Dorei Tensei: Sono Dorei, Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki

The next morning, the Imperial Palace was in a hurry.

Because the soldiers who were paying for the border returned and entered the final stages of preparation with a quick pitch for the talks.

The dignitaries had already entered the royal palace and had been assigned to each waiting room on the top floor of the tower.

"Looking at yesterday's materials, it seems that the meeting had one dignitary and one escort at a time, but why am I also your escort as a counsellor?"

I asked Victor about the only part of the waiting room where he and I were alone.

As a counselor, I thought I would listen to you in a separate frame, because I was supposed to participate completely under the guise of a human being in the Kingdom of Theoring.

"Sir Wallace, you don't have to talk like that now. I don't mind if you make it easier for me. Whatever you say, you are the one who protects the rest and can be called the messiah who saved the country." Victor laughs with a great laugh.

"Then let me be clear. I don't know where the Borg are supposed to be, but if I were standing, that would increase the vigilance around me."

"If we can arrange for the deputy Borg or the deputy warrior, we'll be fine."

I've been worried for a long time, but this Victor guy, to put it mildly, to put it badly, has a big deal.

I suppose he had the nerve to let me join him from the beginning instead of the Borg in order to get me into one leg.

Well then, let's do it on your behalf.

As Victor's face became satisfied, the door was knocked.

"Looks like we're ready. As the rest of your right arm, Lord Walls."

"Oh, let me do what I can."

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The meeting will take place in the same hall on the top floor of the tower as in the waiting room.

The view of King's Landscape, which spreads out the window, is a strong reminder that this place has become a deserted island with no escape from the earth.

Those who approach here will not only be immediately detected, but will also find it extremely difficult to escape.

Looks like we're all gathered. Let's get started.

In the hall that followed Victor, there was a large round table, where dignitaries from all over the world already sat and guards glanced behind.

The dignitaries and escorts gathered here are already on the Borg's radar.

Again, I will organize the country and dignitaries in my head.

Republic of Gomalas - Head of State Lusutan Luisenko.

The Kingdom of Guitar - Lord Border, Olvat Lindman.

The Principality of Luenza - Grand Duke Mauro Cyrres.

Kingdom of Pistalia - Queen Arlene Emmett.

The Kingdom of Ossalia - First Prince Hugo Starkey.

Kingdom of Moonvalry - First Prince Lebrecht Vismeyer.

As soon as I found out I was a guard, everyone's eyes became suspicious and I watched carefully from top to bottom to define me.

"Hey Victor, you're not a Borg today. Could he have escaped?

"The Borg have a different mission. This is the deputy Wallace. Let's just say it's more than the Borg."

"There must be more than that Borg again."

The Prince of Moonvalry, Victor's cousin Lebrecht Vismeyer, is slapping Victor lightly.

The age will not be much different from Victor's, but a weak attitude can be said to be the opposite.

All the countries except the Kingdom of Moonvalry gathered here are the countries I remember and the power of the country is almost as I remember, so all you have to do is concentrate on the people in front of you.

Lebrecht is waiting behind him, and the oldest swordsman escort on the scene, Costa Neslaise, says, "Don't you agree? You can't believe it's stronger than that Borg, can you?"

Costa Neslaise nods silently and stares at me with his inorganic eyes.

I am seventy-two years old and I am a swordsman in active service, but apparently I have no eyes to discern my abilities.

Hugo Starkey, the prince of the kingdom of Ossalia, suddenly stood up, one of the dignitaries who had watched Lebrecht slap him in the mouth.

"That's not what we're talking about right now. They must have gathered to discuss the tyrannosaurus dragon that destroyed the Kingdom of Volmus."

Prince Hugo puts his hands on the round table and speaks with a serious face, seeping with a serious personality.

"I wonder if it was a tyrannosaurus dragon that His Highness Ares of the Kingdom of Carlitz had crushed in the past. Wasn't that a mistake?

Sitting directly in front of Victor, the princess of the Kingdom of Pistalia, Arlin Emmett, spoke with an ice-cold voice, muttering.

A boy who was scared at the round table raised his hand to follow the statement.

"As Lord Arryn said, I do not believe that the dragon that destroyed the kingdom of Volmus is a tyrannical dragon."

The boy is the Grand Duke of the Principality of Luenza, Mauro Cyrres, but he looks too unreliable and looks suspicious.

But these two remarks are the most important, and not all of them are alive, and there is no doubt that they all have the question of what is true.

"I have to talk to you about that," Viktor said with a tight voice.

"It was a devil who brought the bones of a tyrannosaurus dragon to life. Since the magic is fairly small, it seems impossible to use magic, but instead it is almost immortal."

After a few moments, Olvat Lindman, the noble representative of the kingdom of Guitar, who had remained silent until now, distorted his cunning face and laughed.

"You say this is interesting. Do you believe in immortality? And I've never heard of a cult with that kind of power. Isn't that right, Lord Rousutan?"

"Well, if it's that troublesome, it would be best to ask His Highness Ars for help, as we believe. The other day, you left the immortal connoisseur."

The words of Olvat Lindman of the Kingdom of Guitar were echoed by the Head of State of the Republic of Gomalas, Lusutan Luisenko.

Lu Su Tan laughs unbelievably as he puts a part of his big belly on the round table.

These two countries are making a ridiculous proposal to help Ars, and they are trying to get the Seoring Kingdom's feet together.

"That's why Ars Ditland was wounded. That's why I'm proposing we attack with the Allied Forces."

Lebrecht pokes his elbow at the round table and says, "Billions of times."

However, it was not the Republic of Gomalas or the Kingdom of Guitar that first responded to the opinion, but Prince Hugo of the Kingdom of Ossalia, who seemed to have the most common sense.