51. princess. (One)

yet.

The first day of the Mutuje finals has arrived.

To be precise, the first day of ‘my’ finals.

Well, actually, it’s not that wrong.

The first day of my finals was the first day of the Mutuje finals.

The first match of the Mutuje finals.

… … After all, that was my game.

Even if you are a fairly talented player, you might be nervous.

Of course, since it is the first match of the finals, even the average knight must be nervous.

That didn’t apply to me either.

In the first place, we fight with new chicks, but there is no reason to be nervous.

More than anything.

“Kale. Did you take good care of your sword? protection? Why don’t you wear knight’s plate armor? Or should I draw a magic tool or a disposable magic scroll? I have something made!”

“… … Why are you more nervous than me? Lucia.”

Because Lucia was doing all the tension I had to do.

It’s not like it’s just words.

Lucia opened the subspace magic and rummaged through the armor and magic tools.

Full body armor for knights.

I laughed bitterly when I saw Lucia pulling out the so-called full plate armor.

“… … no need for armor I don’t know if it’s a pre-registered magic tool, but magic scrolls are disqualified.”

This is a competition that competes for pure ‘mu’, not a tempal match.

I don’t know if you’re a wizard. If you use magic tools or magic scrolls, there is nothing strange about being disqualified.

In that sense, I wonder if I shouldn’t have even used my sword, ‘Nox’.

Knox. The name I was called before it came into my hands was the Sealed Sword.

that… … Since it was not a tool created by human hands in the first place, it could be said to be outside the rules.

If you don’t catch it, it’s a good thing.

‘Well, since I ran amok in the first round anyway, I don’t have any intention of using it anymore.’

Kiin wearing a hood shook the qualifier in the first qualifying round.

The only known information about him is that he has red eyes and that he handles a jet-black ink-colored sword.

Of course, I wouldn’t treat them as the same person just because they used similar swords. Might be able to raise suspicion.

‘… … Actually, the mercenary king seemed to notice something.’

Hestia, who came to visit not long ago.

When I thought of her, it was clear that too much attention would be poison.

I’m not a criminal, what’s the point of being famous?

So, generally.

‘… … It’s a poison called annoyance.’

Does power come with responsibility?

Once you prove your strength, there are many things that get entangled in many ways.

If the nobility of the empire were that strong, there was no way the empire would try not to use them.

‘I want to keep quiet, at least until ‘Disaster’ resurrects in earnest.’

3 years later.

Only after that time has passed, all five catastrophes that left long scars in human history will be resurrected and gathered together.

After that, even if you want to rest, you won’t be able to rest.

It’s not like I’m full of justice or anything.

But even though I had power, I didn’t have the personality to just watch others die from behind.

Even if it’s not to the point of taking the lead in defeating evil.

I wanted to sort out what I could see.

If you can’t even do that, the name of a sword master. Because the name of a regressor will cry there.

Let’s think like that.

Lucia, who had put the armor and disposable magic scroll in the subspace, scratched her chin and asked, as if she was still thinking about the same topic.

“If magic tools are disqualified, what about buff-type magic? Can’t that be?”

“… … could be.”

“this. What if this doesn’t work?”

No, you shouldn’t intervene in the first place.

food.

Laughing at Lucia’s words, I looked at her worried expression.

what. A face as if it were a mother who abandoned her child by the river.

Perhaps even that point could be said to be similar.

When she boldly stepped out to block Hestia.

When he stood in front of the mercenary king with that relatively small and muscleless body.

I must have felt exactly the same sentiment as Lucia now.

Let’s look into her purple eyes.

Suddenly, I remembered the guy who invaded the mage tower last time and tried to kill Lucia.

‘thinking about it. … … I won’t be able to stay still until three years later because of the demons.’

devil.

Serve disaster as a god and save humanity… … No, people who hate life itself.

I don’t know if the rituals they perform have any meaning in the resurrection of the real disaster.

I couldn’t leave them alone.

Even before the disaster resurrected.

Because they used to constantly show up here and there and do behind-the-scenes work when I was about to forget.

‘Maybe I just don’t know… … Even now, he might be doing something.’

Perhaps that is more likely.

however. No matter how much I think about it, this is something I can’t figure out.

Even before the return, it was only a few years later that I would face demons in earnest.

Where are the demons and what are they doing now? There is no way to know.

By the time I fight demons.

It was a time when how to block the devil’s attack became more important than what the devil had done before.

Anyway, it’s done.

Now is the time to focus on what I have to do.

What you need to do now is Mutuje.

“Lucia. I guess I’ll have to go slow. Are you coming to cheer?”

“of course!”

“Okay then. You can come with Ciela and Sir Dagnes. Sir Dagnes is having an afternoon match.”

Martial Arts Finals. caliber. Siela.

Having said that, I felt a subtle difference.

It feels like you’ve completely forgotten something.

not to be forgotten You seem to be forgetting that kind of promise… … .

“… … ah.”

chin!

Recalling it belatedly, I percussion and hit the forehead with the palm of my hand.

‘but. Realistically, the long qualifying round will be burdensome for your health. I’ll let you see it from the final round.’

in my head.

Evan’s voice comes to mind later.

‘As for the 4th Princess, I will contact you after the schedule for the finals is finalized.’

What is the voice in your head saying?

The 4th princess of the empire.

