Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

(Rainfoot is much weaker, but it's still coming down)

Ars welcomes several mornings in the bed of Robrow's room.

The rain that keeps falling from last night as it enters my ears only made me a little nervous that it was getting weaker but still falling.

(No, you don't. I'm the one who's worried.

Normally, one name of Ars is "self".

When he named himself "I", only in times of anxiety, and when he used it more in his mouth, it was only in front of someone he truly trusted.

And right now, there are two people Ars can talk to using "me" - one and one, to put it in detail.

Alsen Padrick, a beautiful soldier who took care of Ars, who was like a stray child, not sure if he was at the whim of a nobleman, but even got a job as a soldier.

One of them was only a "rabbit sage", who still doesn't know what the reason is, but uses the "banned technique" prohibited by the state to look like a rabbit.

And since last night, the rabbit sage has still disappeared.

(Lord Sage seemed to care more about Lily than his own life, so I'm sure there's a reason not to finish.)

Ars remained lying next to his bedroom, blinking his empty eyes.

And I still notice that Louis snores quite a lot from the side.

"Ars may lose sight of you when you concentrate, so be careful there."

I remember being noticed by Alsen when I was too focused and neglected about things around me.

At the time of the archery of swordsmanship, still a trainee and "shaped", Arsen, the instructor of the classroom, was supposed to give me Arsen's opponent, who was no longer able to fight.

None of the trainees and military personnel assigned to the education team were able to deal with Ars in the case of a battle without a "type" - they did not.

When it came to how other Ars were able to train, study and exercise kept the upper hand, but somehow magic - when it came to magic, there was no teasing.

The reason for reading the book was perfectly comprehensible, but when it comes to various magical practices, it is completely useless.

However, apparently, Ars had excellent qualities to be liked by the "spirits", who were either happy or unhappy or essential for magic and witchcraft.

As soon as the instructor invited the Spirit into the study room, he did not go to the person who called him, but flew around with a completely talentless trainee, Ars.

It's just that Ars is the Salamandel of the Spirit of Fire (the little Lizard of Fire) crawling around his neck, but the Spirit of the Wind is kidding and messing with his hair.

Can I get you anything?

and like this, the unnoticed Spirit was also seen to be more lonely.

And to compensate for the magical talent of "teasing," Ars' swordsmanship talent was so sharp that in military personnel in military schools, he would not have served unless he was once called a hero.

However, no matter how awesome the swordsmanship was, Ars was not proud at all.

No matter how much I praise you around.

♪ 'Cause I don't have the talent for magic ♪

And I laughed so mockingly.

However, the result of the irregular "bump" condition was not on the contrary, making the relationship between Ars trainees a lubricating object.

And what Ars personally felt was "lucky" was that he had improved his swordsmanship so much that he could even work with his beloved Arsene.

Above all - it was also Arce's secret to have feelings for Arsene, such as "brother".

When Ars concentrated too much on a mock match with Arsen, his protection was neglected, and the arrow used in the training was about to fly over his shoulder and be ejected.

Arsen prevented and protected the arrow.

At that time, Ars receives a worrying look from Arsen that he is too focused to see his surroundings.

I wasn't concentrating on the fight, I really enjoyed my training time with my "brother" and I couldn't say I was obsessed because I was overjoyed.

(Dear Arsen, I can't tell you how thick I was concentrating)

In fact, even in the case of mock combat, the Ars could have won 5-on-1 matches for swordsmanship only.

But apparently, the matter was passed on to Alsen through other instructors.

And the wise Arsen realized that Ars couldn't avoid the arrow, the "real reason".

A few days later, I was personally called to the Alsen instructor's office, briefly told why Als had concentrated too much, and I could only lean down.

Alsen's heart was filled with joyful surprises that the boy, who cared casually at first, loved himself more than he thought.

"You have no choice, child."

With that said, Arsene took off the white gloves that she stood up from her chair and always filled, gently stroking Ars' head with a pom.

"I'm in the position of a teacher. If I leave it on my side, I'm afraid I'm like a pretty little brother and I'm going to spoil Ars'

That's all Arsen said and returned Ars from the instructor's office.

And a few days later, Arsen decided where to assign Ars.

However, there is only one person assigned to Ars.

The "escort unit" of one wise man, that there are no other contemporaneous new soldiers, let alone even military personnel to be seniors.

And while magic is certainly a tease, it also became rumoured that Arsen had decided, almost arbitrarily, to assign a good Ars for swordsmanship.

Even though Arsen rubbed a little with several army executives in the upper ranks of the army, Ars's colleagues, who are deaf, teach him.

According to what I was told later, there were a few people in Ars' swordsmanship who were secretly wearing his eyes, but Arsen decided to poke at them.

Ars worried, but he couldn't ask Arsen anything that wouldn't change on the surface, until the day before he left for his assignment.

And more than half the sync traveled to the new assignment, completely drenched, in the hallway of the military school, Ars found Arsen nestled.

As usual, he had a beautiful face even from the same sex, narrowed his green eyes slightly cut, and looked out the hallway window at the view.

"-Als."

Arsen notices Ars and speaks up.

When Ars lowered his head small, he stood beside Arsen as he was invited with his left hand filled with white gloves.

'Gentlemen, you've gone to a new assignment. For what's been so busy, I miss you.'

Arsen spoke gently to Ars, sitting beside him.

Alsen, who talks about being lonely, is going to cheer up, and Als tells the sync that he wants to talk.

'But we're getting together for a quick sync meal - because we're talking about having a drink. About two months from now, there's a martial arts tournament between a new soldier and a female knight, so we all need to get together soon.

So, if you like, please come with me, Master Arsen. "

'Ars, you're sweet. You're going to be a good brother.

At that time, Arsen did not know what it meant to use the word "brother".

Because Ars couldn't think of having a beautiful girl witch with the same green eyes as her younger and mighty Arsen at her assigned location.

And most importantly, I didn't think that the word "brother" was the most suitable word for a beautiful soldier beside him.

Arsen's phrase "to be a good brother" only complicates Ars a little bit.

Now Ars asked Arsen to dispel the complexity.

"Master Arsen, why are you here?

"This hallway is where I remember my days as a trainee."

For the sake of memories, Arsen's face seems cut. Ars looks up to his superior officer, who is only a little taller than himself.

'It's not a very pleasant memory. Because it's such a place and a memory, once clearly rejected by the admirer'

Arsene is rejected, first of all it was unbelievable to Ars and he had his empty eyes rounded.

"It's rare and funny that Ars is surprised"

After Arsen looked at Ars' face surprised with his extreme seriousness - he laughed.

'I don't know if I'm lucky, but I realized that this is the first time people have hated me in this place. Well, actually, it wasn't "Alsen Padrick," it was my thing, the background thing. "

Creating just a bit of a meaningful atmosphere, the beautiful superior officer had a gentle grin, turning his uncut face around when he said he was hated.

'Don't worry, Ars. When I was rejected, it did hurt.

But now the other person, the admirer and I are best friends. "

"Best friend"?

Ars doesn't have any best friends.

Before Arsen picked him up, Ars was in an orphanage, apparently, but there were certain circumstances from which he came out to escape, and no one close to him or anything.

Even when he was enlisted in the military school by Arsen, Ars, who has a good personality and good appearance on his face, becomes quite popular.

Without Ars' knowledge, outside the military school, there was something like a support team coming.

However, there was a strange and timid place in his person, and he avoided making it rather than being able to be a "best friend", although many friends could be made at the same time as the trainees.

But the glare when the admirer talks about his "best friend" casts a small shadow on Ars' mind.

Arsen, who sensed Ars depressed by the word "best friend," pounded gently on the head of the same blonde boy as himself again, as he had one day.

"My best friend is either going to have me make a declaration, or we're going to know each other over time. It's not to be detained.

By the time we become best friends, we have a lot of things to do.

That's what you hate, you fight a combination, you preach to your older opponents'

"Master Arsen, is this a mix-up fight?!

It was an incredible story to Ars about Russia, and he had overheard it.

Arsene seems to have fun, answering Ars' questions.

'Yeah, well, I'm not the same person as I remember in this hallway. It's just that my best friend who made the combination, who hates me - is also the benefactor who changed the feelings of my current best friend'

"Dear Alsen, you have two best friends."

Arsen shakes his head and denies the words he was told two people in a rare voice envious of Ars.

'I had four. But there's only one person I can see right now. "

'Huh?'

In the surprising, empty eyes, Alsen's side appears.

Arsene doesn't see her goddaughter surprised, she keeps looking out at the view and talking.

"Of the three, one of my best friends, who I no longer see, is dead."

Ars bit his lip when he saw Arsen speaking without pale emotions, even in the words of saying he was dead.

Although pale, Arsene felt sorry for her when her best friend was gone.

Ars understands what I'm holding.

Arsen tells Ars why he is someone who does not put a form of grief, a "tear" on the table.

'The second person "had something to do," he said one day suddenly saying goodbye to me and disappearing. Now I don't even know life or death.

- The third one. '

'That's enough!

