The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Juke said, "With the side chambers, I want to thank them for their dedication and hold a labor. Hopefully before the end of the season," Alford was asked the night she inadvertently approached Rita.

Why all of a sudden?

"I don't deserve to be involved with the rear house right now. The advice of the Red Rose is good. … but, Alford"

Slowly, thinking, Juke talks.

"I don't know most side rooms' faces. Shayla and the red rose. Later, the four of 'named'. … to the extent that there are a few others who remember them as nobles"

If his name and family name, the performance of his parents, could be seen by examining the records, but he exhaled deeply.

"Face and be a person. That's all you'll ever remember or judge if you don't fit in directly."

"... so you want a chance to meet everyone,?

"That's right.... No, there's that too"

That said, Juke loosened up and shook his neck to the side.

"More than that, maybe I want to do something."

"Is that...?

"In the rear palace. To the side chambers.... I know I don't deserve to do anything and I can't help but do something"

The squeezing words were full of bitterness.

"I know. Thinking of what I did, I'd rather not be there for the side rooms...... it works for the Red Roses. Truly, from the bottom of my heart, if I regret my actions, I should be silent without doing anything"

"Juke......"

"Trying to do something, it's what I think I can do that's arrogant. Really, when they needed a 'king', it was the Red Rose who saved them. Everyone will now wonder which side you're lowering."

Juke's face-to-face 'past' is too heavy. Correct the original, it is also what caused Deanna to enter the rear palace.

It would be unimaginably painful to know what you did that was foolish, just not retarded, just wanting to be legitimate, the tragedy it created.

"Over and over again, I thought. Think, 'do nothing' is best, I thought so"

"Then why..."

"... me, I'm sure. Because I can't help it, I'm stupid."

Juke floated, not even like him, self-derision.

"I know it's best, but I can't ignore the voices I hear from the bottom of my heart. - Well, it's the same as before."

Quiet, to heavily fallen words, Alford breathed.

I rebelled against the heavy ministers, not interested in the rear palace, and abandoned the side chambers, "the past".

'The future' to be silenced, from the consciousness of sin to a state of self-restraint, concluding that 'doing nothing' is best.

- Indeed, from the outside, it makes no difference that 'the king will not try to engage with the rear house'.

"... me, Alford. Probably wants to change. I met Shayla, Red Rose scolded me, and you yelled at me. I was taught to think for myself, and I wanted to think about it. It's much, much fuller now that I'm just lost than before when the 'answer' was decided"

When not, to the words of a quiet juke, Alford can't think of a word to return.

"I enjoy thinking, and as a result of thinking, I don't like to face the foolish self of the past.... I regret myself as much as I want to kill myself in the past, in the present. - Still, I don't want to go back to the old days when it was easy. I don't think so."

"No matter how painful,...?

"Block your ears, close your eyes. Refuse your stupid self. That would certainly free you from such misery"

With a bitter smile, Juke looked straight at Alford.

"You said it, Alford."

"Me...?

"Horticultural Day. You tried to reject the words of the Red Rose to me."

"Is it the King's job to choose who to speak to?!? Ignore the other person's words you don't like, and block your ears for painful words, so what. Temehe is a kid!!

Yeah. Sure, Alford said. I wanted Juke, who had a child's seizure, to manage to stay with me.

If you think about it, I dated Juke with vegetables, it was the first.

"I'm a fool. For those who care about red roses, I'm the worst person ever. Moving away from that reality doesn't change anything"

- And.

"I want to change, because I think. I don't care how painful it is, I don't think you should just distract yourself from being stupid"

There, there he is.

Weakly, he was one 'youth', who laid his feet on the earth and decided to 'live'.

Now that I know I'm stupid, I don't want to change.

Just know the pleasure of the previously forbidden act of 'thinking' in your life, and the adequacy of moving yourself. Because I truly thought that it was more painful but happier each day to think and judge for myself than life with "answers".

I wanted to be more of a person I could think of myself, 'I wanted to change'.

Fun, full, happy.

Juke's wishes are strong and unwavering because positive emotions are at their root.

Before I think about it, even if I have a stupid self. Even if I have the worst of myself.

'I thought about it and found it' results, so no matter how painful it is, Juke doesn't deny himself and tries to face it.

- Believe me, there's a new 'change' ahead of me in the face.

I can't believe there was so much strength lurking in the juke.

