The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

The work of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Flame, Lotte Baumgarden, is diverse. Because almost all the powers, from internal affairs, finance, diplomacy, human resources and the military, are in a system where they are concentrated in Lotte.

This was not the case with the former Chancellor of Lotte. It is customary for the Chancellor to be elected from among the nobles, leaving the affairs to a major bureaucracy called the 'King's Palace', a 'Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Flame' who, with his title, would have traveled to another country, and Nico would have laughed at it. It existed as a completely separate organization, where the "Prime Minister" and the "King's Palace" were separated.

but lotte is different. He was himself a bureaucrat from his bureaucracy, the "King's Palace," and remained the prime minister of that momentum. The heads of the main departments of the "King's Palace" - for example, the internal affairs bureau, the finance bureau and the security bureau - all hit Lotte's juniors. Lotte is the first direct supervisor to serve in the King's Palace, such as the Director of Foreign Affairs. Naturally, as before, "Your Excellency the Chancellor may read this document" does not translate.

From time to time, the directors will work on the materials to be presented to Lotte. A prize must, a lotte famous for its rigorous assessment. I don't like buying unhappiness...

- Most importantly, I'm afraid of Lotte, everyone.

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"My lord."

"What?"

The time is already dusk. The secretary called under Lotte, who cleans up the paperwork in a room given by the West Sun.

"We apologize for the delay. Director of Foreign Affairs Julius has asked His Excellency for permission to see you. It's for the fire..."

Julius?

"Yes."

How about that? The secretary, Julius Book, the foreign director of King Flame's Palace, came into Lotte's office in exchange for the secretary, who turned his gaze to him and informed him of his willingness to accept.

"I apologize for the delay, my lord"

"It's not even sundown yet, I don't mind."

Speaking, Lotte recommended Julius a chair, and when he himself stood up from the concierge, he lowered his hips to a round table chair that was placed in the center of the room.

"So? What's the emergency?

Lotte hips deeply and points her gaze at Julius like a shot. Julius opened his mouth as he endured the pain coming from the depths of his own body. Causes of pain? My stomach hurts.

"Earlier, I received a letter from President Lyme's chief aide. He wants to hear about the progress of reconciliation."

"... ho"

"The letter concludes with a note from Solvania to the effect that the story has come that we are prepared to stand as messengers of harmony. Now, if Solvania takes one, it will also affect our position after the harmony."

How can I help you? And Lotte sends a colder gaze to Julius asking. Julius' stomach ache progresses to that gaze.

"... sure, the chief aide was still a young woman, huh?

"Huh?... Ah, yes! Clarissa. I'm Clarissa Damart. I'm from Aco."

"Oh, I did. That was definitely the name."

Again, sitting deep in the chair, Lotte stares down at Julius. If there was a stomach medicine on this occasion, Julius would probably have taken it all at once.

"Let's hear the opposite, Director of Foreign Affairs Julius. What do you think you should do?

"Duh, what can I do, sir? Well, that's... that's..."

Lotte sighs deeply and deeply at Julius, who wanders his gaze into the hollow as he wanders about, opening and closing his mouth.

"How much do you think you're getting from the Treasury as Director of Foreign Affairs? If you can't decide without consulting me to that extent of the case, why am I giving you a position and authority? My kingdom of Flame."

"Also, I'm sorry..."

"What's the status of the war between Lyme and Larchia?

"- Let... Huh? et al., the war between Lyme and Larchia? Oh, that's, uh, that."

"Slow"

"Yes! Currently, the Larchian army is conducting a Danieli offensive strategy, one of the seven Lime cities!

"What's the status of the war?

"Ra, the Lyme Army is slightly dominant with its intensive force in Danieli, albeit fiercely aggressive by the Larkian Army!

"Exactly"

To Lotte's words, one chewy breath, Julius.

"So what is the intent of Chief Assistant Clarissa?

Between the bundles, too. Lotte doesn't loosen her pursuit hand.

"Yes, intent......,?

"Lime is a collection of autonomous city states. I don't know what the name is" President, "but the basics take precedence over the rights of my place."

