Hitsugi no Maou

"We will report to you from the undercover squad. It's a matter of senate control, but the circular to Wang Dumin has been successfully completed. No response so far. I guess it's honest that you're not interested."

"Punishing the Senate seemed to erupt dissatisfaction from within the Knights, to which many of the noble brothers (who do) belong as well, but this is also the status quo, there are no such signs.

It seems significant that the son of the Speaker of the House of Lords, Vice-President of the Knights of Ryde Harbatos, who was murdered by the Commander of the Gallol Warriors, fully acknowledged his father's inaction and re-sworn his apology and allegiance to Master Lucina "

"No, no, no, no. We knights were on Lord Gallol's side, even without Lord Halbatos' re-oath."

"However. In the first place, the Senate pulled the legs of kings and soldiers in this war, an organization that can also be described as the culprit who caused the ordeal of defeat. My appetite for the people had fallen to the ground so long that even my body, including the knights, hated me.

If you were to dismantle the country, you would be an unforgivable traitor, even a flesh and blood parent. "

"A knight is a man of a nation who values morality and loyalty, and no one disturbs his personal feelings in such a phase"

"I'm just impressed with Lord Gallol's English break. No, the boulder is Lucina's katana (you had a place). It's a shame to keep you a civilian."

- The royal castle of Coffin. Famous knights, warriors and nobles gathered in a large conference hall.

Listening to their words, Lucina was dressed as a knight with her helmet off, twisted (or) in a seated chair. So she closed her eyes and wrinkled between her brows.

Such a conference to discuss Coffin's policy as a country after the defeat was one of the daily headache seeds of Lucina.

Participants will examine the domestic situation and the movement of the snobber army whenever possible and submit a case for action as soon as possible as an agenda item.

But all of them were too serious, and most of them could not be dealt with in the exhausted royal family.

to the livelihood security of the people, food issues. Looting is a routine act of violence perpetrated by settler adventurers.

Especially when it comes to negotiations and protests against the occupation policies of the Snoba army, because Snoba's generals barely let the Coffins outside of Lucina into their castles, no one else was able to extrapolate the generals' thoughts directly on the scene (yes) or launch effective measures.

In other words, the negotiations between the states had to be carried out virtually by Lucina alone.

The claims, demands, and mouths that we all decided beforehand were often overshadowed by smoke (kem) in the general and executives of Snoba.

Not least because the snobbers are comfortable with Lucina and suddenly call or take her around, neither is the flow of negotiations or anything that happened.

No matter how much time I spent at the meeting to discuss it, it didn't matter.

Conferences always presented all the new problems, turning them into melancholy (depressing) tasks that stacked unresolved.

So now, participants in the conference are somewhere happy to talk about Gallol's Senate domination, which should never be a pleasure.

Though arbitrary, Gallol stopped the Senate rampage. If I tried to explain things to the people as his last resort, they were quietly accepted without any reaction.

The traitor was cleaned up and one problem was solved. The problem disappeared.

Participants in the meeting seem pleased with the outcome, which was not obtained for a long time.

If, in order to preserve that pleasure, we are allowing and admiring each other's acts of galore to continue to taste, and vice versa, we are denigrating the Senate.

Lucina thought this flow might be a dangerous sign.

By mistake, people may lose their normal judgment and stop doing meetings.

Continuous handling of the problems of piling countries in the first place still requires a wise man as an expert, using purely knowledge as a weapon.

No matter how loyal, there are limits in warriors and knights who make martial arts their business.

The wise men who served Lugassa, their father, died in battle with the king, or were martyred after the war, or, for other reasons, did not remain under Lukina.

Now that the Senate as an advisory body has been a complete enemy of the royal family, the only way to move this meeting forward effectively is to unearth new wise men, or else the faces already present will 'grow' with enough awareness to change their position and genre -

A voice sounded somewhat louder talking to Lucina's ear, fuzzy "Master Lucina," who was thinking about it.

When I open my eyes, one young knight raises his hand among the twenty less men assembled indoors.

Lucina called the knight's name and turned to the palm of her hand, which she returned in the sense of allowing her to speak.

The knight lowers his hand and raises his energetic voice.

"Senate relations will be enough. I'll leave the explanation to Lucina… I have a suggestion for working with my neighbor Separca."

"Collaboration? Aside from working with Separca, haven't you been in touch at all since the war? The border blockade was also quick because Coffin lost just one battle to Snobba.

You know that Coffin has been occupied, but you may not know which country's army your worst enemy is. "

To the young knight, another knight turns his voice.

The young knight, who was whispered his remarks, does not even look particularly bad, he says, pointing to his opponent with the helmet he held beside him.

"Exactly. If you try Separca, suddenly a strangely equipped soldier stands in a border guard fort in Coffin, unilaterally cut off from national traffic.

Until now, our country and Separca have regularly interacted with each other's resources. Coffin was sending ore and metalworking products, and Separca was sending crops such as wheat and potatoes to the other country. Private merchants were also travelling between the two countries through the Tioline forest, in small but relatively free numbers.

That's when suddenly the gateway (Monko) on Coffin's side was shut and burned down the border forest you give away. Separca wants to see what's going on here. "

"I hear the snobbers are completely eliminating the Separca messengers. They say those silent soldiers only point blades at those who come from outside and drive them back without any explanation. Neither can we go outside the border. No hitter, I suppose."

"But we found someone who might be able to cross the border. Dear Lucina, may I put that person on this occasion?

