Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

- The Great Hall, which should have set foot once, had changed its appearance to something completely different from Subaru's memory.

A number of candlesticks lined up on a laid red carpet. The swings of red flames clap at the majesty of the indoors, and the spines of the faces that line them are corrected to nature.

Most of the people involved in the mansion are lined up neatly on the wall. Are the key stakeholders, of course, queued up to the Milord family squire?

Just gather only the officials of Subaru, it is inevitable that it will be a gathering only within you. It is understandable to Subaru that these events need to be brought into contact with many eyes.

But is it okay to even have the crown replicas?

I pulled my jaw when the crown I was with told me not to worry about it, but I care about what I care about. Even though I know I wouldn't be doing anything without instructions, I get anxious if they're like toddlers.

Perhaps I feel the same anxiety around Subaru.

There are also many penetrations if you look at the linemen one by one.

It is particularly interesting that the people involved are correctly dressed in folds with all the alignments.

Regardless of the Rosewire and Anne Rose that you are accustomed to wearing, the undressed feeling around Otto and Garfiel is inferior to Subaru. Regardless of Garfiel with a sinister face at the neck tightness, Otto sucks to see remarkably the funny nature of a windy otto that he hasn't been able to wear but hasn't noticed. Are you going to make me laugh?

The usual attire, including Frederica and Clind, is formal. I don't know about the lambs lining up there with maid clothes, too, as a matter of course, but Svalbard held his breath when he looked right next to the lamb.

There's a girl with blue hair in the form of letting her sit in a chair.

Of course, I'm not awake. She stays asleep. Still, I hate the care I'm taking you out to this place and letting you sit in rows in the form of rams escorting you. Whose idea was it, I thought Ram seeing this one on Doya's face was hateful.

If my gaze goes any further, I have Petra who will be proud of her dressed self.

A young Petra, but the girl who has increased her glamour with her dress shines an unbeatable glow on Beatrice and Annelose. It's supposed to be just a village girl, but what kind of stage bravery is that?

Beatrice next door is the usual outfit too, but the look on Subaru's face looked somewhat soft. On my slightly reddish cheeks, I remember what happened in the holding room and Svalbard gets smaller and more embarrassed.

And on the front-,

――――

In the form of waiting for Subaru, a silver-haired girl was looking at this one.

Dressed in a courtesy dress, Emilia enchants Subaru with a radiance completely different from her usual girlfriend.

Amethyst eyes embedded with gems in silver hair as brilliant as moonlight. The tremblingly neat look tied her lips and saw her nervous in front of her important ritual.

The outfit, on a daily basis, reinforces the sobriety that Subaru feels for Emilia in a way that resembles a witch's garment and the nobility bordered by gold burns the nobility and solemnity of this liturgy so painfully into the consciousness of the beholder.

The moment I put her figure in my sight, some floating feeling until then quieted in an instant.

The emotion that seemed to boil in the back of my mind loses its remnants and all but Emilia disappears from the ends of my consciousness.

That's not to take lightly the linemen who watch over the ritual.

It's just, what do I have to do in this place of liturgy, who do I have to look at, where my mind rests?

Even if it wasn't put into words, it was just clearly understood by heart.

――――

No one has instructed him to do anything, and Subaru steps out to be guided.

There was no sound on the carpet with long hairy feet, nor the weight of the knight sword lowered to his waist. Now forget, as heartless as it floated in heat, but with a heart as calm as an ocean of tears, beneath Emilia.

Nor does the storm of gaze that can be showered shake one heart now.

Nothing that ripples Subaru's mind apart from Emilia's every action in front of him now.

Walk close enough to reach before Emilia.

Standing on a slightly higher altar, Emilia hardens her beautiful cheeks to tremble. Before the scene, Subaru knelt on the spot.

Lie on one knee and drool your head.

The manners of liturgy conveyed in words to Garfiel are moving my body horribly softly. I feel the heat of my gaze pouring from overhead as I meditate.

In a sensation of forgetting to breathe, Subaru raised his face as he was bounced off his skin by a pleasant sense of urgency, removing the knight's sword that was lowering to his waist.

Slightly heavy. Lift it up respectfully and pull it aside in front of your chest.

