Risou no Himo Seikatsu

Tabernacle 5

"… Therefore, the two kingdoms of Shalova Jilbaer and, to be precise, the Shalova royal family, will not let go of such an inheritance of the conferral magic lineage. I'm sorry to flip the foreword so many times, but that's why I stopped going to put a side chamber on it.

I'm sorry, but it's been a while since I've been around, but I need your help. "

That night, after dinner and bathing, Aura confronted Yoshijiro in a room in the rear palace and explained in detail the contents of the letter that arrived during the day and the information inferred from it, as well as this response to it.

That one hundred and fifty years ago, the prince of the Kingdom of Karpua and the woman who ran off to another world were likely princesses of the Shalova royal family.

That its descendants, Yoshijiro, seem to draw not only the blood of the Karpua royal family, but also that of the Shalova royal family.

For this reason, regardless of Yoshijiro himself, whose time-space magic adequacy is superficial, that the child may have the adequacy of granting magic on the table.

Therefore, since it does not stimulate the Shalova royal family into mischief, the public side chamber cannot be welcomed by Yoshijiro for some time.

(However, my son with Aura, who draws the blood of the Karpua royal family darker than me, will not be seen as a problem because the blood of the Sharois royal family will be crushed by the blood of the Karpua royal family.)

Having finished organizing all the information he had just heard in his head without knowing what it really felt like right now, Yoshijiro took a glass of water mixed with sugar and fruit juice from the top of the table, sitting deep on the couch, and carried it to his mouth.

On the clap of tilting the glass, the ice in the cup circles in a kurli, and the jumped droplet hits Yoshijiro's face.

"Wow."

Hit me, maybe I was more upset than I thought myself.

"Are you okay, Zenzilow? It hurts so bad it won't spill."

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just hit my face."

To Aura's words, Yoshijiro took a white gauze handkerchief out of his trouser pocket and wiped his own face with a face that looked bad.

"But what if you do? Honestly, isn't there a problem with me being in this country?

To her husband, who frankly asks, his wife grins at her mouth and shakes her neck clearly beside her.

"No, I did. The blood muscles are a little problematic, but given our country's current position, it's more problematic if they weren't there. So you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. It's not like I was thinking about it. I'm not a very victorious person with a strong self-sacrifice. But if, objectively, my presence is going to be detrimental to the kingdom, some of the nobles are going to leave people who take all sorts of action."

That's how Sanjiro answers, shaking his body with a burrito, whether he was inspired by his own imagination.

"Hmm..."

More than she thought, to the words of her sober, cynical husband, Aura slowly opened her mouth after much thought.

"No, you probably don't have to worry about that. The information that it drew the blood of the Shalova royal family in the first place is, so far, top secret information that only this royal family knows, and even if that information becomes out-of-the-box, it should be unlikely that the nobility of our country would harm it in a short circuit.

Even though I have a successor in my belly now, it doesn't change the fact that it is one of the few Karpua royal bloodlines. I don't care what you think, the disadvantage of losing you is better than the disadvantage of being there. "

So, if we need to be realistically careful, it would still be a trend for the two Kingdoms of Sharova Jilbel, not for the nobility of the Kingdom of Karpua.

For the Shalova royal family, the current situation is undoubtedly 'intruder'. Somehow, we need to convince ourselves that in secret negotiations, until we start a war, we are not in the way of eliminating it.

Regardless of the logical part of what I said, a human being who runs outrageously to the elimination of Okijiro could appear in both the Karpua kingdom and the two kingdoms, but if you take it into account all the way around it, you won't be able to make any physical moves. Such a difficult hazard to predict would have to hit a coping therapeutic.

After saying so much, Aura continues with a little, frowning.

"However, as I have just said, the fact that it draws the blood of the Shalova royal family is a matter of utmost secrecy. In other words, when turning down the side chamber, that fact cannot be put on the table. You know what this means?

In response to Aura's question, Yoshijiro answers his lack of confidence, thinking slightly of his gaze toward the ceiling.

"Uh, I mean, apart from the facts, do you need an ostensible 'excuse' for me to turn down the side chamber?

Aura agreed with Sanjiro's answer.

"Oh, yeah. But as I've said before, it's rather unnatural to think politically about not marrying a side room. To be clear, it is difficult to justify not allowing the nobles to argue.

So, I'm sorry, but externally, would you push through the reason for turning down the side chamber in the form of saying, "My dear, I'm sorry?"

"My best? What do you mean?"

Aura replies in unclear terms, slightly out of sight as to whether shame prevailed over reason on the boulder to the neck leaning Sanjiro.

