Hakai no Miko

"Yi-yah!"

Fagle Garguz Shemr vomited the word of rejection as if it were a waste.

"I absolutely don't like it!

Arm around, Shemr turning her face against the side a lot.

The Ethereal Horse speaks out to Shemr, who shows a childlike rejection.

"Hey, Shemr. Don't say that..."

"I absolutely don't like this!

Shemr, however, immediately refused.

"I'm the big opposite of doing that fucking jizz with the Chancellor!

Fucking jizzy where Shemr says - those gathered in the venue for discussing Solon's registration as prime minister gave a uniformly troubled look.

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The country of Eldor, which had just been founded, had a pile of problems that had to be solved.

Among other things, the problem that needs to be resolved as soon as possible is the reduction of the burden on the Ethereal Horse.

As I've known since before the founding of the country, there are too many issues that Ethereal Horse has to discretion anyway. For that reason, Ethereal Horse had lived a busy day from before and after the founding of the country, discussing the country's measures with the heavy ministers early in the morning, meeting with domestic and international dignitaries during the day, striking measures against problems in the evening, and having to look through the petitions and pleadings until he went to sleep at night.

This also includes the Ethereal Horse saying, "Isn't there a Labor Standards Bureau in this world?" It is a blur.

Naturally, those around them were also worried about the situation of the Ethereal Horse.

But those who have been with the Ethereal Horse since before the city of Bornis, although they understand to some extent the reforms that the Ethereal Horse intends to carry out, are all gatekeepers when it also becomes a state operation. Conversely, it still took some time to understand the too novel reform of the Ethereal Horse, even if those formerly in positions of high responsibility in the Holmeer country had experience in state management.

In the end, the Ethereal Horse had to exercise its own discretion in all things.

But with the knowledge and common sense of the other world, the body is just a human being. If we continue with such intense duties, one day we will fall overworked.

It was proposed by those who feared it that the Prime Minister be set up.

The prime minister is the chief ranking officer of the government in place of the king. Its powers are enormous, and it is simply not enough to be the head of the internal affairs that brings the officials together.

For example, when a king is unable to carry out his affairs for any reason, he has the authority to issue a judgment on behalf of the king or to substitute a national seal (kokoji). It is also the role of the Chancellor to visit other countries on behalf of kings who are unable to leave the country or, conversely, to welcome dignitaries from other countries.

It is not an exaggeration to say exactly the position of representing the country on behalf of the King.

Those who become prime ministers therefore require a high degree of competence.

Knowledge and perception of just partitioning politics are irrespective, and leadership and guidance are sufficient to follow government officials from all over the country. A pattern and format that can only cross on a par with domestic and international dignitaries. Negotiating power, etc. that stretches the eloquent beyond to win his country's reason and interests. If you mention it, there is no kiri.

Naturally, there are few people who combine all that abilities. Whatever the example of Mendax, who became prime minister just because of his fate, is heavy enough to dare to leave a vacant seat without the right person in some countries. That's the prime minister.

It was a proposal to set up that prime minister and to replace some of his government, which has now been concentrated on the Ethereal Horse, so as to ease the burden.

But there comes another problem.

So who do we leave to the Chancellor? - It is.

First of all, that's all capacity is required because it's not just a prime minister with a name like Mendax, but actually replaces Ethereal Horse's fierce duties on his shoulders. Even though this alone will have limited human resources, there must be a minimum understanding of the reforms that Ethereal Horse is about to undertake.

There's no way there are people with that convenience!

Everyone had to be so sure.

However, there was only one person who met the conditions.

The person had shown flexible thoughts that would not be trapped by existing ones, such as recommending the spread of Arabic numbers brought about by the Ethereal Horse, and a measure of just accepting them. All of this has been discussed with the Ethereal Horse in the establishment of the law, which is the cornerstone of the rule of law that Ethereal Horse is trying to do, and constitutes a significant contribution. Even if I look at it all, I'm sure I see it as second only to the Ethereal Horse in my understanding of reform.

On the contrary, there was no shortage in ability to entrust the Chancellor.

In his capacity as former Marquis of the great Romanian nation of the western region. Furthermore, in the Romanian State, he waved much of his arm in internal affairs and diplomacy, a masterpiece praised from Navas, the former king of the Romanian State, to "enough to entrust one nation".

It was no exaggeration to say that there would no longer be a Chancellor in this Eldorian country other than this one, if it had already been placed at first and second sight by some officials.

