The girl with the fire wheel.

The day after Noel received the Knight's Medal. Cynthia stood in front of Noel's cadet with her big baggage. Once he coughs, he knocks and then speaks up.

"Noel, are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here. Open it now."

The door opens with the missing voice in between. In a brand-new military uniform, Noel, proudly wearing the Silver Crown Medal, appeared with Nico's expression. Red hair like the sun is the same. But the hairstyle is nicely cut. Until now, she seems to have taken care of herself, but Cynthia arranged for the clerk to do it during the other day's medal ceremony. You can't even look like a noble daughter if you keep your mouth shut. His personality is soaking up, but his appearance is neat.

"Morning, Ah Cynthia - Dear Sir. It's a beautiful day out. But I don't like the fact that there are clouds over the mountain."

…………

For the first time in the same brain weather, Cynthia accidentally sighs.

(It really hurts my head because at first I became a knight's end.... If this guy commits a lapse, he'll hurt Taisho's name. I have to be thorough in my education.... uh, it's really considerate ahead)

Cynthia kind of feels her stomach starting to ache with gin. I'm not a caretaker, but I'm the one who pulled Noel to Taishou to see him. There will undoubtedly be an end to the responsibility.

"Hey, I wonder why you keep quiet all the time. I kind of have eyes on it though. And hold your chest down, or are you hungry?

"... nay, I was just thinking ahead"

"Oh well."

"Besides, I'm here today to tell you something important."

"Important business. I don't know, you think it was actually some mistake to make him a knight? That would surprise you, wouldn't it? Ahaha."

Flushing in the words of easygoing Noel, Cynthia pokes her finger. Keep going around Noel's forehead.

"If you're laughing! You've become a hundred captains, and even more terribly, you've got the status of a knight. It's a fact that I'd like to think was a mistake of some sort, but there's no doubt about it. It means, at the same time, having one's own people"

"Subordinates?"

Just whine one word and Noel tilts his neck.

"That's right. Unlike the soldiers you keep from Taisho when things happen - which means you can hire direct soldiers. Naturally, I have to take care of you on your salary. Still, a trusted subordinate is hard to turn into anything."

Pong and depressing Noel with his hands in momentum after a few grunts with a direct senator. They finally understood.

"I mean, you can hire someone you like, right? You mean one of my people."

I also felt a little different, but the large muscles fit, so I decided to snort. The sun will undoubtedly set when I explain it in detail.

"As it were, well, that's what happened for once. By the way, I also hire people to serve me from my father's generation. Experienced in their words and have been helped many times"

"I wish you'd said it a little earlier. Milt might have stayed if he hadn't been a soldier. Too bad."

Noel and his village Milt had already left Madres when it came to returning to their hometown village. Others stayed in the army saying it was better this way.

Cynthia is strongly impressed by the sight at that time.

"I knew I was going back to the village. I'm worried about Cal, and I have to tell him that Kraft's dead. '

"Oh well. Hey, I'm gonna miss you. '

"....................................................................................."

"What?"

'If you find nothing here, come back to the village. There's what you want, though there may not be happiness. Still, there's your house.'

…………

'I'll wait over there. With Cal, with me. Until that day comes, uh, no, I guess I shouldn't.'

'... yes, give this to Cal. It's an important picture book, but because Cal wanted it, I'll give it to you'

Noel hands over the blurry picture book. I always had a seeping picture book that looked important.

"It's yours."

'That's okay. I've had enough, I've cheered up. Even if Cal has it, it doesn't change that it's my treasure. So I'll give it to you. I'm sure we'll all be happier. "

'Okay, I'll definitely give it to you.... Well, now, goodbye. See you later.'

'Yeah, now you say goodbye. Thank you so much for being so kind to me. Baba, Milt'

Noel was laughing.

Cynthia couldn't read it about what she was thinking. But I think he was probably sad. I felt that way.

"... you should try to speak up sometime when you get a chance. It's not that far. It's not forever goodbye."

