The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

I talked to Deanna in the dungeon, and she came back, including saying, "Probably, things should be moving soon," Juke's den. Juke, who hasn't slept one night, isn't strange that he should have reached the peak of drowsiness, but he didn't feel tired or tired from his spiritual exaltation and tried to clean up the room with the mundane without settling down.

"Juke, you got a second?... What are you doing?

"Oh, Alford. Keith told me," I need some tidiness. "Thought I'd clean up a little bit."

"I'd say take a break for a second...... was it good as it turned out?

"What?

"I've just been contacted. The Crestors are on their way to the Royal Palace."

Juke's hand stops perfectly in the reward he brings. It's too sudden to keep up with understanding.

"... what? Oh," the three of you "?

"Dear Dualis and Elizabeth, then Edward the next Lord. If you're here, can I just put you straight through to this room?

"No, wait a minute! Of course, I don't mind letting you through, but... do you and your husband make their own moves? Normally, in this case, the messenger or something comes first."

"You can't have such wasted talent rolling around in that house. It's a house that doesn't even attract a lot of servants because of the bad reviews they accumulate. Exactly. The long-time residents know that bad reviews are just rumors, but plowing the fields is better for the lords than working at the Lords' Palace, so they're not gonna be servants."

"Oh... well, servants of high-ranking aristocratic houses are often also lesser aristocratic children's behavioral apprenticeships"

"Ah, that type of servant has hardly been around for 300 years since the Crestors became aristocrats."

Alford laughs at her teasing that she has no children who want to go to the Crestor family, no parents who want to move on and keep them. Juke kind of got a headache.

"... just because we don't have enough people, is it something that moves as much as the owners themselves do?

"That house, it's basically footwork light. Except for the social period (season), I don't lean on the King's Capital, because I simply don't have a hippo who cares about the King's Capital because I look around and direct instructions to the whole territory. Master Dualis isn't so much, but neither my predecessors nor Edward would be sick enough to want to go and make sure it's true or false if they heard what was bothering them. It's like I'm traveling the kingdom for half the year."

"That's not everything I know about 'nobility'..."

I had just unified the peninsula, and I had to know if three hundred years ago it would not have been strange when the revolt would have broken out if the lords hadn't worked their own stares. It is undoubtedly a scarcity in scarcity, such as a nobleman who goes out of his way to the territory to get a first-hand picture of the current state of the land. Even so, where are the aristocrats who continue to plow it and whose 'journey' is based?

So Juke remembered Deanna, who had fallen for the night during the descent festival trip.

"A little bit of a red rose too...?

"Hmm? Yeah, naturally she's part of the Crestor family, too. She's still young at her age and unlikely to think of herself as" the Lord's Daughter, "so she must have been very busy visiting her nappies every year."

"- Oh, hell, last year, it was someone's fault, and I'm going crazy to schedule an inspection. Deanna won't be able to help. So, it was rough."

Suddenly, without any foretaste, without even showing any signs, Juke's heart definitely stopped in the voice that suddenly came down from 'above'. Freezing air as nothing, 'it' falls without making a sound.

"Heh, were you hiding in such a neglected room? Well, only the usual 'kings' can find them."

"Ed! You, the ceiling is not an entrance or exit. Get in through the door properly!

"I said," You're faster looking from behind than you know where the intended person is. We should have touched it properly, but did we get it wrong?

"I've been touched, but right now, I'm in the middle of explaining to Your Majesty that this kind of impotence is normal about you guys!

"Ho. It's good to see you on the ground."

The man in front of him, dressed in plain costumes that barely pursued the limit of ease of movement only, although the shape of the garments worn by the noble younger brothers is exchanged. Chestnut hair is longer than shoulder and tied in one behind. The face line to the jaw is sharp, yet slightly dripping eyes and slowly arcing lips alleviate sharpness, if a high nose and colorful flush are added there......

"I see. Sure, 'Woman Crying'."

"Ah?"

"Sire?"

"Oh, no, no!

