"Come on, Gilbert, come on."
As soon as my vision changed, my father's roar jumped in.
The moment I moved was in front of the door to my father's room. There are no guards either. Perhaps your father paid for it. The style said in a small voice, "You can go inside, but I think that's what they'll notice." He said.
I can't believe you and your father were taking it in.
Though I think so, if there's anything important to talk about, it might inspire me to remember.
While I thought it was bad, me and Stayle lurked sound into each other as it were to clear our ears to the conversation between Father and Jilbert.
"So what shouldn't we do? His Royal Highness.
I hear Jill Bale's cool voice.
"Why, it hits pride by being intransigent; it has always been so... since I signed a subordinate contract with Style!
In contrast, Father's voice is unusual and intense. I know very well that you're angry even through the door.
"Certainly… I will not deny against the previous Lord Pride. Apologize if I have to.... because I was a little concerned then, too.
It's like I'm used to hearing reprimands from my father. Keep it up. "But this time, it just really blossomed into the story." and returns it.... Though I don't think I can say flowers bloom to talk about that.
"Two years at that point... my hope remained unfulfilled, but my beloved daughter, Lord Pride, had the right to inherit the throne... and in just a few days as soon as I found out that my predictive abilities had dwelt, I had been found a splendid special ability named Master Steele, as well.
Chancellor Gilbert's voice color gradually changes. Low dos, scary voice. My mouth is laughing but my eyes aren't laughing. I can easily imagine the look on my face.
Want...?
"Stayle was only conditioned on being a rare or exceptionally superior special ability except for age and gender. I explained then that looking for someone with limited special abilities is not the same thing as looking for someone like you.
"Extremely limited special abilities"
Me and Style looked at each other in the words.
Even I, the child, can tell. Prime Minister Gilbert continued to advocate the "Special Competency Application Obligation Decree" for this purpose.
Because as long as this bill passes, the country can find the special abilities that it wants without difficulty.
Style was small in my ear. "Arthur and many others were also always asked by Jilbel for information and rumors about special abilities." He told me.
Chancellor Gilbert said someone on top of this country has the special ability to keep looking that far...
"Yeah, yeah! Wasn't it? You're not out of your hands looking for the special abilities I want! I know. And we also appreciate it! For those of us who are not royalty, you are raising the country, moving soldiers under the water every day, gathering information and wasting the taxes of the people."
Step by step, Chancellor Gilbert's voice is rough. It's a scream I can't imagine from my usual appearance.
"Your royal family is really, really sweet. The same goes for Dear Stayle's letter." The Special Capability Application Obligation Decree, which I continued to advocate for two years at the time, changes the human rights of the Special Capability Person in the way he is now in our country, and it remains on hold for no different reason than now, whereas you are indeed kind people who have secretly overruled the royal gesture and allowed contact with your real mother just because Lord Pride has asked you to do so over and over again for several days. "
Anger, hatred, echoes out the door, as if it were also being hit by me or Steel.
So much that I wanted to block my ears unintentionally, when I looked at the worried style, I stared at mine for some reason and said, "A few days... many times...?," he blinks violently as he leaks his voice low. What the hell is wrong with you?
My father said, "Your voice is too loud! I told you that was top secret," he yelled louder, but more than that, Chancellor Jilbert yelled back, "Yeah, so I kept my mouth shut.
"I have endured... I will make sure to find it, because we are dear friends and at the same time people to protect you, to believe you and… the Queen's words and to reward you... best of luck… as Prime Minister…!
Suddenly, Chancellor Gilbert's voice becomes smaller as it shrivels. It's like biting one at a time.
Father didn't say anything to keep his mouth shut about the words. Only Chancellor Jilbert's breath, who kept his voice absurd until earlier, can be heard through the door.
And after a while, Father's voice will be heard again.
"...... Jill Bale, I know how spicy you are. Me and Rosa are doing everything we can."
"What do you know?"
Geez, that sounded like the most angry thing I've ever heard. So much so that I wonder if paying for it would make it sound ahead of me.
Me and Style blocked my ears for a moment on this, too.
"What do you know, Albert? What do you know?"
The sound of things falling out of the room and someone hitting the wall somehow echoes with Chancellor Jilbert's fury. I stiffened myself wondering if they were rubbing together.
……… she……
"I met Arthur Beresford the other day at his inaugural ceremony... He knew the rumors of that special ability man! I'm still here, Albert! If you go up and look for someone with special abilities in this country, you will find..."
"Relax, Jill Bale! Rumors have been whispering for over a hundred years now that you know better than anyone.
As if, Father lifts his voice to forgive Chancellor Jilbert, who curls his mouth as fast as he can.
Tell me, Albert, how can I save you?
It was like someone else already. Desperately, it was a sad cry as if to beg for your own life.
"So many times we've said it too! The number of people searching is increasing from year to year, and when we go to another country, there is always no other way than by special abilities. Both Rosa and I are searching, but we can't find them. But if we continue, one day..."
It's been seven years... seven years since then, Albert.
Don, and something hits the wall again sounds. From the voice of Chancellor Gilbert I even felt like a murderous intent.
"She Ha!... Marianne... oh... I can rub it off now... I'm on the verge..."
Gatang, now the floor sounds. Probably the sound of Chancellor Gilbert collapsing.
Still, the spinning voice was powerless, and trembling terribly.
"Can't you find it yet? Why can't you find it? Similar special abilities are so overflowing..."
I hear a whimper. Just hearing that trembling voice makes my chest bitter to me.
"Jill veil..." he called out as his father cared.
"It's just... I'm fine by myself...! Just one... if I can find one..."
As he squeezed it out as it was. Finally, Chancellor Gilbert raised a sad cry.
"Heal the disease... special abilities..."
At that moment, the memories in me... opened again.