"Uh? Do me a favor...?
Yes...... and I give back a little shoulder to Val, who looks troublesome and raises one eyebrow.
Sefek and Chemetho sat back to relax on Val's bed, and Tiara and Stayle, sitting next to me, looked at me just as concerned as Sefek and the others.
Cedric's gone, and Leon hasn't come yet, although I guess it's time. Because of this, the population density was now lower than usual.
"It's a top management idea, including your mother, who wants to ask you.... that you will also pay the appropriate amount of compensation.
"Do something.
"It is………………….
I care about people's eyes and keep my mouth shut without further words. Val twisted his face as he suspected and tied his mouth in one letter.
After finishing our discussions with our mothers, we dropped Cedric off and, as usual, we were here to visit Val's room. And this time, … there was an important story for him personally.
Immediately after the review meeting, I was formally requested and consulted by my mother among the remaining sights.
Sometimes I wonder if I could use the help of a "courier."
It's really top secret, and I can't even bother to talk about it here, even though it was hidden from Steele, Tiara and Chancellor Gilbert. Aside from Val, who's trading slave contracts, it's a story we need to hide from Chemetho and Sefek as well.
Val's face turns even more surprising when he shuts up without being able to say anything on this occasion. Naturally, I can't even tell you what it is, but I can't believe you got me a job.
Since I am likely to be refused without question before the request, I will first convey the terms and conditions offered by the mothers to disclose the information even if I can say anything at all.
Work, of course, waits until Val heals his injuries.
This is a formal request, not an order, so I can also say no.
And it's really a secret thing, so I want Chemetho and Sefek off if I can. Now Val should not have any problems per se because he can use his special abilities even if he leaves Chemetho... I think he's just lucky that if he didn't, it would have been the toughest conditions. My mothers don't know Chemetho's special abilities.
And then they're going to play the reward pretty good, too. She thanked me for the permission to keep every secret about this activity, but she was also somewhat excited by my mothers as a reward for their formal work, apart from the thanks for the recapture battle.
The job description itself and Val won't take half a day, and it's not that much work.
"... so? Request details.
"So I can't say on this occasion. … I will ask you to open the room once if necessary.
As soon as I said that, unexpectedly, not Cefek and Chemetho, but Arthur and Captain Column, and Style, at the same time, waited, "No, that's it," "Dear Pride, that's it," "No, no, no, no, no, no."
I thought I was gonna sue the Sefeks for not wanting to leave Val. Instead, they even tried to get out of bed better before I asked them to.... I jumped on Val with my shoulders up and down freaking out as soon as the Arthurs raised their voices.
I turned my eyes round to Tiara as well as me and looked back at the three of them. If I keep my mouth open too, I cough up to compare me and Val so that Style can regain his mind once and for all.
"I leave Pride and now Val alone because... that,... is a lot of danger. There are already precedents.
Arthur and Captain Column nodded at the same time at the words of the style that made it contain.
If the face is blue for some reason, are the three people still slightly on fire, maybe angry? I twist my neck at me to see what Tiara means, but I don't really come with a pin either.
Are you still wary that Val and the others did terrible things on orders when Adam was manipulating you? I'm definitely not going to do that right now...... but I still deplore the difficulty of regaining the trust I lost. It's a little depressing when the three of you tell me, but I can't help it all.
When his back was rounded and he accidentally leaned down, much louder tongues rang from Val's side. "Then when are you going to ask," he said, staring at the style as he didn't say it was uncomfortable to talk so far and put it down and be hurried.... It does make sense.
I can't let people ask me all this, and if there's a problem with the terms, even if they negotiate with my mothers, he's still absolutely restless and unable to move, so I'll be back for a while.
But Val already seemed concerned about the request. I shake my body every bit and stare at the style in frustration. But Steele doesn't seem willing to give up either.
After a short period of stirring, Val turned his gaze from the style to me as he tongued again. I'm stared at with a vicious look, and I'm a little prepared to be turned down as I am. One thing back from me, Val pointed his ear straight after bending to himself a few times as hard as his index finger was to invite me. It would mean ear punching here.... Apparently, he really cares about me.
While relieved that I wasn't turned down, I rode my body out to Val's ear as directed. He surrounded his mouth with both hands and tilted his face to the forehead for easy ear punching from Val's side if he brought his face closer to Val's ear.
If you briefly explain the request with Kosokoso as it is and with minimal whisper, only once will Val say, "Ah?," he said. My gaze from the Arthurs was quite painful while I was honest, including why I wanted to ask Val from me. Are you wary of me doing something weird to Val, or are you just curious about the content? Even if you don't turn your face, the heat has shown that everyone's gaze is definitely focused on us.
"... but how about...?
I finished talking, took my face off and asked again, and Val's face clearly seemed troublesome.
If you exhale low and thin tired, you will be distracted with your face flattered. When I waited for the reply, I blurred.
Scratching the back of his neck and leaning down, he turned to Cefek and Chemetho as if only his eyes were looking for a place to put his gaze as he fell into his back. Sefek says, "Are you in trouble?," he asks, and Chemetho alternates between me and Val.
