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

"Let's kill him, you can't keep him alive to lust for a lady"

Bael is stirred by Ingrid's bomb statement. In contrast, red feels like she can't stop laughing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, maybe. You know, even your daughter needs a mate."

"I'd rather kill you first before a human. I don't know what you generally like about faces, you're being silly!

"Isn't that your best compliment for liking your face?

"Don't be ridiculous! only appreciative of such an appearance -"

"Why don't you say something stupid about liking the inside?

"Naturally. Socialization starts with correspondence, reducing the distance between each other's minds a little bit -"

"You're not stupid, are you, that guy?"

Red cuts and throws away the clowns just fine.

"So, what about your daughter? That's the problem."

"Don't be ridiculous. There will be no way a monkey like a human being and a lady will hang. Plus he's a prisoner, he's got a difference of position!

"I didn't ask you. So, lady, what do you say?

When Red hears with a nigga face, Lunaria answers with a calm look.

"It can't be, they're human, right?

"Why are you so grumpy?"

"Naturally. There's no way a lady would be moved by a roadside stone like that. The opposite sex that a lady deserves must be found by this frog..."

Blocking the word of Bael, Lunaria rises.

The light shines on her nudity, and the brilliant Shizuku falls zero.

"The dirt would have fallen off already. It's time to go back."

"Really? Bye."

Ingrid pulls back when he tries to stand up with Red and the Baer as well.

"You guys stay. I have a little sermon."

"Wow, are you serious"

"Our breakdown caused trouble to the organization. You deserve reprimand."

"Are you serious?"

Leaving the frogs and the reds seated in the river, Lunaria put her sleeves through her raw, dry military uniform and returned to the front of the airship.

Then there I saw the boy lying hand in hand in the middle of the flower garden.

And he's dead!? and Lunaria is surprised and rushes closer.

But peering into his face from above, his breathing seemed peaceful and just asleep.

Ho, relieved. Looking around, I see wild animals sleeping together.

"You're making a scene..."

That's how I squeal and see his sleeping face.

Lots of scratches, less where it's safe.

You must be tired. To the day after day of forced labor, he was assaulted by poison gas incidents in mines, guards, and came this far aboard an unfamiliar Vincent.

My body is already at its limit, and I'm sure I keep screaming.

"I... you're making me do that."

Don't say pathetic, etc. It is ourselves who are capturing him, and it is our fault that we both inhaled poison and were wounded.

The perpetrator must not sympathize with the victim.

Only myself and he are enemies to each other. That upright position must not be misplaced.

That makes my chest run a lot tighter for some reason.

"Um, please wake up..."

I'll try to touch his cheek in fear, but he's asleep like he's dead and he's not responding.

Before that, Lunaria's voice was fine, and it seemed rather like she was getting confirmation that she was asleep properly.

When she makes sure she is completely asleep, she moves her face closer to that defenseless sleeping face.

I'm just trying to figure out how close this is to wake up, I'm just making fun of myself, so I'm not making fun of myself, so I really stop, I'm just annoyed to say I'm such a right guy or something, and I make myself an excuse.

But no matter how close you put your face, there's no sign of waking up at all.

Not good.

I won't say where it is as it is, but it touches me.

It's not a good idea to strike like that by accident.

But I am the devil. Isn't it okay sometimes to have the act of taking it away?

The boy woke up as Angel Lunaria and Devil Lunaria were fighting to wash their blood with blood in their heads.

"Mmm..."

The wounded eyelid opened and there were eyes and eyes at close range.

At that moment Lunaria saw a head-bad on his forehead.

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Goddamn nasty noises and dull pains passed to my skull, and I held my forehead and wandered around.

"I said... you're lying. Do you normally do head-bads or something the moment you wake up?

"Shh, excuse me. Trying to get me to sleep again..."

"You poke me in the head for a great reason, you"

"It must be because you wake up all of a sudden! Please tell me if you're going to wake up, you're going to wake up!

The irrational.

I wake up and look at Lunaria, holding on to my aching forehead.

Apparently he just got back from the river and his hair is dry and moist.

The shirt I am wearing is also clear by the way and I have trouble finding a place for my eyes.

