Coming out of the crowd, he did not seem to be in the rebel faction of the Third Prince.
　Of course, he must have trained himself in his own way, but his first impression at first sight was that he was a civil servant.
　However, it is only an impression of the appearance, and the sheath with the rapier hanging from his waist seems to be well used, and he seems to know his way of walking.
　I'm strong enough to defend myself. That was what Ray eventually felt when he saw the man.
　The person walks forward with a small smile.
　Ray somehow predicts a man's personality in his conscious, pretentious way of walking.
　Other than Ray, the fact that the third prince's group looks at him with no contempt makes him half understand his position.

"Tiyur?" You've been watching your turn for some time now, haven't you?"

　Ray nods inwardly when he hears the voice of Count Obrissin near Ray.
　Certainly, given the good timing, it's no use being told that he was on the right track.
　The man, called Tiyur, opens his mouth with a disgusting look on his face at the words of the Earl of Obrissin.

"Gurgast, you seem to like to be as uncool as ever. as if to break the silence of this moonlighting night."
"What you are saying is pointless and difficult,"

　If you just listen to what they say, you can say that it's a thorny conversation with each other' However, there was a kind of comfort between close friends.
　They are far apart in age, but they still served Vihela together... or perhaps because they still serve today.
　Anyway, after such a conversation, Tiyur turns to Ray.
　What comes into my mind is not as easy as when I was dealing with the Gurgast, but the light to judge my opponent.
　Ray frowned a little at the sudden glance he had received as soon as he met her, but when he thought about what he thought of himself in the Westian Empire, he had no choice but to understand.

"Are you Ray... crimson?" I don't think it's the kind of impression I've heard...

　muttering, Tiyur turned his eyes to Theoreum, but only came back with a small nod.

"I'm sure, sir. Well, if you think of the fact that he has been successful in fighting with the Gurgast in the first place, you are certainly not an ordinary adventurer."

　Convinced, Ray turns to Theoreum at Tiyur's words, which contain something.

"And what about him?"
"Oh, he's..."

　Yes, when Theoreum opens his mouth to explain about Tiyur, Tiyur himself interrupts it and raises his voice.
　He opened his hands wide and acted as if he had become an actor in a play.

"I am Viscount Tiyur Bougle. He was once captivated by Vihela, and his existence captivated him."

　Ray pauses for a moment at the remark that comes out of Tiyur's mouth.
　soul‐struck I wondered if he had used some kind of magic or contract for the words. 　
　But the lines that follow show that Ray is unfounded.
　Ray opens his mouth with a fishy look on his face as he exaggerates everything.

"And what are you after all?"
"That's why I told you that I was captivated by the existence of Vihela."
"No, that's why... hahhhaha. Theoreum."

　If things go on like this, we won't be able to move on. When Ray decides to do so, he asks Teoreme, and he himself opens his mouth with a light smile on his face at the current interaction between Ray and Tiyur.

"Well, when Vichela was still in this country, there was a second princess group, and she was the central figure there. He is in charge of literature and military arts. By the way, the man in charge of the martial arts is the Earl of Obrissin there. Indeed, it is thanks to Tiyur's turn that we have more military power than the third prince, Mr. Vihela."
"Oh,"

　Ray exclaims at Theoreum's words. 　
　Certainly, when it comes to force, there will be only a certain amount of power. You can tell that by looking at the manner and atmosphere.
　However, he was in charge of writing... that is to say, it would be different if he were in charge of domestic affairs.
　Since he wasn't good at that kind of work, Tiyur seemed a very useful person to Ray.
　But...

(You have a sharp eye for me, don't you?) Well, the reason is generally predictable.)

　The second princess...that is, the person who was a subordinate of Vihela. Furthermore, the fact that someone who professes to be fascinated by Vichela looks at her like this probably means that she knows what Vichela thinks about her.
　Ray was at a loss for a moment, but it was Tiyur who spoke first.

"Well, I'll show you to your tent,"

　He certainly came out saying that he would show him to the tent, so he might as well say that.
　Nevertheless, Teoreme, who knew his devotion to Vihela, could not easily leave Ray to Tiyur.
　Poorly leaving Ray with guidance, Tiyur makes a strange interference with Ray, and as a result, the position burns up. That's because I can't even look at it if it's like that.
　Even though he stood as a member of the third prince's faction, it might be completely meaningless.
　Of course, Tiyur has served as the head of civil service under Vihela. I don't think I'm going to do such a bad job, but it's also true that I can't say it's safe given my devotion to Vihela.
　Thioure opens his mouth with a smile at the thoughtful Theoreum.

"Don't worry," I won't do anything so rashly. I just want to talk to him for a moment."

　Theoreum nods, looking at Thioure's expression as he nods, and seeing that there is no negative emotion in his gaze.

"All right. Then please show me around."
"Oh, leave it to me," I'll make it out of this difficulty!"

　Saying so with exaggerated gestures, Tiyur walks past Gurgast to Ray's side.

"Well, let's go. As long as your Gryphon is present, it will be near the edge of the position, but will it be all right?"
"I suppose so. There's no problem with that."

