266 222. The outrageous princess beckons,

When my vision changed, a big bed was there.

A man like a king sleeps in his bed so that he can be surrounded by golden ornamented condiments.

A number of small lights were placed indoors, and the king, illuminated by those lights, was as if the colour of his hair and the reflection of the light of the surrounding dishes were combined to shine golden.

And Cedric is beside it.

You haven't noticed us yet.

He didn't even hang himself in a chair, kneeling directly on the floor beside the bed, joining his hands to pray with his elbows on his brother's sleeping bed.... No, maybe he's actually praying. What look he has on his forehead with his fingers alternately tightly tied, trying to lean down and not move at all.... my chest hurt just to imagine.

"... Cedric.

Gently, call his name. I called it in a whisper, but it didn't seem to have reached his ear. I called him again a little louder, and now I touched that shoulder.

Bickle! His shoulder trembled violently and his forehead on his hand slowly turned towards us away.

Even now, he looked like he was going to cry.

As strange as it was that there were no tears, his righteous face was badly distorted, his teeth devoured and tied, and his burning eyes filled with anxiety and sorrow.

... four years ago, to the point of remembering Chancellor Gilbert.

Strange, he didn't seem so surprised that we showed up. He opened his eyes a little and stared at me like he was taking a breath. His eyes suddenly moistened as if he had always enjoyed crying.

"... Pride.

I'm with you then.

At first, it had the same look as when a letter from the country arrived and tried to return.

Help me and I seem to hear a screaming voice coming from all over me.

"... because it's okay now.

Put your hands gently on his shoulder and look at Arthur. As if Cedric had just realized, "Who...?" and moved his mouth. He also looks a little confused by the humans in his systemic robe.

"It's top secret. … please keep this between yourself and my country… please keep it a secret from your mother and others.

That's what I said, and Style slapped Arthur's back lightly. Style slaps me, and Arthur walks over to the king in a narrow, fearful vision.

Seeing the king, I pulled myself aside unexpectedly in my open eyes with an uncertain perspective. The dried out eyeballs are gobbling. His hands and cheeks also seemed swollen and debilitated. Arthur reaches out to such a king.

I stood up on the spot like Cedric was wary, but put my strength into the hand I put on my shoulder. "Because it's okay," he said a little harder as he pressed, holding his fist to the spot to hold his own body.

Arthur gently palmed his strong, open eyes, and gently lowered the lid of the king.... it's as if it's going for the dead, with a little chest crunch. As it is, Arthur quietly touches the king's forehead.

Arthur's special ability is the power to heal diseases of all things.

Disturbance... "Even when it comes to frenzy, it's one end of psychosis when it comes to medicine in previous life. Then there's no way Arthur can heal you, even temporarily.

Arthur's rough breathing slowed gradually just touching that forehead. He sinks into bed so that his misguided throat gradually falls out of its power. An overflowing sweat pulled him like a tide in his eyes. Severe physical tremors slowly stop. Quietly exhaling sounds were heard from the king's mouth.

It didn't take as long as Maria did. Soon after a while, Arthur slowly releases his hand from his forehead.

Contrary to the loss of power from the king's expression, Cedric's face beside me stained with amazement. The open eyes, and the open mouth seemed unobstructed. "Brother..." he murmured in a plundered voice, at that time.

………… …

The lid of the king, which was closed by Arthur's hand, was slowly opened again. It opens comfortably like waking up from a dream.

"Brother!... me... you know what I mean..."

Cedric asks to discourage feelings of deviation. He appealed with his body in front of him so that he could peek directly into the king's face.

The king looked blind for a while, but after a few blinks, he finally turned that gaze to Cedric as if he was in focus. With one arm that seemed heavy as it was, I put my hand on Cedric's head and grabbed it.

"... are you home... Cedric...

In a plundered voice, I did say that. While gently loosening its mouth.

At that moment, Cedric's eyes finally made me cry zero. He ate and tied his teeth, rubbed his eyes in the palm of his hand and continued to wipe the overflowing tears.

Wipe even, but lift and grab your forehead so that you can get strength in your fingertips. His breath-taking voice leaked, squeezing his eyes hard, and desperately trying to indulge him, he seemed overwhelmed. Every time I wiped a tear with my palm, the decoration of his arm made a jarring noise.

"...?... What's up...

Zero words of kings like heartfelt doubt.

Haven't you noticed? Maybe I haven't lost my mind for a long time or even the status quo.

"… Your Majesty the King.

Instead of Cedric, who cries and has no words, I speak to the king. The king immediately noticed my voice and changed the angle of my neck. Turn your eyes round and say, "What are you...?" and leaked the word. Style stepped forward this time to respond to that word.

