I received an explanation of the arrangements for the upcoming hearing.
I was just caught up with Roxanne myself. Actually, I'm the leader. But thanks to that, I was able to get you home first.
An investigator will visit you at a later date, but for the time being, I just need to hear a simple story on my way home.
The carriage and escort will be prepared and delivered to the Mansion, and it will be exhausted. With a tap ticket, rather a hiyer? This is a beautiful Duchess lady. I'm sure it's the result of Uncle Julius turning his hands everywhere. It is troublesome because it is too protective in general, but thank you for this kind of time.
"Looks like you've been picked up.
Roxanne prompted me, and I lost my sight and my words.
It was a very ordinary knighthood of young people who came there. In my mid-twenties, of course, I don't know anyone. Still, I'm stunned inside.
"This way, please. I will escort you."
I keep staring at young people who greet each other without fail.
"Gladys?"
I sensed the anomaly and shook my hand in a hurry to Roxanne, who stared sharply at me.
"Oh, it's okay. There's nothing wrong with it. Now, let's play when it settles down again."
He said goodbye with a smile, greeted Grant and Stanley, and then followed the youth.
There is little interest in the surrounding area, heading to Roxanne, who was at the center of the incident. Against the flow of men, I asked the young knight walking in front of me as he approached the carriage that had been prepared.
"- What are you doing here?
An unexpectedly shocked voice was heard.
"Haha, did you find out at first glance? I'm sorry to keep you company. It's not just me."
Frank tone, completely out of proportion to seemingly naughty standing behavior. You didn't think you could fool me originally.
"Everyone is busy preparing for the founding festival the day after tomorrow. That's what drove me out."
"Oh, I just have a really bad feeling about this."
"I don't have a prophecy. I agree with you. I'll be waiting for someone who can help you."
- Oh, my God. This is all I can think of anymore.
Sighing openly, he boarded the carriage that had been prepared with the young man.
I was waiting inside for an ordinary young man of official style. Sit face-to-face as prompted.
"I've been expecting you. I'm sorry for this, but it's good to see you again."
Soak up the calm air and express your heartfelt joy.
"That's enough. Perfect disguise, perfect cover, right?
In contrast, it no longer responds in the realm of abstention. The young man nodded as a matter of course.
"Of course. There is nothing to worry about when this indoor incident leaks out. Our job is to deliver it to your daughter while listening to the situation."
At the same time as the words, the illusion was solved. Two people I knew well were there.
In front of my eyes was a man around forty years old with the same bright red eyes on his crimson hair. Even though the color and appearance of the eyes are different, the atmosphere is very similar to Chiaran.
"It's been a long time. As always, it looks like you're doing well."
Elias, king of this country, greets with a warm smile. The knight of the guard beside him is former Knight Commander Douglas. A classmate of the Zachariah era.
The footwork of the kings and nobles of this country is as light as ever. I'm out on a nostalgic trip catching half a hidden Douglas.
I unexpectedly sighed again. My identity is completely revealed.
That's right. He is the son of a familiar Cornelius and has been as cute as a nephew since he was born. Royal blood with superior observation. Even Chiaran, who doesn't know him, knew him. How could Elias not have noticed me? I should have dealt with it as thoroughly as possible... Waste of effort, huh?
My friend's son is now my friend's father. If you have such a deep relationship with someone, is it convincing?
"You're not free either. Is it okay to walk around like this and go to the castle?
I have a habit of preaching. In the old days, Isaac and I used to snore at the young new king from left to right.
"I left Isaac to it."
I guess so. Seventeen years since taking office. It seems to have gotten quite thick, above all else. I'm sorry about Isaac, but he had some business to attend to, even though he was following me on the job and going out.
"Maybe I broke in and disturbed something?
It's no coincidence you're here. Ada and the prophets must have been working on it in advance.
"No, I didn't even know it was a forest park because it appeared around here today. Just like you, to find out where and when."
"I just happened to be nearby. You already have more than I do when it comes to black air relations."
He denied my concern, but there was a prophecy.
"Is Yuka useful?
"Yes, it has grown remarkably, and this prophecy is much more accurate than before. That's why I came out to see if it was possible once."
"I mean, in preparation for the show."
"Yes, for the founding festival tomorrow and the day after, it is a prerequisite for an incident. That's why I came to the site."
"That's right. You can assume that will definitely happen. I suppose he came out to prepare for it today. You know what, you don't have a choice to abort?
"I think it's a chance because we're going to have the most power in King's Landing."
Well, that makes sense. Instead of waiting for a situation where we don't know when or where the incident will take place, it is easier to deal with this at a time when less than the five Dukes are gathering powerful forces from each territory.
"You're predicting what's going to happen, right?
"If I think about appearing on Lake Nell today, I can tell."
That's right.
Demetria's notes, which are reported through Isaac. It was written on the bottom of Lake Nell that the monster 300 years ago remained sealed.
"If you think about it, rather than leaving it in a sealed state that could be solved, you'd better summon it carefully and dispose of it without spoilage. Because we have all the strength to fight, if we can keep ordinary people safe beforehand, then it's totally ants."
"It's a reassuring ingredient to get your approval for the time being."
"I can hardly predict anything related to it, and I don't want to be overconfident. - So, what's the point?
Cut the prefix up and cut straight into it. The King didn't come all the way here to talk to the little girl about future policy. If you can ask me to help you as a great prophet, I have no choice but to say no.
"Don't be alarmed. It's no big deal."
Elias answers gently to me with the momentum of staring.
"It's a dangerous bet, so I want to keep it a little tight. I don't know what's going to happen on that day, so just in case, I want you to come with us in the form of Alexis' gift."
I'll think about the proposal for a moment. In the meantime, my position as Gladys Langley is guaranteed.
In the days of the Great Prophet, these ceremonial seats were in the same place as the king. The point is, the subjects that had to be protected the most were all in one place.
Of course, the prophets below Ada are among them, and now Euca is among them. It's also convenient for security, but I can quickly tell the top that something is likely to happen and give advice at that time.
I'm not going to stand up and do anything, but as a friend of Euca's, as a queen's favorite, it's not so unnatural to be here.
Rather, if something happens and the Tristans go out to deal with it, I'll be left behind if I don't join the fight. It is not bad to be in a strong safety zone called the Royal Seat.
If anything comes to your attention, I can advise you in confidence.
I mean, Alexis already knows I'm Zachariah, definitely. Eh, so you noticed me and were trying to push Chiaran!? You're a challenge, Alexis!! Am I your wife!?
Oh, no, I forgot to pursue Stanley about Chiaran!
--Ah, yet, it's not an illusion that my feet feel like they're falling apart with a lot of momentum...
"- Okay, fine. Uncle Julius is officially requesting it."
Douglas, who was waiting silently for me to let me know that there seemed to be no particular problem, made a mess of it.
"I don't know if you've done anything on your own, but now you're asking a young man in his 20s."
"Fufufu, that's not so bad either. I'm still sixteen little girls."
The answer to shy words of teasing is nevertheless incredibly sincere. A family affection and bondage that I didn't realize when I first saw it, but that I was just depressed. Now it's irresistible love.
That must have been conveyed. Both Douglas and Elias laughed as if their concern had cleared up.