"That's good." This will also incite Ray's cooperation properly. "

After walking a few meters out of the Mansion, Arthur first laughed at Pride.

Having secured an agreement to help Ray, they have successfully achieved their goal and are on their way home.

Yes, and Pride smiled back at Arthur. I made eye contact with Arthur, who was pulling me back to protect myself, and then slowed down a bit.

"Is Jack injured or something? You protected us this time, didn't you?"

"It's okay! It's okay... I wasn't able to attack all of them, and even when I jumped out of the room, it was superfluous..."

"It won't be superfluous." Just because they didn't end up attacking us, it wasn't strange when they were set on fire. ”

This time, Arthur shook his head at the pride that he was trying to peek into his back before passing up, and Stale was dumbfounded.

Arthur squeezed his lips while unexpectedly pressing his unharmed back to take care of them. I finally give up because my pride stops my legs worryingly and goes all the way to my back. The customer stopped her feet without resistance, and there was no injury and it was not burnt.

In the eyes of pride, Arthur's back was safe after he burned his clothes. If you stroke your chest down, you can stretch your neck and exhale unnoticed even as you peer in. After all, Arthur was the one who stood up and protected her and herself, while holding the black edge of the glasses with his fingers. It is naturally difficult even for Stale to see Arthur's back, which always protects his back. Silently smacked vassal and yesterday's burns from next to Arthur's back pride to make sure there was no fever left.

It doesn't hurt much, but "I'm doing something," Arthur said, looking back at Stale with a reflexive look on his face. But at that time, he had already turned his gaze away from the direction of travel.

Pride understood with a sideways look that Arthur was tonguing and Still, who dared to be expressionless, was probably worried about Arthur as well.

"Nevertheless," Sail, who opened his mouth to switch the subject, threw a calm voice at the two of them.

“I didn't think it would break my bones just by cooperating.”

I'm telling you, this time, Ray was shy because of you, too.

Haha, Arthur pierces a nail into a shoulder-dropping sail.

Of course, Pride bought Ray's wrath the day before, but this time, the insect's whereabouts were bad because of Steyl's plan.

Stills replied that Arthur's attack “would have left him a little time to stay,” but his eyebrows narrowed slightly to the center. He lost all his backing and abandoned himself because he kept staying in the Mansion because Steyl and Gilbert dared to put his sins behind him.

Pride shrugged his shoulders with a bitter smile at the words. As a result, he was able to negotiate with Ray, but it was certainly possible that he had lost sight of Ray before he could be held back by mistake. If he loses the means to find the financial backup and Ryer, he will not return to Karen's house, abandon all his possessions and dazzle the castle.

... that mansion was also given to me by Anchorson...

I thought about it as I looked back at the mansion that I had walked lightly.

It's Ray's after Anchorson is captured, but there's a maintenance fee. It's hard for him to keep paying for the land under the castle.

You'll see me at school tomorrow, and now I can tell you more about Rhea.

Steyl and Arthur nodded their mouths in a soft voice that held the two together.

After the deal with Ray was made, it was officially a pride to be given information about Rhea, but that's not something to take back with you until tomorrow.

Not all of Ray's own information about Rhea was disclosed to the back office. If I were to provide all that information, I would compile the paperwork tomorrow and it would be a suggestion from Ray himself.

I could hear it from his mouth on the spot, but I had not been allowed enough time from the castle to speak slowly to the pride who had already been allowed to go out for two days in a row. In particular, unlike the pride in the cautionary period, when Steyl, who was busy as an assistant in public affairs, returned to the castle, his duties as assistant to the regent and assistant to the king began early.

And I think it would be more convenient if I could get the pride as a document. It is easier to manipulate details and information as much as possible. I know Ray and Rhea, but I can't even know what Rhea looks like.

The [Prediction] I saw was only the scene where Ray was talking about Rhea.

Later, when he found out about the bad things on campus and told Steyl and the others that he had left the castle, she couldn't say that she knew what Lyere was like.

And Pride, who knows the appearance of Rhea by game knowledge, can't talk until he actually meets Rhea. Three years ago, the figure could have been different.

