Sevens

Kingdom of Lusoworth.

It bears the name of the kingdom, but this one was the same as Rolphis and the king was absent. If there is a difference, it means that the Queen is ruling, not surrogate or vacant.

Until now there has been a king, but only in modern times has the queen reigned.

Back from Galleria to Rolphis, it took a lot of work on the course to enter Russowerth from there.

I just don't get taxed because there aren't any Lords from there when I pay the toll tax first.

Just take a big toll tax when you come in and when you leave.

I got off Porter's ceiling and was supposed to rent a place in the village where I arrived for the night.

The streets are almost uniform in standards and the unique colour of the lord is not felt, as in Galleria. In the first place, Russowerth seems to have only a king, and the nobles only have a court rank.

Deputies are posted everywhere, and it seems to be for that reason that there is a sense of unity.

However, the atmosphere in the village we arrived in was subtle.

The first village on the street was terrible. I lived quite poor.

But as we headed to the heart of Russowerth, the villages and the city seemed to be vibrant.

The village you're supposed to spend the night in is one with a subtle vibe.

The merchants return to the mansion in a good mood when they give some thanks to the deputies who authorized our acceptance.

To such deputies, villagers gather.

"Dear deputy, can you handle it? Many young people in this village have been injured in the previous war. It's not a very ten-person situation."

When a man like the village chief says so, the deputy doesn't seem interested.

"What's wrong with that? The decision is made. If you don't want to, you're gonna have to pay for an exemption."

The land I manage is only a temporary administration, deputy.

He was returning to the mansion ignoring the appeals of the inhabitants.

Clara, who stopped the big porter at a designated location, is coming to me.

"Mr. Lyell, let Porter move too"

"Huh? Yeah, I get it."

"What's up?

As Clara leaned her neck, I talked to the deputy earlier and the village chief. Clara listens to that.

"Russowerth is a country managed by the Russowerth royal family. Well put, it's a rock, but it's probably not well managed."

It is Russowerth who sends deputies everywhere and the royal administration of everything. Thanks to that, I guess there is to say that there is cohesion.

However, to see that cohesion on the ground, there seemed to be a problem.

From within the treasure balls, the seventh generation.

'... there seems to be a problem with whether that deputy is not enthusiastic about his job or if that's normal'

The fourth generation, looking at the insides of Russowerth.

'Or is it a mistake to feel rich enough to be close to the center? It's kind of subtle. "

Different ways to govern, so I guess the problems that come up are different. It just had a different vibe than Bansaim.

"Things are different when countries are different? No, I didn't know..."

Clara agrees with me. He had a wand and magically turned on the lights because his surroundings were darkened.

"Well, there's a difference between reading and understanding in a book and going through it. It seems to have a uniform standard across the board, and I hope it moves more smoothly than Galleria."

Indeed, the conditions were exceptionally better in Russowerth if we were to make the move.

As I looked around, the subtle atmospheric villagers looked uncommonly at Porter.

Then the third generation comes up with a suggestion for me.

"Lyell, shall we gather information here as well? I'll have Eva perform a little song. It seems the deputy is still nearby. '

I thought I'd like that, too, and I decided to call Eva.

"... the Prime Minister?

Night. In the tent, I was checking the information Eva brought in.

Inside the tent are Nowem and Aria, listening to Eva. However, Aria seemed to sleep better.

Eva brags about the information she hears from the villagers.

"Yes! Anything, it seems the Chancellor was born more than ten years ago. Until then, I hear the king has made a lot of political decisions."

Hear that, the fifth generation is from the treasure ball.

'No, that's normal, isn't it? Even with the Chancellor, ultimately it's up to you to judge... do you give him some power?

Nowem listens to Eva.

"The information I got in Baym before was a lot of information about WWII maidens, wasn't it? We couldn't even look into the relationships around it."

I felt a little sorry for myself.

"If I'd known there was a convoy escort earlier, I'd have asked Mr. Launo. Now they're looking beyond the Redant Fortress."

Aria asked Eva to follow her if she didn't like to go out of the way. I'm sitting in a chair, and my eyes are trembling.

"Besides, what happened to that famous prime minister?

Eva sees Aria looking asleep, exhaling.

"So now the Prime Minister supports politics, and the Queen of Lusoworth is the pillar of the military side. Galleria's got Gracia, but Russowerth's got two."

First Prime Minister.

I guess there's a good reason why they say that. Only the fourth generation had a subtle reaction, however.

"... prime minister."

Mr. Mireia questioned the fourth generation.

"Something to catch you?

The fourth generation doesn't say it's clear, but they don't think it's a good idea for the situation in the two countries.

"That Gracia, that kid, too, was Elsa able to fight that kid? The Queen of Russowerth may also be relied upon in battlefield. But when I look at the country's insights, it's not refreshing. '

Military power is unknown, but the fourth generation seems to care about something.

(It seems to be full of both military and political)

I wondered if Russowerth had anything.

Then I was able to come to the heart of Russowerth smoothly.

It is the same as Galleria that the centre is a fortified city, but Russowerth cannot be said to be twice as large in size, but it is quite large.

When we arrived, it was a fine castle.

It's just that I was aware of Russowerth's problems. No, you should go say you've been noticed.

The richness caught my eye on the way to the castle.

And the closer we got to this fortified city, which is the heart, the richer the villages and cities were.

I mean...

"You managed to make it. Now you'll make it to the next battle."

An old man with long gray hair drilled vertically said so when he saw us arriving.

The man is [Lettle Haldoah] - the famous Chancellor of Russowerth. The closer this prime minister, in fact, was to this fortified city, which is the heart, the more famous he was.

