Atelier Tanaka

The next day we returned from the battlefield to Trichris at first light in the morning.

Once again, Christina's wings are challenged with the schematic of Flight Magic Level 55. Wins and losses remain the same. There was no prior gambling this time, so there was no heat to fly. Exquisitely, to what extent did you admire the punch with a perfect back?

In the middle, Estelle spit on the Guerro. This hit Sophia in the face. Where it would have taken a day, the one-hour dragon super express one way became an imposition at the expense of the physical condition of the companion.

That's how, after noon of the same day, between the sights set in the castle of Trikris.

I'm poking my knee.

"This time it was really daunting."

This is the third reward time held in the company. At the end of the red carpet, on the upper throne is the figure of a blonde lollivitch.

The same event, previously a barcode bald solo stage, was carried out under the auspices of Estelle herself.

Keep the same head down. But you're still a beautiful girl.

You're an absolutely beautiful girl in view of the potential for punching.

There are so many people involved, mostly nobles, who have never been compared to the past. The narrowness of the walls and the appearance of people standing side by side between a wide spectrum of sights is overwhelming.

In the midst of all that, get your knees to the floor and hehe posture.

There's also Sophia's figure next door. She is still in a maid's clothes. He may then be gaggling bulls, letting his whole body shake into small pieces.

The same sense of small things is irresistible and loving. I want to tung my urethra with my tongue bella. I want to see Sophia pee-pusher from nervousness in a gentle eye.

"We shall honor and reward you here for your tremendous service."

"Ha!"

"Raise your faces together."

face up as he returns the words briefly, if instructed. Sophia is with you. Beside her, she also has the figure of Gachimuch-based head delegate, Gonzalez. Many others have shown activity, but they say he was called on behalf of the Dusk Regiment.

As a result, three people, including themselves, participate in the site.

"You look awed, or cool..."

"Yes?"

"Hey, it's nothing!

Lolivich looking up the stairs looks the same in men's clothes.

Do you like it?

Pretty, though. You look great, though.

Instead, if you move your eyeballs and observe what is going on between your glances, behind the oblique side of the throne, behind the room, you can see the demonic nobility. I am not a great nobleman to Dada. Around it are the aristocrats of Trikris who make their surroundings with straw.

Even if it doesn't, it seems more popular than Estelle.

Thanks to her, her worldly proverb is sarcastically flushed and safe.

I am not a great nobleman to Dada.

However, if you think you're surrounded by bitter bitters, demonic nobles, etc., how dare you, I can see a lot of young women. Decorated teenagers. Besides, can you see me approaching you sexually anyway? What the hell, dude?

In front of Estelle, she seems to be conspicuously conscious, and the words exchanged can't even pick up shards. Like a student who doesn't prude his private language during the opening ceremony or the closing ceremony and during the headmaster's story. It's called Hisohi Talk.

Still showing the chest of the open dress with a flicker, or staring jiggly at the top, damn it, damn it. It forms a splendid harem space. It's a thankful word from the lord, so I'll listen to you properly or something.

After forty, approaches from teenage girls, I envy them too much.

Or was it because I was thinking, Estelle hung me up?

"Adventurer Tanaka, your accomplishment in keeping the number of allied soldiers injured to only a few is enormous, even if it does not represent a double digit difference in force from the enemy country. So give me two places, and I'll take that role as Second Lieutenant of the Army."

It looks like the title has been raised again.

Can it be raised with a pomp?

"Second Lieutenant!?" "Wait a minute, if you become a second lieutenant, many are not in the ranks of nobility!?" "No, but from what the Viscount said earlier, we can still see that he was a lieutenant at the moment." "Such a civilian is a second lieutenant, etc., is that acceptable!?

"Even if I were a lieutenant, could I allow such a selfish promotion!?" "Look at that flat face! You're not from this country!" "The same goes for the color of the skin. Looks like a Lizardman!" "That's what officers do for adventurers!

Quickly, I heard a reaction.

Apparently too tall for civilians. It was originally a title I raised appropriately with the intention of crushing it on the battlefield. That's what Gonzalez said. Soon after I realized it, it seemed to reach a point where it wouldn't be as stylish as it was.

It would be like surviving a mold that sold out a bubble.

And Lizardman, stop it. It's bad for Lizardman.

"Quiet!

Estelle barks, not even the hustle and noise around her.

Where the attention of the nobles is directed at herself, she pales where it continues.

"Everyone understands fully what you're talking about with me. Everyone knows that military second lieutenants and above are basically noble occupied positions. We shall therefore give him the Baron's place so that he may be worthy of a new position".

With Estelle's remarks as her ears, the nobles who were with her on the field boiled down.

"So, it's the baron!?" "Such an adventurer speaks of nobility!? Am I wrong to hear that?" "Did the lady from Fitzclarence finally feel like it too!?" "Such an idiot." "Only His Majesty can give you the title. Yes..."

"How can you say the Fitzclarence family is such an extraction?" "It is a rare act, such as giving nobility to civilians!?" "It's not even the people of this country!" "Ariem! That's impossible.

