225 ⑥ Too much noise

Cycleus and Silhouel were to be captured as sinners.

But that didn't solve everything.

Hopefully, time passed, and after three days it seemed as if some sort of noise had converged, but I still don't think that a true settlement could have been reached until the sinners were properly tried in the context of interrogation.

But the ritual of interrogation guilty of both names was never executed after three days.

If it were an aristocratic inquisition, it was heard that its preparation alone would take a lot of days, and there was another emergency that had to be put off the inquisition.

Cycleus fell ill.

That's right in front of us.

On the day of the talks, that consciousness had already been lost when the close guards tried to capture Cycleus after Zida pulled the knife.

Immediately, a group of doctors was called from Castle Genos to give a diagnosis that Cycleus' disease was progressing to a serious condition.

You must have suffered mental pain and lost your ability to resist the disease - that was what the doctors told us.

If you move, it could be life-threatening. If Cycleus' life is lost before interrogation, it will also be harder to bring Silhouel to justice correctly.

Therefore, Cycleus was to be nursed as he was being watched in his mansion.

"Nevertheless, all my powers as Count Turan have been frozen, and there is no need to worry, as the Kingsguard Corps is laying a strict surveillance system to keep me out of touch with anyone anywhere."

The day after the talks, it is, of course, Camuire-Josh who has deposited such words from the Marquis of Genos.

Cycleus was nursed by the doctors until his illness settled, and then he was once again transferred to Castle Genos, it seems.

There were further matters to be eliminated.

It is the treatment of Barsha and Zida.

As a survivor of the Bandits, Zida was still to be transferred to Castle Genos after being charged with stepping into the castle town without a pass.

Barsha, of course, is also in the position of an important witness, so there is also the aspect of being protected.

Barsha will be judged only after Cycleus and his men have been judged.

Barsha, who had solidified his readiness from the beginning, followed the instructions of the Kingsguards with a calm expression all the time.

The problem is Zida.

Even after Marquis Marquis Marstein appeared and declared that he would keep any noise on this occasion, Zida did not try to pull the knife that poked at Cycleus.

"If we take these sinners' necks in this place, we won't need to interrogate them!

At first, Zida said so.

If we escaped from this scene together that way, we could save the mother's life - I guess it was the thought.

I couldn't find a word on my back that would make me think of that tragic determination.

Barsha also said, "I'm not saying anything stupid," and all I had to do was stare sadly at that back.

Malstein was stroking his moustache with the face of "You're in trouble," and when Melfried, who received a knife from his men, let his grey eyes glow cold - if left there, either Zida or Cycleus would have to decay on this occasion - Donda-Lou sounded a heavy voice in the hall.

"Zida...... or something, you Masala hunter. Are you going to trample on your mother's readiness?

"Shut up! It's none of your business, you woodland people!

"It has nothing to do with it. This hunter, Barsha of Masala, is a comrade who has consolidated his readiness to fight the same enemy as us."

Donda-Lou said so, looking down at Zida's little figure with a knife up under Cycleus' throat.

I'm sure if it was Donda-Lou, I could have even taken that knife by force - Donda-Lou just kept squeezing the word.

"I just slash and throw away people who are not convenient to me, regardless of the law or the code. Isn't it only in order to impeach a man who is not so proud that your mother has consolidated her readiness to risk her own life?

"It's -!"

"And it was you, Zida, the hunter of Masala, who put your mother in such a predicament."

There was no expression on the side of Donda-Lou, but there was a harsh light on his blue eyes without this.

"If you hadn't left your mother in revenge, neither would Barsha of Masala have chosen such a path. Barsha of Masala chose such a path not to make you a sinner - and to fall prey to his own life, which has planted vengeance on his own son."

Zida's back, wrapped in the hunter's clothes, rocked violently.

"If you accuse sinners of risking your life, your sword will no longer be wet in blood. I'm guessing Balsha of Masala is trying to give you that life for your future, not for revenge.... trampling on the readiness of such a mother, are you going to wet that sword with vengeful blood?

So Zida dropped the knife.

Until the soldiers of the Kingsguard captured me and left the room, Zida was so annoyed that I couldn't confirm until the end what that unexpectedly young face looked like.

