In his various dreams, Christopher always looked at his past from an overlooking perspective.

In some big theater, recurring practice scenes.

Standing on stage are leading actors and Christopher's mother, who directs and teaches acting.

My mother, with a stern expression, stops the flow of the act and roughs up her voice.

"Cristiana! How many times do I have to tell you! You're not Chris right now, you're Christopher Carmine!

"Yes...... sorry"

"Christopher, the star of this story, is a noble knight who can handle swords and magic freely! Throw away the weak woman's self!

"Yes......"

"Christopher, the kingdom's special investigative knight, fights his destiny rival, the Great Thief Fool Mondo Solegalpander, sometimes with his brains, sometimes with his magic, sometimes with his sword playing each other's battles. Now you're a Bonkla knight who gets cocked by Lupander, General Zenygarter!

"Yes... Mother"

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me director on stage! Since the beginning again. Because of you, the other actors have been up all night."

My mother, standing on the stage, was always tough, and she kept wanting Chris to always be an actor who played the story, not her daughter.

To meet her mother's expectations, she studied knighthood, swordsmanship and magic.

Her misfortune was that she was talented enough to gently outsmart others with only a slight amount of knowledge. If I were more incompetent, I might have had a different way of life.

But it's all about what if.

No matter how good a man she played on stage, my mother just handed me the next script without any compliments.

It was only a matter of time before she went to school to play the male role as a man and acted thoroughly as a boy student.

One alumni said, "Genius is crazy."

One teacher said, "The home environment is complicated."

One male said, "I want you to hold me."

With that said, "I understand” the acquaintances opened their distance and didn't even try to find out in what mood she was playing a man as a single person.

Mother's troupe Starlight is a collection of genius actors, and Cristiana, who plays the lead role in it, is asked to act beyond genius, and has done so far through that overwhelming pressure.

Thanks to this, she has thousands of fanatical fans.

But to my daughter, my mother always said, "You don't understand men."

It's like a cliché. Here's the second word after that: "fall in love with a woman," and that's impossible to decide. Because I am a woman. Even if you have respect or envy for other women, such as beauty or cuteness, no other emotions will bud.

Is that why I don't understand men? and she suffers distress.

The trigger is I want to understand the man. It was because of my mother's desire to live up to her expectations even more.

At the same time, wouldn't my mother have been mad if I had been a man? There was also the question.

An alchemist (a fan) to her like that handed her a suspicious medicine. "Drink this and you can be a man" I honestly thought it was a frown spit.

A woman becomes a man. Such a silly thing, and when I received it, I laughed.

But my mother reprimanded me terribly during stage practice, and Cristiana couldn't stand it and reached for the medicine.

To get one step closer to the real Christopher Carmine...

In the morning, "Chris” woke up where he was taking his meds, as usual, looking at the squad leader sleeping next door and flashing his face.

Sometimes the odor drifted from my mouth like a dove from which rot flowed, and my tongue stretched from it licked my own face.

I think you just remembered.

If you refuse, they will wield violence, and if you obey, they will ravage your own dignity.

Unlike the play, real violence is vividly devoid of any condolences.

It was really dangerous yesterday. Usually it would have only taken violence to refuse, but the squad leader was obsessed with taking it away.

I wouldn't have been able to bear it until dawn in that situation.

I thought it would also be my hand to switch my thoughts already and be robbed by playing the immobile doll.

I don't think about anything, no, I can't think about anything. It's just a doll. I switched it off and hoped it would be something I didn't feel anything about.

But his body was trembling with fear, and his tears were overflowing.

That's when the eccentricity that resonated in the prison helped me.

At first I thought it happened. But that's not exactly a coincidence if it goes on three times either.

The squad leader just gave up and fell asleep first as the guard came over and over again.

I was heartbroken.

I don't know what purpose the other person was singing, but I just want to identify that person.

I put my body back from "Woman (Chris)" to ”Man (Cliff)" and when I was ready for the morning I heard a "room opening" from the guard.

Leaving the shop after the squad leader, the other party knew at a glance.

A boy who made blue moles around his eyes and wounded him everywhere.

He came out of his cell biting down his absences.

As he passed in front of Christopher, he went straight outside, crushing to a whisper when he asked sideways, "You look safe."

That alone made me understand that he was making odd noises for the purpose of helping himself.

If we call the guard, we can interrupt the squad leader's behavior. Instead, I know I can hurt myself more than once.

He didn't owe me anything for it, but he took the pain for granted.

When he realized he was the type of person he'd come to help without a question he'd never seen before, Dokun and his heart jumped big.

"What... this"

Cliff feels bad. Realize that your body is on the verge of returning to the woman on its own, and rush to recreate the distracted man (Cliff).

But when his face and voice pass in his head for a moment, Bakubaku and his heart strike an early bell again, and nature and his body try to return to the woman (Chris).

"Hey, what is this..."

Christopher suffers from mysterious chest pain and tries to squeeze hard but the hot heartbeat doesn't stop.

Ironically for his best male role, Chris didn't realize he was about to hatch into his best female role right now.

Back then...

Orions fleeing the guard. The Trident line had been retreated to the village of Bonubonu, a short distance from Hex.

I tried to get close to Hex many times after that, but the heightened vigilance prevented me from camping nearby.

Trident's members had a meeting on the guidelines for the future when they rented out one of the lodges.

The paying lobby has all the faces of Chariot discussing them with a harsh face.

