Chapter 123: 123 Chapter 7-11: Family crests, namitalows and whistles

"With this family crest, please"

I was shown a few family crest designs first thing in the morning, and I picked one out of them and gave it to the man in front of me.

This man is a member of the family crest management department and is a nobleman for once, but he has built a neighborhood under his eyes for the whole night and is dressed like a sick man.

"Thank you for your immediate decision"

When the man lowered his head lightly, he took care of the design I had chosen and bagged it, drawing a large batten on the rest of the design, rounding it to kushakusha on the spot.

"Well, now I'll be excused"

The man, who bowed his head again, jumped on the carriage that had kept him waiting in front of the mansion and hurried back to the royal castle. Looks like he still has work to do.

"Tenma, what kind of family crest did you make?

Namitaro, with his face out of the pond in the garden, approaches him like intrigued.

When I gave him a copy of the family crest I had just chosen, Namitaro cleverly received it with the prosthetic hand I had made and took it in front of his own face.

"Whoa! Pretty good! Cool! But it's a little bit different from what I heard yesterday."

In the family crest I decided yesterday, it was a complete circle to represent the slalin, whereas this one was close to a rounded triangle like an onigiri.

The man who brought a sample of the family crest said, "Anyway, if it's round, Solomon can't get in or it's in a distorted shape, so we've got something packed in a circle and something triangulated".

I also checked the round version just in case, but it did make Shiloumal look weird or rather smaller compared to Solomon.

The triangular version, by contrast, fitted beautifully when Shiloumal sat down.

"Sure, it's better this way... By the way, I don't know what's going on in there?

"No, Namitaro's not my family, and there's no way you're letting him in."

As soon as I put the scratch in, Namitaro opened his eyes in a circle (round from the beginning), trembling faintly.

"Hey, what the heck!

and exclaimed. The grandfathers, surprised by the voice, jumped out of the mansion, but Namitaro rambled through the garden, rolling and tearing away, regardless.

"Hideous! Tenma, hiccup! Just use me and when you're done with it, it's pointy! You're an animal!

Namitaro shouts out loud voices about bad things people hear. With all that rambling, the people on the road said, "Something!," he peered through the gate.

But when most people find out it's Namitaro who's rambling, they dissolve it like, "Is it the usual thing?" The only people left in front of the gate are those who like to see Namitaro. I'm sure they're people who like to see animals behave funny.

"Ok...... for the official one, I won't have time to add Namitaro, but for what I personally use, I'll also make Namitaro in it"

Namitaloh is so loud that when he comes up with a compromise that he comes up with aggressively, Namitaloh stops the move with pittance.

"Homma. I told you. Forgive me if I'm lying. If you're lying, you'll have a drink of Harrison Bonn."

and jito eyes to push in case. But Namita Row, the way you put it, it's gonna be a fish or an entertainer combo. The former is likely to be cooked and delicious, but the latter I would seriously prefer not to.

"Then cut your finger! Look, fingering, if you're lying, I'll be in Harrison Bonn (...) ~. I cut my finger off!

Namitaro began singing as he waved his hand up and down in momentum as he forced his prosthetic pinky finger to tangle with mine. The finger clip I haven't had in decades was so painful that I wondered if my pinky would give it away.

After finishing his finger-cutting, Namitaro crawled around the garden writing 'Victory Lawsuit' as he took the cloth and ink out of somewhere... it was already, at an awesome speed...

The grandfathers, who were stunned by Namitaro's behavior, began to peek into the family crest as they were intrigued when they found out what the story was about the family crest.

"Oh, well done!

"Really good job! When you look at it like this, it's the perfect design for your temper."

"As a maid of honor, I'm nosy too!... By the way, where do you put Namitaro?

For some reason, I'm proud of Aura for subtly poking at my troubled point. Where shall we really put it...

With that in mind, when I saw Namitaloh blasting through the garden, at some point Shiloumal and Solomon were chasing after Namitaloh. Apparently, you're mistaken for a play or something to take away the cloth from Namitaro's "Victory Lawsuit".

"Hmm? What?

Watching the Namitalows, I had the feeling of being choosy pulled on my cuffs. Turning around, there was a tentacle-stretched slurin there.

