Sevens

Fambaille Kingdom.

Its centre, the capital, is close to Bansaim.

It was originally near the center of the country, but in the east of Fambaille. The western part of Bansaim was heavily shredded by the Walt family. For that reason, the capital feels more like Bansaim.

The Royal Palace of Fambaille.

Not as good as Bansaim, but a country classified as a major power on the continent. The Royal Palace was gorgeous and functional.

Military power has not received much credit, but it is also the responsibility of the Walt family. It's a country that can move 100,000 troops. It was a country I really wanted to hold back in order to fight the kingdom of Bansaim.

During such a glance at the kingdom of Fanbaille, I joined alone on behalf of my companions, and I was exposed to the murderous gaze of my surroundings.

Standing on a red carpet and surrounded by heavy towns in front of the king and queen, I have an unpleasant sweat on my back.

Yet within the treasure balls, the seventh generation seems to miss it.

'Oh, you've seen a few of these before. Of course, I saw him when he was chasing him around on the battlefield or when he captured him as a prisoner.'

The Walt family's problems with Fanbailles had arisen in the sixth and seventh generations. If you believe in the words of the sixth and seventh generations, they also had an affair with Bansaim. And the sixth and seventh generation drove back the Fanbailles that had attacked them, and took their territory.

Mr. Mireia, laughing at the couscous.

'You've already become a grandfather, but you have a generation that remembers the old humiliation. Your intestines must be boiling back.'

The third generation looks serious...

"Are we actively stirring up here, or are we choosing old wounds with Netineti... Damn, it's going to be a lot of fun either way."

- No, I can't. It was my usual third generation. Isn't the third generation actually the worst quality of the historical contemporaries? I'm starting to think so.

His Majesty the King of Fanbailles opens his mouth against me.

"Now, let me know from that mouth what business you visited Fanbaille on. This is the Walt kid."

A sudden disrespectful statement, but speaking as the seventh generation remembered.

"I remember! This is the King Prince I captured! Prince Wang, who lost to me in the first line of battle, is the king... and then you're in your mid- or late forties. That's when the crybaby got better. '

The fifth generation seems boring.

'Oh, my God, isn't that a better kid from us? Hey Lyell... let's stir him up'

But Mr. Mileia uttered the exact word here.

'Don't incite me. I can't talk about it, and talking to this guy doesn't make sense. Apparently, fate is watching in the back'

Who Mr. Mireia said was destiny. The sixth generation of skills - specs - showed the person wanting this one by the throne. The gaze I feel from that place like a stage sleeve is neither murderous nor resentful. It was just a gaze like I was treading.

"... I'm sure you know there are disturbing moves within Bansaim. The neighbouring countries look like they have a sense of crisis in Bansaim. I was wondering if you had checked the letters from the coalition of four countries near Beim in the east, and from Carthafus in the north?

To my words, His Majesty was laughing with his nose.

"How about you say it's clear? Walt's daughter said she was roughing up the country. It's a really annoying family, the Walt family. And now, he's trying to fight a war with his brothers and sisters by hanging out with the surrounding countries. What do you say without saying this is annoying?"

I'll be sure to say it. Indeed, from the outside, this was a struggle for hegemony in brothers and sisters involving the continent. But this also depends on the future of the continent.

"Then you think the kingdom of Fambaille will pretend not to see it? Already in the south, cooperation is mounted around Jumpea. The rest was on the western side...... Fanbaille looks uncooperative. Well, let's just say I rely on something else."

I'm not asking you guys to join me, I'm having a conversation from the standpoint. That's also because you really don't need it. Worst case scenario, if you don't interfere, it's fine.

If we attack Bansaim when he's confused, we'll just get Uncle Borderline to do his best.

The opponent was a little surprised to hear the name of the jumper. I guess the information that Jumpea would cooperate hasn't come in yet.

"Have you got your side all the way to the south? The King of Jumpea was a man... all women or even men attracted? Brothers and sisters are annoying people."

Quite resentful, His Majesty the King of Fanbailles is quite cold against me. Then I heard couscous and a little laugh.

