Log Horizon

◆ Chapter4.01

The face-to-face meeting turned out to be a flying decaying home of nightworms.

In the current situation, it would be unnecessary to suspect that Shiloe and Ains, the "Round Decriment" group, would visit each other's guild houses, because they felt different in the guild hall.

We will send letters from each other and, as a result of that meeting, lead only a small number of escorts to meet in the abandoned home on the central line, familiar to the walled ruins of central Akiba - the "adventurers" from Earth.

I didn't know exactly why Ains wanted to see Siloe, but Siloe wasn't going to avoid it anymore. I spared a conversation with Ains, so I have a current situation. The only way to snow that regret is to face it.

I also had a hunch apart from that emotional part. It's a politics issue. Eins moves away from the Roundtable Conference to the showdown. The situation does indeed look that way, but that's not all we need to do. If it's a story, you may have won, you may have lost, but reality is not so simple. Not to mention that there is no "death" here in Cerdesia. Needs a lot of dropping points on either side than we can't get rid of the intruders.

Even if Ains were to win, there would be some form of asking for something about how to win. And that's also for the Round Table Conference. In some cases, the form it seeks may be more important than winning or losing.

Shiloe knows it by smudging herself.

I'm not outwitting the battle, but there's a style to stick to even then. Wins and losses can only go on apart, so often a win that throws away style only lowers the chances of winning ahead. The Tea Party of the Prodigal (Tea Party) was so successful because it took care of style, and the Silver Sword ended up winning because they didn't believe in their way.

Siloe who knows about it, but with that, I sighed softly, not knowing if I had such a big layer.

A soft breeze went across the platform, still leaving the heat of the day nagging.

As the moon's lights spill white, a sobering nightworm swims.

The direct line and siloe, who asked for an escort, walked slowly through a completely mossy home covered in greenery.

Akatsuki was scheduled to come too, but there was a "Mindfulness Talk" just before, and he said he would be a little late. That said, I'm not worried. Even if it's a small escort, it's a courtesy part and perhaps the convenience of Eince's entourage. There will be almost zero worry that it will be a battle.

"This is a nice place to be."

"Right."

While this home was in a good place to say the heart of the city of Akiba, it was uninspiring and worthy of this kind of secrecy. From downtown, which is brighter than I thought by the moonlight, but lit by a more blurry (fluorescent lamp), it would only look like a dark, huge building.

After waiting for a while inside that night with my direct line, the back of the stairs leading from the west entrance became all bright and apparently the person in the meeting appeared.

With long lime green hair and narrow eyes like yarn, Ains was one of the "Eleven at the Round Table" that binds "Honesty".

In the old days it was a platform for Akihabara stations.

The tracks and struts are now rusty and covered in unpretentious weeds and moss. The building on the left and right that snaps the platform exposes itself to a spire that is broken and broken as if it were waving tremendous violence along the way, either to put away the remnants of the Great Crush.

Across the shadows like its tombstone, a line appeared.

"Thank you for your time. Lord Shiloe of the Horizon of Records."

"Welcome. I thought we had to talk. Mr. Ains."

Ains and Siloe stared at each other silently for a while.

Siloe and her direct successors wear round-table uniforms, and Ains puts together combat outfits rather than regular clothes, as if she were going to a large-scale battle. It seemed to symbolize the two divided positions.

Behind Ains, there are two earthlings. One is a long, white-painted, fish-smudged nobleman. Sir Malvez. And is the other the servant of that Sir Malvez, a brunette young man who might refrain?

"About the establishment of the Akiba ruling house."

As if to draw back the consciousness of Siloe, Ains told him in a dry voice. Because of the tension, the voice is flat.

"Yes. Regardless of the establishment of the new organisation, the Round Table Conference has to take quite a response. If the Akiba ruling house is a ruling organization - as the name suggests, of course, it will be a ruling organization, but it will be a dual structure with the Round Table Conference."

Siroe said back with courage.

It's true that I thought I had to discuss it with Ains.

But that's not about welcoming Ains into his will. It was now necessary to confirm each other's will and bump it. If that was before we got here, it might have been best to make up or compromise, but even if there had been some pain here, if we hadn't collided with each other's true intentions, we would have left the root of the disaster instead. That, Eins also seemed to have as a common perception.

"Yeah, I guess so. But the Roundtable Conference is a bona fide mutual aid organization. Just because we can have a new governing organization doesn't mean we have the authority to stop it"

――

Ains' dead voice continues.

The voice was tense, but had nothing to do with weakness or hesitation. How ready Ains was to celebrate this day, the voice had fully conveyed Ains' determination to Siroe.

