Borderline uncle led a step in the birth competition with Landburn in his hand.
To counter it, the Marquis rushed to lead the expeditionary army.
What they aim for is the status of Imperial Chancellor. The seat is currently vacant.
(If I can cut off Awok and crumble the kingdom, I win)
I think the Marquis, who leads the Expeditionary Army.
Winning is against a rival, Uncle Borderline.
Built facing Landburn Central Square, the old bureau. The Marquis currently owes it there.
A group of men gathered in the square to prepare for the advance eastward looked down through the window.
As soon as they are in place, they plan to attack a small town halfway with Awok and lay a formation there.
"Let us meet His Majesty's expectations"
Mountains to the west, formerly the border, visible further west of the walls.
Looking away at the mountains, the Marquis spoke to himself in his heart.
In the Ost continent, a nation with the largest prints and the strongest national power. That is the empire.
Until recent years, however, shade was visible in its influence.
The power once concentrated on the emperor was diluted over a long period of time and dispersed among the great nobles and bureaucrats.
At the time, the empire was not a terrible being for despotic monarchs to freely wield their power, but turned into a collection of various forces that would bear the emperor.
It would be called institutional fatigue, due to age.
"The Empire is coming to life"
There were many leaders from different countries who thought so.
It was whispered, "The Land of the Sunset," when it came to having national territory in the western part of the continent.
Until the modern emperor climbed to that position.
"How about the abolition of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Time goes back more than twenty years.
When the modern emperor was still the Crown Prince, such a voice was raised by those who gathered in a room behind the court.
The current emperor is debilitated, and as it is, his days will change soon.
Those who raised their voices saw the Crown Prince as unworthy of the next emperor.
From the main room from the great nobility, the Crown Prince was born as the eldest son.
Despite its impeccable qualities, early in the court, voices were raising doubts about its qualities.
"Good boy," because he did not.
"It will not be possible to carry out your official duties as it is."
A ceremonial officer spoke with a difficult expression.
When asked to attend a ceremony, the Crown Prince always asks the official of the ceremony for its significance.
The first thing you need to do is not convince yourself of the answers that will be returned, but cut and discard 'such rituals don't make sense'.
For once, attendance and minimum obligations shall be fulfilled.
But every time this will also make you want to doubt your qualities.
"You must live up to your responsibilities as royalty."
At one point, the Empress, her real mother, told her so.
My father, the emperor, too, but both serene and serious personalities. They were worried about the way their son acted and thought.
(Like Father or Mother, I don't want to be)
Back in his room, the Crown Prince thinks.
The long and heavy history of the Empire encloses many events.
The conduct of the ancestors became a precedent, and the precedent eventually turned into practice.
The practice of successive birth created many volumes of etiquette and produced a wide variety of events.
Every year, every month, every week, every day. It was always some kind of anniversary and some sort of event was being carried out.
And the royal family was busily killed by the ritual response.
(Follow the calendar, continue to participate in meaningless events, and end your life)
That's what the royal family looks like now.
It is the great nobles and bureaucrats who steer the country.
"Do you have such a stupid story!
The Crown Prince slaps his fist on his desk.
If they say it's a family line dedicated to ceremonies from the beginning, they'll give up.
But the emperor is the one who makes himself the supreme power of the empire and guides the kingdom. That's what they taught me.
But lying in front of you is a completely different reality.
They are used well by the great nobles and bureaucrats and are asked to attend the ceremony without rest. And even then, we're going to cut down on life expectancy.
In fact, there are many who are short-lived upon the throne.
"I'll change"
I am so determined in my young heart.
Since then, I've been observing my surroundings, learning the law, and working to make companions.
The servitude for that matter goes on official business, but the attendance is kept to a minimum, and the rest is pressed against his brother, who is a 'good boy'.
And finally, this time comes.
My father, who went on an outing and continued to read out unscathed texts about to lose the fire of his life at a young age in his forties.
That condition is debilitating.
I would have used up my own energy. The Crown Prince thought so.
The stage returns to a room in the back of the court, slightly away from the Emperor's private room, where he still tries to catch his breath.
One of those gathered in that room, the Imperial Chancellor, opens his mouth.
"In His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the next emperor will not serve. My brother, I just need you to be me."
When the prime minister looked around, they were all snorting uniformly.
"But only His Majesty can petition for abolition. But you can't do it now."
The Jade Lottery can only be handled by the present emperor by magical treatment.
If the Emperor's life is lost, authority automatically moves to the Crown Prince.
"Therefore, once again, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be asked about the throne. And afterwards, I want to give Zen to you, my brother."
The ceremonial officer nods.
And I raised the question in a distracting manner.
"It's just whether His Royal Highness agrees."
"I ask you to agree. If you have to, the master will also have a way to push in Shiyuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The Imperial Chancellor leaks people's bad grin.
My lord's push into "Shiku Koo" literally means that the minister imprisons the lord.
Though the emperor has legal power, he has no one to pawn.
It is in this way that emperors who do not conform to the will of the great nobles and bureaucrats have been abolished from time to time.
Again, there is only one example of this.
