"It's from my country. His Majesty the King heard of the distractions and with the help of this one. I don't even know my mother's special abilities. Please keep this a secret.
Oh, my God, and King Lance is surprised to thank Arthur again this time. A special abilities person is a tremendous thing, twisting one's neck as he murmurs.
"But... why am I distracted...?
If you ask, he doesn't have any memories either. I was worried about what to do after the Kingdom of Copelandi told me to shorten the deadline, from which I said my memory was puzzled and interrupted. Well, he was already in a whirlpool of stress, and suddenly he's crazy, I guess there's nothing there.
But even if Arthur's ability allows him to get back to his sanity, it's a little strange that he's neatly back to normal so far. Once you get back to sanity and enough to talk to Cedric, you'll know the Friesian reinforcements. Though I thought...
On the contrary, I don't even show a bare gesture of frenzy again, even if I wake up and then get confused. Rather, I understand the situation quickly, and from there, I keep up with it brilliantly.
Did you think Arthur's special abilities would even remove that kind of stress and some of his memories and stabilize him?... No, then Chancellor Gilbert, who would have exchanged hands with Arthur four years ago at a post-episode celebration, would never have made such an outrage. I wasn't even familiar with the detailed definition of "sickness" in my previous life, and although I'm not sure because it's not even finely classified in this world, once I regain my sanity, is it something that will bring me back to this point perfectly? Though I didn't think it would be strange to lose your sanity just as soon as the root cause didn't work out.
Plus in the game, the current situation plus, why did this happen before I should have gone mad because Friesia betrayed me? Was it also a more shocking event than being betrayed by Freesia? Or, like, just making sure Cedric's home and he's stable? No, but even if it's like that now...
Besides, it's uncomfortable that the game and timing are different. Even before, I had never deviated from the Knights raid, Maria's day of death, or the day Leon could fall.
"I don't know, as much as I'd like to hear.
Cedric, finally freed from King Lance's hand, stares at his brother as he trims his own hair. Keep your arms together. "I worried about Fergus and Dario and everyone else, apologize later properly," I said to King Lance, "I don't want you alone, Prince Wanderer." It was said back.
"Anyway, it would be comforting if we could use the help of the Kingdom of Friesia. I will speak to the kingdom of Chinensis directly from me even early tomorrow morning. What do you allow with unilateral alliance breaking, etc.?... I will not end the United Kingdom of Hanazoo.
I also nod strongly at the words of King Lance, who was slowly told. Exactly. Even I would never forgive that.
"Yeah, I hope so too. Four days from now, you will be on your way to reinforcements with our Knights. Please, be prepared by then.
Including your health. Yes, I added, the king bowed his head deeply again. Though my cheeks and arms are swollen, it makes me feel like I don't have to worry because of the hegemony that springs from all over my body. Nevertheless...
It was really good that the King was in "this much" condition.
There was no painting of King Lance in the game, it was just a performance of his voice. A year later, at the start of the game, Cedric's mouth said, "It's no longer just bone and skin condition". Though on Cedric Route there was a performance of King Lance waking up in the last at your convenience.
King Lance is a little overwhelmed right now, but he's physically fit and healthy, and he's powerful enough to bash Cedric with one arm. This will be fully recovered in four days.
"Pride, His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style.
Called his first name, he looked back and Cedric shriveled his eyes a little and looked at me. What? He looked away from me a little hard to say when asked, and then turned straight again.
"... thank you. From what, I can't get my head up.
After a quiet lurking voice, Cedric bowed his head deep from himself to us. Jarrah and his ornaments make noise again.
"... one thing, could it be good?
Ask Cedric softly with his head down. I looked up a little surprised, and a short reply came back as to what.
"Four days later, during the visit of our Knights to the Kingdom of Sursis. … gives you a challenge.
I feel my voice, which I tell quietly, is slightly lower. Cedric raised his face to meet it and replied "Say anything" as he tightened his neat face. The style that was watching us on the side is also pointing to stab that gaze with a hard expression.
I make a little build-up and then I grab Cedric's shoulder with both hands. Gashy put his strength into his fingertips and stared firmly into his burning eyes. Don't let them think what I'm about to say is a joke.
Cedric's shoulders went up and down wide and his face stretched out all at once. Naturally because you have been yelled at or defeated by me in the same way before. I breathe with great care so that my voice does not leak out of the room, and I say it clearly.
"Study..."
……… … ... whats... xx "
Cedric frowns in the way that my words don't make sense. His face was stiffened with a strong expression. To him I don't understand, I overlap words.
"Learn all that knowledge about defensive warfare from now on in the madness of death. Tactics, weapons, traps, whatever. Learn it anyway. There is no chance that the Second Prince will ever need your help."
I wrap my breath around Cedric so little time is spared. The power of his face gradually fell out, and he scolded him with a surprised look, "It's... prediction or..." so he said, "It's common sense before that." I don't know what outrage he'll be in on the battlefield again right now. It's a level where you can't help but yell, "Don't do anything" because there's no way you can do something with three or four days of study. Just that he would. Because I can say so with certainty.
I said, "And your brother... listen to His Majesty the King!" That's good. "She nodded," Okay... "although she still didn't know why.
