"Thank you. I'm going to my brother's now, so carry the supplies I bought. Don't forget everything you've seen and heard about your brother. If your father asks you, you can say that he gave me orders."
The fact that my brother has an item box must be concealed until my brother leaves King's Capital.
The old butler is resting with a sore back from drawing water... luckily none of the servants in the mansion right now are particularly drawn from your grandfather or father.
When I went to see my brother with supplies...... my brother started throwing supplies into the item box after confirming that I was going to get all the servants out of the room.
Look at my older brother, who lightly throws supplies comparable to the Squadron's short-term expedition into the item box if only in volume… I felt that my older brother was far better as a soldier.
Even if you can't spear, drop a large amount of rock stuffed in an item box over your enemies, infiltrate enemy strongholds and steal military supplies... if you have a brother, that's the only way to broaden your strategy.
I'll leave the command of the army to my deputy to just swing the spear, than me or a non-landed person who can only defeat the enemy... no matter what you think, my brother would be worth more as a soldier.
"Esther, can I have one vial of your blood?
"Blood......? Yes, sir."
What do you use my blood for?
It's not my brother's blood or the blood of a slave's, but my blood on purpose... do you use it for some kind of contract?
... Well, no.
If my brother wants something from me, he's not going to say no to me.
I went to the city a long time ago to accompany my brother's Adventurer Alliance registration... as usual, the attitude from the people to my brother was unpleasant.
My brother didn't look like he cared, he had an adventurer registration and a meat buyout... but if I had been given the same attitude, the civilians would have been disrespectful and slapped on the letter of fulfilment to the nobility.
No matter what attitude the people have taken before, my brother has never actually killed me because of threats.
Even if the superficial character changes, the fundamentals remain much gentler.
Yet the people are still happy with their brother's expulsion from the country.
It's too harsh...
Gosh!
"I'm listening. While I was away, I heard you moved as you please."
…………
Dogga! Bacco!
"Woo...... …………
"... you're unwilling to reflect."
"Yes."
My father came to fold me up as soon as he got home.
The time of return itself is as expected, so the old butler probably reported a lot at the doorstep.
Totally... I don't know how fast I work only at times like this...
If I had eaten... I would have had all the diarrhea.
But... why doesn't your father just punch you in the face?
"I give away the punishment of prudence in the distance.... because you admired Jink. I'll give you about the last goodbye. Period is 50 days after Jink leaves tomorrow... during which time it is forbidden to leave."
"Okay."
"... if the mighty... apologize, I'll add or subtract something..."
………
Father has a sweet side for nobility.
Even against me not showing any color of reflection on the top of the Buddha (I am unwilling to reflect in the first place)... the fact that I parted from my brother in a face full of moles made me avoid.
It is against the manners of boulders to heal wounds made of punishment from superiors with potions... It was helpful to make them only the part where they hide with clothes.
"............ ha..."
My attitude seemed to make my headache worse, and Father walked out of the room with his temples down.
"Dear Esther, 50 days of prudence on boulders is too harsh. Even now your husband will apologize to you..."
"What's so tough about that? We're just gonna spend 50 days away from each other. If the exam period was worn, it wouldn't be sprinkled because it would come with a pursuit or retention year... but fortunately it wasn't worn for a period, and the spear training was in the garden away... because I can do grass. Nothing wrong with that."
The maid carries food and water regularly, so you don't have to worry about starving to death.
My brother also said "a meaningful period during which we can concentrate and train and study spears"... why do we all fear that they are severely punished...
Due to their serious personality and stature, and the large number of people who sneak up on us, Esther is thought to have a wide friendship with adults.
But...... he was used to Botch, admiring Jink since he was a kid and living as a spear trainer if he had time.
Because of this, I couldn't understand the spiciness that the rear chargers feared more than anything (I couldn't play with my friends for a long period of caution, and I could hub the results).
Sang...... an authentic botch < jink > who didn't even have any friends but spears, when he was a young boy, he called the punishment of prudence "Work harder! I mistakenly thought it was reprimand, and as for what I taught Esther... you shouldn't touch it.
"Brother, how are you? … I sincerely hope you will leave the country safely"
"Thank you, Esther.... Esther, I'll do this to you. Open it after I leave the country."
My brother gave me a small box.
Is it a bad thing to see now......
"... Yes. After your brother leaves the country, we will take a look."
No one has ever left the country alive before, expulsion.
But... why would my brother feel like he could escape the Kingdom of Rosarta alive...
Maybe... because I feel a strong will in my older brother's eyes, which had sunk dark until he was banished.
"Bye!
My brother ran down the road at the same time as the gate opened.
I am the man who became the trail of the Duke of Nonland.
Even if my brother managed to escape the Kingdom of Rosarta... I guess I will never see him again for the rest of my life.
Still... to me, you are still my beloved brother.
A startling information was announced by the Adventurer's Guild that his brother had made an easy escape to the Kingdom of Quor and was in fact… It was five days after the execution of his expulsion sentence that a severe earthquake ran into the Kingdom of Rosarta.