The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

"Hi, Mr. Coata. Looking forward to it?

I say goodbye to Erica (although Erica looked very sorry for me) and there is a voice from behind to Kota, who is back at the party venue again. Aware of the Lord of his voice, Kota sent a resentful gaze backwards.

"... traitor. I don't think you're gonna hit a bee if you help me?

"Oh, haha...... su, sorry, Mr. Coata"

After turning his jito eyes to Klaus, who offers him alcohol in a sorry way while scratching his head, Kota clasps his shoulder and grabs the alcohol. After sipping on a sole with apple juice, I laughed and showed Klaus.

"... well, I'll make it chara with this booze"

"No, I won't even sit down depending on the face-to-face. Well, I'd like to say hello to Lord Carl, and I don't care if you take it to Mr. Coata... well, maybe it's the same reason I took it and put it on, but I also thought it would be better if we talked about it properly."

"Mr. Carl, is it?

Yeah, he nodded, and Klaus put his mouth on the glass in his hand to imitate Kota, too, and took a breath.

"- His Excellency the Marquis Carl Lausan. For nearly fifty years, he held the position of Commander of the Kingsguard of the Kingdom of Flame, a prestigious nobleman of the Kingdom of Flame. Well, he's actually an 'oh' person... you know what I mean, right?

"The power you have is uninterrupted and great?

"A 'Kingsguard' is a certain, special thing in the military system of the Kingdom of Flame. Serve near His Majesty's side, protect His Majesty, and slaughter things that avenge His Majesty. The Kingsguard is a sword, a shield, and it's a great honor to send a Kingsguard out of the clan."

"What about the civilians?

"In Flame's millennial history, no human has joined the Kingsguard from civilians. No matter how powerful or how much money you have, it is. Kingsguard is an honorary position, what a word, but still...... is that why? It's very popular with noble young people."

That's what I said, another bite. Klaus continued his words with alcohol in his mouth to dampen his tongue and throat.

"In order to enter the Kingsguard, we need a recommendation from the current Kingsguard Knights incumbent. Then, in order to take the" recommendation "... well, some people use every means possible. Threatening, forgiving, blurring, 'live ammunition' flies over it, for Kingsguard's 'enlistment'. And nobles don't have money like hot water. And then..."

"... I see. You have to make a debt, and the person you owe it to."

"It's your answer. Well, it's not limited to a nine-member committee, but many chambers of commerce lend money to nobility. There are some chambers of commerce that get tax breaks instead of interest income."

It's not my personal favorite way to do it, but, Klaus, I show you shoulder to shoulder. For Klaus like that, Kota continued his words.

"Is Hotel Larchia also giving away that 'bribe'?

"Bribery, there are a few things I can say... about delivering it. Fortunately, the hotel is made like 'leave me alone but come', so not much delivery is necessary. Well, be polite."

"I see."

One nod at Klaus' words, Kota turns his gaze to the hollow. A man seeking honor buys honor with gold. Bribe an incumbent Kingsguard until he owes money for it. That's how a person joining the Kingsguard turns to the bribe side. As a system, it can be said that it is very clever. I can tell you.

"... I don't know, I can't imagine"

Earlier, I couldn't relate to what I would call a statue of a bribed Kingsguard Knights leader, who affirmed to Kota, 'Your Majesty's enemies will be slaughtered'. Klaus gave the answer with a bitter smile to Kota, who had the question in his mind.

"Lord Carl is just a little special, isn't he? He doesn't really like to say 'bribes'."

"Even though you're the leader of the Kingsguard?

"Despite being able to acquire enormous wealth if you wish, you will not be so poor as to say that you are clean poor… but continue to live to a degree that does not depart from the general nobility sphere. If you return the back, Lord Karl is serious, which is why you can continue to lead the Kingsguard for decades."

"I see."

"In that sense, some places lead to His Excellency Lotte. Lotte doesn't like bribes either."

Politicians who continue to have clean images have long breaths, things like synonymous with.

"Because those two are good friends? Earlier, Carl said something like that."

"Because Lord Carl and Lord Lotte are close in age. Whatever the difference between Wang Fu and Kingsguard, they both show up in the center at about the same time, and they're almost like comrades."

"... you know more, Mr. Klaus"

"Everyone knows about this… and I just want to say"

That's what I said, another bite. With a breath of leftover alcohol in the glass, Klaus grabs a nearby maid and takes two glasses from silver.

"Do you still look good?

"Yeah, I'm sure you won't be offended."

