The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

"Go ahead."

"... thanks a lot"

From a cup placed on the table with a sound with Catan, he carries tea in his mouth that emits hot air and fragrance, and Alberto Barbert, president of the National Alliance for Lime Cities, exhales loudly and cheerfully. The warmth and sweetness that stained the tired body slowly healed Alberto's flesh and spirit.

"You're tired, Al"

Clarissa Damart slips that body across from Alberto as she holds her right hand down her hair dancing into the wind blowing through the open window. Instead of the usual 'helmet' hairstyle, the hair on the left side, fastened with a silver pin, shows a feeling younger than the usual faceless expression.

"... what is it, staring so hard at people's faces"

"No... whenever I look at you, you look childish when you split your forehead"

"In the dark, are they saying, 'So here we are'? Am I being fooled?

That's not what I'm talking about.

Waving to Clarissa, who shows her obstinate eyes, Alberto sips tea. Clarissa opened her mouth, showing only a little relief in the way the wrinkles between her eyebrows could be gradually removed.

"... don't think too hard"

"You can't do that, Clarissa. Don't think hard right now. When are you going to think hard?"

Alberto puts the cup in his hand on the table and shows it with a bitter smile like he made it. The look on Clarissa's face is also cloudy.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that the fate of the Lyme City State is to be determined. I'm in the mood. What do you think you're riding ahead for? I don't know what I'm talking about, but I'm staying at this place."

That being said, Clarissa looks indoors, as does Alberto, while Clarissa also returns her lead to Alberto, who looks indoors. A room in a lodging in Rondo de Terra, a room that is too crudely built and small for a room where even the top of a country stays.

"... it's not the room where the Head of State stays"

I don't have a choice.

Shoulder to shoulder, Alberto rests deeply on the chair and puts his chin on top of his assembled hands.

President of the National Alliance of Lime Cities, Alberto Barbert was troubled.

'I was in trouble' to be exact... but it would be the same thing if there was no way to solve the problem. The reason is extremely simple, even if the Larchian side replied that it would arrive at the negotiating table, but then there was no communication at all, not even from the Flame Kingdom, which is supposed to be an intermediary country, other than the date and time.

It is very scary to put it on the negotiating table and say 'I have no idea what their information is'. That is why we are in such a hurry to hear the news of Prime Minister Larchia's entry into the Terra, and even to the extent that the head of state of a country does not hate to stay in such an out-of-town Omboro inn. With a slight hope that maybe we'll see each other before the meeting.

"I was always impressed with your ability to behave… but this time I was unexpected by the boulders"

"What are you doing staying at a place like this?

"And without an escort, is. Please love yourself."

"You've never been behind you before. Than that...... what do you think, Clarissa"

"Payment of compensation, financially unfavourable treaty signing, split annexation of Danieli. Are these three reasonable? Because you won't do anything to wipe out all the people. Just..."

"... realistically, it would be about paying compensation."

"Yes."

To Clarissa's words, Alberto unwrapped the arms he was putting together and rubbed between his eyes, exhaling a great deal of sigh to show.

The President of the Lyme City National Alliance has almost unlimited authority over the decisions of the Lyme City National Alliance. Yes, but that means a lot different than the kings of nations whose authority was secured by descent. Essentially, 'Ooh Village' kings - if you put aside the matter of the people they live in - can conclude whatever they want, whether it be the transfer of their own territory or an economically disadvantaged treaty. Whatever you say, it's your country. Even if you complain, you don't have to ask.

In contrast, the president of the National Alliance of Lime Cities is different. The President has powers close to unlimited, but that is only what has been 'commissioned' by the people. If you ask me, it's like the difference between an owner president and a hired president. The owner is thorough, in the public.

"... Seriously, I resent the fact that you still have military power. If you drink humiliating terms, the people will think you can still fight."

"Right. If I'd been torn apart, I'd have had another theoretical configuration."

Alberto, as an individual and as a national sentiment, I want to reconcile as the National Alliance for Lime Cities. This is an unmistakable fact, but on the other hand, it is also true that 'too humiliating' harmony is difficult to accept. If that were the case, the people would think that in the current situation where we could still fight, we should continue the war and get to the negotiating table on some favourable terms.

"... I don't know what I can do."

