Golden Experience

"─ You're right, I issued a declaration of cessation of angel raids... Will you be all right?"

This is the king's palace in the capital of King Portley.

There are no other buildings in the country that can be called palaces, so they are not specifically named and are simply called palaces.

Sometimes referred to as Portley Palace in the name of the country, the opportunity is also rare, as the only elegant palace with an emphasis on appearance is Portley, while the royalty of other countries prefers to use the castle in the form of a castle fort.

"No problem, Your Majesty. Your Majesty knows that angels were gushing from the castle. The castle has already crashed into the earth. In the future, the angels will not bother you."

And this high-elf woman, Eliza, is talking to Ernest, King of Portley, in the King's office outside the palace in the morning.

Though outside the morning, only some high-ranking officials can enter the office of the King, and it is unlikely that a young woman like Eliza would qualify for it if she were.

But shortly before the earlier Angel raid, Portley, who had been allowed to invade the King's capital by a mysterious army of undead, had suffered the tragedy of losing the King and the Kingsguard Knights together at this time.

And the high officials that were close to the former king were taken to be responsible for their failure to protect the king, and were cut off the neck of the house. Literally.

It was Ernest, the first son of former King Wustache and heir to the first throne, who broke this solemnity.

Earlier in the tragedy, Ernest lost Cedric, the second prince, who was his father's king and brother. It is undeniable that Solemnity has become fierce from that grief, but Solemnity is not his own idea.

Like him, this tragedy led to the loss of his beloved family, due to the proposed Viscount Lady Eliza.

Eliza's father worked as a crest officer.

In this country, an emblem officer refers to a person who is responsible for remembering the emblems of all the nobles and all the armies in Japan and abroad and checking whether the emblems stamped during correspondence and communication are correct.

Her father, the previous baron of the Order, remembered the way armor was designed and saluted in every army in every country, putting the handwriting and salutes of key figures into his brain, and was said to have received a special favor from former King Worcestershire due to his exceptional competence.

The end of this brilliant and faithful medallist was naturally with the king.

When he was struck by the fearful Undead General, he stood in front of the enemy General's sword in vain and spread himself over the king.

This was due to the testimony of a soldier packed after watching the enemy forces from above the walls of the King's City, a feat that made the baron special after his death, and Eliza a virgin after sunshine.

The army of the undead who raided Portley left after defeating Ustashe, assassinating the royalty of the palace and some senior officials.

Fortunately, Ernest escaped to the castle at that time and was able to avoid the undead blade.

It was not until the day after that that that he learned of the tragedy that Ernesto was initially unable to cope with the situation due to the sadness and loss of his family to a single breath.

Eliza, whoever put the Ernest back on his feet, persuaded him to take the throne, and gave him all the advice.

This was the first time Ernesto had met Eliza, but he trusted Eliza deeply from the first encounter because of her own similar situation and the intimacy between her parents.

Eliza's proposed policy was straightforward but always certain persuasive and always yielded good results if adopted thoughtfully.

Solemnity is one of them.

That allowed us to wipe out the old structures and mindsets that cling to the palace and move things forward more rationally.

With these achievements, Eliza is now in a position to be called the King Ernest's Kaiser, just like her former father.

"... Speaking of which, you were getting reports of a massive rock mass falling south of the former King Hills capital. Well, that's Sky Castle."

"Exactly, Your Majesty. If you think about the anomaly of rocks falling out of the sky the size of an island, or the timing when angels don't show up, it's definitely Sky Castle."

From the lessons of the Undead raids, the Kingdom of Portley-always has people watching the Hills.

Also within Hills, cities and villages that are still beyond the reach of demons are secretly unleashed to gather information.

Even though Hills is no longer a state, it would be very noticeable if the elves were to enter the territory of human beings, but no one would care as much if they dressed like mercenaries because of the increase in Gentiles.

This was Eliza's idea. Eliza left everything to Eliza.

She seemed to have very talented people available, and regular precision and freshness information had been brought to Portley.

Since the information available is not limited to the Hills, it is likely that Eliza is doing this in the surrounding countries.

The crash of the huge rock mass was reported by Ernest's assigned surveillance officer, so it was not specified in the report whether it was Sky Castle, but Eliza's palm already had the information.

"Sorry for the delay in reporting"

"No, my subordination is just incompetent. If this is the case, I should have asked you first."

No matter how accurate or fresh you say it is, you can't possibly get information about other countries in real time.

Whatever the hurry, it may take a few days.

Therefore, Eliza's report was made every day at a certain time.

