446-Battle pencil only for the king




 

Al, can we do it again?

 Since then, he has continued to play with the game, recording two or three wins and three losses, but Brother Silvio's desire to play has never diminished.

 Perhaps he was happy to be able to play with a toy he had made himself, but Brother Silvio seemed to be more excited than ever.

'Wait a minute. I'm going to have a word with Tory.

Oh, I'm sorry. Okay.

 Remembering Tory, Brother Silvio came to himself and started rolling a pencil by himself.

 To suddenly come up with an idea to play by himself and carry it out, that's quite a high level of skill.

 I used to do that a lot in class, though.

 Now, if you've shown me the battle five times, you've got a general idea of how to play and the atmosphere of the game.

 I immediately asked Tori what she thought of the Battle Pencil.

'A toy like this, what do you think?'

Nice! It's a simple but interesting experience of rolling and following the surface that comes out. It's like gambling where you don't know what you're going to get. This is definitely a good one. As long as I can make it look special for the king...

'Then I guess we can make the King's original pencils and we'll be fine.

...original?

'I'll make the only pencil with a king motif, like this slime or Al Mushroom.

 I would illustrate the king and make him a unique battle pencil based on his characteristics, personality and status.

 This way, even if you mass-produce them and give them to them, they will never be covered.

''---ha! I think he'll be very pleased with that! This will work!

 Tory's sense of smell as a merchant is remarkable. If he puts it that way, it won't be a problem.

'All right. Then could you ask the king himself if I can make it?

 We're going to make something with a king motif. I don't want him to make it without his own consent, and I don't want him to complain about it.

 However, from the feeling that Tory spoke to me, he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who would punish me like that.

''Leave it to me! Well then, I'm sorry, but I've got some preparations to make, so I'll be there first!

Hey.

 

 Tory greeted me and Brother Silvio cheerfully and left the common room.

'Hey, Brother Silvio,'

What is it?

Do you have any paintings of kings at home?

No, no, but...

 Brother Silvio seemed puzzled by my sudden question.

 Why at the end of the words? I feel like I have a question attached to me.

 Brother Silvio didn't mix in with me and Tory's conversation, and it was only natural that he couldn't understand.

'I was actually thinking of making a battle pencil based on the king, and I was wondering if there was a likeness or something.

'The king's! Al, no matter how much, that's impolite.

 After a moment of trepidation, Brother Silvio grabbed both my shoulders with a terribly serious face.

 Yeah, that's a normal reaction.

''It's okay. This is a request from the king, and Tory will now go get the permission from now on.''

Wait a minute. I'm having trouble keeping up with the movement. When did you get a request from the King to do this?

It just happened.

'So I was having a serious conversation with Ms. Trierra.

 When he said that, Brother Silvio pressed his fingers to his temples and his head looked like it hurt.

 I think the gesture is beginning to resemble Father Nord's. I don't know about the toy, but I'm not sure if you've talked to your father and mother about it.

'I don't know much about toys, but have you discussed that with your father and mother?

Ah!

 Hearing brother Silvio's words, I immediately followed Tory.



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 I got Tory, and I called Dad Nord and Mom Erna into the common room to explain the situation.

 Technically, though, it wasn't me, it was Tory.

 Because this time it was Tory who brought the story. It was only natural that the person who had undertaken the task should explain it to me.

 It wasn't because I was afraid to tell him alone or for any other shameful reason. That's just the way it is.

It's a good idea to present the battle pencils that Alfried-sama is making to the king.

"...........

 Even though they had heard a full explanation from Tory for a while, Dad Nord and Mother Erna were silent.

 At the very least, I'd like them to react in some way, such as anger or dismay. Because unresponsiveness is the scariest thing I've ever seen.

 I feel like I'm in a merciless pressure interview.

"Hey, say something.

 Unable to endure the heavy air, I let out a fearful voice.

''Huh........Since the king wants it, we can't refuse it,''

 You're right. That's what the King says. There's nothing we can do about it.

"Go easy.

Yes.

 I guess she sensed my openness, but Mother Erna nailed it with a smirk.

 I'm afraid my eyes don't smile at all, but they look beautiful.

 In the delicate air, Nord Dad asks again after thinking about it.

'You don't want to meet the King, do you?'

'Yeah. Because the events that lead to it are troublesome.

 He said as he looked straight into Dad Nord's eyes.

''I get it. I'm afraid you respected our opinion. We have to live up to your expectations, okay?

 That's my dad, Nord. You were very respectful of my wishes.

 He didn't have to make me a toy and ask me to come see him.

"I know, I know. I'll see what I can do to make you happy.

Good luck, Toy King.

Stop calling me that name.

 The heavy atmosphere of the common room was completely fizzled out by Mother Erna's teasing and my shoving in.