544 455. The courier is closed.

"First of all, … I really apologize for this inconvenience, His Royal Highness Prince Leon. Though I didn't think of where they were going. Like this......

"No, not at all. More than that, Prince Stayle, what's your pride...?

Leon took lightly, and urged, to the style of bowing his head with apologies.

To Leon's urging, Style makes his gaze wander only for a moment. As he turned to Val and the others, he only exhaled once and opened his mouth. This story is confidential, and I ask Leon to stop and then talk slowly. As the Val and the others, who have no idea what's going on, follow the order.

"Sister,... fell at Birthday, and since I woke up, there have been many problematic behaviors, as people have changed, and as a result, I was under house arrest in the castle... and even in my own room.

house arrest. Leon accidentally stopped blocking his open mouth on the words.

That pride was the surprise and the last convince from the leopard freak I saw. I also understand that if Pride continued to behave the same way after that, it would be a necessary procedure. Rather, I wondered what was unnecessarily going on when I thought I might have committed something even worse than I knew that I had been narrowed from within the castle.

With that in mind, Val, who had been silent until earlier, briefly asked Style, "What happened to the Kingsguard knights?" Leon nodded loudly at the words as well, throwing his gaze at Style as he asked together. If they were with Pride all the time, I would have stopped the rampage on the Vals, too.

In response to that inquiry, Style turned to them once in silence. Now I made it for a little while and quietly said it off after holding the black edge of my glasses.

"The Kingsguard knights also take, dedicated samurai and Kingsguards. And the school system you enacted, sister... the delivery guy. Everything was temporarily frozen. The decision is that it is difficult for you to control your sister now.

Of course, as soon as the surrogate or takeover is over, Val asks, "Ah?" He roared softly. Not only does the leopard weird of pride expose their dissatisfaction with being frozen to their work. Sefek and Chemetho also raised their voices to the words, "Yeah, when are you going to start again?"

"The prospect of resumption has not been determined. So, … today's noise has officially determined that you, sister, will move to the tower away from tomorrow.

Leon holds his breath slightly to Style's words.

As a fiancée of Pride, I had heard some explanations about the castle's facilities when I stayed in the Kingdom of Friesia. … what kind of place is the distant tower?

Val said, "It's a tower of separation, huh? When asked back," It's a place to isolate royalty and others for a reason, "he briefly explained in a voice like Stayle killed his emotions. Leon couldn't hide his shock that Pride would be accommodated in such a place. Fluffy, fluttering at his feet, he leaned down gently holding his head with his fingertips. Prince Leon? and slowly pointed his jade eyes at Steel as he leaked his plundered voice," It's okay...... "if Steel worried and hung up.

"Please, tell me… Prince Steele. To pride since then,...... what happened.

It was visible to me that I would be hurt if I asked.

It's not about the pride in me, it's about listening to that tough pride I saw at the end.

'Perhaps… you will never see your pride again'

Remembering the words he had been told to Vest, Leon accidentally held his own chest.

The pain ran like he was stabbed with a needle, even remembering he couldn't breathe like a seizure.... Still, you can't really not ask to know what's going on with her.

As Stayle also bothered Leon so far, he couldn't leave unilaterally for as long as he wanted. Having the Vals hidden here has not taught anyone the style, including Rosa, the queen. Even after this, it was impossible to say no here.

If I threw my gaze at Val to make sure, he would give it back to me with a sharp eye. Naturally, he also wants an explanation from the beginning. Instead of pride leopards, Val only heard rumors that Pride had even collapsed at Birthday.

I also thought it was wild to ask if he wanted to hear it, and instead, Stayle looked straight back at Val.

"You can talk to him from the start.... but ask us to elaborate on what you just did. After that, we'll talk about the future.

Good, and Val returned only one sound when he got confirmation.

acknowledging and receiving, the style speaks out in turn. From the time Leon already knew how Pride fell, he woke up and even exposed the atrocities in the castle to the injured.... and ten years ago, Pride, Rosa and the other superiors made a decision about it.

