"There is no need for that, Master Leon.
For the first time, I spoke to Master Leon, who clings to Captain Column's shoulder in an attempt to crawl through the earth in desperate shape and move on. As I walked straight to him, he caught his blood from his face and looked terribly open at me. From her slightly trembling lips with her open "Pride...?" and his voice leaked.
"Why in this country...? This is the kingdom of Anemone..."
"Yeah, that's for sure. I was worried after that night's advice, and I came to see how things were going in the shadows.... disrespectful imitation, please forgive me.
Thank you very much from me, Master Leon, who is astonished. Master Leon looked around the room again. And when I see Arthur and Style in those eyes, I say, "You...! Besides, even Master Stayle..." he leaked his voice and took a breath. Keep it up. Now shut up to look at Captain Column, Captain Alan, and Deputy Eric and spin some thoughts. Style said, "They are the knights of our country. I was accompanied by me and my sister in your escort," he told me, "and now he leaned down so that he couldn't look the other way, and when he got out of bed, he put his hands on the floor to lie down on me as he did.
"You mustn't, Master Leon.... that there must be no royalty bowing its head like that for the sin of innocence.
I control him with my hands trying to keep my head down. I howl my throat like a swallow of words, and Master Leon looks up at me powerless.
"Pride...!... Sorry, you did advise me that night... I am...
I let my eyes shake badly and at the end I meditated my eyes strongly. My hands on the floor are shaking.
I speak to him in a slow, as calm voice as possible to calm him down like that.
"Dear Leon. It's okay, I know. You're not bad. Everything, I know. Everything that you have been drugged or dropped off under the castle regardless of your will… is completely rootless, such as rumours of a relationship with a woman spread under the castle.
I heard some people breathing behind my back in my last words. Look up at me as Master Leon loses his word.... as if one day Prime Minister Jilbert.
He hasn't committed any sins.
Why does he not acknowledge his innocence, which he has continued to protect?
Master Leon, whose heart was broken by pride in his head, overlaps what Master Leon is today.
No, because he's not in that state right now.
"Dear Leon. It was your brother who put the pills on you and tried to fall for you. You haven't had a memory since you drank that wine, have you? Then let's go to the castle together and tell His Majesty the King everything.
That way, all the sins will be judged. I can help too, if I tell him, Master Leon shook his head to the side.
"No... then the heir to the throne will be gone...... both of you, think of the country"
"If you think of your country, you can't imitate it like this."
Clearly reprimand him for how he still hasn't made up his mind. My voice wooded all over the room. I squeezed his shoulders hard, distorting his face if his ears hurt in the voice of a tall woman. Shake his body thoughtfully with each shoulder as it is.
"Come on, wake up! Leon Adonis Coronaria!
He doesn't have the time to stop here or anything. If he's going to regret it so much in two years, he's going to have to get up now.
"Where is your will?" It's not what I, the king, or your brother want! There must be something else in your heart. "
Yes, I do.
his true happiness.
his true wishes.
Leon's eyes swayed by me, his mouth opened painfully to see the unbelievable, and he closed, and his words disappeared into the universe.
"Now you have me! My brother and I have knights! Even to His Majesty the King, I'm sure we will still receive your word now!
Screaming I squeezed his hands hard and put them against my own chest. I'm here, to tell him.
"Dear Leon, what is your most beloved?
To my words, he let his gaze wander terribly without words. Shivering lips shrugged small "I don't know". After a bump and some grunting in his mouth, he stared upwards to ask me the right answer. He grabbed the hem of my dress with his trembling fingertips straight into small pieces and gently turned his arms around his back.
"The only thing I love is Pride Royal Ivy... you.
It's like, confirming your position, you keep holding me. Gu, and with all my strength, I try to bury my face on his shoulder and snuggle it in. I turned my arms from his back to his shoulders.
... pulled away at once.
"Come on, Leon.
Dare to be cold, I tell him off. Round your eyes as surprised by the response from me. He reviews me.
"Your heart is not there.
