In the sun-dappled training hall, Marshall and William are teaching the basic spirit of swordsmanship - tenacity.

A sharp cry came from Marshall's mouth with a guttural voice that was half clear, half muddy.

She's working hard, she's working hard.

In the past few days, she has regained her previous state, waving the roses in her hand for three or four hours in the morning, and retracting them again and again.

"It's time to take a break." William's brows furrowed slightly, and he reminded softly.

He obviously felt that the physical fitness of the girl in front of him had improved a lot, and Marshall, who was originally out of breath with a slight wave of his hand, could now train for half an hour in a row.

But for the hour that William had been laying the foundation, this thing was so-so.

Then again...... Charlie didn't say how far he was going to teach the girl, and in his ears, he heard a feeling that "it's okay to teach casually......

Don't let her touch the magic of runes, and don't let her learn serious swordsmanship, it seems that this little girl is going to be used as a gunman......

William watched Marshall gasp for breath and waved a few more times, but still no petals remained, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

This guy ...... Nor did he save any face for the princess of Yaris......

However, for myself at that time, this [Golden Rose] still didn't keep much.

Her hair is also blonde......

William couldn't help but be in a trance.

"You'll make it, I promise."

William snapped his fingers, and a white towel appeared in his hand, threw it to the panting Marshall, and said with a smile.

"Hmm......" Marshall was indifferent to this, and even a little ashamed.

So she twisted her head to the side and pouted angrily.

Seeing this, William almost couldn't help but want to tell the whole story, after all, in the face of a beautiful and cute girl, a normal person should be moved, right?

Because Marshall's soul was missing, he could not be recognized by the Golden Rose.

Her soul was missing because of the Nightmare's devouring, but fortunately, halfway through the process, Tara took action to stop her soul from dissipating.

But come to think of it, it was also a coincidence that several of them were dressed together......

The Exorcist of Nightmare is unknown......

Well, it's over, isn't it?

The current King Charles did not interfere with their actions, and it seemed that he was of some use to him.

At this time, King Charles, who was sitting on the throne, seemed to be very idle, and since he took office, there were many fewer people who came to play.

It's really fun......

The corners of Charlie's mouth turned up slightly, and the mirror in his hand shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight that slanted into the political hall.

What is presented inside is precisely the picture of William and Marshall training.

This is the second-level magic weapon, the [Mirror of Voyeurism].

Through it, Charlie is able to see almost anything he wants, and is able to cover his vision extremely invisibly.

William watched Marshall stare at the golden rose in his hand, and finally felt a little unbearable, and whispered: "You don't have to force yourself too much. ”

"I have to."

"Why?"

"For Yaris."

William smiled, half joking, half solemn, but also a little puzzled and emotional.

"Why do you say, for Yaris?"

“......”

Marshall opened his mouth to say something, but as if he realized something, his eyes snapped open.

It's a smart little girl.

Marshall, during Philip's conversation with the maid, knew that Charlie had a special magic mirror in his hand.

Eventually, she just smiled and smiled at William.

"It's fine." She said.

"I'll find an opportunity to take you out to practice later. King Charles hired me to teach you for two years, so make good use of it. ”

"Really?" Marshall was not clear why William said these words.

At this time, William's heart couldn't stop sighing.

The effect of the magic mirror varies depending on the wielder's magic, so there is a chance to get rid of Charlie's surveillance and have a little heart-to-heart chat with her.

"When you have your own sword, we'll go."

William finally made up his mind and was ready to help the poor girl.

It's ridiculous...... Just because she looks like this...... Is it necessary?

Yes, perhaps.

She seemed to be so stubborn back then.

She is the wife of Awini, the former chief swordsman of the Golden Rose Knights.

William still didn't outlast Ewini.

When he attended her funeral, he did not shed tears or do anything to mourn. Instead, he took the golden rose from her grave.

Marshall's mother died of blood loss after giving birth to Marshall.

It may sound funny, but it's extremely true.

Because as the level of mana increases, the human body will become fragile due to the erosion of mana.

To put it mildly, if William had been punched by that unknown orc at that time, he would definitely have been killed, and if he hadn't mastered a variety of unloading techniques, he would definitely not have been able to catch that sword at that time.

"I'm looking forward to it."

The gloom in Marshall's pupils gradually cleared, and finally he smiled, like that rich ray of sunshine.

"Me too."

But William's headache now is how he should convince Charlie to take Marshall away......

There will definitely be a way.

......

In the afternoon of the same day, Charles summoned Marshall, the daughter of Yaris, in his capacity as king.

"Good afternoon, dear little Marshall."

Charlie held the armrest of the throne with both hands, and looked condescendingly at the daughter left behind by his brother in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

If you really want to give yourself for Yaris, then I can't help it, can I?

A hint of cunning flashed in King Charles' eyes, and he took the staff that Ewinny had used before with his right hand and stood up.

"King Charles, is there anything wrong?"

It's tea time, and Marshall should be drinking tea in the backyard now.

"I have a task for you."

"I've heard from people privately that I seem to have a very good opinion of orcs."

"I think it's time for someone to change that mind, but it's certainly not a good idea for me to come in person."

Marshall paused in confusion and scrolled through the words as quickly as he could.

He's asking me to broker the relationship between humans and orcs? But I haven't come into contact with orcs, and I don't know much about them......

However, she should not be able to refuse now.

Philip, who was trembling beside her, looked at her with a strange look, and Marshall always felt like lamb roasted on a dinner plate, waiting for King Charles to cut it......

"Good...... Right? ”

Marshall tilted his head imperceptibly, suppressing his curiosity.

Charlie laughed, and gently rubbed the jewel on the head of the cane, giving Philip a look and letting him start moving, and he himself spoke:

"Then, for tonight's afternoon tea, I will send someone to take you to meet these creatures, and I am sure that you should have established an extremely deep friendship with them."

Why does this sound so strange?

Since Marshall has already agreed, no matter how tired he is, he has to endure it.

"Okay, I'll try!" Marshall said loudly, cheering himself on as well.

Philip quickly arranged for the maid, dressed her in graceful and luxurious clothes, and placed a small crown on top of her head.

Marshall felt that something was even more wrong.

"I'll be watching you." William, who came out of nowhere, smiled softly at her to soothe her anxious heart.

The road to the back garden is a corridor paved with a dark red carpet.

In the afternoon, the sun shines brightly, leaking through the glass windows, reflecting the rose-like decorative lines on the carpet.

Isn't it just an afternoon tea...... It was as if there were neighbors to negotiate - that's what his father said.

The Yaris would have been unified long ago, otherwise the Vatican would not have been called the capital of all nations.

Thinking of this, Marshall smiled and adjusted his crown, the corners of his mouth raised.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

"Ho......!"

Marshall's smile froze.

On the grass was a huge iron cage.

She's like a baboon in a zoo.