"Ha, ha"

"Both President Alberto and Assistant D'Amart are from Aeco. I'm not saying I have no edge or affiliation, but even if Danieli, who is not a land of his own support base, is attacked, his stomach doesn't hurt directly. There's no rush to talk about harmony."

"... but as the 'National Alliance of Lime Cities' -"

"It's not that much of a rocky organization, that country is."

So he whispered, and gazed at Julius.

"Oh, you know..."

"If Solvania writes that she is ready to stand on the messenger, she thinks in a hurry that we will have a table of harmony - oh, don't you think that's convenient? The point is about the pose of putting it on the balance... well, around there. Don't you think so, Julius" You "?

- Oh, those eyes, I think Julius. On the first day of graduating from the University of Larchia in political science as chief and serving in the King's Palace with exasperation, heavenly stretches of nose and pride were snagged, of Lotte "Director", those eyes.

"... Yes"

"Send a letter back to Assistant Damart."

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"... If you're going to ask Solvania, do so. Write down that we will not interfere in any way."

"Or, my lord!

"What's up?

"Yes, no...... but then!

"For peace on the continent of Orkena. If there's anything you can do, why don't you do it?"

The conversation is over, and Julius also hurries to take a seat, as he realizes, even though he often turns his gaze to Lotte, who takes his seat.

"Well, then I'll take it that way!

"Thank you very much."

One salute, one sigh to Julius, who makes a noise with the doodle and leaves Lotte's office behind. I dropped my gaze again on the paperwork I had until earlier.

"Oh, uh... or, my lord"

"... what?

Raise your faint gaze at the secretary's voice.

"... make me two cups of tea"

To that person in my gaze, I gave up my job today and got up again.

"What kind of wind is it that you're coming here?

Carl, and.

"Whoa! I haven't had that attitude with an old friend in a long time, have I, Lotte?

On a giant street like a bear, gahaha and unproductive... To put it well, Carl laughs luxuriously - watching Carl Lausan, head of the Kingsguard Knights of the Kingdom of Flame, and Lotte sighs with his hand on his forehead.

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The Kingsguard Knight is the strongest shield in the King's last sword. It is the code of the Knights of the Flame Kingsguard, passed on more than in the past when the Kingdom of Flame named the 'Empire'.

No matter how sharp a sword with a slashing flavour, there is no point in a sword that defies the will of a shaking king king or, even if it is wrong, hurts the king himself. Therefore, more often than not, the Kingsguard needs a 'family', or noble class, to become Kingsguard knights. This is not to say that noble human beings are more loyal than civilians. It is a decision that nobility will lose more than civilians, and therefore will not be unscrupulous. Would it be sensible to say so?

By the way, he says Kingsguard 'Knight', but Kingsguard 'Army' is right in the formation of the Army in the Kingdom of Flame. but for a glorious Kingsguard that lasts a millennium longer than Empire Mother Freia Flame as the first head of the regiment, this is what they call it because the common name 'Kingsguard Knights' is better for something.

"And it's been a long time, Lotte!

"As always, you are a hustler. Shut up for a second."

There is another important factor in the Kingsguard Knight besides the 'family pattern'. Appearance.

I would like to say that strength is more important than appearance... but I want you to think about it carefully. The situation of being attacked deep into the royal castle where the king lives is already after the armies around the border have been scattered, and the effect of flipping over the board where the Kingsguard knights struggled in such a state is unlikely, in all common sense. If so, it would be better to provide more generous soldiers and equipment to the military in the surroundings. Relatively, those assigned to the Kingsguard knights have excellent family style and appearance, and it is the current situation that makes the gathering of noble children a sort of salon air. Called Kensei, he would weep softly in the shadow of the grass leaves if Freya, whose appearance and strength were even combined with his adorability. Where is the shield with the strongest sword?

"Don't say that, Lotte! Corner, this is how old friends come to visit, huh? More like this, you know?

"No... hey, tea candy is not a flowing thing! Calm down... there's zero cunt!

"Oh? Don't worry about me! You should clean it later."

"... Hmm? You're the one who cleans for me?

"It's gonna be an extra mess, but are you good with that?

