The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

Women's dorm windows.

It was Mia trying to peek into the window at the noise, but she immediately heard a voice.

"Mia, stay back."

"Huh?"

It was Finn who opened the window and came in.

"Ki, knight!? Ko, this is a girls' dorm!

Mia, reddening her face, dressed more alarmingly than usual.

Hide the room clothes with your hands because you don't want Finn to see them.

But Finn doesn't panic.

"It's an emergency. There's a burning airship over there. Whoa, you should get dressed faster than that. We're leaving here in some cases."

"Huh?"

Mia leaned over, wondering if she was leaving school.

"Are you going back to the Empire?

"Worst case scenario, yeah. But Lyon will take care of it before it does."

Kurosuke, who was floating on Finn's side, waves the first one to the side.

"My partner loves that master of iron chips."

"Really?

'Oh, yeah. Don't you trust me more than I do? Hey, if that's the case, I'm really gonna cry.'

"No, don't cry."

Finn looking out the window, turning his back on Mia.

Hurry up and change, Mia was anxious to see what was going on.

(Is everyone okay?

◇

One more.

There was a boy who jumped into the girls' dorm.

It's Jake.

"Earle!"

"Your Highness? Duh, why are you here?

There are no gaps in Earle's room attire.

She looked like a girl in the room, and Jake dyed her cheeks to distract her gaze.

"A call was made from the royal palace. Oh, I'll have you come too."

"Am I in the royal palace, too? But..."

"Come on. You can keep it that way, but you better get yourself a jacket."

"Your Highness, I..."

When Earle tries to say something, Oscar, who's been chasing Jake, calls out.

"Mr. Earle, don't you know Mr. Finley? I'm the sister of the Marquis Bartofalto."

Jake was surprised at the Oscar he had been showing his face to.

"Oscar, don't look at me suddenly!

"Excuse me. But, Your Highness, I'm in a hurry."

"And then, don't look at Earle's personal clothes too much!

Earle's personal clothes were also moderately exposed like girls.

Jake doesn't even seem to want to show that to his daughters.

But Oscar shows no interest.

"Huh? I'm not interested. More than that, don't you know Mr. Finley? I asked a freshman girl, she's not back in the girls' dorm."

The curfew is past.

It's like there was no curfew before, and the management side is still having trouble keeping the curfew.

Earle shakes his head to the side.

"I'm sorry. I don't."

"Really? I hope you're just playing outside."

When Oscar was worried about Finley, Jake seemed unhappy.

"Are you really my brother-in-law? How about more respect?

"I have always respected His Highness Jake?

"Do you respect me with that attitude!?"

Jake was depressed, "Why are my nipple brothers such a shame?"

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"Haha! Now, do it!

The place is in front of the student dorm.

A woman with armed soldiers was laughing heavily with her hands wide open.

Surrounded by spider-shaped robots.

But when I heard the woman's orders, I didn't try to move.

- Naturally.

"Oh, oh? What's the matter with you? Follow orders now!

Ange had her hand on her forehead in front of a confused woman.

"You didn't confirm the weapon we were dealing with? If this looks like the latest armor, you should study a little more."

Libya seemed a little sorry too.

"It's so grand, I couldn't tell you"

Noel tells a woman why she seems sorry.

"These kids are on our side."

"Huh?"

As the woman opens her mouth and is surprised, she looks around and calmly looks at the robots.

What the robots hold with their legs is the sharpest armor on her side.

Foreign armor has a less distinctive appearance.

You didn't want to be identified as the source, but you didn't expect the woman in front of you to be exposed immediately.

Claire leaves in front of the woman.

'Hey, how do you feel? If I thought I was on your side and gave you a grand order, how would it feel to be an enemy? I want you to tell me.'

Knowing that state-of-the-art armor had lost without a hand or leg, the woman collapsed on the spot again.

Ange grabs Claire.

"Don't imitate and incite Lion"

'I wanted to try it once or so. The Master is always a Norrinoli.

I spill stupidity dissatisfied.

"Don't say it like I'm always stirring up others"

Chris opens his eyes and looks at me in surprise.

"Bartfalt, are you serious about that? You're kidding, right?

"I'm not always stirring people up. Only when you need to."

"Oh well."

When the students came together, Ange forced them to capture the soldiers.

"Lion, we're going to the royal palace."

"- Okay."

When I walk out, Ange stops by my side.

"Did you think you could count on us for a little while?

"You set me up with the Luxiones? I miss you."

"Fool. It's not. - Don't worry about yourself anymore."

When I went out into the square, Luxion had a ride ready.

There, there was also Finn and Mia.

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The royal palace was noisy.

Especially in front of Roland's room, packed with large numbers of nobles.

When we arrived, Mr. Gilbert turned a sharp gaze, but Ange grabbed my arm and couldn't force me to get involved.

"Ange?"

"I don't care what you say now."

Julius came out of Roland's bedroom when the nobles were wondering about me and Mr. Gilbert.

"Bartfalt! - Marquis. Your Majesty wants to see you."

"Me?

If you look at Ange, you nodded, so you and I go into Roland's room.

There's also Mr. Milene and Erica - Jake's figure, but how come there's also Earle?

A great man in the temple uses therapeutic magic.

I was cold sweating as the court doctor watched Roland.

In the corner of the room, there was also a master with his eyes closed.

- Yeah, could a master be more amazing than I think?

Mr. Milene glances at me but immediately turns his gaze back to Roland and speaks up.

"Sire, hold on! Your Majesty! Erica, please speak up."

Mr. Milene called me, and Erica was also speaking to Roland.

Father.

- Erica.

Roland, who opened his eyes, looked pale.

Julius leads me and Ange near Roland's bed.

