Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

- - Childhood - -

"- Next time, you can't lose, Doyle!

"I think we'll be together next time, right?

"May fly! Now it's time to slap your mace into your brain!!

"Good luck, Master Gray"

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"I understand. Look, Master Gray. We're expecting you, aren't we?

"I know!

I wipe the dirt on my mace with prick and anger and regret, watching His Highness clean up the subspace and I spear as well.

Even today and when I was talking to Claire, who came to see me, Her Highness, who finished her studies, joined me. And I entrusted Claire to the converging Lady Gray, and when I was waving the spear, Lady Gray attacked me with a mace.

As usual after that.

As Master Gray was angry, he speared at the mace to be shaken. You can't launch an attack from here, and I can't let you get hurt.

Master Gray's mace is certainly powerful, but if it hits, it's a story. I usually ask my father and grandfather to do an audition. I still haven't been able to acquire spear or barometric skills, but because of the weight of the mace, the speed is still slow, and it is easy enough to tease Gray-like mace, who is in a lot of motion.

"His Royal Highness Prince Grey. It's time for courtesy. Welcome back."

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Come on, let's go"

"Yes, then, Master Doyle, if you'll excuse me."

I apologize for making the maid I came to call wait with a gentle smile, and Lady Gray, who walks away, is always someone else. I think it's a scam that he's the same person who was dyeing his face red and rumbling and waving his mace down at me with that.

Too different attitudes towards people other than me. Dropping off Master Gray with an uncalled for feeling, I would be watching the close guards train this time. I turned to Father.

Father.

"Doyle! Well done for coming. You gonna mix up with practice, too?

"No, because I just chased after Master Gray earlier"

"What. Has Doyle offended His Highness again?

"Master Gray seems angry. I'll be swinging a mace soon."

"Ha ha! Your Highness is well, too!

After breaking up with Claire and Master Gray, he speaks to his father, who was archaic at the Kingsguard's workout. I was invited to practice, but politely refused because it was after a battle in the name of chase with Master Gray.

"Master Gray has too different attitude from me and the others. I laugh calmly at maids and soldiers for the habit of shaking down a mace in a horrible shape."

"Do you want Doyle to be nice to His Highness?

Too much of a difference in attitude. If I overflowed Master Gray's grievance with Father, Father asked me that after a few thoughts.

Be nice to me, Master Gray?

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You have no idea, do you?

I'd rather have a gentle smile on me, Master Gray, or something. I feel pretty bad.

I felt so subtle when I failed to imagine my father's inquiry-friendly Lady Gray. Although I am unhappy with Master Gray, who is only harsh on me, I realize that I find it a little disgusting or creepy to be tender. I don't even feel like Gray the gentle Gray.

Lady Gray, whom I know, is short-tempered, angry, has mace out before words, has a bad mouth for doom, loves Claire and cares about her more than anything else.

I honestly tell my father how subtle I feel when I wait for a response.

"……………… subtle. It's not like Gray to be nice to me."

"Ha-ha-ha! Oh, my God! Subtle!

"Doyle's a good boy ~" laughed happily at my answer, Father praising me for some reason by stroking my head.

And ask me again, looking at me.

"Hey Doyle. You know what's important to stand next to His Highness?

I blinked my eyes at a sudden inquiry from my father.

Something important to be next to Master Gray?

I answer my father's question when I see the Kingsguards with a strong body who work to train and wield a variety of weapons, such as swords and spears.

"Strong, isn't it?

"No."

"Are you being considerate?

"No."

"Smart thing?

"No."

"Okay! I risk my life for the king!

"Unfortunately not."

"Yeah? Then someone to be respected!

"Too bad"

"... someone honest, or something?

"Incorrect."

"Huh?"

I tried my best to answer. They say all the answers are different, and I hold my head.

What else is so important to you that you're next to Master Gray?

"Stand next to me" is about a Kingsguard like your father, isn't it?

Kingsguards are the ones who protect the king, aren't they?

Something important that isn't strength, attention, wit, readiness to risk your life, respected personality, honesty?

I threw a spoon early at Father's inquiry, which was too difficult.

"I don't know! Father, what is the correct answer!?

"The right answer,"

"What's the right answer?

"Don't count on the king."

"Huh?"

"Ugh! Heh, heh, heh, heh!

I look up to my father without knowing what he meant by his words. The moment I looked up, I wondered if my father's face, who looked serious, was distorted for a moment, putting aside a beat and my father raised his voice and laughed out. The other soldiers look back at my father, who suddenly laughed at me at the training center.

"Chi, Father!

"Ha ha! I made it a pocan, and Doyle's cute!

"Father! Others are watching!

I rushed to my father's sight, but he was happy to hold me up for some reason. Plus, I'm not happy when they say she's cute or anything!

"Father! Please, let me down!

Is it lit?

