I rushed into Marie's mansion, and I... I saw a hell of a sight.
"What is this? Hey, what's this!?"
It's Kara who calls me out loud.
He looks kind of like he gave up.
"You're all back."
"I know that! What I'm asking is this situation!
Before the front door of the mansion, there was a situation where I didn't know how to explain it.
This is a problem for both Luxion and Claire.
Zilk, wearing a bespoke luxury suit, was piling up a large amount of luggage in the mansion's garden.
Leather travel bags contain tea sets and dishes, as well as paintings and pots.
It's likely to open in the store.
However, they are worn out - a bunch of fake-like artwork.
"Mr. Marier, I've been collecting all this art for you. Will you let me in the mansion? No - let me stand next to you."
Marie is silent.
All you can see from me is hindsight.
I don't know what you look like.
I don't know - this guy hasn't moved a bit since earlier.
Kara is shaking her neck sideways, hiding her face with both hands.
"Mr. Zirk, he made money selling and buying antiques."
"He did! The blind zirc got his hands on the antiques!? So he made money!!"
I couldn't believe it. - That seemingly blind zirc succeeded?
Ange and Libya, who followed me, didn't even have a voice.
I'm just looking at this sight.
It's not just the zirc that's weird.
Four people - all four of them back were strange.
Brad in a white suit makes a bouquet of flowers emerge from it when he takes his hat.
Is that a trick?
Even though magic can do more amazing things.
"Marie, I've got a bouquet for you. I want you to take it. And I want you to admit that I'm the one who deserves it next to you!
Behind Brad were flowers adorned with this or not.
The big floral decorations of the celebration were lined up.
- You can concede a hundred steps to this point and admit it.
I think these guys who came here with fake artwork and bouquets are out of their minds when they told me to make some money.
Give up a hundred steps, I can think of it because it's an appeal to Marie.
"How much did these guys make?
I was licking about these guys.
These guys - the original qualities are high.
If you mean it, you'll make money.
Kyle answers me by dropping his shoulder and holding his face with his right hand.
"- They say there's very little left."
"What? No, you don't, even though you seem to have all this money"
"They put almost everything into these," he said.
I was licking these guys.
These guys were fools beyond my imagination.
I put up with wanting to cry and see the next two.
Honestly, these guys are the least comprehensible.
"Wow! Whoa, whoa!
It was divine that a group of men selling fights to a Western-style view of the world were responsible for twisting and hacking into the fundashi.
The men in hundo are in charge of the divine...
It's also available in two ways.
On top of those two were Greg and Chris, who had twisted stirrups and a feather weave on their fundus appearance.
Marie, we've been polishing men.
Weird skin.
The two bodies, much narrowed, are muscular floating.
"Look at this splendid god! I was in a hurry to prepare it."
Two confident people.
You guys start by explaining what's been going on!
What made you think Marie would be happy to have a shrine?
I wanted you to at least explain the process thoroughly how this happened.
More than that, should we put a scratch on why there's usually a shrine here?
Is that it? It's just crazy, I don't know what to do anymore.
"Mr. Lion, what does this mean?
Libya asks me.
"Sorry. I don't know either. Explain yourself, Kyle."
Kyle is shaking his neck to the side.
"There's no way I know what they're thinking. If you know what I mean, it's unusual. I mean, I don't want to understand."
Four people even told Kyle, a slightly mouthless half-elf, they didn't want to understand.
Libya is leaning down a little.
"I wonder what the hell is going on with His Highness Julius."
If you look at the flicker and the angel,
"- These guys, they were originally young people expected in the kingdom, weren't they? Oh, that? Am I misremembering? Yeah, that's right. I bet you do!
It seemed confusing.
Looks like I'm trying to understand these guys, so I'll go ahead and give up.
"Ange, don't think deeply. It's too late for those guys."
"Lyon, you're not gonna be like those guys, are you? Nah!?"
When Ange snorted, Carla raised her voice.
"Ah, Your Highness is here!
When everyone's gaze focused on the gate, Julius stood there dressed slightly tired.
It doesn't look like we have a lot of luggage or flowers.
He didn't look like he was with a weird group, he was alone.
He holds a brown envelope in his hand.
Julius was surprised to see the four of them.
"Hey, guys, that's amazing."
Jilk looked a little sad when he saw Julius dressed up.
"Your Highness, you've had a lot of trouble. But what does that outfit mean?
Julius dresses like an ordinary person no matter what he thinks about the four people he's wearing.
You worked until a while ago, and you looked tired.
Brad was sighing.
"I wanted to compete with five of us. And yet, Your Highness, I'm sorry to hear that one of you is going to be so retiring."
I guess you thought we weren't going to compete with ourselves.
Sure, it sounds like Julius was the least earned.
Julius is leaning down.
Chris, coming down from the divine shrine, was about to regret seeing Julius.
"Your Highness, are you serious to that extent!
Greg takes off his flap, and he's on his shoulder.
It's like you're showing off your own flesh.
"Brad is right. We wanted to compete. Julius, if you're dressed like that, it won't be a battle."
Julius looks up, and opens his mouth.
"I'm sorry. But I worked my best. No lies there."
With the face that she had nothing to be ashamed of, Julius talked about herself.
"I worked in a stall. I've never cooked in earnest, and every day was a new continuum. I worked my way down and worked until I got stuck. So... I finally made all this money."
What was in the brown envelope was Julius' entire estate.
Not a lot of money.
Zilk is surprised.
"Was that all you made!?"
I was seriously surprised.
Julius would have thought he could have made more money.
