Ring Ring

Even the poetic weave, which is oblivious to this world thing, found that this arrogant knight would be a man of high stature.

Absolutely noble. And top notch.

Older than Shiori, he looked as old as Crust, but he had the impression that 'The Good Place Boy' had grown as it was. Dull blonde hair, white skin, somewhere in my childish eye area.

"I'm telling you to name it"

Its blonde knight commands, as irritated by the poetic weave, which remains solidified and immobile.

Poetry Weaving also had a little blood on his head after being behaved in a transgressive manner after being vandalized through the store. Suppress the inadvertent appearance of Japanese and try to speak calmly in the language of this world.

"Who are you people? What is it?

Can a knight do this? Looking at the lonely drugshelves that have been emptied and the rough stores makes me sad and cry.

But for a long time, Shiori glanced up at the blonde knight. Now that Roche isn't here, I just have to defend myself from the store.

"Purpose, what? What the hell are you--"

"This is the one asking the question. I say name it. What are you?

"Oh, my God, it's up to the employees of this store."

A little confused, but with a strong tone to return. What else does it look like?

"Employees?

The blonde knight whispered to another knight who was behind him as he put his hand on his waist greatly.

"Was that woman saying anything?

"No, I only give the name of Roche Ghoul. And Roche Gould didn't say he had other employees, either."

"Well, I guess I was trying to shelter you anyway. I guess the woman simply didn't know there were other employees..."

I didn't know what the two were talking about or who 'that woman' was referring to, but I reacted to the name of my familiar boss.

"Roche? You guys, I know where he is!?

But the blonde knight quickly grabbed the arm of Poetry Weaving, who said so and tried to pack it. And give instructions to the other knights.

"This guy is also likely to be an accomplice. I'll get him and take him."

An accomplice? Catch him?

I couldn't believe that I was the subject of that horrible word, and the blood gradually drew from the face of the poetry weave. I don't know why, it's confusing.

But when I was about to be taken with my arm pulled abusively, Shiori returned to me haha.

I don't know what these knights are talking about, but I'm not doing anything to get caught by them. If you don't resist, then.

"Get off me!

Pull your arms forcefully out of the hands of a blonde knight and distance yourself from your opponent.

"Grow up."

Saying, the knight comes packing the distance step by step in an attitude of spare time.

Shiori unconsciously searched for a way out and let her gaze wander. And at the same time as the back door caught my eye leaving it halfway open, I kicked the floor and ran out. Behind my back I heard someone —— eighty-nine, I guess that blonde knight —— pounding his tongue like a pain in the ass.

I try to hit my body and roll out the back door, but the sight that spreads in front of me stops Shiori from fleeing.

"The herb..."

Apparently, it wasn't just the store that was vandalized. In the small herbal field in the backyard, there were footprints of the knights. The soil is trampled and vandalized, a disastrous situation. Apparently some herbs were brutally pulled out, with holes in the field.

This field was an oasis of poetry. Growing plants had healed lives in different worlds, and exaggerated to say that they were like their own children, but they had a lot of attachment to the herbs they grew.

That's the way it is.

trembling with shock and anger, and greetingly on the back of a poetry weave kneeling in the field,

"Don't think you can get away with this, you sinner"

Words thrown from behind stab me. Shiori looked back as she sat back, flattering the blonde knight who followed herself out the back door.

"Meaning, I don't know. I want an explanation."

"I'll do as much in jail as I want. Come on, come."

I hear the word jail, my spine freezes. The figure of the knight approaching to capture Shiori was a villain, and he didn't look very much on the side of justice. But whether the 'knight' is righteous or evil, it may not turn into an enemy for the poetic weave today.

"... Huh!

Frightened by the knight's hand stretched out this way, Shiori accidentally grabbed and threw a small jiggle that was rolling to his side.

Released weakly it flew towards the blonde knight at a slow speed, but fell to the ground just before it hit his face. Because the knight shielded his own arm and prevented it from hitting his face.

The look on the face of the knight with his arms down was a cold rage. I guess I've never been thrown at by anyone else.

"This..."

A blonde knight with deep wrinkles between her eyebrows and groans to throw up. At the next moment, he was on the verge of capturing Shiori with unspeakable momentum.

"Shh!