"It's not lit!

"Ha ha! Your face is bright red.

"Father!"

I was even more embarrassed by the accusations I received from my father, and I roughed up my voice.

"Ha! I'm sorry, Doyle. Don't hate me."

That's what he said. He finally dropped me. Now I got my head shaken with those big hands.

"Sorry, Doyle."

I squeaked my head off and said, "You're a mess," gently combed my hair with my hands to get it done. I couldn't get out any harder on my father, and I shut up.

I even remembered what I didn't want.

I used to be with Claire and His Highness back then, and I had a face in my father's office. I might have been happiest back then when I thought about it. Sure, back then, when I didn't know what my fitness was. I was starting to get a little anxious that I couldn't get my spear skills inside, but I was told that if I grew up, I would be able to use them inside, and I honestly believed that word.

At that time, I called His Highness Master Grey. Claire was also on her side, and Her Royal Highness was chasing her like every day.

His Royal Highness with a mace was always a ghost.

I stare at Jin in retrospect of such distant and warm memories. I managed to chew up what I said, and Jin, who couldn't chew up, looked refreshed somewhere.

Right. You don't know what it means to say, "Don't rely on the king." His Royal Highness's service and Kingsguard are his subjects for the king who protects the king. Nowhere is it necessary to rely on the king originally.

That's what Father said to me when he bit me.

"'It is the job of their superiors and masters to take responsibility for their subordinates and subordinates. Of course, Kingsguard. It is the King's job to ultimately take responsibility if anything happens to the close guards. So the kings enjoy being controlled over everything they say and do so as not to endanger the Kingsguard. It's hard for them to defend themselves if they just act on their own. All those who dwell in this country are people to be protected by the king, subordinates to serve themselves as long as the legend and the Four Yingjie, who are called legends, are from the king, and one of the people to be protected. The king has the duty and duty to protect this country and all who live in it." "

There is no expression on Jin's face listening quietly to my words. I don't know what this guy thinks and thinks right now, but maybe this guy will give the same answer as me.

"'If that's why you want to stand next to the king, be careful not to be protected by the king. Physically, of course, mentally. You can't just defend the king and kneel and serve like a Kingsguard, you can't just stand next to him. Whatever happens, no matter how painful it is, don't let the king help you. Rely on nothing but kings then. The moment I ask the King for help, the neighbor upon whom the King leaves his back will be a people whom the King should protect' - - a word I used to say to my father. And Father asked me. Which way do you choose? and"

That's it, breathe in heavily.

That day, my father, who asked me the same thing, thought he was indeed a [hero] named [Brave Thunder Spear] who stood next to the king of this country.

"Do you choose between a [hero] lined up with kings, or a subordinate kneeling at your feet?

I asked this man next to His Highness right now, just like my father did that day.

"Doyle, do you prefer to stand next to His Highness Gray or serve?

"I'm next door! Because I'm anxious to get those angry people to protect me!

'Ha ha! Right, anxiety!

'Yes! And Your Highness is weaker than I am, so I have to protect you!

'Right! Doyle has to protect him!

'Yes!'

I told my father I was next door. Honestly, I just couldn't imagine His Highness protecting me gently then, but the more I was on His Highness's side, the more I understood the meaning of your father's words.

Even if you feel bad, if you speak directly, the person will be punished.

If you don't do anything unpleasant, he will be accused of forcing you to do it.

His Royal Highness knows better than anyone that with one of the discomforts he feels, people are easily doomed.

That's why, gentle, serene.

His Highness, who was forced to endure, seemed terribly breathless so as not to put his negative feelings on the table. Still, His Highness cares so much about this country, and because he wants to protect those who live there, he has become [a gentle and gentle prince].

The truth is, to a passionate and more emotional habit than anyone else.

"I have always wanted to stand next to His Highness since the day he asked me that. So no matter how His Highness wants to help me, I won't take that hand. Because I want to be a [hero] standing next to a king like your father instead of serving and kneeling to the king"

From the moment His Highness realizes that the only thing that is tough on me is that I am not a people to watch out for and protect, but just a childhood tame, he decides not to be in His Highness's hands alone. I want to be one where His Highness can bump his emotions at will at all times.

So the word 'waiting' is enough. I don't want to serve His Highness, I don't want to kneel. I want to stand next to Master Grey.

And I want to be a [hero] that Master Gray can rely on so that the king can rely on [the brave man of thunder spears].

So, to be honest, I still want the [brave] title above all else. Because any tale or hero, Tan, is a [hero], a being that depends on a country or a king, and is never in a position to be protected by anyone.

That is and always has been the way I admire and desperately follow my backs in an effort to line up my shoulders, the way I wish I would be.

Seeing the silent gin in front of you.

I don't hate this guy's attitude when he seriously thinks about answering my question. If I don't even have the point of losing sight when I see a simple, strong guy, I think he deserves to protect His Highness.