Apparently a big case.

There is also a lot of noise.

The keyword is the Baron.

If we are to follow the teachings from Allen, it is a position in the Penny Empire that sits above and below and above the one that completely bisects the way man is.

I am a nobleman.

Being in this fantastic world of swords and magic is tantamount to getting proof that you can have free sex whenever you want with anyone and as long as they are civilians.

Considering that, I'm convinced of the noise around me.

It is not a good substitute for easy granting.

In the unlikely event that this is acknowledged, I will be able to enter the lodging house without asking questions about my favorite Channay on the street.

How wonderful.

Nobility is the best.

"Be quiet about the rest!

Estelle barked at the wild next thing I could give.

The venue shows quiet accordingly.

Even the girl Fitzclarence.

The power of your house is great.

"I want to turn to this adventurer in good faith. It is certainly impossible to give him the Baron position under my personal authority. But this achievement is no less than the use of unidentified civilians as nobles. I appeal this to His Majesty."

Estelle lets you talk to Rin about it in a good way.

The face of the gathered aristocracy also forgets the noise.

"What can a lord do without being given a proper reward by those who raise their hand? I therefore take this opportunity to declare. If this were impossible, I would return the Trikris realm to His Majesty and throw away the name of Fitzclarence!

Where it went on further, too bold a statement produced yet another hustle and noise.

I wonder when Allen will have the same consciousness to say it sucks.

"Ri, lord, to the boulder it is..."

I was about to argue with you, and this voice will be scratched off.

by the noise from the surroundings.

"Fitzclarence's courtier has been disturbed!" "Elizabeth is left at home!?" "No way, you're in love with such a frivolous man!?" "I wonder what such a story would be like to get to the center!

"Oh, the Tricris neighborhood is full of trouble!" "If this were the case, I should have been an official in the palace." "That's why I was afraid. I don't know how Fitzclarence's lady is, but she's a lord at her age."

Yeah, let's do that. I could say whatever I wanted.

You're being licked with all your might. It was Estelle.

I have no choice because I am old.

"Quiet!

Whatever this was, she continued.

Gonzalez and Sophia are the ones to whom that gaze turned.

"Then your daughter and the Dusk Regiment move on to rewarding the captain."

Apparently, I can't help but push through this glimpse.

The maid who was drunk by the atmosphere on the field thanks to it has a gable switch on.

How can you be so cute, Sophia, who is staring and trembling.

"I shall give my maid's daughter ten gold coins in honor of her efforts to deliver the crisis of Trichris to Lord Farren and accompany her."

What a magical nobleman it seemed to be she who brought him here.

That said, the same would apply to bringing Christina here. I could somehow but imagine that the unexpected visit to Calis, the capital of the Lori Dragon, triggered it. He must have landed in the garden of the magical aristocracy again.

Then Sophia is nothing more than the MVP of this conflict.

I honestly regret to admit it, but there is no doubt that because of Christina's violence, there was a settlement in relations between the two countries. I doubt I could completely restrain the vertical roll and kimoron hair on my own. Dada hasn't snapped my neck once.

I guess the forehead of ten pieces of gold is also the face of a demonic nobleman.

"Then, the Dusk Regiment"

"Ha!"

Followed by strong face macho bastards.

Gonzalez looks ripe and fu. Unlike our maid who trembles at the tremor, this one seems a lot used to it. No matter how you drool your head, oddly enough, it conveys signs of paradise. I do not lead the lives of others that extend to Dada in triple digits.

I honestly feel like I've lost as a man.

"You must have been Aufschneiter's man."

"It is now in the Adventurer Clan, in Gonzalez, the leader of the Dusk Regiment"

"... yes"

Oh, my God. Hey, maybe Gonzalez was a nobleman.

No, from the way I put it now, though, it's an atmosphere called ex-accompany.

That must be ripe.

"If you want, you can talk to the Central Knights."

"No, I sincerely decline that."

"Oh, is that good? Home reconstruction isn't a dream, is it?

"For me right now, the clan is what I have at home. I don't want to go back to the center until I throw this away. If so, I don't know if it's already necessary, but please put your Tanaka in my place."

"Yes..."

Where my name came from, Pickle, Estelle's brow shook.

I hope I didn't make another strange mistake.

Meanwhile, where I heard a series of exchanges, my voice rises from around me again.

"Ki, you! What a heartbeat to hear from Master FitzClarence on the occasion of the son of the fallen house!?" "What a wretch to understand what the place is now!?" "If you hold your mouth, you'll be the feather that exposes your neck all over the city, just like your parents!

Hit and change, now with the nobility who starts hitting Gonzalez.

This is exactly the stereotype that feels like an old bad aristocrat.

It might be a little fun to watch.

"Quiet!

Either way, Estelle looks like a tough one.

When you look at it like this, it seems like it's hard to say it's noble.

"Then state if there's anything else you'd like."

"Ha!

