The library in the West Wing was twinkling with lights. Allie pushes the tee wagon to the place that Maximilian once hated the most.
The four Heavenly Kings have requested that tea be prepared for the Crown Prince, who has been researching late into the night. The other female servants in the west wing were all old chambermaids, and this role was eventually taken by the sturdy-looking Arie.
In a little while, I ran into Martin, who was walking around the library, waving his stiff arms around like a log.
''Oh, Mr. Allie. I'm about to play with the rats that have been lurking in the West Wing.
You've already been identified as a spy? As expected, he is the son of the Commander of the Order of the Kingsguard, isn't he? The Commander is famous for his gale forceful onslaught.
"No, no, no, I'm not the only one working here. Jeffrey's calmness, Steven's broad vision, and Chris's brains are what made it all happen. Now, if you'll excuse me! His Highness is holed up in the library, so let's get one good cup of tea!
Ha-ha-ha, and with a cheerful laugh, Jeffrey disappears across the hallway. My eyes have gotten used to it, but it's a big, muscular back.
＜If that giant towered over me, I'd cry and confess before I knew it...
This is the third son of the Commander of the Kingsguard, but he is a heir apparent because his two older brothers died at an early age. His family had led the Konoe Order for generations, so it was only natural that he would be attracted to Saint Mia.
The vizier's son, Jeffrey, is seen as the future vizier, Stephen is expected to take charge of the economy, and Chris is expected to use his brains in legal matters.
Once Maximilian became king, these four Heavenly Kings would run the country. After Duchess Alicia disappeared with the dew on the decapitation table, what happened to their fascination with Saint Mia?
The dream that they have been having since they were 9 years old is said to be vague and fluffy, but I wanted to ask them about it.
''Your Highness, I've brought you some tea. May I come in, sir?
Hmm? Oh, Arie. Thank you, I was just about to take a break.
I don't know if it was a natural posture or not, but Maximilian looked up as he sat on the floor, building a pile of books. The weight was concentrated in one place, and the unhappy floorboards were making a mishmash.
A cursory glance at the spine of a pile of books sent a shock through Allie's body. They were all books in foreign languages.
If you've been a Maximilian for the past nine times, who hated studying and hated the muddy stuff of effort, it's a lineup you can't read in the first place, let alone pick up.
Have you read all of this...? They're all books that have something to say about other worlds.
''That's great, Ally. I can't believe I can even understand the content at a quick glance. Although she is a Baroness, her knowledge, her parents must be quite respectable.
''Well, yeah, well, that's true. My father is a scholar, though he is not known...
With a cheeky smile, he takes off the teacosee that was covering the pot and pours the tea into the copper mug that was custom made for the artisan. All the while, Maximilian was running his gaze over the book in his hand.
"I'm going to give my opinion to your father. The father, who is the King, and the Order will decide what to do with the girl who calls herself an alien. I've been looking for examples in foreign literature that I can refer to...but no, none of them are fairy tales.
Saying that, Maximilian squeezed his eyelids with his thick fingertips. Allie offered him a cup of hot tea, which he took with one hand and smiled, "Thank you. Dense. It's extremely dense, but frustratingly, it looks a little cooler.
''...His Highness is very hardworking, isn't he?
It's the only thing I'm good at. I'm not very good with my head, and I've almost thrown it out a few times, but if you keep at it, it's going to take shape.
After taking a gulp of his tea and muttering, "It's good," Maximilian's consciousness drifted back into the book again.
Ally knows this because of Duchess Alicia's legacy. There is no similar case of Saint Mia in the foreign literature. But you can't put words to it.
Mia's strong healing abilities, rare in this world, have won the king and the cult over. Putting aside the fascination aspect, her power is useful for the country and the world.
＜Um, well... I don't know. Good luck with that.
He would be accustomed to unifying his mind, but he still didn't want to interrupt Maximilian, so he muttered only in his mind.
Allie bowed like a maid of honor, then gently pushed the tea wagon and left the library.