"... you can't be good"

With a ho sigh, Lotte stares at the 'old friend' in front of her... the Knights of Corruption.

Carl Lausan.

The Lausan family has the eleven sons of the thirty-second king of the kingdom of Flame in their original ancestors, and is also a great nobleman of the fingerfold in the kingdom of Flame with the region of Lausanne, west of the king's capital Larchia, where Karl hits the Lord. Even though he is about three years younger than Lotte, he is himself an old man who is already likely to reach seventy, but still combines his active role with the Commander of the Kingsguard Knights.

……

Until Carl assumed the post of Commander of the Kingsguard Knights, speaking of the Kingsguard Knights of the Kingdom of Flame, it was classic to say that if you stand, if you sit on a potion, peony, walking is a flower of lilies… and a neutral, reasonably elegant, graceful, and soft, lumbar honorable man who is not laughable even when he is regarded as a woman.

"Hmm? What, look at me like that?

By contrast, this man named Carl is significantly out of the category of past Knights of the Kingsguard of the Kingdom of Flame.

Regardless, Carl also has something to pity. He was born a four-boy of the Marquis of Lausanne, and was raised quite freely, coupled with his brothers' excellence. Karl, who had no house or territory to inherit, knocks on the gate of the Royal Army at fifteen, and is bought a large body at Bone Tai, and turned to the army on the Westphalian side. Since then, when the other nobleman's younger brother was playing around saying do it. It was a social world, do it. Karl worked in battle on the frontline painting dirt and dust. You can't possibly be graceful or elegant. Well, Carl himself, the palace's stomach ruse, etc., is perfectly excused, "It's a hundred times better here than in a tough court life. Sometimes I want to die with my people on this battlefield, 'so there was water.

I was twenty-eight when such a turning point came to Karl. The eldest son, the second son, passed away successively. The three men had already been adopted to the Count's house in the other room, and now they are not going to vacate the Count's house. Carl, who was in the army on the other hand, inherited the Marquis family. I went into "tough court life" if I were to borrow his word. with the position of Commander of the Kingsguard Knights, which Carl's eldest brother held.

... Tell me about it scattered, but Carl never looks bad. It's just that if the previous Kingsguard Knights chief "loves a circle of luxury that sits at the window and blooms in the garden with worried eyes" is the right type, Carl said it was the "Behind the cave, wearing meat with his men and looking good to drink" type. Well put, it looks wild, or worse, it looks good around the bandit's intimacy. Although the total gray hair and wrinkles on her face have increased, she can see one scale of her appearance from previous years.

"... nothing. Better than what? You're here again, aren't you?

"That's right, Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Flame. Please do me a favor."

"Anyone can imagine."

Lotte urged to 'talk' with her eyes as she sipped tea. To that gaze, Carl only slightly corrects his residence.

"Westphalia's in the army, you know a man named Frank?

"Frank of the army on the Westphalia side...... was he the second son of the Baron Dores family?

"That's right. Did you remember that well?

"Did you wave that you knew it yourself? Well, he's the Baron's son and he volunteered for the Westphalian army on purpose. It's an unusual thing. I remember the name."

What's wrong with that Frank? and Carl nodded one at Lotte, asking with his gaze, and opened his mouth.

I got an offer from the deputy commander.

"Is that Count Ferber?

"Count Everto. Apparently, he wants Frank in the Kingsguard."

"Put Frank on the Kingsguard? Wait. Baron Dores' place had his eldest son in the Kingsguard last year, right?

The Kingsguard Knights, in terms of format, tradition, and salary, are an elite group that has also left out the group in the Kingdom of Flame. On top of that, the military is the easiest in each army. Naturally it is also more popular, while the multiplier is higher.

"I know what you're talking about, Lotte. Even me, this is the other nobles... for example, the Airhardt Borderline Uncle or the Duke of Flick would know."

Both the Airhardt border uncle and the Duke of Flick are prestigious aristocrats connected to the royalty. In fact, two Airhardt border lords, and four even to the Duke of Flick, are knights of the Kingsguard Knights.

"It's unusual to let two people into the Kingsguard because of Baron Dores' family..."

