Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Is this what a dignified voice means?

Kings style reminiscent of orthodoxy.

I felt the same way when I saw it at the Holy Martial Arts Festival.

A powerful wrinkle engraved on the face, which also seems to be a symbol of rigour.

I don't have the impression my hips are bent.

The scepter would be a king's scepter, not something to support his ankle.

At first glance, calm to the eyes.

But the back of my eyes is so deep that I can think of it as a sage.

"My name is Sagara Crohiko, and I am a candidate for Saint Tree of St. Renounced's Red School. It's an honor to meet you this time."

I greet you nervously.

Mr. Currier continued the same way.

The Holy King rises.

The signs showed that.

"My lord the curse, my maiden of war... well done. Now, could you raise your toes?"

We look up.

According to Mr. Makina, this kind of interaction is a kind of liturgical thing.

…………

Eh.

Is this silence just between?

Am I okay with keeping my mouth shut?

Everyone has no idea how to talk.

Mr. Makina tells me that the basics are in the form of answers to questions, and that if I have to, I will give him a help boat.

The Holy King smiles bitterly.

"They may call themselves heroes of the Redemption. Therefore, I don't need to be so afraid if it is meant to be... but this steadfastness is also a kind of way to make the country a country. It may be a little formal and cramped, but I'd like you to be patient a lot."

Somehow, it felt like he cared for me as the Holy King.

The Holy King has the impression that strength and kindness live together.

"First of all, let me apologize for not being able to provide a great deal of support as a king in the fold of the earlier Four Violent Attacks. If you ask me, the ancient magician of the court of raccoons ran out earlier."

Mr. Wagnus only had a jokingly old grin on the king's words.

It felt like an exchange now, and I could deduce how close the two of us usually are.

Or...

Now maybe you tried to lighten up the air to ease my nervousness.

I also felt I could see why the Holy King was admired.

"Um."

When I opened my mouth, I could see that my attention had been drawn.

"Well, that's just my personal impression… In the four fierce attacks ahead, we all thought that each of us had chosen the best we could think of."

"Hmm."

"As a result of everyone doing the best they could, human damage did not expand and we were able to defeat the threat of the Four Homicides… Wow, I believe"

... is this okay?

In short, I would like to say that neither the actions of the Holy King, who said he would remain in the castle until the end, nor Mr. Wagnus, who in turn tried to let him escape, should have been wrong.

The Holy King looked at me with warm eyes.

"You're humble, Lord Crohiko."

There is a certain facial appearance called by the King with his "lord"...

After that, the air felt a lot softer, and I got various words of labor.

"Later, then I'm thinking of getting something rewarded...... anything you want? If so, let's hear what you want in this place."

The Holy King began talking about rewards.

... a reward.

"How is Lord Currier?

After kneeling and drooling his head, there was often silence, and Mr. Currier uttered words of apology.

"I'm sorry...... I'm not going to come up with any time soon. Well... for me, it's like a reward to have a normal life in this king's capital."

"I hear you're from the Sixth House in that end-of-life town."

"… no difference"

The air in the field tends to stick.

Until now, the topic of the Sixth Chamber felt airborne avoided.

I'm used to hearing about it.

But for the vast majority of people, the infamous Sixth Chamber relationship may be described as an abominable topic.

Mr. Currier is not a working man of evil.

However, it is also certain that there were times of constant bad reviews when viewed in the brackets of people from the Sixth Chamber.

During the vanishing king of soothing, a pressing air flows.

Lord Currier.

"Ha."

"Better than the time I spent in the Sixth House... can I say that my life in this king's capital is happier now?

"- What?"

Unexpectedly vegan face, Mr. Poopy Currier.

I guess that was an unexpected question.

Maybe he thought it was a more slaughtered question.

In fact, I thought so, too.

"Ha, ha."

Mr. Currier takes me back in the way he was fed and makes affirmative remarks.

The expression of the Holy King faintly broke.

"If so, it would be a pleasure. I pray in a whisper that I will continue to live happier lives as a candidate for the Holy Tree and as one person living in this king's capital"

"Oh, thank you for your kind words..."

Mr. Currier bows his head respectfully while still dragging confusion.

Hmm, is this the Holy King Rodeot Renounced thread?

A saint or a personage......

"Well - is there any reward you want, Lord Krohiko?

Coming.

My turn.

Swallow and cut out spit.

"If you will forgive me - I have one favor for the Holy King."

"Ho? Tell me."

I looked up firmly to the Holy King and made a wish.

"Could you give me permission to attack the Grand Holy Site?"

For a moment, the blurring occurred.

Compared to the rewards imagined by the vast majority of humans on this occasion, it may have been every wish in the direction of the day after.

"Ho, with the Grand Sacred Ruins?

"Of course, we intend to get the formal approval we need later than the Knights of the Holy Tree, who are currently in charge of the offense. But I heard that the attack on the Grand Holy Ruins requires the approval of the Holy King."

The Saint Tree Guardian, the Protector of the Holy Tree, is the presence of a knight and almost equals who received a medal from the King.

And the Knights' Saint Tree Man is allowed to attack the Grand Holy Ruins.

In short, when the candidate clears up and joins the Knights as the Holy Tree Man, it automatically takes the form of an attacking permit from the King.

But Sagara Krohiko is still a candidate position.

I am not a Knights of the Sacred Tree member and have not obtained permission to attack.

That was the circumstance in which Ms Diares said that it seemed better to have the King's approval.

"Are you a candidate and want to challenge the Grand Holy Ruins?"

The Holy King stares at me with his eyes that determine something.

"Sounds like you have some special circumstances, huh?

"You can't make it waiting for graduation, there are personal circumstances"

"Hmm."

The Holy King who lays his gaze down and thinks often.

I don't know how much force my wish is saying right now.

I don't know if it's okay to grant special provisions.

But I couldn't possibly not tell you.

Whatever the right or wrong, I want to do what I can.

"Come on."

Huh?

"Admits Sagara Crohiko's Extraordinary Holy Site Attack"

"Ahh."

I bowed my head deeply.

"Thank you very much."

"Uhm."

The gaze of the Holy King was sent to Mr. Diares, who was holding back on his side.

"Dearless"

"Yes."

"I can't say I have deep knowledge of the Extraordinary Sacred Ruins. As king, I gave permission, but I will leave the matter of the Special Holy Site attack on Sagara Crohiko to the Knights in the future."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Dearless sent me an eye contact.

You did it, it was like a gaze.

At the end of his gaze, the Holy King greeted him lightly upon his exit.

And Mr. Wagnus, Mr. Guiden, walked away to the back of the door beside the throne with some of the other ministerial groups.

In anticipation of the disappearance of the Holy King, one of the ministers stood beside the throne and said the end of the sight.

Mr. Makina stands up in a beautiful motion.

What she had done during the sight was noble.

I thought dating was getting deeper there, too, but I still realize there are plenty of parts of me I don't know.

"Good luck to you both. Well, let's get out of here, too."

"Wait."

A man uttered words from the side of the throne.

Prince Yugud.

He did not leave with the Holy King.

For a moment when Prince Yugud spoke, the remaining ministerial delegation on this occasion quietly bothered.

"Exit as it is - won't it make you laugh, curse forbidder"

The prince walks over here.

"Don't you have a greeting for me yet?