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Immediately a practitioner was called to give Saliel the potion.
Recan had a taste of the game's aftermath as he watched how it was going.
It was a good fight.
Sariel is a high ranking nobleman with royal bloodlines. Nevertheless, it showed a resolute struggle as if it were a wolf protecting his family.
It was a great idea. And at the end of the day, he tried to throw that purposeful away and let Lecan take a blow with only temper. It's like hitting a target with your life.
(This fight is my loss)
(You reveal your thoughts to Jerez with that temper of abandonment.)
(Maybe the gods are on your side)
Edda descended into the arena with a fling, received a red potion from her therapist, and walked over to Recan.
"Lecan, you're bleeding. Look, red potion."
Edda is not in a hurry. Eda, who stepped through the Great Labyrinth with him, is not upset by this degree of wound.
"No. Fine."
"Huh?"
"I wipe the blood off, but the wound stays the same"
"Oh, really?
"Oh, not until we leave the royal palace."
The wound between Lecan's eyebrows is a testament to Saliel's victory. So now it's good to stay like this. That young man deserves as much as he does.
Rekan gave a deep salute to the king sitting in the audience. Next to it, Edda also shows courtesy.
Sariel is still being examined by the pharmacists. I sent a meeting to Lecan, so I nodded small and thanked him back.
Soon there will be applause.
"Edda. Go with the Manfreys. I'll get dressed in the holding room and rendezvous."
"Yeah. Okay."
Lekan turned around and left Nanbu Field. Take the lead of the attendant and head to the holding room.
When I entered the holding room, I knew there was one human being. But I didn't really concentrate on working [3D perception], so I was wondering if there was a samurai who showed me around.
When I entered the room, there was one girl there. He is wearing black clothes and white frilled servant clothes. But young. Around ten. If Life Sensing had worked properly at this time, I would have noticed how different this girl was. But unfortunately, in the royal palace grounds, "life sensing" is inhibited.
(More of a maid than a samurai?
(Is that what the royal palace has maids for?
(I wore a skirt this short)
(Such a young maid)
The girl opened her mouth with a dust and an uncle.
"Dear Lecan. I'll give you my husband's message."
"Master?"
"Brother Lecan. You promised the witch that you would visit me when you came to the king's capital. I have to keep my word. Promising a witch isn't just a promise. It's a cursed magic word. If you break a promise, something bad happens to you or the witch. Something terribly wrong. Wake up or I'll wake you up."
"Yacklebend? Your husband is Yacklebend Tomato!
"Oh, you remembered your name properly. I feel love."
"Wait a minute. Is that really a message?
"I can't get out of the king's capital because of my stupid vows. But inside the king's capital is my garden. Looks like there's someone in that garden you want to take care of right now. Ah, my fingers slip. Dangerous magic tools will be activated."
"It's you. You must be Yacklebend."
"If you think so, why don't you kill me? This maid."
Lekan focused on "stereoscopic perception" and examined the girl in front of him.
"Machine? No way. Is that a mechanical doll?
"Heh, Brother Lecan. I can see inside this doll. You have that kind of skill. Awesome."
"You're talking to me through this doll."
"Yeah. Huh? Wow, wow. Little incredible comprehension. Brother Lecan, are you sure you're from this world? Oh, no."
"Damn. There's only one thing I've seen. Tell me what to do."
"I'd like to see Brother Lecan in my eyes first. I was wondering if you could come to the mansion."
"No."
"Oh! The magic prop that calls for misfortune is activated."
"You, you'll be playing"
"That's right. He's alive means he's playing."
"How many hundred years have we been playing?
"I forgot. Ah. That's why I invite you to my house."
"Say no."
"Oh well. Do you say no? Ah. I'm in trouble. I don't know what to do. Mm-hmm. Okay. Push it. Poop."
The explosion sounded. Nearby.
Something clashed against the wall of the room.
Looks like there's been an explosion on the other side of the next room. A lot of stuff blew up and the sound of bumping into each other sounded for a while, eventually quieting down.
"Brother Lecan. Did you understand my passion?
"This is the royal palace."
"I know."
"You think you're just going to do this?"
"Haha. It's a little prank. To the Chancellor, I'll put in a proper no, so daijibu. By the way, Norma and Eda, where do you think you are now?
I hear people blurring. There was an explosion, so something came up.
Rekan's voice was cold the next time he came out.
"What's your errand?"
"It's like a glimpse of Brother Lecan. And I just want to ask you one favor."
"What is a wish?"
"I guess it's hard to say if that wasn't after we met."
"Will it take time"
"It'll all be over soon."
If you don't keep your word, something bad will happen. But there is no real possibility that the curse has been established by promises. Besides, we need to give Norma and Eda some time to evacuate to a safe place.
I'm pretty sure I made a promise. Unless you see Yacklebend once, they'll keep telling you to keep your word. That's decades or even centuries. I'm not kidding.
(Damn)
(I didn't promise you that)
Lekan spoke to the attendant man.
"Hey."
"Yes, sir"
"I'd like to ask Marquis Mashajane Manfrey Wazlov for a message. Can you ask for it?"
"Yes, sir"
"I can run errands and act differently. I want you to go home to the mansion first. Even if my return is delayed, Edda and Norma want me to send out the King's Capital to Mashajain by the end of the day. That's it."
"Okay. Dear Lecan."
The attendant bowed down and left.
The time is already evening. Because of your previous game, I was significantly behind schedule. I originally planned to leave the King's Capital by the end of the day, but this may not make it to the door. Anyway, Lekan's drawing Yacklebend's attention. We need to get him moved somewhere safe.