Both wrists are grabbed and slapped to the ground on their backs. Though it was a field there, so Shiori just had to let the back of his head tuck into the soft soil.

"Don't go wild!

They said so, and I can't honestly ask. As the blonde knight came to the top, Shiori stormed even worse.

My hands are stitched to the ground and I can't move, so I twitch and move my legs. But that messed up move gave the opponent an unexpected attack.

He hit a steep point in his lower body.

"...... ~!!

His grieving cry had not turned into a sound. Other knights who somehow came out in the backyard look alike - like they endured pain, even though they weren't kicked.

The blonde knight, stripped of her eyeballs to the extreme, smothered with her knees and forehead on the ground as she exhaled the air from behind her throat. Both hands are accompanied to protect the groin.

Shiori, who escaped custody, realized where he had kicked up after seeing his opponent's tragedy. He looks so subtle that he sees dirty things, he sees his right knee, which would have hit "there”.

Sorry, but it is honest feeling that there is no particular guilt towards knights, etc.

It was almost at the same time that Shiori rose from the ground and the blonde knight made his resurrection from hell. The knight leaves a cold sweat that still won't pull, and he hates the poetry weave.

"How dare you!

"Because that's you first...!

The two stared at each other, keeping an exquisite distance. You're on guard with your footsteps, and the knight comes around behind poetry and tries to restrain you, so poetry runs away letting you do the same. If the knight tries to turn to the right, then Shiori also turns to avoid the opponent.

The knights around you watch the two of them continue to circle in a puzzling mood. However,

"Hey, what are you standing in a mess about? Come on!"

When the blonde knight so ordered, Shiori became disadvantaged at once. The knights surround us and quickly catch us. The most physically fit knight twists his arms up from behind him, screaming "painfully" small.

"Keep him restrained with rope."

Seeing the immobile poetry weave, the blonde knight gave satisfactory instructions.

"Me, do nothing. Go! They get caught, it's crazy!

I sued desperately, but that didn't change anything.

Shiori is bound with his hands and taken by the knights.

The carriage the knights parked on the boulevard was not made like a man would ride. The roof has no chair for what it is, a plain carriage that looks sturdy but not decorative.

Shiori was packed in it, along with bottles and documents of medicine recovered by the knight from the store, and medicinal herbs pulled out of the field. Both wrists are tied with rough rope and restrained in front of their bodies.

I guess I went through the paved cobblestone path, suddenly the rattling and carriage vibrations became intense, so Shiori stood up leaning against the wall, unable to sit down. On the floor of a wagon with just a plate stretched out, my bum floated for a moment with vibration hitting me over and over and over and over and over and over and it hurts.

But it's also quite hard to stand. Shiori was caught in a carriage window - in a square wooden frame, lined with triangles vertically, with no glass tension - to balance it with the feeling of being swayed by a full train.

Outside the window, three knights ride their horses loosely around the carriage. Looks like one of the remaining knights is sitting on your stand.

Staring at the blonde knight side-by-side with the carriage, he was glanced at with a stabbing nail: 'Keep him grown up, you sinner'.

(What the hell...? How could I be caught? What happens now?

The chest of poetry weave, filled with anxiety and tension, had come to a point where it was not strange to burst anymore.

I'll try to remember the conversation the knights were in the store, but I don't get much information from it. But does the fact that Roche's name came up mean that he has been captured by the knights, too?

Did Roche do something to you, and I got caught just like that?

Shiori thinks so, no, he shakes his head. Even if the appearance is alley, it shouldn't be the kind of person who commits a crime. He said he had to believe you about Roche.

But when Roche doesn't do anything either, we don't know why we're caught.

but so suddenly the word 'wrongdoing' came to my mind. It floated as a black letter, twisted and melted like mud.

Shiori blued her face. Even in Japan, there have been cases of wrongdoing, and unrelated people have been punished. Even in this country, which is slightly behind Japan in various parts, of course that can happen.

Will you do a proper and impartial investigation here? Will the human rights of suspects and criminals be protected? I can't believe I'm being tortured......

Thinking that far, Shiori shivered. Cold sweat floats on my forehead.

Back to what Shiori wants to get out of this situation, the carriage moves steadily forward.

And what arrived was that Shiori had also come several times —— the Royal Castle.