"Of course, if the participating guilds are in favour, it would be possible to do more opposition or stop them from doing so inside the authority of each guild, but" Honesty "left the" Roundtable Conference ". There is no sarcasm to follow its instructions. This matter is a matter of decision."

"But that would be the opposite. The" Akiba ruling house "is an organization formed with the support of the Saigon family, or the" Earthlings ". We can't rule out the Roundtable Conference in that Akiba ruling house."

"Pre-construction theory, right? - Didn't you already disintegrate the Round Table?"

In truncating words, there were signs of direct inheritance wandering behind his back.

Siloe looks at Aince with a strong gaze, keeping her lips bitten.

The words unfortunately contained more than one fragment of truth.

Indeed, if we say it in muscle theory, just as the Round Table Conference cannot rule out the Akiba ruling government, the Akiba ruling government cannot rule out the Round Table Conference either.

But there is a huge difference between the two in terms of access to supplies in "the earth". The Roundtable Conference cannot act freely in disregard of the will of the Akiba ruling government. It is obvious which is lower than that.

What's more, people are starting to distance themselves from the Round Table Meeting to see the opportunity they saw it.

"The Black Sword Knights declare themselves at My Hama to look aside. The Eighth Shopping District also announced its focus on distribution stability. At Grandale, we officially decided to leave the Roundtable Conference. What's the point of the Round Table meeting, where five of the twelve chairs are missing?

Eince's words beat the siloe.

I didn't take the word for a pelican, but I couldn't ignore it.

At the establishment of the Round Table Conference, Shiloe was most concerned with making it visible to the forces of Akiba.

In the first place, Elder Tail didn't have any system of political decision-making. It is very difficult for a country - if it is to say so - to establish itself in a village, in a municipality or whatever, but in nothing. It may be said that it is almost impossible to prove that the establishment is justified once it has been established.

As a modern man, the brain weather is likely to say, "Why don't we make up our minds in elections," but the very organization that hosts that election doesn't exist. The election also determines the formation of the organizing organization? The problem only spreads to the way in which the organising organization decides to organize the elections that decide to form the organising organization.

The solution that Siloe came up with was "take care to look legitimate". He chose Akiba's iconic guild, paying attention to the percentages of its origins and the propensity of its' adventurers', to gain the atmosphere and reputation of 'gathering the opinions of all of Akiba'. And it was a success.

In this society where there are no rules in the first place, Akiba residents are not obliged to cooperate with the Round Table Conference. But Siloe, who nevertheless wanted to move people, needed legitimacy to gain the power to "work together and take for granted because it is the opinion of the organization that drew everyone's opinion and put that summary together, that is, the legitimate organization".

However, the Round Table Meeting is not, in the strict sense, an "organization with legitimacy" but an "organization with apparent legitimacy".

Even Siloe doesn't think that the method at the time is the complete answer, etc. Rather, the truth is that at that time, it was an operation close to making it in time, just to say that I could not come up with any other means in that spare time.

At that time, I needed results. It was necessary to form an autonomous organisation as soon as possible to converge the confusion of events. To do so, we need legitimacy, and we just pasted it in just because we saw it as a secondary measure beyond what we could get.

- But the difference had emerged as a huge crack when I came here.

"The legitimacy of being an organization that brings together the forces of Akiba" was, as it were, heavily shaken by the departure of Ainsu et al. [Honesti].

The Silver Sword exit was just before it was established and did not pose a problem, but the premise that "all the forces of Akiba are convinced" was broken because of the exit of Honesty.

That, of course, has not been without a conflict of interest before, and all the agreements, convinces, etc. of the participating guilds were only pre-construction. But it was an important precursor to legitimacy.

To that evidence, "Grandale" has now left to follow "Honesti", and the "Black Sword Knights" have begun to take their own route, with the result that the credibility of the "Roundtable Conference" has fallen to the ground.

That appearance, even if hailed as a meltdown by Ains, would be the only one.

The Roundtable Conference collapsed.

"Right.... What is the project you are calling for today? He said he needed to talk to you."

Daring to ignore in his chest full of bitter thoughts, Shiloe spinned his words.

"Of course, it's a request to join the Akiba ruling house."

"Is this a request to persuade the Alliance under the umbrella of the Round Table Conference?"

It is now more important to ascertain the sincerity of Ains in front of you than to hit regret. Having created a favourable position without interference during the Roundtable Conference, Eins would not have had to negotiate in this way. Because we should be able to hope for a more favourable development with economic sanctions and negotiations after reminding ourselves of more pressure.

