Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

The idea that it would not be a good idea to stand out in the greater part of the country led to only four members heading to the Imperial Palace: me and Alice, plus Olivia and Anya.

I really wanted to take Sophia, who could read their minds, too, but that young lady just turned it off because her appearance was too conspicuous.

Most importantly, the opponent is with moderates, and Sofia will be present if full-scale negotiations begin. There won't be a problem without Sofia this time or so.

So Olivia is dressed as a princess, and Anya is dressed as a knight. Me and Alice got a little worried, but we decided to go with our everyday clothes with our robes off.

It's painful to insist on the clothes I'm wearing as formal, but they must be decent clothes. You can do as much as insist that you are in shape as a messenger.

As far as Alice goes... that's it. In a shoulder blouse, a see-through bolero. I'm far from the knee-high socks on my teardrop skirt mini and the fashion of this world but... I think I can handle it if I tell you the ethnic costume of the elves or something.... maybe.

It was the Imperial Palace proud of the Zaccanian Empire that came.

Probably because it's a country of constant skirmishes. There is a large stone outer wall surrounding the outer circumference, built within its area. The Imperial Palace, surrounded by a strong guardian, looks as if it boasts the power of the Zaccanian Empire. It looks more brilliant than Liselheim's castle (,,).

"Go ahead, this way."

After depositing his sword for protection at the entrance, he stepped inside the palace following Olivia's guidance.

I'm anxious to step round into the realm where some people want a war with Liselheim... because me and Alice have spiritual magic. You'll be able to get away with it when you have to.

By saying that I have a little time until I see the promise, I head to the waiting room first. That's how I went down the hallway, I came across a priest-style man walking from across the street.

Probably in his late thirties. He is a man with a little stomach. I may be biased, but it feels like I'm fattening my personal belly.

"Isn't this Olivia? I didn't expect to see you here. Looks like you have an unfamiliar person, but who is it?

"They're the..."

Olivia says at last. And then to find out, they can't tell me who I am. Probably someone who belongs to a hardliner.

"Hmm... Could it be the rumors that they're from Liselheim?

"... hey, what is it?

"It's no use blurring. His Majesty the Emperor and what they see has already been grasped."

… the information is missing.

No, if it was the hardliners who gave me false information that I was an assassin from the hardliners, they would have expected us to see it if we failed to fight each other.

In contrast, perhaps we should have been vigilant.

"... by the way, what about him?

I whispered to Anya about Olivia's interaction with the priest-style man.

"He is the High Priest Linus of Ferminalism."

"Heh... I've heard rumors"

I know about Ferminalism by examining it in advance. He is a denomination that is committed to the training of white magicians and treats the faithful by calling them God's miracles.

White magic is a magic technique that activates cells, thus speeding up wound healing. It's not that dramatic...... sometimes I say that the price of healing is not that high, and there are many followers of Ferminalism. They make it the most powerful denomination on this continent.

"By the way, it's also the head of a party that recommends war against Liselheim"

"Head..."

I expected him to be a hardliner from the story flow... but is the supreme priest of a denomination that boasts one of the best forces on the continent the head of a hardliner?

I don't know why church priests want war... but it's nasty.

"So, hanging out with Master Olivia, what the hell are you up to?

Suddenly such a voice sounds. After a moment of delay, I realized it was the line Linus told me, and I rushed to correct my posture.

"I don't know what to do. I just want a peaceful relationship with the Zaccanian Empire."

I've also thought about deception, but I shall answer honestly. Exactly, up to this priest, I don't think he's a benefactor in spotting lies... but how much does he seem to find out, huh?

"Well, that's something I used to say about peaceful relationships."

"What does that mean?

"Are you saying that you wear fine clothes like that and don't have any idea? And... Hmm. Is that Elf's daughter? Don't you have a much more beautiful daughter...... kukuku"

A colorful gaze is directed at Alice's rich chest. Irritated, I moved to hide Alice from my gaze - and on the verge of doing so, Anya raised her voice.

"Dear Linus, we are going to meet His Majesty the Emperor now. I'm sorry, but if it's public talk, I'll ask you another time."

"... would be good. Let me tell you something in between. At best, it's about peaceful relationships and working hard to build them."

Linus laughed with her nose and walked away as she did.

"I'm sorry to offend you, Master Lion"

"... no, I don't care"

Only my glance at Alice was frustrating, but on second thought, Alice weaves her bolero feathers. I have a full chest, but Pope Linus should have only known he had a big chest.

So you shouldn't care that much. No, it shouldn't. Gurgi.

"Phew, Lion is a surprisingly grilled baked cake."

"What is it, bad?

When Alice inquired in a teasing tone, she smiled happily, "Bezu."

I often wait in the waiting room. Olivia was called first, and then we were put through.

Me, Alice and Anya go down the stairs, where they kneel towards His Majesty the Emperor.

"Raise your face."

"... Yes"

Hearing His Majesty's immediate voice, me and Alice raise their faces quietly. Above the stairs in front of you. A tough man sits on the throne.

