Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

There is a proclamation of a majestic microtoff, with a sense of urgency stuck in the hall.

We haven't had a relaxed exchange so far, but it's true that we were moving forward with contempt for the Sage Society, the culmination of the country. Everyone's attention between nature and the throne is drawn to the microtoff that brings its presence to the foresight.

take it, Microtoff stroked his beard without moving,

"In making the suggestion to hold the Sage Society, I would first like to ask other comrades to endorse it"

Nine seats lined up on the altar, a microtoff overlooking the old people around in its center. The old men, whose presence had almost vanished without a word until now, also agreed to his words.

"I also endorse the recommendations of Lord Microtov, under the authority of the Sage Society"

"Likewise"

"Let's agree as well"

Microtoff pulls his jaw at the consent of the old men, then looks down at the candidate under his eyes.

Still, the five, who maintained somewhat conflicting positions, rushed to assemble before Microtov's silence. Especially the anastasia that was away is a fierce dash.

When the candidates return, both of them who were on their side with nature leave the field and rearrange to the remaining knight-side row of the Subaru. - Al and Reinhardt pinch Subaru, super uncomfortable.

"Do I have to be here?

"I'm glad you're there for me. It means more buffer material. Honestly, there's no way I'm gonna do this with Kensei. Seriously."

The action of Al wiping his forehead with all the fear of war. He's wearing a helmet. He's not changing his voice tone, so he's supposed to be light-hearted, but as Subaru, who's seen Reinhardt's combat skills up close, he's not a joke.

So much so that Al also deliberately names mercenaries and serves as Priscilla's escort with his arms. I know he remembers it in his arms, but it's hard to think of it as something he's stepping into the realm of outsiders by adding to the circumstances in which he's present in his homeland.

As he himself had made clear, if it was a fight, it wouldn't last a minute.

"Thinking about it, I can tell you that Elsa was really awesome..."

Reminds me of a woman who tried to show her Reinhardt opponent what she deserved to call a sword trident, though bent. At the same time, the torn abdominal pain seemed to resuscitate, and Subaru stopped it as soon as he stumbled on his face.

"Her strength was real. I haven't even been able to grasp the footsteps since then. She still can't bring you to justice for seriously injuring you."

"Don't dig it up now that I stopped doing the recap scene because of you. Oh, I'm starting to feel so hard and painful in my eyes when I get hit by a horizontal line..."

In retrospect, I feel the second one was the most tragic cause of death ever. It's harder mentally than later.

Reinhardt has turned his carefree gaze to the Subaru of momentum to rub his eyes and congest his eyes at high speed.

"Are you okay? I know what a good magical user of water is. I'm right on my side..."

"Mm-hmm. I'm going to get into something important right now, so be quiet. Because I'll fix you up later."

"It's strange what I'm saying, but aren't you guys a little overpaced?

Ferris mentions Reinhardt's voice, and Julius embarrasses it.

Subaru was also confident in his mypace, but the four people around him are quite something - I think in a pretty other HR atmosphere.

Contrary to an overly tense candidate, the holding of the Sage Society was officially announced while its officials engaged in a long and idle exchange - Microtov nodded,

"I thank my comrade for his endorsement. So suppose we get into an argument? The agenda is, of course," Who will be king? "

cut the words as he combed his beard, then the old body glanced at one eye,

"Hmm. The question is, how do you decide that? Dragon History Stone had five candidates to gather, but there was no description of the election method that followed. If we talk about extremes, we can have all factions compete for martial arts here, and we can make the remaining factions king."

"That way, there's a whole winning faction. I think so."

Roswar's light mouth responds to Microtoff's joking words from a group of civilians.

There is only one faction that its light mouth shows, nothing more than a faction of felt with Reinhardt. You know that, Microtoff laughed strongly,

"Is there something you don't want to deal with, even if you're headed by a court magician?"

"Wow, the only handle doesn't work for Sakura. Sayonara, unfortunately, at a time when we're going to be relative."

Roswar shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head. I also leaned down to be afraid of that word just Reinhardt, but he's confident himself when he sees where he won't go into denial.

As I also know the certainty of Roswar's prowess as a wizard, I doubt that there is that much difference between him and Reinhardt in isolation. but I guess that's more of a fact than we're convinced it is.

Increasingly, Reinhardt's outrage stands out in Subaru.

and

"Now, let's not choose the abusive solution, as there was also the opposition of the leading court sorcerer. Hmm, then what do you think we should do, gentlemen?"