Of course, it's not that simple, so from the siloe, I can assume a number of reasons why Eince has contacted me.

One of them was the collapse of the Round Table Conference, and now it was a priority to check its contents.

"No, I don't care"

"Huh?"

But the anticipation is denied by Eins.

"I am. Reflected. That kind of thing, what needs to be done, what's right... is fine now. No, that's a pleasure, too. I will spare it. I guess that's what this is about. Until now, I have been unable to do anything with due diligence and due diligence. I was nothing but a small object whose course was more important than the outcome but my reputation than the achievement. So I could not exchange anything, and I have been belittled by every man."

……

Aince, with a hard voice, told him to squeeze.

That, coupled with Ains' pale expression, was out of place, but sounded siloed like penance to God.

"I thought. What do you need now? What do we have to gain to change Akiba? The answer is, Lord Shiloe. You."

"Me?

The voice is bitter everywhere.

Siroe felt a good empathy for the sound of self-derision filled with the voice of Ains, who was supposed to be negotiating in his favor, saying it was the first time.

"That's right. It was Lord Shiloe who created the Round Table Conference in the first place. It's you. The Round Table Conference was the first step you took to escape the catastrophe."

"The chairman of the Round Table is Mr. Crusty. The three production guilds are responsible for the economic backup, while the four battle guilds are responsible for the defense and policing."

But Eins' rating would be a buyout.

As I recall earlier, the establishment of the Round Table Conference was a powerful move. It lacked legitimacy, in time for too much haste. It was one miracle that succeeded as a result of massive help.

"It was you who created the system."

……

"At the Eternal Ice Lords' Conference, you signed a treaty of mutual inviolability, friendship and commerce with the Alliance of Free Cities, and you created a new relationship with the Landlords."

But Siloe's self-assessment and Ains's seemed to diverge. The words that followed were Siloe's current trajectory, which was at the same time a feat of the Round Table Conference.

"I used Princess Rainesia as a buffer to demand and allow Akiba to acknowledge political non-interference. But that's not the only thing worth highlighting. In the Golden Case of Sacrifice, you negotiated secretly with the Sacrifice Clan in the Northeast to establish a political fund that could be described as almost infinite!

"That's defensive action to defend against attacks by zone takeovers..."

In the siloe, they all had motives for each of them, something they thought would be good on the spot. If I recall, all the failures come to mind. It turned out to be profitable, but it was a shameful memory, full of worry and annoyance around.

"I'm not blaming you. Rather, I admire it greatly. That all this behavior has come out of your brain." Round table meetings, all the corners of every measure, always have your face. "

……

Ains smiled tired with that hard look on his face.

That bitter grin looked like a declaration of victory or a declaration of defeat.

"So I thought, 'If Lord Siloe is here, it will work'. That also means' Without Lord Siloe, it wouldn't work '. That's what I want to talk to Lord Shiloe about today. The Round Table Meeting may be held later. No, I even believe that the Round Table Conference could be maintained and moved as a point of autonomy. But Lord Shiloe. I'd like to invite you to the Akiba ruling house."

Siloe saw the current youth guild master, as if he had just seen it for the first time. And until now, I realized that I had insulted this man unconsciously.

Ains stood in front of Shiloe as one warrior who abandoned his previous appearance with this tiresome look on his face.

◆ Chapter4.02

"... I'm glad you appreciate it, but why that much? Sure, I'm the originator of some operations, but I think that's the kind of person you'll be looking for. The Black Sword Knights and the Westwind Brigade would be more desirable as a controlled defensive force, and if you say it in production, you'd be quick to talk to IOM, wouldn't you?

With the kind of voice I lurked without knowing, Shiloe inquired.

But the inquiry is not one with contents.

Siloe is desperately considering dealing with Ains in her brain right now.

The Horizon of Records (Log Horizon) is a small guild. You can say that Siloe is turning that management around in one man. So it makes sense to talk to the Siloe individual to pull the guild off. But then you want the Horizon of Records? If they say so, that would be different.

Even with the aim of shaking the Roundtable Conference, it has already been achieved by the Grandale and the Black Sword Knights. If the Horizon of Records, which inspired the establishment of the Round Table Conference, were to leave, that would be a great emotional upset, but would it be enough to dare speak this way to the Siloe individual?

"Right. Their power is mighty. In reforming Akiba, it would take a lot with their help."

"Exactly."

The conversation progresses independently of Siloe's only such thought.

"But they can't drastically change the situation. Their mighty powers were supported by the guild and do not work when they are detached from the guild. There is no better talent than Lord Shiloe for an overwhelming disadvantage and a ghost bill to turn the hopeless situation upside down."