I gratefully receive the glass from Klaus and stir up the contents of the glass I had in my hand all at once. 'That's a good drink,' he gave Klaus, who incited him, and Hota waited for the continuation of his words.

"As you already know, Lord Carl is a 'oh so' man. Marquis, a man who was born into a high nobility and enlisted himself in the West Side Army… oh, the West Side Army is literally an army headquartered along the border with Westria. The Kingdom of Flame and Westria are friends of the dog monkeys, so there are skirmishes all the time, and well an army with high combat experience out of step. Naturally, the battle death rate is remarkably high among the entire army, and if it were, the Rosanese family would not be the more qualified army to enlist."

Talk that far, sigh.

"... that's who you are, isn't it? Lord Carl."

"... Yep"

"He's already like smashing the common sense of the Kingsguard. I drink like a bath, and I love gambling. As much as the whorehouse tells me I went to Kingsguard headquarters, I'm also a fierce woman playing. Lola used to come and see me too... I told you, didn't I? It's my parents' lodging in Laura."

"Yeah, I heard you."

"When my grandfather was still alive, he used to come and see me, my lord Carl. When I was little, I was adored by 'Kraft, Kraft'... well, the way it was adorable. I drink alcohol in my early teens, try to make me gamble, try to take me to a whorehouse, so."

Think of the day you're here, Klaus, with a distant eye. It is probably not Kota's mistake to see that there seems to be some kind of sad color intersecting that gaze.

"... I came to Larchia, surprised. I can't believe that 'Uncle Carl' was His Excellency Marquis Carl Lausan, Commander of the Kingsguard Knights. His Excellency the Commander of the Kingsguard, who sounded like a noise, said," I'm sorry, I was shocked. "

Unexpectedly, Kota claps in his heart with Klaus, who shows him with a deep, deep sigh.

"... well, that's why I've known Lord Carl well since he was very little. I have had the opportunity to speak with His Excellency Lotte and to hear it directly from you. I'm not really good-looking... like this, when I'm talking to His Excellency, I really remember 'old times' and the language gets dirty too. My lord Carl often scolds me, too." You treat me too much ". In that sense, you must be disqualified as Hotel Larchia's hotelier."

That's what I said, bitter laugh.

"... you have no choice, all this"

Then loosen Hota's cheeks just a little too, to Klaus, who always has a soft grin as usual.

"Still, isn't that why you say 'hate'?

"It is the chairman of Hotel Larchia, Mr Adolphe Burkhardt, whom I respect. He's a smart, pure, good-looking, 'I want to be this kind of guy'... but unfortunately, someone named Carl Lausan is also very, very attractive."

"Are you sorry?

"It's a shame. I definitely don't think I want to be, but I still think of that life as' good looking '.' Regrettably, 'to be exact."

That's what I say, I drink a lot in my hand. The power of alcohol doesn't seem to be the only reason Klaus' cheeks are a little red.

"... you're a difficult man inside, Mr. Klaus too"

"I think so myself. I hate crude people like my grandfather and my father, but I have a vision for His Excellency Karl, who resembles him."

"What are you trying to imitate?

"You don't think. Growing up just a little bit, I don't think that way of life is' bad 'either... but still,"

Klaus, who eventually shapes his face with a troubled grin, shows Kouta smiling with a smile too.

"... and on the day you go to a whorehouse, El's going to be in trouble."

".................. oh"

"You can't deny it, can you?

You can only be sure.

The two of us laughed bitterly again and later Klaus sighed heavily to show.

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"So? How was it?

"What is it?

"You heard earlier, didn't you? 'Did you look forward to it?'"

"Enjoy..."

"I just met Lord Carl." Erica's lady and Coata, I've come alone, so don't interrupt me! 'Cause they said... "

"... Mr. Carl"

To Klaus' words, sigh again. With Jito's eyes, Kota looked at Klaus.

"... or is that what you're interested in talking about, Mr. Klaus?

"You know what, say?

"Sex Shakedown"

"Well... you're lying when you say you're not interested at all. Because the story of 'Ilo' is the hua of the social world. It's almost stylish to say where noble children are good, who have beautiful daughters, and who are dating."

"It's a nasty way to be beautiful, it"

"Well, like it or not..."

After turning a jit eye on Klaus, who gave him a troubled grin, Kota took over the words, thinking that he could not help but turn a jit eye on Klaus.

"Nothing in particular."

"Is that a secret?

"No, it's not. His Royal Highness from the Kingdom of Westria came along the way. The four of you and Edward are welcome...... welcome? Well, let me tell you something."

"Your Royal Highness? When I say... is this His Royal Highness Cristian?