Pull in a light-hearted alternative to greeting, and Microtoff directs the Sage Society to the debate.

The face of the sage club joining the agenda looked at each other, hissing in some poor street voice compared to Microtoff, but with a voice that sounded strange to everyone.

"I guess we should listen to the candidates first."

"This is also the first time we've had the good fortune of all getting together and being able to face each other like this"

"Until now, we, the Sage Society, did not all participate."

"So talk to me. Each position, the readiness to be king, what are you going to do on it - is it reasonable to talk about it?"

"Hmm, extremely convincing. So, knight Marcos, would you do me a favor?"

As a result of the Sage Society discussions, the proceedings are once again entrusted to the Knights Commander.

Just one, the armored figure standing without leaving the candidate's side praised, then looked back at the candidate, tightening his expression.

"With the transgression, let me proceed again. Each candidate should have an assertion and a position. All the sages and knights and clerks in the hall want to know about it. Please, stay with me."

Representing the feelings of everyone in the hall, Marcos bows his head respectfully to the five candidates.

And when you look up, the stern expression opens your mouth wide,

"First of all, please, Master Kursch. - Knight Felix Argyle! Here!"

"Uhm."

"Yes."

Krush nods softly at Marcos' voice and Ferris lifts his hand lightly.

Ferris rushes out for a small run to the center of the hall so as to line up in the Krusch that comes forward. On her way there, she stared jiggly at Marcos' face,

"Captain. I always say, call me Felix, not Felix. Yo. Ferri, I'm gonna scratch you."

"I'm not going to treat anyone in my men special. Naturally, so are you. Step forward."

Standing his finger on his cheek, he softly thrust Ferris, asking him to hurry ahead by showing him next to Krush with his jaw. Ferris, dissatisfied, tongued "Be" and hit Marcos with dissatisfaction, then lined up next to Krush, who stood arm in arm.

"It's the king's candidate, Krush Karsten, the head of the Karsten family. How dare you?"

"This is Ferris of the Argyle family, one of Master Kursch's knights."

"It's Knight Felix Argyle, Sage Society ladies and gentlemen"

Krusch, who names himself in a grand, fearless manner, and Ferris, who follows it and is only mild. Ferris' stabbing gaze stabs Marcos, who corrects her so that she can get her name up, but Marcos ignores it with a stubborn faceless look.

With such an exchange aside, Subaru groaned "heh,"

"That Ferris kid, is his real name Felix? That sounds like an amazing man's name."

Even in Japan, the name of the eldest son is inherited in old martial arts houses and so on, and there were cases where men and women could be given the same gender even if they were different. Feminized warlords are flooded with men's names if it's a historical TS thing that is often a gale. Japanese Serious Nest.

Next to Subaru, who gets such convincing, Al is faintly tilting his neck. Is it common sense in him that we are talking about an area that is not so easily accepted? There's a difference between Subaru and his summoning years, and I just want to deepen our mutual perceptions a little bit.

"Subaru, haven't you heard?

Reinhardt asks Subaru, who thinks so sideways of Al, with a fuzzy face. Not knowing the purpose of the question, Subaru asked, "What?" and listening back in a dumb voice.

"Sounds like a man's name. Anything, Ferris is a fine man."

"- Wait."

"What?"

"I don't know what you just said"

Reinhardt's mouth is unacceptable and Subaru's brain temporarily flakes. Slowly, he spins words to include bites, and Subaru asks Reinhardt to repeat again. He nodded to Eagle Deep Fried,

"Sounds like a man's name. Anything, Ferris is a fine man."

He said something important twice, without making a difference from word to word.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?"

Consciousness catches up with understanding, and the screams of Subaru and Al echo through the hall.

For the first time in its surprise, the attention throughout the hall was drawn to the two of them, but the two of them, gesturing and gesturing and expressing confusion, do not realize it.

Subaru shows Ferris standing at the center of the room as he moves himself to a large extent,

"Wait a minute, I'm the man!? Even knights in knights don't like jokes!? That's not funny!?

Watch Ferris watching this one as I say it.

Sure, I thought it was long for a woman, but she only looks like a woman, except for the thinness of her body line and her back length in her face shaping. However, there are undeniably a few women in the world who have flat breasts even when they are adults, although they are somewhat lacking in their ups and downs as women. It is not rebuttal.