"Well, sneaking into the aristocratic hall and sticking a knife in our Lord's neck would be an inevitable place to die if you normally think about it, because the situation was the one. Marquis Genos is not as hard-working as his son, so I guess you can expect some warmth, huh?

Maybe I looked pretty pathetic. When Zida was taken, Camua snuck me in the ear like that.

And there is another human being in captivity, who exists.

It is Zuro-Sung.

When Cycleus and Silhouel, and Zida and Barsha were taken to the Kingsguard, and this seemed to converge for the first time - Zulo-Sung quickly threw himself at Marstein's feet.

"Lord of Genos... I, Zulo-Sung, am also a great sinner who has broken the code of the woods and the laws of Genos... Can I also not let this self be left unto Genos...?

Until then, the people by the woods watched Malstein's extraction with a cold eye, and they uniformly squealed with it.

From there, Graph-Zaza, who burned his eyes in anger, takes a step forward.

"What are you missing, you? Are you afraid they'll cut us off?

"I am not afraid to give my soul back to the woods now... but if the law of Genos recognizes me as a sinner, I think I should be judged by that law..."

Nodding at Marstein's feet, Zulo-Sung said in a powerless voice.

"The people of the lodging town knew that the people of the forest... the people of the Sung family were protected by the nobles of the castle... Still, I hear that their suspicions and anger were cleared up by the judgment of Zazz-Sun and Tay-Sung... Then could Lord Genos and the people of the forest alone regain their pride if this my last great sinner was rightly judged by the law of Genos...?

"But..."

"And... if I am rightly judged, those who are left behind... those who were my former family were not sinners... and rightly allowed by the laws of Genos... can I let them know that way...?

"Hmm," Malstein lifted his long forehead.

Then turn your bright brown eyes back towards the old man who was walking around in the corner of the room.

"It's Zylus, the attorney general. In the light of the laws of Genos, how much can we assume the sins of this Zulo-Sung? I'd like to hear it because it's not a formal interrogation, it's your personal opinion."

"is… more so, since it is the law that was put in place for the people of the woods not to desolate Morga's grace, it does not provide for a formal sentencing… For more than a decade, we have ordered dozens of blood families to abandon their giva hunting jobs and desolate Morga's grace because it would be considered an unequivocal act of treason against Genos… it is still heavier than the crime of death, and it would be foolish to say that ten years of hard labour punishment will be imposed"

"I see. Ten years of hard labour."

Malstein nodded loudly, staring down at Zulo-Sung's rounded back.

"Hard labor is the heaviest punishment in Genos, still harsher than normal labor. Since almost none can live and endure beyond five years, this punishment can only be inflicted on a person who has committed a serious crime that is neither capital nor sufficient.... Then I guess it would still be easier for my fellow Forestside compatriots to strangle me."

"Ten years... in just ten years, you mean my sins will be forgiven...?

"Mm-hmm. It's a tougher, hopeless decade of hard labour than a half-breed slave. In my memory, since Genos was founded, there have been no human beings who have played 10 years of hard work."

"Hope... there is hope... if in ten years time I will be allowed to name the people of the woods again... shall there be more hope...?

Zuro-Sung looked back at us, saying it in a trembling voice.

Although there no longer seemed to be any power left on that saggy face of skin to move his expression properly - I felt like only a few tears were in those little eyes.

Yamir-Ray, Oura, Zwei, Diga, Dodd, Mida - the six former Zuro-Sung sons and wives stare back at him like that without a word.

"It is unclear whether my sins, which have continued to show my blood the wrong way for ten years, will be redeemed in ten years of suffering... if in ten years I can return to the settlement alive... once again, I would like to indulge this treatment of my fellow citizens by the woods..."

"I'll weigh your sins with these eyes."

Graph-Zaza replied that way in a firm tone.

No one tried to differ from it, and Zulo-Sung was to be held captive by Genos' Kingsguards again.

The turmoil on the spot was thus finally to converge.

Marquis Marquis Marstein of Genos gave me a firm promise to make sure that Cycleus and Silel were given a fair trial.

Whichever was the principal offender, there is no significant difference in the gravity of the sin. Death or permanent imprisonment - anyway, it was unlikely that they would gain freedom of movement in the future.