"Bartofalto, your father wants you to talk to him too."

"To me, too?

Are you gonna tell me at the end of the day you don't like it? With such anxiety in mind, Roland looks at us and moves his mouth.

"Are you here?"

Ange watched a little further away from me and Julius.

Julius speaks to Roland.

"Hold on, Father!

"Julius, you know that. I can't get through this crisis right now. -!"

Roland, who looks painful, holds my hand.

"Later, please"

"Father! I'll take care of it. I will show you through this crisis."

Julius screams, but I just wanted to say one word before that.

"Hey, you're holding the wrong hand"

I whispered to him, but Roland doesn't look like he cared.

My consciousness was hazy, and I thought I made a mistake - but I wasn't.

"Marquis Bartofalto. Later, please."

"Hey! Hold on, Your Majesty! All we have to do is help Julius, right? Right! That's what you mean!?"

Wordless is misleading.

I'll get confirmation from Roland, but he was laughing small.

"I want those who are here to be witnesses. My life. Makes the Marquis of Bartfalto marquis. I entrust all command to the“ Duke ”of Bartofalto. Duke of Bartfalt, get me through this crisis. Julius, the Duke's assistant, please."

"Yes, Father!

"It's okay now."

"Father, yes!

"Wait a minute. Yikes! So you can actually afford it!?"

Gatchilli and Roland, who grabbed my hand, felt like they looked at me and laughed just before they lost consciousness.

When I looked around, my gaze was gathering.

Mr. Milene's eyes at me were so cold.

Is that it? Could it be that you're pretty angry?

"It's His Majesty's word. Let us entrust command to the Duke of Bartofalto."

Erica was holding Roland's hand.

I'm in tears.

His Royal Highness Jake seems comforted by Earle - but he doesn't seem a little happy!?

Are you sure? Your father's in danger!

"Milanese. - Queen, wait a minute. What the hell do you mean, you give me command!

Mr. Milene was giving instructions to the surrounding area.

"That's what His Majesty wants. Okay, I asked for the rest. Pass the word now unto them that have gathered together. We will survive this crisis under the command of the Duke of Bartofalto."

Mr. Milene approached Ange as everyone rushed out.

"Angelica, this is the path you have chosen. Do it and show me."

Ange stood before Mr. Milene in dignity.

"Yes."

As Mr. Milene leaves the room, the master, who was holding back in the corner of the room, calls out.

"Mistaglion"

"Yes!

"There's not much I can do about this crisis. But let's get under the command of Misterion and do our best. I believe Misterion can overcome this crisis."

"Master"

"Misterion can do it. Your Majesty was judged to be the same."

- Honestly, I feel very suspicious about that.

Does he believe me? Impossible. I can assure you.

There seems to be something behind it, but did you honestly think it would work better if you pushed it against me?

But I can't ask him in agony, circumstantially or emotionally.

I can't be that ghost either.

Thinking about it, Ange called out to me.

"Lyon, you take command. Never get on the front line."

"Uh, no, but--"

I can understand how Ange feels about me.

But I have to come forward at times like this...

"Bartfalt, you already have a proven track record. Don't worry, the soldiers will be relieved if you take command. If you really want to be on the front line, we'll take your place."

It's a wind that's saying good things, but you'll never admit it.

It's faster than I say, Ange tells Julius.

"Your Highness won't be on the front line, either."

"Huh?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Yes, no, but!

Seeing Julius like that, it was His Highness Jake who interrupted our conversation.

"My brother only needs to be frightened in the royal palace. Let me step forward here. Duke of Bartofalto, leave your soldiers with me. I'll make it work."

No, I don't.

I can't keep a soldier with Jake with no track record.

You wait in the royal palace, too.

"Why!?"

I care about the earle behind me in a flickering way, and I'm sure it would be a glory to be seen as a man who can.

This guy, how can he really be so unusable?

They can't be targeted, and they can't be placed anywhere in action.

"Ange, I want you to call the zilks"

"Right. Sometimes I try to get them to work."

That's right.

Let's get it worked up once in a while.

Julius was messing with Jake. He says, "You could put a mask on it," "Mask or... there is."

These guys are too bad!

When I realized, Erica was looking at me.

"Don't worry. I can do this with my hands."

"- I'll help you too"

"Erica?"

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Meeting room where the nobles gather.

Many were frustrated by Roland's death.

A musculoskeletal nobleman, who has accumulated a splendid mustache, arms up and seems dissatisfied.

A skinny nobleman was fooling around with it.

"You mean under the command of that young man!

"I also have a track record. What's the grievance?

"I'm unhappy with everything! Almost half my age, kid!

Dominic, looking at the nobles gathered on the spot, was thinking as he stroked his beard.

(Well, I wonder what's going on. I owe the Redgrave family a debt of gratitude, but I have no problem under the Duke of Bartofalto if I give the order. It would be a good opportunity to see his arm)

It's not a lie that Dominic has publicly spoken with a fan of Lion.

Lyon is a man who has also succeeded as an adventurer and has become a hero of the country.

Younger, but it's true that I respect you.

However, as a nobleman - as a lord, you also need to make tough decisions.

(If I'm going to work with the Redgrave family, I can't decide to be prepared either unless you show me the right amount of power. Well, let me show you what to do, young hero hall)

Then Lyon enters the conference room.

However, there was also the figure of Erica behind it.

One of the nobles who was making a scene rushes to shut his mouth.

"It's Erica."

"Didn't you destroy your engagement?

"No way, take this opportunity to get engaged again?

When it gets noisy, Erica greets the nobles before Lion.

"I have a favor for you all. Please, help the Duke of Bartofalto."

A deliberate meeting room.

Erica calls on the nobles.