"Ah,"
Isn't it early to see you again?
I finished reading some magic books, and when I was walking through the Magic House looking for my father, I just spotted him on the back.
On the other side of the street, which was much more successful than Jill's, was a young man who had spoken to him a few hours earlier. Sure, it's Mr. Loran.
They're talking about something serious, and Mr. Loran is listening to his father seriously.... No, maybe this is normal because you look serious from the beginning.
"Father."
I'm sorry I sounded like I was going to go break the waist of the story, but I didn't know when it was going to end, so I'm going to call my voice from behind.
My father reacted fairly quickly and I looked back in momentum wondering if my voice had arrived. Then loose cheeks.
... Yeah, that's the moment you feel drowned. I was hastily squeezing my face in front of Mr. Loran, but I'd say it's pretty slow.
A little bit of a fix. I was invited with an undeniable face, so I followed it honestly, while I held it here for a long time. My father was happy to turn his back on Mr. Loran, so I was wondering if it would be okay.
"Just fine"
Enjoy it for a while, then look up at your father, and his tight face looks down on this one. Oh, it's work or main mode.
To me leaning my neck toward a sudden change, Mr. Loran stepped closer and stood by me with me stuck to my father...... head down. Oh, it's exactly 45 degrees.
I want you to forgive me for stopping me from frightening and sticking with my father and turning back for the action that is closest to the second salute.
"... Miss Lisbett, I apologize for earlier. It wasn't a good thing for me to say."
"Oh, no... sorry about this one, I got mucky too. Face up, please."
I'm not even tempted to get angry when I'm politely apologized for here. I didn't mean to be angry in the first place. Because my anger won't last unless I have to.
Ning Ro, in this case, I apologize for making you this far, right? Mr. Loran broke my hips deeply from a pissy upright. I wish you wouldn't mind.
Mr. Loran, who had his head down for about ten seconds, finally looked up at me, so I'm relieved, and I'm leaving behind my father.
I'm sorry if I'm frightened, and Mr. Loran is not an extremely bad person... because I know he's quite serious.
"What, do you know him? Then we'll talk fast."
"... Yes?
My father seemed a little strange watching how we were doing, but he was smiling in his mouth just to say it was convenient.
"I'm going to ask Loran for Ruby's swordsmanship guide. You're a knight. Your sword is a tattoo."
"... oh, enough to be. If you're a prospect for your father, you wouldn't be wrong, would you?
I guess that's what we were talking about earlier. There was a gradual convergence.
Mr. Fiona tells me that the Vestrem family is a knight's lineage, and he must be quite good enough for his father to ask for it. There doesn't seem to be a problem with the personality, and I feel like you're going to tell Ruby exactly what it is.
... If I asked you to sneak in, would you tell me too... Don't tell Jill, just for a second.
"Then it's settled. And have you seen this guy's sister yet?
"Yeah, it's Mr. Fiona, isn't it?
Yeah, I thought I saw you.
It's about that beautiful girl, Mr. Fiona, isn't it? She was the one who was going to pull your brother in front of me, wasn't she?
"... Has my sister done anything?
"No, I was just willing to pull Mr. Loran over."
"... him..."
Mr. Loran frowned a little bit, making it seem a little harsh on his face to see what it was. It can be a little scary because you look neat but serious and close to faceless.
Bibi, and Loran, who noticed sensitivity even though I trembled, immediately returns his expression. I guess I'm a little sorry.
... If you don't get used to it early, you're going to make Mr. Loran look this way every time. Be careful.
His father slapped him on the back so he could forgive him, and a soft look. Then we'll keep talking.
"That Fiona, but I'll put her on your escort"
"Huh?"
"She also stands the arm of a sword. Hit the escort."
"So, but I have Jill"
... you mean to remove Jill from the escort?
My father came to me in a hurry to shake his head and stroke his head as he shrugged in plain sight.
"Just ask for an escort when Jill can't cover it alone, it's not always there. Jill remains a squire and escort."
