Santairiku Eiyuuki

"I finally found it, King Cerda. I got the mistake of being avoided. Well, like you, there's no way a samurai who has won on the battlefield more than once avoids building a young man like me. Ha ha."

"No way, I wanted to see you too, Emperor Lemuria. You are active and listening."

Pikipiki and Glass scream...

And the muscles all over King Cerda's body cramp lightly... but he managed to return words of about social etiquette.

"I have recently heard that it is rough in religious and ethnic relations. As for my country, I want to avoid a situation where the Kingdom of Cerda is rough and pirates are overflowing the sea. If you want, I can help you."

"… it is the internal affairs of our country. It's none of your business. My kingdom of Cerda is an independent country. I have no right to speak to you."

King Cerda manages to return it without difficulty while the ministers are watching for harrassment.

(* Naturally, there is nothing more rude than mouthing people's home affairs issues. If you want me to help you, I'll help you. It is an outrageous insult to say even to an independent country about its attitude towards its own country)

"Oh, excuse me. I was mistaken for my country."

Vakibachi and Glass start screaming.

King Cerda made his face bright red and his mouth puckered.

But King Cerda is on the verge of yelling, and Erkür turns back his heel.

"Then I will disperse. King Cerda, I am confident that we can establish friendship with your country."

That's what Elquille said, after a few steps...

I turned around.

"You seem to enjoy our country's wine for a long time."

Ballene!!!!

Finally, the glass was doomed.

"Hey, what the fuck!! That fucking kid!! I'm kidding, I'll kill you!!!!!

"Oh, please calm down. Here, Your Majesty!!

"Can this calm down!!!!

King Cerda sips wine trumpets.

And remembering the fact that the wine was from Lemuria and what Elquille had said earlier, I slapped it.

Make a noise with Ballene and the red wine splashes on the ground like blood.

This is the courtyard of Palazzo Ederna.

Somehow the ministers of the kingdom of Cerda pulled King Cerda and took him out.

Because it is obvious that you will be beaten by Elquille as it is.

"We regret it too, Your Majesty. But this is a celebratory seat. If His Majesty could beat that young man...... it's the pot that the man thinks it is.... Let's put a piece on the battle, Your Majesty."

"... you're right. That young builder... feel good because he beat the pagan opponent somewhat. You insult me and my country, I'll make you regret it."

Yes, just like that man's father...

King Cerda smiled, niggardly.

King Cerda then returned to the venue.

About fifteen minutes in time or so, I didn't see any change in this.

"Bring the booze. … other than from Lemuria"

"Here, Your Majesty. No more booze..."

"Can you do it without drinking!!

King Cerda yells at his men and makes them go get the booze.

In the meantime, he starts looking for something to eat, even something to cook.

At the dinner party, the main discussion will be with the kings of the nations, diplomats…

Meals and booze are behind us.

But in this mental state, we can't discuss it properly.

That's what King Cerda thought, splitting it up and concentrating on booze and meals.

Looking around the table, I find a simple dish, stabbed with olive fruit, cheese and raw ham on a skewer.

It tastes a little bitter when eaten individually, but it's a delicious dish inside if you're going to make it a wine dish.

He was originally more than an elaborate dish or an over-decorated piece of art...

They prefer simple, simple dishes like this and practical furniture.

(Around here, I can somehow detect that my taste seems to be fatally matched with that of Elquille. Elquille loves luxury.)

I'll be on my way to get some food soon...

But earlier than King Cerda, two children had arrived at the table earlier and were beginning to reach for the food.

One is a peach-haired girl and the other is a silver-haired girl.

Both smile with pleasure.

Friends, I guess that means.

It turned out to be a good painting inside for a pretty looking girl to talk to side by side.

(It wouldn't even be the kind of dish a child would eat......)

Nevertheless, King Cerda gives way first.

King Cerda is not so crude a person as to push the child away and take away the dish.

Even if it is a king.

(Yeah? Wait a minute?

So King Cerda finds himself uncomfortable.

Of the children, one had a black horn on his head.

There is only one in the knowledge of King Cerda, such as the race from which the black horns grew.

Nightmare.

A messy thing crawls up my chest.

King Cerda originally believed the Beast Nation (Warbeast) supremacist and especially the Dog-Shaped Beast Nation (Warbeast) to be the best race in the world.

I therefore hated Orthodox Messianism, which has many followers of the Long-Eared (elves) and the Human race (humans).

For him like that...

It is the inferiost and dirtiest species in the world, such as the Demons (Nightmare).

That's at the dinner party venue.

From King Cerda's point of view, that's equal to having a big dove rat running around the venue.

Such a dove rat is trying to reach for the dish he's about to eat.

Drunken by alcohol and lacking normal judgement, King Cerda approaches the cooking table with a large strand.

