623 Unexpected visitors ④ - Where the mind is

"Also, they were dissatisfied with the current situation, and they even gave direct judgment to the chiefs of the Moribe. Do those of you really understand how unscrupulous that is?

As Mulstein pursued further, Musul nodded disappointingly.

but he is deeply nagging, but glaring back at Malstein with a glittering eye.

"Indeed, I have broken the ban and approached the people by the woods. … but it is never done in bad faith… I beg your pardon"

"Hmm. Breaking the ban, is that what you mean? Aren't you a man who looked up?"

And it was said unto them, O, that I should do no harm to the people of the woods. I haven't even heard that it's unacceptable to approach to show friendship. "

"Well, there's nothing to be ashamed of, is there? I've heard that you've put Asta in Pha's house in jeopardy."

Malstein smiled calmly as usual.

But even that gentle smile at this time has become a spice to accentuate the spicy words. If they had shown me this in person for the first time, my impression of Malstein would have been 180 degrees different.

"I am in charge of the Baron's family with regard to his treatment. And the lord of the baron hath spoken unto him: and he went unto Asta, and prayed for forgiveness. It's not that bad. What is it, Muscle?

"So, so it was... because I thought that I would not be allowed to return to Count Turan's house unless the people of the woods would forgive me..."

"The people of the woods are not as resentful as men who have redeemed their sins. It is we, not the people of the woods, who have not forgiven their sins."

With that word, I was made to hack.

Mulstein not only is provoking Musulu, but whatever the outcome of today's talks may be, he is trying to keep Musulu's spearhead from reaching out to us - and I thought to myself.

"You think you can return a person as disgusting as that person to Count Turan's house? Even if the people by the woods forgive us, we cannot forgive them for making such an act easier. In just one year, they couldn't seem to change their minds."

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"And what are we going to do when we get back to Count Turan's? The Count Turan family is squeezing its power to redeem the great sin it once was, isn't it?

Smiling loosely, Malstein went over words that way.

"I heard that Princess Lifreia was allowed to socialize, so I thought I would, but this is not such a sweet story. Princess Lifreia is now the one who has set the truth for us."

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"Princess Lifreia has always been in her life as a bird in a bird basket. It would have been a cramped life, but it was also our amnesty. Do you know what that means, Muscle?

"... no. I don't know."

"Then I'll tell you. Cycleus, the former lord of the Count Turan family, was such a great sinner as to make a name for himself in the history of Genos. I wonder what the pain of living as her daughter is... and how the other nobles see Princess Lifreia, they can't even think about it."

Malstein gently added his mandible over the combined fingertips as he put both elbows on the table.

"As long as she spends in the birdcage, Princess Lifreia is not exposed to blame either. But Princess Lifreia chose the way to live, exposing herself as the daughter of a great sinner. Being only twelve years old, let's just say I'm ready to look up. It was none other than the people of the woods who showed the way, but it was Princess Lifreia herself who stepped out without cowardice, so I want to watch her readiness in silence."

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"However, Princess Lifreia has once committed a great crime herself. Needless to say, that's one thing that got Asta to Castle Town. Princess Lifreia lives now, carrying her father and her own sins.... I wonder what they are like for Princess Lefreia like that, Musul?

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"They are a testament to the sins that Princess Lifreia once committed. If Princess Lifreia puts her side as a squire again, there is no doubt that she will be seen with white eyes. Still, do you wish to come to Princess Lifreia?

"But..." Musul shook his grumpy voice.

"I hear that Sanjula is allowed to be by Master Refraia... is he not in the same position as me...?

"You're not. Sanjula and the others are in a very different position."

Mulstein said so softly.

"He is the brother and sister who separated the blood from Princess Lifreia."

"Is...?," his expression falls out of Musul's twisted face.

"I split the blood... brothers and sisters...? Jer, what the hell did Marquis Genos..."

"Hmm. Haven't the flavors reached them yet? For the aristocracy in which position it is, it is a very familiar story."

Malstein smiled delightfully with her eyes narrowed.

"Thanks to the noise of the auditors of the Wang capital, the scenery was brought outside. Once Cycleus lived Sim's woman in a separate residence in Doug, and that Sanjula is the child that the woman gave birth to - and Sanjula herself acknowledges the word"

"Oh, such a foolish thing... Sanjula's, Master Refraia's, brother...?

Muscle's body was starting to shake unreliably. If left alone, it is likely to fall as-is.

Murstein said even more, seeing calmly what such a muscle looked like.

"Of course, we can't treat Sanjula as a fallout for Cycleus either, because it's not a proven story for sure. Still, the person who overheard the scent would have to point his back finger at Cycleus' blood again. Sanjula is the one who shared her destiny with Princess Lifreia."

That's how Malstein's eyes slowly turned towards me.