The Stales seemed to care too, frowning and gazing at me. Val shut up without saying anything, so I can't ask strongly either, so I shut up. Well, I can't help but be dissatisfied with Val. Not only is my client a royalty he doesn't like this time, but even the job description is royalty-related.
Honestly, I thought it was pretty hopeless when I heard it from my mother, too. I tried to say I would ask once, but it would still not be Val's moody job. If you don't like it, you can say no, "Lord" and Chemetho called me when I gave up and tried to say so.
"Does the Lord want Val to take that request?
Chemetho asks me at a glance while I sit in bed, and I get a little surprised.
I accidentally forget to reply, and after a beat I say back, "Yeah, yeah..." and then I finally remember the patsy blink.
Of course I want it if you take it. Val would get the job done faster than anyone else, and I can trust him. And most importantly...
"Because it's my responsibility after all.
To be clear,...... what is it? It turned out to be a tremendously creepy air.
No one but Val should know what I asked for, but if I looked around too much air aggravated, everyone would have frowned on me. I thought you were angry, but that look that looked complicated to me was either rubbing my mind.
My chest hurts extra because not only does Tiara frown, but she shakes her eyes in sadness. Did they think you said something masochistic, even though you just said the facts? No, I didn't! And if I spin the word without wrapping it around, before I uttered it out, I was called out with a lower voice than the "Lord" and now Chemetho. Turning around, I now got eyes to eyes with Val, who was stripping her teeth like fangs for genuine frustration. Yeah, I'm definitely angry.
"That's good...?
Val, who said as he poorly rocked the legs he assembled on the bed in a harsh manner, glistened behind his sharp eyes.
Even though the words you said weren't, the dos worked so well that you could say the voice color was so hateful. Either he said, "Are you getting slaughtered…………" and said so.
I don't even know why I made him so angry, and Val, who repeatedly whimpered his tongue when he blinked, roared abominably, "It's hard," before reassembling his legs. Are you sure? Ask and you will be returned to tongue-in-cheek.
Naturally, it's up to me to give you a reward for doing your job. When I told him thanks, he was scratching his head with gasp along with his raw reply.... I knew he didn't like it.
I'm glad you took it, but it's not refreshing. "I told you to order Temehe to like me," he interrupted if I told him repeatedly to thank him to push his precautions again.
"So, should I do it on my own?
"No, I want you to move with me. I will accompany you on the same day.
I shake my head to Val, who asks me to step back.
It's not a good thing to do such a mess, so Val looked troublesome when he accidentally sighed all the way over here.
"Pride.... hence who is with you but Val...?
"Uncle Vest. It's okay, because there's no danger and Val's with us.
No Ning Lo Val is with me... and the blubbering style held my glasses down and leaned down small. Though it is true that if Val and I are a set, Uncle Vest may be in danger in terms of level of destruction and danger.
But eventually, Arthur and Captain Column were also nodding yeah to Style, who somehow convinced me that "well, if Uncle Vest was with me". It really feels like I'm being compromised. Wow.... Well, there's something about me that I honestly don't trust myself either.
After the other day's review meeting, which included Tiara, and after receiving a request from these mothers, I was once again officially judged on this matter by my mother, the Queen.
In my succession to the Queen, a lifetime of secrecy about this one. In the future, you can't tell the truth without your partner knowing what's going on.
And for a while in the coming years, I was forbidden to engage in any work as a princess beyond the minimum required. In other words, it is the princess's solemn period. There is no involvement except in the public affairs and policies that I was involved in, and I stop helping my mother with her public affairs and teaching her directly.
Because apparent punishment is not known, "given the importance of vigilance and physical fitness to the Radian Empire," Pride Royal Ivy was solemnly invited to a party in the social world other than in connection with her work and ceremonies as a princess and her regular visits to Leon.
Otherwise, there are many visits and shopping under the castle, only once a month. Although the Royal Birthday Festival in the country can be attended as always, I personally would be solemn to attend the ceremony outside the country for a while.
It may be closer to a suspended sentence than a disciplinary dismissal in a previous life.
That's all? Though I suppose, ostensibly aside, it's also quite a stigma and disgrace in fact when it comes to being the next queen. Solemnity has also improved since Leon became the official heir to the throne.
However, when I advanced from me that "then living will also move to the tower of separation," it shook its head sideways. My father pissed me off the other way around saying, "Don't put any more effort into the castle people".... and later I told Style and Tiara about it and she got even angrier. Normally, royalty is not accommodated many times, such as in the tower of separation, it has been preached that the disturbances in the castle only increase.
But I was still worried about whether it would be good with this level of punishment because I was thinking about going to prison permanently, banishing him from the country because of his identity deprivation, and living in prison instead of the tower away. Though there is something about the ability to be responsible in the law in previous life. And I...
"What is it at least to the Chancellor or the prince there...
I awaken my head ha all the time to Val's words, which exhale with disgust at Uncle Vest's name.
... an indescribable complaint. But I can't help it all. You don't have to be Uncle Vest to be your mother or your father, and either way, it's inevitable that they're royal. Bad for him for hating royalty, but I can't change all this to anyone.
