For a while, His Highness Ethel and I have been silent.
His Highness Ethel rubs his temples silently with one hand in his sight.
"In this troublesome time...... no, that's why"
The families of the evil gods also reach out their hands because this is a troublesome time when the political situation has become confusing.
His Highness kept his hand on his face, silent for a while...
"……… Can't you put in a little exploration?
Pompous, I said so.
I frowned at the words. [M]
"Your Highness. Maintaining security in the capital is the master of the Vault Clerical Warriors."
Neither do I. I don't want to step into the realm of others with my face.
This is their protected, protected realm, and that should be their pride.
As easy as it is to guess that I've never broken in there. [M]
And I don't think you know that, Your Highness.
"Yeah, I know. - If it's about noticing us, maybe the Clerical Warriors will find out."
His Highness also took his hand off his face and smiled bitterly.
"Just, yeah. Sir, haven't you noticed?
I didn't understand what His Highness was trying to say, and I was surprised. [M]
Until the apostle of the wind god is chasing the family of the evil god in the darkness of the city - I can read it.
"The position of the family of the evil god (...) is the problem."
"Standing position, sir?
Not knowing more and more, his Highness darkens his bitter smile more and more when he puts his neck up.
"What if you were entrusted with the Bad God's family in White Sails?"
"I'll go in and finish it."
We should not give our enemies extra time.
Unless you are an opponent who can't read so much about winning or losing, you should respond immediately.
Answering immediately, His Highness Ethel grinned bitterly.
"I guess so. As far as I'm concerned, I'm a little jealous - that would be the idea of a hero with superhuman power.
And in this case, for the Apostle of the Diseased Wind God, don't you think it's a rather far-fetched and far-fetched way of doing things? "
"……… Mm."
"In addition, when it comes to lending money on" Day Clock Street, "it's quite superior - that's the kind of people who deal with nobles and temples as well. Now you see?
"Ah."
If you say so much, I'll check on the boulders.
No, well. When I thought about it, there was no such thing as evidence of the worship of evil gods or the appearance of monsters from the mortgage house that was attacked.
As the wind god and his messenger are advancing their hand for some purpose - unless it is the wind god, or the messenger's whim, etc., this steal is a fabric stone or a hand in restraint.
But that on the contrary suggests one thing.
A heavily guarded apostle of the Great God cannot (...) quickly deal with the covert bouncing of the family of the evil god, such as "entering immediately and stabbing his family".
This is the kind of complex and difficult situation that can be considered.
Where is it reasonable to assume that the situation will be established?
"I mean, is it 'up there'?"
"Oh. That possibility, don't you think, is intense?
I nod my consent and turn my mind around.
In that case - wow.
"As for the defensive opponent's drop point, I already have my own eyes set on it. I can put it on, but that's normal."
…………
"If something like that is going on, I can't read it."
This is what His Highness is saying.
- to the aristocratic class (...), something is getting mixed up (...).
Isn't that precisely why the Apostle of the Wind God is not able to easily reach it and take no means of coercion to resolve matters quickly?
If that reasoning is correct, there is a chance that the families of the evil gods are interfering in this political conflict.
No. Even if you're not interfering, if you belong to a "defensive" or "pioneering" and it's picked at a leap, or an unexpected time - it's going to be a hell of a commotion.
Depending on things, it's enough to shake the very whereabouts of Southern development.
"……… misread, I hope it is"
and rubbing his temples, Your Highness.
How far does this person predict and anticipate?
In first-rate chess players and amateurs, as the world you see on the board is completely different, Your Highness may have more difficulty because he is much more 'readable' than people.
"That's why it could be something you can't look at. I've never gotten past much information. I'll leave you to your discretion, so it would be helpful if you could keep that in mind in your future actions."
"... Certainly."
And it also makes me look rude because I try to deal with those own readings properly.
Are you lucky to be in a position where you have a lot of difficulty and have the heart to just take it seriously and the ability to cut it off?
It was when I thought of it that way.
