Continental Hero Senki

Elena Romanova, Empress of the Eastern Continent Empire.

Victor Romanov II, second in the right to inherit the Empire of the Eastern Continent.

It was undoubtedly the least favored visitor for the Kingdom of Silesia. Speaking of what these guys have been doing, being obsessed with paranoia, asylum in Silesia, spreading rumors and increasing my work. I don't want them to move to the Kingdom of Silesia.

... as half a joke,

"Do we have a defeat for thinking that everything that's going on in the world is a ploy by someone?"

Soon His Highness Emilia, standing next to me, said so looking at the aristocratic carriage that kept him away. The carriage is going south down the street, trying to reach places that are neither the Eastern Continental Empire nor the Kingdom of Silesia.

"I have told myself that I have no choice for the Kingdom of Silesia... but it is still quite hard when it comes to meeting those who have been victimized by our plot nearby"

"Right...... but maybe it was really someone's ruse. But we don't have the ability to make sure of that."

The asylum applications of Empress Elena and Viktor II were rejected. Where I accepted it, it was harmless and without interest. Emotionally sympathetic, but that was all.

But well a useful tool...... shuffle. Uh, how many katotemosi regianos work for Ni Iteklerutte sayin ttetanode, they have another job for them.

The situation on the continent is still complex and strange. You should use what you can use. It is the idea of the poor.

"Enemies use the royal family politically. I can't believe you did that."

"Your Highness, don't tell me anything bad that people hear. I just prepared a new heaven and earth for you."

I don't guarantee how the inhabitants of New Heaven and Earth will treat them.

If we go south on Krakow for now...... naturally we have the Ostmark Empire. Can't you not tell the people of his country this?

Also, let's nail stab someone from Ministry of Information Part IV. About 30% of the cause of this incident is their fault.

... Ha, I'm tired of something. I want to go home and sleep...... but I have a lot to do.

"Your Highness. Let's dispose of all materials on this. Everything that is in the Duke's territory, of course, is in the Ministry of the Interior, the National Police Service and the Imperial Bells garrison. Let's cover this up thoroughly and keep it from the Grand Duke."

I thoroughly hide the evidence because what I'm doing is allergic. I don't want to harm His Highness Emilia. The people involved also command that this secret be taken to the graveyard. Even so, people's mouths really can't be prevented, so I guess after a few months or years it drifts into "strange rumors that are spreading across the border".

"Officially, the Empress Elena will not have come to the Kingdom of Silesia. They were directly exiled from the Eastern Empire to his country, it says in the history books."

"That's what I mean"

Well, I think one day the time machine will be complete, so I guess the history book will be revised then.

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It was that evening that I broke up with Mr. Henrik and people from the Ministry of the Interior and returned to Krakow City.

If it was meant to be, I would make a report, but it is the policy not to leave it in the official dossier, and since His Highness Emilia understands it depends on what's going on, oral reporting is fine. The Ostmarc Empire shall be contacted in the form of a private letter, around the Marquis of Coudenhof. I wonder if I will send Uncle Linz a decorative text that says, "It was difficult because of part IV of the Ministry of Information, so this time it will be extravagant."

... If it were meant to be, it would be easy to request from Mr. Fine, who is at the Ostmarc consulate in Krakow, but I really don't want to see her now. in an emotional sense.

Beth, I don't mind. There's nothing to exchange information about, and I'm not going to be able to eat egg shells by storming them with extra energy. I can concentrate on my work. Okay.

I don't miss you. No, I really don't miss you at all. Ha-ha, the sky is beautiful.

What a lot of thought, I heard voices through the entrance.

"Yuzef, what are you looking so strange about?"

Ayeeeeeeeee!? Maya, Maya Nande!?

"Maya, when did you come into the room? I mean, if you want to come in, say something."

"I still knocked on this and said a word and went in. I guess I didn't notice because you looked funny."

"What an interesting face..."

It hurts a little.

"Cohon. Well, not to mention my handsome face"

"Handsome......?

"Don't question me there. It's really hard."

So don't tilt your neck with a face that looks sincerely strange.

"Shall I tell you something good, Yuzef?

"No, why did you come in before that?"

"Shall I tell you?

"Ossietechdasai"

This flow, I think, happened quite a while ago. Which means that for as long as I can't beat Mr. Maya. Very tough.

"Well, it's a simple story. The definition of good-looking isn't a face."

"... that's a lot to hear"

"Oh yeah. And you're not handsome, because I don't think you're handsome enough to make two women cry at the same time."

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"So, Yuzef, hang out with me for a second. I'm not gonna make it worse."