Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Ladies and gentlemen, nice to meet you.

My name is Ballad Rove. He is the grandson of the Duke of Aginis, the family decree Sebastian Rove, and the son of Mordo Rove, who serves the side of the brave Alan the Thunder Spear.

While I, Ballado, am a stranger, I am entrusted with the service of Doyle von Aginis, who is honored to be revealed as the only son of the brave Alan and the Virgin Serena.

Master Doyle, whom I wholeheartedly respect and admire, sits on a slightly more self-righteous side, but he is a strong, beautiful and loving and proud master.

It's been five years since I officially served Master Doyle.

I've had a hard time not being able to talk without tears to get here. But from five years before I was officially appointed to serve Master Doyle with happiness above and beyond that hardship, I chew every day without forgetting. If I may speak of Master Doyle's splendour, this Ballad, that is what we can continue to talk about even for a week. Yes.

Nonetheless, I hope you know that for me, Master Doyle is the only irreplaceable master.

Well, by the way, me. I'm not proud of it, but I specialize in caring for livestock for your garden from chores in general, such as cooking laundry sewing, bright in terms of territorial management and gathering information, and have mastered almost all the skills needed as a side service.

If I were to mention my only flaw, it would be that I have no combat ability at all due to my skills. And this is a fatal flaw in becoming an aristocrat's sideline.

Typically, servants such as family orders, butlers, maids, and gardeners require some combat ability, apart from their job skills. In times of need, it is the master's shield, so it is a natural ability in a sense as a servant.

So I honestly, despaired that I was incapable of fighting. Neither my grandfather nor my father would put it in his mouth, but when he found out about my aptitude for skills, he would have been very disappointed. At the time, I had just begun to show my face to the Aginis family in order to serve Master Doyle sooner or later. But at the same time as knowing my skill aptitude, my grandfather and father stopped taking me to the Aginis family.

It is a natural measure because you cannot push me with a serious flaw in the heir of the dear Duke of Aginis.

However, I was unable to accept the measure at a young age. And, Master Doyle, I've lost sight of my existential significance, suspicious of even hiring a merchant.

And it was me who lived those days of being even more hurt by my parents, brothers and grandparents who cared about me, but one day I was escorted by my father to the Aginis family. Anything, Doyle said she was worried about me suddenly not showing her face.

I will be exhausted in servant profits, such as worrying about my husband to serve, but foolishly at that time I was unable to rejoice in Doyle's care, and even though Doyle was speaking directly to me, I was deciding not to.

It's a great embarrassment, but at the time, I was slipping away.

It was my grandfather Sebastian and my father Mordo who panicked about my attitude like that. They scolded me for ignoring Master Doyle, begging my masters for forgiveness, and trying to get me home.

And I finally told Master Doyle that my skill aptitude is a defect to serve. I will never forget what Dear Doyle said then when I heard the words of my grandfather and father, Balad.

"I'm the brave next spear. There's no such thing as a life when Balad has to have a sword! So if you can do anything but fight, that's fine! There's nothing wrong with that!

After hearing what Master Doyle had to say, unconsciously I cried out loud. But the Aginis were kind enough to say and comfort the children of the May Fly Crying Servant.

And that day.

It is up to me to acknowledge my existential significance and pledge to follow Master Doyle for the rest of my life, who has shown me the way forward.

And now.

My dear husband, Dear Doyle, is in the middle of taking an oath for the High School Admission Ceremony. Doyle, who is upright stretched tall and spinning his oath high in a Rin stand-up, emits an air that is hard to describe, but not uncomfortable. Shall I call it impenetrable air? If I say so, I feel an air similar to that of Zeno, Alan and His Majesty the King, who are speared in the Serena and the front lines where the ritual is performed.

I wanted to rush right when I heard he fell during spring break, but my grandfather stopped me and as you can see, I didn't feel alive. But when I saw Master Doyle again after the holidays, I learned that it was useless, such as my concern.

