The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

In conclusion, Bazio had been beaten by a bump, but he wasn't even boned, and my healing magic made him fully fast.

Count Novar and that man with a broken jaw were placed in solitary confinement by a judge of the county of Novar on charges of trafficking in the territory. Perhaps he assumed that he could no longer shelter himself from Arnold's persuasion and the very furious state of Olivia.

No fool prince will heal at all, either, and I'll keep him in jail. The knights who thought they would be furious with it somehow follow our instructions and are cautious at the hotel. I gently bumped the prince, and I should have had some rebellion. It's uncomfortable to be so honest.

A few days later, a messenger came from Imperial Capital to face Prince Fool and Count Novar.

"Thank you, Lord Grey."

A gentleman with a Kaisel beard utters words of labor to me, and Count Novar's face is stained with despair. I also think of the true mastermind who set this situation up for me.

"Yeah, I was a little too hungry for this farce of government."

One wrong step almost killed the child. I'm not patient enough to laugh and overlook this.

"Gray, that's different. We didn't know what was going on here. However, such incidents are routine tea meals in the direct jurisdiction of the Gate nobility. I didn't think you could stand to see it. That's all."

Baron Hakrow, next door, immediately denies my words. He is now born and is serving as the immediate staff of the Secretary of the Interior.

"Right..."

I know. The Basio thing is a perfect seed for me. The Imperial government just sent me into the land. Responsibility and other fine dust are not easy. This is just my ugly transfer of responsibility.

"I'm sorry. Words have passed."

to me with my head down deep,

"No, I don't mind. That seems to be why Sir. That's why I moved this plan into action."

The secretary of the interior raises the end of his mouth and nods again and again.

"You know what I'm saying!? This is an international problem!?"

"It's not gonna be a problem."

A young man with blonde eyes as thin as a line enters the room while denying the annoying summoning idiot prince's statement.

"Sa, Inan, why are you here!?"

"It is the life of His Majesty the King, Prince"

A young man with thin eyes called Inan turned to us.

"I am Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Bitsray - my name is Inan Kov. I sincerely apologize for the stupidity of my Bitsley Kingdoms."

Keep your head down deeply.

"Chancellor, you, what the hell do you know what you're talking about?!? The lowlife there worked rampantly on me!? To me the next king!?"

Murder leaks from a nearby spy to the word, and Olivia dyes her anger all over her face.

Somehow, even the Secretary of the Interior, who had never moved one eyebrow to my disrespectful and extreme demeanor, moaned his complacently proud Kaisel beard.

"Prince. You seem to have made some big mistakes."

"Or, a mistake?

"Yes, it was His Majesty's intention that this time the Prince was here. That's good, isn't it?

"Oh, I was told to meet Olivia, my future queen in this land."

Olivia looks uncomfortable with her words with the future queen.

"First one of the mistakes. It wasn't Her Royal Highness Princess Olivia who wanted us to meet here, it was him."

"Huh? Why am I such a bitch with blood!?"

"Lower bitch. That's the second mistake. He is Gray Ines Navarro. The current lord of Ladle, who has a powerful influence on the commercial guild and is now said to be the most developed. Moreover, a young hero who would lead the empire of the future. He is such a miserable man. It's not worth it."

No, no, it's definitely a mistake to go down there and lead the last empire. All I do is push my back, and I'm not going to move myself.

Hey Secretary of the Interior and Olivia, why are you guys snorting too!?

"But even the humble blood of Count Novar..."

"Indeed, he is a regional luxury. I guess the prince is right about that."

"Look! So I..."

"Prince, this world is no longer the only time that such blood muscles decide. The king is a wise man. I have never abandoned an irresistible bong clan like you and have always been loving. But there's also a limit to patience. So..."

"His Majesty the Kingdom of Bitsray has consulted with our Empire. He wants me to wake his son up."

The next secretary of the interior explains supplementarily to the change of prime minister, who says for a moment.

"So, you think I'm appreciated?

So what did Georg insist on accompanying me?

"Well, the lack of security in Count Novartis is a fact we often hear in the capital. Gray, if I let you in, I'm sure there 'll be a riot."

Even to Baron Hakrow, who speaks ridiculously,

"Oh, Lord Grey is just a drama drug. Even the smelly body of this territory has been shattered."

