Fake Cinderella

They also come in the morning to strange places that are supposed to be in this basement but there is no sky.

"... tier... rutier"

When I heard and opened my eyes cursorily to my name, which was called in my ears, the space that was closed to the blue dim darkness was as bright as day.

I manage to withstand His Highness Nadir's throat up, which was amazingly close, and make him laugh with his face as if it were nothing.

"Good morning. Nadir."

Surprised. It's so strange that my heart hasn't said anything.

I feel His Highness's distance has recently gotten closer. Mentally, physically.

"Morning."

His Highness is in a very good mood.

"Was there something interesting?

"Yeah. I found a lot of interesting stuff.... Come, Ruthia. Let me show you something that's not in the world today."

(What's not in the world today?

I remember being caught in His Highness's words.

Because you hold me up as a matter of course, I noticed that I also accepted it as a matter of course.

(Where is my determination to walk myself!!

Is this my weak will, or is Your Highness ingenious...

"Lutia?"

"Your Highness, please let me down. I will also reflect, but don't hold me up, Your Highness, as is natural."

"Ruthia, your determination is something to respect, but today you still have a lot to consume after this. Stay quiet in my arms."

Not that I'm disappointed, but I can't find a gap to get off with a tight hug.

(... I feel like I've lost something awesome!

I feel sorry for it, but I also feel secure being protected, and I feel quite subtle.

(I don't care if it stays that way anymore)

If I grow up, I won't have a chance to have them hug me up either. So while Your Highness holds me up as a matter of course, maybe that's fine.

(It won't be many more years...)

I don't mind if they say it's weak. People are easy creatures.

('Cause I wasn't used to being in my arms)

While I slept, His Highness apparently looked around this space a lot. Aim for one place in an unmistakable foothold.

"The place we call the garden of beginnings was probably modeled after this ruin"

"Ruins, are they?

I felt unexpected and asked unexpectedly.

"Oh. It's a ruin. The lowest level of the Wangdu Labyrinth… Perhaps this is the beginning"

"What's the beginning?

"Dardinia's... and it's the beginning of the Empire"

From the nuances of His Royal Highness's words, I guess that means a united empire.

"... the land of the Empire's fathers is called the blank earth, Artella, right?

Altera. Alternatively, Al Terra. The imperial word for a large city means' Al ', and the tera means' nil '.

The Unified Empire was born in this blank land and eventually took hegemony in the center by abandoning the land of its fathers, which became barren land.

"Yes."

"And the fatherland of Dardinia...... the birthplace of the Dardier royal family is the Lartiv, right?

In fact, Lartiv, now the capital of Elzevert, is the birthplace of Dardier.

"Oh.... if you're referring to the land of your fathers, that would be for sure. But that's not what beginnings mean. Just as the beginning of Dardinia is the encounter between the founding king and the last emperor of the empire, so is the imperial sign of the empire… or the place that should also be its source, in my opinion, is here… Has Rutia ever read the Bible?

"Yes."

My name is taken from the beginning of the Bible. So I read it to the extent that I know how to touch it, although it is not a thorough reading.

A mother goddess emerged out of the light descended onto the earth, calling water and greenery to the lean earth, and the mythical part of the world that begins in the first half by giving man the abundant earth. The second half has become an educational narrative that feeds people's basic ethics.

"It is said that the majority of the Bible is written by temporarily entrusting actual history to mythology. Some people do that kind of research in college, and some of it has been backed up. … Perhaps Biblical mythology captures the history of the founding of the Unified Empire"

"The Unified Empire is assumed to have eventually united the world with a family hunted down through the land of Al Terra, which became closed to ice, right?

"That's right. It is assumed that that is what is written in Rhodrias'" Imperial Chronicle ". But I think that's a mistranslation.“ The empire united the world, from Al Terra to the centre, which became closed to ice. ”and. Previous historians have interpreted it as an ethnic move because Artella became a barren land covered by the current glacier by the beginning of a small ice age, but recent studies have shown that Artella has been an ice land since before. The glacier has never melted."

"... they came from somewhere, didn't they?

"That's right. No one knows where that is. But I have a tip."

"Tips?"

"One of the legends of the empire is that the original ancestors of the empire were 'people from the sky'"

"The one from Sora... Do you mean Sora, the universe?

"... right. I thought you knew."

"Huh?"

"The concept of 'universe' is not among ordinary people."

His Highness said with a very serious face.

(Huh?)

Is this really bad? Though I thought so, His Highness's condition remains unchanged. There's no way to disprove me, there's no wind that you think it's fake.

(No, I'm definitely an Altilier......)

"Among the things you take for granted, it's not natural. In this world, there is a tightly sealed knowledge."

"... me..."

"There's no need to be frightened." Princess of the Key "has a memory of blood. So I hear it's usually possible."

Wait, wait. No. I had the concept of the 'universe' because I have in me a memory of a woman named Asae Wazumi from another world.

I was so bloody angry.

I knew that my common sense was out of tune with the common sense of this world, so I felt like I was saying a lot because I was getting used to the current environment, which is the Crown Princess, even though I was trying not to say anything extra.

(my idiot)

"... What is the memory of blood?

"It was written in the diary of Princess Lydiane, the second princess of His Majesty Gladys I, seven generations ago, that it was the memory of a world that should have been lost"

(... wait. What is the memory of the lost world...? My... I think my memory in Japan applies to that as well)

But I can't say anything far-fetched.

"I... don't remember the old days, so I'm not sure"

"I didn't mean to blame you for anything.... It just seemed like you cared that you didn't have any memories, so I was going to tell you someday"

"Master Nadir..."

