I’ll Live My Second Life!

Similar to 113th outsider, two.

Not long ago when Feel and Lynette were talking about Austol.

Lynette looked at the paper handed to her by Roy with dismay.

“Um… Your Majesty Roy… what is it… This…”

“Here’s a list of the things you’ve asked me to trust in this samurai.”

That was what I was asking of someone from the Austrian country to choose a samurai to be your caregiver, Phil.

Not long after I knew him, the king of Austol was a strange being from Lynette, who came from a feudal country.

I’m still young – even so as a king of a country, so I’m an older man than Lynette – but the king of Austol usually comes out to Lynette to talk to me, too.

Normally, you need to go through a form of gaze to talk to a king, or you need a great deal of courtesy, or you have a lot of work to do. The only reason Lynette had the opportunity in Dayman to talk to the King was because she was a samurai working in a royal private space called Feel’s Side Service, and if Lynette were to speak to the King alone, a corresponding procedure would have been demanded.

But this king walks around anywhere in the castle and talks to me if he’s okay with it and needs me. If you do poorly, you appear in a lot more places than the lower-end civilians.

When I left my questions to the King with the First Knights human escort, Phil, it was Yangtian who came out in person to answer them.

I had heard that policies were somewhat reformist, recruiting people regardless of their identity systems or incorporating new ones.

But I didn’t even think it was like this.

The figure looks more like a businessman’s young man looking around and cutting himself up a freshly launched Chamber of Commerce than a king.

Tradition alone is a one-off dayman, and as an educated Lynette to serve the royalty, it is a strange reflection.

“What is this?” Lynette asked back about the list of trusted samurai in Austol, prepared by Roy like that, not because she didn’t know what it was.

Its contents were the problem.

Lined up were the names of the samurai, a brief age and background, and even the symbols of “X” lined up.

Looking down at the names lined up all the time……

“Don’t they all have red butts on them?

“Exactly.”

Lightly affirmed, Lynette’s hand shook tingly holding the list.

“I didn’t ask what it was because I didn’t know what the list was! I asked why they all have butts on them!

Words that are likely to be disrespected if they speak to the king of another country, but Lynette threw them aside reluctantly and told the king.

I don’t know if I care about myself because this king doesn’t care, but Lynette was doing what she thought she could because this king talks to us like a business partner.

“For once, I listed the samurai with no background problems. I also did a background check as time allowed. But I can’t really trust you.”

With that said, Roy fingered the list and drew a small circle.

“Especially from here. I can smell it.”

Lynette’s hair turned upside down in a voice of seriousness.

“Don’t put that thing next to you, Feel!

“Whatever.”

And Roy snorts in a sober voice.

To that sober voice, Lynette screamed back with a slightly hysterical voice.

“Why do you have so many samurai and not one person you can trust!

Lynette was remembering as she shouted so. Rumors of this king.

She hates women.

Is it not possible that this list is due to that?

Words blaming Roy for such Lynette are returned exactly as they were to Roy, who on the contrary did not move one eyebrow.

“I do feel sorry for not being on your helpful list. But that would be the same for you.”

Yeah, well, Roy showed me the paper he had in his hand.

Lynette’s expression turns into a grinding and painful face.

That was a list of people that Lynette trusted herself with among the samurai from Dayman, whom she gave today after face-to-face with Roy.

None of the names featured on that list are circled.

Yes, it is.

I accidentally threw up words blaming Roy, but the truth is Lynette was a musina in the same hole.

Lynette hadn’t been buried in a ditch between the maids around her since the incident when she was a child who had problems with the maids. As a result, in choosing a samurai to look after you, Phil, who could not recommend one?

That’s totally my fault……

Lynette shudders as she sweats sloppily.

I don’t mind how Lynette looks like that at all. Roy continued his words.

“Actually, there are two women I can trust”

“Then let them be…”

Roy just cut Lynette’s voice off when he heard it.

“But one is old. The woman who was doing my nanny, but she got a bad hip, and I can do enough to help occasionally, but I wouldn’t be able to do a long term job. The other one is weighty right now, and you can’t just ask for a hand.”

In the end, we talked about no…

Lynette opens her mouth hesitating to have a bad feeling.

“Well then…”

“Honestly, we highly value your abilities. As a samurai, I have no enemies in my country’s samurai, but I also possess the skills to deal with the poisons that were almost extinct in this era.”

Exchanges between nations had flourished in recent years, and with it the world had begun to move in a peaceful direction. There was a gradual decline in the number of smelly stories of conspiracies between nations.

Especially when there are few shady incidents, such as poisoning, and assassinations caused by poison are at least now more than 80 years old in what has been expressed.

With it, the samurai who serve beside the royal family were running out of demand for such technology.

Lynette was no less of a samurai with that kind of old skill.

To be honest, Lynette wants to serve beside you.

Fee, who got caught up in their marriage story and caught up in this country, should be in a tough situation. I want to support that.

But you can’t let your lover get killed and depressed, and you can’t let him go, Phil, who’s after your life.

So Lynette had the help of a trusted samurai that Roy had chosen to make time and plan on taking care of both. But the plan was now about to collapse brittle.

Roy’s female suspicion, and by the discord Lynette herself had stacked around.

“The role of a samurai to take care of Princess Feel’s daily routine is the best dressed position to make an assassination. We can’t just put a few things here that are unreliable.

For the time being, I want you to do something to take care of Princess Feel on your own. This one is going to do as little as possible for Princess Feel to be at the ceremony or something. That’s better in reducing the risk of assassination.

I believe you can do it. ”

This king named Roy is famous for hating women, but it’s about when a woman tells him to hate him openly.

At work, I talk about it clerically, and if I’m competent, I even look to sign up prospectively.

They put him on that side about Lynette, too.

And Lynette was pushed by Roy to take care of Phil in any way. I even had the support of other samurai when I was in Dayman, and that was none……