Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

Discussions with Mr Ernest took place after his return to the town of the Finard family, L'Ende.

Or I've been asleep that long...... I told Mr. Cain to wake me up.

Speaking of why I didn't wake you up, Mr. Cain replied firmly.

"Because His Royal Highness and Mr. Ernest only said hello, too. The location and circumstances were inappropriate for discussing the details, which meant after I went to town. I didn't think I had to wake you up."

Then, in a softer voice than usual.

"Aren't you a little tired?

And if you think it's because you're worried, you can't say anything more.

I wonder if this is what it feels like to have a brother, or something like that, and my mouth kind of made me laugh.

You guessed that, my master laughs at Kissi.

With my fingers on my spouse, when I arrived at Mr. Ernest's hall, the servant woman led me along with Reggie and arrived in the reception room.

The moment I walked into the room - Mr. Ernest lay flat with me.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you!

Mr. Ernesto raised his face as he shook his hair, a slightly stretchy brown hair or a long forehead with long cut eyes, when he was younger, a woman might have made a scene.

But it's called a crying look, although all sorts of things are crumbling.

"Honestly, I was neglected by the military, and this aspect was left only to my brother, who also managed to keep me around this time. Your Highness has been truly helpful on behalf of the extraction."

Apparently, Reggie took command of the soldiers.

You're sure that turning to someone you seem to be better at than losing will increase your chances of winning, right? I would, too.

But if you didn't like moving the army, you'd have been full of sawdust fear before.

The burdens that my brother had to manage more than he had placed on his enemies must have strained Mr. Ernest's mind.

Reggie is smiling bitterly.

"But I think the tactics in that erosion area were good."

"Oh, my daughter advised me to train the way the owners of all the houses have done for generations."

Reggie gave it to me because of it, but I ruined it.

Besides, he's dyeing his cheeks in the light. Mr. Ernest Finard, 35.

Mr. Growl's cheek is pulling behind Reggie's diagonal...

Actually, my daughter was in charge of training archers.

What do you care, Mr. Emeline? Awesome!?

In my image, Mr. Emeline's appearance keeps changing.

At first, I was a lady with a hamster dirt rat who looked like she had grown Mr. Lucille. I have now changed to a woman with a cloak and bow on her shoulder for a bow.

"Was it Lord Ernest who taught you the bow?

"My late wife taught me that. I'm better at my daughter than I am."

Apparently, the Finard family is a lineage of female jewels.

He's my son-in-law, Mr. Ernest, but from what I'm complimenting my daughter, the family looks round. Are you sharing roles in the right materials?

He was Mr. Ernest, who had been illuminated by talking about his daughter that far, but fixed his hesitation with his knees on his lid and turned his expression into something serious when he turned back to Reggie.

"Your Highness brought you here because he wanted the troops he had gathered with me. Of course, in order to save Falgia from the hands of Ruein, and in order to free my Delphion, it is the very existence that I will keep with His Highness. They came to me, and the branches were relied upon."

Only one thing, Mr. Ernest has done every favor.

"If possible, my daughter Emeline and I would be imprisoned together, if you would release my brother Baroness Delphion and the other children... If you lose your reason, your brother, Baron Delphion, will always kneel before His Royal Highness."

Reggie nods to Mr. Ernest's words.

If we can free the relatives of the people who will be brought to the Baron's house, everyone will be able to reduce their backward-looking worries.

"Speaking of which, Miss Lucille told me that someone went to help Miss Emeline..."

"It's the left. The fact that he will probably be imprisoned in Baron Castle seems to have led to action that the army of Luain is also in a moving gap...... As far as I'm concerned, I don't think it's the same as the Baron's castle."

Mr. Ernest, who says so, mentioned a town close to the Baron's castle.

The reason was Mr. Emeline.

When the Baron Delphion family was invaded by Ruein, Mr. Emeline was apparently visiting the castle with about one dirt rat.... as a souvenir to Lucille.

So if he's in the castle, he thought he'd manipulate the dirt rat in some way and send it over for even one of his letters.

There are also people from Baron Delphion's territory in the castle, because they are not hostile to Mr. Ernesto, just because they are on their side.

So Reggie asked.

"If you'll excuse me, Baron Delphion chose to give to Ruein, but you didn't. How could that be?

That bothered me too.

I wonder why Mr. Ernest did not follow Ruein to his daughter cuteness.

"When I did that, I could see my daughter telling me, 'I have no temper for a man's sake' or 'Let the survival of the house take precedence over my daughter'..."

Mr. Emeline seems to be a pretty cool guy.

If I mention it, Mr. Ernest seems a little off the tag, too. The history around it poured out of my mouth.

"That kid's mother was amazing in the first place too...... I also used to provoke there when I was younger. Well, I wasn't an honest person. Not for a while after we got married, do you think we couldn't be adults?"

