Dorian dressed me in layers and put on my boots.
When I was fully dressed in earplugs, gloves, and a scarf. Beth brought Shion with her.
"Are you ready, Liana?"
He was dressed like me, only his eyes were visible.
"Hmph, yes."
When I stepped out into the hallway, the Knights of Halias, led by the leader, were crowded.
"Huh, the doll is walking!"
"Wow, this is the first time I've seen you up close!"
"Rumor has it that she is a red-haired baby, but Georg is blind?"
"Who among us can get the honor of holding the Princess in the garden?"
Ugh. It's noisy.
I furnished my brows and opened my mouth.
"Sir..."
I'm walking on my feet, I was about to say.
Two confident voices overlapped.
"Of course it's me."
"Of course it's me."
I looked up in amazement and saw the Templar Commander and Caliph facing each other with stunned faces.
The Templar Commander frowned at Calife.
"Young master? What is the matter?"
"Because you guys are talking in the hallway."
"...Oh, excuse me. We have all finished our shift, and we have decided to make a snowman for Baby and Master Shion."
The Templar Commander replied reluctantly, and Caliph said bluntly.
"Oh, that's it. I make it well."
Everyone stood there for a moment, doubting their ears.
What is Caliph Halias good at making...?
Caliph shamelessly looked around at everyone and said.
"Really. You can check with Theodore."
He went to the palace and did not come back for a month...
Everyone seemed to think so, but Caliph seemed determined to join him.
He picked me up and stretched out his arms.
"Brother..."
"Huh?"
I waved my hands in regret and said something to the Templar Commander.
"Brother, all better?"
Caliph then slammed his fist on his thigh and smiled so brightly that I could see his fierceness.
Then, as if he couldn't see the Templar stride away, he hugged me tightly.
"Of course, everything is healed. Someone was worried about me, of course."
Yes? Who was worried about you...
I wondered if there was another excuse to take Caliph away, but something warm touched my cheeks, which were surrounded by scarves and were only slightly exposed.
I looked at him in amazement, and he was rubbing his cheek against me!
"Hmmm!"
I pretended to cry for a moment, hoping that Dorian would come and save me, but it was no use.
Caliph said to the Templar Commander with rather vigor.
"Don't make eye contact with the youngest because she's shy."
No, will you please don't meet me face...?
The Templar Leader's eyes were now as moist and sad as they were, and all the innocent Templars were busy averting their gaze from me.
Only the foolish Shion looked at Caliph with wide eyes.
"Brother, do you really want to make a snowman? Aren't you busy today?"
Caliph coughed uncontrollably.
"It is one of my duties to take care of you."
I mean, since when...
And so we tumbled down to the garden.
***
The big men rolled the snowballs in place of the enemy, and the Immaculate garden turned green again in an instant.
As I stood with my jaw down at a strange sight that I had never seen in my previous life, the Templar Commander rolled a huge snowball and said bitterly:
"When you're done, pick your favorite snowman, Baby."
"...why?"
"Well, so give me a reward. Oh, you shouldn't pick the creator by looking at him."
In other words, don't unconditionally pick Caliph's.
"Hey!"
If I could, I would have chosen the Templar Leader's.
If you say an award, he'll want me to hug him once, or something like that.
I was also embraced by Caliph, but there was nothing that could not be done for the Templar Leader.
Caliph snorted.
"Leader, the youngest child is supposed to recognize what I made, so don't lose your energy."
How do I recognize yours?
Are you going to engrave a Halias?
As I tilted my head, Shion came running to me.
"Liana, let's make it too. Now, take this for you."
I accepted the snowball the size of an adult's fist from Shion.
I and Shion made several tiny snowmen.
Shion picked up a bunch of small branches and rocks and attached straight eyebrows to the largest of the snowmen.
"This is my father."
I chuckled and attached a long branch to the medium-sized snowman like a sword.
"This is Theodo."
Shion thought about it for a while and then drew a jagged branch over the tall snowman's head.
"Who?"
Shion whispered.
"It's Caliph. Because he slicks his bangs like this."
Then he chuckled and decorated the smallest snowman with an apple head.
The snowman who looked like Shion was much bigger than mine.
It was a ridiculous height difference, but I overlooked it.
