506 "Book Launch Today: A Tale of Appreciation" The knight's dream is.

"... I wanted to..."

............... where are you, here.

Bright white in front of and around you.

When did you get here? I think it's blurry.

What, I... what time is it...? This morning, the Kingsguard...

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... like spitting blood, I heard voices.

When I looked around, one kid bit the ground and squatted in a white space.

I grabbed a fist full of dirt, beat it to the point where blood seeped into the ground, and... I was crying.

I crawl into four beasts and scratch and punch the ground. Just look and it hurts. Hit me in the fist, I can yell.

Cry, cry, make a water reservoir on the ground. They suck, and still keep yelling.

My hands are going to be stupid, and I can't stop saying that even as an n 'nak, it just hurts my body. Hey, I rang to stop you, but I didn't hear back. I just keep beating my bloody seeping fists to the ground the same way. As soon as I tried to reach out and touch him to force me to stop, my chest clasped with strange discomfort.

Once I pull my hand in, I also crouch on the spot to peek into the kid. Speak up and you won't reply to me. Instead

"To the knight..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Become......

As soon as I could hear the words, I stopped breathing.

I'm sure who the kid in front of me is. Now it's time to peek in.

My face was more on the ground, and if I looked up, my pale eyes were wet from behind my long silver hair.

Sometimes he meditates on his eyes, eats his teeth and binds them.

Definitely. If I think so, I don't even know what to say anymore.

"I wanted to be a knight..." Shit... I don't know anymore... what, more, faster... "

To the appearance of crying, moaning and roaring, and to the words.... at that time, I think blurry.

I wanted to be a knight, I wanted to give up, I couldn't give up.

My father and I quarreled and realized that I could roar in the field by myself.

You killed your voice because you didn't want anyone to know about it, not even your father or your mother.... There was nowhere I could spit it out like this and cry.

I see this face similar to Father's, I didn't like the eyes of all of them.

"Nor wo... it's not...... I'm... I'm...

Stop it.

If I slap you n, my hands really go crazy.

At the corner, if the knight can't use his hand, he won't have an ex or a child.

That's what I thought, but I hesitated to touch it.

I... didn't want you to touch me. Mouth like you know, even if you hear a kind word like that, the more you look at your face, the more you know it's a laugh and just a consolation you've taken care of.

Once upon a time, all the words hung up were hard.

Look at him, Father. I don't know what else to do. I hated it when they said that.

Throw and push all your raw, warm dreams. No matter what happens to me, nobody's gonna help me.

"... it was too late... I... I... I don't know..."

Wow, it's lame.

Father, I don't want to show you a similar face, so my hair is stretched and scattered, painted on the dirt stain in the field, and my fist hits me and my nails are seeping blood.

If you peek, your father's face is very distorted and unnecessarily similar. When I look at it like this, I really think I looked like my father. I think the tears are overflowing, I shake my shoulders, and I think it looks more like I'm in the lower echelons than Hatake.

Beat both fists to the ground again, crying. I think it's tight now to see my hair shaking like a bump and shivering to my chin. I don't know how to wake up from this nasty dream and look around again.

"... to the knight... there's no way I can do anything."

"I can be an absolute pair.

... I grabbed that hand I shook up before I hit the ground.

The hand I could easily hold is much thinner than I am now.

The kid who grabbed my arm and looked surprised finally looked up at me.

With a tearful face, you look at me. I see pale eyes peeling from the gap in my long hair, scratching left and right with my opposite hand.

"... be. Absolutely, you would.

In my words the kid shook his head left and right.

Eat and bind your teeth with no change and no tears. That's not why I'm complaining fully about those eyes alone.

Put your strength into the kid's gripping hand and pour out your feelings. Thin, brittle, dirty. Hands like worn out borough dolls are seeping blood too,... I think that guy held these hands for me.

"I can definitely be.... you are truly blessed.

I say it myself, I laugh.

You praise yourself, your body tickles at the feeling of bragging.

... Still, that's what I wanted to tell you.

"Someday I'll find out.... I can meet someone who makes me realize. Then the world changes all at once... and even happiness seems like it.

"That's why I'm here..." "Oh, my God..."

To my words, a kid gives me his opposite hand and shivers.

I peeled my teeth out and my pale eyes burned in anger.

Show them the hands that should have been the only way to grow plants. It's a disgrace to me, it doesn't do any good, it's how it all broke.

I grab it and grip it from the kid with my opposite hand. If I can help, I blur that I would break it right now.

"... it doesn't matter what your special abilities are. Even knights have a lot of people's.

"My father is a daddy. My father is a daddy. My special abilities make me a father."

I said it myself and it scratched me again.

A kid eating and tying his teeth and crying just after he roughed up my voice, he distorted his face and sipped his nose like he didn't even have a voice.