"Yeah, I knew it. No. I can't live here in a milt. … but goodbye is a lonely thing"

"... uh what. The weather is good, so cheer up as usual. If you're snagging, you're going crazy."

Cynthia tried to encourage, but it didn't work.

"Ha, that's terrible. But, yeah, you do."

"... I don't know if it'll help cheer you up, but take this"

After Cynthia says so, she hands Noel the large cloth bag she had in her hand.

"It's slightly heavy, but what's this?

Noel lifts it with one hand and shakes it hanging out. Every time something inside sounds jarring and rubbing.

"It's a reward from Taishou to you. The prize in the previous battle combined with the celebration of becoming a knight. Take it with all due respect and never waste it."

Gold coins stuck in a bag. Grohl seems to have liked Noel quite a bit. Despite how many knights you've become, it's too much to give you so much forehead. If you are a farmer alone, if you moderate it, you will be able to eat without working for the rest of your life. I'm not willing to accuse you, but the clerk in charge of finance definitely looked sinister.

"Hmm, money"

"What's that face? No way, are you unhappy with your forehead? With all that gold, you can buy most of the stuff."

"Because money is gone when you spend it, and you're not that happy to have it. More or less, we all do. So I was wondering if it would be a treasure."

Noel takes out a piece of gold and lets him play it with his thumb. It's a brand new gold coin that shines golden, but it didn't seem like Noel's glare.

Surely there will be no scarce value because we all have something called gold. But there are a lot of disgusting faces, and so on, only about this great fool. People work for money. And you can also kill people for money. It's a bad idea, but that's all it's worth in gold.

"With money, I can buy whatever I want. Isn't that the same thing as treasure?"

"I guess there are a lot of things money can't buy."

Noel says things like a saint. Now a sincere look like Sister would strike me, but unfortunately it was the opposite of that.

"... that's a somewhat implicit and profound word for you. A little impressed."

"Really?"

Noel listens back. Cynthia just decided to move on because the sun would go down without moving on. The conversation with Noel is not boring, but time is finite.

"Anyway, it's a good idea to hire your men back to work with that. I repeat, never waste it. Buying crap in the city and all that."

"Haha, I won't do that. I'm a hundred men long. haha."

Noel, with a star on his face, shrugs away from his gaze. Some things you can't buy with money, etc., and this is what I'm saying sounds great. If I hadn't said anything, I would definitely have bought crap.

Grabbing that cheek firmly with both hands, Cynthia glances closer to her face.

"Don't waste it. What's wrong with the reply, Noel Hundred"

"Yes, I understand."

Noel nodding with a distorted face. Stab the nail again to report usage later and then walk away from the scene. I'm tired from behind - I hear a sighing voice but ignore it. When I take out my pocket watch, it's already been over an hour. Time is finite.

I'm not obliged to care that much, but I don't know what I'll do if I leave you alone. You can't let a knight imitate the face of a promoted groll with mud on it.

(... I'm still anxious. When you're done with the errand, let's go see how it goes later)

Cynthia decided to head out under the castle in Madres, finishing the work she had accumulated in the afternoon. Soon it's raining and the merchants in the square are starting to clean up the dewstores today in a cloudy and rushed manner.

At the corner of that square, several soldiers in brand new armor were crouching. While it rains, that group of people just sitting around releasing an international anomaly. Cynthia approached the group and spoke to a person characterised by cut redheads, who were dropping shoulders without force in the center.

"... what are you doing you"

…………

There's no response from Noel as he leans down. The wet hair is sticky and creates a strange tone. If this makes you good in character, the men won't leave you alone. Unfortunately, the contents are cheerful hungry wolves.

I've waited awhile but haven't heard back. Noel, who remained in the army, and a young man from the same village, read the air and answer instead.

"Uh, that. Captain Noel tried to recruit his men. No one cares about my little girl. Well, of course."

"Here?

