Even Though I’m a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an Adventurer Isn’t Too Much of a Hassle

"So, Count Maynard, this is a letter from His Excellency the Duke of Lucius."

"Oh, I'm terribly afraid Your Highness will carry it himself."

"No, I don't know where the opposition is."

An empress with flowing blonde hair and empty eyes, Phyllia gave the Count, who governs the southwest of her country, a letter with a sealed wax pressed directly.

Twenty-three small territories have merged into each other as neighbors to the southwest of the empire, and there is no such thing as a head of state in the principality under joint control. It is also an unusual country on the continent, where nobility, present only in the number of territories, discusses and operates the policies of the Principality.

Reading the letter of the Duke of Lucius, with the widest territory and strong speaking power of it, immense wealth, the Earl of Maynard nodded to Eagle Deep.

"... your letter, I did confirm it. Would you please wait a moment for me to reply to your Excellency now? I write to you that my territory will join the Principality."

Fallen authority and destroy the royal family. It thus disintegrates the empire itself without causing harm to the people. It was once a revenge for driving Shirley, who was like his beloved sister, a battle to clear up the carelessness of his parents, who had been assassinated by the nobles who had made his brother divine, and a duty to protect the people from the emperor, who, as one of the royal families, had turned him into a darling who did not regard anyone else.

The lightness of such Filia's footwork is not limited to its own country or to the kingdom, which is a virtual enemy, but extends to a wide extent to the Principality and Holy Nation.

Ideally, the country should be handed over to another country without blood by cutting off its territory one by one and eventually driving it to a weaker, smaller country that is not enough for any country to take.

"What can I say, the empire's courage has obviously waned since he became the emperor's lord today? The taxes demanded by the government center are also on the right shoulder, and the principality's check-up was just a boat away."

"…… If it's true, I wish I could rule the country."

It's not like Filia and my country are inconsiderate. Even the people who make up the country despise the rebellion against their brother, who is now the emperor, but they didn't think of the means to change the country by becoming emperors themselves.

However, unless there is a prince as a rule, in an empire where the princess is not allowed to become a monarch, a little girl under twenty must push the central aristocrats whose history has enormous power over old times and who do not consecrate her brother to protect their vested interests.

Assuming that the reign of Philia, whose brother is now recognized, had already known the small number of powerful men on his side to depose his reigning brother as emperor and the number of those who would interfere with it, Philia decided to lean over to another country as if to sell her own territory.

You traitor...... Philia curses herself in the heart. But he bragged that the race had already been thrown, and smiled elegantly so as not to make any sense of it.

"How about a tea time or something in our guest room until you finish writing the letter? I'm saddened that I don't have someone to talk to because my abominable wife is away for business."

"Thank you for your concern. It's a corner, I'll take it."

Phyllia, a lady knight with ponytails with red hair who was letting her refrain behind her when she said so, followed the office with Lumigliana, in a wide hallway where no one was present, with her back stretched out gutsy without moving her arms.

"Now if Count Maynard is not a rat, this is a settled case. Maybe we should go back to Lumigliana's house and slowly sort out the paperwork."

"Princess, I'm not saying paperwork slows down"

"Really? I think you can take your time compared to carrying letters while escaping the eyes of assassins and undercover detectives."

Lumigliana sighs at the master who makes such workaholic remarks.

"You haven't taken a vacation-like holiday in the past few years. We're worried that the others will fall one day, aren't we?

"Ugh…… when they say that…………………"

Filia, who lives her life running around east, west and north by crushing her time, is aware that fatigue is accumulating in her body, but she is acting in disregard of it.

Physical condition management is fundamental. Indeed, here recently, I thought that was neglected, so Lumigliana's words stabbed me deeply in the chest.

"That's right! It's a corner, so why don't you take a vacation and go visit Lord Shirley through Viscount Vaud's territory?

"Huh!?

There was an unexpected strange voice. Though he whispered in his ear, it was not for asking him to enter the country in the middle of the hallway with the King's approval, but for suggesting that he should go visit Shirley.

"Mm, I can't! Even my sister has business to do, and it takes days to get back and forth from the border of the kingdom to the Empire, so she says she can't go without a reason!