It embarrasses me later to realize that the words I'm saying and the words my father used to say to me were overlapping as they were. But I still can't turn away from the kid in front of me.

"... there are many strong and awesome knights, even without special abilities. Some knights are also praised and recognized by their fathers and Clark.

Captain Alan is a knight who is strong enough to do anything for Deputy Eric.

"And after all,... it's not the only knights with special abilities that are strong.

Captain Column is out of command, and even Mr. Harrison is a powerful knight, not just fast.

"Even now, I can be. Besides,... some guys get stronger with me.

Not even a knight, and he's more special than your father.

Laughing as I said that, the kid opened his mouth to Pocan. I know exactly what you're trying to say about a guy like that. Connect with each other with both hands, tangle your fingers and grip tight.

Smaller and less pitiful hands than I am now, but... there are people who need me even with these hands.

"It's our partner. My stomach is black and my mouth is bad.... Mon with me protects me. Because he's a good guy to rely on.

I'm glad you're here,...... it seems so many times.

You'll never believe Style and... the First Prince and Dachi.

Still, he's the best liar I've ever lied to, because I think he'll definitely protect that guy with me.

"You can also meet people who want to protect you.... the man also believes that we can be knights. I can't believe that person... gave me a lot of things.

That's why I'm fine. That being said, a large amount of tears overflow from the kid's eyes again.

My whole body trembles as I overflow.

How many times I fixed my clogged breath and then I finally moved my mouth.

"... n convenient story, so there is...?

You have weak hands to grab me back. He shuddered and frightened, and... he sounded like he was shouting scared of expectations.

His shoulders were round and his eyes were empty with a single toned voice. My eyelids stick with tears and my breath is rough. My arm was lowered from my hand, which was grabbed by me, rounded up to my back. I guess if I let go of my hand here, he'll be stuck on the ground again.

My mouth was distorted by the suspicion against me. A vain eye looks up at me and stares. If I fix it up at all, I'm sure you won't even listen to me anymore. So I...

"Oh well......

I laugh.

... I knew you wouldn't believe it. And I think so myself.

I don't think I'm angry or angry, I'm just convinced.

The kid dished his eyes again as surprised that my response was unexpected, when he breathed out and laughed. Look me in the face, I suspect you're deluding me. Still, it doesn't matter. When I laugh, I slap the kid on the shoulder with one loose hand, "You don't believe me, do you?" Keep it that way with n

I held him tight.

With only one hand connected, pull the thin body with the opposite hand and hold it tight.

The kid, who suddenly looked surprised, didn't move with himself stiff. Still, it doesn't matter. I hold it tight and put my hand on its back and slap it gently. The kid with the face out of my shoulder didn't say anything with his jaw on.

"N. Then wait.

If you can't believe it, you can't help it.

Even I,... sometimes I still can't believe it. Because meeting that guy was a miracle in itself. So much so that when I woke up one day, I thought it was all a dream.

"Now,... wow, I know it's hard and tight to die, but still bear with me, bear with me and wait.

Sometimes I thought it was tough, but I was dying.

From here on out, I cried hard and over and over again.

I hurt myself so many times, I kill myself.

I feel so worn out that I can't even see it...... I regret it to death.

Still.

"If you see that guy, it'll all pay off.

That guy, he'll save us.

Cover it all up and tell me everything.

The kid's, the whimpering stops. The kid didn't say anything in a pompous, empty silence. It's just a little bit in my hand to grab me, but I got strength from my fingertips.

Slap him on the back, hug him one more time, and then peek into his face from the front again.

I had long hair dripping down my face and hiding again. Scratch it up gently and now flush it behind your back.

"His hair, his father's similarities................ I'm sure you'll like it.

If I can't believe it, my eyes are still screaming.

Eat and tie your teeth, sip your nose, and still hold my hand back stronger than just now. He cried too much and had a red face, showing the pale of his eyes.

"So, you can like us, too.

Wipe the kid's eyes with your fingers.

No matter how much I wiped, I hadn't stopped crying, and I gave up along the way and stroked my head instead.

I stroked my hair to the left and right, and each time I swayed my long hair.

"... so just take good care of your body until then. Our precious mon... you're really protecting us, aren't you?

Release your hands and wrap them with both hands.

I hope you won't hurt my hand any more when the blood seeps in and the mud stains.

For the first time, the kid nodded loudly at the last word I said. Big open eyes and the kid breathing with his shoulders still painfully open his trembling mouth.

"Eh... how could I... can I..."

"Oh, I can.

"Knight... my father's, shame... look at me like a knight"

"N, there's not a single person.... sooooooooooo good people.

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"I can strain my chest.... Father and Knight are our pride, aren't we?

Tears overflowed again from the bollocks and the kid.

Instead of nodding to my question, he leaned down and... gripped me back with the power of his first glance.

Bent or distorted, I think it's me after all.