"Yes, I've been looking for you all morning. The wild horses came quite a bit, but none of the key applicants came together."

Those who want to be my men get together, and so will no fool who rides easily, for example. Normally, it is the muscle that speaks out and politely solicits people who seem promising. It's not an army conscription, it's to hire good direct seniors.

The residents who saw Noel's solicitation efforts would have seen the Sasha Coimbra Army unreliable. Cynthia knows Noel's martial arts are superior, but she can't judge them by their appearance alone. At first glance, I just think of her as a little girl.

"I see. That's why the hundred captains of the Coimbra Army, but also men who would be knights, are disappointed to sit in a corner of the road. You're pretty sure about that, aren't you?

"Yes. Absolutely."

Young man saluting as he dwells. Noel is pulling out the weed as he sits back. Seems completely rotten.

"... nobody listens to me seriously. I'm kind of tired, and it's gonna rain like shit. I haven't finished the book today. Oh, I wish I could die of rain."

Noel threw the pulled grass poignantly. Cynthia looks up into the dim sky once and then speaks out in exhalation.

"Oh, Noel. Something even more unfortunate is about to happen to you, are you ready?

"... why?

"Think with that head somehow."

"I have no idea, and I don't want to think about it because it's raining"

Answer of Furry Rotten Noel. Cynthia smiles once and then puts her fist bones on Noel's head. Sounds more like the crushed voice of a frog.

"Because I'm going to preach, you big fool! Knight, and I will beat your mindset as a soldier from scratch into that delightful head!! To the honor of Coimbra, we'll do it thoroughly today!

"I knew I wasn't on today. Hey, guys?

Noel sends his own soldiers a gaze for help, but they all turn away. I'm just sorry about the convolutions.

"I wonder why that distracts me. The captain's in trouble."

"The others may disperse! Let's go!"

Somebody help me.

Cynthia grabbed Noel's root and started walking straight towards the castle. Slipping Noel without the strength to disobey, he pulls.

- Six hours later, Noel's eyes, finally liberated, were completely vain, as if his soul had been plucked by the reaper.

The next day, Noel climbed the castle after receiving a call from Grohl of Taishou. Cynthia is busy with her work, so Noel is alone. The soul that flew away in sermons has returned safely, so Noel is getting back on track as usual. Above all, it is clear today. I was full of energy.

When the guard guides you into the midst of the castle owners, the sight of the general Wilm, Gaddis, and other martial and civilian officers is concentrated at once.

"Oh, Noel? I've been waiting for you. Don't hesitate to come any closer."

"Ha, excuse me!

Follow the words of the upbeat groll and stay close with your spine correct. Noel the boulder also knows that it's not a good idea to take a normal sloppy attitude at times like this. I decided to hang my proud glasses today and make them look adult. Although it is also the result of Cynthia's education the other day. Slowly kneel a few steps forward quietly.

"There's nothing else I've bothered to call. As a matter of fact, I want to give you an important task in anticipation of your superior martial arts."

Noel looks up and waits for words. Wilm and Gaddis next to each other have a sinister look, as opposed to a groll in a good mood.

"Taishou, I didn't even bother to send my new girlfriend Noel. With regard to the suspicion, Chief Dirk Thousand is conducting a crackdown operation."

"How many months has it been since I said that?"

"Aren't you being discreet?"

"That's not all there is. Dirk is from the north, so I guess he'll have pity on his thief opponents too. But if you turn down the worry behind you, you can't think ahead. Therefore, I would like to see if Noel's martial arts lead to them here. He seems to be my son, Elgar's favorite."

Grohl finally begins to tell Noel about his mission as he embarks on it.

"Look, there's an abandoned mining zone in the north of our Coimbra territory.... I used to be able to pick quality gold. Ex-miners who became thieves gather there to build Negijo. I want them to be suppressed."

"Ha, got it!

Noel saluted in a crisp motion when he stood up. Afterwards, I am good at fixing glasses and showing them.

