Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

"I'm sorry I took the liberty of coming in. I heard a loud voice, so I thought you were arguing about something..."

What came into the tent was Leticiel and the boy who seemed to be the same age.

Bright blue eyes like a clear sky, light gold short hair, and all the clothes you're wearing are substitutes that you can tell are luxurious at a glance, decorated with delicate yarns and embroidery.

"Your Highness...! Why are you here..."

When he saw the boy who came in, the young man in white raised his voice to his surprise. It was Leticiel who was surprised, on the contrary, by the words he uttered.

"... Your Highness, Your Highness...?

"Oh, my name is Edelhardt. I command this army on behalf of the royal family."

Picking up Leticiel's question, the boy introduced himself politely. Leticiel blinks his eyes at the unexpected appearance of the prince. I didn't expect the Third Prince to have served in this case.

"I didn't know Your Highness was here, and I apologize"

"No, don't be so sure. I don't care."

As Leticiel bowed his head, Edelhardt made him laugh lightly as he shook his neck to the side. Fluffy and soft grin greets Leticiel.

"By the way, what did Lord Drossel and Lord Phantom tell you earlier...?

Apparently, Edelhardt is concerned about the cause of the shout earlier. Nor is it something to hide from his prince opponent, so Leticiel told him about the church of St. Leticiel that Phantom had told him.

"I see, is it the church of St. Leticiel..."

"Yeah. So if you investigate there, you might find out something about the example sword as well"

"Right......"

Adelhardt was saying somewhere awkward against motivated Leticiel. When Leticiel gave him a strange look, he eventually opened his mouth as he had decided to.

"... Dear Drossel, it is very difficult to say in this situation... could you join us and return to the King's Capital immediately?

Leticiel opens his eyes small to Edelhardt, who cuts out so with a reluctant mouthfeel to be a little concerned. You realize that or not, Adelhardt's explanation goes on.

"Lord Drossel would also like to be present at the King's Judgment..."

"The Duke's house in Wangdu, too."

"Yeah, as you can guess. This is a warrant from the Orthodox Court and the King's affidavit addressed to Lord Drossel."

Staring at the two seals that were given to Edelhardt, Leticiel opened the king's protégé for a moment. I can somehow imagine the contents of an Orthodox court warrant, and I wouldn't have to read it.

There is not that long a sentence in the parent book, and what I want to tell you is summarised concisely. Said it was an order that we should return to the king's capital together because we had sent a third prince.

Leticiel thought naggingly. If there was no talk of the church or the Order, Leticiel might have chosen to return with the national army.

But the power used by Fried, the mysterious white cloak lurking behind him, the saint with the same name as himself. The battle in the Duke's territory left Leticiel with various questions in exchange for the peace of the people. It is too much for a reason to wish to remain here.

"... I still have something to look into here. Do I have to leave now?

"What you want to find out is... do you mean the church?

"Yes, and I'm also concerned about the Order of Examples and the power of Freed."

"Hmmm...... you do have a point about Mr. Drossel's opinion"

Adelhardt shrugged at Leticiel's answer. During this series of disturbances, her position is extremely complex. He led this commotion to an end by himself as the enemy of the clan, while being a clan at the heart and perpetrator of the commotion.

It is she who holds important information, such as a series of history of this disturbance and the state of the battle. Moreover, there is the peculiarity of the position, and nature and her treatment will be discussed in the context of the Judgment, and we will not be able to discuss it without her on the spot.

"I'm talking about the Church and the White Order of St. Leticiel, who says they want to look into it, but I'm just going to look into it, too, so how about we look into it together here? I promise that Drossel will be notified of the findings."

"... thank you. But..."

That being said, Leticiel was still thinking with a difficult look. Seeing how that seemed unconvincing, Edelhardt smiles small without even showing a surprise bareback.

"... Speaking of which, I was keeping another letter. Read this one too."

Receive one additional envelope taken out by Adelhardt and observe the envelope as to what Leticiel is. A simple white envelope with no pattern whatsoever, with no address or anything written on the surface.

