"No, I didn't know I could see it this way while I was alive.
"I've heard rumors for a long time.
"I don't know if... May I ask you one thing?
Temple of the Holy Knight, and.
Yes, every time they called me so many times, the corner of my mouth only pulled one of them.
Tensions and unbelievable numbers of nobles surround me and my shoulders are stretched even when I am conscious. Please, give it back, but please don't give me any more information in my head. If you ever knew what it was, you'd know what it was.
"My name was Beresford, but... apparently your face is very similar to that of the Knights Commander...?
"... Yes, the Knights Commander is my own father.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! That's...! Fantastic!
Cheers, roar again.
It's this repetition every time the person you talk to changes again and again from now on. It's not a lie that you're giving me joy, and I know you're making my eyes shine. But I'm so tired.
Every time I cheer, I narrow my shoulders. The Knights Commander would have a high nose, and I'm glad to hear that the boulders are the Knights Commander, but I was in the mood for some overpraise and my whole body to be stretched.
Captain Alan and Deputy Eric, who at first just laughed and watched from a distance whenever they cheered, now praise my guests every time they ask about me, and their faces get embarrassed and hot every time it gets to their ears sometimes.
Besides, there's a father nearby, and he's obviously shaking my talk. You're proud of yourself, you're a wonderful son, and every time he tells you what kind of education he's giving you, he turns his ear to the words he's giving you back. I don't want to hear it because I'm embarrassed. I'm curious. I feel bad that my guests are making me compliment them. Clark, you're obviously complimenting me, motherfucker.
You're at least out of your deaf position, but you're surrounded by guests and you can't move. The more I try not to care while talking in the meantime, the more I pick up voices around me. The people who praise me in front of me, the people who expect me, the laughter that stays untouched, it just tickles me.
"Yeah, Arthur really is an amazing knight! You were out of talent before you became captain.
I can hear Captain Alan's happy, hazy voice.
"Yes. Embarrassing story, I do have a longer experience, but Captain Arthur's promotion is out of step compared to the knights around him. A really good knight..."
Lieutenant Eric will lift me up.
"Don't worry. Because Arthur has always been a serious knight without me or the Knights Commander. We pride ourselves on being a fine knight who is not ashamed to stand alongside Lord Pride.
I'm going to compliment Deputy Clark too loudly.
"Yeah, I'm a proud son. Besides, there's no difference.
He praised me to my father.
I know, but in this situation, you just have to praise me, even if you don't think so.
But I don't have the courage to see the faces of my fathers here. You don't have to look at it. It makes me think that not everyone is lying or making up their mind. If you look at your face, that's what makes a fire come out of your face. There's no way I can look directly at you even though your ears are already hot.
Both eyes and ears are dying to concentrate their consciousness. Thank you, and make a desperate smile as I return words to my guests. It's good that Style told me what the Holy Knight is like just to really be expected so far.
I think it would be amazing to think that my father used to deal with the number of guests like this every time. Besides, I can't believe it was at Stayle's Birthday...
All of a sudden the surroundings were noisy.
"The Knights Commander, and the Arthur Knights Commander. I would like to congratulate you this morning with recognition and heartfelt congratulations.
A gathering of guests paves the way for nature.
It was the three royals who emerged dignified from the centre. Only two kingdoms are invited royally outside this celebration, the Stales.
As the royal family naturally appeared, our guests' nobles just told us to say hello and pulled away. Me and my father all turn around and welcome the royal family in front of us. I grabbed the hand stretched out one step ago after Father thanked me.
"Thank you, Your Majesty King Lance, His Majesty King Joan and His Royal Highness King Cedric. Thank you for your help this time.
"This is Cedric," the Lance kings laugh back at his father, who does not cower at his royal opponent.
Though I have greeted him several times before at the ceremony, King Lance in particular is awesome in majesty. I'm going to be pushed in a style that I can see at a glance that you're really a king. It's different from the way you slept when you were awake. Alongside your father, you are unnecessarily stirred up by hegemony.
My father asked me to shake hands next, Clark, the deputy captain. Shake hands as your hands become damp in turn.... I was wondering if it's okay to put aside Captain Alan or Deputy Eric, and that just makes my stomach heavier.
Thank you, shake hands with Prince Cedric at the end as I return the word. King Cedric's brother, who had dazzled the back of his eye before he held his hand, has held his eyes together without a glance in my hand. As soon as he held his hand, he continued to speak after the words of celebration in an excited manner.
"I'm really great with the Saint Knight. I only know in the literature, but I didn't think I'd be able to be present at the birth of the Holy Knight for the first time in three hundred and twenty-two years. But if Captain Arthur was brilliantly active not only in this recapture battle, but also in the defense of our country, I thought he deserved a knight to inherit the name of Knight Garter and Knight Beltran!
Wow. Another compliment.
Still desperately suppressing the excitement, King Cedric's brother's eyes were shaking. I mean, he's definitely more familiar with the Holy Knight than I am, even though he's not from the Kingdom of Friesia. Again, I think I need to read the books I borrowed from Stayle properly. I lost my head, too, to King Cedric's brother, who makes my eyes glow with scorch. I'm afraid, thank you. If I give it back, I'll be praised again for a great feat. This guy's compliments really make me straight, hot and embarrassed.
"We were also surprised to hear from Cedric. I'm ashamed of my lack of study, but I know Captain Arthur was an historic feat after he was honored...... I think it's really great.
Sorry, I found out more later.
I can't give back my words to King Joan, who shows me as I throw at my father, but I have strength on both shoulders. The more I hear, the more I know I'm a knight. As King Lance continues, "I didn't know you were equal to succeeding the legendary knight of the Kingdom of Friesia!" She nodded, so her shoulders were unnecessarily stretched and she finally went up unnaturally. Even after finishing shaking hands with King Cedric's brother, I can't say anything with my lips squeezed by accident.
In the meantime, Father thanks you, and keeps saying the words as I give them back. I can hear clearly because I don't have the voices of the guests around me, like I just did, and instead I desperately turn off the sound of my breath.
"I'm also honest, surprised. It may be only a matter of time before I get pulled out as I am.
I'm so happy to hear your father say that.
King Lance laughs happily at you for being modest, but I can't even see my face. I'll just be careful not to break the glass in my hand with it pointed at King Cedric's brothers in the front.
You don't want to cry. You scream at your father more than ten times in your head. It would be nice if you at least made it your usual unfathomable way of saying it, but I'd want to cry extra if you told me to look n happy.
"... Captain Arthur?
As he swallowed through his mouth many times, King Cedric's brother peered in with an unexpectedly suspicious look.
"Excuse me," she apologized the other way when she accidentally turned her throat. No, I was totally confused.
Somewhere I was worried about my health, and I said no and apologized in a hurry. Shit, it sucks to be scared of a royal opponent. My father was good because he was talking to the Kings of Lance about this recapture fight, but Clark turned behind me and slapped me in the back silently. Hang on, they're telling me to stretch my spine.... Shortly afterwards, I was angry when I heard a loud, throaty laugh that I was trying to find out.
When he answers King Cedric's brother as he endures to look back, he throws "by the way". If he concentrated on distracting himself from the stories of his fathers, King Cedric's brother lowered his voice so that it could be altered.