Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Cloudy clouds of cloudy weather that were still going to cry covered Argentina, the capital of the Grawior Empire here.

It was only in the beginning that I walked comfortably through Daimon, but as I approached the central city, the pedestrians began to increase, their walks slower and slower, and by the time I began to see the royal castle, it was as if it were to be rubbed by a pedestrian wave, and its footsteps were worse than those of a tortoise.

For once, passers-by try to give way because it is a tailored carriage known as aristocracy/VIP, but the intrusion is water on the burning stone, and the companions of the short-minded Beastman clan, in a frustrating tone, claimed that it would be quicker to just get down and run, but that's just against courtesy, which makes them calm down somehow.

"... and you're an amazing person. Is it some kind of festival?"

When Levan mouthed whatever Levan thought in a half-hearted, half-hearted tone at the number of tender-like people visible through the window gap, a 2.5 headed beautiful toddler in a rose dress sitting next to her - the demon guide doll Chibi Scarlet Snow - responded with a grinning face.

"No, no, it's a city of this size, so it's not population dense with Willide or Ara. Plus, I just got home from work in time, and on top of that, it's this weather. I think this is all crowded by trying to finish shopping early. On the contrary, if it was raining, I guess no one would have left."

In this world where dyeing techniques are underdeveloped, it is normal for a human wearing some superior kimono not to walk when it rains, because when wet in water, the dye of his clothes falls off.

"Are you saying you bumped into each other at a bad time?"

Something like time-bound work and weather shopping are almost indecisive Beastman habits, and don't think too much about this time, this visit in the weather - or the insane way of using the beastman's acuteness and the mobility of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson to enter the Empire half-authorized and contact the Chancellor just before entering the Imperial Capital - but Levan chewed on the inner hozo that it might have been a failure.

The beginning of the incident began with the transfer device discovered by Scarlet Snow and others the other day - unlike the transfer magic formation, some movement was fine-tunable, once the owner, Scarlet Snow, stored it in a storage space (inventory) and took it back to the ground and reinstalled it - and sent it to the Imperial Chancellor with a letter stating that he wanted to implement the agreement regarding the treatment of this additionally.

Its contents (the existence of a transfer device and free trade using this) naturally called for considerable ripples in the empire as well. As soon as possible, the Imperial Chancellor returned a reply containing the contents of his desire to hold direct prior consultations rather than exchanges in documents, as soon as possible and in secret.

"If it was a secret, I'd join in"

"" "" No!!!

After sealing off Scarlet Snow, who was about to say something light-hearted, with four people, King Collard, himself, Tendai and Miko, who were there, I ended up being a representative of the country where the device was located, and I was in a relatively easy position to move...

"... Um, Your Highness. Do you still want to talk about it?"

I asked the Scarlet Snow doll, who rarely sighted the city of Argentina, with a toddler's attitude as it seemed.

"Yeah, but? If you can't come directly, you'll have to compromise now."

Looking back, inflate your cheeks slightly dissatisfied.

- No, you don't have to come here, so I'd like you to stand down at the castle and just wait for the report.

Yes, Levan swallows words that came out to his throat.

"... Normally, I don't think I would come to a prior consultation with a toddler."

"Mm-hmm. Then I'm pretending to be a doll during the discussion, so why don't you just hold someone and walk? If you say it's a tradition of the Beasts, I'm convinced that's the way it is."

In general perception, Scarlet Snow adds that the Beast Nation is to the extent that they are spearing naked and saying uho while eating bananas.

- What do you think you are, the Beast Clan?!

Again, Levan desperately wants to scream. Meanwhile, the Beastmen of his entourage turned their faces away at the same time so that no tobacco could come to them.

'I would never hold a doll like that and go to a meeting. As long as I'm going, I'll get away from this place!

And they all refused silently.

Then do you have to take yourself with the erasure method!? Holding a toddler doll at the scene of a secret conversation with the Imperial Chancellor!! What punitive game is that?!

Scarlet Snow slaps Levan's shoulder with her head in a pompous and easygoing manner with a seemingly innocent grin.

"Well, you can just think that even my sister took me on a sightseeing trip, brother."

"My sister-in-law would be hungry by herself."

"Forget about your old sister. Love your new sister, brother."

That's what I said. I saw on Levan's arm, little Scarlet Snow scratching.

- Ugh.

I know I'm joking, but the cuteness of my appearance is overwhelming, so I'm driven by seizures that I didn't want to cuddle and put my head in.

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At the same time, in the mobile settlement of the Lions...

In meditation, a heavenly scripture ran behind Asmina, a witch who wished her brother-in-law well.

"-!!

"What is it, Master Asmina?

Ignoring Gisis frowning, Asmina is attacked by fierce chest commotion and becomes Jen-royal.

"It's dangerous! Dear Brother Levan, the danger is imminent!!

"- What the hell!

"Strong enemies are imminent! Something like this makes me feel like my sister's (my) position will be taken away!!!"

"... what?

