It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Seeing this rushed look, Rostee clouds his expression slightly.

"As for the nonsense, we have to explain to the people, so we want to talk about the dragon, but is it more urgent?

Confront Norwe with the words. I can't talk like this in front of the front door of the boulder, in front of everyone.

"Father. We could be experiencing some major problems with our affairs. Get ready."

When Norweh whispers, Rostey snorts and turns her gaze to the butler. At that moment, the welcome line collapses quickly and returns to its original placement. The servants also return to the hall to make sure the tide catches.

"When it comes to my grandson's first visit, he's in a hurry again."

You don't know what's going on. It's the late, Rostee says swallowing, going back inside the hall. whisper in Liz's ear as she follows.

"I wonder if I could ask Lord Pertier to join Mr. Radia."

"Yeah, okay"

Hear that reply and exchange your gaze with Norweh.

"Dear Rostee, since we're going to be talking about work, may Liz and the others please ask Master Peltier?

"I don't mind."

Is Radia familiar with Rostee and the others, and she talks normally without introductions or greetings? Leave Peltier and the others in the reception room, and we'll head to the office.

"What's the rush? And, uh, why don't you tell me more about Wyburn?

On the couch, at the stage when the tea comes out, Rostea opens her mouth.

"Father, has the King's Capital received a letter of parliamentary proceedings now?

"If you think about it in regular years, it would be before mid-August. If anything happens, we can reach the King's Capital in half a month."

Oh, because you haven't received it yet? Norweh snorts, gives the letter and points to the area in question.

"What do you think of this wording?

After Rostee, who has read the text, meditates and looks to heaven, he opens his right hand and offers it away.

"Talk to you later. Watts, give orders to the pioneers of each realm. Abandon any unnecessary and impatient business and run to Wang Du. With regard to travel costs, they shall be paid from faction operating expenses. Focus only on quick action. Also, if there are other factions in the neighborhood, take them with you. The costs shall be borne by the pioneers. Instead, take it in on the matter. Some expenditure shall be borne by factions. First, gather in the king's capital, so move on. Ready?"

"I'm in awe"

Early shoe noises turn away, along with the Deacon's reply, which was waiting outside the office.

"Ha..."

Deep sigh, sounding more than the original Rostee who meditated again.

"Father, regarding the response..."

"Norwe, what are you thinking of doing about it?

Rostee opens her mouth to block the question.

"It is...... Increase the number of enlightened factions and consenting aristocrats and raise doubts by a majority…"

When Norweh answers that, Rostee taps the edge of the table with a ton of fingertips.

"Hmm...... There was no such situation. If you say so, it will feed on your outfits from conservatives."

Rostee whines quietly.

"Father?"

"The Lord of the kingdom makes no mistakes, because he exists as an indiscriminate discipline. Once (once) the royal power has been wielded, it must be implemented. That's not in Kingdom law, it's a tacit understanding."

If the crane's voice is wrong, do you mean it involves the organization's top prestige...

"But I didn't want to be wielded power with such trivial things..."

Whimpering as Norweh leans her neck.

"Right. I can't help but think so. Hang on."

When Rostee tells him so, he flips through the desk drawer and activates some mechanism. When the sound rings in the corner of the room with the chachi, the decorated forehead tilts. When Rostee takes it off, I see a small drawer. Inside the door is a small box, hold it gently and place it on the table.

"This is the royal abbreviated crest."

When I opened the box, there was one little umpire with elaborate workmanship, wrapped in a cloth.

"Non, a member of the royal family. Because part of the royal power is delegated for emergency response. Now His Majesty, Non, and..."

There, exhale.

"His Royal Highness the former Queen...? I just don't know whose wisdom it is yet. As you will be aware of the part relating to sovereignty, I do not believe His Highness knows it until the fall into detailed affairs. Dear Dearnine is not educated and has never been involved in practice. Someone who knows how to cook."

"Are you a man with experience in bureaucracy and close proximity to His Highness?"

When I ask, Rostee and Norwe come up with a few ideas.

"I wonder if that's not necessarily one person. It is also possible that more than one human being is working together. It is also possible that knowledge is being used, even if we do not intend to cooperate. You'd still be closer to the truth if you followed your motives."

Norweh tells me, Rostee nods too. Hmm, I feel like I'm just wasting my time searching for the killer.

"First of all, I hope you decide on a policy. I myself can't even think of it as an agenda for implementing ultra-legislative measures based on national emergency powers. And I am concerned about the negative impact that its content will have on reducing hopes for future nobility."

When I tell you that, I make a face that there is a Norwegian.

"Norwe...... Is this an educational opportunity? What are we gonna do in a hurry together?"

Rostee groans as if she was stunned.

"Uh... yes. Uh, don't worry about the latter."

That's what Norweh tells you.

"It is...... But I was wondering if you were taking tax breaks because you wanted to increase your aristocracy as a country?

"Yeah. It's just a good thing there's no more incentives. There are budgetary issues, and there is a shift in policy. I'm not sure it's going to be implemented."

Continue the words, as Norweh seems sorry.

"As an opener, you may hustle and hustle about preferences. That way, you don't think about soliciting the faction, and you can take it in. The budget needs to be adjusted, but tax revenues to the extent of the Barons are insignificant. You don't have to worry about the content of this one. So the former, you should concentrate on figuring out how to deal with the abuse of kingdom itself."

When Norweh tells him, Rostee nods loudly.

"It's a good opportunity. You just have to recognize it as an educational place. Either way, if we don't have all the numbers in the end, we can't do anything specific. There will be a respite."

When Rostee says so, he claps with pampers. Finished tea is cleaned up and new teas are brewed.

"Well, it's class time."

With a fuzzy smile, Rostee tells him so. Okay, well, I rushed this far, but was it some last resort for Rostee?