The eyes of Subaru and Emilia, of different colours, lit up the same colour glow, in a brilliantly lit filled light in the flaming red of the candlestick.

――――

Subaru gently offers his sword to Emilia as he burns the beauty of the sword released from his sheath into his eyes.

I saw a knight's sword that was made to be listed, and Emilia's lips trembled at what was the only emotion.

But retaining the spiritual spirit that was about to spill away, Emilia retained herself that was about to be pushed away by the wave of emotions.

And then the stretching white fingertip touched the knight's sword, lifting it heavier than thought and loosening it, the cutting tip turned to the ceiling.

The beauty of Emilia setting up the sword - holding onto her desire to see it, Subaru drips her head again and glances at both eyes.

It is the sword, which is the pride of the knight, which is offered before Emilia, and the body and neck, even in the sense of indicating the knight itself.

――――

Dedicated to the Lord, the life of a knight.

Emilia's lips and eyes sway again at the appearance of Subaru showing it. But the next tour is about the moment. No pulled lips, no eyes looking straight ahead, no hesitation anywhere.

The cutting edge that comes down touches Subaru's left shoulder.

The belly of the sword was over his shoulder, and Subaru almost groaned unintentionally at its weight. The heavy pressures are nothing more than physical, but spiritual.

Perhaps the feeling that struck Subaru in spite of it was the 'pride' itself that every knight should bear.

Now, at this moment, Natsuki Subaru also understood for the first time.

The cuttoe touching the left shoulder now moves to the right shoulder.

Taste the same weight, but the cold of the sword you feel over the courtesy clothes won't go away this time.

Naturally, the most important moment of the ritual is the first time in this way.

――――

――――

The silence falls into the great hall.

No, even then, the large hall was full of tranquility. Until then, however, the tranquility was a quiet with a noisy enthusiasm that conceived slight excitement.

But the silence at this moment is not the same heat as it was before.

Excitement and enthusiasm are real silences to visit, leaving everything behind.

It is a tranquillity that descends equally into the hearts of both Emilia and Subaru, and of all those seated in the line watching.

The right to break it has only been given to one person on this occasion.

"- to the sun overlooking the dazzling world. To the stars watching the world fall asleep. To the wind, to the water, to the earth, to the light, to the Spirit full of everything."

Silence is broken.

Emilia's lips spin out a liturgical celebration as she sings.

"- To a great world that accepts you, nurtures you, and sends you out"

Tremble. My heart trembles.

What is it in Subaru's mind that the roots of his teeth begin to fail to match?

Even chasing your confused mind is worse.

Now I just want to be drowning in the sound of a bell in her mouth.

"- To that pride that supported you, made you, built you"

I can feel the heat of my gaze increasing, being bathed right from the front.

enthusiasm that is likely to burn from the inside of your body.

Subaru just waits for the time of inquiry as his heart plays the frenzy he wants to shout out.

"- May everything that watches over you have a proud, shameless way of supporting you in the world that nurtures you. Don't be afraid, don't be shy, don't get lost, stay in your mind."

The celebration ends.

I get an inquiry.

This is the end of the ritual. The last question is, Subaru doesn't know the answer either.

But...

"- Can you swear that you will protect yourself from this more than at this time, as with everything that surrounds you, with that willingness but with that will?

- My heart knew what to answer Emilia's query.

"To the sun, to the stars, to the world, to pride - and"

Let us express our readiness and gratitude for what is here now, for everything the congratulations have told us.

And before he speaks his vows, Subaru conjures up someone in his brain who has to convey a thank-you without a multiplier.

So naturally, my lips spinned the word.

- I swear to my father, to my mother, to both of us.

――――

"I will protect you. Make your wish come true. - My name is Natsuki Subaru."

I looked up.

The sword is still right next to your right cheek. But I can't even see the glow of the sword.

Now I just see the purple blue glow staring at each other.

"Emilia. - Just you, knight."

"- Yeah."

Answers to the words I told you.

Emilia's eyes moisten into a wave of impenetrable emotions.

But Emilia barely embraced it, which seemed to overflow, and removed the cut that was on Subaru's shoulder.