"Then in such a direction"
The meeting between the back and back was adjourned to the satisfaction of everyone.
A few days later, news of the collapse spreads throughout the empire.
And as the next emperor, the Crown Prince took office.
The day after the funeral of the previous generations was grandly and roughly executed. The Imperial Chancellor heads to the Emperor's office.
It is to force Zen to give way to "Tunji". In case they refused, there were also a few strong guards, taking them with them.
"Mm?"
Proceeding down the hallway, we discover a closed door in the front.
As far as the memory of the Imperial Chancellor is concerned, this door was always open.
The guard tries to open it, but it's locked.
(Your Majesty?
frowning.
We go to make unwanted demands. Did you do this when you perceived it?
(Wasted Ascension)
One tongue strike commands one of the guards to bring the key.
Then the time flowed.
(slow)
I'm worried about that.
Nobody walks through this hallway while we wait.
A place close to the Emperor's private room. Surely those who come and go are limited, but too few nonetheless.
We signaled the guards and decided to go back the way we came once.
"What?"
A door in the middle of the hallway. That's closed and locked.
When it came, it was open. There is no mistake in that.
(Trapped?
If you look out the hallway window, this is the fourth floor. I didn't even go outside.
"Torn"
Instruct the guards.
Heavy oak doors, however, do not move by the guard's arm or body.
"Use your sword! Are your hips decorative?"
It is a spike sword for liturgy, though it is said to be unplugged. There was nothing I could do.
The Imperial Chancellor, seeing it, distorts his face.
(Something is happening)
A black cloud of anxiety begins to gush in my heart.
It's never convenient for me to be awake. That's all I could be sure of.
Meanwhile, the emperor's office has an emperor sitting in a chair and a few men and women standing in front of him.
The risen emperor hands them a piece of paper like an award.
"Power of attorney. For a limited time, I will give you the highest authority in the Knights and the administration."
The power of attorney stated to that effect, and the seal of the jade shone a magical light.
"The prime minister and high-ranking bureaucrats, plus the chief knights, split. You'll be able to hold back for a while."
Keep your eyes closed and keep your words coming.
"You must quickly master the administration and the Knights. Go!"
"Yes!"
I get up off the floor and run out to the door.
Some of them had pilots' badges on their chests. Dark-haired, short-haired, musculoskeletal youth and tough looking young women.
Everyone but him, runs out of the room.
There is no escort. I need one hand now.
(After that, do you want to be lucky or vicious?)
Do those who fall into practice obey the emperor himself, or do they obey the prime minister or the chief knight? That divides the results.
(Without a head, a formal power of attorney indicated. Legally, I should be able to hear what you're saying.)
legal system examined peripherally.
Emperor's power of attorney stands at the top of everything.
But, as it turns out, it's humans who operate by law. If I had a boss in front of me, I would follow that directive.
(Will it become so?)
Sit tight on the throne and look at the cane on your right.
Also known as the Imperial Staff, it is a symbol of authority with the Jade Lottery.
I smile sarcastically at the edge of my mouth as I see the magical glow of the jewel at its tip.
(Fine, isn't it useful)
What the emperor said was about the emperor's wand abilities.
The opening and closing and locking of the main doors, provided in the courtroom. I can do that.
Currently, all the hallways were dimensioned and the rooms were closed.
This should have rendered the Chancellor, senior bureaucrats, and the Knights leader physically immobile somewhere in the court.
(Emperor who rules the whole empire. But the power I actually have is to this extent)
Doors in hallways at regular intervals, entrances to and exits from major rooms. It is to that extent that the Emperor's power extends.
There comes a loss of laughter.
My father, my predecessor, never used this power.
Other than the royal family, they won't even know that the emperor's staff has such abilities.
(My father, too, would have been troubled by the use of this ability)
The grin that bit him back, and now he stood up and laughed.
Laughing, waiting for my men to report. All those whom he gathered desperately.
It was not until a little while later that the news would come that his attempts and those of his men had been successful and that they had taken control of the Imperial Centre.
Later, he used the Imperial Knights to sweep away the old system.
"There is no need for His Majesty to be directed to the battlefield. Leave the battle to our pilots."
My men desperately bow down, but he never listens.
In the fight against the old system, the emperor always goes to the battlefield.
"Surely the rest are not pilots. Naturally, I can't even handle knights."
After saying that, he points to the brocade flag that he is causing the soldiers to fly in the rear.
"But I have authority as an emperor. As long as it's with the rest, the enemy will always be a thief."
And he smiles badly at people and asks his men.
"What do you say? Don't you think this is going to help us?"
The men who gave up drooped their heads and headed to the battlefield with balls that should never be discussed.
In fact, the power of "Imperial Knights Straight to the Emperor" was intense.
Within the Empire, where loosening and disturbance had become more pronounced and the system itself was beginning to haunt.
But the emperor's authority had not yet faded. That was more pronounced the more I went to the region.
The great nobles who were initially uplifted, but cannot muster popularity in front of a legitimate emperor. After the disadvantage was visible, it was rapidly disintegrated from the hem.
"Would it have been a little useful?
