"Peace... does that mean, with Dinanto?

When Lyudmila said so, Georg shook his neck sideways with a bitter smile.

"Why should I care about human friendship? Anyway, I might have to think about it, but at least now, it doesn't matter unlimited."

I can't feel false about that. But if anything else comes to mind for Lyudmila, no, nobody on the spot.

"Then where the hell are you going to make peace with...?

When asked that, Georg looked around once before.

"Here, it's a little hard to say. It's harder than having more eyes than it needs to be. Not to mention the eyes, but also the ears. No matter how loyal you are, there is no door in your mouth. It would be nice if the story were wrapped up in a good direction, but if not, there would be a tragedy if only a lot of people knew what to talk about now"

That is no exaggeration when it comes to obvious intimidation. But when I saw Georg's expression, I caught a glimpse of his willingness not to do what the word says if it were a threat or anything.

".................. ok. Everybody, stand down."

"Become!!

"Your Majesty!!

"That is too dangerous!! If you need anything..."

"No preparation will make sense before this one. If so, don't worry about this body. As long as Lord Georg needs me, and as long as that Lord Georg is beside me, there will be no danger. Is that so? Lord Georg?"

Needless to say, Georg liked that attitude somewhere reopened, if one way or another.

"Do you want to use me as an escort? Not impressed at all, at last, with its audacity."

"I'll take that as a compliment"

"Fine. At least I swear on this occasion that I will not only harm your lord. I don't believe in hatred and God, so I don't care what you ask. And while you're in my sight, I promise you its safe. Are you still anxious about this?

If Georg had said so and looked around, there would no longer be anyone to argue with, but only to puff his mouth as if it had clogged the words.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not leaving beside Your Majesty"

Except for one.

"Well, I was curious because I was close to it earlier, but it was still the best belly, something like that?

"Ori...... Origa, be careful. Lord Georg said to pay for it."

"No, Your Majesty, he did say that he cared about people and ears, but not a word about paying people. If so, should I block my eyes and ears?

That, reasoning as if it were a toddler, Georg unexpectedly opened his eyes, and those around him felt blood draw from his whole body, including Lyudmila.

What the hell did he say? Are you going to sell fights to Dragnil?

Some will even remember the illusion that the silent screams that just say so are wooden spirits in the hall. That was all the shocking remarks.

Such an alternating chaotic air with no despair, anger and confusion dominated the hall before opening slightly between them and opening his mouth the most was Georg.

"Cook............ Cook...... hahahahahahahahahaha!!

That's an unmistakable laugh. Again the people in the hall are confused by Georg's reaction, which they did not expect. I don't know what's going on anymore.

"No, no, I see, right... interesting. This is the first time I've ever been told such downward reasoning in a dignified way. Lord, what did you say your name was?

"It's Oliga. My name is Oliga Zelenkov, Dear Stanford"

"Oliga, good, call me Georg. No, nevertheless, it made me laugh for a long time. For the first time since I've been in this country, no, I've probably never been made laugh so much in a conversation with a human being."

"It's an honor to know."

"Ha, I'm honored, etc., and I thought to myself anyway?

…………

"I don't mind. I prefer guys who don't lie like that. No need for rhetoric or falsehood, someone we can discuss for real, that's, like, reciprocity, don't you think? The Empress of Wilhelm?

"What?... Yeah, that could be it..."

"A little, the tone is changing, but you're the vegan?

To Georg's point, Lyudmila rushes to his mouth. She, too, was one woman before she was emperor. There's nothing strange about having that side, but it's probably the nature (s) of being able to switch between public and private completely, or it's basically pushing itself to death from time to time.

"Well, it's in front of many ministers, I don't hear it in depth. More so, Origa."

"What is it?"

"I liked it. As for you, you can stay or go. In that way, if anything were to happen to this empress, would she be prepared enough to bring her destiny with her?

"No matter, it's more of a stupid question."

"Fine if you are. If anyone else is confident that I can calmly and objectively judge any story I cut out from now on, just stay. Of course, in some cases, their safety cannot be guaranteed. The only thing I promised was the safety of this empress."

A perimeter where the atmosphere of confusion increases rather to Georg, who is in a better mood to see. It only took a little time to calm down.

By the way, this is how Oliga Zelenkov looks back at this time.

"I don't originally have the audacity to behave like that in front of Dragnil. I just decided that I shouldn't leave you because I had no idea what would happen if I left you alone with your Majesty."

But nevertheless, that attitude tells me if I did poorly, they would have killed me.

"I could see from the verses in the story that you hated the way you said it around and the lies, so I made a bet. Because if you like it, I'm sure you could tell me we could stay together. If I'm wrong, then I just have to give you this life."

Not sure if he heard this story, but Lyudmila said he always sidelined and reused Oliga while in his duties as emperor. And it's not hard to imagine that no one could express dissatisfaction with the table.