That is, solon.

But it was Shemr who expressed great opposition to this.

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"I don't like it! Absolutely not! If I tell you I don't like it, it's definitely I ya!

It is no longer a child with a completely curved umbilical (navel).

Until the name of Solon was mentioned, however, it was rather Shemr who took the lead in the installation of the Chancellor.

That would also be natural. At any rate, he is Shemr, who, as king, always refrains beside the pale horse. She is witnessing the most intense duties of the Ethereal Horse. Even if the Ethereal Horse wasn't the beloved "you under the umbilical," Shemr's temperament would want to do something about it.

However, as soon as Solon's name was named as its prime minister candidate, she showed a strong rejection that should also be called a rejection.

"Hey, Shemr. What do you hate so much?

Though Shemr originally hated Solon furiously, the Ethereal Horse was also unexpected to show such a strong rejection. If he asks if there is any reason, Shemr creates a musty face and answers.

"... don't the Prime Minister and the others say the right arm of the king"

Plus, when the Ethereal Horse returns, "Sometimes they say so," Shemr barks with her eyes wide open.

"That fucking jiggy is gonna be Soma's right arm. So?! I'm the half of Soma!

The Ethereal Horse flashed. Then you just say, "Oh man," shake your neck small, left or right, and then put your hands on your forehead as if you remember even a headache.

"What, you don't..."

But that was an overly inadvertent statement. It takes an instant sheml to eat.

"What, what?! You said I was half-baked! Are you even going to tell me to switch to that fucking thing now?!"

It is a snake. Eladia sends out a help ship to a pale horse who hastily hesitates in front of Shemr, who has turned his anger spearhead from inadvertent remarks to himself.

"Master Shemr. It is only in the metaphor that the Chancellor is the king's right arm. His Majesty's half is only Master Shemr. Isn't that something that everyone on this occasion, including me, understands, starting with His Majesty?

I said to Shemr with my eyes, "Is that true?" Asked, the Ethereal Horse hurriedly nodded. The Gallums who were on the spot also expressed their concern and agreement that the story could not go any further.

Then, Shemr fixes the stiffness and mood.

"Right. I hope so."

Besides, the Ethereal Horse asks Shemr, now is the perfect time.

"Well, it wouldn't be a problem to prime minister Mr. Solon, would it?

"Except for this one."

But once again, Shemr turns to the side a lot.

"I disagree with making Solon's guy the prime minister!

The Ethereal Horse got really troubled.

I don't know what you hate so much, but anyway, Shemr was stubbornly opposed to Solon's prime minister registration.

"What about everyone?

Rather, the Ethereal Horse asked for the opinion of the others.

"I know how difficult that personality is and how capable it is."

That is what I said, Eladia.

"Even if you're drinking with me, if you realize it, you can push your liquor bill over here and disappear. Sexual evil, but well, you're a pretty guy with a pretty head"

Next to Zug, who said so, Dvarin nodded as though he seemed dissatisfied but consented.

Gallum also says as he arms himself with another difficult face.

"I'm a twisted old man, but I don't know how I can fail to acknowledge that ability"

The opinions of the others were similar.

Besides, the Ethereal Horse laughs bitterly.

What we all share is that while acknowledging its ability, it also points to the issue of character.

It's like, "Put that one down, who else says it's appropriate for the prime minister? Even Pompius, who runs out of words," I have difficulty with its character, "enough to preface it.

Pushing Solon to the Chancellor with the praise of letting go was about Michena, his adopted daughter.

But the Ethereal Horse is not as worried as everyone else. Solon says something, because he believes he's a favorite who can't overlook people in need.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have bothered to show your face and help me to myself, who is struggling with enacting new laws, institutional development, etc.

"If there is no objection, I would like to entrust Mr Solon to the Chancellor. - Is there anyone else who disagrees?

When the Ethereal Horse takes confirmation to everyone, Shemr starts by saying, "I disagree! I don't like it!" he starts wasting time. But there was no disagreement or opposition from the others.

Besides, the Ethereal Horse nods one and then turns to Shemr.

"Sheml. This is your 'you under the umbilical' decision. I'll leave Mr. Solon to the Chancellor."

I can't disagree with Shemr on this, not to mention his own "you under the umbilical" decision. I just had to shut my mouth. But the anger and dissatisfaction that held her in leaks from her mouth as a toothpick sound called critical.

This is hard to get you back in the mood later, even though the Ethereal Horse says it to everyone.