He and Juke are the same age. Naturally, the social debut is the same year, and the degree of the Royal Palace hosted three nightclubs a year is something we've always seen in the distance. Since the time of the debutante, he had already had a reputation for attracting ladies while walking three steps, and at the same time he was said to 'throw away women lightly'. I've never looked at him so closely before, because he wasn't the kind of person I wanted to talk to without being told to stay away from him.

But. That's why I have so little courtesy of seeing the face of an almost first-person, or even a greeting, opponent yet, and being the most 'woman-crying, honorable man' in the opening. The way he appeared drained his liver, and all the steps he had assembled in thin blur blew up. The juke is already in a ten-percent state.

"Chi, it's not. Well, the Red Rose asked me about your face. It was a description that fired too much, and I was impressed."

"... I think I'd like to hear more about what happened. In the meantime, do you realize it's no excuse for being an explanation?

"Oh, Ed, you, sire. That tone to your opponent!

"It's weird. Suddenly on the first encounter, the guy who says," Woman Crying "or something, can you give me a break!

"Beh, the Red Rose also said, 'It's just a quick brainstorm to be in there'!

"Ho. Is that a pretence to hit me right now!?

"Hey, Ed, Congress starts today at 10: 00! It's not good for His Majesty's face to deform!

"Don't worry, I'll keep you out of sight"

"All I remember is anxiety!

Goddamn noisy him - Edward Crester was, exactly, as Deanna said, 'a looking woman crying brilliant man, what's inside is just a quarreling fast brain muscle'. He's Deanna's brother, who's struggling, ready to be beaten, but.

"... if possible, I'd appreciate it after Congress"

"Hmm. Can I hit you after Congress?

"If you think about the way I did it to my sister, I can't tell you not to beat me up."

"It's not something you can beat up and end up with."

"I know a hundred such things.... You don't look alike, but you look exactly what you're saying."

Every time Deanna says something, she says something future-oriented: 'Reflection shows with attitude' and 'It's important that we stay ahead'. That attitude of looking to the future that lasts as long as you live certainly makes you feel a deep blood connection between her and the man in front of you.

"- Nice to meet you, may I say? Even if I know your face, I've never talked to you like this before."

"Right. We are determined not to be deeply involved with the King who does not know the Crestor. - As your minister, does your contemporary Majesty wish to treat you as the next generation of the 'Count Crester family'?

The emergence itself, rather than the aristocracy, softens common sense as a human being, and leaves this much to show, and now it changes the air. Even though it is true that his essence is' quicker brainstorming ', it can't be that much more than being descended from the' sage '.

Juke laughed rather bitterly at the aristocratic air he wrapped up in.

"I'm not the one who decides that, are I? I wish I wasn't so subordinate, but if you hadn't recognized me as worthy of being beyond your position, it would have been meaningless at the root."

"You're half right, half wrong. Our 'bond' is not a one-way street at all times. If it is necessary for me to recognize you, the same will arise for you to recognize and seek me. - Am I recognized and sought after by you?

"... at least, as a subordinate, I don't think you want us to have an unobstructed relationship"

I know it's a big deal that Alford was in between, but Edward, who skipped it from the start, is tighter than being talked about in an aristocratic way, and I can talk without even being a juke. No matter how many women my face has made me cry, because even in this short time I could understand that this man named 'Edward Crester' is a heartfelt person who looks straight into people's eyes and bumps their emotions.

I didn't even feel like fixing the juke on my Edward opponent who wouldn't hide my thoughts. Straighten up, just stay in your mind, and head to him.

"We just met, and honestly, I can't tell you to be my friend all of a sudden. It's predictable that my heart test will be worse than the worst."

"You know better than I thought."

"For one thing, can I ask you not to build a wall as' subordinate '?... Edward Crester"

"If you don't want me under the" minister, "don't bother calling me by my family name. I'll call you King Juke de Rail Elgrand."

"Normally, even under your command, there's no one to call His Majesty's name in full"

"If you don't want me to call you that, I'm talking about removing your family name."