I don't know if I can find him or not, but if I easily misrepresent Ryer, I will create a contradiction in my prediction.

"The servants were relieved, too." Somehow... everyone seems to be worried about Ray today. "

As Arthur remembered, his gaze floated in the sky.

As Pride and Stale walked out again, they held the vine of the silver-rimmed glasses in both hands and repositioned it.

After the negotiation with Ray was concluded, it was Ray who returned to his room without seeing him off, but all the servants who passed by Ray's pride, who had returned from his room unharmed, were breathing a deep breath of relief.

"Are you hurt?" he said to the pride who greeted him. "Fo-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha." "No fire in the room," he said, confirming the safety of Ray and Pride. Furthermore, since everyone held a bucket of water and a wet fireproof cloth, it was easy to imagine that they were also anticipating and refraining from arson of Ray, just like themselves.

As I remembered each of them, I was sure that they were all the servants who jumped into Ray's room yesterday, and their pride matched their memories. Once I left the Mansion, I had my eyes wide open to see that I was safe until I met the guards.

Oh no, even if the gold is gone, can't Ray stay in the special classroom?

"It would be possible at this stage." It's not about money, it's a special frame for treating me as an aristocrat. If you are a Karen of the Baron's House, you are eligible to belong to a special class, not the Anchors who have been stripped of their titles. "

Unless he was willing to decline, Steyl threw his gaze at Arthur with a simple tone of voice.

While silently nodding his pride, he confirms to himself that he is only [] at this stage.

I don't know what will happen if his guilt is revealed in the future. It is the same as the rules of the school, but there is a part that must be judged as the law of the country. Even though he has a large position as an important witness, he arranges the charges in his head whether he will still be punished to this extent. But Ray was sure that even Rhea would be able to accept all the punishment without hesitation.... if they find me.

All of you, be prepared to be like this.

Ray's words echoed vividly in his head, and Pride accidentally grabbed his wrists.

As she slightly strained her shoulders, Stale and Arthur also asked, “What's wrong?" and almost simultaneously shouted. It's a pride to shake your head back to the side, but I think you have to be prepared for stains.

I'm not going to say half my face on the boulder right now, but if I can't find Lyre, I won't be able to hit him with the same amount of anger. I don't mean to bother you, but I'll definitely renew my desire to find Ryer so I don't give him any more guilt.

"I'm really glad you two are here today." Thanks to you, I was able to convince Ray to stay safe. "

”No... I haven't done anything this time about the itchy teeth”

No, if I said that, I would either run away or become a shield after all.

Nothin '. The two of you who deny it together, laugh in pride.

Arthur, who holds the black edge of the glasses and scrapes the back of his neck and lowers his waist, understands that it is not even humble and he really thinks so.

From Stale and Arthur's point of view, the fact that Ray didn't attack after all is a strong reason to leave everything to Pride to convince him.

For Steyl, even though he was merely an aide to his pride, he did not talk like he did yesterday, nor did he stand up against Ray. I think it would be better if Arthur had less of his own turn than if he weren't in danger of pride, but it was a bit embarrassing to have taken pride out of the room and fled.

As usual, the pride of two too humble people smiling at the child's appearance warmed their hearts. No, I walked gently and looked back at the stele walking next to me and Arthur lying behind me.

"With the two of us here, Ray and I could talk head-on." I knew the two of you would definitely protect me. "

That's why I wasn't scared at all, ”the two legs stopped unexpectedly as she laughed mischievously.

The smile, which was too innocent, was pointed at from under the sun, with unpleasant clothes and no makeup. For a moment I almost forgot that she was a princess.

Looking at Ray's spectacular special abilities, she faced them without fear, reached out, and spoke as if it was all thanks to herself that she touched the exposed burned cheek. She was like a girl who knew she was coming to pick her up.

Pride, who understood the horror of Ray's special abilities better than anyone, didn't doubt that they would protect him. Stale would have helped me, Arthur would have protected me, and I wasn't even afraid when Ray grabbed me by the arm.

Even if you don't think you're going to make a mess of yourself anymore.

