The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

In the presidential residence of the National Alliance of Lime Cities, Alberto Barbert, the man who heads the seven cities of Lime, was biting a single nail. Not a very good habit, but Alberto has a habit of biting his own thumbnails when troubled. It's a childish face, tends to be seen younger than old, but I have to say it's a childish habit given his age of forty-three.

"... damn it!

Alberto pulls the map of the whole of Orkena that he has at his disposal, with a vice that is roughly none other than the Head of State. The vice is also childish, as is habit.

"Madam President. I don't have trouble being used in such dirty language. Because it involves the integrity of the state."

To Alberto like that, the chief aide to the president, Clarissa Damart, turned a cold eye. Cut all the beautiful silver hair with your shoulders and pats on the forehead. That hairstyle, which hasn't changed since I was a student, says, 'Why don't you be a little more aware of who you are?' That's a great reputation. For the worse. If there was a Hota here and he was asked to criticize him, he would still give his rating as a 'helmet' while he was lost. The face under the helmet also never has a problem with the shaping...... what is this but ruthlessly plain. It is far too harsh to compare to Erica, where ten will be able to wave nine, or Emily, who will reward one particular person, or Sonia, who even knows it to be a crime, will get her hands on it.

"Ugh, Clarissa! What is it, Madam President!

"His Excellency is His Excellency, President Alberto Barbato. Whatever the history, you are now the president and representative of this National Alliance of Lime Cities. Don't forget that."

Damn it! Keep the almost screaming dialogue just tongue-in-cheek in your mouth, and Alberto drops his eyes on the map.

The Lyme City National Alliance is a conglomerate of seven cities where autonomy has been recognized, namely Abarte, Basso, Caffaro, Danieli, Aeco, Fano and Gadda. Each elects his or her representative consul and decides on the operation of the state "Lyme" at the consul's discretion. There is a pure majority, and no matter how good a policy is without the consent of the consuls of the four cities, it will never be reflected in national politics. Apart from being good or bad, it would be a political system in accordance with democratic principles. At least the vast majority can be heard.

……

but this political system weakens at once when there is no time to listen to the 'majority opinion'. There are many things that are faster and better for the brains of the country to decide.

Lime put a safety valve on here. "Presidency." In the event of a state emergency, all the powers of the National Alliance of Lime Cities may be exercised without the consent of the consul. Home affairs, diplomacy, military, all of that.

"... damn it!

I don't know how many times it's going to be again, I'm going to do that evil.

Alberto was originally an actor in popular theatre, with outstanding visibility and popularity in Lime cities. Its sweet mask and exceptional acting power captivate the ladies of every city, so much so that it is said that there are no days when flowers will endure in Alberto's playhouse. In particular, the role of Alex in the "Jian Di Ji" is said to be his hit, leading Alex, who was uncertain about his appearance, to have the perception of a "beautiful man". Perhaps Alex will be smiling in the shadow of the grass leaves.

"So, my lord, no evil spits."

"Let it go!

Alberto retired from the actorship beyond thirty and found a second stage in politics. Originally, it is an exceptionally popular Alberto. In an election held shortly after his retirement, he was elected a member of the AECO, a native, consul of AECO at the age of thirty-seven. In the six years since then, he has steadily achieved his track record as AECO's consul and has held the key position of president in this national disaster… not translated.

"... in the end, I'm a 'throwaway pawn'"

Alberto became Aeco's consul just because of his popularity. Twenty steps above myself is inferior to the consuls of other cities in terms of strength. By the way, it's not his fault from the futures crash to the penetration of the compensation claim. It's the responsibility of the president from Abarte, who requested the presidency for popularity. The death of Princess Jessica, the president from Abarte around the corner of receiving a declaration of war from Larchia, ran away with his tail wrapped around him, and his bowl just came around. Give me the seat of the supreme power due to the difference in political power... and I'll just be pushed back to the status of 'war criminal'.

"What's 'You're the only one who can ride this national disaster'!

Alberto's popularity was old, but it never faded. The remarkable amount of voice I worked out in theatre, as well as the humorous election PR, and the added gesture and gesture of the speech, were certainly charismatic. Obviously, there is also a decision that this war, which has turned behind us, needs to be popular in order to 'convince' the people to some extent whatever the consequences may be. Yes, but that's just a posterior. The story is that it was just Alberto who was just right to offer the 'neck'.