Now he can't feel the danger or the weakness, even if he looks infinitely weaker, than when he was desperately trying to be a 'king'.

Sure, there it is, alive.

"Because I'm a fool and staying away from the rear palace is the same thing that deflects attention in the end.... I want to face it. I want to know about the side chambers, face them, and think about what I'm going to do with my own head. - I left it to the Red Rose, and I just got the report, and I'm curious to know that I want to end it now."

"So... as a 'king', trying to create an opportunity to be involved. Is that what you thought?

"Perhaps at first, from where you match your face with your name, you have to start"

If you don't deserve to do anything, you painfully understand your stupid self and still wish to face it.

- Everything that seems to be 'on your own', probably, after swallowing it.

Who can deny the 'king' who is so ready to move on?

Alford, slowly, loudly, nodded.

"I know what Juke thinks. What am I supposed to do?

"... cooperate, will you?

"Honestly, when I think about timing, it's subtle."

Currently, "Red Rose Extremists" are in an admirable runoff.

In the current state of affairs, which has not grasped out what lies behind them, he said, 'Assemble the king and all the side chambers!' I can't keep up with assumptions about how things affect people when things happen suddenly.

I guess Juke knows that, too. I nodded with a difficult face.

"That's what I thought, too. However, in a month's time, the social season will be over and those active in territorial management will leave the Wang Capital. Even in Named, the Crestors and Keels are usually territorial settlers."

"Oh, yeah."

Regardless, the Keel family will have to shake their necks sideways if they ask if the Krester family faces are 'settled' in the off-season period, but at least they're sure they're not in the Wang Capital. As it stands with Deanna at the rear palace, regardless of how the Crestors will move from now on.

Unaware of Alford's insides, Juke speaks his thoughts.

"Although I intend to consider what form the event will take as Mrs. Magnome from now on. It is also undesirable in terms of its influence on the nobles to open after the end of the season what is likely to inspire the king to know that he respects the rear house"

"... I see. So before the end of the season, or"

"Of course, we are going to take into account the current situation in the rear house. Get in touch with Mrs. Magnome in detail and adjust the schedule of the event as the Red Roses progress their investigation"

"To some extent, after grasping the movements of the cautious people and letting them resolve the noise if possible,... you mean?

"Mrs. Magnome, or the Red Rose, I'll think about it again if they disagree."

"Right, that's good"

Alford's hunch, but knowing this Juke's determination, I don't think Mrs. Magnome would disagree with Deanna, of course. Basically, the Crestor family does not say this from the standpoint of the "public" about the behavior of the "king". Deanna is quite the anomaly (irregular) and the critical line right now.

If Juke is suggesting running without thinking, I'll even stop, but if she thinks and thinks so much and decides to be ready, she'll take a static stand. That's what scares me.

From then on, Alford rushed around to extract Juke's thought - the "Feast of Stargazing" - by becoming Juke's limbs, connecting him to the outer chamber, and being entrusted with interacting with Mrs. Magnome. The outer chamber, busy with the help of the posterior chamber group, also helped whenever possible....... If it is so difficult to extract events where kings and side rooms just get together, and informal minutes procedures are simplified, I am still impressed with what kind of war it was to suddenly come down in the fall and prepare for a boiling garden party.

I also received a report from Mrs Magnom about the back of the 'Red Rose Extremists' rampage, which is becoming apparent to Sakuri, and I really felt smudged and that the side chambers of the present rear palace were more competent than bad officials.

After that, just stick with the people involved and grab their tails. That, into the final stages.

- I suddenly remembered the silent 'enemy' for its unspoken creepiness.

As a sword-user, Alford has a habit of unconsciously measuring his power with his opponents. It's a peaceful kingdom of Elland, unnecessary if you're normally just a knight. That's what you got, first of all because there was a looking con man who was wearing a cat while definitely having monstrous prowess close to you.

What he felt was a creepy transformation of the enemy, which until a few days ago was on the 'hunted' side, suddenly transforming this one into a 'eating' existence.

I didn't dare pretend to be on the 'hunted' side. At the stage where Deanna reached the mastermind of the mastermind, Normard Ortier, they had no countermeasures.

That's suddenly. Probably from somewhere, with some help.

They turned this one into a 'eating' existence.

What to do with "The Feast of Stargazing"? Both Juke and Mrs. Magnome were forced to make painful decisions only after they had already issued a circular to the side chambers. If we call it off now, it's the same thing to advertise inside and out that there's been a problem in the rear house. If you hit a bad hand, it may evoke other problems as well as the 'enemy' that is now apparent.

