The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

The time I was stopped by Adolf's words. It was Fernando's screaming that broke that time of silence.

"Hey, what are you joking about, Adolph! Knock, abstain? Abstaining! Of this sacred Committee of Nine, I 'abstain' from voting on it, so! You fool the nine-member committee, Wangdu Commercial Federation!

Up, Fernando recruiting in a hasty voice. A small sigh to the word, Adolph inherited the word.

"In our Hotel Larchia, we make sure that all the important matters involved in the backbone of management are decided after consulting the management meeting. You know that, don't you? It's called" Udo "in the example."

"Uh-huh, but! Still..."

"As Lord Fernando said earlier, the 'pride' of the Wang Metropolitan Commercial Federation hangs on this proposal. Our Hotel Larchia has been a royal lodging for over two hundred years, and we care about this gold sign as much as the Federation of Commerce. If we're talking about" pride, "I can't make decisions on my own."

"So, isn't it good to disagree! If you disagree, the Wangdu Commercial Federation can continue to issue currency, as it has done so far! So, isn't pride protected!

"I have trouble with you making a mistake. I'm not talking about 'protecting' pride. We're talking about 'how to handle' that pride. And I'm talking about the fact that I can't express that will on my own. I shall, then, 'abstain' on this proposal. My Hotel Larchia is committed to the decision of the Committee of Nine. Protect your pride, lose it, or make that decision."

That's what Adolf said. When he cut his gaze off from Fernando, he pointed that gaze at Aloys. 'Hmm?' Adolph continued his words, changing his earlier flattering face to a form of bitter laughter on that slightly more tearful look.

"That's the thing, Chancellor. My Hotel Larchia abstains from voting. That brings me to four in favour, four against and one abstention. Well... what do we do?

Small shoulders and sighs at the words. Alois shook his head to the left and right in the wind, telling him to do it.

"The Wang Du Commercial Federation is a prestigious guild with a millennial history since Saint Yumeria of Commerce. It won't be a thousand years since the nine-member committee system itself... well, it's still supposed to be a historic committee, but you don't know it was the same number in the oligarchy."

"Naturally! Our Commercial Federation has in the past resolved numerous proposals by a pure majority! You know what I mean, Aloise! This is not the same system that the aristocrats decide for their own convenience! The decision of the Committee of Nine is a formal decision of the Wangdu Commercial Federation, and all the chambers of commerce belonging to the Wangdu Commercial Federation will divide their rights and duties, such a system! Winning or losing left no resentment, and it was always the best system to entrust it to the opinion of the majority! That's... I've never even heard of it!

Waving gently as she showed her barking Fernando a slightly fed up face, Aloyce continued her words.

"You're right. I also belong to the Committee of Nine. Here, I am not saying that everything came through my own opinion. Still, I'm not even going to complain. That would be Lord Fernando, wouldn't it?

"Naturally! If it's a project you really want to get through, root it out! More than I lost with that, that's just due to my incapacity! Other than grudges!

"Exactly. The resolution of the Committee of Nine is absolute, but it does not prohibit prior negotiations. It's the nine-member committee that's finished before it even started."

That's one sigh to say.

"Agreed, the opposite is an equal number. And in the same number of cases, the Committee of Nine stipulates that the power to decide on that resolution is entrusted to the Prime Minister. No, Lord Wrights?

Rites, who was told the story, sounded and showed in the back of his throat as funny-looking.

"Hiccup. Right. Indeed, Aloys is right, if there is an equal number of votes in favour and against, the decision on that proposal is left to the Chancellor. That is absolutely immutable logic, as decided by Saint Yumeria of Commerce. Well, especially? There have been no such cases in the past?

"... Lord Wrights. What did you mean by that?

"It's just a feeling, don't get me wrong, Alois. I'm not going to admit it because it hasn't happened in the past. Rules are rules. So, Lotte...... no, Your Highness the Chancellor? It's up to you to make up your mind."

That's what I said, palms up and lights pointing at Lotte. To that appearance, Fernando barked again.

