200 (12) Reunion moment

"- What the hell is this all about?

That's what Refraia said on behalf of me, who had no voice at all.

It is the sound of a near explosion, trembling with anger.

"Nothing like this, either. Well, let me just say a few words about what has become a deceptive imitation."

It was the aristocratic youth who sat next to Ai-Fa who responded as such in a strangely frank voice.

I can't take my eyes off Ai-Fa.

"Apparently, the person was Asta the man at Fa's house, a wood-side cook who was making a scene in Accommodation Town saying he was exposed to a bad guy a few days ago. Otherwise, I'd just have to pound my tongue on a delicious dish."

"... what the hell is this all about?

With the same voice, the same dialogue is repeated.

"Ha. Isn't it supposed to be this one that raises doubts about what it means? People in the woods and other identities were sifting through the culinary arms at Uncle Turan's mansion. What the hell is this all about?

"I don't care who you make serve as a cook, it's on my own!

"Yes, yes, you're right. Whether it be the people of Sim or Jagal, in some cases you are also free to let the people of Mahdra and the people of emigration cook. But I can't believe the person who was supposed to have been exposed to the bad guys is cooking at Uncle Turan's mansion. Does this just require a little explanation?

Its loving but strangely roundabout tone was somewhat reminiscent of Camua-Josh.

But the voice lacks the bizarre oldness of Camus, and just seems innocent.

I blurred about such things, blinded by the appearance of I-Fa.

"Actually, I was consulted today by an acquaintance. Apparently, the Asta figure in Fa's house is being held at Count Turan's mansion. I couldn't confirm that with a bitch like myself, so I thought I could use some help. - Of course, I laughed at the fact that it couldn't happen, but no, it really happened."

"... I mean, you tricked me. The woman who named herself the daughter of a merchant with Sim's blood was a forest dweller."

"Yes. I am a folk by the woods, a man named Ai-Fa in the house of Fa. I asked this person in Fa's house, who was more involved than anyone else, to accompany me for confirmation.... You may be rude to say this, but let's be so graceful as not to think of it as a forest folk?

"... So really, the Dareims have the soul guts to poke at the Turan family...?

To the ominous sound of that voice, the servant, too, was to take his gaze away from Ai-Fa.

Refraia remains on the bench.

It's just that instead of that mad girl, as if she had responded to that anger, the martial officer Musul had his hands on the knife pattern.

"Are you going to lay more sins than this, man in the west?"

The voice of Ey-Fa, who never exasperates, quietly elbows Musul.

"Your face is firmly exposed in an accomodation town op-ed. The other guy named Sanjula doesn't seem to be here."

"Who! No one should know this cook is in this hall! Who the hell snitched!?

Refraia banged on the table with her little hand.

Many vessels and glass glasses almost emptied make a dry noise.

"You, Dial... you told the people in Inn Town! If you were me, you'd be fine going down to Dirty Lodging Town!

"Will you stop arguing? I kept my promise to you. Asta came to this mansion hoping from herself, and I couldn't believe what she said."

Dial replied that way with a firm face.

I'm sure he would have been sarcastically surprised when Ai-Fa came into the room, but he must have cut me through the lumps by now.

"Well, I haven't left Castle Town for a step in the past few days, so I couldn't even tell you. In the first place, there were no other people in the Inn Town who tied the edge besides Asta."

"Hmm. Let me assure you that my daughter is innocent. I've been picking up passes for the last few days, so my daughter should have never left Castle Town."

Deal's father spoke for the first time.

It sounds stubborn and shabby enough to deserve that look.

"And you just want to ask from me, too. When you find out that the Asta people there were hired by this hall of your own will, it gives the people of the woods an unnecessary stimulus, so there's no point in saying anything else - but you should have told your daughter those words, right?

The words silenced and Refraia slapped the table even more.

"Then who are you! People who betray their husbands will whip them until they lose their minds!

"I didn't even know who it was. I'm sure he was a loyal man who had the courage not to lay any more sins on his master."

Polearths, who was flickering for a moment at Musul's condition, said so with a grin again.

He smiles that if he did it and just seems innocent, he would be tempted if he turned this on his enemies.

Even though the story was that there was no way the Dalaim people could turn against the Turan people, Polearths had shown himself standing up to Refraia head-on.

"Isn't there something more we should get rid of than that? It would be a terrible scandal if you found out that Uncle Turan's daughter in heaven had helped the people of the town, right?

"Hmm! You can't judge me on the soldiers of Genos anyway!

"Well, what about that? Recently, Lord Melfried, the leader of the Kingsguard Regiment, has made a solemn statement. Even though Uncle Turan's sons were willing to weigh the law of Kamihito..."

"You want to take me and whip me?

and - so the look on Lefreia's face changed again.

