The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

of the Royal Castle of Larchia, in its intricate interlude, the deepest part of that building that you might like to call the 'Labyrinth'. Chris, who was taking a brush in that room, held back by the spiritual wall of history and tradition, politics and the guard, finally stopped the brush he was proceeding by raising his gaze from the paperwork at hand because the sound of the door had been knocked three times with Concon.

"Open it."

"... I'm home now, Your Highness"

The man who opened the door and came in gave a small thank you and took the liberty of lowering his hips to the reception set in front of Chris' desk, even though he wouldn't even be recommended as he walked indoors - sending his gaze to Chris' paperwork at hand.

"Is it work?

"What are you talking about? You can't ask me... you know what I mean? What did Lotte Ong say about" issuing notes "? He wants to do it, he wants to do it, he wants to do it, he wants to do it."

"Assuming the words of His Excellency the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Flame are 'wasted'?"

"Well, it's no use seeing it from this petitioner. Liz and Lotte Ong's" relationship "is not a well-known fact, and if I tell them I can cut the front and give them an opinion,"

"... I see. No one but His Royal Highness Chris, the man of the Westlian royal family?

"I don't want to tell you how much to expect from hostages... but to a certain extent, I'm going to come and say 'profit'. I can't get in much of a way. Well, that's ae. That's not ae..."

After saying so and sighing, Chris smiled and tilted his neck in a sturdy manner with a quiet beauty as if he were out of the grave.

"- Which one of you is it?

He said terrible things. There was no wind that cared otherwise for Chris' words like that, and the man in front of him drank up with a breath when he poured water from the water spill he had placed on his desk into the glass.

"I'm Edward Altner, the second son of the Marquis of Altner, who was offered the service of His Royal Highness Cristian Westria. I am a loyal minister to your side, four times your age, much more than when you first came to this Royal Castle of Larchia with a" hostage. "

"Do you call yourself" loyal "?

Your Highness seems to have forgotten about me.

"Cancer dictated by jokes, Ed. Thank you for your time. Do you want to drink some water? You want me to bring you some booze?

"No, please don't. Now that I'm back on the express carriage, I'm confident I'll be sure to get drunk when I get booze."

"What's an express carriage... Oh, is that you? Are you talking about that carriage that almost gets" transported "?

"Yeah. Honestly, you're exhausted."

"Even in the kingdom of Westria, the master of the prestigious aristocrat Altner family, who was told he would be in the ten fingers, came home in a freight-handling carriage, didn't he? Don't you cry?

"Because we are first-born heirs. My second son, I don't care if I take the express carriage or the snow country."

That's what I said. Pour the water from the water into the glass. Another sip. Point your gaze at Chris.

"Well, it's late, Your Highness. Edward Altner, as Your Highness commanded, we have completed our business trip to the Kingdom of Laurento and are now returning home."

"Mm, welcome home, Ed. Besides, I'm tired. I wonder what happened? Our 'Grandma Horse' is"

"His Royal Highness Marie, who refrained from entering Laurento, was just as naive as he always was when he lived in his native Western-"

"What's the real deal?

"- It was a grandma horse as usual. There has been an unofficial protest from among the guards of the Kingdom of Laurento. He said, 'We didn't welcome mountain monkeys as daughter-in-law'"

To Edward's words Chris laughed with his belly in his arms and continued the words with a pleasant smile after wiping tears in his eyes.

"Sarasu is Marie. Have you come with the mountain monkeys?"

"There are countless attempts to break a national treasure pot twice, flip a dish four times, climb the outer walls of the castle and escape. I also had the opportunity to speak with Laurent's minister... but it has been confirmed many times. 'I heard that Westerian women are chaste and discreet, but are you lying?' and"

"Well, Marie's not for Liz or Jessica's sister. And that's not Angelica's" daughter ". Well, that's a little different from a normal Westerian woman, isn't it?

"Still, I think so, too. In the first place, Angelica deviated significantly from the category of royalty."

"Right. Well, I was just talking to Mr. Boulder Angelica..."

With that said, Chris turns to Edward with a sincere look by pulling a smile from earlier. Edward, who sensibly perceived the change in his expression, also corrected his residence.

