The slippery ground also stopped moving to reflect Val's will, whose vision was blocked.
For a while I can hear the birds chirping a few times at the three of them who kept waiting for their eyes to get used to it as they felt the movement of the outside air. Instruct Pride not to be forced to move off the spot from the vest to which his eyes are accustomed first.
He blinked a little bit repeatedly, checking his surroundings as he narrowed his eyes so that Val, sitting next to him, could also look around when he could see pride. If you look closely, the sun's light is overflowing only from one direction, not directly above it.
The perimeter is surrounded by rock skin unchanged, but it was a large cave there. An exit opened like a ghost's mouth continues from the side, and the sun is just rising from beyond it, which leads out.
"It's generally calculated. I just look around a little bit. I'll be right back. You wait.
"! No, I'm going too!
Check the topography from the map and the position of the sun, and on the vest walking towards the mouth of the ghost. Pride also untangles his hand from Val, trying to continue.
As soon as I stepped forward from the crouched state, however, the heel of my shoe slipped and scratched my rock skin. Unlike the ground where Val was slippery until just now, one step ahead is a twitchy rocky skin. Plus it was uphill. As soon as I bit it there with my shoes, it sounded painful in my ears with a galley heel, and I sat up petrified like I was about to fall.
Worried about breaking his shoes, Val, who was sitting next to him first, rises slightly as he checks his heels with his knees down. The sun still shines in my eyes, but I'm used to it. With his face covered, he turned back to his pride and offered his hand silently.
Does that mean it's good to grab it, and while I do, Pride grabs it in Val's hands. Bigger than myself, I took his brown hand and it grabbed me right back. He grabs it from his fingertips to his wrist so that it slides in. If I had been pulled to be caught, I could now stand up without slipping my heels.
"Thank you," I say back, paying off the stain on my dress with my opposite hand. Keep the lamp on the ground, which is no longer needed, and head out to the exit.
It went badly with the twitchy rock skin and pride shoes. I desperately try to chew on my nail tips instead of my heels and move on, but I can't go as well as I can skate poorly. Instead, Val grabbed her hand and proceeded to the exit to pull it up step by step without letting go of her.
"............... How long will the queen be in office?
Boosh and Val's voice like a solitaire can be hung.
One step, one more step and the pride of letting just a few meters go by at your own expense, returns the word before questioning it.
I told him it was until he changed generations, taking another step with his nervous, trembling nail tips to avoid falling. The problem is not age, some have accomplished queens until they are old men, others have given way to young and talented daughters. There is no specific age limit for becoming a queen, and accomplishing it. In fact, because the pride of the game reigned in queen while being a child.
Once in Pride's response, Val shuts his mouth. Though I find it troublesome that no deadline has been set, I also think it would be better if her queen system continued.
You can like it until you feel the princess who lives in penance and redemption in front of you. Above all, I think that the kingdom of Friesia would be even easier to live in than it is now if she were to rule. By then, both Chemetho and Sefek may be away on their own. And even if it still haunts me.
"... then I'll wait for you.
A low voice squeaks on the rock skin.
Unlike the usual like-minded voice, somewhere pride lifts his face from his feet to a thornless voice. It doesn't change when you look at him. Val keeps his face to the exit, and he doesn't turn toward himself. Only the words were properly heard.
But I don't know what that means, and Pride hesitates to ask back. Then, without turning his face, Val put only his words toward her in the sky without stopping her step by step.
"Temehe did it all, then. Even if it's full of wrinkles... I'll ask you out again.
To the words, Pride opened his eyes.
Now it's time to understand his words, and I think it was a month ago. I'm glad he still remembered that night. I thought it wasn't a bad trip with him because it was her undoubted sincerity, and it was something I wanted for a while.
See him with purple eyes illuminated by the sun. I don't think it's just this time that he pulls his own hand, wondering why the sight has called for the distant light.
"If you want from Temehe's kid or from your husband or from all those Bakemon,............ I will take Temehe from all of this country.
That being said, for the first time, Val looked back and laughed dazzlingly.