Almost 90% of this war is on the Lime side. Even if it isn't, it's a nation with a certain kingdom called 'republicanism'. Each country is aiming for a chance to ride this' big name 'with a tiger's eye and a tongue twitch. It is more obvious than to see fire that the war with Larchia will be prolonged and that, assuming, Larchia will come aboard as a delight on the day when it is united with other countries, such as the Union. In that case, the demise of Lyme is almost certain, and the only path left is a Cartago-style peace. It would not be a touch of territorial devolution.

"Really, it's like putting a needle through a hole."

The mission entrusted to Alberto will be to put an end to the war and still convince the international community in a way that does not drink humiliating conditions and reduces compensation where possible. Besides, from the side of the state that created the cause of the war. Such an impossible challenge, near impossible unless it is also God.

"Really, you're a poor whale"

Boy, clap your shoulders, grab a cup of tea, make sure there's nothing in there, and just look at Clarissa. Did you notice the trick, or Clarissa poured pot of tea into Alberto's cup.

"... ah"

"What's wrong?

"Now I'm like, 'Something's good!' I thought."

"Yes?"

"Like this, what do you say? I can't be clever enough to say how happy I am that you know what I want you to do without exchanging words... are you getting married?

"Everyone would notice if they could take the cup, check the contents, and turn such a petitioning gaze on it. After that, I'd like you to take care of the atmosphere a little more."

"You're as maiden as ever. Somehow, that place is cute too, Clarissa. Marry?"

"I'm afraid I'll get compliments, but I can only serve cookies except for tea. And the atmosphere."

"Oh! Do you have cookies? I was just hungry. Come on, Cookie. Marry?"

"Watch out for overeating though. So it's atmosphere. Do you understand?

"Marry?

"… Your Excellency. It's time for me to come too."

"Stop. When you two are alone?

"… Alberto"

"Okay. Bye, Clarissa"

Marriage, 'Let's'.

"... are you serious?

"I mean it. If this pageant goes cleverly and you quit the presidency, let's get married. Let's also quit Aeko's consul and relax in one country. While plowing fields and stuff. Let's call your father and your mother, too, shall we? We're already parents, and I want to try filial piety that I couldn't do. Oh, but I want to try to get married alone for about a year, so I'll call my parents later. On your holiday, head out to the city to watch the theatre and spill it out while you buy something to eat. It's okay, because my juniors are still active on the front line, I can get enough tickets to sell any popular play. If you want, I'll get you an autograph, okay? But I don't really go along with a male actor. That's all you can do, right?

"Alberto?"

"Kids are boys and girls, you want at least two. Whether it's theatrical paths or politicians, if you want to go, let me go to the University of Larchia. Uh, but what do we do? If a girl brings a challenging man like me to 'It's Karesi'. Would you say that if I did?" My daughter won't do it to you! '"

"Ah, Albe -"

Unusual for this woman, she controls Clarissa with her hands, showing rushed specs.

"Why don't you join me in building a happy future?

……

……

"… I see all of your plays"

"I know."

"Of course I like the Jian Dynasty, but I also like the performance of" Sir Reinhardt ""

"Clarissa?"

"Do you remember what Sir Reinhardt said to his lover when he went to war with Solvania?

"I remember that... 'When this war is over, let's get married' right?

"Sir Reinhardt left the word… scattered on the battlefield"

"... hey, that's kind of awesome - an unintentional way of saying no? What, you think I'm gonna die like Lord Reinhardt?

"I'm not saying no. Let's take charge of the exam. So I have no proposal right now. Don't worry, I intend to accept Alberto's proposal positively and quickly after the conference."

And.

"... Again, it's a once-in-a-lifetime proposal. Of course the current words are so heartbeating that I'm happy, happy, and about to die...... could you hear my impatience for me to whisper sweet words a little more, in a nice atmosphere?

That said, to Clarissa's appearance showing Kokun and her little neck tilted, Alberto scratched Gashigashi's head and showed him with his hands raised.

"Surrender, surrender. Ah, shit. Boulder, Clarissa. Enemy."

"Let's not be enemies, it's not a question of not being enemies... I hope you'll consider it"

Yes, I said that and scratched my head again - as if I noticed something, Alberto skews the edge of my mouth.

"... what is it, that face"

"Yikes. Clarissa, you said you saw all my plays, right?

"Yeah. What's that?

"Well, you know my actor 'name', don't you?

……

"That? Don't you know that?

"..." Loving Man, "right"

"Oh, Clarissa. Because I'm a man in love. I'm shocked you turned down my current proposal. I'm shocked, I'm shocked, another woman..."

