Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

(... I knew it was an event)

He hurts a stray child, an angry parent attacks a human being, and he is defeated. If that was such an unreasonable event, I'm all for avoiding it, even if it's not about my progress or my retreat.

Feeling good, Eileen smiles gracefully.

"I forgot something."

"Forget something, huh?... I heard there was a demon."

"Yeah, you were there. He was in a trap for your beast, so I let him go."

"You think I missed it? There's no way you can disarm a beast trap like this."

I missed disputing the voice color of believing and not doubting that.

(... Well sure, normally, you can't)

Marks asks frankly how he mistook that silence.

"I just got a report that you hurt a trapped demon and tried to get Lilia to attack you."

"- What?"

"This must be Lilia's room, directly below."

Pointed out, Eileen looks up at the boarding house beside her.

The laughter crept up, along with the strange convincing that it was.

"It's a stupid plan. There's too many holes, and I'm gonna die first."

"Still, you could do it. I also hear he was attacked in return."

Looking behind Him and Marks, there was a boy student who escaped earlier.

I guess we put it on Eileen ahead of what we did. If you say so, Marks will believe it.

(Oh, what do I do, all I see is a future where Marks falls)

Marks tells Irene, who laughs cold, harshly.

"You don't even know there's an indestructible treaty with demons, Chancellor Dorthrish's lady."

"Wait, Marks. I don't think Master Eileen did that. It's some kind of misunderstanding. You bet, Master Eileen. I believe."

That's heroin. I'm getting to the right answer. But Eileen dared remain silent and made no excuse for anything. Marks tongues about what he thought of that.

"... there was nothing, and I forgive Lilia for her kindness. It's time to get out of school. Excuse me. Let's go, Lilia."

"Marks, Dear Eileen, you're hurt."

"I deserve it. You just have to crawl home."

I guess Marks, who saw this one and Eileen's underfoot, is aware of Eileen's injuries. That's the future Knights Leader candidate.

(But now we don't have to make a scene. Everything is my fault, but I don't have a reputation for falling especially with this...)

My chest didn't hurt. I guess it's because I'm giving up so much. Blur off the backs of Marks and the others walking away. It was then.

The sky, stained with the sunset, threaded.

"Nah, nah."

Where Marks shelters Lilia on her back and hands on her sword, it solidifies.

Night and dark hair and a dark cloak in the evening sky. Red eyes slowly opened.

Its appearance in the sky cannot be human.

"Demon King...?

"No way, he's not coming out of the woods."

Someone shrugged.

Eileen also opens her eyes full.

(... Why, Master Claude?

Nowhere should there be any reason for him to come out now.

The figure of the Demon King with his feet on the ground from his toes is frozen like humans were fascinated.

The first thing to be lifted from that curse was Marks.

- Who are you? Demon King!? "

……

"Answer me.... Otherwise, I'll consider you suspicious and tie you up!

The tip of the sword glitters at sunset. But before Eileen could stop it, Claude's sword was taking it. Marks opens his eyes. But I immediately rolled out the next sword.

Claude continues to take Irene's invisible Marks sword judgment while remaining on the spot without even throwing a glance. The difference in overwhelming skill was also seen by the amateur.

- Damn it, Lilia, stay back.

"Yes, sir"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

Along with the roar, Marks, who regained his sword, storms. But Claude, with his sigh, dropped his groan.

"He's a loud man."

I didn't see what happened.

Marks circles his eyes, buttocks on, and flashes his sword in an outfit poked at his neck.

Claude did not look at Marks until the end and laid his sword on his sheath. Hearing that sound, Marks screams.

"- Wait, why don't you hold back!

"Eileen Lauren Dorthrish"

"Ha, ha?

"Thank you."

Claude, completely ignoring Marks, put his hand on his chest and lowered his head to Eileen.

An upset runs all the way around. Likewise Irene was upset. I just can't keep up with my understanding of what's going on. Meanwhile, Claude's mouth continues.

"I had my countrymen help me. Even if Fenrir's child, who was threatened by the trap, is caught, it is my direct gratitude, the Demon King, to your noble soul, who did not frighten to reach out for help."

Claude's tone is different than usual. I assumed it was an approximate way of talking, but I didn't know how Claude could speak to herself that way, and Irene moved her mouth confused.

"... I can't believe I'm thankful..."

"To avoid a dispute with the demons, you even tried to wear the wet clothes that it was you who hurt the demons. Because if I was hurt, no one would shelter me, and for such sad reasons."

The surroundings glance at Claude's words.

Marks frowned and was comparing Eileen to the boys students who earlier tried to hurt the demonic child.

"A helped demon is angry at a man who insults you, the benefactor"

So you and Claude turned to the people behind you. Of course it was the boy student who shook up and behaved violently against the demonic child.

"- But if you say forgive me, let's have a drink this time"

Eileen, who was listening to Claude in awe, finally realizes.

(... I'm here to help, thank you)

She revealed herself in Irene's wet clothes.

Even if I did that, there's nothing good about Claude.

"... no. That's enough."

Put your hands on your chest, Eileen finally, that's all I answer. Claude nodded.

"Right. Then let's not ask - forgive you."

Remember to press precautions until the end, Claude snapped his fingers properly. As soon as possible, grains of light dance around Eileen.

Magic. Ripped clothes go back to normal, and the mud and dirt on them go loose and disappear. No more seeping arm blood, no more foot pain. Both Marks and Lilia are circling their eyes at the sight that happened in an instant.

"Any pain anywhere?

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Then I'll walk you to the mansion"

The moment Claude sounded his fingers properly again, now a silver-thinking carriage appeared directly beside him.

It is a luxurious carriage with two heads drawn by a black horse with a splendid tenderness.

"Duh, where did you get it from?!?"

I laugh faintly at Irene, who was just surprised, after Claude rounded her eyes.

(Ah)

Even though it is winter, it smells like flowers. Flowers blossomed somewhere now. I don't know why, I'm so sure.

"It's too early to be surprised. - Hands."

As they say, Eileen offers her hand. Drawing that hand, Claude opened the carriage door.

"This carriage flies through the sky"

"Eh."

The horse is gone and wings out of its back. Pegasus.

Irene's body clutched to Claude's waist by surprise floats flutteringly from carriage to carriage.

A carriage rushed out toward the night sky, placing Marks, who opens his mouth and falls in love, on the ground.