Push your right hand against his chest, I assure you.
Yes, he doesn't love me or anything. I know that from the beginning. He doesn't want to be engaged to me at the bottom of his heart.
He stared at his right hand pressed against me and exhaled even to say something.
"I'm not the one you love. Accept your desires.
Suddenly his breathing stops at my words. He shook his shoulders and stiffened himself. Putting aside a beat, he shook his head small and sideways as he devoured his teeth. This is the first rejection he has clearly shown me.
But I grab his shoulder and appeal to him again.
"Listen carefully, now is the only time, before you truly overflow all of it out of its hands, you face its heart!
Tears seeped out of his eyes, as if he were the first toddler to be angry at his mother. So I exalt my voice even more this time to appeal to his sincerity.
"Dear Leon, you don't stop loving from the bottom of your heart..."
Once he blinked loudly and his sucking jade eyes looked straight up at me. I'm sure he always wanted to know this answer. Place what you want, where you love, … will.
Breathe in once and I'll say it off.
"Of this country, you are a people."
The moment I let go of the word, his body trembled worse than ever.
"... ahhh..." leaks a small, whimpering thing with his head in his arms and tears worn out.
"... no... I... no...!... from this country, I will not leave... this unclean desire to my beloved people..."
As if something had broken down, his words would be zero with tears. Dirty desire, I didn't know what that meant. I rubbed his back crying and encouraged him to continue. Master Leon couldn't even shake his body a little to it. No, he whined and still gradually spinned his words out again. "I can't," he said. Finally, cut the clear words.
"... I have loved you... and I have turned my people... to this dirty desire, to this kind of..." approval desire "," self-love... "monopoly desire", etc. against the people... don't be king. "
"Where do you have such desires?
Again my words truncated his story.
His words stopped, telling his cheeks only as much as the tears overflowed.
He is making some mistake. With that certainty in my chest, I wrapped his hands together again and squeezed them tight. tangle his own fingers to him to warm his cold cut fingertips.
"Your desires are nothing dirty. To whom do you want to be recognized?... it would be to the people.
I can put my strength into one finger at a time holding his hand so as to ascertain the feel of his trembling fingertips. The moment I heard my words, there was strength in his fingers.
"What is the sin of wanting to be recognized as king by the people and wanting to be king by the people?"
He's wrong.
He's not dirty.
The only hope he ever lived in that heart, having even played the way someone wanted him to.
How long before it is noble as a king?
"When did you love yourself? You who have always loved, touched and inclined the people. Or… were you immersed in joy in your appearance in contact with the people?
Master Leon shakes his neck to the side violently with his tearful eyes. Yes, I do. That he is not such a person.
Who loved the people of his country more than anyone else, above all else.
That's why I'm so sick of that trick from pride.
And never again did I sink into the deep bottom without a face to match our nation's people.
"What is" exclusive appetite? Did you want to be loved by the people yourself, not by anyone else? That must be natural. "
Grab hold of his face with both hands and peek firmly into his wet eyes from close range. I can see the eyes that were so dark, gradually becoming clearer.
And I gave him a strong voice again.
"You love the people so much! Love, love, love."
Also, tears began to overflow from his eyes, which were supposed to have stopped. In an attempt to spin something, my lips, my teeth began to tremble.
"It's not about monopoly greed or anything. You have even devoted yourself many times to the well-being of your people, and that is why you wanted to be loved. And even if you are not loved by the people… you are still a noble man who can continue to sharpen yourself for the people.
In the game world he continued to stay in the kingdom of Friesia as the fiancé of Pride, the subject of fear. Under the object of fear and rejection, which you should want to escape most. Every day, in a life of broken hearts as she continued to abuse me... and still endured. It's not because I had no other place of my own besides there.
In order not to break the alliance between my beloved country and the Kingdom of Friesia.
To protect my country from the threat of the kingdom of Friesia, which has become a terrible dictatorship due to the suppression of pride.
He dared choose to succeed in his pride toy to keep defending his country.
