Dim reception room with closed curtains.
Inside there are three men and women. A man and a woman sitting face-to-face on the couch and a man holding back behind a man sitting on the couch.
The man sitting on the couch, made a member of the Council of Elders of the Republic of Latio, was Sir Bartolone, a heavy town of old nobility.
Retaining behind is Sir Bartolone's trusted escort.
Sitting face-to-face with Sir Bartolone was Shizuku, who aroused a hot valve at the Council of Elders yesterday.
Today she turns the winding air apart from yesterday.
Would it be fun, by analogy, to be some shady cold-blooded plotter?
Sir Bartolone was surprised by such a shizuku change.
What the hell is her nature? Such a question arises.
No, either way, I can't insult you with just a little girl.
Sir Bartolone thought so, raising his alertness to the girl in front of him.
"Thank you for your valuable time today despite your sudden offer"
Talk, no, to see what's going on in this room, is it more accurate to say covert?
Horns and secrets began with such a social dictum.
"Never mind, my lord envoy. So, after all, is it about our country's participation in the war?
"Yes, let me ask you frankly, how does the Council feel?
Hmm, and Sir Bartolone sets aside a beat as he strokes his whitened beard.
"... right. Many senators see the Kingdom of Magna as a threat. But you seem to be on two feet to decide to join the war immediately."
"I see."
Shizuku snorts one at Sir Bartolone's words.
"So, Sir Bartolone, what do you think of Sir?
"... I am also like many senators. I consider the Kingdom of Magna a threat. Even if something needs to be done about it. But when it comes to war, we have to be careful."
Sir Bartolone gives such an ambiguous answer, which is neither poisonous nor medicinal.
Of course that doesn't mean he's indecisive...
There is no way that such a person could have taken the position of a former aristocratic heavy town at the council of elders of Haiqian Mountain Thousand.
In other words, the answer is nothing more than a question of what you guys can do to make you decide to start a war.
"Sir Bartolone, if your country is going to wage war, we will support the funds and supplies. And we're going to send some reinforcements."
"I see. That's comforting."
Back to back with the content of the words, their voices were untouched.
What, something like that? I think I'm going to hear such a sub audio.
Shizuku shuts his mouth once.
Sir Bartolone stares seriously at such a Shizukuishi face.
A few seconds when you're silent.
Sir Bartolone coughs one off his gaze.
"I understand very well the story of His Excellency the Special Envoy. Inquisitely on this matter…"
"Fartellis Terra......"
It blocks Sir Bartolone's words and Shizukuri groans.
"At dawn when His Highness the Conrad assumes the throne, let us acknowledge the presence of the Army of the Republic of Latio in the Fartellis Terra region"
"It's..."
Sir Bartolone complains unexpectedly.
Fartellis Terra region, which is a place name near the border between the Kingdom of Magna and the Republic of Latio.
And it was also the cause of the sinister relationship between the Kingdom of Magna and the Republic of Latio since the days of the earlier kings of Magna.
Together, the Kingdom of Magna and the Republic of Latio have a history of claiming ownership of the region and continuing to skirmish on several occasions.
And nowadays, this area was under the control of the Kingdom of Magna.
"Once your country is at war, we will not give the Kingdom of Magna time to get ready and we intend to attack inside Magna at once from both sides of the Arlunia Latio"
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"And will fall the king's capital, and His Highness Konrat will reign as the new king"
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"His Majesty the new King of Konrato will grant you the right of abode in the Fartellis Terra region as a thank you to your country, which has cooperated to correct the King's reign"
"... is that sincere?
Sir Bartolone whispers the word of confirmation into some frightening and other flair.
Shizuku answers with a whispering voice as he embarks on himself.
"Yeah. However, we can't publish that as it stands. Only in the form of covenants. Do you know why?
To Shizukuishi's words, Sir Bartolone nods strangely.
At this stage, publication of this undertaking would eliminate Konrat's confidence within the Kingdom of Magna.
Who, as king, will welcome those who cut off and sell their fatherland?
"Sir Bartolone, can you agree to the opening of a war with the Kingdom of Magna?
"No, that's..."
"Think about it. The national interest conferred on your country by the right of abode in the Fartellis Terra region. And the feat that led to the covenant will belong to the Lord."
To that sweet whisper, Sir Bartolone trembles with a victory.
"Sir's position on the council of elders will be even more solid."
