Ephemeris 1359 December 29. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you want to do?"

Isis stood next to Yuris, looking at the boy in armor, his gaze sharpening.

"Hmph, what you asked me to do, now I'm going to do it, but you come and ask me what I want to do. ”

Yuris pulled out the sword that hung from his waist and looked at it carefully before putting it back in its scabbard.

As the son of Shomon, as a genius swordsman who has been a member of the Royal Knights since he was a child, in order to be able to appear in the most formal clothes when his wish is fulfilled one day, he has privately created a very delicate armor.

When he practiced the sword, he didn't wear it.

At the time of the race, he didn't wear it.

And now, it is very rare to wear this long-cherished treasure.

"Indeed, I asked you to help with Claire's affairs. ”

As he spoke, Iss looked at the armor on Yuris's body, the sophistication of which even the well-informed Great Demon was amazed.

"But...... What are you going to war for?"

"The reason why I didn't join the Royal Knights was because I didn't win against Claire. ”

Yuris said, leading the way to the door.

"I want to defeat her, so that I can join the Order in first place, and then I have no worries, and I can say my identity as a royal knight with a straight chest, but ......"

"Bang-"

Yuris's fist slammed into the wall.

"Now, there is a guy who doesn't know what to do to get in the way, I'm going to negotiate with him now, and if you don't agree, get out of the way, if you don't agree......"

Yuris said, walking in a certain direction without looking back, serious, full of determination.

"As a warrior, I would like to propose a 'duel' to this former general, and the winner will decide where Claire belongs. ”

"Hehe, didn't you say before that for the sake of the family's reputation, you didn't get involved before the other party's request?"

As the boy was about to disappear, Isis asked with a smile.

However, the answer to this question, he did not get.

The boy did not say a word until the figure of Yuris disappeared from the school.

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"Dangdangdang......"

Although he said that he was here to make trouble, as a well-educated rich child, Yuris still has the most basic courtesy.

He knocked on the wooden door and straightened his hair, and dealt with the fallen nobleman with the best possible gesture.

"Bang-"

"Who?"

The middle-aged man opened the door and looked at Yuris at the door with a look of disgust.

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In Ovilea's mansion, the little king, who had just returned from the palace, was enjoying a rare lunch.

As a busy person with two identities, Ovilia's life is particularly hard. After agreeing to Chang's request to live separately from her husband and herself, Ovilia gained some freedom, but the fact that the king and the former queen did not live together often made her feel a headache when she was running between the two residences.

"Hey...... Next time, let's stay in the palace for a few days under the pretext of going out to play...... It's tiring to run around like this......"

Drinking the thick soup prepared by the maid, Ovillia sighed a little helplessly.

"Your Highness, Knight Geralt has asked to see you. ”

At this moment, the maid Fiye walked in, and after bowing to Ovilea, she told her reason for coming.

"Well, let him in. ”

Ovilia put down the food in her hand, picked up the towel next to her and wiped her mouth.

As a former queen, when you meet others, you should at least pay attention to your own image, right?

Soon, after Fiye retreated, a young dark-haired man walked in.

"Your Highness, I'm coming down. ”

Geralt straightened up and bowed to Ovilia as she sat there.

"Ah, Geralt, come on, come on, sit. ”

To the young knight, Ovilia seemed very affectionate, patted the seat next to her, and motioned for him to sit down.

“...... Your Highness, I am only a knight, and I am of humble status, and I do not admire you at the table. ”

Geralt looked at the seat next to Ovilia and shook his head slowly.

"What...... What are you doing with me like this, for so many years, I have always regarded you as my savior, just call me Ovillia when there are no outsiders. ”

Ovilia smiled and stood up, grabbing Geralt's arm and pressing him to his chair.

"Come on, come on, taste it, this is made by Fei Ye himself, and it will definitely not disappoint you. ”

"Your Highness!"

Geralt was a little stunned at first, but after a few seconds of brain failure, he was able to break free of Ovilia's grasp.

“...... What's wrong?"

Seeing Geralt's reaction so big, the expression on Ovilea's face changed abruptly, and she looked very unhappy.

"Your Highness...... Although you are separated from His Majesty, you were once his wife, and he was not allowed to have contact with anyone before, and it was a little flattered to be touched by you for the first time in many years...... If Your Majesty knew......"

“......”

Looking at the knight in front of her, Ovilia was silent.

Indeed, before Chang appeared, she lived a life where she didn't dare to touch anyone.

For the sake of other people's lives, you can give up the opportunity to communicate, you can be alone, and you can't sacrifice other people's lives to fulfill yourself.

Originally...... It's always been like this......

But......

"This glove is really amazing......"

Ovilia lowered her head and looked at the gloves on her hands, a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth.

(Looks...... I'm a little too carried away...... ）

"Hmm...... So, just sit down as before, but you don't have to stand, sit down. ”

Ovilia said, slowly sitting down across from Geralt.

“...... Yes, Your Highness. ”

Seeing Ovilia say this, Geralt was a little relieved, and he adjusted the angle of the armor on his body, facing Ovilia in a very standard sitting position.

"So...... Your Highness, forgive me for taking the liberty of looking for me this time?"

"Hmm...... I have a matter that I need your help with. ”

Ovilia said as she stirred the soup in her cup, a bright smile on her lips.

“...... The blonde girl I last saw in the church, I hope it was 1360 years ago...... You can keep her safe. ”