I got involved, and even if I regret it, I thought it was more of a story now.

"You don't have to be that sick"

Liz laughs and praises her shoulder, "Never mind Your Highness," but she won't be able to help but care. Because it's like I'm putting you in danger.

Liz, who was brought here as Verph's hostage, but I guess it was also a restraint against me. Because it was a well-known fact that I was obsessed with Liz.

Liz would not have been wounded if there had not been a revolt in the first place.

"I'm not mad at you, am I?

"But I got Liz involved."

"You'll just have a problem with the rebellious mentor and Sir Alfredo. There's nothing left on your body."

Nothing, I'm fine, and Liz holds a feathered jacket from her shoulder. I don't think it fits my height. It's probably the squire's.

I honestly didn't mind eating it, but I can't strip it off that Liz seems to care about. We can't possibly take clothes from a woman who was about to be attacked in the first place.

Regrettably, I am powerless.

Just being protected by someone. I guess that's the right way to be if you're royal, but as a man, you're speechless. I'm not joking about this already grown up body, being protected behind someone and flirting with fright.

In the end, the revolt ended with Liz and her squire, and Steinbert's son.

The rebellion itself was dominated by Velph, but those three were responsible for securing the unstoppable mastermind. Even if that was the way it was going.

I was just being protected behind Velph.

... I couldn't do anything, I'm impudent. I can only see it if it's imminent danger to the girl I like. All I could do was deal with it on my own and watch him beat it while being helped.

"... you're a pitiful man, so am I."

"I think you're right not to do anything because it's more reckless to try to stand alone in the rebellion. My father made me angry."

"But you don't do anything."

"My lord, mine is reckless. It's not the same as being brave and reckless. I'm glad I turned out okay, but I crossed a dangerous bridge. Your Highness is right not to do anything."

It's not like I didn't have a chance, but Liz is laughing bitterly.... He's coming. I guess Liz went into that behavior because she believed it.

Liz's trust is placed in her squire more than mine. Although I had no choice, I still regretted it.

Liz looked like she was in trouble when she saw my expression. I don't know if it bothers you to say this. From a standpoint, I was right to do nothing.

It would be better for you to take care of yourself than for me to do something extra to make things worse.

"... Your Highness has recently lost her claim to a special victory, as she used to."

"Well, I'm a grown man, too, and I feel like I'm getting too old to say my best."

As much as I shouldn't be waving Liz around like I used to, I know. But I want Liz to like me. I can't help it, that's what I meant.

"Well, I'm honestly delighted to be an adult. Isn't it hard to be a good listener?

"... then tell me what to do. Will Liz accept my sins? Will it be mine?

I'm sorry about that.

I thought Liz was the same person who would say no clearly there. That habit, because it clearly doesn't reject me, I'll put it up.

Liz, who knows that and makes you like it, is cruel in a way. Even though you can sometimes receive mercilessly because you are kind.

"Your Highness seems to me to be my royal highness."

"I feel like I'm being told I'm tyrannical"

"I used to be a bit of you. Well, that was cute."

I can't argue with it as long as I'm conscious.

Liz smiles and puts her hand on her mouth when she closes her lips. The moist grin seemed much more adult than I thought.

How can Liz be so grown up when I'm a better adult first?

"Nothing, as far as I'm concerned, I don't care if your Highness is pitiful, because that's your Highness. I don't feel sorry for him in the first place."

"... I feel bad about being protected by women."

"That's the kind of stereotype you can't have. And since you are the next king, please have as many concepts as you want to be protected."

I lean down and bite my lips into Liz, who embarrasses me with a soft tone to teach.

... the position is itchy. Had I not been a prince, would Liz have lined me up beside him? Did you see me as a reciprocal being?

I erased it as impossible to imagine an assumption that made no sense, and just made Liz's head grasp on the shoulder with a troubled grin.

Liz accepts the look of surprise for a moment, with a look that says there is only one. But that body trembled slightly, I feel it somehow.

... I felt Liz keep moving away and I gently gripped Liz's palm pretending to know nothing.