"I'm sorry," he said.
Previous insults, duels, or attitudes towards beasts? Could it be all?
If so, I would like everyone to apologize and settle more directly than I do... while I crawled to sleep on the roof.
"Oh I wish I could see you like that..."
To be honest, if you say terrible things, it's too risky to involve Prince Aguilesta.
Besides, they've been hostile until now, so I didn't dare make any contact from here.
- I'm never a fraternist.
Rather, it's the kind of race that gets grumpy as soon as you're restricted to what you want to do, the kind that changes the way people get involved.
I didn't want to be actively involved until now because I fear that something borne by being involved with the prince will shackle me.
I am unusually sensitive to the signs of people who come into play on the assumption of damages and relationships that cost me.
Even though I know it's not a good idea to avoid Prince Ile as a nobleman, I avoid him because if he reveals his secret, he's going to lose his freedom.
They use beasts heavily, because they may be a sign of a cowardly, arrogant human being who adores all of them for their purity and honesty.
Scattered in my previous life, my boss, my colleagues, the experiences I used to die around did that to me? Or was that originally the intended temperament no longer...... I don't know.
But maybe, originally.
Anyway, when I feel any signs of trouble, I take a step back and respond. Even if you show more favor than you intend, instinctively distance your mind if you feel the risk behind it.
It seems honest to Sin, Arthur and Maria. They have a problem, so they're beside me on the assumption. And having accepted them, I have a duty to get involved in it.
I'm afraid those problems will tie me up. So I can't completely open my mind.
The same reason would be the lukewarm sense of repentance felt by the prince. He fears that his involvement in the situation will eliminate his freedom or trigger it. That's why I don't go see him from myself.
How timid you are that you are always aware of the possibility of losing money. I'm disgusted with myself.
When I duelled with the prince, I self-assessed him as "a nasty guy who can save people but doesn't," but actually, it's worse in nature than that.
I am a "person who feels like giving priority to their wishes and safety over salvating someone".
When it comes to Prince Aguilesta, these kinds of questions always strike me.
Having pity on the prince is synonymous with putting a little bit on Gabriella, and then you don't know what kind of attack you're going to make. Besides, the prince is the main hero of this "golden rose" based world with darker elements than he thought.
Even the non-main target of attack, Brother Orlis, was in the context of a heavy accident called "attempted murder of a brother".
If you are also a prince, you do not know what past or circumstances you have.
Not a personable person, not a schemer, not a lot of reincarnation knowledge is too much of a burden for me to have any more...... I might not be able to improve it for you in the first place.
If you hand it over, you will surely have zero relationship, place and freedom in your hands right now.
I thought about that as I gazed at the stars falling between blinks, but I sighed at my conclusions I had reached.
I am not a fraternist.
I am, above all, a hypocrite. So if you become a dirt ground, you can't abandon people in need.
If the prince had clearly asked me for help, I would move for myself, not because I like the prince, but because I can't admit myself to abandoning the... ordinary child within reach.
Then now all I have to do... is live as usual.
However, build up more power, ensure more connectivity and mobility, gather information so that you can respond when something happens that you want to respond to… in a direction that involves them a little more as well.
"But in the end, it's what I want to do with cheat development, so nothing changes the status quo.... Enough, let's go with Mr. Abel"
I was starting to hate the thought of grandeur, so I stopped thinking once and stood up to go moffing.