Tag-Team

"Ugh, what is it? It's good. Okay, no!

"Shh, Tanya. Quiet, quiet. You'll find me."

Easily escaped from the dungeon of Castle Aude.

What are you whispering about?

"I'm sorry. But this is so delicious"

"This roasted pork has not changed since 300 years ago."

"Yeah, yeah, but you're making me want to drink barley."

- It was the kitchen.

There is of course no one in the kitchen late at night when the fire fell.

That's right.

A lavish royal castle meal. Leftovers…… are too luxurious leftovers, all-you-can-eat.

Tanya, there's something on the edge of your mouth.

"Mm, Mr. LaPlath is the one. I'll get it for you."

"Huh."

I'll pluck you through the edge of Laplace's mouth sticking out of your face.

"……… All right, I got it."

"Thank you."

"Huh."

"? What is it, Tanya? That face......... no way wait for a kiss?

"Eh, mine won't wipe me!? On the contrary, I'm surprised. I don't know what the opposite is."

That too seems to be true.

I want to eat this one too.

Behind the two of them with their backs round and stuck everywhere.

- There was a shadow that approached quietly.

"……… What, Dear Venus Beautyhoe?

"Huh, muggle?

To a pseudonym like a joke called out of the blue.

Looking back.

"…… and Tanya, right?"

"Nhhhhh!?

"It's not a dream... isn't it? Wow, wow, can I get a signature or something!?

What was standing there?

Silver hair.

Colored eyes.

She was a girl wrapped in pure white negligee long enough to drag her to the floor.

"Oh, no! Ma'am, don't shout out loud!

Shit, I'm alarmed.

I can't believe someone comes to the kitchen in the middle of the night like this.

I don't want to be ridiculous to such a girl.

I wanted to make things easier here.

"Huh? Yes..."

The girl blocked her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide open and she nodded.

Fortunately, no one seemed to be awake by the sound of things now.

Relax and lower your chest.

Phew.

LaPlath's gaze captures the girl's embroidery of Negrije.

Nicely tailored negligee made of silk.

And a crest embellished with embroidery.

"…… Seriously."

"Eh?"

"My lady. You… are the daughter of the Imperial family, or the Empress."

"Eh!?

Tanya blues her face.

Emperor clan Aweigcourt family in the Kingdom of Ode.

One of the most prestigious clans in this country?

This girl?

True, though I don't seem to be the only one because of my personality.

"…… Yes. Anyway, I am Arienola, the First Empress of the Aweig Court."

"I see. That embroidery. It's the family crest of the Emperor family. It's about people with direct lines who stick that stuff to their bedtime clothes."

It's something I've encountered a hell of a human being.

Tanya held her head next to Laplace, which was as floating as usual.

"…… that. But the princess."

"Yes?"

Behind Tanya's brain.

The natural question brings my head.

"How do you know us?

"Let me hear your story in the rankings!

Oh, I really want to dream of seeing [Lilium]!

It was at the tip of the west tower of Castel Aude that I was guided by Arienola, who was so shaggy.

It was her bedroom.

Though I just don't appreciate being called in immediately.

LaPlath, who just wants to find Maxwell, feels a mild impatience.

"This is……"

Covering the eyes of the guard guard.

The moment he stepped into the room, LaPlath was stunned.

Distant memory.

This was a room - a long time ago, where Laplace spent her long girlhood in seclusion.

Oh, what the hell is causing this?

"Go ahead. It's narrow, but please feel free to sit down."

"Ah, duh... Hi"

Arienola tells me to sing.

Even if it's small, there's about a room in a luxury hotel where Tanya and the others stayed.

I knew it was amazing, the Emperors.

Tanya gets totally impressed.

Pough, and the sofa I sat on was as soft as a marshmallow.

"Um, I went to the kitchen to grab a stub and... keep it to yourself, right?

"If you can sneak into the royal castle and keep it a secret that you're pushing me to the First Empress's room, you can use it cheaply."