"We have succeeded in giving you His Royal Highness Christoph, Marie's counterpart."

"Mm-hmm. Thanks, Ed. He did it."

"Because it's not as difficult a job as it sounds. Your Highness Marie's … If you have the name that the nobility of your homeland has come to suppress' eclampsia ', it's easy to see for yourself."

"Right. As you can see, it's easy. Yeah, but Ed, you got what you wanted. What kind of human being is Christoph from your eyes?

"He seemed to be Laurentian and had an atmosphere that was pure and pure. As the spouse of Her Royal Highness Marie, no one will ever deserve this."

"On the surface, isn't it?

"I also met Prince Alexis."

"What's up?

"Typical bonbong, that's called 'idiotic'. My lord Marie's" evil deeds "couldn't get to my stomach much longer, because me and - and, Marie, I came cursing my lord Christoph in front of me. King Laurent, my face was cramped."

To Edward's words, Chris whistles in a funny way.

"... you make a fool of my brother's wife in front of my brother"

"'None is there!' All I'm saying is, that sounded fun and cursed. Go around and feel sorry for yourself."

"If you think about national power, don't you have time to fight and sell to us?

"Because that country also contains Alex the Emperor's 'blood'"

"The type that takes care of the blood muscles from a thousand years ago more than what is in front of you? Not far from doomed, if that's foresight. Well, it's easy. Yeah."

"Unfortunately, because His Highness Christoph is a 'real' king prince on a boulder. With such praise for my brother, he also responded politely to me, while forgiving His Highness Marie on top of that. Your Highness Marie."

"... yeah. Take that Marie, huh?"

"I am somewhat afraid to say this in front of His Highness... His Highness Marie is the one who sees people"

"It's not just that I like it or dislike it intensely."

"If so, it's still a matter of time. I was wondering if there was anything that you probably felt personalized about."

To Edward, who says so palely, Chris meditates and arms and thinks. Often waiting, Chris opened his mouth as he opened his eyes that were closed to Edward with his gaze fixed.

"... so? What's Ed's view?

I don't say 'of what'. Still, Ed, who has been dating Chris for a long time, understands the question accurately and mouths the findings.

"I have also complained a little from my side to His Majesty King Laurent, so I was wondering if I could consider the abolition of Prince Alexis as the established route"

You're the next king, my dear brother.

"It will be some better than an easy idiot to see. Because what we can do is we can easily do it around the King of Solvania and His Highness the Prime Minister of this country."

"The question is, what does Christoph 'to' come with,"

"As long as I worship him, I don't think he'll betray you easily."

"On what grounds?

"My lord Marie admitted it."

"... well, because that's the kind of 'connection' he takes care of. But that being said, aren't you the one who's going to be king of a country? Does it just work with feelings and brother-in-law?

"The idea is the other way around"

"Reverse?"

"It doesn't just work with love and brother-in-law. I can't move with love or brother-in-law alone."

"... oh, I see. You can't be on my side, but you can be my enemy."

"That's the thing. Isn't that enough?

"... Hmm"

That's what I said. Yeah, and one nod Chris finally puts a grin back on his face.

"... well, I guess if Ed says so. Will Christophe not be an ally or an enemy? Thank you very much."

"I think so"

"Yeah, that's enough for now. Thank you for your hard work, Ed."

To Chris with a sunny smile, just a little, just a little smile on Ed's face, which has so far spoken pale on the top of the Buddha. One way or another, I don't change my expression very much, Chris continued his words in a good mood after coming across a slightly surprised look at such a change in the look on my stomach that followed me from a very young age called Edward Altner.

"Bye! Ed, you haven't been home long! Let's drink till this morning!

"With all due respect, Your Highness. His Highness said, 'Let's drink till morning!' I don't remember being drunk until morning. Aren't you always falling drunk and crushed to some extent?"

"Ugh! I like the drinking atmosphere, but the booze is weak... Bye! Now, if you get tired on the way home from the express carriage, Ed, I think you're going to have an air battle!

"Nothing, I don't want to win or lose... it's tangled liquor in the first place, Your Highness."

"... tangled, me?

"That's it, already. Honestly, I'd like you to be a little more decent... but either way, I refuse today."