From the Val's and the others, it was all about doubting my ears. Sefek and Chemetho felt like they were listening to someone else on the way with their mouths open. From Val's point of view, I was surprised that it was such a sudden change, but if I thought it was what that "Bakemon" I met today, not the pride I knew, I could accept it sooo much.

However, there is still a lot of confusion in my mind about that and the fact that Pride was the same person. Leon was also particularly shocked about his past pride, but at the same time he finally understood clearly the sincerity of Vest's words.

"But...... today is far too much to beat that too. My sister herself insisted with her mother that she was not out of the room, that it was the courier who broke the window, and that it was self-defense...

Talking that far, Style shifted his gaze from Leon to Val.

Val opened his teasing mouth with a tongue in his eyes just saying it was your turn to talk... for once, hesitated.

"... hey, haven't you dressed the kids yet?

Off the style, Val throws to Leon.

Immediately drawing on Val's intentions, Leon leaked his voice, "Ah," and Style also put his arms together to wait. You did, and Leon, returning the words, glanced at Cefek and Chemetho, who were still being held in sand, and threw them at Style.

"! Yes, Prince Steele.... Actually, we both can't lift this restraint. Can't you do something with instant travel......?

Style blinked again at Leon's words and saw Val.

"It would be your ability," he asked one word, but Val only threw up "it's not my will" when he distorted his face abominably. To the words, Style, who understood that he could not lift them of his own free will because of Pride's orders, muttered, "You mean..." and walked over to the two of them in a sigh with his arms together.

"I'm sorry, don't notice.

Apologizing for leaving the two in custody for a long time, Stayle first touched Sefek's sand restraint.

Only a chunk of sand that was holding Sefek in a flash is instantly moved out and free. The words "Ah... Ri, there is" leaked small from Sefek. The next time Chemetho's restraint was turned off in the same way, Chemetho laughed at Style as he held Sefek's hand, raising his hands gladly.

"Thanks to Master Stayle, Val and Sefek helped! Much appreciated!

Thanks! and Sefek also lowered his head with a pepper so that he could be caught by Chemetho bowing his head.

The first time I felt word from the front to the two of them, Style smiled softly back at the end after turning her eyes slightly round. "... I'm glad you're safe," he said, zeroing out of his mouth, then his facial muscles froze in an instant at the fact that the culprit who matched the two to such eyes was pride. As the two of them tilted their necks at the sudden change of expression, Style shrugged "No..." and bowed her head again to both of them.

"... but it's not something you can apologize for.... My sister did terrible things. Now I'll apologize instead, I'm really sorry.

To the suddenly apologetic style, Chemetho and Cefek raised their voices "His Royal Highness the Prince" to panic the other way around. As a result of the panic, Val was stunned by Steele again because the two of them made "I'm used to getting beaten up, so I'm fine" remarks. "Tiny," Steele exhaled sounding at Val, who painstakingly handed Steele's gaze.

"All three of them had seen a doctor, but they said it was no problem.... Rest assured.

Read your mood or I can recommend the couch as it is to Leon, who laughed smoothly. After receiving it and thanking her, Style finally sat down on the couch in the room.

If Leon got confirmation from the samurai outside the room, he came back saying he was ready. Upon hearing that, Val urges Chemetho and Sefek to go ahead. Bathtubs, body polishing and dressing costumes are available in separate rooms. The castle of the kingdom of Anemone, like the kingdom of Friesia, was also concerned about spending the room separated from Val if they were not both alone, thanks to the frequent increase in access.

Chemetho, who confirmed Val's expression, pulled Sefek's arm, "Let's go," and the two left the room guided by a samurai.

Val exhaled greatly fed up after hearing the door shut quietly and Patapata, Sefek and Chemetho's footsteps farther away.

"... a week ago. The Lord had commanded me to come and pick up the letter today.

