That night, Liddy accompanied Alberto and visited the Empress.
"I'm sorry I'm late. Hate and this is the only time I've had."
As soon as she saw Liddy entering the room, the Empress let her put up a glass in her hand.
After a day of official duties, I guess he looks lenient. She has long, wavy hair down reminiscent of the scorching sun, dressed in a glossy dress resembling a billord, and sitting somewhat back in a twisted chair. The figure, while powerful as if he had preceded the king of the hundred beasts, also makes him find himself badly attractive as one woman.
Now, the knight who brought us this far disappears outside the room, and indoors it will be just ourselves. After confirming it, Liddy walked over to her again.
"How's the investigation going? Or maybe not. Apparently, inviting people to socialize under my auspices is becoming a fashion in our country these days."
"We do a lot for you. Thanks to this, I learned a lot of interesting stories. Some of them would love to be in His Majesty's ear."
Fine.
Respond to the empress who tells her to sit near herself with her gaze and sit back in the chair. Then, in order to be paying, the Empress pours wine into the glass with her own hands and gives it to Liddy. Then she tilted her neck when she saw him not moving through the side of the door, trying to prepare Alberto's share as well.
"What, you're standing so far away. Come. Even though you are a squire, you are also a guest. Then you won't be able to drink the wine just now."
"Yes, no, that's..."
"Forgive me, Your Majesty. He has only seen His Majesty so close, and already he feels nothing."
To Alberto, who blues his face and begs for help with a glance, he has no choice but to serve him a helpboat, even though Liddy is tearing it up. Even though I have served the Duke's family since I was a young child and am used to the nobility, if that famous empress were the opponent, I would be afraid of Alberto.
The Empress herself, being frightened or feared by her opponents, seemed like a daily tea meal, and she did not seek any more strongly. Instead, it is so rarer to be like Alicia, who let her empress opponent stand around alone.
"To the same friendship, and prosperity, between the two countries," she hung her red lips.
"So, yeah. I'm looking into who now."
"About your right arm, Chancellor Eric Yugdrasil"
In response to Liddy, Emperor Elizabeth's eyebrows move flashly. Tilt the glass to dampen her lips, then she clasped her shoulders boringly.
"That man is not a Unitarian"
"Yeah, that's right. His Excellency the Chancellor, he should not have been a unitary. At least not until I can give it to the next king."
Seeing the Empress with inclusion, she tilted the glass again, keeping her silence pierced.
Unified Imperialist. It completely disappeared from the tabular stage after the empress took office, but it was a party that had existed in Aardar since ancient times, and at its height even the king of time took it in and marched it north again and again.
When Elizabeth was in the vortex of the throne succession struggle, many of the patriarchs who had long been in the centre of the Senate, or Aardhar, claimed a united empire. There is a background to the attempt to once again put forward "sorrow" accomplishments as wolf smoke to rebuild exhausted Aardar.
Raven, the First Prince, who had been taken in by the Old Senate, endorsed this. Meanwhile, Elizabeth, who had risen to the surface stage with the backing of Beatrice, laughed with her nose and kicked her ass.
And Eric Yugdrasil, one of the arms of the First Prince of Raven at the time and a friend of his old knowledge, also denied the Unitarian claims.
"Master Yugdrasil was originally promised to be prime minister at the dawn when His Royal Highness Raven took office."
"... I hear the people of my country are delighted to hear such old stories."
"I'm sorry to hear you say that. I asked, and he was kind enough to tell me."
Prime Minister Eric Yugdrasil, who serves the closest place to Emperor Elizabeth in pushing for a radical policy and supports the shadows on a daily basis as a connector with the nobles.
Originally, he was the side of Raven, who had been the Empress's political enemy and first in the order of succession to the throne, and tried to disengage him from the Senate by honoring his friends, who were supposed to be puppets of the Senate of the Dungeons.
But Yugdrasil's words, which kept sounding the alarm, never reached Raven, and eventually the two broke apart.
Not so much as Yugdrasil left his former place, and the First Prince was shut down on suspicion of plotting Elizabeth's assassination. One theory also says that it was the evil ministers around them, not the prince himself, who planned the assassination. But either way, because of the incident, the prince was to lose his life in prison.
The nobles talk to each other.
There was no king's vessel in Raven.
With him, I'm glad there's nothing to fall for even Yugdrasil...
Unlike Elizabeth, who suppresses everyone with an overwhelming charisma close to fear, it will be because she earns everyone's trust with intelligent warmth. With respect and intimacy, the nobles were happy to teach us these matters.
"In doing so, I heard something about Master Yugdrasil that bothered me. Even so, I don't believe a few people who told me, and it's a matter of not having a rumoured area without roots or leaves."
"I don't mind. Tell me."
To the Empress urging ahead, Liddy meets with respect. Reaching for the water, pouring wine into the Empress's glass, which was becoming empty, before Liddy looked at her from between her reddish hair.
"Chancellor Yugdrasil has only once in the past advanced his integration with Heilland to Emperor Elizabeth. But even Eric Yugdrasil couldn't change Her Majesty's mind."
