Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

A quarter as a blood connection. As for the substantive involvement, it was my relationship with Grandpa Shit (Georg) that I could say was almost non-existent.

I was initially expected as a trace of the Steinbert family, but they immediately abandoned me because the contents were inside me after my repeated sorcery rampage. I was branded as a loser.

Honestly, I didn't care about the inheritance. It's not like I wanted to inherit the Duke's house.

I was just upset that I couldn't admit it. I'll pay you back one day, what did I think?

So here's what I'm gonna say to the situation.

"Sumo."

I've been scattered and abandoned. That's about it, can I say it?

I said that facelessly to a man with about a quarter of the connections, who is being held across the lattice door.

Nothing, I told you to look at it in words, but I'm not happy to let go of my conviction. I just thought you'd look down on people and be worthy of the end of those who have used them.

Grandpa, who is held in captivity so that he can't make any extra moves and can no longer use magic, looks up at me and adds more wrinkles to his face.

The hateful gaze had a killing intent on it, but I guess I lack both feelings and interest in him.

Besides, I can't do anything in this situation right now. If we're going to do something, the watch will fly. I'm even wary of seeing you, so I thought I'd let you get away with it. First of all, it can't be.

"I wish I had been the Duke's head and satisfied with the seat at the top of the House of Magic. That's what happens because you give out greed, Greedy."

If I had grown up without doing anything, I would have had a full life span. This happened because I tried to take over the country with greed, I think he's a pathetic guy to make.

Anyway, you'll be picked up in less than a decade. I wish I was harmless.

"Shut up."

"I don't get it, I don't know what I'm thinking. You thought about that because you have half the power."

"I will have power with you! Why didn't you give me that power from the start, if you did...!

... what will it be because I let it out?

I guess I'll just be pawned by you anyway, I'm sorry for that. How can you go along with your nasty ambitions?

Besides, I didn't have the strength from the start.

"Don't let the guy who immediately abandoned you say it sounds great. Mostly, it didn't happen from the beginning. Thanks to Liz, I can handle magic."

He's an ironless, stupid guy in a weird place with a clever habit.

I still think it's a fool's business to run a sorcery rampage and stick it out of control and punch it in the head. Besides it was all scratched up.

Besides, when you transfer magic - you do rare things and dilute your magic? Even though there are a limited number of people who can transfer themselves, you can do it fine.

I've conceived a lot of danger, my sorcery exercises, and you even accompanied me to that practice.

That's not all.

... I'm sure he's saved a lot. Magic is now available. Now it's funny. Even to my parents...... well I'm not very happy in the direction but now I can be admitted.

He gave me a lot of stuff.

He told me to pay back my old loan with interest. My debts and interest just swell. I should probably give it back a little bit.

No, I don't want to borrow it, but I want to reward him. You confronted me inevitably, Liz.

"I don't care about your ambitions, and I don't want to know.... but don't think you have a future when you get Liz involved and hurt. You should spend the rest of your life regretting it."

The day is not far from the execution. Until then, reflect on your actions. Well, I wouldn't think about it.

I disappear from the front of the iron lattice without reacting to my angry, desperate eyes.... because I don't have a grandfather anymore.

And I had another errand, so I would never get out of the dungeon, but I would take one person and move around the dungeon... maybe I was right not to bring him in.

Jill, walking one step behind me, leaned all the way down. You don't even try to exchange words with me.

Jill doesn't even like me anymore, and I don't want to talk about it. I hear he's off guard. I told you, I don't give a shit about him and I don't have that kind of feelings.

Well, that's me being recognized as having no problem keeping Liz, but I don't have a conversation with Jill about that kind of problem right now.

Perhaps anger or sadness.

Is your bowels boiling back to the person you're heading to now, or are you worried about killing your father?... Sounds like both of them.

Well, Liz seems to have forgiven me, so I'm not so worried. Liz seemed to be creepy. Jill must have done something around her face that was slightly reddish.

"... here we are"

It's getting harder, but I just got to my destination, so I say to Jill, fortunately.

Slowly, Jill looked up.

Oh, this is a pattern that touches the scales. Who, the fool in front of you, not me?

