"Thank you, Lord Arthur.
The conversation with the Knights of Roderick is over, and as it flows, I speak to Lord Arthur. In the meantime, those in the upper echelons who had advised me to greet them in advance, if my next best wishes, have stuck around to talk to the Knights Commander and the other knights.
Now we can talk to him slowly.
Lord Arthur said the glass at once for some reason, and he greeted me with an empty glass in one hand.
"... Hi. Thank you for inviting me, Chancellor Gilbert.
In awe, he took his gaze off of me a little awkwardly as it was. I can guess what he's getting uncomfortable with.
"No. Also, as long as I'm happy to talk to you like this.
With that said, I signaled the servant and made him prepare a new wine. "Thank you," I take it. He's really a courteous young man, just like your father.
Earlier, when I talked to his father and chief of the knighthood, Roderick Knights, the tricks and movements were very similar to his.
In front of the other knights, he feared buying objections and could not bring up the subject of Lord Arthur, but for that matter he was able to put on a firm word of merit and labor to the Knights. Lord Arthur saved us. And I couldn't stop thanking his father, the Knights of Roderick, too.
"... Um... I apologize for that time.
I dared to block him from stopping a little distance from the knights as he was guided by me and trying to bow his head to me as he lurked his voice.
What he's trying to say is probably when he slapped his fist into my abdomen.
"No, because that was natural, as I said then. I was rather in the mood of being saved a little again.
Laughing with that said, now Lord Arthur tilted his neck small with his eyes round.
I was very grateful when Lord Pride, Lord Style, Lord Tiara and Lord Arthur came to see me. However, even though I was a great sinner who did so much, I also felt that it was not sneaky for you to do so much.
'It's hard. Because while you are frustrated by the consciousness of your sins, you still can't bring your sins to justice.
Lord Pride was right.
Even then, the thought came to my chest strongly. Although it would have been desirable for us to remain hostile, as in the case of Style, because Lord Pride, Lord Tiara, and Lord Arthur will be treated the same.
It was that blow right after I thought so.
Honestly, there was nothing inevitable, but I was spoiled to take it.
If the Savior who saved Maria from her illness punishes her, there's no way she won't take it.
Rather, the part saved by his shakefulness is larger. He was even more surprised that he was going to be punished by me afterwards.
He's a really straight guy.
I gave Lord Pride a bad review, because he declared and executed that he could not forgive me in that respect.
The straightness and the spirit of trying to be right in my heart even seemed wonderful. Please, I want him to grow up like me without twisting.
"Be as swordy as you wish.
That's what I said and made him laugh. He clogged the words "no... it's..." as if he atrophied the other way around. So I go on.
"I mean it.... because you owe me a great debt. Enough to lay flat on this spot.
Without him, Maria would have died. Even with the prophecy and mercy of Lord Pride. His special abilities will truly deserve to be called the hand of God. It should have been known and worshipped by more people... but I also think it would be good if he didn't want it. Because he is more proud of his present way of life than that.
"Thank you so much," he said, lurking his voice to him, bewildered and distracted. I will never forget this favor, Maria. "He nodded, shyly leaning down. I go on smiling at the look of it.
"I would like to thank you very soon for that, but is there any hope?
His achievements cannot be out-of-the-box. The prize money I had previously intended to pay to the person who found the special abilities also tried to sneak it to him, but he refused.
"No, that's really good!
I say no to him like I panicked a little. This time I eat down.
"No, but then I don't even feel like me and Marianne. If only you could at least take that sachet..."
"You're like me, but there's no reason why you should give me that kind of money!
Unexpectedly, I laugh bitterly at him for lurking my voice like that but my words are disturbing.
"Is there really nothing there? I'd like to help you with anything I can do.
He waved and refused to my words, no, no, no, and, uh, stopped that hand as if something had come to mind.
"... really anything, is it?
"Yeah, if I can.
Happily, he did a little contemplative trick and opened his mouth again.
"Sometimes next time... you can just have some time, so... can you help me, please?
Keep saying, "I heard from Mr. Stayle that you are strong." and he continues, "and now I'm going to be left with the void.
I didn't expect such a request.
But I also think it's a knight's desire to look like him, and I can't help but laugh.
"... awed. Please call us anytime as soon as you have the desired date and time.
If I answer that, he has quickly let his eyes shine with his head down on me and "even from tomorrow".
Dear Lord Pride, with him, I look forward to growing up.
"Tell you what, I'm not lending you my auditorium, Jill Bale."
A lurking voice broke in and a grin spilled unexpectedly with Lord Arthur.
... Oh, there was one here too.
A boy who looks forward to growing up in the future.
"Hi, Dear Stayle. I was just about to talk to you.