773 624. The Prince of Trade knows the end.

"Yeah, I got a report at my place at the same time that the escort was released.... the signing of a treaty with the Radiyan Empire, it was really good.

With a smooth grin, Leon returned the words from the top of the bed.

Ambulance building adjacent to the Knights. Therefore, Leon, who had been protected for treatment, had recovered to the point that it was no longer a problem to say that he was fully cured. He was looking through the progress report on trade delivered by his neighbour, the kingdom of Anemone, to spare him time, and now he had his eyes removed from writing as well.

Since this morning, not only the knights of the kingdom of Anemone, but also many of the knights of the kingdom of Friesia, have been stuffed for their own escorts and set up in a strict precautionary system. After a certain amount of time, the guards came to report the signing and deportation of the treaty with the Radian Empire, thereby de-alerting the knights as well, and now the usual knights of the kingdom of Anemone were gathered around him.

Over the past month, not only materials and personal effects were dispatched from the king of the neighbouring kingdom of Anemone after he also obtained permission to stay, but also the maiden of the kingdom of Anemone, and now his hospital room was so well organized that it could be described as a splendid private room.

Leon laughed at the young man who came all the way here to report it and showed relief.

"Really good luck to you until today, Prince Steele.... Now you can rest assured of your pride.

Having said that, he came to report to himself. If he labored the First Prince, Style bowed his head deeply to Leon.

"Thank you so much. I'm sorry I had to hold you back until during such a strict posture.

"No, because it was where I wanted to be....... I am satisfied to confirm that the Kingdom of Friesia will be guaranteed a proper end to the war.

I gave Leon a similar look, not even Style thought, laughing with a smile on his shoulder.

After being informed of the signing of a treaty with the Radiian Empire, Style was quickly visiting Leon's hospital room as the Kingsguard knights returned to their normal numbers after the strict posture was lifted. After this, he has no time to talk long, waiting to work with Vest. Nonetheless, Style frowned and shut his mouth after finishing a formal greeting with Leon.

We still have a lot more to say to each other. It was also a situation where we could talk now that we were fully promised victory, but it was also not something we should talk about until we paid for them in the kingdom of Anemone in our room.

The Anemone Kingdom and I are still refraining from celebrating victories in the future. Then I think both Style and Leon should talk one-on-one at that time. And I didn't wildly prompt or speak for myself because I knew they would think so, too. But then...

"... today, anything else...?

Leon asks.

We know that Stayle doesn't want to talk about each other's secrets, the Vals, and pride on this occasion. But I also couldn't find any reason why he, otherwise the first prince, would go out of his way to visit him alone.

If the treaty had been signed, the guards would have already informed me. And even if you don't bother to come to the report, if you just want to say hello, you can do it when you come to see Pride, as you always do after this. It just seemed like there was a reason why I bothered to visit it alone one step ahead of Pride.

To the words from Leon, Style slowly walks over to him. Words hung a few steps away from the bed, he finally approached beside it. The samurai recommended the chair, but said no because I would be back soon. The style bows forward toward Leon.

"May I have your ears, …?

Style, who said a little sorry, laughed small.

I open my eyes as Leon was just a little surprised to see if I was going to tell that story now. Then he lifted the blue hair next to his face himself, and when he hung it on his ear, Leon gently tilted his face to the style. The knights and samurai of the escort also pay attention and distance themselves from eavesdropping. When Style conveyed a word of thanks to their consideration and forgiveness from Leon, he softly lurked his voice into his ear with his hands.

"... it was before when you protected Val and the others...

Leon is a little surprised by the words.

I figured I was going to tell that story now, and look around just with my eyes. So I was wondering if I should pay for it, or if I should suggest that we talk about it at the celebration.

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Leon rounds his eyes to Style's words.

No, I lowered my voice to say...... but as soon as I finished saying it, I let go of my face. Style returned it just with a grin. To that grin of laughter, Leon understands that Stayle is unwilling to give way.

"I hope you get back to me during the celebration.

To a clearly stated style, Leon gently dropped his shoulders as he gave up loosening his rounded eyes. I drowned my eyebrows and still Leon now knows exactly how Stayle feels too. That's why.

"... ok. By then.

Thank you, and. In reply from Leon, Stayle bowed her head again with words of gratitude.

Then I thanked him right away. Style left the hospital room early. Take the guard of the escort waiting in front of the room and take a light step to the vest.

After hearing the stele and the footsteps of the escort leaving, Leon buried his body in a pillow he had put on his back to weaken. Are you tired, the samurai and the Anemone knights worried, but Leon only returns "I'm fine" with a smooth grin. He looked straight at the painted, elaborately colored ceiling and exhaled. He remembers the face and words of Style from coming into the room until he leaves, and sooner or later he relieves himself.

"I really... I'm done.

I can't believe my heart was so warm before I met Pride. With that in mind, Leon closed his eyes trying to take a deep breath.

That room I spent a month in was now as cozy as my beloved home country.

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"... oh. Earlier, you're safe, Maria.

Chancellor's office.

Shortly after receiving confirmation that the Radian Empire had left Friesia, Gilbert, the king's mate, had been contacted with permission. I asked the correspondents to send the footage from my room to Maria, my beloved wife, and the reply came right back. After the footage of each other was connected, the telecommuters, who fixed their point of view, now waited outside his room.

"Of course. Please come back. I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

At the end of Jilbert's gaze, speaking in a calm voice, was reflected his beloved wife and his beloved daughter.

I could go home, - and when I saw her, I lined up with my delightful daughter Stella, and Maria blew her face with joy. Are you sure you don't have anything to worry about anymore? Gilbert also replied without hesitation to Maria asking in case.

Now that we have signed a treaty with the Radian Empire, all that remains is a celebration in three days. If the kingdom of Yabulan is within two days of being able to return with a regular carriage, you can make it in time for the celebration day, even if you are ready now.

"In three days there will be a celebration. You and your invitation will be accepted again. [M] I'd love to…, ……………………………………………"

Suddenly, Jill Bale's words stop.

His thoughts stopped at words from video blocking his words. The expression also solidified to dry with a laugh, forcing the mouth to move and spin the words, then dried up.

Having forgotten to breathe for a while, Jilbert could only obscure the video and the words released from it to himself in front of him.