The first time I met him, the Lord was chewing on a beef skewer sandwich with great relish.
The one spot on the bench where the Lord sat was warm and dazzling, as if the sun had shone on it.
The beef skewer sandwich offered from the Lord's hand was better than anything he had ever eaten.

After protecting the Lord from the bad guys, I was allowed to eat another beef skewer sandwich in the square.
I asked Yashis to let me eat the same sandwich on another day, but I still felt the taste was completely different than eating it with the Lord.

The Lord patted me on the head.
The part of me that was touched felt so good.
The base of my ears, my head, and under my chin all felt good.
The best part was the base of my tail.
I wanted to do a lot of it because it felt so supremely good that I thought I was going to lose my back, but the Lord stopped me for some reason.

I fell asleep with the Lord.
At first I lay beside Him, then I lay on top of Him.
A good night's sleep I don't know if I've ever had a good night's sleep before.
I felt very safe and was able to sleep.

I made a promise to the Lord and to Wendy.
That the three of us would be happy together.
I didn't know if I was happy at the time but now I know I'm happy with the Lord.
And ever since then, I've been happy. Since the day I met the Lord, I've loved the Lord.

I love the Lord's hands.
It's warm, and when I stroke White's cheek, the Lord touches me.
When I touch them, they are warm and give me warmth.

I love the Lord's arms.
He is always ready to hug me.
When he squeezes me, it's a little painful, but it's also warm and most of all it feels good.

I love the Lord's eyes.
They're always gentle, and I feel safe when I look into them.
His gentle eyes that smile at me even when I'm selfish, even when White is selfish.

I love the Lord's mouth.
Just calling me White makes me feel happy.
Just by the Lord releasing the words, many people turn to smile.

I love the Lord.
I love the Lord for teaching White to love.
I love the Lord who has taught me warm meals, gentle warmth, and happiness.

So, White will protect the Lord, who I love so much.
Because if he doesn't, I tell him that this man's blade will definitely reach the Lord.
The alarm has been sounding ever since he pointed his sword at the Lord at that time.
I knew that this man would be willing to kill the Lord.

That's why White received a death match.
I won't allow that to happen.
I'll stop it, even if it means laying down my life.
I've already received so much love.
I've given him many smiles.
I'm not satisfied with that, but I still want to be loved forever and ever, but I can say with pride that White was happy.
I can feel that they loved me so much.
That's why I'm willing to defend the Lord, even if it means losing my life.

...I want to keep my promise to the Lord.
If possible, White would like to return to the Lord alive.
But White isn't mature enough to stay silent until the Lord, whom White loves so much, taunts him and declares him dead!
Besides, we can't go down that road if the Lord is going to be in danger when we flee!　
Then there's no choice but for White to kill this man!

"Clothing Clothing Clothing, white lion

He wasn't sure if he could use it.
It was highly consumable, and both Black Weasel and Ash Tiger had used it quite a bit, so he didn't even know how long it would last.
But I hope they'll last at least until I stop this guy!

I've rarely used it in actual combat.
Because I never had to use it before.
But it moves faster than a black weasel and is much stronger than an ash tiger.
This was the Black Cat Tribe's secret technique that I learned from Black.

The white shadows clung to White, glittering and shining.
You can feel all of your senses sharpening.
The wind against your skin, the heartbeat of the knight leader, even the slightest movement can be sensed keenly.
You can even pick up on the fact that the audience is fascinated, swallowing spit and expecting more combat than ever before.

But, as I said, this man must know this technique as well.
You make up your mind that a half-hearted resolution is no match for you.
After reaffirming that even with this technique, he is an unbeatable, powerful enemy, White literally prepared to abandon himself to take down Arnold.

Originally, this technique has a lot of wear and tear and can't last long.
But as long as he can give it his all in one swing, that's all that matters!
In one swing, I'll put everything that's left on top of it and if that doesn't work, no matter what I do, I can't reach it anymore.
So this will be the end for either White or that man.

