107 88. The Harsh Princess takes her feet.

After dinner, we asked the castle cook to prepare a meal for one.

Then, after returning to their rooms, Steele picked them up with special abilities and headed to the room where Val was.

"...! Dear Pride.

Arthur was already in his room when his vision changed. Apparently, they were picking us up at Stayle's before us.

Before me and Tiara tried to call his name, he tried to protect us and spread one hand to get stuck.

"Please be careful.

That's what they said, and a peek across the room where Val would be over Arthur's arm… was pretty miserable.

Originally there was no furniture, so it is good, but is it a sign of a riot? A small crater can be found all over the floor and walls as if I had waved a bat. I had a very bad feeling about it, and I slipped Arthur's arm just a little bit and peeked further into the back of the room thoughtfully with Tiara.... There was Val. Now he was sitting in the corner of the room, but his hands and feet were covered with skin, and all of them were congested, and his blood seeped down. I don't care what you think. It's a wound that wasn't there after you were treated earlier. There were also traces of blood scattered on the walls and floors that had been made into holes all over the room. How many hours have I been rambling here since then? Could have been better without a set of furniture and vice versa.

"... no, now the royal kids. The killing landscape has gotten a little better. Princess Sama told you to stay free, didn't she?

Laughing powerlessly, Val glanced at us with his connected eyes.

"... don't get rumbled, you should have also ordered.

I'll be fine, thank Arthur, and I'll walk over to Val. I put the basket with the meal in front of him as it was.

"Eat. I won't allow it to be crude, such as flipping. According to the doctor who applied you the special ability to treat injuries today, if you rest this evening, the healing will go considerably further.... Though I don't seem to be resting at all in that condition.

Keep it up. "I don't mind making a scene because there's no one around me anymore at this hour.," he ordered, and if he opened the basket lid, Val reached into the contents of the basket with his tongue pounding resentfully at my command. The chatter and the sound of rambling dishes, grabbing something out of the basket as Fufu Val noticed

He threw a dining knife at me.

"Dear Mr. Pop Ride,"

At the same time Arthur's voice sounded. It rang to close range, and I couldn't react because it was a flash of unintended hitting. The knife only the air rubbed my ears and when I was able to react, the blade tip of the silver knife stuck against the wall along with the light sound of kang.

The comma is delayed and Tiara screams and Arthur and Style try to rush out here in a tremendous shape. He stopped when I shouted okay, but he was skipping to Val enough to tell if they were both over their backs. I see how that goes and Val has a delightfully niggly, thin laugh.

"I don't know, you saw a bug.

Pointing a lowly laugh to try me, pointing to the tip where I threw the knife with my jaw. Looking back and looking closely, did you come in through the window or about a spider inside had been stabbed by a knife and was desperate.

"... that's a good arm.

"After the deal with Princess Sama, the treasure is rotten. Why don't you try a fork if you want?

Without breaking his inferior laugh, he now forked out of the basket and pointed the blade tip at me.... It's okay, the knife didn't even hit me earlier. The covenant of slavery does not allow him to do harm to a person. I can't even obsess, so this is just how I'm deluding myself with critical inquiries and attitudes.

"Hey, sinner there. Remember, I and Tiara have orders for you as royalty..."

Style stares at Val with such expressions as intolerable. Arthur also pulls his sword out of his sheath already, and is likely to jump into Val's pocket in an instant as long as he forgives.

Still, Val's grin doesn't go away. In a flickering motion, he threw the fork backwards and began to cheek at the meal in the basket. As well as the bread, the roast beef of the main course and the vegetables of the side dishes were chewed and swallowed directly from their hands, the soup was also gubbily throated, eaten and scattered with a terrible chewing noise, and quickly finished. It was as mean-spirited and greedy as an animal, as it was showing us.

Finished eating, Val looks at me again with the same nasty grin he just had.

"Couldn't bear to see the elegant princess Sama?

Lick and laugh at the rest of the food on your mouth with your tongue. The unpleasant sound of jugular echoed into the room.

... Again, he's been provoking us. I don't know why you sell us so much fights as unnecessarily, but at least the current situation is telling me that I'm terribly unhappy with him.

"No matter how uncomfortable you try to buy it, it's no use. I'm not letting you out of here until tomorrow.

When I tell him so clearly, his face is rapidly distorted. I pounded my tongue and pointed that way, pointing more at my connected eyes.

"Is the time to feed the sinners over? Then just go home.

Put your arms together hard and show your full body that you are not willing to talk anymore. I had no choice but to start picking up the dishes he had eaten all over.

"Then the rest is going to be adult sleep. Failure to do so will not heal the wounds completely, at least until you come to this room. To help the children, you have to be all right first."

"I told you, I don't need your help."

Val roughs up his voice and yells.

Only my face turns this way, stripping out my teeth like fangs, and turning towards me as if I were going to stab a sharp eye.

He can't lie to us in a slave contract. I mean, all his words are serious.

He is intimidated and a little frightened as he exhales like the roar of a beast. Still managed to hold it back, and it was when he picked up the dishes he had finished scattering and turned them into baskets and lifted them.

"... eh.... don't you... want to... help Chemetho and Sefek...?

