"... may I ask...?
Goku, Arthur opened his mouth hesitantly shortly after he rang his throat.
Pride, whose eyes still can't match, tends to lean just a little, but only turns his face to Arthur. If I gave in with an irresistible laugh and a hand with a "go ahead......" out of sight, a terrible question was thrown after I put it down for about two beats.
"... whatever.... What future did you see...?
Ahhhh...... and Pride screamed in his heart alone.
I regretted it later when I said too much pepper, but it was too late. When I made the prediction, as far as I told him I knew the future, it was only natural that Arthur and the others would be concerned about that future.
The future I betrayed Freesia and bonded with Adam is definitely predictable. But a memory of a game from a previous life when it comes to a future I can't help myself with. I even worry about which one to say because of the different way I die every route. No way. It's the future that was killing the Knights. I can't tell you what a ripped mouth is.
The more silence continues, the stronger the gaze from the Arthurs. Turning an excellent brain, he managed to choose only the ending part of the sharing, and Pride answered the question.
"... in a nutshell, I'm dead and the whole country is thrilled with the future, I guess...
At the festive level...... Pride grabs the dress on his knees as his mouth edge shivers with a pimple.
I don't know if the Vals and Columns were happy in the game, but I think that's what makes this place freeze when it comes to Style and Arthur, who helped themselves with their lives, who were boiling with joy and flirting with girls in the future, etc.
but in fact the room had been frozen enough since just after Pride had already said it away.
Everyone has no words. I even think it would have been better if a child of the age of eight had seen such a future at the time, rather without further distortion of character.
Besides, it's only a shock to wonder if Pride's "everyone" includes themselves. But at the same time, the more I thought about it, the more I solved the mystery of why the pride possessed by madness assumed that my death would be so pleasing. Sure enough, Pride grew up with a distorted personality as it was, and no one would doubt or think it was leopard if it took Adam's madness. So where that madness pride died..., and where I thought so much, Style and Column stopped thinking almost simultaneously. It's just that you see words that hang on the weight of the future that too much pride has seen.
"Because it can never be.
... Ru, before.
Arthur said away in a terribly low voice.
Not to absurd his voice, but Arthur, who clearly refused, had pale eyes glowing in a deep color. A tremendous hegemony overflowed as if it were a gust of wind, shaking his shoulders slightly, stirring up not only Pride and Chemetho and Sefek, who are beyond it, but even Val.
The open eyes were so sharp that I didn't think they were pointing at pride, but the tip was toward the face that she was happy in her perceived prediction, not pride.
"In the absence. If Lord Pride dies, I'll cry for you, me and the Knights. If they're happy, we won't forgive them.... ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
The hegemonic voice shriveled only at the end.
Arthur, who was firstly burning a pale flame in the back of his eyes with a melamera, but this time slightly blushing away as soon as he whined after a mouthful. Pride quickly figured out what he was suggesting to Arthur's words, who frowned and reminded him of unpleasant things, but at the same time increased the lighting on fire.
Now I understand pride so painfully that some people, including the Arthurs, will grieve me if I die. I thought I said something careless myself, and I'm sorry, when she tried to apologize.
"Sister......?
To Tiara calling from next to herself, Pride held her breath for a moment.
If my spine got cold and I raised my eyes, which were lying down before I thought about it, it was poured into pride so that clear golden eyes swallowed from close range. The thin eyebrows were centered and he also looked a little angry. I knew what the little lips tied together were trying to say, and Pride raised his voice "Wait, wait, wait," before it was opened.
"It's okay! I don't know what we're talking about. I really, really understand now! Neh."
"Tiara, remember that Val and the others are here."
"Dear Tiara, I was wondering if it would be dangerous to handle that too easily...!
"Tiara, don't tease me! Never mind."
The pride as well as the style, the column and Arthur waited in unison.
Four people changed their blood phase to stop them, and Tiara had no choice but to stare silently and sue. Just like Arthur, Tiara is only unhappy that Pride thinks she is "happy to die". If you don't understand, I thought I'd show Pride the "prediction" again and sue him. I don't know how far she can handle her own predictive abilities, herself. I also think there is a possibility of underdevelopment where I have tried. But it's easy if you just try.
And from the Steeles, that prediction Tiara showed once was a sight and emotion she never wanted to be seen, seen or shown again if she could. The way I cried and the words I moaned, I even want everyone to forget just who I am.
Only Val and the others, who didn't know Tiara's predictive abilities, looked at Tiara and the Prides alternately without knowing what that meant. "What's going on?" "What's wrong?," Sefek and Chemetho ask, "but no one can answer.
"............... even I would definitely cry hey.
Puffy, and swollen cheeks, Tiara clung to Pride's arm to be mucked as it was.
I'm sorry, and if Pride repeatedly strokes Tiara's head with an apology, he says, "It's true!," she raised her voice, seeping only a few tears into her laying eyes. Because for Tiara, the death of Pride and the appearance of mourning people should be resisted, just as a rebellion ten years later was the "future" for Pride.
I know, I'm sorry. When Pride hugged Tiara repeatedly, her swollen cheeks finally came back. Pride hangs his words gently so that he can forgive his sister for blossoming horrible special abilities, both in the same sense and in another.
"It's okay. I don't think I'm going to die now. You said you were leaving the country. As much as I thought I'd lose my identity with Val and the others instead of dying.
