When the wind blows away the dust from the explosion near the castle gate, the knights who were still conscious of the sight open their eyes wide.
　Our colleagues were definitely injured... I thought they might be dead, but they were there because they were dusted but didn't seem to be fatally injured.
　Instead, knights under Tiyur stand in front of the fainting knights with shields in their hands.
　The scene in front of me made it clear what had happened.

"Did you save them?"

　a muttered knight
　I just muttered casually, but the next moment I hear a word from close by, I stop without being surprised.

"We don't intend to kill you, so it's only natural, is it?"
"Mr. Vihela!"

　The knight, who understood whose voice he was talking about, turned his eyes to it reflectively, and there he saw the wizard and Vihela lying on the ground.

"Oh, I understand that there are few wizards, but is it still useful to be confused at that level? It seems to me that it only puts my companions in vain danger like this time."
"Well, that... it's an introduction from a nobleman, and as you can see from the magic of today, the power of magic itself lies in its own way." I should gradually correct my personality."
"Well, as far as I can see, there must be a lot of difficulties, but please do your best."
"Thank you,"

　Interactions with opponents that had been hostile until just a few minutes ago proceed harmoniously.
　and while they were talking, Vihela reached out and put her hand on the knight's armour...

"Huh!"

　Shock the body with a voice of spirit.

"...what?"

　The Knight closed his consciousness without understanding what had happened...

"It's a demerit if you let your opponent down too much."

　To hear such words from Vihela is completely unconscious.

"Well, something unexpected happened, and my consciousness turned too much."

　Watching the knight lying unconscious on the ground, Viehla murmurs round.
　The only people who are already conscious here are himself, Tiyur, and his knights.
　As long as it is usually the entrance to the castle, it will be crowded with more people. Today, however, as the final of the competition is taking place, many people in the castle are going there.
　Of course, there are some staff left in case something happens, but it was safe to say that the security is much lighter than usual.

"Tiyur, may I assume that this has attracted the attention of those in the castle?"

　When Vihela asks, looking at the knights lying on the ground -- not dead, but faint -- Tiyur nods as he orders his knights to carry the faint to the shade.

"Well, now that all this fuss has been made, you've almost certainly noticed it." I suppose that's the same as attracting the other person's attention."
"Well, let's get a little more violent, then, in the hope that Theoreum will do well."
"I am glad to see Mr. Vihela's beautiful fight, indeed, but... all right?"
"In any case, if things go on like this, we might end up in a civil war, so we'd better reduce our opponent's military strength even a little."

　There could be a civil war. As she spoke, Vichela couldn't bear to leave the stunned knights in this heat, so she just watched them moving in the shade without stopping.
　For Vihela, an enemy means the right person to fight against.
　Tiyur decided so, but he was originally intoxicated by Vihela. Unless it is too much to be understood, he nods without objecting to Vihela's words.

"All right. Shall we go? Where would you like to go?"
"... yes, sir. I'd like to go to her..."
"As expected,"

　Why don't you go out of your way to tell us your goal when you're attracting the attention of the remaining military forces in the castle? Tiyur told me so, but what returned was Vihela's bitter smile.

"I can certainly see Tiyur's aim," I can see that it's just a matter of concern for the safety of course. --but you wouldn't have been sure that what I was doing here was a positive move to save her, or that it would have been a different story if Teoreum was here instead of Tiyur."

　Vichela continues, glancing at Tiyur with a smile.

"But that Theoreum is now going to her in a different way from us. You don't mind if we head to her place, attracting the attention of the castle?"
"...that may be true." But in that case, there is a risk that Theoreum will be more aware of it?"
"I suppose so, but today's castles don't have as much defense as usual. Then don't you think it's better to join the detached force and get out of here all at once?"

　Tiyur is convinced that this is true.
　At a distance from the imperial capital, the Third Prince's faction and the knights and armies of nobles, like themselves, who decided to raise an army at Vihela's request, stand by.
　Of course, it would not be sufficient to oppose everything in the Westian Empire. There is no great deal of strength gathered, in part because the time before the competition took place was not so long.
　Although there were not so many factions of Vihela, which should have been called the Second Princess's faction, it was safe to say that the number of troops gathered was very small.
　If the strength of the Westian Empire was 20, it would be less than one...
　Still, I think Tiyur has come this far.
　Vihela is a princess who fled the empire. The appearance of so many collaborators against such opponents, who are certain to be executed if they are defeated and caught, is probably an expression of Viehra's charisma.

(Just like me)

　Tiyur, most enamored of Vihela, muttered, and then nodded to Vihela's words.
　There were a lot of things to worry about, but with Vihela's power... and I was determined to be able to do anything if I were to remain in the castle.