Ultimately, being silent meant deciding to hold a 'feast' as planned, betting that he wasn't at least ready to take any action. Whatever each one of us is up to outside the rear palace, if we thoroughly restrict our interaction with the inside, at least Bell, the executor, can do nothing. Yeah, think about it.

- It was sweet, I was reminded, on the day of "Stargazing Feast". It was when most of the side chambers had already gathered in the courtyard for the feast, and later had only waited for the king with the high side chambers.

Shayla's meal was mixed with a substance that seemed poisonous...

To the shocking news informed via Mrs. Magnome, Juke's face was instantly stained white through the blue.

You wouldn't even want to think about the future of her dying, for Juke who thinks of Shayla.

But at the same time. Neither can we cancel the 'feast' of stages that are opened to labor the side chambers and have already begun the stage, as' kings'. Now he knows exactly what it is. For one Shayla, how many ripples does' king 'scorn the entire side chamber cause to the rear palace and country? Because I know, I can't.

At the very least, what I could have done to juke. All I had to do was instruct Mrs. Magnum to discard Shayla's meal.

It is not desirable for the king and the head of the Kingsguard Knights next to the "public" to be present at the informal 'feast' of the side chamber. So after dropping off the sad-faced juke, Alford even waited, close to the courtyard, exploring how the courtyard was. In the courtyard are Deanna and her people. Gentlest and wiser than anyone, the Crestor family prides herself on not letting anyone die in this backyard, no matter what. Believe me, itching for himself that he could only wait, Alford even continued to skip consciousness into the courtyard.

The stage is exciting. The planned act is over.

I felt disturbing signs when I looked up that it was time to finish.

A deliberate talk after a scream.

And a fearless, unusual cry that undoes them all.

No way, what, while I wonder.

- Instinct, not reason, I learned the fear of blood falling all over my body.

Alford knows what "it" means.

I visited someone close to me, someone I cherished, a crisis in my life...

"Al!"

Chris, who forgot to fix it, froze his eyes and ran.

"Deanna!

"What's up!?

"Miss Shayla's, have a meal. Deanna ate it!

Despair strikes at the 'worst' briefly informed.

If anything happens to Deanna. The 'end' that happens.

"Why not? 'They' are,"

It becomes an ambiguous question because we cannot give the name 'Darkness' in a place where we do not even know who is listening.

Exactly to the future Countess Crester, I passed in an instant.

"- In the life of" Your Lord, "I was looking for" Something. "Some of them seem to have been holding back near the courtyard."

"Then why!

"I don't know! 'They' couldn't move, neither could I...!

- That's right. Chris, who adored Deanna as her sister-in-law, would be the one who tried to stop Deanna from being impotent, not skipping her position.

Yet. Nobody, couldn't stop her.

Chris shakes his head (wears it) many times.

"There's more to recklessness. How much do you tolerate famous places? Because I'm good at analytics. I can't believe you tried to wear everything!!

"... how did that happen"

"- Mostly, I think you can imagine."

Yes. Ever since I heard Shayla's meal was mixed with poison, I could have expected the 'worst' that could happen.

Perhaps Deanna tried to cripple the meal as a 'red rose' in order to protect Shayla.

Is the act suspicious? Or after being discarded, is something wrong?

- At least, I'm sure the suspicion of 'poison' has been raised. Otherwise, there's no need for Deanna to bother eating Shayla's meal. Deanna, who is resistant to many poisons, clears her suspicions by eating Shayla's meal and showing her that she is' safe '. Something she could do.

One of the "worst" I can guess is, become a reality.

Desperately drives away the 'future' that its' worst 'brings.

"Miss Deanna couldn't have easily chosen to commit suicide. If Miss Deanna dies here in the first place, no matter how much the time difference, I can't clear my suspicions. She'll never die of anything."

"I know, I know. That's not true.... but I'm scared. Humans shudder and shudder at the same time. Because no matter how much I pray, the Sickle of Reaper will not forgive me."

"... Chris"

What she holds, Alford only knows fragments.

But I have also heard leaks from Edward that Chris is at this age and has mourned far too much already. - I've even stuck to my sword in order to get used to losing it and not lose anything anymore.

He repeated his breath several times and Chris raised his head.

"Sorry.... disturbed"

"No. I'm sorry I showed you something scary."