"Did you know?

To Kota's inquiry. Yeah, and Klaus snorts at the glass again. I took two 'replacements' put on silver carried by the maid and offered one to Kota.

"... Aren't you drinking too much?

"I'm fine...... what about Mr. Coata?

"It's a little fluffy, but I feel good. I'll take it."

I received a glass from Klaus and took a sip. Klaus opened his mouth to Kota, who moves the story with only his gaze.

"His Highness Cristian Westria. The third son of the Kingdom of Westria, a rare 'moderate' in Westria… has a saying, well, he is not fond of the Kingdom of Flame"

"In favor of the kingdom of Flame, is it? I'm sorry if I'm wrong. I thought you heard Flame and Westria were friends of the dog monkeys."

"As I said, there have been seven wars between Westria and Flame in the last decade. You've had so many fine skirmishes that they say it's rarer in a year without war. And if you lose the war, Westria will give you a 'hostage' instead of a territorial transfer."

"... oh, I see. So, Your Highness Cristian..."

Klaus snorts like he got my approval for Hota.

"As you can imagine. It was at the age of six that His Royal Highness Westria stepped on the land of the Kingdom of Flame. The hostages, well, the war with Westria and other things almost like poetry, in fact, were mostly treated as guests. Some of the kingdom's predecessors, His Majesty and Angelica, were well made human beings, but they were almost as adorable as my children... It's like a joke, but they cried when they returned to Westria, Your Highness Kristian."

"... what, well"

"Since then, whenever we lose in the war, His Highness Cristian has been able to come from Westria with 'hostages'. Angelica is also looking forward to the thought that my child's safety will be secured as well as a substitute for the transfer of territory, …"

"... are you really not close, the kingdoms of Flame and Westria"

It's kind of like talking about a cat and mouse in an American movie. I told you not to fight amicably.

"In the days of His Majesty the predecessors were not... well, the response has changed slightly since His Majesty Elizabeth's reign"

"Why? Is there a diplomatic problem?

"Problem, it's not"

Take a breath.

"... it is a country of strong male and female esteem, the Kingdom of Westria"

That's what I said, one sigh.

"It is King Henry, who was even called 'the best friend of Emperor Alex', the ancestor of the founding of the Westerian nation. You think you've become a good consultant to Emperor Alex, who united the continent? Supposedly benevolent enough to say," Thank you for your infidelity. "

King Henry, is it?

"The latter part of the so-called Alex stuff is a lot of Alex's romance, but then a lot of it is his friendship with Henry. On the death of Henry, it was also Alex who gave the King to the Westlian family, which was then the Duke's family, and made it his first king. It is assumed that Orkena's own system of governance, with a kind of nest-like structure, with a kingdom within the Empire, was born at this time. It's ironic that the two of us, who were so close, would get caught up in a mess over the course of a thousand years."

Shoulder to shoulder and smile bitterly.

"... let's get back to it. King Henry himself was a loving wife, they say. There was no side room, and they say they deeply loved Lady Elena, their rightful wife... the second generation reigning King Edward... like this, I don't know... well, he was the 'sloppy' way to relate to King Henry and vice versa"

"... oh will it"

"What are you talking about?

"This is the story."

"Alex Letter" plays in Kota's head. "Hey, Master Henry? You like me, don't you? You like it, you like it, you like it, don't you? 'And Jandere. If Lady Elena approached Henry well, I'm sure Henry would not have seen a shadow of a woman other than Elena in her lifetime, and even if her son, who saw that sort of' pitiful 'appearance in his father's home, who was a pal in hepatic darkness with the head of the empire, had achieved distorted growth... well, no wonder.

"You're a funny Mr. Coata. Anyway, King Edward is said to have even had some sort of hostility toward women. Eat one woman after another as if possessed by something, and throw it away. So much so that they say it's like 'vengeance'... the words are bad, but it was a take-away or something"

……

"When the top is, so will the bottom. Well, it's still improved somewhat now, but it's almost imprinted in the 'culture' domain... right. It is out of the question in Westria, for example, for a 'queen' to reign, as in Flame. And a country where women are high, like Flame."

"Hate," he said?

"That's the thing. My son-in-law at the Hotel Larchia. Well, the neighborhood will bite."

"Do you resent me?

"No way. Now I'm even grateful. Because I wouldn't be in this position if Westria hadn't been 'oh'"

Say so, show me your shoulders.

"His Royal Highness Cristian is spent in Flame at an early age, and about half of his life is spent in Flame. Definitely His Royal Highness in the Kingdom of Westria, but in spiritual terms, he must be closer to that compromise in Westlia Flame. Treat women indiscriminately."