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"Was it the example envoy - the 'Beast King' of the Beast People? I hear you've entered the city."

Warren, a marquis and prime minister of the Grawior Empire, a man of magnificent age with an eagle nose who was making a paperwork ruling toward the executive desk, once put the pen in his hand.

I guess I was anticipating when he could rest his hands. The man who was sitting on the couch for visitors - no, should I say youth - dressed like a merchant, listened to his words of weak presence when he seemed to be everywhere, and Warren raised his face with the 'Speaking of which, you were there' face.

"It's 'Candidate for Beast King' to be exact. Well, there's no big difference between either."

I look at the piled up paperwork again with the face that I don't have time to think about such an extra thing.

"Aren't we planning on having an informal consultation? Shouldn't you be getting ready?

"It's not necessary. You won't make it to this mansion anyway. Damn, I'm already with Empire... if I could spare a little more time, I'd have done it without tough means. - Or are you not sure you want to end it?

Only for a moment, raise your face from the paperwork and stare at the other person's face.

"No. Of course I'll do my job perfectly, but somewhat alibi making, unlike some of the folks out there who take care of it?

"Hmm. An emperor. They'll make a scene that if anything happens, it's all this conspiracy. I don't care which way I'm dealing with him. If it's the same thing, I've never gotten past wasting it."

Both people's lives and their set-up for talks are worth it, later it is a matter of efficiency.

Rather than being cruel - young people responded in a tone that doesn't matter again - to what can be said because they are thoroughly underestimating their lives.

"And the final confirmation is that the example 'transfer device' - do you really mind if I break it? It's going to help a lot, though."

"I don't need it. I don't have time for extra sparks."

Indeed, a transfer device capable of transferring large quantities of personnel and supplies at once is attractive. Among the staff members who asked for their opinion, there were many opinions that it should be taken from the Free Alliance of Cres.

But if it were a clear armed invasion, it would undoubtedly be a total force battle against the entire Crimson Empire, the Patriarchate of Cres.

Many people belittle Imperial Crimson, a crimson empire that is still unclear where its country is, as Tenzi's tiger, but Warren did nothing to insult the power of his opponent, who has come to have a giant imprint in less than six months.

No, it is the current situation in my own country that is more problematic than the threat of the other person.

Although the Kres-Kensruna federation split and succeeded in ceding territory to its docile dispute, this was even a dangerous bet. Probably wouldn't have been able to maintain the front if it had been a long fight. As a matter of fact, the Empire now has no room for a massive battle.

Highly formatted power Grawior, backed by a long history and graceful traditions.

Such a complaining only sounded like a good bodily ornament that, from Warren's point of view, took care of the outer surface.

At the end of the day, because there is nothing to be proud of at present, isn't it just a joy to praise the past all the more?

In reality, the nobles exploit the people, bribes are rampant between the public and private sectors, officials abuse their powers to fatten their private clothes, and the people transfer all responsibility to the country without any effort.

Tradition has become a vice, a seedling bed that produces objects full of corruption and laziness, manipulation and transfer of responsibility.

We have to get rid of these at all costs. But without having to look at the example of the kingdom of Amitia, the radical transformation of the social system is repulsive. I need time. to rebuild this country.

- I'm talking about the new stuff lover emperor, he's holding it down at my place so far, but if this thing gets in my ear, I won't think about it later, and he'll embark on free trade negotiations with the Crimson, the Crimson Empire.

But if you do that, it will upset your balance with the Eon Holy Kingdom.

Then I'll have to strike my hand before I can get into the ear of the emperor.

The envoy of the Free Alliance of Cres dies before informal talks due to an 'unfortunate accident'. He's not supposed to be here. Even as the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire would not be able to officially disprove it.

Regardless, the possibility is to interpret the death of an individual broadly and declare war - but Warren thinks it probably won't.

Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, has never taken the initiative to wage war on its own so far, and has only received one sign of posture. I also feel a sense of reasonableness and consistency similar to my own because I have become a listener to the propaganda of the kingdoms of his country - which are now simply synonymous with 'princess' and 'princess sire' when I say 'princess' - and the letters sent to me - which convey precisely only the matter in a decorative form, often in aristocratic societies, and which I feel even petty, with a fine concern that does not yet become tasteless and dry.

Then, as for this one, I would like to express my regret, and I may return some colors to that statement in the next territorial negotiations. Perhaps the area will be a drop for both sides.

And Kress' transfer device is destroyed by 'some kind of raid'.

That's fine.

Because what didn't exist originally just returns to its original state.

Second, when I noticed, the young man sitting on the couch was disappearing.

Every time, without a word of greeting, Warren glanced up outside the window vitreous, slightly frowning at his deity, which disappeared without a sign.

Cloudy weather was finally thick, covering the city as if at night, and thunder began to be heard in the distance. The window frame rattled out in the wind that was getting stronger. It would be only a matter of time before the rain shook up.

- It could get rough today.

Pompous and grumbling, Warren reached for the pen to rule on the paperwork he had accumulated again.