194 The Surprise Of The First Prince. (3)
Although it is a softer response than usual, nothing fundamental has changed. A child opponent who seeks a way out escapes without hesitation. The king was again the king.
Fuki probably doesn't think he's forced, given that he can accept it.
In fact, she has the power to decide.
But at the same time, it was a fact that the easiest option was hidden.
If you execute Return without hearing the explanation, you can return to your daily life without feeling guilty.
Since I heard it halfway, I can't pretend not to see it.
And since they are being asked, not threatened, they probably have little awareness of being victims.
"What if I had no power?"
"Of course, let's return to the world where you live immediately."
The king nodded immediately, assuming that Dfuki terrified.
She is relieved to breathe relief. My conscience was hurt by an unprotected face as if a lost child had found his way home.
The conditions for returning have changed from "listening to explanations" to "if you have no power" to those who are disadvantaged to Fuki.
Even that, Fuki has not noticed.
I thought Rose was an obedient child who could not perform belly, but he would have noticed this easy-to-understand trap.
I'm too focused on one thing that I can go home and lose sight of the others.
Don't know that the return route that appeared in front of you is a carefully paved detour.
"Is it okay to let me know if I have the ability?"
"... if you just try it"
Fuki seemed hesitant to ask King.
But after a moment of silence, he said and nodded.
"Thank you for your cooperation"
The king announces after exhaling. I felt that the usual expressionless expression seemed to be a person's evil smile.
"If you can't, please return? Is it really true?"
"Oh, definitely. Let's promise."
The king nodded to falcon when Fuki was reminded.
If it is impossible, it is natural that there is no reason to keep the puff even here. However, Fuki laughed with a disgruntled face, observing no shards of this thought.
The picture of a trapped cub leaning his head on his head is reminiscent of an unpleasant thing.
I didn't mean to advise you not to be deceived. After all, I'm a perpetrator.
"Then, let's do it! Where is the Demon King sealed?"
When Azuki holds the fist enthusiastically, the king places the small box on the desk.
A cube with a size that fits exactly on the palm of your hand, with a deep blue color and silver border. There is no frills, but it seems to be sturdy.
When you remove the clasp and open the box, you will find a fist-sized stone wrapped in a cloth that cushions the impact.
Afuki looks at the stone seriously. His eyes, astounding, went back and forth between the stone and the king.
"Eh ... is this ...?"
Fuki points at the stone in a confused state.
I was the first to see the real thing, but it was just a stone. There are no notable points.
However, the king nodded with an extremely serious face.
"Well, but this ..."
When Fuki sees his face, he closes his mouth.
I guess he wanted to say, "This is just a stone." But perhaps no one had the courage to argue in a situation where no one would disagree.
"... I understand. Doesn't it matter if I touch it?"
"Sure, no problem"
The king lifts the stone with his own hands.
Just presented, Fuki slowly approaches his hand. As if checking the heat, I repeatedly stabbed it with my fingertip for a moment, and then grabbed me with fear.
"Isn't it okay to break this, isn't it ..."
The moment that Fubuki lifts the wrapped stone high with both hands, everyone except the king is ready.
I was trying to hit the floor as it was, because I understood it.
However, the king shakes his head in a calm state.
"That's not the case. Just breaking it is likely to resurrect the Demon King."
"Hie !?"
Fuki is now faded further. He is trying to hold the stone in his hand, but he is in a hurry, so he drops it many times.
Stomach hurts just by watching this girl's behavior.
"Then, what should I do ...?"
"I want you to use your power to purify or extinguish the evil power contained within it."
"In particular?"
"I don't know how to do this because there is no precedent, but let's focus first."
Pbuki strokes the stone while parroting the king's words, "Pour in power."
It seems that they try and rub with both hands and try to grip with force, but they all seemed physical.
After a while she stopped and raised her face.
"I don't think I can do it at all ..."
Lower your eyebrows into an eight-shaped figure, and Fuki emits a weak sound.
After showing his way of thinking, King called Altman.
"How can you put in magic?"
"Since it is probably different in nature from magic, there is a possibility that it will add an extra habit, but is it OK?"
"I don't mind. If you don't get a clue, no matter how much time you spend, it's useless."
"Understood"
Altman turns around and teaches politely.
As the blood goes around, the power sent from the heart into the body is collected at the fingertips. Fuki, with her eyes closed, seems to have an imaginary picture in her head, following Altman's words.
Fuki, who has an obedient temperament, does what he says.
He watched the situation silently, but there was no visible change.
The silence falls in the room.
Fuki who has been concentrated for more than 10 minutes opens his eyes. I exhaled as if I was raising my face from the water.
"I'm sorry, it's impossible."
The face of Fuki, who said so, seemed sorry and relieved. Perhaps both are her honest feelings.
Place the stone on the cushioning cloth that was spread out.
So, Fuki stopped his hand, suddenly he noticed something.
Hmm ...?
Efuki pays what appears to be the powder on his hand.
A gray powder dropped on a white cloth.
"Oh, sorry. The cloth is dirty."
Fuki tries to brush off the powder on the cloth to the floor.
"wait"
It was the king who stopped it.
"Altman, confirm"
"Yes"
Altman declined to say "I'm sorry," and then grabbed Fuki's hand softly.
After carefully removing the powder, observe with the cloth. Altman, comparing stones and flour, holding his hand, looked at the king.
"Probably, but part of the stone is degraded and sandy."
"Well?"
After hearing Altman's report, the king muttered briefly.
"Well, but the surface when you held it was slippery?"
"So it's your power."
"My?"
Afuki looks down at his hands.
With her hand open, she stared at her palm, searching for a force that could not be visualized.
"It's going to take some time, but your power is likely to be effective. Would you please help us?"
"Well ... I want to help the mountains, but my dad and mom are worried if I don't go home."
"Altman. Is it possible to return to the summoned time?"
"Now, I'm temporarily disconnecting Fuki from that world and borrowing it. When I return, I'll be in the same place at the same time to avoid distortion."
"But, but I can't fight, and I'm getting stuck?"
"You don't have to fight. Let's attach the country's best knight to escort to return to your parents without any injuries."
Fuki, who managed to find a way out, managed to get rid of excuses.
I wonder if the reason why I didn't want to stop came to my mind, and a man walked in front of Fuki, who looked down with a blue face.
The girl's gaze is attracted to a man who kneels with graceful movement.
"I'm Leonhard von Orcein"
Looking at Leonhardt who gave a short greeting, the girl's pale face turned red.