"... because it involves?

"I said tangled liquor, but you didn't say you didn't want to be tangled, did you? Not really... I have a little more work to do"

In front of Chris, who said so with a slightly boring look on his face, Edward took a single envelope out of his nostalgia.

"... the second son of the Altner family is a postman impersonator. I have a letter from Her Royal Highness Marie, because I have to go deliver it."

I shook the envelope and showed it to him.

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"Hey, Eric."

An old house in the city of Larchia. Eric's sight, which was rolling over the bed and glancing through the magazine, contained a figure of Lorna hissing the letter in hand.

"... about a knock, right?

"Yeah cancer, nothing. We're friends with Eric, right?

That said, one sigh instead of replying to Rhona, who even though she's not recommended, lowers her hips on her own to the chair in the room. Throw the magazine you were reading at the side table and Eric woke himself out of bed.

"What can I do for you? It's your day off - dude. You don't have that in the boulder, do you?

If you want to sit back on the chair, Eric exhales deeper than earlier into Rhona, who sends her gaze into the wind intrigued by the magazine she threw at the side table. That's okay, Lorna opens the magazine when she lifts the magazine on the side table.

"" Walking in the Continent of Orkena: Titanium Edition "......? What, this? You're a travel magazine?

"... I just happened to find it in the bookstore. That sounds kind of funny."

"Have a conversation, have a conversation! 'I hung up and realized that it was useless to say it anyway, Eric, in the form of answering Lorna's question. Yes, he speaks the words." Heh, "Lorna said, dropping her gaze on that magazine again.

"... you want to go on a trip or something, Eric?

"Oh...... right. Sometimes I thought it would be nice to travel."

……

"... what the fuck?

"No... I thought you had such a noble hobby"

"You're a really rude guy! Uh... well, no."

It just seems a little hard to say.

"... my sister Jesse."

"Yeah?"

"Sister Jessica... Princess Jessica was a princess, wasn't she? So here's the thing... well, I've been hanging out everywhere. You told me that story."

"... talk?

"'The building over there was so big!' Or 'The food over there was so delicious!' Or... 'Oh, you said in Solvania it's not even the sound of a cat. In the Kingdom of Larchia, it's' nya ', but in Solvania, I said' nya ', and the little ones laughed at me."

That's what I said, laughing funny.

"... Eric..."

"Me? Jesse, my sister taught me a lot of things. I've been told stories about different cities in different countries... but in the end, I thought I'd never seen or heard anything from my sister Jesse."

……

"Jesse, can you feed your sister? I thought I'd take a little trip and see."

To Eric, smiling uncontrollably, place the book in her hand on the side table as Lorna returns an ambiguous grin. Softly, as if dealing with a broken object, a treasure.

"... you know what? Well, I'm not looking forward to it. Come on, let's get this over with. Let's go on a trip. Expect about a souvenir, Eric?

I twist my neck curiously at Lorna's words like that.

"... souvenirs?

"... what? I can't even buy souvenirs. Are you telling me? Eric on the boulder, isn't that cold? I thought you meant Eric's master. I would have taught you to be gentle."

"If you're sweet, there's a remarkable amount of recognition between me and you..."

Take a breath.

"Is that it? Aren't you coming with me?

"............ what?

To understand Eric's words, for a moment. To react, already, for a few moments.

"Yes, with you? Wow, with me?

"That's right. Am I saying something that weird?

"Heh, I don't know if it's weird... what?

"Is it also some kind of next job? Like your plans are as stuck as assholes?

"Yes, no... that's... no, but"

"That's a good idea."

"... uh, yeah... yes, okay... is that it?

"Ugh! So where are we going? Titanium's good, but it's hard to throw away gambling in Parsena, right? The city by the sea said fish are also good..."

With that said, Eric is happy to head over to the bookshelf provided for the room. After staring stunnedly at the figure, Lorna smiled bitterly in a small sigh.

"... Eric. I'll take care of the journey later. I have more work to do than that."

"Things to do?

Eric, who was turning his back on Lorna, looks back in surprise. Waiting for such Eric's actions to end, Lorna took a single letter out of her pocket.

"It's a letter from the princess. Eric, isn't it time?