"My voice is high, and the lines are thin. My skin is clear, and I can't believe that's the guy... No, I don't want to believe it!

"You know what I mean, brother!

"Oh, I know, bro!

The two men, who shoulder to shoulder with Gassi and Al the Ship Arm, and perform a mutual recognition reunion.

How comforting it would be if there were two more than one. arrowhead who was half-convinced of winning against Reinhardt's laughable jokes, but also the colour of reflection if I told him so much,

"Oh, are those two first sights? Ferris, my knight, is a man. Nobody else. I assure you."

Until then, Kursch, who had kept his silence, called to that effect to the two shoulder-to-shoulder.

Subaru and Al's neck make a noise and look back at the unbelievable content of the Rin Voice. They circle in opposite directions to each other with their shoulders together, and for a moment each other's shoulder joints are extremely "Ouch!" and Subaru stepped on the floor so that an unrivalled voice would chain up and keep his mind back,

"Ku, you can say anything with your mouth alone! It's not like you were in charge of us! Proof! Yes, we need proof!

"Ferris and I have known each other a long time. We also took a bath together, but definitely the male organ is between the crotches..."

"Staaaaap!! It was my fault! I'll admit it all firmly and accept it, so don't tell me what the male root is from the girl's mouth -!"

"I didn't say male root, bro!?

Subaru puts corrections in direct representations, but the beginning and end of Al puts more penetration into the extreme of confusion. Svalbard, who is rushed by being tapped into multiple confusion materials, fingers forcefully Ferris, the root of this situation in the first place,

"You too, Chickshaw! You, who's got that nali on you? Besides it even comes with a cat, who actually gets a guy or something like that too!! I don't belong to a man's daughter or anything! I love normal silver-haired heroines!

"Even if they say so, it was Subaru who made a mistake on his own, sir. Ferri, don't say a word about yourself being a girl."

"You're kidding, you ama- correction, you bastard!

To Ferris' attitude of winking his tongue out, Subaru steps on the group too much to express his indignation, but is unlikely to be able to elicit any more apologies from him.

Father, mother, the existence of the 'man's daughter' was breathing in the other world as well.

"It can't be...... I've never done this before in my life. Even I can't help but feel angry that I famously watched him walk naked next door in his clothes with the word warm...!

"That's no longer just one naked person -!"

Al still puts himself into discipline in Subaru, where he is starting to not know what he is mouthing even too much of the excitement.

The two of us exchange thankful exchanges about the commonality of a penetration against bokeh. Wait for those two surprises to quiet down once and for all,

"- Have you calmed down?"

and a squeaky voice throws the word of confirmation at both of us.

It's a microtoff that combines hands on the stage, on the knee. I was deliberately cared for by the pinnacle of the country, and Subaru just returned to me, "Shh, sorry," and scared with vegetables.

Wow, I really rarely reflect on myself from the bottom of my mind back in the original row.

"Everyone turns to surprise when they decide to know Ferris' gender. I can't stop savoring this many times. It's a pleasure. - Nothing surprises me more than the two of us right now."

"Hmm. I'm sorry, Master Krush."

Krush loosening his lips satisfactorily. Outside, Microtof could not stop, but Krush squeezed his expression and shook his neck beside him,

"There seems to be a misunderstanding in Lord Microtoff's eyes, but Ferris' outfit is not something I am allowed to say. All by his own free will."

"I think it is also the Lord's duty to dress his squire as he deserves,"

What disputed the outrageous Krusch was Rickert, who, like the Subaru, returned to the line. You get a say in the civilian population in an earlier stream, you can see a few row attendants sneering and in tune with his words.

Looking out at the faces of those sailboats, then Kursch shoots Rickelt through with his sharp eyes. Rickert, who was ejected, makes his face snap and still faces directly from the front.

"Hey, any objections...?

"You're not like a distracting elephant. I appreciate Lord Rickert, except for the fact that things are a little worse, things that I believe in don't get the same, and it's easy to get a little carried up."

- You haven't told me a lot, have you?

and Subaru, etc. I think to myself, is that a word of praise now, Kursch? Rickert also has a face that doesn't fall into his heart.

But Kursch took over the word "but" before pursuing it,

"It is also the Lord's duty to dress as He deserves," you said. Then I would still prefer Ferris to be dressed now. You know why?