That's all Alberto talked about.

"... mess with me, don't tell me?

Alberto's reason also flies to Clarissa, who picked the edge of her clothes and stored tears in her eyes to the point where she was about to cry.

"Hey, hey, hey!

Alberto carries Clarissa back to bed. Clarissa, who remained exchanged, abusively, and still gently transported, was thrown on the bed.

"Ah, Alberto!

"... it's you? Never, ever do that face in front of another guy, huh?

"And I won't! I won't, though!

"This isn't my fault. You showed me your pretty face, it's your fault"

"Oh, that's unreasonable! Hey, Alberto! I can't do it today anymore! What do you think you're ventilating with the windows open for? Let it go, you've switched the air!

"Just one more ventilation and you'll be fine"

"That's not the problem! Ah, Alberto!

"... it is. You don't like that?

"Yes, if you ask me if I don't like it or not, I never do - not, right! Um, uh..."

heartless and faceless. Clarissa, who is said to be the 'Iron Woman' and gives a calm and sedentary look at all times, in her own arms, shyly turns herself around and dyes her cheeks bright red with tears in her eyes. That fact fuels Alberto's desire to conquer.

"... that, just one, okay?

"What?"

"I think it's ugly, too small, and I'm going to be disillusioned"

In front of me, I don't want to hear about other women from Alberto's mouth.

"... jealous, it's going to work out"

……

"Oh, Alberto?

"... hey"

"Yes!

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

"Hey, what is it?

"Oh, that's enough. Naturally, she's a pretty bad girl, you. I don't think so."

"Oh, that's not true. Oh, I can't believe she's a bad girl... and Alberto. You say you're no match for me, but in bed, you..."

"Enough, enough. Such a May fly mouth blocks."

That said, Alberto gently strokes Clarissa's hair. Vikri and her body tremble, but it's also for a moment. Gradually pulling strength out of his body, he still remembers the love of Clarissa, who meditates much harder only in his eyes, and Alberto slowly brings himself closer to Clarissa -

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

"Something about this sight, I've seen it before," said the second aide, rushing with the burning noise and the momentum of the position that it might break! 'He stopped looking at Alberto beating around in the room, suppressing his hips.

"... is something wrong?

"It's him! So I said, 'Why don't you just knock? He looked like' flat, and he threw me at the speed of light the minute the door opened! 'What... Well, I couldn't tell the boulder, and Alberto stood up slamming the hem of my clothes like nothing had happened.

……

"Or, my lord?

"You? What, you resent me for something?

"Yes, no, I don't mean to... Oh, you know, 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?

"Well, the... actually"

Second Secretary's brought it, to that report.

"... Seriously?

The only mouth I could utter that was finally open with a flashing alberto.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

"Thank you for your patience."

"No, I'm sorry to bother you so suddenly without contacting you."

"I thought we were having a party around the Duke's Mansion today?

"No, thank you, Your Eminence. You don't seem to be doing very well."

"Really? That's worrying."

"Yeah, right. But... I apologize to His Excellency the Duke, but I think this is a great opportunity. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm not ashamed to bother you."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

His Excellency Chancellor Rudolph, and.

"I can't help you, but please relax."

For the meeting, a table I put in a hurry in Clarissa's room as. Admitting that the hot air stands from the cup of tea placed in front of Rudolph, Alberto exhales relieved in his chest at the fact that fortunately he hasn't kept him waiting so long.

"... Well, my Lord Rudolph. What the hell can I do for you today?

A direct visit to the top of the other side who wanted to know and wanted to know. In a way it seemed to come down and gush. Surprisingly, he sat on the chair opposite him with a gleaming grin, and inside Alberto felt nervous. This is an extremely unusual informal meeting that preceded the Conference. There's no reason to say hello. Naturally, the agenda...

"What... It's a pre-coordination of the reconciliation meeting the day after tomorrow."

It's up to this.

"Hmm. Pre-coordination, did you come"

Alberto asks Rudolph's complexion behind that surprised look as he creates and shows a slightly stunned face. On the face above the skinny body - even with the long alberto of the acting field - he just seemed to be laughing from the bottom of his heart - he was smiling.

"No, I apologize for the injustice that has so far been non-negotiable, but the day after tomorrow is the real day of the harmony conference. I wondered what it would be like to come without any preliminary negotiations at all. It's late at night, but it depends on how disturbed you are."