... Most importantly, this guy can be a [Spear Brave].

"Because [the brave] fit in on that. I can't help but envy you. Gin."

"Huh!... So, was Master Doyle obsessed with spears?

"Sometimes I thought it was natural for my father and grandfather to be [Spear Brave], too. - The king will depend on his father for something, won't he? I wanted to be like your father, too. Everyone wanted to feel safe and be a [hero] called the [brave man] who could keep his back................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. - Don't tell His Highness, do you?

If I told him I was honestly jealous, Jin had some shocked look on his face. I'll be honest with Jin about my feelings. And then there's the pause. If they knew I was thinking this, they'd say, "I'm busy for Doyle!" Or so they're going to say.

That guy has a verse trying to protect me, like he does Claire. I'm not a weak girl or a pretty sister like Claire. I can fight. I can't be [Spear Brave], but I'm confident I'll be a samurai no one in this country can beat. Because my parents gave me all that stuff.

Scattered, I got around, but I want to stand in that place again. For that reason, there's no way we're stopping here.

Once again, when I followed those people on their backs, I made my own decision.

"............... it's about time Balad came back, so can we talk about this? Or is there anything else you'd still like to be asked?

Ask Jin that. In time, it's time for Balad to come back. Come on, we have to get over that oxer obstacle.

"Dear Doyle!

"What!?

Ballad wondered if he had done so yet, and Jin suddenly shouted my name if he was squeaking his spine. Blanc and Jin's horses are surprised by the size of their voices. I was surprised enough to inadvertently reply with vegetables, too.

"Dear Doyle! Gin will always be [Spear Brave] to show! And like Master Doyle, I want to be next to His Highness!

"............... Really?"

Half relieved of Jin for giving the answers I expected, I still don't think I'll like this guy. "Be necessarily [Spear Brave]," he says briefly. No, I seriously thought about being a gin. I can tell by the look on his face, and he'll make it look more than he once put it in his mouth and declared it. I also know you have all that strength. I know, but it annoys me when I'm declared grand in front of you. That's why it's so tight to keep up.

"If you are convinced, please return to Your Highness's side. Though the security is strong in geometry, I'm not impressed that the side service leaves His Highness's side."

"Yes! Sorry! Until Master Doyle returns, this gin will protect Your Highness, so practice with confidence!

Ba and lowered his head, Jin ran over to his horse and straddled it. I know I can't be an adult, but without accusing me of being rude with my gaze from above, Gin, who honestly nods, is in trouble deciding whether the vessel is big or just simple in character.

With that in mind, I saw the gin across the horse and wondered if Fufu could fly the last oxer disorder.

"Jin."

"Yes?"

"Can Jin fly the last obstacle?

"You can fly, right?

Breathe into the easily returned answer. I asked him if he could fly, wanting to hear the trick, but regret when he told me he could fly light. I don't want to lose to Jin except for one [Spear Brave] case. So I want to win equestrianism too, but when they tell me I can lightly fly the obstacle of the last I can't fly no matter how many times I do it, I'm in a hurry.

When it swells, my dislike for losing springs up, and this guy fills me with feelings that I don't want to hear the trick. But here we are bound by boring pride, and if we lose to Lute, that's what we won't be able to face His Highness.

"... the moment you fly, aren't you afraid?

So I asked Jin without courage.

"It's okay! I'm scared to look at it, because I always meditate on my eyes when I finish flying through the 9th obstacle!

"Huh!"

And the answer returned was shock. If you're scared, you don't have to look! is a hell of a simple solution. It's a simple gin answer.

Sure, I have no problem meditating on my eyes because it's the last one. It's a goal if you finish flying the last oxer disorder and go a few steps, so you don't have to give the horse instructions.

There's only one simple solution that I can put into practice right away. Rather, it is more surprising what has come to mind before.

"Did something weird happen to you?

".................. no. It was a very meaningful answer."

"? I don't know, but I hope it helped Master Doyle!

"Yep. Very helpful"

"Yes!"

Having breathed relieved in my response, Jin said after one breath, "Then I will return to my Highness! I said," I changed the direction of the horse. I thank Jin again for trying to run a horse.

"It was a very meaningful time. Thank you."

"No, welcome! Master Doyle's heart was known, and it was me who learned! - - Now if you'll excuse me! Let's go, Mahone!

- - Heen! -

Jin leaves with the hissing of a horse named Mahon. Apparently he got a good horse inside. Jin's back moved away within sight and quickly became invisible.

"Are we done talking -?

After dropping off Jin's back, Bran, who I've grown up with, stopped by, so I'll stroke him.

"You can get through that obstacle faster than any horse, right?

'I'll take care of it!

I stroked Bran again, who hissed mightily at my words, and I started getting ready to put my saddle back on.