11. catch the monster
Hiding my face from Elizabeth behind the door, I was writhing with intense shame.
No... it's no good. That's no good. No matter how much Elizabeth forgives me, it's useless. Shameless. Questionable. I'm glad I didn't get dumped.
know. That's the delusional me. I'm cool enough to persuade Elizabeth...angelElizabethI am captivated by whispering sweet words to her in my arms. Ever since she was young, she's been exposed to Elizabeth's majestic aura, and I've struggled to catch up to her with wings on her back. It was a way of persuading her because her memory was sealed.
It should be overflowing with a strange sense of versatility. Elizabeth is the gold chain that holds me together somehow.
Put your hand on the door and take a deep breath.
He turned to Elizabeth and held out his hand. When I put on the usual refreshing smile of the crown prince saying that it had nothing to do with what happened earlier, I said with my usual calm voice.
"Then, let's investigate the royal palace."
Somewhere red-faced Elizabeth takes her hand.
Harold was sighing silently behind him. He knows what he wants to say in his heart.
Harold is my supervisor and has the role of correcting me if I do something wrong. The piercing, icy gaze is always exposed to the eyes of a third party so that I can be aware of it.
There was one reason why Harold didn't stop me until he said that he was disqualified as the crown prince.
Do something about this impatient relationship--that is.
……I know. I know.
"Elizabeth"
"Yes, Your Highness Vincent."
If I call her, Elizabeth looks up at me to meet my gaze. She has a natural smile. She is lured and my mouth loosens on its own.
Ha~~~~ cute. Ultimately cute. Even though her memories were sealed, she fell in love at first sight.
If so, maybe it's okay to show yourself as you are.
Not immediately, but little by little.
To the extent that Elizabeth doesn't get attracted to him.
After swearing that secretly, I changed my mind to catching plums. If I had to, I'd be able to recover some of my knowledge before the wedding, but it would be much better if I could break the seal on her memory.
No clue, though.
"First, let's go to the outhouse where Plum appeared first."
"It looks like your memory is still confused."
As soon as I said that there might be a trace of something, Harold interrupted me with a bit of appetite.
Certainly, aside from the sealed part, my memory before and after meeting Plum is vague. In fact, the appearance of the plum itself is also vague. Maybe he's trying to keep the enchanted humans from noticing it.
"The mansion itself is fine, but the room where Ketsey appeareddanger・dangerous・is. You may still have some magic left. I will investigate."
Harold said before hearing my answer. I want to ask him why, but he looks at me with a very serious look and the pressure is strong. This is that, it's a face that seems better to follow without saying anything unnecessary.
"Okay. Then go with Lars."
Wrath is a holy dragon, able to consume mana and ward off miasma in an emergency.
As I said that, Harold deepened the wrinkles between his eyebrows. …After a moment of silence, he nodded, “Understood.” what?
For the time being, we decided to explore the royal palace first from the detached room, so we moved.
Harold and I were sorting out our belongings in order to meet Elizabeth just before we met Plum Ketsey.
I looked around the separate room, but there was no suspicious flow of magical power. After all, it seems that Plum has already fled elsewhere.
Just in case, Harold took Lars and entered the room in question at the end.
In less than a few minutes, one by one came out. ……When I thought about it, Lars was standing at Elizabeth's feet and making a sad cry.
"Well, did something happen?"
"No, these are... a man's tears of frustration."
“Tears of frustration…?”
Elizabeth and I looked at each other without understanding the meaning of Harold's muttered words.
"But you didn't leave, either. There's no trace."
Harold didn't seem to want to explain, so he changed the subject.
Elizabeth is holding Lars and comforting her. As soon as Lars shook her tail and let out a high-pitched cry. dog?
Once outside the annex, we were at a loss.
"Even if you say you're in the royal palace, it's still spacious."
"It would be nice if there was some guideline instead of walking around blindly..."
"Can't Rath follow the traces of magic?"
“Maybe we can do it with the power of the Holy Dragon.
Lars just said the idea that came to his mind, but when Elizabeth gave him a look full of expectation, Lars jumped into the air. He taps him on the chest, telling him to leave it to him, arching his back and wriggling his nose. Yeah, I want to show you a good place.