……

Draw water from the drain into the glass to calm down and sip. Again Alberto drops his eyes on the map.

"... unsavory, right"

Alberto is also a politician who has been on the political scene for over a decade. I am more familiar with politics than any of those amateurs...... and from that experience this situation is very unpleasant.

"... what am I supposed to do"

'War' is traditionally a form of diplomacy. I just switched from solving it in a discussion to solving it in a fist bone. Originally… so-called 'drop-offs' exist, for example, where it is a transfer of territory, a payment of compensation, or a concession in economic policy.

... but not this time. The motive of war is' revenge '. In fact, there is no demand from the Larchian side. On the contrary, it is completely non-negotiable. Everyone has no idea where the hell you're going to convince me.

If we cede territory, will it fit?

If we pay compensation, will it fit?

Lyme, if you give in to Larchia, it will fit?

Give me your own neck, will it fit?

Lyme, if everything becomes scorched earth, will it fit?

Or... Lyme, if all the people are sacrificed, will it fit?

"... cum"

Alberto's body shudders when it's not even cold. Alberto and I think it's impossible to think about it in common sense and to 'exterminate the people'. Thoughts, but is.

"It's like a religious war."

"Clarissa?"

"Until the Devil, who killed 'Larchia's lover', dies, I will not forgive him. He's a total fanatic."

That's the closest I can imagine, and that's why it's the worst. There are no negotiating specifications, such as who can't be reasonably or profitably explained.

"His Highness Jessica has also taken an unsavory approach."

"... Clarissa"

"I think 'death' is cheap and the easiest way to escape"

"Clarissa."

"In the first place, making excessive demands is fundamental to diplomacy. It is called 'diplomacy' that we negotiate from here on out and look for compromises. Bad hands are bad too, such as cutting the strongest trump cards from the start on the weakest hand. All I can say is foolishness. No, through stupidity, even the earliest pity -"

"Clarissa!"

In the office, silence runs.

"... fool the dead, quit"

"It's not foolishness. Just stating the facts."

"You, you still say..."

"So, my lord. Don't try to solve it in such a cheap way as' death '."

……

"It's not your fault, and it's not a matter of what happens when each of you dies. Feet scratching, croaking, crying, suffering… no matter how mindless and ill-dressed, please 'live' to solve it. If you really didn't want to, you could have refused to take office."

"Can you do it!

"Why?"

"Because..."

"If you don't care about the country, if you don't care about the people, you could have thrown everything away and run away. Why didn't they do it?

"Well... you..."

"Why, you like this country called Lime. I like everything about a country called Lyme and people who live there. So whatever you think, even the president, who is a poor lottery, didn't want to take it."

Different? To Clarissa asking, Alberto returns in silence.

"Silence is affirmative, isn't it? If you have been appointed president for the sake of the people, do your duty until the end."

Without extending, and.

"I will also do my utmost with a slight force"

To Clarissa's words, Alberto exhales softly.

"... the situation is so fucking unsavory. You know what I mean?

"Yes."

"All over Orkena, we're just enemies. Nobody's taking Lyme's side."

"I guess so. If I wasn't an assistant president, I'd curse Lyme."

"It's tough."

"I can't help lying."

"... you're as cute as ever"

"Because it's sexual."

"Fair enough. Plus, my jizzies don't take my side. Stuck? Seriously?"

So he shook his neck to the left and right as Clarissa sighed one at Alberto, showing him with her shoulders flaunted.

"... what is it?

I've served you for six years.

"Since I became consul...... oh, is that so?

"Yeah. I was a maiden of honor just out of college. I'm already twenty-nine too. As the sync got married one after the other, I was completely behind schedule."

"I have a lot to say," Reiki Maiden, "how thick is the skin on your face, you patsy girl?"

"Your Excellency is the only one who can say 'daughter' to me anymore."

"They call you 'The Bureau' in the government building, don't they?" Bassari "is too much. What is it, you? Look, why don't you take care of your relationship a little bit more?

"I will do good. It doesn't matter if you run it."