I can barely see my face pointed at the corner in a reflective light. Still, Pride soon realized that only that mouth was kind. I even shudder at his soft voice with my mouth slightly open.
The hand grabbed is hot. I don't even know if it's because the sun's light is approaching, or his temperature or his own. Only those breasts were warm on top of this.
"Whatever you want. I'll get you an escape."
I felt like that's what they said.
I wonder if he will keep his mouth shut and push his back no matter what path he chooses ahead. If I make a mistake and now it's time to lose my way, I'm sure he'll welcome me anytime. And if we could do everything, then...
"He even forgives me to live just for myself.
".................. thanks.
So I can go without looking straight back.
No matter what life you live, no matter what countless sins you bear, you have a place to escape, a place to return, a line of people to help and support you. With them, I can still stand up as many times as I want. No matter how many times I cried or moaned, at the end of the day I thought I was going to move on again.
Grabbed back by Val with his hand, he grins back. I could easily line up next to him, who stopped me if I put my strength in my toes and arms and took another step forward.
Get to the front of the exit and look up at him standing next to you. As if the grin earlier was illusory. Now again, it was just a surprised look with an eyebrow.
It's the usual Val, and still Pride keeps saying the word. Turn your gaze straight towards him who pours it on you.
"Thanks to your presence, I can still do my best.
The pride of laughing with that said was a grin without grin.
Val, with both eyebrows up in her unexpected response, still thinks she looks better with a sunlit grin.
When you think about not being a gala either, right after that, you deviate from your pride by your face, gushing your head and deluding it. One hand connected to Pride is still untied from her. We got to the exit, and there was already a soft ground with weeds at our feet, and even high heeled shoes said we could stop. And Val himself didn't feel like letting go after realizing it.
"Uncle Vest, where are you...?
When the wind blows and I hear the noise of the zawazawa and the trees, I finally realize that Pride has no vest.
Outside, it was a woodland of grasshoppers. The hands of men have not yet reached, everything inexorably grows, and there is not even a beast path. I can't believe I'm lost... and when Pride tries to step further into the back of the woods, I hear him scratching the guts and the bushes.
Turning around, Vest was just about to come back from across the bush trying to get over the grass. "I told you it was good to wait," he says to Pride and Val, who are stepping out of the entrance, walking over to his hands with a map with more writing than he did when he left the cave.
To Pride, who asks where he was going, Vest returned that he was constantly checking to see if he was in the right position and if there were any traces of people or large animals around him. I had let the investigation take place when I originally decided on this place, but Vest still wanted to make sure with his own eyes.
That's enough, I'll call you back and I'll give you instructions to take you both back to the back of the cave. Despite walking hard around the corner, Pride will be down his slippery feet again. Grabbed by Val as he remained connected, he was pulled, and Vest exhales without sounding at his pride as he cursorily progresses step by step with his fingernails.
As soon as I got back, I realized that the two of them were holding hands, as had always been natural, but I didn't dare point them out. I wondered what the real deal was, but I'd relieve myself if I asked them how they came out rather than pointing it out weirdly. And I'm really glad I didn't have the style on this occasion. I know that if he had, he would have definitely acred the black hegemony.
Returning to the dug hole, Val lifted the ground again and let it slide. As soon as that happened, Pride wondered why he didn't move the ground with special abilities on the slopes earlier, but I don't think deeply that it would have been a hassle. In fact, if we tried to do it, we could reverse our feet, create irregularities, make it easier to walk, and move to the exit of every scaffold we've been digging for.
I just don't know what he thought, that it's not too bad to pull her hand trying to move on with his own feet.
"Pride. I'm gonna borrow a little delivery guy.
With no longer having to dig ahead, Vest, at the head of the slippery running scaffold, said no with one voice, inviting only Val.
Val has no choice but to move on with her legs, distorting her face unwillingly, wondering if she still has a long question, even though it should be over. Take your hands off your pride as if you hadn't even noticed they were connected before, and leave them on the spot without a word to her.
Line up to the vest with your back rounded. Val, who was only offended by the very fact of pronouncing a well-groomed word, threw his voice down and into the vest to at least not be heard by Pride. Would you like to call me, even that one word of is disgusting to get out of my mouth.