"I wonder why"

The question was released with Rickert staring at him, but Rickert didn't carry on the word about whether he was barometric by his eyes. on his behalf, Krush nodded as Microtov inquired,

"It's a simple story. - Because the very thing should be given the most radiant appearance of its own soul. The Ferris looks better dressed now than wearing a knight's armor. Like I prefer this outfit to my dress."

Speak up, Krush stretches his chest to stretch his own soul.

Ferris lined up in a prestigious position, and she - no, he also smiled and obeyed next to the Lord's majesty.

Looking down at those two standings, Microtoff narrows his eyes to see the dazzling. Then he pulled his jaw small,

"Hmm, that would be nice. This story ends here. Lord Rickelt, may I?

"Yes, there is no difference"

"There are no differences here either. Captain Marcos, move on."

To Rickert, who palates but holds the spear, Kursch only loses no room for the king. The exchange of views took the form of an exchange, but it was unnecessary to compare how the armaments rose on either side of the spectrum.

Whatever.

"It's the first statement of confidence among the candidates, but it's the most prominent candidate. I don't know what to say, but peace of mind is different from others."

I could hear those words with a slightly too loud voice when it came to pounding.

Hearing that, Subaru shook his ears and said, "With Doyuko?," asks next door Reinhardt. He faintly laid his eyes on the honest Subaru question,

"The Karsten family, of which Master Kursch is the head, is a Duke family that has long supported the history of the Kingdom of Lugnica. The history of loyalty to the country, the certainty of the family, and Master Kursch's own talent in moving the Duke's house as a young man - no more, it's the destiny of the king's race."

"Well... what do you think, actually"

Subaru can only get his throat down accidentally to what Reinhardt said was hard.

Even Subaru, where the knowledge of the title relationship is not so profound, finds that the status of Duke is a key position in a country that counts faster from above.

King's Candidate - Even though the royal family has perished, naturally the closer it is to the original royal family, the more desirable it will be to take the next throne.

In that sense, Subaru cannot help but think of Emilia's unfavourable position.

"It will be almost settled"

"Master Karsten, more importantly, Master Kursch's talent is a famous story."

"They make a few bold decisions, but that's also impeccable considering the size of the vessel"

I'm guessing the people in the surrounding row have also confirmed what Subaru has just heard. The content of the conversation, which is exchanged with the hiccups, is all about Kursch's advantages, and it even seemed unnecessarily well known that she was one of the ones out of her head in the just begun king's race.

Even though it was before Emilia's appeal time began, Subaru couldn't help but feel anxious that the atmosphere on the ground was leaning against her more and more.

But such a subaru chest-wrenching feeling of impatience,

"Sounds like a lot of things are a little wrong"

He raised his finger and paused in the words of Krush, who interrupted the whisper.

Krush waits for everyone's mouth to shut and his attention to himself to gather. When the silence fell in the hall, guessing its intentions, she nodded one and cut it off,

"I'm going to know for myself what each one of us wants from me to take the throne. The Karsten family is a heavy town deeply involved with the royal family, and has been held accountable for a significant proportion of its previous national politics. Therefore, if I were to take the throne, it would have no effect on politics or on the operation of the country. That means you will be promised a throne without waves."

Several people in the hall who were listening nodded at the fluently spoken words of Krush.

Carefully worded, Subaru also understands in a clear sense why she is supposedly closest to the throne. That's why the objection seemed so difficult. but

"- Bad for the expected lords, but I can't give him that promise"

A moment of silence between the thrones - a few seconds apart, a severe earthquake runs - on a statement that throws itself away the overwhelming advantage brought upon itself.

"What do you mean," a voice who questions his mouth. looking over them, Kursch stepped grandly into a situation where the heat would not cool off,

"At the dawn when I became king, the presence of the kingdom had to be different from that of previous generations. Let them understand that."

"- What does that mean, and may I ask?

"Naturally."

Kursch looks up on the stage in the hall where the blurring aggregates to Microtoff's voice of doubt and the first shock begins to calm down.

Long, deep-green hair shakes, and what she sees in the face of Rin is the Society of Wise Men - beyond them, the dragon's design painted on the wall between the thrones.

"Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King - once kept by a covenant exchanged with a dragon, this country has built prosperity. War, disease, even famine, every crisis is averted by the dragon, and the letter 'dragon' will not disappear from the long history of the kingdom"

"Covenant with the Dragon" - which Subaru also read in the picture book itself.