Once he snorted deeply, Gonzalez continued.

"This work is given by the unity of all the clans. Because it is, if you can get rewards, I would definitely like to get something to share with my people. If it's money at all, I wonder if we can distribute this evenly."

Let's talk about it without precipitation, Macchio.

Maybe he's giving up on getting rewarded for this occasion. Once excluded from the organization, the bigger the organization, the more powerful it will be proportionally.

If he is a former nobleman, then his previous life, his bitter memories, are not one or two. I didn't think he was standing on a stage where his efforts would be appreciated in an orthodox manner. Whatever the level of your clan is, you are foolish.

"... oh, what a fine deed."

"I thought it might be natural to lead others."

"I've heard the same complaints before."

…………

"It's not just in front of a regional lord, it's in a direct lawsuit before His Majesty..."

"... Viscount FitzClarence?

However, my Estelle is a personable person.

The crotch is loose, but only in this respect may the heartbeat be pressed.

"It would be good. I give the Dusk Regiment a hundred pieces of gold."

"Become..."

Gonzalez, I'm surprised you said it yourself.

"Something wrong?

"Yes, no, not for that matter..."

"If so, you don't have a problem? to determine the reward for the Twilight Regiment."

…………

Speaking of which, when was Gonzalez, you were magnificently dis about Estelle? I guess I haven't been able to keep up with the organization in my head in a lot of ways.

You're probably right to think about her as you see her.

If there had been any more interaction, he would have noticed that too. I saw that the point that I wasn't formerly noble to Dada went into a loop of strange reckoning.

"Do you have anything else to say?

For once now, Estelle, you're looking over at us.

Take it away and never raise your voice.

The noblemen around me have been so loud since just now.

"We shall now conclude this occasion"

I just checked every single time, I stand on the throne.

I walked past the door set in the back of the room and left everywhere. Behind it followed a magical nobleman who had been watching how things were in the corner of the room. Convenience, Harlem aside. What an unbearable thing to do.

But is it really okay?

I think the homework she gave herself is huge on top of this.

Isn't it hard to get back to the capital?

◇ ◆ ◇

A room in the castle to change and move from between sights.

Having moved the place, we became a cargo that calmed our hips on the couch in a room that looked like a reception room. This is the form Estelle called to discuss her plans for the future after reward time.

In addition to her, there are demonic nobles, Sophia, and Lori Dragon.

"Richard's daughter. I'm not going to take responsibility for the politics that don't go down."

"Yeah, I understand."

Chirali, the demonic nobleman who's doing his gaze here.

"And your father probably won't let this happen."

"Your father is too protective. I can't give up all this time."

"... right"

Blah, that's it, the ops conference.

I don't know what kind of operational meeting it is, but it's all over me.

I feel sorry for you because of two things.

"Um, Mr. Estelle. You don't have to do that for me..."

"Beh, it's not for you!

"Really?

"That's right! It's just that I want to reward those who deliver results as much as they deserve! It's the Lord's work to make this happen.

"Even so, I wish I could go with someone other than myself..."

I am sorry to be at a disadvantage in the midst of strange political disturbances. I want Estelle to understand what she's trying to think and make herself a nobleman, well, somewhat understandable, but I want you to understand that that's not a very pleasant thing for the person of the day.

In the first place, in a society where the strongest legends of aristocracy come to pass so far, there will never be a civilian of unknown origins of any other country, or anything like that. How she worked so hard, it seems certain that the drop will settle on the money.

If so, oh, yeah.

Maybe it's a good idea to let them do whatever they want now.

While you struggle that way, the heat against this one will also cool naturally.

"I will make you noble! This is a decision!

"... Really?"

Until when, fierce Estelle.

Well, good luck with that.

By the way, the Viscount of the Pussy Republic, blonde Lori Vertical Roll, who makes up a bi-perfection with her, says she's in the midst of kimoron hair and fun in her own room. It's a report from Sophia, who went to the room to speak up. You think everything is a reward for this commotion?

Remember, kimoron hair, one day you'll put Omae's husband to bed.

On the mausoleum route.

Moron gay has a life of difference number.

"Then you leave Trichris early?

"Yeah, I'll be out as soon as I'm ready."

"Right."

There will be a conversation going on between Estelle and the magical nobleman over the upcoming plans. It is an elegant exchange between nobility and nobility hisso. So I'm a civilian. Let's talk to the others and kill time so I don't get in the way of this.

Instead, I wanted to confirm one thing.

"Mr. Christina, can I have a word with you?

'... what?

Toddler with cake-like treats prepared for tea contracting. You don't have cream on your cheeks turning around, do you? Sophia would also be frustrated if this Lori Dragon did a batch-good performance.

It's particularly annoying how cute and good it looks.

"How long are you going to be here?

It's none of your business.

Turn that way with Puy, Christina turning again to confectionery.

He cleverly uses a fork in the classification of large reptiles and gets puffy.

"No. No, I think it's an extremely relevant story."

He's such a noisy guy, I don't want to keep him around that long.