When I told him that, he said nothing more after returning the tongue punch. Apparently, he agreed to it.
Whatever it was, I sat back in my original chair, relieved that Val got the job for me.
I know you don't like having to thank Uncle Vest for the contract, but I actually think he and his uncle are probably less directly involved. I'm sure that's why I'm standing in between. "It's okay," he laughed again at Val so he could feel safe, and I kept saying.
"Because Uncle Vest is a very good man. One arm of my mother, a tough but gentle man. I would never do anything wrong to you either.
……
Ki......
A dark prison door opens and the metal rubs against each other.
There was a stricter watch on the guards. There was now always one temperature-sensitive special capability. An underground cage that does not even reach the sun's rays is now more heavily guarded than ever before. The Great Sinner, the Special Sinner, and that facility where the prisoners should be captured were now full. Dozens of people are laid and detained in large cages each.
And even the deepest part of the prison, there was a man.
The man, painted with hatred and humiliation, seemed like a complete different person from when he stepped into the kingdom of Friesia. The man whose face melted and who lost one arm had just had difficulty moving alone but still had restraints on each of his three limbs. And now the man stares at the person who emerged from the door with his bloody eyes.
"General of the Radiya Empire, Ashton Egger. … Do you have any last words for me?
Ashton mumbled at the man who stood in front of him and looked down cold at himself.
Complete defeat of the Radiya Empire. Adam's death, and taking his right arm from Harrison, has been next to death this past week.
Even after this, the results are visible, whether they are treated as sinners in the Kingdom of Friesia or returned to the Radian Empire as prisoners. The only way I could extend my life was to show my worth after being taken over by the Radian Empire.
"You're the only one left. Your sins are heavy.... and"
"All that remains is a feeling of unspeakable crisis.
The man who speaks to Ashton was already after touring not only other Radian Empire humans, but all the humans to meet in the castle.
And whoever was to be dealt with, he was dealt with.
Ashton feels in years of experience that this man in front of him is probably the same kind of knight who tortured himself.
From the man who speaks pale to Ashton who doesn't answer, I can't feel any emotions. He also breaks his knee in order to keep his hands and feet fixed to the floor and wall and gaze at Ashton, who sat on the floor. Tap up your clothes with a hand that you're used to keeping them spotless, and glance sharply at them like silver dishes.
"How dare you get my room so dirty...!
Gasp, and besides, Ashton's head is grabbed by an eagle, slamming the back of his head against the wall.
His glaring eyes glowed more than the pain he punched and his low voice color made Ashton hold his breath remembering the same sense of vision he had when Clark tortured him. The man in front of you, hardens himself to be more frightened by Clark's phantoms than he is.
Ashton also knows who the man in front of him is.
Regent of the Kingdom of Friesia
Vest Royal Ivy
"It's called Crown Prince Adam, and the upper echelons of the Radian Empire lack character.
His room, the Regent, was occupied by Ashton while he was under Adam's madness with the queens, Rosa and the others.
As a result, Vest's room, which is constantly concerned with getting organized, was so dirty that the whole place was stained with Ashton's drinking and eating zero, that even Vest's personal belongings had been turned upside down. The only salvation was that it was the important documents and valuables that were hidden in the room that Ashton could not find.
"Slave victims have been cleaned up... and you are the only one left with the evil..."
When Vest first returned to his room after regaining his sanity, the samurai had cleaned up to some extent, but the tragedy was still apparent.
Besides, Vest, who should be sedentary and calm, also had a hard time keeping his anger down on the boulder for his still liquored and tainted figure painting with himself and his family. Similar to Albert's room, the king's mate whom Adam defiled, the samurai hung for more than a day to proceed with the cleaning. In the meantime, both Vest and Albert were to rest themselves in a separate room for guests, not in the royal palace.
"The beatings I committed against Rosa and Albert, and the scattered treatment of Stiles and Jill Bales. And you guys involved in the Pride thing are not guaranteed lives in our country already.
Vest's voice, which speaks pale to contain anger, remained low enough to echo the earth.
It was officially still to be determined what disposition he would take from now on. It all depends on how the Radiya Empire comes out. Because all the prisoners of the Radical Empire captured, including the General, are also one of the trading materials. And that's why.
I came to put an end to this before the laws of our country were dealt with.
Without words, Ashton just trembles with his open eyes.
I was wondering what I would do any more. I have already been tortured far more than I have ever inflicted on others. Nonetheless, I can't even feel a shard of mercy from the Regent in front of me just because it's still not enough.
I sincerely wish that the prince of Anemone had killed me before that brunette knight discovered me. Ashton was about to wake up to the Regent, who let merciless glow behind his eyes with his face grabbed by an eagle.
And I recall: the name of the kingdom of Friesia, which I recalled over and over again from that time when Harrison discovered me and pulled me around on my fast feet.
"The kingdom of the monster.
Bakemon, and.
That's what Adam, a symbol of fear that was more terrifying to Ashton than anyone else, called the Friesian human being.
And now. Ashton thought again, not for long.
Regent of the Kingdom of Friesia.
One arm of the queen. To those in power with outstanding special abilities, he was not even allowed to beg for his life but to regret it.