I say that like it's nothing, and I carry a cup of hot air to the receptacle in my hand. Licking the tea on his lips tyrologically, Rudolph opened his mouth.

"Oh, that's a thankful story. If we can negotiate some things in advance, here's hoping. I'd really like to ask you."

That's what Alberto said. Alberto put his mouth on Clarissa's brewed cup of tea, with warm tea in his mouth.

"There are generally two terms of harmony. Payment of compensation and…"

- I would ask you to form an alliance, Madam President Alberto, and.

"Geho! Do-doo, geho!

swallowed. It's close to a miracle I didn't blow tea out of my mouth.

"Are you all right, Madam President Alberto"

"And excuse me...... so, not! Lord Rudolph, you, now!

"We will charge the corresponding amount for the payment of compensation, but we will also consider splitting depending on the economic situation. Don't worry, we'll take great care not to humiliate you."

"Then I'm not talking about compensation! Lord Rudolph, what the hell are you!

Alberto stripped of his sober mask as a politician. Looking funny at Alberto in panic, Rudolph had another sip of tea in his mouth.

"Are you talking about alliances, It wouldn't even be so puzzling. Unfortunately, the two countries that went wrong enter into friendship after the war. I was wondering if you could raise your hands and welcome me to a permanent peace on the continent of Orkena.

"But hey..."

Karan, and.

The sound of something falling sounded indoors, and Adolphe, who uttered the word, stopped the movement of his mouth and turned his gaze to the rear of the sound.

"... excuse me. I was a little nervous."

Beautifully align your hands and acknowledge Clarissa lowering her head with the most salute and the appearance of a teaspoon falling at its feet. Eventually, the deeply lowered head rose, and Clarissa's worrying gaze crossed with Alberto's gaze, which she could put its meaning beyond words, that you would still be fine.

"... Again, my apologies. I'm very sorry for your loss."

"... Fine, Clarissa. Lord Rudolph."

"What is it?

"I apologize from my men for their misconduct, and from me on my behalf. Forgive me."

Turn to Rudolph and bow your head. It was also for a few moments, behind Alberto's eyes raised again, Rudolph laughed out loud, finding the calm he had lost.

"Ha ha! What, it's not enough to make me angry. My lord Alberto, you have a very good 'man'."

"It hurts. But, my lord, I beg your pardon for pulling out, will you? Because I am an important and irreplaceable employee."

"Really good guys...... no, should I say partner?

"I'm counting on your imagination."

Smile, Alberto includes tea in his mouth. There's nothing more disturbing. He slowly swallowed it down the back of his throat and placed the cup on the table.

"Well, let's get down to business, Lord Rudolph"

"Have you had enough of your belly exploration?

"You came all this way to ask me at this late hour, my lord? You didn't come here to explore your belly."

"The exploration of a politician's belly is beautiful, isn't it?

"Excuse me, I'm an actor."

- Silence.

"Enough exploration of the belly," he says, sighing one in his chest at Alberto, who nevertheless shows exploration, Rudolph turns his gaze just a little hollow and then shoots straight through Alberto.

"Perpetual peace on the continent of Orkena,"

"When I first arrived at Aeco's consul, I was told,"

"What?"

"AECO politicians think only of AECO's interests"

"... I see, it's not the truth"

"Now I am the President of the National Alliance of Lime Cities. It's enough to think about the interests of the Lyme Urban National Alliance. Likewise, Lord Rudolph, aren't you? The interests of the Kingdom of Larchia are all you think of in the public position. Peace on the continent of Orkena, etc… well, if you're going to use dirty words"

What a title for peace on the continent of Orkena, a fucking Krae, he said.

"... it's clean to go around, when they say it's all that much"

"I didn't dress in my teeth, I included Witt in what I wanted to say, and I became Aeko's consul by saying it."

"Well… let me also say to you, Mr President Alberto, that I mimic Zukezuke and go straight to the point. The 'alliance' we want to forge this time is a comprehensive alliance leading up to the political, economic and military. If your country enters into an alliance with another country, obtain our authorization. Neither do we. In economic terms… For example, if a chamber of commerce of your nationality operates in our country, we will give you preferential tax treatment. I would ask you to do the same in the case of our nationality"

"Military, what?

"It's a military alliance. With all due respect, my lord, the reputation of the Lyme City National Alliance in this war is... so bad, even modestly"

"Your ear hurts. You're right."

