Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Having finished treating Afro and the poison, I was politely turning down Lunaria to hold back and returning to my cell.

When I said why I couldn't push you back, it was because I wanted to keep in contact with the Oscars this evening.

Now that I don't know when the new model will be completed, I want to avoid losing as much time as I can.

Ever since nightfall, Chris and I have been coming out of our cells and into luxury cells with great care.

"No, I don't. I don't want to see you two in this outfit!

As usual, Chris has been asked to come almost in the butt cop style, but now it's getting worse.

"You decided to tell the two of us that you were really a woman, didn't you?

"I tell you, I don't want to say it in this outfit!

"Don't be selfish. What's the matter with you?"

"It's all dressed up! If I told you I was a woman in this outfit, you'd blow an Oscar bubble and fall!?

"Kind of too short a skirt length to see half a butt, right? I've been a man before, so you just have to meet me with the intention of showing off one or two of my assholes."

Then show off your balls when you're reunited with your people.

"Ha ha. You pervert."

"Oi!"

Standing in front of the cell of purpose while the two of us talked, Oscar and Granzam, who thought they were asleep, were usually awake.

They were getting up and asking about this one, but they were surprised to find out I was the one who came.

"That, are you awake?

"... Are you sure you've been out of jail?

"Wow... how did you do that?

"Use the metal slime for a little while."

"Is that woman you're working with?

Granzam noticed Chris' presence. Do you notice that? You're hiding behind me so much.

"Do you want to talk from that side first? Your buddy, Chris from Wall Knights."

"Chris?"

"Who is it?

I pushed Chris before I was forced not to face him hard.

Then he just looked at his face and they seemed pinned, but he was too surprised that Oscar was shaking his hand lifting his eyeglass tool, and Grantham was opening his mouth wide like a haniwa.

"Oh, you... are you Cliff?

"... uh, yeah, I was actually a woman. I'm sorry I hid it."

"No, you know, I don't know, uh, what... I don't have a word for it. Hey, Oscar?"

"Relax, Granzam. I'm just saying that the man who was fighting next door was a woman. Nothing will disturb you."

He pretends to be calm, but Oscar, with his glasses off, is talking against the wall. Seems disturbed enough.

You didn't really know either of us.

"I guess there was some special reason I was faking my gender. I'm not going to pry into that."

"No... the... I did eat, but the outfit, again..."

Chris' outfit looks tied to his jacket in a Wall Knights uniform on the top, but with a skirt cut too short below, Grantham had trouble doing where his eyes were.

"This is... his hobby."

Chris leans forward and looks at me as he desperately grates the hem of his skirt.

"Chris, I'm scared of your face. Peace Pieces"

Chris doubles with the smile he pulled on me.

"Well... I don't know, when I reunited with my living broken up brother, I felt like a hell of a bitch..."

"Believe me, the childhood tame I sent out... you're the guy. I'll see what I can do."

"Don't you tell me!

I'll get to the point when the whole reaction is over.

"I came here to talk to you guys."

I gave him a smartphone over the lattice and showed Oscar the Armor Knights hangar and new model I discovered, the material about it.

"This is..."

"There was a production plant in the basement of the holding cell where we are. There are thousands of prisoners on this."

The two realize in an instant that the prisoners are being shielded and face off.

"Even if we find out where the factory is, will we not be able to attack it? Rotten bastards."

"The white and black fuselage is particularly bad, which was in the image I showed you earlier. It looks like a second generation Armor Knights prototype, and I don't know how much damage this guy would have done if he'd been used in action."

Oscar and Grantham nod about whether they know the fuselage or not.

"Oscar, this guy can't be..."

"Oh...... Halami took me to show you, I'm sure you'll see it as homogeneous to the aircraft of that time"

"Did you see where these guys were moving?

Oscar shakes his head slowly.

"It's not either of these that we saw. It is a plane that uses blue and silver ice. They call the airframe name Ray Storm."

"Are there already operational machines besides these two..."

"Damn it. It was strength. In an instant, they destroyed the advance party of the Troika."

"The Trinity Alliance?

Oscar will cover up and explain what the Alliance of the Three Kingdoms is.

"The three neighbouring countries have formed an alliance…. If it's true, I'd love to, but they did, didn't they?

"Ah. But I don't know what to say, but I can tell you that Hex survived the destruction of the advance party."

"What do you mean?

"The advance party had originally come to launch indiscriminate bombings within Hex. Costs too much to attack Hex positively on the walls."

I mean, what do you mean? and leaning his neck, Chris supplements.