The look on the Empress's face remains the same. Liddy challenged herself out to rock the glass without denial or affirmation.
"Here's my view. Rumor is, it's true. Apart from the Unitarian claims, there are reasons for wanting the integration of the two countries, Master Yugdrasil. No, there it is. It was supposed to be the reason it was lost long before the disease."
Different? And, Liddy folds.
Emperor Elizabeth does not answer. Close your red red lips tightly and take Liddy's gaze from the front.
But when she finally tried to open her heavy mouth,
- The glass slipped off Emperor Elizabeth's hand, making a high noise and smashing it to pieces.
"... what?
At her feet are splashes of glittering fragments of vitreous and red liquid. Deep green eyes are stained with surprise and staring at themselves at hand. - Liddy returned to me too, realizing that his hand was trembling in small pieces.
"Sire, are you hurt? Immediately..."
"First of all. This, is... Huh!?"
"Your Majesty!!"
The Empress's body creeps and Liddy takes it. In his arms Emperor Elizabeth is shaking slightly. Where Liddy yelled to Alberto to call people, the Empress herself stopped her.
"Stop, man! Don't call anyone!
"But, Your Majesty"
"They set me up!
Liddy hastily holds back the queen, who then coughed up bitterly. The wine spreading on the ground creates a stain on the hem of the Empress's dress. That caught my eye, and Liddy finally understood everything.
Poison. Emperor Elizabeth's glass was filled with poison.
But who. When. As various questions ran through her head, Liddy looked up to the voice of the newly sounded young woman.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty. I think I just heard something loud..."
I guess I heard the glass crack. A fearful samurai entered the room and breathed on the spot.
A stunned, open eye saw the empress slipping off her chair and Liddy holding it. Seeing those eyes, it was more obvious than seeing the fire what she had in mind when she saw this situation.
"So, someone! Someone...!!"
"Wait!"
The call is also empty, and the samurai pops up.
With her bright white head, Liddy lowered her hand.
A large number of knights will be pushing here soon.
You will be caught like this. I tried to make the Empress a deceased, as a rebel.
At that time, there was a dry sound and a spark scattered in front of Liddy.
"Calm down, you idiot."
Fulfilling, it was the empress who was supposed to be poisonous and unfavourable to her whole body's freedom who slapped Liddy's cheek vigorously. The Empress grabbed his chest barn further to Liddy, who looked open and touched his slapped cheek.
"Still, the hand, there should be. Think about it. Next, one hand."
I guess I've made a promise to Alicia. Interruptly, still questioned in a strong tone, Liddy's head cooled rapidly.
That's right. Easy, think.
Sutherland must make a promise.
Because that is the hold of a clan that has been passed down pulsely.
"Alberto"
If you noticed, Liddy was screaming. With the Empress supported by her arms, he looks back at his squire, who was stunned by the way things were going, and he gives instructions quickly.
"Go, Al. The destination is the residence of Foreign Minister Crown. Rely on your wife. Tell her the truth."
"So, though. Oh no, boy...?!"
"The knights are coming, go quickly! You're the only one I can count on!
Please. As Liddy continues, Alberto, who takes his serious glance, swallows his sagging and spitting with a tense face. When he continued to snort, the colour of strong readiness was floating in the eyes of his squire.
You must be wary of rushing knights. Instead of daring the door behind himself, Alberto flinches himself out of an open window. For a moment Liddy peeled off her eyes a little, but there was a pattern between knowing each other from an early age. If he's surprisingly physically capable, he should be able to get down safely and run away confused at night, shaking his head immediately.
I asked you, Al.
As Liddy watches in the comfort of praying for a window where her squire disappears, her back becomes noisy on the pretend, and the knights slip in through the rough, open door.
I thought you were finally here. Liddy looked back to the intruders with dignity as a glimmer of sweat slipped off her forehead.
There was no better choice than to flee to Liddy himself than to be at the scene where Emperor Elizabeth fell. If we dazzle ourselves from this scene, we can only be more charged.
And at the same time, he was sure. That the mastermind must always show up on this occasion to see the moment Liddy is captured.
That is why he deserved a messenger sent by royal decree and took the gaze of the knights without a little fright.
But the next moment, Liddy glanced.
Behind the knights pointing their sharp cuts at themselves were two human beings. One, as expected, Prime Minister Yugdrasil. He smiles calmly, just like he did the other day when I saw him all over the corridor. And the other - it is the First Prince Fritz who turns a chilling eye from next to the Chancellor.
There is nothing unnatural about Prince Fritz rushing to this occasion. But as soon as his gaze was exchanged, the prince smiled faintly - a dark, freezing grin on his neat face. So, Liddy realized.
"I see," Liddy spit out, with an invincible grin. "If you turn Your Majesty against your enemies, who should the mastermind be on your side? - That choice was the boldest I ever imagined."
One of the knights waves down the pattern of the sword. A shock ran on the back of his head with the dull sound, and Liddy's consciousness melted into the dark.