The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

The surroundings calmed down.

Isaac also shut up and watched silently what she was going to talk about next.

She still had such a sad look on her face that she was about to cry.

"It's terrible, Grandpa. Isaac is the one who saved our country. If your grandfather asks you that, I can't answer that you're not cute."

Listening to Loretta, Isaac floats a hatena mark in his head.

Because Isaac only looks like a pretty girl.

(Oh, is that it too? Is that the difference in aesthetic sensation or something?

Because Isaac has memories of his previous life, he has a different standard of beauty than humans in this world.

By conversation with my family, I'm aware of the difference in aesthetic sensation, so I'm like, "Isn't this cute?," Isaac thought.

Long straight silver hair seems beautiful, and a sad, sad look invites asylum.

Of course, the face is quite beautiful.

He is still young but he is also in shape to make me feel futuristic.

I didn't know what was wrong with her.

"I'm not lying. I can be king of the future if I marry you, and you're so cute."

"It's a lie!

Loretta denies Hector's words in a strong tone.

Isaac was confused by this situation.

Because even though it was a Victory Celebration party, I felt like I was causing a subtle atmosphere.

Hector caused it, but no one can blame it more than being king.

Driven by nature and the thought "if I don't do something about it".

"Your Highness Loretta, you look beautiful from my eyes..."

As a result, those words were coming out of my mouth.

But she just looked extra sad.

"I'm just hiding the ugly..."

Loretta holds down the hidden part with her hair - the left half of her face - with her hands.

(Is that a medium two pathological reason?

For a moment, Isaac thinks about it.

But I immediately abandoned the idea.

If that's exactly the reason, it should be corrected soon.

That being the case, the options are limited.

"Will you be left injured?

Loretta nodded slowly as she shook her body victoriously.

Isaac's predictions seemed to have been met.

"When I was a kid, I fell into a flowerbed fence and my cheeks ripped open. The magic of the court magician healed the injury, but it left a scar..."

The look on Loretta's face, who seemed sad, turns into a caged look: "I'm a little envious of Isaac's beautiful, scratchless face".

"Mr. Isaac is a very nice man. I don't want to be out of tune. And yet, I can't believe you're trying to fish the throne for bait... I didn't want those who took care of me to use that method."

The reason she didn't like the engagement seemed to be in Hector's way.

It might not have been the same after we talked about the wounds on our faces and politely told them how good this engagement was for both countries.

But Hector showed Loretta, who hid his facial wound, and pulled the word "beautiful" out of Isaac.

Then, after seeing the wound, I can no longer say "not beautiful".

Because after I already said "beautiful," in public.

That makes it harder to turn down an engagement story.

- I know you want Isaac inside you.

- But I don't want to do anything to fool the hero of the Redemption, even though there are other things besides the throne.

With that in mind, Loretta blocked Hector's engagement story.

"Are you injured?... Surely women might be concerned. But what about it?"

"Doesn't that... hate women with big wounds on their faces, etc?

"'Cause why don't you just heal your wounds"

Isaac was flat against Loretta representing his emotions.

"If it's the magic of the elves over there, you can definitely cure it. I've had my stomach amputated, too, but I haven't got any scars."

Isaac points to the corner of the garden.

The elves enjoy a relaxing cup of tea there.

Supporting roles were attached to each elf, one from the side of the Kingdom of Reid and the Kingdom of Fartil.

This is to prevent the nobles from arriving.

The order of greetings is also well organized and taken into account so that there is no such thing as surrounding multiple people.

Sometimes he helped restore the city, but sometimes it was his first public contact with an elf for the kingdom of Fatil, and he could see a cautious attitude.

"Elves...... Ah, elves!

Loretta looks at the elves and raises her voice of gratitude.

- There were people so close to saving me.

The kingdom of Fatil had never had the idea of doing them a favor, just because they had never interacted with the elves before.

But he treats the city's residents and soldiers and helps them clean up after the city.

"Then my face, too," Loretta began to expect.

"Isaac, can you ask the elves to heal Loretta's face?

"Of course, I'll be happy to take it on. Okay, Your Highness. Shall we go?"

Isaac invites Loretta to come to the elf.

Behind it, Hector and Morgan follow.

After all, I guess I care about the elf magic.

As the aristocrats of both countries followed them zorozolo, the elves were beginning to turn their gaze towards something and Isaac and the others.

Claude was with Mathias and Leonard.

I guess I was talking about it with my family.

It'll get in the way, but Claude won't be reluctant to treat the girl's face, and she'll be happy to take it on.