"It means there are too many dead people when you deal with Hex properly. The more damage we do, the rougher public opinion in the three countries will be."

"The people are always free of blood, demanding maximum impact (damage) from the enemy nation."

"So you made it an operation to kill all the territorial civilians who are being captured? Well, it's faster than rescuing a hostage."

All hostility goes to the Knights of the Holy Cross, if I may also say that the people of Hex, who were unfortunately captured, were all killed by the Knights of the Holy Cross.

"Without prisoners, there will be no refugees, and only Hex land and resources will be available"

"Maebei says we have to help Hex, but you really think it would be easier if all the guys who are being captured died"

That being said, Oscar nodded.

"I knew we'd have to get out of here more than the Troika got hit."

The hand of salvation had perished at some point. Now there's no other way to survive than to bring me to my belly.

But Oscar shook his head slowly at my words.

"I still can't help you guys"

"Why not? If the Troika is down, there's no way we can help it if we don't move."

'Cause it's pointless.'

"What do you mean?

"The enemy will easily destroy even the Trinity Alliance. What the hell is it gonna be when the four of us get together? No pointless resistance."

"Are you serious about that?

I grabbed Oscar's chest over the lattice and pulled him in.

"I just want to do what I can't and avoid the damage spreading in a meaningless way."

"You're kidding me. You're not gonna tell me to accept a slave-like life like this, are you?

"I can't live"

"You're going to die with one more teaspoon of guard or debulking. I'm not saying he's alive."

"So you're going to execute a reckless jailbreak plan and take the life of a living human being now?

"I'm not necessarily dying. You just have to make a successful jailbreak."

"It's impossible. How many people do you think there are here? The idea is too sweet."

"Even children can say they can't do what they can't. I said you couldn't. I broke out of jail and I'm here now, and I made Chris one of us. You're right, Chris would have been worse off than dead if he'd been an adult."

Oscar asks for Chirali and Chris.

"Even women are found out by bad people..."

"I've always been made a fool of myself. Even if I ate my teeth and got moles all over me, I would have endured it. My people are showing their guts, and you can't do it here, because it's impossible, and it just rots?

"... no matter what they say, I can't..."

Oscar distracts from his gaze with a sinking face.

What is this guy? Why are you breaking my heart like this? The first time I saw him, he was calm and settled, and I thought he looked like a pride loathsome guy, but he's not as hectic as he was after the guard dug him up one shot.

"Grantham, what's wrong with this guy?

"... well, actually"

"Fine, say it yourself"

Oscar shakes off my hand grabbing my chest and corrects my clothes.

"I was going to desert one person, everyone here, and run away"

"What do you mean?

As I tilt my neck, Oscar tells me that an agent from the Trinity Alliance came to him and tried to get him out of jail. He rode the story and said that if it were true, he would have abandoned everyone and run away by now.

"But the intelligence agent who was planning to take me outside was killed when he noticed Halami and left only his wrist. Once I abandoned everyone, I didn't deserve to save anyone."

Grantham follows in Oscar's words.

"Oscar's been troubled, too. If the bombing of the Troika starts like this, I won't help you as one, and I've made it clear that the Troika won't help anyone but the Oscars. So it's a lot better to help one person than no one else, right? So..."

"What, you've been protecting this country, and you actually hated this country?

"That's not true. You have nothing to do with this city. What do you know!?

Oscar is angry as a fiery fire, staring at this one.

Oh, my God, you're still on fire.

I thought you were rotting and disappearing.

"You know how spicy it is to abandon a country you've loved for so many years, friends, knowing you're going to die!?

"I don't know, I don't understand you abandoning me for such pain. When I'm in the same position as you because I'm weak, I'm sure I'll die with my people. If one of me dies and my people helps, I die, but I can't stand to be the only one to survive without all my people dying. I don't have that steel mentality."

This guy must be smart and strong. I think he's an excellent man who can completely suppress his own emotions and prioritize rationality.

Everyone would say that if no one can help or if only one can help, it's better to help one.

But how much the hell is it worth to one whose loved ones are gone?

All I'm waiting for is a future in which negative emotions, similar to the curse I said vengeance, hatred, and sadness, dominate me.

Then it would be easier to get to 0 with everyone.

"Grantham, you're the worst part of this."

I said, "Huh?" and see the amazing Grantham.

"If you understand that Oscar is solid, why didn't you tell him to die with me?

"You... can you say that? You should have lived in any shape..."