I had a little color like a bath, and I missed my eye so I wouldn't look too directly at it.

"The sun was nice around here, and I got relaxed. I sleep a hundred times more comfortable than in prison. It was terrible to wake up."

"... excuse me"

I wonder what's wrong, Lunaria has been wandering her gaze from the other day, and she still wants to know how it is.

"I don't give a shit about the head punch."

"No, I don't care about you at all."

I want you to mind a little bit.

"Well... you've been waiting a long time."

"I won't run away now. I hear the escapees are executed."

"... I wish I had run away"

"What?"

"I wish I had thrown it all away and run away. Why aren't you running away?"

I'm surprised by the line that I don't think I'm in a position to monitor the prisoner.

I'm rather angry that I'm not running away, I can even feel that nuance.

"No, you can't. There are a lot of people over there. Don't abandon me."

"Nothing will change where one of you is back. Then... why don't you throw it all away and run away? That way... it won't hurt anymore."

"I knew it wouldn't work."

"Why not? No one's watching."

Lunaria covers her own eyes with palms.

"You can't because you're watching it even if nobody's watching it."

"You're a troublesome man. He's the type who dies prematurely."

"I think so, too. It's hard to live."

Lunaria pointy her lips every time she complained about something.

Damn, I didn't think you'd get mad if you didn't run away.

I wondered if there was any topic that would make me feel better, and I flashed.

"Yes, I'll give this to Mr. Lunaria."

I give you a round of flowers that I just found in the airship.

It is an unknown yellow flower with five star-like petals.

I thought it looked good on her and picked it out.

"............... What are you dictating?

"No, that's not true."

I laughed bitterly and said I just thought it would suit you.

She glanced at her face and, for a while, stared at the flowers like her parents' revenge.

"Don't be fooled. Me, what do you do with a single flower like this? My brain is temporarily excited by dopamine, it's just causing illusions, don't get me wrong. Besides, my heart, it's this guy. This is still more convincing than falling in love with an experimental rat."

You're saying something really fast. Why is this guy already sweating when he just walked into the river?

"Huh, do you think you can flex me to this extent? In the first place, flowers smell like iron, shady, and have dark roots."

I inserted the flowers into her hair before she said anything.

Star-shaped flowers bloom over bat feathers stretched from the side head of the Lunaria.

"Ah..."

"Isn't that nice? She's cute."

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She touches the flowers as she patches her eyes.

"The machine is good for Mr. Lunaria, but the flowers look great on you, too. Yeah, it's so beautiful."

That said, her face stains bright red.

A strong wind blows through the woods, which should have been windless until earlier, shaking Lunaria's long hair.

Blooming flowers swayed heavily around him, and colorful flower blizzards broke out.

At the same time, I feel like I heard a magnificent bell.

Is it also a church around here?

"Ugh............ thank you...... I'm glad."

Even her reddened cheeks, she squeezed her little voice out of her throat, but it was wiped out by the wind.

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There were appearances of red and frogs watching the appearance from the shade of the tree.

"You said you desperately withstood the first blow and put up a line of defense in your mind, but with the second blow one pan you broke the line of defense, and cleaned up where your heart was swept out. This is a special effect of a blow to an intolerant young lady. That's a complete drop."

When Red accurately analyzes Lunaria's situation, Bael roughs his voice as he trembles in anger.

"Don't be silly, there's no way a lady would fall to that extent!

"Until now, all over the iron and oil, my friend is a lady who says 120 type armored shells and so on, from the man who cares about the gift of flowers, it's beautiful. Then your daughter will wake up to forbidden love."

"Impossible! Those flowers are growing wild!

"Whatever you're eating or wearing, it's mostly grown or running wild."

"Okay, I'll give you this gift that I'm better than that. And that brings back the lady's heart!

"Why are you turning to the man side?"

Red holds down the key-key waving frog.

Ingrid chuckles as she keeps her back on the old tree.

"I was just messing with toys. Did that finally show interest in organisms (catfish)"

Soon afterwards, a demon army retrieval team arrived and returned to prison.

Even then, Lunaria's hair remained decorated with flowers.