Herscherik

A modest knock sounded indoors, and the lord of the room, who noticed the sound, sandwiched the vagina into a reading book.

"Come in, Hershelik.

I think I'll put the book next to me. The lord of the room speaks to the door. Since there is only one person who does not have to listen to his voice to come at this hour and who tends to knock reluctantly, he was able to describe the person behind the door.

"Excuse me, Brother Utel.

The boy known as Utel greeted his younger brother with a smile as he opened the door and smiled.

"Thank you for always visiting. I'm sorry I couldn't get out of bed.

"No! Don't worry, I'm interrupting.

To his brother, who looks sorry and lays down his face, Hershelik rushes to shake his head beside him to make a denial.

His name is Utel Gracis. He is the fifth prince and fifteen years old of the Kingdom of Gracis. Snowy blue light wave perm hair like lavender is aligned to shoulder length and is a prince with deep blue eyes that are likely to make a cold impression.

However, the expression is gentle and gentle as if to write off the impression of the eyes, and the impression given to a person is the opposite of the eyes. Being a royal human being, he also has a picturesque beauty, but now his cheeks are lean and the original white was even whiter.

Ever since I fell ill last summer with a summer cold, Utel has been the person on the bed installed at the window.

"How about adding or subtracting?

Utel smiles and greets Hershelik as he rushes to worry.

"It's okay, I feel good because of the weather today.

Saying so makes Utel laugh, but Hershelik thinks his skinny cheeks hurt.

But I couldn't have said that, I just smiled back.

"Good. Oh, this is a treat made by Schwartz. Please eat when you are feeling well.

Hershelik takes out the paper bag. There are cookies inside that have been baked with a mixture of crocodile nuts. By the way, Hershelik's three o'clock snack is the same thing.

"Thank you. All the treats made by Hershelik's butler are delicious. Speaking of which, are you out of money today?

"Yes. They both have business to attend to separately.

Hershelik's escort is not the only task of the leaders.

In the table, Kro takes care of Hershelik, does administrative work, and in the back, he collects a variety of information activities.

Oran has his main job as an escort, but has been asked by the military bureau to participate in the training of soldiers and knights who know his strength, and he does so several times a week. He said, "Soldiers and knights are good opponents, but they are more involved and tough than they need to be.". The brothers said they were no better than the others and were just right to sharpen their martial arts.

(Don't get out of the castle today, it's tough.

Now I don't know which one is my boss and subordinate, but Hershelik decides not to care. Besides, I knew my position was subtle.

As for the other day's engagement talk with the minister's daughter, it was spread throughout the castle and throughout the nobility. Even though it is not yet a decision, the surrounding eyes are seen in the same way as if they were already engaged, and a tribute arrives from several nobles who want to get into themselves. As for the gift, the sender has returned the letter containing the inconvenient information in lieu of a thank-you note, so it is good that the contact has disappeared since then, but Hershelik was still exposed to curiosity.

Plus, he's been targeted for his life several times since he decided on Operation Tiger Hole. When I went out, the people I hired targeted my life, made it look like an accident and nearly assassinated me, so I couldn't go out on my own as easily as I used to.

(Exactly. I don't want to die yet. … If I can fight and use magic, I can protect myself.

A little fed up with his lack of combat ability, Hershelik leaks a sneak sigh. No magic training is possible without magic, but training in swords, horsemanship, etc. has continued since the age of three.

(Continuity is powerful but really no progress......)

It's already devastating about the sword. Equestrianism is to the extent that I can finally run on my own.

(I'm too ashamed to say that this is a four-year achievement.

It is Hersheerik who weeps softly in his heart.

That brings us to Utel's visit, which one of us was allowed to do today.

(Brother Utel, you don't look really good.

Six months have passed since Utel almost slept. My body wasn't as strong as it used to be, but I was fine enough to go to college. When I heard that my brother was sick last summer, Hershelik thought of the worst. That disease that only affects royalty.

It just ended in concern. The doctor's diagnosis was that the balance between the vessel and the magic power had broken, which meant that it had become unwell with the body.

Hershelik has no magic powers. So I don't know. Residents of this world have personal differences, but they have magic. And the body has a vessel that keeps its magic in it. They say it's a different vessel from an organ such as a gut, but the magic power a person possesses never exceeds that vessel. In gameplay terms, Hershelik thinks it's about the maximum value of magic points.

But once in a while, magic overflows the vessel. And sometimes my body can't stand being like Utel.

"This is not something you can do with medicine or medicine…"

Yes, the royal doctor said. There are two ways to solve it. Wait for the vessel to grow naturally, or work out and raise the maximum. But growth means no magic before the vessel grows, and even if Utel, whose body is not inherently sturdy, trains, it can destroy the body even more. Utel ended up being a resident on the bed, waiting for his health to recover at all.

