Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Why don't they make a calendar?

Adolf abruptly cut out during a peaceful dinner time with his family.

"Calendar? What the hell?"

I hope you don't overload my head any more after today's intense duty of pushing my verdict on the paperwork.

"I wasn't feeling well today. I missed one in three."

In other words, I have a two-thirds success rate in politics.

As a king who can unify the central plains, it will mean we still have to improve.

"So, what's a calendar?

Encourage Adolph to follow with a cramped face for some reason.

"A calendar is a word that represents a common year. When was Master Hardlett born, for example?

I'll break my fingers and count.

Twenty-seven years ago.

"Twenty-five years ago. You decided to be one step older than me."

Nonna corrects me and nods.

Adolf and Celia dropped their shoulders for some reason, and Lucy, who was in the corner of the table, sighed loudly.

"So how many times did Master Hardlett start the war between Arkland and Gordonia?"

"Wait a minute."

I'll break my fingers and count.

Was that the year after I traveled around the Federation, or no, because I was one more in the spring......

"You won't be out in a minute, will you? The common people are especially confused when it comes to how many years ago and how old they are. So I want to use a common calendar. Count all matters in the kingdom by reference to a certain point."

"I see, then it's easy to understand. By the way, how old was Celia this year?"

"Seventeen."

Seventeen or he's just a cute celia of a kid.

For some reason, Carla and Mel are stuck on Celia's flank, but I wonder what that means.

"But didn't Goldonia have a Kingdom calendar for sure?

Nonna looks strange.

Adolf nods deeply.

"Yes, I do. How many years do you think?

Nonna held her head after Kyoton, and, yeah, she roared, then pulled up her chest and buried her face.

"You've been dairy lately, haven't you? KingdomCalendar212, right?

Everyone on the field turns around and applauds Kara.

Nonna swells her cheeks in regret.

"Correct. But this level of awareness doesn't allow us to operate as a standard. Too many people don't understand."

"Sure."

Most people have to know it's common.

You shouldn't be cheering.

"I also tried to generalize it during the Borderline Bo Era, because it doesn't make sense if we don't do all this across the kingdom. Now that Master Hardlett has become king, the calendar of the Kingdom of Goldonia is just..."

Adolph clouds the words.

"That's right. Richter."

Secrito slaps me on the shoulder with joy.

Stop saying things that come to your heart.

We drink to Eirich and Agor and the king's tomb every week.

There's nothing wrong with Eirich and Agor's tomb, but every time he goes, the king's tomb gets his feet taken by a snail or a weed, or the bird drops his hun. I can't return the throne now even if I get out of it. I'm in trouble.

"Is it strange that I, the usurper, should now spread the Kingdom calendar?"

"Yes. So I'm conceiving to announce a new calendar to a large extent, because there's a strong symbolic significance besides pragmatism. You can't let me decide on my own. So I was wondering what to do and what to base it on."

Everyone stops eating and thinks in.

"Ugh... uhh... cum"

Only Secrito said he hated it. Stuffed in my fingers for getting into my underwear in retribution.

Celia is the one who stood up the most.

"What about the Agir calendar based on Dear Agir's birth? At the same time, if you put a giant statue on the main street of the king's capital, the people will be able to understand."

"I just can't stand myself up..."

Lots of children are enough to leave behind for future generations.

"Birthday is unknown in the first place."

"I've been like a slave since I got my temper."

Gently returning it to Lucy makes everyone but Ceclito look uncomfortable looking down and stuffy.

I don't give a shit.

"Sorry about Celia, but my birthday is gone."

"Eigil New Year. I think it's great."

Were you going to keep your name intact?

You don't care about the eyes, but this is going to be disgraceful.

"That's what you just deny. I'll come up with a plan next."

If the calendar has symbolic significance, it would be better to be a little old to make it dignified.

"When was Lucy's birthday?

"583, I guess."

I snort.

"Lucy, what do you mean 583?"

"" "I don't like it" "

The table is tapped at the same time in three places.

At the same time, Secrito bites his teeth off and leans back.

Everyone else nodded, and Lucy herself laughed at me because she was too old.

"Then as my rightful wife, I'll be next."

Nonna coughs up with Cohon before getting up.

