125 A settlement comes at the end of the tunnel (2)

"Different from the only daughter of Tang Feet de Neju and Kishion, you are just like the one born yesterday. He's a hero in the capital city and he's been given a knighthood, but he doesn't attend any social gatherings, and no one person knows you personally."

A sorcerer was ordained by the first prince, and the second prince dug up his identity, and the third prince considered him a friend to share his adventure.

Anyone sensitive to the flow of power will soon be paying attention to Clay.

"Your conditions are getting worse day by day, and now that you are in the midst of three princes' confrontation at once, the attention that will be poured out will be enormous. Every man's eyes and tongue will tear you apart.”

"I know."

Clay answered calmly and returned Gideon's letter to the envelope.

I've been preparing for this, but it's nice to get attention as expected. But I couldn't stop doing it because I didn't like it.

No matter how hard I try, the narrative that's already starting to unfold won't leave him alone.

Rather, it may be helpful for you to increase your 'statement intervention'. To achieve the purpose of making Arthur king, or to grasp the intentions and identity of the author.

Clayo grabbed his share of tea cup and Dionne also shut his mouth. Only the sound of turning over the tea rang very quietly.

with a thud

Dionne looked at Clay with a fresh eye.

In her opinion, the young master considered himself quiet and not the type to lead others.

He was not the kind of person who wanted power or attention. He did not have any beliefs or political goals.

Then, as if it were something to do, it was moving into the storm of political strife without enthusiasm or excitement.

It was hard to guess where he meant it now. Even though they are intertwined with each other's ethers, they cannot know.

Dionne asked in a light tone.

"So, how does it feel to be the nucleus of a storm between the three princes? It's your will to enter this political fray, so you won't regret it, will you?”

"That's what you have to say. I must apologize to Lady Dione in advance. In the future… a lot will happen."

"I'll be waiting for 'time' because they won't tell me what's going to happen if I ask. But when you rely on me, you rely on me. We're partners."

Instead of answering, Clayo only smiled faintly.

The less dry brown hair was calmly subdued and reflected back in the afternoon light.

I felt sorry for my sharp, thin shoulders, which are not covered by woolen shirts and sweaters.

Under the darkened eyes, the boy's weak and faint smile was tenderly worn out.

"But at times like this, she never feels like a 17-year-old boy.'

Dionne admitted that she was more than interested in her partner and guardian boy.

There was a man who broke the mysterious atmosphere and burst open the porch.

It was Arthur.

"Oh, there was a passenger! Long time no see, Lady Dion! Ray, you're up right today! The dean said he was all hurt, but I was worried yesterday and the day before because he was still dozing off!"

Arthur, wearing a big box around his waist, walked in and flopped down on the one-man sofa.

Only a week ago, he looked so lively and energetic that he could not imagine being injured all over his body while fighting with Ma-su.

"Oh, long time no see, Prince Arthur. But this time, I can't treat you with a smile. What did you make of my master!"

Arthur flinched his shoulders exaggeratedly at Dionne's sharp roar.

After all, Arthur was badly shot by Dione after the assassin raid last summer.

"Lady Dionne, I'm not trying to make excuses, but I'm hurt more. Look, my shoulders still don't go up."

"No, is Prince Kanggol the same as our master who catches a cold just by blowing wind?”

"Oh, let's say I have a thousand mouths to say, but I have a thousand. If you treat me so vulnerable to the most scary wizard I know, I'd like to refute."

"The prince has one mouth, so don't say more."

Clay was caught between Dione and Arthur and covered his forehead.

It's Lady Dion... How can someone who taught me that I have profanity do this is impolite.’

Arthur still shrugged his arms around the bandage.

The back and cheeks of the hand exposed outside the bandage were still red.

Chelsea, Isiel and Arthur were all seriously injured. In particular, I heard that Chelsea and Arthur's internal injuries were severe.

Jebedi said that treatment of skin distorted by concentrating on detoxification was postponed to the background.

Arthur walked around the school as if nothing was wrong, but Clayo was also worried that he should give him another treatment spell as soon as he got better.

Clayo felt embarrassed when Dione built a day in front of him.

"Lady Dionne, my injury was the smallest of the four. I'm really fine. But if I'm worried, I'll be more careful next time."

"I've heard the declaration that I'll be in danger again without pulling back. You always surprise me.”

"That's right, Lady Dionne. Your master constantly surprises people with shock. Even with such a terrible spell, when it's cold, it's sweet, it's hard to stay up all night, there's no visible scar, but you can't wake up for three days... If you hadn't woken up on the fourth day, Professor Zebedee might have misjudged me.”

"That's right. Master Jebedi's position is more powerful than a prince who is full of thoughts, and my future master will be cute and pretty."

Clayo, who put down the teacup, opened his mouth vaguely. It was because Dionne's expression was somewhat provocative.

Arthur, of course, didn't lose to Dione with impudence.

"Lady Dionne, not a word is wrong."

"I don't think that's the right thing to say in front of you with someone sitting there....”