"Really? I was wondering if Lord Shirley would be able to take the princess on holiday."

What about that? and Philia tilts her inner neck. Rather, it is because I can easily imagine a situation where I would be nervous and unnecessarily tired.

"I mean, aren't you really thinking that Lumigliana wants to rematch her sister?

"... remains, well... there are just a few such expectations..."

Filia sends a jittery glance at her misguided Kingsamurai as she wanders.

After tearing to Shirley in a previous divine match, the heartless criticism of many nobles came down to Lumigliana. She herself, a knight who gives her life to her master, understands the weight of that defeat and makes no excuse whatsoever.

Good thing, do it. "A busty little girl is off the street of birth", but "The intrigue is not enough to serve as a woman, a knight". Many people proclaim all they want, and the emperor Alberto says, "You useless bastard!" In a word of philia they will shut their mouths simultaneously as they curse with defilement.

"So you could have fought Master Shirley and won? You couldn't beat Lumigliana."

That's what they say. Push it together. Many attempted to take the seat of Philia's escort on the occasion of the defeat of the divine match, but the appropriateness of the escort means more trust than strength. How many of them exist in the empire, such as those who can shield themselves for the sake of Philia?

In the end, Lumigliana serves as an escort for Filia as before. The Empire's best female knight had fed her earlier defeat, and now she was encouraging an even harsher workout with the goal of a sword ghost who had crushed her own nose column, which had unknowingly become a Tengu.

"But I find it a little unusual how the Knights of Wolves were then,"

Gran, the leader of the Imperial Knights, has been stuck strangely against Lumigliana since he defeated last year's militant tournament.

As soon as that was lost in the divine game, I cursed the younger girl one time than myself, with joy to see -

"What's a Legnard family prodigy! What are you talking about? A girl or a child! Again, you must have beaten me in a previous tournament because you used some cowardly hand! You can't leave such a wretched man in a knighthood! Therefore, under the authority of the Commander, you will be discharged! You will never name a knight again!

Gran proclaimed such a thing with Doya's face in his face, but he was flabbergasted by Philia's somewhat elusive words.

"The qualification to name a knight is to pledge allegiance to the master. There is no such thing as a rule. Isn't the name Imperial Knights a remnant of the previous era, and its reality is the military? Besides, Lumigliana is part of a direct unit that I personally formed. I am not a member of the Knights of the Empire, so I cannot be discharged under your authority.... both the captain and the captain don't even know the soldiers they will keep?

The situation was somewhat impressive when Gran glanced at Philia with a bright red face and left the place with a quick leg.

"In retrospect, I feel like I was pointing a similar gaze at my sister to Lumigliana.... I wish I hadn't run off weird."

The Imperial Imperial Family once gave two swords to each of the two knights who contributed to the country, he said.

The Wolves are also given powerful demonic weapons, like the Five Commandments (Clarents), which manipulate the five main attributes given to the Legnard family, the two-perfect crack of the Imperial Martial Gate, which is usually strictly kept by the dominant Gran.

"Well, you worked stealing at the Teito food market... no mistake in this, eh?

In the barracks interview room, Gran sits in front of a man tied with ropes and asks.

Knightly, soldier, country is different. Its duties are the same policing. Capture the dirty stray who worked stealing in the Imperial Capital, conduct the investigation, and then give him strict justice... but rarely do they carry out the Knights Commander's own investigation against such small objects.

"Or give me a break, sir. My taxes have been rising lately, and my life has been hard... and I can't help it."

Until three months ago, the man ran a liquor store in the city near Teito. However, at the instigation of repeated tax increases, the management collapsed, and he was not expected to go, and the possession wandered on the bottom, captive to knights who were patrolling the place where he had sneaked his nostalgia without defying the temptation of the luminous fruit.

Those who break the law should not be forgiven for any reason, but it is also true that there are parts of the empire that cannot be done in the present situation. A legitimate judge would find the brief extenuating, but Gran slapped the floor with his sheath butt with a harsh attitude.

"Han! Theft and other verbal preaching in an empire ruled by His Majesty the Noble Emperor! You deserve the punishment!