Meanwhile, the useless rivalry between the Knights and the Caliph seemed to be over.
"Baby, you can choose now!"
At the sound of the Templar leader's cheerful voice, we shook off our seats and stood up.
***
On both sides of the garden's wide path, lined with jagged conifers, stood rows of snowmen as tall as adults.
"Wow, it's a fool."
I was genuinely Impressed, and the red-cheeked knights laughed happily.
Caliph said in a needless chill voice.
"Liana will pick one, and Shion will pick one. If any of the snowmen that Shion has picked are yours, I'll give you a day's vacation."
"Wow!"
"Young Master, the best!"
So I took Shion's hand and walked around looking at the ten or so snowmen.
The first snowman wore the buttons of the Templar, and the second wore the Templar's belt.
The third snowman wore a knight's hat, and the fourth wore a knight's cloak.
"Hey, it's all good."
The attempt to pretend to be Caliph was not surprising.
I was so grateful for the knight's willingness to entertain the two bored children, and it was hard to move on to the next one.
Shion picked out a snowman who made a wooden sword out of wood and attached it to it at a glance.
"I'm this! I like this one the most!"
"Wow! I made it, master!"
The knight who was unexpectedly given a reward leave was happy to see Shion.
Each knight with a red nose intervened and threw Shion high into the sky.
Recently, when someone tried to hug me, Shion, who had been throwing up his temper by asking if he was a baby, was busy laughing at how funny it was.
Some of the other snowmen had the coat of arms of Halias engraved on them, and some had red buttoned eyes like Ce's.
I thought about it for a while in front of the button-eyed snowman, and when I saw the last snowman, I took a small breath.
"The youngest child is going to recognize what I made, so don't lose your energy."
Why did Caliph say something unreasonable...
The last snowman had a bright red Meridy crest on it.
Of course, it is not available to the knights.
Shion approached and asked.
"This? Do you like this?"
It didn't seem to recognize what was attached to the flagpole yet.
Truly Caliph...
I wanted to pick the Templar Leader's.
I nodded, and Caliph drew closer.
He reached for the flagpole, took off the writing machine, folded it one by one, and muttered to himself.
"The other day, I was careless."
If it was the day when the burned Meridy heraldry was thrown on the table, it is an irrefutable fact.
He took a small folded red cloth and slowly bent his knees in front of me.
Then he placed the red cloth on my palm.
"I got it with great difficulty, so keep it. Later, when you get as big as this brother, you'll go back and hang it up."
"Thank you, brother...'
I was a little moved and squeezed the cloth.
In fact, for fear of forgetting the truth about Meridy, I secretly hid a history book about the Meridy family in a drawer.
'I should keep this sentence with you.'
But Caliph coughed and patted my cheek slightly.
"Kiss."
What?
Looking up in amazement, he added like a Halias's strategist.
"If you kiss me, I'll come with you."
My god...
I still remember all how heinous he was in my previous life...
...He wasn't stupid enough to blow up such an expensive offer.
'How expensive is it to hire a sword master as an escort?'
I calmed down and lowered my scarf.
I pouted my lips, and Calife squeezed his cheek closer.
His deep-colored eyes sparkled with mischief.
'Ugh, what are you doing...'
Side!
He made a sound just before I touched it, but Caliph laughed out loud as if he had won the battle.
Yes...
If I can go back to Meridy with Theodore Halias and Caliph Halias on either side, what can I do...
I tried to repeat myself, but I trembled for a moment with humiliation.
Caliph hugged me and shouted at the Templar Commander.
"Leader, did you see? No matter how hard you try, the youngest recognizes mine."
But before he could finish speaking, a snowball flew out.
Puck!
Caliph managed to hit the snowball with his arms, which didn't hold me.
"Aaron Eckert, are you sane?"
He called him by his full name, but the Templar Commander did not blink an eye.
"I understand that if you put down the Baby now, you will surrender."
"...What's going on?"
"Loaded all! It aims at the target accurately."
Then, the knights began to roll their eyes together.
'Hey, isn't the snowball too big to throw as a joke?'
I grabbed Caliph's shoulders in a panic.
"...brother?"
Hey, if you're going to be attacked, put me down first!
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