"It's not about Al apologizing. It's my job, my choice."

At the king's behest, Deanna returned to her room, briefly telling her.

Stretched out his spine, Chris looks at Alford, wrapping around the style that the female Knights captain deserves.

"It's time for the feast to end. To the entrance to the courtyard, I welcome His Majesty."

- Thank you, Lord Gracie.

If we don't walk, if we go back to where we sent the juke.

With only a short wait, Juke, who brought Mrs. Magnome, returned with a lost face of emotion.

Control the juke trying to open his mouth, and Alford nods one.

"Captain Gracie gave me a quick glimpse."

"With all due respect, I have explained to you"

"Right..."

"The courtyard was entrusted to the trusted ladies and the 'named' ones"

Exchange short reports with each other. Mrs Magnome's reference to 'named' would be three, with the exception of Liliane. Leave it to them, who know all the circumstances, and they'll put on this mess well, too.

Mrs. Magnome's eyes glow sharply.

"I tell the women, 'Let it all go to ruin'.... Deanna was indeed thrown a meal towards the pond, but there was a distance from Shayla's position to the pond. Realistically, it's unnatural for food ingredients to fall into a pond and fish to die."

"It's..."

"Bell is a private samurai, but she used to take it between Sophia and the samurai, who tend to set up royal samurai and run into arrogant self-righteousness.... for that matter, I was also good at networking. That's what I was told, and I minimized the occasions when 'samurai' would be involved in this feast. Don't let Bell's hand give you a gap to get in."

Only the meal did not make it, but while it seeped slight remorse, the sharpness of Madame's eyes remained unchanged.

"Yet, strangely. - It was the samurai who screamed that the fish were dead. I don't even remember making you refrain from doing that."

Hilarious, voice. Mrs. Magnome, strict but serene, now.

- I mean it, I'm furious.

"Your Majesty. Often, I would like to give you some time. It hindered His Majesty's heart, wishing for the death of the innocent, and consequently put the Red Rose in danger. The undeserved, I'm the chief woman. - No."

Rin's voice shoots through ourselves, still immature young creatures.

"As a 'nobleman' serving this country, I will never forgive you."

That's absolute, true insistence. It was the undisputed pride of Mrs. Magnum, the late, proud to know the responsibilities of the noble and to have lived to fulfill them.

In Juke's eyes, the light returns. The appearance of the strong and noble Lady Magnum had the power only to bring the juke back to reality, which was dazzling.

Becoming the face of 'The King', Juke nodded.

"Madame, I'll leave it to you. Find whoever catches the Red Rose and break his mouth, no matter how you pack it."

"Yes, Your Majesty"

Deeply thankful, Mrs. Magnome returns to the courtyard. Chris was left with two men, Juke and Alford, on the spot as to his wife.

"Your Majesty, will you return to the royal palace?"

"Ah...... no"

The nodding juke looks up at the rear palace.

"... the red rose"

"Sire?"

"How's the Red Rose doing? Eat something that big..."

Bad, I thought. If the king runs here to the 'Red Rose'. Still, even though the side rooms are in the courtyard, it's only a matter of time before they dissolve.

"Sire!"

Calling down the juke that still tries to move with a strong voice.

I shook my neck sideways at him when I saw Alford cursorily.

"The Red Rose doesn't matter."

"Why, I know!

I can't explain the 'Crestor family situation' here. I can't believe the family, including Deanna, have tamed their bodies with poison from an early age, and yet are skilled in animal and plant potency when it comes to her.

Juke seemed to have captured Alford in a different way, silent for a moment looking for words.

"Alford. Try to comfort me, stop telling me to rest."

Oh, I can only see up front now.

It's a juke that I started thinking about, but it's hard to manage the habit of acting intuitive overnight when my emotions boil. There is a backlog of more than twenty years, but there is no choice.

You can't expect a miracle that no one will see you in the meantime, whether you want to go from the rear palace to the royal palace office, grabbing the root. Once calmed down, Juke's head won't get cold unless Deanna is convinced it's not dangerous.

Think about it. After being prepared to be "pissed off".

Alford brought up a compromise proposal.

"Okay. If so, at least. Can you make your way around the less crowded areas so that no one can see you?"

"- Okay."

"I'll show you."

As a nominee for Juke here, Alford, who often visited Mrs. Magnome of the Womb, is completely familiar with the interior of the Womb. Taking care not to be seen by anyone, Alford took considerable time to guide Juke to "Between the Red Roses".