The sword is reoriented as it is, and Emilia offers a knight's sword to Subaru.

With both lifted hands he received it with humility, and the knight's sword was again laid into the sheath.

Returning the knight's sword to his waist, Subaru looks up to Emilia as he kneels.

Seeing Emilia pull her jaw slightly, Subaru stood up.

And

"Now, Emilia, you look super horny in that outfit."

"Idiot."

- The majestic signs of the ritual broke, and Emilia looked red and tongued out.

Colorful dishes are now lined up on the table brought into the great hall.

Dinner parties in the form of a standing meal, regardless of their identity or position, had face-to-face face-to-face seating in the ceremony of the Knight's Symphony earlier, presenting a little get-together-like outfit.

"This one's had the highest level of nervousness of his life, and you're in a good position, guys."

With such a far-sighted look at the dinner party, Subaru, who went out on the terrace, is in the wind at night.

The dishes with the dishes taken out of the table and the drinks are placed on a nearby fence, but their serving has not changed since earlier.

Dinner and drinks are hard to get through your throat.

Still, the feeling of the top being lit from my neck doesn't go away.

My stomach is clamoring for hunger, but somehow my breasts are full and my diet doesn't go through my throat any more than that.

――――

At the edge of his sight, Petra, out in front of the hall, performs a little dance in her dress. It is a dance of its kind that will be unveiled at the Festival of the Village of Aram, etc., but it is not inferior to whether Petra is adding an arrangement or whether she has entered her own hall and is not inferior to the noble mansion.

Beatrice is the one who's drawn to her like that and she's taking awkward steps with a red face. I am desperate to pierce my faceless and untouched, but Subaru hasn't missed trembling without overwhelming my ears and nostrils.

As always, it would be in the form of a Beatrice that Petra would not be able to empathize with.

Subaru took the glass beside him as he loosened his cheek to rarity. Barely enough room in my mind to dampen my tongue. Although I still can't reach Meatpie, a co-production of Garfield and Frederica.

"- Subaru, I was here"

A voice calling Subaru, who kept his weight on the railing and was looking up at the sky to the contrary. If you lower your gaze, it is the fairy of the moon in the moonlight that increases its beauty that stands in the front.

"Not Emilia Tan. I thought you were an angel."

"Say something weird again. Are you a little drunk?

"I'm a minor, so I don't drink. If you're drunk, you're drunk with the atmosphere and yourself."

"Look, I knew you were drunk"

By the way and Emilia laugh, Subaru frowns at her unusual appearance.

And seeing the white skin peeking from the clear dress - slightly red stained on the nods and cheeks - made sense of Emilia's attitude.

"Oh, my God, Emilia Tan. Before I was drunk or not drunk, Emilia Tan was drinking more."

"I didn't drink -. Because I handed out sweet fruit drinks. I don't drink and get weird winds."

"Mon, you're adorable"

Emilia, pointing her lips, has completely lost sight of her solemnity during the ritual.

I mean, there's just one girl out there who's just even cute.

"Hey, Subaru. Why are you alone here?

"Mm-hmm, just like I said. The atmosphere and I was drunk with myself."

It was a minor answer, but it is not a full answer or an untargeted answer.

In fact, I can't spit out what I put up in my chest, what else to say except I'm soaking up that I was hitting the wind alone at night.

Of course, I can't tell anyone that clearly.

"Maybe you regret it...?

"That's never all. You're gonna get mad, Emilia."

"Yeah, that was my fault now. I'm sorry. But I'm glad."

With her cheeks red with a sigh of drunkenness, Emilia steps to Subaru, packing the distance.

Next to Subaru, who deposits his weight on the railing, Emilia lines up in the same way. The shoulders and shoulders of each other nearly touched each other, and Subaru's body became cuckoo hot even though it was over the clothes.

"Subaru. Ritual of the Knight's Symphony, I'm sorry for suddenly mentioning it. I've been preparing myself, so I thought Subaru knew exactly what I was doing."

"No, I didn't realize. Maybe I was an asshole. Now I think Emilia Tan regularly says, 'Subaru, are you practicing properly? He asked me if I was mistaken on the spot."

Emilia assumed Subaru knew, and had properly confirmed her progress.

