"Thank you for waiting, Mother.
After we reunited with Leon, we returned to the main unit on the momentary move of the Style.
I have too much crying and heavy eyelids. I rub my eyes with my fingers about the discomfort of my eyes and the narrowness of my vision, even though my head knows that if I rub it, it will be unnecessarily frivolous.
Mart, the knight who was outside the room, came to tell us about the call from the main unit just as the Knights of Anemone arrived at the ambulance building to escort Leon.
On leaving, Leon, who gently hung my hair in his ear, laughed bitterly, "Don't cry again when you see them". His eyes swollen with tears were seeping again as soon as he said it himself.
Apparently, the Knights of Anemone continued to give priority to aid to Freesia until the end of the recapture battle as Leon had instructed them to do before joining the war.... which means that they could have come to Leon
"Earlier, reports came in from various formations via correspondents. It is the complete domination of the Radical Imperial Army, the victory of our country.
My mother, who laughs gracefully at me for saying so, was already the face of the queen.
To my mother's words, I stroke my breasts and those of Steele down. For a moment, I was too relieved and my legs were about to break, but as soon as I did, Captain Column supported me from behind. Style told me if I should let you have a chair, but I say no. I can't let alone the cause.
Seems he finished talking to his mother. Cedric and Tiara also handed out worrying glances from the spot. It's okay, I just gave it back to you with a laugh... but I knew we both didn't look great. Maybe you're not the only reason you're worried about me. I have some idea what your mother and I talked about.
From the moment we arrived on the move, Tiara had a thought-provoking look with her hands squeezed tightly in front of her chest, and Cedric's expression was dark as she worried about that Tiara, her eyes shaking slightly as if she hadn't tidied her head somewhere yet.
In the corner of the hall, there was also the figure of Arthur. Arthur, who was kneeling away from us and the Knights, was in the front of the mothers sitting on the throne.... My spine froze as soon as I noticed it in an arrangement like when I was to be judged.
According to reports by the Knights Commander and Chancellor Gilbert, the damage to our country is nothing but damage to buildings. There were no dead from the kingdom of Anemone or from our country. They don't even have any serious injuries.
All Radiian Imperial forces taken prisoner at the National Gate and in the country have also completed their detention. While the removal of debris from the torture tower was still time consuming, there were no biological reactions under the debris, at least as far as temperature-sensitive special abilities confirmed. With Adam and his men judged dead, the capturing general and chief of staff also apparently showed complete surrender.
By doing so, my country will officially issue a letter to the Emperor from the Radiian Imperial Army to come to the conclusion of a treaty that will formally include penalties, fines and the return of prisoners for violating the peace and winning or losing. … with a warning that if it does not come by the designated date, it will be resolved peacefully, that it will now board the country from our country without returning the prisoners.
As soon as I heard it, Stayle said, "Well, I'll send it to you tomorrow." I shook my shoulders unexpectedly at the style that showed my chest and was releasing a burning black hegemony from my whole body. Immediately afterwards, Uncle Vest continued, "Then the specified date will be in a month". It's exactly one way from the Radian Empire to our country.
"When it comes to the recall of the people, let us issue Decree No. The victory of our country, and.... Pride.
After snorted at Style's words, my mother threw her gaze at me. If you look back correctly with your posture as you return the words, a soft glance returns from your mother in the face of the queen.
"... the same about your recovery. Let us also send out letters to the countries that invited us to Tiara's birthday. The First Princess safely took it off of her sickness.
At first, I didn't know what it meant.
Uncle Vest explained to me that he was thinking of meaning in his head without being able to respond with his mouth open.
According to the story, I was supposed to be caged in a castle with "acute illness" long after I fell at Tiara's birthday. He was turning me that way to everything at home and abroad except some of it.
In fact, it's not a total lie because it depended on Adam's special abilities, but... I mean, if you think you've been worrying about a lot of people for the last two months, your blood draws and you're overflowing with cold sweat. At the same time, I understood that my rampage was not known, and sadly now it was time for my knees to laugh and get into the spot. It's the guilt of what kept me worried and the self-centered relief. I lost my balance when I thought that the alliances I had met, the nations of peace and the people still had to know about my royal stains (my failures).
Really, I wonder how much my mothers kept giving up on me for all that ugliness. I would have thought old me to cover it up because it's a disgrace to the country... but now, I sincerely think otherwise.
The Kingsguard knights and Style call me in this time without support.
Dear Sister Pride, called, I managed to answer but didn't even follow my expression. Tiara and Cedric also rushed up to me, and Arthur was looking back at me with his body wide from kneeling. It really pains me that I was protected by the many eyes that worry me.
Of course, though that's not why there's no punishment whatsoever.
Still too much. I don't care what happens to me if the people don't have to be disappointed in the royalty.
I apologize, and my mother laughed, "I don't mind," and moved her gaze from me to the front.
"Arthur Beresford."
The quiet but resounding voice shook my skin with a tingle.
