"Oh, Mother."
After Arthur left, the moment the door was closed, Style again raved his voice like he had cut a weir.
"Why?" He stopped you as a result! If he wasn't here, he would have made contact with Prince Adam, or a knight. "
"His will. That's why, Style.
Rosa tells her to block out the style that will exfoliate her feelings.
It was Arthur's personal will that caused Pride to be injured. I know that, and Style ate and tied his teeth. But why is the suspension still suddenly overflowing into Rosa's throat? Albert, who had now been silent for so long, opened his mouth to a style stuck in words that he didn't know which to let go of.
"Your Majesty.... if you have any predictions.
Vest also stared at Rosa, asking Albert so with no less certainty. Jill Bale, who was in agreement with Stayle as to his feelings, also took a breath and waited for an answer.
Rosa whispers her mouth small as she puts a cheek wand on the throne's handrail. Then he closed his eyes quietly to snort,... and said nothing more.
Style also perceives that silence is the answer, making him unable to say anything. The Queen's silence also means that she will not allow the pursuit any further.
"As for him, … I will report to the Knights Commander later from me. Regarding the reasons for the disposition, is it now advisable in the direction of secrecy…?
Rosa nodded again at Jilbel's words, saying that there could be information leaks and misunderstandings.
"I'll take care of it," he ordered to everyone after a word. "That's it for this story," he ended. While eating and tying one's teeth, Vest called out "Steel" to the style that stared at the door to chase away a friend from now on.
"... than that. Now, what should we do with the future Pride and Radiya Empire?
To the words of Vest, hold your fist so that you can indulge.
"Yes......!," he squeezed out, turning his back on the door again. Turn to Rosa and join the agenda.
Now treating Pride with injuries to his right hand. Treatment had already been given when the report arrived to Rosa by a physician with special abilities called by Arthur.
I will definitely repeat my escape again tomorrow because if I remain at rest for a day, I will be fully healed. What to do with pride in the meantime. And what to do with Adam.
There are only a few bad things about the Radiya Empire until the contract is reissued. Torture is also possible, but it was also true that they are still at high risk with uncertainty about the charges. There's only one way to get rid of Pride, either by imprisoning her or Radiya, or by asking for the Knights' help.
Rosa opened her mouth small as she closed her eyes with her cheek cane on and asked for confirmation of the status quo
"I have an idea..."
... Kuh, Style raised his voice before.
Before blocking Rosa's words, and at the foresight, the words are released. With her face dyed red with impudence and anger towards herself, Stayle, glowing her pitch-black eyes, looked up at Rosa sitting on the throne from the spot.
"Heh... it's against the laws of my country, but... I think it's a very... sensible way. … at least, the possibility of…… spreading……………………………………"
Vest frowned at the fact that the style was unusual and continued to have a fire on his head.
Jill Bale staring at it silently herself, honestly still couldn't hide the upset. Unlike the style that made my head hot, I could understand that Rosa would have some idea and disposed of it. But still, Arthur's knight stripping stuffed his chest. Starting with pride, staying, and finally even Arthur. I waited for Style's words as my fingernails clenched their fists to the point where my benefactor was standing in one predicament after another.
"Please forgive me, Mother………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"
Rosa urged the continuation to the style that scorches her eyes as she desperately holds back her inner anger.
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Knight Commander's Office.
Roderick exposed his consternation in that room, where he and his deputy chief Clark, the chief of the Knights, and Arthur were the only ones.
The sudden departure during the exercise was also coming from Harrison in Roderick's ear shortly after Arthur left. He had also heard that Stayle had come to get Arthur from the knights on his side.
Something happened to Master Pride, no, but those two are friends, right? But all sorts of speculation and rumors had already flown within the Knights that I had never seen Mr. Stayle like that before. Roderick also embarrassed the knights to be solemn about the bad rumors, but it was just like them that cared.
Returning from the direction of Wang Jiu, Arthur came to report straight to Roderick as he was in armor. "I have something to report to you now," he said. I can't talk on this occasion, so Arthur, who invited me with Clark to the Knights Chief's office, told me pale.
temporary deprivation and indefinite prudential disposition of the title of his knight captain as well as knight.
As a knight, it was a report that he was given considerable severe punishment.
Besides, Arthur spoke of it as pale as any other HR. "I think we officially have a life expectancy from the royal family for more information," he said. "I'm so sorry," he still kept his head deeply bowed.
"Yes... what the hell happened, Arthur...?
"I'm sorry, I can't say.
Even to Clark's words, Arthur, who breaks without hesitation, did not yet try to lift his head.
As I immediately guessed, "Master Pride...? asked," Arthur's answer was the same.
……… … inconvenience, I will call you.
The two of them, who were once again released with words of apology, could not find words.
The title is "Though temporary deprivation, prudence is indefinite. In fact, dismissal is not an exaggeration. Because in the current situation, where we don't know when prudence can be solved, it can be permanent if we are bad.
"... a question, if you can answer it, Arthur.