"... ok. Let me consider it positively."
To Sir Bartolone's words, Shizukuishi smiled, as if she were an innocent daughter.
"Good. Now, please convince the other senators."
It's like you won't be turned down.
Sir Bartolone could only return a bitter laugh at such a glaring further demand of Shizukuishi.
He shakes his body in a carriage going on Gotgoto and cobblestones.
My butt hurts, so I honestly don't like this method of travel. I miss modern Japanese cars today.
I haven't had enough to ride around the city like I do now, but when I traveled by carriage from Arlunia to Latio all the way, I thought it was a new torture or something.
When I take one sigh away, to change my mood, I will look at the city through the carriage peek window.
It is in secret with Sir Bartolone earlier that I consider it so.
The right of abode to the Fartellis Terra region, the food prepared here, has been eaten as you wish.
I laugh damned as I look at the passing streets.
Well, naturally. Twelve minutes as bait. Something big and luxurious.
But even though it's a secret conversation, you have no problem making promises to feed them that big?
No problem at all.
As I told Sir Bartolone, the strategy for the future will be to launch an offensive from both sides of the Arlunia Latio.
There's one thing that bothers me.
Yes, as he fell the king's capital with a good tail and made Konrat his throne...
'The war is over. Thank you for your cooperation. Come on, go home.'
What a word, let's say I told the Latio Republican Army.
Will they return home as adults?
Answer, that can't be stupid.
They have decided to illegally occupy the western Magna kingdom they cut.
Then it is visible that they will be deprived anyway, regardless of whether they acknowledge or not the right of abode in the Fartellis Terra region.
Then I know I'm gonna lose it, and I'm gonna sell it to you pretty high.
And while this intimacy is bait, it is insurance and a trap.
Only in the Fartellis Terra region near the border did we recognise the right of abode.
They must abandon the land they have invaded further after the war.
Yes, if we are to abide by the covenant….
If they keep their word, that's fine. We can take all the other kingdoms into our hands by simply losing ground near the border, the Fartellis Terra region.
Never, not a bad deal.
And if the Latio Republic breaks its covenant and illegally occupies more land than the Fartellis Terra region….
We get a big name. A great name for attacking a traitor with dignity.
At that time, along with the illegally occupied land, we also take back the Fartellis Terra region, which had originally been granted the right of abode.
It was the Latio Republic that broke the bond first. There's nothing wrong with that.
On the contrary, it is not even impossible to reverse invade and take the opponent's land.
Hehe, I guess I'm a plotting genius, huh?
No, no, my talent is horrible...... yeah? Is something wrong with that?
I watch the streets outside as I ride myself out the peek window.
Apparently, the carriage is turning off the boulevard and heading toward a residential neighborhood that looks luxurious.
To me, as my Special Envoy, the Inn prepared by the Council is a luxury lodge along the boulevard.
There is no need to deviate from the boulevard.
"Excuse me, please stop the carriage!
He leaves his neck out of the window and speaks to the one who manipulates the carriage in front.
But your man will not show you how to stop the carriage, nor will he return any reply.
"Stop the carriage! Where are you taking me?!?
"… Saru has asked me to invite his Special Envoy"
Now I hear back from you.
Saru... Right. Who is it?
Should we open the door and jump off the carriage? Or do you want me to invite you?
... If you go into a tiger hole, you don't get a tiger child.
Who is the organizer of such a forceful invitation? And what's its purpose?
I'm concerned. If you jump here, you don't get it.
I have no choice. Do you decide to respond to your invitation?
When I can pull my neck through the window, I sit belly-up and adulthood.
So much so that the carriage went into one mansion.
When you stop through the gate, the carriage door opens from the outside.
I go down from the carriage silently, peering at the mansion.
Thirty years ago, there, a man in good shape was walking toward us.
The man bows his head gently as he walks up to me.
"Your Eminence, it has been a sudden invitation. Forgive me."
"It was really steep. The Latio gentleman doesn't seem to know how to invite a lady."
"This is tough. Let's just say we get it back in the talks."
"Yeah, really. I hope so."
Absolutely, really.
With such a forceful invitation, I can't resist hearing the faint tea drinks in it.
"I'm late, my name is Theo Cazzarini, and I'm a member of the Council of Elders"
"Shizuku. Nice to meet you, Sir Cazzarini."
On Sir Cazzarini's guidance, I jumped into his mansion, into a tiger hole.