To sum up the story that goes on from there, Mr. Ernest seems to have been a player at the time.

But he talks about women everywhere, and his wife tells him.

If you want to have an affair, tell him to do it after work.

I thought it would be a selling word and made it right, Mr. Ernest.

But your wife really didn't seem to care.

Confused, now he said additionally, "If I make a child outside, I'll adopt it, so keep your word with them".

Mr. Ernest seems to have been greatly surprised.

I've never met a woman like that before.

... Mr. Growl, who I was listening to, was nodding when he said that was true.

Then Mr. Ernest, it seems, told his wife. Better than being spoken of in internal affairs, he said.

Your wife seemed to want to cut the Finard family free.

Instead, I thought Mr. Ernest could do it on his own because he was a player, so I told him to come outside and play because it would get in his way.

That's how the wife took the administration of the territory from her husband with dignity.

Ernesto, who was confident in his appearance there, rebelled at the blatant insistence that it was a political marriage.

He tried to delve his wife into himself somehow, and he stayed stuck with his wife. Sometimes you think it's better to be deluded.

With such parents, Mr. Emeline seems to have inherited the nature of her mother and grew up to be a really light woman.

At any rate, thanks to the majestic Mr. Emeline, Delphion's anti-Luainian forces were able to retain their flag. And we can also target Delphion's forces.

Retrieve Mr. Emeline like that.

Baron Delphion, too, seems to be in a slightly different situation than the game, but he can't seem to move because his wife is in captivity.

Mr. Emeline seems to be solidified in the same place and placed under house arrest, so I can clean up a lot of things if I can free him at once.

Anyway, today, I was supposed to let the Finards stay.

I'm doing one thing now, and Reggie and I are after a fight. I needed rest.

Besides, if it were tomorrow or the day after, there would be some kind of report from the people who went out to the Baron's Castle.

So once Mr. Emeline's whereabouts were confirmed, we decided to go back to Alan and the others and then head to the rescue.

Being soiled, I bathe and become beautiful, rolling into the bedroom of the assigned room, with Lucille, who returned from the soil rat's nest flat.

That's when I realized.

"Well, I don't have a master... with those short legs, I guess I'm walking around"

Sometimes the master would want to take a walk too, I closed my eyes with the intention of taking a break.

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He sat on the couch as weakened as he entered the room and lay in a spicy way supporting his body.

"Your Highness!?

Growl, who was in the room, rushes over.

"Your Highness... are you hurt? Why don't you shut up until now..."

"No, I'm not hurt. It's over there."

Growl frowns at Reggie, who answers in a tired manner.

"Either way, it's because of the injury. How could you do this?

Asked Reggie makes me laugh like a prank was ripped off.

"There's a dirt rat. I used it just fine to get rid of it... Chiara is about to be crushed."

"Couldn't we have gotten rid of it another way?

"You don't do very cruel things in front of Chiara. I'm just taking a girl to the battlefield."

"We should still have stopped experimenting with whether it could be used...... pretty handicapped?

"No, I think I'll be back after a little rest"

That being said, Reggie doesn't look well. Even though it's blue and white, Growl's gripped left arm is hot.

"Do you want something to cool down?

"Let's ask for it"

That's how Growl stood up on Reggie's side.

"Ichihihihi. If you think it looks crazy..."

"What guy!?

"I'll see you, I'll"

Looking back, Keke and the laughing spouse were beside the door.

"When..."

"That's why I stuck around. Uhihi.... so, prince. Could that be a sequelae?

Reggie looks up and complains.

"Mr. Horace, you won't tell Chiara, will you?

"What are you going to do with it?"

Horace, who couldn't possibly be itchy because he was a spouse but scratched his hips, revealed Reggie's secret in a mean way.

"You can't keep your mouth shut forever? Since you wore the powdered arrow, there's something wrong with you."

Horace approached him with a little leg.

"I didn't know I would express myself in this way. It's the first phenomenon I've ever seen... but it's not dangerous to manipulate you."

"Even if it's normal, I have a fever, and even a small amount of spark from my fingertips hurts, and I wondered if I could use it anyway."

Reggie snaps to a sigh.

"Without the magician's aptitude, it still seems harsh"

"Even this way, you're risking your life. But if you keep using it, you can't contain the magic runoff and collapse, Kukeke. My apprentice cries to death."

To Horace's words, it was Growl who screamed in the back of his throat.

"Look at that! Isn't it still a dangerous substitute? It's forbidden to do anything in the future!

"Well... I don't know what else to do. But it's good to have more hands to use."

"This much, if you think about it, will be something you will soon find out. I thought you were smart.

Horace tells me like he's stunned.

"... don't you think there is something about wanting to be stupid?

With that said, Horace leaves one step after a groaning, beautiful grin on Reggie.

"You're not injured unexpectedly either... I didn't give you any advice?