My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

"Is that all we're talking about? If it's over, just get out."

"It's the mountains that want to do that ~... Oh, what are you planning on doing after this, Master Harold?

"What a sudden. I don't need to tell you."

"Hey, I was wondering if you wouldn't practice your sword today"

Harold leans his neck inside to Zen's suspicious behavior, which allows him to swim his gaze all over the place.

Sure, I was thinking about practicing moves in my usual place because while we were chatting, that should be some irrelevant matter for Zen.

"What's wrong with that?

"I've been keeping it a secret, but I'm actually interested in swordsmanship! That's why I want to see Master Harold waving his sword."

Then go to the soldier in charge, and I'm going to let you in without thinking about it. Harold is nothing but an amateur with high physical abilities, a tremendous arm.

No one had ever attacked Harold thoroughly and properly for fear that he would be injured when he had previously endangered it and asked the soldiers of the mansion for guidance.

Given each other's positions, it's only natural that Harold doesn't have an interpersonal practice opponent.

I thought I'd ask my parents for it, but it's a guide prepared by those two guys who are partial to Harold. It is doubtful that Harold can learn the sword that envisages the actual battle he wants.

Thinking about that area as well, I decided to make it good because I found someone to practice with today.

"Then I'll show you, in the first seat."

"Um, Master Harold? Why do you have two swords? You're not interested, but you're not experienced, are you? All of a sudden they're a little..."

"Don't answer that."

"Or I'll give you a break!

Zen's scream of being caught and dragged around his collar turns away. Eventually he couldn't hear his voice or footsteps, and Erica took them off Harold's room in anticipation of the quiet visiting him.

Fortunately, no one would ever see me, but there's no Erica back in the room being appreciated. I couldn't sort out the emotions that had been altered.

Rebellion in my head is a word spoken earlier from Harold's own mouth.

That a servant who thought he was murdered is alive.

Being stigmatized to prioritize their safety while we guide them through it.

That Erica, my fiancé, is deliberately trying to hate me.

That you're trying to save Erica and Smeragi somehow, despite that.

Of course I didn't believe all this was true. I am also aware of the possibility that that exchange is Harold and Zen's manipulation.

But at the same time, it was a convincing story. Especially with the attitude of stirring up hostility towards Erica and the words and actions that make her smell like she's been working on the drug for years.

Erica can no longer see the answer to what is true and what is false and how she should be treated by Harold. I don't even know how I feel about what I want to do.

The illusion of walking lost in deep mist. It was Yuno who came back after running errands that raised the awareness.

"Is Erica here?"

Concon and a light knock followed by an extended voice as usual can be heard from across the door.

My mind settled just a little bit on that.

"... yeah, you can come in"

"Excuse me ~"

Same look of cooking attire. It seems very comforting now that its emergence remains unchanged at all times.

Yuno perceived such a microscopy of Erica's mind visibly.

"Did something happen while I was away?"

It was in the form of an inquiry, but Yuno was sure something had happened to Erica. And I intuitively realize that's probably about Harold.

Erica strengthens herself to Yuno's sharp point.

I wondered if I should reveal to Yuno what I had heard after fulfilling it.

If what was being told is true, then I guess we should also pierce the silence in order not to leave Harold's care unattended. Because Harold is trying to keep them safe until he wears the stigma.

But as a Smeragi, we must be sure of this. To help Harold figure out what kind of person he is.

- Yuno, listen to me.

Erica decided to tell Yuno after her troubles. Not all of it, of course.

Only minimal information that Zen pushed me into Harold's room and was talking about two people who were rumored to have been murdered there who seemed to be alive.

Much of it took the form of omission, but it was sufficient to whisk Yuno's eyebrows.

"So I want you to find out if Clara and Colette really survived."

"Yes, sir. I'll be ready in a minute."

Say no or Yuno will return to the city where he has just returned. Yuno himself can't get too far from the mansion, so I have to ask the other inside detectives to investigate it up to the village of Brousch.

And Yuno keeps spinning his head on the road back to the city.

Yuno was feeling a lot of discomfort when he heard from Erica.

(Is there anything about Harold not noticing a third party lurking in the room ~?)