Even if your heart breaks and you don't even get out of the room, all the time.
... I held my hand back. There was strength in his hand. A mouth desperately trying to move quietly purified the words.
"My... this... is... not filthy...?
The colour of joy dwells in his eyes for the first time. I nod strongly at the light of that eye, which is also visible in hope.
"That's right. You can ask for more. Your noble heart will surely invite you to the right path.
At that moment his crying face distorted like a toddler again, pulling my hand and now it is with those two hands that he held me strong. Love me the way I've always been. It's not the way to hold me. I grabbed as much power as I could and felt the strength of my strong arms. He hugs me even harder, naturally and weighing in on him unexpectedly. Gyu, and along with the sound of the cloth being tightened, he buried his face on my shoulder and quietly exhaled his thoughts.
"Leave the kingdom of Anemone... I don't want to leave..."
It was heartfelt, words.
Quiet, and a torn, sad voice echoed into the room over my shoulder.
It's like, to that voice, which has the intensity of producing a voice. Now I've made my body hard. Even in it, he started spinning words.
"Traded... on track...! Keep gathering lots of supplies and I'm sure this country will be rich...! A child from the city... told me that he wanted to be a merchant collecting products from all over the world in the future..."
Master Leon raises his voice as he grossly whimpers. Words continue to overflow the desire I've ever had a lid on.
"A family of farmers out of town... said they had successfully cultivated a new crop... laughed a month ago...! He wanted me to eat someday... and... he told me..."
His, true love, desire, cannot stop.
"The last time I went on an inspection under the castle... a woman gave me a baby...! I,... I,... gave it a name...... told me to grow up to be a kind person like me...!
The more my fingers ate into my back, the more force I applied.
It's not just love on the upper side like you've whispered to me before. Intense affection, coming from the depths of your body.
"Even if my bad reviews spread down to the castle...! Everyone, everyone, everyone..." I believe "took it... and laughed at me the same..."
His bad reviews spread by his younger brothers and even from senior to intermediate levels. He was so loved, admired, and trusted by every one of his people that he did not take it for a thing. … until the incident of drunkenness was exposed to the eyes of many people in the tavern and spread from its mouth.
"I love you... this country."
There's no reason to take the place. That's how I scream, trembling and crying him out, holding him back from me too. Whimpering repeatedly, coughing over and over, even holding him in this chest until he calms down.
Even in the meantime, in tears, he continued to speak even of the prospects of this country, of the lives of his own people. Every now and again, screaming "I like the people" and "I don't want to leave".
"That's the truth about you.
Hold him tight and bury his face on that shoulder from me too. I closed my eyes and felt his temperature and my blue hair gently hit my face.
A prince who loved his country more than anyone else.
If Tiara hadn't gone to Leon Route, in the ending he would have given the king's throne to the other attackers and he would have returned to his country.
And if he went to Leonrut, he merged the kingdoms of Anemone and Friesia with Tiara, and led the country together to peace as kings and brothers of both nations.
After learning about his love for his own country, which was revealed in Leon Route, I honestly didn't know which was really his happiness. Because the kingdom of Anemone, which he has protected and loved, has virtually become an annex to the kingdom of Friesia.
... so.
"Dear Leon. So I...
He's not the only one. I breathed in so that everyone in this room could hear me. Slowly I pull him apart with my own hand holding him, and I catch him in this eye whimpering and still ringing his throat.
"I've come all this way to get all of it back to you.
His country, his pride, his credibility, his happiness.
... and the future of this country.
"Let's go together. It comes with us. If you are willing to grab my hand..."
Stand up on the spot and reach out to him. He looked up at me with that face wet with tears. With those eyes in sight, I hereby declare. To express my determination to everyone present here when I myself resist his fate.
"I will make you happy."
Finally, his tears stopped as a large grain of tears overflowed.
With his mouth open powerless, his eyes looking up at me glowed as if he had any hope, and now it was time to extend his arm to my hand… grabbed it.
Accommodate yourself in the back of your eyes with certainty.