Chapter 387 (1/2)
Can you be shaken by a carriage? After all, he was jealous of his own misery that would have been put on someone’s flow, but if there was no way to think of it, it would throw away useless thinking. Only then did I realize that there was a person I didn’t know in the carriage. It is too late reaction.
“Oh, if you say so, who is that woman?”
“Hmm, yes, I’m in a position to serve Lionel, but I’ll borrow a bit. For the time being, I’m thinking of taking care of your surroundings.”
“”Huh?””
Two people are surprised only with their first ears.
“No, I need to worry about me”
“If you don’t like it, I will return to Lionel.”
Alfred sees Lydiane’s intentions, looking at the buzzing face of Charlotte. At the same time, I found out her circumstances. Feelings buzzingly and quietly. There is not much to have a dark, gloomy feeling.
Astonishingly that I learned such feelings-
“No … I have no complaints to me. If you are good, I would appreciate if you help me. I am from a foreign country, so I can’t have any rudeness. Please tell me a lot.”
She still wore a mask but was told that she smiled. Seeing her relieved a little bit relieves a small sense of vision. I’ve seen it somewhere-
(No, I can not do it. When I came here, I was not out of the royal palace, and I would not have had a chance to meet someone like her. I wondered if I met a similar person.)
Alfred shakes off a sense of vision. A man who should think more than that is Lionel. Having said that Lydianne will have a place to fight, it will be an unavoidable obstacle. No, otherwise he prepares for the arc, and he is always there. Meeting is inevitable.
(Can I win? That, monster)
What I felt a lot is the wall called physical ability. It is not because he is not inferior among the same generation, but rather because it is excellent Alfred. That would be something beyond the wall called excellence, a talent that has pierced through, and a gift of genius. Things that Mira and Kyle possess, things that they do not possess.
“Touran has come to be seen, but if you can’t see it, you will have to look for it in Ulterior,”
There is no need for Lydianne to point. Everybody knows. That is the world’s largest building and the royal palace of the superpower Galias, Touran.
“Well, there are a few points to note before you enter Turan. —”
Alfred leans his head when he hears the contents. Lydiane, Loran, and Charlotte, who accompanied the passenger, answered the question marks of the guests with a troubled face.
There are things in the world that can not be ruled out. This is one of them-
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First of all, avoid talking about Arcadia as much as possible in Turan.
This is not strange given the relationship between the two countries. Of course, it can not be avoided in the strategic part such as trade, but it will be necessary to be careful to avoid the talk. After all, Galias has suffered a historic defeat against Arcadia. After that, I improved a little in the last war, but now I have two super powers side by side. You will not get along well with each other.
Second, avoid talking about William von Arcadia as much as possible in Turan.
This is the same reason. The king who is the cause of the great defeat and also the person who has made a good deal between the two countries. Though what I think in each position is different, the recognition that it is still the greatest enemy should not change. If so, his topic should be avoided.
It was good to here. I was able to understand.
The third, Eleonora de Gallias, must not be the subject of the Arcadia royal family, William von Arcadia.
Alfred was also surprised by this. Because she was the former royal family of Arcadia, and when she first met, she looked very kind.
If you point out that-
“Well, yes. There are many things. Complexity, people’s feelings are people”
Lydiane muddy her mouth with a troubled face. That’s the story ahead.
And now, Lidian who went to the convention tour after leaving the government affairs, gave up entering the castle from the main gate, and tried to break in from the back door which he always used.
The result is now.
“Oh, welcome back Lidi. It was late.”
A cruel character, Eleonora, was there “accidentally”.
“If you are a Lidi customer? Would you like to introduce me if you like”
A smiling smile. Why is that? Unnaturalness that I did not feel at that time was here. Something like Claudia, Ernesta, and their friends is here.
“A traveling gladiator, Alexis. If you say so, the main character of your favorite story-”
“Liddy. I liked it. I don’t like it anymore.”
A feeling of tension transmitted from the back of Lordian from the back of Lydianne. The rule, including the one and the two, may be something for her. When I met before, there should be no such atmosphere, no dust.
“Welcome to Turan. My name is Eleonora de Gallias. If there is something wrong here please tell me. Well, I will do it.”
Eleonora saying so and leaving. She would be a queen who is loved by everyone, greeting her with no respect to those who go along the road. The reverence to which it is transmitted to here. But I did feel it. I have a dark feeling in my eyes looking at myself.
“Don’t take off that mask, absolutely, in front of him.”
Aloud to Loran, Alfred remembered that he was a mask. I forgot. That I was a mask. Because she had not seen a mask. I wonder if there is any meaning to this.
“I’m profane. I’ll leave a mask on the other country’s queen. Well, it’s not something I would say unless the queen was pointed out.”
“Sorry, let’s get to the room for the time being.
It is guided by Lydianne, and one party who enters the royal palace. The fact that I started to walk and noticed a bit from Charlotte’s remarks. Alfred has a spine in it.
Yes, she did not point out. That you are wearing a mask. I did not mention at all the reasons, which should usually be my first concern. It would be nice if I made a point on my own, but if I had a bad feeling of prejudice. If you knew from the beginning and dare not mention-
Alfred looks around the walkway. There is no unnatural figure in the area. But why? I feel that I’m being seen for some reason. Do you care too much?
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“But it’s stuffy.”
Alfred scraps off the mask in the guided room. I can not remove it yet. Like the Royal Palace of Arcus, here too is a cave, of the monsters. It is somewhat comfortable by not having the power to say a prince, but it is still awkward to remember that eye.
It was said that Ark would come here later. It is said that they plan to share dinner with several people. Alfred has not been asked for the right or wrong of participation.
(Maybe I’m going to be a forced participant. Well, I’m hungry and it helps to have dinner. I’m calm, I don’t have money.
It was decided to hand over all five gold coins by force, but I was busy being drowning in my own badness that I regretted that it would have been good to divide several silver coins.
(Oh, so to say-)
A woman who is making tea now. It is very beautiful and has a strange elegance in her standing posture. There was still a sense of prejudice in the figure claiming that he is noble only with his back.
“I didn’t hear your name. I just heard Alexis,”
“… it’s a pseudonym. I don’t mind but … my name is Charlotte-”
Charlotte holding his cup back in his hand. Flax-colored hair swaying. A sense of exhilaration swells. Before then, she looks back and introduces herself.
“-De Seraphie … Nu. That, mask, yeah, its face, wasted in vain-”
“Shah, Charlotte de Seraphine !? Well, because Seraphine is a great noble, eh, but you, eh?
The cup falls and breaks. However, they could not afford to bother with it. The true identity of the sense of vision they had with each other. The acquaintance who was being excluded from misunderstanding for the foolish mask and the position. It would be beyond the scope of imagination to meet each other on the conditions that they have now.
“Alfred, right?”
“… I’m wrong.”
It was too late to take over. It’s just bad news-Charlotte’s cheeks that flush with the eyes. It also has a strong sense of vision. Rather, it remains the most impressive. Because, after a short while I saw that figure several times, she is
“Oh!”
It is because it extends to violence for some reason. Today, I threw the pot of pottery I had at hand. Have hot tea in it. It was an inevitable blow to Alfred, who usually could easily avoid it if it was cool, but nothing cool.
“Don’t it be cool!”