─ ─ Well, is Konrad ready?

Mathias murmured in the royal castle office of Prince Iolia after receiving a report from Gilbert.

So Gilbert was successful in persuading us.

Arbel, with his escort, hammered Mathias' whining. Matthias nodded and raised his mouth as he threw his communication magic equipment on the desk.

"Absolutely, you got yourself involved in a succession struggle and even took hostages... we were licked too. You can't forgive me for being so harmonious."

Mathias was angry. It's not a burning rage, but it's a rage that quietly keeps smoking in your heart. It was still good to be caught up in a succession struggle. I thought Elatos would be able to do it in other countries. Helmut is as ambitious as the current king. I also know that from the second prince's point of view, you will not be satisfied. Even if they attack, it's not a big problem for the troops of the falling kingdom, the trained soldiers of Ioria. Matthias' anger is not like that.

Gilbert, a few friends and trusted subordinates, loved, abducted the only wife. Involving an unrelated ordinary person called Sofia. And Gilbert, who was desperate and considerate enough not to involve Sofia in his own situation, must have tasted the most terrifying events. As a prince of a kingdom, I had a strong anger as a human before. Gilbert wanted to do whatever he wanted, such as a kingdom where trust in the royal family was about to break.

"Your Highness."

Arbel shouted as low as he liked. That's funny, and Matthias relaxes his shoulders a little.

"No, I'll do the harmony. Above all, Gilbert and Conrad talked and decided. ─ ─ But it would be nice if I turned my hand a little bit from the back, right?

"I didn't hear anything."

Arbel turned away as if he didn't know. Mathias grabbed some materials and grabbed a pen. The material is a draft of the letter to be used in the reconciliation. I'll rewrite it that I've been preparing for. I plan to propose it at tomorrow's meeting. Delighted that the time had come to use it sooner than planned, Mathias ran the pen.

The day after Sophia was rescued, Gilbert carried the mail as a jill in Elatos' royal castle. With one relief, I'm wearing the perfect mask today.

"Good work, Camille."

Gilbert smiled innocuously and shouted at the back he saw in the hallway. Camille stopped and looked back. There were so many documents in both hands that I didn't know how to load them any more.

"Oh, Jill. Good work."

"... Mr. Camille!? I can't do that alone! I'll help you in the Foreign Affairs room, right?"

Gilbert put the next letter in his hand back in his shoulder bag and grabbed the top half of Camille's paper in his hand.

"What is this pile of documents..."

"No, Foreign Affairs is in a lot of trouble right now. My boss and senpai couldn't get their hands off me. I'm glad you asked, but I was in trouble. Thank you."

The smile is much lighter, but the expression doesn't seem to be alive. Gilbert looked around to make sure no one was around and then shouted at Camille.

Again, Your Highness?

"─ ─ Just leave it here. It seems that my favorite woman has escaped this time. I don't know about that, but I think the kid did good. It's just that I'm in a bad mood... and I'm dragging you to my room. This is a huge nuisance."

Camille looked upset. Gilbert lowered his eyebrows and repeated his words with a sympathetic expression.

"Well... even now, the Foreign Office will be busy."

We are at war with our neighbor, Aiolia. You can't be too busy. Not to mention the hostage commotion that Helmut took on himself, the resumption of attacks from Aioria, which had stopped until then, and the rebuilding of the defensive walls that Elatos destroyed once. And explain to other countries. You can't be too busy. Camille nodded forcefully at Gilbert's gavel.

"That's right! And yet he only tells them what to do. What do you think you're doing?

Gilbert held the paperwork in his left hand and slapped Camille's shoulders with his right hand. Camille grabs Gilbert's hand and stops.

"What, are you encouraging me? ─ ─ Oh, I wish all senpai were like Jill."

"Doesn't that mean... you can't work around?

"That must be the case."

What Camille said was true. No one will know yet, but in a few days' time, Ioria will offer to reconcile. Camille gets busier.

Gilbert carried the paperwork in front of the Minister's room and broke up with Camille. When Camille touched it the other day, there was no servant and I saw the entrance to Helmut's locked office. Probably stopped by at work. If there is no one left now, this is a great opportunity. Gilbert checked his bag, retrieved the briefcase addressed to Helmut, and headed to the office.