Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"By the way, I wanted to talk to you about the future."

To my surprise, Mr. Emeline proceeds.

"We will not be able to go home, though we have been helped. I just need you to protect me, but if there's at least something I can do to help."

She said she was being held hostage, but if she went back to the house, it would be Ami Nogiki.

And there's a woman who says she's been running away from Trisfeed.

Um, a woman with thin tea hair that was strangled with wings by soldiers. Of course she can't go home. Because it is occupied by Salehardo.

"Um, maybe there aren't enough people there to see an injured person or something"

Anyway, this could be an interception fight with Ruein. Until the injured heal, you won't know if the person you're dealing with right now can watch.

Mr. Emeline says something unexpected there.

"Do you take care of His Royal Highness or anyone with a general character?

"Your Highness?"

Taking care of Reggie? When I hear that, I snap my neck.

Is Mr. Emeline concerned about the people whose status is above him because of his care? But it's not when I'm relaxing during the war, so I don't know if I can ask for a cup of tea or do that.

Hi Emeline, I don't even think I'm going to have that idea.

When I thought, I found out apparently she was saying it for someone else.

"Oh, you don't need me. As much as I'd rather have it mixed inside the archers. But you were about to be taken hostage yesterday, weren't you? I'm a guy by the name of Aida, but I was blocked because I was in a dangerous situation, because it's something that I got better from seeing Your Highness for a moment, and then saying," Is there a job like that? "

"If it bothers you, you can refuse, Dear Chiara"

Mr. Lucille tried to lighten up my chi, so he mouthed me. I'm smart to say I'm twelve.

"Right...... Honestly, I'm taking care of Reggie, samurai. You're following me, so I don't think anyone else needs to get their hands on me. I'm usually the one who does what I do."

Don't think it's necessary, I'll give you a reason.

"Oh."

"Well."

So Mr. Emeline and Mr. Lucille, they both covered their mouths with their fingertips and looked at each other. Did I do something?

"You're calling me by my nickname about Your Highness, aren't you?

"Oh, wow..."

Mr. Emeline pointed me out and I noticed.

It was my usual habit to call Reggie aside. Well, I can't help it if they look at me. Because there have been a lot of situations lately where Reggie and I talk comfortably...

"Um, not like that..."

"I didn't say anything?

"You're close, aren't you?

Lucille asks Mr. Emeline all the time because of his child-specific straightness.

Sure, we're not close, but what would you think if I told you we were close? It would be a word that could be read in depth, that.

"Just my protective presence..."

"Your Highness will see you later," he said. I'm very interested in how that happened. "

"In hindsight, can I call you by my nickname?

It was when my eyes glowed if I didn't miss them and my hips floated unexpectedly to an innocent but horrible question.

"Don't bully me too much. Can you do it? Because he's an important sorcerer in my army."

... Is this a heavenly salvation or has a bomb just been dropped?

Put me down, Mr. Emeline and the others seem to have made it a priority to thank you for now.

"Your Highness... thank you for coming to such a place."

Mr. Emeline and the others stood up softly and drooped their heads on their knees in front of Reggie.

I see someone else's response, and I realize that oh Reggie is a prince. I knew it wasn't a good idea to call it off......

Reggie was getting the two of us up in front of me as I got annoyed.

Of the three people who greet me as per the model, or there's always Mr. Growl behind Reggie, but I'm worried about the back of it.

One step aside, at the stairs coming up to this room, was Aida, who had been strangled in the matter.

From where I'm pointing my hot gaze at Reggie, I figured out I'd tell Reggie to give it up or I'd have romantic feelings.

If that's how it goes, I can also understand that Mr. Emeline was going to be pathetic and just give you a meeting.

More than that, I still can't help but worry about the stone I lowered to her neck.

I figured that was the stone of the contract.

Where the hell did you get it?

I think so. I have a slightly dark imagination in my head.

