417 Reunion is one of them with troubles.

- In a room in Glenn's Hall.

From then on, we headed to Glenn's Hall. In the meantime, I've had a little meeting.

No, 'cause... no matter what you think, isn't it a' secret story '?

If you can be foolish here and honest with me, it's fine, but there are times when you can do something like, 'Talk to me while I'm dizzy, and I'll have an exploration here'.

At that time, we talked about deciding what kind of response to take. The result was that we would only have conversations with the Glenn subject, and I would speak out with interest.

It should be noted that even if my presence is refused, it is to be rejected.

All you have to do is say, 'You're the one who came later'. "I promised you from the beginning, and I'm sorry to interrupt? 'Let's push it off like that.

"Oh man... what the hell are they saying"

"After all, do you have any idea?

"Not at all. In the first place, I spoke to you decently about the Baraxin thing you called me to do. There can't be any more personal conversations than there was almost no contact until then"

"That's right."

Glenn is quite surprised, but so am I. Something that wonders about the combination of His Royal Highness Linus and Glenn, even from my point of view, which immediately involves people from other countries.

In the first place, I don't suppose Master Will would know. Absolutely more than a connection to politics, Glenn should be reporting to Master Will.

"Well, you'll see. If I look at you and talk, I guess it's between my country and Baraxin. Conversely, if you think it's convenient to have you..."

"You mean you should have the help of outsiders. Welcome the magician to move... something like that."

"Hmm. That's what you should think"

Glenn nodded deeply, too, if he clapped his shoulders and concluded. So far, the reason His Highness Linus has come to visit would be narrowed down into these two main categories.

Now on the day they say, 'I'm here to deepen my intimacy because of networking' or something, I weaken all together. Neither I, nor Glenn, live in such a peaceful environment, so much so that we exclude this possibility from the outset.

- While we were talking about that, we came to the room where His Highness Linus was.

When it comes to servants, His Highness Linus treats them with patience, but he seems to have had one of his squire. Given his identity and the circumstances surrounding him, there is no wonder he has an escort, so he won't need to be seen as particularly problematic.

It's just... I'm concerned that the squire is wearing a hood and hiding his face.

……

Didn't your Highness Levins follow you...? Even if he was a knight and his uncle was worried, His Royal Highness Levins was a third prince. If anything happens, it's Alberda who's in trouble.

If you're accompanied, I'll have Hilda preach to you. What, from Hilda: 'I don't have enough awareness as a royal!' In a word, you'll be like a dog.

Mizuki, open the door.

"Hey, let's go."

Nod at each other, indoors. There's His Highness Linus and a squire to refrain beside him? was waiting for us.

While being rude, my gaze still turns to my squire. What's your shape... normal? At least, he won't be a knight. I don't even look like a magician in charge of escorts.

I just care that you're hiding your face. Is he one of the shadows used by royalty or someone in a similar position?

... but.

My question will be resolved very lightly. As soon as you acknowledged my appearance, that squire came to hold my hand with tremendous momentum!

"My friend, whoa!

"Heh...? Hey, saint!? Why are you here?

"What a coincidence! What a miracle! Oh, I have to thank God......!

"Uh... uh? Um, shall we calm down a little? This is where people live…"

"God! Thank you for bringing your friend here!

Listen to me.

Before that, I was not summoned by God. I'm just here to give Master Will some secret magic props.

I turned my gaze to His Highness Linus as I donned to the uplifting saint on my own....... but things are a little strange here too.

"I didn't expect to see His Majesty the Mage..."

That's how he whines, His Highness Linus, leaking a sigh of relief. In an all too unexpected reaction, me and Glenn look at each other.

…… So you're saying Mizuki was destined?

"As far as the two of you react, it seems so... but isn't that strange? If there's anything I can do for you, you're more certain via the Demon King, right?

"That's right. In the first place, I can't ask you for a job without parental permission. If you do that, you just buy the wrath of a parent cat"

No, Glenn? Are you naturally calling the Demon King a cat or something?

I stick around and look at Glenn with my raw warm eyes. Glenn turned a frightened eye at me and said, "It must be now."

Well, did the parent cat call even rank up to the common perception of each country?

"In the meantime, shouldn't we ask what's going on? I care more than just being reacted to so far."

"Right! I'm super concerned too! I mean, I only have a bad feeling about it!

"Give it up. It's the usual."

Glenn, that's so subtle!?

But, well, I'm pretty sure you have to listen to me, right? In the meantime, when the saints settle down, shall we talk?

... so.

"Shh, I'm sorry. Too much joy..."

In front of me, a saint in admirable reflection.

"I'm sorry. Too convenient for me to be happy with"

His Highness Linus is sitting next to the saint and swimming his gaze with a slight blush.

"Nothing good. Ning Lo, I doubt that the saint is still holding my hand."

Yes, my hand is still held by the saints. The "Never let him get away with it! 'I'm also wondering if I should be stunned by the attitude that I'm just saying, or if I should do an escape math.

Oh, come on, seriously, you brought in trouble? Does that also mean you can't talk to the Demon King!?

It should be noted that Glenn, whose aim turns out to be not himself, is drinking tea with a cool face. As soon as I realized that it was not an Alberda-related project, I had an attitude that just said 'other people are what I'm talking about'. Hey, Red Cat.

"In the meantime, could you talk to me about something? Apart from whether I move or not, the Demon King needs a report."

"Oh, yeah, right. I want you to see this first. Temple of Saints, give me that..."

"Right. If you don't look at this, our concerns won't make sense."