He would be the father of Olivia, Emperor Granis. I was probably in my late thirties when I was a year. She has red hair, purple eyes, and looks very similar to Olivia.

And behind his oblique like that, Olivia refrains.

"It's Olivia. Is he a better messenger than Liselheim?

"Yes, Father. I'm Count Lyon, delivering the Granchez of Liselheim."

"Hmm... I hear rumors, you're a lot younger"

"Yes, you are a wonderful person, out of the standard as rumored."

"It's unusual for you to praise me that much.... Count Lyon. Is it sincere that you are a messenger of peace from Liselheim?

I can speak directly again. I don't know much about manners in other countries, but isn't it normal to say this through an intermediary?

There are a couple of high-ranking officials around...... are you sure you're okay with answering yourself? How dare you tell me what you thought?

The emperor's care to "allow me to respond directly" flew in.

"I'll answer then. By the life of His Royal Highness Alberto and His Highness Princess Noel, I have come to forge a peaceful relationship with the Zaccanian Empire."

"Hmm. Do you have the means to prove that?

"I have deposited my letter and medal with Master Olivia"

- This is it, Father.

Olivia hands Emperor Granis a letter and medal. Emperor Granis sighed with admiration as he glanced at it.

"Although the letter says that we want a national relationship with our Zaccanian Empire, and that we are prepared to offer Riselheim's technology as a condition of that?

"It's a fact. We are ready to provide technology to the Zaccanian Empire."

The moment I answer, I hear a surprise from a senior official around me. It became a wave and spread among the sights, but the emperor took control of it by hand.

"Count Lyon. It does sound like a fascinating offer to offer technology in your country."

"... to say that you can hear me is to say that His Majesty the Emperor does not think so?

"Honestly, I can't make a decision at the moment. What technology does your country offer and what consideration does it seek? Because I think it's important."

Same question as Olivia. My gaze focuses on me as to whether the people around me have come to the same answer. Having received such a glance all by myself, I briefly conveyed it to His Majesty the Emperor.

The technology offered is everything the Granchez family can have.

"... what, to? Wait, Liselheim only has the technology..."

- The majority of them are the substitutes offered by Mr. Lion, Father.

"Is he saying that we will offer all of that to our country!?

Yeah, that's right. Wow.

Olivia answers the astonishing Emperor. I was panicking earlier, and Olivia, who answers with her throat and face, is cute - or something like that, and I won't tell you because Anya next door is going to be mad at me.

Either way, His Majesty the Emperor turned his gaze back on me.

"... are you sure you're offering me everything in the Granchez family?

"Mullet School in our territory teaches students all kinds of technology. If you wish, promise to accept a certain number of students each year"

"I see. It's a very attractive condition, but what exactly does your country want from that consideration? I'm guessing you're not asking me to subordinate to Liselheim, are you?

"That's the only way. What our country wants in return for providing technology is friendly relations with the Zaccanian Empire. That's all."

"Are you going to be stupid and offer that much technology while not asking for anything in return!?

"No, I said I wanted a peaceful relationship in return"

"Uhm. It's hard to believe that's the only consideration..."

His Majesty the Emperor becomes silent as he thinks.

Well...... I fully understand the feelings of His Majesty the Emperor. If it were, there would be no such negotiations. This can happen because we can use our memories from previous lives to develop technology at no cost.

For someone who can't know that, it would be an idea you'll never understand.

"- Father, it's hard to believe, but Anya who used grace told me no lies,"

"Right. Hard to believe, but that's what you said Count with a substandard sexuality"

"Yep. It's hard to believe by now, but I guess the sister Count Harlem is not Dada"

... What are you so rude about?

Moreover, I find it unbelievable that you have made common sense decisions about the content of the negotiations, but I am angry that you have not questioned any rumors about the sister Earl of Harlem or anything else.

... No, well, if you've convinced me of the negotiation, that's fine.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, will you have a peaceful relationship with our country?

"Hmm... right. Detailed confirmation is necessary, but if its content is true, not to mention those who disagree with our country. Let's start with a full-fledged negotiating place."

"-Wait, Your Majesty, Emperor Granis!

I waited unexpectedly and my voice went up. If you look, a knight-style man with a sword almost walked over here. Muscular, unafraid stride. He, who seemed capable, knelt a little further away from me and knelt towards His Majesty the Emperor.

"General Kent? Are you suggesting that you disagree with the story?

"Ha. I'm afraid I will. There can be no such thing as offering any technology and not asking for it in return. If that's possible..."

"Are you saying it's not actually a lot of technology?

"No, according to intelligence reports, all confirmed technologies are excellent."

"Hmm. So what are you trying to say?

"Even with technology, you can't win a war. I thought that's why you said you'd give it all away."

... To say General would be the head of the military. The general is obsessed with the alliance.

You're starting to smell kind of bad.

Besides, his argument is not even out-of-target speculation. If you know you'll lose even if you fight a war, sometimes you want peace by offering everything just like Liselheim does today.