To an inquiry from Val, Vest once carved a wrinkle between his eyebrows and shut up. With no longer having to walk, look at Val's face staring directly in front of him.
"... do you think it would be good if all the sins that Pride committed were not in that child?
Val raises a single eyebrow at a questioning of a different kind of vest than before.
I find that Vest's questioning, which lurked his voice just like his own, is something I don't want Pride to hear no matter what he thinks. But I don't see why you ask yourself that by virtue of it. On the contrary, as much as I wanted to ask what it meant from this side, the original contract of slavery, my untrue idea, was released from my mouth first.
Vast is a little surprised by the answers returned in neat language, unlike his usual tone. Val's answer to Pride, who is also his employer, was simple. If pursued further "why," Val answers again in one word with a more offensive face than just now.
When he finished answering, Val said the face was obviously "crap. Don't ask questions," even if it wasn't in his mouth. I asked him what he meant by that in one word, but that was ignored and the next question was thrown instead. Rather, this was the more serious issue for Vest.
That's why I'm asked and should be asked about Val, who made a deal not to lie to the royalty.
"Do you think you want to use this hidden passage? Possible, not impossible. It's your will.
To Vest's words, which can even be heard harshly, Val opens his mouth with a smile on his face.
I have no idea what that means. If you're afraid you'll be abused by yourself, you don't have to check otherwise to let Pride order you. That way I won't tell anyone about the hidden passage for the rest of my life, and I won't be able to use it. Ning Ro, I thought you were going to stop saying that from the beginning.
And if they ask me personally if I want to use this hidden passage, the answer is honestly uninteresting. You don't have to bother to do that. You are also allowed to cross the Wang Palace as a delivery person. And if that queen's room turns into a pride room, you don't have to use the basement or something, because you can manipulate the wall and break in at any time. Instead, I don't want to go all the way down the long underground road where I can't get in without having a lamp. With that in mind, if Val told him that he was not interested in the hidden passage at all and didn't even want to use it, Vest exhaled to drain his strength after a short silence. After a light response, "Well," loosens the look that was rudely focused on his face. "You heard me nagging," he said. After a word that also sounded like an apology, he put his hands on Pong and Val's shoulders. And change the subject as if nothing had happened.
"I have also heard that I have been rewarded by Pride. Are you sure it was three secrets? I can't say completely to boulders, but... let's still trust them.
Ah? And if it's true, I was leaking my voice.
It didn't sound because disrespect was unacceptable, but Val's face is surprisingly distorted. I can only complain about the feeling of being great and the fact that I'm calling to say that.
Vest looks at Val's expression with a calm look at Val, who is still taller than himself without caring. "What if," he goes on, continuing his words as if there's a hidden matter under consideration.
"If even one of the three secrets that I wanted to keep secret is for something other than myself.
Val silently opened his eyes to Vest's words like peeking into the water.
With permission from Pride, he is allowed both deception and silence on those three things. I still have no compulsion to answer Vest's questions. But that was enough for Vest, who confirmed the movement of the open Val's eyes and complexion without a moment's overlook with the light of the lamp.
If it was a simple sickle patch, Val could hide it through as well. But Chemetho's face came to my mind at will if I thought back to one of my secrets in the words from Vest.
─ "Chemetho's Special Abilities" All concealment permits.
His desire to hide his special abilities was indisputable, because it was only for Chemetho.
Pierced through his core, Val unconsciously turns his throat while eating tied teeth. I still feel painful that the man in front of me is that Stile and Jill Bale boss.
Temee's know. You're not this way, you're not taking extra care of me, and even if you want to throw up words, that won't be tolerated by Royal Vest either. To Val, who shivers his piki and fingertips into rejection, Vest says, "That's it. You can go back to your pride," I forgave. At that moment, Val takes a distance from Vest as he steps on the scaffold with his big crotch.
What the hell. I think from the bottom of my heart with that fucking jitter, I fall back. I tried to move past my pride to the rear, but before I did, I said, "What's wrong?" He asks and stops.