"Oh, what... good, I would have resented my father if my squire had been removed"
"Ugh, resent..."
Good worry, and as opposed to me stroking down my chest, my father seems a little damaged and dropped his shoulder. No, it's not like I resented you, and I only resent you or not, so you don't have to recess that far.
I feel sorry for the boulder, so I said, "I'm talking about what if. Rest assured, I like my father," he said, hugging his father.... bruise, this.
But it turned out to fix my mood, so I'll assume it's good. I got a light cum on my forehead.
... Sometimes I don't because I'm a father. It's just the happiness of being loved, feeling it.
But if I could, would you have preferred not to be in front of Mr. Loran? Mr. Loran doesn't seem to care much, though. Well, I'm a parent and a child, and I'm famous for being a parent and a fool.
"You should finally get along, you're not too close to the same generation of girls"
"Yeah, well..."
"My sisters protect Miss Lisbeth, so please do me a favor."
"... thank you?
That's why we've got Ruby's new "Shisei".
"... Dear Liz, why is he there?"
I broke up with my father and joined Jill and went home...... Jill looked kind of complicated.
When I arrived at the mansion and went back to my room, I sat on the couch, and the dialogue at the beginning flew in.
"Uh, I'm Mr. Loran, who teaches Ruby swordsmanship, and I'm not a suspicious person."
I think you're misunderstanding because you looked subtly surprised or dissatisfied, and I'll give you a proper excuse.
Because if they think you're suspicious, it's bad for Mr. Loran.... Well, you wouldn't think so because your father was there.
It's okay, right? and tilting his neck, Jill won't nod at me as hard as she can. The expression is just a little soothing, so he seems to admit that he doesn't have to worry.
"... well, if you're from the Vestrem family, you'll be relieved. Of the knights, it comes from a righteous and loyal family."
"That's a subtle look for it, isn't it?"
A mixed look of grump and confusion rather than reluctance. He doesn't seem to hate it, but he seems to be in trouble.
I don't know what makes Jill look like that, but I don't really like that face, so I peppered her cheek. Jill gets a little softer and gradually turns into a smile.
"Savan and I had a bad time together."
"... uh"
You know that.
Something seems like a very serious lineage. I can easily imagine that I don't seem to get along with Sir Alfredo or something. Sir Alfredo is only doing a bad thing, because the image actually executed the rebellion.
These two lineages, it seems, face to face with each other in a sinister atmosphere. No, I've never seen the owner of Vestrem. And Savannah already exists... yes, is it? So there will be no confrontation, though.
"Let me tell you over there, Savan says he's out of the way. Well, there was a lot going on."
"... all sorts of things?
"I was exceptionally picked up by Master Liz... but still, to walk in a bright place, because it was thinly dirty"
Just a little bit, Jill, shadowing and smiling at the grin. You must be in it for assassinating me.
Where I don't know, Jill may have had a harder time.... Don't suffer, though I want it.
"... Jill is Jill. I wish you were on my side. It used to matter."
Reach out to Jill, who smiles sadly, and hug her.
... old Jill, Jill I don't know. The Jill who is here is the Jill I know. It used to be now, but I'm not going to blame you for what you did or disgust you.
The important thing is the fact that Jill here now cares about me.
"... thank you, sir"
I smiled, and Jill smiled. Gyu, and hold me back.
"... the only person I serve wholeheartedly is Master Liz. Please let me be by your side."
Whisper softly and mouth it on your forehead.
... embarrassing, though. I know it's important, and I'm glad to hear it.
... Still, sometimes it's stronger. I don't feel like I've been mouthing a lot lately, Jill feels like she's been killing me a lot more now. Shame doesn't smother you to death or anything.
Ah, and leaked a meaningless sound to me, Jill smiled softly, dropping a whisper that seeped joy, "Because you are the only squire".
... Ju, I don't think you should approach your husband with color even though he's a squire. Please, stay with me as a squire. On my side, I can't stay.