Continental Hero Senki

Brigadier General Sternback pissed me off.

That should be it, too. He met with the Minister for Foreign Affairs of the Ostomark Empire, calling it information-gathering, and even asked the Minister to cooperate. It's supposed to be the ambassador's job. Besides, I was reluctant to talk about what the talks were about, so it's already too much. I'm reflecting.

Well, Silesia hasn't lost anything about this one. I was going to make a loan, though.

22 January.

I tried to go out again today, calling it intelligence-gathering... but was stopped by the chief aide, Major Damrosh. The Major obviously has a look of suspicion for me. I don't like it, I work vigorously for Silesia, okay? So let go of that hand, if you're beautiful, you won't come cum even if the Major pulls you over anyway. It comes cum, though, in the contractionary sense of the heart.

"Where are you going?

"... outside?

I wonder about this answer.

"I know that. I'm asking you exactly what you're going to do."

"Uh, uh, you know"

No way, silly. Honestly, "I'm going on a meeting (date) with Count Linz's daughter! I can't say." Something like this, speaking of an excuse not to feel uncomfortable in this situation......

"Cohon. Uh, I thought I'd put my exploration into the Imperial Embassy of the Eastern Continent of the Ostmarc Empire."

"Hmm? How?

"Well, I'm not doing that big of a thing. Just stake out in front of the embassy and watch who goes in and out of the embassy."

I've been able to tell pompous lies since I got here, too. Everything is bad politics.

But it's not exactly a lie. It is common to examine people entering and leaving embassies to examine trends in other countries. Probably.

"Hmm? Then I guess I should take someone with me, Captain. It's gonna be tough being alone."

"No, I'm fine. More than two people could be suspected. Besides, it's easier for one person to move and escape without being suspicious."

"Is that what this is about?

"That's what it is."

Anyway, I don't care what you say, stalkers will gush. Too much movement...

"... well. Then do your best for my country."

"Naturally."

At this time, our allies are more troublesome than the Eastern Empire.

---

For the Eastern Continental Empire, Silesia and Ostmarc are the only rebel forces on the border, not the country. but since the independent approval of Pervel III, the 55th Emperor of the Eastern Continental Empire, he has for the time being been formally treated as a state of the same rank. It was then that the embassies of the Eastern Continental Empire were officially placed in each country. "Officially," I said, "there were already outside offices, like informal embassies, before Purvel III. Its name is the Office of the Attorney General. It was a pavilion staffed by clerks who monitored and investigated the border areas and made compromises with the central government.

There are still many Eastern Continental Imperial nobles who do not recognise the independent approval of each country. And it was often aristocratic to become a bailiff. For this reason, the Eastern Continental Empire continues to use the term "Office of the Attorney General" without using the word "embassy". Then there is no foreign ministry, and instead there is the State Department.

gossip (aside from that).

Eastern Continental Imperial Attorney General's Office, Toto Embassy. Either name is fine. The official name is the attorney general's office, but the contents are a fine embassy. The exterior is still splendid. If the Embassy of the Kingdom of Silesia is a mansion, the Office of the Imperial Secretary of the Eastern Continent becomes a palace. Don't say the embassy's decadence is proportionate to national power.

Incidentally, the number of associates in the name of stalker increased from two to three. I didn't get my arm up where it increased. Rather, it stands out extra because of the increase. Shouldn't it be time to hire a professional?

But it's hard to do when you have other people's eyes. Oh, I told Major Damrosh. There's no way I'm going to be here to tongle and meet the Earl of Linz. What's the matter?

In the meantime, I'll stick out a mess near the entrance to the Office of the General Counsel. Focus on the air, not doing anything in particular.... Yeah, that's suspicious.

So, I saw the shadow I was used to seeing coming from the right direction there. Hmm. You can try to make contact, but I have the eyes of the attorney general's office and the tracker, and I just have to act like I'm not suspicious here.

She probably knows this one exists, or maybe she knows where I am. That's the look I used to say daughter of a middle-class house in Esterburg today. Still got the details. All right, then I guess it's time to get serious, too.

When she approached about five steps from me, I went into operational action.

Cohon.

"Hey there sister! You don't tea with me!?

……

“She has eyes like a pig in a pig farm” is exactly her condition now. No, you know, I'm sorry. But I can't.

"What do you think? Why don't you talk to me about the future at the coffee shop there!?

Hands crossed, I nag her like a retarded looking gal man. Do it yourself. What, but I want to die.

……

Say something. Because it's embarrassing.

I also thought, during the bundle, that she had opened her small, sighing rear eyes for a moment, and uplifted herself.

"It's lovely! Be sure to let me give you a gift!

She's so cute and so loud. Plus she replies with a nori. But his eyes were dead.