I can't even feel the dust of my anxiety about the mission, it's a grand attitude like a warring general. Even the martial officers who were thinking of mocking him if they cowered at all are breathtaking.

Grohl nods contentedly and sends his gaze to Wilm.

"Good reply. I'll lend you as much as you need about the soldiers. Wilm, get him ready."

"- I understand. Noel Hundred, the opponent is on a considerable scale, albeit a thief. That number probably doesn't go down 500. They specialize in using the terrain to make themselves disappear. I've sent many crusaders before, but they're finishing up in jail. Be careful not to be slandered with thieves."

"Okay."

"Taishou, I was wondering if inexperienced Noel needed an adjunct. My daughter, would you mind if I took Ligret as my deputy?

Grohl twists his neck to Wilm's unexpected suggestion.

"... I don't mind that. But the rank of my daughter was also a hundred people long. Besides, he should have been in the Kingsguard position. Are you not convinced that you solved it and were Noel's aide? I think you should put someone else on."

Grohl arms up to show concern. When you are calm, you can see things relatively accurately. I could afford to care for the minister because the usual harsh has subsided in the victory the other day.

"Don't worry. Whatever the sequence is, let it work. My daughter Wuhasa is not as good as she is, but only knowledgeable. It will definitely help Noel."

"Okay. Then let's say I put Ligret on the deputy as you say. Noel, make sure you consult with your deputy and declare the soldiers you need. Ready to go. My boys are waiting for the good news."

"It's exactly what Taisho said, Noel Hundred. Bring the riglet under your commander later. Make sure you never fail to live up to your expectations."

"Ha, got it!

Noel saluted in a stiff motion. There was nothing on that face that made me feel anxious, just something floating.

Ligret, who received a call from his father Wilm, was distorting his face to the limit to expose his discomfort. Wilm, who sees it, will also make you recruit harsh. But the angry Ligrette can't notice what's going on with her. The meticulous neglect of a person's emotions is the biggest drawback of Ligret.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not convinced. I have worked as your father put it. Now I'm one of the flourishing Kingsguards. Why is that a quote that has been taken up, trying to get a new vice president? If you think I've lost something, let me know."

"Yeah, Kingsguard or wherever, but anyone can just lead the squad. Say the words of greatness when you are free to move your troops like Royer. All you're doing is directing it to be great."

Whispering, like that incompetent fathom, adds Wilm. My brother Royer, who refrains on the side, does not try to hide the expression of contempt.

"I am conducting according to ancient tactics. I don't remember being disparaged like that."

"If you're satisfied with that, quit the army or something right now. There are so many of them in your place."

".................. ugh"

Represent the protest by distorting his face, but Wilm doesn't even put it on his teeth.

"I'll say it again. Quit the Kingsguard and become Noel's hundred lieutenants. This is an order."

"What do you say?

"Whatever. Nevertheless, I'm not asking you to stay a deputy forever in the future"

…………

Ligret turns his suspicious gaze. Because breaking a promise is a daily tea meal for the man in front of you.

"Besides, I don't want you around Sarah right now."

Sarah, Grohl's wife. Ligret was one of the Kingsguard commanders in the state capital, Madres, and even from Sarah was blindfolded by the fact that she was the same woman. I have used that position and moved a lot as my father Wilm put it. It was also Ligret who arranged for the wounded Sarah to be treated by a doctor of Wilm's will. When “something” happens, you want to keep away from being turned on suspicion.

Ligret is slightly aware that his father will be through friendship with the Bahar. But I don't put it in words. If you let them out, they'll kill you for sure. Because I had a feeling about it.

Until I betrayed Father Grohl and Beneficent Sarah, I have moved as my father put it. Changes that don't just say lid for those whose results smell. I wasn't really convinced by Ligret.

"Ha, what are you lost, sister? I'll take care of all the madre's protection. Don't worry, your sister will follow the hero who found Taisho."

