Okitara 20nen Nandesukedo! Akuyaku Reijo no Sono Ato no Sono Ato

It was not until shortly after Annerose disappeared that the Baron Isorte family had rebelled.

No matter how much support there is from other countries, the Baron family is at stake.

Neither the military nor the economic might is great, and it should have been suppressed immediately.

It was Baron Isorte's hidden talent that prevented him from doing so.

The impenetrable, fat, middle-aged baron... was a temporary figure to sneak through the world, and his nature was a plotter of the cutter.

By secretly rounding up the emerging nobles around him and even flirting with "the inside of each house that Annerose got," he created a situation that the Kingdom of Tristan could not handle.

Thus it is the kingdom of Isolte that was established.

Slightly larger as a national territory than the common Count family, it is located in the northeast of the Kingdom of Tristan.

In the South, it bordered the Duke of Florence territory, using this as a battlefield, and the Kingdom of Isorte and the Duke of Florence continued to skirmish for twenty years.

- But a curtain-taking presence was about to appear here.

"The Kingdom of Isorte is threatening the territory of my Duke of Florence. Even if it's just a skirmish, my people are hurt. Why have you left the kingdom of Isorte for twenty years?"

Fioria immediately headed to her father.

Graham D. Florence is 59 years old at this time.

Her hair is mixed with white and her face is wrinkled with several muscles.

Nevertheless, the impression that it had faded compared to its appearance twenty years earlier was faint, rather, it began to let an increasingly alarming air drift.

A sharp glance at a man once known as the "Prime Minister of Ice"...

If you are a human being, you will be stunned just by being stunned.

With such a gaze, however, Fioria said plainly.

"Will you give me the right of representation for the lord? Let us surrender the kingdom of Isorte in an extremely peaceful manner."

"…… As far as I'm concerned, first of all, I'd like to rejoice in my daughter's recovery."

"I'm sorry, but I can't overlook you as a duke's wife."

"Because my territory is threatened."

"There is that, too, and Baron Isorte's actions are too much. The territory of the Kingdom of Isorte is still at the countess level, with enough political power to preserve its independence for as long as twenty years. It won't be possible. If I had been the queen of that country, I would have annexed the Duke of Florence and conquered the Kingdom of Tristan."

"My daughter says a lot of horrible things"

Words were backwards, and there was a slight grin in Graham's mouth.

I'm just glad that my daughter hasn't woken up in 20 years, but she shows me the same confidence she once had.

I know I'm old, but I can't help but be cute about Fioria.

Although... there are some things called the majesty of the father, so I say tough things.

"But I can't give you the power of substitution. If we get our hands on the kingdom of Isorte, other aristocrats will soon put in a cross spear. Worst case scenario, we can't turn it to the Royal Family. Sometimes that's actually what's about to happen."

"Is the information of King Isorth so influential?"

"I hear it's enough to rock the royal family."

"If it's a royal family that sways with one or two pieces of information, it's already out of life."

Fioria speaks disrespectfully for nothing.

"The inhabitants are more important than that. Your decision, Father."

Fioria put up what was on her left hand side.

On my way here, it's a potato I got split in the kitchen.

It was imported from the new continent twenty years ago, when Fioria was pushing for cultivation in the territory.

It is now a specialty of the Duke of Florence, raising a large deficit in exports to other territories and other countries.

- Fioria grips potatoes with one hand.

What is it, blurry?

The crushed potatoes fall into a silver bowl that Fioria had in her right hand.

"They're having potato salad for lunch today."

"I miss you.... Flora also used to make potato salads that way. He said," Handmade potato salad because I crush it with my hands. "

"Don't make up your memories. When your mother was alive, we haven't started trading with the New World yet."

"Exactly. … Again, they don't have a sense of joke about me"

Graham sitting on his shoulder.

Handmade because I crush it with my hands.

That's all I wanted to say.

Fioria was delighted to see how well she was, and she skipped a joke that wasn't even in the pattern.

"I'll give you power of attorney. Do something about interference from other houses here."

"Thank you. But I was wondering if I would put your father through any hassle. … three days is enough given the travel time"

There is something called magic in this world.

I twist the laws of physics by chanting spells and opening myself up to sleep, something like that.

Originally, Fioria had a tremendous amount of magic and was rich in magical talent.

It is an everyday tea meal such as the omission of chanting.

However, by regaining his memories of his previous life, he was reaching further heights.

