"Gus. ...... is awful, both of you.
No, it's Richter who's terrible, by far. ......
It's because of Huta's unbelievable misunderstanding, you idiot!

　Continued in Richter's private office.
　"I'm so sad, I'm going to have to eat," said a disgruntled Prim, as she took the liberty of eating a number of dishes.

"I'm so sad, I can't even eat.
"And yet she eats like crazy.

　The meal that Futa and Richter had been leisurely preparing was being absorbed into her stomach.
　Richter looked at the scene with resignation, as if it were a half-familiar sight.

"Speaking of which, why is Prim here?
It's because he's ...... Richter's bodyguard.

　With sauce on her mouth, she said as if it were obvious.

No, you weren't here before.
Oh no. I already know the location of the room, so it doesn't matter where I am.
Is that how it works?
That's the way it is.

　Huta thought about it.

"For example, if I were to cut Mr. Richter in half right here, wouldn't I make it in time?
No, it's not the distance that's the problem, it's you. No, it's not the distance, it's you. If you're going to slaughter Mr. Richter, there's nothing you can do at this distance.
Really?　If I wanted to slaughter Mr. Richter, I could do it in time. Why don't you stay a little closer?
No, if you try to bury Mr. Richter with one blow, you won't make it in time anyway, and if you try to kill him, you'll make it in time anyway.
Does distance matter that much?
No, not really.

What's more, don't I have any rights?

　A sad-looking Richter stared at the two of them alternately.
　I wondered how many times I had been killed in this short conversation, whether it was by a simple slash, a slaughter, a lashing, or a single blow.

"People ...... rights ......?
What's with the difficult face? Do I have any human rights?　No?
Don't worry, Mr. Richter. There is no such thing as human rights in Prim's country.
We're still barbarians. ......!

　In the event that you've got a lot of time, you'll be able to take a look at the following.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm not sure if it's a good idea.
Compared to the Principality, human life may be lighter. The constitution of the kingdom allows for the existence of assassins,......, and also.

　And?" Richter looked complicated.

"And?
The power of monarchs and lords is strong. More than the Constitution.
"Oh, .......

　Huta understood why the status of the nobility and royalty was protected despite the existence of the parliament.

　But then it occurred to Futa.

　I'm sure the concept existed in the duchy where the ...... Colosseum was located.

I'm sure the concept of human rights existed in the Principality.
Duchy, the country where the Colosseum was?
That's where you're from.

　Richter punches the table, saying, "You're not educated enough.

"Speaking of Colosseum, Mr. Futa.

　The free Prim looked at Futa, ignoring Richter.

"Izna, what happened to you?
"Izna...

　Izna Sienzan. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

　He is currently detained in the basement of the royal castle.
　It seems that he has not been treated badly, and according to Lilac.

I'm not sure if you've seen this, but I'm sure you've seen it.
"Yes.

　That seemed to be enough for Prim to understand.
　As usual, you're very good at that.

"Richter's working hard on it right now. The Colosseum.
It's not just me, or should I say I'm being made to make it. I'd say I'm not the only one, and I'm being forced to make one. ...... There's really no human rights here, is there?
If the royals are so powerful, well...
I'm not sure what to say. There are so many people who still have holes in their heads. Oh, shit, I'm getting angry just thinking about it. I'll get him to bring you some sake.
"Hey, take it easy.

　I'll deal with Lilac.
　Why do we have to deal with someone who's so strong and smart, and yet so pretty and weak?
　Do we really need to do anything about it? And if I do, what do I do about it? Isn't that supreme?



　--Sadly, the biggest hole was that he was right in front of me.

　As Richter added more drinks, Huta remembered one thing about the Colosseum.

By the way, I remembered something about the Colosseum, too.
What?

　Richter came back with a bottle and started pouring liquor into a glass carelessly.
　When he returns with the bottle, Richter haphazardly fills the glass. Then, just as I was about to pour him a drink.

I was about to pour him a drink when I heard that Mr. Richter was entering, too.
"What?
What?

　His hand stopped tipping the bottle.

What's that? What's the joke?
No, you wouldn't joke about this. I saw Mr. Richter's name on the invitation list.
...... Whose trap is that?
What? You didn't know?

　The two men's expressions turned grim, "What do you mean? The room is silent.

　A whistling sound.

"Pew pew pew pew pew.
"...... Hey Prim.
"What?　What?　I'm not going to let Richter enter on his own.　I'm not going to ask the princess to do it, or promise not to tell Richter that I'm doing it!
I'm not drinking to you. ！！！！！！！
What?

　Ignoring Prim's shocked, teary eyes, Richter returned the bottle to his own hand. I'm not going to let it go, but I'm going to hold on to it.
　It was going to get lukewarm, but Futa didn't go into that. He didn't dare.

Did you enter ...... on your own?
No, I mean, .......

　He couldn't stand the stares anymore.
　Prim cried and screamed.

"Because!　You're trying so hard, Richter!　It's a pity to miss out on the chance to fight with a sword!
"No, ask Mr. Richter. I thought you had already confirmed it.

　I had heard from Prim earlier that she was going to talk to Lilac. I had heard that, but I didn't realize you hadn't told Richter.

You won't be able to do your job well then.
What's more important, your work or your sword fighting? ！！！！
No, it's your job. ......
You're a pimp, Futa, but you're not convincing!
Guffaw.

　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's worth it.
　Prim waved her hands around like a spoiled child and shouted.

"No, no, no, no!　You have to say something, Richter!
"Nantucket.
Mr. Richter's eyes are glazed over!

　The reason why he hadn't said a word since earlier was apparently because he was dying to think about his future life.

But the princess gave me permission!
"Mon!　You?
I'm not lying!
So what are you going to do about Richter's job? ......
I'm glad you asked!

　It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find anything you like.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to say.

I'm not sure what you mean.

　He covered his face.

I don't know. Will you take over my business when you grow up?
"Mr. Richter, you're holding a ...... wine bottle, not a child. ......
No, it won't make a difference.
What do you mean?　Are you trying to be funny?　Or is that some kind of advanced, deep language I don't understand?

　While Futa flinched in confusion, Prim grabbed both of them by the shoulders and smiled broadly.

I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.　The princess gave me a wonderful proposal!
"Wonderful.
"Proposal.
That's right!　If you're too busy working!

　She tells me, her chest heaving.



I'll help you!
...

　Richter slumped.

"Hey!　Mr. Richter?
Mr. Richter!　You okay, Mr. Richter?

　Huta shouted as she picked Richter up.









No!　He's unconscious!