Royer looks down with a mockery. This man, who is also my brother, was born once from the same father and mother, but he has absolutely no resemblance. He's a character liked by everyone, literary martial arts, just like he was born to be a samurai. The ligret on the other hand has a shady personality and weak body. I remember things well, but I can't think about developing it. A typical civilian type, he was a completely floating presence in the samurai-skinned Gramble family.

"Royer, what's so strange? Is my sister's misfortune that funny?

Rigrette throws up after scratching her long dark hair like it was annoying.

"Where is my brother who is not pleased with the prosperity of his sister? Yes, I think she really deserves the job."

"Do I deserve it?

"It was a strange story that my sister was in an elite Kingsguard in the first place. I was anxious to know when to apply mud to the name of the Gramble family. But from today on, this Royer is going to have a peaceful day."

Royer floating a mockery. Ligrette unwittingly hangs her hand on the sword of her hips.

Let me tell you something.

"I was wondering if I should be weighed down for not fitting. A smart sister would know. You can't beat me after a hundred, no thousand fights. You'll remember the difference in arms from me."

I glance at it with intent to kill, but it doesn't work for Royer. I thought I'd slash him with momentum, but swordsmanship doesn't stand a tooth at all. I know so much about it that I can only stare at it hatefully.

Ligret is smarter than people, but that's why he gives up faster on things. I have a bad habit of avoiding action for fear that my efforts will end in prison. It is Ligret's virginity that separates it from what can be done.

However, even if I understand it with my head, only negative emotions are solicited because my mind is not convinced. They are neglected by people because it appears blatantly in their expressions. Even from within. Never mind. It was about Sarah with a temperate personality to hang out with me.

Having betrayed it, I can't really save myself. The spirit of Ligret descends as he goes around the negative spiral.

"He's pathetic. If they curse me to this point, I'd be slaughtered without question."

"Father, please don't beat your sister up. It's a little heartbreaking to slash and throw away my body, too."

"Hmm, well good. People have a vessel. Rigglett, your new assignment is to keep an eye on those countrymen.... but sometimes I worry a little about that little girl. If you make any strange moves, report them."

Wilm rubs his jaw. Ligrette bites her lips in a rude manner. My hand is hung on the sword, but I can't pull it out. Once again, I am reminded and desperate that this is the vessel. I had a heartfelt aversion to myself being able to perceive it calmly.

…………

"What's wrong with the reply, Ligret? If you don't want to be taken care of by the Grambles, follow my instructions. Your greatest luck is that you were born as my daughter. My greatest misfortune is that I have had you with my daughter. It's abominable, but it's not easy to abandon it."

When Wilm intimidated him with a quiet voice, Ligret laid her eyes down and nodded only once.

"... I understand, I did"

"Royer, from now on, you will lead Ligret's squad. Together, it will be three thousand troops. The ranks will have to have what they deserve. Tomorrow, I'm going to make an appeal."

"Ha ha, thank goodness happiness"

Wilm and Royer exit the room in collusion. After dropping it off, Ligret collapses onto the spot. After clenching his fist in a rude manner, he whimpered silently.

A few hours later, a soothing ligret decided to stop thinking about the extras and visit Noel's cadet room. I tried to shake my mind by mechanically doing my job. After the knock, Noel and Cynthia were sitting around pinching the wooden board as they confirmed the response and then went inside.

"Excuse me. I've been ordered to be your deputy as of today. I'm Chief Ligret Gramble. Best regards,"

"Li, do you think Lord Ligret is Noel's deputy? Isn't that some kind of mistake? You were supposed to lead a Kingsguard team."

"No, not at all false, Cynthia Senior Hundred. The duties of the Kingsguard have been dismissed and he has been ordered to assist Chief Noel Hundred. The rank is the same hundred people long, but the sequence is absolute. From now on, I will call you Captain Noel."