"The guy named you..."

"Well, that's good. Let's get back to this, my lord. Earlier, you said that the nations of the Orkena continent were full of enemies and had no allies in the country..."

So I leaned my little neck strangely.

"... what's the difference from before?

"... what?

"Lime is an autonomous city state. You're not going to be claiming that Lyme has a truly 'good' relationship with the kingdom and with every Orkena nation that clothes its equivalent political form, are you?

Lyme's 'autonomy' is a legitimate and orthodox form of politics recognized by the founding emperor Alex. For this reason, its independence has been approved by various countries as "the orphan of the Flame Empire". but also heresy from the perspective of other nations culminating in kings. It's ruthlessly annoying to maintain your own system of government. Anyway, anyone can be a 'king' if they want. Moreover, in a peaceful manner, without insurrection or war.

"Even domestic allies haven't been around since the beginning, have they? If I may borrow your words, I don't remember being political opponents and companions for at least six years I served you?

……

"What time was it that you were at 'war' with your political enemies? If you are an actor, disrespectful and knowingly, you have won the battle against the consul who pulls his legs with his hands at all times with bare fists."

"Well... I'm an actor, aren't I? I didn't learn, but it was popular... and I was lucky. So..."

"If you're going to be an actor, I want you to go through it until the end."

"What? Penetrate?

"Your hit...... I remember Alex in" Jian Di Ji "coming 'somehow' even in this state?

With the usual faceless expression, she smiled just like that at Clarissa.

"... don't bring the stage and politics together."

Alberto misses face.

"Together. Theatre, politics, just 'play'. If you have a stage and you have all the actors, play them. I don't have a satchel, and I haven't heard the ending song yet. If so."

Come on.

Not yet, "play it," he said.

"Please play," Alberto Barbert, President of the National Alliance of Lime Cities. There are many kinds of performances and a variety of topics. Tragedy, comedy, tear-inspiring stories, giggles of abdominal collapse, and the trajectory of miracles like Alex, you have the credentials and the right to play them all. "

That, in Clarissa's words.

Alberto remembered the feeling that the possession would fall. The smile that floated until earlier disappeared, and what is in front of me is every incapable plain face. The situation is not getting any better.

... nevertheless.

"… ha. Ha-ha-ha! That's hilarious! Right! What, you've been thinking hard, me!

It's funny, I can't help it.

"Do you understand?

"Oh. From the start, my politician life has always been an enemy. In the first place, it's comedy enough as far as I'm a politician who was an actor. Then I'm gonna play you, right? Jian Ding Ji is such a great winner, Alberto Barbert! Lyme's star, Alberto, is the biggest play of a generation! Whether it's a tragedy or a comedy, I'll play you anything."

That's what I said, laugh happily.

"Clarissa. I'll play your favorite, your favorite act! Come on, say it. What kind of act do you prefer? Is that a comedy? Is that a tragedy? Whoa, happy ending. You can't just give up on this, can you?

With a smile on your face, ask Clarissa.

"... right. Okay, love story please."

The grin hardens.

"... what?

"A President Through Difficulties Falls In Love With A Chief Assistant, Wants Such A Love Story"

……

……

……

……

"... hey"

"Something?

"'Something?' Not! No, you... are you insane?

"When you doubt your sanity in a generation of confessions, it scratches you more than slightly?

"Oh, wow... not!

Clarissa opens her mouth, controlling Alberto.

"I've loved you for six years since I met you. Let's be honest. I entrusted you to the death of Princess Jessica, but if you ever die in this war, I am confident that I will turn more to them than the wrath of the Lalkian people."

"... throw it away, such confidence"

That's how much I love you.

……

"Where am I? Don't you ask? I remember it was a promise at a time like this?

"Face?"

"I don't deny that either. But the main reason is your 'stink of mud'."

"What's a muddy smell... you, I was the most popular actor in Lime for once, huh?

"I think you smell muddy enough to read political and military books all night long every day, fish and flirt with sleep deprivation, make bears under your eyes, and still stand on the stage and smile and make speeches?

"... you knew that?

"It is courage to acknowledge one's own weakness. You were trying to make it up to yourself, aware that you had no political experience, no political talent, no political sense. The appearance is very favorable to my eyes… well, it's 'plentiful' if you notice."