"It's a good opportunity, let me tell you. … the imperial chamber of the Unified Empire is said to be descended from the Mother Goddess"

"I know, sir."

I nodded.

(If someone from Sora was a 'person from space'... so if they thought he was a god...)

"The blood of the Empire makes God lurk deep in it. Therefore, from time to time, a man of alien powers appears"

I don't have an anomaly. I just remembered a memory of a distant past.

"Witches... those who have the ability to be shamanic emerge, or even those who have a head as specialized in academics as I do"

"... Nadir you too?

"Oh.... my mother hasn't shed a drop of blood in this country, but my father is His Majesty the Father. Half of this body undoubtedly bears the blood of the Empire, and is the descendant of a clean Mother Goddess. Though much thinner than you."

"That's right. Your Highness and I are cousins."

(It's really my uncle and niece...)

"Oh.... well, that being said, 'Princess of the Keys' is really special"

"I don't think the princess of the key is omnipresent, do you?

There's only so much that every human being can do.

Even if I was a special blood muscle, I myself am not a genius, not a brilliant talent, nor do I have the power to be called an alien.

"I understand that.... but I can attest perfectly to the fact that so far we have been arguing over all the hypotheses without being able to prove them. Sometimes it seems omnipresent when you think about it"

"I wish I could help His Highness."

Honestly, I don't feel so important to be a 'key'. So, if His Highness will please you, that's fine.

"... you're being modest"

"It's not so much about humility. I just don't think I'm special, even if my blood is special."

It doesn't mean making yourself crude. I just can't see it as sacred like His Highness because it's about me.

"The only official heir to the Empire's legacy in this world," he said.

"It doesn't matter to me. … I rather hope it will be like competing with another country for this blood"

For example, an empire that marks the succession of a united empire, for example, is definitely going to make a point.

"Right.... Everyone will want you"

His Highness brought me to a corner that looked like a blue lake.

Blue is not water. Flowers. Blue flowers on one side bloom in disregard of the season. rhinoceroses and nemophilas, ayames and rosefinias, and then, roses.

"... roses?

It was the rose who remembered the scratch. Because blue roses don't exist naturally.

(Blue rose made of genetic modification......)

If you look closely, rhinoceros, nemophila, and ayamese blue are also subtly different colors than I know.

With the addition and subtraction of the light inserted, the blue of the flowers bore a color that was neither blue nor pale.

"... is this Dardinian blue,?

"That's right.... all made artificially. All over the continent, in this royal palace."

"... Rosefinia, seen in Lower Town, was white or yellow... in many colors. But I didn't only see blue."

"Blue rosefinia exists only in the royal palace of Dardinia. We cannot grow outside this royal palace. It is one of the last royal princesses of the Empire, and it is also a flower representing the imperial chamber of the Empire"

"... it's on the royal crest, it's on the Elsevelt crest, isn't it?

Elzevelt's crest dragon is wearing a rosefinian crown.

"Yes."

His Highness grates me in the blue.

And I got on my knees before me.

"... Altilier Rutiane"

Called first name.

A name with no honor or anything.

No one calls my name but His Highness anymore.

"Yes."

His Highness pulls out the sword he was wearing and makes him hold it in my hand.

(Oh......)

I also knew I couldn't tell you what to do.

Draw the guardian mark of the goddess at the tip of the sword over His Highness's head and place that blade on his shoulder.

His Highness's lips began to spin old words.

A comfortable voice in my ear makes a vow in a language I don't know.

(Even though it's a word I don't know...... I feel like I do)

As if singing...... somewhere feverish that voice enters through my ear and fills my body with something.

"... I forgive you"

The moment I received that vow, a breeze blew up from somewhere.

As the blue flower pieces scatter, I offer my sword to His Highness.

His Highness received the sword silently and returned it to his sheath.

"... rutia"

"Yes."

"… I am the keeper of all knowledge"

I tilt my neck because I don't know what that means.

"And now he is king of Dardinia"

I looked up into his eyes and nodded.

The oath was what the king promised his country.

(Dardinia is mine, I'm Dardinia)

"The king of Dardinia means he who protects you. I want you to remember that no matter what happens next."

"... Yes"

His Royal Highness takes his knight's thanks and reaches out to me.

As I lay my own hand on that hand, His Highness held me up a little as it was.

"... Your Highness... no, Your Majesty. I don't think His Majesty the King would lift the queen so easily."

"No problem."

"It's huge."

"What's the problem?

"You'll always be a child."

"Let me take it personally.... I know best that you are not a child"

For some reason I laughed at Master Nadir on Doya's face. Master Nadir laughed, too.

After returning to earth, we changed into our own attire and, once again, we repeated the rite of oath in the watchful eye of the priests.

Thanks to the fact that it was the second time, the ritual ended without tension.

At the end of Master Nadir's oath, bells rang all over the country, and colorful pieces of flowers danced in the sky.

Parade the journey to the royal palace with a lid-free carriage as the tone of the bell playing Sagriza echoes throughout the king's capital.

The crown shines brightly over His Highness Nadir's head.

Long live His Majesty the King. Long live Her Majesty the Queen. She smiled and waved.

"... Rutia, what's that?

To the shrub on my wrist, His Highness Nadir tilts his neck.

"... it's a secret"

I am in the position of queen, yet I take no oath.

I have never been and will never be asked to swear. ─ ─ ─ That's because I'm the one who embodies Dardinia itself.

But it is in my heart that I want to swear as an individual named Altilier Rutiane, or as one of the royalties of this country.

This is a testament to that.

It's an important sign that I won't forget it.