't even know his identity."

Lotus Yaya, whose words naturally came out of her mouth, such as "our kurtz," floated a bitter smile on the faces of soldiers on the side of the tribe who were under perimeter protection, but the soldiers on the elf side kept their faces stretched.

I understand that it is a matter that needs to be explained, but Lianya takes one sigh before proposing to the elves who feel like they can't explain it.

"So, I'll face to face with you alone, shall we order everyone to stay out?

"Yes, no, it is... if anything happens to His Excellency the Count..."

"We fought together once, so I ask you, is this kid stronger than me? Can you answer me honestly? I don't think we had anything to say from here on out."

Skuld sees Lianya's battle up close when Elf's city was previously raided by the Demons.

It was Lianya who wondered if it was quite hands-on because it was as good as that Skull said, but Skull shook his head and responded instantly.

"I don't think it extends to Mr. Lenya"

To Skuld's answer, the elf soldiers stare at Skuld's face with their mouths open and look at Skuld slightly open to see if Grune in the cage is also surprised.

Are you aware of such a gaze or not, Skuld went on confidently.

"To be honest, if you fight from the front, is it something superior in a couple of minutes? Regardless, if we had slaughtered Lenya, we would have ended up together."

The way you call it naturally has changed from His Excellency the Count to Mr. Lenya, but Lianya is not willing to blame it.

The conversation that is now being exchanged is one that is treated as something that was not there, and Skuld is a warrior who fought shoulder-to-shoulder once.

It would have been a more uncomfortable story to be called Your Excellency, etc. if it had come from Lianya.

"So what are you worried about?

"From the front, I said....... If he is released from custody, he is presumably immediately on the run. And if he does, there's a good chance Mr. Lenya will get away with it."

"I see."

If it was someone coming towards me, Lotus had the confidence to deal with it at any cost, whether it was somewhat quick or impossible to capture it in my sight.

But it changes the story when this becomes the person to thoroughly escape.

If the surrounding area could be turned into scorched earth, it was also possible to extensively fragment and dominate magic, but once it disappeared from view in places where such methods could not be taken, such as in a city such as the present one, it was likely that it would escape as it were.

Lianya's skills and abilities are only for those who come to her and are not compatible with those who escape.

While observing Grune sitting in the cage, that Uelianya had apparently realized that he was the owner of the ability to make himself less perceived as a cover-up or covert.

I can tell you that I'm just sitting in front of you, but I can't grasp its existence, and its face is in order, but once I look away, I can't remember exactly what it looked like.

"Returning to the country with him released from custody… more victims likely"

"Is that it? You don't think about the damage to people's nations?

"It's unlikely, I don't know, but I think it's very unlikely."

From Skuld's words, Lianya erases the line of what she calls a euphorist.

If you're the type of person who finds pleasure in the act, it shouldn't have mattered if they were elves or people.

The possibility of calling it an elf specialty cannot be erased, but Lianya believes that as far as Grune himself is concerned, that line would also be thin.

"If you do, do you still have wax..."

"Do you understand?

"Somehow. It's a moonlight dialogue on the basis of a restful judgment, but when I look into my eyes, I kind of see it."

It wasn't a story I could say with a lot of chest up because it really is a level story of somehow, but Lianya thinks that the color of her eyes will vary depending on whether she uses the act of saying she kills people as a means or as a purpose.

I have trouble with words if asked how they are different.

They describe it as good and cloudy or rotten, but I feel that the words I said differ from Lianya.

"Your Highness..."

In the words Skuld leaked by accident, Lianya realizes that her thoughts don't seem to be wrong.

Only one Grune is in a position to be called His Highness on this occasion, and even though he is in a state of being called a prisoner in a cage, he is enough to be called so.

"Scrood, I knew you'd just open this guy's mouth. I'll take responsibility."

"Les... Countess..."

"I want to hear words from my own mouth. Please."

Even if Lianya lowered her head, Skuld had been on a roundabout for a while.

But after several mouth opens and closes when I saw Lianya never lift her head, I said it softly and small.

"Open your mouth restraints, Lord Grune, and give them to you."

"Captain..."

"An order. I'm responsible."

The elf soldiers unchain the cage even though they hesitate slightly.

Only then did the shackles not come off, but the commandment on the body of the shackles was that Lianya removed the clasp from the outside of the cage using the magic of.

When the puffy shackles fall, you can see all of Grune's appearance.

Here Lianya finally managed to capture Grune's face clearly with her eyes.

Until then, something that somehow disturbed his blurred vision cleared his mouth shackles at the same time.

Lianya asked as she stared at the dewy Grune's face from the front.

"Don't be the first to see me, Elf's valiant lord. You got something to say?

"I..."

Grune's voice, answering Lianya's query, was low, thick, and calm for the elves.

"He who has the emperor of the elf in his father and the assassin who tried to kill it in his mother. Count of the people, do you laugh at it?

"Right."

Lianya puts her hand on her chin and thinks.