"'Plenty'?"

"Plenty."

……

"May I ask your thoughts?

"What are your thoughts... thank you?

"You're welcome."

……

……

"The... what. Hang out...... you want to see it?

"I'm glad... because I'd like to? Honestly, I don't think my appearance is the right thing for you. I don't think there's enough difficulty shaping my face to make me nauseous, but I think it's a dozen people. Besides, I'm not a sweetheart. On top of that, I'm quite a maiden to look like this. I am confident that I will push your ideals and say less of my self. I don't think there's much benefit to you in dating me.

"... you really like me?

"Naturally."

"I already said it was a long backwards statement for that matter?

"I don't like being disillusioned because I have to be close to men and women"

"Maiden!

I'm a maiden.

Clarissa answers all the time. Alberto sighed heavily and held Clarissa with his accustomed hand.

"... Are you sexually harassed?

"It's a lover's touch."

"Well... as I mentioned earlier, there's little benefit to being in love with me, is there? If you're a prettier woman, you'll have to choose."

"You can't do that."

A slightly stronger hug than earlier.

"If you're a maiden, shut up and be embraced."

"If it's a maiden, is it?

"Oh."

……

……

"... the"

"Am I?"

"At a time like this, should I meditate my eyes, float my jaw, wait and put it down?

"... what kind of question is that?"

"I'm sorry, because I don't have any experience. You have no idea what kind of attitude you like."

"For now, you prefer a woman who doesn't ask you that."

"Really? Then my lord..."

"And I prefer a woman who tells me by the name of Alberto at times like this"

……

"No, my lord, my lord."

"... Ah, Alberto..."

"I don't want 'Mr.'"

"… Alberto"

"Ooh."

"Alberto"

"What?"

"Alberto"

"Ugh. So..."

Fluffy.

Alberto's eyes see Clarissa with a gentle, innocent grin, like a child who is happy to receive a toy.

"... ah, yabe"

"What is it?

"I'm fine, too, maybe 'plenty'"

"... seriously, are you?

"You don't like it?

"I feel like I'm going up to heaven."

"Okay, then."

That's what I said and we both stared. Aye, bitter laugh.

"... you can even look like that, you"

"What did you think it was, about me?"

"You're determined to be a heartless, faceless subordinate, aren't you?

"It's an unfair evaluation. Request correction"

"It's a legitimate assessment. That's fine with you."

"Is it good?

"Only if you're honest with me."

"... are you serious, Alberto?"

I'm not lying.

"Even though you're a politician?

"I'm a politician."

"Okay. Now let's be honest, just in front of Alberto."

That's what I said, Clarissa, who honestly buries her face in Alberto's chest. Alberto's chest rattled without merit on the saggy silver hair and faintly nasal fragrance.

"... sounds exciting, Alberto"

"I'm excited."

"To me?

"You'd be mad if I was excited besides you in this situation, wouldn't you?

"Yeah, by the fierce fire"

Neither way, laugh.

"… Alberto"

"What?

"After all, isn't it polite to meditate on your eyes and wait?

"It's polite not to ask."

Hold Clarissa's jaw tightly and look up. Heartfelt, Clarissa follows the trick honestly with her uplifted cheeks and lowers her eyes gently. Eventually, Alberto's lips slowly descended on Clarissa.

"My lord! I'm in trouble... my lord? Duh, what's wrong? Squat in the corner of the room."

Along with the burning noise, the second aide ran into the presidential office, Clarissa dyeing her cheeks a little red, and said, 'My hips! Hips!' He complains when he sees Alberto beating around in the room.

"... is something wrong?

"It's him! So I said," There was nothing, was there? 'He looked like that and he was flat, and the moment the sound rang, he was thrust at the speed of light!' What... Well, I can't tell the boulder, and Alberto beats the hem of my clothes and stands up like nothing happened.

"... what's up, noisy. And, like, knock."

"Ha! also, sorry...... Um, my lord? Are you sure you're all right?

Second aide looks worried about Alberto holding his hips and squatting again. Clarissa's cough controls that.

"So? What the hell is going on?

"... Ha! Oh, yes! Oh, my God!"

