Then, instead of helping the slaves who were in the other cages... Theresa and the others who broke only their cages and went outside.

Looks like they decided to leave it to their own discretion what they would do next.

Well, aside from that.

"... Oh, it's Julia? Here, why don't you take it?

"... Dear Teresa? I say clear.... I can't."

"... I knew you'd answer that..."

Teresa gives a tired look at the behavior of Beatrice, who can't leave after rescuing her from the cage, catching her own arm all the time.

She is, at this moment, Waltz's ability to be transparent (?) and the need for manoeuvre armor, he seemed to truly feel.

That's how the four of them went outside the building... and it seems that some sort of problem has surfaced between them.

In other words, the question is, what are we going to do?

"Well... where are we going?

"Again... once here, back to the royal castle t"

"I don't like it! Absolutely not!? I don't want to go back to the castle! When I get back... maybe I'll be separated from Teresa again!

and mouth, with a hug in Teresa's arm, a beatrice to shake her head.

But Teresa, the side being held, seemed to think the choice to return to the royal castle was valid as a means of successfully shaking off depressing her,

"I know you've got dinner for the concubines, so... I'd like to go back..."

In order to make it more convincing, he seems to have decided to make a mess of the errand 'meal'.

As a result, the Beatrix

"Ugh..................!

I get a look on the boulder like I chewed up a bitter bug for not even opposing Theresa's meal.

Apparently, as for her, even if she was with Teresa, there was a reason why she really didn't want to go back to the Royal Castle.

Against her like that, Teresa says:

"Nah. I'm not going to leave this town right away in the castle about the Lord (maybe...). Besides, now, don't you think you should go back to the castle? And the Lord... you can't keep dressed like that forever, can you?

"As it is...?

Beatrices who respond to Theresa's words and turn their eyes to their own clothes.

Then she said this when she looked up from there, not looking particularly concerned.

"The slaves are all wearing these nappy clothes, aren't they? Besides, is there a problem?

"No... um... If the Lord thinks nothing, the concubine says nothing more..."

and Beatrice's cold-looking outfit and, before her remarks, Theresa, who shuts up.

Theresa and the others were then forced to persuade Beatrice to do something about it...

Looks like we're headed to the royal castle after all.

At this time, Teresa and the others... didn't seem to have anticipated the development awaiting them at the Royal Castle.

Well, it was equal to no predictable tips or anything, so if you say you have no choice, you have no choice...

"It's very hard to say, but our seniors... because we invited you, we might have to kick you out of here right away..."

Clark, who came to the guest room with the waltzes and was sitting in a chair with a gessy look on his face, said that, first of all, at the opening.

Waltz responds to him like that, who was hiding and listening to the content of the meeting.

"Tens............... uh, what do you mean?

And waltz pretending to react like, tired of it, I just heard it for the first time.

Clark then began to explain, placing his hand around his stomach, wrapping his core in oblate.

"In a meeting a few days ago, we were thinking of asking the Mid-Eden people to just stay in this town. Nothing more, nothing less. That's all we had."

"The profit, ah (...), (I don't think there's any effect of restraint on Ecleria...)"

"Uhm...... I can't get over the conservatives' opinions..."

That's what I said, with a regrettable look on his face, Clark laying his eyes down.

Apparently, as an individual, he wanted to interact with Mid-Eden, regardless of whether the angels were coming or not.

"I can't tell you the details...... for now, I hope you enjoy tonight, as I raise Olija for a grand feast"

"... so, tomorrow, you want me to leave?

"... um. Please don't ask me why..."

"Oh. Okay. I'll tell everyone from me like that. (I'm already hungry, and if angels are coming tomorrow, I'd like to leave now, wouldn't I?

"... never mind"

With that said and a bitter look on his face, Clark bows his head.

And that's when.

Concon con, gacha......

There were those who only knocked, did not hear the reply, and came into the room.

"Later, Waltswaltzoo"

Teresa, who is supposed to be enjoying the sightseeing of the town;

"No, we're in trouble..."

and Julia with a troubled look on her face as the word goes.

Besides,

"Somewhere around there, Mr. Clark... Ah! You're in here!

Sylvia looking for Clark and...

"Te, I heard Teresa's fiancée is here...!

...... Slave featuring pointed beast ears and twin drill hair (?).

"Whew, waltz? So I picked up the princess, but what can I do?

"I picked it up, and I don't know what I can do about it...... I mean, is something wrong? (Is that it? This guy was wearing a dress when he first got here, right?

"No? I don't remember the old days, so I can't say... according to the story of this guy (this guy), this guy and his concubine exchanged marriage promises in childhood... My concubine doesn't have such a hobby, but I'm worried about how to deal with it..."

Hear that word,

"............ what? (Which mouth says that?

"... Huh? (Teresa's childhood? That means it's older than now... When you were a baby?

"Hmm... (after all, this princess... you might not care about something...)"

and Waltz, Lucia, and Eve showing a three-person, three-person reaction.

In doing so, in response to the name 'Waltz'...

"This is more waltz..."

Slave (?) speaks so, to see Waltz's face nearby, I try to get close...

Then, naturally,

Shh...

The intensely known waltz seems to have disappeared, as it blends into the air.

Look at that...

…………

and gives a stunned look, slave (?) and Clark.

Although, Clark didn't seem to have reacted to Waltz's behavior.

"Master Beatrice?!

"Oh, Clark. You were there."

"You were there, not you! What are you dressed for?!

and Clark, who asks, not too stunned, with his face bright blue.

Then the slave... Toto Beatrice, in the way he was used to, said:

"Of course, it's a disguise to get out of the royal castle? To see Teresa."

"Oh, did you... get out of the royal castle?! What..."

That's what I said, Clark with his head.

Then he utters the following words...

"If your wife finds out about this... it's going to be a big deal?!

…………

At that moment, somehow, the look on Beatrice's face changed.

Or maybe I should describe it as solidified.

Then, at that time, it appears that the person in question appeared in the room.

Gacha......

When I opened the door, there was no knock.

Katsu, Katsu, Katsu...

The only sound that resonates in the room is the sound of high heels, as you can hear when metal and hard things collide......

With only such a sound, she stood before the Beatrice, her faceless girlfriend - Lady Olija, with nothing to say,

Pa!!

He relentlessly flattened Beatrice's cheek, stiff when he saw himself.

That too, with a terribly cold gaze, like looking down at something dirty...

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