Ars accidentally stopped Arsen from speaking.

In the past, Arsen pounds Ars' head, whose punishment looks as bad as it did when he personally called him in, just as he did before.

You will want to bring tears to your sad memories yourself, turn all the mercy in Arsen to Ars, and stroke your head.

I don't know why, Ars was more like that with his empty eyes overflowing with tears.

'Best friend, it's good to have someone you care about to protect. Live for those who want to protect you.

I try my best because I want to be with someone who wants to protect me.

But if you put too much weight on it, when you lose it, your mind loses balance, and people are out-of-the-box brittle and easily broken.

And I taught me hate in this hallway, if I lost my longing best friend, I'm sure my heart would be broken '

"If it's Master Arsen,"

"Master Arsen will be fine" could not be said to Ars, who now seemed to have zero tears.

Because Ars knew that the beautiful aristocratic soldier he loved had made one of his best friends, now unique, one of his great heart's supports.

If Arsene had mourned the person, Arsene would have broken "beautifully", but for some reason Ars could easily have imagined it, and his chest was sore.

'Just a little bit about where to assign him to Ars, I was thinking about talking. However, you can't help this place. It makes me sentimental.

There are too many important memories here '

Alsen, who always spoke only polite words, narrowed the story uncommonly and briefly.

Ars also snorted silently to agree with Arsen's words, having managed to contain his eyes to the point of moisturizing them.

I looked at Ars snorting silently and smiled softly and beautifully as Arsen pulled out his shoulder strength.

"Okay, Ars. In about an hour, please come to the cherry tree line at the entrance to the military school.

I still need to talk to you a little bit about where you're assigned. "

That said, Arsen put his hand on Ars' right shoulder with a pong and went down the hallway without smiling back again.

Maybe I shouldn't have made my best friend yet.

Arsen is a benefactor to Ars in life and I want to protect him no matter what.

But that shouldn't be how I feel about my friends.

When I was walking around thinking about "best friends," Ars came to the entrance and exit that sometime led to the outside.

♪ Anyway, we gotta make sure we don't forget our promises in an hour ♪

From the military school facility, once I went out to go back to the living room where I was packing my bags, the sound of my wings and a small shadow passed in front of Ars.

Ars remembers that the white dove was indeed Arsen's user demon.

Looking up, the window in the clerk's office in Alsen was open.

I guess I can't be Alsen's best friend.

Ars was convinced that the white dove must have flown to Arsen's "best friend".

And an hour later. Alsen, whom Als secretly revered like his "brother," stood ahead and waited in a tree-lined path with cherry blossom petals dangling beautifully.

I hear Ars was here early but Arsen will surpass that so as not to delay.

Alsen smiles beautifully as she dances cherry blossoms.

"Sorry for my convenience, Ars."

'No, I don't mind'

No more, the brittleness I felt earlier didn't make me feel fine dust from Arsen either.

'Quick, but we're talking about where we're assigned. I don't have a single simultaneous student assigned to Ars, but I'm fine.

My boss, Sage, is a very unusual, twisted thing, a troublesome, stinking infidel. "

Ars was surprised by the sudden explanation of Arsen, blinking his empty eyes violently.

I was greatly surprised to hear words from Arsen's mouth, accusing individuals, like "no out" if I tried Ars.

And now a troubled smile - with Arsen's real smile on his face, Ars continued his words toward.

"It's just that the wise man knows more about the dignity of life than anyone else in this world."

"The dignity of life, is it?

Arsene nods quietly.

"Ars, you have learned the importance of life from me and this school. But I still haven't grasped the dignity."

When Arsene first picked up Ars.

In my memory, the boy's eyes were the very colour of the cloudy weather "Dong Teng".

(Even if I want to die, I can't. I don't know how to live)

The thin dirty boy said that all over his body.

Arsen himself, I don't know how I helped Ars then.

But Arsene was responsible for helping.

Let him be the first to sober up and spend a year caring for a place where he can live and work, one of his mentors, and a tool shop run by a couple of bruises.

From Azami, who was from the military and now retired, he said, "Why don't you enlist Ars in the army?" He was advanced, and then Arsen enlisted Ars as an identity underwriter and guarantor.

And the boy puts it in swordsmanship, pulls out the group and shows his head corner, and swordsmanship that doesn't fit into the mould lightly defeats the boy who was called a genius in sync.

In the previous game played among the same period students, they went to the final, but because they were too far out of the form of swordsmanship, they lost judgment.

From then on, the opponent of Ars' swordsmanship archery will be Arsen.

And Alsen gives me advice.

"Ars, your sword is all about precisely where people can take their lives.

How the person is spotting and attacking the weak parts, including the steeple.

You have to refrain from attacking a target that is not an enemy and that will mow your life lightly. '

Arsen told me that Ars realized for the first time that the attack he was launching was like that.

So, after being advised, I asked Arsen what he had told me about Ars' sword in the same time I had exchanged swords, and I was stunned.

"Ars, are you serious?! Was that attack unconscious?!

Several fellow students who have crossed swords throw back words that round their eyes and ask Ars back.

Ars was also laughed at the moment he rounded his empty eyes and nodded to admit that it was something he had been doing unconsciously.

♪ Ars is natural ♪

Ars began to tease me in a good way from then on, and I was able to take care of my fellow students like friends who talk to me easily, and after hearing about it naturally.

Ars finally realized that his "swordsmanship" was such an attack that it would prune the lives of his contemporaries, and he feared from it.

In times of peace, taking a life is instantly ruining the relationships and efforts we have built up to that point.

Ars became 17 years old and realized that his life was worth it.

And before he was picked up by Arsen, for the first time, the boy confessed to one life he had taken with swordsmanship without knowing why.

So, Ars was afraid of his sword, and he couldn't cross swords with his trainees again.

Because when I confronted him with a sword of sorts, I couldn't restrain myself from laying my sword on all the "places I could prune".

So the "time to train with Arsen" that I could not hesitate to confront as much as I wanted was really valuable to Ars.

Arsene, who taught me such an important "time and life," continues to speak for Ars.

"And, Ars. If you are a wise man going to escort now, it is a haz that stretches out the talent that is in you and puts it on the table in a way that is recognized in this Celisanceum kingdom.

That sage and Ars would be fine.

I guarantee it, Alsen Padrick. '

Filling her beautiful green eyes with tenderness and letting the same golden hair as Ars wind with cherry blossom petals, Arsen made clear.

"Dear Alsen?

Removing the white gloves he always wore, Arsen wrapped both cheeks of Ars with bare palms, like his brother who reassured his young brother.

"When I was a young man, Father..."

So Arsen turns just a little red and puts his right hand on his mouth, which was accompanied by Ars' cheek, and coughs up his cochon and his air.

Apparently, I was embarrassed to put out words as I was at a young age.

When Ars laughed unexpectedly and bitterly, Arsen wrapped Ars' face with another gentle grin at his gradually laughing godson.

'When I was still young and anxious about something, my father used to say to me, with his big hand like this, with his face on.

"Arsene will be fine."

So it's an imitation of my father from me, but it's also hemmed to Ars.

"Ars will be fine." '

"Dear Alsen, thank you"

Although Ars doesn't have, and doesn't know, family or best friends.

The people Arsen cared about were definitely budding in their desire to protect.

And while rubbing a little with the upper ranks of the army, Arsen decided to protect whatever "sage" he decided for Ars.

'Tomorrow, you're assigned. Come on in, Ars. I'm probably still in the army.

If you're an "unfaithful, unfaithful," "sage" fool, I'll ask you as much, so be there when you're on public holiday. "

Put your hands wrapped around your cheeks on both shoulders of Ars and give them another word.

'Yes, Dear Alsen, thank you for your words of encouragement'

And just once in my heart "thank you brother," Ars groaned toward the existence of a desire that neither blood nor memory could connect.

The next day, Ars was assigned to the Sage of the Rabbit, where Arsen made scattered representations - not even the figure of a person.

And while Arsen had sporadically said it, Rabbit Sage's "escort unit" was certainly the perfect place to grow Ars' talent.

It seems that Arsen was also better than expected with Ars, who is also too honest, and with the infidel, infidel sage.

And most importantly, the sage rabbit who hates the "army," Netuark, accepted Ars because Lily, the girl whose life is more important than her own, accepted Ars, is a decisive hit.

There were circumstances, and a few years ago Lily had temporarily closed her mind perfectly to "people".

It was Netuark who had already used the ban to look like a rabbit at the time that picked it up and healed it.

The rabbit sage did the year-by-year "treatment," first touching Lily with plants and spirits.

Neither, I will try to touch Lily more than I need to.

But if the girl wants, she'll stay on her side as long as she wants.

The rabbit sage, who seemed to have solved only a little of his mind's strength, proceeded to the next step.

It was about touching the animal and Lily.

When the rabbit sage calls in with a strange whistle, Lily smiles, surprised but gradually only slightly, as the animals gather in the 'Town Guard Forest', where the magical mansion is located.

The treatment phase then proceeds to the next.

