Gaiden 18
The Technical Exchange Mission from the Federal Republic of Milaldia to the Rolmund Empire has successfully arrived in the Imperial Capital of Origania.
"It used to be called the imperial city of Schwerin. The Schwerin family had defended the throne until the late Emperor Ashley."
In a calm tone, Mr. Lenkov, commander of the Konoe Division, is explaining to Krutse Technical Directors.
He leads a group of elite guard squadrons, escorting the party from Noviesk Castle at the southern tip to the Imperial City.
A middle-aged man, like a slender but experienced soldier, laughed.
"The imperial throne also moved to the Origanian family on behalf of Her Majesty Eléora, and is now the imperial capital Origania."
Sirin looks at Captain Lenkov with a gaze of respect.
"I've heard that the biggest merit is the squadron that reports directly to His Majesty Eleora. So is Lenkov?"
Lenkov smiled bitterly and put on his cap again.
"We're not the greatest contributors, a dragon boy. That guy you know well."
Then Lenkov sighs small.
"If you borrow a virtual enemy, it's hard to do it."
"Enemy country ...?"
Lenkov responds with a serious face as Yukite mumbles uneasy.
"It's not an enemy, it's a virtual enemy. It's not hostile. But it's true that we exist only to swear to Her Majesty and protect the Holy Lorumund Empire. And to protect the interests of the Empire, though. "
Lenkov scratched his head.
"I'm sorry that I'll never go back to the Milaldia Federation. Let's work together to prevent that."
"Yes, I'll do my best! I don't know what I can do."
Friede replied cheerfully and finally added.
On the way, he continued to be welcomed by the lords of the transit area.
Especially in the unfamiliar foreign lands and the unfamiliar welcome mood, the Friedes are particularly exhausted.
The kids were already at their limit when they finally entered the palace.
"Is it okay to relax already?"
As Shirin moaned, the guide's servant, Natalia Samurai, smiled.
"Yes, you can take a nap or bring your own food and drinks."
"I'm tired of being right ..."
Natalia smiles bitterly at Friede, who collapses on the sofa.
"I'm grateful. Everyone is glad. Some of the aristocrats are relieved that 'The Black Wolf Lord has finally forgiven'."
"What did Dad really do ...?"
Natalia asks Friede, buried on the sofa, with her face close.
"How is your father?"
"Yes, I'm fine except that the choice of the shirt pattern is fatally bad and I don't fix my sleeping habits properly."
Natalia smiled very happily.
"I'm still there"
"e?"
As Friede woke up with Gabat, Natalia lightly bowed to the children.
"Now, I'm sorry. I think someone will come later, but please get along."
"Who is who?"
Yuhite asks, but Natalia shakes her head with a giggle.
"It's a military secret"
Friede thought that the people of Rolmund were joking, too, with a tired head.
In a sparkling room, about the size of a classroom at Miralardia, but full of jewelry and precious metals, the three children rest in the posture they want.
The other ambassadors should also be divided into small groups and rest in some rooms.
Friede vaguely looks at the ceiling.
"That chandelier glows with magical lighting instead of candles .... how much will it cost?"
"That said, the stonework of the fireplace, all the old dragon shell marble. You can buy about 100 Demon King's swords."
When Shirin returned, Yujite looked up at the wall enchantedly, leaning on an easy chair.
"And this mural is a scene from Rolmund's" Remorse of St. Zahaquito ". It's so fine and colorful ... it's a gem that can be displayed in the cathedral."
The door is knocked sparingly when three people are rolling between customers like a treasure house.
"here you are"
When Shirin replied, the door opened soon.
When the three watch closely, a girl about the same age as Friede comes in.
A well-dressed, but strong-hearted girl.
"Um ... you're the mission of Mirardia?"
It was not in Lorumund, but in Milaldia. Both are almost the same language, but they are easy to understand because they are slightly different at the dialect level.
The girl turns his eyebrows and tilts his head when he is unsure how to react.
"Did you pronounce strangely? Did you practice properly.
"Ah, yeah. I understand. I'm Friede. Friede Eindorf."
When Friede nods, the girl laughs at her.
"Yes, I'm relieved. I'm Micha. Micha Wikran, Organia Rolmund. I've been waiting."
Friede and others look away.
"Who?"
"Who are you? ... I'm someone from the imperial family because I'm an Orgian surname. I'm familiar with the name of Wykran ..."
Then Sirin says.
"Both of us will memorize the name of the Lorumund royal family. He is his niece, Her Majesty Eleanor.
"I'm number one !? I'm number one because my mother resigned from the throne!"
The girl, called Mecha, shouted indignantly and pointed at Friede.
"You're a princess too !? If you're a king's pedigree, remember the princess of a neighboring country!"
"princess?"
"You are the daughter of Her Majesty Airia! @ Princess Friede!"
"princess……?"
They were three people who turned their faces again.
"Friede, are you a princess?"
"Do not know"
"I'm sure she's a princess because she's the maiden's breath woman ..."
Mecha is increasingly frustrated by this conversation.
"You must be aware of being a princess. Isn't that a dream of royal diplomacy?"