Remaining quietly low as he hated to talk, Val spoke out before Steele could command him to.

Nothing. I didn't care enough to be able to impersonate sin for breaking into my pride room, but I don't lie to Style, who is royal because of the bondage of servants' covenants. Val explains to Pride that he was called only by the movement of his mouth from the window, and that he was instructed to break the window. And that he was deprived of all permission to pride in accordance with the covenant of his servants.

Val sincerely thinks it would have been nice if it had been narrowed down to "not all permits" but "permits to myself". Otherwise, by now, even Leon and Steele would have had to speak in flat mouth.

If he started telling Pride that he was about to be ordered to kill Cefek and Chemetho, only then did he move his mouth away from Steele and Leon in an uncomfortable manner, obnoxiously.

"... it was just one letter away. If Temeh hadn't come. Oh, he would have strangled the kids for sure.

Just like you ordered. and the vomited and thrown away words were terribly heavy and seemed to be mixed with even hatred and disgust.

Leon has no words for too many acts. Pride, I just can't believe that the same royalty did the kind of work that I enjoy shaking even if it's not.

What's more, imagining the tragic scene Val told us about, his heart pulsed badly and his breath shallowed as if he were stunned. Where you work, such as letting your own hands kill important beings, your hair backwards and trembles so that your whole body will react to rejection even if you just think about it.

Really..., Style, who answers just one word, clouds his expression and recalls what Pride said earlier. At the same time, I am still determined that is the only future policy and open my mouth.

"Val.... I command you in the name of First Prince Stale Royal Ivy. Don't you come back to the kingdom of Friesia.

Ahhh and Val stripped his teeth in frustration with Stile's words. What do you mean, if you ask, Style turns to Leon as if to ignore Val, and goes on with the words.

"Prince Leon, … if possible, could you keep them confidential for a while? Instead, in the meantime, if anything happens to you about your sister, it's in secret, but I'll tell you.

"I don't mind...? Besides, if you can let me know about Pride, I just want it.

Hey, Val finally absurds his voice to two people who ignore themselves and move on to the conversation.

After being suddenly deported from the country, it was also natural to be angry at the situation where he was being handed over at will as if he were a dog or a cat. But still, Stayle ignores it and keeps talking to Leon.

"I'm so sorry, Prince Leon. If they... if Val bothers you, write to me, not to you or your mother. I will take care of it right away.

"No, I'm the same person who wants to protect them. If Prince Steele hadn't offered you anything, you would have wanted it from me.

"Thank you. Once everything has settled down, I will thank you again. This one offered to help even a year ago..."

"No, that's Ning Ro." I owe you one, Prince Steele. Really then. "

"Hey, prince, come on, come on..."

Don, and.

I yelled at Val as far as my power could not stand, and on the contrary, the style jumped more with instant travel from the top of the couch.

From sitting on the floor, he was suddenly jumped by the style and grabbed by the chest again, slamming him straight from his back onto the floor. Style tries to cross over the fallen Val to take the move. He was supposed to be talking to Leon calmly until just now. He caught Val from the front with his angry, rolling eyes to scorch.

Val, eating and tying his teeth to a sudden and unexpected blow, glanced back without being able to thrust or push away the style with a slave contract. Style, who is already used to seeing Val's vicious face, approaches his face so close that his forehead hits him as he reinvigorates his gripping hand.

"Come on, it's my dialogue, you idiot.

With absolute zero degrees of words, Style unleashed a black hegemony. Now on this occasion, I was seeping so much killing air that it wasn't strange for me to be strangled. Too much style leopard, he went on to Val, who was confused by the words while eating and tying his teeth.

"How do you not know you have a place in the kingdom of Friesia?"

Val opens his eyes to the words of a pale speaking style. "What...?" When I finally squeezed out the words, I was looked down from the style, which opened a little distance from my face, with an eye that was also close to scorn.

"Do you want your current sister to fool you again?

In a word, Val stretched his whole body terribly.

