Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

Reggie returned to the royal palace.

I knew I was going home one day, and it wouldn't be a good idea for the prince to be vacating the royal palace too long in the first place.

Still, this place is not the same as in previous life when there was too much "train not coming" excuse to be accurate in time.

Too often we can't fathom natural phenomena, and in a world where only humans and horses have the means to travel, time is slow.

For that reason, Reggie was also slowly staying at the Evrard Border House for about a month.

Besides, if you try to pick him up at church school, and then think about the time to go back to the King's Capital, it would be convenient for him to leave the royal palace for about two months.

If you think about the length of travel time or something, that can only come once a year, right?

To be honest, it's sad that no one feels the most comfortable anymore. It's rare that you don't have to say anything to understand.

And... yeah.

I wonder what to say.

I just kept thinking that I didn't want to die, and because I had never encountered anything like that in my previous life... I honestly don't know what to do.

If it was a previous life, people would definitely say you're over-conscious if you told them about this situation.

No, I'd rather kiss my cheek or something even though I don't feel like it if it was a previous life!? Is that what they say?

Anyway, I've been dragging the upset since the day I confessed about that sorcery and what's about to happen.

A kiss on the cheek, a kiss!!

After I stopped crying and returned it to sanity, I didn't know how to understand!

If it was a previous life, you'd ignore your value or something, and you might have expected it, wouldn't you? In this world, you see, it feels European and American, so there's something about parents mouthing on their kids' cheeks.

Is that why the laying of cheek kisses is low?

I've seen you say you're siblings once.

Then sometimes a dear kiss seems like a family thing... right?

Around there, I guess the reason I'm not sure is because I haven't lived a normal family life. My parents didn't care about my father from an early age. It would be natural for a mother to do so because she was a toddler. My stepmother won't even touch my hand. And the adoptive daughter is treated like a complete subordinate or servant.

I can't. I can't imagine this world's average family because I have no idea.

Besides, until Reggie and Uncle Borderline safely crossed two years later... I felt like I was going to be really scared of everything and unable to move considering the emotions that were going to derive from it.

Anyway, my place now is at the Evrard Border House. I decided to work here, so I think I'll hang in there.

Now the problem here is the raid by Count Patriciere's men.

Uncle Vayne Borderline protested on the other side and seems to have received a reply that his men must have made a mistake and stormed off. Of course, it is a disgrace to the Count's family, so he said you can punish him if you like at the Evrard Border Uncle.

Of course, Uncle Vayne Borderline seemed to have tried on the story that one of them was a sorcerer's scumbag, but naturally he doesn't know. He's not supposed to be here, so there's no way he can use my testimony, and he's in a good state.

"The biggest problem now is that no other magician has been captured, who should have entered the realm and killed my men"

That was the problem that eventually remained.

At a gathering of me and Mrs. Beatrice, Alan and his escort, Mr. Wentworth, and Lawrence, the elderly housekeeper, who is informing me of my circumstances, Uncle Vayne Borderline said with a sigh.

"There can't be many sorcerers and sorcerers out there. So I believe, as His Highness Reginald said, that Count Patriciere is making some sort of plan."

"Father, what is the plan...?

Alan asks.

"Deviate from the normal range of skirmishes, such as using a magician. Make it a power struggle within the royal palace, and if you intimidate by securing a magician, it's enough on its own. If the catcher drinks some sort of magical substitute, which makes him a sorcerer, a large number of sorcerers, or quite a few of them, can produce. Even if it's quite a loss, it's temporarily possible to use it as a force of war, but maybe we're going to wage a war that could overthrow the kingdom."

Those who were on the spot breathed a small breath into the word "war."

"But you. Even when it comes to war..."

"If Count Patriciere is to be involved, is it Ruein? But the princess became queen, so there's no reason to move."

To the opinion of Mrs Beatrice and Mr Wentworth, Uncle Vayne Borderline shakes his neck sideways.

"But unless you make Your Highness a deceased, it doesn't mean that Ruein's blood will enter the royal family even if the queen gives birth to a prince. Even if you aim for that next generation, there is a chance that Ruein won't be able to wait that long. Or... you saw the weakening of the kingdom and decided to slap it all at once"

From a situation where the Queen cannot put her own child on the throne, Uncle Vain seems to have considered the possibility that Ruein is trying to invade and for that reason is moving Count Patriciere, who is on the brink.

I nod yeah nagging in my heart.

That's why the game started. Rather, from the beginning, Luain put his sister princess out to daughter-in-law with the intention of starting a war. And the Queen was aiming for more aristocrats to work with in the country and for better opportunities.