"So... it must have been Sanjula who first heard the story, Asta from Fa's house."

"Yes. On the day we were freed from Count Turan's mansion, we were to hear the story."

"Without that confession, Sanjula's identity might never have been proven. Sanjula is also a man who has set himself on the path of misery."

When I realized it, everyone was listening to what Malstein had to say.

I'm not talking about provoking muscle. Murstein was trying to shake Musul's heart from more of his roots. After all, this Mitsujin did not seem to be a vessel that could easily be measured by my aberrations or anything else.

"Perhaps Sanjula made such a confession in order to share her destiny with Princess Lifreia. That's all he's ready for, standing beside Princess Lifreia. You can't think side-by-side with people like that, can you, Muscle?

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"I guess the person just wanted to be by Princess Lifreia and didn't even think about the princess's position or mood. That's why I'm saying I feel bad about them. Ask yourself if you are qualified to stand in the place of Princess Lifreia. Is it for the princess or for herself that I would prefer to be by Princess Lefreia... fulfill, which is it?

Musul's body, which was loose and unreliable, stopped the movement perfectly.

Its diminutive little eyes look back at Blur and Malstein.

"My presence... for Master Refraia, it can only be harmful...?

"Well. At least, there is no mistake in being a sign of great sin for Princess Lifreia"

"If I were by Master Refraia's side... the man who sees it would recall Master Refraia's former sins...?

"Uhm. If Sanjula and he stand side by side, even more so"

Muscle's body wobbled only once.

But Musul stood still, putting the shapes of the final death on its stern face.

"If so… I will withdraw my offer"

"Hmm. You're giving up being Princess Refraia's squire, are you?

"Yes... I just wanted to help Master Refraia..."

The moment I uttered the word, waterfall-like tears flooded from Musul's fallen eyes.

"I have been given the role of escort since the day Lord Refraia was born… I was prepared to protect him in the face of this, no matter what ordeal Mr. Refraia might suffer…"

You're saying, "You're gonna get rid of that readiness and that role, right?

"Yes... if Sanjula is going to take that role... let's not be useless, such as my presence..."

Musul, a big man with a rough look, is bursting with tears. The figure was so blessed and so full of sorrow.

"My role is over… there is no more point in me being beside Master Refraia… I… I was too stupid…"

"So how do you intend to live in the future? I thought you said there was no point in being alive if you were by Princess Lefreia?

"I swear… as always, to live righteously in the presence of the Lord of the Baron's house… never to denigrate the name of Lord Refraia… that was all I could do now…"

"Well," Malstein woke himself up.

A relaxed smile spreads across its face, which was originally serene.

"Their readiness, I let them see through. If this is the case, there is no problem returning it to Princess Lifreia."

"Is...?," Musul rocked his body again.

"What... are you saying? Didn't I tell you that my presence can only be a vice to Master Lifreia...?

"That's what they said, Muscle. But all the words I have spoken are true, too. If it is more of a sign of great sin, Princess Lifreia will be seen from all around her with white eyes."

"Well, then, it is unacceptable to be beside Master Refraia..."

"Who wouldn't forgive me? At least, I just allowed it, and Princess Lifreia said she'd leave it to our discretion. Does Tolst have any objections?

"No… I, too, will obey the judgment of Lord Genos"

Tolst, who had always looked like a shudder, replied that way in a way that he regained his mind.

"Seeing Marquis Genos interact with me, it seems to me that I too have understood the character of this Mistress. This will help Princess Lifreia."

"Hmm. I thought it wouldn't help if you were so weak, but you've shown a lot of heart."

"Oh, wait!," Musul finally shouted loudly.

"Wow, I cannot imitate the annoyance of Master Refraia! Because of me, I don't know how much Lefreia can see with her white eyes… such things are never tolerated!

"If you say that, Sanjula does the same thing. With Sanjula by his side, Princess Lifreia is seen with such an eye of condemnation, but the ordeal is shared between the two of us. If it adds up to more misery, now the three of us can share it."

That's what Malstein said, smiling very flamboyantly.

"Didn't they swear that they would live their hearts right? All you have to do is show yourself by Princess Lifreia. It becomes the path of redemption for the three of them who have committed a great sin to appear to live righteously in their hearts. Even if the ordeal increases, they should spoil it."

"But..."

"As Lord of Genos, I decided that was the most right way to go. So this is an order. Restore yourself, O Musul, as a martial officer, and protect Princess Lifreia with Sanjula. If you fail to follow this order, you will be asked to leave my territory."

Musul was letting his gaze wander unreliably, looking like he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

Seeing that look, Malstein can flatter his mouth.

"If you're not ready yet, let's just add a little strength. Princess Lifreia also said this after stating that she would leave all judgments to us.... I was once an ugly person, treating the muscle that was so exhausting to me like a tool. And yet I can't believe that Musul is still telling me he wants to come to me..."