Send Cynthia a gaze along with a pungent tone. Same woman officer, Cynthia is Sarah's escort, Ligret is a Kingsguard who defends inside Madres Castle. Although in a close position, Ligret had intentionally avoided Cynthia. Watching her exemplary work as a martial officer brings ugly jealousy and inferiority to the heart. Because I have all the qualities and talents I don't have. A person like her wouldn't have made my father Wilm scorn himself.

After thinking about it, I always want to die from a tremendous self-loathing attack. But if I'm not ready to die, I don't have the guts. In the end, I recognise that I am a helpless person, and my shady personality deepens.

Cynthia at the time must feel avoided, too. Now, I'm worried about how to talk to someone I've never had a normal conversation with.

"... well. Noel, she has a long military history and a wealth of knowledge. I'm sure to your help...... hey are you listening?

"Uh, this is my win. Whatever you do now is my win, so you can do it right after that."

Noel slaps the pawn on the wooden board with a bish. Apparently, they were running a soldier chess exercise. Even when it comes to exercises, it's a kind of brain play. On-board play made for officers whose continents have been united and who have not had a chance to step inside in action. I'm complaining about my ability to read ahead and cultivate calm judgment. In a format that imitates the actual battle, the position of the main force and the arsenal, the allocation of force, and the use of cavalry and ambush will be important. I don't even know if this is actually helping.

"Hey, don't be silly. Why am I stuffed with an overwhelming advantage? Your main unit will soon fall!

Cynthia, who is pronounced a loss, sits back with a frown.

"Because I was deliberately losing. So Cynthia was lured away. Look, my ambush came all the way from the side. Wherever you run, I'll take it out before I reach my headquarters."

"... stuffed, you say? Then, stupid. It would be impossible to lay such a large force in such a remote place. If I didn't go down that path, it wouldn't mean anything!

"So I didn't incite you to do that. Cynthia's eyes cloud when blood goes up on her head, right? Then I won't hesitate to take it from you."

After roaring for a while, Cynthia, who had to admit to losing, fell powerless on the wooden board. As far as Ligret could tell from a distance, it certainly seemed like Noel's reverse victory.

Noel, the winner, stood up, gripping his fist and hoisting it to heaven. The figure of the winner and the loser.

Apparently satisfied, Noel walks over here smiling.

"My name is Noel Vossheit. You're my first deputy. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He comes looking for a handshake with a silly face. I got annoyed by the familiar attitude, but I also get horns to put it on my sleeve. After lightly pounding his tongue, he shook his hand back in a blink. There is no such thing as respect.

"Yes, thank you very much. I hope we don't get along for long."

I'll turn in the poison, but it doesn't look like Noel understood. Unexpectedly tongues.

"Yes, if you're free, you're going to play? Because Cynthia seems like she can't do it for the time being."

"Well, what is it? This is a mistake, yes, some mistake."

I hear grudges like ghosts, but Ligret replies by pretending not to listen.

"No, I'm busy, so I won't. And I was wondering what it would be like to call your superiors away."

Cynthia said it's okay because this is a private room.

"Really? Fine, then. Quickly, do you need any advice on this assignment?"

Asking pale without emotion, Noel says yeah? and tilt his neck. Cynthia, who was nagging behind me, stands up limply and asks instead.

"Lord Ligret. What do you mean, a mission?

"Yes, Captain Noel's mission, ordered by Taishou, is the suppression of bandits walking wide in the northern mining zone. I was given the job as an assistant."

"When it comes to thieves in the northern mining zone, you mean the termite party!? To the boulder, isn't Noel still heavily loaded?

"I don't care if you tell me. That Taishou was ordered immediately and Captain Noel was just taken on. It's not as far as I know if the load is heavy."

Unexpectedly nosy Cynthia responds to Ligret's impatient response. I guess it's natural because I'm responding to that. Although Noel himself doesn't seem to be offended at all. Maybe he's so stupid that he doesn't understand his disgust. Wilm said he cares, but he's a man from a lonely village. Plus Cynthia torn in the soldier chess exercise, which means she's equivalent. Noel looked funny as Ligret hummed his nose.