That's a buyout, a siloe I almost said, but the line was requisitioned with Ains' strong gaze.

"I have no strength. - I don't have the guidance, I don't have the charisma. All ideals are expensive and neglected by the surroundings to say small words. It's a trinket for pride. Do you think I can do that with the Akiba ruling house? I can't. I don't believe more than anyone."

"That's not true."

Siloe searches for words, but Ains seemed to sink deeper into his own narrative.

"So if I want to succeed in [the Akiba ruling house] like that, I need a military master. A staff member who gives my ideals a path. It's not good enough either, it turns the impossible into a possibility, and we need a staff officer who fires a long enough arrow to drop a star. Of course I'm a staff officer entrusted with full powers. Laugh equally at Akiba's Adventurer. Let us leave any policy other than that ideal to Lord Shiloe. Lord Shiloe originally guaranteed the treatment of all the Horizons of Records."

That's...

It was probably an unthinkable favorable condition.

If that condition were true, it would be possible to rebuild Akiba in his current state of division.

If combined with the phrase "You may acknowledge the survival of the Round Table Conference", which Ains said earlier, it may even be possible to divide the autonomy between Japan and the Tokyo capital, for example.

The very policy of support for the impassioned Adventurer, which Eins wants in the first place, is by no means evil or worthless. Eins himself may not have been satisfied, but both Shiloe and the Round Table Conference intend to have struck quite a few possible hands under the circumstances. That fact would be proof that the Alliance Master of the Round Table was not indifferent to the matter.

In other words, the measure was a project that we were going to continue to implement even if there was no such thing as this round table meeting, and we had to.

Siloe was shaking.

In the first place, Shiloe did not have clear guidelines for the status quo. Ains is evil. A siloe who can strategize as much as he can if he can plead not guilty to it, but he is not. Instead, because I know Ains' suffering, and because I know Akiba is not complete, I couldn't save myself and take strong means. Even if that hesitation led to clashes like now, I don't think I'm the best.

Siloe and Ains were similar in a way.

It is an accomplice in the sense that care for the situation led to this situation.

This hand, which the Ains had struck after a long female ambush, was immense in terms of its effect, and many people were taken into account. If we just ignore what we've been through, we're more likely to make Akiba happy than Karasin's wisdom, more than Isaac's rigidity.

Siloe could have helped Ains.

Siloe stood on the same side as Eins at this time.

"Fortunately, I am in a position to receive the strong patronage of the Earthlings."

"Saiya family, right?"

"Whatever color it is, power is power. Now I am forsaking the cleanliness of rejecting it."

Eins cuts from the front and throws away a siloe inquiry that he could sneak up on to explore. But there was something to eat in that bait.

"That's a lot of rhetoric. If you listen to me in silence because I'm a member of the crew. My" Holy Empire Westlande "is legitimate to the Yamato sect, right? The highest authority in the land, so to speak. I ask the lords to show a little more respect for how valuable it is as a back shield."

Pinching his mouth more frustratingly than one day's banquet seat was the alien 'earthlings', Viscount Malvez.

"Really?"

Siloe shrugged her shoulders.

Ains' hot valve from earlier was worth listening to.

At the same time, however, it was also noticed that Malvez, a white painted (earthlings) nobleman who refrained from behind him, was treading his feet in such a way that he was irritated.

It was more difficult not to notice. Apparently over-conscious, Malvez said from behind Eins, "Is your turn yet? 'Cause he was sending his gaze straight to Shiloe.

Its Malvez word, but from its very beginning it is a restraint full of pointless thorns, and even as a siloe I have difficulty reacting. If you say, "I'm not being polite," I know I'm sorry, but on Earth and Cerdesia in the first place, that's the difference in politeness. Even on the same planet, even though cultures are different in Japan and Europe and the United States, it bothers me to be told that.

Being uninterested in humans fades memories quickly.

Among the siloes, Malvez has a strong impression that he was a "Kramer-scented nobleman who came to the last (Libra Festival)" and a "wet feather exposé," rather, only that impression. I have the impression that you are a foolish, unreasonable, wasted child, but you have also made a single decision, and to tell the truth, disgust itself is thin.

But I guess the thinness itself was also unintentional from the Malvez.

"I wonder what that attitude is. It's called being on a banquet table every day. Adventurers lack courtesy for your species."

"There's nothing precious about it but seeds. You can take the word" species "for that."

When the siloe bit him from the front and took his lightly fried feet, he glanced at him with enough anger to tell on his white powdered face, and bit his teeth.

Siloe kept thinking in that gap as well.