Hearing that voice, I saw next to the throne - where the curtains were provided. It was a skinny woman with pink hair who had a little face. I could see more than before, but there seemed to be some shadow.

When the atmosphere of the place suddenly calmed down, His Majesty coughed deliberately. And somewhere the queen looks nervous, too.

"... I was also thinking about cooperation. The way Bansaim did to us is unforgivable. We'll talk about the details later."

It suddenly becomes honest that His Majesty has been aggressive against the Netineties and me when he comes here. From the beginning, discussions were going on in the country that Bansaim could not be abandoned. But how did you suddenly change your attitude so far?

From within the treasure balls, Mr. Mireia's voice was heard.

"Lyell, it's the advent of fate. This air, it reminds me of the old days. I do remember, though it's only vague. You can tell me you're being manipulated from behind. Come on, this is the real deal. '

- I breathe. However, the seventh generation pounds on Mr. Mireia as he exhales.

"You ruled from the back as well, I don't know -"

Without being able to speak to the end, the seventh generation was still being shot out in the treasure ball today. Listening to the sound of the shooting, I was just thinking about the woman who showed up a little - [Liane Fambaille].

Exiting from the sight, the room I was shown was not a meeting room or a place for discussion.

No, it's a place to have a discussion, but it's a place that's disproportionate to tell important stories.

The round table was arranged so that the chairs were facing each other. A few treats are available on the table and there are no signs of people around.

When the man who showed me out left the room, I was left alone in the room.

"Kind of uncomfortable"

When I squealed like that, there were signs of people in the back of the room. I felt signs behind the curtains, but until now, I didn't even feel signs of people there in my skills.

"It's a bad hobby, Master Liane"

When I mentioned the name of the person I was hiding from, it was a woman with pink hair who showed up from the curtain with more atmosphere than before. I have a strong impression that I used to grieve, but now it's not just Aura as a royalty. It had an atmosphere that intimidated someone.

"Oh? This is the first time I've noticed right away. It's been a long time, though, Mr. Lyell Walt."

Master Liane, laughing couscous, sat himself in one chair as he approached the table. He pours tea from prepared pots in a room where there are no servants or servants.

It didn't look very much like the princess's behavior.

"I don't know..."

Mr. Liane leaned up against the back of his chair and looked up at the ceiling when he told me to sit down.

"I know what you're trying to say. But, you know, it's all me now. I had a brother who was scared of me and went by no means to assassinate me. So you can fry tea, you can prepare your own meals."

The fifth generation was surprised.

"It wouldn't make sense if the ingredients were poisoned."

"Ingredients..."

Before I finished listening to my words, Mr. Liane explained to me over a cup of tea.

"I'll go buy my own. You have convenient skills. [Trick] But [magician] to [magic], its development system... it's very convenient. There are a lot of constraints, but it's as easy as getting out of the castle and going shopping."

Skills that easily slip through castle security - this should certainly have been the same skill as Mr. Albano.

Mr. Albano also said that he could only do something about pranks. And so is Master Liane in front of you. When I met him before, he had set up a prank of destroying the part of the cup he held.

"... may I ask why you are afraid?

Mr. Liane couldn't help but put his elbows on the table and smile and look at me as he put his chin on his hand and leaned just a little.

"It's easy. I have a brother, a brother, and my sisters who come back and say I can't do it. My parents were too cold to handle, so I made a little prank for them. And then, day after day, I came to apologize. But one of my older brothers sent me an assassin. I'm scared, so I decided to let my brother live far away. We should be living quietly in the country by now."

Looks like he drove his real brother to the border.

Master Liane, who laughs couscous, did not seem to be such a poor princess as before.

But there's nothing wrong with that. I'm not surprised to this extent because I'm surrounded by more scary faces than this.

However, the third generation was roaring.

'It's heavy. This kid is so heavy. If I let this kid in, I don't know if Lyell can stand it... yeah, I can! You can be critical!

The fifth generation is giving me every possible refutation of the third generation's opinion.

"No. This child is in danger. When I say how dangerous, it's dangerous enough to hang out with my sixth generation wife. You should stop Lyell because his stomach is gonna be absolutely terrible!

