Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Quick-foot through the hallway, making sure there are no people around. And once I stopped my legs before I turned the corner, I quickly breathed and became myself. I left the aristocratic living space to enter an area with a joint facility and look for Lute.

He wasn't at the workout, so Lute should probably be somewhere in this joint facility. Running around, suppressing the desire to look, staring out one step inside the dining room. He then turned his foot to the talking room but couldn't find what he was looking for, and moved faster on his steps to an unnatural level in a hurry.

I have to hurry too.

I think about that as I look around other facilities in a hurry. I was raising my voice of condemnation, but I'm talking about the competent Balad. We've already switched, and we should be heading back to Luce and the others.

Since that dueling noise, I knew Balad would disagree because he had no good impression of Lute.

But we need that brain and the skill of manipulating horses.

I don't know how Balad feels, but I don't have enough people I can trust right now. Since the size of the enemy is unclear, all those who can use it, even with some certainty, must use it. Priority should be given to ensuring Claire's rescue over our emotions. For this reason, it is as simple as asking Lute to bow his head. It's important for the aristocracy and face to face, but losing something important with pride is the end of the line.

I cling to the name of [Spear Brave]. Not really, my memory of losing everything is new. But once I was mistaken, I was miraculously forgiven. I'm not willing to forget that survival, and I'm not willing to make the mistake of what I want to cherish twice.

So I meditate my eyes.

With everything I have, it's possible to get Lute to marry Serejaira. I also admit that I had a few things to do with her. But even though I don't want to grieve Claire in any way, I want forgiveness for trying to use Master Gray for whatever reason. I didn't think I had the in-laws to take care of him from one to ten. But on the other hand, there was a feeling that I couldn't tell Lute that I was on the right path while I was making a loan.

The feelings I have for Lute, such as guilt, unforgivable feelings and empathy for my precious child, are complicated. So after adding all sorts of emotions and elements, I was willing to zero my debt to Lute by stopping Serejaira's conversation and offering her a place to play. I thought I'd leave it up to Lute to live or waste the space we've set aside. I didn't take hope in person, so it's just my self-satisfaction.

But if this kidnapping is what I expected, the killer is the Marquis son whose relationship with his neighbor, His Royal Highness and Serejaira, who previously proposed to Claire, is under consideration. The reason is to make a fait accompli. Daita, I happen to catch the bandits who grabbed them, and I'm willing to take them to my marriage if I don't manage to keep them in the name of protection or something. It's all self-made and trivial.

The princess and the marquis. No matter what the facts are, staying out without you is unpleasant. If rumors spread, he would marry to hide an unavailable scandal. So you can't make public the kidnapping of Claire and the others.

The best thing to do is take out only the captured Claires without engaging the killers in a surprise manner. That way, we can decide that there would have been no incident per se had it not been for the damage done to both sides.

To make that possible, I need at least one more person who can run the equivalent of me on Bran. I wish Jin was here, but I can't help it. So much so about Master Gray, who cares about Claire. You won't look good, but you won't say anything where Lute helped you on condition that you would back up your marriage to Serejaira.

In the worst case scenario, I have to choose between Claire and Serejaira. The answer is settled, but you can't decide that one of them was missing the case altogether. The presence of a lute is essential to accommodate everything in the way you want it to.

There's really not much I can do on my own. There are only a few things I can protect. If you still want to protect a lot of things, you need help around. But that's why we can't risk Balad and Lutze and the others. Then we have to gather all the people that can make it possible.

The only salvation is that this is another opportunity for Lute to live and die.

If we can successfully rescue Claire in this case, we have a good chance of becoming a memorial nobleman with that feat, and most importantly, Marquis Bloom's testimony to the promising future youth who took the risk of rescuing my daughter is immeasurable. If there's my push there, and a normal aristocrat thinks that's much better than a marquis son of a neighboring country whose identity just matches. There's a chance you'll wear treason stigma when something happens, such as connecting you to the nobility of the country that took Claire.

Lute is not stupid enough not to know that. Even if not, Serejayla is the girl who wanted to sell me fights but to get them. I have no reason to say no to going to help her who is in love by then. I'm sure you'll help me. It's huge to get Lute's help now that Master Gray and Jin are not here.

I found what I was looking for when I finished thinking about it. I interrupt my thoughts.

One of the study rooms dotted a short walk out of the talking room. In it Lute seemed to be teaching his friends to study. It is very convenient for me that there are only Lutes and others in the room who are a little away from the main facility.

In unexpected favorable conditions, close the door of the learning room that had been left unnoticed by them for the time being, and fill the gap with ice magic to prevent the door from opening. And keep the sound of this room from leaking outside with wind magic. Now I can rub it a little bit when I take Lute out.

It's a shame Lute wasn't alone, but all he wants is luxury. Now, in case you want to talk to someone other than Lute, depending on their response, we can all stay in this room until we get out of school. Bad for them, but the priority should be the rescue of Claire and the others.

If you want to interrupt, look back when you're ready. If you gently walk over to the table you're studying, you'll accidentally look at Lute and see this one.