Isaac headed straight to him.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is His Highness Loretta.

Isaac introduces Loretta first, then Claude and the others to Loretta.

First time we meet each other, let's start with a greeting.

Then, get to the point.

"In fact, His Highness Loretta is concerned about the wounds on her face. If you don't mind, I was wondering if I could ask you to treat me."

"Oh, you know what? I thought you were here to introduce me because you decided to have a fiancée."

Isaac giggled back at Claude's light mouth, and Loretta leaned down with her face bright red.

"Where are you injured?

"Face."

Loretta leaned down and shyly lifted her hair with her hands.

"Mmm."

"It's"

Look at the scars, Mathias and Leonard react.

Thinking it's bad to see Girosilo, Isaac also shifts his gaze to Loretta's cheek.

(Wow, hiccup...)

There was a painful wound that appeared to last from the mouth to the back of the cheek.

With all this scratching, the girl tries to hide it, and it becomes a complex.

Even though she was a direct princess, she couldn't decide on a fiancée until she was thirteen, she probably didn't like Loretta getting engaged to someone.

- I don't like marrying someone with a face like this.

- What a miserable marriage for the throne.

Things like that, Isaac imagines.

Born in the aesthetic shape of a concession, Isaac would have been a chunk of the complex if the same scar had been on him.

If I were a girl, the pain would double.

It seemed like a pretty hard life.

But Mathias and the others were surprised for different reasons.

"That's an old wound... I'm sorry, but I can't fix this."

Claude's words poke brutal facts at Loretta.

"Why? It's powerful enough to cure a thousand torso cuts."

Isaac asks why he can't be cured.

Leonard replied to this.

"Whatever the distorted form, the old wound will be in a state where the injury has healed. Therapeutic magic can cure injuries, but it can't cure them any more once they've healed. Sorry."

Hearing his explanation, Isaac considers why.

(It works when cells are bulking each other, but I don't know if I can break down and reconstitute the stuck cells once? magic seems convenient, but isn't it omnipotent)

Next to Isaac thinking about why, Loretta was shaking her body.

"I knew it wouldn't work," even though I had hope, because I was thrust to the bottom of my grief.

She begins to weep big grains.

- I don't want anyone to see me cry.

I think so, and Loretta tries to leave this place.

Isaac grabbed her arm and wouldn't let her walk away.

"Harassment? I thought," Loretta, but Isaac looked flat as usual.

"Well, well, wait a minute. It's not too late to check one."

"What..."

"Do you still have other ideas?" Loretta wanted to hear it, but she couldn't hear it because she was crying.

When Isaac saw that she had stopped trying to walk away, he let go of the hand that was grabbing her arm.

"Excuse me for grabbing my arm. But I don't think it's going to turn out so bad."

Isaac stands beside Mathias' sitting seat and pounds his ear as he rubs his hands.

"I'd like to ask an experienced Mr. Mathias, would you mind?

"How do you say no in this situation?"

Loretta sees it with a sharp eye, and those around her are focusing their gaze on Isaac and Mathias.

"I don't like it" and so on here, even Mathias can't say.

With a bitter laugh, I waited to see what Isaac was about to hear.

"Actually...... If you can't cure old wounds, what happens if you make new ones? For example, if you cut out the wound, will the injury heal with the wound remaining? Or does the wound disappear and the injury heal? Do you know these examples?

"Huh?"

Not just Mathias, but the loose voice between Claude and Leonard overlapped.

They're just elves, good ears.

Because Isaac was hearing exactly what he was hearing.

"Hey, wait a minute. Why would you think such a lame thing?

"No, I somehow thought of it, so I thought I'd just check it out. How about that?

"I've never heard of you doing that on purpose. Sure sounds worth a try..."

If you are an elf, you will heal yourself quickly if you get injured, so no old wounds will remain.

I give up "that's what it is" because even if there are ancient wounds on humans and dwarves, they won't heal if they do magic.

It's madness to make new wounds and treat them.

There shouldn't have been any elves I'd tried.

Mathias has been alive for a long time now, but I have never heard of such a method.

"So why don't you take this opportunity to give it a try? The range of magical treatments will increase."

"No, but it is"

Mathias looks at Loretta.

I don't want to imitate how much or how little I try on a girl who doesn't know if it works.

That was the same for Isaac.

So I'll bring the story to Hector, who was following me with him.

"Your Majesty. Perhaps we can heal His Highness's ancient wounds in a new way. It's just a painful way to create a new wound in an ancient wound, so you should try it out with the hopeful."