Edward flaunts his shoulders on Alford's tea. I had predictions, but these two seem to get along very well.

Making a little noise, Juke laughed.

"Edward, so you don't mind?

"I'd rather not have a family name. What am I supposed to call it?

"With Juke. I have a good name too."

"Okay."

Where Edward nodded, Alford tilts his neck.

"By the way, Ed. What happened to Master Dualis and Master Elizabeth?

"Oh, those two are coming by carriage. There's no place in the Royal Palace where you can hide three horses. My Joy would be smart, so if he was going to find me, he could just hide out and do it himself. So I came one step ahead. I wanted to know where the King was."

"It doesn't make sense for one of you to figure it out."

"What do you think we are? By the time I found it, it was in there."

"... No, I don't think noble children would look for anything from the ceiling in the first place."

"Uh, it would be wise to give up asking Ed for common sense around there."

"When, Al, you don't have to go out of your way to salute Juke because I'm here, do you? Not now, when it collapsed in front of Deanna."

"I'm really afraid for you family. Even if you do, you won't be able to look out of your mind until right in front of Dualis and Elizabeth."

"... How close is Alford to the Crestors?

I asked lightly, but for some reason Alford turned into a "gone" face, and Edward sees him like that with a frightened look. Edward opened his mouth before the juke moved into the subtle air.

"What the hell, Al? Haven't we talked about that area yet?

"Before we talk, I guess you came interrupting...!

"No, because he was obviously explaining the circumstances of our family or something. Normally, even after we talk about ourselves."

"'Swan' So I'm familiar with history and materials... I explained something like"

"That's pretty painful. You found out about us in the Swan dossier in the first place after you met me, didn't you?

"Uh, yes, yes. Out of my way, I'm shallow."

Alford is unusual. Edward grinned bitterly at the juke that rounded his eyes.

"I'll tell you one thing, Al didn't turn on you and shut up about your relationship with 'Crester', did he?

"I'm not even thinking about that. I don't need to be told that Alford cares about me, both as a minister and as a friend. If I could talk, Alford would have told me.... Was that something I couldn't tell you?

"To be precise, I haven't noticed the truth about 'Crester', 'I couldn't tell you. If you had been informed of Al's relationship with us before you found out the truth about' Crester ', you might have judged us not to be' evil 'on that basis alone. - But that's no good."

Edward's jade eyes, which speak quietly, dwell in the light of contemplation.

"This seems to be a naturally made 'Elland' arrangement since 'Crester' became a nobleman." The child born in the royal family can only rely on the books left behind by his forefathers, on all the materials and on the "world as it is" that exists in front of him, to reach the truth of "Crestor" only by his own power. No one should lend a hand there or present information to help them arbitrarily. "-"

"... well. I mean, the very fact that Alford is close to 'Crestor' could have helped me reach 'Crestor' for trusting Alford?

"If it's just going to help us get there, even then, Al must have been afraid that you, who found out about Al's relationship with us, would de-alert 'Crestor' and turn away from the 'Crestor' truth as a result."

I get into Edward's words. Sure, if Alford had asked me, 'I'm actually friends with Edward, and the Crestors are good people', back then, when I accepted the 'world' as they say from around me and didn't even think for myself. I can assure you that I didn't even think about 'Crestor' in depth this way, believing that I was' Really? 'lightly.

Juke sighed deeply.

"Were you... Alford kept his mouth shut and protected me to the fullest."

"Nah. Yo, subordinate appraisal!

"Stop it, you're disgusting. As a Kingsguard or as a 'Swan' person watching over history, I just did what was natural"

"But it's Al around too much piercing and removing the opportunity (timing) to confess the truth."

"So it is! Because you show up insane!

"My insanity wouldn't be the story that started right now."

"Totally, yeah. You looking scammer!

Unconsciously, Juke blew out at Alford's arguably bizarre curse. Edward, this handsome looking, flirtatious word and deed, is certainly nothing but a 'looking con man'. It is more than a shock to Deanna in a way that the contents of that 'Edward Crester' is such an interesting man.