"I have trusted the power of Uncle Turan and have assumed the role of mediator. I guess I am responsible for putting my life to shame because I was to be able to prove that the extraction was wrong.... Until a new mediator is elected, I will be responsible for connecting myself with the people of the woods."

Laughing happily to the end, Malstein said so.

"The people by the woods are no longer irreplaceable compatriots responsible for one wing of the prosperity of Genos. Let me promise you that I will spare no effort to resolve the misunderstandings and discord that have arisen with his compatriots."

I don't know how far I can trust someone named Malstein, who's supposed to be face-to-face for the first time.

But if we cannot trust this person, there will be no place for the people by the woods in the territory of Genos.

In the meantime, the forest chiefs were to be told that they wanted Cycleus's medical condition to remain as it had been until he could recover and begin interrogation.

So - it's us.

Even though they wanted me to stay the way I've always been, there were circumstances that I couldn't quite do that.

The Lord Genos has also given us the words, "I hope you will not fail only to be careful."

What to watch out for?

It was against the "private soldiers" that Cycleus and Silel had.

Both names were captive of the pattern and froze all authority.

Moreover, once the escorts of the Count Turan family were relieved of their duties, they would be able to look into whether they had not been involved in previous incidents, and the militia would be reconstituted under new leaders. It is no longer possible for the Cycleuses to use such soldiers as pawns.

However, there are private soldiers in Cycleus who have been entrusted with the work behind them.

For example, the bandits who were attacking the farm dressed as forest folks.

It is hard to imagine, however ordered by the Lord, that the militias and the ministers of the Genos will dye their hands in such evil deeds.

The prospect is that he would have used the rough guys he secretly used to keep and so on for those jobs behind Genos against the law.

Or it was Camus like no other who had such a prospect.

Ten years ago, after Zazz-Sung fell into the sickness, the Cycleuses should have gotten a new handkerchief to replace it - and Camus brought such disturbing reports to both the forest chief and Lord Genos.

"But those things seem to be better at hiding themselves than Zazz-Sung, and they finally couldn't catch their tails. We should just be careful anyway, because we don't know what kind of covenant those rough guys who lost their employers had with the Cycleuses."

Therefore, neither Fa's nor Lew's house could have allowed the stall work to resume.

Because the rest period of Lou's family was also over, so he could not twist out the hunter as an escort.

The suggestion to send escorts from the Kingsguard Corps also seemed to have been made by Marstein, but Cycleus' surveillance over there and Barsha's guards seemed to be understaffed, and Donda-Lou didn't seem to be able to present enough people to convince him.

"Though the number of militiamen is the same, it's not something that might have had a negative impact on Silel."

That seems to have been the common opinion of Malstein and Camus.

Apparently, there were few Turan itchy people in the command of the Guardian Militia, so it was difficult to reorganize them.

So we had to be solemn, too.

However, only the innkeeper's work was allowed to resume painfully.

While finishing the dishes in the morning and being guarded by early risen hunters like Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou, they managed to get it back to the inn and return by Jomtien.

Two days after the talks, the work resumed, and on the third day it even reached the point of increasing the quantity of food and fresh meat.

"I can't eat street snacks in the daylight, and I think more guests are looking for Giva food for dinner."

Nail said so.

As a result, 60 meals of cooking and 20 meals of raw fresh meat were to be wholesaled in the Xuanrong Pavilion and 70 meals of cooking and 30 meals of raw fresh meat were to be wholesaled in the Southern Daiki Pavilion.

The Grand Tree Pavilion in the South, which has a fairly large size, still seemed to need that many for the Xuanrong Pavilion, which renovates homes for residential use and runs detailed accommodation, but still said it never sold out.

"The guests are full every day, and even the extra innkeepers are pushing closer than ever at dinner time. Thanks to you, Karon and Kimmus dishes are almost no longer available."

"Ha... what is it no longer..."

"As long as Asta doesn't sell out Giva's dishes in a lot more inns, it doesn't seem like this noise will subside any longer. Rather than a delightful scream, that's a lot of prosperity that's going to be scary.... When this happens, I even think that I wish I could handle Giva's dishes in other inns sooner"

Even for me, I'm willing to open my hands to business.

However, we will not be able to proceed with the Kimmus Tail Pavilion or the Westwind Pavilion at this stage.

