I was in the sanitary building with Katie and Leslie, and I was summoned by Mr. Raquel's men as soon as I finished my job.
A room on the second floor of the fortress to accommodate visitors from outside. Until then, we were brought to the next room - where Mr. Chloe and Mr. Solfa appeared. I was seeing the two of them between the round tables, but this is the first time I've talked to them directly.
Although Mr. Chloe has a very similar air to Mr. Raquel, the intimidation as a samurai feels that Mr. Raquel is above him at one turn. I don't feel any magic, so I think it's native, but a woman with deep green hair and eyes is mysterious.
Mr. Solfa has long flax hair tied into two pieces, left and right, a woman who feels elegant. He was considered quite young because he called Mr. Diete 'your sister', but he is only in the position of archer length, and his eyes are filled with sharp light.
"... This kind of thing is inherently dangerous. I guess that's how much Lord Glass is trusted by the Knight of Raquel. Your sister too..."
"... the foreground is good... Lord Glass, I'm sorry I called you out of the blue. Now from the center, with His Majesty the King's decree, an envoy is visiting. His Royal Highness Astina, Knight Raquel and Lord Diete have responded to the interview and have spoken."
"From the centre… does that mean that His Highness has received a request for reinforcements and the reply has come?
If so, it should have been a good thing for this fortress. But neither Chloe nor Sorfa answered everything and Chloe urged me to come to the back of the room.
There, the conversation from the next room was faintly heard. Mr Chloe looks at me without saying anything - that is exactly what is happening in the next room right now, listening to the conversation between His Highness and the apostles from the centre.
"I have permission from the Knight Chief. Glass, if you're afraid it'll be a disengagement to the center, you won't be forced. Neither can we deceive you in your service as military doctors."
"I want you to listen to me, of my own free will. If Mr. Raquel's instructions, I also think you should definitely listen. Not just because you're ordered to."
"... right"
Mr Chloe only replied briefly and said nothing more. The three of us listen to the conversation we hear from the next room - and.
What I heard was a high-pressure male voice. It was a disgusting talk, which I don't think is very relative to the guardians of this fortress.
"- It is a direct word from His Majesty the King. All those detained in this fortress of Isle Rose are to be freed."
"... a Zirconia soldier would still understand. But as for the others, they did an act of vengeance against this fortress, and thus seized him. Why should we let it go?"
"May I have your mouth, Lord Raquel? This is from the king, and I will only pass it on. If it is disputed, it will be passed on to His Majesty the King with the corresponding meaning"
"Huh..."
It was like doubting my ears. Not only the Zirconia prisoners, but even those who were circulating weapons to Zirconia, say 'Your Majesty the King' is telling them to let them go.
- In questioning that, I'm wary. Even though there's no way that can really happen, the way things have been shows one possibility.
(There are those in need of freeing 'all' those detained in this fortress... the person urged His Majesty to take His Majesty's name or issue an order)
"... the North, the Knights... of the Royal Family, through man... let the weapons flow..."
Information drawn from prisoners with the power of Arlaune. The words of those who had crossed the border with Zirconia come back to the back of their brains.
No longer, the other possibilities were almost crushed.
- A royal human being leading to Zirconia instigated His Majesty the King.
But even if there is still evidence to show so, the judgment is left to His Highness. A decision that determines the fate of this fortress, a decision that is too heavy - still, if you just free the prisoners without doing anything, you will be as the person who is trapping His Highness Astina.
(It's all a ploy being set up by the Second Queen... how can we get that far? His Highness Astina is fighting to protect the country. Hands in hand, this country will be more...)
I wasn't the only one holding my fist. Chloe and Sorfa were also biting their lips in anger.
They may not yet know the enemy is in the royal family. Still, anyone in this fortress can see that the center is imposing irrationality.
"… the Zirconia side has been constantly attacking without any attitude of dialogue. We are here to protect Lazennaia…"
"If you release the people in detention, the integrity of Ayrrose will surely be appreciated by both the people and the centre. Your Majesty the King will be delighted."
- And again, something incredible happens. A man of use blocked the remarks of His Royal Highness Astina, the princess, and expressed his opinion as if it were not necessary.
"You...... Huh!
"Raquel, it's okay. Thank you, Lord Weisek, for communicating 'Your Majesty's will'. As for the prisoners, however, I hope you understand that this is not an immediate liberation, as it relates directly to the defence of Western territories"
"... Your Highness, you should be understood. Your position in the Royal Army was given with the utmost regard to your position as a princess. I hear rumors that you are active on the battlefield, but it is up to you to speak of it and it is doubtful how far it is a true medal. That's not a lot of pictures."
A man takes his seat roughly and leaves the room behind. There is a sound of Mr. Raquel taking a seat - still, she was not moved by Her Royal Highness.
"Lord Glass......!?
I couldn't help but move. Why do you not even know His Highness Astina is out on the battlefield risking her life while in the army? Do you even try to treat the feats she has cited as if they had not been there?
There's no way I can forgive that. But I wasn't the only one who thought so.
Beyond the door, Mr. Presha stood.
She is angrier than anyone else. Enraged, angry, and murderous - pushing and killing everything, she was bleeding out of her clenched fist.
"... I know I will never. If I kill him, everything I've endured will be in vain... he's been sent in to disrupt His Highness Astina's heart and humiliate her... even I know that much"
"... Mr. Presha"
If someone slashes here on Weisek, what will happen - His Highness will be stripped of his right to inherit the throne as a rebel who disobeyed His Majesty the King.
There is only one person to gain from it. If you were able to identify the person behind Weisek, he would be the one who would otherwise be held accountable. But in a situation where His Highness is seen to be away from the center and not connected, His Majesty the King lends his ear to the admonition (zanquin) of someone nearby.
"... I can't let His Highness say that... I can never forgive you. I won't leave them alone one day..."
"... Me too, I feel the same way. There's no way I'm allowed to do that."
Tears spilled from Presha's eyes, which were beginning to turn into the color of hatred. She leads to the wall and slaps her fist over and over again.
"Why... why, think about ourselves all the time... for this country, we can't be one... what...!
Another fist swung up, stops. Mr. Raquel, who came out of the room, was grabbing Mr. Presha's wrist.
"... made me feel hard. Me too... only seeing Weisek's barbarity in front of me..."
"That's not true. The most embarrassing thing I've ever done... is myself."
"What... what are you talking about, Your Highness? His Highness, for the people... and for us, he came this far, taking his own sword. Why didn't you tell me? Really thinking about the people and trying to be the shield of the people should be you, Your Highness Astina. That's our pride too, why didn't you order Weisek to be slaughtered......!
Mr. Raquel roughs up words in front of His Highness. That was supposed to be hard enough for her to cut herself off with deep respect for Her Highness.
Your Highness skips me. And without saying anything, I walk out toward the upper hierarchy.
I thought you meant to follow me. Mr. Raquel says nothing and leans down - Mr. Presha looks at me with a glimmering look.
I have to go. To hear His Highness's sincerity, with these ears.