Seeing only this exchange, he would be an extremely tough man against the rules. But the next action Gran took was a far departure from the knight's point of view.

"HI, HI!? Hey, why are you even pulling out your sword!?

The sword in Grant's hand is as simple as a pair of elegantly decorated clarents.

A boneless double-edged sword with no tweezers, wrapped around the patterned part with a cloth belt engraved with a tattoo used in sorcery. I don't think the aristocrats will have it roughly, but this is the real thing, the sword given to the Wolfus family, a martial arts fame.

"Anyone who commits a crime on His Majesty's lap deserves to die......!

"Oh, no!? I did do something wrong, but isn't that why you suddenly kill me so much!!

Especially when it comes to men. I did do what I was supposed to be punished for, but if I told you, it was just an attempted burglary.

Instead of waiting for the trial to take place, Gran, who has no authority to issue the verdict, arbitrarily punishes the man... it is also trying to punish him too much for his sins: forgiveness for slaughter, so you can understand how frivolous that is.

"You are human scraps......! He's a bastard who doesn't deserve to live......! At least as a mercy, I'll send myself to the goddess of the sky."

Gran's eyes distorted into glory, and the blade in his hand just shimmered cold. Intuitively understand that the figure is that of a bloodthirsty kedamono. No, the man runs out towards a closed door with his hands unfettered.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!?

It kills me as it is. Faithful to such an instinctive appeal, the man breaks the door around his body and runs away, if he can't do it, at least he tried to shout up and call people, but it was pointless in front of Gran, who had encouraged him to work out for many years as chief of the knighthood.

"It's useless to try to escape or raise your voice. I've already paid for it, and I've bewitched Silent beforehand."

"Huh!? Mhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"

"Besides, nobody's making a scene when one of your vagrants disappears."

Gran stuck a white blade to the throat of a man who could only shake his neck from left to right while being held down and his mouth held by a large palm.

"O...........................................................................!

A knight captain who blows blood bubbles and hangs a sword protruded by a voiceless, voiceless man, breaking his lifeblood. Then something like a red and black blood vessel rises throughout the sword's body, pulsating as if sucking up blood.

As he saw it, the water was lost, and eventually the body became a mummy and confused corpse or something. At the end of the day, it became a particle of red and black light and was taken into the pattern.

"Hehe...... great. Now I'm strong again (...)...!"

Aware of the increase in vitality and magic all over your body. In fact, Gran is certainly physically stronger than he was before he killed a man.

"Look, Alice... I'm sure I'll try to be stronger than anyone else. Strong enough to protect you from the rest of the world... and strong enough to overwhelm Shirley and others."

Dye your cheeks lightly and whine as if you were sending a poem to your loved one. Gran's deeds are serious barbarism as a knight, but this is not the first time, to tell the truth.

Killing doesn't complain, and finding those who don't care if they're gone has fed them many misdemeanors and innocents.

"My ancestors have left me with a wonderful wave… with this I can be infinitely stronger. … so that at some point Alice can be mine alone………"

Forgetting his loyalty, the chief of the Knights, who began to scorn the drill, has an evil smile that he doesn't even realize.

Once sweating and waving his sword all the way, his boyhood vanished to the other side of his memory, and now he is here only to satisfy his own desires. One demon takes away the flesh and soul of others.

"... for once, we need to gather more strength just in case. Defeat Shirley with an overwhelming difference in strength, and bring home the Empress, and Alice will start to think of me the best."

You have to gather the strength to easily defeat a swordsman beyond that man's reason before you can challenge him. On top of that, Grant believed and did not doubt that if she took the twins, who drew Alberto's blood, to Alice, who was underprivileged for her child, she would necessarily fall back in love with herself.

Only declarations of war and aggression against the kingdom were banned in divine matches. However, like a former noble lady who has fallen civilian, I will not let her complain where she killed her.

Instead, I want you to thank me because I can be the foundation for who I am, the head of the Wolves family, and the man who dwelled in a more vicious spirit than the devil without malice runs his men in search of his next prey, and he swoops back arrogantly on his chair.

... with a deep consciousness that I don't even realize, turning away with all my might from having already defeated Shirley.