704 574. The converging head to the main formation.

"Now, Mother, as soon as you are ready, I will take you with the Kingsguard knight to the main battalion with my sister, Tiara, Prince Cedric. Lieutenant Harrison said he discovered the key to the shackles on his way here.

From the point of view of the correspondent's special abilities, Rosa, the queen, returns the words to the words of the reporting style.

The footage from the main regiment was lined up with Albert, the king and his wife, the Vest of Regents, who laughed relievedly. The style also captures Jill Bale's appearance in the corner of the video as small from there, turning his eyes slightly still red. "And the key to Chancellor Jilbert's shackles," he added, "only reflected the motion of Jilbert bending his back so that he could bow his head where he could not see his face from the video as he dared.

Stile finally bowed his head to Rosa and the others, laughing small at Jill Bale, who would be watching their footage. After cutting off the special abilities of the telecommuters, this time the footage from Rosa and the others disappears.

After confirming that, Style flipped his creased uniform.

I hold down the black edge of my glasses and look back with only tear marks softly grinning my remaining face. At the end of his gaze, Tiara was just holding each other with her pride still sitting around and Cedric's jacket woven with her feathers.

"!... brother. Um... my mothers were mad after all...?

Tiara looks back with a slightly tense face when she realizes that the style has finished communicating.

Cedric, who was kneeling behind Tiara's back, also made her shoulders stretch to fit into the words. Though things have converged, Tiara and Cedric have not changed that they have come shaking off the instructions of the top tier.

Tiara and Cedric, and Style shakes her neck sideways in the eyes of her eyebrow-dropping pride. And I opened my mouth in a shrugging motion.

"You are more right to say that now is not the time. From now on, with your sister, it is time for you to return to the main unit.... meet my mothers properly.

Tiara nodded cocklessly at the words.

Tiara, who shrugged a little, blurred in her head and thought, "How far should I apologize? I am prepared to say from the outset that I fled, that the United Kingdom of Hanazoo is not bad, that I fled on my own. But most of all...

"About your special abilities.... I'm glad you let us hear it too. I promise I'll do whatever I can to help you.

Style, who said so and stroked Tiara's head, turns his gaze quietly toward Cedric as he is.

Suddenly his eyes were gazed at from the style, and Cedric, with his vicious shoulders up and down, could not help but look away from him as if he had been stared at by a snake. Even though she was entrusted with her sister, she helped her escape and even took the lead and broke into the battlefield. Cedric dampened his palms as he rattled his throat wondering if he would be punished on this occasion. but…

"... well, I'm no match for His Royal Highness King Cedric.

Boom, Cedric rounds his eyes to a style that unexpectedly squeaks like a solitaire in a round voice.

I wanted to ask what that meant, but I felt disrespectful and hesitated to go deep on this occasion right now. Style made a conscious faceless look and bowed his head deeply when he made sure Cedric's eyes were rounded. I don't know anything more about it yet, Style, but at least I only understood Cedric's accomplishments this time. Because it's obvious who her only ally was until she got here.

Tiara's shoulders jump on the subject of sudden Cedric. A peek behind the dreaded retrospective revealed Cedric's face comparing himself to Steele in such a way that he didn't know. For losing his jacket, Cedric, who looked a little cold-looking at night, just leaned his little neck even when Tiara and I met each other in the eye.... As soon as possible, Tiara's face will also tie her lips together and force into her facial muscles.

Cedric takes it and traces his memory to whether he would have had any disrespect to piss him off, but I don't know which. Did you ever hug her, pull her hand, weave her jacket on her own, or... and in the meantime, Tiara deviated from face to face, trying to bury her on the shoulder of her pride again and hiding it.

"Then let's go, sister.... and the Kingsguard knights, please.

Squad Nine has the end of the torture tower and a search for Adam and the others.

I was awed by Style's words, and as the columns came forward, Pride turned back to them as well. Calling each name with Captain Column, Captain Alan, Deputy Eric and Deputy Harrison, they bowed their heads as they responded.