Until we capture the private soldiers of Cycleus and others, who know neither who they are nor where they are, and all the dangers are removed as such, there is nothing else to maintain the status quo.

That's why I and the women of the Lew family had a rushed and peaceful day of encouraging the cooking in the morning, delivering it to the boarding town by luggage, returning to the woodland settlement after purchasing new vegetables and cleaning up other jobs out of order, while spending my free time studying cooking.

Naturally, or whatever, both I and I-Fa remain staying in the settlement of Luu.

Yamil-Ray and the others were each to be returned to the Ray, Rutim and Dom families, but they were told that it was still dangerous to return to Fa's house, where there was a sense of locational insecurity.

Luu's settlement and if he resumes his work as a hunter, he is very thin during the day. but there are nevertheless male players in the settlement, such as Lyada-Lu and Mida, as well as boys under the age of thirteen and a handful of old men. At least, how safer would it be than spending time alone in Fa's house, which meant that Ai-Fa was to bite her lips again.

Based on the bitterness and dedication of these people, I and the women of the Lew family were allowed to have a peaceful day.

As such, three days went by, holding the mood of restlessness no longer present - on the fourth day, the time for a major change finally arrived.

It was Camua-Josh who, as a messenger from Malstein, had visited the settlement of Luu every day that brought that transformation into the settlement of Luu.

But the first thing I got to do was surprise the red-haired boy in his place.

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"Zida! You're free from Castle Genos!

While I was at Lew's main house, I was supposed to meet them face to face.

It is the nineteenth day of the white moon, at its dusk.

The sun is already setting in the western direction, and the fragrance of a freshly made supper fills it.

"I'm glad you're okay. Weren't you punished for whipping?

Zida nodded silently as she burned her eyes yellow.

That, on my face as if trying to screw all my emotions, I catch the relief grin that was floating.

Even if he's safe, he won't be happy with it at all.

When even I lost my word, Camus raised his voice as bright as it could be.

"Though he was added the sin of sneaking into the castle town and the sin of pointing a knife at the nobility, and even the sin of pulling a knife out of the lodging town, Marquis Genos questioned me as a sin that could not have happened without the evil deeds of Cycleus and others. The Accommodation Town Arrangements have also been withdrawn, so now it's sunny and free."

It was both already face-to-face in the Cycleus hall, but it felt kind of odd to see it standing side by side like this.

With a conspicuously elongated mandible of an insensitive mustache, Camus moves his gaze in my place all the time.

"Hey, Ai-Fa. You were back, weren't you? Were we able to give you a harvest today?

"Umm," Ai-Fa nods with cautious glance.

I - Fa also made me resume my work as a hunter.

Ten days after I was exposed to Refraia until the day of the meeting. That's all the days, I'm going to be off work as a hunter, and I guess I can't resist just eye-fa.

Plus, there's the background that Donda-Lou et al. let him get back to work.

No matter how worried you are about me, you can't just be uncomfortable with yourself because the Donda-Lou people trust Lyada-Lou and others to keep your family safe - with such boredom and grinding, it's a resumption.

So, roughly, Ai-Fa has been hunting one giva at a time each day for the past four days, while returning to the settlement of Luu faster than anyone else.

This can be described as a tremendous achievement, as it should be time for the number of giva to be decreasing in the vicinity of Fa's house.

It's just - Ey-Fa's hair smells sweeter than ever.

Ai-Fa also let the "Sacrifice Hunt" resume.

"The number of givahs has been decreasing, so naturally. In this time of year, I always do 'sacrifice hunting'"

That being said, my concerns can't go away.

It's just that I had no choice but to trust my readiness and strength as a hunter of Ai-Fa, biting down the words I once exchanged with Dalm-Lou.

"So, is Donda-Lou back too? I am here today to represent the Lord Genos."

"This is all the day tilting, so you should be back. Didn't you stop by the motherhouse?

"Yeah. Asta and Donda-Lou, because we've given both messages. Of course, if the chief's approval could be taken care of, Asta wouldn't have anything else to follow, but if it were, you'd want to hear it in your own ear anyway, wouldn't you?

"... has it been decided to dispose of me?

My treatment from outside the sea has now remained on hold.

Ai-Fa glanced sharply at Camus, and Camus smiled as he recieved it.

