Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

The history of the neutral country, the Republic of Aizeon, is long and the political system is unique.

"The symbolic divine tree of the nation was guarded by a two-headed lion"

Due to the multiplication of this rhetoric, the chief officials of the country include two people, known as right-headed and left-headed, who are elected by the people to preside over national politics and the military respectively.

ceasefire agreements made by the intermediaries of neutral countries. The 'Peace Administration', which manages the agreement between the Federation and the Empire, was organised after the ceasefire with the agreement of the two forces.

The Authority, which is the right-headed jurisdiction in charge of national politics, operates roughly nominally. Behind them, however, the easing of entry and exit restrictions gained at the time of organization was used to constantly monitor countries in secret.

In other words, with the will and means gestures of the right head, it is also possible to control the situation in the world and plot any overthrow. Nevertheless, the right-hand man in office did not do it because, obviously, at this stage, it was more detrimental than profit-

Instead of doing so, it would have been better to shake it as a good organization as it stands in the name, so that the two forces would not wage war again, or make peace.

More than the balance of forces and the continuation of the ceasefire, both forces constantly engage in limited dealings with neutral countries, and if so, the most profitable are neutral countries.

That is why the present right-hand man made peace with this situation seventy years after the ceasefire, sending officers internally to the countries of the Union. And so much so that they have a heart that truly desires peace that they are made to join in unknowingly by the thoughts of their right head.

Results of the selection competition for the State of Westeria, brought confidentially to the peace administration of the neutral country.

It was conveyed internally to the present right head.

It was just when I was inviting guests to a private room on the right hand side of the administration facility.

An old man named Dougbalm, with a majestic face. The appearance of sleeves in pale white outfits of neutral countries, considered to be unusual in other countries, looks strange and tidy if their lengths go hand in hand.

He had garnered absolute support from the people since he became the right head ten years ago.

Originally he was only a soldier of the neutral national army, but he was motivated to meet a single man with his right head, and became one. I am ostensibly doing all I can to be benevolent, but only to see the people when they should come.

It was not from the heart to mercy people.

"Well, I'm afraid. The bet is your win, everything seems to be working the way you wanted it to. If you read this report, you can't help but think that the word destiny is for you... Do you want to read it?

Sitting back in his seat, Dougbalm looked at the report compiled on a piece of paper and asked, offering it to a young man named Ivan, his guest.

Speaking of which, he colored the room with our faces, found powdered coffee, and soaked it with boiling water into a mug.

Dark hair with a tender habit to the shoulder.

Glimpse through the gaps in the glasses, eyes that are also awesome on the loose. Its tight shirt and vest, in relaxed trousers - underneath the garment, reminiscent of an extra muscle-free, sophisticated long flesh.

"It's not fate. It took me and you years to manipulate information, manipulate impressions, make the right people, and do what we could. This is an achievement. But... if this is how it's planned, it could be fate."

Ivan takes the report and closes his eyes.

A beautiful moustache, cut and grown around his chin and mouth, reshaped with a small grin.

"Though it is the Shizuku of the Divine Tree, which I obtained quite forcibly, even with my right head. The other guy you crossed is in trouble, right?

"I went over to that man now. Don't say much more. I guess there's more to it than that, huh?

"Even a seed of disaster like that would be a lot of money if you sold it to the merchant behind it. That is the property of a fine country...... though, that is a foolishness that loses the trust of the people. If it flows to the market in a diversified way, there will be extra concerns... not to mention this sideliness, which she left to herself, not to cause unwanted information leakage. I want to spare you the useless killing to make your wishes come true. Anything you do, you lose the trust of the people, you fall."

"Sometimes it's just expensive..." continued Ivan, who rinsed the coffee.

"Politicians seem cramped too, not in my realm... so let's hear why you called me in?

"Lately, when the radicals of the Divine Tree are planning a rebellion, that's what I've got in mind..."

"You want me to crush that?

"As soon as possible, you'd be easy, wouldn't you?

Dougbalm shrugged his shoulders small.

"... no wait. Why don't you leave that to the kids?

"What... no way, are you...?

"I wanted to see you once. Besides, it would be easier for you to sell your favors to both Empire and Federation pigs later, wouldn't it?

"You said politics is not a territory... but no, it's something to think about that's horrible. Will your thoughts come true this time, too?

"Worrying. If you have to, I'll erase one or two of the denominations at any time. Me and you have known each other a long time. This much accommodation..."

Dougbalm sighs and shakes his head, "Oh, man. I followed Ivan with my eyes as he drank coffee and tried to leave my room behind. I gave up half the time and threw my voice on my back during the breakup.

"I'd say that's about it."

Then, to Ivan, who turns only his neck, he was returned this way in a teared condition.

"... that's about it, not in our time."