It was "grass" that came in.
Right. Think about it, right?
Speaking of assassinations, "grass".
I wonder why you didn't notice.
"... can you explain?
Philia and Thousand Mornings, too, seem to have noticed.
He was a hazy uncle, but gave his life in a calm voice.
"Tell me everything. No reluctance, no apology needed.
"Ha. I was following my uncle's life and exploring Master Yang's whereabouts. I will withhold that content here, as I have previously reported.
Put in no, "grass" speaks.
"... I am the old minister of Woodmell. When there was Solemn Qing, he was supposedly dead on the surface, but came to serve Uncle Gummel. 'Look at it because it's good. If you don't mind, you can stab me. For Woodmell, think for the three brothers, serve me.' And that's what they say. For the next seven years, I spent it as' grass'. My uncle has rebuilt the Wood Mel realm, and I have no omission in your brother's education, and even people like me have hope for the future. Eventually the Woodmell family will be rehabilitated as well. Yes, I believed it.
Why, I need to tell you about his background.
The question was resolved immediately.
"As for Master Yang's writings, as" grass, "I knew the obvious. But if you go through the details with your uncle's life, it's too pitiful... If this is to succeed the Woodmell family, what will happen? Old Woodmell ministers' struggles so far and the future they dreamed of seemed to collapse, making me feel dark.
Motivation.
Hope for Woodmell and disappointment for Jan.
His background was what led to the motive.
"At this point, I am 'grass' disqualified. This job doesn't work, as it seems to be swept away by emotions.
The voice of "grass" echoes in a whirlwind.
"The complexion of the uncle reading the report was also terrible. Honestly, I thought you'd get the word 'assassinate'. No, maybe you were expecting that. But that's not what my uncle said. Remaining pale in his face, he grabbed the chair and stood up, 'Reinforce supervision. First is the elimination of the surroundings?' Yes, you said it. I was summoned immediately and ordered to eliminate the surroundings.
"Grass," he lay down.
"And... my uncle went on..." I'm sorry. 'and. "
My voice trembles.
"I couldn't get my face up. I'm ashamed of myself... Assassination is an inexpensive means. For the stability of Gummel and Woodmell, that is the most efficient. But my uncle wasn't chosen for it. The uncle weighs his predecessor, His Excellency the Earl of Woodmell, above all else. More than anyone, you think of your brother. They chose you without hesitation, even if it was a choice that continued to be difficult. Yet I, the old minister, am so willing to kill my predecessor... I can no longer be named Woodmell's. No, at the time it became grass, maybe it was Gummel's. That's what Woodmell's old minister meant, and what he shouldn't think...
"I said then in the sense of 'I'm sorry I made you do a hard investigation'... Well, did you think, 'I'm sorry, you can choose to assassinate'? Was there a curse there?
Uncle Gummel also crushed into bitterness.
"My uncle has ordered me to continue to monitor Master Yang. I asked Master Yang's room how I should feel about coming......
"It's okay now. See how Lord Yang is doing. Seizurally, isn't it?
Chiharu sent out a help boat.
"Yes, you're right. If it was a planned assassination, I was better prepared to make sure it looked like a natural death, but it was an episodic behavior...... Instead, my suspicious eyes will turn to my uncle...
"I didn't think it was you, either. I don't know because I'm not such a hectic disguise guy. Someone would have done it between receiving the report and giving the order and heading to the room. I thought things were strange because I felt responsible as my own mess.
My uncle supplemented. I guess that's all I trusted in "grass".
"I was going to tell you, if it meant I was the killer, this would already mean 'it's an assassination by an uncle'. This sin was determined to be something I should bear...... Thus, I will serve any sentence beyond what is revealed.
"Grass" sat down and turned his hand behind himself.
Chiharu quickly grabs Kayness's hand, stretched out into a sword pattern.
"Count Gummel gave his life for the assassination of Lord Jan, and Lord Woodmell rebuffed it, didn't he?
"Uh-oh."
Your son's voiceless screams were sucked into the scheduling of a room with high soundproofing.
No matter how poorly done, the blood family left in this world, only three brothers. Kayness suffers from the insanity of turning one's enemies into the present and doing nothing.
