That's why I have one somewhat unusual friend, more.
But, Mr. Lunaria... it's not, even if Lunaria and I are friends, what I do remains the same.
With His Highness Ethel, the days of his unfamiliar activities in the Capital of Teardrops (Iliastia) continue with his appearance at ceremonies and night clubs everywhere.
... I can see it well when I'm beside him, but His Highness moves around really well every day.
He smiles at many people, sometimes face-to-face, talks through them, persuades them, draws assistance, directs profits, and does a lot of things to mame, even as far as I can see.
- I remember Marie's words.
The biggest danger we are prone to fall into when trying to do good is the error that "we are acting for a good purpose, so it is also determined with the consequences".
Although this has been the case in previous lives, people do not necessarily move with logical correctness.
If it is the words of those who dislike it, it seems quite correct, but it is not easy to synchronize, and if it is the words of those who are greatly indebted, even if it is somewhat impossible to defend them.
Some contested enemies persuaded perseverance can be strong allies, while others feel scorned by those who believed the other way around, making their love turn upside down and enemies at once.
Names, profits, factions, likes and evils - there are many elements that move people, and they are intertwined in layers.
Correctness does not necessarily move people.
It is the behavior of those who complain about correctness that moves people.
And His Highness Ethel knew all too well about the area.
Meet and talk to a huge number of people, little by little, tenaciously, so that the story of the Southern development proceeds.
And among other things, His Highness was in no hurry and seemed calm.
It reminds me of a certain cleaning husband's grandfather from a novel I read in my previous life.
When you have a very long road, just the next step, the next breath, the next sweep of mushrooms. Just think about:
Then it becomes fun. It's fun, so I can get to work.
For the first time in His Highness's work, I was kind of that, skilled and enlightened.
Sometimes I was ordered to accompany His Highness Ethel and accompany him everywhere.
Sometimes he stood silently, sometimes asked to speak modestly of some martial arts medals.
I was also wondering if it would work that well, but "being a hero" still seems to have quite a publicity effect.
Wherever I went, I got a lot of attention, a lot of talk, a lot of correspondence.
What surprises me is that when I walk down the street about His Highness dressed properly as a knight, I hear cheers from the citizens of the capital.
A lot of citizens don't like to explore the South... but I guess that means this.
The samurai poem from Bi's "The End of the Holy Knight" also sounds a lot more like the capital.
If you ask me, the earlier duel is also turned into poetry by the quick-handed poet, which seems to be a lot more widespread.
A holy knight responding to a duel by protecting a beautiful luxury whore, tangled in a drunken aristocrat.
There's no way a poet would miss such a delicious story... I listened to the story on the corner and it was still so beautified that it was somehow or even this.
In the poem, I said something terrific, beating down the dueling vicious aristocracy, and Lunaria feels terribly pitiful and pitiful.
It feels like an ambush, we meet before a night club, and we can't even look at each other - events like this are added, and at the end of the day, it's a hug and a kick to the cheek.
"Beautiful love at all."
"Except for the fact that it's not real, it's perfect."
"Alas? Do you want it to be real?
"If this is real, give me a break because I'll have one less precious friend"
When I smiled bitterly and said so, Lunaria laughed dullly.
"Will, is your friend more important than your lover?
"In this position, you have a hard time making friends."
Honestly, I enjoy talking stupid things to my friends rather than flirting with my lover.
I can't imagine a little bit that I'm the sight of whispering love to my lover.
"Hehe. Wouldn't it be harder to make a lover at that rate?
"Right. There are people who come closer in the guise of a superficial romance."
"What an dishonest man to deal with the Holy Knight! I wonder how much love we'll ever have?
"Right, money or something"
They looked serious and talked to each other, but they laughed at each other around here.
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While working politically as "Holy Knight".
I sewed between them and went out to Colored Street to treat them several times.
Whatever form we are going to assist, we have to figure out the structure of the problem first.
"Thank you, Cleric."
"No. Be sure to thank God of Lightning"
"Well, then, God of Lightning, thank you."
"Ah. The familiar cleric of Lunaria. Hey? I was wondering if you could come to my house, but there's a kid who's not feeling well. Sure, thanks. Wow?
"Yes, with pleasure. Even a single piece of copper coin and a sincere prayer to God, we will treat everything."
I didn't actively name him, and due to the nature of the colored streets, he doesn't actively ask me about his identity.
I was not accepted as a holy knight in this neighborhood, but as a "familiar, favorite cleric man of Lunaria".
... Well, Gracefield, I'm not hiding my faith, so there are probably quite a few people who are guessing.
Anyway, along with Lunaria, who bought me guidance and an intermediary, I walked around and...
"Anyway, first praise me, admit it, make me think I'm special, make me feel good about them."
"But what if I can't find a place to praise you?