(It seems that our actions were read, but we could not have read them without Mr. Vihela.) If so, can I assume that even if there is a military force in the castle, I cannot respond? No, the order to capture me already means that I... and that Mr. Vihela is judged to be cooperating with Theoreum? or ...)

　Leaving Tiyur on the spot, Vichela makes quick strides forward.
　The destination is a room at the back of the castle for the detention of high ranking people.

"Wait a minute, Vichela," If you go on, you're not alone..."
"Oh? There's someone in this castle who can do something about me? Well, if there are, I'm sure you can enjoy it."

　Knowing that his brother's life is at stake, he still wants to fight against the strong because it is at the heart of Vihela.
　It's no use saying more, and wanting to see Vichela fighting nearby, Tiyur leads the knights without further comment.
　The knights probably understand Tiyur's character, who is intoxicated with Vihela. A little wry smile left the scene.
　Eventually, a crowd of stunned knights and wizards remain near the castle gate.
　Moreover, all those faint were carried under the shade to keep out of the midsummer sun, and there was no doubt that their pride would be destroyed in many ways when they awoke.





　the Vichela running high and low through the castle Tiyur, walking right behind him, is wary of no one's hand against Vihela.
　and the knights, walking behind the party, laughing bitterly at the thoughts of their Lord Tiyur towards Vihela.

"Your Highness Vihela?"

　Then suddenly I hear such a voice, and Vihela, who was walking in front of them, stops moving.There was a familiar man in front of his eyes. The man, who was big on the side, weighed well over 100 kg and was sweating heavily on his forehead despite the use of cool air magic items in the castle.

"It's been a long time since I saw you," I'm sweating a lot, but why don't you lose a little weight? Aren't you fatter than you were before I left the country?"
"Hahaha! This is too harsh. This is harsh. But no matter how much I try to lose weight, it will be difficult as long as I have good food."

　Vihela smiles bitterly at the act of wiping the sweat off her forehead.
　Behind it, Tiyur's expression was slightly distorted.
　Artist-loving Tiyur doesn't like men like Actor aesthetics.
　Still, the reason why they keep quiet is probably because of the Vihela they worship.






"But it seems that she has come back to the castle in quite some time... or, rather, her provocative appearance as a princess doesn't taste good in many ways?"

　Actor put it that way in a costume that could see through the other side, but his expression had the exact opposite of the words.
　But Vichela is used to seeing this kind of man's eyes. He shrugs his shoulders against such an act.

"I am no longer a princess," You don't mind dressing yourself up, do you?"

　Shrugging his shoulders distracts from the sight of the rich Soukyou shaking, while Actor continues to speak with a smile.

"And why is Mr. Vihela here, who has fled the country, willing to come back? If so, I will arrange for the Emperor."
"I'm afraid not," "Well, I think you know Actor, that he's under house arrest."

　The moment the word "imprisonment" came out of Vihela's mouth, the moment... yes, but surely, Actor's gaze sharpened.
　When Tiyur sees it, he notices it and looks surprised.
　For in Tiyur the impression was that this Actor was a man who was obsessed only with women and food.
　However, for some reason, it was an incomprehensible presence with maid and other women and the public.

"Your Highness Mercurio?"
"Yes. I heard that there could be a lot of dangers, and it's pathetic to keep him locked up forever, right? So I'm going to let him out for a second."

　Actor gasps ostentatiously at the murmur.
　Tiyur, who was watching it, picks up the kite, but he looks at Vihela as if it didn't matter.
　His gaze, however, was even sharper than it was a few seconds ago... just looking at it gave him the power to put pressure on the person in front of him.
　That's right. It's so powerful that I can't believe you're a prodigal aristocrat who's absorbed in beauty and gastronomy.

"Is it that Viscount Bougle is here?"
"Well, that's what it is."

　It was a simple exchange of words, but as long as we both understood it, it was enough.

"If you don't do well, you might end up in a civil war."
"It wouldn't have been like that if it hadn't been for her life."
"Even if that is what the Emperor intended?"
"Yes, I certainly understand what my father thinks. But that doesn't mean I can overlook the way my younger brother is killed. Besides, I'm not interested in the throne myself, but if she wants to do so, can we cooperate?"

　Vichela, now resolutely informed, was undoubtedly full of royal grace.
　Combined with the mismatched dress, it leaves a strangely powerful impression on the actor.
　But Actor forces his way out of the way he was drawn to Vihela and opens his mouth.

"Well, it's very unfortunate Alice. I'll back down here. Anyway, as you can see, I'm not good at sports. But the next time we see each other, it may be a battlefield."

　Actor walks away, bowing respectfully and wiping the sweat off his forehead.
　Vichela, glancing at her back, looked at her with a satisfied smile.