Slalin was trying to stretch out her body and peek into the paper with the family crest on it. I usually turn my body up and peek in, but I couldn't seem to get my body up as big as I thought because there were grandfathers around.

"Did you care about the family crest because Slalin is also a model? I'm sorry I didn't notice."

Apologize a word to Slalin, and I bowed down and brought it back to show her the family crest. Slalin shook her body once as if she didn't care, then peered into the family crest.

"This outer frame is Slalin."

Explaining the meaning of the family crest, Slalin tentacled through the outer frame said to represent herself, changing her body into a triangle similar to the family crest.

It was us watching such a slurlin and soothing, but it seemed like we thought it was a fun thing to do, so we stopped Shiloumal and Solomon from chasing Namitaro and pushed him this way.

When the two peeked at the family crest just like Slalin, they somehow began to poke each other in the face with three. And

"Oh, it's not a character, it's a family letter... no, it's a family crest"

Like Grandpa said, I let the three of them reproduce the family crest.

Shiloumal sits facing right, howling in that position, and Solomon waits in the air on its right diagonal, winged, so it will be adorable for his body to be moving up and down slightly. And behind those two, the emperorized slurrin changed the shape of the body to a rounded triangle.

"All three of them are amazing!

When I complimented them, the three got a proud look somewhere (Slalin is the atmosphere).

"Wait a minute ~ ~!"

Big carp (Namitaro) that doesn't read the air, breaking into it. He stopped under Solomon as he drifted away from me. Apparently, that's where Namitaro wants to be.

"I'm not here! Do this position!... I mean, this is the only place I'm going to get in!

It seems Namitaro is around putting on the och at the end, declaring forcefully.

In the meantime, on the paper I had in my hand, roughly note the position of the slurrins, and add the side of Namitaro (something that seems to be) there... I'm going to be depressed by my lack of painting heart, but I manage to get over this by making myself assume it's a draft.

As everyone wouldn't see it, I bagged a shitty draft and confirmed my plans for today... or I had finished confirming my biggest planned family crest, so I had nothing left to do even though it was before noon.

"I don't have anything to do with it, so I can even make Namitaro's potato candy..."

Since a large quantity of steamed potatoes was sleeping in the bag in my spare time, I decided to finish my practice work at least today and head to the kitchen with the necessary tools and ingredients in mind. Namita Lowe's, with his eager gaze on his back...... and a few hours later,

"Sorry Namitaro...... failed. To be precise, something slightly different was formed from the potato kan"

There were a lot of ingredients, so I shouldn't have mixed a small amount of rice flour in an effort to reduce the effort to consolidate it. The potato candy that I was able to make became something with a mochi texture that seemed to make me feel good... although this is delicious...

"Hey, what the..."

As never before, Namitaro becomes the expression of despair. And gently put the slices in your mouth...

"Oh, my God, it's good. This is fine."

She turned to smile. If it had potatoes in it, it would be 'Kaikan' but 'Uluru', but it doesn't seem to be very particular.

"Well, don't worry about it because it doesn't change the taste very much. Besides, if you're going to eat it in the water, it might be easier to eat it because it's harder to break down."

Namitaro offers me gold coins, saying so. I guess it's meant to be a reward for this one.

"No, he said he didn't want it. After all, I failed, and I have Namitaro to pay for the materials, and this is a thank you for helping me at the tournament."

After several pushes, Namitaro reluctantly returned the gold coin to his pocket... and there (between the chest and chest fins), Namitaro seemed to have a magic bag. There must be something else.

With that in mind, Namitaro suddenly ripped off his scales.

"This is how... all the time, it's done! Tenma, take this!

Pip, Namitaro flying scales like a backsword. It wasn't a lot of speed, so I picked it up with my thumb and index finger.

"What, this?

Namitaro leaned over on a palm-sized kite-shaped scale with gaps as if two pieces of the same had been overlaid, with holes in the tip.

"That's my scale! If you blow like a whistle three times with magic in it, some distance... well, if you do about half the distance on this continent, it'll reach my ear, maybe."

"Reverse scales, you're carp! And three times..."

I swallowed a whistle filled with scratches. Because I didn't want to hear what showed up once and twice.

