58 Sleep tight, dream old-fashioned. (1/2)

”... Damn, where did those two go?

I don't like the footsteps going through the royal castle. The castle where the king lives is an immense size if you walk alone. As a result, the whining voice sounds well, as does the moving footsteps.

The structure of the castle is thought to be intrusive, so it is necessary to make roundabouts, or if you don't know the structure, you can get lost.

A samurai walking zero bumps and complaints, Ilia was looking for two figures who were such royal castles.

”Princess! Prince! Where are you!?”

Yes, those are two princesses and princes of this country. It is two people: Anisphere Wynn Palettia and Algardo Bona Palettia.

Ilia Coral is the exclusive samurai of Anisphere and is in a position to have to take care of her. These days, that troubled child who brings his brother Algard around to make noise about the royal castle has been cloud-held.

”Not at all......! It gives me more work......!

Ilia is blurry in a harsh way. My feet tread naturally on the floor fast, and my footsteps are even wrapped up in intimidation.

Earlier, there was a little noise in the maid's pantry. That was the story of Anisphere and Algard running away with the sheets they had folded in the laundry.

Why did you run away? Why did you do that in the first place? When I didn't keep an eye on her because she was a dedicated samurai, I even asked her boss, the chief samurai, to say a few words, and Ilia was a little grumpy.

Ilia doesn't think she's that emotional. Still, lately, there has been more frustration with Anisphere.

If Anisphere does something, there will be reprimand for herself as a dedicated maid. Totally unreasonable. I sigh when I think this is also part of the misfortune of being blinded by that ruinous princess.

Anyway, we have to find those two now. I can't stop sighing about where the hell I've been.

”Ah, sister, I knew I'd stop...”

”What are you talking about, Al?! It's okay!”

”So, but...”

When the voice was heard, Ilia caught her eyes and switched paths. There's a staircase ahead of us. On top of that was all the evil kids I was looking for.

It was time to find Algardo looking around anxiously, and Anisphere dressed in a rare outfit with sheets tied to his body for some reason, trying to raise his anger.

”Look, I'm coming. - Whoa!

”What?”

Anisphere pulled the sheets together and took a good jump from the top of the stairs. Ilia, who showed herself under the stairs, turns her eyes round to a sudden oddity and stops moving for a moment.

The stairs here are huge, and if the kid wants to snap his leg on the way, it's considered a major injury. I don't know what the hell made you jump out like that, but Ilia runs to take the anisphere in a hurry.

Then we see a change in the movement of the anisphere as Ilia sees it. Anisphere jumped out of the stairs with good momentum, and the sheets spread with that momentum. The sheets bracketed on the extremities spread as if they were sails of a sailboat, slowing down the body of the anisphere.

”Wind, blow. Whoa!

Then the wind blew momentously from the back of the anisphere. Ilia remembers the phenomenon very well. That stupid princess, you forgot to use the Spirit Stone of the Wind to plunge into the wall!?. This was a reproduction then.

Ilia kicks and jumps aggressively as she falls and is slapped to the ground. Then, Anisphere's body lifts...

”Ah.”

”Bohu.”

Ilia's face was buried in Anisphere's belly. Illia, out of balance in the air, grabbed the anisphere aggressively, and did not assume a weight for two, or the body of the anisphere, which was gaining temporary buoyancy, is drawn to gravity.

Algard, who was watching the whole thing, turned his face bright blue and covered his eyes. And the sound of Algard falling on the painful floor echoed as he covered his eyes.

”- Ahhh...!?...!?!?!!!!”

”I was there, say, Ilia!? It's okay!? I hit my head!?”

Ilia was underlayed and there was no damage to the anisphere. However, it is not a hoarding in the underlying Ilia. I can't say I'm still a child, but I added that weight and fell off without even being able to take it.

My back and head hurts so much that tears seep in. I didn't think I'd want to go around on the spot, but it's difficult to twist my body because the anisphere is on top. And the pain accelerates even more because of the itching and shaking anisphere.

”... ugh, this...!

Oh, no. That's what I thought. Anisphere got round with her head in her arms. Ilia pulls off the anisphere with momentum and lowers it to the floor. Is it because of anger, Ilia's gripped fists tremble small.

And the sound of the fist bones sounded so loud that Algardo, who had covered his eyes and hidden them, shook up.

”This... fool!!”

”I'm sorry. Huh! But listen, Father! I think it was a good idea! I think we can ski that one! It's Musavianis!

”That's not what we're talking about! What are you doing with Algard?

Orphanth catches an eyebrow and punches his fist bone in the head of the anisphere with his anger. Ghapi, screaming and Anisphere tears eyes with her head.

Anisphere said stealing the sheets was an experiment to fly the example sky. You think he lifted the sheets with the wind that woke him up with the Spirit Stone of the Wind and tried to glide himself away with that force?

Not at all, where does such an idea come from? Terror is the temperament of the Anisphere, which is said to be odd.

”Algardo is Algardo too! What are you gonna do without stopping Anisphere, too!?”

”Ugh... oh, sorry...”

Though he was not fisted, Algardo was also subjected to a stronger reprimand than Orphans. Algardo, still two years younger than Anisphere, is young, shrinking smaller and trembling.

Ilia sighs small as she still shields her stifling and sore back. Every time you make this noise, your body has to keep it.

”Chi, Father...! Al, I took him out! If you scold me, leave me alone! And I want you to see my Mussabi! That would work!

”Rejected, fool! That's enough! Stay back in your room!

”Yeahhh! I thought this time it would work! Father's ass! Old face! Full of young gray hair!

”What the hell, you horse girl!! Whose fault is the young gray hair?!?”

”Gahhhhhhh!?”

Orphans pushes his clenching fist from both sides to the temples of the anisphere, twisting it well. Compressed to be pinched with force at the temples, the anisphere screams around the algae scratching to escape.

After a short period of oppression of the temples by Orphans, Anisphere falls to the floor like she did her best, trembling tingly. It was odd for Ilia that Algardo was poking the anisphere with his fingers in such a way as to be afraid.

”No alarm or gap at all!... Illia, are you all right?