The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

Mathias accompanied Gilbert to the King's office, where he already had not only the King and his close associates, but also the Knights of the Guard, his deputy, and the class of captains of each unit. Arbel, the second platoon commander of the Knights of the Guard, is there, of course. As Gilbert entered, Arbel raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mathias, are you here?

"Thank you for waiting, Father. Forgive the presence of the Marquis of Forster."

As Mathias bows, Gilbert bows behind a little deeper. You won't need a formal thank-you if it's not an official venue. The king raised his mouth slightly.

"You don't have to hide it, I give you permission."

"Thank you."

Gilbert lowered his head again. Of course, everyone here understands Gilbert's specificity as both a ability and a token. Gilbert joined everyone's circle as a sign that Mathias nodded.

"─ ─ Report on the state of war to date"

The Knights of the Kintetsu begin to speak. Gilbert stretched out his spine and listened. To see what role you are given.

Sofia was given a room that was too big to sleep alone. The bedding is as big as what Gilbert always uses, and the room is bigger than that.

After a while, Emilia returned to her room to guide Sofia to her room. Instead, the maid came to help me bathe and change, and brought the meal to my room. Sofia was thankful to leave others alone in this messy state of mind. It is unlikely that we will be able to bloom in a pleasant conversation.

─ ─ Master Gilbert

The sun is completely dark, and a pale moon is floating outside the clear window. Sofia reduced the light in the room with her left hand with a ring of blue crystal stone. The clear light from the window becomes brighter. The colour was somewhere pitiful for a chilly night.

I'm sure Gilbert is busy. I don't know the details, but according to the story, it was a war. I can't tell if the Knights of the Guards 2nd platoon with Mathias is deeply involved, but the Magic Knights who can be used immediately to help with the situation will soon be put on the ground. Sofia probably has more work than you can imagine.

The moon is terribly cold on its own Sofia. I miss you, I miss you, I can't help feeling anxious. But Sofia could not be known to her children or to the world so much as she could express her feelings in words. Don't say you're lonely. I don't want to be understood, such as anxiety. Gilbert risked his life for his country. It must have been a gift of the education I received at the Marquis de Forster. Does Gilbert think Hans predicted this?

"I'm sorry... I'm more"

Do I have to be strong? Do I have to live wisely? ─ ─ But no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you learn, you won't be strong enough to send your loved ones out to war with a smile. I closed the curtains and sat on the bed. You should lie down even if you can't sleep. I don't want to worry about Gilbert now because of Sofia's condition.

Sleeping beds are soft and bedding is light and warm. It was the gentle back of the parents who lay down and closed their eyes.

I wonder when I fell asleep. The feeling of gently stroking my hair slowly brought Sofia back to reality. As you keep your eyes closed, it moves to trace the contours of Sofia. It's a bit cold and frustrating, turning around unexpectedly. It stopped moving with surprise.

"─ ─ Sofia, did you wake her up?

A softer and lower voice asks if you are still unsure. Slowly raise your eyelids and you'll see a dull silver colour with a faint light on your side. It's Sofia's favorite silver.

"Gi, Lubert...?

Sofia lowered her eyebrows as her voice became weaker than she thought. Gilbert's black, indigo eyes are pointing toward caring. I'm glad you came. I was scared, lonely, and wanted to see you, and I really wanted you to come to the side sooner.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I made you nervous."

Gilbert bites his lips in regret and wrinkles between his eyebrows. Sofia couldn't help but realize that the cold expression was due to tenderness.

"No,"

When the words were cut, he lifted his right hand out of the bedding. The cool air stings your skin. It touched Gilbert's cheeks, which were bent slightly. The temperature conveyed is lovely.

"─ ─ Dear Gilbert, you look tired. Please... don't push me."

It's not Sofia's fault Gilbert's expression looks strong. I know it's not a sizzling situation, but something I don't know seems to be consuming Gilbert, and I stroked my cheeks to keep it tight. The fingertips that tried to get away were stopped by Gilbert's hand. The customer's cheeks and hands that she touched were cold and the temperature of her hands was different.

"I have to go back again. Let's go home together tomorrow. Wait till then."

Gilbert grabs Sofia's hand and puts it back into the bedding. A warm place, now somehow tightens Sofia's heart.

"Yes... I'm waiting for you"

As Sofia nodded honestly, Gilbert relieved himself of his expression. Those hands cover Sofia's eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm late. ─ ─ Good night, Sofia."

When I closed my eyes while being guided, I had a light mouth drop on my forehead. Though anxiety doesn't go away, it feels lighter. Sophia fell naturally and calmly asleep in her hands.