When the meeting break started and there were no people in the room, a Souranian maniac approached me.
"Leon, can I talk to you for a second?"
Yes, I don't mind.
"Well, let's go outside for a little while."
Inside a self-righteous dragon field.
Me and the Souranian maniac went all the way to the place where people were going to come and sit down.
"Break is right...... more than thirty minutes, I think it'll probably take an hour"
"Is it that long?
"It's the delegates who are at the meeting. I'm working on it with my men by now. I'm not coming back until that discussion is over."
Merchants, politicians, dragon jockeys, churches, each of their men are waiting in a separate room, so coordinate their opinions there and bring their stories to other forces internally if necessary. That there would be a small meeting there as well.
"When will this meeting be over?"
"Well. Next time is next month, and you should want to make some decisions at today's meeting. I guess it'll take till night."
"Uh-huh."
To my mourning, the Souranian maniac laughed.
"We used to have the heads of four organizations together, but when they split their opinions, they couldn't help it. So the fifth force... it's like we talked about calling a real team."
It seems that's why I and the Souranian maniac were called.
"But in that state, it doesn't come together, does it?
"Right. We all have our own thoughts in the first place."
"Is that a thought?
"Merchants, for example. Their thoughts are easy to understand. You always keep in mind after a successful dominant species crusade. Things are going on in secret now, though. No matter how much time you spend on this, no matter how much money you spend, it's not advertising at all"
"Right. Is that negative as a merchant?"
"I can't tell anyone until the plan is announced. It's a flash of execution, so I don't think merchants can think of anything else."
He thinks about it after it succeeds.
For that reason, if Her Majesty the Queen, who knows this secret plan, dies in the war, the plan goes nuts from the ground up.
The prince who inherits the rest is a serious stubbornness.
I don't necessarily understand how much merchants put into it back there.
If the country is confused in the first place, merchants will have a hard world to live in.
They want Her Majesty the Queen to survive and reuse ourselves for the next society.
It's a merchant-like, realistic idea. Maybe that's why it's easy to read.
"I think it sounds good if it's profitable, not politically involved, in return."
Pretty much better than the merchant country.
"Now politicians, they have another thought. They are agents of Her Majesty the Queen and have no right of decision in person. And politicians believe that ending it without wind waves is a competent testament. In other words, it is incompatible with the way merchants think right now. Don't say anything extra, just don't do it. Not only to myself, but also to others. So I don't think it's on purpose, but I've been quite disagreeing with you."
"You spoke like a junior officer."
"The more politicians were in the position above, the better the ability to avoid responsibility, so the pursuit of merchants was also lax. I just push the blame on others."
Considering that, it may well be that the opposite of a merchant and a politician does not go hand in hand.
"What about the Dragon Club?
"I want it to end with the lowest sacrifice. That's what I've been thinking. Hopefully, he won't be a soldier, but a civilian dragon jockey. Then the availability of training becomes important. Perhaps the most impatient member decision is the Dragon Club."
He said he wanted to serve as a skilled dragon jockey.
"I guess half of them are bluffs. Then there will be no heavy towns of defence. Then I'm thinking it's an operation to convince the civilian dragon jockeys to go to war. Either way, it's an operation with considerable sacrifice, so I'm pretty sure we think civilian cooperation is needed to the extent that the military won't collapse."
After the Moon Warcraft threat leaves, it makes no sense for the country to be in turmoil.
That means you have to leave the force behind.
I guess that is not only war with other countries, but also the civil unrest just now remains in the corner of my head.
"Extra, I'm starting to feel like I can't get the story together"
"We'll get a majority vote when it's finally over, so maybe we should just set our ground early. Maybe we need some help from the church."
Even in previous meetings, the Church has a strong attitude of leaving me out of it, and there are no many claims.
Still, I have a vote by majority, so it's not a bad thing to keep a partnership under the water.
"I don't really like that kind of politics."
"Neither do I. But if you leave it to them alone, you don't know what kind of operation will pop up. We're actually the ones on our way, so I have to tell you something bad from the beginning."
Souranium manipulators are adults.
I was just trying to figure out how I could get out of the meeting.
"So it's good to talk to you, because this is how I'm going to have a lot of discussions with Leon fuckers sometimes"
"Thank you. It helped me, too. I don't know what this meeting is anymore..."
"It's a meeting, but after the break, I'm sure it'll be a sultry one. Because we should be adjusting in the back by now."
"Is that true?
"When the break is over, you'll see."
After an hour and a little while, the meeting was reconvened and part of the roster of operational participants put out by the dragon jockey side was to be approved.
At the same time, from among the remaining dragon manipulators in the civilian sector, it was also decided to involve a number of them in the operation with a recommendation.
The meeting went so far after the break that I wondered what the havoc had been until just now.
It really turned out just like the Souran manipulator said.
Thus I dragged my tired body toward Shalazad.