"For once, too, I am a nobleman with Count status in my country. From the point of view of the aristocrats… it is troublesome to have a 'council' country like the Alliance of Urban States. Isn't that right? When might the people take their place in the post of" consul "and" president "? From an aristocrat's point of view, this is quite a fear. A nation that doesn't seem ridiculous whenever it falls asleep, that's the 'Lime City State Alliance' we saw from a nation with a king of hereditary systems. I can't wait to be imported with that idea. You really don't want to get any closer than you have to."

"You don't even have words to give back. It's often said."

"Tell you what, my lord, from other countries, this war is an 'all-you-can-cut'. Only a nation with a troublesome form of politics entered war in a way that could be described as self-destruction. Now that we have the great nickname 'I'm on the side of the Kingdom of Larchia', it's not funny to eat total skan. But why don't we sign a military alliance? My kingdom of Larchia, the ultimate object of reason, has signed a peace treaty and even a military alliance, right? Stand up and there will be no more countries to blame for you. He says it's a good idea. At least, as far as I can tell, there is no such shameless state in Orkena. So, My Lord."

- This alliance promises to benefit your country.

"... I see. If you listen to us now, you can be sure that it will be good for us. But, Lord Rudolph. That's not enough."

"Not enough, what?

"As I said earlier, politicians should pursue their own national interests. We do not expect you to offer conditions unilaterally favourable to our country solely in the spirit of service, or to reach out to us again with such a kind hand. Most importantly... there is always a back story that says too much."

"For lasting peace on the continent of Orkena, right?

You can count on it.

Alberto and Rudolph's gaze collide. From Alberto, if you look at it from the Lyme City National Alliance, it is not as good a condition as you would like to raise your hands and welcome them, and if it is, it is not as good as saying no.

"... I'm glad to be seen on too many stories, right?

"So if you destroy the country, I'm sorry for the past traders."

But it goes too far. It would be unnatural not to have such favourable conditions and backs.

Place your right hand under your chin, and Alberto often thinks. Think about spinning your brains full and exploring the benefits of the Kingdom of Larchia. There are no political advantages, economic advantages or military advantages. No, but is it good enough to dare make an alliance with Lyme?

……

Fully spinning his head almost flat, Alberto thinks. I was anxious for a longer period of silence, and I was still angry with the thought of slipping on the top surface, almost reflexively skipping my gaze at Clarissa.

"What time was it that you were at war with your political enemies?" Actor, if I may say so with disrespect and understanding, you have won the battle against the consul who pulls his legs with his hands at all times with bare fists. "

Clarissa's voice echoes in the back of her brain.

"... haha"

"... what is it?

"Excuse me. What is it? Let's just say the actor" No Learning "made it seem funny that I was exploring my stomach a dozen years ago... there was no room for us to negotiate in the first place."

"What do you mean...?

"My Lord Rudolph"

Alberto turned to Rudolph so as to block Rudolph's words.

"We are well aware that much of the responsibility for this war lies with us. Yes... My Lord Rudolph, there are lines that we can't give way to either. Please."

Please tell us the benefits of your country.

……

I heard a breathtaking sound coming from both sides of it before and behind Alberto, who bowed his head deeply.

"My Lord Alberto, please have a head."

"Professor, could you please?

"No... you're in trouble"

"Then I'll keep my head down"

Alberto not trying to raise his head hard enough. Rudolph stared at the figure with a flashing face, but after a while, he exhaled as if he had given up.

"... It's been a long time since I was appointed Prime Minister... but this is the first time I've been told by a negotiator to tell me what's behind it."

Totally out of venom, man. Shoulder to shoulder.

"Whatever it is, it's good for us."

"Make sure you have that, Professor."

"Well, it's not enough to hide it."

Preceding that maybe it's a loss of your head.

"War costs money anyway. Especially in a situation like this one where you're attacking the other side, not a defensive battle. Soldiers' food, weapons and protective equipment must be transported all of them. Just so we're clear, we can't afford to continue the war."

"... isn't it enough to hide it? If we hold out a little longer, we'll have a chance to fight back to Lime, right?

"If you guys don't want an end to the war, we'll have to hide it, but we won't, will we? Besides, if you look at national power, you can imagine most of it in every country."

Alberto agrees with Rudolph. Wait.

"An economic alliance goes without saying. We need to move ahead with the economy early if we are to rebuild the exhausted state. The same goes for military alliances. It's not funny to be targeted from anywhere, such as a weak state, and even if you make an alliance, it could be an unequal alliance if you can see at your feet. It's a strange story… At present, the only way to form an alliance with our country on an equal footing is with His Excellency Alberto, the Lyme City National Alliance. Your Excellency, it should be the same for your country."