The secretary of the interior nods loudly, too.

Perhaps the two of you are referring to that ghetto.

Surprisingly, residents of wealthy neighborhoods give them extra food and furniture. In addition, it seems that some wealthy people are putting out their money to build the dwellings of the poor now in the slums.

This is not caused by me. Arnold's persuasion has helped him come together these past weeks to protect his family, ignoring the difference between rich and poor in cholera measures. It would be the resulting sense of union.

"Inan, call me Bonkla! I'm the next king! I'll go to your father and get you kicked out!

I get up, spit all over me, and raise my anger.

"Ha, it still doesn't seem to change your rotten nature to this extent."

Chancellor Inan Koff turns to me.

"I refuse. I am not a tutor. I'll take care of Azhu, who hurts my child with play."

"Do something there. You're the only one I can ask."

"Shit! I didn't kill that beast. For me that's the biggest concession. You know what I mean?

"Yeah, too much. But even such an unsaved scum is the prince of our country, who has the right to inherit the first throne. If you run politics, you will blow up a tragedy that is no place for barbarism in this territory. And that's what countless children sacrifice."

"That's - that's a bad word."

This man knows I can't say no if I'm brought up with a child and he's mouthing it.

"Yeah, I'm also very aware of that. But please."

When the Chancellor sits down, he lays his forehead on the floor. The heavy towns, wrapped in brilliant garments with the Chancellor, also learned from it.

"Oh, that's crazy. Prime Minister, why would you do that? He's a junior nobleman, and he's a kid, right?

Prince Franco raising his crying voice.

"I'm sorry, but I can't find the value of just keeping that filth. I assume you've heard my information from His Majesty the Emperor, too? Then you understand. This man touched my contraindications. It's not something you can do with one of your heads."

It's not a treat. Forgive me for that act of a fool prince, and I will be no longer me. That's what I feel.

"What is it?

I'm sorry I couldn't help you.

When the Chancellor exhales loudly, he rises and thanks again. And when I pull my hips sword out of my sheath, I go all the way to the front of the prince.

"Yi, inan?

"I'm sorry, Prince. This is also for the country. You will die here."

"Don't be ridiculous! If you do that, Father..."

"This is the life of His Majesty the King!

"Your father tried to kill me?

Stupid prince dyeing his face into a desperate color.

"Dear Franco, you are not the only one at fault. It's my first prince, and I've spoiled and raised him, and I have a thing for it. It's okay, I'll be right behind you."

This prime minister is serious. I'm seriously trying to kill this stupid prince. I guess this prime minister, he was also a substitute for this stupid prince.

I wonder why. We must not allow this act alone. That's what I naturally think.

(Damn it! Why, this is what happens! You must never forgive this stupid prince alone!

The Chancellor shook up his sword...

"Stop it!"

The Chancellor's sword that stops at my word. It was stopped with a slice of thin skin on Prince Fool's forehead cut.

"Okay. Let's keep it at our Chamber of Commerce. But I'm not gonna treat you like a prince. Life will be hell for this one. Is that okay with you?

"Thanks......"

When the Chancellor zeroed his sword with his trembling hands, he began to cry on both knees.

"Inan......?

Prince Fool was looking at Inan crying like he saw something incredible.

"Take a look. That it was thanks to your real father and your raised parents that you helped.

Spy, leave this stupid prince with Klama for a while and slap that gut back!

Think about specific ways to educate later. "

"Ha!"

A spy grabs the back collar of a fool prince and makes that figure disappear.

"Well, the rest is the unsaveable processing of the outer roads. Count Novar. You and your men are charged with subordination and assault. Besides, it's a colorful omission. I can't save you anymore."

"Well, His Majesty the King..."

"Oh, of course, if I had explained to His Majesty the Emperor that I had escaped the Colori before, he would have been greatly angry. They don't want cowards fleeing before their enemies in His Majesty's lineage. Regardless of the verdict, the forfeiture of your territory and title is certain. After serving your time, return to civilian life and start over again."

"Oh no..."

To Count Novar, denied and crying out to the Emperor, who was the stronghold, the Secretary of the Interior turned his contempt gaze,

"Take him!

Instruct them to throw up.

In this way, this disturbance in the Novartis realm, after the ordeal, goes to a solution.