Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu
Twenty-three.
Princess Alicia's council proceeded strictly and without any certainty. Everyone's arguments are just hypothetical for their own convenience.
It would still sound like a mouthful that both of them are getting confirmation from each other because they talk like something identical theorizes. It can even make you feel credible.
For someone in a position, you also need to talk like that and put pressure on them.
In the meantime, the order of the story has turned to Mary. Even so, it doesn't set the order for who is just the second, but nature and everyone looks to Mary and waits to speak.
Even Alicia, who was facing the front in a position of Rin among affirmation and denial, has turned her purple eyes to Mary.
Seeing that all the gaze in the room is directed at him, Mary slowly opens her mouth.
"The Alberts believe that Princess Alicia is the one who rightly draws royal blood, and we support Princess Alicia unchanged."
No one is more surprised by Mary's clear words now, but nevertheless one pinched his mouth.
"Is there any certainty in that?
"No, nothing"
"What...? Princess Alicia and Lady Mary seem very close to each other."
I'm not sure, I'm just talking about friendship... Mary returned her suspicious gaze by looking at it.
Take the pocket watch I put on my desk. The weight of the Albert family is the weight that only those who inherit the country's most famous houses can handle. It may be said that its importance is now comparable to that of succession to the throne.
That's why I think.
Why should I be allowed to lay down in this Albert family decision?
By now, the Alberts are so big that most people can't fathom them, let alone pinch their mouths.
"Indeed, I have no certainty whatsoever about the authenticity of Princess Alicia"
"Then think again about supporting it."
"You don't have to reconsider. The Alberts support Princess Alicia, that's all. If you are dissatisfied with our decision, please state your significance directly"
"Fu, dissatisfaction, etc..."
"Then what do you want to say? Was it hard to understand what I was saying?
"No, not like that...... But..."
"I'll tell you again because you didn't seem to understand. The Alberts support Princess Alicia, that's all I'm telling you here."
Mary's words are clear and simple.
Endorse Alicia as a princess. But there is no certainty that she is a princess, and we do not speak of assumptions that are convenient to us, as others do.
All I have is the authority of the Albert family.
And that's too much to laugh and slap the tabletop argument with your nose.
"What more can I tell you?
If Mary intimidated me when I told her not to let me waste my effort, the air in the room was slight but changed.
Some relieve and some make their expressions grip uncomfortably. Of course, the former was an Alician supporter, and he reassured them that one famous family at the top of the country was on their side, and on the contrary they were in the lead. In contrast, the latter is once again conscious of the fact that so many famous houses have turned to their enemies, indicating a difficult color.
Those who had been called to the Council but were unable to reach a conclusion also began to show a positive attitude that they had been pushed by this heh of Mary or nodded admirably.
"Dear Mary..."
is Alicia's word for being whined small in that. The look on Rin's face, which had been under constant pressure, was shaking no matter what she was told, her eyes are only slightly shaking.
But those purple eyes opened for a moment because I heard a little "little girl..." squealed.
Who's this about?
Of course it's about Mary.
Did you also feel that Alicia couldn't forgive this, "Who is it now...!" and nearly stood up.
But before that, Mary rose in momentum with the rattle. Rock the silver thread hair flutter and stare sharply at the source of your voice.
"Little girl? You call me a little girl!
No one answers Mary's outrage.
Addy, who would normally rush to forgive, is just keeping his eyes closed right now. I have a wrinkle between my eyebrows because I want to protest the rumbling to my wife, but that wife has bought a fight before herself.
Against Mary, who exposed her anger at the rumbling against herself, the indoors quieted back to Singh as if she had struck water. Of course, there's no way anyone who curses Mary as a little girl can name her.
Such a glance at the indoors, Mary told her loudly to proclaim at the same time that she would be brave.
"Sure, I'm a little girl. But remember, I'm a little Albert girl! If you curse me as a little girl, curse the Albert family name, authority, and finances, all ready to turn to your enemies!
Finally, Mary's remarks like an anger, quiet drifts indoors again.
Those who deflected their gaze openly so that no one would ever see Mary again, and among other things were about to dispute, even have a cold sweat on their foreheads.
In the meantime, Cohon and Cough sounded one.
