Sakuramoria Auto-translated

- Nah, I'll finish my studies, get a certificate, and maybe even acquire some skills. It would be a waste of time if I didn't. After all, you can't get that time back.

- I think I might have underestimated you back then. You certainly have courage... Alright, let's go with your suggestion.

- See you at the tournament then. It's a shame we didn't become friends at the beginning of the school year, but alas! Stella waves goodbye and walks over to the others. Apparently, no one else wanted to ask for anything (from the NPCs). Clearly, not the modest Michaella, who looked down on beggars with disdain, nor the somewhat apprehensive Alidum.

- Is anyone else here? No? Frag and Girych? Alidum, please come over, I have a question.

Alidum reluctantly approaches.

Michaella is clearly not modest in her desires.

Is she so immodest that the king won't have enough resources in the entire country to grant her wishes?

I'll move in with Stella, anyway, if Sparky moves in with Foote...

After asking the king to leave the conversation, he privately addresses the red-skinned man:
- Well, tell me, son.

- What's there to tell...

- Yes, I know.

- ???

- How could he end up in such a state? He ran off somewhere into the forest with his brother, who caused quite a commotion. Weren't you doing well? You were living like a king for the past few months.

- Well, I just wanted to stay with my brother for a while... What's wrong with that?

...and that triple pistol with a double shot will consume 6 bullets per turn, or something like that...

- Well, for example, the fact that your brother orchestrated an attack in a public place, full of innocent civilians. And on the Queen, no less. And then Caladium stepped in to defend her, which makes things even more complicated. And right at that moment, you decide to go live your life. Without informing me or Levisia beforehand, because we are responsible for the safety of the students. Not before or after, but precisely at that moment, in the company of people who are on the run from who knows what. Naturally, the obvious conclusion is that you are also involved in organizing this attack, as a close family member. How could you? Why would you do that? I don't understand.