"However, Prime Minister Gilbert is considering the identification of the hired high school student and future measures, right?"
According to what I said earlier, this time Eric opened his mouth.
This time, Val's information revealed that it was not a desire to study. It was decided that the hired students would start from the identification of high school students with the teacher. The disposition was decided in a gentle direction depending on the subsequent development.
There is also a grace period for pride that wants to cooperate with Ray, but it is also a treatment in the unlikely event that some people are attending school for the purpose of "studying" at the moment.
Even though he was hired, the student who apparently caused the problem has already been kicked out and eradicated by Val. If I am still visiting the school among them, it is that the person is not causing any problems at least under Val's supervision. Based on the fact that the school itself was created for the lower classes, it was the judgment of all the pride that whether it was "for work" or "to wash their feet" should be carefully judged whether it was because there were still people visiting the school who worked behind closed doors that did not cause problems.
For now, Jilbert is also working on identifying the people who were hired and enrolled in the school, and the countermeasures.
"Yes... I can finally understand why Val was so obstinate in hurting bad students. At least they blackmailed ordinary students because they were definitely enrolled in the back office."
Eric's words reminded him that nothing was left but trouble, and Steyl let him play with the glasses in his hand.
Permission granted to Val by Pride. It was only in self-defense that he allowed it as a necessary measure to avoid painful infiltration at school. After that, Stale only asked that poor students prevent harm to ordinary students, and let them spit out their purpose and information. We do not allow persistent violence.
And Pride also ordered Steyl and Gilbert not to overdo it when they deposited the request with Val.
You can't overdo it for ordinary students.
Her orders were only directed at [ordinary students].
And for Val, at least, it wasn't just the average student who was blackmailing the junior students, it was just like him.
A warning that did not contradict the person's consciousness was played, and it was possible to use his special ability even if he was not noticed. Pushed off from a height, dropped into a hole and left alone, to the point of losing consciousness, all the "outsiders" who were touched by his original criminal specialty never came back to school.
Because the back-office that wanted to make small money was literally baptized painfully by the [senpai] on the road.
"No, that's too much." When we saw it, we were all out of our minds. "
With the permission of Her Royal Highness, I will take care of it.
Arthur muttered in a daze, and Harrison was overflowing with murderous aura.
Instead of turning to Arthur, everyone in the room unexpectedly twisted one end of their mouth to the words directed at Stale.
Everyone here knows that Harrison's proposal to deal with Val is not a lie, but a serious one, unlike Arthur and Steil, who blur their voices to Val. Immediately afterwards, Arthur, the person who said that he was overdoing it, said, "No, please don't do anything wrong." With a blue face, he came to a stop.
Harrison had already reached for his sword, but he had no choice but to grab the jock instead.
Harrison knew that Val was infiltrating the school and that he was entrusted with a request from Steil and Gilbert, but he couldn't be relentless just because he was bothering Pride and now lamenting. First of all, he still hasn't forgiven Val for his record.
Arthur was relieved that Harrison had suppressed him, but his sharp purple eyes were once again directed at him. Arthur's shoulders jerked up and down, and he stood up to it unexpectedly. Regardless of the amount of alcohol, Harrison's voice remained unchanged and low. Arthur's motion to open his mouth a little bit, and Arthur's ready to say something about Val again.
"... Captain. Why haven't you even named your first prince, Steyl Royal Ivy?"
"Yes...?"
Arthur unintentionally turned his back to the words that were released as he crawled.
No………………………… In other words, let your eyes swim naturally. I didn't expect to be pointed out suddenly without any context at all.
Arthur can't even think of an excuse for Harrison's quest to cut off the conversation.
Originally, Arthur intended to hide his friendship rather than talk to Steil normally, but before he knew it, Steil's mouth made it known to all the Knights. Besides, I was in a natural state because I was in front of the Kingsguard Knights who had seen me and Steil many times before, but if I recall well, Harrison, who had not yet been present for her and Steil over pride, did not even know the conversation as a friend.
If that's not the case, it's obvious from the two exchanges at the reclaimed post-war celebration, but it's not Harrison who can do it.
I just cried out in my head, "Why are you asking me something more important in my current context?" But there's no way I can tell Harrison about it.
From Harrison's point of view, he didn't care about the way in which he spoke because he was only undercover as a student at school, but the fact that the First Prince was visiting and drinking in Alan's room as a matter of course, not to mention that Arthur was lining up next to Stale as a matter of course, was all in doubt.
Since I was invited to the room, I didn't have to take the lead in the conversation, so I didn't bother to say it out loud. Now that Arthur had given me the right to talk and speak, Harrison's doubts grew silent.