Now it was "adult" - communicating with people.

The line of communication with the "adults" actually started when Lily was originally being picked up by the Mansion.

In the magical mansion of the rabbit sage, Lily, who had just been taken away, was in a state of promise, sometimes injured, and just lay on the sleeping table in the days.

To the girl just lying on the sleeping table, the rabbit sage read every day on Lily's pillow the postcard that it arrived from an old man, who runs one old bakery, that he lives in the Wang capital.

And when Lily can wake up, it is suggested by the rabbit sage that she should write to the "old man who runs a bakery in the king's capital".

Lily, whose emotions were still "Bobo," obeyed honestly.

At first, it was like Lily wrote 1 and the old man at the bakery would give me 10 back.

But as Lily's heart is healed, she begins to see herself enjoying the letters from the old man, and the contents of the letters she returns are slightly, but longer.

Above all, it was very clever that the contents of the old man's letter in the bakery pointed to the inside and all, to interest Lily's heart and feelings "outside".

When the mind, which was closed like a girl's firm bud, began to open slightly, a rough treatment was given at the end.

Lily came to the magic mansion of the rabbit sage for the second spring.

Letters from the old man at the bakery are interrupted, which had reached Lily almost every day for a few days after the day that the cherry blossoms were full.

By then Lily had recovered quite a bit, until she could normally have a conversation with the rabbit sage.

"Sage, Grandpa Barrota, is something wrong?

The old man in the bakery was firmly rooted in Lily's heart, though only the connection between the name and the letter letters.

And in the rain that scattered the cherry blossoms near the end, a man with an eyelid in his left eye, named the old man's apprentice in the bakery, came wrapped around a rain-sheltered hood.

When a visitor named the bakery apprentice came to the magical mansion of the rabbit sage, Lily was the first to make contact.

Lily always carries a letter, holding her umbrella and waiting in the courtyard of the mansion as it rained the golden frog, the sage usage demon of the rabbit.

Visitors come in the rain as it descends to scatter the last cherry blossoms.

Lily didn't notice the footsteps of the man mixed with the rain noise when he was observing the grass flowers in the garden dripping his head in the rain's Shizukura by offering an umbrella inspired by the bell orchid he had just received from the rabbit sage.

The moment Lily turned to you when she noticed the loud sound of "Pashan".

That was Lily's first encounter with someone in two years.

Lily was surprised by people, dropped her umbrella and began to shake her blurb as she wet herself in the rain.

But the visitor was terribly calm, dropped his posture, took care of the umbrella Lily had let go of, and let the girl hold the umbrella again.

Stay low and open your mouth staring at Lily with your black eyes on the right without your eyelids on.

'You don't have to be scared. I'm Dan Lion. He's the bakery's grandfather Barrota's best apprentice, an apprentice baker. "

"Grandpa Barrota's, apprentice?

As soon as I heard Barrota's name, Lily's tremor stopped.

The apprentice baker opens his mouth again after confirming that Lily's tremor has stopped.

"For a while, Grandpa Barota hasn't been in Wang Capital. It's just that I keep the letter.

I was asked to give the letter to a girl named Lily. "

With that said, Dan takes out a letter wrapped in a splendid handkerchief with embroidered sleeping lotus, holding his hand on his chest so as not to get wet.

"Is your daughter, Mr. Lily?

I nodded slowly at Dan's words.

After making sure Lily nodded, Dan gives the girl a letter twirling a sleeping lotus handkerchief.

"You should take the letter"

The girl, frightened, squeezed the letter wrapped in a handkerchief offered by Dan.

Dan, who calls himself Barrota's apprentice, confirmed that Lily squeezed the letter before releasing his hand from it and opening his mouth.

"- Grandpa Barrota also asked me to tell him that I was sorry I couldn't write to him inside.

As soon as I got back to Wang Capital, I wanted to write to Lili, but I'm tired, and I'm actually feeling sick.

I have to go to a bakery while I'm an apprentice, so I can't go inside. "

"Grandpa, are you sick?"

Dan tells the story that Barrota is now alone on the sick floor in Wang Du's bakery.

Lily opened a letter wrapped in handkerchiefs, without even saying no to Dan.

The letter started with a greeting saying, "I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you news for a while." It was all about lightening up Lily's feelings, as usual.

Nowhere in the letter was there any statement that he was ill.

There were things Lily could have noticed that seemed like fun content, but she managed to get back into the crowd.

"There is a trembling spot in Grandpa Barrota's letter. Are you feeling so sick?

I finished reading the letter and Lily accidentally said it out loud.

Now Dan nodded silently and opened his mouth to talk about Barrota's condition.

"I managed to write up a letter this morning even though it wasn't a good addition or subtraction yet.

It's raining today, so it's hard to make a plan for the fermentation of bread, I can't leave it to one person.

For that reason, when I gave the bakery a break, Lily asked me to deliver it because she would be expecting a letter. "

As soon as I heard the story, Lily's heart was far more Yu "Maisa" worried about Barrota, an old bakery, than her fear of people.

'Grandpa, you don't have to.

I wish you could write to me because I'm sick and hard. "

Lily was worried about an old bakery who would write to her from time to time, as if it were a lie that she had been frightened by a blurb when she had not met someone in a long time.

"You're a stubborn old man inside, and you don't listen to me when I tell you to rest.

He's a really stubborn, troubled grandfather. "

With that word of Dan, "anger" sprouts small dots in Lily's heart.

That little flame of anger burned out once and for all the fright that was still nesting Lily's heart.

'Grandpa Barrota, he's not stubborn.

Above all, it's not your troubled grandfather or anything, there's never!

When Lily found out, she was angry at Dan for being stubborn about Barrota and saying she was in trouble.

"How can Lily say something like that if she's never had one?

I returned the words as if Dan had just made a little fool of himself.

'Even if I've never met him, I can't forgive him for making fun of someone I care about!

Dan in Lily's words, Dagger Sunflower, king of the girl's uncle, felt the same blood flowing to him.

"If they made fun of something important, they'd be angry like gods, no matter what they might be."

The blood belongs to Gloriosa, the first king of the nascent Selisanceum kingdom to hit his father for Dagger and his grandfather for Lily.

And that anger is proof that Lily was able to "take care of someone" that much.

Looks like the treatment went well, Netuak.

Dan smiled unexpectedly when he saw his recovered niece, looking into Lily's green eyes, which began to shine vigorously, even in the rain that fell.

Two years ago, it was decided to "pick up" and treat the dying Lily when she was a rabbit sage.

Between the forcible lifting of the ban and the appearance of man, and the paid sight, Dagger Sunflower, who became the second king, and the rabbit sage "Netuark Saxophone", were confronted.

Even though I say I will just confront you, I will observe the courtesy of my subordinates, and Netsuerk is kneeling before the throne where Dagger sits.

"I tremble with joy at this extraordinary honor that I will once again be depositing His Majesty's niece, Lili."

Even though Netsuruk's attitude was "grumpy," he said pale mouth first, not showing at all how shivering he was at the honor of being entrusted to look after Lily.

'Your Majesty, if you will allow me to make one advance, treat and restore Master Lily, but you cannot just restore her.

It's no different from the Fool Bogu, which repeats the history of the unrelenting battle.

Before obtaining the forgiveness of the prophecy, he kneels and drools his colorful head and spits out his words as one of the "adults" most angry and saddened by the fact that this situation, Lily, has become dying.

Wise men and kings were supposed to have equal positions against Lily.

Netuark is the daughter of his deceased companion's sister, and Dagger is the daughter of his brother Lily.

The two positions are taken from a girl named Lily, "Uncle."

And it was also these two uncles who took from Lily who became my father and mother.

To save the world and save people, the sage took Lily's mother's life, begged by the girl's mother.

As for the Pope, who would bring the country together, he decided that he had not been able to grow his heart to behave as a "father", and the king hid his daughter's presence from his brother and took his father from Lily.

That was tantamount to taking my daughter away from my brother, too, in a way.

And the two uncles, from the "guilt" of taking their parents away from each other's girls, take all the original action and lead to this tragedy.

The two uncles, ashamed of their tragedy, are determined.

When you make Lily happy.

"Don't be shy of anything anymore."

Between the glances of the two alone, Dagger orders Netsuerk.

Sage Netsuruk, just work out a way to make that girl happy.

To Dagger's words, Netsurk rarely happily and honestly bows his head and devotes the measures he had already contemplated to "each other".

'With no core, as it is now, Master Lily, healing Lily can be the same thing this time around if you encounter the same tragedy.

So in parallel to healing this wound, I want to build two solid "cores" in Lily first.

And that kid is a daughter who can be strong in trying to protect it, as long as she can connect to that core.

Above all, you will be able to empower yourself to be happy. '

"Who is the core?"

When the king asked, the wise man laughed unfaithfully and nodded.

"If you are the core, you will be irreplaceable to Lily. Most importantly, being Lily's core, rarely does it even make it go away."

"Really, is it good for Lily to just build a core?

Dagger asked Netsurk once just to confirm.

Netuark nodded quietly.