It is simply a matter of timing that Ernest received a report from his subordinates first.

No, it's also possible that an opposing subordinate has reported to Eliza and her men ahead of time.

"... there should be no such thing as boring jealousy causing me to lose accuracy in my reporting."

"Accuracy won't be compromised. It is true that a huge rock mass fell to the south of King Hills' capital. Whatever that is, there is no doubt that it is a significant change at that time. Has it been decided that there is a need for a speedy report? Your Majesty, you have a good man."

I can't even scold my subordinates if they say so.

The information itself that something had fallen probably meant that Eliza had grasped it earlier than Ernest had. On top of that, he decided it was a matter that did not directly affect the Kingdom of Portley-and prioritized obtaining more detailed information.

Eliza wears mud and takes the form of an apology on this occasion, but Ernesto knows who is truly contributing to the country.

"... don't put you through any trouble."

"It's a waste of time, Your Majesty"

In any case, both reports from Eliza and from Ernest's men indicate that it is true that the archangels who manipulate the angels have already perished.

In that case, it would be fair to say that this national tragedy that followed that undead raid has reached a temporary demarcation.

No, it wasn't an undead raid. I don't know directly because Ernest was playing in the castle town of King's City, but a few more months ago, there was an incident where monsters flooded from the realm of monsters everywhere.

Causality has not been proven, but a new disaster, which should have begun when it was born in neighboring Hills.

"... disaster."

"Sire?"

"No, to my knowledge, a disastrous class or something like that should not have been born in hundreds of years. I wonder why that's sudden."

"Which in the hell is the calamity your Majesty said...?

"Yeah? Ah, the one from the Hills... was born first. I wonder if it will be the seventh.

The eighth part of the angel raid didn't seem particularly noticeable, and I even think it was a false alarm. "

"It was conveyed by God, so it's hard to think of false alarms. But since nobody has checked the status quo, you can think of it as a low priority for the time being. Geographically, there is also the Rebe Great Forest, the territory of the Seventh Disaster, between the Tree Forest and our country, and I don't think it will be affected immediately."

"I see. Right. If you suspect a trust, the Episcopal Church will look at you too. I don't want any more enemies. Decide not to ask.

Eliza certainly had a crush on the Church. Cover me if you need me. "

"I know what you're doing."

Other high-ranking officials currently supporting Ernest suggested that Eliza might be teaming up with the Church to overthrow the regime.

But the Church of St. Portley doesn't have that much power in the first place, and it doesn't seem like a conspiracy that would benefit Eliza.

It is common sense among some high-ranking nobles that the nation needs royal lineage to survive as a nation, and now you know that with Eliza, who was made up of lower nobles.

He said that the Episcopal Church was now an independent organization in every country, but was once a comrade gathered at the base of one faith.

Then it is possible that we still have exchanges with churches in other countries, and perhaps it is instrumental in building Eliza's excellent information network.

"So, why was the Seventh Disaster born?

"Oh. It's powerful enough to try to destroy one country instantly, even though it's a human country. I can't imagine being born suddenly one day without any foretaste.

Moreover, if the eighth one is not a false alarm, it would be that two of them were born in just a few months. If such a thing could happen frequently, the world would have become a monster's paradise a long time ago.

Then I wonder what triggered that premonition... no. "

"The Hills kingdom or the city of Airfaren, which seems to be the most familiar with the information, no longer exists, so now...."

"Right...... And what's unusual is that you have a vault, a Gentile? It's also unusual that they suddenly appeared in large numbers. I've heard that about them, but this time it's a lot I haven't seen in the past. Isn't this just about our country?

"Yes, there are roughly the same number in every country."

"Not the way you said it earlier, but was it a point of change? I don't hear much rhetoric, but the change is remarkable. Suddenly a large number of Gentiles appear, then a new calamity continues to arise without setting aside time...... Maybe it's a trick, but it was a coincidence. It's too big a change to clean up.

Even without direct involvement, it may be that the wind blown by the appearance of the Gentiles rocked the trees and dropped the fruit. "

That's right.

"... Your father did say something about them being elves but mercenaries.

Some of my father's electorate was unacceptable and rebellious... Now that I'm in this chair, I feel like I know how my father feels. "

Ernesto thought of his late father now.

My father certainly had a strong voter ideology and looked down on others, but he was not indispensable for having enough strength to behave like that, or for trying to be better than others, and I felt proud of it.

I was tough on other people's failures, but I was tough on myself for that.

Ernesto was tough and Cedric looked sweet, simply because Ernest had more failures.

