It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

Vance knocked on the door knocker again.

He slapped him a few times and shouted, but the mansion didn't respond.

And this time too.

"What? Are you away?"

"The only people in this mansion are Elle and Siege, which I've heard before.

Going out? "

What about Vance in my words?!? and raised his voice.

"Two!?

There's only two shitty kids who can only wave that sword with their ex-prince?... So, can you live?

"... come on, I don't know now because we were just here..."

That guy, I lean my neck against the van holding my head wondering if I'm an idiot.

I know and deserve to know about El.

Naturally, what the hell is a "shitty kid who can only wave his sword“ about Sieg...

Would that be the kind of evaluation I would make if I knew you here?

Indeed, Master Sieg was a knight before.

I remember that in the Wang capital, he was a knighthood under the direct command of Lord Elle, and a figure of arms that could also be seen at first sight by His Majesty's SS.

But that's a story in the king's capital.

When exactly in this land of tranquillity will there be an opportunity to wave the arms of its sword?

"... you're very close to Vance, you and Sieg."

……

Vance frowned and turned away from me, looking somewhere far away, slightly, and put his hand on the door.

............ ok. If you're not willing to talk, that's what you're saying.

Turn your back as if to block me from sighing.

"Well, fine."

There was a chatter in my heart when I whined to Master El to decide to ask about you too.

"... eh"

"... Lady, it's open"

………

…………

Really, the door opened in disquiet.

They weren't locked.

Our time, staring silently at each other, stopped for a moment, but soon Vance hid me from his back.

If the two of them were out, there's no way they'd be away without locking up.

Master Elle is not the one who makes such mistakes.

Instead, too cautious, it should be cautious.

Was there some nasty circumstance or something unexpected?

Ma'am, please don't go away.

Vance glanced back and whined small.

And I will answer it briefly, and walk behind him.

Be careful not to make noise.

There seemed to be no particular anomaly in the mansion.

There are few, overall dim, dusty and unproductively compiled documents so occasional that it doesn't feel like life.

"Then this is the mud," Vance muttered as he opened a room with no sign of most of it being used.

Exactly, but if we were really mud, we don't see anything we could steal.

The only room in there was nicely tidied and well organized.

A simple desk and chair with a pair of sofa sets.

The walls are covered with shelves and the books and materials are arranged in a narrow area.

The documents and letters that were about to be piled on the desk were probably untouched and the seal was uncut.

"... the office, like"

"Right, later in the back room upstairs, but those two are probably bedrooms"

A mansion without people's signs, a peek into the room that I probably wouldn't care how I looked in it, just caught my eye, but Vance thought a little bit of a move.

Carefully climbed the stairs and shook his head with a slight peek into the room in front of him as the vance suppressed his temples.

"Vance? What's wrong?"

"No, the lady shouldn't look"

"Huh...?

Is something wrong?

What do you mean I shouldn't look?

Could it be something atrocious?

The cold sweat drowned.

I tended to lean over and vanish my emotions. Vance looked at me and told me to put it on before I uttered any words.

"... dirty. Don't let the lady see you."

"Huh... you know what?... Huh?

Vance shook his head and sighed at me bewildered.

"Whatever you think, it's that shitty kid's room, you know, I wish"

"Huh?... Um, Vance, is that all?

"Yes, this room is. The rest is that way, but it's definitely Ellein's room."

Vance squeezed her face tight and stared at the door.

If anything happens, if anything happens, there it is.

The possibility that Elle and Siege have inadvertently gone out to forget the locks on the mansion cannot be denied as well as coming this far.

I would rather it even be.

Vance laid his hands on a delicate goldsmith's door knob without its decoration.

Slowly opened without making a sound. A vance peeks over there with its back against the wall.

Moments, the amber eyes open wide and the lips close hard.

"What's wrong?"

The mouth of the vance moved small to a voice similar to my scream.

There is no voice, maybe there was, but perhaps that is also a slight degree of exhalation.

But it did work this way.

Elle, Rain

As soon as I saw, I opened the door wide and stepped into the room.

It was an aggressive action, and somewhere calm inside I was even surprised by myself.

I think I heard a still voice of the vance from behind.

Still, I couldn't stop.

The twinge smell of disinfectant fills the nasal cavity.

It was a very sparsely stocked room, just like the others.

As simple as having a desk and bed, I don't see anything else that looks like furniture or personal effects.

However, is the one difference is that it is cleaned beautifully?

I was stunned by the man lying at its centre.

My throat gets stuck. I don't know how to speak out.

He's like a biscuit doll lying in bed.

Ceramic-like skin is now always increased and somewhat blue-white.

Long dark hair is loosely tied on the side but not in his plain, kicky way.

It's always a mysterious dark color with shine and goods. It's somewhere unhydrated and nobility has disappeared.

Long lashes continue to cast a shadow over its white with a tightly closed eyelid abyss.

Skinny cheeks on drawn-knotted colorless lips.

I don't care what you think, I'm not mad.

"Eh."

Using much time, the voice I finally regained became a scream and tried to slip through the air.

Suddenly, his mouth is covered by a hand stretched from behind.

When I managed to move my eyes to fear, the Lord was Vance.

"Miss Altostella, be quiet.

Master Ellein is still alive. "

Vance's serious amber eyes were poured all at once on Master Elle.

I shifted my gaze to El-sama in that word, but I was struck by the fact that this was the shape of a living human being.

By then, Master Elle had been debilitated and unwell.

The vance, which I have confirmed has quieted, slowly releases its hand and approaches Lord Elle.

I could not move from the spot.

No way, ever since that day, has he been like this, so, you know, saying goodbye mouth...?

I notice my hands shaking to keep my mouth down.

Can you really say this is alive...?

I'm not just waiting for death...?

Vance broke his knee by the bed, tilting his face and checking his breath.

Place your finger on the neck muscle and snap open El-like's lid with your finger.

"Live, be.

Don't even look asleep. "

In the meantime, Master Elle did not make any moves.