"Did Uncle Vest scold you for anything? If there's been a misunderstanding."
"That's not it.
Worried that it was also a harsh word from Vest to Val, who is still a former sinner, Pride only relieves Val a little of his frustrating words.
The sins of the past are unforgivable, Val, but I am still one of those who matters to me now. If he had been misled like that, I wanted to make a proper case.
But if not, what did they say? Val tongued loudly at the pride of leaning his neck even if he didn't ask if he wanted to be stepped in again. Sit cluttered up on the spot with the legs that were stopping as they were.
Pride also sits with his knee broken again to gaze at him. I don't lie to pride. But pride would have been more offensive to Val that way if he thought he might feel weird again if he kept quiet here. Scratch your head just a little hesitant scratch your back neck and open your mouth looking troublesome.
"I've been exploring three secrets. Uh-huh."
Pride nodded aloud on his own to the simple response and sentiment.
I know how Vest cares about it, and how he gets angry when Val puts his exploration into the secrets he wants to hide until he does. Instead of Vest accidentally, apologize for being sorry and drown an eyebrow. In a seated position, he placed his hands properly over his knees and narrowed his shoulders.
Pride, too, has heard one from Val. Because after he first wished for the reward, he only taught her a little bit when he asked lightly.
"I don't even know how his request to be ungrateful was reflected in the secret. It's just like when you helped the column in the defense, if he did something in this recapture fight as well. I mean, I figured out that was for someone he couldn't possibly think of back in the day. Just what is the kind of help people want to hide until they hide it? That alone is unthinkable to pride. When it comes to the person Val hates, he must be royal or knight, because there were a lot of them both there.
─ "Hidden permission for all good deeds you engage in.
If it is related to bad behavior, it is fine to hide the secret from the covenant of slaves as well, but the opposite.
Rather, there is no need to hide it, even if there is something to tease if it is meant to be. It was just an uncomfortable and wanted to hide background on top of this for Val.
His discomfort index rises to his dwarfed pride again. Why is pride depressing when I don't remember blaming her at all?
After more than ten roars in my head, I ask Pride to "let me speed up a little bit" as I can think of it. Now that I'm done with my job, I just want to get out of this basement. Accepting it so that the pride was also pushed, at the next moment the foot slipping on the ground without any precursor doubled from about the speed of the carriage. "Ahhh," Pride screamed unexpectedly, clinging to Val, and a vest of boulders. If you drop your hips and crouch in without being able to stand, Val smiles badly as if you were just a little distracted by Vest's appearance.
"Whatever you think, this won't be a bit."
Only with the addition and subtraction of Val "only a little acceleration was too fast for Pride.
But if you stare at his face, which was grumpy, now you're laughing as if your worries were clear. Furthermore, Pride speaks out as he puts his strength into Val's arms, which clings to him, as he complains of grievances that he can't even get out of strong, even before he lowers his permission from himself. "If you come near the entrance properly, please slow down to the speed you just did," he yelled cheerfully, finally from Val. Hi-ha! and a high laugh went up.
Still, I got scared if I crashed into the wall like this at a long highway, and Pride broke my leg from the front seat and pulled Val's arm further in front. Eat and bind your teeth to the feeling of being seated in the passenger seat of a forced race, staring up Val at you at close range laughing like you and Vest are ridiculed.
To Val, who smiles badly with a nymphomaniac from the bottom of his heart to show that he is frightened, Pride inflates his nostrils, if he catches his eyebrows and expresses his anger all over his face.
"That kind of rash is a hundred times better.
I spoke dispersed by the sound of cutting the wind and laughed again.
Pride rounds his eyes properly to words he didn't think, but Val said nothing more. Turn your hands from your back to your hips to support your pride clinging to you, and accelerate by about a teaspoon. The skin also reacted sensitively to that slight acceleration, and Val reinforced his laughter with a screaming pride.
When we reached the aisle that leads to Rosa's room again in less than a third of one way time, Vest, who felt frustrated by too much acceleration, now looks at Val with genuine anger.
"Pride. Command him now, as I said..."