Lucina, listening as she sat down, nodded towards the knight.

The knight stood up and turned to the entrance to the conference hall and said, "Get in!" and emit a voice.

The door opens, and I look at the huge thing that came in the room, and the men groan.

That was familiar to the Coffins, but now precious, a passenger animal as big as a cow, Doo.

The Great Fox, with its golden fur, sees Lucina with eyes that leave the wild light stronger than the dog.

Grabbing with bare hands the dedicated hami put on its mouth was the old man in the tutor, who once managed the doo for the royal castle warriors to ride.

An old man advances into the middle of the conference hall and bows his head to Lucina.

A risen knight stood next to him and began to speak in a confident tone.

"As you know, he is the Tutor of Doo dedicated to the Royal Coffin. I've volunteered to retaliate for Doo's mass murder by snobbers."

"Retaliation? Volunteering? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who

"I'm not doing anything harmful to the snobber side. Look at this."

As the knight squeezes his chin at the old man in the tutor, the tutor leaps twirling on the body of the beast, who has not even put the saddle (kura) on, while grabbing Doo's hami.

As I grabbed Doo's back in the back of my hand, I suddenly peeled off that fur.

When a little Lucina embarks herself and turns a blind eye, Doo has proper fur on her back. Apparently there was a fur of the same color stuck on top of Doo's fur beforehand.

The tutor slips his body over Doo's neck and snuggles his belly tightly against Doo around the center of his back, scratching the peeled fur off his head.

The figure of the tutor hides, leaving only a slight flurry of meat on Doo's back.

Ooh... I said to the men who raise their voices, the knight standing beside Doo smiling.

"Doo, who was raised in the Wang capital, has mostly been slaughtered, but the wild Doo still survives in the land. No wonder one of them happens to (...) cross the border in the middle of the night"

"I see. Are you saying that if you let the Tutor lurking on Doo's back also hold a letter to King Separca, you can make contact between nations? But from the border guard fort, there are great stone walls..."

"This child is my secret. If it's about a wall, maybe jump over it. Come on. I can't, but I want you to pull your nails into the stone gap and climb."

The tutor, still wrapped around his fur, replied with a peek into his puffy eyes.

"The only way you can manipulate Doo without a reins is if it's barely light. If Master Lucina only wrote to you, I will cross the border even this evening and reach Separca to show it easily.

In the face of the tutors who have served the royal family for six generations, I will make sure to do it. "

"Dear Lucina, There are no other hopeful proposals. Separca should be rewarded as soon as possible with the current state of our country and the threat (today) of Snobba's 'God'. Permission to execute the plan."

Under the gaze of the Tutor and Knight, Lucina rose from her chair.

Until yesterday, I would have asked for an opinion from Samurai (Habe) Gallor, but now he's in a separate room, undergoing surgery to re-suture his torn mouth.

More importantly, when I stood alone as a representative of the royal family, I had just promised him.

Lucina reached out to the Tutor and Knight and tried to say in a strong tone.

"Prepare a letter to King Separca by night. But, Tutor Dakan, come back without hesitation if you see it impossible to cross the border. If you succeed the other way, stay in Separca and wait for the movement of the times. Remember to treat the letter as an official envoy."

"I made it easy. In the unlikely event that a snobber soldier catches you, the letter will be torn and swallowed. It's easy for me to decide that I was in exile alone, and the princess should keep her mouth shut."

"... the Royal Coffin protects your family responsibly. As long as the royal family survives."

To Lucina's words, the tutor took off his fur and jumped off the doo and lay flat.

Inside the teeming conference hall, Lucina turned her attention to the young knight, the originator of the plan, and said:

"It's a bit of a tough operation, but if we succeed, we may certainly see the possibility of working with Separca as well. Well done."

"Ha."

"Listen carefully to the others. What is needed for this meeting is the temper (you know) of an individual who tries to take action by forgetting his or her position and even common sense rather than the wisdom itself of solving a pile of problems. Unfortunately, there are no wise men among us as professionals who use brains as weapons.

Then there is no other way than to find a way to twist the lines of one, the best wiser, of the twenty men gathered here. "

When Lucina put her fist against her chest, the ministers, who had not been commanded to do anything, rose out of their chairs and rose.

It's an opportunity to renew our consciousness and our fighting spirit. Lucina speaks up.

"It would be insane, never mind without precedent. All possible measures should be presented. Use all the resources you can to face this national disaster with all your strength."

The same voice responding to Lucina sounded strong and loud enough to tremble the wall.

At that time, unexpectedly, signs of people approached from the hallway.

As the gaze of everyone in the room gathers, the door opens without a knock, and the samurai's nagi comes in.

Not long after asking about it, Nagi told Lucina with a frightened look.

"A snobber executive is coming in front of the castle gate. I need to speak to Master Lucina."

The same complexion changes.

Did you come to take Lucina out here again, or did you hear about the Senate last night as soon as possible?

Ask with a rugged eye as Lucina walks over to Nagi.

"Is it just the executives? Are there no generals?"

"There's only one female executive. I don't have any soldiers with me either.... For the record, I'm not even on a horse. Looks like he came on foot."

The indoor faces tend to stare at each other. It's never happened before, such as snobber executives, who are always swarmed within their peers, coming to see Lucina alone.

Lucina frowns, but passes next to the nagi and heads to the door.

"I don't know what it is, but it's just fine. I was going to meet them about the Senate anyway... and I'm going straight out to the castle gate. I don't mind putting them in the castle."