Eince's words are believable. I think. Shit, there was a fever there that risked my life. Of course I don't suppose you've ever hidden it, and there's a convenient part to it, but it won't all be a lie. At least one point of "I want to do something about it now," you can believe it.

But that's another matter when it comes to keeping waste. It is hard to imagine that the "Holy Empire Westlande", which gave Ains aid, completely overlaps Ains and his will.

If you're sending the Duke of Akiba, there's got to be a lot of thought there. Siroe stared at Malvez, trying to explore it. Siroe himself has no intention of doing so, but his gaze appears disproportionate to the seriousness of the inner part of Siroe, making him grumpy for the rest of us.

"Thank you for your time, Saigami. Which one is it?"

Believing himself to have been stunned by nature and siloes, Malvez made an even louder declaration to bounce back that pressure.

"Saiya, is it?"

Saigon. Once again, Shiloe will hear the name.

"Saiya, which is the honorable one who can unify Yamato. Worried about the impending dark clouds of Yamato, I, Umoto-Arte Malvez, picked up from Shirai and sent him as a foresight."

"Oh. Of the previous Libra Festival. Hmm."

Siloe analyzes the words to understand them, finely slices them and describes them in a brief note in her brain. It's time to gather information. I don't need to say it back in vain.

"The compassionate one had already spoken with Eastal in the east at that time, and he was admiring the mess of hemp, but he couldn't get it together in the palace. Therefore I gave the Spirit ship to Malvez, and sent him to Akiba, to strand the waters of Nio!

"... ha"

"Whatever you do with it, keep it that way! You deserve to die for putting aside your favor to forgive me for greeting you from Akiba! However, if you received a report from Malvez, I was told that Princess Rainesia would be the inspiration for East-West reconciliation. Its benevolence deeper than the sea, its wisdom higher than the mountains! Sir Shiloe of the Horizon of Records."

I guess that means there are factions in the palace as well.

This Sir Malvez was made up, so to speak, and hence the Miyagi material borrowed from Li-Gang did not have that name either. Such as being a Saigon family keeper and recently pulled up and sent as a messenger to trade and mend against Yamato?

The Spirit Ship was developed relatively early in the aftermath of the Catastrophe.

Unlike the Fire Lizard Steam Engine (Salamander Engine), the Magic Wind of Wind Maiden (Silf) summoned inside Tonerico's Circular Ring is illuminated directly into the sail to obtain thrust.

If you think about it, it's obvious that it's not just the end, it's a member of the Saigami faction who has a lot of power. Nevertheless, around wielding a great deal of aristocratic power in this situation, what about that? and Siloe can't help but think.

Apart from what Malvez himself feels, if we consider the current relationship between the 'Alliance of Free Cities Eastal' and the 'Holy Empire Westlande', we can say that, modestly speaking, we are nervous.

Malvez came last year. That is the role of a goodwill ambassador if you listen to him now. If we had this luxurious attitude while in that position, nothing would come together. Last time, I recognized him as an "enemy", so I surrounded him with Michitaka and Krusty and smashed him, but this time, I can only have the feeling that he is a "kind of unfortunate person" because I am already observing him more than he is neutral (more so as other personnel).

That was because, even though I have been desperately careful not to glance at you since this encounter began, I can see Malvez caring for a young man who is one of my associates.

I guess Ains isn't even going to hide it in the first place.

If you take it to the Shiloes, it's obvious as a pop-up status. Sighing small, Shiloe turned her water to the real characters to hear her intentions stepped in.

"Let's see. I'm surprised Sir Malvez's hard work story is too easy to understand.... and are you sure about something like that? Sai Palace"

A squire who stepped forward with an arrogant shore and a chest in the words of Shiloe, in his mid-twenties, to say so in his years. Dressed to the same extent as siloe, but with a sweet mouth and cool eyes, there was an elegance that could not be hidden.

The young man has spoken to Shiloe in a tone full of curiosity that in some ways does not make him feel that way just because of the atmosphere in which he was born.

"Is this the kind of unknown military teacher who leads Akiba? - The rest is Utena-Saigong-Touri. Siloe from The Horizon of Records. It's a place like this, but I'm looking forward to seeing you again."

◆ Chapter4.03

"The Saiya family, the leader of the" Holy Empire Westlande, "and its party leader, Mizu."

Siroe looked at Saigon as he said his greetings.

"I have heard the name of Shiloe, the archdeacon who leads the Horizon of Records. Until I came to see that face."

Saiya, who faces each other as if he had photographed it in the mirror, was also looking at Shiloe.

We knew each other well that we were worthy of each other.