Subaru was the only one who didn't realize it, appropriately clinging to the spot, not sure what Emilia had told him, and just trying to fix another thing.

Besides, regarding the content of the ritual,

"The Roswar bastard is bad. I mean, he's bad for everything that's been going on in general these days. You've been doing a little too much lately to embarrass me."

"I think Roswar has been like that for a long time... but I do feel like you're hanging on Subaru a lot more than before. Maybe you want Subaru to take care of it."

"That's a terrible imagination, Emilia."

Exactly. That's what a man named Roswar wants to avoid because he won't be able to save any more.

Outside, I'm not kidding. When Subaru looks sinister at the answer, Laughing Emilia waves in an easygoing manner, "If you're kidding,"

"I'm sure Rosewar just lost his mastery and doesn't know what attitude to take. I'm sure I'll settle down just like before in a little while."

"I don't know if it makes me feel like I have no reflection on settling in the same way I did before... well, I don't know if it's better than being extremely changed and lost in the way I treat you"

Better than the best. Seems like a passive option, but for one thing, I'll convince you with that.

That's how a paragraph goes into the story, and Emilia tilts the glass next to Subaru. It's what she's had in her hands since the beginning, but if Subaru's predictions are correct, it's fruit liquor.

I feel that Emilia's brooding additions and subtractions will go further, and I am irritated by the strange feeling of wanting to see it in horror.

"Hey, Subaru."

"What? You want to take it off 'cause the booze's turning and it's getting hot? This isn't a good place. All right, let's change places. Let's do that."

"Sorry. I don't know what you're talking about. Not really."

Emilia turns a slightly tighter eye to Subaru, where paranoia has led the way. shriveled to that gaze and lowered her head, she chined the large hall that could be seen from the terrace,

"Guys, you look like you're having fun."

"Yeah, right. I made it a noble mansion, I even handed it over to a servant. It's a standing party and it feels at-home, doesn't it? As a small citizen and a common man, it's an ideal sight."

"Yeah, I think so too. Wow, I think this is a nice view."

Subaru realised sideways that his purple blue eyes bore mercy and envy.

What Emilia sees through those eyes may be slightly different from what Subaru sees. I'm sure Emilia sees in this sight a peaceful time with no difference in identity or race.

That's a completely different perspective from the way Svalbard looks at things that look at only the superficial part.

I'm looking at the same thing, but I'm thinking something different.

Subaru doesn't think it's a bad thing that it's so different.

"What's wrong, Subaru? You look so sweet."

"I don't know. Emilia, maybe you'd like to see the same thing."

"Really? Yeah, I'd be glad if Subaru thought it was all the same to me"

"I don't know. Maybe not there. I don't think so."

Here, Emilia's gaze turned toward Subaru. Feeling that gaze, Subaru was just loosening his lips as he looked to the front.

Seeing that smile, I can see Emilia nodding convincingly, too.

It's the moment when something hard to say gets through and I'm convinced that's all right.

"Uh, Otto's bastard. Too many feathers off, nothing would make you less resistant to booze."

In the middle of the great hall, Otto, provoked by Garfiel, pours a glass full of liquor that looks expensive at once. A glass was placed on the table to tap, and a round of applause was given to Otto, who braved his drink brilliantly.

But at the next moment Otto's neck to top stains bright red, and the momentum as it is now turns bright blue from neck to top. A change of color like a signal, Garfiel took on the otto shortly afterwards, and rushed out of the great hall.

"I think I'm going to the bathroom."

"Otto, are you okay? He was reacting like a wild dog who ate poisonous mushrooms in the woods..."

"Once you swallow to the limit, for the first time, people know who they are when they grow up, Emilia Tan"

"Really?

"No, I don't either."

I'm a minor.

Besides, was the liquor that Otto would have put right back in after drinking, how fancy was it? I don't even think cheap liquor and mass-produced products are in line for this banquet.

When he sends his gaze as he and Subaru glance, Roswar, who notices it visibly, raises a glass. Even today, Clown Makeup's Borderline Uncle drinks the same liquor into his body without difficulty as Otto turned his eyes. It would be a matter of Piercing Loch winning, or getting used to it.