"... a bribe? Or a faction?

"... both"

Carl's words also deepen Lotte's sigh unknowingly.

"The Knights of Glory and Traditional Kingsguard, too, is a demon cave that spreads corruption and internal consciousness if you turn a skin on it? That's lamentable."

"... don't say that"

In Lotte's words, a tannic surface floats on Carl's face. Carl himself, it's a headache problem.

"Both Count Ferber and Count Everto are after my next regiment leader. You know what? Apparently you're thinking of retiring me, those two."

"You're going to do the next five years, aren't you?

"No way. I'll do it for ten years."

That's what I say and I laugh at you, Carl. That sun-like grin, unchanged from a young age, is a grin that warms up to the hearts of those who watch, the look of Lotte's favorite curls.

"... well the joke is good. More than that, what's a favor?

"I'm going to take this story. As things stand, Count Ferber's faction is stronger within the Kingsguard Knights. I'm going to keep more Counts Everto in the sense of balancing"

"... Are you an Everto?

"Eat shit both ways. However, the Kingsguard is more" stable "when the forces of each other's factions are balanced."

It's ironic, but I laugh ridiculously.

"But when it comes to me taking this story directly and deciding... this is very unpleasant"

"I guess..."

The captain's acceptance of Count Everto's words and Frank's admission meant that he put his shoulders against the Evertons. Whatever the reality, it will be annotated, but it is quite possible that it will appear so, and it is important that it appears so.

"I mean... is that what you want me to do?

A curl with almost worshipping attitude to a lotte that shows off with his shoulders flaunted.

"Your Majesty or you, the Chancellor, are the only ones who will have an opinion on Kingsguard. Whatever it is, I'll give Ferber some 'rights'."

I won't bother you, please! and to curls bowing their heads, Lotte makes a tannic surface.

"Heads up."

"Then!"

"... I don't feel comfortable, but I can't do it to stabilize the Kingsguard. It's troublesome to have internal divisions... but is it good? Frank seems more compatible with the military on the other hand?

Like Carl, Lotte thinks of a big young man in his brain who wouldn't look good in a 'graceful and graceful' way no matter how he sees it. Now it's Carl's turn to flatter his shoulders.

"It's a 'home' tool, such as a child. Such a thing, though, would be the 'common sense' of the Kingdom of Flame. When you get older, does forgetting get get violent too?

"I haven't forgotten. Just out of sight."

"That's worse in nature than forgetting. Frank seems pathetic... but I can't help it."

Lotte puts her mouth on a totally warmed cup of tea on Carl, who sighs like she's tired.

"... you don't want to get old, Carl"

"Oh, my God, from a stick to a stick"

"If you were an old man, you wouldn't have liked this kind of 'belly-black ruse'."

"... disillusioned?

"No way."

Just a little, distort the edge of your mouth.

"You must have grown up, you too"

"You've got a lot of eyes from the top, man."

Lotte grins in her face at Carl, who looks dissatisfied.

"You wouldn't have preferred such a roundabout, would you, old man? That's what you do for the stability of the Kingsguard.

Lotte with a face that looks like she's having a good heart. By contrast, Carl has a flashy face.

"... he was a kid, me too. I thought I could handle anything with my strength. But, you know, even you..."

Talk that far, and Carl flies his gaze into the hollow.

"- You've been that way for a long time. Wow in a way, dude."

"I guess I've smelled old for a long time, I am"

Look seriously at Lotte's face, who makes tea without changing her expression, and put her mouth on a completely soaked tea.

"... hey"

"What?

"The... that's it. The one you used to say, you got it, right?

"That's a pretty vague question. What, the one you used to say?

To Lotte's inquiry, pour the lukewarm tea into the back of his throat for a breath.

"'Create a country where everyone can laugh and live'"

……

"Aren't you still the same?

"... oh"

"Hey, Lotte?

"There's no way it's gonna change."

Don't you think it's amazing that there's no one to grieve and no one to grieve with?

"... right"

"... oh"

"Ah, already! Why are you laughing? After all, the country is a gathering of people. Then it's your job to work for the King's Palace to create a country where people can laugh and live in that country!