In Shiloe's eyes was a young man with a neat appearance. He tied his twisted black hair lower than ponytail and wore a plain costume in a sense, of good but not gorgeous quality, like a noble squire.

But that's why it's impossible to overlook him. Curious and amusing, it emits a gaze that shoots through the surrounding area, an atmosphere that is not common people even when their mouths are torn.

(Do I look like Mr. Crusty if I dare? But only the signs are when you're angry, Mr. Isaac. smiling eyes are soudilow)

Various words come to mind and disappear, but the last thing left was complacency.

I guess this young man, who named himself Saigami Touri, stands on this occasion with strong pride and self-respect. That was a bit of a personality I hadn't seen in my age in the Earth world, even though Siloe appreciated herself.

"'It's worth it,' he said, a contribution by Ains. Positions and finances are not enough to dictate that person. I was told to reveal all the bills and hit them with sincerity."

The pressure of the signs remained undiminished, from which the sharpness fell.

Because Tori appreciated the siloe with a smiling voice.

"It's"

I don't know.

Siloe waves in her brain without letting others hear her.

"Somehow it's subtly annoying or buying away"

The voice of the best friend you can hear from behind is so convincing. We know that the perspective is different from our own, the Adventurers, but didn't you buy it a lot higher?

"I wonder if these hectic colored black hippocampal glasses are worth all that."

Even Boyaki of Malvez is so much more arguable than Touri Saiya's.

"Ooh. And it's siloe. How's the response going?

The highest ranking of the Yamato nobility was linear and steep everywhere.

The question is that of Ains. I mean, I guess it will take "help".

A glowing worm crossed between them.

Without losing sight, Siloe's thoughts continue to circle.

How could you do this?

That's what I first thought.

Why would a weak guild guild master get a recruit from at least half of the highest places in this Yamato? I thought this situation was beyond Shiloe's control.

But when you calm down and think about it, even the Duke of Sergiad in My Hama is a similar Kwon Gate. In this world-class view, Saigon may be far superior to the Duke, but there will be something corporal in terms of the size and economic power of the territories affected. Jinjing (Kinji), the building beam of the "Sacrifice Clan" encountered at the deepest depths of "Nara's Birth Trail", is also, in a sense, the ruler of Yamato. Neither its ability, nor its power, I don't think it's going to take away.

More importantly, Akiba, a group of Adventurers, is a feared group from both of them. Combat capability, of course, but now even economic and development power is no longer a negligible size for the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal, that is, for the Holy Empire Westlande.

I mean, I guess I have no choice.

Where I thought Siloe was so out of place on the inside, judging objectively, this face-to-face was something that was happening sooner or later. Even if it wasn't the same, he must have had a similar conversation with someone in a similar position.

(And -)

Even if I wasn't convinced, understanding that would have opened my sight.

Besides, this is also an opportunity.

That was the case at the Lords' Conference, as well as at the bottom of Naruto. Meetings are rare in this medieval society. This is not the case, such as the opportunity to exchange words directly with the top of an organization that you think is in conflict.

That's what I thought. Siloe put her strength into her stomach.

I get interested in a young man named Touri if I'm ready. Honestly, I wanted to know.

"If you will forgive me for my disrespect in returning the question to you, where is Master Touri's interest?

"Speaking of Your Majesty! High-headed in the first place!

"I didn't get the Saigami family's salary."

Swallow some bitterness and Siloe responds. If it's a matter of courtesy, it doesn't matter how much I change the way I call it, but at this moment, I didn't go to show a gap that would lead to a rating. I don't mind bowing my head, but Siloe avoided being able to look directly into the eyes of a young man named Touri by doing so.

"Refrain, Malvez. - It's not just Eince's recommendation. The merit of this man who followed the handout, the minister, the vessel of the prime minister, where he assumed it was half the talk. There's no room for so many wise men in the field."

The answer was brought in the form of being able to retreat from the words of Malvez, not directly. It may have been problematic to reveal that word, which leads to acknowledging the weakness of the Saigon family, in the form of an answer to an external query called Shiloe.

"Don't you?"

"None"

Miyagi rituals and other things were unbridled siloes, but it was detectable that there were very troublesome constraints. And with such candor as to kick most of it, it was also conveyed that the last royal family of Yamato was coming to this meeting.

(Probably this guy is so capable)

And there's charisma.

Siloe felt quite sinking. He may indeed be an attractive figure, but he did, and that doesn't necessarily lead to a happy future. Crusty and Kanami are. If you turn to the enemy, it's troublesome, and if you tell your boss, you'll have more difficulty.

"Because of what?

"Because the Senate wants war."

"It's..."