The apology peeked all the way over Pride's tongue, especially as he was stopped from trying to harm himself against Column and Alan. But before she spoke to her voice, Column and Alan shook their heads silently beside each other.

Pride is about to cry again just by looking at its face, whether on a column that returns a gentle grin without saying anything, or on Alan that makes him laugh like he doesn't care at all.

If Alan's hand wound bothered him and followed him with his eyes, Alan opened his palm and waved as he dared to show. The wound, which was so shallow that no more bandages were needed, was mostly blocked by the special abilities of the Seventh Squad. There are still marks, but soon they will be fully healed, and pride will loose its strength from its shoulders.

Harrison's expression wasn't much different, either, but his gaze was straight to pride.

Only one Eric in line next door is smiling but never seeing Pride. While he was being eroded by madness, Pride, aware that he had also done a terrible trick on Eric, still broke his chest that he was not allowed to. But Eric, whose pride appearance was in his sight, as soon as he realized that her expression was cloudy, it was only next time he looked at her like he was in a panic.

I finally cleared my pride face a little bit when I said "thank you" while I managed to make a smile. But as soon as Pride returned the words and went on to try to apologize, Eric shook his head with his hands up in front of his chest. Because he's not angry, he doesn't want an apology.

Feeling the kindness of the Kingsguard knights on their skin, Pride also swallowed the words once imitating them. He said, "Let's go," and Style reached out to the prides.

Arthur was the only one who took a step back.

"Um.... I'm sorry. Right now, I think I'm just going to take more care of the Knights.

To Arthur, who says slightly less pale, Style leaks a sigh of relief.

Don't be silly, just hold back and stare, Arthur leaning down scratching the back of his neck said no to Style and then opened his mouth to pride with the Kingsguard knights.

"As I was saying, I am a violator... Of course, I'm going to be punished, but I'm the one who enters Wangju now... Besides, if the Knights Commander is going to be here, I don't think I should."

"Arthur Beresford. What are you talking about?

And Arthur, who was suddenly uttered at close range, turned himself reflexively.

If you look, Harrison was staring at Arthur with a quack open eye without even blinking. He even feels a little angry and pregnant hegemony, and Arthur feels himself in danger and sets up his sword. I don't see why Harrison got so angry all of a sudden.

To Arthur I am a transgressor. If you correct the original, there are also a number of residual sins, such as treason for committing ultra vires acts.

Furthermore, despite being stripped of his knight's identity, he repeated his act of transcendence and eventually came to the middle of the battlefield. If such a self appears before the top of the hierarchy at the same time as the Knights feat of pride recapture and victory in the corner, it will surely paint mud on the Knights feat. Moreover, Arthur is also the son of the Knights Commander. I thought I should avoid extra now if I think of it as a shame coating.

But that was only a story in Arthur's subjectivity.

"What are you saying over this period? If you don't want to go, I'll pull over with this hand..."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. Harrison, calm down. Please, calm down."

"Harrison. Arthur has a point." There's a point. I know how you feel, but don't worry about it now. Don't raise any more issues than about the keys.

Alan and Column hold down Harrison, who is still going to catch Arthur.

Eric doesn't say anything, but instead he broke in between Harrison and Arthur. Arthur realizes that Eric, who turns his bittersweet smiley expression to himself, is strangely silent about himself as well. I twist my neck on Eric more than Harrison for a moment because of that. Besides, even that smile was highly uncomfortable in Arthur's eyes.

In the meantime, Harrison glanced at Alan, Column, and Eric, but much more. The phrase "about the key" thrown from the column cuts my hegemony all at once.

Harrison made the mistake of forgetting to report the key he had already confiscated, although it was reported to Stayle honestly from the column's mouth prior to reporting it to the upper management. Good because I managed to make it in critical time, but if I had taken a wrong step, I would have just lost Arthur and Pride both at the same time.

Style also understood that was a big problem. But if we just look at the results, we can also say that Harrison saved the two of us thanks to retrieving the keys from the General.

