Risou no Himo Seikatsu

On that day, an unscheduled 'ritual' had been performed between the sights of the Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Karpua.

The name of the ritual is "Rite of Approval". As its name suggests, it is a ritual for the nobility of the kingdom of Karpua to receive approval as nobility from the royal family.

With the "Ritual of Approval", he is asked to inscribe his name on the Royal "Roster" and receive a "copy" to obtain his first status as a nobleman of the Kingdom of Karpua.

In this sense, of the rituals of vital importance to the nobility, few actually weigh in on the rituals themselves.

Whatever it is, the Kingdom of Karpua is a great power. If we include even lower nobles without titles, we can only say that the number of nobles to whom we belong is enormous. Even if all of those aristocrats perform rituals to a large extent whenever they are named on the 'roster', the king will be blocked by that alone.

For this reason, the "ritual of approval" is usually an extremely administrative ritual that brings together all the hopefuls of the year and takes place once a year.

No matter, there are exceptions. In times of war, for example, it is typical. If a local nobleman could not reach the King's Capital because of his involvement in the war. In some cases, they offer to fill in the 'roster' on a date and time other than the annual 'rite of approval', such as when the trail was killed in battle and the son of a concubine, who was hurriedly dropped on civilians, had to be raised to aristocracy as soon as possible.

But on the contrary, that's a special example. Even in times of war, it is a minority to receive a 'rite of approval' other than the prescribed day, much less to wish for it in a normal time such as now, is tantamount to publicly declaring that there are so many circumstances.

It was therefore unfortunately only natural that Nilda Ghazir, who will receive the 'rite of approval' by herself today, should draw more attention than is necessary.

"From this, perform the 'ritual of approval'. Miguel, Count of the border of Ghazir. And that daughter, Nilda. Previous"

"Ha."

"Ha, yes, no!

During a majestic glance, a high voice echoes. It was Nilda Ghazir who raised her voice ridiculously upside down in tension.

Well, there's no way. On the left and right side of the spectacle, the lords of the kingdom of Karpua are looking at it with curious eyes, aligned with the goose necks.

Until today, the girl who has been drawn to the countryside is more worried about not being nervous about this situation. Walking in front Gazir Borderline Uncle is also desperately fixing his expression, but letting signs drift from his whole body that his daughter has no choice but to worry about not having a hemp.

Walk upright. That's just how difficult it is, with the addition of the conditions of "keeping the attention of the public" and "without breaking the courtesy".

Still, Nilda arrived safely under the throne with a small failure to the point where she could at best think she was "smiling" at the achievement of being treated neatly by her sister until the day before.

Aura, the queen sitting on the throne on the altar, utters her voice as she looks down at the old frontier uncle and his daughter kneeling under her eyes.

"Ghazir Borderline Uncle. Submit a copy of Nilda Ghazir."

"is to this"

One of the civil servants receives the dragon-skinned paper taken out of his nostrils by the borderline uncle of Ghazir as he kneels and hands it to the queen sitting on the throne.

In that series of exchanges, a slight voice of surprise, Zawari, leaked from among the nobles who refrained during the sight.

Naturally. The original "rite of approval" is the flow by which the king says he will write down the name of a new nobleman in the "roster" and hand over a "copy" from the king to his noble guardian (usually the head of the family). That, on the contrary, the guardian submitted a 'copy' to the king.

For some reason, a 'copy' already exists, even though it is unusual to simply say 'rite of approval' to be executed by one person at this time. It is enough information to convince me that there are so many special circumstances.

"Um, no doubt about it. This signature is autographed by His Majesty Sancho."

The queen, who glanced at "The Copy," mutters so loudly that everyone who gathers during the glance can hear her.

Of course, it is deliberate. In the first place, this is not the first time Aura has seen a 'copy' of that Nilda. A few days ago, Aura was face-to-face with Uncle Ghazir Borderline once, and when she had a meeting, she is also making sure about the 'copy'.