Little demon smiles on that face that was rushing through angry hair heaven.

"Right. That might be interesting... what would my father look like if he did"

"... will never match Master Refraia to such an eye"

Musul, a martial officer at the time of the blunt bull, says in a cuddly voice.

Indeed, Refraia exploded his eclampsia.

"Shut up! Who gave you the forgiveness to talk to!? Shut up, Muscle!

Musul drowned his head inadvertently.

Ai-fa says quietly as he sees that he still won't let go of his hand from the knife pattern.

"As far as the treatment of sinners is concerned, there is nothing else left to the laws of Genos. However, Asta will take you home"

"No! I'm not leaving that man until my father gets back!

"What do you think happened to Uncle Turan? Uncle Turan would most likely prefer not to have a wave..."

That's what Polearth said in a lot of confusion.

From beside it, Ai-Fa sees Refraia with perseverance.

"Whatever it takes. If I can get my family home safely for now, that's fine."

"If you can't! Until Father returns!"

"... that's a lot of noise...?

and - the door in the back was opened with heavy tones.

A little old man shows up, taking three soldiers with one majestic stature.

"What the hell is all this fuss... and why is a stranger stepping into my hall...?

It is Cycleus.

Cycleus finally showed up before me.

What the hell kind of night was that, I was going to be dazzled?

It is the look of what I was asking Gazran-Rutim.

When my head does, it's big and my body is as small as a child. Height would be about Lara-Luu at best.

The little body is wrapped around a large white coat. Furthermore, he wears more ornaments than anyone else on this occasion, and if you look only from the neck down it is as vivid as a woman.

But its face, blue and black as a sick man, with countless wrinkles running.

Moribe also has a child monkey-faced figure named Sudra's head, but more shady and sobering than that, both humans and monkeys had separate animal smudging surfaces.

Shinobi's head is so big that she spills her crusty chestnut hair from her barrel hat. Compared to his head, his face was small, and his eyes glowed like needles under his indented eyelids.

Crushed nose, poorly colored lips, skinny but relaxed skin, and only there seems to be a sturdy mandibular skeleton - the more I see it, the creepy man it is.

But I'm sure the creeps aren't caused only by their peculiar appearance.

Like her daughter, her eyes, their prickly lights, their mighty obsession, overwhelm the beholder.

"This, Sir Cycleus... wasn't your return tomorrow morning? I heard that from my father..."

"... I didn't care, so I sifted my last supper to the crowd, and only returned earlier."

Cycleus had a grin on his face that he didn't know how to handle.

It's a smile to cover up your nature and mood, Gazran-Rutim said.

"For what purpose did Lord Polearth visit my mansion? Does that mean you visited this mansion knowing my absence...?

"Me, I've got a little bit of a situation..."

"Are you Cycleus?" cried Ai-Fa sharply, instead of Polearths, who gave a mouthful to you.

"It was a shame to be able to face each other on this occasion. Cycleus, I visited this mansion to bring back the family kidnapped by the bad guys. This man named Polearth has only given me strength."

Whatever the opponent is, he is an eye-fa who does not know that he is frightened.

Cycleus' poisonous needle-blinded eyes looked closely at Ey-Fa.

"You look like a forest dweller wearing the clothes of the people of the west..."

"Whatever. The people of the woods, the people of Pha's house, are named Ay-Pha. This statement today is all to the knowledge of the three chiefs by the woods."

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"The story of the Forestside family being exposed to the bad guys would have been passed on to you as well. In the last few days, Donda-Lou has asked to see you again and again. Still, they say you didn't show up this way just returning the word" put everything in the hands of the guards "- but my family, Asta, was thus captured in your hall. What the hell does this mean?

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"With us, I wasn't all suspicious of you. Instead, he even raised his voice that this might be a nasty conspiracy to tear your friends apart with the people of the woods.... So anyway, until yesterday, I was turning my search hand all over Genos except Castle Town. But the signs of my family Asta and the bad guys lurking were not found in the boarding town, in the Turan district, or in the rural area, so today I was planning to get permission to step into the castle town, no matter what."

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"But it didn't have to be, and this morning, the story broke in that Asta's figure was in the Cycleus hall. So if you look at it for confirmation, Asta was indeed captured in this hall, and even the sinners of those known for their human writings were facing each other. I also hear that it was your daughter who gave the order - was it really something you didn't know?

The expression and tone remained quiet, and the hunter's fire burned in Ai-Fa's eyes.

Soldiers lined up on my left and right swallowing saliva.

"It is the word of the Three Kingdoms that you cannot be recognized as the representative of Genos without ascertaining its authenticity, nor is it the generality of the people by the woods. … Cycleus, I would like to hear your response"

Cycleus moistened his ill-colored lips with a strangely thick tongue tip.

