I haven't been back in the kingdom in six months.
I can well see that reconstruction is progressing better than before.
After seeing the tragedy of the republic, so it looks extra dazzling home...
In my hometown like that, I went out to the royal palace and I wasn't a shithead - I was in front of Roland, his majesty.
It's not a ceremony today, we're facing each other to talk about administrative matters.
There were other nobles around, talking about me.
Roland was sticking his finger in his nose.
"Shit kid, you stormed around. Thanks to this, I was feathery enough to send out the messenger many times. Let's hear your excuse for getting more work in this shitty busy time."
"I am very sorry for Your Majesty. It's a painful day to take away graceful moments, time to nag, time to talk about love with women."
It really hurts my heart.
I wish I could have tormented this guy more, and all I regret is soliciting.
"White, you shitty kid"
"Terrible. I mean it."
"You're lying."
"Yeah, I'm lying. What's that? Glad you could work a little serious."
When I spilled the real deal, Roland's guy had a blueprint on his forehead.
"I'll execute you for insult."
"Insults? Facts don't call them insults. Didn't you know? But good for you. You've got one smart day."
Senior Clarice's father - Minister Bernard - talks to me on behalf of Roland, who begins to say things I don't understand.
"Well, shall we get down to business where the usual conversation is over too? I have heard the circumstances of this case from His Highness. I'm not saying you don't have a downfall, but you've often shown me the will of the kingdom. As an individual, it's an interesting story."
As an individual, yeah. I guess this guy had a lot to think about in the republic, too.
It is Mr Gilbert - Angus' brother - who is on this occasion in place of Mr Vince.
"But the kingdom has lost one place to buy demon stones. All that or one of the neighbouring countries is becoming unstable. You can't be optimistic."
The neighboring country is in a difficult situation - not.
The country that is exporting demon stones in large quantities has disappeared.
In some cases, it was my position that inspired trouble.
The kingdom is also being pursued in response.
"You've overdone it"
"In the future the republic picked a bud invading the kingdom. I'll give you an evaluation."
If nothing had been done, holy trees and ideals would have been rampant.
Explain that to the people on this scene, but I don't think you understand.
Roland picks his beard at his fingertips. He's stroking it.
"It's your responsibility. Hence, the death penalty!
Put that Roland down, Mr. Bernard takes the conversation seriously.
"Well, your treatment..."
"Hey, listen!
They also ignore Roland's bullshit around them.
Isn't this guy light-hearted?
"Count Bartfalt, no - Marquis. I'm sorry, but we should get ready for the ceremony right away. This action, the kingdom decided to give you a medal to show that it wasn't bad."
"Huh? This is what I do. - Huh?
I didn't know what Mr. Bernard was talking about.
Looking at Mr. Gilbert,
"I put a piece on it before the republic attacked the kingdom. And the reward for the monster's exorcism. Take it."
"No, that - I'm not royal, and I'm not such a marquis or a vessel, so quit."
The cold sweat keeps pouring out.
Marquis is like a royal division, if you say so in the kingdom of Horfart.
The Redgrave family also falls for this.
It's not the kind of position I can take.
It's obviously strange as to the status you give me.
As he was wolfing, he saw Roland's face nibbling.
"I can tell by thinking as much as I can't execute you either. I'd like to send you to the execution table one day, but before I do, I figured out what you don't like. After thinking about it, I realized I should give him the title of Marquis."
He opens his eyes and begins to rap when he looks at Roland.
"There are few aristocrats in the kingdom today. An aristocrat like you who doesn't hurt his heart if he's as terrible as you are is the best. I'll let you come out and use it. You're capable, so I'll crush you till you're broken. Aren't you glad, Marquis Bartofalto?
There's no way I'd be happy!
"Don't be ridiculous! I'm not royal!
"You are," Mr. Gilbert muttered.
Looking back and looking at Mr. Gilbert,
"Am I forgetting? Ange is also a member of the royal family with a Rafah in his middle name. Being her husband, you can take Marquis status without any problems under Kingdom policy. [M] It can't be normal, but it's an emergency."
- I forgot that Ange was a real lady.
No, she's a lady - but I remembered she was even more of a lady among them.
Roland looks happy.
"I'm in a clear mood just to see your face like that. You're going to sleep well today! All right, then I'll give you the third place" top ”floor too. Exquisite, do it for the kingdom, Marquis."
"Ugh, it's a lie"
"Too bad! This is not a lie. Regrettably you are excellent and I am in a position to have to reward you. So with the utmost respect, I'll promote you to the Marquis. This is my idea, but I think it's easier for me while you're in pain. You know, my guess is a good one."