"... Master Refraia said such a thing...?

"Oh. Hands in hand with the samurai, she was spilling tears. You must have been struck by their loyalty, ashamed of what you once did."

Musul fell to his knees.

There are tears spilling out of his nagging face, and from his blubber and his large tears.

"We lost our father in the earthquake the other day, and Princess Lifreia was set to take such a painful path. Along with Sanjula, I need you to support Princess Lifreia. If you do, the end of Count Turan's house will also be as bright as it gets.... no matter how painful raw it is, it will make your mind strong for your husband and never cause you to be short?

"I understand… we have… thank you for your generosity…"

Malstein nodded loosely before also looking to the face of the woods.

"That's it, I want to end this interrogation. I wonder if everyone by the woods would appreciate it?

"Uhm. We too, shall obey the judgment of Marquis Malstein of Genos"

Dari-Sautti was smiling satisfactorily.

Donda-Lou laughs furiously. The bright blue eye of the light never seemed to speak of "an inedible man".

Graph-Zaza was on the top of the Buddha, but he doesn't try to complain. The parents of the housekeepers Birdu-Faw and Baim are working hard on their heads in the way that they have not yet been able to keep up with this development.

And what was striking was Gazran-Rutim.

Gazran-Rutim, who had been silent all along, was staring at Malstein's smile as he ate in.

If he was an extraordinarily smarter Gazran-Rutim than me and others, he might have drawn Malstein's intentions from earlier on. And maybe he was strongly impressed that Malstein strayed the truth about Musul with skillful discourse.

"Well, once again, I'd like to see the three chiefs by the woods."

When Malstein overlapped words like that, Graf-Zaza said, "What?" I shrugged my shoulder.

"Is the interrogation over? What do you want me to tell you?

"Uhm. Come up with one suggestion. Once again, why not hold a dinner party on the face and harmony of Count Turan's house?

That was a long, abrupt offer.

Malstein is twisting his moustache with a smile.

"No, actually, I had plans to welcome an important guest to Genos in the near future, so I was supposed to have a meeting at a restaurant that would be" Silver Star Hall ". But the guest's plans went crazy and they couldn't make it on the day they booked."

"What is" Silver Star Hall "... but was it the restaurant of the cook Asta was imploring?

To Dari-Sauti's words, I nod yes.

"Besides being popular, Silver Star Hall only opens its store once every few days, so it was a story of a hard time getting an appointment. Will you give me that precious opportunity?

"Mm-hmm. Besides, my son's companion has been telling me that you want me to create a meeting place with the people by the woods. I have a loose seat, so I would be very grateful if my grandson Odifia could be present."

To that word, Graf-Zaza reacted again.

"Does that mean you want to welcome Thur-din of Din's house as a guest?

"Exactly. If it is for the harmony of Count Turan's house and the people by the woods, then one can also complain about the man of the king's capital. The day of the appointment is approaching in three days, what do you think?

"... If it's three days from now, the northern clan is still a period of rest. There is no inconvenience in offering a courier."

That was almost like an acknowledgement reply already.

Dari-Sauti and Donda-Lou are also taunted without objection.

"Well, that's settled. For all that day, O Musul, he shall not sit as a martial officer, but as a participant in the meeting. Together with Princess Lifreia and Sanjula, we will achieve true reconciliation with the people of the woods."

"Ha... I will follow the words of Lord Genos..."

Saying in tears, Musul stood up nicely.

My little eyes, totally crying, stare at me.

"Asta of the house of Fa... and the chiefs by the woods... thank you for this time..."

"I didn't do anything. But I am truly delighted to be able to make the right connection with you."

After I answered that way, I remembered one thing I had been doing for my stomach.

"Oh, and I have one suggestion from you, too, can you hear me?

"Of course it is. What the hell is that?

"We, the people of the woods, have been able to apologize from Musul. But I think there's someone else who needs an apology."

Musul was leaning his neck against his neck. It is a move that reminds me of a giant caron.

"Who does that mean? If you need an apology, of course, how can I apologize..."

"That's your innkeeper, Musul and Sanjula, who pointed a knife at me when they took me away. Sanjula hasn't apologized to her yet, so it's been caught in the corner of her mind."

"Oh......" Musul nodded.

"Roger that… Always apologize along with Sanjula. … I can't believe I forgot about a man with a knife."

After stating it that way, Musul smiled unceremoniously.

"But from now on, I pledge to live right in my heart. Let's apologize to the owner of that innkeeper as a first step.... Thank you, Asta"

Originally on a stern face, he is a muscle who slowly lost weight, cared for neither his hair nor his mustache, but sneezed his face with tears and runny nose.

But the smile on his face didn't stop him from feeling like Caron's child, as if the possession had fallen.