What did I see today as a result of Pride's orders? I understood the fear better than anyone else.

"Now I'm under house arrest in a tower away from me, but I don't know when I might come out. If, by chance, I see your sister, this time you will lose both of them.

If you take even a word of "kill", you can't avoid it anymore.

Where Stayle later helped the three of them, he said that Val must continue to aim for the lives of both of them for the rest of his life, just as he did in this detention unless the order was lifted. Behind the eyes of the style, which even lined up only that fact, the darkness swayed like a swing. Val is even deprived of tongue movement by the guillotine, black glowing eyes and words heavier than lead. There's no word for it. To Val, Steele says, "Is that good? Continue with the words as you ask."

"We're gonna lose it? Now it's time. Really, really. You can let them kill you both with their own hands. Burn breathless moments into your eyes in that hand, and that feeling will never be forgotten for the rest of your life. You lose everything you grabbed so desperately with your own hands. Sister said you were" looking forward to it, you know? "Looking forward to it. He hasn't even been satisfied yet. I was seriously going to let you kill both of us, and now it's time for you to let your sister lose the life she could have saved thanks to you for your road trip. Is that good or is that best for you? There's no way you're going to be able to live for both of us, if you're going to die, if you're going to be recognized at all as a person you want to protect, until I tell you I won't forgive you for losing your family, until I tell you I'm good enough to stay away from our country and your pride."

The words of Style, who told him to wind up in almost a single breath from the way down, had countless mixed emotions and conceived passions. At the end of the day, it releases a fury that echoes into the room.

Val, who was at close range to too much voice volume, was vibrated by his ears and skin. Style's face turned bright red with anger, and from his crooked mouth his neat teeth had been eaten and stripped out tied. From the hand that grabbed his chest, he devoured his nails, and his rough breath was slightly trembling. Still while he breathed with his shoulders, Stile's eyes were directed at Val without blinking one blink open to the limit.

………………

Val, bathed directly from the stir with words, didn't even speak for a really long time.

Style's words were too correct, and I couldn't just find the words to return them. The shape of Style in an attempt to remind him of his current position was too desperate and pressing to seem like any other HR. It was so sad that I didn't think of myself as the words of Style that I... at least didn't think of myself as good.

"Huh... if there's anything for you or Chemetho and the others.......... That guy from the past cries.

At the same time as breathing, Steele regained some calm and finally took her hand off Val's chest, which shrugged when she muttered so. Slowly retreat from above him and fix the position of the glasses with your fingertips. And I corrected my collar myself, keeping an eye on Val.

"... Prince Leon will surely hide you.... stay as far away from me as possible.

Other than that, please use it as you please, Val finally got zero tongue pounding on the style that I clearly say no to Leon in front of him. I didn't feel like saying it back anymore, thinking that if Leon and I were together outside, it would be Othi who would be mistaken for slaves.

"It's more than that from me.... Also comes to report to Prince Leon. I'll ask you again if you have any complaints then.

Now if you'll excuse me. and shortly after I greeted Leon politely, Style vanished in an instant.

"Are you okay," Leon said softly to Val, who looked ill as he scratched Gashi and his head hard again and again.

"Though I think it goes without saying.... I guess I was thinking of you guys.

"Ugh.

If you know what I mean, don't tell me, and Val, grumpy and roaring, woke up heavily and grabbed his face in a leaning manner while sitting on the floor. Roaring, eating and tying teeth, fisting untouchable anger into the floor.

As things stand now, I am clearly at a disadvantage. Val knows full well about that extent, too. And above all...

Concon.

"Look, look! Sooo beautiful clothes!

"I also got Val's share of clothes! Me and Sefek chose it!

Gachan, Sefek and Chemetho jumped in with the sound of the door called

The two men, beautifully groomed up to their hair and dressed in unclean clothes, would have looked aristocratic if they had seen anyone who knew nothing. Cefek, who grabbed him to show him the skirt part, and Chemetho, who held Val's share of clothes in both hands, rushed to Val with a full grin. I noticed that there were no more stays in the room, but when Leon told me he had just left, I let him close his eyes a little and then nodded.