Mary turns to you with her sharp eyes for a deliberate cough that breaks the air in this place...... "Hmm!" and turned to her dissatisfied and sat back down.
Rougher seating than usual is evidence of anger. It also means "I'll give this place away".
Patrick is the one who gave me a lousy cough. Everyone turns their gaze to him in the name of an unexpected person.
Those who had turned their backs on Mary's scales until earlier and had a cold sweat also had a slight relief look when the topic changed. Enough to thank Patrick.
But you can tell by the look on his face that the gratitude can only be misplaced. It is the calm of a time that I show, but the eyes are filled with colorful hostility. The stirring air is cooler than usual, and anyone who knows him well can even feel the rage of drifting.
But still, Patrick is just as proud as he is of the prince.
Even though Mary accidentally tried to "stick around a little longer and Patrick would explode," Addy forgave me for saying, "Don't." Besides, this time they're going to hold my hand if I'm going to let them stand up.
If Mary was unable to move and turned her gaze toward Patrick, he took an envelope out of the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to the council for progress.
A fine envelope.
It must be a letter from the corresponding house around being waxed. But the sealed wax being pressed is not the same as the royal one or the Dice family's.
If we pass that on to the Council's progress, the progress confirmed inside opened our eyes. "This is…" I can see from the leaked voice that it is not just a letter.
"This… is a power of attorney to entrust the Albert family with a decision on this resolution"
"Power of attorney? In our house? Who?
Mary rounds her eyes properly to a story she doesn't even expect.
Those with domestic authority are in this council as long as they can remember. Some people are far away and unable to cope with a sudden convocation, but this is not the kind of friendship to which a resolution is delegated.
If Mary seemed to wonder who the hell was going out of their way to give a power of attorney, she would say the name of the house that the facilitator with the power of attorney had written down for reading.
To the name mentioned, indoors purposefully come out.
But not so much. So much authority, so to speak, comparable to this indoor.
Headed by the famous Eldland family. It is accepted that all responsibility is borne by the owner when he signs and does something.
One man called Patrick when he heard it. He has a slightly tight look because, of course, it's the side he was assuming Alicia was a fake princess.
"Why is Patrick doing this..."
"This morning, the Eldland family principals brought it on themselves. If you doubt it, you can give confirmation to the Dice family. I told him to slow down until he heard the resolution, so he should be making tea by now."
The story of Patrick returning it with an extra grin would be true.
Hearing that, a figure emerges of Eldland homeowner Guidus relaxing in the House of Dice behind Mary's brain. Of course there is a parfet next to it.
If I imagine the sight, I would also solicit gratitude for them, and Mary moaned and laughed small in her heart, "Maybe I could add about twenty points for you".
The power of attorney carries a family name besides the Eldland family in Guinness, and just asking for that name brings a friend's face to the back of Mary's brain.
The Baltez family, which follows the Eldland family, is Bertina's house. I'm sure my miserable maid was clear with Tung and said, "It's for Sister Mary to hang with your father! ♪ But I guess I said ♪
The Brownies have given their names to Margaret's house and, of course, to Karina's. Both have history, and their authority extends beyond the country.
Mary's brilliant friend in the back of her brain smiles gracefully at her face and says, "It's wonderful to be able to lend across countries." "Yeah, really, this is where authority comes in." Needless to say, Pretend and Mary shuddered a little when they remembered the cold.
The power of attorney at one end of the decision in this room is also a letter from a friend who believes in Mary as it is.
Did Alicia not know about this power of attorney, either, or she has her purple eyes narrowed to the name mentioned. If she's my regular girlfriend, she's about to let her eyes loosen with tears and give thanks. It's not weird that he jumped up and ran out to the Dice house without hugging Parfet right now.
Of course I don't do that now.
"The Ellanders themselves entrusted it to me, treat it with care."
Patrick's words to say so are pale, but they are like inciting him to "do it without hindrance" in the dark. I'm sure you're laughing in your heart.
Whether you know it or not, the facilitator takes care to return the power of attorney to the envelope. The hand movement is strangely slow, probably because he thinks he can't wear one stain without fear of the authority of the successive family names.
"This is… I will refer to it as an opinion"
"Oh, I want you to suck it.... and it's not just opinions that you present from me"
The voice color was further reduced and Patrick retrieved the paperwork.