That meant that this prime minister was able to govern the center.

Next to the man, there was a woman watching her luggage being unloaded from a large porter.

The second of the war maidens.

[Elsa Lusoworth]. She's watching the work near me. No, I felt like I was watching you.

Not silent, but a quiet impression. I feel cold somewhere, probably because of the atmosphere that comes from its standing behavior.

"Hey, you there"

It was Nowem that Mr. Elsa spoke up. Nowem says that when he greets Mr. Elsa, Mr. Elsa is unnecessary.

She gently lifted her long, watery hair and her purple eyes felt cold with some sharp eyes. Not like Mr. Gracia, who had the same purple eyes. Nowem, of course, has different eyes.

"What is it?

"... you'd have gone to Galleria first, wouldn't you? How was it, how was that witch?

Mr. Elsa wore the same clothes that knights wore, and this place was just like Mr. Gracia. Why is it that Mr. Gracia has a different impression than Mr. Gracia, who had an atmosphere of samurai?

When Nowem smiles like he's in trouble.

"We're escorts, so we didn't even have a conversation."

Mr. Elsa laughed with her nose when she heard it.

"Right. I wanted to hear him tremble before the war. Well, fine."

The silver wand looked like a mace. Hold it with one hand and grab it on your shoulder and Mr. Elsa looks at the load and says:

"I also got a load from Baim in time. Now you can fight without worries. Next time, I'm gonna stop him from breathing."

Her grin, laughing, was emitting something cold everywhere.

The Chancellor bows his head.

"I'll take care of the affairs. This retort will be well managed until Elsa returns."

I will not miss the fact that Mr. Elsa's reaction was sent to the Prime Minister's words only for a moment.

(What?

"... I'm counting on you, Prime Minister. I'm glad you're here. Well, let's just say I go back to the castle and get ready. Ask for merchants."

"Ha!"

When the prime minister replied, he took the offerings and Mr. Elsa returned to the castle.

And when you can't see Mr. Elsa, the Chancellor's attitude gets a little bigger.

"Don't guzzle me. This one's in a hurry."

A representative of the merchant hurries to those who hear it and do the work. And there were nobles gathered under the Chancellor.

"Dear Chancellor, now you've managed to make it to the battle"

"Oh, not at all. Nevertheless, Baym shouldn't trust us and Galleria with a good face."

Totally agree, merchants and such.

Somehow, Baim's merchant is a merchant of death.

More or less, Beim is such a gathering of merchants.

Within the treasure ball, did the third generation notice anything?

'... uh-huh, is this the guy?

And the fourth generation, as I was sure.

'Right. He's the Prime Minister. "

That's what I said.

- Inside the castle of Russowerth.

Elsa had been lying in bed in a room alone since she took a shower.

"Ha, why don't you give Gracia a letter to the merchants on the boulder, too? I was just hoping..."

When I sighed, I reached for the box that was in the room. It contains a gift and a letter that I received before.

The contents are anti-roughness medicines.

"I'd also like to thank the Chancellor for ordering something like this. Taxes are people's blood taxes... you look in the mirror."

Elsa, known as the Queen, but understood more than anyone that she was a convenient pawn for the Chancellor.

At first, all he said was that he was strong in the royal family of Russowerth. He was also distanced by his family and spent most of his childhood in a deposited neighborhood.

I was informed of Gotagota in the capital when it was all over. And we needed a king who would be a puppet in the royal family.

That is Elsa.

"I have to apologize by letter. I mean, I wish I had something to give you... or I want to wear cuter clothes or something"

The outfits I have were mostly knightly clothes for use in official business. Elsa couldn't wear the king's costume, and she asked me if I could wear a dress, and I became a knight.

The Chancellor would be satisfied because it's his hobby, but Elsa wasn't.

All of a sudden he was brought to the capital and made queen. Besides, if you didn't do as the Chancellor said, your life would have been in danger.

It was clearly the Chancellor who murdered the unobedient royalty.

I've never met him. I can't even sympathize with my flesh parents. Elsa, but I know the Chancellor's dirty means. Elsa was aware that killing herself and others was easy.

"Ha, this is also a war or something...... I have a meeting, but honestly, I'm not going to get it going"

I bummed my beautiful barefoot on the bed and Elsa holding the pillow was tall but adorable.

I get bummed for a while, and when I sigh, I get up.

"… you can also prepare"

Reaching out to the clothes that seemed unpleasantly prepared, Elsa began to change when she took off the clothes she was wearing and got naked -.

That day.

I saw an incredible sight.

Off the convoy from Lusoworth to Rolphis, I was riding May in Kirin and watching the sight from the sky.

"Hey, what's this..."

When the blue and white flames tried to swallow the battlefield, giant ice was building walls to prevent it. Soil smoke rises when fragments of ice fall to the ground and clash to the ground.

People are blowing up in shock, but those are soldiers defending themselves in the rear of the two fighting men.

On the battlefield, a one-horse fight continued with two women in the front.

The sight of each other's soldiers getting injured in the aftermath continued, and after a while both fell back.

I was watching such a sight from the sky.

"Those guys, they're definitely not normal"

That's what I was whining about.

And Mr. Mireia speaks out of the treasure ball.

"... that's a rear guard skill. They're both like the kind that involves a wide range of people. '

The fifth generation is a word.

"It would have been a lot easier if this one had drawn in before the defense war. That's enough for a war."

The third generation is with ideas.

"How do we pull through the rest?"

I thought.

(... Huh? Are you gonna pull it out?