Arthur also looks back at me, his shoulders heavily up and down, and turns back toward his mother. Yes, my voice flipped slightly as I returned it. He looked up at his mother on his knees, and his tensed spine could clearly see the colour of the tension even from behind.
Her mother slowly lifted her hips off the throne after staring at Arthur's face with a still laugh. Originally, the thin mother looked unnecessarily overwhelmed by Adam's special abilities over the past few days, but the majesty remained intact.
My father gave me a gentle hand in walking every step of the way to Arthur with certain footsteps. Still, the Chivalry Chiefs, who watched as well as Arthur, ran nervous at the appearance of their mother, who walked without any more flutter.
Arthur's mother, who has stood so far, gazes into Arthur as she kneels.
"I heard about your good fight earlier from Jill Bale.... Again, your determination hasn't changed.
Arthur lowered his head deeply after he rang his throat at at the words of his mother, who said so and drowned and laughed.
I gave it back in one voice, but it was mostly rubbing up. My mother, who puts me down and proceeds without knowing what she's talking about, closed her eyes and laughed without sound.
"... My daughter, I sincerely thank you for presenting yourself for your pride. Thanks to you, I also learned of the invasion from the Radian Empire, and the Knights were able to avoid interception and damage to the people.
No, I didn't. I hear a voice from Arthur clogging his words small.
Style stares at Arthur as he fears praise from his mother, the queen. "Take it because it's good," she just said. Her pitch-black eyes shine sharply.
"You served in the suppression and escort of pride, which had been manipulated in secrecy under my direction, the Queen, and you took full charge of it....... Later, let's give it another prize and medal.
"What…………………………"
I'll leave the details to Jill Bale. There was an overlap between her mother and Arthur's unexpected voice.
The Knights chiefs look surprised and their eyes are round. I also heard a number of breathtaking sounds from the Kingsguard knights from behind me. Contrary to that, Style was losing his shoulder strength like he stroked his chest down relieved. Though I don't know the details yet,... maybe we'll talk about exempting Arthur from violations.
If what Arthur did was not arbitrary, but a top-secret instruction from the Queen, there would be no problem. Even more so, Chancellor Gilbert will surely create a reason for everyone to be convinced.
On that evidence, Chancellor Gilbert, who bowed his head "at your disposal" for instructions from his mother, grinned. Then, as Arthur panicked, he objected with a voice desperately suppressed because he was in front of the queen, "Eh... Eh, I am..." Maybe I meant Arthur, so I was officially going to take proper punishment.
"Thank you very much for your concern. But it's all my own discretion."
"Return the title of the Kingsguard Knight of Pride, as well as the Knight, as soon as you wish.
………………………………
Arthur was silenced in an instant by her mother's words.
Style laughed ridiculously at Arthur, who lost his words, solidifying himself to the edge of his body.
Though I was not the first to know that I had been confiscated from the story of the return of the knight's title.
If I accidentally looked back and threw my gaze at him for an explanation, Captain Column, Captain Alan and Deputy Eric were both grinning bitterly at me. Only Deputy Harrison shines his eyes purple toward Arthur and his mother.
"... Ah, Rikoto... Thank you, I'll take it. …………….
Arthur bows his head as he shivers his shoulders, as he is still grinding.
The vice president was silently loose in his mouth as he saw it and gave a harrowing look as the chief of the knights dared to put his strength into his face. I think maybe the Knights Commander just doesn't want to be on the table either. The heart is the same as the Deputy Commander. Only Arthur's voice shrivels like a bitter decision.
Then my mother dropped her hips gracefully. I fall in love with the elegance of that behavior as if every single one of them were magical. He reached straight in and gently touched Arthur's cheek with his head down.
"Everyone in this room admits that you, as the Knight of Pride, kept fighting without regard for yourself. Tighten your chest. All the people will praise you.
As soon as I heard the last word, an unusual tension ran from Arthur with his face up.
It wasn't just Arthur, the sound of everyone on this scene breathing made the hall noise just for a moment. I open my eyes to Style to what the sayin 'queen said.
No way, it is. Even without words, everyone already understands the weight of the Queen's words and their meaning. I don't mean to be explicit, but I guess that's what I'm talking about from earlier.
It is not difficult to imagine what the scale of the medal ceremony to be awarded to Arthur would be. It would not be a "degree" award ceremony held in front of at least a few spectators and knights.
The Knights Commander and Deputy Commander were also so open that their eyes seemed to roll. Father and Uncle Vest already knew, they were as calm as they had expected, but Chancellor Gilbert seemed very happy. The light-water eyes I laughed at are softly emitting light.
"Yikes...... ah, of"
It seems Arthur tried to say something again. I heard a little noise pounding, but it wasn't even a word anymore.
I can even imagine from behind that he's puffing his mouth. When Mother gave it back with a grin like a rose, she woke her body from Arthur and twirled her back to the throne. Arthur, who was left behind, is completely stoned.... Yeah, I can't even do it.