Alford squeaks when he sees Juke, who can't stop laughing.

"You see. Juke... from your sire's point of view, you look like a fraud."

"Trapping by appearance isn't just about me."

"No... I know that. It looks like it's irrelevant to such a rough thing, and its words and deeds are certainly a lot of fraud."

"So... That's right, Your Majesty, I know! I've never seen him kick me in the face before."

"Ha!?

"Don't make a misleading statement! My first meeting with Al was a mock game at the Knights College. In the name of seniors being easy on juniors, my opponent was Al."

"No, no, Ed, no misunderstandings, nothing, because I don't get my legs out in a regular sword mock match"

"I've been a longswordsman since that time. I don't know what I can do to bury my reach with you unless I use my feet or so."

"No, I'm glad the mock game was' Sword 'when I made it. If it was a mixed Fae match with each good weapon, I'd be a second killer."

An incredible word pops out of the head of the Kingsguard Knights.

There was an unexpected barbaric voice.

"Oh, Alford said it was a second kill!?

"Oh, Your Majesty, he's not my kind of strength, is he?

"So don't get the prerequisites wrong. It's natural to excel with a good weapon. It would basically be a sword for a knight to use. Then Al's more used to it, and he can move better."

"Well said. If you use two lighter swords, you quickly defeated an active soldier in a one-to-many simulated battle."

"That was a lot of alarm over there. If you do it again, you won't be defeated so easily."

"You flip all that alarming look and 'weapon' too, right?

"... oh, that's why you're the 'looking con man'"

I'm no longer going through everything, I just have to be convinced. Edward the Looking Woman Crying Bad Guy, I didn't know he was just a militant. Thinking about it, it's also sudden appearance from behind the ceiling... no, it's still insane there.

Alford nods deeply.

"That's right. I saw the pain in my eyes in the first simulation match. I was interested in Edward because he didn't insult me, and I started thinking about finding out what it was like to be in a gap with rumors about Crestor."

"Did you or did you not?"

"Can you stay without a coward with that? It's supposed to be a sword match, but it's a junior who jumps and kicks because he can't make it. I don't know what else to do with a guy like that who uses Omoshiro martial arts to inherit The Evil Emperor."

There's not a minute gap, it's Alford's theory. I also laughed when the juke was attached.

"Sure. It laughs."

"It would. Fortunately, my house is a must for materials that look into that hand. Just like His Majesty, I came to the same conclusion by winning the dossier. I was already surprised and checked with my father and brother..."

"... why don't you take it?

"Swan is one of the most strange clans in the kingdom. I don't know if it's because historical research is a business, but it makes sense to spot 'Crestor' lightly in history and get along normally"

"What? Well, now we're both..."

"I'm dating a friend of Hutu's. You can't get involved in our bad reviews, it's only costly."

I have no heart or a headache. Krester is Krester, but Swan is Swan, too. That's "The Ancient Clan," not a glimmer.

Keeping his forehead down, Juke exhaled.

"Don't know too much..."

"There are aspects of our relationship that we can't help. I just need to know now."

"- No, you got along pretty well in a short time."

A bass voice that sounded like it was going to get cold all over my body, sounding like I was alarmed. In contrast to Juke, whose spine stretched reflexively, Edward seemed to have noticed. Relax and call out across the door.

"I wondered how long you were going to eavesdrop, Father."

"You guys seem like a lot of fun, so I couldn't get in there. It's my father's concern."

"Unfortunately, I don't have the nerve to thank my father for what he cares about."

"Ed has a point there."

Wrapped around an atmosphere of ease and relief as if at home, this time properly through the door, the rest of 'Crester' - Dualis and his wife Elizabeth - came in. The door closes, and Elizabeth looks around the room and squeals, "Oh, scatter," she said.... I totally forgot, but I was in the middle of cleaning up.

