Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

Invite Alistair to the city.

"Lord Alistair, because of this, I came from afar. How about once you see the city of my Ivaris?

It sounds like a verbal complaint, but there was no such intention, and I wanted to explore Rosalia's insights, even in public discourse.

At first I thought they would say no, but Alistair shook her head vertically, honestly "I'm glad".

He wants to see the Demonic City of everything once and for all.

Apparently, there's no end to interest in how the Demons govern humans, how Ivaris has become richer, and how they make artillery weapons.

He's a little cute to be honest with, but I don't even think "dude".

I suppose that's like declaring that you want to "spy on" people in enemy countries, but I dared not pay attention to that.

I would be in trouble if this girl didn't have her mouth lightened in the first place.

Earlier, Cefiro said.

"If the daughter doesn't open her mouth, she can open it with the secret medicine her concubine keeps, or she can open the skull and retrieve the information."

- There's no guarantee anywhere that witch won't execute that word.

I wanted to get the information as smart as possible and explore the trends among the King of Rosalia and those who refrain behind him.

In that sense, this girl is easy to handle and helpful. With that in mind, I went out of the hall and headed to the city.

The first guide was the large square in the heart of the city, where there is a large fountain and sculpture.

Originally it was just a square, but Gunter, king of Dwarves, built it for me, "Unclogged".

The statue of the goddess is decorated in the centre, with water erupting from its fingertips. It was a statue of Aqual, the so-called goddess of water.

As for the subject matter as a fountain mouth, it wasn't uncommon, but Alistair's thoughts on seeing it were, great, a word of.

"Such a stunning thing can't even be seen in the king's capital, Leesas."

"I must also tell Lord Gunter that. That statue was built by his men."

"Lord Gunter, you are the king of the Dwarves, who is making rumored artillery."

"His men, to be exact."

How many is she? and take out the notebook and ask.

(Man, you're really easy to understand or you're a daughter who can't lie)

I get the feeling, but I teach honestly.

It was then the farm on the outskirts of Ivaris that guided her.

Now on one side, the clover is spreading.

"Why are clovers planted? I only eat livestock."

"To feed the cattle."

And I'll be honest.

The four-wheeled farming method is not a secret during the plot. Because we are giving instructions to farmers to do so, sooner or later the rumors will spread throughout the continent and there will be people out there who will imitate them.

No, the introduction has already begun in the city under the control of the Demon King Army, he said.

There was nothing to hide.

"This is how we let the fields rest and change the crops we plant. That way you don't have to have a dysfunction of collaboration and you don't have to rest the arable land."

I heard that word, and Alistair said, "Oh, my God!" I didn't know there was such a way, "he mumbled as he made a desperate note in his notebook," even in my territory, no, we have to make an introduction throughout Rosalia ".

Well, that would be enough to surprise her and open her heart.

Walking on the farm, I asked, nagging.

"The story changes, but who is the king of Rosalia, Tristan III?

She answers instantly.

"He's a fine man!

and -.

…………

I get stuck responding.

Well, that's what I'd have to say if it was her position, but that doesn't give me any information. I'll tell the story I stepped in.

"Is there something like a hobby, for example?

"Your Majesty's hobbies are fox hunting and poetry."

"Well, it's wind currents."

"Yes, I go out hunting for foxes from day to day, watching the pale moon at night with beautiful poems."

"I see."

And I shrug.

I mean, a mediocre monarch with no interest in politics, is that it?

After all, Rosalia's real power is held by Eichs, the prime minister, for sure.

Then I decided to ask about the person named Eichs.

"Your Majesty Tristan sounds like a fine cultural man. Then talk about peace, and you will always protect it."

"Of course, Your Majesty has no two hearts. No one hates war more than His Majesty, and no one is more merciful than His Majesty. It was His Majesty who saved me from my confinement."

"I hear Lord Alistair has been shut down because he advised that we should focus our efforts on Ivaris in a rigorous manner at your meeting."

"... Yes"

And, is it because I remember that time that my voice got smaller?

"It's hard to say in front of Lord Ike that His Majesty the King was indeed angry, but it was Lord Eichs who decided to shut him down"

"Your Highness the Chancellor has decided."

"... yes, you coward, don't talk about strategy to the head of the decorative regiment! And he cursed me."

"Does that mean that the command of the battle is actually partitioned by His Excellency the Chancellor?

Alistair nods.

"And politics?

Alistair nods in the same way.

"Then His Majesty Tristan is the puppet of His Excellency the Chancellor," he said, nodding as he did, but I can't speak of such disrespect to the boulders.

But with that expression and attitude, I felt like I could see an insider in a country called Rosalia.

A king who shows no interest in politics or war, a prime minister who bulls national politics for good.

It was as if it were a typical pattern of exile in the story.

However, it is a gratifying political situation when it comes to making it an enemy country, but under the present circumstances it works to the disadvantage.

The king who is averse to war, the king, sent a messenger to make peace with the Demon King's army on his own.

The Chancellor who was privatizing Rosalia doesn't feel good.

On the contrary, he may be lumpily hurt in his self-esteem as a human being who has beefed politics and the military.

Then again,

Destroy the peace conference, assassinate the king on the spot, and impersonate the demon king's army with his sins.

It could well have appeared in the outrage that

I think a lot.

Is it dangerous to get to the negotiating table?

Giron and Sephiro are right, they may end up playing a dogma that fits into mushroom and enemy maneuvers.

Thinking like that, Alistair asks me to peek into my face.

"What have you done? Lord Ike."

Alistair asks me to worry, but to reassure her, I make a decision.

"After all, you should get to the negotiating table"

and -.

There were many possibilities for enemy traps, but there was nothing wrong with hanging from them.

Even if you hang on a traversalis, if you eat your opponent's throat whistle straight away, this one will inevitably win.

The point is, if we have a plan to go over the enemy's trap, it's fine.

I thought so. I turned to Alistair.

"We had a precious time today. I don't know if I'll ever..."

And I bowed my head like a gentleman.

Alistair, with a decent face, once said, "Welcome" and thanked him for his salutation.

The figure was quite pathetic, and the mistress reminded me of the daughter of a great nobleman.

Now, a daughter like you don't understand anything, but if the negotiations were broken, what would she look like?

Regardless, I intend to do everything in my power to get the peace treaty signed, but when the negotiating seat is wrapped up in a storm, this daughter is careless, but not exhausted, about what she looks like and what action she will take.