It's Tiara.

Tiara asked Val as she shrunk her thin body with a small voice. He calls desperately from Arthur's back, who stands in front of Style and Tiara.

"... right. but Temehe and the others asked for help. Stick together.

Giroli, and Val answers, staring sideways at Tiara. The style is small and controls Tiara with one hand, holding her back from coming forward any further.

"... aren't those kids important...?

If it matters, why don't you honestly try to get help? I'm sure Tiara would like to say that. I was freaking out, my shoulders, and I was staring desperately at Val as I shook my lips.

"Oh, I don't think it's important, you little punk."

"What...?

Tiara couldn't hide her confusion in Val's words to answer instantly. Val rang his tongue again and again like it was harsh and rocked his body.

Then why do you want me to help them? It wasn't just Tiara, I, Style, and Arthur each got stuck in words without understanding.

"... Aren't you worried...?

Still, Tiara asks. Desperately, keep asking to understand him.

"Don't worry, it doesn't apply in the right words."

Still, Val refuses.

Slave contracts are in place. I forgive your disrespect, but I'm not forgiving you for lying.

His words are true.

"I see... why do you want to help...?

"Because you need it." I will! Live easy... for that. "

Easy, easy.

Do you think Val is using those children? Being a person of convenience to me, do you think I need them as servants who move with their hands and feet instead of their own, whose freedom does not work under the covenant of slavery, or as a workforce?

I guess we both have the same idea. Style carved a wrinkle deep between his brows and turned his eyes like he saw something obnoxious, and Arthur held it tight with his sword peeled out of anger or his teeth.

Tiara shrugged in tears as she stepped back like she was shocked.

"Eh... for you,... Chemetho and Sefek... what...?

Ask as if to entrust hope at the end. For a hearty Tiara, I guess Val, who says so much about people close to her, can't believe it.

Val looks back and stares straight at Tiara like she did when she turned to me. His fist protruded hard against the floor and he yelled.

"To the point of dying, the kids have been together for the last four years! It just makes me feel like I want to kill you over and over again at first."

A roaring roar echoes all over the room.

Again, I should have ordered you to remain quiet. When I thought so, Val finally headed to Tiara and roughed up his breath.

"If you feel better, don't disappear, Princess Sama. Blessed man, make a man of himself in a blessed world! Bug spit runs..."

As it was, at the end of the day, he said, "Temei Mi Na Kai is going to throw up backwards," and rolled over with his back to us.

... dialogue now, I think I've heard of it.

It's certainly one of Val's few appearances in the game. It's a scene where Val laughs after Tiara, who runs around under the castle and builds a wall out of rubble and gets stuck, "I feel sorry for Sama, the pretty princess, but Sweet like Temehe hates it enough to throw up".... but then the attacker comes to help. Val is not the target of the game's offense, and I wonder if it doesn't go well with Tiara. But if Tiara can save us by leaning closer to the heart of every attacker, Val can... When I thought about it that much, I remembered. Speaking of which, the game's progressing convenience, Tiara was in the process of getting closer to the target audience one by one. I met her once four years ago, but it's almost the first time I've met her. Maybe leaning against Val's heart also needs time. Arthur. What a "don't touch" remark from the middle of the game. At the end of the day, we made progress to marriage, and maybe we just need to see a little more.... Unfortunately, I don't have time for that right now.

Tiara tries to step forward and get close to Val, but Style and Arthur stopped her. Though there is a contract of servitude, it is only natural that we do not want to bring the weak Tiara closer to the present Val. Keep the style going. "Sister, come here, too." He also calls to me. I already gave him a meal, and I certainly don't need him anymore. We should take the day off for tomorrow.

"... I'll be here a little longer. Style, Arthur. Tiara, please.

Still. Val roared back at my words, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Tiara, I'm sorry to scare you. It's okay, I'll talk to you.

I'm sure Tiara will be able to crack it with Val in a while. I just need some time. I stroked my pretty sister's head once I walked over to Tiara and the others and spoke up. Now when I speak, with that willingness.

There must be a reason why this child, sensitive to people's grief, hung his words on Val, who should have been so scared. Besides... the question with Val and Tiara now bothered me a lot.

Style and Arthur were quite opposed to leaving me and Val alone, but I could not harm people with a contract of servitude and above all I would be safe if I told them and asked them to accept me. The truth is that I asked Steele to pick me up after dawn of the night, but eventually the two fierce opposites led Steele to pick me up with Arthur an hour later. "I'm standing by with Arthur, call me on the signal if you need anything," Style was pressed in case.... wouldn't I be so trustworthy?

In front of Style moving Arthur and Tiara instantly, Tiara hugged me with her trembling arm. "I can't do anything... I'm sorry," he muttered in a small voice, still with tears in his eyes.... I didn't know if that was the word to me or to Val. That's not true, and I stroked my head again, and I laughed at Tiara all the way from front of me until the three of them disappeared.

The sincerity of Val's words now is still, I don't know.

It's just that he was looking for help. He wants you both to help him.

But what if.

If all he really thinks about is using the two children for convenience.

Before I can help them, I have to figure it out properly.

Can't take it back, before.