846 672. The captain of the knight drinks,

"... Column. Please don't get any more drunk...?

To Alan's exploring voice, the column answered only with the sound of a jock slamming on the table.

Following last night's celebration, few knights have tried to drink until this evening. In addition, it was unusual for a column that was always embarrassed and on the side to be enlightened to rest to take the initiative and look up to alcohol.

Eric also solidified with half a laugh in the column where he immediately asked for booze after visiting Alan's room because he did not bring booze to his room. Eric was taken on the road by Alan, who felt disturbed, but now he was comparing the two flatly. Usually Alan looks up to the liquor, and the column is embarrassed, but now the column looks up to the liquor, and Alan is in the stop.

It was a completely unchanged column until he entered the room, but Alan had a bad feeling at the time he was invited to drink himself. He still sneaks water into the liquor to keep the column unnoticed and provides it mixed with dabba dabba.

"Eric. If the column gets drunk, do your best to escape.

Eric says no to the words from Alan, who is so annoying, and laughs.

Speaking of drunk, I think the column in front of you is already drunk. Because basically the columns that don't drink until you get drunk, and take care not to drink too much around, are now neatly dropped on the table.

I didn't look like I drank until I was so good at either the Knights' celebration or last night's. Seeing the drunken figure of the column, etc., I think that's since I got the Kingsguard's interview from Style. And today's column was even crusher than then.

A column familiar with the taste of alcohol, but now I don't even notice alcohol mixed with water. Thoughts were busier than tongues, and I was nowhere near tasting them.

"... so what was that rumor after all?

"Huh?" Hidden children from the Knights Commander or something. Rumors were strangely obstinate in some interesting direction.

Alan also returns immediately to Eric, who throws out the rest of the story just now.

Alan was leaning fewer jocks in proportion to the amount of alcohol the column would drink. While talking to Eric to distract the column, the consciousness is much more suited to a silent, alcoholic column.

It was after changing Kingsguard knights and then dropping them off until Pride's bedtime, and when the two returned to the Knights Exercise Ground at night, the rumor had already spread and the fire had been quenched. They were all the heads of the sleep-deprived knights, mixed with various rumors and speculations, spreading and already losing their prototypes when Alan and the others heard them.

"Oh, derived from the Knights Commander." Are you hiding from Arthur? On the boulder. Arthur was in trouble, too.

"No, but more than that." Master Steele laughed more at the Knights Commander's Hidden Son.

It was a rumor derived from the fact that Style and Arthur were friends.

Alan burst into laughter as soon as he heard the rumor that the Knights Commander had a hidden son, the identity of Style, who was originally a commoner from. I thought Eric was doing pretty well too, but I dared not say anything. If this rumor spread poorly outside the Knights stadium, its sense of crisis would have been stronger if it hadn't been a big deal.

"Well, those two have something like brother-in-law when it comes to brother-in-law.

"And then -... ahhh," Harrison laughed, laughing at rumors like his real brother.

It was a rumor that Arthur and Harrison were having another dueling brawl.

Stile followed by Harrison. It was a headache rumor to Roderick, the Knights leader who was spread the rumors.

"But well, it's good to hear the rumors cool in a day. There's no way you really have a hidden child in the Knights Commander.

"It is already a well-known fact that the Knights Commander is a good father......

Eric also laughs back at Alan, who rings his throat with Gubili and drinks.

It's a Roderick rumor that has never stood one of the bad rumors, so rare and spread among the knights and speculation, but no one took it seriously. Although it was only an explosive spread, it was also Roderick's high expectations that everything converged within the exercise area and that nothing else was leaked.

"In fact, you just kept quiet that you accidentally told Lord Pride Arthur's secret, didn't you?

"I don't know about that. I'm going to the Knights Chief's office to beat him up... I guess that was just something I wanted to hide.

That was the "fact" that Clark, the deputy chief, told everyone around.

Because it was a testimony from Clark, who was there, and even more so because both Roderick and Arthur aligned their mouths, it became a fact within the Knights.

Arthur's father, Roderick, told Pride the secret he had hidden at last night's celebration with Pride, and Pride told Arthur that during today's Kingsguard knight. And then an angry Arthur got into the Knights Chief's office and started a grand parent-child fight. Furthermore, after finishing the fight, Arthur was now fiercely attacked by Harrison, who found out about it by pointing his sword at Roderick.

Everyone in the Knights was, eventually, convinced by it.

What the hell kind of secret, I think of it, reminds me of the wrap that Arthur took care of in Alan's head. At the time, Arthur, who flew out of the Knights, asked Alan to bring it. I haven't seen the contents, but I just think in my head that must be Arthur's secret chunk.

