Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

"... Grandpa. Joy, it looks like the war has begun."

"Oh, has the Twile Nation finally made its move? I thought it was now or now, but it's a long way too late."

Grandpa pukes poison as he gives a likable look.

"It means that the Twile Nation is not a single rock either. Some of them are paranoid about fulfilling the snowflake of earlier defeats and obtaining abundance through aggression, while others seem to prioritize taking measures to enrich their country over building up war costs. Both aim the same, and it makes no difference to sacrifice the present. I'm just saying the sacrifices are different."

"Ha ha... I can no longer afford not to have control of consciousness when it comes to starting a war"

"Must be. Well, for me, the Twilight Nation moves, that's all that matters. Your father will have this information in a couple of days. That way, you will always move your diligent brother and a party of generals."

Grandpa...... take the cup offered by Haffies. Hafies Bent Marcid. The name I used to name at the Duke of Almeria's house can actually be Grandpa's.

"I wonder if the evil ones will finally disappear."

"But Master Kaadil. I can't really read to this grandfather... will they work so well? Anyway, I can't imagine anything about them trying to get on the front line."

"They'll all volunteer. The bait is the Duke of Almeria. I've been spreading rumors for a long time.... Father thinks that those who fall into the territory of the Duke of Almeria, who are obsessed with the territory of the Duke of Almeria, will be rewarded immensely. In fact, Father always wants a new territory, and the product of the Duke of Almeria territory is a great favorite. It's real information, isn't it?

"That's true."

"Besides, we all have information about the Duke of Almeria.... seeking abundant land is what greedy people have in common."

"... who the hell put that information out there?"

I laugh silently at Grandpa's whitey questions.

My grandfather laughed again at my reaction, although he seemed to be certain.

"Sure, if I let that rich land fall, maybe I can give myself the Duke's oversight... but I'm delusional"

"That's the thing. Well, I guess they still can't drop it. But that's good. While they're gone, it's a great opportunity for me. To take your father to the throne."

"... Lady Kaadil, please be careful. I confirm that there is only a grandfather on this occasion, but something that is not strange wherever the eyes and ears are hidden within the royal palace. I was wondering if I could be too careful."

"Especially so. But if Grandpa confirmed it, I'm sure of it."

In the words, Grandpa smiled softly with Nicole.

"Desperate father. The only thing I can think of is following your father, brother. A greedy general who rarely boasts of his martial arts and makes his breadth favor the upper echelons of the country. It's full of greed, greed, greed. It would also make sense for wolf smoke to rise from all over the country. My country will never laugh at the Twiles or the Kingdom of Tasmeria."

The Kingdom of Acacia boasts vast national territory and also has numerous resources on its natural rich lands.

Unlike the Kingdom of Tasmeria, it had become a political system in which its territory was not further ruled by each lord but directly by the royal family.

This means that the King's authority is absolutely stronger than that of the Kingdom of Tasmeria.

The beneficence would be immeasurable if King Xian held the crown, but on the contrary, it would be tragic then when the Fool King held the crown.

"My father, too, was once a king who thinks of his people. If you look at the measures on the record, you can ask about them. But with time you were eventually crushed by the heavy pressure... now you only accept words that are ear to ear. I guess that's why wolf smoke is rising from all sorts of places in this country"

"Outreach Maybe every country is the same. overgrown fruit, just as it eventually rots and falls from the inside."

"Hmm..."

"That's why Master Kaadil is a hope for everyone. Please take care of yourself."

"Will we go back there after all?"

"Yes, because it is most abominable that the boredom will disintegrate before it matters."

"... you're no match for Grandpa"

I'm afraid, Grandpa bowed his head to my words.