And looking at Lute's face, who opened his surprise eyes, I called out from here before he said anything.

"- Lute Sturp. Fold in and do me a favor. You have to come."

It's a waste of time, so I tell Lute that at the top of the opening. Lute, who had noticed my presence as soon as possible, stopped his hand and stared back silently. With an unpleasant look at my words, I stare back at Lute, who has made sure that the door behind me is closed, using [intimidation] and not telling him to come because it's okay.

Then Lute stood up saying no to those present after he struck his tongue without concealing whether he had been pressured by me or determined that he was not aware that he was locked up again. It would be an act to keep them out of this. Though in the form of a half-threatening, I quietly wait to come here, reassured by a truthfully obeyed lute.

But you didn't care about my attitude, and the three of you in attendance gave me a muddled look and looked at me at the same time. And the girl, who seemed willing to put her blue-green hair together, opened her mouth all the way.

"- What can the Duke of Aginis do for Lute?

"Oh Rita! Don't."

"I think Rita's right, too, huh? What the hell does the Duke want with you? You don't mean that the Duke, who can study and fight, will learn equestrianism from the opponent who defeated him on purpose?

"Don't pinch the extra mouth, too, Waldo!

"Lute! Rita and Waldo are worried about you!

"Before you worry about me, you guys clean up the assignment!

Lute throws up in frustration when he tells them that he has obeyed my words so much that he doesn't care to involve them, but he eats them at me without hesitation.

In the presence of Lute were Rita Saham, the bowman, Waldo Guerne, the swordsman, and Pulha Thermos, who was good at the magic of fire attributes. Rita and Waldo were two people carving a page of youth that they accidentally made you watch on Moot Day. A girl named Pulha, who praised Lute, did play the game in the same arena, and the fire attribute. I feel she was also good at explosive systems.

……… good friend, you have it.

All three of them are very responsive to me with their hostility. You don't think you can just talk to me like that, but you're still willing to bite me for a friend. Though they say a mess to Lute, the three of them have a uniform colour of worry in their eyes, and I can see the honesty of taking friends without being mesmerized by power. And most importantly, all three of them were just the same arena in simulated combat, with impeccable combat capability.

It's just that we're understaffed...

I remember the strength of the three men I saw in mock warfare and class. I hide from the four and laugh at Ni. It is a good pick up unexpectedly. I can't help but lock up all this fighting power and go. I've never heard any bad rumors, and they're just fine because I seem uncomfortable taking Lute. If you're that dissatisfied, I'll make sure you follow me. I'll reschedule the original plan and put in a calculation that involves all three of us. If Lute gave me this look, these three would follow me, and it's not a bad idea to have them play a part because it's a corner.

That's how I concluded watching the four people still arguing, turning off the grin of trouble to be seen and switching to a serious look. And I erased the signs and packed the distance with the four of them.

"Come on, man, just keep it together!

"When are you going to do that alone because you're a little silly and smart!

"Yes! It stinks of water!

"Lute, we're worried about you..."

"- Sorry I'm taking you in, but this one's in a hurry. If you're uncomfortable taking Lute, you should ask all three of them together."

If they rode themselves out and told them to block the argument, the four stopped arguing with pity. And before the bitter-faced lute opens his mouth, the bloody Rita and Waldo change their expression and eat at me.

"Huh! Does that mean we can ask!?

"Of course. There's nothing nasty about what you guys asked me. It's not bad for Lute."

"If you say that, let me hear it!

"" - Wait, to Agi, "if so, let me tell you, an earlier woman named Claire and her samurai Serejaira was kidnapped by someone. I'm leaving school to rescue Claire. I'm almost certain of the killer and where he's going, but naturally failure is unacceptable as we head to the rescue. I've been wanting you to lend Lute's head to see if my hypothesis is correct."

"Become!?

"Now, I'm going to tell you what happened when you got caught, so let me know what you think. Based on that, I'm going to Claire's rescue. If possible, I want you to come too. I want to make sure that there was no such thing as this one for Claire and the others who got caught. I need you for that."

Lute, who felt the disturbing air, raised a voice of restraint but slow if he did not want to involve his friends. It's impossible to pretend to be irrelevant if you let me hear it. I feel guilty about putting three irrelevant people in danger, but I can't afford to be shapely right now.

So with the intention of involving the three of us, I told Lute what to say and what to do. Rita and Waldo change their complexion and take a breath into the content if they don't have time to stop. It was completely solidified with a white face leading up to Pulha.

I glance back at Lute with a glimpse of the three glancing at the kidnapping of the princess. Lute, who blues his face to the kidnapping of a suddenly informed princess and loved one, but still seems to be devising something, is a boulder.