---

The coffee shop Lily (Lilium) is located near the Office of the Imperial Secretary of the Eastern Continent. Unlike the "Black Cat's Hand" Renze Charnie Cot "in Silonsk, the old coffee shop had an atmosphere that also raised the age group of its guests.

"So, what was that earlier?

I couldn't think of any other good hands.

It was the daughter of a nobleman named Fine von Linz who I snuck up on in shame. It's super rude of you to think of the Countess... and now I regret it. It should be noted that she still has eyes on me like she sees trash.

"I thought you were a little smarter."

"I'm sorry I didn't meet your expectations, but I'm a retard."

"Well, I can't help but say something that's passed. Your luxury today."

"Ahai."

After all, Mr. Feene seems angry.

"Well, we're friends who made love confessions in letters, right?

"... Ah, clerk. Will you give me the most expensive thing in this store?

"I'm sorry, I'm on track. Forgive me."

Even though Esterburg prices are high, salaries are relatively thin because they are paid by Silesian price standards. I don't want to waste it on this. Besides, I don't like to call that Foreign Minister your grandfather.

But my desperate apologies and prayers were vain, and some luxurious baked sweets (cakes) were carried. I can't solve it.

"Jokes aside, what were you doing in front of the attorney general's office?

If you're joking, why don't you feed me what Mr. Fine is talking about? Those who are eating by others want to eat something that looks delicious.

"... don't look like a child with such a thing. It's disgusting to hear that."

"Excuse me......"

They said it was disgusting...... But what is this feeling? I don't hate it.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

Mr. Feene somehow stuck the fork out in front of me. At the tip of the fork was a strawberry stab that pitilessly broke up with baked confectionery (cake) for good.

"Please hurry. My arms get tired."

"Oh, uh, what is this?"

There's blood dripping down that strawberry while I'm checking the situation.

"We met young men and women in the Chinese capital. If so, it is normal to do this. Please help us deceive the tracker's eyes."

I mean, do what you call "ahem" like a retarded couple! She says. Wow......

But I have no choice. It is the seed that I have sown, if I do not reap it, the fields will be rough.

"... then I'm sorry. I'll have it."

That's what I said. I'm not brave enough to execute right away. It took about 10 seconds to open my mouth and another 10 seconds to move my face forward.

I'm not gonna eat forever. Did Mr. Feene boil the business or stick a fork in his mouth? Or the strawberries hit the back of my throat and made me nauseous for a moment. Successfully managed to knock out the nausea with the characteristic acidity of strawberries, but almost guerrilla vomiting in front of a beautiful girl at risk.

"How was the taste?

"It tastes like love"

It also tastes a little like gastric juice.

"That's fine."

She continued eating baked sweets (cakes) without saying anything about "ahem" or my jokes. I use the fork as it is on the case, but you don't care about indirect kissing or anything in this world. Or is Mr. Feene special? Yeah, that's the latter.

"So, let's get back to it, what were you doing?

"I didn't do anything. You came when I was worried about what to do."

It's a proper excuse for Major Damrosh, what a pity, so I can't tell you.

"If you were going to keep an eye on people entering and leaving the attorney general's office, that was a waste of effort."

"Oh, really?

"Yep. The Attorney General's office is on the lookout for the FBI from time to time, and he was willing to tell you if anything special happened to him."

Are you serious?

You're not going to get your head up to the Earl of Linz anymore. I've already made enough loans to be bankrupt.

"But why are you cooperating so much?

"Because that leads to national interests. You don't have to worry about borrowing."

"Even if Mr. Feene doesn't mind, I do."

In the future, if we find a mine of oil or coal in Silesia, we might have to let it develop with the capital of the Counts of Linz. I don't know when, and I don't know if there's a mine in the first place.

"Then I have another question, how did you know where I was?

"It's an easy thing. You have been moving vigorously since the dawn of the year. A Silesian diplomat, who also met the Minister for Foreign Affairs, is walking alone in the imperial capital. For example, it's only natural to put one or two watchmen on the lookout."

"Well, still..."

"Yep. Your eyes might know which tracker I have prepared."

Where are they? I only tried to move my gaze so my tracker wouldn't be suspicious. can't find it. I wonder if he's out of sight...... What, that? If you say so, you won't see my tracker. Where have you been? Did you suddenly wake up to your ability to be a tracker?

"Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you, the suspicious troika that was chasing you stubbornly contacted the security authorities before they met you. I most likely used my diplomatic privileges to escape, but I'm no longer here."

What's scary about it? FBI scared.

"... so that's it, what the hell was that farce earlier?

If I didn't have a tracker, I wouldn't have needed that stupid couple acting.

…………

Say something.