Trying to open the door, I noticed a cough coming from beyond it. Kon, Kon, and when the asthma starts to mix, the woman's voice sounds blurry.
I didn't open it as rudely as I did when I stepped into the back room of the mansion earlier, but first I knocked on the door twice and I heard a slight "go ahead".
"Excuse me. How are you feeling today, Lord Elise?"
Hit and change from the other 'Elise' room, and in a bright, well-ventilated room, the cough still continues. It belongs to the girl who got her upper body up on the sleeping table. As I stroked that girlfriend's back, one tall maid looked back at this one.
"Dear Eliza,"
"Hello, Marya. I wonder how Lord Elise is feeling."
"It's getting a little better since you came to this mansion."
While doing so, the girl's cough gets smaller and slowly starts to repeat her asthma. After getting her disturbed glossy brown hair done by the maid Marya, the girl gradually raised her face. There is no longer a spicy distorted look that I saw earlier, and there is a gentle smile floating.
"Excuse me, Master Eliza."
"No, never mind"
Her name is Elise Shellstoke, and she is the daughter of the lord's niece in Staedel, just north of Cardiac territory.
Viscount Steedel and I only greeted each other on our birthday celebrations, but we liked the warm climate of Cardiac territory and had a medical consultation at the place of care for our weak niece and later. Baron Shellstoke, Elise's father, had rights to part of the land on Cardia across the border, so he was to accept her in exchange for the sale.
By the way, in Arxia, ownership of the land is only permitted by the nobility. In the first place, titles are defined by the privileges and lands that they possess, for example, in addition to the ownership of the land in the name of the Viscount, they give the people living on that land the right to govern and to represent taxation. The Baron is only allowed to own the land, so the land is treated as rental land, except for direct jurisdiction.
The Staedel area is a small area at the foot of the Black Mountains (Amon Nour), which is not unlike the Cardiac area, where there are no products of particular interest, but the temperature difference is considerable.
Viscount Steedel and Baron Shellstoke have apparently been searching for a place to accept Elise in a warm land for many years, which is why the Earl of Teresia has been interviewing him if he is in the Cardiac territory currently under surrogate rule.
Even this one, which had been forced into isolation in all respects because of my father, didn't have to say no, and it was an offer at the ship's time to cross to put the other 'Elise' in the mansion.
"If you have any problems, please let us know immediately."
"No, I'm doing so much better for everyone in this mansion that I enjoy myself every day."
"That's good"
She has a fine voice because of her asthma, but she also smiles back at Elise, who talks quietly. The look on Kamil's face was a little stiff when she left the room after doing a little bit of other things that she didn't love, such as talking about the vase flowers that Marya had received this morning from the gardener Boreswaf. When he made the call silently, he began to walk towards the office.
I made sure I was far enough away from Elise's room, and if I asked him what was going on, he wouldn't stop walking and start talking in detail, but he prefaced.
"Looks like quite a few refugees have arrived at the fort in King Yugfena territory"
"Farmers around the Sil tribe."
"There's a pigeon from the House of Lords calling an emergency rally. Not only to the Count, but also to Tsari."
... to me too? I have deposited all my rights as lord with the Earl of Teresia. Will I finally gather soldiers at Fort Yugfena when it will take me a call from the House of Lords?
Nature and leg movements were accelerated by the anxiety that sprung up as it seeped carefully.
Inside the office, Count Teresia was busy clearing the paperwork, and Berwaier, his secretary, was equally moving his hands with a serious face. Many rolls of new parchment have been served, and many red doves have stopped at the window frame to see if there is a rush to contact them.
The red pigeon is a bright scarlet pigeon with a habit of turning around the dining room in order and is the most outstanding species as a biographical pigeon. It is the white dove that is usually used, so I can see at a glance how this is an emergency. Finally, this bird, when it comes to pigeons, is a pigeon, but because it is about twice its size compared to the pigeons of previous life, several small pieces that did not stop at the window frame were wandering around in the corners of the floor.
"Are you here?"
"Yes, I heard it was a mass influx of refugees, a call from the House of Lords"
"It seems that the Shir themselves are not so close to the border yet. That's safe and sound. The House of Lords will convene in four days. I don't need to rush anything."
With that said, the Earl of Teresia hastily bracketed some parchment on the pigeon's leg and let it fly. Unexpectedly look at Kamil in the face at the contradictory words and actions.
"So what's wrong with this situation?"
"Badly in between, Viscount Garbiart fell on you. The Viscount hasn't even got his wife's belt yet."
What, the voice almost popped out of my mouth.
Viscount Garbiato is a lord of the Viscount Territory situated next to the south of the Cardiac Territory and between the Junas Frontier Uncle, who is still young just after graduating from the Institute of Advanced Learning. I didn't even hear you were sick or sick, and I was here to celebrate your birthday the other day, and I said hello.
Whatever happened to me so suddenly, the Earl of Teresia continues to talk.
"There is only the lord of Junas who has the right to inherit Galbiato. Chiko is now on the court board, and so is his other son. So, Eliza, what will happen to Galbiate and Cardiac territories?
My eyelids blinked once on their own at the abrupt question.
I know that Garbiato's inheritance rights are only available to the Junas Border Uncle. Because the Garbiat family is originally a division of the Junas family, and the Junas Frontier uncle is the real father of Viscount Garbiat.
The story is that Eleanor, the daughter of the Garbiat family, became the second lady of the Junas border uncle, and that the child she gave birth to entered the Garbiat family as an adopted son, but both that Eleanor and Eleanor's father, the previous Viscount and his wife, are already deceased.
"Are you saying that the territory of Galbiato will be incorporated into the territory of the Junas Frontier uncle? In that case, Cardia will not only divide the realm of King Yugfena, but also the realm of the Junas Frontier."
"Right."
One nodded Count Theresia's eyes further prompt me to continue.
"... you're going to take on the resupply relay for Lindar."
"That's not all. It is probably up to the emergency assembly to decide whether to officially protect refugees in influx within the country. In that case, it is this territory of Cardia that will almost certainly become a place of acceptance"
So if we accept the refugees, if the Shills come to protection, then this territory will take over, too?
Count Theresia returns his silent affirmation.
"... is there anything I can do?"
"Whatever. If we're going to accept refugees, we're going to need to be ready for that. And whatever you do with them, the Syl and Denzel soldiers will come here. Cardia can't stay out of this."
To the Earl's words, as I snorted, Berwaier placed a desk on the wall with a large amount of paperwork. There was no time to dwell on the sheer amount of documents, and Berwaier arched his hand without grinning, as usual.
"Now, Master Eliza, please look through these documents. This is a contract item on cooperation with neighbors. Of these, it would be helpful to have all the items on defense cooperation wrapped around this parchment for each territory."
"Okay."
At the same time as I hung it in my chair, I could see Kamil being forced to hold a large amount of rolls of parchment as well. The fact that me and Camille are being driven out to these kinds of jobs still seems like a pretty pressing situation.
The clash with a rapidly realistic neighbor gave me a throat bang.