"Don't you have a strong ally, the Kingdom of Flame, in your country?"

"My country and the Kingdom of Flame are indeed fraternal nations. But no matter how hard I try with the Kingdom of Flame, it will only be a subordinate relationship. Even this harmony, isn't it? Good offices from the Kingdom of Flame."

I only think to the extent of a handy lad, they laugh and show.

"The same applies to other states. Appearances are sympathetic and show no condolences to us… Still, it is only natural for them to pursue their own interests beyond being 'politicians' too. Do you think that you will abandon an alliance that can be forged under favourable conditions that are missed by sympathy alone?

To Rudolph's inquiry, Alberto shakes his neck beside him in silence. He nodded and showed one to the trick, and Rudolph continued his words.

"To sum up, we want stable allies to facilitate future state operations. As far as Orkena is concerned, your country is the only country that meets that condition. So, as far as we're concerned, we want to make an alliance with you... well, that's the thing."

"... I see"

Let Rudolph snort at his words, and Alberto enters silence again. There's nothing ridiculous about Rudolph's words, and there are lots of parts that you can snort at if you ask. Depending on the amount of compensation, even divided payments are made.

"Still catching on?

"Oh, no. It's not enough to say that it catches..."

There is nowhere to get caught in terms of conditions. In terms of conditions.

"... in a true sense, does the Kingdom of Larchia crave an alliance with Lyme?

But emotionally, it catches on.

"What does that mean?

"... the major cause of this war is Princess Jessica's fuho-"

Talking, Alberto accidentally takes a breath.

There is the phrase 'my eyes are not laughing'. It's about the look on Nico's face, laughing, inside angry, angry, or whatever, putting something other than 'smile' on his emotions.

"... you've decided to be angry"

- Rudolph was laughing.

He has a nico look on his face and his eyes are laughing with pleasure. With such a smile, like showing you when you're having fun from the bottom of your heart... nevertheless.

"Our princess Jessica, who loved, mercied, cherished, honored, honored, and proud, was taken, permanently, forever, wasn't she? Whether you grieve, hate, or kill, you will never stop."

The cold sweat flowing from Alberto's back doesn't stop.

"… but Princess Jessica wanted the prosperity of the 'Kingdom of Larchia'. Then the only thing left of us knows how to comfort Princess Jessica enough to give you what you want. I didn't want revenge, so Princess Jessica..."

"... Oh, my God, I'm so sorry"

"I'm sorry to interrupt this one. When you get older, you can't control your emotions."

"Do you say that you are not able to control your emotions? Sounds like a better actor than a politician."

"Just kidding. I'm nothing but a wimp politician."

"... it's a scary profession, politicians are"

That's one thing to say, shoulder to shoulder. I switched my mind on that trick.

"What about the kingdom of Flame?

"You don't have to tell me. They were offered the venue and opportunity for the harmonious talks. Regardless, I am grateful, but if both parties are satisfied, the intermediary will be finished."

"For the detailed terms,"

"Tomorrow, let your men bring you detailed terms. Especially since today's story is over, the amount of compensation and how to pay it - split or maybe a whole bunch of things. If we can agree, I hope to sign at the talks the day after tomorrow. You will be able to fulfill your father-in-law to the Kingdom of Flame."

"Okay. So be it."

Nodding loudly at Alberto's words, Rudolph took a seat. Hand controlled Clarissa, who tried to pull the chair like she panicked, a courtesy.

"Then it's late at night, excuse me. I hope that relations between the two countries will continue to be good."

"Welcome, Lord Rudolph. I'm sorry I didn't do anything wrong."

A soft grin - this way after entering the room, Rudolph had a soft grin the whole time - but to the way he looked, Alberto feels the tension break off and go. Thanks to the sentiment that the Lyme Urban National Alliance will survive, Alberto's mind is slowly eased.

"No, I don't think so - oh, yeah. I forgot one thing."

- Alberto's face tenses strongly to that word.

"Hey, what is it?

"No, I realized I hadn't cleared up an important case."

"... well. Do you still have it?

"Yes, my lord, actually."

That's what I said, with a soft grin.

"My wife is a big fan of the actor Alberto Barbato. If you even get one of your autographs and go home, the stock in my house will go up. What do you think? Can I have your autograph, please?