It Seems like He Is Trash According to the Rumors.

"No, you hated me."

My father and I stared at him and His Majesty gave him a dry laugh.

I can't read thoughts about soft beauty like people do.

I just understood that a cheerful and bright king already beloved by this people is not a kind king.

"Well... I'm not saying you don't have a heart. You hate the royal family terribly, don't you? Naturally.

However, it is difficult for the people to confuse and suffer accordingly.

I wanted to keep the nail and give Filmelia a legitimate punishment.

And most importantly, you should be open to the past. "

Especially you, Alvernon.

His Majesty's crush gave him a great deal of tongue.

"... extra things"

Like roaring low. That was scratched off by the sound of a chain called Jarrajara, but it seems to have reached His Majesty's ear.

But there was nothing to blame.

"Don't worry, Filmelia has already decided she can be cleaned up by illness and death.

They've been locked up since Elle left the royal family in the first place, so they're supposed to be asleep with the disease in the meantime, and no one can believe it.

It's no different than being executed without your hands crushed. [M]

So do as you please, you have the right. "

"... I never wanted to see the face of this in my life"

"Oh, yeah, I guess so.

That's how you keep running away, resenting the royal family who kept running away from the vengeance of those you love and letting go wild, and you keep surrounding your son and daughter with the fear of losing them and living in bondage. "

"… you say it"

His father's cold eyes were shooting straight through His Majesty.

The rough, shaky iris is dark, endless, and dark.

The light blue, referred to as the color of the sky, looked grey reflecting the dungeon.

Father's anger is especially extreme.

He has been scattered by royalty who vows allegiance, deprived of, hidden from and deceived by those he loves.

In it, the royal family continued to aim for her sister's life.

There's no way I can forgive you.

The fact that his father nevertheless, as Duke's family, killed emotions as a safeguard for the people of the Territory and continued to serve the King as Duke of Rufus deserves respect.

By contrast, I was confused.

To what, to what...

One is that it was only when I learned the truth about my parents' deaths that anger and sorrow did not gush at all.

I didn't even know his face and I didn't even know his name.

It doesn't come to a pin when his parents are supposedly caught up in a Filmerian conspiracy to die.

Is that certainly because the Duke of Rufus was trying so hard to hide the truth from me?

If there is, only guilt and sorrow for Lady Setisilla for sheltering me.

Then the other is because Count Hardist is at the Duke of Rufus' house... no

Maybe I should say it's for my sister, but against the fact that it moved that far.

That guy, why are you so far...

"Alvernon, you're absolutely right. You can hate me as much as you want.

I'm not going to kill you any easier than I did to be king.

Besides, I don't think you're capable of acting without thinking about it. "

Father listened to it silently without even moving his cold gaze.

Once, separate words. That's how His Majesty breathes.

"... This is what I want to say as king, but you are very brittle and dangerous.

It hurts, I can't watch. Shake off the past and live the future and devote it to your country.

And then, this is what I'm trying to say.

I know exactly what you don't want to get close to Hardist or Altenrich. [M]

Then I also know what it's like not to want to see my daughter, who looks more like Mrs. Seticilla than I imagined, and my son, who leaves Nathan Hardist and his sister in the shadow.

Together again. Everything, I guess it's horrible to lose. Or I wonder if I can't help but regret his day.

I get it. But what do you think those three would say if they saw you now?

Definitely a hassle like this. "This scumbag, Alvernon the Weak."

His Majesty's eyes, who said so, only seemed sad at heart. And he laughed lonely.

My father raised his voice and laughed if I had not misheard His Majesty's words.

It was terribly short and it was like laughing with my nose, but I think maybe I did laugh.

It seems that Master Filmelia, who still screams meaningless words, is no longer in consciousness.

Soon, it wasn't even in my consciousness.

My father slapped me on the shoulder when I felt sorry for him. [M]

"Sire, I'm sorry, but I don't want to get my hands dirty for that. This hand of mine is spared, to protect the people and the family.

It's not even worth my hand. Of course not for my son. "

"... I get it. Then at best, you have to be patient to protect yourself from being hated."

"It's called extra care. Now, if you'll excuse us, Your Majesty."

"Go home to the black clothes that are outside the gate. And then you guys didn't see anything today... okay?

"Whatever you say.... We're going home, Liechten"

"Huh?! Uh... yes.... Father, what about His Majesty?

I could see His Majesty smiling and waving from the gap where the heavy door slowly closed.

Is it okay to be alone with Master Filmelia in that state?

Or can we just go outside on our own?

............... that king is too free for something.

Seeing that my father doesn't care about anything, he's apparently used to it...

"Father."

"What?

"... was His Majesty like that?

"That's right.... for a long time."

Then he whispers, he's as smart as ever. I thought I heard it wrong again. [M]

I feel my complexion was kind of much better when I stared seriously at my father in surprise.