The revelation of history that the Kingdom of Lugnica has been kept by the covenant with the dragon and has continued to prosper and flourish.

Everyone hears what Krush has said and bites what it means.

A covenant with a dragon that has always supported the history of the kingdom from the shadows. That is the precondition for a king's election because of the demise of the royal family and the endangerment of continuity. In other words, the next generation of Kings is qualified for "Dragon Witch".

"That is why we must deposit the throne with a witch who can dialogue with the dragon. Otherwise the prosperity promised to the kingdom…"

- I don't like that idea.

As Microtov talks about the covenant, a word of Krush pierces him like he pokes a lid.

As the old man pushed his eyes open to a faint surprise, Krush put his arms together and exhaled,

"The prosperity that has been built up by the covenant with the dragon, much better. In warfare, enemies are burned down by breath, and if there is a disease, people are healed by the revitalization of mana, and if famine occurs, the earth where the dragon's blood has bloodshed is blessed with abundance. All misery is saved by our esteemed Dragon. Glory be to Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King."

Despite the fact that the content of the talk is full of brilliance, the Krush who speaks of it is pale and the expression is not clear.

Looking out at all the silent people, she whines small.

"Let's ask. - I thought you weren't ashamed."

Subaru also sees more tension straining in the quiet hall than ever before.

But if who is the most angry being in this hall where all sorts of enthusiasm begin to linger, it was undoubtedly a kursch standing before the throne.

"It is promised to be overcome by the covenant with the dragon, no matter what the hardship. Sweet and corrupt to that covenant, and if its very survival is at stake, it tries to disrupt it and make it an alternative. I can't stand this and do something about it."

"- Your mouth is too much, Master Kursch!

One of the sages stands up and exposes his anger to the harsh Krush remarks. An elderly man, no less than Microtoff. The old body slapped the elbow of the seat with a crouched voice,

"It is unacceptable to belittle a covenant! How many sacrifices the kingdom once did not have to make thanks to the grace of its dragons? The same goes for the lives saved. Will you be denied the accumulation of those histories?"

"I said a great deal about past prosperity. I myself wouldn't say that I didn't benefit from it, etc., even if my mouth was torn. The Karsten family is also home to the kingdom and birth. If the kingdom is in crisis, so is our home. And if the country was saved by dragons, it would be the same for us again."

But she carried on her breath,

"We're not talking about the future. You don't think we can handle our own ugliness right now? Have you stopped thinking too much about your covenant with the dragon? When the war, the disease, strikes the kingdom again, are we nothing more than dragons?

"- It is"

"If you are accustomed to living under the dragon's refuge and perish with it, then perish the kingdom, etc. Overprivileged creates stagnation, stagnation leads to depravity, and depravity brings an end. I think so."

"Do you… do you say that you will destroy your country!

An old man so stiff that his blood vessels are about to cut a thousand.

To the cry, Kursch let his eyes take hegemony and shook his neck sideways, "No."

"If we are to perish without dragons, we should be dragons. The king, the minister, the people should bear everything the kingdom has ever relied on the dragon."

Therefore, and Krush took a breath,

"At the dawn when I am king, I ask the dragon to forget his covenant to date. As a result, there is no choice but to divide the Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King, is not the land of dragons, but the land of our king's people."

――――

"Let's wait for the ordeal. Or the numerous calamities that have survived with the help of dragons in the past, freaks that even outweigh them, may await us. But I want to live a shameless way in my soul."

lowering the tone of his voice, Krusch turned his gaze down as he shook his head,

"For a long time I wondered where the country was. I believe this wind direction has been given to heaven the opportunity to rectify"

It is not strange to be disrespected and truncated, given your loyalty to the Predecessor.

Now, the old men of the Sage Society also look at what she says today and cast a deep shadow on her expression. But on the other hand,

"I'm pretty sure it's an ideal theory..."

There is undeniable weight, Subaru hears Kursch's words.

They feel the same way about it and all around them, and they no longer see a voice in the hall arguing against her with a high voice.

Style that meets head-on with the accumulated history of the kingdom, and doesn't even allow the heavy towns who have made history to disagree.

It was undeniable, I could assure you it was the style of the king.

"- What do you think of Master Kursch? - I see. If you take them and you gain the throne, you may do as you wish. That's the king's choice to carry his country."

"Regardless."