'My strategy this time is to sprout something original in Lily. Talent...... should I say?'

Netuak suddenly stares there.

"Sire, would you like to ask me one question?

The king was laughing a lot at the questions asked by the rare and wise men of that time.

'- What are you laughing at!

Even as Lily raised her voice of anger, Dagger remembered being asked, and Dan, the apprentice baker, was laughing.

(Sure, you have my father's blood muscles, but some of Lillie's talents have also grown from her aunt and mother)

The wise man who spotted and nurtured that talent should be inside the magic mansion in front of Dan, but he doesn't look like he's coming out.

Sage men like clowns who suddenly make people laugh in Vegetarian Su were asking the king if he was serious.

'Do you have talent for winning, or being strong or losing?

'If you say so much, why don't you go see Grandpa Barrota?

And Dan, the role that "Dagger" took on was the budding Lily's talent - to successfully extend the strength of her defeat and engage the girl with society.

'Huh?'

Lily stops the overflowing anger perfectly, turns her green eyes round and looks up at Dan, who smiles in the rain.

Dan returns to the position he was keeping low, going too far through Lily, and advancing his foot to the entrance to the magical mansion of the rabbit sage.

The girl rushed after an apprentice baker who made an unexpected suggestion with an umbrella.

As he enters the house at the entrance to the magic mansion, Dan takes off his rain shelter hood.

Lily still doesn't go under the house and stares behind Barrota's apprentice, who suddenly looks even dignified as he umbrellas in the rain.

Dan, on the other hand, looked back as he got used to it, taking off his wet hood, over a raingear-hung hook for visitors at the entrance.

Looking back at Dan, Lily looked a little frightened, albeit vicious.

He nods contentedly at the way it is, arms together, and, except for his mighty eyes, laughs and opens his mouth again at his younger brother, staring at his melon two nieces.

"I'm not lying to Lily about me, about Grandpa Barrota. Then go to the Wangdu bakery and meet Grandpa Barrota and you'll see. I'm lying or not."

I set further fire to Dan's figure, who put his arms together and said confidently, to the loss in Lily.

And I can't help but want Dan's words, "stubborn and troubled grandfather," to be retracted because of his connection to the gentle Barrota cultivated in two years of correspondence.

"Lily, are you a customer?"

Just halfway between Dan and Lily across the street, slightly distorting the space, the golden frog emerges with the rabbit sage voice.

"Hi, Sage," it's nice to meet you. I'm Dan Lion, a bakery barotta apprentice, who corresponds to your daughter, whom Sage takes care of.

On behalf of Grandpa Barrota, who couldn't send a letter inside today, I came to deliver it '.

Dan greets the golden frog that is floating in the air with a somewhat playful greeting.

If it is true, the user demon rarely talks, so Dan is "right" to take surprising reactions to the speaker demon and the golden frog opponent.

But Lily, who is living a life that is blocked from society, was the opponent, and she herself misunderstood that the demon was a talking thing, so she was fortunate enough to do it as a normal occasion.

Truth be told, both Dan and the rabbit sage who talks through demons are most nervous about this scene right now.

A little play was held in the courtyard and doorway of the rainy magic mansion to give the treatment a total finish and "Lily's determination to go out from herself".

'Oh, yeah. Is there something wrong with Mr. Barrota, the bakery, that he can't get a letter out?

"Sage, Grandpa Barrota was sick and ill, so she couldn't write to you."

Lily responded immediately to a question from the golden frog.

The user demon frog patted his eyes as he floated between Dan and Lily.

"Then if you don't visit me, I'll be impolite. But I can't get my hands off you right now in research. Uh-huh, this guy's in trouble."

If Lily hadn't spoken out of herself here about "going out to pay her respects," she should have refrained from talking once here.

And Lily opens her mouth.

'If you are in trouble, I will visit you!. Grandpa Barrota is certainly important, but I won't let you be rude to the wise!

―――

―――

Unexpectedly, only the rain surrounds the area.

In a strange silence, it was Lily who raised her voice first.

"Sage?. What happened to your apprentice, Dan?

"Lily, going to that old Barotta means going out to King's Landing, right?

The golden frog speaks slowly.

"Yes."

Lily replies firmly as she stares at the golden frog.

'Well, aren't you scared?. There are a lot of people in town, aren't there?

"But, wise man. I'm busy right now, and Sage can't go visit Grandpa Barrota, can he?.

I prefer to be told that the wise man is impolite to my feelings of fear!

On second thought, I repeated the exact same interaction as before the strange silence occupies the place, but silence wraps the place up, even in Lily's reply, where one and one of the girls' uncles is only a little uninterrupted.

"Hey, Netsurk! Lily is here to

"I'm worried about Grandpa Barrota, so I'm coming to see one of you!"

Isn't that where it feels like?!

Dan - Dagger accidentally flew telepathy to a golden frog and stuck it in Netuark.

"No, Dan. - I didn't expect that, either!

The golden frog, a relay station for telepathy, was faceless, but the rabbit sage - Netsuerk's voice had become one of great panic.

"And for now, Lily made the choice to go visit Grandpa Barrota, so let's move on in that direction, Dan."

That's what the rabbit sage says, he turns off his telepathy.

"Ah, this is Netsurk?!

My two uncles and I were thinking, the reason for the first step to get out of Lily is that the nuances are about to be slightly different.

But the "result" is certainly the form he wanted, so Lily's mother's "uncle" continues the treatment.

Dan wasn't that hungry, even though he was blocked from telepathy on his own.

Because it seemed like it would fit in a fairly superior way if I only looked at the results of the treatment.

(It is true that the purpose of Lily's treatment over the past two years was to recover until she went outside.

But Netsuerk, you're really in a hurry to see how that looks)

On his father's side "uncle" and His Majesty the King should be called a boulder, his uncle on his mother's side, the rabbit sage Netsuruk, had begun to look at the situation with some calm.

'Bye, Lily. You have to make a run for it, so get in the mansion once.

Mr. "Apprenticeship Bakery," can I ask for Lily's lift?

Dan accepts without anger, even if he is misnamed "baker" and "baker" by a golden frog.

So much, because I found Netsuerk's feelings unsettled.

'Oh, okay. I'm just here on a horse, so let's get Lily back and forth.

Bye, Lily. I'll wait here. Say hello to the wise. "

"Yes, I'll be ready to visit Grandpa Barrota on your behalf soon." Please wait, Mr. Dan. '

Lily folded a Suzuran pattern umbrella and carefully thanked Dan to go inside the magic mansion.

"I love it, I can help you, Sage."

With such joy floating all over her adorable face, Lily opened the door to the magical mansion and went in.

The golden frog, which was floating in the sky with a hoof, was at some point seated at the entrance to the front door.

And Dan - Dagger called out to his "uncle buddy," through a gold frog.

"I've never seen your prospects come off so magnificently."

Shut up, Dan.

The way Netsurk's mouth was heard, which he would never normally hear, Dagger found that another purpose besides the treatment of the wise man failed in a "nice way" as well.

"Netsurk, now you're not going to die easily."

Dan tells Xu "Momouro" as he says that, when he removes the eyelids he has on his left eye, purple eyes appear that pick up his emotions.

"Maybe, Dan, His Majesty can read Lily's feelings, can't he?"

The golden frog tells me a restless word for Netourc, and Dagger laughs.

So much so that Netsurk's emotions transmitted to Dagger's purple eyes were also shaky.

Around that shaking emotion, Lily's joyful feelings of "being able to help your favorite sage" were still on the doorstep.

'I was surprised, too, you would have known. But there is also Lily's treatment, but at the end of the day, there was just one "four heroes of peace" left, and to encourage Pope Barrota, there was a hell of a plan you "finally" set up.

Well, it flew in the right direction. '

In treating Lily, Dagger was remembering Netsurk, who was unfaithful and tactful.

"If you are the core, you will be irreplaceable to Lily.

Most importantly, being Lily's core, rarely does it even make it go away. "

Put down Barrota, who thought it was you who closed the curtain of life before anyone else, and the close friends had set the curtain of life ahead.

Netuark got Barrota, who had been preceded by his buddies, involved in Lily's treatment, asked her to do it, and corresponded to her in order to give her life tension, although it might be an extra favor.

Sage thought it was only to Barrota, who was thoughtful and gentle, that the role of the core deserved -.

"Me - I care about Grandpa Barrota, the former Pope. So, Netuark.

From now on, until he's able to stand on his own, you'll have Netuark Saxophone at his core. "

From the golden frog, the feeling of Netsurk is conveyed to Dagger, still undecided and shaky.

"If you don't have the courage to expose the child to the appearance of a man, be the most important of Lily's two cores as a rabbit sage."

Dagger said that as he looked up at the rain from the front door.

The rain has stopped and the blue sky is beginning to spread.

"I, if Lily has returned to society, acting as a" core "just a little bit. I was just thinking how creepy a stuffed rabbit sage looks like a monster would be and want to get out of this mansion right away."

Such a genuine leak from the rabbit sage, Netuark.