"Uh... this one, who is it from?

"It's from the magic sororities of the Lucrezia School."

"Huh...?

Magic Sorority of the Lucrezia School. That's the name of a circle Leticiel made with his friends to camouflage his sorcery training.

Leticiel hurries up and flips the envelope. A bright white envelope that didn't say anything on the table, but was signed 'Sieg Violis' in a beautiful and polite handwriting in the back corner.

(This is indeed Siege's handwriting... But I wonder if the Third Prince has this letter)

While wondering, Leticiel cut the seal of the envelope and took out the four letters that were inside. Apparently, she's in Wang Du, sent by her friends.

Each text spelled out things like what happened while Leticiel was away from the king's capital and school, and we all wrote down words long enough to worry about Leticiel uniformly.

……

Their thoughts seem to convey even over the letter, and Leticiel breathes and just reads the letter back again and again.

"In the Wang capital, there are many people waiting for Master Drossel to return. You have a good friend."

"... yeah, that's right"

Tapping a letter from the Sieges and putting it back in the envelope, Leticiel lays her eyes down softly.

I was obsessed with my curiosity and overlooked what was important. Few people in the king's capital await the return of Leticiel. My friends at the school, as well as the servants who work at the mansion, I'm sure.

Sure, there's still something I want to do in this realm, but Leticiel began to wonder if it would be okay if I could tell my loved ones about my safety first. The research will also be able to gather information in Wangdu's library, etc. if you feel like it.

"... ok. If His Highness says so, I'll take care of it. Best regards,"

"Yes, I've been entrusted! We'll be able to deliver as detailed a report as possible as soon as possible."

Adelhardt smiled with a sunny look at Leticiel's answer. His gaze at Leticiel was calm, something that made him feel a little nostalgic.

I was a little troubled by how Edelhardt was doing, but Leticiel decided to return to the King's Capital with the National Army. Edelhardt has also told me that he will cooperate with the investigation, and for now, let's take part in the trial, even as someone who once takes his name to the Duke's house.

Later, asking Adelhardt about his plans for tomorrow and beyond, the watchman outside the tent brought some information. Anything, they say there's someone here who wants to see Leticiel.

"Dear Drossel, what will you do?

"Please let me through"

"Okay."

As Adelhardt signaled to the outside watch, the entrance cloth burst into the universe with momentum and a woman with a known face jumped in.

"Wow! Lady!"

When he saw Leticiel, Nicole flew in with a crying look. I didn't expect you to storm me all of a sudden, and I almost fell behind at risk, but I guess I was pretty worried from Nicole's look on my face.

"Then I'll go now, won't I? Rest easy."

"Oh, yes, thank you"

Around the same time Adelhardt took a step back, two columns jumped straight into Leticiel like bullets.

"Nicole, calm down... because I'm fine"

"Nothing's going to be okay! How much I have guided my lady into such a dangerous battlefield by myself! No matter how many hearts you have, it's not enough!

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Angry minds, staring at Leticiel, who gets tazzy with Nicole like that, Edelhardt leaves the tent with a young man in white to keep them out of the way. Phantom followed suit.

Outside the tent, the bustle inside calms down like a lie, and all I hear around is the footsteps of a rushed soldier.

"Then I'll be excused here. I'm going to head out to headquarters."

"Really? Then let someone go with you. Send Lord Phantom to headquarters."

"Ha! Yes, I did."

Leaving Edelhardt a polite thank you, Phantom walked away with the soldiers. The sound of treading on the soil was immediately drinkable by the hustle and bustle around him and he could no longer be heard.

"... are you glad you left that place? Your Highness."

"Oh. I told you what I should tell you. Besides, the lady, she chased her husband on her own from the next village. I was able to reunite with someone who wanted to see me, and I'm not the kind of person to get in the way of it."

That's what Adelhardt said and laughed at Huff, but he immediately pulled in a grin and got a serious look.

"Speaking of which, how's Fried doing?