With his arms together, Arthur raised his lowered head only a few centimeters to the low Roderick voice that could be quietly applied. "Yes......" the words were thrown after a long sigh if returned with a voice that had gotten a little smaller.
"... you think this disposition is legitimate? Judge by your own deeds and answer your opinions.
Arthur bowed his head again after a few beats of silence to Roderick's question, which I think would change both his mind and his mind if something were wrongful.
"I think.... That's all I did, I offended myself.
There was no room for excuses, and Arthur returned them to it with a calm voice.
It was also a response after I was prepared to be beaten by my father or Clark on this occasion. Clark also looked bitter and compared the two to Roderick, who could quietly put his strength at the fingertips of putting his arms around Arthur's words.
Well, Roderick, returning a short, flat voice, kept asking again, "If."
"Do you regret it? Or do you admit you were wrong?... an act of shame as a knight.
A sharp eye, along with a voice that kills emotions, throws him into Arthur's lowered head. Then Arthur slowly raised his head and stared back at Roderick with his upright back.
"I have no regrets. That was the best thing I could do then.... I've decided what I can do as a knight, as a result.
In response to Arthur, who told him without hiding, Roderick continued to look him in the eye without saying anything.
I kept peeking for dozens of seconds into the same deep pale eyes as myself without stray or cloudy, without blinking, and finally exhaled.
"... the knights will be officially notified of the disposition before reporting. If the disposition has already been handed down, I can't have you in the exercise anymore.... Back off.
Yes. And Arthur, bowing his head again to Roderick's words, turned his back toward the door. Walk to the door early, just before you hang your hand and open it
"Father.... sorry.
Arthur, whining small with his back turned, opened the door at once. "Excuse me!" He raised his voice and now lowered his head and closed the door without even looking at both of them.
Tah, tah, and checked the footsteps leaving the place, and after being far away, Roderick held his head with one hand and dropped.
".................. Roderick......
With such a heavy voice color that it seems to reach the ground, Clark now arms up. He exhaled again, too, keeping his back pointed at the closed door.
If he had committed something unacceptable, Arthur would undoubtedly admit he regretted it. Nonetheless, there was not a single thing about it. It bothered my mind what the hell kind of things I would get an answer like that if I did. But when I multiplied the stick in the corner of my head with solid information about pride, I thought the contour flashed, and Clark consciously tied his mouth together. With the certainty that Roderick would hold his head with both hands if he said this.
"Oh.... but... not if you're depressed now.... Perhaps the situation in Wangju is getting worse.
Holding down the inner depths of what was supposed to be the most mournful feeling, Roderick told himself that in a low voice as well. "Right," she nodded herself to Clark's affirmation, putting her right elbow with her head on her side desk.
"Besides,... Arthur's prudence affects the knights greatly...
We have to stick together. and still returns a word to Roderick, who made it into words to tell himself.
Without two eyes, Arthur is an excellent knight.
Moreover, he overlapped with the unusual birth, the Kingsguard Knight of Pride, and the Captain of the Eighth Corps of Strength Supremacy, so much adored by those with long knight experience, and furthermore more knights with admiration and respect for Arthur. Few recruits have already aspired to be knights like Arthur.
The disposition of Arthur, who is such an admirer, can also be described as severe punishment. There was no doubt that the unrest would spread to the Knights in no small part. The knights have finally regained their composure in the unknown state of pride, which is also the admiration of the Knights as a whole. That's where this is going. Consider that in Arthur's absence, which has no thin relationship with Pride, there will be no knight who thinks nothing of its relevance.
"Please, Clark... I can't be seen...
Even if his father, Roderick, hears disturbing rumors about Arthur, the disturbance can spread even further. I don't think any of them would rattle about that to the Knights, but I originally entrusted it to Clark in case. "I don't think I have to worry about that......" Clark snorted as well, whining.
"Well, but". I dare you to care for Roderick. Continue the words as I came up with them in a bright tone.
"Let's keep an eye on Harrison, too.... I'm sure he'll miss you too.
Since a few months ago, there's no way Harrison, who even started taking meals with Arthur, isn't upset about Arthur's disposition. With that in mind, Roderick nodded this time.
"But......
Secondly, Roderick reminds himself of Harrison, who came to report Arthur's departure from the exercise. wrinkled between his brows as he tightly assembled his arms.
"... perhaps Harrison also has an idea. Ever since Arthur left me his uniform.
……………
Clark replied in silence this time to Roderick's low voice.
In fact, Roderick and the others had felt slightly disturbed since they saw Arthur's uniform, which Harrison was holding when he came to report.
Why did you bother keeping the uniforms that you basically always wear or carry with you during the Knights exercise? It was as if I had avoided going there myself as a knight.
And this severe punishment.
"... I could hide something from my wife again...
Clark slapped his shoulder silently at Roderick, who leaned down as he scratched his head galloping to distraction.
We believed in him more than Arthur's eyes, who accepted the disposition, and told ourselves time and again that we now had no choice but to stand firm.
More as a father, as one who binds the Knights of the Kingdom................ now.