"- Listen well. Claire rode in the carriage picking up with the samurai as usual. However, even at the usual time, he did not arrive at the entrance to the Wang capital and could not contact the escort knight, so a suspicious gatekeeper looked around and a carriage was found near the entrance to the Wang capital. The escort knights were rolled in the carriage and there was no sign of Claire and the samurai. I woke up. The knight's story said the raiders were posing as bandits or bandits, but the sword muscles were those who had been trained. The source, by the way, is [Thunder Spear Brave]. You know that within the royal castle is shaken by the retirement proclamation of the two Four Yingjies? - - - Lute. With all that information, what do you think?

"............... seriously"

A flash of Waldo's voice echoes in the learning room. Rita said something to me even though she looked pale. She did, but she sat in a chair with her sleeve pulled by Pulha, who read the air on the field.

After checking the three adults, I turn my gaze back on Lute. Lute's eyes were terribly serious when he pulled his mouth off and thought seriously.

It was for a moment that I was surprised and upset to hear my words. In the next moment I think Lute, who breathed well and started thinking, is oriented towards the Commander.

Lute, who listened to me, is turning his head desperately, even though he looks pale. No matter how determined you were with me as I thought you would be, you couldn't let this go.

Feel relieved to stroke my chest down to Lute, who seems willing to let me think, without rejecting me as an emotion. And I waited quietly for Lute to come to a conclusion.

Minutes watching Lute immersed in thoughts. When such a short period of time flows into a quiet learning room, a thought-ending lute opens his mouth more or less.

".................. Adele. I think the killer is from neighboring Edelstein."

Lute's voice echoes in the learning room where only breath can be heard. Looking closely into my eyes, I felt a definite confidence from Lute's words telling me in a clear tone, and feelings such as abomination seeped into the verses of the words. I groan in my heart that I strongly agree with Lute, who warps his face and tells him the name of the country, and I urge Lute to continue.

"Why?

"Bandits and usurpers who are good at preserving themselves don't attack royal carriages or anything. This case would be a well-prepared kidnapping plan. The carriage is a positive move to break the chaser. I think because I wanted the nobles gathered in the royal castle to turn their suspicious eyes. The location of the discovery was outside the King's Capital because the killer had no passport to enter the King's Capital. Or someone with surveillance when you go in. The trained sword is because the killers are knights or private soldiers, or perhaps private soldiers of the Marquis."

"How can you call yourself the Marquis' private soldier?

"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… It was Her Royal Highness Adele who asked Princess Claire to marry him who gave her permission. He must have made us sneak across the border, though he was scouting fortifications along the border and picking up bandits and people. If you have twenty, you can roll the escort knight."

"I ask you once, what's the purpose?

"..................... you want to make a fait accompli. Whatever the facts, staying out in a man's house without a woman taking your offering is deadly. Even more so if you're a woman of high stature."

".................. that's still the only way,"

"Ha!?

"What!?

I was relieved that I was in a very complicated mood for an idea similar to mine. In the meantime, he was gathering information about a man approaching her, wrapping his inner tongue around Lute, while also listening to the purpose of the kidnapping for once. As far as I'm concerned, I would have loved it if it had surfaced for other reasons, but unfortunately this one was in agreement. A caged voice of condemnation rises from the women where they tried to speak to Lute again bitterly about the culprit of certainty and his purpose.

"What the hell is that! Unbelievable! What do you think you're doing with a woman?

"Yes! It's the enemy of a woman!

Gaturn! and the two of them, who kicked down the chair and stood up, shouted in such a way as to emit anger to their minds. My shoulders jumped unintentionally on the impending sword screen, but never mind that the other two had similar reactions, when I saw them and felt the right air for solicitation, I put a strange look on my face to make sure I didn't miss this opportunity, and I speak to the two angry women.

"- Exactly. So I'm going to talk to you, but I don't really have the strength to go rescue. Would you give me a hand if I could?

"Of course! I will never forgive you for trying so hard to do something about a woman!

"Yes! The enemy of a woman should return to the earth!

"Waldo would think so too!?

".................. oh, oh! Of course!

"Thank you. I'd be comfortable if you guys could get here. - So what do you do, Lute? Even so, it's not a bad story for you. Rather, if you think about your future with Serejaira, this is a great opportunity."

Waldo, pushed by the women who nodded twice in reply to my words and their momentum like that, turns to Lute with a grin in his heart and asks him so. I know the answer, so I said, "Naturally you're going, right?" Wait for Lute's reply without asking.

But the word of euphoria did not return from Lute. If you look at Lute suspiciously for a reply that won't return forever, you will see him biting his lip so that he can hold his fist and enjoy something.

I was surprised and bewildered by Lute's reaction, which I had never imagined, and I called Lute's name.

"- Lute?"

"............... I said," Of course, you're going!

"Let's go, Lute! Selejayla, we have to help you!

Lute was about to say something as he clenched his hands so hard that they grew white. Confused by the expression on my face and the squeezed out voice, I silence Lute's voice. If you wait for the continuation of your words with a slightly irritating memory of Rita, who blocked Lute's words from starting to speak at the corner, Lute opens his mouth again with an indescribable look on his face.

- I'm not going.

And the spoken word of rejection sounded nasty, even though it was a quiet voice without discouragement.