"Yeah, we both look great together. Then I guess it's easy to move.

"... it won't be very dirty for a while.

Answering Leon's words with a low voice, Val drew the clothes offered by Chemetho by grabbing an eagle with one hand.

"Why," Sefek rounded his eyes to Val's words. As soon as you travel, it will get dirty with dust and dust. When Chemetho asked, "How was your conversation with Master Stayle," Val grabbed Chemetho's head nearby with his opposite hand, exhaling fed up.

─... we can't just throw them away.

"... you stay here until the Lord does something about it. It's a chore here for a while."

In a bad mood, Val stood up slowly.

When I let the new change of clothes baffle me, I threw it at Sefek once after making sure that the useless decorations and clothing shapes weren't flickering or brilliant.

"You don't have to work anything else, I'll provide you with as much food and clothing as you want, okay?

"I don't have a hobby that Temehe feeds me.

Val peeled his teeth off as he annoyed Leon, who tilted his neck to show.

"Prince Steele has asked me to, too," Leon said, clapping his shoulders, clearly truncated, but now he was ignored. Basari, while talking to Basari on the spot, Val, stripping away one after another of the clothes he was wearing, said Sefek, "The Lord... are you okay?" and inquire into his new dressing in both hands.

- What kind of kill is that?

"I don't know. It's a royal matter, it's none of our business being hired.

That's all if they don't pay you. And Chemetho peered in without saying anything, saying that Val was uninterested. With his stripped clothes dropped on the floor, Val wears them in and out as they are when he receives his new clothes from Sefek.

"So... the Lord has gone crazy and you don't even know why." If the Lord had stayed like this forever, as Lady Steele really said...!

"At that time,... if your employer isn't the Lord, you don't even have to work for him. If it's another job, look for it appropriately.

Even where another human has taken over the role of requesting work from a delivery person, the Vals cannot be brought closer to the Kingdom of Friesia if their pride remains this way. The work of the courier becomes impossible in itself. What's more, you can't live permanently in the kingdom of Anemone. Because if Pride is crowned Queen as she is, she is free to visit her neighbor, the kingdom of Anemone.

Rather, many of the neighbouring countries of the Kingdom of Friesia are now allies and peaceful nations. All of that will no longer be a safe place for them.

─ It's a place to go. I don't know how much to lose.

"So..."

Sefek speaks up to Val, who finished weaving the last one.

I was terribly concerned about Pride for Cefek and for Chemetho. No matter how explained, it still only seems to the two of us that Pride is possessed by the devil as well. to Cefek, who keeps trying to return the word as many times as he can not be convinced. Val is

... I grabbed that head gently.

"... I can't believe it. Either way, there's not one thing we can do for the Lord right now.

Now shut up, as soon as I looked up at Val's face telling him to poke it away, Sefek had to nod small "... ok".

─ You can't just let go of "where you're going".

It just looks terribly painful, to his appearance.

While they realized it, they could only pretend not to know.

Chemetho picked up the clothes Val had undressed and when he looked for the trash, Leon called the ladies to make them clean up.

Sefek said, "What am I supposed to do with a job?" If I looked up at Val, "Leon suggested with a smooth laugh," then maybe you could use my escort. Chemetho said, "Those clothes look great!," he pulled Val's sleeve, laughing joyfully.

If I lost my mind, I was attacked by nausea, compressed like my lungs were tightened, and I was even aware to breathe. In my head, the pride so far alternated with that pride of disguise, scratching his heart many times. It feels as if he was betrayed by pride and at the same time lost her, eating and tying his teeth in his mouth unconsciously from frustration. But still, he...

"... no way.

I swallowed all of that without realizing it.

For those who should take precedence over themselves who are powerless enough to be willing to kill.