"... Arthur.
I hear voices from the side inadvertently.
Turning around, it was Clark.
Is it because I spit out everything I wanted to tell you? After taking an oath to Master Pride, it seemed like the poison had fallen out, and in the meantime, Master Pride's hand slowly slipped through my hand.
It falls out, the feel of each finger remains clear.
Clark put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Shall we go?" The voice was never gentle.
... so annoying.
I always wonder how I feel.
My father and I are about the same age, like brothers.
So, there's me that gets saved from time to time in places like that.
Nodding at Clark's words, I stand up slowly.
I was told.
I've made up my mind.
Its fullness is amazingly full on its own, and its head is boggling.
Step by step Clark heads to the door with his back supported.
Speaking of which, where did my father go?
It was right after I thought of that.
"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Pride.
I heard my father's voice from behind.
As soon as I heard Lord Pride's reply and looked back reflexively
[Gasps]
A shitty noise sounded, my father laying flat on Master Pride and punching his head on the floor.
"Thank you for saving my life."
My father is crying.
I can't believe it, I doubted my eyes.
I've seen my father get angry many times before, but I've never even seen him cry once.
"... to my friends... to my men, to my family... heh... good to see you again..."
I stand too on the spot for surprises.
What kind of terrible things have I ever said?
Even when I was ready to die under the cliff.
Even when I first returned to the castle.
It's not weird to cry. You've had a lot of things.
My father never cried.
The father is crying in front of me right now.
Good, say so.
It's good to see Clark, his men, and us again.
"And most importantly... my son... told the knight... and... heard the words... eh...
Me?
Forget the blink and stare at my father.
Until just a few minutes ago, all the time.
I thought my father had finally let me down.
Don't give up, even though they say it's really good.
In my heart, I was given up, I was frightened.
He said he just found it annoying that I was going for a knight now. When it comes to shaming you.
But I noticed what Master Pride said.
My father never gave up on me.
And now.
"... well... alive... good..."
I had a father who was crying about me.
I have a father who's dying to be a knight.
Shame, annoyance, I'm the fool I've been thinking about.
So much, so much wanted.
What have I done, all the time?
My eyes seeped in tears again after I should have cried so much.
Is it good to be so blessed?
You had a father waiting for me.
I have a mother to send me out.
I have Clark to support my brother.
And I met Master Pride.
Master Pride wasn't the only one.
I was so blessed before I met Master Pride.
Glad and happy...
I held back the overflowing tears with my fists.
Good to know.
Many times, I think so.
Before you lose it, before you can't take it back.
Glad you noticed your happiness...
Wipe your eyes with your fists and look forward,
Lord Pride was embracing his father, who lay flat and became smaller than himself.
With a happy smile, tears were telling in his eyes.
It's also the first time I've seen Lord Pride cry.
When that man returned to the castle yesterday and was surrounded by Lady Steele and Lady Tiara, it was still strange that Lady Pride would not be angry or crying.
Today, Master Pride got angry.
My father said I shouldn't have died. It's impossible to abandon him.
And now Master Pride is crying.
Not for myself, but for what my father said, "I'm glad I'm alive".
He is weeping with joy.
"Good... eh..."
I did hear voices that could plunder.
Seeing my crying father and Lord Pride, Master Pride looked like a goddess.
I burned the sight in my eyes the whole time.
Never in your lifetime, never forget.
……
"... fucking father.
"Stop calling me that until inside the castle.
Me and my dad, Clark, walked down the hallway in the castle with the other knights.
My dad will be heading back to the stadium with the Knights again like this.
"Then let's do something about it, Knights Leader.
Refers to the knights walking forward with their jaws, rubbing their swollen eyes.
Everyone is so bossy that they don't resonate in the hallway with "... there are still tears..." "I'm glad... Knights Commander" and "Dear Pride... you were nice..." and so on. It wasn't until after I left the room with my fathers that I realized that they had seen the whole thing through the open door even after I left.
Blah, I'm fucking embarrassed to death.
You don't have to look at Clark laughing as he leads the knights instead of his father.
My father was wrinkling between his eyebrows as he rubbed his reddened eyes.
"... so what are you going to do now?
"I'm going home.... my mother's waiting for me too.
"... don't say it. To my mother.
"Keh, if you ask me, I'll tell you.
Even when I said that and turned to him, I could see that my father wanted to say something.
But I'll definitely tell you this from me.
"... time is always good. It's good when my father has time."
I'm ashamed and at least lurk my voice so the knights don't hear me.
".......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
It was too lurking, too small.
Keep your face to yourself and wait for a response from your father, but wait a while and you don't hear back.
I thought you didn't hear me, so I turned to my father.
My father was also facing the opposite direction from me.
He's shaking his shoulders with one hand down his mouth for some reason.
I thought I wasn't listening, "Hey! Dad," as soon as he yelled at me.
My father hit me in the head.
I'm not proud of it, but this was the first time my father had ever hit me.
Surprise wins more than complain and reviews his father with his eyes round as he holds down his battered head.
"... naturally.
That said, it was a long time before I saw my father smiling softly.
"... I'll be home early in the morning. Just wait and see."
"... Mm.
I walked like that for a while.
I can see the door that leads outside, and I can see the guys at the castle opening the door with respect.
Finally, I regret that I'm still a kid for my dad, and I'll tell him what I came up with.
"... even now, my mother and I are dying.
"Nah, that's..."
I see my panicking father's reaction and I'm convinced.
"I thought so. I don't like it when my mother scolds me. That doesn't make me the same as a kid for hiding things.
If I tell him that, he'll tell me again what excuse my father made.
Dive the door and exit outside the castle. All you have to do is keep going through the garden and out the gate.
"I'm telling you, next time, you can't hide it from me anymore.
I know. I mean, I was hiding it to keep my mother and me from worrying.
But.
"Next on that battlefield, next to my father, I'll be there too.
My father, who stares at me as if surprised, is laughing at me and turns to me with an unexpected smile. I think you could still laugh like this yourself.
Stay on your feet and run out as you wish. I will also run through the Knights' line and beat Clark lightly without going through them.
"Until then, you're never gonna die again! Fucking father."
And Clark! So is Temehe, who finally abandons him so loudly, and heads to the gate before his father yells at him.
Run. Run.
Just even, forward.
"Ha ha,... Roderick. Is he alive?
Speak up to Captain Roderick Knights, who would be at the rear with Deputy Clark watching Arthur's back running away.
"You guys, don't look back on me," he said gently to the knights, perceiving the Knights captain who had not responded as he did.
How many years will it take to see Arthur smile like that?
Me, too, Roderick.
With that in mind, Clark laughs.
At the rear of the line, thinking of a friend who would even be biting his joy as a father.