Right, and Siloe makes a bitter face.

The word seemed like an answer match.

Various conspiracies that have ever existed are solved and iced.

"Listen, Siloe. Indeed, the rest draws old blood. Westlande would be the successor to the dynasty. But the nobles of the Land of True Realm, who were luxurious to the blue blood, created an organization called the Senate and left politics at will. It's not just the West, it's trying to stretch its arm of ambition to Eastal in the East."

Increasingly, deep wrinkles are engraved between the frowns of the siloe.

I know what you're saying.

The problem and the magnitude of the damage. Siloe can tell the more it hurts. Perhaps more sensitive to this issue is the "Adventurer" than the "Earthlings". Bloody internal struggle, it's civil unrest. The desire to avoid war is exceptionally strong for the Shiloes and the Japanese on Earth.

"His Majesty rose worried about it."

"It's not. It's Malvez. The rest is nothing but a goddess of Westlande. If Westlande was going to get Eastal without any problems, I wanted to spend some time chanting poetry. But reality is not. Westlande would burn if he wanted Eastal. I'm sorry about that, too. Or maybe the flame isn't just Westlande, it'll burn the whole Yamato thing."

"Operation Red Night..."

Siroe replied to Saigou's words in response to Malvez's cry for a good economy.

The plot of the "Earthlings" from Nyantai.

A covert study of the Senate and its results, which KR has warned of.

"That is the ultimate ambition of the Senate. The development of the" Jewel of Possession "and the" Artificial Adventurer "will give the" Earthlings "the power of the" Adventurer ". Equipped with a high-performance" North Wind Altar ", the" Steel Train "may allow for electric shock invasion. - We don't have time."

"Master Touri, with the support of Akiba, said he would fight the Senate?

"... in the capital, wet feathers lead the distribution, arguing with intuitive rapists who are supported by the [Senate]. Wet Feather's loyalty makes me happy, but the situation doesn't allow prediction."

"Or the assassination of Prince Isels?

"I guess it should be seen as a warning"

Saigami answered the interrupted direct question concisely without blaming him. The direct response is, "You're a mame."

Mame, then I guess there is. Hopefully I can contain my disgust.

But Siloe thought the evaluation had to be given. Saphir's raid and the combat experiment on the steel vehicle behind it. The Holy Empire Westlande has taken in more adventurers than the Alliance of Free Cities Eastal. Perhaps behind that Akiba is having a happy time, every attempt was being made in the dark darkness of the capital.

I knew that would happen (,,,,,,,,). I expected it, and I was grasping the signs.

But Shiloe thought he was a very normal college student on Earth. I was hoping you could work that out. That would not be a mistake. Everyone has lived in such a stance, both Siloe and his friends. That was not anything to blame or be blamed for, it was just plausible without argument for college students, without any change of philosophy on the planet.

The horrendous plot was taking place in an irresistible place far from the Siloes, and that's why it did no harm to the lives of the Siloes, nor was it responsible. That was "distant news" regardless of where it was actually taking place.

Similar memories to the sentiment, Siloe thought unceasingly as she listened to the whispering "thoughts" in her ear. I mock myself with my jaw pulled so as not to enlighten my surroundings of the short report voice of "a few more minutes".

After all, this is the Cerdesian world, not the Earth world.

Even if Shiloe had a bystander attitude like that, there's no guarantee that someone else would fix the situation.

He doesn't come to Shiloe in pins, but Plant Hwyaden's guild master, the wet feather of the Granting Artist, seems to be obsessed with Shiloe. In the case of Shibuya (Fort of Calling), where she promised hostility, she offered me her full cooperation with Akiba in rescuing the victims. The help was enormous, and many, and not least, "Adventurers" were saved by information-sharing and the complementarity of relief supplies.

Her policy shift led to factional protests on the west side, prompted this Saigon to leap forward, and hence to this uproar called Princess Rainesia Marriage.

The only information and comprehension that Shiloe possesses is the hints brought to him by Saiya Touri, which allow him to understand those backgrounds.

Siloe understands that.

I can only be a party wherever I go. Siloe knew it without hesitation. If we can do something important, if we get more involved, the world will become more selfish in acceleration.

Reflect, I can't do anything about it, it was regrettable.

It's not about more important stuff. Even so, I felt like a lone wolf, that is to say, against myself for being irresponsible, which was a feeling of self-blame.

"The rest want to marry Rainesia and make the neutral zone between Akiba and Boksrt as a symbol of East-West reconciliation. Give me a hand for that, Siloe. This is an obligation imposed upon all the people that dwell in Yamato. Ains understands that and is helping us with the rest."

