Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"... thank you very much for this extraordinary work."

"Ha, thank you. Happy"

"I was blinded by the work of this lacquer. I've always seen you."

"... Ha"

"I love being strong. Stronger like Lacker...... Please continue to help me with the slightest force."

"Ha ha. For the sake of His Holiness the Pope, I do not hate any sacrifice. Please tell me what it is."

"It's comforting, Lady Lacker..."

"Ha..."

And then I woke up. White walls, white ceilings...... For a moment, I imagined it was Aphrodite's mansion, but discovered stains on walls and ceilings, reminding me that this is not Aphrodite. Lacker wakes up looking daunted with a loud sigh.

Blur and look around the room. Yes, I became a prisoner... With that in mind, I think back to what happened yesterday.

... Out in front of King Agarta, his body suddenly stopped moving. Until then, the measures I had been working on were of no use to me at all.

"What do I do now..."

He whines, keeping his body up on the bed. I never thought I'd survive in this state.

Lacker, from the time of this battle, had something in mind. I was thinking of dying gloriously in this fight.

I can't give up on Master Vieille. But it is true that her heart is for King Agarta. And no matter how long I wait, I also know that that heart will never be directed at me. But still, I really couldn't give up on her.

Of course, with him, I've tried so many times before to give up. Try to concentrate on martial arts or break your heart in domestic politics...... The quote, by looking at other women, has tried to forget her. But they didn't show any effect, to say the least. He was already in the mood to give up on Master Vieille.

When I think of Master Vieille, my heart is still going to be torn...... It was intolerable for him to go through the time with such suffering. Going forward, you will meet Master Vieille face-to-face. Nor can we try not to see each other for a reason with sickness or something, but it does, and also creates another suffering. If I met her, I would have met her. I would have been annoyed by the desire to get that angelic smile, to keep it beside me, and if I didn't see her, I would not see her, and now I would be annoyed by the delusion that she is overlapping King Agarta with Kaise... Already, he was in a state of considerable mental strangulation.

I prefer the strong one...... Indeed, Master Vieille said so. As the saying goes, now her heart is directed to King Agarta, who is said in part to be the most powerful king in the world. It is not even thought to be at the king's feet, such as this self.

Lacker himself, however, thought that if he could bring it into a one-on-one flesh-bomb battle, there would be plenty of winning opportunities. King Agarta was undoubtedly a man good enough for soldier operations and magic, if you look at the history of the battle so far. But as you look at that luxurious body, you don't seem to like the power battle very well. Looking at the results of the investigation that I had my servant examine, I did not see a record that King Agarta himself took the sword and spear and fought for himself. So he was finding a winning opportunity in the form of an unintentional strike, approaching close range.

Surrender to Agarta alone and be drawn out before the king. By that time, I'll be on my own full back first and reveal that I'm unwilling to resist. In that case, the enemy will have to be treated to some degree. Tied up to the point of not being able to move as sinners, or placing sword-drawn soldiers around them, is disrespectful. Agarta, too, should not have, in such a way, discredited the country's appreciation.

When you are round back and attract those who are losing their will, you really feel relaxed. There, a sci-fi comes into being. Hit King Agarta with all your might. The soldiers around you won't shut up either, but it's that luxurious body. A few full fists and you'll take your life. Of course, lacquer himself won't just be sorry, but if he snatches a soldier's weapon and storms as much as he can, he's confident he'll do less harm to the Agarta army. If you had lost your life in that, you would not have scratched the name of the Kingdom of Subcliners. If you're lucky enough to take a horse and get away with it, you'll make money. At that time, show love to Lady Vieille with dignity and embrace her body. Master Vieille will probably kill himself. But if you're going to die embracing that body, that's what you want.

But the dream also disappeared with bubbles. Without being able to die, he became a prisoner. King Agarta said he would not take his own life. Going back to the country will not spare you the slander. More than that, you will probably never see Lady Vieille again.

If I don't see you, I forget...... The words my servants have said and made me hear over and over again cross my mind. Indeed, if we do not meet, our thoughts on Lady Vieille will diminish. When I think I will be free from this suffering, on the other hand, a little ho, how can I go about my life without Master Vieille...... There was no hope, he just didn't have to sigh when he wondered if he had to live every day on a living corpse.

You can't stay asleep forever. Lacquer leaves the bed, leaves the room and heads to the bathroom.

There is no one in the room. I was originally told that this was the room that the captain guarding the city of Dorga was packing. The bedroom is equipped with the minimum amenities necessary for life, such as a bathroom, toilet, etc. Nevertheless, one lacquer is in that building. It was the first time in his life, such as a life without a single servant.

Remembering a certain freshness, he gets naked in the bathroom, draws water from the water bottle and wears it from his head. Looking at it, in the corner of the room, a cloth for wiping his body and a change of clothes were ready. Last night... I slept without even taking a bath. With that in mind, I sprinkle water indifferently. Then he wiped his body, wrapped himself in new clothes, and left the room behind.

When I leave the bathroom, I see a dining room with a large table. There, at some point, soldiers in armor refrained. Unaware of the signs at all, Lacker had an unexpected look of surprise.

"Last night, did you sleep well?

A small, bearded man smiled and spoke to me. Surely this man is the commander-in-chief of the Agarta army, named Knogen.

"Suddenly they would have brought me to this room, and there would have been confusion. Well, take your time. I brought you breakfast."

Soldiers line up their meals on the table.

"I'll bring the meal here three times. Dressing and dirty laundry will be collected and exchanged in the morning, so please help."

It's like talking to an old friend. It is not a response to the king of one country. But I am a prisoner. I don't deserve to complain.

With that in mind, Knogen went on to say even more to the lacquer sitting in the chair in silence.

"Tomorrow afternoon, Master Linos is going to see you here. Until then, please take your time."

King Agarta will come to himself tomorrow...... Lacker had no idea what the intention was...