"Oh! By the way, I think it will reach me once or twice, so don't worry!

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To Namitaro, who thumbs up with his prosthetic arm, I was frustrated but managed to hit the attack magic.

"Well, it seems convenient, so I'll take care of it."

Until the day you use it, this whistle? would be fattening the bag.

"Take care of me, Homma!

There has been such an exchange, and there has never been an impact beyond that on this day.

The next day, I dressed early in the morning and Mr. Cliff brought me to the royal castle.

Since there are some detailed meetings, it seems necessary to come early, and the time now is about seven o'clock. My belly clock is about to make a noise because they brought me here at breakfast nuke.

"Now, Master Tenma, please wait in this room. I'll have something light ready right before the meeting."

For once, they have food in their bags, but as a courtesy, they prepare meals there. More than that butler said he'd have it ready soon, he'd bring it as soon as he said.

But apart from that, when I was raided where I was sleeping, my drowsiness was about to strike me, so I wandered meaninglessly through the room.

When I somehow moved to the window of the room, I heard metal bumping into each other from the outside, so I opened the window and peered into the direction of the sound.

The sound came from a space a little off the courtyard, and it was the two people I knew who were making the sound. If you concentrate a little,

"Aina, you're still good. It's a pretty nasty attack."

"Thank you for the compliment. When I compliment you, could you take a blow? Captain Kingsguard!

A rare combination. I mean, it's unusual, or the first combination I see, and when I see those two at the same time, there was always someone around.

Apparently a practical form of training, Eina's Halvard is wielded at considerable speed and power. But Mr. Din uses only a one-handed sword and continues to judge Eina's attacks. From the look on his face, he still seems to have some leeway.

"Does Master Tenma care about those two?

"Ugh!

Suddenly whispered in my ear, I jumped off the spot with a weird voice. The identity of the voice is that (...) Deacon, who had both his hands on a sandwich and a tray with a drink on it... I can't help but wonder how he opened the door in that condition and how he snuck behind me every time.

"No, I've normally opened the door and normally walked behind Master Tenma, but what's that?

Shabby and hopeless butler. If this butler was an assassin, how many times have I been killed by this butler? I thought about that, and there was a chill running on my back.

"Nothing like harming Tenma. That's the two of them, but when the two of them have the right time, they train there a lot. Originally, Din had invited Aina to the Kingsguard, so I still have eyes on her when she said no, and since Aina and Maria are both escorts, there is no shortage of training."

As you read my mind and explain that situation, I guess this man is really good as a butler. Recently, I started using that excellence to make fun of me, but I have a headache... No, it's been like this since I first met you, this butler.

"Oh really... Still, Aina is stronger than I expected. We got a few requests together before, but you hid a lot of strength then. If that's how it goes, even if you were in this year's militant tournament, you could have gotten to a pretty good place?

"Well, depending on the qualifying group, you would have made it to the main race. We had Tenma, so we couldn't win, but depending on the combination, we would have been able to win the top prize."

I kept looking at the training landscape for both of us as I talked to Mr. Cliff and cheeked up the sandwich he had brought.

"That's it."

"... I'm here"

Ms. Din slammed Halvard, who Aina protruded, slightly forcefully onto the ground, stomping with her feet, with a knife to return, poking her sword around Aina's neck. Aina surrendered breathing on her shoulders, but Mr. Din was to the point of being slightly disturbed in breath.

Is Mr. Din advising Aina on anything, or is he talking about something as he makes a move? Aina nods and makes the same move from time to time. Is that face red because it was moving so hard until earlier?

"We're both technicians, but Din is just better up here. Aina works hard too, but the local power is too different"

That's right, Mr. Cliff, too, was honestly complimenting Mr. Din.

I know you didn't hear Mr. Cliff's compliment, but Mr. Din found this one and raised his hand lightly like it lit up a little.

I bowed my head to it and then closed the window.

"Din's illuminating appearance is quite rare"

Mr. Cliff looked most happy today, watching Mr. Din and the others. It should be noted that Aina didn't seem to notice this one, and she watched Mr. Din's face with a serious look all the time.

"So as to leave those two stories alone, I'm due today..."

After being briefed by Mr. Cliff all the way through, I had a meeting with the King and Maria to spend some time.

