I'm shaken by emotions. Even if you realize it, you can't stop being violent.
Anger is also one of the emotions I deliberately threw away. I've never been so angry since I was reincarnated in this world. As before, I don't feel dizzy when I become like this.
In the middle of the arena, an ordinary, mediocre Japanese girl is exposed to hostility and crowds. Fear and despair can only shake and tremble.
I would have lived a peaceful life, but all of a sudden, without reason, I was deprived of everything but myself. He was suddenly thrown into a kidnapping dispute into a different world without even a word. Someone completely irrelevant, by unilaterally instilled summoning magic.
When I look at the girl in front of me, I can't help but overlap with myself. No, it's far worse than me because I have no family, no knowledge. I couldn't see and understand her conflict from now on.
The idea of circling around with the boiling rats was suddenly cut off.
"Hmm!?
The Tristan from behind suddenly held me up. My uncle and Max, who had clinging to me just now, were leaning aside to let it flow.
The ceremony seems to have been canceled, and I don't think I have much to do, so let's go home.
I've been observing it for a long time, but suddenly I'm proposing a lift. It is true that the opinion is irrefutable, but the meaning of the action is unclear.
"I don't care, but why should I hug the princess now?
Ask the nearest Tristan while turning his arm around his neck. I'm not a kid anymore, so if you do this, you're like lovers to each other.
"I wonder if my beloved daughter is in a good mood. I'm not good at angry you. Everyone's scared, right?
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Normally speaking, parents who are weak and sweet to their daughters say stupid things. But there is another meaning that only those who know (...) (...) (...) (...) can understand.
Rufus, Roxanne, and Quentin looked somewhat bewildered as they glanced around. Uncle Julius and Max are looking worried too.
I noticed my breakdown and took a deep breath to change my mind.
Even knights are sensitive to signs. Not to mention that I've never shown any real anger feelings before. For them, it would be the first time I've seen the wrath of the great prophet Zachariah, rather than Dr. Zachariah's...
Even at the time of the ant monster, it was flat, but I couldn't help but think that the appearance of that girl was such a state of affairs.
It was not enough to think that I became emotional due to very personal circumstances and caused my surroundings to be distracted. Reflection.
Nevertheless, the Tristan, who scolded me all the time when I was a student, was persuasive.
"Hey, I'm sorry I got past you in that design dress."
I saw the girl again with a proper excuse.
The knights' siege fence narrowed and the girl was held on both sides, judging that there was no imminent danger.
As the target is secured, Isaac, who was watching the whole thing, descends into the arena. The gaze caught me.
I struck Isaac with a fairly strong gaze.
With the meaning of being polite, look at the knight with the strongest eye on the girl, and then look back.
Once it fits again, you can see that the meaning of the gaze was conveyed. That's half a century of dating.
Isaac gave the commander instructions and soon the visible brutality disappeared from the girl's treatment.
Let's go home, Father.
He persisted and urged Tristan.
There's nothing left to do now. I wonder if the person who summoned that girl to this place is still here. Perhaps he was already satisfied and left soon. Either way, there's no need to stay long.
I can walk on my own. Let me down.
"It's my pleasure."
You have Lorraine and Chris.
"You're the only one in the world."
In the end, the Tristan didn't mind the stupid gaze around him and didn't let me down until he left the arena.
Take the carriage and think about the future as you go home.
I'll do what I can when I get back.
There are only a few things I can do, but I intend to write a letter for the time being.
It might have been convenient for Isaac to know who I am. You won't be willing to take me on as the Great Prophet, and I will do my best to help you. If Isaac and Ada could work together, it would be a lot easier.
First of all, I am convinced that the girl is the victim and not the perpetrator's agent. I still don't know why I summoned her.
An alien girl who knows nothing about this world. I can't help being guarded much further ahead, but I want you to support me enough to live in peace in this world.
First and foremost, language education is needed. Specify Troy for the teacher. A former Japanese reincarnated cousin of Rufus. It would be reassuring if there was only one person who could talk.
As Isaac, it would be helpful if you could get immediate information from a stranger who doesn't understand the language.
Troy has a track record of inadvertently showcasing the mysterious language of Japanese all the time when he was a young child who was not yet able to stand up well, so if he consulted his family, he should be able to carry it smoothly. Not to mention the fact that his father is the court magician's chief, and if necessary, he will advance and give his subordinates a foolish breath.
Troy will take care of you, but you're dealing with a young girl, and, well, you should try your best. Instead, what if the girl gets in more trouble with that nanny? I'm worried about you.
I'm sorry, but I'm not going on stage. I will not approach her for the time being, even in the face of the hostiles. At least not while I don't know why she exists.
But I was going to help as much as I could.
It was only a few days later that the court magician Troy Randall decided to be one of the caretakers of Fuji Yuka, a girl summoned from different worlds.