"Is something wrong?

As I said, I broke in between the three women and Mr. Hilgis.

Then one of the three women looked at me like she was flashy.

"What is it all of a sudden? Who are you?

From the atmosphere, this flashy guy looks like a leader......

Although the outfit is brilliant compared to the other two, it feels more like I'm used to being able to follow people.

The year... is it better this way?

And, Mr. Hilgis opened his mouth with his gaze down.

"It will probably pass. I heard a voice, so I'm sure I'll be interested to see how it goes."

"No, I'm a friend of this guy. It was some strange air... what's wrong with you?

Peek into Mr. Hilgis behind the question.

She felt as if she had lost her place, standing on the wall.

…………

I mean, now, Mr. Hilgis.

I said about me as if I were someone else.

I mean... what I just said was a sign of intent not to get into trouble.

I can't leave you alone, though.

It's obviously not calm air.

I'm glad to hear your concern to keep me out of this, but the option of leaving Mr. Hilgis here is unlikely.

"Mr. Hilgis, what happened -"

"Shit."

As I tried to throw an inquiry at Mr. Hilgis, the blatant tongue-in-cheek of a woman of leadership reached my ear.

"So what is it... you, who are you from?

The sight of an explorer turned to me.

Home?

Home?

... Oh, 'home' in this case means you're asking for my family name as a nobleman.

No, I'm not a nobleman.

"Huh?

Oh, no, but a woman in leadership did her hand to her mouth.

"No, you're lying, right? If you're not noble, why are you in the Sheeras bathhouse?

"Is that it? Nothing. Sheeras baths aren't exclusive to nobles, are they?

That's what Ira tells me...

"Are you some noble squire?

"No, I'm not a squire... if you dare, a citizen, are you?

Because you find out I'm not a nobleman, you transform the eyes of a woman of leadership into something that sees more dirty.

And she gave me the look that she was all frightened.

"A sub and a citizen... there's about too much out of place. Give me a break, I'm going to faint."

"Are you all right, Master Elizabeth!?

A fluttering, leader-like woman rushes around.

"Oh, you're tired of talking to the lower bitch...... poor thing"

And she stared at me with the kind of eyes that even the unsuccessful ones would see.

"You... you know what you did to who!? This is the Duchess of Troia!? I can't complain about this anymore... no matter what they do!

The Duchess of Troia?

Oh, well.

Mr. Vanstos and Bashkarta's mother?

For example, he was drowning in Bashkarta...

And Mr. Makina was having a headache, a different world version of Monster Parent.

Wow... this is troublesome and gone.

Hmm.

This place is… if possible, will it be easy?

"Well, excuse me, Duchess Troia. Yeah, well, here we go. Let's go, Mr. Hilgis."

"Yeah..."

I took Mr. Hilgis' hand a little hard and tried to leave the field.

Then,

"Wait."

One of the surrounding men stood in front of us.

"You think you can go home without any blame?

"... excuse me, step aside"

So,

"What are we doing? I don't know... are you two in love?

A mockery flew in, including scorn.

It belongs to the Duchess.

"Pfft, no. Give me a break. So-so face... but I'm sorry I'm in love with a guy with civilian blood. Civilians, blood... inferior. All right, you guys?

The Duchess gently distorted her lips into an arc.

"Everything in this world is determined by family and lineage."

The Duchess begins to drool over the surroundings.

"The well-behaved are rich, blessed with many opportunities, and a great future is promised. And... look."

The Duchess showed me with a mockery face.

"That's the civilian. Poor, deprived of opportunities, we can only imagine a great future…. I'm sure you've come here to scratch your fortune without... hehe, even if you come to the wrong place, you just scratch your shame? And did you see that earlier? I'm sure he was going to help his girlfriend by appearing refreshed... hehe, that's just miserable, isn't it? If they find out this is me, they escape without saying a word back... that's the civilian. How about you guys?

"I don't like it. Such a wretched man."

"I'd like to beg your pardon, too. At least if you're a man, you have to be as smart as Sochute or Dearless."

"You guys..."

Just because I couldn't keep my mouth shut, Mr. Hilgis gave me a rare peek into his anger emotions.

but

"Fine, Mr. Hilgis. I'm used to this."

I make you laugh.

Well, I don't care what they say about me.

Now if only Mr. Hilgis could escape this scene.

He seems like a hassle to me when it comes to weird things.

It would be fortunate to do it over.

I laughed lovingly appropriately.

"Um... could you give me a break over here? That's right, me. With the money I never got from working, I was finally able to bring this guy to the Searus Baths I yearned for. So... I want to have a little fun."

You were satisfied that I went out poorly, and the Duchess snorted in a good mood.

"Hehe, it's too unusual. Fine... I'll allow you to use this sheeras bath today or so"

I tried to pull Mr. Hilgis' hand and walk away from this place while I put in some inner scratch that it wasn't your mon.

