Continental Hero Senki

The Convention was successfully approved at this meeting, leaving behind only the signature ceremony of the chief representatives of each country, but it was said that the signing ceremony was scheduled for 7 May. Why are the dates so extended when I just sign them? I feel like we could do it right after this fifth meeting, for whatever reason.

Great for diplomacy, this harmonious meeting, with all the major nations of the eastern part of the continent: the Kingdom of Silesia, the Eastern Continent Empire, the Principality of Schauenburg, the Ostmarc Empire, the Carlsbert Vintage Kingdom and the Union of Livonia Nobles. All countries are multiplying this by a considerable amount of diplomacy.

I can't tell you everything, so let's just pick up something that has something to do with the Kingdom of Silesia.

The first, on 3 May, is the official meeting between His Royal Highness Emilia Silesia, First Princess of the Kingdom of Silesia, and His Highness Gregor Reimundt von Romanov-Hermesberger, Second Prince of the Ostmarc Empire.

Until now, the Kingdom of Silesia and the Ostmarc Empire have had a lot of cooperation under the water, but when you think about it, we have not had any official talks at all at the level of senior government officials like this.

Friendship with Ostmarc, which began in Laskino and was sparsely cared for by the Spring War, the Karlsbert Civil War, will have finally spread throughout the continent by this meeting.

Well, those of you who know will know, so I feel more now, but still, this 3rd of May 638 of the continental calendar will officially mean the beginning of the easing of tensions between Silesia and Ostmarc. There is something emotional.

By the way, His Highness Gregor is 19 years old.

For the Kingdom of Silesia, which wants to attach importance to relations with the Ostmarc Empire, some will want to create relations, even outside diplomacy. Regardless of the heart of His Highness Emilia, who is 17 this year, though.

Secondly, an informal meeting took place on 5 May between Count Modesto Benkendorf, Secretary of State of the Emperor of the Eastern Continental Empire, and Baron Geahardt von Steinmeier, nephew of the Duke of Zaifert, President of the Senate, who turned him into a deliberator of the Foreign Ministry of the Union of Livonia Lords.

… it is a strange combination.

The details are unknown because it is informal. Why did Count Benkendorf meet with Baron Steinmeier? If you poke around here, you might see what the Union of Livonia Nobles is thinking.

And, well, here's the thing.

The following 6 May.

In my hotel room, I look at the materials compiled by Mr. Fine on the trends of diplomatic envoys in various countries and think a lot. It is quite complicated and headache to know what relationship each country wants with the other country and what outlook it has.

Even though the relationship between the Kingdom of Silesia and the Empire of the Eastern Continent alone is difficult.

If that's how you're roaring, if you realize it, 20: 30. I was so obsessed with thinking that I almost ate dinner.

What should I do? You can get out of the city and into the right restaurant now, but it's a bit of a hassle...

When I thought so, the door was knocked.

"Who?"

"It's me."

Sarah's voice. I feel like I haven't heard it in a long time.

"You can come in. Because I'm not locked."

"What's that, too careless?

Best of all.

But the hotel itself is locked up because the Duchy of Schauenburg forces are on strict alert, so I don't think the security will change. If there's a strong man breaking into the hotel, there's nothing you can do about it to the extent of the key.

"But I was wondering if you could open it a little bit, my hands are blocked right now."

... I don't know. The moment the door opens, I get anxious that the pigeon tail straight punch will roll out. No, isn't that in the boulder? There isn't, is there?

"A little?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll open it now."

That said, I opened the door on guard for once.

Then, for some reason, it smelled delicious. Surprised to confirm, Sarah had a tray and, naturally enough, the dish was on top of it. And for two.

"Yuzef, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? I brought it."

What, the goddess of salvation meant Sarah...

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When will it be the first time Yuzef and I have eaten dinner alone? Anyway, I'm pretty sure it's been quite a while. Something tells me that Julia and Emilia are often present.

... but rice is just a pretext to meet someone you like (Yuzef) before the building.

I said "like" to him. But soon I embarrassed myself and excused myself.

After that, Yuzef got a little extra space. No, this may just be on my own. I also grasp the sense of distance from Yuzef.

That Ostmarc nobleman, Fine von Linz. If she says it's the cause, it's the cause. It's not her fault. I'm just ugly jealous.

Because it's always that guy who understands Yuzef's story.

And Yuzef, too, understands Fine's story very well.

Yuzef's face, thinking about politics, diplomacy, and saying so, seems ostensibly troubled, and seems to have fun on the inside of it. And that's the same for Fine.

In other words, Yuzef and Fine are compatible.

But I can't do that with Yuzef. I can't do anything for him. Me and Yuzef are completely different.

Maybe Yuzef likes Fine, and he hates me. Come to think of it, I've done a lot of terrible things to Yuzef. I forgot how many times I hit him, and still he helped me many times, and I barely repay him.

I've talked to Emilia, but she laughs and says:

"It's enough for Sarah to stay put."

That.

Even though I was younger, I kind of regretted that I made you care.

But it wasn't until I came to this country that I found out you didn't hate me.

Me, Fine, and Yuzef, when I was gathering information for the Imperial Diplomatic Envoy of the Eastern Continent.