"You know, termite party is an interesting name, right? I wonder if, as the name suggests, we'll eat up the house."

"From the use of abandoned mine pits to hide oneself, the name seems to have been given to it. Looks like the crusaders were burning their hands not only to hide themselves, but also to use them in raids."

"My army garrison has been under constant raids. It's a bunch of thieves in the name of a fornicator. I want to be mercilessly annihilated, but when I go in large troops, I scratch my figure like a rat. They're a real pain in the ass."

Cynthia frowns uncomfortably in arms. I have participated as a crusader, but I was unable to achieve results.

"Oh well. Then I guess I'll go scout for once. If you get away with it, it's a hassle."

Wait, are you going alone?

Return Noel to Cynthia, who opens her eyes for a moment.

"If we go in large numbers, they'll find us."

"Then I'll give it to you too. I can give you directions."

"Well, I guess I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Okay. Then I'll be ready."

When Ligret tries to gratuitously return a salute, he can block it and speak up.

"Well, if it's the same class, it doesn't have to be a tribute."

"That's not why I'm here. You are a special and wonderful person with an eye for Taisho. Selected and human who were fortunate enough to stop the insurgent ambush. You can't listen to a mouth licked by a scrap like mine."

I'll compliment you with a long mix of sarcasm. Most humans, after making an unpleasant face, never come close to the ligret again. And this one stays away.

"Oh well, then no. I'll see you tomorrow."

When you show your white teeth and laugh flamboyantly, try to give the perfect salute according to the format. Even though he had a shallow military history, Ligret hastily decided to leave the scene because he could not help but think it was a colorful salute.

(She's a really weird woman. But you don't seem smart, so it would be too much for my father. There's no way that that nasty termite party crusade will work. I just want to be released from a mission like this. And show it back to the Kingsguard again)

I think about that, but I also know I won't be able to go back to the Kingsguard anymore. If they were removed from this assignment, they would later be turned into idle jobs somewhere, pawning in a political marriage like a pain in the ass. And then there should be a lazy, boring life ahead of us.

(Crap. Really crap. If it's the same if you're alive or dead, would it be better if you just died? ridiculous)

Immersed in his usual backward thoughts, Ligrette began to walk with it as he moaned his long dark hair.

Meanwhile, Noel's room.

"I'm really surprised she's a deputy."

"You looked so white. Looks like you should get more sunlight though."

"I don't really seem to like going out there. And your personality is as you can see.... Somehow, someone with some difficulty."

"Really?

"And yet you're talking now and you didn't feel anything? Obviously, he was going to be a difficult person."

Cynthia shudders at Noel, who seems strange.

"Um, nothing. I thought it was funny. I almost laughed when I was talking. That was awesome, alle."

I wonder if there would have been a laugh somewhere, and I immediately shake my head off. Because it was obvious it was only a loss to think about.

"... oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you were a more problematic person. I guess I don't feel anything at all."

Then you're with Cynthia.

"Don't be with you!

Covering Noel's cheek as Cynthia denies it with all her might. Since she has not enjoyed it at all, Cynthia releases with a sigh of relief. My spirit is exhausted in conversation with Ligret. I wanted to avoid any more fatigue.

Cynthia asks Noel, who looks like she's having fun.

"So, you think you can do well with her?

"Yeah, I don't seem bored with you. I'm sure it'll work."

Noel pinched up the pawn on the wooden board and played high with his fingers to show it. The twirling pawn landed brilliantly over Noel's red head.

"You did it."

"Oh, why don't we just stop doing stupid things and get cleaned up. We shall decide that there was no earlier battle. Just a mistake."

"Yeah, that's fine with me. That was some kind of mistake, wasn't it? Nothing. I'm fine. So Cynthia wins."

"... no, let's have it. You have to admit to losing. Disqualified as a proud knight, yeah."

Cynthia managed to squeeze out her voice as she indulged in Noel's pitiful raw warm gaze.