He looks at me with a foolish look around him who leaned aside.

I honestly don't feel good, but it would be better than rubbing it badly.

I don't know what to do now.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. I was just telling you, don't let the sub-people there soak you in the water, okay? Because the water is filthy."

I stopped.

I found my heart freezing rapidly.

And I turned around slowly.

"Now you... what did I say"

"Become, what... are you complaining about this me, the Duchess of Troia?

As pressured, the Duchess pulls herself away.

"What do you mean, the water gets dirty?

"What... that defiant attitude... hi-"

When I let go of Mr. Hilgis' hand, I turned to the Duchess, who looked frightened.

Subhuman.

I have heard before of the positions of those who are called subhumans in various countries.

But I hardly ever felt that Mr. Hilgis was aware that he was a 'subhuman'.

I see subraces from time to time in the school as well.

But "subhuman" doesn't give me any special emotions.

Surely Mr. Hilgis should have been of a race called the Gamur.

She has ears and tails like dogs.

But I only ever felt it was a cute trait, but I never had negative feelings.

Well, humans and sub-races... honestly, I don't care when it comes to it.

The crux is the fact that that woman gave Mr. Hilgis a terrible word.

"I'm sorry - I just can't flush the word right now"

You don't have to say anything about me.

I'm used to it, and I'm not as interested.

But I just can't stand being told bad things about the people around me.

I feel like I'm starting to feel that way more strongly lately.

I don't know why myself.

Still, to my earlier words, I was sexually angry.

And - they grabbed my arm from behind.

"Fine. Because I only came with an escort. I didn't come here to soak you in the water."

Mr Hilgis, who grabbed his arm, said with a flat face, as usual.

But his hand, which grabbed his arm, was shaking slightly.

…………

And

This guy hasn't called my name since just now.

Besides, even though it is likely that the Duchess' attitude will change if we put it out, Mr. Hilgis will never give the names of Mr. Cecily or Mr. Ira - the Arklite family or the Horn family.

In other words, Mr. Hilgis is afraid that they will be annoyed.

I also know about the influence of the Duke of Troia family.

That Mr. Makina was also a difficult person to deal with, because he was told of all the stupidity by the person who was having difficulty dealing with him.

In this St. Renault thread, the five Dukes have great power, and one of them is the Dukes of Troia.

So I know how Mr. Hilgis feels that he doesn't want to rub just the other person.

I noticed that feeling along the way, and I dared to lay down Mr. Cecily's name, too.

…………

I know.

It's better to settle this peacefully.

A type like the Duchess will soon forget about the other person, perhaps as long as he satisfies even the self-esteem on the spot.

On the other hand, purposefully stroking nerves and buying grudges is the troublesome type.

But... I couldn't forgive you for what you just said.

but

"Please, enjoy this place. For me."

Mr. Hilgis told me not to do this.

I clenched my fist hard and bit my teeth.

"Heh heh... finally, you seem to remember who they are?

I can afford the Duchess again.

"Oh, speaking of which, I didn't catch your name, did I? Of course you'll tell me, won't you? Thank you for today. I'll have to make sure you stay with me later. Well... even if I didn't teach you here, I'd do a quick research - Yikes!

That's when someone...

I kicked the Duchess.

"Affiliation is the weighing of the strength and weakness gained thereby. Fuhaha, then 'status' can sometimes be synonymous with weakness."

The Duchess fell to the foreground looking unusual.

"Ah."

I looked at the person who kicked the Duchess and raised my voice unexpectedly.

The lady gets her upper body up, shaking her body in disgrace.

"This, to me... kick, take...?

I dyed my face in anger and the lady turned around in a ghostly shape.

My lips are trembling because of humiliation.

The surrounding men kept their mouths open like callouses and fools, flashing.

The man, who kicked the Duchess without any hesitation, had an evil grin and overlooked the woman who kicked her ass.

"I consciously have a leg, it's like I'm not reflecting - the unusual Duchess of these places"

so venerably with the seriousness of the tears. I congratulated the

"Rochia?

That's right.

It was Lokia, dressed like an innkeeper.

"Hey, what the hell are you? Ha!? Here, put this me on the kick... this, me... it's the Duchess of Troia, wow, take me...!

Rokia leaked a dry grin from the back of her throat as she bent her ass in front of the Duchess with her ass on the floor.

"It's a woman who says funny things. So I ask you one thing, does the law exist in this world that you shouldn't kick Temehe?

"... regret it, I will"

"Ah?"

The Duchess' voice was oddly doss proficient.

There is a colorful mix of resentment and hate in that voice.

"This fool who deals with me... I will, I will, I will make you regret it. I remember that face... you can't run away."

"Hmm, I don't mind turning me against the enemy... but what power does Temehe have? No way, you're just lying there under Temehe's title, you little filth there. You mean the people around you?

