The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

By the time I took full care of the children who had been born safely, and by the time I received the people who had come to the prison to cooperate, and sent them back politely, the sun was rising completely high.

Rain also rose the night before, and the greenery of the forest surrounding the prison was glowing with moisture.

The night of crisis and agitation left, and now Walzer Prison is overflowing with early summer sunshine, like the joy of life.

"It's finally a paragraph. Thank you very much for your hard work."

After dropping off the last group of "allies", Elma gathered the relaxed ones in the living room and offered them tea.

The big sinner's family and Lucas arrived at the wide table and received the cup with slow movements without hiding their fatigue.

"Elma, why don't you get some rest? You haven't slept in a long time."

Even with Elma's beautiful face, Lucas noticed that the color of fatigue seeped slightly, showing a thoughtful expression.

Yes, it is.

Elma, who was busy waking up to the ritual of the Demon King, helping with childbirth, taking care of the newborn, and honoring her allies, advised everyone to take a nap, but she didn't take a nap.

But...

"No, we have breastfeeding and weighing every two hours, dressing and washing... above all, we have a mission to observe and record and sketch her every hour. We must also convene a review conference to be named after seven days. What we do is like a mountain, and strangely, energy comes up like a mountain."

Elma responded by turning her shoulders. When you think about getting motivated from your whole body, suddenly you burst into a smile...

"I can't believe my brother is so cute... All humans must be thankful for this miracle, which brought him into the world, in such a way as to break the dishes of their knees and throw themselves into the earth."

"Ah, ahh...."

Lucas convulses his face to Elma, a natural danger.

It was somehow a blonde, lovely boy, who was not a high-demanding silver hair or a Gilbert's black hair.

Nevertheless, I still don't know the color of my eyes because my eyelids are closed, and my body sneezes immediately after childbirth, making me feel weaker than cute that narrows my chest.

In the field like Lucas, from a man's point of view, there was only a "small" impression, but the great sinners, especially Elma, already seemed to be reflected in the beautiful neonates of the world.

Elma continued to praise her newborn brother, and then turned her expression back into a mysterious one.

"I owe it to all of you to bite my joy."

First, turn your head carefully towards Telesia.

"Especially Her Majesty Queen Telesia. My mother was saved because you stopped her and called us. Thank you very much for your courage and kindness."

"... sticky. I just wanted to do the opposite because she said 'don't call me' too desperately."

Telegia snorts her nose and gives a twisted answer.

However, it was obvious to everyone's eyes that the technique of tilting the cup of tea without tasting the fragrance was due to the light, without having to read a slight expression.

Then Elma turned to Lucas and thanked him deeply.

"And again, Your Highness Lucas. I really appreciate you showing me the way forward on that occasion. I was very reliant on His Highness, who truncated our despair in a clear tone...."

Then she hugged the tray in front of her chest and stared at Lucas with a flushed face.

"Very, very cool."

What a cute creature.

Last night, I was suddenly in a bad mood - even though I stopped halfway there - but with such an honest look on my face, my destructive power was even greater.

Lucas took his right hand to Elma's cheek with a spinal reflex and sealed it with his left hand without expression.

If you're going to hug Elma in front of these deviant sinners, you're going to die.

"... that's an honor."

Think about it a little and push the complicated words out of your mouth.

As a result, Elma seemed bewildered by Lucas, whose tone had become rough.

"Um... oh, yes, it would have been more appropriate to apologize on these occasions than to thank you. Um... I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

And it looks like they took it that way.

"I was wondering if I could have a little hospitality in jail, but after all... On the contrary, it caused a huge disturbance involving not only His Highness, but also all concerned -"

"Fool."

Lucas stopped Elma apologizing with a light sigh.

"Most of the people I've worked with are just giving you back, and if the people I've seen are weak in the first place, it's 'normal' to help themselves."

The girl who looks at us with fear and so on is so bullied that she inadvertently wants to forget the danger of life and cheek.

Lucas looked up at the sky with a deep heart, stretching out his arms and pulling the black hair that had spilled on the fallen applause.

"Especially if that's who you care about."

Keep your distance and keep your voice down.

In any case, this precious girl will interpret it as twisted at about 190 degrees, but have you heard of it yet?

The girl stared seriously at us, looking at what she thought this time, at her dawn eyes so close to zero.

"Your Highness....."

"What is it?"

"Too-too-took"

Hmm?

Lucas frowned in suspicion at the mysterious words he raised his tray like a shield and whispered.

What is that spell?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Mourning that it seemed like a strange interpretation, somehow a murderous voice rang from the opposite seat.

Turning around, it's Horst.

He was still in white, poking his cheek cane and lifting his lips with non-laughing eyes.

At hand are warm teas made of Elma and, for some reason, a large bunch of paper.

When Holst smiled and exhaled, he began pouring sugar into the cup, which seemed to cause heartburn.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Thanks to this, my determination has been hardened, and it looks like it's going to be foggy."

"Determination?"

"Right."

I crouched and scratched the liquid, then threw away the spoon.

I'll admit you're the winner.

Then he told him to throw away his words.

"Winner....."

"You didn't forget about the liver test, did you? You saved Marie from dying to be an old hag, so you win."

Lucas opened his eyes.

It's a triumphant victory certification. Even though I said I would admit it, I was concerned that it seemed like I didn't mean it.

(But...)

I can see now that I've seen Holst running around changing his complexion for Hydemarie.

