Continental Hero Senki

........................ Ah. The sky is still blue today. My eyes are probably cloudy as dead fish eyes right now, but the Silesian sky is blue with those eyes. Ugh.

"Uh, Mr. Yuzef? Are you all right, sir?

I looked out the window in the office, and at some point behind me was His Highness Emilia. Apparently I was too obsessed to notice His Highness entering the room.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. Hey, I'm not feeling well lately."

"Really? Then rest today..."

"No, don't worry. I was just staring out the window and playing with butterflies."

"........................... are you sure you're okay?

Her Royal Highness Emilia peered into my face. Apparently, I'm pretty bad.

No, yeah, because I know the cause myself. It wasn't 17 years and 240 months of my life that I wanted to die as much as I do now.

The current date is July 12. I mean, it's been three days since the day I met Mr. Feene, had dinner, ran into Sarah and all sorts of arrests.

I haven't seen Sarah and Mr. Feene face to face since then. You won't be able to talk about anything where it fits, and I'm seeing it get awkward.

You should have hit your hand sooner before this happened, and now I regret it. Whatever you do, you feel stuck. It's just hard knowing it's my fault.

Yeah, but I can't be bothered forever. You can't expose your personal troubles in front of His Highness Emilia at any cost, and more importantly, you have to talk about them at the national level rather than about what doesn't matter at the personal level. I'll switch, or I'll just have to give up.

...... ha.

"More than that, Your Highness. What's going on with the displaced people?

When I heard that, Her Highness Emilia answered nothing for a while. She just stared at my face. Apparently he's still worried, but he came right back to the point.

"... below Viktor II, the nine displaced persons instructed me to come to the Duke's territory at my discretion. We'll probably get to Krakow the day after tomorrow."

Well, it would be a reasonable decision.

It's better to keep a row of displaced people close by to do anything. It's troublesome to be sniffed out by a weird Grand Duke, and if you're going to protect him, you'd better stay in the Duke's territory, which is easy to monitor.

Well, the question is, do we really accept this troublesome displaced person?

"What do you think, Mr. Yuzef?

And, His Highness asked abruptly.

"What is it?

"It's hard to say exactly what... If you insist, what is behind the displaced?"

Indeed. It is unprecedented that the royal family will be in exile. But they actually came. Why. What did you come to Silesia for?

Or as one possibility, the possibility that Sergei deliberately let him get away with it. And the moment Silesia protects Viktor II, she claims, "Silesia kidnapped Prince Viktor II," and may be the soul dare to make it a big name and start a war.

Most of all, I don't even think the Empire will do that during the internal affairs and military reforms. There is no chance that it will be an exodus. Therefore,

"I don't know. Again, not asking the exiles about the situation directly..."

Yes, I just have to answer.

For once, we are exploring trends within the empire through an example information network, but at any rate Krakow and Tsar Ligrad, the imperial capital, are too far apart. The information will come down as early as next week.

So now I can only prepare to welcome Viktor II and his mother.

"Your Highness, could you contact the Security Police or the National Police to lend me someone who can interrogate you?"

"I have no problem with that. Personnel are already supposed to come to Krakow from the Wang capital. I was wondering if this one would probably come the day after tomorrow."

As always, His Highness Emilia is excellent. Maybe you don't have to be me anymore.

And two days later, on the afternoon of July 14.

Krakow came from Wang Du to interrogate Viktor II, one human being from the Security Police Department of the Ministry of the Interior, and Mr. Henrik Mihau Rosenstock from the National Police Department of the Chancellery.

"It's been a while, Mr. Henrik. I hear you've become a lieutenant colonel."

"Oh, with Major Marinovska's success in the case. Most of all, he was left out for months because he was promoted too fast."

Apparently, the Ministry of Military Affairs has taken into account that the birth of a duke man, no matter how much he has accomplished, will be neglected too soon. One reason would be that Mr. Henrik is a princess.

"With that said, how is Major Marinovska?

"... I'm fine. I haven't been able to see you lately."

"Right. I thought I'd say hello, but you don't seem to have time."

Actually, I haven't seen him enough to know if he might be busy.

That's how the door was knocked when I was flowering into a futile conversation with Mr. Henrik in my office. Please, in reply, it was His Highness Emilia who emerged from it.

"Long time no see. Lieutenant Colonel Rosenstock"

"Your Highness also seems magnificent and above all. Congratulations on your promotion, Brigadier General"

"Thank you"

Formal, but seemingly enjoyable, greetings were cut up early and His Highness Emilia cut to the point.

"We have an example customer. I'm in a separate residence in the suburban Duke of Krakowski. Come say hello."