"Hershelik, you have wrinkles between your eyebrows again.

Utel puts his index finger between his brother's brows when he suddenly shuts up. He relaxed his fingers between Hershelik's brows laughing with Couscous.

"Sorry......"

I'm here to pay my respects, but I let that person worry me. This would be the end of the line.

"Hershelik thinks too much. You're okay with me, aren't you?

Hershelik had to snort at Utel, who smiled.

"Besides, Hershelik is harder right now. That Minister of Sexual Evil signed you up for a pageant?

"Eh.

Hershelik mumbles at Utel's words. The same goes for my own pageant, but I was surprised that the word Sexual Evil Minister came out of this brother in a calm atmosphere.

At that time, a knock sounded in the room where there were only two of us. A powerful knock compared to Hershelik's knock. Another brother came into the room when Utel urged him.

"Brother Will, what have you done with your work?

"I've got some business for you. Utel, how's it going... what, Hershelik was here again?

Utel talks to the person who shows up and then throws his gaze at Hershelik. It was William Gracis, the second prince of the Kingdom of Gracis, who appeared. The same silver hair as my father's was stretched out and knitted loosely three times with his back, and the deep blue eyes directed at Hershelik emitted an icy cold. Unlike Utel with a soft expression, William looked at Hershelik with a look as cold as his eyes.

"Hello, Brother William.

With that cold gaze Hershelik bows in haste. William glances at him like that and his gaze quickly returns to Utel. It's not my fault that I feel some warmth when I have to turn to Utel compared to the gaze I had toward Hershelik.

William and Utel are the same brothers as my mother. So I guess. I have no further distance than the rest of my brothers.

(Well, I can't help but distance myself from my half-brothers...)

Hershelik sighs inside. But not before. Never before has it been so cold. I wonder if I've communicated as much as the triplets do, and it makes me as cold as William.

(I wonder if I did something.

I'll look back at what I've done so far, but I have no idea. Rather, there are surprisingly few contacts with William. I couldn't help thinking about it, so I headed to the exit to try to stay out of the way of Utel's bedroom.

When he opened and closed the door so as not to make any noise, and sneaked a sigh and turned his back on the door, another person was waiting for him in front of him.

At first, it was the cat Ciro that came to mind when I saw the person. A bright white, gold-eyed wildcat who was in the neighborhood in his previous life. Ryoko had taken the liberty of calling him Shiro. Speaking to Shiro, who looked down from the top of the fence on his way home from work, he rang me as if to say welcome back.

Why did Hershelik associate that, because the person who opened the door and jumped into his sight was exactly like Shiro.

As tall as I was in my previous life, my hair is longer than my straight, bright white hips, amber-like eyes that also look golden, clear white skin...... so neat that I just think the goddess of beauty loved me. Even though it seems like everyone would be captivated in an instant if you smiled, now you lurk that well-shaped willow brow and stray from your gaze. That was even more reminiscent of the cat Shiro.

(I didn't know you had as many beautiful people as your father and brother.

Ever since I was reincarnated, I have seen a wide variety of aesthetic shapes and I was proud to say that my eyes had become fat. The person in front of you is a beautiful woman with the same or more perfect beauty as the royal family.

(Really beautiful woman person...... woman person?

Hershelik tilts his neck. The extinct beauty in front of me, the person I thought was not enough as a woman, had something. The arms with multiple bracelets coming out of the white robe are luxurious, overweight overall but acceptable. But there is no meat where it should be.

(I don't have a chest......?

It's not a small or anything like that. The place you should be out of is stunning.

(No, no way?

Turn your fearful gaze from your chest to him.

"What is it?"

Slightly higher but definitely a man's voice leaked out of its well-shaped lips.

(Does the other world even transcend gender...... you're really fantastic and free dom! This world is!

While screaming in his mind, Hershelik wanted to cry.

"Here, be rude to Your Highness.

Hershelik looks back in a different voice than he, who thought she was a beautiful young man. There came a fine white coat. He was about the age of his mid-forties. Gray-haired brown hair dripping from the hat from the colors of the coat and clothes, the wrinkles corresponding to the year at first glance, which was creating a mild look.

The man kneels when he approaches Hershelik. Then Hershelik and his gaze became just as good.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness Hershelik. I am District Manager for the Kingdom of Gracis at Holy Light Church, my name is Henil.

Hershelik was familiar with the name when he smiled.