"Then I will officially announce the Prime Minister's appointment after confirming Mr. Solon's intentions."

Then the Ethereal Horse says to the Elf woman, who had refrained at the wall of the room.

"I'm sorry, but call Mr. Solon. I think he's probably in the lab at this hour."

Before I uttered the word to the end, it suddenly opened with momentum that the door of the room would be kicked through.

"Lord Doverlyn! It's important!"

Rolling in through the open door was a dwarf who shook his rich mustache and raised his voice. Soon Doverlin raises his voice of reprimand.

"Fuck you! In front of His Majesty, Soma! How long do you intend to stay the same!

The reprimanded Dwarf apologizes for hastily disrupting the venue for consultation. Then he moved his leg quickly, and when he went to Dvarin, he gave him some ear punching.

I wonder if Doverine has ever had a stunned look on her face, and then she puts her agony on her face.

"Oh my?! That's not good! - Your Majesty! We got a problem! It's out of my discretion! I'm sorry, but I wish you all the best!

To put it that way, Dvarin jumped out of a high chair dedicated to Dwarves with a low back length, moving that short leg in a doozy fashion and jumping out of the room.

It's unclear what the hell happened, but it seems to matter anyway.

Once the consultation was stopped, Aoima took Shemru after Dvarin.

In Dwarves and humans, their strides are overwhelmingly different. The Ethereal Horse quickly caught up with Dvarin and asked what had happened. Then Doverlyn answers as she moves her legs desperately.

"You will have heard of the recent reconstruction of the home of the Norzuli"

The Ethereal Horse snorted.

Norzuri, who serves as Dvarin's deputy general, is a Dwarf who was formerly home to Marben Copper Mountain in the northern part of the Holmeer country. During the Battle of Holmea, there was a history of integration into the new clan with the Doverines, who had named the Bornis blood clan, since they were freed by the Ethereal Horse where they had been tormented as mine slaves.

Still, there is something hard to throw away about my attachment to my hometown where I was born and raised. More than ever, Norzuri and the others were wishing for the reconstruction of their hometown of Marben Copper Mountain to the Ethereal Horse. Also, the reconstruction of Marben Copper Mountain, which boasted the production of one of the leading copper in the West Side, is something neither Ethereal Horse can hope for. It was in the hands of the Norzuli people to rebuild their homeland, aiding in a great deal of money and materials immediately after the transfer of the Holmeer State.

And more recently, Norzuri had just received reports that he had resumed mining for copper even if it did not extend to previous mining volumes.

"Actually, they taught me more secretly than Norzuri, but they don't just produce copper over there, they also produce secret drugs for black powder"

When Ethereal Horse heard of the "secret medicine of black powder," the first thing I thought of was black gunpowder. But when it comes to producing it, it should be a natural product. Exactly. Though in different worlds, I reckon there's no way black gunpowder can come out of the mine. Then I wondered what the "secret drug of black powder" was this time.

When the Ethereal Horse asks what the hell it is, Dvarin answers with a little hesitation.

"It's a secret medicine that makes the glass transparent."

Today, the Dvarins were purposefully picking up sand from distant deserts as a material to manufacture glass. That's because in the sand around it, the colors get on the glass that was made.

Colourless and clear glass is considered the finest in this era, even though colorless glass has its applications.

So the Doverins were making glass by removing the impurities thoroughly with the hassle of sorting through even finer crushing of desert sand with less impurities and floating in the water, in an effort to get the glass a little closer to colorless transparency.

But the glass that is built up to that point is also slightly blue-green if you try watering it down to the yang, he said.

"The secret drug of black powder has the power to knock that color out. It's a secret medicine that we have to make more glass than we do now."

In front of a pale horse who honestly admires whether there was such a thing, Dvarin puts a musty face.

"But there's a fool out there who stole that secret drug."

The Ethereal Horse had a bad feeling. No, I even learn to have an existing sense of vision.

"... I don't know, maybe I stole it -"

Yes, the Ethereal Horse was about to say, and a group of noisy people rushed from the other side of the aisle toward us caught my eye.

"Wait, you thief!

"I'll beat you to death! You fucking thief!

"Get him and hang him! And then the octopus!

It is the Dwarves' craftsmen, led by Norzuri, who come running with horns and sticks in their hands and fury.

And what they're chasing is a human old man showing off the healthy legs of a young man's face with a white beard like a immortal.

"Oh! Kid! Help me! They'll kill me!"

That is, it was a solon.