(Magic is an image……… may be)

I feel like there was a web novel I read in my previous life, and also a sentence like that in this edition of Amnesia in Deep Sleep.

(anime, cartoon, game effects -)

With reference to such things, I tie the statue within myself.

Fioria was now trying to invent a whole new magic.

Floating, and flying.

Neither has yet been realized in this world.

(Step out your right foot and step out your left foot before falling to the ground)

I tried.

Got it.

Originally, Fioria was extremely confident.

If you think you can, you never doubt that.

Its spiritual strength is harder than gold, so much so that the laws of physics reluctantly pave the way.

Run up the universe.

Game-like aerial dash, bunk jump.

Originally nicknamed "The Storm Empress" in the aristocratic school, the magic of the wind is quite a specialty.

If you compress the wind at your feet, you can build scaffolding anywhere.

That's not all.

In less than half an hour, he was totally wearing a way to "fly".

It was much easier this way than running in the air.

Anyway, I just thought of the animated flying magic. The rest I could handle with my senses.

(When you have time, let's verify it in detail. I'd like to make it available to others)

However, there is something else that needs to be done now.

"Lady, are you going to the kingdom of Isorte?"

"Yes. Lex, please leave a message."

"I understand. Shall we arrange a carriage?"

"No, it's not necessary."

Fioria floated into the universe fluttering.

Its body is wrapped in a jade dress.

The strong wind blows and the hem is pungent.

The sun shines in heaven, coloring Fioria's long golden hair so brilliantly.

He's like an angel... and Rex forgets and sees me.

"Okay, I'm coming."

In that moment, Fioria was flying away.

King of the Kingdom of Isolte, Brazia di Isolte had a grin of nitanita and adhesion.

"Your Majesty, have mercy. Our territory is in an unknown situation tomorrow because of famine. It doesn't stand very well at the current tax rate."

Between sights.

In front of me, a young woman dressed in a tight military uniform is drooling her neck.

Her name is Elena Maria Di Lieslett.

He was the head of the young Lieslett family, who was to succeed the Viscount family by the sudden death of his father, and a soldier of the Royal Isolte Army.

"Supporting food and lowering tax rates? Well, I'm not thinking about it..."

Brasilia turned her licking gaze to Elena Maria.

"But the world is all made of scales. If you want something, you have to give me something to match it......?

"What kind of things does Your Majesty desire?"

"You don't have to tell me. Kukukuku..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Brazil rising from the throne.

I grab Elena Maria's arm and try to pull her straight into the bedroom.

"………………!?

Elena Maria hardening herself.

But at the same time, the people look like heads.

If I put up with myself here, I can make them easier too...

Elena Maria tried to consolidate her grievous resolve, at that time.

A major explosion occurred with severe shaking.

"The world is all made of scales.... Wonderful philosophy, Isorte Man (...) Sir (...)"

In just a moment, it was half-baked during the sight.

The ceiling collapsed and few walls remained.

It overlooks the surrounding castle towns and even the distant plains.

"Then let's start the negotiations."

A girl was floating in the sky.

Elena Maria is wary.

Who the hell are you?

There's no such thing as a flying human being in the world.

If you are, an angel told in mythology, or, perhaps, a demon tribe living in the Black Forest of the East.

I am not a demon.

Because this girl was so beautiful and radiant.

With the sunlight on his back, he emits light to the point of divinity.

"I hate a man who puts his position on a song and cages a woman. Now, what are you offering me to be in a good mood for?

As the girl approached Brasilia in a soft-flowing motion, she grabbed the jaw and pulled it up.

"Hey, what the fuck! You!"

Brazilian screams with a majestic and all-encompassing voice.

"Eh, Elena, Maria! Get this guy! You must be a soldier, a king's crisis!

……

But Elena Maria didn't move. I couldn't move.

The heart was completely taken away by the golden girl.

"You seem confused. Then let me show you a choice from me.... look over there."

The girl pointed to a distant plain.

"-" Divine Punishment Cane "

Elena Maria knows the magic.

The top magic of light.

Only four people have ever been able to handle it.

However, all of them have suffered unemployed deaths.

The fourth person was poisoned 20 years ago.

Like breaking Elena Maria's thought, the running of light down from heaven to violence turned the deserted plain into scorched earth.

What happens if this magic is dropped on the castle?

In an instant everything will return to ashes.

"Choose between obedience or death. Depending on your response, I'll fix your mood. Then we'll start negotiating."