Vest, who closed the entrance to the hidden passage after returning to Rosa's room, commanded Pride with a lowered voice.
The Vest so angry is rare, and the pride nodding slightly in pull still gently pokes Val with his elbow laughing at Niyani. And repeat Vest's words as they are directed at Val.
I won't say anything else about the hidden passage. Hidden passages are limited evacuation routes for royalty and will not be used for any other purpose. Don't go any faster than a carriage except in an emergency when Vest is on board again. While ordering those three, I think Pride didn't like Val's unscrupulous driving at all.
I wondered if Vest was okay because there was nothing to blame for. In fact, he just didn't have a voice too fast. Reflect that speed was bad for the heart at Vest's age. I think Pride already knows about Val when he says that he doesn't abuse hidden passageways properly and that it is forbidden to use them for any purpose other than that. I just said a word "abuse" if I wasn't aware that I was abusing him, and Pride knew as much as he didn't like it when he signed a contract with Val that he could be virtually abused.
To Val, who doesn't stop laughing like a final return of interest to the final vest even while he is ordained, Vest turns a rugged face to him directly from the front as he walks over pale.
Vest narrowing between his eyebrows to such an extent that it was not strange to be disposed of on this occasion, placed Zuchin and his hand on both shoulders of Val and Pride at the next moment. I didn't hit him or grab him and squeeze him, he just put his hand down, but only the pressure from Vest was awesome. Contrary to his breathtaking pride without feeling the pressure, Val, who lined up, also tied his mouth and distorted his face uncomfortably for being touched with ease.
After checking the complexion of the two, Vest said, "Thank you for your hard work today. Thanks to this, Rosa's safety was also ensured early." and labor the two in a low voice. Again, I also told Pride to stop talking about the hidden passage, and today I also ordered the two of them to match their mouths just to take the story from Val in the recapture fight as a paperwork.
I hear that, and I'm a little convinced that both Pride and Val made it a question blame on the way.
"I'm off for a little while before I go.
Vest, who allowed the two to leave the room, lowered his hips straight onto the couch for the guests.
subordinates, and ask Pride to call me Stayle, and I can rest myself early. I also tried to stay pride in the vest, which looked very exhausted, but I was refused. Pride aside, Vest realizes that if he engages with Val any more, he may change his mind. With his eyes covered with one hand, Vest, who left his back behind for good reason, pays them both with the opposite hand.
"Sure, you were coming back to the castle the day before. I'll leave this bounty with Pride or Steel at that time. If you're dissatisfied with your forehead, let me promise you an amount commensurate with this achievement.
Val admitted to the words with only a nod, and opened the door silently.
In front of the room were also waiting for guards, samurai, squire, and Kingsguard knights and styles. Since a few hours had already passed, the Kingsguard knights had been replaced by Harrison and Alan. Even though he was finally freed from Vest, Val, who flaunts that he met a guy he didn't like quickly, made his way to Tiara's room, where Chemetho and Cefek would wait as soon as possible after getting permission from Pride.
Having heard the message of Pride, Vest's squire and Stayle rush into the room and close the door again. Good day, Uncle Vest. How are you? Vest greeted them with a quietly bloody face as he was able to speak up. Water, tea, and after this surrogacy of work. And turning directions by words alone, Vest quietly circles only thoughts.
A delivery man who contributed to this recapture and wanted to see Pride until he woke up himself.
Naturally, permission was not a vest that even dropped off but lost faith in Val.
I don't know how close I am to her, the first princess, but now it's not weird to be executed, even if she's revamped. In the worst case scenario, I also thought about banning contact with pride for life, no matter how competent it was and how much it contributed to my country.
It is an honest desire to avoid one incident in the retrieval battle and the seeds of any further disturbance to her during the one-time dissolution of her engagement and even the selection of her fiancée candidate. That's why this was a good opportunity for Vest. I also wanted to determine Val's humanity and his relationship with Pride objectively and decide whether to deal with it. And I repeated the interview about this one, and Vest's decision...
"... it's hard to say there's no problem. But... I guess I'll need it too.
For Pride, and.