He scolded the second prince in front of him, and when he turned his eyes to see if King Lance was not offended, he was letting his eyes pat round like he was so surprised.... I don't seem angry, but I might have been pulled off a little. If the First Princess is so abusive, she's decided to pull. I hurried and apologized to the king, but still my eyes are round as I said, "No, this is me..."... I'm getting a little embarrassed.
"Now it's time for us to excuse ourselves. Go ahead, overlap. Keep a secret about tonight.
Style either noticed my crisis or turned me off with a distraction. Keep your hands on me and Arthur, who waited a step away from us. It was then.
"! Wait.
Cedric stepped out to Arthur like he was in a bit of a panic. Arthur retreats about a half step after being suddenly popped out by Cedric on top of his narrow vision. Still, Cedric didn't mind. As he approached Arthur's eyes, he shook Arthur's hands with his own hands, looking hasty.
"Thank you so much this time. I don't know who it is... but is this hand still a man's? I thought my back length was pretty high, too. Well, whatever. You saved my brother. If you need anything in the future, don't hesitate to ask me. I'll put you under my direct command if you want.
I get a headache on the way to Cedric talking to Arthur over the rope with a quick, hard mouth. No, the man is my Kingsguard knight, though.
Even though you don't know who you are, why are you scouting lightly in front of the First Princess? Arthur's special abilities dictate that every country wants it. He said he was hiding who he was to prevent it.
The style is grinning a little funny next to me. Even more so, he looked back and said, "It's okay, because this is the better one yet," so the king was shaking his shoulder with his head in his arms. Completely angry. An apology overflowed from his chewed teeth, "I'm so... sorry..." Maybe he would have totally yelled if it was a good situation to speak up.
Cedric's onslaught continues in the meantime.
"I'm sorry you're not a woman. If you were a woman, you could have made my wife feel better. But I really appreciate it. I can't call my name by looking directly into my eyes...! That's right."
Cedric, who remained holding Arthur's hand so strongly that he could tell even over the robe, suddenly loosened it as he had come up with it. Even as Arthur, finally freed, retreated one step further, Cedric pulled out two gold rings at a time that were embedded in his right middle finger in a way he didn't care at all.
When I was forced to grab Arthur's hand, which could remain wolfish, I forced him to hold the ring in his hand.
"Not much to thank you for, but I want you to. I'll let you have as much after this battle if you have to. I can do whatever you want to repay this favor. Be sure to come back to my country."
Boss! and.
Suddenly a pillow crashed into Cedric's back of the head. Looking back, it was just after King Lance unleashed the pillow that was on his back.
"Come on, Cedric. Don't expose yourself to any more extra shame.
The king bright red his face and wrinkles between his brows as he desperately suppresses his desire to yell. Plus he apologized to me and Style again. It makes me apologize so overlapping, and the king is a little pitiful.
"What do you mean, sincere, sincere, thank you no more. ⁉"
Cedric held his head down and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a freesian royalty from my back length!," he let go. I don't know what to do, I want to stick around a lot.
Still, as soon as I tried to thank Arthur and pull as the king told me, this time Arthur grabbed my arm the other way around. I'm desperately trying to get the ring back to Cedric in my hand. "I can't have this!" he says from gestures and above all from his whole body. But that's not even Cedric pulling me off.
"No, take it. The truth is that even this… giving my two fingers is enough. If this was disrespectful, let's apologize. But... that's all I can do right now.
I put one hand on Arthur's hand trying to return the ring and let him down quietly. He had a slightly more complicated grin and would not have looked like Arthur over the robe, but it seemed to convey enough with its quiet voice color.
"... Thank you very much in the name of Cedric Silva Lowell. Unnamed Savior Hall.
Small, Cedric did whisper so in his best lurking voice of the day.
Turning his back on the blinding Arthur, this time he bowed his head toward me and Stayle.
"Pride, His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.... I want to be sure to officially thank you when it's all over.
I caught the back of my throat a little bit on Cedric showing my sincere gratitude.
The truth is, as of yesterday, when the writ arrived at him, he could have been rushed to the king's room if he had asked Style and Arthur.
Even if not, the special ability to heal the styles and diseases. And I might have been able to calm down a little more if I'd told you about the Knights' advance troops.... but I didn't say.
Until an alliance is decided, we cannot talk about the special abilities of our country without darkness. It's a decision in case of a possible trap or espionage.... even though I knew the truth about his country properly.
So I was with him last night.
He was not informed of anything, he knew nothing about the prospects after this, just time passed, I'm sure he would not have felt alive.
"I'm sorry. I swallowed the words and nodded silently in gratitude from him. It is cowardly of me to say it on this occasion now. No matter how you look at it, saying it on the occasion he has to forgive doesn't make it a real apology.
So I show in action instead.
"... in four days, I will definitely come. To protect our allies..." the United Kingdom of Hanazoo.
To my words, now King Lance also opened his eyes and bowed his head.
As a token of our gratitude, Style took my hand and Arthur's.
Vision switches in an instant and moves in an instant.
Shortly before my vision switched, Cedric's burning eyes were pointed straight at me.