At the time, Cedric was unfaithful that a good Cedric should be king, but perhaps it was wrong.

Ernest just looked more challenged than Cedric.

The fact that my father used to scold me now certainly helps Ernest.

"For my father, I always thought that I would be a disgraceful child, but now I know. If that's the case, all you have to do is cut me loose and replace Cedric with the order of inheritance. Even though first-born inheritance is customary, it is not absolute. No, should I say that it is not as absolute as royalty? If I had judged myself as king, I would probably have shown some understanding."

……

"I'm sure my father was upset with me... I was really stupid back then....."

"... if so, His Majesty Ernest must be a better king and a stronger king.

Let us hope for it from the shade of the grass, from the shadow of the late King Worcester, and from the arrogance of my father. "

"... fufu, what is that? What is the shade of grass leaves? Does that mean your father or your father's soul is hiding in the grass and looking at us?

Eliza sometimes makes these strange rhetoric.

The same goes for the word change point ahead, and certainly the way Eliza told me about the Gentiles.

"I'm sorry. I heard Gentiles use such words when gathering information."

"No, it's fine. Portree is a lush land, and it is a good idea that the souls of the deceased return to the earth and watch over the grass and trees as we live now. I will also use it from now on.

But Eliza, are you even looking for information about the Gentiles? "

"Of course it is. I don't know what the logic is, but they sometimes travel long distances in an instant. There are verses that even have the ability to converse with distant compatriots. There's never been a better place to gather information across the continent."

"Hmm... So, for example, is it possible to hire them as agents?"

"On the contrary, there is a risk of information leakage, so it would be dangerous to hug them for those uses. But if you can recruit as a general soldier and suck up insignificant Gentile network information through your boss and colleagues without giving as much information about our country as possible..."

"I see... Okay, let's put the matter on the agenda at your next meeting."

"I wonder if that's okay. In that case ─ ─"

"I know. I won't give you a name. I'll scratch it. That's fine.

But a stronger king? I'd love to, but I can't imagine a king stronger than my father. "

"Finally, that's not what I meant"

"I'm kidding. But my father and I are the same high elves. If you build on your experience, there may come a day when you can catch up with your father with your strength. But then it has to be the same as my father. To be a stronger king...."

Eliza closed her eyes often and opened her mouth as she had decided.

"─ Do you know about the existence of even higher heights than high elves?"

Ernesto, for a moment, was stuck in words.

This is knowledge that has been lost for a long time now, and would not have been known if it had not been a noble nobleman.

"... why did you do that? No, I can't. I once hid from my father and fished for the palace's books, but I didn't know the way to it anyway."

There was literature on the spirits of the upper races of High Elves.

It was said to be able to get closer to nature than high elves and sometimes gain enough power to obey nature. But I have no idea how to become a Spirit from High Elves.

Considering the name of the race, the king of the spirit is probably the king of the spirit.

It was its Spirit King who built a unified empire that was once supposedly in the land, even though it was only informed in the Portry by the royalty and some high nobles who had already been solemnized.

The power of the Spirit King is great, and one end of his power can still be seen to this day.

A national treasure resting in a treasure trove, a secret relic. Sometimes called artifacts.

Ernesto knows that the name of the Spirit King is on these hidden artifacts.

I don't know what happened when I slept in Portley's vault.

Nevertheless, this information is confidential.

Ernesto is also what I heard directly from my father, a heirloom that is passed down in a single heirloom to royalty and high nobility.

It is strange that Eliza knows just the information about the superior being.

"Eliza... What the hell are you..."

"... let's just say my late father was trusted by Master Worcestershire."

"Mmm..."

Only that strict father feels that way.

But considering the end of the two fathers, I also think it may or may not be possible.

"... well. Right. If so, is it useless to hide..."

Ernest told Eliza about the Spirit King and his legacy.

"─ ─ Such a thing....."

"Yes, but I also hear that there are similar things in other countries about hidden artifacts. It was their presence that underpinned peace on the continent.

Even though it's in our treasure trove, it's so special ─ ─ "

"No, let's not"

"Yeah?"

"Our high elf being, no, let's make this our ancestor. If our High Elves ancestors were spirits and their kings were spiritual kings, would it not be conceivable that my Portley-kingdom was the direct descendant of spiritual kings?

"Yeah...... Sure, that's what you might say if you just look at the situation...... Now there's no way to reach the Spirit."

"Even if the means to reach the Spirit are unknown, we are certain that we have that qualification. Isn't that right?

If it's just qualifications, it might be.

You need to be a Spirit in order to be a Spirit King, and you need to be a High Elf in order to be a Spirit.