"Come on, you should go help. It's been four days!

To Freia slapping the table with a bang, Dee shakes his neck to the side.

"Calm down. To help the king, we need to break down Hex's walls from the front and find and free him from a cell building in the heart of the city. Very unrealistic."

"So what are we going to do!? If you keep thinking about it, it won't be clear!

In contrast to Freya, who was still going to bite, Dee sighed, "Oh, man.

"Freya...... I know you're worried.... Don't cry."

Freya realized for the first time then that she was getting tears in her eyes.

anxiety that the king was sent to prison. Her chest was tightly tightened after only four days of not seeing her, and her mental state continued to be exposed to extreme stress.

I won't say that, but the other members do the same thing.

"Hey, I'm not crying!

"I'm sorry, Freya. I feel responsible for thinking my dad was taken because of me."

Chloe gently strokes Freya's head and deceives her.

"It's not your fault. If you say that, you're responsible for the machine sprayed with smoke."

"That's good. I'm the one who gave Smoke's orders."

"Then it was your sisters, the Dragon Knights, who first told me to set up camp in that place."

"... when I investigated, that was... out of sentry range. Maybe the route changed.... Sorry."

Each reflects in view of his own actions.

Seeing how everyone was heavily silent, Orion was leaning his neck as he clasped his claws over the chair.

"It's kind of air-heavy, but it's all result theory? Isn't that him? Even the dungeons sometimes trap you about how cautious you were when you first went, and they isolate you in a herd of monsters. I heard the story later, and he's an idiot. There are adventurers out there who say it's bad because they don't pay more attention, but you can just say it because you know that's gonna happen, right?

…………

"Even this time, I happened to be caught on guard with the route involved, and the bloom just happened to fall off the cliff. Why didn't you put the camp in a more cautious position? They may think you sprinkled smoke at that time, but if you don't, you'll see."

"Orion......"

"I put up a camp in that place after I investigated it, and I put up smoke thinking it was necessary to escape. That just didn't happen to roll well. I didn't do anything wrong."

When Orion said that, Freya and Chloe were dashing cold sweats.

"... oh, I'm sorry, I might have been playing a little"

"Mom, Mom too..."

"What matters is how do we get it back from here? You just have to reflect on what you've done. Well, I repeat the same thing when I reflect."

When Orion said that and spilled a ni grin, the heavy air was somewhat soothing.

"All right, we'll rethink the operation again. I have a few ideas..."

Then the operation was conceived over a few hours.

"Is it still a good idea for some of us to get caught and infiltrate..."

When everyone thought deeply, the galaxy that was out came back with a single requisition.

"Um, I've seen some transfer info at the Halloween Guild near here, and here's what happened"

"Why are you looking at career change information at this time of year..."

Freya turns a jittery gaze.

The galaxy waved in panic.

"Oh, you know, I'm sure we don't have enough men to maintain that big facility... and the guards who attacked us didn't seem very serious either"

"I agree."

"So I thought you might have some kind of job offer."

That's what the galaxy says. Hand Dee the guild's career information.

Staff were recruited there on the condition of chore recruitment within Hex territory.

"For cleaning luxury cells, cooks are welcome, machine resistant. Self-sufficiency 850 vesta, uniform loan. A word from the recruiter… it's a very at-home place to work"

"You don't look like a ruthless prison recruiter."

Sakura said, "At home is a black bracelet."

"But isn't that good? If you're a worker, you can walk around in jail."

I hit my hand that Sophie was great, but Dee glanced at me.

"But it says the recruitment age is limited to the 70s and 80s..."

"Why are you collecting such grandparents?

"Probably to play a spy with ideas like ours."

"What are you going to do with Grandpa's agent?"

"Oh, so you're thinking about them too..."

"No, I'm not smart at the time I'm hiring you for transfer information, sir."

Thinking about what to do, now G-13 raises the draft.

[Operation Watashinyi Gaarimus]

Dee saw what the G-13 was equipped with in both hands and got a guess of what he was trying to do.

A conical grinding machine with cuts into the spiral slowly rotates.

"You dig through the ground with a drill?

[Upper Gadamenala Lower Calades. Geological Survey Cita Results, Neal Mine Neukutskaga Ceasefire Toiukotoga Discovery Citeimus in Hex Territory]

"Why don't you blow it up?

"Nice. I wanted to see a volcanic eruption."

[Stupid Combined Ha Shut Up Tei Tekdasai]

Orion and Sophie getting lightly kicked.

[stratigraphy no zhongni volcanic ash dequita layer gaari, soco excavation lijin meleva, rakuni mediterranean karahex heto jinzukerdeshaw]

"The problem is the walls. How far is that wall buried?"

[Worst time gakakakattemo, drill de castle wall penetration sacer kotoja made mass. Watashino Drilni Impossible Haari Masen]

G-13 turns the drill with Tueen.

"I see."

"But no matter how many underground holes you can dig, it's definitely gonna take a while, right?

To Freya's inquiry, the G-13 flashes the eye camera with a tickle.

[Actually no geological situation nimoyolimasga, early kutemo a few days hakakakaldeshaw. In-Hex Ni Jinzukeba Ge Ni Pace Ha Falling Chimus "

"If you were galloping at your feet, you'd find out."

"You should pack up a little more about the underground route."

"The machine should also cooperate in the investigation of underground routes. Maybe there's a way to shorten the time."

"Okay. I'll leave you to Erica and G-13. I want to think about undercover operations."