　With Gryphon's Seto with him, Ray leaves the scene, judging Tiyur's opinion to be reasonable.
　Theoreum looked a little worried, Sears smiled, saying that his usual expression was making him more interesting, and many soldiers were speechless and each saw him off.





　a few minutes after parting from the Theoremes Ray and Tiyur move silently through each other'
　Seth, who was walking by Ray, was now silent without any particular cry.
　It's probably because he's moving toward the edge of the position, as I said earlier. There are very few soldiers around except for the lookout, and occasionally you can hear what seems to be a soldier's sleeping talk from the tent.
　The party marched silently through the twinkling moonlight, but suddenly Thyur spoke.

"Crimson... Can I call you Ray?"
"Call me whichever you like."
"Well, with Ray... and Ray." I have heard from Theoreum about your relationship with Vihela."
"... I see,"

　Was he looking so keenly at the relationship? Ray looks satisfied with Tiyur's words."You know what I'm in because you already asked Theoreum, right?"

　When he nods back to Tiyur's words, his gaze opens again sharply to Ray.

"Then, of course, may I take it that you understand that I am intoxicated with Mr. Vihela?"
"Considering his attitude up until now, I should say," I said it myself."

　Considering his interactions with Theoreum, it was clear that the person in front of him was intoxicated with Vihela. And now that I've said I'm going to admit it myself, there's no doubt about it.

(And I'm Vihela's lover? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　Look to Seto walking nearby and think so.
　It's true that there's a feeling that as long as Seto exists, he won't behave strangely. But what would you do if the person in front of you was so bloody that you couldn't even understand it?
　I look calm now, but if that is the result of passing through a state of anger...
　That's what I think of it, but from Ray's point of view it doesn't look like, but it only looks as if it's normal and calm.

"...what's the matter? Be so careful...oh! Are you worried that I won't attack you? That's all right. I'm not going to do that now, at least."
"Now,"

　In other words, they may do so for some reason.
　Ray couldn't feel at ease unless he knew what it was.
　Perhaps because of Ray's attitude, Tiyur spins his words in the moonlight.

"I don't find it very interesting that you are Mr. Vihela's lover... to be honest with you. In my case, however, I have no doubt a genuine attachment to Vichela, but it is not Vichela as a woman. I'm attracted to the very existence of Vihela."
"In that way, it sounds as if Vihela is not attractive to women."
"I'm not kidding!"

　It was Ray who told me half jokingly, but he came back for a moment.
　Tiyur's mouth opens, staring harder at Ray than before.

"To me, Vihela is simply something that is fascinated by its existence. But it's not that it's not attractive to the opposite s*x. I think you know best that Mr. Vihela has a very well-organized features?"
"Well, indeed,"

　Ray responds in agreement to Tiyur's words.
　Vichela, with her aggressive beauty, would almost certainly say that most men are attractive, though men may like it.
　There is no doubt that she has that much beauty.

"Anyway, as a lover of Vichela, let me show you what kind of person you are to be with us."

　Ray's eyebrows move faintly when he hears words from Tiyur's mouth.
　Let me see, not judge. That's because I felt it was tantamount to declaring that I was just going to see and eventually do nothing.

"You're quite slow, aren't you? I thought you'd tell me whether or not I'd be a good match for Vihela."
"... of course, it's true that there's such a side to it as long as I don't have good feelings for you personally. But I don't think Mr. Vihela will be attracted to such a man."

　Tiyur looks as if he had been told the sun would rise from the west and set in the east.
　Regardless of being so enamored of Vihela, I think there are actually a lot of things wrong with Vihela. Ray thinks like that in his heart, but he thinks that saying it here will only upset the conversation, so he shuts up.
　Tiyur opens his mouth to Ray, with a big flash of his hand right beside him, as always, in a somewhat theatrical manner.

"Anyway, I can only pray that you are the right man for Mr. Vihela. Please don't let me down."

　Tiyur, who tells you so, makes a graceful bow in the moonlight.
　a curtsy that would not appear to be the attitude of a viscount toward a mere adventurer
　For Tiyur, however, the salute was a sign of his expectations for Ray and also meant that he would not forgive any disappointment with Vihela.

『……』

　We look at each other silently for several tens of seconds.
　It was Tiyur who eventually broke the silence.

"Well, the place you should rest is just around the corner. You can see it over there, right? It's a spare tent that was prepared in case of a sudden visitor like this. I don't think it's hard to sleep because it's the same as a regular tent."

　There were certainly a number of tents that ordinary soldiers would use before Tiyur's gaze.
　All of it would be spare tents.

"Well, let's talk more about it tomorrow morning. His Highness Vichela is asleep, and there is also a case of Mercurio."
"Merculio? That was the name of the third prince, wasn't it?"
"Well... you've heard about that, haven't you? You'll find out more about it tomorrow. Well, if I don't go to sleep, my sensitivity will be affected, so I'll excuse myself."

　Ray mutters unconsciously as he looks at Tiyur's back as he leaves.

"... sentimental?"

　Why do you get sentimental when you usually say things like, "It's bad for your skin or your brain doesn't work?" That's how I thought about it, but for the time being I was heading into the tent.