You made me come out to that point!
I didn't think I'd be born any more, but I did for incredible reasons.
Impossible. There must be no!
Sure, if you follow the rules, you can come out, but there's no one in our country who's been up to the Marquis in a generation! These guys forced me to come out!
Mr. Bernard, who was watching my legs tremble,
"So I wish I had kept it for our Clarice"
Even if they say that, what are you going to do to me!
Before I was shivering, Roland's pursuit didn't end.
This guy is pretty persistent!
"I've been thinking about it the whole time I've been made to struggle because of you. I wonder what you can do to make me suffer most. In my days of thinking about vengeance against you, whether I sleep or wake up, I was given a certain one heaven."
Whether you slept or woke up, you were thinking about me?
Isn't this guy actually free?
"You're free too."
"May fly, kid! How many times do we think I've been up all night because of you! To hell with you was the only thing that supported my mind when I did my job. I couldn't execute him, I couldn't tolerate cold treatment, and I still want revenge. I figured it out! - Well, are you ready?
"Mr. Gilbert, do you still have something?
"Oh, actually -"
"Let me tell you!
Roland is one of the most exaggerated people to pose for.
It's a lot and I don't like it.
I just listened to Roland - and it got dark in front of me.
"I thought I'd let you be the marquis with a maiden child. Look, how funny is a marquis without a subordinate?
My mouth is shaking.
Shimoko is simply a subordinate.
Except he's not one of my men who's sworn allegiance to me.
Become a subordinate like the state sent you under me. In the Lords' nobility, it's like taking care of the knights and associate barons below because my parents are barons.
I want you to think of me as a seconded subordinate from the kingdom, not a direct subordinate.
"Hey, you're lying. Stop..."
"Actually, I have four barons who are just famous. If you take root in their parents' homes, admit it to me if you're going to get under the Marquis."
I had a feeling about those four.
I can no longer stand and be supported by Mr. Gilbert and Mr. Bernard.
"Zilk, Brad, Greg, Chris - I'll put those four under you, so take care of him. More than ever."
- This is the outer road.
This guy pushed me with the four punks Marie picked up.
Roland had a clear smile with his right hand against his chest.
The royal aura is out in vain.
"I'm glad to hear that word from you. Thanks. And - good luck!
"I don't like it!
When I shouted, Mr. Milene came to the meeting room.
"That's noisy. What's the fuss - Mr. Lion, what's the matter?
"My queen, the king bullies me. He's a ghost!
Mr. Milene rushed over and stared at Roland as he gently laid his hand on my shoulder.
"You? I told you to show the utmost respect, didn't I?
"Chi, no! I promoted him, and besides, I even got him a foster child! They say it's a ghost. It's out of my mind! Besides, I paid the utmost respect to myself."
Mr. Milene exhales.
"Was that the story? If that's the case, I'll add one condition from me."
"Oh, what? If that kid's gonna suffer, you're welcome."
"I will have my daughter married to you, Lion."
The nobles who were there began to make noise.
"Speaking of Milene's daughter..."
"But then there's the Redgrave family mentz"
"Are you sure? Her Royal Highness must be engaged."
I hear Mr. Milene has children besides Julius.
You want me to marry my real daughter?
I have a lot to say, but it was Roland who was trembling.
"Heh? Ahh? Milene, I didn't hear you very well. Would you say that again? You're letting one of the princesses marry a kid, aren't you? I think it sounded like you were gonna let your daughter marry you.
According to the story, Her Royal Highness is quite there.
But Mr. Milene's daughter says something special.
"I said I'd make [Erica] my wife"
"No, you can't! Not just Erica! Make it your other daughter! If that kid marries a kid like this, he'll have a hard time! I'll never admit it. I'll never admit it. I'll use my royal authority, but I'll stop you!
"- Damn, I'll be a pro fool as soon as it comes to that kid. Erica is the only daughter around the age. Don't you have a choice? The princess below is only twelve years old."
"Even Erica isn't fourteen yet! I'll never admit it. Even when we were getting engaged, I really wanted to disagree! Put that kid on the side the whole time!
"Come on! And Erica is fifteen this year!
"I'm only fifteen! Unlike you, she's so cute that it doesn't hurt to put her eyes in it."
- We'll talk later, Your Majesty.
Hey, the Roland guy hasn't explicitly discriminated against his daughter?
Princess Erica can't, but her youngest child is twelve years old to have her married. Are you insane?
Still, fifteen is about junior high, right?
No, hey.