"... my daughter Leflaia found out about her family by the woods...?

"It was the man there who actually put his hands down and the man who would be Sanjula. I hear it was your daughter who ordered it."

"Refraia... this is what more guests than Moribe say... I really can't believe we did that kind of imitation...?

"I just invited this man as a cook. No one has anything to slander."

That being said, Refraia distracted her thin breasts with arrogance.

Cycleus laughs silently.

"But it seems a well-known fact that muscle martial officers there are being arranged as manned sinners. Whoever made the move would never be forgiven for it."

This one was remarkably lacking in glory, and Polearths said the words with a pulling laugh.

Cycleus' poisonous needle gaze slowly turns toward you.

"Lord Polearth... your father and brother should still be in tune with my prepared heart-building dishes at Castel Genos... are you talking about this?

"Of course you don't know many things about that. This is a personal story about someone begging me to help."

"Hmm..."

"Well, that person is also related to Lord Melfried. Lord Melfried can't leave Castle Genos until tomorrow morning, so as I crossed the border, I went out to this mansion with the people of the woods. I haven't been given any position, and I've been bored during meetings."

With a grin on his fuzzy face, Pol Earth's face was turning bright blue.

I am overwhelmed by the inexplicable power of Cycleus.

But before his reason was dissolved, Ai-Fa raised his voice sharply again.

"So what about your response? Outside the castle gate, Donda-Lou and the others are waiting for us to return."

Cycleus took a small breath.

And slowly starts shaking his big head aside.

"... it's Jimon"

"Ha," one of the martial officers following Cycleus advanced.

"Capture Muscle."

"... Are you sure?

"The son of the Dareim, Lord Polearth, will not defame another without a definite proof... first believe the word, and then there will be others who will find out the truth..."

Copy that, sir.

A large martial officer called Zimon looks back at Musul.

At that moment, Musul jumped like a weird bird.

He jumped onto the table in a breath with an unimaginable appearance.

The trampled plate breaks and bright red fruit liquor scatters from the fallen earthen bottle.

That's how Musul bent his fingertips like hook claws and hit Pol Earth.

"Heh heh!," he screamed tall, and Polearth flipped backwards from chair to chair.

Ai-Fa quickly captured Musul's wrist trying to fly there and slapped him from his back to the floor.

Though thick carpet laying, underneath it is probably cobblestone.

Musul groaned like a dying toad, pulling his whole body in fright.

"... I'm not stupid," Refraia throws up cold.

But - I felt a sad look on that face that looked so grumpy, just for a moment, like a child who had mercilessly slapped his precious breeding dog.

"Is Musul the only one guilty? Am I the one who ordered Asta of Fa's house to be invited to the mansion, Father?

Cycleus didn't answer.

Eyes like those poison needles don't even try to see my daughter.

"... reveal the authenticity anyway and dispose according to the laws of Genos... I can't think of any other help, but what is Lord Polearth's idea...?

"Yes! That seems wise! If we lose the trust of the forest people because of this, it will have a huge impact on the future!

He left it upside down on the floor, and still a person named Polearth answered as such.

Cycleus looks back again cursorily eye-fa.

"Then also to the chiefs of the woodland, as such... I swear and say, it is not my intention to put a crack in the relationship with the people of the woodland in this way... but yet the sin of my young daughter will be my immorality as a father..."

With such a dialogue, there was a slight cramping under Cycleus' eyes.

Is that emotion that you're trying to hide - the idea of humiliation?

So you're not involved in this evil behavior, are you?

In the eyes of the hunter, Ai-Fa flickers at Cycleus.

"Whatever... If you were involved in this kind of project, it would be hard to bring someone you know into this mansion... because you are inviting important guests to this hall..."

The valued guests, Deal and his father, were holding their mouths carefully from just a moment earlier, while just glowing their parents' and children's jade colored eyes.

"Also, the phrase" let everything be in the hands of the guards, "only came out of the belief in the power of the militias, and the people of the woods wanted us to do our work in a connected way..."

"Mm-hmm. It did look like the guards of the Inn Town were doing their job without a clue"

"Let's swear in the name of Selva, the Western god... I have no doubt that I am the one mourning this most in this Genos right now..."

In all likelihood, it may have been the heart of Cycleus.

In the sense that I was putting up this conspiracy for an approaching day of talks six days later, but I was caught off the sidelines.

"Right. - Then let me tell the chiefs as they are."

At the feet of Ey-Fa, who responds to the cold, Musul is crept into the ropes.

Refraia mocks her father with tears of remorse.

Cycleus never tries to look at his daughter.

And...

"Okay, I'm leaving, it's Asta."

The voice of Ai-Fa called me.

That's all that makes my heart beat faster when it gets worse.