"It would be nice if you could listen to what I said when I heard about the side room before. That, I don't want to be disturbed my alone time with me, or anything. I'm full of heads about me and my kids, and I can't afford to think about anything else, you know?"

"Ah...... oh! Yeah, you know what, yes, yes."

Nor can Said Sanjiro hide his upset. I return my words to all sorts of places, aware that my face gets hot. I was ashamed of myself then.

Not a single lie, but it's not even a thing that diminishes the embarrassment of words because it's true.

"Mm-hmm. There is no more excuse than to be able to announce the blood muscles of Sora, an excuse that was just enough to convince the nobles. Then it is most inexorable to shield the emotional theory and push it through here.... I'm sorry, but I'll end up getting mud on it. For some time to come, a rettel will be affixed: 'A fool who leaves behind one woman and sees his political judgment wrong'"

To his wife, who aligned her knees on the couch and lowered her head small, Yoshijiro sat back next to the couch where Aura would sit as she stood silently from the couch across the street.

"Zenzilow?"

Sanjiro, sitting next to Aura, says as Aura takes the left hand she was putting together on her lap, she makes sure to glance at Aura's face from the side.

"But that's what's best, isn't it? Then I don't mind. Either way, in my case, I rarely get out of the rear palace, so people's rumors aren't something that gets in my ear early. If you have a level of notoriety where there is no real harm, it would be convenient for you to make it harder to be a weird god instead.

And... in fact, the rumors are completely untrue. "

"Zenzilow......"

With Sanjiro holding his left hand, Aura smiles with a fuzzy smile and extends his right hand to Sanjiro's face. And

"Damn, your face is bright red."

And I pointed it out.

Bearing the shame, the husband, who was comforting his wife, exposes his very rare anger and shouts out.

"Ugh, shut up! People are embarrassing me. I confess patiently...!

Fully smiling back at the look of her husband, who turns bright red in her face, the queen strokes her husband's cheek lovingly with her right hand and mouths words of apology with a mixture of laughter.

"Sorry, sorry. I was so happy with your devotional words that I became a tea maker. Thank you, I'll be sure to thank you."

On his reddish cheeks, Yoshijiro drops the tone of his voice and returns his words, feeling the feel of his limp wife's fingers.

"Fine, thank you. In fact, I take care of him every day because he's totally over here. If it's the kind of effort you need to maintain your current life, there's nothing wrong with it."

Now Aura answers the words of Yoshijiro honestly and without offense.

"Right. In my position as queen, I can't go too far with notoriety. If it's the infamy that comes with fierceness on the battlefield or diplomacy, it's the use of it, but the infamy of pornography."

Even if the queen's companion is rumored to be "obsessed with the queen and refused the sideroom," at best he's "stupid enough for politics," but if the queen is rumored to be "obsessed with the companion and stopped from putting the sideroom in the companion," there will be a voice at once that says, "I'm anxious to keep that queen on the throne."

If either Sanjiro or Aura have to wear the stigma of 'colour bokeh', it can be said that it is inevitable that Sanjiro will wear it.

For a while, Yoshijiro, who had been holding hands and stroking his cheeks, eventually swept away his beloved wife's hand, making a serious look again and starting to talk.

"So, actually, I have a favor to ask you, too. I'm sorry to withdraw my foreword, but in the future, I'd like to add a little more activity out of the rear palace, too, wouldn't you?

In the words of Yoshijiro, Aura's loose expression draws in an instant.

"You did? Why?"

To the Queen's sharp question, Sanjiro answers, keeping a soft tone without being frightened.

"Yeah, this past month, obviously, the burden hanging on Aura, it's huge, isn't it? So I didn't need a hard decision, and I thought I'd change what I do as an understudy. Of course, by doing so, I know it's dangerous for a nobleman to sneak up on me, but looking at Aura now, I think Aura's health risks are more problematic."

"Mm..."

Aura was often silent on the honest words of her husband, who worried about us.

Indeed, it is true that this past month since pregnancy was confirmed, it has been an obstacle to work. While the Queen's decision is meant to be as human and legal as the country turns at least, it is also true that it would be much easier if there were a royal family to serve as a nominee.

"Um, I'm glad you made that offer, but then it's pretty loud around you, huh?

In case Aura presses, Yoshijiro laughs and nods.

"I'm ready for that. Even so, maybe it's more than we imagined."

"Definitely, far above the imagination. If you start working outside the rear palace, it's not just the nobles of the ambitious who get loud. My bellies, who have sworn allegiance to me, will also turn their skepticism to me."