When I tell of the king's visit from the outside, slightly, a brunette samurai opens the door.

"... Welcome, you're here"

The royal palace samurai is an expert in responding to you. Nonetheless, the welcome samurai openly shows signs of "Why are you coming now? Read the air". - They were waiting in the main room (main room), as were the other maids and female officers.

A silent claim from them who can perfectly hide what's inside if you care about it. Obviously, it would be deliberate.

While they work for the Royal Palace, they have already decided 'the Lord' as' Deanna '. If Deanna ever leaves the rear palace, she's going to follow without any hesitation.

"Come, Your Majesty. What can I do for you?"

Only one woman in this, Mia, took a step forward. The samurai cannot speak without the permission of the 'king', but Mia, who has the status of 'official', is also deregulated.

Asked, Juke let his gaze wander a little.

"... what about the red rose?

"A little bit, looks like you're tired. Rest in the bedroom."

"... oh, still!

Mia quickly stood in front of the juke pointing toward the bedroom, saying that she was not safe.

"In awe. What Red Rose needs is rest. How about tonight? I'd like to refrain."

"It wouldn't be! You must have seen where the Red Rose ate Shayla's meal and the food inside!

"... is that what it is?

Seriously, Mia's behavior is a big deal, with the look on her face like she thinks "I don't know what the king is talking about". I can't speak directly to the king, but I'm trying to show it in attitude.

Think about what Deanna did, as the 'Red Rose', plainly -.

Juke understands that in the calm part, too.

But more than that. I wanted to make sure Deanna was safe, and that's all I can think about.

"'Something'? Aren't you worried about the red rose? You can't let a red rose die. See how it goes, and call a royal palace doctor if you have to,"

"- So. Are you going to publicly inform Deanna of what state she is in?"

The door to the private room (private room) that leads to the bedroom opens.

Rita, with her spine stretched out, entered the main room.

Juke's eyes open wide.

"Oh, what was that? Red Rose's, Private Samurai..."

"It's in Rita. Be in a good mood, Your Majesty."

Even a fool knows better than this. - That's all Alford can tell when he's serious and angry.

Even the juke with blood on his head pounded for a moment.

Poke that gap, Rita leaves in front of Mia.

"Kind Mia seems difficult to say, so I'll talk to you from me. - Can I ask you a direct answer?

In the body of questions, I only admit yes, this force.

Even Alford gets barometric pressure, Juke can only snort.

Rita grinned.

"Thank you for your generosity. Okay, just now. - How stupid are you, you are?"

I know, I was there. I had predictions... but since the beginning, I haven't had any help.

Deanna is the only one who can stop Rita from happening, and now that Deanna is in personnel misery, that is, there is no stopper in Rita.

Alford was clean and gave up the futile act of arbitration.

"Deanna tried so desperately to stop Master Sophia, for what? Why did you discard the meal, also prepared to be hated by Master Shayla? - What did you wish for to shield your own life in that time of noise!

Rita's anger burns the air.

Juke took a breath.

"If you can't tell me the answer one by one, then cut it off from its head, its neck. If you can't think, you have no reason to discipline yourself, and you don't know how to devise a strategy, then that head doesn't make sense. If you just move with your instincts, you can have primitive organisms without heads."

- For Juke now, it should be a painful word above all else.

Rita unintentionally decided on his steeple.

In the room where the king has consolidated, Rita's words will not stop.

"You said you weren't worried about Deanna. I'm determined to be worried. How many people are worried, told, and want you to be happier than everyone else that you can always be all impotent, think more about others than you are, and clean up any struggle with a word of 'cause I want to see everyone smile', your family, your friends, everyone here since you entered the backyard. They scold me, they yell at me, and the depth of my nostalgia pisses me off to Deanna at the bottom, so I don't have the muscle to say to you that I can only 'apologize' at last."

"Oh, that's..."

"The excuse is, after my story, I'll ask."

The humiliation suffered by the Crestors will not be forgotten by those around us, even if we end and flush a stretch of reprisals.

As I've realized many times before, Rita's grudges, which have been on Deanna's side ever since she entered the rear palace, seem to be piling up.

Moreover, the resentment is truly justified. Juke has no words to give back.

"Everyone here is more guided about Deanna than you and others. Still, why not stand out and make a scene? How come you don't try to call a doctor? - Before you blame Mr. Mia, why don't you ask any questions?"