I used to feel quite generous now that I could regain my pride, and it was decided that the key was only picked up on my way to the torture tower by some measure from Stayle.

Harrison is also aware that one neck skin was connected to the fact that Roderick, the Knight Commander, did not have to annoy him as his disposition was good. Stile laughed a little at Harrison, who shut his mouth completely, and turned his eyes to Arthur again.

"Arthur, I know what you're saying. Then I'll go first and talk to your mothers. You should come with that leg. Right... wait in front of the king's quarters. I'll let you officially pick me up.

Good? Arthur nodded with a slightly more difficult face at the style asking in case.

I don't want my punishment to be behind me, or if Style will get permission to formally allow me to escort Pride. Arthur himself, because he really doesn't want to leave his pride yet.

Can I borrow some knights from the Ninth Squad instead, Style called on Captain Kenneth. When Kenneth sorts ten knights by name, including a deputy captain, every one comes forward.

Harrison also finally pulls out the strength of his body if Arthur comes later.

I definitely want to avoid Arthur being punished as well for Stayle. Even in the unlikely event that a decision is made from Rosa, I am confident that I can correctly convey his achievements to Rosa and the others as long as I have testimony from myself, Jilbell, and Pride and Tiara.

I was also dissatisfied with getting Arthur away from the escort even for a second before Pride, but I couldn't help it all. Above all, Arthur's opinion was "reasonable." He knew the style as well as the columns. Because that's why it's an instruction to Arthur.

"... n Then you'll never leave Master Pride until then.

"Naturally. Come quickly without stopping by, too. If I keep you waiting, you'll regret it.

I forgot that it was in front of the knights, and returned the style with a slightly disingenuous grin to Don and Arthur, who lightly puts his fist on Steele's shoulder.

As it was, Arthur bowed his head to the columns, "Please for a while," and then finished greeting Cedric, Tiara, and finally turned to pride.

"Also, I'll be right back......... wait, can you...?

Arthur, who corrected his posture with a slightly naughty voice, peered into his pride somewhere sorry.

It is painful to leave her escort immediately while I declare that I will be beside her the whole time. I'm sorry, I can tie the leak out of my mouth again. Pride also understood that Arthur was worried about himself, and smiled loosely at the end of his mouth.

"Not naturally. You can wait as long as you want about Arthur.... mine, a knight.

In response to no more, something hot in Arthur goes up to his throat again.

After chewing into his mouth, he gained deep momentum on the spot and bowed his head. He didn't lift his head until all ten of the Kingsguard knights and the Ninth Squad knights disappeared with instant mobility at the hands of Style as it were.

After all the signs disappear, Arthur finally looks up. I rub my eyes with my nose and can't move off the spot for a while. The knights of the Ninth Squad, who dropped off the prides, also moved out, and finally Kenneth, the captain, slapped Arthur's back. Pollo again with the vibration on the slapped clap, and the drops fell into the stone fold.

"The mission is not over yet. If you're one of the former captains, apprentice Alan and the others.

"... Yes.

Arthur rubbed his eyes hard again as he answered Kenneth.

I think the loose tear glands are troublesome once. What I have endured for more than five years now is easily zeroed out.

Even if you leave, your pride is all right now. He said he really went back to his usual girlfriend. And she said she'd wait for me. If you realize that, tears will overflow.

Everyone in the Knights should be happy but myself, but I'm sorry and ashamed that I'm the only one still crying in the Knights.... Still.

Happiness and relief did not allow him to indulge.

After sipping his nose and rubbing his eyes using his arms. Arthur once again turns his head down to each of the knights in the Ninth Squad.

Jumping off the tower and landing brilliantly intact, he turned to greet the knights who were outside in the same way. Sorry for the inconvenience, after telling him to ask for this occasion, he runs off to Wangju with his feet without borrowing a horse either.

He still does not know that his presence, which manifested not only in the recapture of pride but also in the satisfaction of the five bodies, is also a factor that allows everyone in the knight not to become emotional.