Continental Hero Senki

31 March.

Probably the end of the battle opens tomorrow. I can't get to work if I think so.

According to a story from Ms Fine, the eastern border begins with Her Highness Emilia, with Sarah, Radek and Maya as well. They're all better than me. From what I've seen of His Highness Emilia's proposed operation, he won't lose, but he's also certain that theory and action are different. I hope everyone survives safely at least......

"My hands are stopping. Captain Waresa."

"Oh, excuse me Major..."

He gets several attention today and tries to focus on processing the documents in front of him. but the intention also stops my hand again without holding it for 5 minutes. And Major Damrosh cautioned...... infinite loop below.

Whether you felt pity for me like that or disturbed me, Major Damrosh suggested.

"... no more rest today"

"Yes?"

The time now is only 1 o'clock at noon. Half the work is still done, on the contrary, a third is not done. I don't think I'm talking about the level that if I rest here, I'll accumulate work.

"I'll do it later. So you can rest."

"But..."

"When you were out collecting information, I was the one who set up all your affairs. Even more so where Captain Waresa is gone. Besides, it doesn't seem to be working today."

I can't say anything. I don't think I was bothering the Major before I knew it. A new deputy aide (15 years old), from a peasant who pushes work on Major Damrosh, an officer of the Grand Duchy, and has face-to-face knowledge with the princess.

Yeah, tell me. Why am I still alive?

"... excuse me"

"I don't mind. Just go."

Major Damrosh says so without looking me in the eye and makes an "get out" gesture. Really.

I'm sorry.

Go out for a change of mood and take a walk. Even so, there is limited time to say where I'm going in Esterburg. It is about Lily (Lilium), a coffee shop in front of the Imperial Attorney General's Office in the Eastern Continent.

Somehow the store people remembered my face because I became a regular. It feels like the usual seats are empty. The customer service comes out with coffee and sweets even though I didn't ask for anything. And for about 20 minutes, observing the Clerk's Office outside the window, he's recently been spoken to by the owner of a voice he hears so much about.

"You're pretty relaxed to say your country stands in times of crisis, aren't you?

I respond by looking her in the eye, reflecting on the window.

"I did what I did. All you have to do is pray to God."

"Doesn't look like you're praying to me?

With that said, as usual, she sits directly across the street without asking for my permission, and even orders as she deserves. Will it still be my payment today?

"Because the God I believe in is not like fulfilling a wish"

"Oh. So what kind of god are you?

"Goddess of the battlefield, did I just say? It's more efficient to make concrete proposals to this god, not prayers."

"I see. Surely in that god opponent praying just ends up in jail."

She doesn't try to see my face with her either. This is the same as always.

"... things are going wrong for a while today. I know how you feel."

"Oh, do you understand?"

"Yep. You're not good at faceless expressions, so you'll soon find out."

That's crazy. I've been practicing pretty hard since the Major put me through it.

"Now we'll just have to wait. Because our arms are not long enough to reach Silesia."

"I don't like to wait."

On a date, I said to her, "Oops! Wait a minute?" What a charming feeling. I don't like to wait long enough to break up at that moment. Being late for promises is the usual means because I don't like waiting.

"The captain showed devotional work until last month, and obtained information and relationships to help save his country. Didn't you work hard enough?"

"... that's unusual. I can't believe you compliment people. Is it snow tomorrow?

"Even I praise you when I praise you. I just didn't get a chance to compliment you. Sometimes it snows in April."

"That's a surprise."

Even more praiseworthy now, I don't really feel it, and I'm not old enough to be happy with snow. When it snows, it's hard to commute, and I just think the snowflake is troublesome. Oh, but I think women in winter clothes are attractive.

"How long have you been snooping through the attorney general's office?

"Till you get tired of it?"

"What if it's time to get tired of it?

"Isn't that imperial language a little strange..."

But I'm sure I'm getting tired of it. Nobody in or out of the Office of the Attorney General, and people on the road were just Osama.

And for the first time today, I saw Mr. Fine in person, not through the windowsill. Middle-income clothing, as usual, but with a slightly different point.

"... the colour of your clothes is a little brighter"

Is it because the season shifted from winter to spring? I wonder if you care surprisingly stylishly.

"I would have loved to hear that word long enough ago, but it was a little late."

"That's unfortunate"

If I had seen her from the beginning, I would have liked her, but I don't know if I would have done anything.

"... the international situation and I hope it can change quickly, like a jacket."

"Unfortunately, wearing small clothes doesn't mean you've lost weight."

"But sometimes even if I desperately try to eat less and exercise more, I fail to get back to my original weight. Then I wonder why I've been working so hard."

"That's a grand tour. As I have said many times," We will do our best to wait for Heavenly Fate. "

"... I'm really anxious that you've done all you can."

Speaking of what I did, I would simply have negotiated with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Ostmarc Empire. It was up to Fine and Lisel to gather information, and Fine and the others were sending that information. It was Mr. Fine, rather, who ran out of personnel.

"You are neither a diplomat nor an embassy attaché nor an ambassador ad hoc and plenipotentiary. I'm just a stationed martial officer. What you've done so far is more of a feat?

"It's nothing to lift, is it?

"That's a shame. That's not worth the compliment."

She gracefully drinks tea when she says so. This kind of thing is Zara, so even if it's praised in good faith, it must mean something behind it, which is what makes me sad. I'm sure you're not serious about that right now.

"Well, I think it was good for me. But if you look at it as a diplomat, you'll be at a loss."

"Really?

"Yep. After all, we couldn't stop the war."

said the great old man. "War is what is on the extension of diplomacy," he said. That means exploring the avoidance of war by diplomacy and still having no choice but to fight it. But this time, I didn't do any diplomacy to my Eastern Empire counterpart. I didn't negotiate to avert war because I dealt with Ostmarc. I don't think there was a crow who went to war without effort and waited for heavenly destiny.

"That won't be possible. This war is the arbitrariness of Emperor Ivan Xue, and you have the authority..."

"Sure, but I think we could have done more."

Eastern Continental Imperial opponents, certainly could not have been helped. But what about Ostmarc opponents? Making the Silesia-Ostmarc alliance, for example, should have been a powerful deterrent. Even if we don't actually tie it, it's also possible that the emperor would have thought of it if he had somehow circulated information to the imperialists.

I also think that some more favourable conditions could have been drawn out for our foreign minister, Marquis Coudenhoff. Could it have requested the dispatch of a martial arts force, like Laskino, rather than an official alliance? Even if that were not possible, would it not have been possible to attach conditions to the supply of supplies and weapons? That could have had a better chance of winning.

Besides, if you win this war, it will undoubtedly be Sergei Romanov, the Great Nephew of the Crown Prince, who will be the 60th Emperor. How will it affect Silesia if he reaches the throne? Would it not have been better to have sided with the Emperors to create a civil war structure within the Eastern Continental Empire?

In that way, Mr. Feene just said in a short, small voice to me that just keeps bothering me with no conclusion.

"… at least you have moved the history of the continent. Be proud of that."

It won't be time to be proud or ashamed, yet to judge.

I couldn't say anything for a while and all I could do was put a cold coffee in my mouth.

... bitter.