"... right, Subaru. I need you to listen to me."

"That's an odd encounter. I need to talk to Emilia, too."

I whispered so that Emilia could only hear Subaru, breaking the silence that had fallen all the way down. Pulling his jaw at it, Subaru switches his body while keeping his weight on the railing.

Emilia, who turned around at the same time, stared at each other at such a distance that it would take exhalation, and Subaru slowly lowered back. but

"Don't run away"

Emilia's hands hold on to the separating Subaru.

One step, the distance we were supposed to take was half a step, instead we were supposed to pack each other's distance. On Subaru's chest, he hits Emilia's forehead with momentum.

I rushed to pull myself back, but Emilia grabbing the hem of the courtesy didn't allow it.

"What, Emilia Tan? I'm glad I'm in this position, but I'm nervous to talk."

"I'm nervous too because I've never told anyone such an important story. We must be each other."

"Oh, I think one of me wins..."

I desperately try to delude myself with the bitter laughter I made, but I can't keep Emilia from looking up.

Subaru hides Emilia from the Great Hall in a squeaky move, feeling Emilia's hot body temperature, at least trying to relieve only her own tension that solidified all over her head.

I can see them hugging each other as they stay sideways. With a slight repositioning, from the Great Hall, Subaru should only look at the night sky with his hands on the railing and spinning the poem.

"My hindsight worries have disappeared, and let me hear everything"

"... then tell my knight an important story. Why am I being invited by Roswar to participate in the King's race? That, the story."

――――

That's the part that has never been spoken to Subaru from Emilia's mouth before.

And I'm sure it will also be content to connect to the graveyard's 'trials' - the sights of her past - that she was frustrated over and over again to overcome.

Breathtaking, Subaru looked down at Emilia in her chest.

The gaze that bumps into each other. When he sees himself in Emilia's eyes looking up, Subaru, ready, pulls his jaw.

"Originally in the Ellior Forest, before I froze, my mother and I... the same elves lived together."

Tells a story that is colored by gentle memories and sad thoughts.

While holding onto each other, Emilia conveys an awkward old story to Subaru with all her heart.

Emilia, who doesn't know her parents. Fortona who loved Emilia on behalf of her parents. Village people gently embraced Emilia mother and child with no place to go. And such a group of people named witchcraft who were unwittingly assisting them, and a person named Juice.

Even in a restricted world, Emilia lived her days surrounded by mercy and kindness.

What happened the day the Elior Great Forest froze, which ruined all of it.

The outrage of witchcraft and the witch and the Archbishop of the Great Crimes named Pandora, who appeared. Fortna or juice tragedy to the emergence of the Warcraft Black Snake. Emilia lost her mother to the woods by continuing to keep her promises. And a pack I met the moment I woke up with a long time that was icy.

"Puck's been waiting for me, he's been looking for me, and that's what he said. Then, as the word goes, protect me, you stayed with me. He's still waiting for me when I'm woken up in this demon ore.... That's all I know."

"It's not like you and Pac are gonna have words, is it?

"Stay asleep. But that's not because Pack refuses to sign with me. I don't think it's because this demon ore doesn't work as a keepsake for the awakened pack. I can't accept it unless it's a finer, colorless demon ore. All you have to do is find that stuff and hang it up... and you'll see your face again."

Emilia's neck, where there is a blue demon ore processed into the shape of a pendant.

It's part of a giant demon ore that was sealing Rhus Mayer, but it's not enough to keep the pack sealed. It doesn't convey the will of the sleeping spirit here.

I just said that my help in the first war with Garfield was really my last favor.

"I found out about the pack. But when it comes to the king's race,"

"Pac and I spent a lot of time in the frozen woods. Sometimes, I used to show my face to a village near the woods, but I don't think it was very welcoming."

How much isolation Emilia calls' not really 'is out of her imagination. And Emilia wouldn't want to talk about that separation either.

"Roswar has come... maybe not a year yet. But all of a sudden, me and Pack were amazed."

"Well, I'd be surprised if such a man with makeup showed up all of a sudden."

"That's true, too, because I was suddenly in the woods where no one was supposed to be able to come in. He welcomed me back from the village in the square as a matter of course. In the usual way, welcome back..."