Master Doyle, whom I haven't seen in a long time, looked very sunny, as if his possessions had fallen. Nor was the floating smile a cold, shadowy thing before, turning it into a warm object that made you feel merciful as if you were in front of Serena. Also, standing and behaving was much more sophisticated and beautiful than before, enough to keep me in love when I lost my mind.

And above all, those purple eyes.

Master Doyle should be looking at this one over the past few years, but he was looking at some distant place like it wasn't shown to me or something, and he was making me feel like if I let go of my eyes, I'd go somewhere distant. But the eyes of Master Doyle, whom I haven't seen in a long time, sparkled like they used to, and firmly reflected me in those eyes. With powerful, forward-looking eyes reminiscent of brave men and kings, Shawbarado's eyeballs became hot as well as relieved.

"- Father, Mother, no, Duke and Duchess of Aginis. I'm a stranger, but the next time I see it, I'll be a shameless man in Aginis' name. And someday. I would like to catch up with and cross the fame and feat of your grandfather and the two of you with my own feet. - Thank you, ever, ever so much."

And now.

Even the constant and perfect Doyle, along with his strong determination, speaks to Alan, Serena and Zeno in thanksgiving and the future. That splendid figure truly deserves the name of the heir of the Duke of Aginis.

I drowned my head so beautifully in love, when I said Doyle's divinity.

Ballad, it feels innumerable!

The oath begins. No, no. Even the fools who were disparaging Master Doyle are breathlessly in love with Master Doyle, but it's too late! It's too late to notice Doyle's charm!

What the hell were these fools looking at, Master Doyle? Master Doyle is always strong and beautiful and has a kinder heart than anyone else.

It just seems like you've had something to think about in the past few years. I just couldn't express that willingness well because of it. How many times did you wish you had paid the shadow of your will? You're supposed to be nicer than anyone else.

Many times around me I was made to feel sorry for Doyle without trying to see the essence of it, but there can be no such thing as a person who can behave the same way before Doyle, who paid shade and regained his original self.

Unlike ordinary people like us, Doyle loved the world more than anyone else!

After the ceremony, I wanted to ask Master Doyle what was in her hot chest, but she would put it on her side all the way for the next three years, so I tried to enjoy myself and go with Master Doyle to Master Alan and the others. The last three hours after the entrance ceremony are family time. I invited her to think that Doyle, who respects her parents with all her heart, should be slightly more careful, such as not seeing her for three years from today, but what a goodbye she said. That the earlier oath is parting with the oath. And I was asked to say something.

I was struck by those words. My care and other unnecessary lengths were unnecessary to Mr. Doyle, who was strongly determined. And I guess you asked me to put a word into it so that I wouldn't be the only one who cares about seeing my parents. For gentle care, Ballado's chest remains struck and trembled by emotion!

Then I dropped off Master Doyle that I would be returning to my dorm room, and I ran. As soon as possible, we have to get back to Doyle by saying goodbye to his family.

My run, burned with a sense of purpose, was undoubtedly the fastest I've ever had in my life.

Soldiers standing at the entrance to the holding room for the Aginis family, who arrived with so little, were put inside to show the crest showing the edgers.

As soon as I dived the door, I said, "Doyle!" Serena screamed at me and hugged me, "but you politely apologized and let go that it wasn't Master Doyle.

Inside, Alan and Serena, of course, had Zeno and Meryl, my grandfather and father.

With only me showing up, there was a little subtle air indoors, that kind of thing doesn't bother me. I respect the Aginis, but my top priority is Master Doyle.

Dear Doyle > > > > > I can't cross the wall. It's the Aginis family.

I'm going to end this place in a crisp way so I can get to Master Doyle as soon as possible.

"Balad, what happened to Master Doyle?

"Master Doyle said, 'The parting is done under oath,' and went straight to the dorm. I was asked to speak to Doyle, so it was up to me to tell her."

"Has Doyle gone to the dorm yet?

Answer my grim eyed grandfather's question and Serena will be asked sadly about Doyle's trends. Alan, who is next door, looks sad, and even that Zeno is slightly distorting his face.