Sure enough, if you're an elf, if you're a high elf, you don't have to say you're qualified.

And on the continent, the only country by the elves is here in Portley.

The legend that the survival of the nation requires royal lineage is probably told because there is something special about that royal blood in the first place, and I can't say enough about that.

"If so, my Portley is the rightful lineage that should succeed the Unified Empire. And His Majesty Ernest is the only one who should be the next Spirit King"

Eliza enters the hall and talks enthusiastically in a subdued way.

Sometimes she sees these atmospheres differently.

Ernesto was also caught feeling uplifted by the unusual appearance of Eliza.

"... maybe. I see, that's a stronger king."

"Exactly. The late King Worcestershire would have wanted it."

"I see, I see. No, but it is. I don't even know the exact method ─ ─"

Then Eliza slightly changed her tone and lay her eyes down to think of something.

"─ Though once ruled the continent, the Spirit King is a past being"

"Uh-huh. That's true."

"If so, all we need is the courage to stop and the readiness to explore the past. Isn't it?"

"... I mean, what do you mean"

"How about exploring the ruins of the Unified Empire? The literature that His Majesty saw in the palace is also a legacy of the past that remains until modern times. And the artifact again.

Then, if you explore the ruins you haven't seen yet, you'll find the truth. "

If you ask me, it sure is.

Ernest learned about the Spirit from past literature stored in the palace. If there are other similar things left, we may be able to find more detailed information.

And the mysterious relics, as their name suggests, are a treasure of modern times.

If we can explore ruins that leave the remnants of the former prosperous Unity Empire intact, we may be able to acquire useful literature and new hidden artifacts.

Even if you can't find your way to the Spirit, it won't be in vain.

"There are some cities that have not yet been fully rebuilt, but they are not meant to be rebuilt overnight. Then it would be a good time to wait and see how it goes and switch to a form that only supports what is needed."

I see, that's the courage to stop.

"You're right, sir"

Just because the city's houses and trees remain collapsed, we can't restore them all.

And even if the building is rebuilt, the lives lost will never return.

The time to push towards reconstruction is over.

"But nature is the richest place in Portley, but the ruins are not really..."

"Yes, I know.

His Majesty, however, is the one who should succeed the Spirit King. If so, all of this continent belongs to His Majesty.

There is no need to focus on Portree to this end. "

"No, but that's true."

"No, Your Majesty. In normal times, Your Majesty's merciful heart would be a virtue to be respected, but not necessarily in these turbulent times. It's not necessarily because the lowly beasts do not admire Your Grace's kindness.

─ ─ This information is in my ear.

It looks like the beasts forming in pairs are secretly exploring the ruins of the country. And if the beasts are so desperate for the legacy of the Spirit King... "

"... you mean it's not a long story?"

Eliza's long ears seem to extend to the kingdom of Pairé, which spans many countries.

It is a terrifying information network.

"That said, the ruins explored by the Kingdom of Pairé..."

"But there is no respite either. Even if we're going to bleed, we should force it here."

Eliza's words also make sense.

More importantly, since I met Eliza, I have never been wrong with her words.

Even if it seemed to be too radical at some point, it was best seen later.

"That's why you're ready to explore the past.... we need the Knights."

"It should also be a joy for the military that the master, and hence the fatherland, will be mighty. Some generals will definitely agree. I'll arrange the persuasion. If you leave everything to me."

"... the march route is also a problem. To march into the Pare kingdom, you need to cross the old Hills and Wells kingdoms. If the Knights walk into the Hills badly, it will be my father's second dance, and even if you complete it, don't let Wells pass through the military forces of other countries in silence."

"Yes, crossing the Hills Kingdom is dangerous. So I ask for the cooperation of the Oral Kingdom.

That country is very friendly to my country, and we have had a great deal of cooperation in reconstruction. Please know that Zezilia, who is newly reigning queen, has also been able to make sense of things. "

"No, no, that's exactly what they'd think of us as this guy if they told us to clear the way because we're the legitimate successors to the Unified Empire, etc."

"I'm not going to say that. Leave this to me, too. It looks like this and has a thick pipe in the upper layers of the Oral. Well said, let's install cooperation."

"I see, say it well, huh?

No, really, please. Speaking of Oral's new queen, I can hear rumors that it's still a shallow day, but it's already unrivalled. In exchange, I don't want Portley's young generals to say, "

"Yes, let's do that. I will tell you a lot about the beauty of His Majesty Ernest." []/(exp, adv, adv-to) (uk) (uk) with no time left/with no time left/"