"What are you complaining about to Arthur?"
I'm curious too.
Arthur is a very fine and brilliant knight, even if he doesn't look at it in the eye, and he's the head of the complete meritocracy 8th Squad. How can you be depressed when you have a good personality and strength?
Then now Captain Alan doesn't know that much about it either, and he turned his attention to Captain Column.
I gently put my finger on my temples with my fingertips on that gaze, and then Captain Column spoke to me with a slightly suppressing voice.
"If you insist on the Lord, is Arthur's attitude…"
Attitude
Me, Style, and Cedric both raise eyebrows for the reason of going a little diagonal in anticipation. I can't imagine Arthur behaving like a jerk to his subordinates. Sure, Norman's Arthur's men, and he'll be enlisted later.
But Captain Alan laughed half as if he was convinced by Captain Column's words. He has put his arms together and swayed his neck up and down again and again. Besides, Captain Column sighed briefly before continuing.
"Because Arthur has respect for most knights in the Knights. … it seems that Norman's opinion is that he wants you to behave more like a captain"
Oh......
I knew Arthur was Arthur.
Ask me, Norman seems unhappy that Arthur has a lower back to knights and recruits who are in a lower position than he is despite being captain. Though I like Arthur like him too.
But Norman says whenever Arthur gives instructions as captain, "It's inappropriate for you to say" to a recruit "or" Why would the captain apologize? It would be a natural decision. "" I know you don't have to tell me. Because I'm a knight once and for all, "he says, togetherness every time. But he's also not dissatisfied with Arthur joining the group younger than he is, and that he speaks respectfully to himself later when he enlisted.
"Arthur doesn't basically use salutations for knights whose time of enlistment is later than his own, including recruits."
"I remember that at the beginning of Norman's enlistment, Arthur had no respect either..."
Soon after I realize it, Captain Column continues to wrap it up with Captain Alan. Does that mean that's all Arthur is afraid of Norman's poisonous tongue comments?
Arthur really seems to be a different color in the eighth squad. It's kind of like having only one honor student mixed up in a bad class full of problematic children.... although that honor student is essentially the strongest fighter.
"... Again, it's impossible to let this measure be Arthur..."
Ha...... and I sighed and dropped my shoulder as Style remembered.
With regard to my measures that I was just talking about. I say, "Yeah, that's why I do it," to the phrase, "If it's me or Stayle, I can't let Arthur do it."... but they just cut me "but".
The style looks at me with glittering, pitch-black eyes from the back of my black edge glasses.
"It's still too dangerous for Pride to do it. Didn't you just piss him off even today? What are you going to do if you get caught upside down?"
"It's okay. If it was really dangerous, I'd avoid it properly, and I pissed it off." That's why you're in charge, right?
I remembered his memory earlier. The upset was bigger, but otherwise it was properly avoided. If you're a student opponent who doesn't even have a weapon, you're pretty sure you can beat it. Above all, I know the game of previous life to make this suggestion. I can do it best.
He was both convinced of the style and this, and tied his lips tight with a rugged look on his face. Maybe he's also really worried after finding out that I'm the most convenient. My position when I find out who I am also takes precedence over myself.
"You can hate them.... as long as it's stopped, so"
It's hard for the people to hate you as a princess, but it's much better than them being drunk by tragedy. If the Knights even if they get a bad review, they'll know, and if it's all going to heal round, that's the best decision to make.
Speaking with that in mind, for some reason the look on Style's face became extra harsh. It's kind of like a glance at what I'm thinking. It's a style, and I guess my thoughts have been read to some extent. Most importantly, depending on how I perceived it, it probably sounded like I was saying whatever happened.
Cloudy to the seemingly difficult look that even Cedric, Captain Alan and Captain Column seemed worried about me as though the look on Style's face were contagious.
Now I dare you to laugh consciously and brightly in order to solve your misunderstanding of me. "To it," he tilted his face, continuing his honest words as they were.
"What Style and Arthur are beside us and everyone we trust is working with us. So I'm fine."
The people I love are on my side.
Then I don't mind if that person hates me to help.
I think it would be fine if they or the people they want to help ahead were cared for, hated or neglected, as a result of which they would be happy. 'Cause I'm so happy that I'm too happy because of everyone who's here now, and on top of that, no people hate me, no complaints if they're happier than the game.
It is only for a moment that I, the princess, am involved in this way with them, the people. That would be good if they had a peaceful life in that moment for the rest of their lives.
Yes, I thought so. Would it have been sweet after all?
I was going to show it to you brightly, but for some reason the air is heavy.... or hot.
Cedric was the only one who looked up at me with a cheekstick from the front and smiled happily, "Even in place of my life," but Style, Captain Alan and Captain Column walked out of my face. I may have been stunned if it was too easy or too man-made.
Both the mouth-covered column captain and the style holding his mouth down with the back of his hand have red ears, and he is fooled that he is comfortable enough to embarrass himself as a princess after all.
Captain Alan also kept his face turned away for a long time, and this one may have pissed off his fist, although the hands he unloaded are gripped so forcefully that he mistakenly sees them as gutspaws. I don't know what to do, Captain Alan's fists are bouldering and I'm scared too. The opponent is the one who put Cedric on his knees with his armor on hand. I could have a broken bone and a ruptured gut. Though I don't expect a serious and gentle Captain Alan to come and beat me up.
Cedric also noticed after a beat late, "Hmm?" and looked around. Then I glanced at Stayle and the others, and once I nodded loudly about what convinced me, he stood up and ventilated himself in the room where he paid to "open even the window". As soon as the outside window opens, a pleasant breeze blows in.