This is his gratitude.

"In other words, you won the victory from me after [laziness], [convulsion], [Isaac] and [jealousy]. I just got a message from [Anger [Gilbert]] next to Marie saying hello. In conclusion..."

Holst shook his cheek cane with a flicker.

"We recognize you as Elma's friend."

Her thin lips were twisted as if they were stiff.

"Well, thank you."

"Nh, you're not being honest anymore! Lucas is not just a friend, but a benefactor who saved that stupid Marie. Give me more thanks."

Horst said carelessly, and Reese, who was sitting next to her, smacked her head.

He sent the perfect wink with his neutral beauty and a calculated smile that looked beautiful.

"We really appreciate it. If Lucas hadn't been in charge at that time, he'd be at the funeral by now. Ahh, you were so cool back then. I already want to do anything for you."

How serious is that word that was released by making shina?

With his face twitching, he nodded gently to Lucas, who answered without difficulty, "Well, thank you..."

"Yes, because you were recognized as Elma's friend, we must show friendship as well. Is there anything I can help you with? If you're a beautiful girl other than Elma, you can 'help' immediately, or you can drop it in a single country."

"No. Lucas says he's a knight, so maybe he'd be happier to hunt a hundred beasts and train them in the army."

Isaac stopped by with tea candy on her cheeks and said something terrible.

"Wow. When you become Elma's friend, will the world's hegemony follow without any privileges? It's fine."

Good stuff! This is already the realm of God or the devil...!

Irene snuck into Felix, sipping her tea and leaking her thoughts.

If you like it, you will be given all the power and pleasure of the world.

It's no longer a fairy tale or something.

And as many fairy tales show, if there is anything to be desired there, they will immediately drag the person to the bottom of hell.

Whether or not you realize that,

"... no thanks"

After a while, Lucas lifted one end of his mouth and raised his shoulders.

"I appreciate your feelings, but if that's all, I want you to do something about my foolish king, who is relaxing and drinking tea there."

"Huh? Shake me there?

"I seem to have completely forgotten, but in the first place we're here to keep an eye on you until you say 'Trial in front of the whole nation', and why you did it, because you got caught up in a silly conspiracy."

Lucas glanced at his half-brother, pointing straight at his face.

"If you are a conscious subordinate, it seems that everyone sees Elvin's accusations, but the key party does not talk about the situation and comes to prison with promise. --Brother-in-law, would you please reveal your stomach?"

Yes, it is.

We had forgotten all about the danger to the life of Hydemarie and the succession of disturbances over childbirth, but Lucas and the others were here in the first place because Felix had been sent to jail for deceiving his lineage, and speaking of why he had been involved in such a cruel conspiracy, the Felix parties were doing nothing to counter Elvin.

Although I have a short relationship with Telegia, I know that she is a bright and courageous woman behind the rumors. Felix is also vague evidence of sacred objects, and should not be an easy-to-fly white flag.

Why is that?

Unable to grasp the truth, Lucas was in a state of confusion.

"Um, so... I told you, I can't get my hands or my feet off the physical evidence."

"What is' physical evidence 'when it comes to the sacred objects made by the rebels? He succeeds the blood of his ancestors, whether he succeeds or not, tailored to react when he dropped it, twisting the facts."

It's true.

As Lucas stepped forward, a voice sounded like water.

It was Holst who told me in a throwing tone that resembled Felix's prolonged speech.

As usual, he leaned his head with his cheek stick on his head.

"It is true that the fox face there is not the birth son of our ancestor, Verner."

"... what?

To Pocahontas, Holst glanced out a bunch of paper.

While flipping through the universe, he dropped a monstrous bomb.

"You just established a DNA identification technique with blood. Let's make your wish come true, Lucas. [M] Felix von Rudendorff and his predecessor Werner von Rudendorf have zero blood connections. They are other people in red. Are you happy?"

"D... na...?

To Lucas, who frowned on unfamiliar words, Holst did not add any particular commentary, but simply lifted the edge of his mouth like a prank kid.

"I can't possibly miss the chance to collect 10,000 types of blood. - I appreciate that too, Sex Man."

I don't know, but he used the blood he collected for the ritual to establish some sort of technique.

Looking at the stunned Lucas, Holst shrugged his shoulders to explain what he thought.

"I pride myself on being far more accurate than those sacred instruments. If you can't believe it, you can write a paper or let your trusted scholars reproduce it."

"No... I have no doubt about that..."

Apart from humanity, Lucas also understands the abilities of prison residents and certain kinds of honesty in his belly - Lucas himself, I don't know.

"Now it's more than credibility. It's not the real son of my ancestor....?

I thought it was Elvin's fault.

Lucas looked at Felix and Telegia with his eyes open.

Her half-brother, who couldn't see inside her stomach, only turned a cold glance at Holst, but Telesia faded quickly.

That would be the case.

Horst's absolute power of science is finally revealing his sins.

(Does not being the son of an ancestor mean... that she was still working unfaithfully...?

She was nicknamed the ruthless "Bloodstained Telesia" and, in fact, dishonoured to protect her sister.

The nature was surprisingly clean and sincere, and I was about to change my perception, but did such a person communicate with a man other than my husband?

"And by the way,"

But Horst's continued words drove Lucas into further chaos.

"Please don't..."

"Neither the Queen Tai Sama nor King Felix have parent-child ties."

The suppression of Telegia and Holst's shocking allegations were simultaneous.