Yuzef gave me an information-gathering job. Even I was a little happy to be able to do that.

So best of luck, good luck.

Even when Weird Osama told me in that "Wang Xuan (Shepta)," I could stand it. I also got the information. Most importantly, Yuzef tried to help me when I was about to be attacked. In the end, it was the Eastern Empire who helped me.

I was a little relieved to find that they didn't hate me.

But I didn't think I could beat Fine.

It was before the meeting that that feeling became stronger. When Fine's sister named Claudia came.

she said. He said it was politically prudent for Yuzef and the daughter of the Count Linz family to get connected.

And another thing, I saw Claudia snuggling with Yuzef, Fine's word "no".

Yeah, Fine said you really liked Yuzef.

That kid's probably just like me.

And unlike me, someone trusted by Yuzef, and useful.

But even if I find that out, I can't give up.

I've been thinking about Yuzef for seven years. I don't want to be taken anymore. In this place, I don't want to be taken. So we have to catch up with Fine.

"Hey, hey, Yuzef. That dossier, what?

"Hmm? Oh, this is a compilation of trends in national diplomatic envoys. Mr. Feene made it for me."

... After all, Fine is at Yuzef's service. Where I don't know, I'm supporting Yuzef. This, unlike me who cares about it just to carry dinner.

Even I want to be of service to Yuzef.

"Let me see."

"Fine... you know what I mean?

"Wow, you'll see!

I know. I'm two years older than Yuzef, so I can do this. I can... I'll try. But why not? I don't know what that material says.

A name I've never seen or heard, a word I don't know what it means. I have no idea what it is.

I can't read it at all. It doesn't help.

'Cause the letters are seeping...

"Hey, hey Sarah!? Why are you crying!?"

"I'm not crying..."

Wiping desperately won't stop what overflows.

I don't even know this. This way, you can't win.

Why... so much...

"Wait a minute, what really happened? It's okay to calm down. Just explain what it means!

The moment Yuzef said that, there was a pitiful sound, Pokon.

It wasn't until after a few seconds that I realized that a powerless Yuzef had slapped me in the head. It didn't hurt at all, and I know he added or subtracted strength, too. But...

"... hey hey hey hey hey!

If I realized, I was letting my emotions beat Yuzef, and pushing him down. He said, "Shit!" or something, but it was from him that I got my hands on it.

"Me! Now! I know how you feel!

Screaming, letting yourself be emotional. Wave your fists down as you horseback riding. But I can't get the power in well. It feels like cutting the sky, that way.

"Even I want to help Yuzef! But not at all! I don't know anything! I don't know what it says!

Over and over again, I hit Yuzef around the dovetail. Weak, beaten.

Oh, no more. Sounds silly. Because he beats people up with emotions, says what he wants to say, confesses that he's an imbecile, and now he likes himself, etc.

".................. sorry"

I just apologized, there's nothing I can do.

This will end me and Yuzef's friendship. This is how it ended because I'm all fuzzy...,

"Howatah!"

"Yikes!?"

Yuzef chopped on my head with a strange hanging voice. And now it hurt a little because I meant it.

"You asshole!

"... ha!?"

And I've been cursing you. Plus now you've said something I care so much about. I tried to hit him unintentionally, but Yuzef moved before that and grabbed my arm.

"I don't know what's making you emotionally unstable, but we all know it's not helping where Sarah says it at all."

He said so without hesitation.

"... I know. So I'm useless, but I like Yuzef. But not like this at all..."

"Uh... yeah, you know what?"

Do you understand my feelings?

Yuzef scratches his cheeks with Polypoli and looks uncomfortable.

"All right, Sarah. I'll tell you one thing first."

"... what"

"I don't hate what Sarah says. I'd rather like it."

"............... Yes?

"And then Sarah's like, oh, come on, I don't even think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it, I think, I think about it, I think about it,

"... Ha! That's what Yuzef likes..."

"... Well, I appreciate you doing all this, but no. I prefer Sarah, who acts without thinking."

Yuzef is a true face and says such a dialogue without shame.

Ha, I don't know, it sounds silly that I've been thinking about it a lot...

"Hey, Yuzef."

"Hey, Sarah."

"... me, I like Yuzef."

I could really say that.

I don't know if it's because it's the second time, or because they told me they like to act without thinking.

"... Ah, that's pretty embarrassing to be told from the front again"

"Don't say that... Even I, uh, am embarrassed... So, what about, uh, Yuzef?

"Er, yeah, well..."

"What, if you don't like it, don't like it and say it clearly"

"Ok, ok, so stop putting it on your shoulder?

Shit, with the usual habits.

"Sarah, let's be honest"

"Ugh, yeah......"

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"If you like it or not, you definitely like it. I just don't know if that feels the same as Sarah. This is who I really am."

Yeah, for now, let's hit him with one shot.

I slapped Yuzef's dovetail. A short scream can be heard from below.

Damn, I didn't just embarrass one person... anymore.

... but not like him.

And I feel a little lighter. I found out you didn't hate me, and maybe it's possible.

Let's not think about it.

Yuzef told me that was fine.

"Yuzef."

"Hey, Sarah."

To Yuzef, wary of being beaten, I decide to tell him in words, not fists.

"Me, I'll drop you."