"We're still deliberating on that. Besides, it is Marquis Genos's idea that it would be forbidden to get rid of Asta's personality without having to cut Cycleus off."

What the hell are you talking about?

"I want you to hear that with the chief. Before dinner, is it possible to have a moment of your time?

"Yeah, I've already done my job."

That's why I'm going to the main house mother house with four people, Ai-Fa, Camua and Zida.

When I stepped indoors leaving my knife with Mother Meer Ray, dinner was sometimes near and the hall was full of four men.

"Camua-Josh? You finally got a move over at the castle?

Donda-Lou quietly glanced blue.

Ziza-Lou had the same gleaming, faceless look, and Darum-Lou burned both eyes in a vicious manner - and Rudd-Lou frowned only slightly worried as he looked more at Zida.

"I should have told you there was, but it's a pretty difficult place. Cycleus is still lying on the hospital bed, and Silhouel is still holding his mouth tight, so where and what their private soldiers are doing, there is no way to search."

"Hmm. Then what the hell is your business?

"This is a message from Marquis Marquis Marstein of Genos. There will be stories about the winds of the people by the woods, but I want you to hear them first and foremost."

Saying, Camua sat fluffy in the lower seat.

Zida also breaks her knee next to it, and me and Ai-Fa are in position to be seen from the side.

"Actually, I'd like to talk to you about the treatment of Miss Lifreia, the daughter of Cycleus."

"Refraia?... What's wrong with Cycleus' daughter now? I'm guessing that girl's been captured as a sinner, too?

"Yes. By appointment, it was a six-month prison sentence. … I have accepted the suggestion from Lord Genos that we should reduce the punishment."

Donda-Lou's eyes strengthen the light.

"I don't know what that means. Shall I give you a satisfactory explanation?"

"Yes, sir. I think this is a delightful story for the people of the woods... Marquis Genos wants to abolish the title of Cycleus, right? He wants to be stripped of his status as Count Turan before a formal inquest is carried out. This is the only major crime suspected, so I guess it's quite natural."

"Stripping you of your status as Count… means that no matter what happens to the outcome of the interrogation, you will never be allowed to name Count again?

"Exactly. It is extremely bad to be interrogated while being the Count, and there is no denying the danger that interrogators and legal officers will add palm and hand. For a variety of reasons, we thought we should strip you of your status as Count beforehand."

"That's a cool story, though.... but you're not even in a laughable situation."

Back to back with those words, Donda-Lou grinned.

And that means - the fighting instincts within it were set on fire.

"So I'm going to bring up my daughter's story... so I'm going to let her inherit the title and the title."

"Yeah, that's also an extremely natural story. Even though Miss Refraia was also a sinner, six months later she was being freed and which minor sin. You cannot move this right of inheritance any more than you are the son of our Lord."

"... is it a minor sin that took Asta"

Because Ey-Fa gave him a sharp voice, Camus smiles at it so that he can fool it.

"Only compared to the sins Cycleus has committed, yes.... However, if it was as sinful as exposing civilians, it would be the usual means of nobility to load them with copper coins and make them aye free. I knew that the people of the woods would not have access to such means, so I guess this time I ended up with this kind of result."

…………

"Ah, do you have a story to tell if you want to be alone with a nobleman? In the case of a nobleman as nasty as Cycleus, yes. Rest assured that Marquis Genos, Lord Polearth and others should not dye their hands in such sins in the first place."

Ai-Fa silenced with a bitter look, Donda-Lou said, "So...?," he nodded the camure.

"Whatever it is, he's still hungry for pissing? By the woods, less than 15 people don't qualify as parents, do they?

"In the western capital, it will be possible to inherit the title, both young and female. However, the presence of a guardian will be essential and considerable restrictions will be set.... That's why you want to prepare a thin guardian with Cycleus to solidify the foundation so as not to tarnish the Turan family name any more"

"Hmm......"

"Of course, Miss Lifreia has a priori that she once took Asta, so with stricter restrictions than usual, one foot at a time will be monitored. In other words, it will be the role of the guardian in the future to actually divide the Turan family, and Miss Refraia and others, if I may say so, will be only nominal masters until a new heir is born."

Saying, Camua shrugged her shoulders under her cape.