"Oh, wait a minute. If we're going home, we need to get dressed."

What a dumb dialogue it has been since I stepped foot in this room.

"... I see that you are a foreign-born woodland people who do business in Inn Town...?

So for the first time, Cycleus' eyes looked at me from the front.

What a poisonous look.

It's just visible to its eyes, and it produces poppy on its back.

Seeing a human with such a poisonous glance - probably the second time following the late Zazz-Sung.

"Really, I'm sorry I did that... let me say my apologies again after Musul's sins were bored by the interrogation of the legal officer..."

Though his head was not lowered, Cycleus placed his right hand on his chest and hid his poisonous needle-like eyes on his eyelids.

"Wait! Even Father should try the man's cooking! The man's cooking..."

"... shut up, Refraia..."

With his eyes closed, Cycleus whispered his daughter's words in a low voice.

"I'm disappointed in you... until I give you my forgiveness, I'll keep you company... because I can't spare you the interrogation..."

Refraia shut her mouth, shuddering smugly.

Cycleus opens his eyelids with his back pointed at you.

"You wanted to get dressed. Take care of it that way…"

"Ha," the soldiers holding back on my left and right lay their hands on the door behind me.

"Let us accompany you, too. And before I do, I'd like to ask you to give me back the sword I left you, would you mind?

One of the soldiers brought a splendid long sword from the separate room, following the words of Ai-Fa and the gaze of Cycleus.

Ai-Fa receives that knife offered to Polearth and lowers it to her waist.

Seeing that look, Cycleus finally laughed creepily again.

"This is true, you are a hunter by the woods... no matter how gorgeous you are dressed, the air you're wearing is completely different..."

And yet, how is it that you have brought such a man into the hall, besides the soldiers?

"So can you tell the chiefs by the woods, and how...... tomorrow in Jomtien, that we want to create a place for illustration...?

"Jomtien tomorrow. Admitted. - Oh, there was one thing left to tell you."

And, Ai-Fa stopped and looked at Cycleus.

"For the past four days we've gone around searching for all of Genos except Castle Town, but at last we couldn't capture a man named Sanjula. I hope that his body will soon be captured because he must be one of the men named Musul."

"... accepted..."

Cycleus, who nods deeply, and Leflaia, who is shaking his shoulders, and Deal, who is worried to drop this one off, disappears across the door.

That's how we went down the brick corridor, guided by Chiffon-Cher and the soldiers.

I still don't get a sense of realism about the fact that I = fa is being added to that row.

When I arrived in my room, I told Chiffon-Cher.

"Um, could you two let me and my parents go while I get dressed?

The soldiers, not Chiffon-Cher, accepted better, so I went into the room alone with Ai-Fa.

That way, I turn to Ai-Fa again.

It is ai-fa.

He wears a totally unrecognizable outfit, but is rarely an eye-fa.

An eye-fa in a more vivid outfit than a feast costume by the woods stares at me directly in the front with the usual Rin look.

"Ai-Fa......"

I called that name.

Is this really not a dream?

I = fa can slowly circle his gaze from my face to my feet without changing his expression.

"... no hand wounds or anything like that anywhere?

That lip still asks me that way with a voice that doesn't glance at my emotions.

"Oh, as you can see, the body is better itself."

"... right"

The word I wanted to convey was as much as I wanted.

I'm sorry to bother you, you know, you were okay that way, you know - when words like that crawl up to the top of my tongue, I'm so stuck under my throat again.

"Ai-Fa, I..."

Anyway, I have to apologize.

And thank you.

Still fluffy and comfortable on the ground, I managed to squeeze my words.

That is whispered by a lightly raised Ey-Fa.

Ai-fa was staring at me quietly.

Eventually - I looked up to the sky when I saw the shine of transparency flourishing in those blue eyes.

There's no words. In front of me, those tears spill down my pompous, brown cheeks.

Then Ai-Fa's face suddenly crept up.

Like a kid who's not even old enough.

"Asta......"

That voice calls me again, and that arm cuddles me.

That's how I nodded my face on my shoulder. No, I-Fa started crying out loud.

In an instant, Ey-Fa's tears wet my clothes, and from there, too, Ey-Fa's fever is transmitted.

For the first time in a few days, it was a plush EY-FA.

When I realized it, I was holding my eye-fa body tight with both arms, too.

"Sorry, i-fa...... I'm so sorry"

Ai-Fa doesn't answer, he's crying.

Even though that arm had tremendous force on it, the body seemed to collapse downstairs as it drifted.

That's why I put so much effort into hugging that body.

"Asta... you big fool..."

Hikuhiku shrugged, and Ai-Fa thus uttered all those words.

Having been separated for more than four days, that's how we finally got to reunite.