"So what?

Just a little, frustrated... for a lot of other reasons than not to talk fast... stay frustrated and encourage Clarissa.

"Well, the... actually"

Clarissa opens her mouth to Pocan for the second aide dialogue she started talking about.

"… Your Excellency"

"... oh"

Likewise, look to Alberto, who opens his mouth with Pocan.

"... Seriously?

Such a dialogue leaked out of Alberto's mouth.

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"Lotte!"

At the Chancellor's office in Flame Royal Palace, Lotte, who was looking through the documents coming around, looks at the door that was opened with the sound of a burn.

"Your Majesty, please open the door quietly."

At the end of his gaze was Liz staring at him with a bead-like sweat on his forehead.

"What do you mean!

"What is it?

"Please don't blur!

Stand in front of Lotte's desk with a grasp and a big crotch, slapping the burn and the desk with both hands. The vase decorated the room trembled slightly.

"It's Lime!

"Lime?"

"Yes! You, 'ready to stand in arbitration for harmony with the Kingdom of Larchia', said you sent a messenger to Lime!

"That's..."

Speaking and realizing that he had left the Lord standing, Lotte recommended Liz a chair and said, 'Fine!' And when he refused, he lifted his hips himself. It hits boulders, disrespectfully.

"Is there a problem?

"Yes! Lyme is a criminal state that killed Jessica! I can't forgive you, and I'm not going to forgive you! Offer to withdraw!

Lotte shows her face bright red with anger and sighs heavily at Liz staring at this one. To that figure, Liz's angry voltage goes up to Max.

"What is it, that attitude!

"Excuse me. But, sire. What are you going to do after you offer Lyme to withdraw? Is that what you're going to say when you declare war on Lime opponents?

"Naturally!

Liz's mother, Angelica, is from Larchia and is now the sister of King Larchia. Jessica, the daughter of its King Larchia, hits her cousin for Liz.

Liz and Jessica were close. Originally, the kingdoms of Flame and Larchia were fraternal and have a stronger relationship than any other state in Orkena. As Jessica was called "Larchia's sister," so was Jessica for Liz.

"... please calm down, Your Majesty. I also saw this Lotte for the friendship between His Majesty and Dear Jessica. It wasn't once or twice that I learned the emotion of being friendly, disrespectful and 'smiling' as if I were my real sisters."

It was not once or twice that I learned a certain emotion similar to that of Liz, who imitated Erica and behaved as her 'sister' to Jessica, 'Liz, be splendid...'

"But... and this is a different story for you."

This is the story of 'diplomacy'.

"No?"

"First, one. At present, relations between our country and the Kingdom of Westphalia are by no means good. It would be the pinnacle of stupidity to declare war on Lime opponents in this state."

"That's not how it started!

Westphalia and Flame are traditionally unfriendly. Conflicts to the extent of skirmishes are routine tea meals, and it is now the case that a peace treaty is in place that we do not know how many times it will be.

"If we declare war on Lime opponents or something, Westphalia will gladly declare war on our country. Take one or two of the cities and an immediate truce. It's every hand."

of Westphalia, and not even Lotte. Even Flame Kingdom does similar things all the time. If you insist, the hands of both countries at all times.

"Neither fringe nor affiliation, but it is the business belly that gives Flame's territory to Westphalia for the sake of another country."

"But... then Jessica won't be rewarded!

I don't really think that kind Princess Jessica wanted war, but Lotte doesn't even put it in her mouth on a boulder. Speaking of which, because I can see it's going to be an emotional story.

"It's the second. Due to the history of the war, the Kingdom of Larchia is probably unable to stop. It's not a choice to do, not to do. I can't, it is. The king himself won't be stopping it, and it is with the people. Either the state called" Kingdom of Larchia "will perish, or the state called" National Alliance of Lime Cities "will perish, or we will have to fight until its Setouchi."

Neither does Lotte expect to go as far as Soco realistically. No, but the most troublesome 'emotion', not territory or money, is the motive for this war. I just have to fight until I'm convinced, and Lotte doesn't know where he's going to convince me to fulfill it. We can't say that we're not prepared to fight until we're completely destroyed.

