"I'm sorry I disturbed you yesterday. Because it's okay now.
Apologize not only to the Vals who fell in front of you, but also to Leon, who would have listened to the reward.
Then, contrary to Val, who merely raised a single eyebrow, Leon turned his body to the front and returned it with a smooth grin.
"I'm glad you look good.... but don't push it too hard.
Easily embarrassed of her pride, she still laughs cheerfully in front of me and I'm not happy to see her. Yeah, to the pride smile of softly saying thank you. That's all Leon got his chest warmed up.
As Alan and Eric lined up the chair next to Leon, they went up to Val's bed directly, not the chair, as Cefek and Chemetho gave way to the seat across the street. Pride next to Leon, Style. And Tiara and Cedric lined up in the seat across the street, each lowering their hips.
Behind the pride, Alan and Eric refrain, and Val, completely surrounded by royalty and knights, is uncomfortable. If Pride spoke to Cefek and Chemetho sitting in bed, "I'm glad you're both feeling better," a bright reply came back from both of us. Only Val, sandwiched between them, stares at them with a face like he chewed up a bitter bug. I think you should at least do it without pinching me. On top of that...
"Lord Val, as much as I'm glad to hear you're awake. I really appreciate it this time. If you can't stay..."
I feel bad for Cedric, who not only has golden hair, but brightens up to his eyes and compliments him.
I don't want to get involved with Cedric any more, even though Leon is all I have. I hauled it with Tiara and Leon, but I wouldn't be able to thank you for it on my own.
Before Cedric finished his story, Cedric dropped his head, "I'm sorry…" a little complicated when he blocked him from "getting involved with me on the golden wheel". Val, who looks creepy about a royalty who sets up a special victory over herself, can't help but want to apologize for seeing him on this occasion right now.
"The doctor's story is about taking care of it for about three weeks. Say what you need. Let's arrange anything but booze.
Tell me about the reward you talked about yesterday if you can think of any hope.
Still a little grumpy, Style put his arms together to show the Val and the others his utmost gratitude. With the wand hanging on the shelf, I turn to Cefek and Chemetho, who line up with Val, who looks fed up in bed.
"Anything."
"Me! I want a new knife!
I am clothed, and the two of them who raise their hopes one after the other shine their eyes. While he remembers what they want by ear, Stayle stares at Val wondering if he is rewarding them for the delivery properly. "You must want something other than booze and gold," replied Val, just tongue-in-cheek.
Gold itself, there's still plenty in the cloth bag that I left in Leon's room in the kingdom of Anemone. It was just that Sefek and Chemetho had a lot to want if they could get it. The most important expense for them too is the cost of food.
At some point it was unpleasant for Val to find himself at the centre of that soothing. I also seriously think about collapsing the ambulance on this occasion.
If you turn your face against it properly, you'll see Leon smiling so smoothly at yourself. Val wrinkled between his eyebrows at Leon's grin, which I just think makes a fool of herself right now. And I remember what I tried to say earlier, and I laugh... niggly.
As Leon rounded his eyes properly to the unexpected reaction, Val slowly walked over the bed with his bad grin intact. With a cheek wand on his knees, he peeks into the pride of sitting next to him with a nigga laughing.
"Oh, hey, Lord. Leon and I were having fun during the recapture, weren't we?
Pride twisted his neck to Val's words.
Val, with Niyaniya and an unpleasant grin, even seemed to enjoy that pride trick. Contrary to that, there is a wrinkle between the eyebrows of the styles and the columns in the word during the recapture war. That means when pride is being eroded by madness.
If you come this far and offend Val, who steams back the unpleasant, Leon says, "What are you talking about?," he asked, not knowing.
Pride also wondered if he was talking about killing Leon, but figured out a little bit why Val was bringing it up right now. After all, I recall that I am in a position to be blamed.
"... what are you talking about? Although I don't seem to remember you or Prince Leon.
Style's low voice releases to Val.
Sefek and Chemetho shook their shoulders before Val in that voice that wrapped and unleashed a black hegemony on the verses of the word. Turn your body in the direction of the style in an attempt to protect Val.