I think in the corner of my head there's a little bit of a tiera to go by that you act like you always do in this awkward air.
"Ah... because, of course, I and I are going to act responsibly. It just means you don't care if they hate you because you have people you like."
"Wow, you don't have to chase me."
I try to excuse myself, and the style paints me on top with a flipped voice. No, I don't think it's ever passed on.
Style is also angry at me for passing through this. So I'm not gonna throw it all at the Stiles.
Style, who just puffy next door and overflowing with enthusiasm, still got round with his body to his back so he wouldn't be willing to hear any more excuses.
I don't know what to do, there's no Tiara or Chancellor Gilbert to follow me at times like this right now.
As one woke up, Cedric, who had finished opening the window, returned to the front sofa again. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha laughing and lowering his hips again.
"If you have been trusted by pride, which is nothing else, there is no reason not to respond. I don't know if I can help you to that extent, but after that, you just have to put your mouth together, right? I will follow your instructions and those of His Royal Highness Prince Stayle."
Say anything, Cedric was an invincible grin as he shook his golden hair in the wind with comforting words.
As strange as it is that I have not put my feet together on this occasion, and two years ago I am a liar reliable man. I would like Tiara to see this place more fully.
That makes my brother Wang seem pitiful to shine in the light of the sun in front of me now. Only as far as Tiara is concerned. Maybe he has a bad time. You look so good now.
Thank you, and I'll give Cedric my thanks, but I'll have a meeting specifically to match his back. Neither I nor Cedric will forget that once we remember, and if we decide on the details here, we will delude them even if they suspect us.
As declared, can I proceed with my conversation by becoming an executor, or once I took another confirmation on the back of the style, only the shriveled voice returned, "Please take it upon yourself..." I knew I was angry.
Instead, they may be mourning you for being so worried. I know the Stales are worried about me, and I'm glad to hear it, but now that I say it, they're going to be mad at me not to say the same thing again, so I stretched my arms and stroked my head while I leaned down instead.
Then I put down the style that left me pointing that way for a while, and me and Cedric move on with the meeting.
By the time I was done talking about it all and wrapped up, Stayle also sat me back with my body facing the front of the chair. Wiping my cloudy glasses, I was just a little worried that I hadn't aged my brother more than I did for a long sigh of sigh next door.
When I asked Cedric how the first day of school was after everything was finished at the end, I let my eyes shine and I said, "It was a very meaningful thing!" and a good reply came back. Well, I guess it was a fulfilling life enough to be a rumor in my class.
"Something called school is really interesting. I still want it to be incorporated in the United Kingdom of Hanazoo. I wrote to my brother the other day, but I'm going to write to him after a while."
Make sure you bring the school system to Hanazoo. So lively and vocal Cedric raised his gaze outside the wind-blowing window.
Captain Alan annoyed me, but when Cedric lowered the tone of his voice a little sorry, Captain Alan brightened back to me with a grumpy voice.
My face is still slightly red, but I'm smiling like I'm in a great mood right now. I'm relieved you don't seem angry anymore.
"His Royal Highness King Cedric was popular throughout the school in his class and everywhere. Students in the same class talked a lot about international postal services."
Cedric's class, which is a special classroom, is full of senior children such as upper management and aristocracy.
Although the high ministry is packed with men and women aged sixteen to eighteen, it is not difficult to imagine Cedric, the king's brother, being the object of attention. Besides, the international postal service is a prominent new institution in line with the school system, and its supervisor will want to get you extra close. With fewer competitors than social parties, many are looking for opportunities now. Many of them will be targeting Cedric's lover position.... Though I don't think it's possible to drop a fiercely one-sided Cedric on Tiara.
"Are all the elective classes enrolled in a middle school? It's also interesting to know that classes are separate for men and women. The content of the class itself usually seems different from that of the classroom... I can't help but look forward to hearing it again from the column captain in the" Knight "class!
Biku, and Captain Column's shoulders went up and down.
Knight classes are common subjects for both the few common and special classes.
Captain Column, pointing the face he had deviated from earlier at me, returned it to Cedric to push somewhere more of a precaution than modesty with a slightly heated face: "Ah, it's only basic technology..." My eyes are swimming a little as I grin at the end of my cramped mouth.
Until now, the Column captains who normally worked with Cedric, but since the recapture battle, they have said no to "any more to the overseers of our country's international postal service". Probably Cedric's undoubted act in the recapture.
Cedric seemed very sorry too, but I would have been very happy if Captain Column had continued to tell me that the Knights had allowed me to make formal arrangements with the Knights in the Knights' Exercise Ground instead.
Especially though Deputy Harrison said "definitely, as many times" at the front.... My liver is a little colder when I wonder if I have that brawl again many times.
At the time, I told Tiara the story later as well, and now she was angry with me in the face after changing her complexion to bright blue. "That guy is too dangerous!" I still can't tell Cedric about Tiara, who raved her voice. The only thing I can see is a depressing future again if I say it.
"It is true that in the classroom, men usually defend themselves against swordsmanship, martial arts, physical improvement, civil engineering, etc. Women are..."
Biku.
Now my shoulders went up and down. It's all in my head because I also invented it with Chancellor Gilbert when it comes to classes for men and women.
"Enjoy," she laughs with all her attention to her complexion as she twitches and wets herself with sweat from her face to her neck muscles and under her dress to avoid anyone noticing her.
Only with the bottom of my heart that I... would definitely avoid it.