Legend

Time returns a little.

In what should also be called a private room, Frizione was face-to-face with Wideret with Angela.

It should also be noted that we are listening to reports in private rooms rather than in office rooms like Schulus and Cabazide, purely because Frizione does not have a job like that of a brother or brother.

Frizione, the 1st Crown Princess, has studied for upbringing, invited noble children to tea parties, and acted as a flower in the social world, but there is no clear job.

Most importantly, politics is often discussed and decided in the social arena, and in that sense Frizione can be said to participate sufficiently in the politics of the Bestian Empire.

Such Frizione makes a slightly stronger look, usually with a soft grin, as he glances over to the parent book from Merclio, a letter given to him by Widare......

Angela wondered what was written in the parent book, but Widere had a general understanding of its contents.

Perhaps it says that it will take the form of my own subordination, which had been heard in advance by Merclio.

(His Highness Frizione's aim is to create a military glue between the Crusaders and the Rebels by cooperating with His Highness the Rebels… Merclio. And where we can no longer move each other, we go in between and we get along with each other. That was the aim. But......)

To the rebels, beginning with Merclio, from the beginning the Crusaders...... did not consider restoring relations with Schulus or Kabazid.

For Merclio, the current situation is both a crisis and an opportunity.

Given the current right to inherit the throne, it is unlikely that Merclio will take the position of emperor first if time passes peacefully as it is.

That is why I was now making a clear settlement on this occasion and trying to eliminate those who are above me.

Most of all, I'm not even thinking about killing my brother in Merclio.

To be honest, it was best to die, because it was obvious that doing so would cause the 1st and 2nd prince factions to make a scene, worse than their own rebellion now, and a muddy civil unrest.

To stop it, stay without taking the lives of your two brothers. It has the aim that it would be best to make poor territories rule even if they do not get that far.

To get that far, we have to win this revolt overwhelmingly.

I couldn't imitate that with the Merclio-led rebels I've been thinking about for a long time, but now... yes, it wasn't impossible if the current situation Ray is giving to the rebels.

Therefore, regardless of the fact that Frizione is on his side, it is unacceptable to make it glued.

That's why Merclio cited it as a condition that it would come under him.

"... His Highness Frizione..."

Angela calls out to her master worried.

The voiced person turns his gaze on the letter more than once with grief in his eyes.

"Merclio... I can't believe I meant that until you"

No matter how you move, you know you can't stop fighting to wash blood with blood between brothers, and grief seeps into your voice.

"How do you do?

While asking, Angela had already anticipated the answer.

Frizione's ideas were sweet - Merclio's, to be exact - but they were still ready to join the rebels.

I have already explained the area to the nobles who are members of my faction, preparing them to go with Frizione and take action such as evacuating to their own territory.

More than that, I can't say that I stopped joining.

(And...)

Frizione opens her mouth on the occasion of the passing of her brother and brother behind her brain.

"It won't change. Join the rebels like this."

"Is that okay? His Royal Highness Merclio has already decided to make a showdown. I'm not going to go into the way His Highness Frizione thought."

Frizione nods with grief in her eyes at Angela's inquiry as she confirms.

"Yeah. If this happens, we should put an end to this civil unrest as soon as possible and have a little less hatred for each other. Besides... Merclio and Vihera will still have plenty of room to listen to me, unlike Brother Kabbazide and Schulz"

If the battle is already inevitable, we should end it at least a little sooner.

Angela, not just Widere, opens her eyes to the determination that floated in her eyes with grief.

I was wrong to look. That's what they thought about Frizione.

Exactly, I don't take action with grief on my way. Because I even expected that possibility.

But Frizione turns her head to take the next action as soon as she feels sad.

(I'm sure you mean that this one also draws the blood of His Majesty the Tragist. I can't believe you realize that at a time like this. It seems His Highness Frizione is not aiming to win the battle for succession to the throne, but to end the battle between the brothers a little sooner)

Angela opens her mouth, admiring it with her heart.

"So what do you do? Lord Ray has already sent you to the cabin that His Royal Highness Frizione always uses, so even soon..."

"No, please wait a moment. It'll take a little while to inform the factions, and now leave it there."

"But if we've decided on a policy, shouldn't we let you know right away? As Lord Ray, you can rest assured if you know that."

"... Widere, I met Brother Kabazid up near the castle. Isn't it?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Well, it bothers you..."

Though it was implicated by Dune, it was in a one-touch state with an oversized bomb named Ray. Even the Kingsguard knights appeared.

If Kabazid hadn't shown up, there's a chance he'd have been interviewed by the Kingsguard as he was.

Then, naturally, Ray's identity would have been known.

As a result, the Empire itself was in danger of being burned down.

As a widow who doesn't know that Ray has to use Seto's help to make a fire whirlwind, he even thinks his spine will get colder now.

"If Brother Kabazid saw Lord Ray, you can probably assume that he is known. You must have seen it at the martial arts."

