Chapter 84

In general, how many things do you have at your disposal?

I don’t know, but at least in this life, there are quite a few things that I can do as I please.

Of course, you will have time to discuss your present life only after you kill the Demon King’s bitch who broke the first button, but at least it’s true that the process of working toward it is smoother than you think.

But again, the part that I don’t like is that it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t feel comfortable just because it rolls as planned.

Did programmers say it was a problem even if there were bugs in the program? That’s just the situation.

If you don’t recognize it at all, you might not know, but even though you clearly know that the world is never easy, the fact that you can go this far is rather pressured. It’s even more like a fantasy world where all sorts of different races, divine beings, and bizarre guys who look like transcendents coexist.

Could it be that I am becoming a frog in the well without realizing it? Couldn’t it be that he couldn’t even resist something that suddenly appeared one day and ended his second life?

That kind of insecurity always hangs around and constantly eats at my nerves. This is why I can’t get out of obsessive compulsive disorder.

The reason I can endure it is purely because I live one more time, not because I have a comfortable passive skill like immunity to mental attacks.

Isn’t it a member of society to live with at least one or two know-hows to overcome intangible anxiety?

“These skewers have a truly mysterious taste. Even knowing that they blindfolded poor-quality meat by marinating it in a strong sauce... I keep going.”

“Eat slowly. If you eat something like that too suddenly, your stomach hurts.”

“Hmm. It’s definitely stimulating enough to be afraid of aftereffects.”

However, Esmu, who is in front of his eyes, is not like that. He’s just an ordinary genius.

Being an ordinary genius is a bit absurd, but since there are two reincarnated people from another world nearby, the level of a genius is normal.

Anyway, even if she is a genius, she is living her first try in her life, and because she is a genius, she is easily isolated as she is forced to stand alone in awe and reverence. He even said that he is a promising prospect who is expected to be the best ever.

In such a situation, would it be easier said than done for a person with normal thinking who is neither arrogant nor complacent to anticipate and prepare for new threats every time? Are you in a situation where you don’t have a single person to tell you that you’re having a hard time?

In my eyes, I can only see that he is holding something that is not very different from the loneliness that the hero must have felt. At least she has to endure only one body. What Esmuer has to bear is empire.

“To be born and raised here and still not know these things. It’s really funny.”

The smiling face of Betsy is definitely an ordinary girl.

Even if you are called the iron-blooded princess and are so good at politics that you don’t even dare to do it in reality, you feel the same emotions. It’s not like they’re beings with twisted sensibilities.

Worshiping such a child may be because it is a world with gods, but it is not normal behavior by my standards.

Of course I understand. The problem is that she has been doing her job so well. That is why the high-class knights who do not doubt her and fully trust her, and who are still spread throughout this market, hide their identities and keep their mouths shut.

It wasn’t hard to guess that the reason they didn’t rush out right away was because Esmuier wasn’t giving any instructions.

“How much rest would it be if the person who would lead a country took a break?

“It’s so amazingly accurate that I have nothing to say.”

was it real Esmuer’s meager growth seems to have been affected by his little sleep time.

“He’s so intelligent, how can he not notice?

”

“Then, the opening is now riding a corpse.”

It was Esmuet, speaking in a firm tone and stroking his hair.

He won’t say things like this when he sees me fighting one-on-one. If I hadn’t noticed, I would have died four more times already.

“Why does it feel like the energy of dissatisfaction is welling up in your head?”

“No, do you feel that?”

“Whoa. Well? But it’s certain that there’s a problem that the quick-witted Eldmia needs to solve.”

“to?”

The only thing in front of me is our mansion... but...

Um. Now there is also Ragnis.

As I approached, sweating in my thoughts, Esmuer unexpectedly spoke first.

“Would you like to ride it too? It’s surprisingly stable.”

“Can I think of you as Esmue, not the princess?”

“Of course. He distinguishes between favorable and unfavorable times to open and does not assert his authority.”

“Okay Esmuer. Shall we talk for a minute?”

I dropped off Esmuer and looked at him, but Ragnis didn’t call me out, perhaps because he wanted to talk only to Esmuer.

But unlike the recent appearance, he’s calm... so there won’t be any problems...?

“Lord Eldmia, please talk to me.”

Just as I was about to be relieved, Lenisa, realizing at a glance that I had deceived her, gave me a cold look and grabbed me.

okay. Because you’re wrong, you’re wrong should be sweet