When he was brought to the position, Fried was already in a state of abandonment. Speaking up doesn't respond, and sometimes it's just words you don't understand if you think you've spoken something. That's why I've been asking the treatment team for one or eight treatments.

"Hmmm...... right...... the condition is not fragrant. Applying therapeutic magic doesn't show any signs of recovery at all, and honestly we just have to see how it goes..."

"The medical magic you're researching at the Ministry of Magic doesn't work either?

"Yeah, unfortunately...... And the problem is... Lord Fried has similar symptoms to His Royal Highness the First Prince and the returnees of the Division."

"Right...... I let you read the medical reports on my brother and the returning soldiers, but they're not like plagues or possessions, are they? So, is it a magic vegetable?

"Yeah, I was wondering if it's likely. We are currently analyzing the relationship with magic vegetables, but the cases of His Highness Rochford and the returnees can only be analyzed from the symptoms. With all due respect, I hope the investigation of the cause progresses as a result of this case of Lord Fried..."

It was Fried who used the power of the Holy Sword, so I thought if I asked him about the power, he might know a little bit about it, but I couldn't help it.

"You would have been in Master Drossel's surgical lecture, wouldn't you? Besides, I only scored one person on that quiz, and it was so noisy that it got to me. Like always, twist something out. In the alley, the famous wanderer Sean-Chrome Leggles is called."

"Don't say impotent anymore...... knowledge and practice are different. In general, the technique spoken of in that lecture is only a small part of it, so I wouldn't struggle if I could apply it so lightly."

To Adelhardt, who is a nymphomaniac, the young man called Sean shook his neck sideways in such a way that he turned his gaze to the sunset, which began to blur.

"What is Your Highness going to do after this?

"In the meantime, I'm going to the church in St. Leticiel. I promised Lord Drossel."

That being said, Edelhardt began to count his fingerprints about what he wanted to be.

"And I'm also going to the village where the White Order was based. Recently, that Order appears to have moved its headquarters to a location near the border with Ealis... to this incident in the Duke's territory, the Black Steel Knights' Leap... and the mysterious power manipulated by the Order's monks. Father and Brother Lionel are concerned about diplomatic relations with neighbouring countries and are willing to investigate, but I just think they are planning something disturbing, such as a group that is based only near the border. I want to explore the inside of the Order and strike my hands early."

Arm together, wrinkled slightly between the brows and heavily Adelhardt twinkled, and told Sean with a serious look.

"So we have time until sundown, and I'm gonna go to church for a little while,"

"Really... what? Are you going now?

"Oh, I've got a lot to look into, so I need to move when I have time. Tomorrow we'll head to the White Order."

Adelhardt came to the Duke's territory not just to lead the National Army. The aim is also to obtain information about the White Order, which is growing rapidly in the northern part of the country in recent times, and to investigate the power of the Holy Sword that caused this battle.

"Tomorrow... no way, they're taking you without escorts again? It's too dangerous this time..."

"No, I don't dare take you. If you can't make a stand and move as a country, then I'll have to make a personal move. Diplomacy and politics are royal responsibilities, but it's too late. Besides, I have a lot of handouts, so don't worry."

To put it that way with a straight eye, Edelhardt smiled nicely with a flippant and mischievous look.

"I have the strongest disguise in the first place!... Ah, anything can turn out better because I purchased a new disguise idea in the meantime. And now that you've mastered a new voice, Shawn, why don't you listen?

"No, that's not why..."

"Excuse me! Dr. Sean! Can you give me a hand?!

A therapist man blocked Sean's voice, who tried to say something more, from peeking into his face from the rescue tent in the back.

"Look, they're calling me. - Dr. Sean."

"Oh already......! Don't be really impotent, Your Highness...!

The youth unwittingly sighs at the words of Edelhardt, who was floating and blatant. And I walk out as they call me, but I look back at Edelhardt for remembering something a few steps away.

"Speaking of which, Your Highness, are you glad you didn't talk to Master Drossel more? We used to play together, so there would be stories to pile up."

"Hmm? Oh, well... yes..."

To Sean's casual inquiry, Adelhardt lowered his eyes softly.