"But I hear that Lord Ray's robe has a cover-up effect..."

It was a widere to remember and tell you about the information we heard during the camp on the way to the Imperial Capital, but it was the serious look on Frizione's face that brought him back.

Only Frizione, who always has a soft smile, gets more compelling when she gets a serious look that way.

"Fine, Wideret. Brother Kabazid, don't take a sweet look at me. It's not the first or second hand of people. You normally do what it means to read the five-handed and six-handed, so perhaps his identity is discerned. You'd better think so."

"... so shouldn't we be in an extra hurry?

If Ray's identity were known, then naturally the White Rose Knights who brought that Ray... and Frizione, who has the White Rose Knights, would naturally be suspected.

"From here on out, even a little failure becomes unacceptable. You should think so."

In Frizione, it was half-determined that Kabazid had already noticed Ray's presence.

And Ray's personality and words and behavior I heard from Widare. There was a strong feeling that people didn't like to be tied up there, and the thought was that it might be odd to make such a detailed notification of the current situation to just such an opponent.

"Personally, I think it would be preferable..."

Angela and Wideret look surprised by the words of Frizione, who grumbles.

Basically, I don't hate people, Frizione, but I've hardly ever described people... as preferred men, either.

I didn't even meet him in person, so while I thought it wouldn't be a romantic emotion - or a wish - it might not always be possible, given the thoughts that Vihera, Frizione's sister, has about Ray. Such an idea passes behind the brains of Angela and Widere.

"That, Your Highness Frizione. For once, His Highness Vihella is also against Lord Ray..."

"Huh? Oh, about that? Don't get me wrong. I have no romantic feelings for Lord Ray. It's just, you know, that kid likes Vihera, right? Then I'm not the one who could be my brother-in-law in the future. I just thought we should get along."

It was Frizione, who smiles bitterly and denies it, but sometimes the lady - the empress - grows up, and when it comes to romance, it's twice as interesting for people.

There are few rumors floating around that my brother and brother are still young.

No, in the case of Schuls, I have a nipple brother named Amare, but from Frizione's eyes, it didn't look like there was anything between us.

Think that far, Frizione shakes his head gently.

"I've got a lot to think about, but now's not the time.... Angela, I'm sorry, Lord Ray... No, I'm a Vihella thinker and my future brother-in-law, so maybe I should call him Ray. Will you take your meal to Ray? And then I want you to talk to me and see what kind of personality you have."

"I don't mind. I thought it would be interesting to hear about Widare."

"... Angela. I'll tell you what. Not if I like Ray to you, right? Ray has my sister, Vihera."

Were you lucky or unhappy that Wideret didn't know about Elaine at this time?

Angela, stabbed with a nail by Frizione, exhales and opens her mouth.

"Because unlike His Highness Frizione, I'm not interested in romance."

"That'll get you in trouble. Especially your father, Count Luxinois."

Angela is also the daughter of Count Luxinois.

My brother will inherit the position of Earl of Luxinois, so I don't need to take a son-in-law.

Angela is the second daughter in the first place and has one sister upstairs.... although I am already married and married to another nobleman.

"Whether you're in love or getting married, that's after you let the next person inherit the status of Knights Commander. I'm a lover at work now."

Chirali, and Angela whining as she looks at Widere.

Within the White Rose Knights, arms stand, and trust from their men is thick.

He was also somewhat stiff in the head, but it was nevertheless a vessel that allowed him to become the next head of the regiment sufficiently.

Most of all, there is no other candidate for the Knight Commander.

It's true that Widare is a leading candidate for the next head of delegation, but he's still only one candidate.

"Totally...... well, I can trust Angela too because that's who she is. Anyway, take your meal to Ray. Spread your surrounding eyes, please."

"Yes."

The slightly soothing atmosphere a few seconds ago changed, Angela giving a serious look to Frizione's words.

Around still looking elegant somewhere, I guess he's still just the head of the Knights direct from Frizione called the White Rose Knights.

"Then, Your Highness, Frizione. I will deliver the meal to Lord Ray as soon as possible. Excuse me for a moment.... Whidere, until I return, you will escort His Highness Frizione."

"Yes, I'll take care of the escort."

Listening to Widare's reply, Angela nods satisfactorily and leaves the scene.

Having dropped off his hindsight, Frizione promptly and exclusively invites the White Rose Knights to inform the nobles belonging to his faction of his request to see him.

I could have called it using the kind of letter, but in the case of a letter, it exists as clear evidence.

If that were taken away by the hands of Schuls and Kabazid, it would undoubtedly be deadly for those who are called the First Imperial.

Given the danger, the best course of action was to send someone from the White Rose Knights with more than a certain strength.

(How far can I go?... I just don't want to see the sight of brothers bleeding each other yet. I act like that, I guess it's still my fault)

I have a reputation for being kind in the world, but everything is only self-satisfying.

With that in mind, Frizione had a slight laugh of self-derision.