Continental Hero Senki

I've been out of jail for a while.

It seems that the Kingsamurai back in the dungeon made a scene, and the Duke's house and the Governor's office were tender. He was holding his breath out of sight. After a while, the policemen, who thought they had escaped to the city, jumped out of the house.

Seeing when security was diminished, I came to a place where I had been in executive office until a few days ago, the fifth floor of the Governor's Office, and the Office of Special Participation of the Department of Statistics of the Civil Administration.

What I'm looking for, the "crisis management manual" that Yuzef gave me.

During his absence, he was asked to deal with the manual with reference, if anything. So far, that's all I'm counting on.

... but.

"After all, isn't there?"

The office was vandalized.

The materials that were on the bookcase, the paperwork that was on the desk, the personal belongings, what to lose, had been moved. Only the paper that I have decided is not enough to take is scattered around. Perhaps even going to the military inspector's office, the situation would be the same.

.................. damn.

Unexpectedly, hit the wall.

"I'm just impudent......!

I just have to mourn so.

There's nothing I was supposed to count on. That's not all, Yuzef and his lord Emilia crushed the heads of the hard-earned organizations. I regret, I'm sorry. I'm so full of that feeling.

My eyeballs got hot.

We'll start over again. On the contrary, it starts all over again from the negative.

At that time,

"It's not like Maya to frustrate you there, is it?

All of a sudden, I heard a voice I could hear.

"... brother"

The Duke's second son, Stefan Krakowski, was there.

I accidentally put my hands on my hips, but realized I was a round hip. So I grabbed my fist and put it on my brother...... no, I tried to hit him.

But he didn't do anything.

I didn't raise my voice, I didn't use the sword on my hip.

"I heard Maya broke out of jail and thought she'd be here. My brother didn't even look in the mansion, so he must have fled to the city... or something, but in this case, I was right."

……

He walks by my side as he talks and leans against the edge of the window behind the room. The windows are open, so if I push him with a ton, it's upside down. But I won't do that. Even if you do, gather information.

"... what are you doing"

"That's a lot of talk about what you're doing. Shouldn't my brother be talking to my sister?

"The sister is supposed to be treated like a rebel now."

From the Duke's house, I'm a rebel. Divergent child. If not in the body, he's already been killed.

"Let's just say that's due to differences in values. My father or brother who saddled me to the Grand Duke sees my beloved sister, my daughter as a rebel... but I don't look that way. You look a little weak, unlike your usual sister."

............... Weak, is it? I am now.

No, I guess so. In fact, I almost cried... no, I was crying. At all, how many years have you been crying for real?

"As a healthy brother who loves his sister, I want to help my sister. But I have a position, too."

So Stefan is also a Grand Duke?

"No, you're not. Neutralists, or worse, opportunists."

opportunism, huh? You want to ride a winning horse. You look good to both of them and you don't cooperate extremes to either of them.

Damn, I could have said that a lot in this situation.

... but I might appreciate it now.

If you're not an enemy right now with extremely few allies, that's fine.

Plus three brothers and sisters, one being a Grand Duke, one being a princess, and one saying opportunism would be well balanced. Brother Stefan has begun calculating which will survive.

"... but what good will my brother do to me? What do you bring to Vitort for that?

"It's not a hard story. Maya, this is what you're looking for, isn't it?

That being said, what my brother brought out of the desk drawer was the "crisis management manual" I was looking for… and another one.

"This is part of the list of" Eastern Empire Nobles in Favor of Silesia "that the Department of Statistics has."

"... I was looking for it,"

"Oh, so am I. I didn't even know you were working so hard. They don't know my brother or my father. Naturally, with His Royal Highness."

"............... what are you going to do?

Yes, I had to ask.

I don't even have to ask.

"It's easy. I'll give you one of them. And if you didn't choose, drop it out of this window. You won't see it from your position... but there's a guard near the window. You have two choices."

The guards and the others will pick it up when material falls from heaven in the strictly precautionary Governor's Palace. And you must realize the materiality of the material and report it.

"... you have the option of detaining your brother here and taking away two pieces of information."

"Oh, you didn't think of that. But you should stop. If I do that, I'll be a tough anti-princess all my life. But if I let you live without restraint, I'll help you as a Duke's neutral."

…………

a non-cooperative collaborator, is it? It seems paradoxical, but... in the present situation, shouldn't I take it? I don't know if it's non-cooperative, but it would be more troublesome if Brother Stefan became a Grand Duchy and cooperated fully with Vitort.

I also came up with the option of killing.

But I still want an internal collaborator.

But in that case, either one of the materials is in the hands of the Grand Duchy.

.................. but the life of His Highness Emilia is at stake. His Highness continues to fall through the valley of despair, even as he does so.

"... brother"

"What?

"... give me the Crisis Management Manual"

It hurts to lose your sources. Too painful. Ugly I can't even face Yuzef.

But with the manual, if we can save His Highness Emilia, we just have to give it priority. At least for Brother Stefan, it would mean that the manual is of equal value to the sources of the Empire.

Copy that.

When my brother said so, he threw one bunch of paper at me and the other through the window. After about 10 seconds, I heard a slight voice from outside the window. It would be a guard.

My brother closed the window before the guards noticed.

"I'm quite free to make it. I don't care if it's a manual or the one I just threw away."

"... I agree with you about that."

If I opened inside the manual, there was a huge amount of letters and information there.

I just don't have any friends to try and do all this, and I didn't expect this to be a struggle.

Against me looking at the manual, my brother tried to get out of the room, away from the window without saying anything in particular. But on the brink of it, I opened my stopping mouth.

"I'm talking to myself."

and.

"First one. His Royal Highness and I bonded with Ostmarc, for Christ's sake, it was water in my bedear. Anyway, the Grand Duke was supposed to be close to 'another country'. If you poke at the inconsistency there, you might see the extrapolation facts easily, huh?

…………

"One more thing. Maya's dear friend and his wife, and their three children (...) seem to be in home care. Family love is good, isn't it?

That's what I said, Brother Stefan. I made him laugh. They caught me, and I laughed, too.

"Absolutely."

I said that and then beat up my pigeon tail on my brother Stefan (...).

"Guuuuuuuuuuuu!?

My older brother was busted with screams and depressed his back in a grand way on the hallway wall. I heard breath leaking out of my lungs.

"'He beat me up and took some of the material,' tell the Governor General. If you have a pigeon-tailed mole and a look that seems serious, you won't be blamed for the boulder."

"Gee ho, so, so you, this, so much effort, goo hoo"

"Excuse me. But I thought it might not work with a half-breed mole.... Well, it looks like my brother's screaming is bringing the guards together, and I'm leaving the mansion."

After a farewell salute, he ran through the mansion with his back to his brother, smothered by the blunt pain of his dovetail so that he could no longer stand at the earliest. From behind, he said, "Hey, Maya! I'm thankful I helped you, you bastard! Oh, shit! Give me a break!" I heard a sad voice.

"Ha-ha-ha! As a Duke, keep your word, brother!

I hit him because he came a little irritated with my brother who imitates the crust - that's a bummer.