It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm here to talk to you."

The end of the lip, where the expression is hard to read, is connected because the hair with too long burnt brown habits covers the top from the mouth.

And I thought you'd looked at my face for a while, and I made a dumb noise and blew it out.

"No, it was really a masterpiece. I wanted to show Mr. Sieg too ~"

"Huh? What, what happened?

"Hey."

I've seen it without power to stop, but I haven't tried to be honest with this guy about what I'm saying.

It is definitely not about Miss Altostella.

I mean, she's mostly involved in me talking to this guy.

I managed to swallow the seemingly zero tongue punch and closed my eyes.

"If I was king, I'd be vintaged. - Hey, princess!

"You're lying!

Sieg laughed as if it was going to explode with a tall voice that could also be called a voice of joy.

Stop, don't look at this one with that disgusting grin.

Too much toothpick is going to crush my teeth.

When he glanced at Sieg, who was about to die of laughter, with all his might, the one gradually drew his face.

"... yeah, meh pup, me, hey, your husband is going to kill me if I keep this up, pup, et al... I'm going back to the office.

… let me talk to you later "

"Hey, I hear you."

Sieg whispered in his ear at the end, but he could hear the whole thing. Put aside the scared and dispersed Zeke or something in the future.

This is the first one for now.

"So?"

"Ah la. If I were king, would I be in that mode already? You can be more depressed."

"Leave him alone. I don't care about me."

"Yes, yes, you care about the princess ~.

Do you mind if I talk to you with a body you know clearly?

"I don't mind. I have predictions."

I can finally have a decent conversation.

I managed to rotate my exhausted brain in an earlier exchange to tighten my mind.

The story here is where Victor escaped from Hardist territory yesterday and did what.

I can't think of anything other than going to see Miss Altostella and pulling her back into the social world.

When she visited Isolte yesterday, she seemed to know a lot about Victor's thoughts.

Victor would have insulted her anyway, thinking that she remained where she was in the king's capital, and I doubt she would have revealed who she was.

Still, she looked like she knew where she was at that time.

I had eyes that were ready for that.

That's why I decided to give up her persuasion on the spot and look for other ways.

"That's good. First of all, the princess will return to the social world."

"I guess so."

There is no way she refuses the king's favor.

Her personality, her position.

So I wanted to prevent their contact as much as I could.

And I mean, it's like Victor was determined to win at the time he reached Isolte's mansion.

"But they're not going back to the main residence of the king's capital. I hear you'll only pass if you have instructions from Isolde."

"... right"

Again, it was just what I thought.

It's not convenient for me, but I'm happy.

There's no way she would throw out a territory like this in the first place.

It looks like we can keep an eye on her in the territory next to her as before, and we're just talking about moving as she moves.

That's true, but the risk jumps exceptionally for more travel.

When it came to being difficult to protect, it became difficult to protect.

Well, whatever it is, whatever it is, she won't let you die.

"So we begin with a night club hosted by Count Svensson, who is close to the Theodore family, Lord Filmelia's home. It's no big deal."

The Svenssons were famous for their 1st Prince of Victory Lake, weren't they?

My face is about to stick to the look on my face when I laugh just at my mouth.

Hey, apparently, Victor does everything he can to fish for Master Filmeria from the beginning.

In other words, from me and Miss Altostella, we are in the middle of an enemy position.

There will be little or nothing to treat me favorably.

In a whirlpool of ridicule and malice, a few mistakes are given to the balls and they quickly fall to their feet.

"Your Majesty would like to get on with it. - Bye.

"That's... I get it.

"Your Majesty has prepared your share of the invitation, too.

I thought you cared about the princess. I'm going out of my way to put my precious brother on the night ~ "

I rounded my eyes unexpectedly to that word.

Honestly, I was honestly surprised by this story.

Well, first of all, I was just thinking how to get an invitation, and no way, because I didn't think Victor would want me to act with Miss Altostella.

I'm just glad this saved me time, but was he right, I wonder if there was anything I could think of?

"The night club is in January.

Then I'll do it. Good night, King of Heartbreak "

He laughed when he said it was only morning.

Maybe I have dark bears like Siege on my face, too.

Well, whatever it is, I'm finally going to get some decent rest.

He's right. Let's sleep till after noon.

"Torneo"

"Yes?"

"Thanks"

This life without him would be impossible.

I'll be a lord in peace because he's here, and I'll keep an eye on her while she's at the Hardist.

And it will be difficult to protect her from me if he doesn't continue to be around.

This way, I think it's not bad these days for people to help me sometimes, talk to me, and be together.

Torneo did not reply but instead smiled and snorted.

Well, actually, I don't know what he thinks that means.