"No, that's okay, I'm in this situation right now. And now that guy, I don't know..."

Edelhardt let his gaze swim and said, trying to get something out of his mouth but swallowing words at the tip of that arrow.

…… Your Highness? "

"No, it's nothing. Go and do it faster than that."

Pushed back by Edelhardt, Sean leans toward the therapist who called himself, though reluctantly. Against Sean's back like that, Edelhardt kept waving flirtatiously.

Watching Sean enter the rescue tent, Edelhardt also turns his heel and walks out in the opposite direction.

Walking out of the position and through the city, soldiers of the National Army were excavating the Knights of Black Steel from the ground everywhere. That's never exaggerated, but it's just hard to get people out there literally, such as those restrained by countless plants grown from the earth or trapped in cracks on the ground covered in rifts.

(... it's called this sight, it's called the technique that treated the villagers, it's really a great power of witchcraft... Hell no......)

Adelhardt knows it was Drossel who made these things happen. So he was purely interested in witchcraft and at the same time had one question.

(... How the hell did Master Drossel get this kind of power... Are you sure this power belongs to that guy...?

There was no one to respond to the voice of his heart, just to stare at his back, where only the setting sun would leave.

I didn't need that much time before I was ready to leave.

About a week after the showdown with Fried, Leticiel's appearance was outside the village. On this day, Leticiel travels from the Duke's territory, but a large number of villagers are gathering to drop it off.

"... it's unexpected how many people there are..."

Leticiel did not show up on his face at the number of villagers gathered at the entrance and exit of the village, but he could not hide his inner surprise.

"What are you talking about, lady! Isn't it natural that the lady is the savior of the village!

"Well, I guess so..."

"That's right!

Leticiel laughs bitterly at Nicole gripping her fist. Savior, no matter what they say, I honestly don't come to the pin.

"Ah, Master Drossel!

Leigh walked over to Leticiel like that. There's another woman next to it, a woman I don't know. The woman's cheeks seem a little twisted and unhealthy, but somewhere Nicole's face remains.

"Hello, Leigh.... that one, maybe Nicole's...?

"Yes, I am Nicole's mother"

That being said, the woman bowed with a smile. When I first met her, she was asleep on the bed, but I didn't even think Leticiel was in this place when I heard she was sick.

"I said I was resting heavily, but I said I would drop the lady off and I wouldn't ask..."

Nicole stares at her mother with an unspeakable gaze, but where is the wind blowing in the person being seen?

"Uh... are you okay with not sleeping? I heard you were sick..."

"Yeah, it's much better now. Thank you for your concern."

Apparently, when Nicole came here, she said she couldn't and followed us. Nicole's looking after me, so she really wanted to say a word of thanks.

"Dear Drossel, Nicole is always here to take care of you. This girl, since she became the exclusive of Master Drossel, she writes to me like every month.... Are you doing well? Are you bothering me?

"Mother......! That sort of thing..."

"No, I can't believe it's annoying. Instead, I'm the one who's always helped by Nicole, and I really appreciate it."

"Huh? Hey, ladies..."

"Really...... good. I've been having a hard time with this kid for a long time, so I was relieved that he seemed to have fun. The father of this child, who is in heaven, rejoices."

Nicole turned to Puy in embarrassment at his fun-filled mother and Leticiel, who meets Shilleh. Nicole's mother lived with Leigh and Nicole's earned money, but she lost her financial income because Leigh had been taken, and she had to go to work with it to herself?

When the Leticiels were talking like that, Leigh opened his mouth, watching calmly until then.

"Dear Drossel, thank you for saving the village"

"No, it's not enough to be thanked. I did what was natural."

"Still. Without Lord Drossel, neither the village nor everyone would have been safe... thank you, if not cut."

"That's right......! Because you can be pimping like this thanks to me!

"Thank you so much......!!

As the words of Leigh inspired, one word from behind, another word and gradually began to be heard by the villagers. All those voices were thankful to Leticiel.