Even a moderate boy, will this happen?
"Should we change places? Where no one can see it.
"Grass" says. Even though it's about me, I'm amazingly calm. The disparity with Kayness is terrible. Are you ready or broken?
How do I put this air away?
With that in mind, Phyllia, who is good at reading the air, began to disturb the air even more for some reason.
"Does it make sense to sentence this person to private imprisonment?
Everyone turned to Filia in unison.
"He's right. The future would have been miserable if Brother Kayness's assessment had settled as infirmity and Jan had succeeded Woodmell. Even if Brother Kayness becomes his successor, a disturbing molecule responsible for Jan should appear. Jan, it was better not to be here. His actions are the best for the future of Gummel and Woodmell and for the peace of the people. Wasn't it actually the best means to meet the consignment from Uncle Woodmell?
That's what I'm saying, I'm going back to Kayness.
"Brother Kayness, you mourned your lack of strength. If you forgive him here, you'll get one dead soldier, won't you? It's also very capable.
I don't know how far I'm serious about it, but I could see Kayness's temper shredding visibly into poisonous remarks.
It seems to disturb the air, calming it down.
I can't believe what you say is going to save one's heart. Is that also the case?
It really doesn't make it to Filia.
"So there's no way to acquit anyone who kills one person?
Kayness says. Hold back the sentiment of "brother's revenge" as much as you can and judge it as an egg of an exchanger. Sometimes nobility is sad.
"But this man has come this far without any honor for the merits to be appreciated.
My uncle speaks. You dare to argue, broaden your horizons and increase your choices. But I can't say I didn't have any feelings for this man/"grass". This man has also supported Woodmell Gummel, along with his uncle and Kayness.
"You can also make me dedicate the rest of my life to Woodmell reconstruction.
Again Philia's remarks at the behest of her uncle.
"That would be too harsh. You killed the old lord's son. This man's heart has been torn apart and abused.
Thousands of Early Words. Good for the world, I guess I shouldn't say. She's looking at people. I'm staring at "one thing".
"That's why. Isn't there also the salvation of the mind of letting you focus on your work?
Filia argues. Nor was she, for example, a political machine.
I was thinking "salvation" of "grass." hypocritical, should I say? Even in Japan, when you're in middle school or high school, it's natural, right?
"Exile, what about it?
Two words with my mouth on them.
I don't know if that's reasonable or not. Because this was the first time for me that I stood between ethics, morality, law and politics.
I just came out with my mouth shut.
Everyone turns this way.
"I see."
Uncle Gummel opened his mouth.
"There is no doubt that this man killed a man. But by the time we got there, there had been a harsh process. Mostly, it's on me. If you're guilty of this man, it would be unjust if you didn't appreciate this man's accomplishments either, but that hasn't been done before. There are ways of giving jobs, but I also know the idea that it's already harsh. Exile, then? No protection, no restraint. offset by merit and sin. Few of the information this man holds leaks and hurts, etc. No, it can't be a leak. Do you want to go with it? Is that all right?
Everyone nodded.
"Seven years since then. A lot, maybe we're here when we need to change. This man, and we, may have to be released.... Taoist Hilo, you said good things. Thank you."
Uncle Gummel turned to me and bowed his head. He's a candid man.
"A large circle, isn't it? Thank you very much.
For the first time, Miss Britney opened her mouth. This is the one who started it all.
Be central. Determine the flow. It may have been this one who served as a nobleman.
Just another day. I'll have to ask him too. It's a party.
"Jan, is that okay?
"Good or bad...... Can you disagree with this flow? Old minister, huh? If you get hit inside..., say it's for Woodmell. Well, you can't complain. Looks like Kayneth's brother and Semi are safe, and it doesn't make any sense for me to be here. I'm going back to heaven before they beat me up a thousand years ago.
Even if it's scum, I just think about the brothers. No, about the house.
So much so, is the rebuilding of the house heavy?
I learned seven years of harshness for the "Woodmell one".
I found out how big the wound was in the Woodmell Games.
"Tell Kayness. Woodmell, Seimi, please. That's all.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
At last, Jan returned to heaven, saying something that seemed apologetic.