"The joy of fully wielding your abilities. …… would it still be healthier than to conceit the protagonist of the tragedy?
I was laughed at.
I almost read it, and I raised my hands.
"Okay, please"
Tough, smart, and humorous.
His Royal Highness Ethel is an adult who can really count on you. I admire it a little.
Can someone like that one day?
No, let's try to be, not be able to be.
- In view of previous life, humans can hardly take off their children without conscious efforts.
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"- That's why I'm wary of things that are confused and to move lightly into exploration"
"What the... When you're with Mr. Will, you're not really bored. Is this the fate of a hero?"
Are you okay, sir? And it is Tonio who asks me to worry.
"Yeah, it's my choice."
That day. That day I swore to God, it was my own destiny that I had chosen.
With honor, glory, triumph and joy, there will be misery and despair that I will regret unexpectedly - but it's all the end of my own choices.
I just want to be prepared to take on the good and the bad.
- That's what I thought and realized.
Perhaps His Royal Highness is the same.
Be Your Highness - maybe, with your brother involved - there's something to be determined about, and he's living the way he is now.
That's the fate he chose, so I guess he can stand up straight.
"Because that's what I chose and decided to do with all my strength - so it's okay"
"Is that so? …… but when it's hard, open up around you, right?
"If something runs wild, I don't know... then please consult me."
"Yes, with pleasure"
Mr. Tonio nodded calmly.
This guy always listens to me quietly.
"But... what can I say, it's too late"
At present, we have just visited someone's mansion, but they are still waiting for us in the reception room after the maid has sent us to the room.
Not as big a room as His Royal Highness's mansion on a boulder.
The city area is huge, but the furniture is good, and the landlord has good taste.
"I guess I don't have a choice. It was a sudden visit.... I'm sure they'll be surprised."
Shortly after Mr. Tonio laughed bitterly, the sound of a knock. The door opened.
When I thought I was a landlord, I was a maid with a basin with tea and tea treats on it.
"Excuse me."
Saying so, she puts down a saucer and a teacup with polite manners.
Thin red tea is common around here.
Although the flavor is a little different from the tea of the previous life, this is delicious.
This was followed by a plate served with tea treats.
The pound cake, cut to a moderate thickness, was accompanied by an unmade berry jam.
Jam. In other words, I can understand the economic situation of this house as it produces unproductively expensive sugar-boiled fruit.
"Ugh."
Mr. Tonio also leaked a small grunt.
"My husband is currently in support. - Please wait a little longer."
The maid was a blue-eyed girl with blue-eyed hair she had not seen in her previous life.
White apron on simple black clothes, white triangular scarf with a wild feel, not a decorative white brim on the head.
Somehow it doesn't feel like a decoration, it actually feels like a working servant.
But the change in expression is scarce.
It wasn't a polite smile or anything, it was really faceless. I feel a little puppeted just because my appearance is neat.
She left, wondering if she was a pale sleeper or not welcome -.
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The landlord hasn't come yet.
... What we talked about with Tonio all the time while we waited was talking about political relations.
"There is a conflict between the" pioneers "and the" defensemen "because of the structure that..."
"Hmm..."
"Hey, I don't see how I can move anything in the right direction anymore."
We are talking about a very troublesome structure: an economic conflict involving the transition to centralization of examples.
I can't read His Highness's hands at all, so I'll tell Tonio.
"Hmm..."
And, Mr. Tonio takes the book out of his nostalgia, and begins to think of something as he rolls it around.
"Hmm. As much as it's done, as much as it's done. - Oh, this is funny."
After thinking about it for about ten seconds, Mr. Tonio laughed lightly.
It was a wild beastly laugh somewhere, unlike the usual serene expression.
......... No way.
"Wow, you got it?
"In the White Sail Capital, in tandem with His Highness's current measures yesterday - well, the likely policy, the extent,"
"Please let me know."
As Tonio put it on his tail,
"…… Probably a conversion to a commodity crop, isn't it"
All of a sudden I came to the conclusion.