One belly bread makes a human fly like a water balloon. If this even holds some reason together, tolerating it is one option. However, the mindset is lizard. It's like not equipped with something called human common sense.

I don't think anyone but myself has been subjected to violence.

'... what? No way, you have an inferior wing point in your roots?

Then it gives me a niggling grin about what I got wrong.

Seriously, don't get annoyed.

Then let him lick the scales of uncleanness for about three hours.

"It's not. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care when you do harm to other people. Because there seems to be no sense in a creature called the Dragon."

'Naturally. What do we need to indulge in? "

"Good relationships between people are made up of a will to caring for each other. I therefore do not want to leave behind any arrangements that would make me despise smooth interaction with others. I'm sorry, could you please go back to Mount Pepe?

"Eh..."

I'll just ask you a little less vocal.

Then, Vikri, the lolidragon that shivers your body.

I've felt it for a long time, but the threat still works for him. Feels like instant death magic works for Las Bosses. I guess I'm unfamiliar with what has always been the strongest convenience, a situation inferior to others myself.

Are you going to make me look bad?

"Yes. Blah, blah, blah. Out of the way."

No way. Normally, you're making things worse.

"Gu......"

Lori Dragon to flatter her face.

The look on the face of a toddler with remorse and embarrassment freaks me out.

But you can't have anything that doesn't work. What if Sophia or Estelle die of belly bread? Such anxiety elements should be removed beforehand. Hit the stone bridge, break it, rebuild it, but it is our motto.

However, caution and cowardice are different things. Don't get me wrong.

"You are powerful. You're tough. And kill humans easily. Do you think we want to be with such a creature? I don't think so. If so, we have to kill them first or go far beyond each other's reach."

'Cause what are you saying? Ah?'

"Do you want to die?

'Oh, he's superior.... If you can kill something, you can try to kill it. "

"... ok"

I can't help being stirred up so far.

Let's go somewhere we can.

I've reached a three-digit level, and now I feel like I can get revenge.

I knew it might take a while.

"Hey, you..."

A demonic nobleman raised his voice.

I don't mind.

"Then let's have a fight. Mr. Christina."

"Ah? Do you do it? Ah? Ahhh? Or do you want to?

Are you freaking out? This Lori Dragon.

You look like a bad Lehman who got caught up in a yakuza by mistake.

Fair enough.

Let's remind him of one thing here, the difference in character.

"I decide how to compete"

'Superior. But I will beat you. "

"Okay, Mr. Christina. Here's one..."

It would be nice to overwhelm ourselves with rules that allow us to proceed with this advantage appropriately. and so on, but where it went on, my mouth was more blocked than the others. That's from the other side of the reception room door we're in, the hallway facing the room.

Estelle, we're ready for departure.

It was reported that he was told in short words after a light knock called Concon.

Apparently, we have a schedule in place to leave Trichris.

The fact that there was a report at this time meant that Estelle would have returned to the castle early and was probably in the process of making arrangements. In that case, it is more than likely that you would have warmed me up to nobility than before, rather than a spot idea.

"Okay. I'll be right there."

"Ha! I'll be waiting for you!

Someone who brought the report, across the hallway, without opening the door of the room, left everywhere as he returned his heel. Footsteps are a rush. I leave early and can't hear you. What a so-so diligent thing.

"Huh, huh! I'm sorry to hear that, it looks like the time has run out!

"... sounds like it"

You look a little happy, Lori. Dragon.

I knew you weren't subtly confident, Omae.

Well, let's just say we leave. Towards the capital city of Calis.

◇ ◆ ◇

From the regional city of Triclis to the capital city of Calis, it was only half a day away.

It would have taken five days if it had been, just a few hours on the road. The reason is Christina in one piece. If it was meant to be, I would have gone to Trichris' official, or the carriage Mr. Neumann prepared for me.

I complained that it was a few minutes after I left, that Christina was fast and pretty slow, and started the haulage business by way of example. Sophia, Estelle, it was combined with an airway with a demonic nobleman on board.

Every once in a while, I walk from behind.

When I'm chasing his ass alone, this reminds me of when I was in college.

I remember going somewhere and not being able to get in the car alone and chasing after one of my friends who got in the car on two wheels. In the summer, we can still wait for the signal to fold, line up in the driveway and talk. But it's cold in the winter, so it's closing windows and stuff, and I feel so lonely.

Yeah, I'm not hanging up.

That said, only this time, there's a little more of him than me.

Christina stubbornly refused to transform into her original dragon form. With that overcapacity, only Allen is by road rocked by Mr. Neumann and his carriage. There was no day like today when I appreciated being able to fly.

At the expense of those slight loneliness, we arrived in the capital, Calis, during the same day.

It was at sundown that my feet stepped on the ground again. By the way, the landing place, as usual, is the garden of the magical aristocracy house. As Christina's homecoming instincts have chosen nature and its land. You're totally remembered.

"Let's break up for today and head to the castle tomorrow"

The suggestion comes from Estelle.