No one can stop me now.
I don't have any intention of stopping.

'Hahahahaha!　Great!　I knew it would work!　Yes!　That's good!

The Knight Commander smiled happily.
He laughed as if he was enjoying a last minute battle to die or kill.
I can't leave a man like this alone.
Lord, I can't let him get close!

Come on!
I'm going!

He opened his eyes and didn't miss even Arnold's minute movements.
It would be unleashed from there.
He readies his knife and puts a white robe on the knife as well.
This would allow him to cut down from the top of his armor, even if it was a mock battle weapon.
No matter what, White will collide with Arnold with the force to push through.

Now that my senses are sharp, I can see Arnold's movements in my hands.
At what angle and at what speed can the great sword reach Shiro, and how can Shiro's attack hit him?
But I can't hit him even if I do it normally.
Then, if it's just for a moment, if there's just a little bit of confusion, then I should be able to win.

I make eye contact with Arnold.
When he noticed White's gaze, he grinned.
Moreover, he looked satisfied with the fight.

Arnold's great sword is released from White's left shoulder with a speed that can reach his heart.
Serious too, I knew that.
But if you know the White Lion, you know that White's knife can cut down that entire great sword.
And yet, he didn't do anything to correct his trajectory, he just looked at White with satisfied eyes.
If he went on as he was now, White would be able to leap off the arm holding the approaching great sword and the neck on top of it.
And Arnold meditated.

''-- I'm sorry. Sarah.''

A very small movement and no voice.
A voice that would be very hard to recognize if he wasn't using the white lion.
But the movement of his mouth was muttering that.
I'm going to die........I'm going to die.
This person had intended to die here from the beginning.

I don't know why.
If he just wanted to die, he would have died immediately.
But since Arnold was also wielding his sword with all his might, he needed to die in the middle of a battle.
Sara I don't know who that is.
It was a relief to know that the Lord will be okay.

"Don't kill me!

I thought I heard the voice of the Lord.
One day, when I was about to kill an evil man who attacked the Lord to protect him.
How sweet he was, I thought.
In this world, if you're about to be killed, it's normal to kill your opponent.
Besides, evil must be nipped in the bud or it will blossom again and do its evil deeds.
If you let them get away with it, they won't change their ways, but will only leave themselves open to attack.

Nevertheless, I immediately thought it was typical of this man.
It's like this person who is warmer than anyone else.
That's why White decided to protect him.
I'm going to continue to protect this kind and sweet man, who is afraid of being hurt and hurt more than anyone else.
The evil that attacked the Lord didn't hesitate, and he swore in his heart that White would eliminate it instead of the Lord who was too kind.

But this time it wasn't evil.
He didn't even want to attack the Lord.
I see.........that's good.

After a thought that could be called a moment like that, the white lion that had been forcibly activated had been released with relief.

Instantly, Arnold's face changes to astonishment.
The sword that should have been able to die had now come to an end.
The great sword he swung down flicked White's mere knife and came straight down to him.

Oh, White is going to die.....
I could feel that right away.
A moment ago, all I could think about was killing this man, but now, I wasn't so sure.

''--I'm sorry. ''Lord.''

I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise.
I'm sorry for being selfish and selfish to the end.

I could feel the hard metal slowly digging into White.
It was cold, but hot. He wondered if he would be cut off like this.
But White's body was sent backwards and rolled over, creating a large path of blood.

I could see the sky.
His breath was still there.
But I couldn't move my body anymore.


'....Why did you slack off at the end?

Arnold asks me a question, but I don't have the strength to answer it.
Were you the one who was going to die?　I wanted to ask him, "Can you not answer the question?

"Will you answer me or will that wound not help you at all?

You're not gonna make it.
White knows that better than anyone.

Do you have any last requests?

The words stirred up my fading consciousness and I struggled to twist my voice with all the energy I could muster.

'........mainly, stay out of it?
Yeah. I promise. I'm sorry. I know how hard this must be for you, but we'll make it easier.

