The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

"I'm sorry. I need you to come here."

Waiting for us at the Knights of Kingsguard training ground in the Royal Palace was a beautiful man with red hair who looked like he said 'Knight' to see it - Lydia and Lynne's brother, Richard Linster of the next Duke of Linster.

There are now two deputy commanders in the Kingsguard Knights.

Although there is a difference of 8 years old, they let me be close.

... is a fellow victim - in other words, a comrade.

Against whom? I want you to imagine that.

"It's been a while. Dear Richard."

"Allen, isn't it me and you, on every street?"

"Yeah, Richard. I'd like to introduce these kids..."

Turn your gaze to Tina and Ellie when you arrive.

We're both stiff - so is Master Stella.

In comparison, Lynne and Karen gracefully drink tea in a well-prepared chair.

Anna is filming next to it. I guess I'll show it later to Lisa, who left first.

The maids in the Linster family work fast...... I'm used to it.

Never look at the training ground with your will.

... where's the lawn mower... who's not willing to give it back safely as one?

Turn your eyes away once.

Reality escape sometimes saves people, I think.

"There doesn't seem to be time either...... what can I do? Rarely. Are you seriously mad at me?

"Total annihilation is only a matter of time. I need to stop before then... my neck is in danger. Of course, not metaphorical expressions."

"... but Richard..."

"What?

"Stop trying to shield me."

I'm standing back from earlier and deliberately trying not to get into perspective.

You don't have to do that.

"Allen... I'm a person.... Isn't it the fool's business to try to relate decently to that kid when he's angry?

"... then why are you trying to get me there?

"Ha, because I'm sure you'll be fine. I'm sure just seeing it will make you feel better... some bloodshed is unavoidable"

"Please stop saying disturbing words"

In doing so, the number of people is decreasing - the lights in front of the wind.

... I don't have a choice...

Let Richard out a long time ago and use him as a shield - resistance is futile.

I think you and I should share the pain.

"A, Allen, stop me! I have a lovely wife. [M] This is where you die...!

"It's okay...... it's just a little burning"

"Oh, it's about your mother and you eating that one and laughing!

"You're a good joke. There's too much difference between Lisa and me to compare."

"............... I'm afraid I'm serious"

For some reason, Richard's fine.

Ha?

He is reaching out one hand and stiff, stroking Tina and Ellie's head, respectively.

"Please watch me back there. Please take Stella with you."

"Let, Doctor...!

"A, Dr. Allen......!

"It's okay. Richard's here, too. He's the Deputy Commander of Kingsguard, isn't he?

"... Now I know how Lydia feels, saying Allen is mean..."

Push the shield you're messing with (Richard) while you reach the wall surrounding the training ground. The walls in there are heavily damaged.

... Hey, that's a tragic sight.

From what I've seen, the young and middle class of the Kingsguard Knights? seemingly knights, falling along the wall with groans, many crushed to the point of weapons

I've already counted standing - oh, I've been swept away.

One clash against the wall after another. Reproduction of bitter ringing.

... I'm selling it in Wangdu, and if it's a board game, it's all over.

"It's over, isn't it? I wasn't responding at all for slapping you in the mouth, but now you're really a Kingsguard? These people..."

You must have noticed your gaze. Yes, in a cold voice. Slowly.

- Lydia turned around.

I can't get my hair in, the flamingo flies in. Screaming from Richard's mouth.

Oh man......

Get over the wall, wave your arms and scatter the firebirds - the power of death as always.

"... so suddenly I wonder what about the firebird"

"Hey, why are you here - dude!!

"Hehe... I'll do my best to survive, because that's how I, Richard Linster, live!

I would agree with that if I didn't say I was running backwards.

Turn back to Lydia.

"What happened? As a slaughter on a sunny day. Well..."

"Ugh, shut up! That's... a lot."

"Speaking of which, there's a magic trail... I see - Richard"

"What?

The Vice Commander, distanced enough, screams back.

... That's clear, when you get there.

"Someone has fought with a sword only, right?

"Exactly. Yikes! Besides, I don't know if that new America is going to be you or your bad words."

"... if I say any more, think I can't worship tomorrow morning sun?

"I know nothing. No!

- Lydia.

"Hey, what?

"Thanks"

"Beh, not for you..."

It's turning bright red and leaning down. Though they are decently cute at times like this.

Nevertheless... I didn't expect to challenge my Lydia opponent to battle exclusively with a sword...

The firebird is certainly a powerful magic - but the alias for my corrupt edge is' The Sword Princess'.

Something's wrong with me thinking I'm weaker than magic.

"I'm going home. Enough of this, huh?

"... no"

"No."

"Not at all, not enough rampage. So."

I have had a bad feeling a few times today. And oversized.

Lydia has thrown a knight's sword for mock warfare.

Receive, sigh.

The dialogue that is said after this can easily be anticipated.

Is this what Reaper's laugh looks like...

- You have to hang out with me sometimes.