Tearmoon Empire Story

After she finished speaking, Meer softly took off her glasses.

Phew, take a breath and bow. Then he graciously turned his heels and took his seat.

Rafina stood on the podium by mistake and summarized what happened afterwards.

“Right now, as Meer said, we in the student union are going to be advocating for the children in the special elementary school. I fully believe they weren't involved in the theft, but even if they had dyed their hands on evil… we forgive them. Of course, I'll teach you not to get involved in that kind of thing in the future, and I'll set up the situation so that you don't have to be involved."

Immersed in pleasant fatigue and a sense of accomplishment that fills her chest, Meer listened to Bonyari and Rafina.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Meir."

Anne gently approached me and gave me a cup. Cold Vehrga apple juice, refreshing acidity and pleasant sweetness spread in her mouth, and Meer sighs.

"Thank you, Anne. I talked a lot and I was thirsty." As expected, that's very clever of you. "

“Thank you for your compliments. And... well, that was a fine speech. Dear Meer, I'm impressed.”

"Oh, thank you. I hope everyone else does too..."

Having said that, Meer once again shifted her gaze to the venue.

The atmosphere was not so bad from Meer's point of view. It seemed that her words had been well received.

Next, looking towards the children in the special elementary school...... what a crying Yana was crying.

Probably he was uptight. It's hard to imagine what this ruling means for her, who lived alone with her younger brother. And that thread of tension must have broken.

Jana's usual eager eyes, but from her eyes, tears ran out, wiping them with both hands.

And then, my brother Cyril stares at my sister worriedly.

... that made the atmosphere of the venue more favorable to Meer.

Jana is an adorable little girl if you clean herself up. And that younger brother, Cyril, who has a cute face, too.

Without the shield behind them, there is no one who can't stir up sympathy and a desire for shelter... for my sister, who has worked hard, and for my sane brother, who is trying hard to encourage her.

In addition, other children were crying to be caught. But they never spoke up. She was holding on to the crying and biting her lips.

It was the figure of the weak who were trampled on.

They cry and beat me if they think I'm a little annoying. That's why I shrink myself as much as I can so that I don't notice the horrible thing.

The habits they had acquired in a harsh environment, their appearance, looked very pitiful in the eyes of the children of the nobility who would never have set foot in the ghetto.

For the first time, something that was only a dirty mass, as the same person as us, as a child weaker and smaller than us... it was in their eyes.

Therefore, the air to blame them was no longer dispersed.

Meanwhile, Meer also saw the children's tears.

After roaring with emotion, Meer.....

--Fuumu... you were moved by my story. Having the power to make people cry is evidence of the power of words... "

and so on...... and moreover,

--I wonder if I have the talent for poetry.

I'm in a bit of a rush!

― ― A talent for writing stories or poems that impress many people... I didn't realize it, but... I see. "Next time, please cooperate with Ellis..."

And so on, it was meer who seemed to inadvertently open the way to Poemer.

- Anyway, if you stay like this, it's your word... In order to do that, we still need to know who the killer is.

Meer decided that even if the children had sinned in the past, they would have no choice but to do so. He mentioned that it was often due to the responsibility of the lords of the area where they lived. Their spirit, who had just arrived in St. Noel, also complained that their experience had probably influenced it.

... but that's just for the sins I've already committed. It was another dimension to admit the sin and come forward.

After the whole school rally, if the culprit doesn't come forward... after all, the fire of blame won't go out.

"Even with the gratitude of Her Royal Highness Princess Meir, the Son of the Lesser People will not admit his sins!" "And some of them might say,

--If the children are the culprits, they have to come forward and offer me the silver ritual gear... If Patty is the killer, I don't think she's going to say anything. "If the other child is the culprit, it seems that he will come forward properly..." Well, even if the killer comes forward, I don't think it's necessary to reveal his name in front of them. However, if we just say that the culprit has been found, then everyone may be able to imagine it on their own.

Meer breathed a sigh of relief again.

― ― Whatever it takes, I'm done with what I have to do. Huh, I'm tired today. I've used a lot of my head.

And so, Mea... she kind of wanted to praise herself.

--Isn 't it okay to prepare an extraordinary cake and eat it full of stomachs as a reward? Until now, I've been patient with sweet things as much as possible... but I wonder if you can eat a delicious snack full of cream? I worked very hard today... I wonder if I could be nice to myself?

It was when I was obsessed with Ikenai's delusions.

Monica quietly walked over to Rafina, who stepped off the podium. After a long conversation, Rafina walks up to Mea...

"Meer-san... the killer has moved."

"...... Haa?"

Meer's "delusion of eating lots of sweet things in exchange" just vanished like a bubble.