I Will Quietly Disappear

"Dear Adolph..."

Gowen, who was on the lookout behind him, stood up. Its complexion was so bad that it was still pale that it was about to fall.

"Gowen, you know what you did, including you and your men"

Your father said coldly to Gowen and Larum. Larum shook his body for a moment.

"Yes. Including about my men, this responsibility..."

"Gowen, do you still want to kill Luche"

"... no. I just wanted to take revenge... I know it's wrong to say this... I'll fight, too."

Gowen's face looked ready for something.

"What about you?"

Your father asked Larum.

"I will protect the princess."

Larum told his father clearly when he took his father's sharp gaze firmly.

"Well, if you're gonna protect it, risk your life to protect it..."

"Yes!!

"Father..."

"Stay here, Luche"

When your father told me that, he pulled out his sword and ran out.

(Wow. Father)

With a wave of that sword, I blew up a few dolls. "The Ghost Child," Adolph. Those words came to my mind.

(With that said, His Highness Rasmere...)

I was fighting Emperor Gardia.

"Wow..."

Whenever the sword bumped into each other, it was pretty hiccups. I know because I fought, but His Highness Rasmere is strong enough too.

We both continue to fight completely silently. I tremble at the very cold in that space.

(You can't just let the First Prince stand on the arrow...)

I tried to get up but got that shoulder grabbed.

"Princess..."

"Larum..."

"You shouldn't interrupt now. Because we are both fighting for the prestige of the state. So Master Adolph won't even get his hands on it."

"Really..."

"More than that, let's make allowance. Get your arms out."

"Yeah."

I stared at both of them as I offered them my wounded arm.

Watching you two fight, I feel like I miss you somewhere, like I miss you, and my heart shakes. It's like those you shouldn't have met have met.

"Stop..."

Somewhere in my heart, someone was screaming.

The settlement arrived earlier than I thought. The sword was too sharp to withstand the spear, and both were broken.

"Uh. It broke."

When he saw the broken sword, Emperor Gardia threw it away.

His Highness Rasmere stares silently.

"Hey, princess..."

"... what is it?

"Are you sure you're gonna stay under this guy?

"... at least I can't stand next to you."

"Hmm."

"I will not give you the Rouche, Emperor Gardia."

His Highness Rasmere stood silently before me.

"Really, Asteria always gets in my way. That's why I hate it. Oh, I thought you'd get it all this time... We can't just leave the country any more empty."

Pattin.

When Emperor Gardia rang his fingers, the dolls gathered in unison.

"I really wanted the princess to come of her own free will. But if you can't, forget it. I wish I could get one for each country."

What that word means is...

"Wait. And His Highness Rasmere"

"What?"

"The next time I see you, I'll have more fun killing you."

That said, the figure disappeared with the doll.