"You wanted to see me too - the Cavalier Commander vs. the Saint Knight brawl.

"They didn't see the battle just because the knights heard their voices, either. Arthur said the vice president arbitrated along the way.

Laughing hahahaha at Eric's reply, Alan leans the jock just one bite again.

And... I turned my face to a column that never came into our conversation earlier. Gaze at Eric like he thought the same thing.

At the end of their gaze, they said silently of the liquor in which the column was diluted again. Always go out with conversations, even on topics you're not interested in, and the gavel is still afraid to emit nothing in the column you hit.

Clark's story is that Arthur's secret was revealed during the Kingsguard knight, but if that's the case, you naturally know the column he was with. Until I raised my liquor, the columns behaved in no way the usual way, but when the leopard changes like this, I get worried about boulders. Eric unexpectedly calls out, "Captain Column, it's time to rest more than alcohol..." but he doesn't even answer that.

"Hey Column...... it's time to go back to your room? I have an exercise tomorrow...

Alan always returns what he says to the column the other way around.

If the column doesn't say, neither of us will pry into why he swallowed it. But it makes me ponder what to do to look too rare for a column. Make sure the column jock starts running out of booze, and Alan adds booze and water to another jock again. Try "Do you want some water?" I also poked the glass in a bright tone and asked, but it was still a jock that the column took. I don't even realize that there is only about 20% alcohol in it, and I don't hesitate to ask. If this were all alcohol, the column would have exceeded its limits.

The column itself does not want to enjoy the liquor itself of what it is drinking. If I don't even want to talk to Alan or Eric about today, I also don't think I should talk to him. I can painfully see why Arthur protested directly to his father, Roderick, and I can only thank Clark, his deputy who quelled the rumors early.

The Knight Commander has spoken to Pride, which means no one even goes to the idea that Arthur was Pride's chosen fiancée candidate. And I kept myself as calm as I could. But now that the exercise is over, there's nothing I can do.

... I want to crush my thoughts...

That was why the column kept looking for booze.

Until now, I have never given up my thoughts, no matter what. I never tried to escape to booze myself, even if I had misweighed the cap and drowned or crushed in booze.

But now for the first time, the column can't help but want to escape to booze. I can't find a way to crush my thoughts outside of booze. I wanted to use the help of booze to force my thoughts to end if I thought I would get a morning without even being able to sleep like this.

The two remaining candidates for Pride's fiancée. It was the least I should know about being one of my fiancée candidates originally. To prevent disputes and crushes between fiancée candidates in their homes, assassinations to reduce their competition, etc.

In fact, since I started attending the ceremony from Style's Birthday as Viscount of the Bordeaux family, there have normally been several times when the column was also darkened when I went out of the castle. I get everything back to today, taking care to tell my brother to travel by carriage and keep his parents out of the house, but there are still a lot of people after their fiancée candidate chairs.

Still, it was still less than the column expected. From the day of the ceremony when I came out as Lord Bordeaux, I think the column would have been a huge complication of a number of rumors and information about who my fiancée candidate was besides myself. In the name of many nobles and royalties of other countries, he also heard some rumors of a fiancée candidate, but there never surfaced the name of Style or, naturally, even Arthur's name. And I sincerely hope I didn't have to surf.

Style aside, Arthur is a common man, albeit the son of a knight captain. If the man who tried to darken himself found out about Arthur, even his home would be in danger. If you're in the business of a small restaurant, it's a shame. It's not strange when and at what time you get attacked and held hostage. If you do poorly, you could be subjected to strange harassment, business disruption, jealousy and motivation.

Of course, the column itself does not intend to do that. Naturally to my parents, I'm not going to tell my brother either. How about Ningro Arthur and Stayle hide any more until their fiancée is confirmed, and I really want them to be safe.

… Fiancée candidates, such as Lady Steele and Arthur, and it was me.

In a way, I was convinced when it came to convincing.

If I was put as a candidate by a person who would be royal fiancée, I can certainly nod to Style and Arthur. I also know that the two of you wholeheartedly admire and value pride and try to protect it with your lives at stake. And even for Pride, the two are definitely irreplaceable.

As long as I'm on the list of potential fiancées, I'm pretty sure Pride would want them to be one of the candidates. I'd be extra convinced if I thought of the same reason I was in line for my fiancée.

But that leaves only one problem.

That was the very factor that made the column want to escape to booze. No matter how much alcohol I still drink and say and fill my thoughts, I can't help but get to my head and pull back to reality at once. I sincerely wish I had been vulnerable to alcohol only now. I know someone will answer this question, but I'm sure there's only one person in the world looking for someone who can answer it.

... who is Lord Pride's "destiny"?