"... it's not gonna change."

"Daiji-bu! Lotte said I could do it! I believe you! So Lotte, please! Good country, make it!

"Promise."

'Promise!

"... you, I knew it"

"... we're talking decades ago, Carl"

……

……

"... I'm sorry"

"... okay"

Oh, man, and Carl swings his head back deep into the chair. Thin, long sigh leaked out of its mouth.

"I don't want to get old, Lotte. It's gonna be a memorable story."

"Absolutely."

"Oh, I think it's time to retire."

"Right. To whom does the successor... to whom? Which way?

"... don't you want to stop it a little bit? You're gonna get hurt by a boulder, me."

"I'm not stopping anyone who wants to quit."

"You're the same guy."

Nose sounds boring and then curls his face all the way closer to Lotte.

"Whatever I am, what about you?

"Before that, my face is close. Don't make your miserable face look so close, I'm angry."

"I'm angry... well good... not good though. Anyway, what are you gonna do?

"I?"

"You're a good man, too. Shouldn't it be time to retire and entrust it to your successor?

"Successor, huh?"

On Lotte's head came the face of the director of foreign affairs who had earlier shrunk and responded...... shaking his head.

- I can't take it anymore.

"I'm sure it's your opponent. The people of Wang Fu are working pretty well, huh?

"That's... well, admitting it's not a blur. People in the King's Palace are many good people."

"Then find your successor as soon as possible. Otherwise you're gonna be like me, huh?

"That's a stuck word. Experience tells you that?

"That's the thing. Do you mind? Early successor."

"What's up?

"Oh, I remember in my successor. I came to see His Majesty before I came here, didn't I?

"... Could it be that you're talking about the title?

"Sort of. His Majesty said, 'It's time to raise the title to Lotte... Sir Lausan, can you do something about it? You asked me to do it with an example."

"... it's not something the head of state would do."

"You're scared of women, aren't you? I know how to make myself look cutest."

"… Your Majesty"

"Well, anyway. Lotte, how many years have you been turning down the title? It's time for him to have it. Sire, isn't that pathetic?

"" Give it to him "or" Your Majesty looks pathetic "... are you really the leader of the Kingsguard? That's disrespectful."

"It's okay, Komaki. Though it would be more disrespectful to refuse what has been given to you."

"... I have no partner or children. I don't need a title or anything for the short old man ahead."

"I thought I'd tell you. I hear you keep saying no to His Majesty, too, huh?

……

"I wish I could take my adopted son or whatever and inherit the title. There are plenty of them in Baumgarden, even if your kids aren't there.

"I'm here... but there's no one in the vessel to let me inherit."

To Lotte's words - hey, obviously sigh and show Carl.

"... you know what? The title is not inherited in a 'vessel'. He said he would inherit it it with pure 'blood'. Even if it's not Lotte's direct line, if Lotte's blood is mixed up at all, it'll all subside. I don't know about titles."

……

……

"... sorry"

"... Shit! Whatever time you're talking about, you're being tough! Oh, my God! I'll tell His Majesty the title!

"... I'm sorry. It helps."

"I'm here to ask you a favor. Mutual."

That's what Carl says. He gets up and moves toward the door.

"Are you leaving?

"It's a good time. I have plans."

"Scheduled?"

"Are you planning on... raiding, right?"

"... that's not calm. What?"

"Nah. My old friend, Chancellor Lotte, summoned an interesting mon to" The Brave, "and he didn't even give me a glimpse, did he? I came to the Royal Palace at the corner, so I thought I'd go and worship him on my face."

Looking back in front of the door, to Carl smiling as the prankster did.

"... Carl, is Sole getting a proper appointment?

"Reservations? What? That brave Sama has to be booked to meet a busy man?

"No... right. Busy, if you say so."

"... what, like something stuck in its back teeth?"

"Now the brave man is not in the royal palace."

"... what?

Carl opens his mouth with a pocan. Put that figure on the edge of your sight.

"The brave man is now in" Hotel Larchia ". Of our clan, with a silly daughter named Theon."

Shoulder over shoulder, the best sigh of the day leaked out of Lotte's mouth.