Arthur, searching for an excuse while twitching and twitching his facial muscles, decides that Stale will be the first to launch the ship.
Lieutenant Harrison called out to him, and with a smile on his face, Steyl turned his arm around Arthur's shoulder.
“You know me and Arthur are friends. That's why I asked you at the time not to use salutations or titles."
I'm the one who sharpens the same sword. Arthur's greasy smile was the only one that made him smile so brightly.
Arthur's face twisted and scowled at the smile that he was definitely doing on purpose, but Stale's smile didn't break. And now that Harrison had just pointed it out, Arthur was not the one who could say "Temeconoyalow" here. Instead, from Steyl, he said, "Don't you? If I could point a black smile at him from a close distance, I would understand that he was completely playing with me.
Arthur turned his face to Harrison and said, "That's it," but in his heart, he was half thankful for defending me, and half dissatisfied with playing on purpose.
Steyl and Arthur were convinced by Harrison's words, but then another question was directed sharply at Arthur.
"Why can't I be the first prince of the royal family...?"
"Ahhhhh! That's right... because Mr. Harrison..."
"What am I?"
Giggle!! Arthur's cold sweat flooded the place.
To Arthur, who still pays tribute to himself, it's only natural for Harrison to ask why he can't get rid of Stale. And for Arthur, it was a completely different matter.
I couldn't cope with the Stone Style, but I smiled bitterly and stopped. Meanwhile, Arthur and Harrison began to have an irresistible exchange: "Didn't I say that before?" "Another year ago."
Aya...... Alan looks at it with a half laugh, and understands that this is what Harrison would do.
Basically, Harrison doesn't talk much, but I think he's only been talking to Arthur since he started having breakfast with him. It has been a long time since we cut off the flow of conversation, but it has rarely been this much in the conversation.
Eric was more concerned about Harrison's unusual, long talk than about helping Arthur. It is unusual for a conversation to be established more than a round trip to Harrison, which rarely speaks more than two words. I knew that Harrison and Arthur were talking about something during breakfast, but this was the first time that I had observed Arthur moving his mouth at close range for some reason.
"Harrison, don't embarrass Arthur any more." Don't cut to the chase. Most of Arthur, that's not what it's been like. "
Harrison frowned slightly as he wiped his fingers at his forehead as he entered the arbitration.
Everyone in the Knights knows that Captain Arthur is still paying tribute to most knights, including recruits, not just the Knights. Harrison wasn't the only one.
Even the column doesn't clearly know what criteria Arthur uses to distinguish between salutation and not. However, if the person in the lower position does not pay tribute to his boss, the opposite is not in itself to blame. It is not uncommon for superiors to forgive their subordinates and juniors for their shattered tone.
Harrison had no intention of listening to Column at all, but he accepted it unavoidably in that it was still troubling the Captain.
I turned my attention away from Arthur, and naturally pulled my body back to the previous position.
When Arthur shouted "Thank you very much" just for the gaze of Column's help, only a shrugged smile came back from the column. In fact, I know Column himself well, who said that Harrison was stronger than his ability to speak, and that he did not want to embarrass Arthur.
Now that Harrison has finally returned to his normal listening position, everyone's shoulders are relaxed. Confirming that Harrison was tilting his jock, Alan quickly emptied the second jock and poured the third jock into the stele while laughing.
"Well, what were you talking about?" Unfortunately, Harrison will be escorting Arthur tomorrow, and Chancellor Gilbert will be doing well. ”
"Yes.... and Captain Alan." Actually, I wanted to ask you one question. "
Alan rolls his eyes at the unexpected throw from Stale.
I tried to get the conversation back on track, but Stale accidentally overflowed with alcohol from the jock, not expecting to be questioned himself.
I woke up at the table with a bottle of wine, and as my body turned around, everyone's gaze naturally turned back to the staircase. Slightly frowning, Sail squeezed his lips and dropped his gaze into the glass, then asked Alan slowly, hesitantly.
"Today's second limit... it's about you, sister"
Pfft...
Contrary to the seriously asked Steyl, it was the partner next to him who spurted out.
Fortunately, it didn't contain alcohol, so I didn't have to dirty the floor, but after the spray, I turned my back to everyone, twisted my upper limbs, and began to cough withered. The shivering and laughing shoulder proves that there was no poison in the liquor.
Harrison, who only stood up for a moment and raised his hips, lifted his guard when he saw Arthur's sideways face before he turned away. Arthur apologized with a withered voice, and Stale poured an absolute zero-degree gaze with frustration and anger.