Val then silently blocked Chemetho's ears turning his back on himself. Laughing at Niyaniya, if he gave Tiara instructions with his jaw, Tiara, who immediately understood the intention, blocked both ears of Sefek in the same way. Cefek, whose ears were blocked, pointed his lips slightly dissatisfied to unravel the battle posture at once, putting his hands down with pettiness.
The extra prides get anxious about Val's behavior of blocking their ears. Val laughed contentedly at the disturbing air that had changed at once and saw the style again.
"No, you remember that, don't you? I'm not lying, I'm not lying to Temehe, am I?
In the covenant of slaves, Val does not lie to royalty other than Leon.
Style looked reluctantly at Val, who spoke of his decisive cleanliness. When Val saw it with his pulled up mouth, he glanced further behind his eyes as he saw Alan, Eric, Cedric and finally Leon with pleasure.
"Well, isn't it a big deal for the Lord, who's barely here?
To Val, who laughs at Nitanita, finally says no and orders Pride to "do not put it off, please stop misleading".
Suddenly Leon turns a hard face on Val, who also laughs joyfully at the words of his sighing pride. Obviously, his complexion changed and he said "Va... Val, hey" in a hasty tone. Reach out and pull his sleeve to stop, but no more retaliation will stop.
"The Lord was taking it off across Leon. What?
KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Without a voice, Pride's head raises the severant.
Screaming with his head, his mouth remains open and his voice is silent. I end up fading away.
Leon's face was boiled trying to stop Val if he only moved his eyes slightly that would free him. It's not just Leon, Style, Alan, Eric, and Cedric also stain bright red with their eyes round. Tiara also makes her golden eyes curly and round. I wanted to cover my mouth, but because I was covering Sefek's ears, I couldn't harden it either.
"Please don't mislead me with that crime scene, do it, and say it in a guilty way." Ah, that's it... that's it.
I manage to panic and Pride tries to correct me, but no more emerges.
Nor is what Val is saying a lie. In fact, Pride pushed him down, underlayed him, and made him take off his armor after shooting Leon. However, that is not a colourful story at all. But it was also clearly said here. Because...
Whose route was it?
I remember my past work vividly and Pride's face was pale.
Where I have told the truth, it is even more visible that this place will freeze.
If I looked at Leon, he would have been reminded if he had seen it from the outside with him that he was in such a situation. I cover my mouth with one hand and desperately dismiss what I imagined with my own head, but I'm already ashamed of the fact that I've thought about it. I never thought I could rephrase that tragic scene like that. I desperately chill my head that it was just before I was killed.
I felt safe organizing that scene, which could have been a lifetime wound, with the past to such an extent that I could peacefully remember it, but this burns me to the head in a different way.
Seeing Leon dyed red, now I feel infected and embarrassed until my pride.
I was insane then. But it's definitely me. And I strengthened to twitching and shame if I thought I did that to Leon while being a woman. It's far more problematic to have killed the First Prince before that, but including that, I want to die again to the stupidity of my actions.
Leon who turns red and Stiles who stare at his pride who turns blue are speechless.
Normally, pride can't be the color of Leon's opponent. Besides, we're in the middle of a recapture fight. I think Val's words would be just an exaggerated or malicious excerpt.
But that's only if it was my usual pride.
I also remember what Mad Pride did in the past and what he did to Leon to get up and out the day after Tiara's Birthday.
Above all, Val's testimony, which means nothing else.
"Pride...... Is that true...?
Put down Val laughing with Niyaniya and Cedric was the first to ask.
It increases guilt and embarrassment when said in Cedric's pure eyes. Pride's face now blushed from where I first thought about what it meant to be true. I don't even know if my face is blue or red anymore.
The reaction of that pride makes the suspicion unnecessarily unpleasant thicker. Awwww, Val has planted further bombardments to enjoy the look of the two wolves.
"Wouldn't the Lord do something bold, too? Hey, Leon? Temeh didn't feel bad, either, to be honest, did she?
I bet you don't feel good before your heart decides. I even wanted to scream and pride, but I can't put it to words.