The current Arnold had a look of knightly pride on his face, not from the loss of someone who could kill him, but from the pride of a knight who admired the respect for those who had fought.
He wasn't a madman, after all.

But you enjoyed the battle, I don't know why he cut corners at the end of the fight.
Was he going to die after all?
I don't understand.

I can't even speak anymore.
All I can do is smile gently, like the Lord.
I think I'll die smiling like him in my last days.
I really thought I had lived a good life.
In the last moments, I was able to protect the Lord without any eventualities....

What I see in my eyes is Arnold's great sword held at the upper level.
He gently closes his eyes, but his mouth remains smiling.
And then - the great sword is swung down.

''- I told you there's plenty of things you can do if you're alive.

He opened his eyes dimly at the sound of a familiar, beloved voice and a familiarly dressed man.
Naturally, Arnold's sword stopped in front of his right hand, which was thrust out by the figure that appeared.
Oh, he came.
He came, he came.

''Ah........''
Shut up!　I'll fix you up now....
Hmm....

As the Lord spoke, he hastily emptied the lid of the small vial with his mouth and began sprinkling the liquid inside on White's body.
Then the wound was surrounded by a pale light, and the wound healed.
The wound that I thought I couldn't save is closing up and healing as I look at it.
An elixir........maybe?

You kept your word.

The warm hand of the Lord was laid on White's hand.
A warm feeling spread from there, as if a heat was caged in.

Promises..........
I didn't keep my promise.
I was told to run away, but I forced myself to go towards it.
Tears well up at the fact that I betrayed the Lord.

''No........White, I didn't protect him. On my own again........
I got you. White was alive. That's why I was able to save him.

That's just the Lord's way of saying it was in time.
White didn't think he could protect it anymore.
So the Lord let me protect him.

Yeah White, he's still alive.
Oh. Oh.........

Large tears spill from the Lord's eyes.
The first time I've seen it, of someone I love. His face is soggy with tears.
I reach out my hand and wipe the tears running down the Lord's cheeks, and He puts His hand on it.
And He gently holds my hand to confirm its warmth.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry I'm late...'
'Hmmm. Lord, you're here.
'I'm sorry I'm not worthy, Lord. I know that hurt...
Lord I keep apologizing. White did what he wanted to do, so...

White's tears trickled down too.
Mainly because he was told he could run away if he was in danger.
It's White's fault for not protecting him.
You said you could do something if you were still alive, but White was the one who rushed forward.

''Ugh...........''

I'm lucky to be alive.
I don't have to make the Lord even sadder than he already is.

"Oh my God, what shall I do? It's hard to talk to you.... Well, winner.........Arnold......... Okay, job done!　Get that gurney up, now!　Bring it on now!

I can hear the second-in-command shouting angrily.
In a hurry, men in the form of soldiers came in with a stretcher.

''Hmm ... we don't need it.
Take it easy...
Lord, hold on...

I didn't want to be away from the warmth of the Lord yet.
I wanted to feel the joy of life more.

Okay, okay.

The Lord puts his hands in White's lap and sides and scoops him up.

'Princess hug....'
Does it hurt?
Hmmm. This is good. This is good.

I put my arms around Him and hold Him tightly.
The warmth of the Lord, His smell.
The warmth of the Lord, His scent, the gentle sensation of being wrapped up in it all.

'Wait.......... That was.........'
I'll explain later. Look, there's a lady here to see you.

A young woman was at the end of what the Lord indicated was a young woman.
The woman who was walking towards us with a wobbly gait was looking straight at Arnold.
At the sight of her, Arnold's eyes widened and he threw down the sword he was holding and ran out to embrace her.

''Salah!''
You....

They hug each other tightly.
Arnold seems to be hugging her with all his strength, but is that woman okay?

'I'll tell you all the details. So go out with me for a bit.

The Lord walks away with White in his arms.
His face looked not so convinced.

''Hmm?　What's going on?

As soon as my eyes met with White's, they changed to his usual gentle eyes....