"Or... Alberto, did you say? Would you say that you would atone for that president with your own life? I see, it's the quickest way to redeem your life with your life. If that's what you're saying..."

"Ya, please quit! I'm serious, you are!

To Liz, who talks so much and pushes silently, Lotte goes on and on.

"Flame and Larchia are fraternal nations. Larchia, who is becoming emotional, will also listen to more or less what Flame says. I'm not going to say something like Qing Er Cai that there will be no revenge, etc., but the fact is that it's not productive. There is not a single gain, even if it is a loss to look at the whole continent of Orkena. It will be a pleasure for both countries to find a drop point and raise it."

Of course, even if you take it to the kingdom of Flame, Lotte adds in his chest.

I'm not doing charity. Lotte and I naturally have calculations. Some concessions can be drawn more easily than the state of 'unsavory' and lime thinks. In fact, in the reply received from Lyme, 'the maximum possible compensation is promised'.

I made it the Kingdom of Larchia, yes. Now I'm still running with the emotion of 'anger', but that doesn't last forever. King Larchia himself, he is also a clever politician. He'd be happy to jump if he took the talk of harmony around where 'anger' was filled to some extent.

It's an easy job for Flame. There can be no harder case than one wanting harmony almost unconditionally. If such a simple project could create a 'loan' to both Lyme Larchia countries, they would jump even if it wasn't Lotte.

"But...... but I'm not convinced! Larchia is a nation of the same roots as Flame. Even if it isn't, Lyme's actions are being blamed by the Orkenas, but sheltering them... the people shouldn't be convinced either!

"I don't think the people would be convinced if they took over the territory because of Larchia."

"So, but! Other countries!"

"Assessments from other countries are generally favourable. Well, sometimes it's forgiven because it's a flame kingdom."

It is also common sense in the continent of Orkena that the Kingdom of Flame is the successor to the Empire of Flame. The Sovereign Nation, although slightly different, is being treated like an elder in a long house. If we ask for arbitration from a third party with a weak interest in these occasions, it comes most firmly to ask the Kingdom of Flame.

"There is no one problem, Your Majesty. If you insist."

Talk to Soko and turn your gaze back on Liz.

"About the time I offered Lyme 'on my own' without asking Her Majesty's opinion. For the good of the nation, for the good of the kingdom of Flame... it was some act of transcendence."

Please punish me.

Liz stares at Lotte, who finally lowers her head, biting her lips off.

"... no. Well done, Lotte."

To Liz, Lotte can't be punished. Because Lotte is doing the right thing, it's not. Purely because without Lotte, the kingdom of Flame will be stuck.

The backbone is huge, as is Lotte's political ability. Speaking of civilians, Lotte's home is also a fingerfolding merchant in the kingdom of Flame. In addition, Lotte, who has walked in the political field for a long time, has connections, both inside and outside the country he has cultivated. Lotte knows that, too. If it is, it is the words' punish me '. It is a race that can be made.

"It's a bad word."

"Then send a messenger to Lime as soon as possible..."

"Words, Your Majesty. Now the wrath of the Kingdom of Larchia is still considerable. I don't think it's a good idea to offer harmony here. To some extent, I was wondering if I should be left out of Larchia's anger. Instead, I think it would be foolish to talk about harmony in Koko right now, but on the contrary, it would only upset Larchia."

"... let the war continue," he said?

"Yes."

A lot of people die.

"Right. 'Lime' and 'Larchia', the citizens of both countries will die. But."

It has nothing to do with the kingdom of Flame.

"... is that what's best?

"As far as I can think, it would be best."

"Really..."

Just like I gave up, one sigh.

"... ok. Lotte, do as you think."

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That's what I said, laughing lonely.

"... as if it were your country"

"I will not sit at all, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is alive and well, so we can move forward with our duties."

Lotte bowing her head again. Putting the figure in a glimpse, Liz followed the clerk's office through the door where she came in quietly without responding.

"... Your Majesty, as long as you are strong and alive."

Keep your head down.

"I'll take care of all the practices… we'll take care of them. So, Your Majesty, you... just laugh on the spot. As the 'face' of the Flame Kingdom, I don't think about anything difficult, just..."

Please laugh,.

That kind of Lotte's face was ugly.