"Thank you, both of you." I'm counting on you again. "

The pride of laughing like a lady while hiding her mouth with one hand, her stopped leg collapsed as it was.

Even though it is a word I am used to hearing now, I will hit my chest as many times as I want. With just one move, she became more glorious as a princess. I think a fourteen-year-old woman is adorable and beautiful enough to wear no matter how much she dresses.

Pride reached out with a dazzling smile, “Let's go home,” to the two of them, who stood dazzled and dyed from their cheeks.

Lined up just between them from a position facing each other, she grabbed the hands of the styles and put her arms together with Arthur.

The two of them, who had been suddenly and naturally moved, responded with a beat by saying, "It's gone......" With an overflowing smile, the pride facing the front gripped the two of them and put its strength into their arms. Without knowing what was happening, the two of them lost their eyelids, and remained under their wobbly feet in perfect line with their pride.

"Wait, please... Jeanne... this is it!" what do you mean..... "

It's close. It's close.

As soon as she finally swallowed the facts, her heart burst out of her head, not surprisingly.

Stale, whose hands were tethered to grab his four fingers without being able to intertwine them, was dazzled by too much blood flow. While I was asking, my gaze went to my hand, which was clenched more than my pride.

Even when I was a child, I didn't often hold hands like this, but I held hands with her as if it was natural. Immediately after I seriously thought it was a dream, I remembered that Arthur was the only one who was still watching. The desire to shake it off, and... if you want to connect the corners properly, you want to regroup your fingers, and you struggle evenly. His eyes did not turn away from the tied hands, and his glasses were clouded with thinness.

Arthur was about to burn his head. The physical distance from her is much closer than Stale's.

Grrrr, I was tied up in arms like I used to when I was pulled at school, but the situation was completely different. I don't want to take myself out of the situation, but I can feel the feel of my arm clearly.

Even though it was a blind street, it was impossible for a knight to combine his arms like this with the First Princess. Above all, by putting your arms together, your body will stick to your shoulders as well as your arms of pride. For a moment, I thought that I might be able to kill him, but so far nothing had flown. However, if the feeling and aroma of pride could be clearly felt nearby, the waves would be strong enough to break my heart.

The glasses on the silver rim are shifted, and I think I will die from the seizure, but I can't take off my thin arm on my own will.

Philip gripped me just now, and Jack stuck to me like this, didn't he?

The pride of laughing funny made the two of them hide their smile.

The words pointed out unexpectedly raised and lowered their shoulders. When I remembered what they did when they confronted Ray, I felt a burning sensation all over my body. To move the pride in an instant, Stale kept gripping her hand, and Arthur kept moving. Indeed, compared to that time, the level of closeness remained unchanged, but it was rather low. But now, unlike in an emergency, the intention to stick together is completely different. Right now, pride is just...

I just want to stay connected.

Just a little more. If you're a commoner, you can walk like a family member.

I'll leave before people see me. I don't even think about the backward misunderstanding I had before, I just think the two of us would forgive it.

In public and as a princess, I also know that the current behavior is out of common sense. However, I was only happy to be protected by the two of them, and now I wanted to sweeten Jeanne with a few dozen steps.

I want to return it in the way I received it, whether I was happy to be protected or grateful or trusted. Arthur's arms, the hands of Stale, who was always there to help, and the arms of Arthur, who was always there to protect, were incredibly warm and reassuring.

Steyl and Arthur couldn't say anything back with their lips squeezed against her as she laughed at her teeth as if she had returned to her childhood at the age of fourteen.

I can't take my eyes off the hand I grabbed, and when I was too close, my legs became entangled in my blurry head, and now I think that she is connected with me as [Jeanne]. Just a few more steps, until you feel a sign of someone, just a little more and you keep counting, feeling like a clock needle with a heart beating too fast.

Just a little, I throat at the word, and I realize how long and short that little bit is.

... I wish the Gilchrist family were deserted.

...... I don't think we'll be able to extend the top-secret inspection.

Aware of the signs of others, she was relieved of her warmth.

"Sister" and "Princess" saw her innocent smile without a crown for a few days, and they mourned the speed of time.