If asked to proceed, His Highness Linus urged the saints. The opposing saint also nods hastily, taking something out of his nostalgia.

Yeah? Is this... a letter? It just won't be recent. A little, I get the impression that the envelope is tedious.

"I want you to read this first. This is what was kept in the church. It's just... I don't know what that means."

"Huh? Saint, this looks like a letter I came to the great man of the church? You don't understand anything other than us, so you don't know what it means when outsiders read it?

"I don't know what that means, or what is difficult to understand..."

Ask, but the saints seem to have trouble with the way they say it. You saw such a saint, His Highness Linus has sent a letter to me.

"Can you just read it? That's what caused our errand."

…… Well, fine. "

Surprisingly, he receives the envelope and retrieves the letter inside. If you turn your gaze to Glenn, just because you understand, Glenn has also peered into the letter from the side.

Well, shall I read the letter, too?

……

……

……

What are you doing? I don't know what that means!

Turning his gaze to Glenn, Glenn also seemed to be perplexing to read the letter.

Ugh, yeah, this is hard to react to. In other words, I am also convinced by the attitude of the saints just now. Sure, I don't know how to say it, and you'd have trouble telling me to explain it.

What do you mean, "make me depend on you"?

Is it your own educational policy or something that the average person doesn't understand!?

"Ahhh... well, that would normally be the reaction"

His Royal Highness Linus said our reaction had been anticipated, and he dropped his shoulder with disappointment. The saint... that, like, is in some kind of tear.

"Have you read it, my friend? You don't know what that means, but I want you to calm down and listen.... abominable, but this world... especially the heavily blooded class rarely has a 'one who lives in his own values'"

"Oh, the ancestral one, right? I know that."

As for ancestral returns, it should not have been particularly hidden. It's bad for a serious saint, but I didn't think it was that important of a case.

"You understand that far. But this time it is likely what they call 'blood starch'. To be clear, if you have any abnormality in your spirit. However, until the problem is discovered, it looks normal and often has excellent abilities and appearance"

"Don't the people around you notice that?

"Only certain matters, don't you understand? It's hard to explain... depending on the induction, there are times when people think they're really good people and end their lives. It's like seeing good and evil in extreme ways or showing unusual restraints on certain things."

…… I feel like I know somehow, but it doesn't seem like much harm, does it?

'Depends on the induction, it will be an assessment of excellence', which would mean that there is nothing wrong with everyday life. Then it doesn't seem particularly problematic.

'Cause a class with' blood starch 'is a royalty with limited marital partners, or a noble nobleman, right? Then it should be possible to put in a caretaker or monitor him, or let him stay close to quarantine.

To tell him so, the saint shook his neck to the side with a bitter expression.

"I told you. 'Very often with excellent abilities and appearance'. Moreover, for some reason, there are people who can be called believers every time. You live in your own world and have the strength to pierce yourself no matter what, so you must be charismatic."

"Oh...... I also need to notice my surroundings until I'm in a genuinely awkward situation because of that"

"Even if we realize it, there are those who follow it unconditionally. Besides, if you look at the person in question with admirable eyes, even if you have some doubts about his or her words and actions, you tend to pretend not to look at them or interpret them favorably. Therefore, the discovery of the problem is delayed."

"Ugh, it's annoying!

Raising your voice unintentionally is convincing to the psyche. Don't let anyone see the nasty side of the admirer.

If I were to give an example, would it be Al or Sieg? Because these two would be interpreted as such on a daily basis.

Even if there was something about Al's cold words and actions, if he wasn't a party, he would interpret them as saying, 'I'm sure you did something to anger Master Argent,' and think they had something to do with it. If you are being nice to Al, even more so.

He is a knight and descendant of a hero, even if he thought Sieg's direct ballistic expression was tight. "He draws royal blood, but he waves his own sword to protect the people. If you are interpreted as being knightly tough on yourself, you are also tough on people ', then you will develop into high praise.

In fact, 'I don't like humans who don't care except those I admit' and 'Silly Honesty in Pure White Thought', but their appearance and position lead them to high praise on their own. Human assumptions are horrible......!

……

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. An understandable human psyche, or reality.

Sister Charles now evaluates the guardians as "bad properties". If you calmly judge them as' men ',' No - I can't believe these guys are married! 'It came to the conclusion. Too many problems, he said.

In the case of Sister Charles, she has an excellent husband of her own choosing, so it would be an assessment of 'rejection' even compared to that one.

"Mizuki, there's a much easier example. Ning Ro, I can understand the seriousness of the matter in one shot."

Glenn accidentally put his hand on his shoulder. The look is strangely serious.

"G., Glenn?

"Remember Kivera's predecessors, the war madness. You heard they were unusually belligerent and loved to kill each other? With you, you said... 'It costs money to wage war, and if you kill people in the country you attacked, isn't it efficient to make it your own territory?' And. That's exactly it."

"Eh."

"For war madness, it didn't matter about the country or anything. The only thing I held in captivity was' what I enjoy '. I just can't fight alone. If you are in the position of king, you can move the country, while at the same time' playmates' sprang up on their own. I should have been attracted to that strength and sworn allegiance. I don't think it's that bad, but I think it's only natural to be vigilant."

"War... Madness..."

As soon as I heard Glenn's words, 'That's It' (Interpretation) about war madness ran over my head. An example of being too nasty, fading all at once.

"Okay! I understood so much! Sure, depending on that 'detention', you may be sorry for the sideways inconvenience!

Thank you, Glenn. In one shot, I understood that the saints were afraid. So in some circumstances, it could be a hell of a disaster...?

But... why would you do that to me?