With his eyes closed, Rath's body began to sparkle. Elizabeth takes her breath away. Crystal-like horns flickered--This disjointed reaction is just making your body glow, right?
Lars rolled his eyes. He soars into the air and circles around him.
Did you just see me after all?
However, the moment I thought so.
"Kyuah"
The white tail pricks up.
"Squeaky!"
Lars pointed to the center of the garden while letting out an excited cry. He kicks into the air and gains momentum, and he flies away in a gliding posture.
If you turn your gaze while chasing after Lars.
In the shadow of the strange topiary that my mother designed, a purple cat-like thing was lying down.
"Is that it?"
"That's right."
"You're amazing, Mr. Lars!"
I vaguely remember it. When I asked Harold for his consent, he nodded. Elizabeth puts her hands together and applauds.
Even if you approach it, it doesn't seem to run away. Lie down on the lawn with your limbs stretched out. Lars is running round and round around it.
"Can't you move?"
"Oh, brother... I found you, nya."
This time, instead of telepathy, Plum spoke by mumbling her mouth. The cat's mouth, which moves rather unbelievably in order to speak human language, seems to have a distorted laugh, which is a bit of a horror.
Plum muttered softly as she looked up at me, who was pulling back in her heart.
“Onii-san’s memory nya, you sealed it.
Plum, who has exhausted her energy, takes a long breath and falls down on the grass again. Even if Lars pokes him with his beak, he doesn't respond. It seems that he is really weak.
What is the memory that causes the magic beast to lack magical power?
I am afraid of myself.
12. two names answer
The panting plum was easily caught.
There doesn't seem to be any worry about running away, but just like Harold had done to Lars earlier, he bullied him and took him with him. Plum swayed her weak limbs, occasionally muttering "Oep...", so I and Elizabeth walked a little farther.
When he returns to the royal couple's bedroom, he hands over the plums to his mother.
"It seems that you have fallen into a lack of magical power because you sealed my memory."
Mother frowned at Plum, who had a pale face and was making suspicious noises, and her hand flashed again.
"Mariabelle...!! Fu, hmm... Just because I've been given magical power doesn't mean I'll be softened, nya..."
Plum turned her head while saying uninteresting words, but her whiskers were straight and the tip of her tail was swaying. Just like what you just said, you kind of like your mother, don't you?
"Are you going to let the magic flow?"
“It would be a problem if I threw up because of my poor physical condition.
Literally, Plum shows no sign of getting better. He felt refreshed for a moment, but soon closed his eyes. His appearance is almost the same as his father.
Mother let out a sigh of exasperation and laid Plum next to Father.
“Gaius……!!
Plum, who saw her father, opened her eyes and pulled out a cat punch. It didn't seem to have much power, but my father let out a painful groan as he was hit on the cheek.
There is no tsundere feeling like I did with my mother earlier in my attitude towards my father. She seems to really hate him.
Glancing at Plum, who was quickly exhausted, Mother turned back to me.
“Sealing memories is like creating a box in your head with magic power. You can stuff memories into it.
"I see"
"And you guys tampered with that seal nya?
"I didn't mess around with it, but..."
Harold's face became depressed again. Because he throws a holy dragon at his master's face.
"Handsome brother who looks like Mariabelle"
It's a nasty title.
Little by little, Plum beckons her paws. I went around the bed and approached him and was tapped on the head. The feeling of the meat ball is indescribable.
When I suddenly felt someone staring at me and looked around, Elizabeth was looking at me. I feel like what's floating in her eyes is her envy... Come to think of it, Elizabeth, she likes cats. Lars is staring at his hands, but your paws are hard.
“Hmm… it seems like the seal that Wagahai put on has slipped, and the 《Memories surrounding the most important thing》 has been sealed nya.”
"Is that so?"
"Did you know nya?"
"Well"
The reason why academics and diplomatic information slipped away is because it's the second most important thing after Elizabeth... or rather, it's because it's necessary to marry Elizabeth.
I had a feeling that instead of Elizabeth's memory returning, the memory around that was sealed.
"Can you return it?"
"I can't do it nya... I'm selfish, so nya magic power is mixed in, and it's kind of white, rough and thorny, nya. When I'm in perfect physical condition, nya, I get extra confused nya."
Plum puts her front paw on her round chin and tilts her head.