Holy Light Church with the best religious demographic holdings in this world. It is a religion dedicated to numerous gods, headed by the Creating God. It is written in the Bible that there are numerous gods in the subordination of the Divine Creator, who unites the garden of heaven, and maintains the stability of the world.

It is common for believers to worship the Creating God and their own God. For example, if you were a farmer, you would have a god of creation and a goddess of abundance. If I were a fisherman, I would be a goddess of the sea, if I were a knight, a god of war and victory, it would change equally.

It is the religion of this world that worships the Lord God and the God who wants protection.

By the way, Hershelik doesn't believe in anything in particular. Because freedom of faith is recognized in this world.

"Nice to meet you, Master Henil.

Hershelik giggled and lovingly laughed. But shine your eyes so that you don't miss every move they make.

(Archbishop Henyl, this man...)

About a year ago, Church involvement was discovered in a drug case. I just never let him grab my tail no matter how much investigation I did. In the end, only publicly available information was available.

"The lack of information so far means that the information has been perfectly manipulated so far.

I remember Crowe roaring. And obvious information is suspicious on the contrary, Khlo adds.

(I can't believe I'm meeting you here.

"Why is Master Hahnil here?

Why are you in Prince V's Utel room? That's the problem.

"That is……"

"Hershelik!"

Her name is called in a strong tone, and Hershelik trembles on her shoulders. Looking back, there stood William, angry with his brilliant face.

"Something to my guest?

A deep blue eyed gaze pierces Hershelik with a blade of ice coolness. Hershelik doesn't understand why William is so angry. But when I tried to open my mouth to say something, the henil moved first. I stood in front of William as if to shelter Hershelik and thanked him politely.

"I spoke to His Highness William and His Highness Hershelik from me. I'm sorry.

"… well.

William frowned so much at Henil's words that he still seemed to tongue. Besides, Nicole smiles, and Henil turns back to Hershelik.

"My lord Hershelik, I am here to treat my diseased Highness Utel.

"... is that so?

Hershelik tilts his neck as he flickers William over his shoulder.

"May I ask what kind of treatment?

For a moment, that medicine came to mind, but Hahnil keeps smiling and continuing his words as if to mist that suspicion.

"I am the healing magician of the Sinyu system.

"…… Yes, what is it?

Hershelik himself, because of his lack of magic, only basic knowledge of magic is held up. But I knew how rare a healing magic user is to be able to heal a person's body.

Recovery magic can be used from an early age in games well done in previous life. Rather, it's a troubling level. But its healing magic, healing magic can be handled here. There are extremely few humans. The healing magic is mainly about healing the wounds of the body, as the word suggests, but it seems that magic requires special properties. One in 10,000 people are born with the properties of that magic power. Moreover, the breadth that can be treated by the person's abilities changes. Even if he had that magic power, he couldn't fix one cut without the ability. Besides, the higher the healing magic, the more knowledge you need from a doctor.

Besides, most magicians who can handle high-end healing magic belong to the church. Because the knowledge of divine healing magic, including healing magic, is exclusive to the Church.

(A user of healing magic enough to cope with the complex bodies of others, especially Brother Utel.

That's how powerful he is.

"Hershelik, Lord Hennil will now have Utel treated. Go back today.

"……… I understand.

Hershelik nods heavily at William's words. I don't have a choice but to snort.

(It's okay, healing magic can never do human damage.

That's right. Hahnil held Hershelik back in order to leave the room.

"Your Highness Hershelik, do you have a moment?

"Yes?"

Hershelik replies to Henil smiling. Hershelik felt just that smile a different kind of frigid odor from Barbasse.

"Come here, too.

Hahnil summons a beautiful woman, a beautiful young woman like Toto, who has been looking out the window without me.

The young man, who came beside the henil with a grumpy face, looked down at Hershelik only for a moment, but immediately turned his gaze towards the henil.

"Your Highness Hershelik, this person is my adopted son. I've spent most of my time in church before, so don't let the world know. I also accompanied you today to find out the outside world, but I'm not going to let you be present at the exact worst of His Highness Utel.

Henil continues his words with a mild grin. The expression of the beautiful young man gets more and more rugged next to it, but Henil doesn't go through with it at all.

"Your Highness Hershelik, would you show him around the castle, if you don't mind?

Smiled Hershelik thinks a little.

(This is the effect of Operation Tiger Hole, part two?

Minister Barbasse, naturally, the Church, why do you set me up as if I had also responded to this? But Hershelik doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Yes, gladly.

Hershelik nodded with a prince smile harmless to Henil.

The face of the beautiful young man has become even more rugged, but Hershelik doesn't care.

William, who was behind Hahnil, also had the same rugged expression as the beautiful young man, but Hershelik never noticed.