Vieille brought her face close to mine. Her eyes are sharp.
"Which one of you is it?"
"Which is?"
What country are you from?
"If you tell me which country ......, I'll tell you. Especially ......."
"You must be joking."
Vieille sniffs. What the hell is going on?
She slips away from me, returns to where she was, grabs a chair, and slides it over to us and sits down.
"Isn't that King Agartha herself?"
"Me? Don't be ridiculous. It can't be me."
And yet, you have told us so much about yourself.
"That's the way it is, isn't it?"
What you have just told me is not something that can be derived from your imagination. I'm afraid you'd have to have real experience to be able to tell us that much."
"I don't know, I don't know. I don't know, I don't know. My wives' faces."
"You are not a queen, are you? I think that she was arranged in some other country and is living there as the wife of the king of Agartha."
"Are you an idiot? I would never do such a thing.
"King Agartha called the woman stubbornly pure. He also said that she was so unreachable that men were puzzled. Isn't that something that can only be understood through actual contact?"
"I don't know, ......."
That's what I learned in class. I'm pretty sure that's what I learned. No, I could be wrong. But I'm pretty sure that's about right. It's not about touching each other or not touching each other. That's what it said. I think that story had a model, didn't it? Even if there was a model, the author was not writing about his own experience, so he must have been writing about what he himself heard. Then, the author must have been very talented.
What do you think?
As I was thinking about this, Vieille came at me with a frightening look in her eyes. He's really taking a bite out of me. What the hell is going on?
"Lord Vieille."
I hear the voice of King Poseidon. Vieille's face comes back to life with a start.
"This is ...... what I have done. ...... my apologies."
She straightens her posture with a groan. What the hell is wrong with her? This is not like her. King Poseidon says some kind words to us.
"I understand how you feel, Lord Vieille. Men become cold in the presence of a woman they do not like.
"I'm sorry, sir. It is my knowledge that gentlemen do not pay attention to those who are not good-looking or those who have deteriorated in appearance. In fact, I have seen many people who do not or no longer receive the love of the high lords because of their poor looks or their diminished appearance. The man who is mentioned in the story of King Agartha is a man who defies my common sense. Is there really such a person?
"Yes, it is. Not many of them.
King Poseidon nodded slowly, smiling.
"But ......"
"What is it, sir?"
"Some men don't always judge a woman by her looks."
"There are various points of interest, such as intelligence, skill, and so on. I myself tended to pay attention to appearance when I was young, but as I got older, it became less and less important. My interest in spending time together has broadened to include such things as comfort. People are born with some talents. What talents does the woman in front of me have? I really enjoy talking with them while thinking about it.
"I see what you mean: ....... However, I am afraid to say that there are very few such gentlemen.
"Hmph. It's reasonable to say so. But look at all the men and women in the world. Are all men and women good-looking? I think that often the poor looking ones are associated with the good looking ones."
"......"
"Well, don't worry. You'll see.
King Poseidon nodded slowly. I don't know what it is, but the king seems to have settled the situation well. Thank God.
"King Agartha!"
Vieille turned her gaze on me again. What now?
"That unattractive woman ...... whom you described as stubbornly pure," he said. What did you see in him that made you think so?"
...... You're getting back on topic again. You're a pain in the ass. Uh, what was it again?
"Well, let's see. I think I remember that after the encounter, the man stopped visiting the woman for a while. And then he visits the house for the first time in a while. At that time, the man thinks that the woman might have been fed up with him because of the interval, but she is really happy to see him. Seeing this, I thought that this woman is really innocent.
Vieille closes her eyes and thinks about something. Then he opens his eyes again, says thank you, and takes his seat.
Old age is a beautiful thing.
King Poseidon opens his mouth with a sigh. I look at him.
The human race ages especially quickly. But I think it is beautiful to grow old. It is true that one's appearance fades. We lose many things as we grow old. But at the same time as we lose, we gain something. In analogy, the life of a tribe may be like that of a flower. When young, they bloom beautifully, but eventually they wither away. But at the end of it all, there is one beautiful flower that blooms. That is what makes me love them so much."
......I don't know what it is, but it is a very meaningful story. When I looked at Vieille, she nodded her head as if she had understood something. That's amazing. Did she understand this story? This little girl is very smart after all.
"How about this! It's like this!"
Suddenly, a crazy voice rises. I look over and see King Maintia staring at me with bloodshot eyes. In his right hand, he is holding a piece of paper. I look at it and see a drawing of a man.
"The woman you were talking about looks like this, doesn't she?
I thought he was lying on the ground, but I didn't think he was drawing. I looked at the painting with my face close to it.
...... There was the face of a stubby woman there. No, this is not a woman. Isn't she a monster or something?
"I'm sorry, sir."
Suddenly Vieille stood up and approached King Maintia. She stared at the painting and denied it.
I am not like this. I don't see any grace in her. He is a member of the royal family, even if he is lowly, so it would be strange if he did not have a certain amount of grace.
"I see. Well, let's redraw it."
King Maintia crumpled up the paper in his hand, threw it away, took out a new piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, and began to draw on it. It was done in a flash.
"I think the eyes should be a little lower," he said.
"No. No. If you raise the eyes, the beauty will be lost. This is good.
The back-and-forth between King Maintia and Vieille continues. I continued to watch in amazement. I looked over and saw that King Poseidon and Lafayence were watching the scene happily.
"...... was a lot of fun."
As she left the king's presence, Vieille bowed deeply. She had a smile on her face that I had never seen before. Moreover, she seemed to be wearing a completely different atmosphere than before. .......