My grandfathers are painfully watching how the Aginis look sad.

"Yes, with a word from Master Doyle, 'The next time I can see you, I promised you I'd be the man who deserved Aginis' name, so I'm not going to see you. So, please be well. Doyle will necessarily return to the land of Aginis, so laugh and wait until that day. Please love yourself. That's it."

In a quiet room, Serena's sobbing voice echoes. Alan and Merrill are comforted by Serena, who kills her voice and cries. Master Zeno had a meditative look in his eyes, and I could not deduce its innermost.

I bow my head to those Aginis and face my family, too.

"That's why I'm going to the dorm too."

"Oh."

Like me, I do not speak to Master Zeno and Master Alan, grandfathers and fathers of life. In fact, it also replies to my unspoken words with a natural expression. My grandfather accidentally called me to the door to exit with my grandfathers bowing their heads.

"Wait, Balad. Take this."

I was a little upset that I wanted to get back to Master Doyle soon, but I won't put it on my face where the Aginis family is. And this is the last time we exchange words, and the next time we meet face to face is in three years.

"What is it, Grandpa?"

"Uhm. Take this"

Inside the bag handed over is a thick bunch of paper and a thin bunch of paper, some magic props. Some of the magic props are familiar, but some of them have three things to see for the first time.

"There are a few things I'm not used to seeing."

"The usage is written on the thin bundle. There are also many lodgings in the woods in the High Department, so there are several magic and combat magic items that can be used."

"Are you a demon prop for battle!?

A battle magic item is literally a magic item used to fight a battle that traps attack magic or something. It is an exceptionally expensive item among demonic props that are not originally cheap, and because of disposability, that is the extent to which the lords of royalty and upper aristocracy possess it just in case. Three of them………….

"You're Doyle's sidekick, and you're going to be staying with him. Use this magic trick when you are."

"... Grandpa"

"Master Doyle says you don't have to fight. In fact, there's never been anything like you carrying a weapon before. And from now on, Master Doyle will never let you have a weapon. If I go the wrong way, I did not do anything but break the promise of that day. You know better than us, don't you?

"Yes, Master Doyle is strong and gentle, Lord of the Supreme"

"Mm-hmm. And the Doyle is about to make his way right once and for all. The path of Doyle's determination and hard work will be tough and harsh, but Doyle will surely accomplish it."

"Yes."

"That's why I would never tolerate pulling that Doyle-like leg, either as an Aginis family ordinance or as Sebastian Rove. If it's about time you pulled Mr. Doyle's leg..."

"Use this magic tool to become a shield and die."

"Yes."

I knew what I was going to say, so I answered ahead and Grandpa nodded satisfactorily. My father, who was listening on the side, is also nodding with a serious face.

I know you didn't say that, Father.

No matter how much Doyle tells you to protect me, I have a mindset when I have to serve this Ballad, Doyle, and I have enough ways to fight to buy time even if I don't have combat skills.

However, I am very pleased that you have provided us with three rare and expensive combat magic tools. Now, it seems like we can only avoid being a nuisance to Mr. Doyle at times of need.

This must also be the affection of your father and father. Just like me, it's because you two are the Lord's supreme. For this minute, a thick bunch of paper would have useful information. I look forward to reading it.

"Thank you for your valuable farewell. I will make the most of this Ballad and make sure it helps Doyle."

"Oh. Good luck with that."

"Mm-hmm. Encourage them well."

"Yes!"

I thank my grandfather and my father, I worship the Aginis, and I leave the gallery behind. Unlike going, he has several valuable magic items, so he's only quick feet away to Doyle's waiting dorm.

We don't have much time, so we have to hurry. We must return to the dorm as soon as possible to check and equip ourselves with combat magic equipment. And I have to take Master Doyle out who will be missed in the dorm and comfort him as soon as possible.

Wait, Master Doyle!

Wonder Ballad, I'll give it to you now!