"Wow, but, ha"

"Is it compassionate to worry, make noise, and arrange a doctor? Are we the disloyalists to blame for not doing it? Since you only try to see things that way unilaterally, do you still not understand that it took so much time to realize Deanna's 'truth' over this period!!

- Full-blown, Rita screaming.

In the room, where the aftertaste disappears, only silence is left.

After breathing quietly, Rita looks to the king in front of her.

"- What should His Majesty do now?

"... to the royal palace, back." Nothing, the feast of stargazing is over. "

That's right.

To that end, Deanna risked her life.

Even Rita, who is supposed to be showing Deanna to death, doesn't get out of the room.

It is a critical line that the royal palace samurai, insignificant and not suspicious to say that what they have prepared for the room has also been collected to 'labor the weary Lord'.

- Just to decide, 'In the Back Palace, at the King's' Feast of Stargazing, there was no poisoning noise '.

Someone's death stays that way, and it could trigger turmoil. If the suspicion of 'poison' remains, it becomes a source of contention between conservatives and innovators.

Under such circumstances, even now, at the beginning of the tentative period, not to lose 'peace' -.

"... the red rose, how far. I wonder how sweet it is."

A few people look up to Juke's voice, which fell pounding.

"I knew. That the Red Rose was trying to make sure that 'nothing would happen'. - But"

"I didn't think you were going to sacrifice your life...?

Rita slowly shakes her head to the side.

"That's not true. Deanna is not going to die."

"But take the poison."

"Deanna should have been told by Her Majesty. - I grew up in the woods on the playground, he said it was a wild child."

Juke's eyes open to the extreme. "No way," the face said eloquently.

"Poison and detoxification are familiar to Deanna. Someone had to prove that Master Shayla's meal was' safe 'to clear the suspected poison on that spot. And only Deanna could do that."

"So... the red rose, now"

"From the beginning, Mr. Mia must have told His Majesty." What we need is rest, "he said."

- Brilliant, 'lying'.

I know Alford knows Rita, but it would be cruel to tell Juke how to spot her.

As far as Alford knows, there is no such thing as a 'universal antidote' that works against every poison.

As relieved, Juke pulled out his shoulder strength.

"Is the red rose... safe?"

"Yes. - By morning, you will have recovered."

Is that... is that true?

I mean. The antidote is probably in the Crestor family right now.

(... All right. to Ed, decided to be half-killed)

Half a kill, I hope.

About 80% of it could kill Chris, including making him half cry.

"... Alford"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Let's go back to the royal palace."

"Ah. I need guidance."

I was dropped off by all the "Between the Red Roses" except the samurai and the lady, Deanna, and the two left the room behind.

He avoids the eyes in the same way, returns to the royal palace, and finally returns to the office.

Juke exhaled loudly as he lowered the men of the King's Kingsguard who were waiting.

Dare to be light, Alford hangs his voice.

"You're tired. Why don't you take the day off already?

"I feel like doing so..."

The grinning juke shifted his gaze outside the window.

Second, it made me a face to think about something.

Time passes while we remain silent with each other - Juke sees Alford.

"Alford. I need to ask you something."

"What?"

"Secure one room where no one can interrupt me. And there's something in that room that I want you to carry."

"I need a good night. Carry what?

"Later, give detailed instructions. … and this is the best thing I can ask you to do."

Juke's eyes flashed with determination.

"Whatever happens. Don't let anyone know about that room until I tell you I'm good. When you need me, you come."

"... hey. Are you gonna go missing?

"Because you know where he is, he's not really going missing. I just don't want to be disturbed."

Now, at this time.

What is it that Juke wants to do, without anyone interrupting him, until he goes missing?

Alford didn't even know that.

"I understand, Your Majesty."

Juke giving instructions to Alford, because he was' king ', even unconsciously.

Respectfully, the king's proximity bowed his head.

"And if you'll excuse me! That, Captain, what about His Majesty?

"How can I help you, Your Majesty? Let me ask you something."

"I'm making tea for what I swallow! It's important!

"- What happened?

"Your side room, Lady Shayla Carrerdo, has been taken away by someone. The Knights of the Royal Palace stepped into the" Red Rose "captivity because the name" Red Rose "appeared from the mouth of the guided samurai -!"

In just a few hours, the peace of mind in the kingdom will collapse at once, without knowing yet at that time that the greatest crisis will come.