The seventh generation had a slightly non virile opinion.

'Surely your mother was scared. But it's a blood muscle alongside Ludmila. It's impeccable in terms of blood muscle, and I don't think it's a problem for me?

Mr. Mireia looks like he's having fun.

'Broad, your opinion is really useless. But you're my brother's wife... you were a strong enemy. Well, I wasn't hostile.'

Speaking of sixth generation wives, she must have been a woman who had been confessed and married. With the disappearing eyes of the highlights, the sight of throwing objects that were close to the sixth generation with an impatient look was truly frightening.

Isn't that pretty dangerous when it comes to the same level as your great-grandmother?

Master Liane looked at me and smiled.

"I've heard rumors about you. You've been pretty active in Baym. I also heard information that you were involved in the Carthaphs disturbance, but that seemed true. Are you really going to fight Ceres?

When Master Liane looked serious, I nodded. I am not going to give you an ambiguous response here.

"I will fight. Of course, I'm going to win. I'm ready for that."

"Is one of them our country? You do need to hold up the west of Bansaim. Carthaphs to the north and Jumpea to the south...... what are you going to do with the east?

I need to correct my posture.

I'll take care of the east side.

Mr. Liane just asked and said, "Really?"

"The atmosphere between the sights - it feels like Master Liane is in control."

Lady Liane laughed at my words.

"You can call me Liane. You're the same Avenger. I am... expecting you. One day you dumped me on Rufus - and I'll manipulate even Fanbailles from behind to avenge Ceres. For that matter, if you need anything, tell me. I'll get you everything. Whatever sacrifice you've made."

Dear Liane - No, Liane's eyes were serious. And such Liane first came up with her name as the one to avenge, not Celes, the one who took her fiancée, but her fiancée's [Rufus]. He was the king prince of Bansaim.

It's just that I saw Liane burning in such revenge overlap with the fifth generation of hindsight. I guess that was noticed by the fifth generation as well.

'Lyell, this woman is serious. I'm serious about banseim - no, I'm going to avenge Prince Wang and Ceres. Whatever you sacrifice... whatever you sacrifice yourself. Stop him. Still in time.'

I heard the views of the fifth generation and grabbed the treasure ball to show my affirmation.

"Even at the expense of everything, is it?

Liane's eyes were serious.

"If you need to sacrifice everything, just do it. All I have left is vengeance. You know how this feels, don't you? You want to avenge Ceres, don't you? You want to see me beg for forgiveness for torturing you? I want to see that. Ceres gives way and raises. But give Rufus away. It takes months to kill and lift them up. I studied a lot for it. If you need to, tell me some interesting torture..."

I told Liane.

"I'm sorry. I don't want revenge. I'm not thinking about torturing Celeste."

Then I felt the treasure ball warm up just a little bit.

It's just that Liane's eyes are like rejecting me - shuddering, and seeing something incredible... anyway, he had eyes that denied me.

"... is that what you're convinced of? I think the whole continent just got caught up in the Walt family home commotion. Now the blades of those who are not convinced of you will be on their way."

Still, what I was aiming for wasn't revenge on Ceres.

The time has come to end it. Ceres is not the only one. It's not just Agrissa or Septem.

"I'm sorry, I'm fighting to save you. You don't have to protect your family's life. That's all I've done, and I don't think I can help. But what we need is a future ahead of us. Not like you who end up with revenge."

I saw Liane's eyes stained with anger. But it's not Liane, either.

"Yes, it seems I'm the only one who thought it was the same. But fine. The condition for cooperation is to hand over Rufus' personality. If you're not interested in Ceres, will you give it to me? So Fanbaille will cooperate. I accept your concept of empire. It doesn't matter to me."

It's just hard for me to do that.

"Then you're in trouble. Fanbailles need to have the power to hold the perimeter. I don't have enough power as it is now. I want Fanbaille to have the power to bring the West together."

Liane doesn't seem interested.

"You must have Bansaim territory, right? Then you should be a little wider. Besides, I'm not interested in that. I don't know how to crush those guys...... that's the only way to live!

Seeing Liane go crazy, I wondered if I could really save her.