Actively striking out of the rear palace, the queen's companion. Just as its presence is a strange currency for the domestic ambitions, it is a threat to the bellies who pledge allegiance to Aura.

Aura's right-hand man, Secretary Fabio and others, will undoubtedly turn a gaze of skepticism to Yoshijiro's every word he does.

In response to Aura, Yoshijiro looks a little difficult and returns the words.

"Of course, if it's going to annoy Aura, I'll weigh myself..."

"Hmm..."

Aura thought a lot. Sure, initially, I was looking for a son-in-law who wouldn't say anything to politics, but if he was a son-in-law who would help me out of the shadows after considering not to shake this one's authority, I would never have gone over it.

Until today, I am convinced that Sanjiro has no evil will to push this way out and take power, but when asked whether he has the technique of speaking or negotiating against the nobles of Hai Qianshan Thousand, just to get on without being taken the word, the question remains.

(But it is true that in my case, there will be a great deal of influence on future national politics. I didn't know pregnant women would be restricted in their behavior so far)

In the original plans, Aura was tempted to continue having 'older' children for a while, but in view of the current situation, I can only say that the option is unrealistic.

The time between pregnancy and childbirth is called "October 10th". A year is twelve months, and even a moonlit year is thirteen months. If you have children every year, you will spend five sixths of the year on your weight.

It definitely comes in the way of government.

(Again, is it burdensome to do 'Mother Nation' and 'Queen' at the same time)

At least, as before, it has to be said that pro-government without a marshal or a prime minister is unrealistic. However, if we have a Marshal and a Chancellor, the powers and powers will also be diminished in proportion to Aura's reduced burden.

Now more than ever, you will suffer from a balance of power with the leading aristocrats.

(Thinking about it, does it make sense to have high-ranking allies that you can trust personally, even if you don't rely on them for abilities)

Aura turns her gaze to Yoshijiro.

…………

Yoshijiro silently awaits Aura's decision while taking Aura's gaze from the front.

Time for silence, staring at each other at close range. Eventually, Aura relaxed her expression and told her.

"Okay. Sure, because my burden is too much as it is. If you could help me, I'd appreciate it. However…"

"Yeah, I know. If Aura decides that she's bothering you, she'll snag you back into the womb with my will."

I didn't let Aura tell me until the end, and Sanjiro smiled and begged me to do so.

Even though they are queens, their wives seem to inhibit their husbands' free will, which leads to bad reviews. The values of this country with regard to the area are taught all the way to Okijiro.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but please. Speaking of which, you were supposed to be out of the womb to receive the loyalty of the knight Natalio Maldonado. In doing so, let's put on my belly, Fabio."

As expected, the queen returns her words with a soft grin to her husband who returns a reply that takes this position fully into account.

Secretary Fabio would give you accurate advice. And I don't want to think about it, but in case Good Jiro wakes up to ambition, he must perceive and 'deal with it accurately' as soon as possible.

"Well, it's time for me to step back into my bedroom. It's a little early, but I have to keep my time longer for the rest of my sleep."

When Aura says so, she slowly floats her hips off the couch.

Not every day, but Aura sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night feeling sick these days. Even if not, Dr. Michelle tells me you should get as much sleep as you can.

In the first place, because of the LED stand lights that Yoshijiro brought in, I totally had a habit of working at night, but if it's a lifestyle before that, it's time for me to be asleep for good.

To Aura's words, Yoshijiro, who glanced at the digital radio clock he had on the shelf, softly took his wife's hand as she rose off the couch to follow Aura.

"Yeah, let's go to bed."

"You won't even go out with me till you're done."

That's what Aura says no to as she honestly draws her hand from her husband.

"No, either way, the samurai will be waiting in the tea room. I'm not comfortable here."

To Aura's words, Yoshijiro replied and shook his head beside him.

In order to cope with the abnormality of Aura, who is currently weighty and also has symptoms related to her, the maids are supposed to set the night shift and cope in the rear palace. After Aura drops back into the bedroom, this is the only room that leads to the bedroom, where - the maids stay in the living room.

I hate to invite the samurai into my private space on a daily basis, but I can't say such a little thing about my wife's safety.

Thanks to this, these days, even if the samurai have refrained from doing so in the next room, they are not much of a concern to me anymore.

"Well, then rest with me,"

When Aura says so, she tangles her own arm in the arms of Yoshijiro.

"Yeah, good night"

There are currently two beds in the bedroom. The room was the same, but the wife and husband entering the other floor slowly dived into the bedroom door with their arms firmly in place to spare the remnants.