And reaching for the dish, I told the demonic girl to throw it away.

"Don't touch the food, Demon Clan. It will be obscene. Get the hell out of here."

Vikri shook her body and the girl looked back.

With a frightened look, I look up to King Cerda.

"Uh..."

"Don't you get it if I don't say it again and again? Dobrat! Get the fuck out of my sight!

King Cerda yelled at the girl.

... if King Cerda is not drunk on booze.

... if you don't meet King Fullering and get upset.

... if that Elquille doesn't stir up King Cerda.

... if he has normal judgment.

Before you yelled at the girl, you could have thought, "Why is the Demon Clan (Nightmare) here in the first place?"

That would have made it possible to determine that this demonic (Nightmare) girl was invited to someone or came with someone...

He could also have thought of himself as a man of speech enough to put the Demons (Nightmare) in the venue.

And if you become so much of a person, that's what kings of nations and...

I would have considered myself the archbishop of each archbishop, or the princess witch (Medium), or the high priest of the bloodline that accompanies it.

With that much thought, King Cerda would have been able to stop yelling at the girl first.

And...

Later, he confirmed that the demonic (Nightmare) girl was' here with Emperor Erkür I of Lemuria, adopted son of Lukanos Lucarios, Archbishop of Nova Lemuria ', and he could also stroke his chest down saying he was glad he didn't have to yell.

In addition…

If the silver-haired girl next to the girl could have known she was a leading candidate for the next princess (Medium), she would have been more relieved.

but...

But as a reality, it can't be.

There is no IF in history.

It is inevitable that King Cerda will drink too much.

It is also inevitable that King Fullering will come to greet you.

And... it is also inevitable that Erkür, who was after this situation in the first place, incites King Cerda.

Inevitably stacked countless......

As a result, a very unfortunate coincidence has arisen for King Cerda.

"Oh, um... sorry..."

The demonic (Nightmare) girl - Nia - tries to leave the scene to run away with her head bowed to King Cerda with a crying face.

But the silver-haired girl - Cecilia - grabbed that hand.

"You don't have to run away"

Cecilia has been holding on to Nia since...

Stare at King Cerda.

"Apologize"

"Huh? What?

"Please apologize to Nia. She is an Orthodox Messian. All Mesians are equal under God. There is no such thing as being superior or inferior to race!! If you are a Mesian, no matter what your status and your profession… you are equal. Your statement is an insult to Nia and an insult to God (Father) and the Son of God (Messiah)! Apologize!!

"... what are you talking about? Don't lick the grownups, okay? Little girl."

King Cerda frowns uncomfortably.

(Are you a clergyman? Sometimes I'm there...... some idiot drunk on these idealisms. Absolutely… If it's equality before God, let's start by dismantling your hierarchical sexual organization (Hierarchy). If you guys are right, is it on par with me and the princess witch (Medium)? Totally, this is why the boys are annoyed. Pray to God. Don't pinch your mouth on politics)

If this is the country and the other person is not a girl...

King Cerda had the words in his mouth as he thought.

but this is a celebratory seat...

The other girl is about twelve years old.

It's too much to argue with that girl.

King Cerda is an adult and a king.

"Hmm...... well, fine"

King Cerda turns back his heel and tries to leave the spot.

It's an easy choice.

... but that is a story if the other person is not Cecilia.

There is no way for a girl to back down to this extent, even if she makes direct policy accusations against Emperor Lemuria to herself.

"Apologize!!!

Cecilia's clear and beautiful voice...

It sounded strange to the venue.

What, what?

and the gaze of the nobles and priests around them.

King Cerda scratched his head saying he had trouble.

"Calm down. You'll be attracting people"

"Then apologize."

King Cerda tries to forgive, but the girl doesn't move with King Cerda in her arms.

King Cerda felt blood climbing up his head.

Why am I being yelled at by such a kid?

What a rude rhetoric to a king of a country in the first place.

Besides, it doesn't look as human (human)... not as demonic (Nightmare), but it doesn't change being inferior.

That inferior species is turning to himself, listening to his great mouth.

Various angers that were boiling down in King Cerda - frustration with King Fullering, Emperor Lemuria - finally exploded, by Cecilia.

"Don't listen to your mouth in good shape!! The inferior species!!

King Cerda turned to Cecilia and waved down his arms.

Cecilia prepares herself for the shock she would be given on her cheek and closes her eyes.

... but the shock never came.

Cecilia opens her eyes.

Then there...

"King Cerda. What did you intend to do to the noble daughter of our country and to your Peter family daughter? And... now I think I heard something I shouldn't listen to. In conjunction with the disturbance earlier, would you like me to explain?

Elquille was gripping disappointingly at King Chelda's hand, which he shook up.