If it's true, I'd like to say, "Looks like you're a sinner," but not much of a statement like that leads to unnecessary misunderstandings.

So in the name of the "hopeful," I tried to get him to recruit someone who would voluntarily become an experimental bench.

"If it's for Your Highness, I'll volunteer."

One nobleman who was listening to Isaac and Hector comes up with one.

When he removed the gloves on his left hand, he showed Isaac and the others with his hands spread out so that they could see well.

"I lost my index finger and middle finger fingertips in past wars. The cut is on your arm if you prefer, so feel free to try it."

I guess there is a desire to show you the good in front of Hector that you should be cured of your injury.

Even though I didn't know what they were going to do, I came out of nowhere to be cowardly.

"Hmm, I don't know if it's healing but hurting me again..."

"I think it's best to stay natural."

Claude and Leonard look sinister.

They seem to have an aversion to the practice of making new wounds until they are treated.

But Mathias was different.

"Doesn't that sound interesting? Let's try it once. If you're going to succeed, more people are going to help you, and if you can't, or not, you just have to do it again."

He was riding.

We have seen those whose hands and feet become crippled by wars and accidents.

It's an abusive method, but if you can treat it this way, a lot of people help.

Because I didn't think it was a bad idea to ride Isaac's suggestion.

"Oh, man. Isaac."

Morgan gets worried and speaks to Isaac.

I feel a disturbing atmosphere.

Because I had a feeling I should stop.

"It's okay. It hurts, but the new wounds heal properly."

But Isaac answers confidently.

I feel painful, but there are no new injuries left.

I thought it was worth a try.

Nevertheless, you can't try in public like this.

The nobleman who had named him, Mathias, and the knight who was guarding the party venue, decided to turn to the shadows and do it there.

After a while...

"Wow!

- I heard a roar like a nobleman's.

When he jumps out of the shadows, he pieces with his left hand.

"I'm cured, I'm cured!

I wasn't signing the piece, I seemed to appeal to you that your fingers were back on track.

Look at his fingertips, his surroundings twitch.

"Elf magic is amazing."

"Sure, but it's great to use, too."

"This is the moment when a new cure is established."

Even injuries with sequelae can be treated.

But even hands and feet with such sequelae will heal if you slash them and use the elf magic.

It was an abusive cure, but it was also a hopeful cure for those living in disabling conditions due to injury.

"You can't be abusive to Your Highness right now, so use it if you have any medicine to relieve your pain. You'll be gone soon."

"Really, this wound..."

Loretta looks at Hector.

"There should have been a medicine to reduce the pain. Let's get them ready right away. Hey."

Hector orders his own secretary to make arrangements.

This is something the elves need to do before they go home.

"Isaac, I'm sorry I tried to use the throne as bait to push Loretta. But if the injury heals, she'll be a cute girl with no complaints. I don't know, why don't you really think about getting engaged?

Now he's serious, and he's officially signed up for an engagement.

But Isaac looks sorry and waves.

"Bringing up an engagement story after the war won't do anything loco. Because there is something about His Majesty Garrett and Mrs. Melinda. You may think you can let me be engaged to Your Highness now, but you may change your mind after the day. I don't think it's for Your Highness to proceed at this time of year, when the war has just come to an end. Shin Shi -"

"I don't mind, I forgive you. I didn't mean to bring it in suddenly."

Hector blocked Isaac from saying his words of apology before he could.

Because if you let Isaac care so much, he'll be a total bad guy.

"You worried about Lord Welrod, too. I'm sorry. Let's move on with the elves here about Loretta. Enjoy the party with Isaac."

"I thank His Majesty for his concern."

Morgan gladly rode Hector's offer.

I told Isaac, "Isn't that a little too much? 'Cause I just wanted to talk to you.

He greeted Hector and Mathias and left the scene with Isaac.

"Isaac is a very driven man."

That's how Loretta shrugged as she looked at Isaac's back.

"Oh, right. By the way, Loretta, aren't you interested in studying abroad?

"Study abroad? Oh, there is!

What Hector asked was easy to understand.

If you can't move on with your engagement story in the Gotagotta of War, you just have to get close during your student life.

That way, we can get along casually.

Loretta holds down her scratchy left cheek and has a woot eye.

- Without this wound, we can talk face to face with dignity.

Where I was prepared for a gray life, Isaac gave me colour.

Loretta even began to think that such wounds were destined to be intimate with Isaac.