Tearmoon Empire Story

"We're out of time, Father."

When she saw Asha, her sister, who showed up, Ragna sighed in relief.

It was Ragna who called my sister to this occasion.

Initially, Asha was scheduled to make a comeback match this summer.

I have a job as a lecturer at St. Meer's School, and more importantly, a study of varietal improvement of wheat, an important task entrusted to me by Meer.

Harvest Thanksgiving is an important event in Perugia, but the dance of thanksgiving is something that only Lagna can do.

So I was getting word from Asha that I wasn't going home...

- There was something wrong with your father, so I called you just in case, but you were right.

"Are you back? More like a breath disaster than anything."

Seeing what Asha looked like, Yuhal looked surprised.

"I had received news that I would not be able to return..."

"I really need to talk to your father, and I'm back"

"Right..."

Chirali and his father's gaze fly, but Lagna, with a strange face, put the fruit in his mouth in front of him.

I'm not going to be doing anything wrong at all.

- Because, Meer, it's definitely better to be on your side...

Such certainty existed in Lagna.

Earlier conversations come to life in her head.

Meer said.

"Persuade with trust," he said.

"I'm not going to let you succumb with strength," he said.

That's exactly what he said in front of me.

Then Ranya saw the young man standing behind Meer. A young man with sharp eyes with glasses, Meer's belly heart, Ludwig......

At first, when I heard him, Ranya was very surprised.

I don't deserve a guy like this, Meer's subordinate, when I mention threatening Perugian, etc! I even thought.

But now his intentions are well known to Ranya.

He said that to make Ranya listen to Meer's sincerity. He made Meer deny it so that not even a single suspicion could arise in Ranya's mind.

- Meer, the owner of the intelligence you deserve... There must be unshakeable truth in the eyes behind those glasses......

The conversation between Asha and her father, Yuhar, continued even while she was fumbling with such emotion.

"Father, I teach farming to children at Meer's school"

"Of course, I'm listening"

"Really...... So, Meer, did you know that you are studying cold resistant wheat with your life?

"Cold resistant wheat...... you say?

Stunning runs on Yuhal's face. The same was true of the Peruvians who were on the spot, and furthermore of Sharokh.

Asha nodded deeply before looking at Meer.

"I'm sorry, Master Meer. It's an ex-post consent, but forgive me for telling my father about my research?

Seeing her sister ask that on purpose, Ranya thought reflexively.

- Oh, my sister... she's trying to do the same thing with Mr. Ludwig.

Asha already knows Meer's thoughts. What does Meer think makes him develop cold resistant wheat......

What are you going to do with that knowledge?

Wheat that is resistant to the cold......, with such a thing, it becomes an extremely powerful weapon when famine occurs due to cold damage. Because in other countries, you can earn the usual harvest in your own country.

Therefore, it is normal to keep it a secret if it is meant to be. In such a setting, it is never a good secret to reveal.

At least, in Peruvian common sense, yes.

... notwithstanding,

"Ha? I don't mind..."

Even though it was such an oversized exposure, Meer has a cool face. You never get angry.

Said Asha, after showing King Yuhar Mia's face, which seemed at first glance to him to think nothing of.

"I study cold resistant wheat, along with the students at the school. To realize my childhood dream of saving my people from hunger...... I think it's a meaningful job."

"Stupid...... There has to be something like cold resistant wheat..."

"Oh? We have cold resistant wheat, don't we? Mr. Asha and Cyril will find you."

Meer affirms, as if she knew it.

More than Yuhal, he seems to believe in Asha...... Seeing that absolute trust, Yuhal shut up like a snot-nosed.

"But even then, isn't it for the prosperity of the empire? I see, if we could have cold resistant wheat, the people would buy it to live. The people get wheat, and empires with cold resistant wheat can monopolize gold for that matter..."

"Mia is about to share her knowledge of wheat with the countries around her."

To my father's words, Asha vehemently disputed.

"Didn't you understand? So, even if I did, Mia wouldn't say anything."

"What your sister is saying is true"

So Ranya stood up. I don't know what I got Meer to do...... I thought now was the only time to talk.

"Master Meer showed me the way, too. Asha, in the dawn of your sister's success, you should spread the knowledge of that wheat throughout the continent... He showed me a meaningful path to follow."

Its future to proceed with pride seemed radiant to Ranya.

The path that illuminated my empire's wisdom shines brightly.

"Stupid...... Assuming you have cold resistant wheat, there is no way you can easily pass that technology on to another country. Easily handing over so important information to other countries…"

That was an unacceptable idea for Yuhal, who has aspired to richness by agriculture.

Agricultural technology is a treasure and a weapon for Perugia. That should be something important that cannot be easily passed on to other countries etc......

"If necessary, you may bring back the results of your research to Perugia. Mr. Asha is the princess of Perugia, and if there is a good discovery in the Tiermoon Empire, it is only natural that he would like to apply it to his country's agriculture."

Meer was calm and had a grin that was even tender.

"If you don't mind, I'm also thinking maybe we should rent Perugian land and grow some cold resistant wheat there, etc. If we work together, it will be very meaningful for both countries."

If they had said that much, I would have had to admit it as Yuhal as well.

Meer is serious and intends to save the people from hunger. Nor is it just the people of my own country. And all the people of the surrounding nations.

- I'm sure your father will understand...

That's what I expected, Ranya... but shortly afterwards that expectation will be betrayed.

"As such…, why is His Highness the Princess, who thinks of the people, silently overlooked the Peruvian border? His Royal Highness tells us to remain slaves, as always...?

It's like spitting blood, in a trembling voice, Yuhal said.