Stand up with the kid's hand grabbed. If I tried to pull it up and pull it from arm to arm, the kid stood up flustered as well.

He's still short, and I think he's light again.

The kid pulled his hand. He looked up at me and opened his mouth again. It's good to open, but I don't know what to say, so I kept waiting until I talked to you for a while.

Then he closed his mouth once and rubbed his eyes with his own arm. He sipped his nose hard and pulled my hand as he looked up with his swollen eyes, red face and nose. "Nah," he asks me in a much better voice than just now.

"... me too, can you really look at me...?

... I couldn't help but hold my breath.

My heart sounds amazing and I can see my eyes getting rounded.

A pale eye clearly visible from the face scratching my hair,... something glowing as if I wanted it.

I'm happy with the light, I show my teeth and I laugh. Now I'm so happy and itchy that he wants to jump up and say that to me.

"It's decided, Wo.

Laughing haha, stroking my head as much as I could with my empty hands to delude me. When I carelessly stroked him even as he got bossy, the kid waved away like he was angry and held his head down. "Touchy! 'He yelled at me and laughed in his voice even after his hands were away from the kid.

The kid, who cluttered his head back with his hands,... gradually dissolved in white.

Mixed in the background very thin, white. I looked up at the kid, but he didn't say anything while staring at me.

Finally, wave gently from me.

See you later, before I say it, the kid disappeared white, but I don't think it's good.

I could stop crying properly, and he said something delightful. And more than anything else.

I know this is not a goodbye.

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"Arthur. That's a lot of flaws from earlier.

Lack of sleep? And Style throws it at me.

Style, who came to Lord Pride's room after a break, only moved his mouth at me as I read a law-related book on the couch.... Yay, the extension was leaking in my voice.

I look at me even Lord Pride and Tiara and I tilt my neck, so I bow my head in a hurry with all due respect. Mr. Harrison's staring next door in place of the non-shift column captain. I'm so scared.

"Didn't you get much sleep last night?

No, I don't think so... and the words of Lord Pride cage my mouth.

I can't tell you I dreamed of that. It's so embarrassing to think about it now, and I feel like I'm complimenting myself and I'm being complimented like that.

After I close my mouth once, I manage to choose the words.

"A little,... strange dreams. No, I don't remember you at all!

Say no first before they ask.

I accidentally rubbed my voice, and on the contrary, I looked up at the fact that Style showed interest. Laugh a little bad and be sure you're definitely going to dig in. For some reason, I even care about Mr. Harrison. I'm going to look at the cancer, and there's no escape.

"Arthur, if you're tired..."

"No, I'm not tired. I'm fine. I had no problems with the early morning exercise."

I rush past and cut Lord Pride's words along the way. I asked Mr. Harrison to agree with me when I ran away. If it was Captain Column or something, you'd help me out well. And I can't turn back any more, asking for help. He was surprised that he suddenly shook from me, and opened his mouth after Mr. Harrison, who raised his eyebrows slightly, vacated it for a few seconds.

"... there was no problem.

... Good.

He managed to be on my side. Relax, it's easy to understand. I'll put my chest down. I don't want to worry about the pride any more.

And now Tiara asks me, "Don't you remember at all?" Something troubles me that I feel bad about nagging lies.

"... uh...,... wow, I'm so proud of you" dreams.

I'm not lying.

Now I think it was both me, and I don't remember anymore and I'm not sure which was really my consciousness.

Then Master Pride laughed ridiculously and hid his mouth. Tiara laughs and faces Master Pride to be caught too. Stayle asked me who it was, so I hide it through that I just don't know. You can never tell me I bragged to me. When I said that, Style shrugged his shoulder and looked back at the law book when he was less interested.

"You're quite a confident man to be proud of you.

... What does that mean?

When I twisted my neck without knowing what it meant, Lord Pride and Tiara nodded to agree. Well, I think so, too, and he laughed and looked at me.

"Next time that person goes into a dream, brag about paying him back. Even Arthur is a brilliant knight.

That said, my heart is accidentally shot by Master Pride, who laughs like a prank.

Flah, my foot floats for a moment and I manage to fill it up with a word back. I didn't think I could be praised here.

Tiara nods, too, and for some reason she laughs proudly up to Style, which makes me awesome and embarrassing.

".................. Yes.

Return the words as you tighten your mouth loose somehow.

Next thing I know, … I don't remember who bragged me anymore. It was a dream, and gradually less memorable than this morning. Whether you bragged or even were bragged.

Is my dream someone I know? It's not a good idea who's bragging around me. I can't even grasp the outline of the person I was talking to anymore.... just.

"... me too, can you really look at me...?

Sure, I think that's what they said.

I was so proud of him. I think it's a weird return for him.... So I'm the one who was bragging? It would be so embarrassing if it were.

I don't even remember why you asked me that, or how I returned it.... Just...

The only thing I was so proud of is that I still have it in my chest.