During the two years of treatment, Netuark diligently did what he thought was the "minimum care required" in the form of a rabbit.

If he talked to me, respond, if he seemed anxious, shut up. But he was on his side.

On the night Lily was anxious and unable to sleep in the dark night, she brought her picture book with her and read it to her until she could sleep with Dosun on her pillow.

On the summer day that there was a meteor swarm, I opened a large window in my bedroom - on the side of the bedroom in the attic - to show Lily a ton of shooting stars.

We talked to him about events every season, and we imitated the events together.

As quietly as I could, I was always on my side to watch.

Netuak did everything she could to tell Lily's mother that she wanted to do to her daughter the same way.

When asked about Netuark's "minimum care required" for Lily, Dagger was stunned.

"You know, Netuark."

When Dagger opened his mouth, he heard a "coming" voice and small footsteps from inside the magic mansion, and Dagger put on his eyelids and became "Dan Lion, an apprentice baker".

'Thank you for waiting, Mr. Dan. I will serve Grandpa Barrota's sympathy, well done!

Wearing a costume set by the state for the witch's outing, turned into a white hemp bag crossbody, Lily stands in front of her uncle, who, in a small body and a little condition, became a drop-off.

I have a voice that starts to sound from my totally invigorated niece, standing in front of me, all the way over Dan's left eye band.

The wise man will be glad to repay you.

To this, Dan had to laugh.

Lily carefully bowed her head to the apprentice baker, who suddenly smiled, as she leaned her neck wonderfully, thank you.

"Oh, then go, Lily"

'Yes! Oh, you're stopping the rain!. Sage, you're coming!

Lily seems to be aware that a sage looking like a rabbit doesn't show up for drop-off because Dan is there.

Instead, he greeted the golden frog cheerfully.

"Oh, be careful. Go away."

To the voice of the sage heard from the golden frog, Lily nods joyfully and calls on the courtyard where she begins to see the blue sky.

"Rain shelter hood, I'll get it on the way home, so don't leave it. And... '

Through the golden frog, he advises his fellow uncles who are unconnected with blood, as uncles whose blood connects with the girl, toward the wise man who drops off the girl.

"Don't lick the granddaughter of one of Heiding's four heroes, the first king of the nascent Selisanceum kingdom, the goddess Gloriosa?.

If you've earned gratitude and love, and if you like it, you'll try to respond to it with obnoxious force.

Netuark, take "responsibility for giving free love".

You can look like a rabbit, just be ready to be loved, okay?

That's it, Dan goes after Lily.

After a while, the door to the magic mansion opens, and now I see off Lily went - there was a Netuark who went out of his way to return to what people looked like.

"Even if you're ready to be hated, you're not ready to be loved, Your Majesty."

As he put his arms together, the wise man smiled and murmured lonely.

That's how Lily's two years of treatment went safely through a paragraph.

The sage rabbit was asked by Lily on the day she praised Barrota for her outstanding service on behalf of herself who could not go out.

"- Sage. Me, can I stay here forever?

"If Lily wants to be here, I don't care if she's here."

Hiking her tiny reverse triangular nose, Lily smiled and narrowed her strong eyes, her mother's woman and her two glazed eyes delighted to be her aunt.

Put your luxurious hands together in front of your little breasts and bow your head down to the rabbit sage, behaving and deeply.

"All the time, please"

Thus, Lily, the witch, while officially affiliated with the church, remained in the magical mansion of the rabbit sage as a "witch who takes care of the sage".

As a rabbit sage, Netuark, Lily was not so far away from the sage who looked like a rabbit, the magic mansion, or the king's capital, but she was just trying to hate the despicable "Hina" vibe.

If I proceeded to go to Barrota at the bakery, I thought it was all I wanted to go to, so I would have missed a lot of predictions.

And for a while, Dan, after the disguised King Dagger finishes his duties, he devotes his own private time to Lily's "pick-up" of the King's Capital shopping.

Also in the city of Wangdu, Barota escorted me to Lily as only an "old bakery owner".

One more challenge was communicating with "children", but across the slope from Barrota's bakery, Margaret opened the shop as a young and brilliant confectioner, although somewhat older than Lily.

When Barrota saw Margaret's character, she decided she could make good contact with Lily, and Lily could make a "friend of the child".

For Lily, who was wounded until her heart broke, it seemed that days of gradual tranquillity had arrived, but only a little worried, there was one.

Lily fell for herself and felt slightly jeopardized by "trusting too much rabbit sage."

Of course, trust is important in living together, but there are rabbit sages who are worried about believing in themselves.

'Don't you care too much?. Because she was a woman with a firm will of her own, whether it was Maple or that child - Lily's mother.

Look at Lily, who looks like those two, and you're on your own with your ideals,

"Lily should have her own will."

may be that you are "just pressing for hope."

By the time my third spring with Lily was about to begin, a beautiful man's junior - Alsen told me that he had a consultation with me, and I heard from the magic mirror at midnight, and conversely, when I talked to him first, Bassari and I were returned that way.

'Arsen, you still have no mercy for me, do you? If they were Grandor, you'd say it in an absolutely soft oblate, absolutely'

The rabbit sage repeated the word "absolute" twice, saying that he was treated too differently from his other best friend, and then narrowed his circular eyes enough to appear on the line to make his nose look like a crack.

- I've been a jerk to you for a long time.

If you're so worried, why don't you ask Lily to do something she absolutely doesn't like?

Arsene suggests to the rabbit sage with a beautiful smile, which would seem to be seen if she were a woman in line.

"Like what?

I never thought about Lily's reluctance, so she can't think of a rabbit sage inside.

Meanwhile, the junior who had all kinds of flirting in the army, with a frightened face, I will say one thing about being made a rabbit sage - a nettour of the army's superiors.

Why don't you feed the locust strawberry tenderloin by saying, "It's delicious because it's the tenderloin of your shrimp buddies"?

"Eh, you can't be such a terrible thing cute Lily.

Arsene, you have a beautiful face and white skin, but your stomach is black. '

Blame Arsen for the way the rabbit sage said "really incredible".

"I wanted to get rid of my adorable juniors' likes and dislikes, and I ghosted my heart out of them," you said, "and I ended up eating them."

Arsene was just a little happy, shaking in anger, doing the clever thing of smiling.

When the rabbit sage took the baby Lily out of his own hands from guilt, when Netsuark Sachfawn mourned his wife, followed by his wife's sister, who looked after him like a true sister, entrusted to him by his wife's sister.

Arsene said she was a "best friend", but could only send a few letters to the rabbit's sage, acknowledging that she had nothing to do but encourage them.

And then again, when he became Lily's "guardian" and heard rumors via his parents that two years of treatment had ended, a golden frog appeared at Arsen's.

I knew who the demon was, but Arsen didn't know whose demon it was.

"Hey, Alsen. Thank you for writing to me before. '

I was also surprised that the user demon spoke, but also a little surprised that Netuark spoke such a careless language.

(If that infidelity is back, it must be in good shape)

Even when the golden frog came to greet him, Alsen was still afraid of the heart of the rabbit sage.

And when I get in touch through a magic mirror in the middle of the night with some light consultation, on the contrary, I get consulted back by a rabbit sage.

Moreover, the choice of words had become infidel and infidel, reminiscent of the past.

(Netuark is fine now, right?)

Arsene was delighted in her heart that her best friend had settled down.

'That's right, rabbit. I hear you're looking for "just one escort knight."

It's not like I can't use magic, I'm good at swordsmanship, and I don't have an upliftment, but I have one trainee who doesn't have a birth appetite, what do you say?

Looking at her calm, best friend back in tune, Alsen now speaks of her consultation.

'It's unusual for Arsene to guess. For once, there are two or three kids who can move on with chorochoro and "secret."

But Arsen, if Arsen can move on, I won't have to ask for details, I'll press the approval mark ~ '

The rabbit sage was at the tip of a sharp nail, circling the judgment of approval of the sage built by digging stones.

'Can I put it that easily?

Arsene smiles, but quickly takes the paperwork out of the desk drawer of the clerk and writes down Ars' name.

"What, grace?"

That's what the rabbit sage says, he plays his nails patchy.

The documents at Arsen's disposal had come to the rabbit's sage's desk.

"When it's really hard, to the junior who worked so hard to write me a letter of encouragement,"

Hey, the rabbit sage with the word exchanged a contract to approve Ars Trad with the escort knight.

At the same time, it became a document of the army, and it was delivered as a matter of decision to some of the executives who could be involved in the rabbit's sage and to a few new soldiers who wanted "to be" with the swordsmanship of Ars.

While the assignment and assignment of Ars's rabbit to the wise is a matter of decision,

"I wanted to sell a favor to a rabbit sage, noble."

"A soldier who wanted to put an escort on a rabbit sage who wouldn't put an escort on."

Alsen will get a little disgust from these people.

Originally, Arsene was joined in the army because of the annoying relationships in the aristocratic society.

If I joined the army, if I did, then I had quite a relationship, but I wanted my education unit dedicated to raising new soldiers.