The squire speaks to Vest, who swallows the word and whines like a saying.
I asked them if they were okay, and said no Vest was talking to himself, and another squire offered him water first. Drinking one bite at a time, Vest moistened his throat returns the empty glass to his squire. Then I push the wrinkles between my brows, and now I think again with a little leaning down. I leave the room to pick up material for Vest's job, waiting for the style, while I keep working only the brain that works best for me.
This time when I came back to this room after construction, I remember at least what I was going to do with Val. But in the end, I didn't even do it. The vest didn't get sweeter at the same time as I got older. So, when I calmly pulled out my personal feelings, I decided it was best for my pride. Instead, if I had pinched my personal feelings, I would have "yes" in return for abusive driving.
The scent of tea brewed by my squire stirs my nose and makes me feel a little more comfortable. Vest recollects as he breathes slowly and deeply. In one of the many questions I went to Val for, an honest answer without his lies or lies.
"Do you think it would be better if all the sins committed by Pride were not in that child?
In contrast, Val's answer
"I don't think so." And the reason was "Pride doesn't want it."
It would be more convenient for the troublesome element to disappear than for Pride to be an employer. Nonetheless, he didn't want it.
The reason for this is also simply that Pride herself does not want it, which is why she herself is everything. Vest was punched in the void by a completely different response than he had expected. If I wanted to do so if I could find that there was no sin of pride there, I would undoubtedly have given Val only a harsh judgment.
Val himself thinks it would be nice if Pride could forget all about his sins and so on. If Adam forgets everything that happened while she was manipulating me, she will no longer carry the blame for herself. Even if at the same time my vows and words to her have been forgotten, I also wish that Pride would laugh again with a fluent face, hella, naturally. That's good if you don't forget.
But I also understood very well that Pride himself did not want it. Even if I can get my pride smile back by the kind of means that would kill some of her now, it won't fill me at all. I think it would be more cruel to take it away, at least while Pride is desperately scratching and wanting and scratching.
Val himself, I don't reflect on what I've done in the past, but I think it would be easier to live with it if it were forgotten.
Because that way, knights, royalty, and children don't get irritated every time they get into sight. But I would definitely deny it if asked if I wanted to forget. I already feel worse when I'm being weird because that's what I've become.
And hearing a response from Val, Vest also understood his will that Pride wanted to carry his sins properly, and that he had prioritized it. I think that kind of person would be better off with one or more for pride right now.
There is nothing more terrifying than a man who wants to erase his sins and those of others with his own genuine thoughts. Speaking of the other way around, if you're a person who doesn't want to choose that no matter how much you want, you deserve credit as well. Vest could also confirm this time that Val has at least enough conscience to move for others.
"It's just... it's just a little disturbing.
Now there is no sound, and Vest, who groaned so in his mouth alone, raises his face to the scent of tea placed on the table in front of him by his squire.
It's still warm, hold it in your hand from dish to dish, small in your mouth as per your manners, and taste. Where the taste and aroma of tea made him feel much easier, Vest once again looked at the door where Pride and Val had left.
Only one thing he did not answer instantly when he threw an inquiry at Val, who would not refuse an order in a servitude contract. There was no resistance, and I hesitated to respond easily. I mean, Vest is convinced that's one of the rewards he received from Pride.
"Did you suddenly decide to use it for pride?
……
What kind of hidden contents would result in the mouth being shut at that time?
A little thought will make it easy to understand. Some of the other questions in this one would have been wrapped in smoke if they had touched on its secret content, but at least that was the only way Val had let him grab his tail. But because of the last "for someone," he reacted without difficulty in sickling.
Vest included tea in his mouth again, thinking it was still blue, such as coarseness as soon as he was pointed out about pride. Transform your thinking from about Val to about the brand of tea.
─ "All pride permits, including personal information and emotions.
"At least,... we'll see how it goes if we're going to respect that kid's will.
I'm not going to do any harm to Pride. Because of that certainty, I didn't even take care of it.
Breathe out of your mouth small and Vest puts the tea down once.
And Concon, and responded to a knock on Style who brought the paperwork.