Harold is powerful enough to easily perceive the existence of Yuno, who makes hiding his business. Can we ever overlook Erica, who doesn't have the skill to kill signs like that?

No answer derived by Yuno.

Harold likely intentionally channelled this information to Erica, or Smeragi's side. I can't even try to tell the people around me why I leaked the information I was lying on to Smeragi about its sincerity.

Then Yuno is the thought of biting the umbilical, considering that he's probably in the state where Harold is being moved as he thinks he is now.

(You make me feel a bottomless horror in that year ~. How much of a calculated plot would you be if you grew up ~)

Should we expect or be afraid of that future statue? No one on my side would be as reliable as this.

He is acquiring not only knowledge, but even rare martial arts that are already similar at that age. Even the word prodigy seems raw and warm.

But if it were to be relative, it would be an indisputable enemy. That is what might make murdering within a young age exceptionally reduce later damage.

There can be enough threats to think about that.

It is impossible that Yuno made such a decision about Harold's words and actions.

Children only, not. Adult face loss, but not enough yet.

To that extent, you can't stand around and flirt lightly with Yuno without enlightening the task.

Even if Harold wasn't after it himself, it could inevitably be perceived as such by the other person as a result.

And Harold's biggest mistake is to jump to the manipulation of favoritism and adherence to the original. Not really, it was that he underestimated such an ambient evaluation as the next three. He himself understood that his words and actions deviated from the year-to-year ones, but he couldn't afford enough time, mind or manpower to care about it and weigh himself.

In a way, it is also a situation that I have been trying to achieve.

But I wouldn't have inadvertently stepped into a predicament if I had been able to correctly recognize the ratings that are being given to me here and the meaning that it has. It was an avoided development if I wanted to avoid it.

It is also fatal to fail to explore the purpose of Erica and Yuno while inexplicably feeling their too sudden long-term stay.

An alarm you invited because you know Harold, the original Erica, who hates injustice and irrationality if you're going to explain it. I never thought as much as dew that she or her entourage would imitate a spy.

Erica, and it should have been unlikely at least at this stage to fall into a situation where Clara and the others would have been known to survive if they had watched Yuno's movements.

As a result of gorgeously passing through those various elements, Harold foolishly chooses to go out to the Smeraggi family again, etc. hoping for himself.

The reason for this was an order brought by his father, Hayden, nearly three weeks after the day Erica and the others knew about the possibility of Clara's survival, when Erica's length of stay passed a month.

"Am I in Smeragi?

Hayden, who one day called Harold into the study, said the best thing about it was sending Erica to Smeragi, who was not feeling well, and now Harold stays over there to deepen his intimacy.

The former is pre-built and the aim is the latter. He only thinks about Erica's ill health and other homesickness.

"That's right. I can't go this time. But that's what we need to do to show good faith."

(Sincerely. I know you want to appeal to the surroundings that Erica and I are good friends with each other by accompanying them a lot......)

It's already been made public in Stokes territory that Erica is Harold's fiancée. Thereby Stokes' feelings toward the guiding Erica shifted to pity.

Harold can only be dismayed by the unpopularity of his house. I wasn't sure I'd bring this back up to a positive rating.

"I get it. Then you should be ready to leave soon."

"Ha, you seem to have gotten along a lot more intimately before you knew you'd be worried that much"

Of course not. In the first place, Erica doesn't have any gaps that make her intimate because she's been caged in the room for a long time, but Hayden seems to have interpreted it as convenient to herself.

What a congratulatory head you are. Even one of the sarcasms I'd love to fly to you, but in front of my parents, this abominable mouth wearing cats couldn't have allowed it, and Hayden laughing in a good mood on his ass. Harold saw his expedition to the Smeragi family as a chance. I would wager a battle here, or I would be unwittingly inclined.

Though there was a rush on the inside, that was too frivolous a decision. While there were still piles of problems, some chronic minds might have started to grasp the threads that would still improve the situation.

It's like stepping into the biggest source of mines, so to speak. I had to be more calm and act.

Even such a preliminary thing Harold was oblivious to at this time. He still doesn't know that that would result in a new death flag.