I hope Leon denies it, but it's hard to say if Leon remembers his mood when he's ready for the end of the period in Leon. Because I was really prepared to die then, and I really thought it would be good to offer you a heart if you were in pride.
Your face is reddened more and you have no words. I hold my mouth so desperately that I can breathe, but the blush didn't pull me off at all.
The credibility of Val's statement jumps among the Stiles to Leon, who turns palpable and red and dying of shame.
"It's not bad if you're a man or woman of another adult royal family, is it? Hey, Lord.
"I'm sorry, Leon and I didn't feel guilty."
I can't stand it, my pride yells.
But Val doesn't give a shit about watching her turn her face bright red and angry. Instead, use your pride, play, and hunt down Leon as you leave the relieved Leons behind.
"Should I just interrupt something nice?
"I rather thanked you for disturbing me."
"You were already a woman when I stopped you, weren't you? Lord."
"I am originally a woman."
"It's been sunny and Leon's thing since then, hasn't it?
"I haven't!
"What do you want me to do? I don't care how much you have.
"There's nothing on hand."
"Oh, my God, you were just following Leon and Ichiko on the tower.
"So, uh, uh...?
... that. and that's where pride finally finds itself uncomfortable.
Nimanima and Val laughing all the time, my head chills at once. At first I looked around realizing it was too quiet.
First, I have eyes for Leon, who squatted with his hands covering his face with a bright red light on his face. Having become smaller than the back of the chair, Leon was too small for the front and his shoulders were shaking with a pull.
I know more about the authenticity of Val's words than anyone else, but he is completely disabled by embarrassing conversation rounds. I could have stayed flat if it was just lewd talk. But if they target themselves and their pride by virtue, they will not.
And if Pride sees the seat across the street, Cedric stares at Pride and Val with a bright red face, without blinking and solidifying.
Tiara tied her lips with her hands tied with Sefek blocked so she could only understand that the content of the story was embarrassing and leaned down with all her strength.
If you look next door, the style is stained bright red to your ears to cloud your glasses. He slightly deflects his neck as if it were Val's words, but it was harder than that. My fingers have stopped pinning a centimeter in front of me touching the edge of my glasses.
Turning his back, Alan blushes to his ears with a round eye with his mouth open, and even Eric is holding back to cover his mouth with one hand on too much information.
Pride also knows that he and Val are having a hell of a conversation. But I denied it. I don't think I've even had a misleading conversation this time, as I did before. Nonetheless, the colors of agitation and impatience can often be taken from them.
I get a little depressed when I think that Val's statement is more believed than I am. He also thinks his credibility as the First Princess has fallen a lot.... but.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Why is Val...
I finally realize who the discomfort is there.
If you look at Val, you're still turning Nitanita and a bad grin on yourself. And understand, the credibility of Val's statement and the reasons for everyone's upset.
"... please wait a minute. Val, you."
"Now shall I tell you this? First......"
Val's grin intensifies when she finally realizes when she sees her pride tremble her lips so that she can wolf.
He moves his mouth without even asking for a stop to his pride, laughing disgustingly with Nimmari. Pride is convinced of the action at once. I raised my voice to block it a little bit, but I couldn't stop. Val talks again as he enjoys changing the complexion of everyone.
"The Lord mouths Leon, pushes him down, takes his clothes off..."
"Val, why were you lying earlier?"
Pride desperately blocks Val from voicing words that begin to juxtapose what is likely to be a banned term if it is a previous life of pepper and pride.
But still, the face of pride finally turns blue to complete red on Val, who doesn't stop talking while looking at them with pleasure.
It is unnecessarily vivid because of the use of the words "emotional" and "mese" even with poetic expressions like Leon's. I wonder if this is why Val blocked Chemetho's ears.
I grabbed his shoulder so that Leon would stop on the way to Val, who speaks with his mouth of so many events like a sensual novel. Light your face bright red and move your lips desperately with an indefinite eye of focus as you even get the hot air out. "Val, I apologize... because I apologize for what I just made fun of you..." makes me wonder why Leon doesn't have the extra pride to ask forgiveness. And it's not even Val I forgive there.