"... Oh, Miss Lisbeth's squire, is that you?"

The Earl's son, shackled in the cell, lifted his face, largely, up the edge of his mouth.

Slowly aligning her gaze with Jill, she laughs. Wonder where I can afford that.

Though not a mastermind, this idiot, who was trying to turn Liz around and wield a wolf, has been imprisoned.

I also felt like there was a little Velph's personal affection in it, but it's His Majesty's decision, so it's not a problem. Your Majesty seems to like Liz, too.

Execution is the only way to avoid it, but it's not a conversion. If you suck, you'll be banished from the country and spent the rest of your life in jail... and this guy doesn't look like he cared about reflection either. I guess it's just stupid though.

Jill didn't look like she cared about the Count's son's reaction, either, no expression. That's crazy at this point, because Jill can't possibly be angry.

"Do you know what you did to Master Liz?

Jill inquires with a flat voice. Unlock the entrance to the cell and go inside.

I borrowed the key only from this guy. I don't know why, but guess what.

I explained the situation to the soldier who had the key and he lent it to me comfortably. Or maybe it was because of Jill's fear of the atmosphere.

I was not allowed to unlock the locker and enter, but I have been given permission for reasons that make me throw up a lot. I also feel that His Majesty, who allowed the torture of his lower back, which does not seem to have any particular information, is His Majesty.

His Majesty seems sorry to hear that Liz was about to attack him. I guess that's why you allowed this.

The Count's son seemed surprised by Jill's intrusion, but apparently he's treading that he can't do anything, leaving room intact.... Me, I don't know, 'cause I'm backstroking Jill for that extra second.

"... I didn't do anything. Oh shit, that was a shame... if I'd tied it up well, it would have been my thing."

"You...!

I felt frustrated when I said something incredible, and more than that... you idiot, I wanted to go in there.

You're on your own path to ruin, don't you understand?

"Really?"

Jill replied pale everywhere. On the contrary, my inability to see my emotions fuelled more fear. An emotion-disrupting, but grievously impressionable look would never appear to Liz.

"You ask one thing. Do you prefer to expose yourself to life or death?

"is,"

Before the reply came back, Jill waved.

The hem of the robe flicks and the silver flashes. What I could barely see was that the white blade went toward the Count's son, who could afford it at a rate that slipped through his eyes.

Gah, the sound of piercing something stiff sounds in the cell.

The knife was not rolling on the floor but stabbing at the stone wall. Involve the Earl's son. Well, correctly, there's a smaller gap between the earl's son's body and his pinky fingernails, and a few knives have stopped him from sewing his clothes to the wall and the floor.

I felt a magical reaction in traces, so I probably sped it up with wind sorcery or something. Still, it's threatening to stab him in the stone wall. Horrible control, or strength, or endurance of a knife?

... Think about it.

This guy, though insulated, is the youngest son of the Savannah family. He is a man who has been educated to serve Steinbert.

The Savannah people have been educated since childhood to escort and do things behind them.

... There's no way Jill, who was born in that house, can only do magic.

"My failure to protect Master Liz is my downfall. That was my lack of power there. I should have disabled you in an instant and killed the man who was holding Ruby."

Pale, whining without discouragement, Jill.

... Liz, you've made a good man of yourself.

"Now, protect. For that reason, I think it's a good idea to say no to the worries of the hindsight."

"Jiru, please, don't overdo it. Stop him from seeing Liz in bloody blood or something, it's too splatter."

"Master Liz will accept even if my hands are dirty."

'Cause that's not what it means to move on and get your hands dirty.

"I know. I don't even want to like it....... except for this. It's a small retribution against a man who tried to get his hands on his dear lord."

Jill, who smiled here for the first time, is probably blown out. And it's beautiful.

I had a feeling Jill was going to have a stomachache. Or actually it hurts.

... I can't get my hands on it for a minute of reason. I'd do anything for Liz, this guy. I hear Liz said she'd accept it, so in a way, the limiter's been removed.

I could easily imagine the end of the Earl's son's path, so I'll leave it to him.

Son of a Count, if you turn to your enemies, you turn to your enemies.

I kept my pity on the screams that I couldn't help but hear on my back.