Most of the disgust also came with rumors of the wind, and none of them bothered to carry their legs to the education unit.

But there was only one person who came all the way out here to say "disgust" to Arsen.

Captain of the Knight of the Royal Guard, was the person who would immediately escort the King.

Apparently, he had heard Ars' sword skill and even spoke to several executives in the education unit.

In the army cafeteria, he bothered to sit next to Arsen, who eats, and was complained about.

'It's awful because I thought I'd found a newbie who was going to get caught, wagga mama all you want, the king who runs away after finishing his job. Lord Padrick. "

When he sat next to him, he said so and Arsen accidentally erupted his after-dinner tea brilliantly.

To the erupting Arsen, the captain of the escort knight sitting next to him seems satisfied and begins to eat without saying anything.

Holding down his erupting mouth with a handkerchief, Arsen saw a man who would eat "shaky" for a busy and famous royal escort.

'I took the liberty of deciding where to assign you, and I'm sorry. Your men may not have had to destroy Ars' talent. '

Arsene's beautiful blonde drips her salaries and bows her head to the captain of the escort.

Even though the captain of the escort was bowed his head by Arsen, he was still having lunch.

At noon, there were quite a few people in the cafeteria, but no one in the military has the courage to approach them, even though the heroes representing the country and the knights who escort the king sit next to each other.

Arsen waited for the Knight Captain to finish his lunch as he drank tea.

After gradually finishing the meal, the captain of the escort lowered his head and put it on his mouth, the Greenie poured by Arsene.

After finishing the green tea, start "filing" complaints without looking at Alsen.

"It is the duty of the royal escort knight to protect the royal family, no matter what. If it's a battle, it's a job to" fight till you die! "or whatever, and run away with it on your shoulders.

Sometimes, he wanted someone to protect, who could attack without hesitation.

That boy is a delicacy that he can do. "

With a wrinkle between his eyebrows, the captain of the escort, only one younger than Arsene but full of calm style, said with the utmost regret.

'Sure, Ars would be able to do enough to silence the escort in one blow.

If you knew it was a job, you wouldn't hesitate.

You took a really good look at Ars, including his propriety and character, and you used your good offices to assign him.

I apologize for making that unobstructed '

Arsene looked beautiful, bowed her head again, and poured more green tea into the empty vessel.

I mean, he's definitely not in the mood to move from the Sage Guard, is he?

'I'm sorry, but it's a matter of decision. At least not in me'

Arsene said, with a neat smile without breaking the dust.

Seeing how firm it was, the captain of the escort clasped his shoulders, as he had given up.

'Oh man, I thought that boy could subdue a king who does his job but is too free.

I've been taught by a secret service, but lately, they call me an "apprentice baker," and they're moving with eyelids in their left eye.

Conversely, it stands out, so it's not easy to find.

If you're going to use such an easy-to-find care, don't sprinkle your escort out of the royal palace from the beginning, I'd say '

The captain of the escort had gone from being kidnapped from the side by the newcomer soldier he had hoped for to being dissatisfied with the overrun of the escort.

'From me, too, I'll tell you as a relative. And perhaps by assigning the boy Ars to a wise man, His Majesty the King will calm down a little. "

His Majesty the King, apparently the subject of his escort, noticed that Alsen was chewing on one of the things that had been unsettling here for a while.

Now he sighed in disgust and expressed dissatisfaction with the conservative things at work.

'Well, it's also a story that "I" just wanted to keep Ars Trad in the Knights of the Royal Guard.

Perhaps the other Royal Knights will be surprised that the Guarantor of Identity, Lord Padrick alone, won't let Ars in. "

There are roughly two ways to belong to the Royal Knights.

In the first way, the usual is the form in which His Majesty the King, the head of the escort unit and the prime minister, with letters of recommendation from the three nobles with the title, although it is natural that the knights to whom they belong are excellent.

"Speaking of which, last year there was one letter of recommendation from the head of the label family, but I also heard that the enlistment of a superior magician girl, once refused,"

Arsene at least decides to ride the grievance story of the captain of the escort, although it is not meant to be a sinful destruction.

"Initially it was only the late Lord Citron Label, the Citrus Label on his surviving brother, and two, but he was also convinced around because it was a letter of recommendation from a well-known person.

There were times when Lord Citrus' granddaughter, Liquorice Label, was assigned first, so I thought it would be decided. "

'Lord Citron died along the way, didn't he?

So, the story of the enlistment of the sorcerer's woman, whom Lord Citron had recommended, turned out to be a bad thing. "

Arsen took over and answered the words of the captain of the escort, who speaks somewhat to rap.

You were happy with Arsen's takeover, the captain of the escort says even more.

"Lately, apparently, there have been some unexplained stories among the nobles, like," A really good nobility is being written by a royal escort. "

I don't want to enlist a few good nobleman warrants or a maid of honor, but I've been talking like a fool about "dead people's letters of recommendation are invalid."

So the captain of the escort moistened his dry mouth by rapping, but included green tea.

"No mouth for the dead."

As soon as I heard Arsene's words, this time the captain of the escort accidentally sprays a green tea.

Round your green eyes, is Alsen okay with the escort captain?, and was speaking up.

"Smitty, Lord Padrick. Because someone said the exact same thing. '

- Hung, it doesn't mean the dead have no mouth.

The second way into the Royal Guard.

He said the same thing when he forced me to stay with the Captain of the Royal Guard. "If the dead have no mouth, let the words of the living eagle take precedence."

The second method was to be nominated by the person in command of the Knights of the Royal Guard.

However, rarely in the second way, few are assigned to the Knights of the Royal Guard.

I just know he was assigned in the nomination, but only two of them are now escort captains and Citron Label's adopted daughter, Live Timpany.

Two aristocrats also moved, outraged by the phrase "no mouth to the dead".

My real mother in Arsen, Duchess Balsam Padrick, who is too facial in the magician's world.

Aristocrat Yunfo Crocchus, an army man and extremely popular as a commoner.

These two men wrote up a letter of recommendation saying, "Sa," so Liv Timpany's assignment to the Royal Guard was decided without delay, without putting the commander's man's power on the table that far.

In essence, the only person assigned to the Royal Guard by the person in command was the one who is now sitting next to Alsen and talking.

"He said," If there was a rookie that the troop leader liked, I'll take care of him, "so I kept an eye on him, because it was Ars Trad.

Lord Padrick inadvertently acted indistinctly when he heard that he had decided where to assign him. I'm really, really sorry. '

Now the captain of the escort was bowing his head to Arsen.

Arsene lays her eyes down sorry.

The captain of the escort had lowered his head, and now he was smiling bitterly and starting to tell Arsene the truth.

'Maybe I just wanted company.

As His Majesty the Commander appointed Himself as his escort captain with only a puff of talent when re-forming the Royal Guard.

Ars Trad - I wanted to make Ars like my brother on my own, and I wanted to work out. "

"Really?"

Arsen was a little complicated that someone other than himself had feelings like his brother for Ars.

Seeing that beautiful face cloud just a little, the captain of the escort keeps his words going as he gets a little excited but pranky and cleans up the dishes after the meal.

"Yeah, I worked out like a brother, and I wanted to make sure I saved up now and think of Ars Trad as my two beloved daughters' son-in-law, so I wanted to complain to Lord Padrick, and I couldn't help it."

When the captain of the escort said so at once, the "sorry to the captain of the escort" part had been wiped out of Alsen's face in an instant.

"Ars, my son-in-law. Yes, but surely, the captain's lady. '

If Arsene's memory is certain.

"She's a very cute, three-year-old and one-year-old angel princess who looks just like my loving wife."

The captain of the escort held a basin with the dishes he had cleaned up and stood up.

"If Ars had been assigned to the Royal Guard, treat him like a brother at first and work him out.

Until my daughter was old enough, I was thinking about keeping her single and making her my best son-in-law, but hey, that's too bad '

"- Team Leader"

Arsen did not think, his hand with his eyebrows in the letter "C" and white gloves, holding his mouth down and overflowing with laughter.

See how that goes, and the captain of the escort laughs nicely, too.

'I give up on Ars Trad because I didn't have the edge.

I was from the middle class, luckily the swordsman became the best in the country, and once I had finished my studies, I stopped in the eyes of a hero and got the captain's job. "

- Instead of the eagle, will you do the captain of the royal escort? I'll take full responsibility.

Because of his strength and distinction, he gave him the title of "Azabushi-kuki".

If my unit's "Commander" can be the top priority, I can tell you who it feels like. I just really wanted to say something '

That said, the captain of the escort left the dining room first.

Even though he was lonely all his life, Ars had been assigned to the rabbit sage, unaware that he had been blinded by various figures.

As a result of his assignment, Arce was able to obtain the places and people Arsen wanted to grow and protect as he wished.

And the "execution of four nobles" derives from the "grabbing incident", which became one of the main reasons Ars was assigned to the rabbit's sage.

"It is good to govern in the territory, with the extraction of lords."

That's what the previous king stipulated, there was a background of interference between some territories in the country past each other, factional strife and a lot of useless blood flowing around the lord's throne.

