Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

Farnest Kingdom Leticia Castle Between the Lions

An evening dinner was held among the brilliant lion kings with a graceful Barbarossa-toned chandelier. A number of roundtables set in the middle of the hall are lined with luxurious dishes and fine liquors. Around it, noble daughters dressed in high-ranking officers and luxurious costumes were welcoming.

"Mm-hmm. Looks like everybody's having fun."

Alphonse is watching with satisfaction. For the first time in a long time, the king has shown himself in public, and his blood color is good, which would be a surprise sight for those who know Alphonse these days. Words are exchanged with Marshal Cornelius, who occasionally stands next to him, with a grinning grin.

That should be it, too. He drove the Imperial Army in the north back to the border and also won the battle on the central front. And this major rebellion, labeled Operation Zero. The kingdom that was on the defensive side of the war is going to conquer the Empire Realm, which is also the Imperial City of Olstead.

Sometimes even the Shinto Mekia joins forces, and Alphonse was in such a good mood. When the brilliant white-painted carriage of the Shinto Mekia arrives at the Royal Castle as if to show it, Alphonse himself greets it with joy.

Meanwhile, Olivia, who assumed the post of First Commander-in-Chief of the Eighth Army,

"Yahoo, yahoo, yahoo, yahoo, yahoo, yahoo."

He was thinking down his eyeballs and pounding his tongue on the dish with a swinging look. Continuing on from the last celebration, Olivia's favorite royal palace cook waved his arm this time, and everything remains beaten. Olivia, where everyone now admits to being the best martial arts in the kingdom, but in her capacity as His Excellency, remained unchanged as if she had acted.

Claudia comes only in sigh so that the dishes at the round table disappear instantly.

(A little bit of majesty as a general would help even this one...)

I don't have to think it's a harsh story to ask a sixteen-year-old girl for majesty, but there are also men in front of her. No one will ever insult Olivia for knowing her martial arts, but it is Claudia's true desire to make her look just like an act when she has become a general of one army.

I used to somewhat urge Olivia to "It's not my pattern," and she kicked me in the ass laughing. He has treated Otto, who he met by chance at the Royal Castle, as his superior officer, but at the end of the day he said he had made every effort to escape. Even though Otto, whose opponent has the alias "Iron Mask," how do you deal with the situation where Olivia, the superior officer, escapes? I couldn't imagine Claudia.

(You just said it sounded like your Excellency, including that...)

I see Olivia again with that in mind. Where in a really thin body does all that food fit, and why doesn't it get fat? Claudia just leans her neck. Never think I'm jealous, etc.

When it comes to Olivia's outfit tonight like that, she's dressed in a black dress. It's something Claudia looked up to, just like she did at the celebration, but it's not a dress with a bold open chest and back like the last one, it's a cute looking dress with plenty of frills and pintucks.

I also thought it might be a little childish based on Olivia's appearance, but I actually didn't have any problems wearing it at all. At the end of the day, she seems to look great in whatever she wears with an endless beauty. It was enough to make Claudia wonder if Olivia would look gorgeous, even if it was a blur.

"My lord, do not talk with things stuffed in your mouth. And say hello a little bit. Everyone's waiting."

What a lot of people have been watching the flickering from earlier. Officers naturally included quite a few well-qualified nobles. It would be a soul dare to try to gain Olivia's knowledge of the momentum to drop flying birds now. Even though it is common in aristocratic societies, this situation is not what Claudia prefers. If I may say so from Elizabeth, my mother most, though her point of view as a nobleman is uneven.

"Er. I wish Claudia could take my place to greet me. That's what a deputy does, isn't it? I'm very busy right now."

Olivia, who holds all the dishes from the round table in her stomach, says as she moves snuggly to another table. I slapped Olivia in the ear as I followed her.

"Please also consider your position for a moment. Assuming your Excellency is a general who will lead the Eighth Army."

"I didn't even want to be told that."

Olivia pointed her mouth dissatisfied. Meanwhile, only my eyes nail the dish.

"Even so. In the first place, a general of one army..."

"Oh, I think I'm here."

Olivia blocks words and points behind Claudia. Looking back, the left and right doors were tightly opened, and one woman appeared dressed in a waking white dress.

…………

The tranquillity, as if the time had stopped, had passed in an instant though. I hear a leak from all over the hall with no exclamation or sighing. The woman had an elegant smile on one hand of the silver scepter.