It's like performance that's bothering to recheck that until this glimpse. Through Nilda Ghazir's "Ritual of Approval," he has appealed to Sancho I, the earlier king, to his surroundings in an understandable way.

"Have something to write about."

"is to this"

Before the queen sitting on the throne, two civil servants offer boards of wood like a drawing board, and a third civil servant hands over a candlebone brush.

"Uhm."

The queen added the name Nilda to the section of the Ghazir Border House when she spread the 'roster' over the wooden plank with a familiar hand. Aura then puts the 'copy' on a wooden plate and writes down his own name under the signature of Sancho I.

"Take this."

"Ha."

"Copy" of the "Roster" with the signatures of the two Kings. Having received it from the hand of the queen, the civilian returned its dragon-skinned paper to the border uncle of Ghazir when the ink was dried quickly on dry sand.

"Confirm."

To the words of the queen that sweep from above the throne, the old lord nobleman glances through the dragon-skinned paper by his hand.

"Yes, we have confirmed. Definitely."

"Uhm. Now let me assure you that my daughter, Nilda Ghazir, was a nobleman of the kingdom of Karpua as of six years ago, that I, King Aura I of the kingdom of Karpua, will be the king of the kingdom of Karpua"

"Thank you. Happy."

"Look, I'm honored, Your Majesty."

To the Queen's proclamation, Uncle Ghazir and Nilda bowed their heads profoundly in time.

I assure you that I have been an aristocrat for six years now, starting from this time.

It's a declaration that makes you feel contradictory, but it's not so hard to guess the circumstances behind it, if you think about it a little bit.

By the time some savvy nobleman reaches the truth by mere speculation, the Queen rises from the throne and proclaims with a loud voice that could have been a speech.

"Some of you will already understand the situation, but let me explain.

Recently, it was discovered that the name of the girl who would be this - Nilda Ghazir - was not on the royal 'roster'. However, the 'photocopy' of the roster was in the Border Uncle House of Ghazir, and upon confirmation the King's signature was also authentic.

From this fact it has to be concluded that there are some deficiencies in the current Royal 'roster'. It would be somewhat overly optimistic to think that the missing name in that case is Nilda Ghazir alone. Like Nilda, those who previously had a "copy" signed by His Majesty King Sancho I, submit a "copy" to the royal family for confirmation. "

In the king's proclamation, a restless temper called Zawazawa occurs during the sight. This can be taken as a natural reaction because for the nobility the presence or absence of a name on the 'roster' is not a metaphor but a major problem that changes life.

Had it not given a practical example in advance of "Nilda Ghazir was fine and re-registered on the roster", there could have been a bit more mayhem. Considering that, prior performance can also be said to have performed well.

Then the queen declares, loudly.

"Normally, gratuities are required when performing the 'ritual of approval' in addition to the annual due date, but only for this time. If he or she and his guardian have a 'copy', I promise to re-register his or her name on the 'roster' immediately. Regardless, the date and time of registration on the record shall be the date written in" Copy ". In addition, if the guardian cannot come to the King's capital due to various circumstances, he/she may do so alone."

Because it is the Queen's word, the form is everywhere ordained, but if you listen to the content, you can see that the royal side has made a full concession. In other words, the responsibility for the partially missing 'roster' was tantamount to acknowledging that it was in the royal family.

By the way, I purposefully added that it was good in person alone because, as the worst case scenario, my guardian could be dead in the war ahead.

"Due today until six months from this date. Whoever by then brings a 'copy' with the signature of His Majesty Sancho I shall re-register his name on the 'Roster'. I will not accept it after the due date, so I ask everyone to inform the whole country about the matter. Okay?"

To the words of the queen, all the nobles gathered in the midst of the sight bowed their heads with humility in their accustomed manners.

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Missing in the 'roster' was found.

The information, naturally, spread among the nobles of the Kingdom of Karpua with great impact.

Fortunately, after less than a year in office, the number of nobles approved by the earlier generations King Sancho I, who spent the majority of that short period in office on the front line, is not so high. Thanks to this, the confusion caused by it fits into something smaller than the royal side expected.