"" "Is…………" "
Gohoo, gaha, the sound of coughing again, the combined voice of Arthurs, and even Tiara's "Huh? Mixed up to the voice."
In an unexpected reaction around him, Pride turns his voice back "hehe". Arthur, Style and Column had their eyes rounded when they saw it. As for myself, I intend to paint a future that is quite brighter than my previous self, but I lean my neck against them who see no emotions other than too stunning.
Could he be perceived as abandoning his country? But it will not change as a result if he is forbidden to return home by his daughter-in-law to a distant country. Or was he thought to have fled the country? I rush in to add a supplement to them as soon as the thought progresses.
"Of course, I thought I'd get permission from my mothers, so I fled the country."
"Sister...... were you going to be with the Vals?
Gohoga, haggo, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
To Tiara's pure question, now the Stiles coughed up as well.
Pride looks back at the cough for three from a different direction than the person who had choked one person over and over again in Pride's remarks just now. When I saw them, the three of them had their backs rounded and their mouths held together with a bright red face. I coughed so badly that I thought it was a cold, I said, "Are you okay? If you ask," Arthur and Steele look up almost simultaneously instead of replying.
"Are you serious?"
"Seriously, dude, dude.
A voice so awesome that I thought the knight who was outside the door was an extinct, split Pride's ear.
With both ears held in the palm of his hand and his strength to squeeze his face, Pride can pull his neck in like an angry child. Only one column hesitated to raise his voice, but stared at pride as he covered his mouth with his hands holding down the cough. His complexion and open eyes are the same as Arthur's.
Pushed by a wave of voices, Pride manages to say, "Uh, yeah, yeah," while turning his back, and none of the three of us will be blocked from having an open mouth.
Pride wanted to tell us about Val's previous invitation to travel with him, but he looks back before and behind him. If I turned to Val to see if I could talk to him, he would have already leaned down with his face grabbed by an eagle. He was already coughing up from Style's "You said Pride was leaving the country by forsaking his right to inherit the throne," he's now completely silent. Only a little pride chilled my head on Val, who doesn't even look at me completely.
I also thought you'd forgotten about that time, but one way or another, I felt like I was being pretended to be someone else. I peered into his face as Chemetho and Sefek rolled into bed and leaned over, but still Val didn't respond. I also wonder if he's heavy headed for his neat appearance, or if he's angry that he's finalised in himself on his own. Naturally, I was going to talk to Val and the others in advance if that really happened, but it doesn't make sense to say that now.
Anyway, to lay low and talk about what Val was inviting me to travel, Pride turns his tongue to explain to them as he tours his thoughts.
"Of course, if I had to, I would have been prepared to marry another country... but it would be difficult for a princess who did that to marry me.
The princess who went mad and started a civil unrest. I seriously wonder who would want such a human being.
Besides, if you are going to marry another country, you may be allowed to meet Tiara and the others as "a total different person" if you lose all your identities and names. Instead of throwing it all away, he said it would be good if he could meet the people he cares about. I thought it would be a good idea to use the combat power of Las Boscheats to contribute to the Kingdom of Friesia as a "delivery person" even if predictive abilities were sealed as a treatment. Because with the help of Stayle, we can even meet them every day and again on a moment trip. Above all.
I thought Stayle and Arthur would stay the same even if they lost their identity.
"We're here, we'll spend the rest of our lives protecting..."
"Whoever denies you in this world, I affirm it."
He helps me as many times as he wants, he runs, he reaches out to me.
With that in mind, Pride thought it would be better to strip him of his identity, which would protect his connection with them much better than to marry him to a distant country.
... or maybe it would be difficult for a boulder if it was no longer a princess. Pride laughs bitterly as he is slightly depressed by the reaction between the two.
"Look, Val and the others would go out on a tour of the country, right? That would be much better..."
"Which means you're traveling with me."
This man points to Val with his long fingers.
Val, who doesn't care if it's pointed to Stayle, is still unresponsive. Not knowing the intent of Style's words, Pride repeated the blink three times before tilting his neck. Yes, I said a word back, and I nodded all the time wondering if there was any other answer, and the three were visibly weak. Ha... and pride can reach out and wolf to them as they exhale, wondering if Val and the others could still go out with them as companions after abandoning the princess's position. I would actually like to say that I have obtained prior permission, but I still can't say that either without my own permission. Instead, go on with the words and complain that it is the best and not the cheapest idea based on a proper variety of possibilities.
"If I hadn't done that, I would normally have married another country... That's probably why Leon and I got back together.
So, Leon showed up.
It was originally a broken engagement because of the successors to the throne. Pride thought it would have been the most calming place if he had come off the throne heir. However, I immediately reconsidered that it would have been difficult in the neighboring kingdom of Anemone to daughter-in-law in order not to endanger Tiara's throne, and the sound of Leon dropping his wand echoed. No one noticed Leon's knock because he was obsessed with the story.
"Leo......!
The pride he looked back with his convulsed face paled his face.
Blood caught me saying to the first prince of the kingdom of Anemone as if it were a premise that he could have it.
I regret that Leon has also made an arrogant statement, albeit a story, that Leon, rather the next king, has the right to choose. Either you pissed off that warm Leon for blushing and flirting, or you panicked and hesitated to think about when you were seriously forced into an engagement by yourself that bothered you so much. Furthermore, because Sefek's remarks were entirely royal, I would eventually have to apologize peacefully.
As a result, Pride, who sat down to calm Leon, explained the story from the beginning.