More than 80% of what Val is saying is no longer understandable. Pride turns to the aspect where thoughts explain why Val has lied so far. And...
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Val, I'm withdrawing my permission." "I'm stripping Tiara of everything but her permission until her birthday this year."
In the name of your Lord Pride Royal Ivy, Val officially hangs the strongest orders of Pride. As soon as that happened, Val's mouth stopped perfectly talking to Pepper until just now. Niyanya and laughter alone remained the same, but as satisfied, he took his hands off Chemetho's ears and put his cheekstick on again.
It led to Val's shoulder, which Leon grabbed as hard as he could, and dropped snugly.
"What? Have you withdrawn all permission to me yet? Lord."
"I guess it's because you throw up all those weird big lies."
You were surprisingly slow to notice, pride yelling bright red at Val laughing.
The Styles wake up a little when they finally didn't say anything until just now to Pride's words. "Shh...?," he muttered, comparing angry pride to Val, who had closed the bomb statement just now.
Neither did they think Val was more reliable than Pride's testimony. However, Val was more credible only this time. It's not just doing while pride is being eroded by madness.
"Contract of servants
Val, who should be doing it, cannot lie or hide anything from the royal family. In other words, everything he said on it will be proven to be "true".
It was at first, Val, who was scratching their hearts with blurry and vague statements, but he clearly articulates that kind of behavior from the middle of nowhere. Val's statement, which he should not have lied to, was horribly true.
That's why Pride also felt uncomfortable along the way and was unnecessarily confused.
"... sister. What the hell is that...?
After more than two minutes of silence, a style that manages to breathe finds hope in pride.
Now my mouth cramped as Pride clasped his face to Style's words. I knew for sure if I told you not to get mad at Style, but it would definitely be a hassle to hide it on this occasion.
The..., and after once the mouth cage, Pride chooses the words to squeeze them out so that they are at ease.
"Actually... I accidentally collapsed yesterday while giving Val all my permission. So until just now he could have lied and defied my orders...
Yesterday, Pride allowed everything to happen to Val when he woke up.
Shortly afterwards, she lost her mind, forgetting that she hadn't recovered that permission from Val. And it was also this morning that Val noticed that fact again. I was also convinced earlier that I could poke Leon trying to mop my back.
I'm sorry...... And the sight of the stiles shakes in the dreaded words of pride.
With his face lit bright red and his eyes visible and exhaled with relief, Val in their appearance that he would not even be able to remember his feet.
"Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"
Point your finger at it and laugh.
I laughed too much and my wound hurt, but I'm busier at mocking them right in front of me than that. I remember the royalty and the knight were wolfing with high laughter over and over again.
I dutifully believed what I said, dyed my face red, turned my eyes to see if Pride had done that, and looked at them without words with his mouth wide open.
Anger and killing mingled in the field air at Val, who slapped his knee and burst into laughter so big that tears seeped into his eyes. I can't help but want to punch my iron fist in right now, especially with the anger-revealing style shaking my hands with a pull. If Val hadn't been an injured man, three shots would certainly have been inflicted.
"If that's what you just said, let it all out."
Everyone in the room's ears are splitting with rage emanating from the style.
Val held only her ears gently as she looked forward to it. Ugh, I know, but now it's more interesting to burn in the rage of Style.
"Mostly. Why don't we talk about it without a lie this time? Lord."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Pride waits in a great hurry for Val to throw it to try.
Either way, it's because it's true that I rode Leon, stripped him of his armor, and tried to choke his heart.
To orders from Pride, Val laughed niggardly with faces like what he expected. "That's good," he returns, shaking his body satisfactorily.
"Val... you really are... ……… is that what you are?
To Val's mind, Leon, with crude predictions, mourns in a rough breath.
I grabbed both hands disappointingly on Val's shoulders from the side, and it was the fire on his face that pulled him off, but he looked very tired. Apply the hot forehead to the val and drip to press the heat.
Val returned the words in the right words without looking back "I don't know".