"I will see you first, Your Majesty. My name is Stale Royal Ivy, the first prince of Freesia. And I'm sitting here with His Highness the Pride Royal Ivy. I am the first princess of the kingdom of Friesia.

"Become... ⁉"

The king opened his eyes to Style's words and woke his body out of bed at once. The cloth, which was basically hung, flipped, black and white his red eyes so that his head awakened at once.

"Pride... Your Highness... ♪ Friesia... ♪"

It would be natural to be surprised. Because in his memory, he should not even have made contact with the Kingdom of Friesia.... other than an alliance meeting from here and my brother flying out of the country.

"Essedric, you really... ⁉ ⁉...! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. What the hell is going on here?

"Please calm down, Your Majesty.

Others will notice, and Style will forgive the king as he speaks.

He finally turned his consciousness and head around. I looked around understanding the current situation. The king rounded his eyes and, holding down his throat as uncomfortable as he felt in his dead throat because of his voice at once, Cedric stuck out the glass beside him to the king. Because of the rambling, the top water was zeroed into a few drops of the king's knee cloth. The surface of the glass, still holding his eyes with one arm and offering to care for his brother while blushing with tears, was dangerously shaken.

The king, who receives it reflexively, drank the contents of the glass all at once. You calmed down a little bit, exhaled and took a deep breath before turning to us again.

"The united kingdom of hanazoo, the kingdom of circus, is king. My name is Lance Silva Lowell. Sorry for the delay in greeting you and showing you the ugly spot and overlapping.

King Lance, who bowed his head deeply to the occasion, felt his majesty as a definite king despite his sleepwear.

"... If you don't mind, I'd like to tell you. What the hell is going on now?

Low, clear voice color is completely different from what you were sleeping in earlier. He lit the same burning eyes as Cedric red and wanted us to.

Style nodded accordingly and advised me to "explain it from me".

King Lance, who raised his focus so he wouldn't miss every word of explaining the style, was a stunning storm at the beginning.

That I have never gone mad and regained consciousness for days.

That Cedric came to our country to examine the alliance and today signed the alliance with his mother as acting king in the Kingdom of Sursis.

Furthermore, the destruction of alliances from the kingdom of China.

Either way, you can't be surprised. Besides, it's already been over ten days since the deadline for invasion was speeded up by the Kingdom of Copelandi, so don't get upset or something like that. It's impossible. For a moment, I was worried that I would get distracted again, but I didn't even have that vegetation at all. He held his head with one hand, but managed to swallow it without ever listening back to Stayle.

Finally, King Lance snorted for dozens of seconds after Stayle closed the conversation by asking his mother and the castle to keep it a secret that we had come this way.

"... first.

The moment he thought the silence had broken, King Lance snapped Cedric's shoulder garment, which was nestled next door. Grr, and the momentum pulls well, and Cedric's eyes circle as the tears just stopped. Only a few tears left in his sight strike the universe and crumble to King Lance as he is pulled.

"Oh, you fool!"

A clench shook off Cedric's head drawn to King Gatsung and King Lance's hand. Grr, "What do you do?" with Cedric's groan went up in protest. Still, King Lance grabbed the eagle just pulling out Cedric's golden hair without a problem.

"Suddenly I jumped out of the country! I'm signing alliances on my own behalf."

King Lance yelled at Cedric with a voice that lurked in one breath at what Joan would have made the soldiers chase immediately if he hadn't stopped.

"My brother was useless, so I don't know what else to do."

"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of the Pop Ride! And His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style."

I didn't hear Cedric's words until the end, and I bowed my head as much as I could with Cedric's head, which the king hissed as he turned to us. Cedric is also pushed head down so that he is crushed by King Lance's hand. A pendant who looked familiar from King Lance's clothes peered chilly on the clap.

"My stupid brother is very annoying... my brother is still immature and probably disrespectful..."

I don't know what to do, I'm letting the king bow his head in huge numbers. On top of this. No way. I was softened up a lot in the first three days. I can't say. "Oh... don't worry about it," I only came up with a slightly positive follow up.

"Stop it, brother! My hair will be messed up."

"I would have messed up my hair and stuff from the beginning, fool! Just keep your mouth shut.

Cedric's resistance is also vain, and Cedric remains held to his head, contrary to the king who raised his face. He's controlling Cedric with so much force that he doesn't think of it as a strained arm. With his strength on one arm as it was, he turned a serious eye when he turned to me.

"… I would like to thank you for your help in this difficult situation, even though I have had more alliance visits than before. Beyond the alliance you have formed, we will definitely give you what you deserve after the defense war.

King Lance, who said that he would soon confirm the covenant signed by the Alliance, turned his eyes to Arthur, who had refrained behind us. "By the way, who...?," Arthur retorted his hood deep in silence to King Lance, who lurked a little frown on Arthur, full of suspicion.