"I think. I wonder if Julius is right and the others are some kind of mistake? He said there's no way they could make that much money."
Kara nodded and opened her mouth at the same time as Libya.
"I feel that way, too -"
"I mean, it's weird that you've used up all the money you've earned -"
The two of them face each other, and turn away at ease.
These two are the two of us, and there is a distance because of a variety of causes in the past.
The story of Julius continues.
"I'm going to do my best. But that's all I could make. That's why I figured it out. Marie, I didn't know how to thank you for the money. That's all I make, but I'm glad you let me in the mansion. And I'll - one day I'll try to get the skewers to the top. I want Marie to eat my skewers someday."
Four unfortunate faces.
As Kara and Kyle looked anxiously at Marie - newcomer Erik opened his mouth.
"You don't have much to show for it? I can't match those men for my sister. Your sister should have a more deserving man."
"You've changed your character a lot. What? Are you trying to tell me I look better?
Erik was a shithead waging violence against women.
Why do you keep dropping by Marie like this?
Worried about whether we should get rid of this guy,
"I'm not that complacent either. I can't say I'm the best. I want to be my sister's best one day, but I want my sister to be happier."
"Oh, oh."
It was some unexpected response, so I have trouble making a decision.
Then Marie slowly walked out.
Who are you going to come to?
As the four stretched their spines and waited that they were supposed to come to them- bare the four, Marie grabbed Julius' hand with both hands.
I can't help but feel my heart when I hold my hand holding a tea envelope.
"Julius, I was sure you'd understand."
"Ma, Marie!
Julius is happy to weep, but I can tell.
"He definitely lied. I didn't believe any of the five of you, but I just picked the best Julius. How white I believed you."
Complaining, Ange, with a faceless look like Nobu, has agreed.
"Right."
Libya is in trouble.
"Ange, uh, the -"
"Don't worry. I have no such feelings of jealousy towards His Highness or Marie. No, but... my head hurts."
Julius definitely grew.
I did, but Ange has a head.
Nothing Julius is wrong. You just wonder if that's okay as a former king prince.
You want to cook skewers? Where the hell are you headed?
Well, the problem is four.
"Wait, Mr. Marier!
Zirk is protesting against Marie for choosing Julius.
"Shouldn't you put the most earned on your side?
"I never said that. I was just saying, who makes the most money out of this? In the first place, it's out of the question not to let the money you earn into your house and spend it yourself."
"No!
Zilks collapsing on the spot.
Libya was looking at the four with cold eyes.
"I don't know - I realize I can't do it."
Good for you.
Thanks to Marie, Libya didn't have to deal with them. No, Marie took it from me, so did these guys get pompous?
Four such depressing bastards.
But Chris got up.
- Your Highness, it's a complete defeat.
"Chris."
"We couldn't think about Marie's feelings. Your Highness was the best, he understood Marie. - I now acknowledge this defeat."
Will you wake up when this is hard?
Greg sits clawing on the ground.
"Lose. We lose! Julius, we lose. But one day, I'm gonna outrun you and be Marie's best. If you lose your mind, Marie's next door will be mine soon."
Greg, I know.
When Brad wore his hat, he hid his face.
"Pity. I can't believe you didn't notice Marie's feelings - Your Highness, I'll keep Marie next door temporarily."
"Brad - you admit it, too?
What is this? Somebody complain to Marie.
"Isn't that obvious? Zilk, why don't you admit it?
Zilk was grinning a little sadly as he slowly stood up.
"I thought I outran His Highness. After all, Your Highness is my goal. Your Highness, this is me, but can you still compete next time?
"Thanks, Zilk"
Erik was rinsing his nose.
"Damn, you idiots. It's not normal to admit a rival."
- This guy, what the hell kind of character are you aiming for?
Libya grabs my shirt sleeve with her fingers.
"Mr. Lyon, I'd rather tell you all about the situation than that. Gentlemen, I'm sure you don't know anything."
"Right."
It was Chris listening to us interact like that.
"What, something happened while we were gone?
"Oh, actually, I lost to a shithead named Serge from the Republic. They took Noel. It's hard because the nobles of the Republic want revenge on me."
"What. That's tough. Tell me if there's anything I can do. I owe you one, so I can help you.
Chris, with his glasses tilted, runs up to me.
Stop it. I don't want a naked man compelling me!
Trying to escape, he grabbed both shoulders and rocked them hard back and forth.
"Oh, oh, what do you mean you lost! Bartfalt, is this another operation? You can't lose!
When Chris is making a scene, Julius and the others look at me.
"Bartfalt lost? Hey, who's the next victim?
"Are you squeezing compensation from the Republic again? You're still unforgiving."
"You're an absolute ghost, aren't you? - Yeah, did you really lose? Not pretending or maneuvering?
"Bartfalt, when did you get hit! Tell me, tell me too!
Julius mistakenly assumes I'm making another purchase, and Zilk assumes I'm trying to make money.
Brad calls me a ghost, and Greg comes close to hearing out who beats me.
Why do I have to be compelled by a naked man?
Chris and Greg rock me.
"Clarify, Bartfalt!
"This is me that's gonna take you down! I won't let anyone beat me before then!
- Stop it. Don't rock any more!
Ange and Libya are coming to help.
"Let go of Lion!
"What are you doing to Mr. Lion!
To those two, Chris and Greg were saying it back.
These guys, you're not nice to women other than Marie.
"This is our problem!
"That's right. Don't talk about men's problems! You'd think so, too, Bartfalt!
Don't ask me for my consent.
It's hotter than that - it's hotter than these guys!