"Uncle Enjour said he regained consciousness. Outside, the lining is also sweet."

Lord Rhine didn't have any luck.

With the ease of hammering, Mars-Barr gave an ironic grin back to the person lurking in the shadows ahead. On the other side of the shadow, I don't know what they're thinking. I can't see the look on your face. It is difficult to read the emotional flow without even looking at the expression.

Uncle Enjour - I mean, the reward of Setuna-Kamiya regaining consciousness is something I knew before I asked him. It is information that has disturbed not only the Royal Palace, but the entire Wang Capital. There's no way Mars-Barr didn't know, and the other guy, he must have told you that after figuring it out.

I've tried it, but it doesn't mean anything.

"Luck? No. He's nothing but a trace of the Anslius family, as it turns out. I only think about the house, about myself. How's your lord? Lord Mars-Barr."

"Ha. I only think of Myon."

"It will be. That's fine. Thinking about the country is what the exchangers do."

Mars-Barr was relieved by his opponent's reaction. You only have to avoid getting the wrong answer and buying the other person's unhappiness.

Mars-Bahr is the Chancellor of Mion. He was prime minister and was in a position to divide up all of Mion's national politics. The current king Isius Ray-Mion had entrusted Mars with everything in order to conduct his government, sometimes with a lack of knowledge and experience. Maybe it's more right that I set it up to be left to you. In other words, Mion was no exaggeration to say that Mars-Barr was ruling. That and this was thanks to Gandia's cooperation in the establishment of Isius, at which time it was the figure in the shadows who gave his best efforts.

When I meet him, I feel a tremendous sense of tension and oppression, but that would be due to Mars-Barr's own weakness. He himself had never taken intimidating words and actions against Mars, but rather serenity itself. He is a gentle, noble man of his waist.

"I, too, think of this country. The way this country is, the way this country ends."

"Not in His Majesty's way," he said?

"I've said it many times, but it's going to be broke any minute in his way. You think it's the unity of a small group of nations? Make me laugh."

It was at the end of the Zalwarn War that Leongand illustrated the reunification of the group of small continental states. That's how you answered Mirelbas-Ryburn's question. With his ambitions revealed, Mars-Barr finally needed to be careful.

Uniting the group of small continental States means that, sooner or later, Myon is also going to swallow.

There is no reason to allow such outrage.

"" Ugh ”is“ Ugh ”. Warm, sweet. I can't even get Gracia taken hostage and sweep away the Empress. I would have twisted it with force, such as one of Reins' parties."

The opponent, as he threw up, took a seat.

"... well, say hello to Your Majesty and then we'll go back to the city."

"Are you tired of Lord Rhine?"

"No... he has something to use. but not yet that time of year. That's all."

"Hmm..."

"It's about you being careful, too. If I find out you're seeing me, I'll keep Rhine on guard. He believes in me as His Majesty's advocate."

The man went without even laughing. Rhine isn't the only one who believes that. During Gandhia, no, most people who know him, both inside and outside Gandhia, think of him as someone on the side of Leongando. Until a long time ago, Mars thought the same thing. I had to think so.

Because he existed for Leongand.

"Speaking of which, is there any demand for military horses in Myon?

The merchant's face, which inadvertently gave him a peek, had made it difficult to grasp his identity.

"Also, interrogation?

Elenia-Diphone sighed heavily at the unchanged appearance of the three phases who came in the room.

"There's nothing more to talk about."

"Isn't today an interrogation? I really need to tell you something."

Opening his mouth among the three was, by decision, a woman named Meath-Siren. It doesn't look like the wind that she's the greatest of the three, doesn't mean she has skillful bargaining skills, and simply, maybe that's what she wanted personally. I guess it also means I have enough strength to be allowed to do that.

The prison substitution room was too large to keep one Elenia locked up, but it felt narrow if four adults gathered. Of course, I've always known they weren't the ones to consider that. And becoming one of the Meath-Sirens has also been known during previous interrogations.

Comparing the three people who arrive at each fixed position, it can be seen that the two men, except Meath, are visiting this room as a job. Only one, Meath, seemed to have more enthusiasm than to carry out the mandate given to him.

Meath came from a small town called Karan, where there was a verse worshipping Setuna like God who saved Karan from the Great Fire. Against Elenia, who tried to kill that subject of faith, it is also not clear that she would pluck her fangs out.

"What do you want to tell me? Oh, I wonder if you've set a date for the execution."

Elenia said in a mild tone. If Gandia had notified her, wouldn't that be the only thing?

"I'm afraid not."

"Yes, I'm really sorry."

She snapped in some despair. All she can hope for is prompt death, more than the murder has failed and she has become a prisoner. That's why I told you everything I could have. I just wanted to end the crap interrogation and make it easier.

Only dying was her hope.

"Master Setuna has regained consciousness."

The tone of Meath-Siren is something like not being able to hide out the excitement, and its funny, perhaps, only Elenia can tell. He didn't die, even though he was fatally wounded. You'll wake up one day. The fact that I was unconscious until today is more surprising.

Elenia did nothing special, albeit to kill Setuna. I just stabbed him with a prepared dagger.

"... yes"

"If you try, you won't be able to regret it."

"... yeah, right. Perhaps so."

I didn't boil any feelings for the look on the face of the winning Meath, maybe because it no longer mattered.

That's what I found out when I stuck the blade in Setuna.

I just killed him, and the reality doesn't change anything.

Whether he's dead or alive, Wayne will never come back to her again. It may all seem vain because it has become aware of its harsh facts. The hatred that was burning his whole body, the killing that was dyeing his mind, the vengeance that was stiffening his consciousness, all seemed pointless now.

"So, what's wrong with that?

"Huh!"

Elenia asked, the woman seemed snotty, but she just didn't get her hands on it.

As I've found out since the interrogation began, the Gandians mean they behave well. I mean, I'm terribly afraid of violating the law. Acts of violence against prisoners and prisoners were violations of the statute and were clearly punishable. Even if that is a space out of the sight of others, I can see the high level of loyalty of the Gandians to the statute because it suppresses their actions.

She looked at two other people besides Meath, thinking about what didn't matter in that sense. The two men seem stunned by Meath's attitude, but it doesn't mean they're sympathetic to Elena. They are also pure Gandians. Don't let him have it, such as the passion for someone who tried to kill Setuna, a key figure for Gandhia.

Then a while later, the three of them tried to leave the room. Elenia wanted to laugh when she found out that she only came to tell her that Setuna really woke up. Maybe it was a little vengeance on Elenia if you try it meath.

Elenia inquired toward Meath's back.

"Is it possible that the next time you come is when the execution is scheduled?

"I guess."

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it."

Seeing the door shut strong, Elenia erased the grin that was floating.

The time of death is imminent.

Thinking about it, I could see my thoughts sinking into the dark. You just sink into the darkness of an invisible ignorance. He's waiting for me before I sink. I felt that way and my heart just lightened a little bit.

Because only by dying can you be reunited with him.