The young man of the same age as the siloe in front of him appeared only irresponsible.

That's just an attitude that deserves a lot of respect.

I can make you feel inferior, but the trader in front of me was a good man.

I'm sure at this time there was also a future for Siroe to stand next to Saigon Touri.

(Wow. Think about your status and the future of your country, and keep doing that since you were a kid. You're the same age)

I still find that choice convincing at this moment.

(Maybe these are the vessels of the emperor)

"Really, I don't think it's a good time"

Siloe snapped.

A glimmer of wind blew through and the periphery of the ancient tree sounded tediously. It was the princess and the samurai who emerged from the Vale of Light, with night light worms like blizzards scattered in the wind.

A beautiful girl floats her long silk hair in silver at night. "Winter Rose of Eastal" Rainesia. With her, Akatsuki, Liese, Henrietta and Taruya, who stand behind it to support her. All of them wear dull herd blue uniforms.

The moment Shiloe saw it, she knew that her hunch had turned into a decision.

Otherwise, it might still have been retrieved, but Rainesia was wearing an ash-blue coat, an authentic dress for the round table. It doesn't look good on a skinny girl, oversized. Tighten it with a sash of hips.

It wasn't reason, it was just decisive.

In a very optimistic mood, Shiloe looked up to heaven. Whether that's advantageous or unfavourable, we don't know that at this point. But choices have been made.

The mood was familiar to Shiloe. When Kanami decided to go on an unscrupulous expedition, his friends at the Prodigal Tea Party always shared that mood. If you do your gaze, a direct line wearing the same clothes is also grinning over your shoulders.

Saigami Touri, right?

"Raynesia-Coven"

The man and woman of beauty exchanged their gazes via a position of siloe retreating one step aside.

"Icoma's Palace is waiting to enter."

"No."

Once nagging, Rainesia dared to raise her face and block Yamato's highest-ranking greeting with her burning gemstone-like eyes.

"I have left behind in this city"

"It can be accomplished from the city of Kyou."

Rainesia shook her head at the deep voice color placed on the eagle fried. And as I assemble new fresh water from within me, after a while of silence, I answer, "It's a matter of where I want to be."

The little sigh belonged to Ains.

The blue-eyed "Divine Officer", who grew old once and for all in this unfolding of just a few minutes, quietly dropped his gaze on his hand and his costume.

"When such bullshit is forgiven!? Do you intend to be relinquished of your children's obligations? If it's a figurine, it looks like a figurine, and it's worth it!

Akatsuki and Liese also step forward to solidify Rainesia's side so as to restrain Malvez, who leads one step forward as he did with excitement.

"Isn't that the tyranny!

And Shiloe listened to the words of Akatsuki,

"This would be the case if it were Milord." To the kind of man who could do with a message to subordinate the proposal. Is that enough for a favor? 'and "

I frowned at Reese's story.

Then it's like selling a fight. Even though it is a matter of politics between East and West, if you recommended it on such a cut-off, it doesn't put anything together either. Akiva women are too strong and cause trouble every time. Big problem.

"Lord Shiloe. For Akiba's sake, can you help us?

Siloe shook her head quietly at the squeezing Ains words.

"I understand the story." Holy Empire Westlande "and" Alliance of Free Cities Eastal ". I know what it's like not to want those two clashes."

"Lord Shiloe. So Ha!"

"Looks like your quest has been accepted. No, I should have been the first to place the order, right?" Create a "Roundtable Conference" to bring harmony and development to Akiba ". The quest wasn't over. If you're wearing those clothes, you're one of them. So I have to help you complete your quest."

Siloe pointed the front of her body at Saiya and Ains and fixed the position of her glasses in the blindfold. It wasn't a rash, as it was then, and now Siloe chose with a clear consciousness. Instead of following something, I chose to fight to keep what was already there, not to help someone close to me, but to continue without breaking it.

Both Akatsuki, angry with his mouth as a letter to, Reese, who makes him look worthy beyond his age, and Henrietta, who is arm-wrapped to preach to you, put him in sight, pushed his back by a direct successor who laughed bitterly as if he had fallen, floating more than when he was at the Tea Party of the Prodigal, but much hotter, he stood on the table as guild leader.

"But that path is not one. I'm sure Akiba will manage. This will be a better city than it is now. So."

So let's have a fight.

Siloe eventually chose the word.

On Akiba's platform on the night across the night of the nightworm, Shiloe told Akiba's biggest powerful man and his former colleagues that he knew himself well.

That night, when the Round Table Conference revealed its collapse, the curtain of the battle to determine its successor was cut and dropped.