Responding to Microtoff's words in just three letters, Kursch returns his heels just saying he's done what he has to say.

The blurring leaks again at my grand pace, but it was Microtoff who controlled it ahead of time. His old man turned the spearhead of the story to Ferris this time,

"So, knight Felix Argyle. Can I help you?

It seems to be the spirit of speaking of the Lord's point of appeal, not only from the Lord, but also from his servants.

but Ferris shook his head quietly to the side against the words of that microtoff,

"In your words, there is nothing I would add. Master Krush's thoughts are as Mr. Krush was spoken of. And the correctness of Master Kursch's actions will be proven by later history and by those of us who follow. - I have no doubt that my Lord will be king."

Strictly, Ferris flaunts as he folds his skinny hips.

When Microtoff nodded his acceptance back, Ferris saluted once before going under the Krush. eyes, and as she pulled her jaw, she gladly loosened her cheeks,

"After all, Master Kursch is always nice. Ferri, no more mellow."

"Sometimes, Ferris' words don't make sense. - But let's forgive it. There's no way you're gonna do anything against me."

Absolute trust and the exchange shows that the heart stick is tied between them.

I think it's a good relationship to Ferris, who dedicates so much heart sickness that the character collapses, that he's taking it to eagle fry without even having it as something - the more so.

"Well, I finally got to talk to one of you... Hmm, apparently it's pretty volatile content from the start"

There is a paragraph on Krush's statement of confidence, and Microtov sums up the current exchange briefly by saying so.

From the point of view of the sages' club, the clerks, and the faces who roughly wanted to clean things up in peace, her policy of being the most prominent candidate for the throne would have been a good place for water in her sleeping ears.

Perhaps she lost a lot of votes in her current exchange that she should have been able to take in. but instead from the presence that supports her even after hearing what is now, it is also believed that she would have gained strong trust that she would just not lose whatever happened.

In the long run it was a word and deed that could not measure the pros and cons at this stage of how much that would affect the King's race.

"I don't know how choosing a king is a bad idea..."

It is now time to make a statement of belief that we decide to do so.

The first self-appeal time to decide which child to target, even with a concoction. An important branch of releasing the jab to determine if it is a mine, and then what form it takes to strike straight in and take it home. It was the worst part of me.

Whatever.

"Then let me continue. In order, from next door to Master Kursch"

"Hmm, have you finally come? Yes, I want a concubine."

Proceeding with the proceedings as if the Knights Commander had regained his mind, the orange-haired girl steps forward, making a statement that would destroy that regained mind again.

"Did you just say that guy hyper concubine time?

When Subaru flashes on Katakana cluttered fucking grammar, he points himself with his thumb as if Al were bragging about the handle, probably a Doya face across the helmet.

Then he made a heavy footsteps, and he also lined up next to Priscilla, who came forward.

Unlike the earlier Krush, hair is like reflecting the sun on a gorgeous dress. A number of brightly colored ornaments make metal noises, decorating her with even more noise from her appearance.

Standing next to such a girl is the man with the arms who concealed his face in a seemingly town-folk style outfit with a pitch-black helmet, so his surrounding eyes become a strange gaze in response.

"Well, let's just say that the concubine has a humble gaze of elephants."

"You're using it in a good way, princess. Looks like you could use a lot of uppers."

Odd, even though he is seen with the eyes that look more like a kiva thing, for some reason he sends a proudly chested Priscilla an out-of-the-box praise of Al as her squire.

exchange between the two slightly screwed, with them in the front. Marcos coughed,

"Then Master Priscilla Burriel. Best regards,"

"Let's go out with him. Let the old bones know the glory of the concubine, and let them choose to obey the concubine on it. It's easy."

Saying, she pulls the fan out of the valley of her chest and laughs small as she opens it with a noise hidden from her mouth. He had a poisonous, abusive smile that didn't look good on his poor face.

After Kursch's bomb remarks, something obviously disturbing begins to mix in the air in the hall, which was never in good condition. Even Subaru, who has a reputation for the unreadability of the air, feels a clear sense of urgency, in the tense halls of it, pompous and someone squeaks.

"- Bloody brides are abominable."

Subaru breathes in that voice, deep and deep, as hateful as simmering hatred.

Because only the feeling of never turning in the right direction was clearly felt as to who it was referring to, and what impact that voice sounded like besides thoughts would have.

With the second candidate at the centre, the preamble to the king's race was only just beginning.