To a master with a full smile, his men lay flat.
And in a short period of time, the emperor revives such a powerful authoritarian monarchy as he once did.
There is no shadow of the great power of the slopes and yangs, as they have been saying in recent years.
One looks like a mighty nation, aiming at the unity of the Ost continent.
"Emperor who achieved continental unity and achieved maximum print"
For a history lover, the sound of the word involves sweetness.
The men who draw on the emperor's ambitions swell the border outward to compete.
The modern emperor has been about the emperor for more than twenty years.
The Empire was now undoubtedly experiencing a period of moderate prosperity.
And from the Empire, the country with the hottest gaze now.
In the pleasure district in its king's capital, Tauro went inside a luxurious building.
"Sorry for the inconvenience the other day."
I bow my head to Sione's concierge. The herbivore's upset.
"No, that matter would have been unexpected, too, Master Tauro. Don't worry about it anymore."
The older concierge says softly with a laugh.
"Plus, you can even suggest a set menu like this. Thanks to you, it's very popular."
There doesn't seem to be any lies in that smile. In fact, I guess the customer's legs are stretched as well.
The hour was a few days ago.
When I went to apologize for the herbivore, I was consulted in a chat.
The effects of the war have tightened people's purse strings, causing customers to enter and the unit price to fall. Is there any good way?
(Increase the number of customers while also increasing the unit price of customers)
It's quite a challenge.
(To do this, you need the added value that makes customers want to give money)
On my troubled head emerges a dish that I have yet to get, as I once searched for it.
(This is it!
After sorting it out with my head, I told the concierge what I had in mind.
"Put two women on one guest. And one of them must be a sideline, right?"
Concierge continues his words with a difficult look.
"Surely the price per customer will go up. But are the customers you order fulfilled?
It's a negative reaction.
But I assure you, I am strong.
"It's okay. It's not just a set. It's a menu that everyone will want to try once."
"Say?
"This menu is named" Bowl of Parents and Children ""
Having heard the words, the concierge makes it look like it was struck by lightning.
Open your eyes and mouth, words don't come out.
"This menu is unique to Sione, sold by young sidelines. Their mother would still be young and beautiful."
I laugh nasty and niggly.
The concierge swallowed the gokuli and spit.
"Sure......, it's a menu that you do want to try. I might be able to do this. No, I'll definitely take it!
I can see it coming with a lot of motivation, even looking at it.
"Thank you! Let us get you ready quickly!
I am glad that the proposal was accepted, but what does it mean to be quick?
When I was wondering, the answer was simple.
"Some mothers are sitting on a chick stand."
My God, he was a parent and a child who worked in the same store.
"No, but this was a blind spot. Something I did.... We need to make sure soon."
The concierge immediately calls out to the sideline and to the woman in its motherly chick.
And looking back at me, what a fascinating suggestion.
"Dear Tauro, please try it"
But I had to break it with the thought of a severance.
Immediately after this, the work of exorcism awaited.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Come whenever convenient."
With that said, the concierge loosened his collar as he took off his jacket. He invites a young concierge and offers to ask for a lobby.
You must be going to see the flavor for yourself and make adjustments.
(Nice)
I left the store with a tear of blood in my heart.
Then a few days pass.
And today, when it got convenient, I came to the store quickly.
"Then let me explain. First, customers will be asked to choose a sideline"
As I nod at the words of the concierge, I look at the girls sitting in the chair between the walls with thin legs.
"A child with a badge on his chest has become a 'bowl of parents and children' possible."
Unsurprisingly many. Nearly half the kids were glowing colorful badges.
"There are three types of badges, gold, silver and copper, each at a different price"
Gold is expensive and copper is cheap.
"Where does the difference come from?"
"Yes. Kim is the one whose mother is active on our chick stand. I guarantee that skill."
Listen to the explanations that follow.
Silver is someone who has retired but once worked in a store somewhere.
And copper was a completely inexperienced amateur.
If you give it a view, there is only a few gold and copper, mostly silver.
"Okay, with copper"
My eyes gleam.
The eye of the concierge in return reflected the light equally strongly.
"... Exactly, you know"
I'll give that back to you, too.
"It's an honor to keep you complimented."
Calling a mother from a nearby home means a little waiting time occurs.
Except for the gold badge, they don't pack it in the store.
In the meantime, words were hung from the concierge.
"This is a bowl of parents and children, but as the originator, may I give you Tauro's name?
I think a little. There will be no problem.
But it stinks a little when it stays tauro.
"I don't mind. But if you can, in the name of Doctor Slime, please."
In that word, the face of the concierge gleams with joy.
"Thank you very much for letting me use that name."
Is that so?
"Yeah, if it's also a menu of doctor-slime proposals, it's different."
It's called the Twin Perfections of the Hanayagi Realm, and I seem to have sold my name more than I think.
(Well, okay)
If I had done what I wanted, this would have happened.
I can't help it now.
There, the girl on the sideline approaching with a totattoo and a quick leg.
Concierge, look over there.
"Looks like the mother is ready. Enjoy your stay here."
I was picked up by a sideline girl and walked up the stairs to the second floor.