"Miss Drossel, it's time to leave"

"Okay. I'll see you guys sometime."

"Yes! Be careful on the road"

I don't regret my actions, and I think it would have been nice if peace had returned to the lives of the villagers.

Still, the mind doesn't interpret it because of the memory of the nightmare, or because of the amount of mystery left behind? With the thought of being pulled behind her hair, Leticiel boarded the carriage as she heard the villagers on her back.

"... What was Nicole's father like?

Feeling the vibration coming from her seat, Leticiel tried to ask such a question by remembering her conversation with Nicole's mother.

"Right...... he was a fancy guy. When you finished your hard work, you used to make a fuss with the villagers over drinking in the tavern. But my fingertips were surprisingly clever, and they also made small things. The first porch your father made me still holds dear!

Nicole, sitting face-to-face, had a full grin. That smile is bright and innocent everywhere and a little eye-catching on Leticiel now.

"Me, I don't know much about the old days because it's still shallow to serve the Duke's house, but does the lady have those memorabilia too?

"... me? I..."

There were no more words. Moments disappear when various memories float behind your brain like a running horse lamp. Memories as Leticiel I kept holding, as Drossel I kept remembering.

…… Lady......?

Looking strangely at Leticiel, who interrupted the words, Nicole peeks into her face worried. But I didn't hear anything more about what I read from Leticiel's expression.

"Shh, I'm sorry, I'm tired but I'm asking you something weird... Would you like to see the view out the window to change your mood?

Leticiel lay down in Nicole's words caring for herself. Her eyes lifted, softening her gaze and smiling pale.

"Thank you, Nicole. Let's do that."

Pull left and right at the little curtain where Nicole is pulled by the window. Even though it was not evening, the light plugged into the car illuminated some orange-milled color.

(... me, is...)

Leticiel fixed his gaze outside the window with his cheek cane, unable to find the answer. With Leticiel's depression on board, the carriage slowly sucked into the horizon.

The carriage carrying the girl while protected by the army runs out, and a voice whispering to the admiration of the villagers rises up in the wind.

"That help from Master Drossel... that was amazing...!

"Oh! I've fallen in love with that magnificent healing magic, not even with Gala!

"Again, that must be the rebirth of Saint Leticiel...!

While listening to the villagers, who seemed a little excited, those old men kept staring at the distant carriage. Red hair and black robes in the wind make a crisp, small noise.

"Is that the example... I had no idea there were people who could pay for the black fog..."

Winged with thin translucent feathers, the big old man with red hair turns his sharp eyes to the carriage as he strokes his long beard. Precisely, towards the person on it.

"Well..."

Following that gaze, the little old man, in contrast to the red-haired old man, snapped as he fixed the collar of the black robe he wore.

They originally came with the intention of elucidating the cause of the sudden black fog that broke out in the land, and its treatment. But when I got there, the fog had already disappeared, and I was surprised because it was humans who paid for it.

"But..."

The old man in the black robe let his gaze wander once, as he looked for the carriage, which was no longer visible, but soon the danger returns to that look. His point of view was directed in a different direction than earlier.

"I deserve credit for putting out the black fog... but humans like freeing the fog... are you going to revive the ancient nightmare again..."

The old man in the black robe was staring at the building where the black fog was freed a few days ago. More than a thousand years have passed since he became King of the Spirit, but it is unusual, such as a black fog occurring twice in just a few months. One was fogged by the battle here, but the other sits in a luxurious building on the outskirts of Wangdu.

From his tone there was a pervasive aversion to humans. Indeed, black fog is so dangerous that you can't overlook it, and you should be thankful when it comes to paying for it. Still, for him, both the black fogged girl and the noisy villagers under his eyes are equally “human”.

"... Huh, human beings aren't rock creatures after all"

The Spirit King of Fire also frowned uncomfortably at the spitting and discarding words of his old friend, turning his back in the direction of the carriage when he squealed his nose small, flying away without sound with the Spirit King of Darkness.

In the midday sky, no man noticed the red and black light that shined only for a moment as if it were a shooting star.