"What's inappropriate? I can tell you ten or hundred times about the greatness of our Lord Clayo! I didn't catch the last mud-slinging bastard. Clayo, you broke your watch using magic and you were able to escape. You're a lifesaver, but you can't say more or more. I'll have to repay you."

"As it may be said, Arthur, the reward. Remember when you said you could get an interview with the Archbishop before?"

"Oh, I'm going to talk about the interview right away... Do you read other people's minds now?"

"That can't be true. It's a coincidence, but the Archbishop who woke up can't speak yet. Is it possible to see people?”

He said, "You know, the day we came back from the Memorable World, he came to his senses. As soon as he recovered, many people were treated as soon as he recovered, and since he was a Archbishop, he ran around and got a chance to burn his feet. If I do well, I'll be able to see you before winter is over!"

Clayo, who recalled the portrait of the Archbishop of Eastoria in the light of a gas lamp, felt sick and nervous as his stomach twisted.

But I couldn't afford to give up the opportunity to meet someone who would be the only clue to the author.

"Yes, you did a good job.

"What, you say you can get an interview, but you don't look happy at all. Why do you look so silly?”

"I was just devastated when I calculated that a piece of mana stone and my life cost one interview."

"No, why that's all. There's more... well, can I take it out here?"

It was Arthur who was conscious of Dionne and looked at the atmosphere.

"You can. It's new to introduce you, but Lady Dionne here is my guardian and business partner, so you don't have to hide anything from her."

Arthur immediately handed Clayo a pocket of Mana Stone Pumpkin and Rose Quartz. Then, the big box that I brought earlier opened wide and put it on the table.

"Now, this is yours. Research wizards from the Capital Defense Unit looked into it as quickly as possible and gave it back. He's worried that it might seem like he's trying to steal your spoils. What's the name of this? It was in "The Memory of the World," but I was thrown out immediately....”

'Promise' kindly posted a message just above the box.

Cape Court of the Summer Greenhouse

- Relics

- Maintain a constant body temperature throughout the year when wearing.]

"The Cape Court of the Summer Greenhouse. I'll use it well."

"Oh, this must be the horse of the rumor?"

During the conversation, Dionne, who had been politely back, poked her head. The harness seemed to be interesting as well.

"Is this already rumored?"

"The social news is that I am second to the secret intelligence service under the Crown Prince. I knew the clothes came from the door."

"Oh, my God, the investigators at the Capital Defense Department have a big mouth. So the invitations in this box must be a magnet of gossip, too?”

"Oh, you're more astute than you look."

"Well, if dozens of knights had been protected and even my brothers had come, it would have been planned if they had been responsible for destroying the 'remembered world.' Our Lord Clayo has become a persona grata, where every party organizer in the capital is eagerly awaiting his entrance!"

"Aah Riorgnan. Can't you just shut up now?”

"You don't like being called even though you have a position. Why don't you get used to it now?"

"That's enough, don't repeat the alarm."

At times like this, I should've just joined hands with Melchior, Clayo, who makes an ephemeral assumption for about a second. I'm sure it would have kept them from talking.

"Well, sir, I can't help people making a fuss. It's the first harness I've had in a thousand years. Oh, can I take a look?

Clayo nodded willingly.

"It's just temperature-sustaining clothing. It doesn't stop magic, it doesn't defend knives and guns, but everyone's paying too much attention."

With that kind of capability, the North Face windbreak would be done.’

The outside was a bright gray and navy long coat, with one more layer of cape that came down from the shoulder to the waist.

It has a similar texture as gabuddin, but it was light enough to not feel the weight and soft.

"Hey, we can use magic to stop the bayonet. The researchers said that it keeps your body temperature incredibly in any place. Ray, who's always crying because it's cold, it's perfect for you."

Dionne, who took out her clothes, leaned her head against Clayo's shoulder.

"This would be cute if you matched it with the rabbit fur muffler that my cute friends gave me before. With the items from the dungeon, the foundation is very modern.”

"I'm sure it's a great suit because Lady Dionne says so. I don't want to see Isiel worry about Ray's son, and when he wears it, he brings it out even when the world that he remembers is collapsing like the whole summer. This is it. Ah! Isiel....”

"I know, Prince. You're the young prosecutor of the author, Kishion, who visited with you last time. Didn't you come today?”

"Issiel is still working on a report on the destruction of the 'remembered world' by the headquarters of the Capital Defense Corps. Isiel, who is good at both writing and patience, suffers."

Arthur kept talking in a way that he didn't seem sorry when he ran away alone.

"Anyways, he's going to be sick for another week, so please dress him warmly and take him out and give him something to cheer him up."

"Ah-ha. What is that, it's a date. Well, since you're my type, I don't have to be bad, but would I feel like the prosecutor who brought me a cape?”

"We've decided to give all the dungeons the lads. There's nothing to be offended about."

"You're so tall that you're still so naive that you don't know how others feel."

Arthur and Clayo looked puzzled by Dionne's enigmatic remarks.