"I'll give you a head start by then."

I see, if so, it seems good to follow honestly.

I have no objection.

I'd rather not have my own body reported to your dad, but I can't help it because Estelle is into it. Precisely, I hope I don't get worn out. That the two of them will remain clean forever.

"Okay. So be it."

"Then you can meet me at the castle, okay?

"Yeah, that's good."

Where the demonic nobles nodded, this opened up for today.

I got a dorm dinner that Sophia catered for me this evening, and Sophia made me look like I could sleep in a fuzzy bed. I've never been more healed. Everyday now. Welcome back, everyday.

Demonic aristocrats returning to their homes with their heels.

We also turn our walks toward the school dormitory. Besides Sophia, Estelle is with you. Because they are neighbors. We've also had more chances of eating together these days. As long as I'm happy to see more opportunities to worship Mr. Rebecca's big ass thanks to you. Better ass than milk. My ass.

It's just that today, it's a little different than usual.

The cause is behind us, a sign of someone who feels a little distance away.

"Um... how come you're here?

What is it?

What is it? It's not.

Why are you always here with me, Koz?

"Mount Pepe is not this way."

"I know."

…………

Occasionally the dialogue that sounds honest is irritating.

Go home if you know. In the mountains.

The Lori Dragon sucks at home finding out or something. Remind me of the power of belly bread, I can't even sleep at night normally for the sake of it. Even if I wanted to lick the scales of uncleanness, I extremely dislike living together. It's like I'm not at ease. I'm sure I'm very tired.

Cephre would be good, but no sentiment for my wife. That kind of thing.

"Um, because we're this way. Excuse me here."

Or take the path to the right.

…………

…………

Estelle and Sophia will perceive your heart and come silently.

…………

Likewise the Golden Eyes Lolita Dragon turns right a little late.

Don't bend over to Omae.

"... what's wrong?

'... I'm not doing anything'

"Really? So here we are."

Now take the path to the left.

…………

…………

Estelle and Sophia will perceive your heart and come silently.

…………

Likewise the Golden Eyes Lolita Dragon turns left a little late.

How can you, you lonely bastard?

Is that Menhela? Is that Menhela? I feel qualities from a series of words and deeds.

"... what can I do for you?

"For nothing, etc."

"Really? If so, please, please return to Mount Pepe"

…………

I also feel nervous from Estelle and Sophia.

Together, you may consider your consciousness to be the same.

If so, all I can give you from here is one suggestion.

"I'll see you tomorrow anyway, so why don't we head down to him for today?

"Who is he?

"I'm an aristocratic man who broke up earlier. If you were that guy, you wouldn't even look reluctant to lend him the overnight roof. It definitely behaves like a big room and comfortable clothes, plus a delicious meal"

"... Tomorrow?

"Uh, yeah, tomorrow."

…………

…………

Lori Dragon showing a constant thought bare gesture.

Moments of tension.

Where it went on -.

'Okay. Fine. I'll snort at your suggestion. "

"Well, more importantly..."

Safe. Safe that feels pretty critical.

"Don't run away, okay?

"No way."

"Hmm......"

Cristina left with Tokotoko, just a little awesome.

You look cute, but you have the type of monster who dies instantly when you encounter him.

Like that.

◇ ◆ ◇

On the same day back in the capital city of Calis, me and Sophia slept like dead. The convenience of being caught up in a conflict disturbance together, not doing anything else, even forgetting to eat and going straight to bed.

By the way, my neighbor, Lori, the blonde, did not return to the student dorm, but broke up on her way to her home, which is located in the capital. As was shared earlier, you think you're going to build tomorrow's calculations by the end of the evening under the father who's out of the capital? Thank you very much.

I personally doubt that the sight will come true earlier today yesterday. I was just breathing that there was the power of the Fitzclarence family to do something about it. She's usually stubbornly inviting me to dinner, until she dumped it, so I'm sure she's serious.

Thanks to you, our night went quietly.

And if you notice, the night passes and the next day.

Estelle, it's the day of the showdown.

We assembled at the castle as promised yesterday. This time, Estelle walked into the castle on her instructions. It was no different than when she was expelling the dragon. She poked a knee on the red carpet between the sights set up in the same place.

Yesterday, Estelle and the magical noblemen are also on Fu's side.

It was shared beforehand by Lolivich in the name of a report on the series of conflicts and a glimpse to tell you the end of them. So Sophia, who already got a penny from Estelle, wait in the waiting room. The Lori Dragon is abandoned in a magical nobleman's house.

Convenience, it took the form that I wanted with myself, Estelle, and the three demonic nobles.

I had a good wait too.

"Give me the surface."

On the steps, said the king sitting on the throne.

In addition to him, the master of the castle, there are a large number of nobles dressed in luxurious clothing, lined on both sides along the walls of the room. These audiences have felt many before, but this time they seem to increase the number by a few more percent.