"How about a nonna calendar based on when me and Lady Agil met, or when we married?"

Pushing yourself is a big deal.

Should this courage be apprenticed?

"You don't have to be ashamed. You can often be so arrogant. Give me a hundred steps. My name is Titty Calendar."

Carla and Nonna grab each other.

"New Year's Eve with Tits... Looks good to me though"

"It's not good! It will stay for generations to come. It's like hustling fools."

Celia strongly tells me to take a seat adultly.

At the same time, Ceclito's hips crumble.

"How about a calendar that causes domestic discord?"

It's hard to tell.

Based on Celia's age on how long it will take, will it be a pretty calendar year seventeen?

That's where Adolf, who was static, raises his hand.

"Isn't it good in a 'unified calendar' based on the unification of the central plains? Dear Mr. Hardlett, based on the criteria around you, I can see the impression of seizure, so based on unification, this impression will be stronger in a few decades."

"If you call yourself unified at last, it could be pressure on the barbarians and the urban state."

Says Tristan as he only divides the meat from the large plate.

"Do you just call yourself pressure?

I turn to her and she puts a gaze on me, and Maria punches a ton of onions and carrots into Tristan's plate.

"Of course you're just calling yourself that at the time. But if the unified calendar spreads over the plains after a few or a few decades, the perception that Goldonia has unified the plains becomes common sense among the urban states. We may not be alive."

Tristan drops his shoulder when he sees a pile of vegetables on his plate.

Is that so?

Neither am I going to live to a hundred, and I can't even think about it decades from now.

"It's settled anyway. Tomorrow we will also announce this year as the Unified Calendar Year."

"Aren't we going to need a prep period?

I shake my head towards Adolf.

"This kind of thing is suddenly more impressive. I will announce to the people and to the nobles at the same time at the first meeting tomorrow morning. Send out orders to the provinces at the same time."

"So you need just a declaration of the number of lords...... all night"

Celia stood up all the time when I did it too, but my skin would get rough if I stayed up all night, albeit pitchy, at 17.

"Tristan. If you eat onions, help Adolf."

"Here I come. This flow was predicted!

Tristan placing dishes on the table to represent dissatisfaction.

Maria puts the green beans on the plate.

Don't waste your dinner, eat before you go.

"But I'm not impressed by just letting you know the calendar."

I think about it a lot and hit Pong and his hand.

"Oh, no, I can't."

Celia rushes to block it but holds it down with one hand and stands up.

"Let's celebrate the house where the child was born during the year. It's New Year's Eve, so one gold coin... is soggy. Let's hand out ten gold coins. It doesn't matter who you are or what you are!

Maria and Melissa cheering lightly with Warr.

Adolf and Porte screaming with a gag.

Neither screams, shivering hips and boring secrito.

"That's settled."

Whoa, my left hand left me in an important part of Secrito.

Make a vivid water noise and pull your fingers out back to the meal.

"... hey what are you normally back for dinner. You're not just gonna leave me hanging around like this."

"It's my turn after the meal. I won't allow any interruptions."

When Celia blocks him, Secrito eats his teeth off, snatches my cloak to pull a thousand pieces and leaves his seat.

"I'm sorry. I'll be there in the middle of the night, so stay alone until then."

I'll tell you while I gently stroke your ass, Secrito tries to hold your lower abdomen down and out of balance, kicking it in my leg with a frustrating voice and leaving.

"But why did you take the cape?

Well, okay.

Later on, this breakthrough celebration became much talked about, and the new calendar soon became known among the general public, and became common sense throughout Goldonia.

It was also the spring that declared it, so if we made a child soon, it was a roll that child making began in households all over the city in time.

When I went out into the city at night, a man and a woman were hanging around in a house called a house, and a woman who didn't get pregnant often got in a hurry or made it with a man other than her husband or stepbrother.

I also tried to hide my face and crawl into my husband's absent house at night, but I had an unparalleled chance of getting accepted. So much so that sometimes even my daughter-in-law and her sister would have an OK.

Adolphe spent so much money getting bored and balding in circles that the number of children grew, and the babies overflowed in every city.

By the way, the cape taken by Secrito had been placed messily in the room the next day.

I don't know why, but it was wrinkly and overall damp, and it had a number of tooth shapes.