And if that's true, they don't need to be offered technology.

"You just have to wage war on Liselheim and take everything away"

Conclusion as expected. The remarks, which can be considered radical, become noisy during the sight.

He - there are many voices endorsing a knight called General Kent, but what a rambling before a messenger than Liselheim - what a lot of voices.

I hear there are more forces in the faction that want war... but now one way or another, I have less to agree with General Kent. It could be the effect of declaring that it will give away all the technology.

"I know what you're trying to say. But isn't that speculative?

"Exactly. So you should probably see it."

"How the hell did you do that? You're not gonna tell me you want to go along with him anymore, are you?

"I hear the Count excels in swordsmanship, so I'm interested in matching..."

General Kent looks at me.

But... Rumor has it, where did you hear me excel in swordsmanship? Of course, some people do, but if you know more, you know Alice and Sophia are stronger.

... well. About me and Olivia getting into a fight?

If anyone knew only the upside down, I wouldn't think Sophia or Alice had a rampage. You think I'm out of here. Well... speculation.

What a thought, General Kent turned his gaze back on His Majesty the Emperor.

"Proof of his personal strength will not prove the strength of Liselheim"

"So what do you want me to do?

"Isn't there just an affordable problem? Affordable to apply the strength of Liselheim, the problems our country has always had."

"... Are you kidding me?

"I think it's just the right project?

At the suggestion of General Kent, His Majesty the Emperor gives a sinister look.

I don't know the details at the moment... but an affordable problem to apply the strength of Liselheim. All I can think of is actually talking about fighting and showing it... Hmm.

With that said, you had an affordable story. Could it be about that? If so - personally, it would be very, very convenient. Shall we explore it for a moment?

I pinched my mouth in anticipation of the timing of the interruption of the conversation between the two of us.

"Could you explain to me what you're talking about, too?

"No, it's..."

"- Without paying taxes while living in the territory of the Empire, it hits us every time. There are troubled species hiding in the woods."

General Kent said such a thing away so that it could be covered in the words of His Majesty the Emperor. That's definitely the Inumimi story. My tension's rising - no, calm down.

This is not the time to panic yet. If I suddenly become a nori here, I'm suspicious in many ways. And, let's just keep looking a lot like that.

"Are you going to tell me to solve that problem and show it to you?

"That's right. Of course, we'll thank you for what you did. And I'll admit that your country is strong enough for our country."

"Hmmm...... how many of those species, are there?

"About six hundred, they say."

"Six hundred...? No problem to that extent. I'll take care of it."

If it's to prove my strength, I can't do it - I'm willing to respond with the face, but it's too delicious to flow and makes my mouth burn.

But if you take it from General Kent, he'll think, 'Kuck, this guy doesn't know the physical abilities of the Inumimi, he thinks six hundred would be light or something, you idiot'.

Whatever. Pumpkin from the shelf - no, dog mimi from the shelf. Wonderful development... I thought His Majesty the Emperor showed difficulty.

"... Count Lyon. I'm sorry, but I can't ask you for anything. How good it is with that race has been for centuries. It's a very delicate problem for our country."

"Even more so, could you leave it to me, a person from another country?

In response to my offer, His Majesty the Emperor remains reluctant.

This is my prediction, but His Majesty the Emperor agrees with Olivia on the treatment of the Inumimi. I suppose you want a peaceful solution.

So if I fail, my peace with Liselheim will vanish, and if I succeed, the Inumimi will perish. Hardliner thoughts, no matter which way you fall - and you're worried.

Then - and I saw Olivia refrain from obliquely behind His Majesty the Emperor. You must have noticed that gaze. Olivia nods small.

"General Kent. If Master Lion solves the problem, you will acknowledge that Liselheim is not a weak and small country, and you will agree to form an alliance?

"... right. If you have enough power to subdue the Inumimi within three months, you'll have to admit that hostility is undesirable even for us."

... Dude, subtle deadlines are being added. I thought something like that, but it doesn't matter because it's within my expectations - and I nod at Olivia's gaze like I'm asking.

Having confirmed that, Olivia turned to His Majesty the Emperor.

"- Father, why don't you let Master Lion handle this?

"Become and say what, Olivia. For the Inumimi..."

"I know, Father. That's why I'm asking you to leave it to Master Lion."

"... are you serious?

Olivia whispers something to His Majesty the Emperor. When I heard that, His Majesty the Emperor nodded small and turned his gaze back towards me again.

"Count Lyon. Fewer Inumimi live in the woods, but boast far superior physical abilities than humans. Still, you're telling me you can do something about it, aren't you?

"Yeah. No problem. Leave everything to me."

Don't get lost, look straight up at His Majesty the Emperor.

"... ok. Then Count Lyon. Prove to us the power of your kingdom."

"Yes, let's sweep (,,,,,,) the Inumimi tribe that hits the Empire from this continent within three months"

I said it off with a little bit of inclusiveness.