That's Rath's magical power. It's true that the Holy Dragon is much higher rank than the Holy Dragon and the Demon Beast, so it's probably hard to touch even if it's your own magic.
"I don't want to mess up my brain any more..."
I looked at Elizabeth next to me, frowning worriedly.
It would be a problem if Elizabeth's memory was completely erased by mistake.
"That's right nya, the magic will recover in about a month nya."
"Is that so?"
That said, it's far better than being told there's no way to get it back... I have no choice but to think. All you have to do is put up with the inconvenience for a month.
I can see the prospect of a solution and relax my shoulders. Perhaps the relief from the surroundings was transmitted, Plum smiled and lay down with her belly sticking out. His fur loosened loosely like melted butter.
“For a month, I will treat you with all my heart nya.
Plum was hunched over with her hind legs crossed when her mother grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up. The hair all over the body stands upright, and the pupils are wide open. Her mother gently shook the plum to her left and right, then tilted her head in a worried gesture.
“If you completely annihilate his existence, the seal will disappear and his memory will be restored, but Plum is a magic beast with a high rank. …”
"That's what it means nya. That's why I asked you to seal it last time nya, Mariabel-sama."
Plum rubbed her left and right paws together and looked up at her mother with a faint smile. His fangs peek out from his twisted mouth. She's completely flattered... but not cute at all. You should learn how to swing from Lars.
Or rather, what is this hierarchical relationship between Mother and Plum?
I was stunned when I saw my father open his eyes. Are you awake, Father?
"Do you remember when I told you the name of the Queen before?"
"It was a nickname after all, isn't it...Ulhara's Darkness—no, it's a miracle."
"Yes. What is Ulhara?"
"It's the name of the country....my house."
I asked him what he was going to ask me at this point, and he answered……No way, he stiffened up.
Father nodded slowly.
“Mariabelle was once famous not only in our country but also in neighboring countries, and even magical beasts were instinctively feared.
"That story is black history for me now... I thought I would be forgiven for being a tomboy when I was young, but I was called a ferocious woman and a god of destruction."
"It's a happy memory for me."
With her hand on her cheek, the mother sighs with a shadowy expression. Her father gently holding her hand. ……What kind of atmosphere are you creating? The impact of God of Destruction has not been overturned at all.
Even though it's amazing just to have two names, there are three of them, and Ulhara's Darkness... a miraculously ferocious woman and a god of destruction.
"I didn't know that story."
"I've never heard of it either."
"Many years before you were born."
"I also issued a gag order."
The gag order is not for black history sealing, Father. It's not a duty that I could say that I'm putting something like a gag order in the royal palace not to talk about the old me.
"I'm the only one who knows Mariabelle's majestic figure..."
Oops, it was a more oblique reason than I imagined.
I wonder if Elizabeth is okay with this being her parents-in-law.
When I looked at her uneasy, Elizabeth--she had a big smile on her face and her eyes were sparkling.
“To be famous as a god of destruction… it’s like a myth.standingTaichiI've been acting since I was young. I would love to hear about that too...! ! ”
"Eh, no, that kind of thing... it's not worth asking."
Her mother blushed at Elizabeth's super obedient longing gaze and lowered her head.
To make that mother embarrassed...? Both her father and Plum stare at her mother with stunned faces. No, father shouldn't be stunned.
Elizabeth, contrary to her fluffy appearance, she likes that sort of thing... She was in high spirits when she teamed up with Lars. Like an honor student yearning for a delinquent?
When I was thinking about such things, my mother glared at me. Hi.
"You weren't thinking about something rude just now, were you? You're showing off more than usual, Vincent."
"No, there's no such thing...!"
Oh no, give me some kind of excuse--.
Mother stared at me with sharp eyes. I've always been scared of it, but if I knew his nickname, I'd be even more afraid of being destroyed. When I was a kid, I used to rebel against my mother. Ignorance leads to recklessness, not courage.
With a smile on my face and a cold sweat, I look for an excuse.
But before I could come up with a nice excuse, my mother averted her gaze.
This was because the tense voice of the steward came from the other side of the bedroom door.
“Excuse me, I heard that Ricardo-sama has come to Milford Seki in the south…!!”
The people who were there looked at each other at the content that was told without replying.