"I am the Duchess of Troia"

"So?"

"I have more power than you can imagine. Apologize later... I'll never forgive you"

Then Lokia stood up with her hands on her knees.

"I don't know what you're talking about... oh well"

Rokia showed her pointy teeth as she added her fingertips to her temples.

"Isn't that enough, your imagination? Kukukuku...... poor thing"

"You're the one who doesn't have enough imagination"

Ha ha, and Lokia peeled off her eyes as she shrugged.

"What do you think? So let the imaginative Duchess Sama imagine? There is a place in this world called End of Life. It's a very, very scary place. How horrible... I can't even get too close to the horror"

Lie.

You're a resident there, aren't you?

"What are you talking about? This is Saint Renault Thread."

With teeth clenched, the Duchess turns further hatred toward Lokia.

but Rokia went on to talk about where the wind blows, even more.

"Yes. This is the Kingdom of St. Renault Thread. It is a very beautiful and truly peaceful place. Well... one day Sama, Duchess of Troia, who lives in such a peaceful bokeh kingdom, got lost in her end-of-life home because of some mistake. Here's the problem. So, Duchess, does Sama repeat like an idiot? What are you hiding? I'm the Duchess of Troia. Even though no one in the end-of-life town knows the name of the Duke of Troia house. Come on, what do you say?

Suddenly Rokia bent over her upper body, keeping her ominous grin on her face, bringing her face close to the tip of the Duchess' nose.

"Hey, I don't know what that means...... this is St. Renault Thread. Not like that dirty place."

"So - for example, I'm telling you what if the man in front of you was an end-of-life resident? Really, I lack imagination enough to want to praise you. Ya cancer. Damn, that's noble Sama."

"Oh, you're from End of Life? Do something stupid. In the first place, you know I'm the Duchess, and I just couldn't get close because I was terrified."

"Oops... Duchess Sama apparently doesn't have the power to spot lies as lies, even though she has the power. Kukuk, the power to spot lies is important, right? At least, it's more versatile than the name of the house that depends on the location"

"Pei, Petten Master! You're just a bad petitioner for them in the right words! You... people! Call people!

The surrounding people, who were pompous and static about the situation, return to me all the time.

"Yes, Master Elizabeth! Somebody... Ohh!

One of the surrounding men was beaten to the stomach by Lokia.

"But which way. At the same time I was a petitioner - a terrible demon king. I beat people up for a reason, and sometimes, even for no reason. Beat them, whether they are strong or weak. Beat me right or not. All discretion rests with me. If I were you, I'd be the demon king. - Oh, my God. Huha, huhaha, huhahahahahahaha!

Lokia makes a high laugh.

He couldn't breathe around the beating, and when he hung himself with his eyes peeled, he knelt down as he did.

Lokia approached the other.

- You know what I mean?

The rest of the surroundings are unspoken and overwhelming.

If you make a little noise, you'll get the same eye - just one word of Lokia's release, and it looks like you immediately understood the meaning of the word.

"I didn't expect you to work violence on a weak woman...... how outrageous! You don't feel ashamed!?

The Duchess fangs.

but fear that the voice is still the same eye that suppresses it?

"Ah?"

Lokia narrows her eyes and responds to them.

"What?

"Against! In the way of men, against......!

"Exactly. But this is the right path for me - overwhelmingly, correctly."

The Duchess looked at Lokia with a gaze at the vagaries.

"This man... is completely insane..."

"Relieved. Not as good as Temé."

Rip, and the Duchess bites her nails.

"You, I will punish you... I will punish you, you ignorant... I will show you what happens if you turn against me..."

The Duchess' face was distorted by shame and hatred.

"By the way, Duchess of Troia"

I wondered if he approached the Duchess to slip softly, and Lokia whispered something in that ear.

and

――――

So the Duchess gave me a distinctly different look than before.

The face is blurry.

When Lokia left, the Duchess slowly opened her whitened lips.

"Duh... where, about that...?

"Ready? This is power, too. Violence isn't the only thing that can help."

"Wait... that's... that's..."

"Oh, let me tell you something, it's no use pointing an assassin at me for a mouth seal, huh? The name of Temé's" Little Man "is also broken. What, shall I tell you all their names in this place? Besides... if Temehe is going to make such a move, I'm sorry, but I'm faster. Most importantly... if you do that, you'll reveal your secret. Then why don't you grab it? Kill them all. All members of the clan... with my support, I will kill them all."

The Duchess, darkening the colour of despair, grabbed Rokia's arm as she shrugged.

"Hey, what's the purpose...? Is that money? You, for that matter... to me..."

"No, I'm not. It's a coincidence that it took me through here. All right? I'm not interested in Temehe. So be quiet. Oh, nothing happens. The Duchess' peaceful world will continue. And you can continue to wield that power as much as you like as the Duchess of Troia. But you should only choose who you want."