And I glanced at the production...

"You weren't surprised... I didn't think it was going to end so well"

After less than thirty minutes in between, the reward story was over.

As for the flow, the royal and castle ministers waited to see it. After being waited for in a certain place, the king and Maria entered. Explained my achievements (such as helping the king, helping the Tida and the others, preventing the coup, etc.) through the king's mouth. The contents of the reward were announced Exit... Honestly, I don't think I needed to have much of a meeting. Me, I barely spoke...

However, the moment I got out of sight, it was getting pretty noisy inside, so either that meeting might have had a strong back-to-back element for that time.

Then I was put through the first waiting room, waiting for the kings to come.

"No - sorry. You kept me waiting."

The King and Maria, who looked a little tired, arrived approximately an hour after I left.

"The reformist nobles are so loud. Even now, the Duke of Sanga and the Marquis of Sammons are at the centre, explaining to them."

"If you try to be a reformist, it's like the deciding factor for the reward of Tenma can also be taken as' because we suppressed the scandals of members of our own faction '... really crap. We're not the same as the killer, so admit it, there's no difference in the reward... I want you to show me how much."

I guess it's not funny that the King and Maria seem to have been cheated on for what they do. We are both uncommonly concerned at the same time.

"Fair enough, please calm down, Your Majesty and Maria. The smaller they are, you can tell by looking at the top. I can't help but be angry."

Mr. Cliff mocks the reformers while mocking the two. Such a usual influence of Mr. Cliff, the two of them have gradually regained calm.

"Well, you certainly have no choice. And even the reformists, they weren't all against it."

The king had nodded to his words several times, as if to convince himself. Maria snorted at the king's words as well, but he didn't seem as convinced as the king.

"That's right, when did Tenma decide to leave King's Capital?

Maria asked me as if to change the subject.

"I will discuss it with the members of" The Sword of Dawn "before deciding, but I don't think I'll be here for the next ten days... So, I need a favor..."

I decided to talk to both of you about what I've been thinking for a long time.

Both of us, especially Maria, stepped out and listened to my favors and accepted them with pleasure.

"It's time to go home. I need to talk to my grandparents about the future."

"Oh? Soon, it's been quite a while."

Maria, who was spilling her stupidity as she pinched the treat, sounded surprised as she put the cup back on the table that was close to her mouth. The king rows the ship at some point, wondering if Maria's opponent is tired.

"Guuuuuuu!"

When Maria put a blow to the king's flank, the king rose to jump. A familiar elbow punch was moderately damaging, even as the king was reduced to avoid injury.

"You, Tenma is going home, so get familiar. At least wipe your mouth."

Hearing Maria's words, the king was rushing to wipe his mouth with his sleeves, but Yodale was not drooling originally. It's Maria's little prank.

"Ugh, um. You really took care of a lot of things. I can't say much publicly, but I think of Tenma like a son. Understand that's not because anything is Ricardo's son. That's all Tenma did to us. If something goes wrong, don't hesitate to rely on the royal family."

The king said that to me as he stared gently at me...

"How long have you been asleep, you? Tenma is not leaving King's Capital right now. Are you going to say the same thing again when you break up with Tenma?

Maria pointed out that I was caught too.

"Your Majesty... you found out you were asleep"

And stop, a blow by the butler. The King's HP seems to be zero.

"Well, let's leave that guy alone... Tenma, you watch out for a lot of things. Because the present tenma is not the same as it was a few months ago. If you feel any strangeness, come and let us know whether it's midnight or not. I'll take care of it right away."

I left the room talking to Maria, but the king's footsteps were heavy, and the distance was soon free, and I was to stop many times before I reached the entrance. The king's face was still red when he broke up, so he's going to drag that thing off for a while.

Later, without going straight back to the mansion, we visited Jin and the others to talk about the day of our return, and five days later we were to leave the King's Capital in the morning. Jin and the others said they could do it tomorrow, but that's exactly what pisses me off... to Maria.

I blurred where 'who' says' what 'to' who 'on the boulder, but in a weird way, I was Zubarized by a well-researched Leena. Well, he seemed intent on joking and was in a pretty hurry to see how I reacted...

I went back to the mansion, but there was a riot in the mansion...

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