So, Klaus stares at Kota's entire body as if he remembered. Hota, who was gazed at, tilted his neck with a fitting face and expressed the doubt as it stood.

"What?

"No... Her Royal Highness Cristian treats men and women alike... but she loves her talents above all else."

"Talent, is it? Is that it?"

"Mr. Courta is known as' The Demon King of Rondo de Terra ', a useful actor in the brilliant reconstruction of the Terra economy"

"Not my power, though."

"At least, it's on the rise among merchants and royalty who have no hesitation in gathering information. And... well, I'll say it again. His Highness Cristian is a lover of talent. Yeah - not just men and women."

"... Huh?

"... His Royal Highness is a brilliant man, so many floating names are flowing in the social world. However, Mr. Edward is always on your side. No time, no time to leave. Well, if you say so, it's only natural that there is one royal family in the Enemy Nation… Still, don't you think it's unusual to have a subordinate and a king's bedroom together?

……

"A courageous noble lady was questioned by Her Royal Highness, she said." Is Your Highness close to Master Edward? "

"... hey, what's your response?

"... he was just laughing. Without denial or affirmation."

……

……

"Just kidding, right?

"'Male prostitution' is not in itself repellent in a highly patriarchal western state. There are certain kinds of aristocratic favorites."

……

……

"... by the way, Your Highness's nickname is' Duplicate '. The origins of the name..."

"Fine! Because I don't want to hear it!

I tremble when my body hits even though it's not cold. He laughed and showed just a little funny at such a Kota figure, and Klaus offered him another drink, alcohol.

"I'm only a high-ranking person, but I've never heard of you wearing that power to Casa and 'forcing' your hands. You don't have to do that, because there are other things... well, they may sometimes be called in terms of who you talk to."

"If I could, I wouldn't have wanted to hear it."

"As far as knowledge is concerned, you should put it down, right?

"... ok. Mr. Klaus, you are quite mean."

"Oh? Have you noticed by now?

"... ha"

Klaus laughs happily at Kota dropping her shoulders and shows her a soft grin as usual afterwards.

"Well, you won't have to worry that much. I don't have any grounds for that."

"Not at all comforting, though?

"I'm not comforted."

One smile at Kota, who looks resentful. Klaus takes his gaze off Kota and stares indoors. With such a surprised look on Klaus's face, Kota opened his mouth.

"... Mr. Klaus?

"Well...... now it's time to go, say hello"

"Say hello around... Huh?

"To the members of the Committee of Nine, right? No way, did you forget?

"Yes, no, I haven't forgotten! But the... Ku, too, Mr. Klaus?

"Once again, I'm also the general manager of the main building at Hotel Larchia. Isn't that a lot better than going alone, Mr. Coata?

Or don't you need my help? Hota shakes his head in a panic to Klaus, who inquires. Left and right, of course.

"Oh, thank you... but can I?

"I told you, didn't I? I wouldn't spare your help for a friend, I would."

I don't know how useful it is, but I shake my neck left and right again to Klaus, who laughs and shows it. It would be more credible to go with Klaus with the 'Hotel Larchia' sign than to go alone with Kota, who may be the bone of any horse. Above all.

"It's comforting."

This is it.

"That's above all. So... oh, you're in the right place."

Look, there, Kouta turned her gaze towards you, as she followed that finger of Klaus, who pointed.

"-!"

And breathtaking.

"... what do you say? I've disturbed the social world a few times, but I was surprised the first time I saw it."

Klaus' slightly teasing words were passed from right to left, and Kota was blinded by the sight in front of him and kept being taken away.

Emily was at the end of her gaze.

Dark hair, black dress as if it fits the appearance of black eyes. This chic dress is inferior to anyone else in this nightclub in terms of decoration, not as decorative as Erica or Sonia wears. It's a simple stand where black earrings attached to your brother-in-law are wobbly without any kind of accessory. Even when they say, 'This place is a funeral home,' it's a snortable, really simple outfit. 'Cause I'm telling you.

"" The Poor Round of Flowers in Notes-Filt ". These are two names at Miss Emily Notesfilt's nightclub. Whereas Master Erica prefers a behavioral outfit, Master Emili prefers a calm standing. Preferred... because dark hair and dark eyes are rare in the kingdom of Flame"

It releases an overwhelming presence, and nods unknowingly to Klaus, who so tightens. Amongst the people dressed in flashy ornaments, it is no exaggeration to say heterogeneous, Emili's standing was reflected in Kota's eyes with a certain quietness, like the paintings cut just there. No, probably not just Kota. By lining up next to Emily, it is as if to avoid inferiority, as if that's all Moses sea cracking and low population density.