"Well..."

You must have been surprised.

I will not comment further on the poor character of Roswar, but when I think of Emilia and Pack's mood at the time, the surprise of the moment creeps in.

"Puck's already pissed off and angry... I've been fighting with Roswar for almost the entire morning and evening. Now I'm glad Rosewire didn't freeze."

"She smiles cute, but I don't think that's where she laughs"

"I wonder. So while Pac and Roswar were fighting each other's demands, we finally talked..."

"Roswar invited Emilia Tan on condition of melting forest ice..."

Emilia rounds her eyes to Subaru, who precedes her conclusions.

Subaru smiled bitterly at Emilia's reaction.

"You can tell by listening to what I just told you. I caught it in front of me, and I caught it in my ear. But..."

With Emilia then and now, there has to be a different part of the perception.

Previously, she said that the freezing of the Elior Great Forest was beyond Emilia's power, that working with the pack could not melt the ice.

However,

"If it was old Emilia who froze the forest, wouldn't the forest ice melt with her own hands?

"... yeah, that's what I thought too. But I'm sure I can't."

"Why?"

"Just the same power as me in memory, because I don't seem to get out any way right now"

Subaru frowns at the anxious, but convinced, words of Emilia.

Emilia in memory - if it was as it was told, its power was just overwhelming the people. So much so that even a witch named Pandora can't even find a counter-attack gap before that power.

What does it mean that that power is not in Emilia, who has regained her memory, to Emilia, who has awakened?

"But you fought the Great Raven without a step."

"You don't have to rely on the pack or the children of the slight spirits, but the magic has certainly become available. But that's all. I can't pull that power out."

――――

As she mourns her helplessness, Emilia grips both fists and then shakes her neck sideways without force.

Subaru was ashamed of the disappointment in herself because of her expression of disgrace at the lack of power.

No other Emilia regrets her present. Knowing that, Subaru also has the idea of blaming her again, something like that can't be allowed.

And Subaru doesn't want Emilia to be strong.

"OK, that's all I blame myself for. Let's get back to it. Emilia, for one thing I'm convinced that Tan can't melt the ice... then how can Roswar melt it?

…………

"Emilia, if you can't do it, even with a pack, you can't do it with extreme stories, even with Roswar. No matter how amazing Roswar is as a wizard, he's not ten or twenty times as powerful as Emilia Tan. Then why?"

"It's not like Roswar himself has the power to melt the ice. It's just that Roswar knew the possibility of melting the ice... and he just told me that"

"Melt the ice, possibilities?

The possibility of melting a forest that cannot be melted with the help of the Great Spirit, with the help of the Supreme Wizard, or with an icy witch who ice marinated the forest - what the hell is that?

"Dragon's, blood"

――――

"Dragon bloodshed that heals a land that has damaged the right way by giving abundant grace to the earth. With that power, I'm sure you can melt the ice in the forest."

"Emilia, but it's..."

When I kill a dragon, is that what this is about?

Do you mean to sacrifice the existence of a dragon who has been watching over the Kingdom of Lugnica for so long to save his own homeland, the forest?

For a moment, Subaru's biggest suspension past the back of his brain. But...

"No, Subaru. It doesn't matter if it's just a drop of dragon blood. When famine broke out in Lugnica before, the dragon's blood brought the land back to life. I checked the history books too, so that's for sure."

"What... No, seriously, I was in a bit of a hurry. Because if I imitate killing a dragon..."

It is sealed with the power of a dragon, will the 'witch' be unleashed?

――――

Subaru forgets to breathe, as he was anxiously entangled inside his chest.

Witches we met at Echidna's Tea Party. And 'The Jealous Witch' sent Subaru out at the last moment. Subaru has not forgotten its existence.

I'm not forgetting the determination of the moment to break up.

But that is something that should not be unleashed.

It must not exist, such as to be liberated into the world.

It is an indisputable fact that instincts are appealing.

"The royal family of Lugnica has the opportunity to talk to the dragon when they exchange covenants with him. The Royal Castle is home to a few drops of blood from the Dragon Volcanica. I want to be king and rely on that power."

"So, you're in the king's race..."