"Marquis Genos has not been given the authority to abolish the Count Turan family itself. It is the life of the king's capital to divide the territory and to administer Genos in the four houses of Genos, Turan, Saturas and Dareim. … then Cycleus, who was suspected of a great crime, was quickly abolished, and there was no way for Marquis Genos to succeed his daughter."

"If that's the law of the capital, do as you please. But what are you talking about forgiving that daughter for her sins? If it's nobility or countess, is sin a sin?

"Yeah. But you can't let a man in prison inherit the title. Hey. We can't postpone Cycleus' interrogation for another six months, and even as Marquis Genos, it must have been a bitter decision."

"So why do you need to suffer or be reluctant? It just sounds like you're saying that identity is more important than law."

"That's exactly right. Identity is more important to people in the capital than the law. It's rare to be as stubborn as Melfried."

After saying it that way, Camua lowered her brow butt a lot and smiled.

"If we begin the interrogation with Cycleus crowned with the title, the scandal will reach the King's Capital as well. If you do poorly, you might use that as an opportunity for Wang Du to intervene in the rule of Genos. … The King's capital sees the Genos, which is the farthest frontier from the King's capital and yet has one of the richest in Selva, as dangerous. If you're the lord of Genos, you have to break your heart."

"Hmm... that's a lot more of a story"

Donda-Lou turns off his grin and puts up his stiff bearded mandible.

In return for that grumpy look, Camua further said.

"So - again, let's not talk about the mood of the people by the woods, but Marquis Genos has given us further words."

"It's better to have a foreground. If you ever lay down a messenger, do your job."

"Yes, yes, right now.... Er, in commuting Miss Lifreia's sentence, Marquis Genos has stated that he also wants to relieve Barsha of Masala."

Donda-Lou narrowed his eyes softly, and I was supposed to stare at Zida, who was behind the camouflage.

Zida is silent with her glaring eyes facing down.

"If you were the remnant of the Red Beard Party, a bandit group with hands on noble wealth, you would not be spared extreme punishment. But this time Barsha's attempt to dedicate his life to preserving the order of Genos has room for rhetorical exaggeration - well, that's what I'm saying..."

"I mean, instead of forgiving Barsha's sins in Masala, admit to forgiving the sins of a daughter named Lifreia,"

Donda-Lou said so quietly, burning his eyes.

"I see... is that how the nobles do it"

"Yes, but Marquis Genos, as a nobleman, is quite a fair and humane character."

That's what Camua said as she lowered her brow butt again.

"If you are a more common aristocrat, you will have gratefully poked at this condition. But Marquis Genos wishes this story only in the form of a proposal, with the awareness that we are exercising our power. As Marquis of Genos, the only way to rule in all directions is to let Miss Lifreia inherit the title. At the price of this, I also give Barsha an amnesty, so I was wondering if he could manage to keep his spearhead - that's how Marquis Genos offers it."

"Hmm......"

"I think forgiving bandits who did harm to the nobility was a difficult decision, even as Marquis Genos. We will have to turn our hands so that the nobles who were victimized by the Red Beard Party more than a decade ago can accept it."

"Screw the law further to bend the law and bear the hard work of wiping its ass. I don't feel sorry for you."

"Yeah. If you try to make the code a hefty woodland people, you naturally think so. The warmth of Marquis Genos seems to you an act of treading on Barsha's readiness."

When Camua said so, Zida raised her face to the lid.

Its yellow beastly eyes look directly at Donda-Lou.

"Forestside Chieftain Donda-Lou... I just want you to say one word from me"

Donda-Lou sees Zida silently.

Zida burned her eyes so hard...

Then he lowered his head, wrapped in bright red hair, to the floor.

"Please, accept the nobleman's suggestion and save my mother.... If that's what you want, I'll give you this life."

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"Donda-Lou's right, I went the wrong way. Because of this, my mother was to be captured as a sinner.... If I let my mother die like this, I don't have a face to match my father Gollum"

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"I know how many different words I speak. Even my mother may not rejoice in being saved in this way.... but I still don't want my mother to die."

I could barely see the side of Zida rubbing her forehead against the floor as she was arrayed sideways.

Zida was killing her voice and crying, burning her eyes like fire, with a distressed look on her young face.