It's not much though. A handful of aristocrats in my mind turned their blood phase and headed home to get a 'copy' of the problem.

Particularly difficult are the nobles of the province. The Kingdom of Karpua is a great country both territorially and. It is difficult simply to deliver accurate information from the Wang capital to the provinces, and if the roads are poorly maintained, it may take some time on a monthly basis for the noblemen in question to bring a 'copy' and ascend to the Wang capital.

Fortunately, Queen Aura provided me with a relatively spare respite of "six months," but not absolutely.

If, under any circumstances, the information does not arrive accurately. If that nobleman had a case he couldn't get his hands on right now. If that nobleman suffers injury or illness and cannot tolerate long journeys. Assuming these unforeseen circumstances, the moratorium of six months can never be said to be absolutely secure.

Therefore, it can also be said that the whole royal palace was held up by rumours of a "roster" missing, a very natural flow.

And to hide in the shadow of such rumors, Yoshijiro was in a room in the royal palace, face-to-face with Lucinda Ghazir.

"Don't be the first to see me like this. His Majesty King Aura of the Kingdom of Karpua is his companion, Yoshijiro. I'm glad you answered my call today."

"It is located in Lucinda, the first girl of the Bojia, on the border of Ghazir. Today, we invite you to join us in the utmost joy."

"Um, let's do it first."

"Yes, excuse me"

In a room in the depths of the royal palace, in the opposite seat of Yoshijiro, the woman lowered her back with a thorough trick.

Lucinda Ghazir.

A woman who, due to a slight Aura failure, has become "interested" in Sanjiro.

In that sense, should this occasion be referred to as a kind of "pageant"? Moreover, on the face of it, it is the "pageant" that I asked for from the side of Yoshijiro.

(Never be rude)

and what Makiro feels inside is also an inexorable story.

Together, Yoshijiro will remain as friendly as he can, ostensibly without breaking his language as a royalty.

"It would have been difficult for a woman to travel all the way from the borderline lord to the king's capital. Is your body all right?

"Yes, thanks to you. I grew up more in the country, so I'm confident that my body is strong."

Lucinda responds politely with a grin on her mouth to the topic of Yoshijiro, who cuts it out without difficulty.

On the other hand, the inside of Yoshijiro is complicated.

From the standpoint of inviting this one, you can't be unwelcome.

However, given the future of lateral ventricular candidacy, there is naturally an inner rejection.

There, furthermore, when the words of Secretary Fabio's advice, "You are near impossible to spend your whole life without taking a single sideroom," are recalled, reason stops at emotion.

Reason and emotions are too intricately intertwined, and I have no idea what kind of emotion I have for the woman in front of me is the 'right answer'.

Of course, the substitute of emotion is uncontrollable to the person, but nevertheless it is easier to build interpersonal relationships by setting some guidelines.

(Bad, I can't get my thoughts together. even vague about what I want to do)

Sanjiro scratches a cold sweat in his heart with his grin sticking to his face. Still, I can understand how awkward it is to remain silent in this setting, even with the head of a less spinning Shinjiro.

"Right. It's temperamental. Sometimes boulders just boast about the Gazir border."

To Yoshijiro's words, the woman sitting face-to-face smiles slightly down her brow butt as troubled.

"... please listen to my father in half. He's a little troubled, sweet on his kids."

Somehow, however, Sanjiro, who felt the words and expression were close to vegetarian, throws an inquiry to be drawn in a bit.

"Hmm? That's surprising. In my eyes, the Ghazir border uncle seems to be a tough, samurai figure."

"I don't think that assessment is wrong. When I train my brother as a samurai, I have no mercy. It's just that as a matter of routine, it's sweet in you, Father.

Especially with my brother Chavier and my sister Nilda. I sometimes wonder if she has feelings closer to her grandfather than her father. "

In fact, in Chabiel and Nilda, where he is not even twenty years old with his old Gazir border uncle, it is not strange even for his grandfather and grandson at his age.