As far as the replacement is concerned, if you are going to blade to a person who has become the "Lord" because it takes the form of a monarchy, be king, lord, then you cannot complain if it is seen as counterproductive and cut off.

In Robrow's case, it was not "treason" that was at issue, but the cut given to the nobleman who committed the "crime" that was too harsh was the cut to initiate the investigation.

Ars thought that nobility was a "family" with blood connections between nobles, and that they were quite connected.

But when I came to Robrow, I listened to Eliphas and his masked lord, Apricot Vinegar, and I couldn't figure out what he called a "blood connection".

(Speaking of which, I had a weird dream when I came)

Ars remembers a dream he had in the carriage on his way to Lobrow when he heard a lightning strike that was smaller than last night, heard from outside the window.

Dream of a girl without a face crying.

"If I were on your mother's side, I'd make you feel bad.

Because your mother hates my face. "

I can't believe we hate each other for having a blood connection.

And the dream I had earlier was too hard for Ars to accept, too bad a dream.

Arsene dreams of dying.

(Too bad dreams)

The contents of the dream were already about to become vague, and Ars could only recall impressive occasions.

I don't know where, but the view is familiar - there was Ars somewhat in the "high ground".

With several people, Alsen was among them, wrapped in an impressive "hero" costume with scarlet.

In his dreams, Arce shouted at Arsene about things, but I can't remember any of them.

And the most striking scene I remember in my dreams is what's going on with Arsene, the way Grandor confronts each other with his sword in his hand.

Als still shouldn't have seen it, Grandor would have sucked a lot of blood, I saw him pull out a big red and black sword in a dream.

There was another person on Alsen's side confronting it.

I can't remember this from Ars.

Even though I'm firmly on Arsene's side, I can only feel my presence blurring.

(Sure, standing close to Master Alsen - like she was a woman)

Anyway, it's a story in a dream, so I can only vaguely recall the contents to Ars.

Something happened, and the woman stepped away from Arsen's side, and Grandor and Arsen, the sword trident by the two heroes, played out_

(So, yeah)

"Arsen hurt Grandor," he threw himself from the "high ground", filling that beautiful face with bitterness and pity.

It was a very "high place," and if I threw myself, I knew exactly where it would not help me, and Ars knew.

So Ars woke up.

(- The rain stopped)

The rain noise, which was being heard small, stopped in his ears, and Ars, when he got out of bed, put on his indoor shoes and proceeded to the eastern window.

Sometimes it was still dark outside, and the lights in the room lit brightly, and the windowpane showed itself with anxious, empty eyes - the same golden hair as the long-awaited Arsene.

You look awful while I'm at it.

With a slightly rough look, Ars can tell for himself.

Ignoring his appearance as a mirror, he looked out at the view.

(Since yesterday, it has been raining heavily for a long time, but I think the dirt sand and ground are fine.)

Ars thinks about it, trying to get away from the content of his dreams.

The Lords' Mansion is a little high, away from the river, so you won't have to worry about being involved in flooding or river insurgency at all.

However, after passing Robrow's post, there stood a series of buildings along the river that seemed to be inhabitants' dwellings.

(I wish I didn't have to be a disaster)

So the rattling windowsill sounded, and Ars let go of his face, which was surprisingly close to the windowsill.

"Wind, it's strong."

I am reminded that I am still upset by my dreams.

The sky, visible through the window, was moving to wave after wave with the black clouds that were causing it to rain on strong winds.

"Ah."

Unexpectedly Ars spoke out because he found a star shining in the eastern sky.

At dawn, dreams you see by the time the dawn star shines will be true dreams -.

When I was a trainee, I kept it in the corner of my head as I put it in my ear to listen to such strange stories.

Dear Arsen!

I accidentally tried to stick to the window, staring instantly at the stars in the sky, but the stars had been hidden by the black clouds that had come on the wind.

"Shit!"

Rarely did "gentle and gentle" make an impressive boy absurd his voice and smacked the windowsill so small that it sounded guttural.

"... Mr. Ars?

Louis, who fell asleep, has a voice in his ear.

"Oh, Louis, I'm sorry!"

Ars honestly forgot that Louis was there, and realized he was showing Arsen himself, blushing.

Louis gets up, fists his hands, extends his arms and gives them big.

And like dogs and cats, he raised his voice and showed his trademark octagonal teeth and stretched, then laughed nicely.

"It doesn't matter. I, for one, have a shallow sleep when I'm traveling."

Louis flashly wrapped around the bed duvet and got up lightly and came to Ars' side wearing his favorite shoes, Grandor handmade and bragged objects.

"Besides, the bed here is too soft, and there's no Osama snoring to calm down. Oh, the rain's stopping."

Louis, who doesn't know how Ars feels, looks out the window in a blatant manner.

But by the side, looking up close, even Louis the boulder noticed that there was always a small rush on Ars' face with a mild impression.

"Mr. Ars, is something wrong?

"Hey, I had a bad dream"

"Do you have bad dreams?

Yanchan boy rounds his eyes in surprise.

And Ars is also surprised by Louis' reaction, rounding his empty eyes.

"Louis, do you mean a nightmare or not a sad dream?

Louis asks Ars and puts his arms together, which is still thinner than Ars's, but quite successful, and thinks, uh-huh.

"Yeah, I knew I didn't have it!." Osama told me that dreams are fun, "and then I seriously remember what dreams are about, but it's just fun."

Louis' standard of thinking is apparently Grandor.

"I'd like you to tell me, Louis, what are your pleasant dreams?

Ars, just a little interested, asked Louis what his dream was about.

Louis closes his eyes and remembers his dreams by putting his hands off his arms, which he just "learned", on his chin, which bites a thousand pieces of small but stiff meat.

"By and large, I wonder if it's a dream eating meat...... oh, it's also a fun dream to have Lily cook dinner these days!.

And I'm laughing. It's a good dream. "

Clearly, Louis affirmed as he showed his octagonal teeth.

Ars laughs without thinking of himself as a boy who is too confident to affirm.

And I realized that I tend to be inclined to be inclined to be inclined to be inclined to be inclined to be an Allsen, as Louis would be to be inclined to be a Grandor.

I also realized once again that Ars had made Arsen his heart base.

(Right, I just dreamed about it. The true Alsen will normally rest in the same room as Grandor by now)

No matter how beautiful you look, Alsen Padrick is one of the "Four Heroes of War" Alsen the Devil's Sword.

And when the LORD, who tasted and said God, fell, and Selisanceum was attacked by all nations, he was one of the heroes of the country that departed from it, and at that time he was no different from Ars.

(I just dreamed of myself, and Master Arsen is strong, though)

Even though I laughed at Louis' story, anxiety strikes Ars again.

"Lily's Osama, too, I guess she's still asleep."

Having laughed, Louis, who had just thought that Ars' feelings had calmed down, is talking out looking at the scenery where the rain stopped with ease.

But with "chatter," Ars can see the core of anxiety that won't disappear in him.

"Osama" - It's Grandor.

I can't wipe this much anxiety because the person Arsen was fighting against was Grandor, the same hero, when he said it was a dream story.

If the opponent you're fighting is someone other than Grandor, maybe Ars won't be so anxious.

In the country of Cerisanseum, there are supposed to be "four" heroes, but only two publicly known names are Alsen Padrick and Grandor McGaffin.

It is not obligatory to publish the names, so for the other two, I can only "refuse" to publish them, but the surrounding area can only think.

And as you look into it, it's treated as "classified", and if you try to look it up poorly, you'll be arrested by the military.

However, in a peaceful world, in "times of war", the surroundings are not that interested in the "heroes" appreciated in battle.

In a good way, he became a "hero of all names," and both Alsen and Grandor were sending routines about the work they wanted to do.

Arsene and Grandor were "best friends" before their fellow heroes.

And because two of his best friends dreamed of fighting...

"If you've lost your best friend you admire, I'm sure my heart will be broken."

(Because I was listening to that confession, and I couldn't help but dream, and I saw Venus shine at dawn, in time to be a true dream)

Ars clouds his face again.

"- Mr. Ars, if your feelings are so depressing," Fusa, "why don't you distract yourself from me?

I say that while Louis looks at the scenery where the rain stopped.

"Distractions?"

Louis' sudden suggestion dispels Ars' expression of anxiety.

"It seems Osama and Arsen do it when they accumulate mutual depression, bee fights"

With his octagonal teeth nipped out, Louis indicated with his thumb where the sword rested.

"Is that what Master Arsen and Master Grandor are doing?!

Louis grinned and nodded with his hands behind his head.

"McGaffin Farm has free times like rainy season and winter.

So Osama renovated the deckai barn that he didn't use to make it look like a training ground.

Anyone who has excess strength or is interested in martial arts will be mentored directly by Osama.

There are also places on the training ground where you can do simple mock games and stuff.

So I saw Osama and Arsen do it only once, before this training started. "

It seems a real coincidence that Louis saw it.

