That Ordinary Mister is a War God

"But where did Master Josephine hear about me and Meena from?

When Bal uttered the question, Beate answered.

"The royal family was told that Bal and Wilhemina were going to climb the castle because of the founding of the Academy. I don't know if Brother Rüdiger knows."

"I see. Then it's easy."

He and Meena are in a standout position, even if they don't like it, and it's not hard to gather their information from a maid or a squire if you're also an empress.

I decided not to think about Rüdiger.

"Let's get back to it. Wilhemina, I want to know more about the elves."

Speak to Meena with a face like Beate and nothing happened.

"What shall we do?"

Though she didn't refuse, she arm herself as if she had trouble with the topic.

Beate also thinks in wondering what to ask.

Question what Bal cared about there.

"The Stalk Ordnung I was taken by was surprisingly narrow, but what is the Elf Country?

"That would be the capital of the country, in human terms. The name of the city is Stalk Ordnung."

Meena responded badly.

I guess he couldn't tell me either way then because he couldn't decide if he understood.

"Stalk Oldnung consists of forty cities, each with some degree of autonomy. Is it close to the Klein Federation in human terms?"

"I see, is it like over there"

Her explanation was easy for Bal and Beate to understand, but it is in another respect that the Empress was interested.

"What? Bal, have you ever been to Elf's country?

She shines her ruby-like eyes with curiosity.

"I envy you. I want to go too."

"Your Highness won't be able to."

Bal pointed out with a troubled face.

"The only reason I did this is because I have no more clue than His Highness."

In Yagami Fai and the Imperial Empress, the latter is much more constrained.

"Oh well..."

The princess just dropped her shoulder disappointed that she expected it, and didn't waste it.

Seeing her well heard, Bal tells her that it is after she is lost.

"Actually, it's not entirely zero possibility."

"What? Really?

Was Beate surprised or cutely necked?

Zenda keeps silence, although she thought she could tell him something extra.

"Yep. Strengthening relations with elf countries is often the subject of discussion. If only His Highness could run for the Friendly Envoy."

"Oh well! If the royal family is a messenger, it is effective in communicating sincerity and seriousness to them!

Understanding what he was trying to say, she let her eyes shine.

"If only there were no other candidates."

When Bal presses the nail, she grins.

"It's okay. No one else will say they want to go to Elf Country, so I'm sure your father will choose me."

Beate would be best, indeed, if the royals were likely to have a friendly envoy with the elves.

There are Adrians, but it is just an unthinkable option to send the Crown Prince abroad as an envoy.

"That's very likely."

Because it's not a matter of immediate decision anyway, Bal hits the gavel with remarks that water her feelings.

The samurai don't even want to enter their conversation.

Bal is a lot, and Beate is a good addition, but their own consciousness is shackled.

"When the Empress becomes a messenger, the face of the escort is going to change."

When Meena spoke as a connection to the story, Bal picked it up.

"Right. Normally it would be one of the Knights, but if Your Highness were to be an envoy, it would likely be either a female Kingsguard Knight or Yagami Fai."

I heard what he said. Meena obviously looks disgusted.

Instead of offending the mood, Beate laughed Couscous out.

"You're not reluctant to have me in front of you, Meena. But it's nice there."

"Hi."

Meena was praised, so she replies.

It will be all the more so now that there are no pieces of love.

The samurai looked so complicated that they stood still.

According to the common sense people, a series of conversations is full of scratches, so I can't help it.