Wouldn't someone be involved with a magician? And speaking of Falgian magicians, it's like I'm the only other Viscount of Credias.

But there's no way that people are being held captive.

I just can't throw away the possibility that I just have it as a beautiful stone, without knowing anything.

I'd like to know how to talk about it.

And so Reggie, who finishes her greeting, tells Mr. Emeline.

"As Chiara told me, there's no special need for people like me to take care of them. I wish I could attack the King's Capital before winter arrives, so I don't have time to slow down in Evrard...

So you should turn to the wounded and sick. Of course, some people wouldn't get that kind of energy right away because they were under house arrest. Willingness alone, enough. So far, it's your job to be protected. "

That being said, Reggie gently refused Mr. Emeline's request.

Apparently he's done for, yet he takes a few steps inside the room, hands on my shoulders and mouths on my ears.

"Let's talk about yesterday's behavior later, shall we, Chiara?"

Speaking a painful word in his ear, Reggie walked away brilliantly through Mr. Aida.

Naturally, Mr. Aida's gaze can be directed at me. Ugh, I feel like it's locked on something.

And to bad in between, Mr. Lucille said something weird.

"Your Highness is also casually calling and throwing away about Master Chiara. She called you Miss Emeline."

"And about Lucille, right?

"Uh, so it's like a guardian."

"So why are you a guardian?

"... I'd like to hear more about that, too. May I interrupt?

At the time of Mr. Emeline's stuffing, Aida in the matter spoke as she grabbed the edge of an open iron lattice door outside.

I look at Aida's face unexpectedly.

It's not the first time we've met, but it's the first time we've talked. I was a little confused as to whether I should introduce myself.

Then Mr. Emeline partitioned for me first.

"Mr. Aida, this is Chiara, who is a magician in His Highness's army. I want you to help me introduce yourself."

Mr. Aida nodded prompted.

"My name is Aida and I am out of the branch muscle of the Count Trisfeed family... Dear Chiara. Thank you the other day."

It's Chiara Cordier.

"Cordier?"

"Um, now I'm supposed to be the edge of the Count Evrard family..."

In that way, I talked about Reggie's position as a substitute for parents, hiding and breaking things.

No, you can't say you snuck into the carriage, can you?

I don't mind that someone from the Count Patriciere family chased me, I can't talk about magicians, and I'd like to avoid talking about Princess Tsu's forest for a bit.

Still, Mr. Emeline and the others were satisfied enough to go down the single street, to be picked up where they were resting, and just to say that the person they picked up was a prince or Earl's son.

"It would have been very comforting to have the prince's hindsight"

"Yes, it is. Thanks to you, I put you in a safe position."

To me laughing and speaking deludedly, Mr. Aida said with a bewildered look.

"But you're getting a job. You mean you've been treated like a civilian, right? You were a countess... don't you hate it?

Even if it is a division, or because it is terminal, there is a strong sense that it is still noble. That's why Mr. Aida feels that the civilians have lost her identity.

"Originally, I was going to leave home and live as a civilian in a corner of town, without resistance"

Because of that, there is a difference in identity, which convinced me that His Royal Highness is in a position to be a guardian or guardian.

... It was tough.

Talking about Reggie and what's going on here right now can be a pain in the ass.

And keep it to yourself that I have a rank in the army alongside the head of the Count's family... because it seemed troublesome.

Instead, I came into the circle of conversation because of it, so I asked about Ada's necklace.

Saying it was a strange coloured stone and talking about where it came from, Aida replied that it was her mother's shape. Because of this, she said she has it without letting go of her skin.

I took a ride for Mr. Emeline to touch him uncommonly, and I tried to touch him with my fingertips too... but it's a stone of contract after all.

But it looks like a jewel, so I guess some people have it as a decoration.

Because of the shape, Aida seemed reluctant to be touched, so she could only stick with her fingertips, but enough.

When I checked, I thought I couldn't ask any more questions, and I walked away from them on the pretext that I had a job.