Well, the Ghazir borderline uncle is losing his first and second sons in the previous war, after being preceded by his wife. It may also be inevitable to be somewhat overprotective towards the remaining daughter son.

Either way, to the Ghazir Borderline House, Yoshijiro, who felt an at-home atmosphere as rare as a nobleman, loosens his mouth and spins nature and the next word.

"I see. You feel like you've seen the unexpected face of Uncle Borderline. I'm going to change my eyes a little in the future."

"Well, this could have been a little rude. Please don't tell my father if you can."

"Well, what do we do"

Soon, the initial tensions and various negative emotions also faded, and Yoshijiro had begun to enjoy the conversation with the woman in front of him.

"But if I may disprove one thing, I don't think Mr. Borderline's assessment of that person is in any way a parent's desire. I'm under the impression that I'm just going to support Uncle Borderline's assessment, even if we just exchanged a few words like this."

There are no lies in that word.

Initially, I wasn't in a mental state where I could feel Lucinda Ghazir's personal impression because the phrase "Side Room Candidate" or "I can't live a life without welcoming a side room for the rest of my life" was swirling in my head, but when I settled down a little like this, I had a very good impression of Yoshijiro on Lucinda.

The figure is a typical middle meat mid back. The face is also small overall and very plain due to the lack of irregularities.

I never feel guilty about calling you "beautiful" in flattery, but when a man says, "Who's beautiful?" When we talk about carelessness, the name doesn't come up first.

Objectively, Lucinda's assessment of her appearance would be to that extent.

Moreover, the plain impression is deeper because he wears a dress that is rare in the southern Karpua kingdom and does not give out his chest or back. Furthermore, the colour of the dress is all the more so because of its calm shade of grey blue.

However, such a calming appearance does not become a weapon at all in the sense of a first impression, but thus changes its meaning when you sit back and exchange words.

Calm, narrative. Never offend someone, modest attitude. Now, even if this word is somewhat missing, it also has a combination of good character and intelligence that can't mislead intentions, and never do anything that deliberately attempts to take the wrong word conveniently.

After touching such a personality, plain looks and outfits also serve to promote the impression of a "calm talented woman" matching their contents.

What's more, the pinpoint stab on Sanjiro personally is that Lucinda barely drinks the smell of 'fragrance oil' that Sanjiro doesn't like.

Because it is a violation of manners to raise the boulder to the royal palace but not apply any fragrance oil at all, the scent is lightly wrapped around the hair, neck and wrist, but also because of vegetable fragrance oil like peppermint, Makiro doesn't feel so uncomfortable either.

Unsurprisingly few people know that Yoshijiro doesn't like animal fragrance oils.

Because animal fragrance oils are obviously weighed rarely in the Kingdom of Karpua because of their rarity. For this reason, when Queen Aura also comes out in public, she always polishes her hair perfectly with animal fragrance oil from shipping products, and Yoshijiro herself is in line with the aesthetics of this world in official settings.

I know that the queen washes out all the scented oil in the bathroom immediately according to her husband's taste if she returns to the rear palace, other than herself, it would be about the maids working in the rear palace.

As a tutor to Yoshijiro, Mrs. Octavia, who regularly steps into the rear palace, may assume that she will, but also known as the lady's mirror, she is not the kind of person who senselessly drifts around the information gained in her duties.

However, Lucinda laughs as if she had trouble with such a good jiro's words, speculating that this time the word "expressed interest in Lucinda" was the one that had been taken at the end of the political strategy.

"Thank you for the excessive compliment. But Master Zenzilow. The words of the honourable are those with great power. I hope you'll take a few things into account now when you speak to a shallow woman."

"... oh yeah, right. Their advice, engraved on the chest. Thank you."

"There is no such thing. Thank you for listening to me."

Good Jiro's grin toward Lucinda Ghazir was the unveiling of nature and leaking emotions, not crops.