I couldn't keep my head up to the sudden question.
Oh, what did you just say? This country's place in the world?
Why are you asking me that? There's no way I can answer that.
She's an eight-year-old girl, isn't she?... leave the contents behind.
Maybe this is a challenge from God trying to see if I'm a bad girl.
I'm sure you would, otherwise a king like this wouldn't show up and ask questions like this.
I glanced at the map placed on my desk.
The world position of this country, the State of Durkis...... Yeah, it's a big country, but it's not a good country.
You read it in a book recently, didn't you? I knew reading was important.
Should I say this? You sound like a bad girl, don't you?
'Cause in front of the king, you say this country is not a good country. Bad girl, like the one in the picture.
What if I say this and I'm deported from the country? Well, that's the time, isn't it?
Because I was reincarnated into this world to be a bad girl.
"Unfortunately, this country is a big country, but it can never be called a good one"
I said that with my spine stretched out looking into the king's eyes.
The king's face clouds. That's right, you're disparaging your country to an eight-year-old.
... I wonder why Duke looks so entertaining. You're the king's son, aren't you?
What am I supposed to say, but shouldn't I be mad?
"What's not good about it?
I thought that question would definitely come.
I wonder what kind of torture it is to be surrounded by talent older than yourself and made into a question-attack by a king. But withstanding this intimidation is the bad girl.
I linked the knowledge I read to my thoughts in my head at a fierce speed.
"At first glance the economy looks moist, but that seems like a very large difference between rich and poor if you dig deeper just by looking. The place said to be a poor village in this country is a difficult situation to see. We need to put more emphasis on fiscal policy, given the possibility of them starting a riot."
The king opens his eyes. Hmm, I touched my beard with a grunt.
"Well, what do you think is the solution to that"
Do you still listen!?
What are you trying to get an eight-year-old girl to answer?
There's no way a normal girl can answer such a difficult question.
... I wonder if you're trying to spot my bad girl qualities in this question.
Yes, a real bad girl would bring a ruthless answer to this solution.
"How about supporting the independence of the State of Carbera under the control of the State of Lavar?
Everyone's expression hardens. I've seen that look many times already.
I'm tired of it, so why don't you look weird when you're surprised from now on?
"Supporting the independence of the Carbera State won't put you under the umbrella of this country."
Master Gail said to me as he rounded his eyes.
Thank you, Master Gail. I've been waiting for that dialogue.
"That's right. You can't put it under your umbrella."
"So, what do we do?"
The king raised his voice a little.
Come on, this is where the bad girls live.
I set my posture again and looked straight into the king's eyes.
"Sell thanks."