A time-limited lifespan confined to the western villa. The illegitimate son of the imperial family, Ray Beatus.

I decided to watch the finals with her.

Perfectly, I forgot.

Realizing this belatedly, I put on a grim expression.

‘… … this crazy have you been eating this? Are you really crazy?’

no. Originally, I wouldn’t have forgotten this much.

In fact, even when the preliminaries were just over, I was thinking about it implicitly. however… … .

Because of Hestia’s visit. I was so surprised that I had completely forgotten about it.

no. Even all of these would be just excuses.

What is certain is that the first match of the finals is not far away.

That Ray would be waiting for me.

To ask Ella to bring me… … .

Yes, I’ve told Ciela about Ray in advance, but Ciela doesn’t even know Ray’s face.

That’s because Ciela rarely went out of the mansion and stayed inside the mansion.

“Lynn… … Ugh, can you ask that Gilchi to find someone?”

Lucia is also excluded for the same reasons as Siela.

Lucia had never left the Mage Tower in her entire life, and this was probably her first outing.

Even if the princess is a celebrity.

Not the 1st princess, not the 1st prince. It was a story that there was no way he would know the face of a person who looked like the 4th princess.

Even so, the 4th princess rarely came out of the villa.

And when that happens.

… … There is only one left.

“Sir Dagnes!”

“… … Yes, did you call?”

──Rock!

Calling Dagnes, I hurriedly opened the door.

Then, Dagnes put down the sword he was arranging and looked at me.

he is an excellent knight

As a member of the White Lion Knights, he must have been to and from the capital many times.

Above all, the knight was a quasi-nobility.

There is a high possibility that the names and faces of the royal family are basically known.

If so, pass.

I’m sorry that I seem to be giving away too much work.

There is no other way.

“Sir Dagnes. … … Gyeonggi, can you bring the 4th princess?”

“… … yes?”

As if you heard it wrong.

Or, Dagnes, who makes an expression that seems to doubt whether my ears have gone wrong.

And I put a wedge into him with an embarrassed face.

“The 4th princess. Ray Beatus. I’m sorry, but I have to go and pick up Princess Gyeong.”

Dagnes heard that.

It was a bonus that he had a strange expression on his face.

* * *

Originally, there were no people entering and leaving the western detached palace, and only silence lingered.

The few servants chose only those who were reticent.

It is often replaced within a few months.

The princess confined to a separate palace where no one can give her affection or even receive attention.

The reason she was treated like that was simple.

Because Ray was a person who harmed the authority of the imperial family by his very existence and was ‘unsuitable for the imperial family’.

The imperial family of the empire are beings that reign over all humans.

In a world where no human being believes in God.

It was because only the imperial family of the Kaisha Empire were the ones who ruled over humans like gods.

However, the existence of a time-limited person was no different from a major flaw in the imperial family.

A terminally ill person who was born with an unhealthy body and died at a young age.

It was very unfortunate though.

The imperial family was an idol and a being to be respected, not a being to be pitied.

I dare not even show myself to the world… … .

Like a caged bird, Ray used to think of himself as such.

“You are awake. 4 princess. It looks like you were expecting something?”

And rarely.

A guest had come to the Western Villa, where no one could enter.

However, the guest would never have been pleasant to her.

Blonde hair with golden eyes.

The cold gold eyes, which couldn’t even feel the slightest warmth, were looking at Ray himself with terrifying eyes.

1st Prince, Evan Beatus.

“It was already today that the finals started.”

“… … yes.”

A structure in which no one can help due to the implicit external pressure of the emperor.

Any nobleman would notice that atmosphere.

No one wanted to help the 4th princess, Ray, until she was out of sight of the emperor.

So it was like a miracle.

Confucius of the Duke of Reinhardt. Cale von Reinhardt.

I don’t know what kind of whim it is.

With his help… … Being able to see Mutuje directly.

It was something that Ray himself couldn’t have done even if he tried his whole life.

With the help of others, it was accomplished in an instant.

however.

The miracle was forever and it was not a miracle.

Evan held out his hand and held out a magic tool in the form of an earring.

“Will you put this on?”

“… … This.”

“This is a magic tool recently delivered from the Mage Tower.”

Magical tools of the Mage Tower.

Before I felt a sense of rejection for some reason.

Evan forcibly put the artifact in his hand.

“Isn’t it about going to meet a famous nerd? For the worst, you’ll need at least a recording device.”

“… … .”

“You don’t have to worry about getting caught. It is the latest product made in the Mage Tower.”

The words seemed to be for oneself.

That it wasn’t like that was easy to see unless you were an idiot.

He wasn’t handing over the recording device for his own safety.

For her sake, it wasn’t that she allowed me to see Mutuje.

‘… … To monitor Cale.’

To monitor Kayle and, if possible, even find out his weakness.

What was Evan’s purpose in the first place?

Because it was on that side.

To record means to listen to Ray himself.

In other words, it’s like a story about putting restrictions on her so that she doesn’t say anything strange.

Nausea comes out.

That he was only being used terribly forever.

… … That he had to stab the back of the head of the first person who did him a favor.

“You think well. It’s an insignificant ‘failure’ subject, and it’s an opportunity to help the imperial family.”

And the fact that a savvy knight came to the Western Villa with a shy expression.

It was only a few minutes after that.

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