Everyone is intrigued by the first-line results reported by Viscount New America of Fitzclarence. Depending on how it is, the faction moves, someone is assassinated, that one, this one, I'm sure a noble-like method will be executed where we don't know.

"I have just been reported recently with the Republic of Pussy, but I hear that this was put away in just a few weeks. Is that true? Viscount Fitzclarence."

"Yes, you are right, Your Majesty"

"Oh, isn't that another great achievement? My nose is high, too, when I pushed you to be a Viscount. This is something I would like to learn more about."

I don't know if I neglected it beforehand or not, but it seems like a good grasp.

Please, Estelle.

Get me back under Sophia safely.

"If I remember correctly, would it have been fifteen years ago? What happened with Pussy before? I only remember that we, Penny, did the corresponding damage in doing so. That year was a struggle for everyone, alongside the failure of the provinces."

"Ha, I would like to report on the outcome of this battle."

"Uhm. Go on."

By the way, where is Estelle's dad? This is the first achievement my daughter has made as a Viscount. I can't believe you haven't seen it. When I hear rumors in school, I tell my daughter all about it with a sweet parent idiot.

Do the eyeballs grizzly and check the perimeter without moving the neck.

But I can't find anyone who looks like that. I thought that if we were similarly situated, we would be standing somewhere in sight.

In the meantime, Estelle will report to you from her mouth.

"… and for our damage against, there will be one hundred regular soldiers and three thousand mercenaries and adventurers. Also... as for the knights from the center to operate this..."

Surrounded by nearly three digits of nobility, he presents himself without any movement.

You're so cool in these places, you lollivitch.

I love you honestly. You wanted to be one of these people in society.

Sensibly, look, that's it. I was called to a meeting between my own president and my parent company, and, uh, Chimichi, could you explain this project from Chimichi's mouth? Like. I'm definitely gonna get my knees kicked. The scariest.

"How dare you suppress nearly 40,000 troops to just a few hundred?"

"Yes, you're right"

While doing so, Estelle welcomes the mountain fields for her report.

"Is it possible to fulfill such a thing? No, but if Sir Farren was with us, it doesn't seem like another impossible story."

Kings who conceive less but show signs of convincing.

The same goes for all the aristocrats who stand side by side. Rather, Hisohiso, the gaze of those who exchange words is uniformly directed towards the demonic nobility. You're still a great brand power.

"No, Your Majesty. That's not true."

I wish I could, Esel.

"This achievement cannot be attributed to me or Sir Farren."

Don't say it in front of him.

I don't care how magical you are. You're a nobleman.

I mean, give it to him, that's about the handle.

"Oh, my God, is that true? Viscount Fitzclarence."

"Yes."

"Sir Farren, too, have any objections on this point?

"No. Viscount Fitzclarence's words are true."

"Uh-huh, seriously hard to believe..."

Where Osama nodded, a roar rose from the king's mouth.

Subsequently, nature and consciousness were directed at two nobles, surrounded by left and right, slightly one, under a civilian who for some reason was mixed up. Estelle and the exorcist nobles are different, so there's only one thing left. Oops.

"If so, who made this happen?

"Ha! That's on this one."

Estelle's arm can be pointed at me.

The gaze of the field gathered to us in one piece.

My stomach hurts a little.

In front of Trikris' minister, she cut her hair off, so it's understandable she can't pull it off. That said, there would have been a slightly better way to do it. If you bow your head to each and every one of them, no one will ever really tell you to leave home.

Very challenging around purposefully choosing the hardest route

"... I remember that person. Did you ever show your face when it came to your daughter?

Is it good to assume that this has been allowed to speak?

Let's just name it. Shorter lines.

My name is Tanaka.

"This is what Viscount Fitzclarence says. What do you think?

"Ha."

Well, what's the matter?

The expressions of the aristocrats who have already solidified their surroundings are flashy. The civilians are in good shape. They're in trouble. If you have done badly, it is easy to imagine a future where false sins or disrespect have been appropriately made and you will be struck by a shack.

If so, it's bad for Estelle, who works hard, but not here.

"Viscount Fitzclarence is a very kind man. This is how I look down on Gentiles like me. However, this exploitation took place under the Viscount. And it is only with the Viscount that the fruit is given. Your Majesty, please give the Viscount a drink."

"Hmm, really? But the Viscount says it's a trick."

"Heh, Your Majesty! This man is too humble!

A fierce lollivitch.

Estelle is more powerful today than usual.

But I can't beat you here in the wild.

"For Viscount Fitzclarence, it would have been a heavy load, both physically and mentally, for this activity. If you still wish to serve your young Viscount in the future, we would like to protect your life in school."

"... Hmm"

"I am very afraid of shallow stature words like mine for being kept in such a wonderful place, but I think it is very important for a young lady to attend school. Anyway, I ask Viscount Fitzclarence for some respite."

"Huh..."

Estelle turned this way.

There are tears in my eyes. And he's eating up teeth and stuff.

It's a discretionary decision, but, I guess, I regret it.

"Your Majesty, I can agree with that civilian."