Juke stared at Dualis as he approached him once, forgetting to breathe. Everything is different from when we confront each other for a moment at The New Year's Eve Club. - Dualis today is the 'head', itself, that binds descendants of a clan that dates from time immemorial, with a bottomless' something 'in emerald just like Edward.

- Oh. Suddenly, Juke was enlightened.

On the plea of Ast, king of Unity, Paulast gave the last name of 'Crester' and descended to the minister. It certainly is on the shape.

But. In this' kingdom of Elland ', the only thing that moves in' friendship 'rather than' loyalty 'to the royal family, they are. In substance, in equivalence with the royal family.

They are also 'kings' called 'cresters', which bear the name of a land that they have protected more than ancient times.

Juke's head was very naturally lowered.

"If I were you, I would like to thank you for your hard work."

"Things don't allow for prediction. Now more than courtesy, we should be profitable. - If our visitors do not have to expose His Majesty to the public, they should do so."

"Go ahead, say 'juke' about me. Unlike my father, I am immature to be called the King."

Heh, and there was a sound of air coming out. When I look up, I bump into Dualis' eyes, who sees something I miss somewhere. My face is the same demon king, but I didn't think those eyes were horrible.

"That one, he said the same"

"Oh, of...?

"Die, till the hour. I regretted that I was far from being called king."

Juke's eyes get round. Dualis speaks, the person.

"My father...?

"Juke, do you resent Aus... your father?

What do you suddenly come up with? With his eyes round, Juke was fast and shook his neck to the side.

"Why do you have to complain about your father? I have only a few moments to see you, but Father cared about me. You kept showing me what a king was.... more, much more, there was something you wanted to tell me. For me, my father is a great king and a respected father."

"... right"

Quiet, Dualis lays her eyes down. His mood could not be seen through the closed eye lid.

Elizabeth stands to lean against such a dualis, with a juke-friendly eye.

"You've grown. You mind if I call you Juke, too?

"... Yes"

"Hehe. The day you were born and I snuck in, it was like yesterday. Growing up so splendidly, Rifa and I'm sure Orth will be counting on you."

I'm about to hold my breath. "Rifa" is the nickname of Juke's mother, now Queen Wang. My mother wouldn't let her nickname be called unless it was so intimate.

I guess Juke's gaze just guessed what he wanted to say. Elizabeth nods.

"Your mother, Rifania, and I have been friends for a long time. We were separated, but we encouraged each other to marry and give birth. I've met you since birth on Rifa's instructions. Just once."

"Were you? I've never known it before."

"Just when you're in your stomach, Ed. It was my first birth, and I was anxious too. Then Rifa said, 'If you find out how cute the baby is, you'll blow your anxiety away and miss her sooner rather than later. You're here to see my boy.'"

"Then I'm seeing Juke over my mother once, too."

"If you say so, you will."

What is this immobility when it's like Edward's first time to know it, too? Pompous, he laughed as Alford gave up.

"It is a waste of time to ask the people of this House for a lovely reaction, Your Majesty"

"Oh, really?

"Because it's kind of a clan that validates' Facts Are Stranger Than Novels' all year round. I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't a little bit, and it wouldn't work."

"I think the Red Rose was a little more honest..."

"Well, Deanna still doesn't have enough experience around there,"

"Is it a matter of experience!?

I also feel like a personality problem in one way or another. Juke thought Deanna lived out of common sense enough, too, but in the Crestor family, she might be a bit of a common sense person.

... right. Speaking of Deanna.

"- Uncle Crester."

Calling, Juke bowed his head deeply.

"The matter of your son this time is, in one place, my lack of strength, which prevented me from seeing the foolish ungrateful man nesting in the royal palace. I can't even apologize.... this kind of trick against the 'Crestor' courtier, who has long supported the kingdom, even if she has suffered a bad reputation herself. As far as the kingdom is concerned, I know it is sufficient, but I ask you to lay low so that we can avoid as much as possible what the innocent people mourn for their mistreatment."

Low, quiet voice coming down.