"That's immature evidence. If you're hairy," You're manly, "or if you're a regular uncle," Otona's man is beautiful... "
"What if I still can't find it?
"Right......" Customer, the ear shape is cute. You like something. 'It's convenient not to pick someone. "
The conversation I hear, I don't know, wow.
Lunaria is having a chat with some familiar whores beside my treatment.
Sometimes, young, mostly apprenticeship-like whores give this and lectures to each other.
"Acting skills are important. Feel good, be shy, be sweet."
"Acting skills, are you?"
"Yes, I felt it was especially important to pretend, to pretend to be ashamed. Because if you don't moderately satisfy a man with a strong emotional appetite, he can get murky and persevere. Protecting your body is important, isn't it?
"I see, you'll learn"
"When you're done, the excitement of a man suddenly cools down, so it's a good hand to put it over there and talk about your moist, pathetic body."
"Ooh..."
"Anyway, you give the illusion that you have an advantage, that you are recognized. Because men are weak in that way."
How to scorch a man.
Where lips are used.
How to use finger tricks and fragrances.
Chi or sweet tricks and when to use them.
Prevention of bad breath and body odor.
Rhetoric that makes the hardware contribute.
At the end of the day, there was a wide variety of teachings she talked about, ranging from behavior in the bedding to mating tricks to pussy care.
She hasn't given up on caging me or anything like that since she knew I was listening to her.
Flat, the apprentice girls tell their opponents a clear story.
"When you get old, women lose their color, lose their incense, and men leave. All you can count on is money and jewelry. - Let the dogs eat true love."
How practical.
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"Talk about Lunaria, I don't know, it's amazing"
"Oh. Behind the stage of a businesswoman, disillusionment?
As we speak, we walk down the street where Yukou lines up the house to head to the next treatment destination.
Tsuji has a bottle that stores rainwater for extinguishing the fire, and measures against the fire can be felt.
We tend to forget that it is a feeling of previous life when the techniques of fire prevention and extinguishing have developed, but in this age, fires in cities of this size can be catastrophic.
"Yeah. Wow"
"…… amazing?
I nodded at her tilting my neck.
"It's a stack of practice moves, showing beautiful stuff."
I don't know, I'm a warrior.
I hone my skills every day to destroy, kill, and defeat.
He is hailed as a hero and proclaims the teachings and prestige of God by arguing against powerful enemies.
I don't think that's a bad idea, but...
"…… I think it's amazing that someone can show you beautiful dreams"
Well done dreams and illusions can help us live today, even if we knew they were lies.
Though it's something I also think of in a bard poem like Vi's. Making something beautiful like that is amazing.
"Better than breaking, killing, beating... I'm sure, all the time"
Lunaria, who was walking next door, stopped.
Turning around, she had an indescribable expression.
A smiling, crying, strange look.
"……… I knew you were different."
I'm not very conscious, so I tilt my neck.
"Am I right?
"That's right.... Really, heck one"
She narrowed her eyes and said...
"Even you teach people how to manipulate yourself."
"Oh, that one of mine is fine. There won't be a fight with those kids."
"I'm sure that's true…………………"
"Besides, it's not going to be a very good idea what happened to those kids."
I silenced the words without thinking.
Although prostitutes vary, they are children who have been bought into brothels carrying debts.
Really the lowest prostitute - oh I can understand what the word 'sexual exploitation' is like - compared to the area, though it's still better.
Circumstances are different from those of people who are temporarily hookers as connecting jobs in order to compensate for a reduced income due to loss of employment, etc.
You'll be held in a brothel, and you won't be free until you pay off your debts. And...
"You can do something about the debt yourself, even if you find someone to contract with. It's hard for a whore to be a normal stranger."
…………
"You only know how to swing a man. … if you are a normal child, you will see and hear all the time in a normal household, you have no idea about the differences in your home"
So in the end it goes bankrupt.
Or being in a concubine position, and that makes it difficult.
Lunaria speaks faintly.
"Though I'm not saying that what makes me happy is that I don't. Everybody, finding a good man and congratulating him is not something you can do. - Including me."
Ironically flaunting her shoulders, she seemed a lot unreliable.
And then she smiled.
"So don't let the playwomen fool you.... because it is absolutely uncomfortable for someone like you to think about serious marriage"
"…… I guess."
"That's right. I'll advise you as a friend."
I often walked silently.
A boat crosses the waterway beside him.
The sailor (Kako), who held the boat, mumbled a folk song he didn't know very well.
"So, I've been through the last few days, and it seems like I've been thinking a lot, but did something come up?
".................. yeah, well. Just a little."
Though it's not the kind of hand that can solve all of those things neatly.
But also for this kind friend.
"Just a little bit. We have to do something."
I murmured with determination. [M]