Late at night, I noticed that I forgot to clean up the tools I used to train and headed to the converted barn.

"Osama, because it's tough to clean up.

So, it's late at night, but if you leave the room and go to the barn, "

At times, it was shortly after Robrow decided to train.

Late at night, when Louis saw the barn that was serving as a training ground, the lights were on, and the area was full of tremendous temper.

"I'm not good at magic or anything, but I see the spirits are making an unusual noise."

A fearless Louis peered into the barn with a rare "fear" in his heart.

I don't know if it was magic or something, but Grandor, wrapped in flames and with an angry look I'd never seen before, was holding the sword and confronting someone.

"I was dealing with Osama, who wrapped a flame around him, at first I didn't know who he looked like, but he was Master Alsen with a fine sword.

It may be a strange expression, but it looked unusually beautiful. "

That's it, Louis just a little bit better.

"Louis, what's wrong?

Ars looked strangely at Louis, who accidentally shut up.

As for the side I'm listening to, I'd like to hear how Arsene and Grandor were confronted anyway, if I tried Ars, which was stronger.

"No, I realized that the words I was going to use for analogy were going to make some weird misunderstandings when I used them on guys,"

But he can't seem to figure out any other good analogy words. Louis thinks mummy of the arms he was putting together behind his head, again in front of his chest.

Ars decides to mention Arsen as a trainee and what has long been known as "Nana".

"Maybe he looked like an angel" or something?

"Mr. Ars, give me back my thoughts."

In a thoughtful reply to Louis, Ars laughed unexpectedly again, and apparently the little one wanted to avoid using the word "angel" as much as possible.

"Because it's personal, and my hair wasn't as neat as it was when I was in military uniform, because I was such a beautiful guy"

Louis still says, arm in arm and bump.

"Why didn't you want to use the word" angel "?

Louis, with a refreshing temperament, was uncommon to hold something in, and Ars asked.

"As for me, the word" angel "is not a compliment to a man.

If Lily's a woman and she's "pretty as an angel," then I'm convinced, and if Mr. Liquorice later uses words like "like an angel," well, you know what I mean? "

The adjective "angel" used by Lily or Liquorice in Louis seems to be OK.

What about Rye or Dinfare? And then Ars went on to ask, but he stopped because he seemed afraid of Louis' answer.

"And I don't like the word angel."

"I've never heard of angels that I don't like.

But, you know, it's different, so Louis, I don't think it's a good idea. "

Aware of his low faith, Ars felt nothing in particular for Louis' negative use of the word angel.

Ars was more interested in the "breath taking" battle between Arsene and Grandor than that.

"Master Alsen and Master Grandor were fighting while using magic, after all?

To the word magic, Louis shook his head full and sideways.

"Didn't it feel like some kind of magic chant? That's like spiritual unity, so you don't give me as much emotion as you can, right?

"Um, because I'm a tease when it comes to magic. But when it comes to magic, Louis, as you said.

The textbook also says that the fundamental difference between witchcraft and spirituality is whether to add emotion or not. "

Als answers confidently to Louis, who has studied hard what is in the textbooks for the total inability to perform witchcraft and spiritual arts.

"I never thought my emotions were hidden.

So I guess it's spiritual, but we both have tremendous momentum, and I guess Osama is fire and dirt. I think Master Arsen was water.

It feels more like an order to the Spirit than a "call," and you two are fighting using your technique or your weapon. "

"Orders?" But spirits are empathy and empathy, and they're supposed to move and help. "

So Ars recalls the text that was described at the end of the textbook.

[It is supposed to be forbidden, but there is a "descent" technique to be forgiven when something happens.

"Descent art" is, so to speak, the supreme spiritual art of unloading the presence of a representative "God/Angel" who directs the Spirit to the flesh and uses the Spirit as he wishes.

However, if we do not understand and use the true meaning - the surgeon's body is a technique close to the forbidden that leads to death.

Only those who understand courtesy and readiness for the country and the Spirit can use it for the first time with permission from the king representing the country]

(Though it is certainly not strange that Alsen and Grandor have given permission from His Majesty the King)

"Osama and Arsen are hitting each other with techniques and weapons.

If I'm honestly scared at the entrance to the barn, there's a huge Salamandel fire lizard, and it feels like the aftermath of the battle, and it flies over to me. "

- Dangerous!!.

It means that Arsen, at an incredible speed, stood in front of Louis standing at the entrance to the barn and protected him from the lizard of fire.

"Dear Alsen, I thought you made it in time for me to help you.

When I got that help, I realized it was Alsen who was dealing with Osama. "

Then Louis found out that Grandor and Arsene had solved the technique, and occasionally the two of us called it "breathlessness," and were playing a mock game with the meaning of training.

"Osama, Master Arsen, after you solve the surgery, sweat as much as you've never seen.

But he looked so refreshed. "

- Well, with Arsene, it's a cure, but there's a way to drain the starch in one shot.

When Grandor once fell ill - mainly when he suffered terrible mental fatigue - Ars remembered the words he was saying.

"Well, then, when Master Grandor first came to Robrow with Arsen, he said," The cure for desolation, "maybe that's what he meant."

"Oh, sure, you might have that.

Osama, Alsen, it was a terrible drain on health and magic, so in that sense, it could be a rough treatment. "

Louis looked convinced by Ars' words and was slapping his hands in the bread.

"Well, let's call it" rough treatment. "

Mr. Ars, your health seems fine, but you look pale. "

The boy who teaches the Houhan Grandor certainly wants to clear up Ars' feelings, but apparently he also wants to try to imitate his master and his master's best friend.

And the other is the disciple of the master's best friend - Ars.

Louis is light on foot and wraps his belt around his waist for a sword he keeps in bed.

I know I'm instinctively no match for Mr. Ars.

Fix your belt firmly on your hips and then head to the resting place of your sword.

"I've always felt like screwing Mr. Ars.

After it was the first dining room on the market, Osama said, "That's my best friend's secret," with a rare and sharp eye.

Kachan, make a noise with Kachan. Louis laid his beloved two short song knives on his hips.

A kind of "jealousy" is hidden in the boy's eyes.

But Ars doesn't notice that.

It's just Louis clearing his feelings, but he believes he's crushing them.

"Thank you, Louis."

Such gratitude was conveyed in his mouth.

Louis was passed on his thanksgiving and gassed his habitual hair like he was doing just a little crazy.

"But even if you" breathe, "what do you do with the place?.

Out the front door? Or get out the window like you did last time, Louis?

Ars looks out the window, still dim, and the clouds in the sky are moving in the wind.

(There are clouds, but it doesn't feel like rain anymore)

"In the courtyard. Sure, because Mr. Stu said the front door of the new lord's mansion was a double lock from the inside and the outside, so it was hard to get out.

If you're in the courtyard, you can just lock it on the inside. "

Louis drove things crazy, but when Ars was sure he was willing to join in "breathing" himself, he grinned with his thumb up and showed his octagonal teeth.

"When did you tell me that?

"I guess Mr. Stutt and Mr. Locke, to be exact.

I heard Mr. Locke tell you to be careful at the previous dinner party. "

"Hell's ear. - Is that it?

There was something dancing in the sky.

(Is that a feather?)

One bird feather-like thing never before in Als' sight danced in the sky and fell.

Basali sounds wings flapping, and when I accidentally open the window and look outside, I see one bird, glimpsing over the new Lordship residence.

The bird's ankle also seemed to be tied with something like luggage.

"Ah."

The bird went into the window of a room somewhere in the lord's mansion so that it could be inhaled.

(Someone's awake this early in the morning)

"Mr. Ars? Open the window. What are you gonna do?

"No, it's nothing. We don't have much time, so let's go."

(Someone's awake this early in the morning)

If they find a "breath hold," they might say something a little mayhem.

If it's true, it would be the right thing to do as an older person to turn down Louis' thankful suggestions and embarrass him.

But since Louis told me about Arsene and Grandor's "breath break," honestly Ars wanted to try it himself.

Since he came to Robrow, his body had moved by accompanying him to Grandor, where he trained in agriculture quite a bit, but Ars had not been able to "exercise".

(Weird anxiety may be due to not sweating)

With that in mind, Ars consolidated his determination to breathe.

"I'll be with you in a minute. Wait a minute."

Ars closes the window, heads to the washroom and washes his face, quickly changing his clothes.

"Is that what you're gonna do with your uniform, Mr. Ars?

Although slightly different in shape from Arsen, an officer, Ars also wore military uniforms.

"Yeah. When you fight seriously, military uniforms make you feel better."

With that said, I cuddly fit the leather gloves that Alsen gave me to celebrate the assignment.

Ars fitted the leather gloves, then made sure he was hacked and looked at Louis and bowed his head.

"Oh, no, the... You're breathing, aren't you? What's up, Louis?"

"Wow, I don't know if I'm okay with Mr. Ars for real."

Louis laughed brightly at the caracalla and looked at Ars in a joke, but his eyes were sharpened.

"Do you want to go to the courtyard to catch your breath before the sun goes up?"

That's what I said, I opened the door to the room.