I heard the elves around me breathing.

That would be because Lianya's response was one, and she knew something fatal could happen.

"It's a rare and delightful situation."

To Lianya, who replied sayingly, the killing spirit sprays from inside the cage.

Seeing the soldiers blue-blued by their awesomeness, Lianya continued, though.

"I don't feel like laughing at you because of your origins."

"... may I ask why?

"A child cannot choose a parent. That's why I can't laugh at my kids because of their parents. Also, a guy who laughs at his parents in front of them, no matter what they are, won't be able to complain about being killed from them. Just..."

Once he cuts the words and wonders what he said, Lianyi opens his mouth again.

"I can't say anything because I don't know your mother, but the Emperor has met her once. There's only one thing I can't stop sympathizing with that emperor's son, and he must be struggling before he laughs."

"... care, it hurts"

Shortly after, Grune moved his immobile body in chains, lowering his head toward Lianya after he had somewhat corrected his abode.

The killing spirit that was sprayed by Lianya disappears as if it had not been there from the beginning.

"I apologize for this rudeness. I am the chosen Grune of the Elves. I beg your forgiveness for helping the brave men of this world."

"It is my pleasure to apologize for the disrespect with which I respond in such a place to the valiant house of the Elves. Apologize. What is it, I can't even get you through to the reception room in that state, so I'd like to ask you to meet the brave man face to face on this occasion?

"It's an extra honor. I would like to apologize many times for this immorality."

The voice of Grune, who bowed his head to the point where the girdles and chains clasped, was terribly quiet and calm.

"Lenya! I remember!

After the conversation came together, Lianya called Kurtz to meet with Grune, and after the two brave men pledged to cooperate on the spot, the elves dived early into the transfer gate to return to the country when they re-fitted Grune with their mouth shackles.

Lianya thought it was a long rushed visit, but there are a lot of things going on in the Elf country, too.

It was Kroir who handed over the Kurtz after work to the Witches of the Beast Nation and spoke to Lianya returning to her chambers.

"I finally remember Brother Grune. Oh, I still can't remember my face."

Lianya asked as she walked down the hallway alongside Cloire, who said something terrible about what bothered her.

"What did you say you remembered?

"How your brother became a criminal."

"I've actually met him, so I can predict."

If the mother also comes from a humble profession, saying her son is an excellent target for attack from the nobles who want to complain about something to the emperor.

If you ridicule the emperor himself, the offense of disrespect applies, so you can't do it, but if you have a son with no authority whatsoever or a mother executed for a grand treason, you won't get any complaints from anywhere, no matter how many words you denigrate him.

Even the emperor himself should not have been able to cover his son because his sins had been established with regard to his mother, even if he had managed to cover them.

Then I couldn't even get into telling you not to make a child with a woman in that position from the beginning, but there's the one that goes deep and says she's a subtle man and woman.

Even if there was something I couldn't imagine for myself, Lianya thinks there's nothing wrong.

The law that you must not fall in love with an assassin who came to kill you does not exist to the best of Lianya's knowledge.

From Lianya's point of view, the emperor is not irresponsible, although there is no moderation.

As for Grune, I guess he also intended to put him under his own asylum whenever possible.

But Grune had inherited that talent from both his mother, who had a blade that was about to reach the emperor, and his uplifted father, the apex of a species called the elf.

"Even with talent, the spiritually immature prince accidentally got angry and fucked?

"It's like I've seen it, Lenya."

As far as the paperwork taken later seems to be the result of considerable patience, Clower says.

In a repetitive attack of words from the nobles, Grune, who had lost his temper, used all his inherited talents to kill all the nobles' clan royalists who continued to insult him and his mother.

"Is it because of the number of cases and the number of people?"

"I suppose I would have been summarily executed, but I searched to see if there was any way my father could have managed to save my life knowing the circumstances... abuse of authority. Fortunately... but there are too many cases and too many people to spend a lot of time verifying the case, and it's currently in progress."

Cloire's inability to match her name to Grune's face seemed to be the result of an unconscious or constantly activated mastery of cover-up by Grune.

Even if there was that appearance in front of us, thanks to that skill, existence could only be felt thin, and information such as facial appearance was vague and difficult to remember.

"But to the samurai-like dragon tribe, to the brains. The muscular beast tribe, and now the raw assassin-like elf? You look like a brave man, don't you think?

If you make the most of the title of brave man, it will be possible to transfer your figure into the realm of Lianya.

If we could crusade the Demon King even more well, it shouldn't have been hard to pick up life in exchange for his accomplishments.

Kroir replied clearly this way to Lianya's words, whining that he would need negotiations to let the Emperor keep Grune's figure here.

"It's called a female lover and a ruined former brave man, it's called Mr. Kurtz, who is now a brave man who will destroy an army alone, and it's called his former tight Lenya... Is it wrong to think that the extremes of Kiwamono are in the people's tribe?

The said Lianya had no words to answer, but let her gaze wander gently into the universe.