Doing so, beside the king, the timekeeper's grandfather raised his voice. Someone who looked at the same position before. Did you say Prime Minister Mordred? If you believe Shota's words, you are the one who played a part in this conflict.

How did such a guy get on my word?

"But Prime Minister Mordred. The land was only given down a few weeks ago. Besides, the Viscount achieved an unparalleled achievement in the same place. Dishonesty would also be extreme, such as taking it unilaterally at our convenience. I can't do that for the better."

"Viscount Fitzclarence is still young. If so, shouldn't we now prepare for the future reign by refining to academia? And if you do, the future will be more active, and this Moldred, believe me, is where it won't stop."

"Mm-hmm. On the other hand, those words are reasonable again. The Viscount of Fitzclarence did a great job. But there will still be a lack of knowledge, experience, and connections to people to continue to run the territory."

"If so, Your Majesty, you must be here."

"Hmmm......"

After just a few thoughts, the king stated that it would continue with a rash.

"If so, let's try this"

King turning from Chancellor to Estelle.

Looking at those eyes zippily, he made a decision.

"Viscount Fitzclarence is better off going back to school and encouraging her to study. Instead, with regard to the same territory, I ask the Duke of Fitzclarence, its parent and real father, to take care of him. That would be problematic."

The king's true story just came out.

I knew it.

On the other hand, it is the grandfather of the Chancellor who begins to rush.

"Become, yes, what, Your Majesty! On the boulder it is..."

"Where's the problem? It would be the parents' job to take care of their children. It is the same thing whether it was a child of man or a nobleman's involvement. I believe in myself that there is no better judgment."

"Gu......"

A timekeeper that makes a difficult face for a change.

This grandfather is this grandfather, like he's obsessed with Estelle's territory. I feel like I had an opinion with the King before, depending on the land flowing from right to left. I'm talking about the fact that it was originally a state administration, and maybe the territory she got, it's a saying.

"Heh, Your Majesty! It would be good from me too!

"What's up? Viscount Fitzclarence."

Estelle barked when she came here.

I'm sure it's her that makes it forgivable, a forceful interruption.

"The territory I received once, I want to take care of it until the end!

I mean, Lolibitch, that's pretty pinch.

You know, making me a baron, that's a problem before that.

As long as I'm happy with this one.

"But isn't that what you're saying? I also think the Viscount should attend school. In this day and age, you should be pleased with the good fortune of Sir Farren in his teaching. The Viscount still has a lot to learn."

"Huh..."

Estelle in the most plush condition.

Has the boulder lady ever seen a king before?

Let's just get some gold and go home.

My knees are starting to hurt.

"So that's how it works this time…"

"Your Majesty, I have made one decision as I come to this occasion today. Please, could you please just give us a little more time? Just give me a moment to speak!

"... is there anything beyond this? Viscount Fitzclarence"

The boulder king is getting a little musty, too.

It's time to stop.

I'm getting a little scared too.

"In the first place, the story was about the results this person has achieved."

"Hmm? Oh, if you say so, you did. If so, to that person…"

Gold coins are blocked from the king's words, Estelle says.

"I have received the rank of Viscount from His Majesty. As a parent, your father takes care of you. Parental love will be very obtainable. But love is not just given. I would also like to give this to my own child."

"Mm-hmm. Richard's doing great."

A place sprang up in Estelle's words.

If you recall what Allen told you before, words such as being a child of parents point to a relationship between nobility up and down. Naturally, there will be a large number of people who want to be sheltered by blonde lori, the grand nobleman's ordainer, so I'm curious as to those who want this.

Perhaps not just on this occasion, but rather everywhere from the beginning when he became a Viscount.

"Your Majesty, this man is overlapping with humility, but there are many things that cannot be said about this grudge with Pussy. And if this person had been absent, Trichris might have been debated by the country. The difference in power that I told you earlier is true."

"... Hmm, isn't that a bit of a noisy story?

"If so, I want to reward this man."

"What happened to the Viscount? Let's be frank."

"Please give this man the Baron's place."

No, you're unscrupulous about that on a boulder. I can tell.

Thanks to this, the voice began to rise from there between the glances. It's not the ratio of the declaration I made earlier about wanting a child. The sights you have seen at each and every time at the castle of Triclis, this time again at the castle of the capital, Calis. No way, I didn't think of her as a daughter-in-law so far.

I'm starting to bother even though I'm in the middle of watching time.

You also deserve the glance that flies over here.

"Is that what the Viscount wants? Or is that what those there want?

"It's in my one-sided desire"

"... Hmm"

Hiraki, the king's gaze moved.

From right to left and from corner to corner to strip between glances.

Viscount, I can't seem to see the Duke of Fitzclarence.

"Your father is ill and in the midst of care with his mother at home"

"... oh my God"

Maybe he came knocking out his real father, Loribitch.

The king is surprised.

Complaining with a look that still seems angry when it comes to timekeepers.