It was in the early state of the game that Luain's invasion was smoothly successful thanks to it and Alan and the others were pushed into it.

Alan wins the battle and saves the nobles who were being pushed by it, thereby strengthening his power… correctly, Allen's army is enhanced in the form of the participation of high-level characters.

"But then, don't you just target Your Highness?

Close to his sixties, Lawrence, a white bearded housekeeper with white hair, expressed his doubts.

Actually, when I first saw this guy, I almost said, "Oh, he looks like my uncle in fried chicken". The fried chicken was sold by the colonel in the shop, and it felt like medieval cosplay.

"Even if I kill His Highness, there are other men in the royal family beside him"

"... is it Alan"

If Mr. Wentworth took over the words of Uncle Vayne Borderline, the color of understanding spread to the faces of others as well.

Mr. Wentworth, who put it in his mouth, also has a subtly obscure but sinister look. If he remembered well too, he was in the game. He's a knight. He travels a long distance and uses him every now and then. It had several knight characters like that, and the name Wentworth totally seemed to be buried in his brain.

"No way, is that why you're sending magicians one after the other to the Evrard Border House? The next thing you know, it's gonna be an obstacle. To kill Alan?

"That's what I think, ma'am. The magicians sent us in one after the other, and Chiara would be nothing more than an excuse."

In the course of this story, the Vain Border Uncle made me realize that the Evrard family was being targeted by factions that supported Ruein and could be attacked by Ruein.

And all I can say is my absurdity, without bringing up the story of my dreams.

Maybe it was Reggie who thought of this, but I really appreciate it.

Everyone would be more likely to act on realistic expectations derived from a situation than they would be told stories of dreams and swept in half-heartedness.

And Reggie seems to have told Uncle Vayne about me exactly.

"Well, if that's it for the story, I didn't have to call Chiara... She is also in a difficult situation in relation to this"

I thought I was unexpectedly nervous and had strength in my shoulder.

Everyone's gaze was pointed at me as I stood behind Mrs. Beatrice.

"Chiara also told me that she had been drunk the same thing as the man who became a sorcerer"

"Well, so is Chiara..."

Mrs. Beatrice begins to moisturize her eyes with crying eyes even now on Alan, who turns to a stunned look.

"Oh, hey, are you okay, you?

Besides, Alan gets up and grabs my wrist.

If anything happens, what can I say to my parents Reggie... I'm saying something I don't really know, but he's definitely worried about me.

... Something relieved me.

Definitely these two didn't seem to feel fear or disgust. Because the two people closest to me now didn't scare me as heterogeneous.

Mr. Lawrence seems to be feeling sorry for me, too, so I can look Mrs. Beatrice in the face and wipe the edge of her eyes snugly......

I'm not dead yet. I don't want to die. I see you were up for that.

I want to insist, but I can't even do it. Something I can't tell you is troublesome.

Exactly, Mr. Wentworth is beginning to assume a variety of situations, and he has put his arms together and thought about it. But around crushing me to do that to my kids, that's just someone who just cadeted at Uncle Vayne's Borderline, and seemed thick to his emotions.

"I don't know if it was because of the qualities or if it didn't work luckily, but it doesn't seem to have any physical problems. I hear Chiara didn't even know if that was something to do with witchcraft, as she can't use witchcraft at the moment. Right, Chiara?

So Uncle Vain explains, so I nodded heavily.

"Besides, it's unclear if that drink was really going to make me a sorcerer, even though I said I had the same thing on my mouth as a sorcerer's crumb. I can't be sure because there's no real thing, and it's possible that the man I captured got something wrong."

But just in case, that means I'll never leave the castle until things settle down. And Uncle Vain ordered Mrs. Beatrice not to let me out.

"If you're still looking to make us get married, but if they're buying you the possibility of becoming a magician and you're after Chiara, it's dangerous. I have trouble becoming an enemy magician, but I want you all to pay attention to her because it's also a deposit from Her Highness."

That's how I was forbidden to leave the castle.

It's just after they attacked me anyway, so I'm scared to leave even as I am.

The people in the castle who don't know the details also said after Mrs. Beatrice told them about the raid, "It looks like I'm pathetically afraid to go outside. I'm going to stay away for a while and get my heart healed," and he seemed convinced of this procedure.

Instead, he seemed a little sorry for me for not even getting a chance to go outside.

Three months later as such.

A trace of the magician's death was found in a river plain in the Borderland.