Besides, I already have a fiancée.
"Well, I have a fiancée, so I thought I'd quit."
Roland's sharp gaze stabs me.
The blood-running eye had become an aura of a troublesome father, not a royal aura until earlier.
"You have a good nerve to resign, kid, even though you can get engaged to Erica!
"Which position are you in? I mean, I don't care if they say so now. Hey, Mr. Gilbert? Oh, that, Mr. Gilbert?
Mr. Gilbert was faceless.
"Right. You're gonna get in trouble."
This is definitely the angry one! What am I supposed to do with this!
"Queen, you know what that means, don't you?
"Gilbert, don't be so angry. I also have permission from Ange. Besides, Bernard agreed with me. My daughter - if Erica were to be your rightful wife, it wouldn't be weird to have an Earl's daughter under it."
Mr. Gilbert's sharp gaze turned as if to shoot through Mr. Bernard.
But Mr. Bernard has a cool face.
"Ha ha, right, my queen"
This guy, he knew this story?
"I don't like it! Only Erica... only Erica doesn't want to let go! That's too pathetic for this kid!
Did Roland break anything, rolling down the floor and wasting it?
- What? What do you mean, this?
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A room in the royal palace.
He's back. He was waiting for me...
"I'm going to take care of you, Marquis"
It was a smiling zirc.
"You, don't you regret being under me? You won't refuse? Or say no."
"I won't. I still recognize the Marquis."
I don't know what to do - not at all happy. I feel like it's because a man recognized me, or even if these guys recognized me, not for that reason.
Brad is a no-brainer, too.
"No, I didn't think we'd get under you."
Don't say no.
"Huh? I won't. I don't care."
"Disagree a little!
"Why?"
Greg and Chris, wearing uniforms, are trying to take them off as soon as they take their eyes off.
I was still taking my shirt off.
"You're better than the guy I don't know. No, if your men are stronger than me, I'm not complaining!
"Phew - Nice to meet you"
I think I'm looking at four people who don't look bad at all - for some reason, it feels like they've been pushed with something they don't like.
Julius was looking at me.
"What is it?
"Can I take care of you, too?
"Why not!
"No, because it sounds like fun. I mean, you're gonna miss just one person."
"You know what! There's a prince in the world who wants you to feed him!
You be a little more conscious as a prince!
When I noticed, Marie and I were on my legs - Kyle was also attached to Carla.
"Oh, you guys, what the hell are you doing?"
"I'll never let you go again! Take care of yourself for the rest of your life, brother!
"Count. No, Marquis! I will follow you with Marie for the rest of my life!
"If we let the Marquis go, we're in big trouble. Let's do this together!
Oh, you guys, are you gonna drag me to that side?
"Ha, let go! I hate to take care of you guys! Absolutely not!
Marie can't leave my leg.
He squeezes his strength and clings to my leg. I felt obsessed there.
"Brother - we've been together forever."
The way Marie stuck around, smiling and looking up at me - made me feel like I was watching a horror movie.
- Marie's smile scares me the other way around.
In an instant, the temperature drops and the cold sweat makes my back wet.
I screamed at the voices of the mariers as if dragging them to the bottom of the earth.
"Yeahhh! Somebody help me!
What the hell did I do?
What would make it look like such a terrible punishment game!?
Somebody explain it to me!
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Meanwhile, in the Baron Bartfaults' mansion, Ange and Noel appeared.
Noel in a wheelchair had a case that looked important with both hands.
Ange was pushing Noel's wheelchair and strolling through the mansion's courtyard.
Noel, who has an awkward vibe, called out to Ange behind him.
"You want to say something to me?
Ange answers as she pushes the wheelchair.
"Enroll in the kingdom school when your injury heals. We talked to the queen."
"Are you sure?
The reason Noel was brought to the kingdom was the case placed on its lap - a blue seedling tree in it.
When I brought it back to the kingdom, Yumeria said she was still alive when she saw the saplings of the Holy Tree.
From there, Yumeria restored the seedlings and Noel regained her worth as a witch.
Noel is an important figure now.
"Lyon cares about you. I really want to lock him up as a witch, but then he suffers."
What Ange cared about was one thing.
"- I thought you'd say you hated me more. Don't touch my man."
Ange smiles.
"I want to tell you. But if you do that, Lion will be sick. That's not what I want."
Noel embraced a case containing saint tree saplings.
He regains the blue leaves and seems to be happy with no heart.
"You're sweet, aren't you? I would've kicked your ass if I was you."
"When I first saw you in the Republic, I wanted to burn you."
That's what they both laughed at.