"Viscount Fitzclarence, isn't there too much language on the boulder? He is not a human being in this country, not to say how he has achieved results. Isn't it an event of a previous sight to give the aristocracy of our country to a pact unknown to any horsebone, etc."

"No, it's not unheard of. We have a record that the exotic wife, welcomed by the then Duke of Fitzclarence, before the thirteenth generation of our Fitzclarence household, received the position of Count over His Majesty at the time because of her immense work."

In contrast, here's the blonde lolita that I'll tell you about on the doya face all the time.

It's awesome.

I mean, you even bothered to look into the lineage diagram.

"Well, I didn't know that either."

"If I may not wish to hear from you this time, I will return the Viscount's throne to Your Majesty, as well as discard the name of Fitzclarence. You can't put yourself in a country that can't give you the praise you deserve for those who have sacrificed their lives for you."

Besides, I even said it over here.

Maybe you're not screwing around.

"... are you serious? Viscount Fitzclarence"

"Yes. Your dishonesty toward Your Majesty for appreciating me, please forgive me."

…………

Still staring into the king's eyes, he doesn't even move Pickle like he forgot to blink.

The king also jizzed to identify Estelle in the king.

Two staring at each other.

How much time would have elapsed.

The king accidentally opened his mouth.

"Sir Farren, I'd like to confirm one thing"

"Whatever."

"Is what Viscount Fitzclarence said true?

"My name is?

Look, even the demonic noblemen are in trouble because Lolivich talks too much.

"regarding the work of those there."

"If that is the story referring to the outcome of this battle, there is no lie or falsehood in the words of Viscount Fitzclarence. I was also checking the battlefield with these eyes. If he hadn't been there, the city of Trichris would have been a battlefield by now."

"... I'll let you say that soon"

"My assessment of this person is as I have told you before"

"Hmm..."

Come on now, you want to end it.

I want to get some gold or something and go home.

I'm dying to pee from nervousness.

Gone here won't be a busy thing.

"Your Majesty, you won't, you'll never be! The past is the past, and now it is! Viscount Fitzclarence must be tired of being subjected to the vortex of war. Now that you should rest at home, I beg your pardon!

Look, Grandpa's growling, too.

Keep your time.

"You know what? Moldred."

"Hey, what is it? Sire."

"Thirteen-year-old kings appear in various books as unprecedented monarchs, even as they tie the history of this country. I also watched the activity in writing from an early age, and wanted to be such a king, it was something I had put on my chest."

"Your Majesty, no way..."

"That said, I can't get in the way of what Moldred is trying to say. Again, care for others is necessary. There will be many differences between now and in the past. It's important to tell the difference."

"That's right! You're right, Your Majesty!

"Because it is, I'm going to condition one thing"

"Your Majesty!

The Chancellor's face is supposed to suck.

"What's up, raise your voice"

"So, whatever it is! Let me give that condition to this Moldred, a third party. In case, I'm just sorry to ask His Majesty to shoulder all the blame. As Prime Minister, it is my duty to receive grievances from other nobles and the people!

"Oh, will you do it, Moldred?"

"Naturally!

Seriously.

This sucks.

It's the type of deployment where the drop comes to the bottom.

The sales changed the specifications of the large project that the president brought with him in a series of cheap contracts with Whee, and the design document made by SE based on this is like a useless picture aesthetic, and it is legendary that it is the programmers in the field who do that butt plush.

of that legend.

"So, let me tell you more than I do for those reasons. Viscount Fitzclarence"

"Yes."

The Chancellor's grandfather turning again to Estelle.

"In a conflict with the Pussy Republic, the Penny Empire confers the Baron position on 40,000 enemy soldiers as a result of their defection by only a few hundred soldiers. However, several conditions shall be involved in granting this. The subdivisions are communicated in the award ceremony."

…………

"Also from today onwards, the Viscount will not admit to withdrawing his own appeal. This is also to gauge the will and readiness of the Viscount and his people. It was well understood that giving nobility to an exotic people was not so rare an act. Is that all right with you?

"... yeah, I don't mind"

Cochri, Estelle snorts at the strange look on her face.

No, you can't.

He can't do that.

Because it's a case you can't take.

Timekeeper's grandfather, because he's after Estelle's territory with all his might.

"Mm-hmm. Apparently, it turned out satisfactorily for both sides."

King, he's smiling super nice.

A face that feels like a good job.

"Let's say the award ceremony takes place again the day. I want to see Richard's face too."

"By the way, Your Majesty, it's a position or territory to give to that person, but may I make up my mind? I apologize for bothering His Majesty's hand on purpose. There's also the Hagenbeck family."

"Mm-hmm. I asked you, Moldred. I'll take care of this one."

"Ha!

"Then the reward for Viscount Fitzclarence and for him shall be greater than or equal to. Shall we move on to rewarding Sir Farren? Mm-hmm. Following the importance of my daughter, she did well again this time. Lord Farren."

That's how time went by for a glimpse.

But, well, what? King's Magic Noble Love, you're halfway there.