Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"- That's what I mean."

In front of me, Marquis Westin finished a series of reports with his head bowed all over the floor without a forehead.

The place is in sight. Fabius, who sits on my side sitting on the throne, is close by. In a place where his subordinates were lined up, he waited to freak out and shake out.

I raise my face from the letter I was looking through. The letter came from Wilhelm.

Just a little more to the story I've been waiting for, and I'm in a better mood.

That's how I turned my gaze on the man who finished the report today for the first time.

I heard the story, but the contents of the letter mattered more to me. I don't care about the Marquis Westin or anything. That's what I meant.

Ton, and finger slap the elbow of the throne that was sitting. With all that motion, the Marquis of Westin in front of him shuddered and fought in a daunting manner.

Open your mouth slowly.

"I see. I mean, that's what you got missed in Prince Friedrich's mercy, isn't it?

"Huh! Yes, no... never like that..."

I manage to block the Marquis' words from trying to complain that I'm not bad.

"Shut up. I left it to you because you said you didn't like it. I wasn't expecting more than I originally expected, but it ended badly. I thought I'd do something about it."

My heart was frightened.

A man named Marquis Westin is twice as vain as a man. Shortly after my reign, more anxious than anyone, he has said to me, 'I want you to leave it to me about Wilhelm'.

Some informants have used it several times. Grasp the corruption inside Wilhelm and let him find someone who's going to turn around here. And the latest from Lady Lydiana and eventually her dedication to me cut a big deal.

It's impossible anyway. There's no way a trinket like the Marquis of Westin could deceive Prince Friedrich or Lady Lydiana. I knew it would be Sekiyama in return, but I nodded.

Right after the wedding there too. In the middle of a bummer, somewhat, you just have to get in the way. It was recognition to that extent. I just have trouble getting extra done. As a lookout for the Marquis of Westin, he put on about two assassins for the assassination guild Black. I ordered them to send me information from time to time and saw what would happen, but it ended roughly as I had imagined.

The informant fled, and Wilhelm did not grow a bud of betrayal, on the contrary, the beginning and end of getting a message from Prince Friedrich.

I don't care because I deserve it about the Marquis Westin, but I just want to avoid what seems like I'm the one who set him up.

Because it's out of my mind that the shallow thoughts of a foolish man seem to have come out of me.

"That's good enough. I'm not as free as I am listening to your excuses. Think about what you've done and stay here."

Rise from the throne. I went through an entrance that only the royal family behind it could use and out into the hallway.

Glass corridors. It's a special road, so nobody else looks like me.

One, only the footsteps I walk were sounding. Stop the pitch and the leg.

"- Finish that man and his surroundings thoroughly. It's only harmful to let them survive. I'm not free enough to give 'next' to those who fail."

"Rikai. Oh, I knew this was happening"

From where no one was supposed to be, the answer came right back. A man shows up from behind a nearby pillar. As the man walked next to me, he complained with a musty swell.

"You know, don't you mistake me for a convenience store or something? Well, I'm better than anybody, but every time, every time, it's annoying to be pushed to the end."

Wearing a reverse cross pendant, a man in priestly clothing - Share said, "You know what?" He looked at me.

"I came back from Wilhelm because you really just followed me. I'm sorry for being such an eyewitness. And newcomer education? Oh, and I don't want to do that again. Even the head of the guild took it because you said so, but he really wants to throw it away right now."

Sharet was asked to go to the Marquis of Westin with a 'black' newcomer. Because if anything happens to him, it's possible to come clean of it all.

Convenient my tools. Tools can't complain to users.

"You shut up and listen to my orders, that's fine."

"I guess that is. But, you know, that rookie, he's gonna hate it. You can barely stab our prey with a knife and interrupt it."

Speaking of which, you haven't brought your neck back this time.

Earl of Villain in Wilhelm, first approached by the Marquis of Westin. There was only a risk in using him, so I ordered Sharet to kill him at a time Wilhelm could have guessed, but unlike usual, he didn't bring his neck back.

"Did you change your purpose?

"No, I don't take home other people's tricks. Because I don't deserve your mother's souvenir. I just want to make my own souvenirs for my mother."

"The one about being a preacher."

"Not so much, but, well, I have a lot of things, too. Anyway, because I'm never gonna educate a newbie again. Let someone else do it, right? You know it's not for me."

"Right. After all, I think I broke it before I could use it."

The organization 'Black' is a guild in which good assassins are enrolled, but as far as I'm concerned, I didn't have to go beyond my share, but I wanted to find a presence that would line up. So I dubbed Sharet a 'rookie education' and put one promising assassin on it for later school, but it didn't work.

The man who witnessed Sharet's murder broke in too much shock.

Much of the confusion, I jumped on Sharet's prey and bought his discomfort as a result. I came back once, but it would be better not to count it in the head count. Look at the time, we have to dispose of this one, too.

Eyes on the share. He narrowed his eyes.

"Well, I'll take care of them. Later, if you'll let me go to Wilhelm, let me see Cain properly. Even during this time, the near miss is at best. I wanted to say hello."

"You have your job. I'm not letting you go to Wilhelm for fun."

"Well, I am. I want to see Cain every once in a while."

Gucci Gucci says, Sharet disappears.

I started walking down the hall again, as if nothing had happened to me either.

My heart was already full of something else.

A letter from Wilhelm.

That was the announcement of the timing of this year's international conference. For the past few years, I have continued to be absent on my father's initiative, but of course I intend to attend this year myself.

The location is Wilhelm.

There is Lady Lydiana, whom I have ordained to be My Lady.

"- It doesn't matter how strong Prince Friedrich is. There's a trump card for you."

I'm sure they haven't imagined it. I don't like that.

I chuckle.

"Well, princess. Long time no see."

It is in the autumn that the international conference will be held. We're still a little ahead of us, but there's a lot to prepare for here, too. Just because you got the trump card, no rush. Wait till then.

I thought of my queen's face, which you will see for a long time.

My righteous queen will be beautiful.

I'm Prince Friedrich's wife now, but I'll make sure to let him stand next to me in a few years.

So determined again, I went back to my room in the back of the castle.