"... Deanna's life was targeted by the 'foolish uncomfortable', and it couldn't have been. Yet what we wanted was not 'cooperation in ourselves' but 'the well-being of the people'?

"Even the foolish ungrateful, noble and those who work for the royal palace, they are my people and my subjects. The responsibility for that action ultimately rests with me, the King. I can't be ashamed of myself for cutting them off and letting me live.... In the first place, I don't have a trump card that just incriminates them. What do you want me to do in that situation?

"You decided to hold an aristocratic council, without charge of the uncomfortable? Or is it not the will of Congress?"

"No, I decided to open it. - The House of Lords can prove the innocence of the side chamber 'Red Rose' and uncover those truly to be judged, no matter who they are, as long as they are aristocrats"

"I mean - did we prepare the House of Lords as a stage where we could move fully?

"Exactly."

I can't get my face up. In between silences, I hear someone breathing.

Eventually, I had a long sigh of sigh - the voice of Dualis, in a condition I had never heard before.

"If we move fully, the aftermath naturally resonates with you, the king, and the center of the royal palace. You were ready for all that, and you still decided to hold a congress, huh?

"… saving the innocent and bringing true sinners to justice is now a priority over preservation as a 'king'. I can't forgive myself for the rest of my life if I run here to preserve myself and kill the Red Rose, your son. One cannot stand as king."

Then it's useless to just think about preservation. If you are in danger as a 'king' no matter how you fall, it is at least better to be able to produce fruitful results.

Oh, boy - and I heard a frightened Dualis voice.

"Face up, Juke"

"Uncle Crester."

"It's a promise to Aus in the first place. If you were to become a fool king and have to destroy it, you wouldn't be foolish enough to destroy it to the 'country'. If only people were safe, the country would continue to change its name and shape. Hit me in the royal palace. I'll think of a way to hit you at least."

Even if the tone is light, its content is heavy. Juke nodded seriously.

Staring at such a juke, Dualis laughs. - Like relieved, with that face.

"Oh, my God. I didn't expect it to be reversed in this earthquake."

"Count?"

"Proof of innocence and the judgment of true sinners should be allowed to prevail. But the 'sinner' is also his own people, and therefore he runs not into preservation? - In this short period of time, I've often been thinking like a king."

... Am I wrong to hear that? Now, did Dualis say juke was' like a 'king'?

Edward laughed sunny.

"Besides, I ran to hold an aristocratic council, knowing all the risks, in order to grasp that I was powerless to exchange all of them and entrust it to us that I would be able to do so. To see what's going on in this room, at the same time as pursuing the 'Crestor' truth. - Is it such an act to the 'ancient covenant' to discern the 'king' who believed in us and made it this far, even though he was driven but did not give up?

"Don't chase me, Ed.... I admit it. I thought you were underestimating me."

"When we get older, it's hard to forget our own youth, isn't it? Impossible recklessness is a privilege for young people. I need to scratch my feet and occasionally, like this, give the old man moments."

"Master Elizabeth is still young, isn't she?

"Oh, Al, you've got a good mouth in a while."

Juke, whose story seems to be coming together in front of him, but whose thought circuit has paralysed, can't keep up with the flow.

Edward slapped me in the back.

"More joy, Juke. Your father recognized you as the king. That's what I'm saying, thinking in the direction of getting this one done while not breaking your rule."

"... Huh? Oh, really?!?

"I'm sorry, Juke. Because Duer is a twister and he's not honest. It would have been hard to understand."

"All right, all right. It's good about me, so we're moving on to the ops meeting. Ed, Al, empty the desk there."

"Yes, Father"

"Oh, I'll help too!

Twitching, from the corner of my head, joy comes in.

That I barely grabbed 'Crester' 's heart, that bond, just before I mourned him.

Still, being able to point to the 'king' you want to be.

No matter how many times I'm wrong, I can start over unless I give up. Many times, you can get up.

- Destiny's 'House of Lords' was imminent until hours later.