Alienora's expression, laughing at LaPlath's words on the sofa as well, ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe,

Somehow, don't remind me of my sisters back home...... and Tanya thinks.

"Um, Your Highness."

"Dear Tanya, For my sake, Arienola and I."

"Then... Dear Arienola. How did you end up in the kitchen so late?

It's midnight.

It also seemed unnatural for such a girl to be awake.

It's not bad for your skin to be stuck at this hour. I get fat.

"Tanya, that's what we do. Your skin gets rough and fat."

"Giggle."

"Yeah, yeah. That was delicious, grilled pork."

It's something that's been poked in the pain.

"Uh..."

LaPlath gives her gaze to Her Royal Highness, who stares at the two with sparkling eyes.

I can't stand it much longer.

So much so that we have to consider the possibility of being invited to the bedroom, even if it is a trap.

Kohon, and cough.

Stop being so roundabout.

"Arienola, I'm going to ask you straight in."

"Yes?"

"Maxwell, the court magician, where are you?

to those words.

Arienola strapped her neck in wonder.

"Master Maxwell would be behind you both."

"!?

A bouncing heart.

I look back in panic............ but.

There's just a lovely mirror stand there.

"Ugh, it's a lie!

"Malicious!!?

Tanya is sinking into the couch "I thought you had a heart pop..."

Damn, she's an inedible princess...... LaPlath sighs.

"That was a joke...... until earlier, I was with Master Maxwell. In an underground workshop."

"Workshop, huh. I was afraid I would bring His Royal Highness this late."

"But how did you two [Lilium] get Maxwell?

For Arienola with a small neck.

LaPlath reaches out his hand in large measure.

"…… That's right, Arienola."

"Ah."

Take the girl's thin arm.

Wrap around the arms of a silk negligee.

"What?"

Tanya breathed unexpectedly into the sight she saw.

"I... have come to stop this ridiculous thing."

"... eh"

Silver hair.

Colored eyes.

"Oddly enough, the blood of the white dragon is flowing through Her Royal Highness."

Quiet, LaPlath shrugs.

Arienola's arm, illuminated by moonlight.

The thin arm was stamped with injection marks and cuts.

"Oh, this... will disappear soon."

"That's not the problem. Yikes. I'm afraid we haven't made progress in 300 years."

Alienola's wound looked familiar.

Once a wound carved into the body of a young LaPlath.

Keep looking exactly like that, same wound.

- It resembled Maxwell's "experimental" wound.

Maxwell, that man...

Bring Her Royal Highness into the workshop at midnight like this and say she was chopping it up?

It's frightening.

At last, I didn't know you were even reaching out to the Imperial clan.

Growth, Shigeru.

Giri, and LaPlath bite his lips off.

... the girl in front of me was painful, scared, and should have never felt painful.

At that time.

If only I had been properly angry then.

"Oh, um..."

Arienola stares at Laplace with a confused expression.

It comes as no surprise that the female adventurer who was shining in the arena is now angry at the sight of her wounds.

Because this is...

For me.

For myself, the First Princess, in my normal routine.

Because I'm not a man.

That's why I thought a princess without the right to inherit the throne would be useful "for the good of the country" before she marries me one day.

It's been included that it's for everyone, naturally.

"Arienola."

"Nah, what is it?

"…… That hurt."

That hurt.

That's all for one word.

Why is my chest so painful?

Arienola couldn't understand.

"Ahhh!

Unexpectedly, Arienola raises her voice.

I wanted to tell you.

How well [Lilium] dressed and lovely to fight in the arena.

The knight in black armor - how brilliant Venus Beautihoe was fighting each other with Maxwell, a courtroom magician of patience.

I tried to tell him - then.

"Who are you, you guys!

Sharp, the woman's voice sounded.

"Eh, seriously!

"Oops, Tanya. Is this a bad idea?

An open door.

A woman in white.

"Oh, Ko, this is different. Vis!!"

Vis.

A samurai with the first princess of Arienola.

I was standing there.