"... on top of each other, even if you succeed to the title, Miss Lifreia will not be left with the power to set anything free anymore. It would be a business belly to be forgiven for the sin that took Asta, but conversely, it's like she just committed such a sin and ruined the rest of her life. It's like spending the rest of your life as a prisoner instead of six months, so wouldn't you manage to make me feel better about it?

Donda-Lou slowly shifts his gaze toward Camus, who advances with a mysterious expression.

"When are you going to be naughty today? It's getting kind of creepy."

"Really? Well, even for me, there's a responsibility for pulling Barsha out."

With her dripping eyes narrowed and smiling, Camua drops her gaze on Zida's little back.

"And yet he doesn't even try to hit me with one of his grudges, so it just makes my chest ache"

"Whatever blows into you, you're the last one to decide the path. It would just be a story to say that a woman named Barsha of Masala was equipped with strong readiness and pride. … it must have been Barsha's own will to live as a bandit taking away the wealth of others."

Donda-Lou compared Camua and Zida with a strong eye.

"So... hey, what did we say, Lord Genos's feelings are hardening?

"Yeah, well, I guess this is the best way to go for Marquis Genos."

"Then do as you please. Let us now determine slowly whether it is worth offering a sword to a man named Marquis Marquis Marstein"

Zida gives you a wet face in tears.

Seeing that face, Donda-Lou wrinkled his nose.

"Don't let the hunter easily show the rest of you a crying face or something. How old are you?

"... fourteen."

"Fourteen? By the woods, it is only after fifteen that one person is recognized as serving."

Saying so, Donda-Lou snorted roughly.

"Though hunters, you are only a child. It was a mistake in the first place to leave your parents at such a young age. If you regret it, don't repeat the same mistake again"

Zida relaxed again and poured tears silently.

After staring at you for a while with a troubled smile, Camua uttered a bright voice "Well".

"Good afternoon, so I'd like to move on to the next story."

"Are you still not going to shut that mouth? I'm starving."

"This is my last message. Marstein, Genos Marquis, has been asked to host a dinner party in order to bond once again with the forest chiefs."

"Dinner party...?

Donda-Lou shruggedly frowned, and I was supposed to round my eyes.

The camouflage, who was finally able to revive the pungent smile, looks back at this one.

"With that, they want Asta to sift through Giva's dishes. By eating the same Giva meat as the people by the woods, the Lord Genos wants you to be sincere about yourself, but what do you say?

"... that the lord of Genos speaks of the flesh of Giva"

It was not Donda-Lou, but Giza-Lou, who said so.

Thin eyes like yarn gaze at the camure as it is increasingly narrowed.

"Yes, that's how the Lord himself and the people of the woods are trying to reconnect correctly, which is what Genos needs today - Marquis Genos said,"

"The lord of Genos has brought the flesh of Giva..."

The expression remained motionless at all, and Giza-Lou repeated it that way.

Apparently, it was such a shock.

"What Marquis Genos fears most is that the forest people will leave Genos. Having been connecting him to the forest for twenty years, Cycleus may have had the confidence to manipulate the reins not to do so, but for Marquis Genos everything is hand explored. Oh, and laughing and laughing, I think you're desperately thinking about how you should keep things round."

"Then how come you didn't try to move until things got so bad? The fact that Cycleus was under suspicion of a felony must have been heard from you or a man named Melfried.

To Donda-Lou's inquiry, Camua shook her neck to the side.

"No matter how suspicious, it was all unproven. If both Cycleus and the people by the woods claim that they are the ones who are right, which one grabs the victory with stronger power - if we don't figure that out, we weren't going to move until the time of the Ridge. If you let it go, the fangs of Cycleus' ambition will come to your throat whistle, but laugh when you do, you will only fight with your whole body."

"Hmm......"

"That Goren's instrumentality is hard to know the bottom. I think Donda-Lou is absolutely right."

After saying so, Camua-Josh laughed a lot.

"At a time when I was successful in pulling out that Mitsujin, my job was 80% done. And then I'm going to let you watch the end of things as you run around on behalf of Marquis Genos and Melfried, who are out of hands. I pray that the people of the woods will be able to make the right connection with Genos.... Then I will come back later to receive a formal reply, and say hello to the other chiefs"