"Royal diplomacy ..."
Friede muttered like a fool with a parrot, and Princess Mecha shouted or was sighed, tired.
"I will succeed to the throne soon, by the time you succeed the throne."
Friede to go on.
"I don't think I'll inherit the Demon Throne?"
At that moment, Mecha looked scared.
He looks around in a hurry and finds that no one is there.
She grabbed her arm tightly and whispered seriously.
"What is it? You are a princess but do not have the right to inherit?"
"Ta, maybe."
Then Princess Mecha becomes more and more serious.
"Maybe you're in exile this time ...?"
"eh?"
Friede was surprised, but Micha showed a nervous look and thought.
"Don't worry, it's common. Okay. Let's protect this and your servants with the goodness of the royal family.
Princess Mecha nodded gravely, even with the dignity of the young face.
"Don't worry anymore? It's safe here."
Friede was in a hurry.
"No, wait and wait! I won't go to exile !?"
When Friede was half panic, he smiled bitterly as Yuchite noticed something.
"Oh, is that so? All right, Your Highness Mycha"
"What do you mean?"
When Mecha turned, Yuhite responded carefully, choosing words.
"Unlike Rolmund's throne, the evil throne of Milardia is not hereditary, so Friede has no consciousness as a princess."
`` So why is it a demon 'king' !? King's bloodline is important !? '
"No, it's the old Miladian people who started calling demons leaders Demon Kings ..."
Friede answers with a little sorry.
Mecha stared at the expressions of the three for a while, but eventually she arranged her thoughts and asked him.
"... In other words, you are the daughter of the Demon King, but you are not necessarily the next Demon King?"
"Yeah, mother ... both your Majesty and your Majesty's," Anyone with the ability, motivation and responsibility is fine. "
At this time, Fride has no desire to become a Demon King.
Mecha sighs.
"I'm sorry to hear you early. I was a little disappointed, but this is my early plan. The meaning of a king is different in different countries."
"Ah, yeah, I guess the problem is probably with me ..."
It was Friede who realized that he was noble.
(I can't laugh about my dad ...)
Sweat in the cold.
Then the door was knocked and a calm male voice was heard.
"Mecha, here. Friede, I'm sorry."
"Oh, yes"
A middle-aged man came in. She had a friendly smile with a muscular, dignified physique, and was very well dressed.
He bows to Friedes.
"Hello, I'm Recoma Hinokentius Wickran."
The moment they heard the name, they recalled at the same time.
"It's Archduke Recoma! The brother-in-law of His Majesty!"
"Well, the Wykran family is the home of the Grand Duke of Recoma !! Friede, say hello!"
He hurriedly stretched his back, and Friede relentlessly bowed.
"First of all, I'll see you ... Friede Eindorf, my best friends Yuhite and Shirin."
"Thank you, but don't change that much, because I'm just a New Duke and not as great as it looks."
Princess Mecha is dissatisfied with her smiling prince dating to Rikomya.
"Why are you humbled there, Father? Isn't he the lead of the 14 Guardians of Majesty Eléora?"
As soon as Archduke Rékomya becomes uncomfortable.
"Mecha, micha. Did you say so much that you don't want to mention that huge synonym?"
"What, why ...?"
"No, it's a bit embarrassing to be heard by the wife of Vight ...."
A dignified gentleman is fidgety.
"It looks like you saw it somewhere, Yuhite."
"Yes, Shirin"
Friede scratches his head as Friede's two best friends stare.
At the same time, I got interested and decided to let Mecha break.
"Hey, Highness Mycha. Speaking of Archduke Recoma, you're the best general of Rolmund, right?"
Mecha nodded vigorously, holding her fist and began speaking.
"That's right! When Her Majesty Elora was still the princess with the sixth throne, the 14 proud aristocrats who soon approached Her Imperial Highness Princess! The father was united. That's it! "
And Shirin ate.
"I have heard that in the retreat of the Dniesks, they sought to defeat the enemy in a single duel, contribute to flood control and agriculture in Northern Lorumund, and command a search squad in the northern limit to stop the Emperor's assassination plan, A hero who fell in love with his sister. ''
"Yes, that's right! I'm the treasure of Rolmund! I'm a living legend!"
Princess Mecha, shouting her eyes shouting, finally grabs her daughter's shoulders and pulls her.
"Stop Mecha, Mecha."
"But I need to supplement my father's heroism."
"I don't have to. Fleide's father is that legendary duel Lord. I'm not the curtain."
What is impatient, Archduke Rékomya is sweating his forehead.
"I'm sorry, my daughter was too excited to be rude. I'll talk slowly later."
When he bowed down, Duke Rechonja hurriedly left the room, pulling his daughter.
The remaining three men look away.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. Oh, but I wanted to hear more about the Grand Duke of Reckonja."
Sirin sighs unfortunately and continues.
"It's a great man who has climbed from a lower class nobleman who has no territory to a grand duke with repeated commandments. Even in Miraraldia it has become a heroine of a bard."
"But I was in a hurry ..."
The children had no idea what was going on before they were born, they were just puzzled.