"... I didn't realize when we met earlier"

"That guy's clothes blend in with those around him and flourish for the first time. No, of course she is beautiful to see it alone...... the name 'Beautiful Subordinate' is not Dada. You have a good idea of how the Lord will most flourish."

"Really."

Erica wearing today's blue dress. If you two line up with Erica, who is no better than Emily, that would be a picture. I think so, and keep staring at Emily, feeling a little sorry for not being able to see her.

"Huh?"

From Kota's mouth, words leak.

"... have you come"

One man leaped around Emili, who was less dense in people. And the ladies of the great aristocracy that dwell side by side with Emily, who hated to be inferior in their line. Poor fool, Emily circled her eyes as surprised by the sudden visit of a rare customer.

But the next moment.

"- Ah."

Emily smiled, happy.

It's not a loving laugh, a heartfelt laugh.

Did you feel better about that laugh, the man laughs happily, gently hugging Emily, kissing her left and right cheeks. I was just a little surprised by the trick, and hesitated only a little to the man who forced me to kiss him on his own cheek, dyed his cheek red, and looked around him two or three times, left and right, and.

- Emily, likewise, drops a kiss on a man's cheek.

"That's better, Aloise Becker, one of the" Committee of Nine. I'm the president of the Becker Trade and Commerce Association. In the record holder of the youngest member of the Committee of Twenty-nine or Nine for the year...... Mr. Coata? Are you listening?

I'm not listening.

"... Mr. Klaus"

"You haven't heard, I'm sure"

"Mr. Klaus!

"Yes, sir. What is it?

"... what about that one?

"So, Aloise -"

"Not so."

It feels like being scratched in the chest, and Kota's tone becomes stronger without knowing it. I wouldn't say this if I were Haota of all times - I have three cards: an absolver named Friend, an absolver named Power of Alcohol, and an absolver named 'Jealousy'. Even if it's never been a long relationship, Klaus, who knows the usual Kota and can imagine every Kota, rounds his eyes as if surprised, and then drops a bomb of words that stir Kota's agitation.

"Yesterday, you explained, didn't you? Emily said she had an obsession with you."

"Don't listen to me," and "It's nice to have such a rare Korta for occasions," this' word bomb 'with a little joke in it. Let's get this straight, this is Klaus bad. No, of course Klaus is not the only bad word, including a kind of' warnori 'as a friend. I can take that into account. I can.

"- Really?"

Klaus heard and should have known.

"Really... hey, hey! This, Mr. Coata? Where are you going?

- Hota's "liquor habit" is very bad.

……

As he walks, Kota takes the glass that is placed over the silver held by the maid. The aim is two people who still seem to have fun bickering.

"Dear………………"

"Ha ha... it's been a long time. How have you been? Emily?"

Eventually, the voice gradually gets closer. Two people talking fun and people staring at those two smiling. Kouta's chest is scratched by the fact that Sole, a painting that was quiet until earlier, now has a soothing atmosphere like a cheerful dinner party.

"... oh yeah! Emily, what do you say? Long time no see, why don't you dance?

"So, is it a dance? But I'll go ahead - hey, hey!

"It's good, it's good. Aren't you and Emily close? I wouldn't be mad if I stepped on your foot!

"So, but!

Around here, the limit.

- Excuse me.

Eventually, the distance goes to zero. Emili noticed Hota standing behind the man, leaving her confused face open and uttering words.

"Huh? Ah, oh! Kota! Kota! Kota! Hey, what?

Glass raised overhead. Still, from the difference in height between him and me, it's critical - it's best to list it on the head of a really critical man. That's kind of very regrettable.

"What's up, my sweet Emily? Speak up like that."

Eventually, the man looks back slowly. Emerald green eyes on golden hair glowing in the light of indoor lighting. Perhaps its terminal face, uncomfortable when it is said to be 'one of the Kingsguard knights', is of beauty that would flourish even if it were next to Emily Chengdu - a handsome man, to the entity. And that's what makes that fact stick.

- asexually, angry.

"I hate women."

So.

"Kota! Oh, please don't!

I guess what I tried to do, and Emily's voice of restraint sounds - but I didn't hear it. Slowly, lightly, but surely, reverse the top and bottom of the glass.

"- Is it Flame's fluency to force you to invite her to the dance?

Hota drank the liquid poured in line from his head to the colored man in front of him.