(Is that the Holy Angel Sofitea Hell Mecchia, the lord of the kingdom of Mecchia, the priest... I've heard rumors, but it's beautiful to the point of awesomeness. How can it be a good battle with your Excellency)

Sofitea approaches beneath the Alphonse with a truly graceful foothold as she exalts her pin heel. Followed by a beautiful silver-haired woman and a thin blue-haired woman seeping cold into her refined face. Due to their fitness, they were both undoubtedly military personnel, and I could see that they were quite hands-on to observe from wasteless footsteps.

And...

(Are you still here? How dare you slip out and...)

Looking at Johan walking at the rear of the line, he noticed this one's gaze. I've been waving with a light smile. Olivia also apparently noticed Johann, waving back with an unyielding smile.

(snarling and that bastard! Or what a swallowing hand your lord is waving!

As Claudia was roughing up one of her noses, Sofitea, lined up next to Alphonse, began to greet her roughly.

"Dear Farnest kingdom, be the first to see you. My name is Sofitea Hell Mecchia, the Holy Angel who unites the divine kingdom of Mecchia. I am delighted to be able to help break the ambitions of the Earth Belt Empire."

An unbreakable applause rolled up on Sofitea, whose hands lay on her belly with her head down. Greetings in themselves are very unusual. but can I even say overwhelming charisma, I feel the power to shake my soul at every word of Sofitea. Few officers at present were listening to Sofitea's greetings with the look that daunted their will.

"Lord Sofitea, I would like to thank you for this cooperation. If you ask me, you have dealt a painful blow to the empire's kingdom and the finished Duchy of Stonia? Hey, as long as you're really reliable."

"Dear Alphonse, I don't know what to say about my Saint Shang Army, such as when I was an Imperial Puppet. The Empire has made a really stupid choice. Make the foolish choice of stripping the divine kingdom of Mekia of his fangs. In the future, they will taste it with their own hands."

"Yes, no. You're absolutely right. Let's crush the ambitions of the Empire together in the future. And rest in peace again on the Dubedilica continent."

"Yes, let's end the war and make peace together."

Alphonse hammers Sofitea with an awesome grin, pulling her face slightly. Oblique Yang It is a remarkable kingdom of Farnest, but the economic and military forces together are still nowhere near the realm of the divine Mechia. Naturally because the size of the country is different in the first place.

However, if we compared Alphonse to Sofitea as a ruler, it was clear from anyone's eyes that, in one way or another, the armament would rise on her.

After taking the head of the toast, Alphonse takes the initiative to take Sofitea to the VIP table. Olivia was moving to yet another table as the bustling voice of the hall was exchanged again. Apparently, he never rested in the middle of a greeting, his hands or his mouth.

(My lord really is mypace...... hmm?

When Claudia looked back, who felt an unexpected glance piercing from behind, the two women were watching this one jiggly. Olivia had also stopped her hand from moving for a moment, apparently noticing that gaze, but she kept eating without looking back.

(Those two... Your Excellency's martial arts must have definitely been heard by Johann. It still bothers me, but it's not an eye for those who will fight together)

Under Claudia in return for losing, a human who doesn't want to be in sight comes in floating cracks. When I noticed, my fist was firmly gripped.

"Hey. Earlier I thought my heart would be torn apart by a hot gaze. Master Claudia is as beautiful as ever."

Johann, with his flax hair scratched up, has lined up the most teeth-floating rhetoric of openings.

Claudia said in an obvious sigh.

"... how dare you show up dignified before me. You know what? Say a man like you has a thick surface skin. Don't even be ashamed of yourself."

"Ha. It's been a long time since I've seen you. It's been hard again. But that's one of the attractions of Claudia."

Claudia dropped one big snort to Johan, who said with a grin.

"Hmm...... I didn't know you were a Mekian."

"Now you know I'm not an imperial person?

"I already know that. But I don't like it."

"Ooh, ooh. What don't you like about it?

Johan deliberately opens his eyes. A giant bug spit runs on his back in a whichever little play he wants. After all, Claudia strongly thought this man was not physiologically fit.

"You're full of things you don't like. By and large -"

"Well, well. You get more twitches when you're so angry all the time."

Olivia suddenly cracks me in, slaps me in the shoulder with a pound.

"Tzu...... no twitching, etc! Because I'm still young!

Unexpectedly roughing her voice, Olivia laughs callously. I do think he's about six years older than Olivia, but he's not exactly old enough to twitch.