"Not good. Not good at all. After you, Chris, and all the people of Hex are dead, one surviving Oscar is imprisoned for revenge. That just means he's alive, and all he can think about is killing the Knights of the Holy Cross. Otherwise, good and evil can be screwed, and the Knights of the Holy Cross can kill them all. Grantham, you almost turned your best friend into a revenge trapped killer."

"... I wish Oscar was the only one who could help and make me happy."

"I can never be. That's all I can assure you."

Assuming I lost all the Orions, I'm confident I'll never be happy.

"Humans. If my heart dies, I won't be happy."

"Then what was I supposed to do..."

"It's easy. You're taking a stranger troika than us, Kee! Even a handkerchief can chew while you say"

"It's not such an old play..."

"You guys are the best friends I've ever fought with, aren't you? A good listener is not a good friend. He's a good friend of mine who's selfish, crying, laughing, fighting, and still shouldering next door to the end. Neither the guy who said he was going to run away on his own, nor the guy who sent him out pretending to understand it, thought of each other at all."

……………

"Grantham, you were sad when Oscar said you were gonna run away alone, weren't you?

"... no, that's well... but I'm an adult, too. Don't you want to say anything? There will only be one more dead person at your place..."

"I would never say that if my people were in the same position. Always say this."

”We'll be together till we die”.

…………

Did I say something weird like that? Although all three of them have completely solidified.

"Oh well... I seem to have sounded too weird"

"Yes, yes. So I need you to hold Oscar back from now on."

"What? What? Don't embarrass me..."

"Oscar can't come home unless you guys forgive him. It's hard to say we'll fight together again before I say we'll abandon you."

"... you're in trouble"

Grantham clogs his words as he puts on his crosswounded cheeks.

"... Oscar. Me and you are buddies and best friends. That won't last a lifetime. I've left everything difficult to you, and I haven't used my head at all, but I still don't know what you're talking about... Ah, enough! Anyway, I'll take care of you when you die. Instead, when I die, you take care of it! Don't be afraid of us dying in front of you. I'm... we're Wall Knights... together until we die."

Oscar looked up at the ceiling of the cabin to Grantham, who said with a serious look.

"I... you were about to abandon something outrageous..."

"Naturally. I can get as much money and power back as I want, but I can't get my lost friends back."

"Right...... Grantham, Christopher... will you forgive me for betraying you all?

"Naturally."

"That's right. I'm not even a woman."

"Plus it's an attempted betrayal, to be exact. I don't have a priori yet."

"Sorry... I'm not... lost anymore. I wanna get out of here with you guys."

"Oh, so am I."

I say you don't have to tell me to pass it on, but that's a lie. I have to tell you. I can't tell you what a basic thing is, and my friends aren't esper or new-o ip capable people.

I don't know. I know. I'm just curious. If you don't punch the bottom of your heart, you don't know what you mean except yourself.

"You were the Kaji King. A coward who once abandoned his friends and his people, but let us help this noble Oscar Reeve."

"You've finally become a man's knob. Regards."

Me and Oscar shook hands over the lattice disappointingly.

That's why we've been talking to key members of Wall Knights.

My belly squeaks when I finally think I can get into the operation.

No, you didn't eat anything today with poison gas treatment or anything. I don't have a heart or I'm sick.

"Give me something before we talk. I'm hungry."

"Oh, well, then there's Oscar's cake here"

Cake? You bastard, you're eating good food.

Grantham takes the cake that was on the table.

"Come on, it's what I took a bite of. Don't be rude to him."

"That's good, you're not gonna eat it anyway, are you?

"Well, not... would be a disgrace. When it comes to eating people..."

"What are you talking about, like, cleanliness?"

I grabbed the cake and threw it in my mouth.

Delicious. Long time sugar stains my body.

For some reason, Oscar was blushing with a strange voice as he looked at the condition and said, "Ah, ah..."

"Ki, you're a man who can't help it..."

"My mouth is sweet. Give me something to drink."

"Then Oscar's drinkable tea..."

"Drinks would just be bad!?

What's so bad? Oscar hastily drinks up Grantham's tea.

Don't you hate me that much?

"He's an asshole."

"Well, that's not what I'm saying. Using the same cup would still be problematic... when the sips are the same"

Oscar strokes his own lips with his index finger as he says.

Grantham and Chris face to face with this interaction.

And...

"Because you can't, Oscar!?

"That's right, Oscar! I'll never forgive a man for the first time!

"Chi, no! I'm not like that!

"That upset sounds real!

"Is it real?

"You shut up!

"I'll stop you as a friend, Oscar!

Chris somehow held me and Grantham strangled Oscar with wings.