The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

The fifty-first king of the kingdom of Flame, Georg Orenfeld Flame, was, to put it better, a balanced, or worse still, mediocre monarch. Taxes are neither heavy nor light, and the territory is neither increased nor diminished. There are no policies that surprise everyone, and there are no failures that everyone mourns. I'm not as good at diplomacy as I am at subjugating another country, nor am I as bad at diplomacy as I can be licked by another country. I'm not a dark man, but I'm never a famous man, I'm a mediocre monarch.

Nevertheless, Georg is called 'the luckiest monarch in the history of the Kingdom of Flame'. The reason was in the two wives he married, Genuine Angelica and Side Room Lieselotte.

Normally, regular rooms and side rooms don't get along well enough to bring a source to history. It gives birth to a royal inheritance in which a great deal of wealth is entangled, a tale of jealousy. It is normal for anyone to want to put on the throne a child born of a painful stomach, with all the harm and no gain, such as a woman in the room to be loved by the king. It's supposed to be a hateful antiquity... how human these two were, leaking into the example and being ruthlessly close. Angelica respected Lieselotte's opinions without taking the position that she was a regular room, and Lieselotte treated Angelica with an attitude and respect that she would not forget to set up a regular room in Lieselotte. "The greatest feat of the contemporary King Flame was getting a good wife. That, too, both of them 'is an informal statement by neighbouring King Westphalia, who is said to have been exhausted by the feuds between the main and the side rooms and to have not returned to the royal palace for a month.

They were two so close, but tension ran throughout the kingdom when Lieselotte caged herself first and gave birth to a girl like a ball. Whatever you say, Angelica is also a child of men. Does the kid in the side room still make it evil?

... As everyone watches as they think like that, look at Leezelotte's daughter, Erica. What's the word Angelica unleashed.

'Oh... she's so cute! Lieselotte! Me! Let me hold you too!

It was a word that went diagonally in everyone's imagination. Whatever, in a good way.

Then Angelica adored Erica as if she were her own daughter. Angelica, who was originally a child lover. Besides, he is a beloved husband's child, even if he is not hurting his own stomach. It was Angelica's theory that there was no reason to be cute. Erica's own brilliance also put a wheel on it.

When Erica turned three, now Angelica caged herself and gave birth to a girl. Tensions run throughout the kingdom as they did three years ago. Angelica is also a child of man on a boulder. Even if you adore Erica so much, isn't the child who gave birth with a stomachache still cuter?

"Erica, look! Your sister! Her name is Elizabeth, Liz! You're adorable, sister!

Now he went diagonally to everyone's imagination, and Angelica told him to call Erica to the pillow first. Georg, who cut up talks with other countries early and ran, said, 'Your Majesty, were you there?' Even though there was no such thing.

Even after Liz was born, Angelica loved Erica unchanged. Just because Liz was born doesn't make any difference that Erica is a pretty daughter.

Leezelotte also loved Liz at Leezelotte. "Angelica and His Majesty's children, right? There's no reason to be cute, 'said Lieselotte. It also circled Sole that Liezelotte was looking after Angelica instead of Angelica, who had a less fragrant postpartum course and tended to lie down. The handy child is cuter.

Erica and Liz, who received love from such a 'mother of two', grew up fast as they were close and sometimes quarreling. My sister adores my sister, and my sister respects my sister. The ideal 'family' was there. It was the kingdom of Flame where I thought the wind would blow, such as the strife over the inheritance of the tracks, but still, when Erica turned seven, the strife arose.

'What are you talking about, Lieselotte! The next king is going to be your sister, Erica!

'No, Master Angelica. Even Lady Angelica can't give up this much! Your next king, Your Majesty, will be Master Liz!

"Why not! I don't think Erica looks pathetic! He's my oldest son!

"Dear Angelica, don't you think Master Liz looks pathetic! He's a kid in a regular room!