"... I told you before. He said he was in the king's race for some awfully selfish reason. That's what I just said, my selfish reason"

It was a word that included a grin, but it was a smile like a reversal of anxiety.

In fact, Emilia's eyes as she looks up Subaru in her chest are anxiously slightly shaken.

What Subaru says, what he thinks of Emilia's readiness, he's a frightening face.

To the extent that it seems so disturbing, it seems fine to think that the presence of Subaru can be difficult to move within Emilia.

"It's okay, Emilia. I don't want to be disillusioned."

"... Subaru"

"I'm not thinking about fattening my own stomach because I took it personally. If you have the means to help the people you want to help, and you don't dye your hands at the evil of stealing or anything, and you want to take a position that you can use in a legitimate way, you can't be blamed."

Laughing to reassure you. But Emilia's expression still doesn't clear.

I also know Subaru. The words Emilia wants, they're not what they are now.

If more of her heart were to give her the heart she was looking for,

"Is Emilia Tan atrophied thinking that her cut is inferior to the rest of the candidates or something like that?

"-"

"That's the one who said the lawn next door looks blue. Well, Mr. Krusch was good in character and purpose, but try to remember Mr. Anastasia and Priscilla. That wasn't why I was praised, actually."

Greed and selfishness, two candidates who challenged the king's race on that grounds.

Subaru could not be on the spot, but what noble reason did Felt give to challenge the king?

Emilia's desire to save someone can never be inferior to them.

"And no matter how you felt at first, you're not still like that, are you?

"... how do you know?

"You were just watching the Great Hall with tender eyes. If you look at that, you'll see."

What was happening in the great halls of the Milord family was the sight of people and subpeople in contact with nobles, civilians and servants, indivisible in their identities and races.

Subaru called it ideal, and Emilia took it with an admirable eye.

Subaru has no doubt what color flames are lit in Emilia's mind right now.

"If that sight is meant to be seen, I'll help. I think that's good, too. Emilia, if that's what you're trying to do, you're not gonna let anyone get in the way."

"Really... are you going to help me?

"Earlier, Emilia, what do you think I swore to you? You don't have to be so anxious, you need to rely on me before anyone else. I'll help you with anything you can, and if you don't know, we'll twist our heads together."

――――

Breathtaking, Emilia's eyes shake the loudest ever.

I don't know what to say, shivering lips can't put that heart into words clearly.

"- Yeah."

So Emilia, she just whined one word.

And smile.

- That's enough, Subaru thought.

"Ugh, the stray is clear"

To put it all out, Subaru tilts the glass he was putting on the railing all at once. Then he grabbed the meat pie, which had cooled completely, and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

A delicious taste that won't fade even if it cools and the texture of a mellow and crumbling pie. I see, it's excellent that Garfield just speaks confidence and luxury.

"Subaru, if you eat so fast, you'll get stuck in your throat."

"Emilia, if you're going to say 'ahem', I'll taste it and eat it one bite at a time."

"I think I did that for you when Subaru was tired before..."

Subaru smiled bitterly at Emilia's answer, pulling her hand toward the Great Hall.

Emilia, whose arms are drawn, looks up at the sky only once, then follows Subaru's escort into the Great Hall side by side.

The feast is still on the way, the main guest returns and the fever returns with him.

Garfiel, who had returned with a snaggy otto, was smothered from the front to the back by two Fredericas and Rams trying to drink.

The inconsistent dance between Petra and Beatrice is also a climax, and Beatrice is also willing to lose to Petra, who sweats on her forehead.

Annerose looks unhappy that Subaru was with Emilia, and Clind fingers her swollen cheeks to anger the Lord.

Crowes and Roswar are next to each other, beating each other in the glass so as to restore the pattern to the old knowledge, tilting the glass.

"Nice sight, Emilia."

"Yeah. I'm sure this is my ideal sight. I won't forget."

You're right, let's make it an unforgettable night.

For now, it's the most prominent spot in the Great Hall, and it's a disturbance to two dance girls.

Because I don't know the steps or anything, but I'm sure the fun feelings are common.

Appropriate and cod steps, the knight and the witch - the new chief took in confusion and laughter.