"Okay, you can have your hands..."

"That's why it's a mistake. He's the one who should be careful not to turn to the enemy."

Rokia and the Duchess looked at us at the same time.

"You should stop turning that thing around on your enemies. It's worse than me."

…………

Huh?

I'm the bad guy?

"You should be thankful he's tied to the 'place'"

After saying things that I'm not sure about, Lokia told the Duchess to also give advice.

"The most important thing to have in your hands is imagination. Most of the time, at the end of the day, this will be the biggest weapon. And in this case, what we should use our imagination to look at is the future of the human being in front of us. What happens to the people in front of you in the future... if only it had the power to discern, Temehe could always wield that 'power'"

"Mi, the power to discern..."

"Ooh, I'll forgive you for what you did today. Just go away, you stupid women."

As the Duchess stood up in slow motion while showing vigilance towards Lokia, she walked over to the surroundings.

"I'm coming... a little too much fun"

"As much as you play with fire, Duchess? You're the only one who could lose your power.

"-!"

Ki, and the Duchess scorned Rokia with regret.

But it seemed like I could shove a burning emotion right into it.

I guess I stained myself that it would not be beneficial to interact with Loki.

When the lady with the seemingly complicated face turned her heel back, she left with the anxious facial surroundings.

After they disappeared, I thanked Lokia.

"I'm not sure what it is... thank you, Lokia"

Rokia laughed delightfully.

"Are you kidding me? There was no question, and honestly, thanks popped up."

"Huh?"

"Look what I did earlier... don't you think?

"No, you saved my life."

What are you talking about, this guy?

"You're still a horrible man, as I expected, Themé. Kukukuku... my eyes didn't get cloudy."

I don't know... I think Lokia is strangely buying me away.

Well, thanks to him, it's true.

You should be thankful.

"But why did the Duchess back off so lightly? After Rokia hit me in the ear, I felt like something was wrong."

"Secrets can't be completely hidden through no matter how attentive. The taste of infidelity is honeyed, and if you look into your belly, it becomes poisonous."

Uh, I see.

I mean... you mean incest?

"The only pills I put on fools are pain and fear. Nevertheless, the person these two work for is still better. What really scares me is that if it's for a purpose, pain and fear are second to none."

"... why are you looking at me there?

Lokia put her hand on my shoulder.

"I thought I'd sell you a favor here so you wouldn't make him an enemy. Though...... that wasn't the kind of thing to be thanked for this time. It's a crude kind of trick. But there's no other way. Anyway, worshipping those silly women's dimpled twats was my top priority."

With a face immersed in joy, Lokia hoisted both ends of her mouth.

"It was quite a fun game for me personally."

That's what I said, Lokia left.

His figure disappeared as soon as he turned the corner.

Me and Mr. Hilgis, who were left behind, met each other once.

"In the meantime, are you sure you mean it fitted round?

"... that guy, you know him?

"Well, I know you and you're not wrong."

"Yes."

Shut each other up.

Yeah, yeah.

"So shall we go back to our rooms?

"... Yep"

But as soon as the two of us walked out, Mr. Hilgis and I held our feet together.

"Mr. Hilgis?

When I looked at her, I held my fist between my chest, gripping it loosely as I stopped.

He seems to be on a roundabout somewhat.

"What's up?

"Um, Crohiko"

"Yes."

"... Oh, thank you. You just said that to me like that."

Oh, you were wondering if I was going to thank you.

But...

"Hey, but as it turns out, the biggest credit goes to Lokia... me, I'm not much help"

but Mr. Hilgis shook his head to deny it.

"I don't... I don't. I was… happy, because…"

Though often interrupted, Mr. Hilgis grabbed the hand on his chest.

And I looked out of sight, sayin '.

She's usually the one with the few words, so maybe it's hard to say thank you.

"The next time something happens, I'll help you."

…………

As Mr. Hilgis shrunk his shoulders, he laid his gaze down in some troubled wind in response.

Is that it?

Mr. Hilgis, you don't feel like you have any expression on your face... oh well.

Maybe he cares about that array earlier.

…………

All right.

Right.

Shall I make a subtle appeal here for Mr. Hilgis to take a proper bath without worrying about what he just did?

"Mr. Hilgis."

"... what?

"After this, it's definitely a mixed bath time I was booking."

"? Yeah..."

"I'm looking forward to it - a mixed bath with Mr. Hilgis!

but Mr. Hilgis leaned down and shut up.

He is holding his hands around his stomach while mozzling them.

Is that it?

Your face is red?

"Hi, Mr. Hilgis...?

"Eh."

Huh?

"Crohiko's... eh"

That's how she shrugged. Her mouth was just a little bit, and I felt broken.

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