――
But in that conclusion, I don't understand.
"This means that grains from the South are exported to cities in the North, competing with and oppressing villages in traditional, less specialty territories in the North, right?
Then, in turn, from the stable regions of the South, we will reduce grain production, convert agricultural land to textiles, oil and other commodity crops - "
Mr. Tonio talks to the universe as he draws a map with his fingers.
"Aren't we going to wrap up the story in the direction of importing cereals into the South, assuring that we change our exports into less competitive items?
"... uh, no, that's..."
"As I said, in the future and in general, the local power of the Hordes remains the status quo, a form in which the economic power of the areas under the Royal Jurisdiction becomes stronger.
But can it be read by needy people who have immediate interests at stake? "
Ah. Uh... economic dissatisfaction or thrust is my dissatisfaction with "living as before, but not well suited to living".
It's essentially that kind of dissatisfaction that moves, or it's being moved, because there's a majority of people without political opinions, so that's simply the way it is?
I mean, "You guys make and sell cereal as you've always done, it's okay with old-fashioned living. Instead, let's buy one too" direction.
What has not been done so far would be remnants of a period when food self-sufficiency was an important issue in the early days of pioneering, when there was a lot of defence and traffic anxiety and only "we can manage it in isolation".
Not knowing when traffic will be dimensioned, you can't create a crop that presupposes buying and selling by money for swallowing.
However, as you can see from the prosperity of the White Sail Capital, nowadays… at least in the northern coastal neighborhood of the Southern Frontier Continent, there is less concern around it.
Use this as an opportunity to make a major shift in production. It does seem possible.
He seems to be in danger of looking like a monocultural economy if you give in too much or bias too much, but His Royal Highness will understand that.
"Additionally, if His Royal Highness's concern to rebel in the South also appears to reduce grain production and rely on exports from the North"
"Ah.... do I look like a collared shape?
"That's the thing. It's a form of giving a sense of victory by showing a certain understanding and giving way to Defense Concerns, which is before the Defenders were built."
Food - especially the stockpiling of cereals that serve as staple foods - will be a major element in the war.
It is certainly a deterrent to the insurgency to leave a brazen element of anxiety around it and rely on imports from the North itself.
… Although His Highness Ethel has no place to include King Owen.
In this case, people with concerns about the insurgency should also be relieved if they are reluctant to give way, which may rather include just a little bit.
This is how the Defenders gain victory and results, and instead take the form of 'forgiving' some more southwards of the Pioneers -
Ultimately, His Highness laughs.
"I know you're hitting a lot of other hands, but - hey, it's funny. It's a business opportunity, this! Do you know where to invest here?
"Uh... cereal-based?
"It's your hand to buy it cheap now and sell it out for a price increase opportunity. But ship relations and shipbuilding are still more delicious here. If the North-South deal flourishes, what happens to the ship?"
And Tonio, who speaks quickly, is quite excited.
Peeling his teeth and laughing, his expression was unusual, and when he accidentally watched, Mr. Tonio noticed all the time and coughed.
Is it a little lit or red cheeks?
"…… excuse me, I'm disturbed."
"No"
And I laugh.
I'm usually a very polite and understated person, but when I get excited about the business opportunity, I also get this way of laughing at the contenders?
"Mr. Tonio looks great."
Anyone who's getting serious, it's a good thing.
With that said, Mr. Tonio laughed with his hands around his neck, more and more illuminated.
But I didn't know anyone close enough to read His Highness's hand.
... Actually, I guess I'm very fortunate to have met Tonio.
As I thought so - again, I heard a knock.
Reflectively, if you correct your residence,
"Excuse me"
And a young man came into the room.
He's a pretty good looking young man with blonde creases.
To the landlord who was waiting, me and Tonio stood up and thanked him and showed respect.
"Oh, uh, what, take it easy, do it, I'd appreciate it..."
I feel sorry for all the noise in my voice.
... Really, sorry I pushed you.
He - Samuel Sanford's face, where he was a former duel and this visitor, was so drawn.