... At the earliest, no one in the kingdom was surprised. Due to the desperate persuasion of Georg, Lotte and Lieselotte, who had predicted to some extent that this would happen, Angelica reluctantly acknowledged Liz's "conditional" standing son.

'Okay...... but there are two conditions. The first is, please give Erica a proper title and territory too!

By the time Erica was ten, Georg had given her the title and territory of Duke as promised. Beautiful landscape facing the sea. A territory given to a wise and beautiful princess who is a princess and will eventually be a king's sister.

Its name is Rondo de Terra, commonly known as' Terra '. It is a land called' paradise on earth 'by all parts of the kingdom of Flame.

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"Are you Kota Matsudai?

Three days by high-speed carriage from King Flame's capital, Larchia.

"Yes."

"There you are, you've come well. Liz... Your Majesty tells me something. I'm Erica. My name is Erica Orenfeld van Flame. Feel free to call me Erica."

Castle, not as splendid, but still a beautiful woman in a blue dress smiled and spoke to Kota, who got off the place in front of the biggest hall in this city.

"Uh... yes. Thank you, Erica."

"You can call me off. I don't need respect, and you're older, right?

"Yes, no... to say so. And it was a little resistant to call a woman's name off lightly."

"My body would itch if I was attached to" Dear. "You can call it off."

"... So, what about 'Mr'?

"... right. Well, then, let's depress our hands. From now on, Coata... may I call you Coata?

"Yeah. I don't mind."

That said, a beauty around twenty who smiles slightly.

"... Again, I'm going to take care of you"

Erica laughs harder than she did earlier to Kota, who says so and gives her head up.

"Don't be so nervous. This one's falling. Why don't you just be grand?"

I'd rather be angry, right? Hota grins at Erica's words by giving her lowered head.

"... what is it?

"No. There are only sisters with His Majesty," he said. His Majesty told me the same thing. "

"Surprise?"

"Surprisingly speaking, that's surprising. I thought the royal family was more uppermost."

"It is with royalty, nobility and civilians to admit that bad things are bad. Apologize also from me as the king sister of the kingdom of Flame. I'm so sorry."

"Never mind."

"Then I'll sweeten your words."

I lifted my lowered head and my blue eyes stared at Cota. Snowy white skin reminiscent of white people and blonde hair reaching up to the waist add to their blue eyes.

"... for now, Korta's dark hair and black eyes are pretty prominent in Flame... well, I'll tell you what, Yamate Empire people are, right?

"The Yamate Empire, by the way..."

"An island nation just east of the Orkena Sea. I don't really see it on this continent of Orkena... but rather, that would be more convenient, wouldn't it?

"Right."

Originally, I came here to hide the unexpected from the standard of "Summoning the Brave". If you can delude me, Yamate or whatever.

"Then do me a favor by saying so. From now on, I hope you feel free to consider Terra your hometown. Will you say anything you need, anything you don't have enough?

Kota thinks a little about Erica's words. I'm wondering if it's okay for me to say all I can to take care of you from now on... but here's what he's saying around the corner. Sweet as you please.

"... So can I borrow your 'book'?

"" Book "?

"Yep. I don't know what time it will be... but still, it would be better if we had some common sense than we're going to spend in this country, right? That's..."

You're from Yamate, but you don't seem to know where Yamate is, do you? and.

"... right. Now let's take a good look at it and have it up to your room later. Bye, Cotta. I have business to attend to, so I'll see you at dinner."

I say so, pick the edge of my skirt properly, say hello, and drop off Erica, who disappears into the hall.

"Well... shall I disturb you too"

I re-held the bag in my hand and the coater followed...... by the way.

"Uh... where is my room?

After this, he went to the mansion of his own accord, and went right and left in front of the door, and said, "There's a suspicious man in front of the lord's hall! 'The guard who received the report bowled,' I guess I'm sorry too... won't you do anything to make the guard a pain in the ass? I told you to let me go! 'And it would be for the record that Erica, with her head, said to pick up Hota to the guard's stuffing.