"Haha, I'm sorry. Don't worry, it's a joke. ─ ─ And it's been a long time. How have you been?

"Yes, Master Olivia looks as good as ever, more importantly. You look great in your dress today, too. It just means that Olivia's charm hasn't kept up with her dress."

"Mm-hmm. Are you sure you mean your mouth tastes delicious like this?

Olivia tilting her little neck with her index finger on her mouth.

"Subtly different. That's a good mouth."

Johann shook his head left and right as Claudia was making a quick correction.

"You're both different. Because I'm just saying the truth."

"That's what you call a good mouth!

I hear a loud laugh in Claudia's ear raging her voice again. Claudia's eyes with her gaze reflected Sofitea smiling in one hand of the glass.

"Oh. This sounds like a lot of fun again. If you don't mind, why don't you join me?

(─ ─ ⁉)

To the appearance of Sofitea, the most important vigilant figure, but Olivia easily replied, "Fine," and invited him in as he was. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly starts touching Sofitea's dress, sometimes. Sofitea was gently raising her hand and controlling the woman who was holding back behind her to try to get into a stop in the shape of a ghost.

"Nothing wrong, Mr. Lara"

But all of a sudden, to the Holy Angel...

"I say it's no problem. ─ ─ Are you so concerned about this dress?

"Yeah. I've never seen a dress so glittery. And I'm so subdued."

Even though the silver-haired woman, called Lara, looks bitterly at Olivia, the person in question has no intention of passing through. "I wonder if this sparkle crushed the brilliant silver stone," he mutters swallowingly. By the way, Johann was watching the situation with a bitter laugh.

"My lord, no matter how much forgiveness Master Sofitea gives, please stop around. Use that and proper respect. It's rude."

"Huh...? Why do you use salutations? You're not my superior, are you?

Olivia, who stops pitting her hand, turns her face in a heartfelt wonder.

"You don't have to be a superior officer to be the leader of an allied country. It's only natural to use salutations."

Olivia's expression changes and Mimizu's face turns blue. He even started shaking his head vertically at high speeds. Apparently, he didn't know and he got a zero grin.

I said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

To Olivia, who bows her head, Sofitea leaks a slight grin saying that she has no problem.

"Pfft. You really don't like respect, do you, Olivia? As Mr. Johann had told me. I don't give a shit, so talk to me in your usual language."

It's the spring sun. With a warm grin like a mare, Sofitea says. Assuming that what unites one country is not a statement to another, and to those who have just been.

(... is that word true or false? disrespectful but let me confirm)

A peek into the eyes of Sofitea, which shines a bright light, bears the "color" of truth. Apparently it was a serious statement, and Claudia wrapped her tongue around the depth of her nostalgia inside.

"Huh? Are you sure?

"Yes, there are no two words in Sofitea Hell Mecchia"

"But Claudia's on the night fork..."

Olivia, who says and roughly turns her gaze to this one, is tangling her toes and fingers. I'll have to ask you later exactly what a night fork is.

"No problem, right?

That's what Sofitea asked me, and Claudia got stuck with the words. If you are asked that there are no problems, naturally there are problems. If this is just the occasion right now, you may be forgiven for being rude. But as we can see from the conversation, thank you for talking about this. Troubling her head as to what was wrong, Sofitea blossomed with a puff on her face and superimposed her own hand on Olivia's hand.

"Let's do this, then. Me and Mr. Olivia are friends from today on. Then you don't have to use respectful language."

"Friends...... well. If you're a friend, you don't use respect!

Olivia nods again and again as she was convinced. Even while Claudia is being taken aback, the story goes on very clapping. When I realized, it even extended to the story of Olivia being invited to Mekia, the divine kingdom. Claudia, in panic, forcefully broke into the conversation between the two.

"Dear Sofitea, I dare to apologize for your disrespect. I was wondering if you two would decide on such an important matter alone. Some are in each other's shoes…"

Sofitea nodded strongly.

"You're right. You were a little brave. Then let's take the form of a tribute visit this time. Speak to Master Alphonse to that effect and you will surely be comfortable with it. Anyway, we became friends."

That said Sofitea had a compelling grin.

(I see. So you wanted to take the story there... What the hell is she planning to bring Her Excellency into the Imperial Mecchia?

It was Claudia, with two people smiling and talking on her ass, one to heighten her vigilance.