Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

― ― Office of the Climbroom Family, under the castle of the royal castle.

Young Treasurer Richter L. Klimbroom worked in the coordination of national taxes, a duty imposed on him.

It has a monopoly on arithmetic, but the power of the dead is a burden that is busy every day.

"Still... it's getting tough year after year."

Richter, who ran the brush, murmured.

The commerce of King's Landing is losing its liveliness.

Against this background, there was a deterioration in the security of the King's City, the brain drain to other countries, and above all, the imbalance between supply and demand due to the bias of "occupation".

A one-off tax increase can only cover that moment.

We must do something to make this country prosper again.

"... even though I said..."

The King prioritizes diplomacy and advocates the recovery of economic power through the acquisition of foreign currency.

But the means is probably war.

Country-to-country commerce cannot be sold on the other hand. Buy something, sell something.

But there is an overwhelming lack of "something" in this country.

Even if you force yourself to do business with another country in such a state, there is only friction.

No matter how many times he complains about the same thing, the king does not hear the mourning of the young treasurer.

Within kings, we should see that the centre of gravity is already biased towards war.

I unexpectedly sighed.

By the way, His Highness Lilac is trying to destroy the country in a different way than His Majesty.

The only First Princess who can speak to the King is not concerned with the King's thoughts.

Instead, he was involved with the Chamber of Commerce and Industry of King's Landing and seemed to be leaping into something.

Richter has already grasped that it is a bad kind of thing.

"It's awkward to hold a knight's seat."

You're noble, you should try to stop it.

Regarding the king and the princess.

I wasn't a Richter who couldn't understand the power of a man named Fouta.

He is the only one in the Royal Palace who is superior to Lilac, who has admitted that he is invincible.

If you can hold a knight's throne with the aristocracy, the handling is at least effective.

That's why Huta was in the way.

Dear Richter,

"... hmm?

As soon as I noticed, there was a secretary in front of him.

"It's time to stay up late. Please rest, Richter."

"... is this a good time? Okay, let's just do this and get some sleep."

"Yes, we'll do the fine work."

"Thank you."

Exhale and tap your shoulders.

The aristocrats are foolish. But there is a strong power in the house.

And with his secretary in front of him, the clerks of the Krimbroom family are not high in power or status, but excellent.

I can fight enough. Yes, mutter alone.

"Can I have one?"

"Yes, of course."

"--wash up about the Principality's champion of gladiators, Huta."

"Yes"

"He was also a Colosseum champion in the distant Principality. I think it's a great deal of strength."

I remember that princess's horrible smile, and then I remember it.

Fight the champion during the day.

I don't know how much I could have done together.

But he grips his own arm.

--It's been a long time since I've been on the battlefield.

It was fun, in other words.

"... I told you I'd finish this, but I'll turn it around tomorrow."

"Where to, Richter?

"I just wanted to move my body a little."

That said, he took Gladius, who had barely been in his hand since he became Lord Treasurer, and he left the room.

The secretary who dropped off Richter blinked and then smiled slowly.

"It's been a long time since something funny happened. Dear Richter,

--simultaneously. Under the castle, in the garden.

"Fufu, ahaha!!

Royal Swordsmanship: Rain Deschz

The dull metallic sound echoes like shinobu gushing rain.

There is no sound of piercing meat or cutting the wind.

Mimicry: Lilac M. Fangini - The court's best swordsmanship: rain Deschtes

Because there was another rain that turned back from the front without sparing the spike rain.

At the same time as the last punch, Futa activates Stacking as before.

A thunderous blow taken from her.

Royal Swordsmanship: Thunder Grijmot

"I know!!

But Lilac spins his right foot around the axis and squeezes it back.

Futa carefully swings Concesh to match the glitter of Lilac and parries with her sword.

"Do you want to avoid it, then!

While laughing like a child, Lilac shook down his head to pull Konzesh back.

The fouta avoids that by pulling a step.

Stay put and squeeze the bow.

Lilac's expression changes to a flowing movement.

Ssshh...

Mimicry: Lilac M. Fangini - The court's best swordsmanship: Thunder (Grijmot)

Concesh was thrust down his throat and Lilac slowly lowered his sword.

"... hah. Did you lose again?"

"But you can respond faster every day and make the right choice with reflection. Excellent work."

It's not a compliment, it's just an honest feeling.

However, Lilac didn't seem to like it, so she inflated her cheeks small.

"You sound like a teacher."

"Ah, no, it's too late."

"... fufu. Well, that's fine. I'll forgive you. --It was fun!"

Contesh was sheathed and Lilac stretched slightly.

Uplifting cheeks are illuminated by a light at night, and the sweat on the neck sparkles.

"Princess. It's getting cold, so let's go back."

"I don't like it. Wouldn't it be better to soak up the finish a little?"

"Every day...."

"Whether it's daily or overnight. Enjoy it all, don't you think?

Lilac was in such a good mood to sing a nose song, but she was not so innocent as to eat it down.

Besides, today's Lilac seemed more fun than usual.

"Princess, did something good happen?

"What made you think so?

"No... I feel like I was laughing more during the relationship than usual."

Until yesterday, I felt a little more serious - or hardworking.

Of course, today's Lilac is not so serious, and the swordsmanship is better than yesterday.

However, I was a little concerned that Lilac, who had a calm and strong impression, was innocently shaking Concesh like a child.

"That's easy, Futa. This is what I always do."

"Huh? No, I feel different."

"Until now, I've just pushed him to death."

Lilac, who was looking up at the night sky, glanced at the lilac and shouted out his tongue.

"Until now, I had to at least show the appearance of hiding behind bars. Now that Richter's under control, we don't have to hide it anymore."

In that sense, he turned to Futa and smiled behind his back.

"Thanks to you for winning Richter. In light of your strength, of course, but I appreciate it."

"I see.... You're glad you took a private fight, right?

"Whether you accept or not is irrelevant to the contract. You're free, Futa."

Really? Well then - I'm glad to hear it. "

Lilac narrowed his eyes against Futa laughing loosely.

It's about time you were convinced.

He glanced at the konzesh on his waist and murmured.

That is the conclusion of the analysis that has been going on since we met Futa.

"Well, there's one thing I need to tell you, will you listen to me?

"I don't really need permission. What is it?"

Even if it's about "unemployed"?

It was a fouta who took a breath at the question.

Looking at Lilac from the front, he shook his head with a smile.

"I don't care about my profession anymore. I have more important things than that."

Really?... let's talk about it. "

--About the power of the profession I studied, "unemployed."