"Lord Wrights! Oh, that's... I can't admit that!

"Ho! Not to mention being admitted or not. So, Fernando? Are you presenting a proposal to the effect that your Lord opposes the Prime Minister's resolution? I'm telling you, I don't think Non agrees with that, do I?

"So, but...... bye!

"I have no choice, Fernando. Didn't you say so yourself earlier?" It's just due to my own incapacity, "he said? We didn't just lose the roots. Come on, then, Lotte? Conclude now."

Lights prompted Lotte to smile small.

"- So can I have it back? the right to issue currency."

- Currency issuance rights to the Wangdu Commercial Federation, encumbered by Saint Yumeria of Commerce.

The authority was returned at this moment to the royal palace and kingdom.

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"... in the end"

"Yes?"

Kota opened his mouth at the headquarters of the Wangdu Commercial Federation, where he pushed the door open at its entrance.

"After all, Mr. Lotte did what he thought, did you mean?

"That's not why."

Rather than say just a little - Lotte carried on the words with her shoulders in the gaze of Kota, who was likely to grudge.

"There are some aspects of Hotel Larchia that did say that. I told you, didn't I? If it's the same number, the vote will be a Prime Minister's resolution."

"... right. I think they did say that."

Lotte did say that the first time I was told this story. 'It was established in the presence of at least two-thirds of the' members' with voting rights, and the resolution matters were voted on by a full majority. Only in the same number of cases can it be adopted in the name of a 'Prime Minister's Resolution'. Even Hota did hear that story, and if you say it, it's bad to forget about it. I'm sorry.

"... I wish you could tell me"

This is it. I was kind of flabbergasted with my palms - a little angry for Kota, and this is why I have these "jitsu eyes". Lotte responded to such Hota's gaze by smiling bitterly.

"To be honest, there are some places where it was some sort of 'bet' on whether or not it would really succeed."

"Bet, is it?

"Yeah. I'm not questioning Lord Matsuyoshi for anything... Becker and Roat, I didn't talk about these two chambers of commerce. So do you really agree with me... there are places where I couldn't read it"

"Didn't you have any credit, did I?

You said, "I don't doubt it." It wasn't... purely because there was a chance that the opposition would come up with a more 'profitable' proposition on that occasion. "

……

"And that can also be said to Ritz. I'll negotiate and say this... because Ritz will always' fall 'if he presents a benefit. Anyway, Lord Fernando said something around Lord Wrights on that occasion, and it was possible that he flipped."

"It's... it's just a long way to go, isn't it?

"I won't deny it. This is the first time I have participated in a meeting of the Committee of Nine, too, so I thought maybe we needed to deal with it on the occasion. Then you know it's better not to dare explain to Lord Matsuyo, right?

"Because adrift is easier to do alone than two, is it?

"You and I can't really say we're breathing together."

That's what Lotte laughs at strangely.

"More importantly, it would have been nice if you had first adopted a vote from 'yes'. Well, normally I thought we would vote in favor, in the opposite order... because if this were to be voted from the opposite, we would know the opposite 'IV' first"

"... oh, I see. Then you'll try to cut it off on the spot, huh?

"That's the thing. I don't think I need to dare cut it off any more than I saw in favor of 'four' earlier. It's more about offering you something in return than cutting you apart. If you win, you have to give them a share."

……

"Well, I was really 'lucky' this time. I'm basically an atheist... because I wanted to pray to God"

"Mr. Lotte's God has a growing tail and horns, doesn't he?

Saying so, Kota clasped his shoulders and sighed one. Then he turned his surprise eyes to Lotte.

"But... you don't sound like Mr. Lotte, do you?

"What is it?

"It's better than luck at the end. A little more, I thought you'd be properly rooted for?

"As much as I can tell, I don't know anything about you."

In contrast to Kota, he snarls at the back of his throat and Lotte takes Kota's word for it.

"No matter how 'perfect' you think you are, the last place is' luck '. Even I have things that don't go as planned. This time it really wasn't weird to roll either way until the last moment"

"... is that okay, so?

"What, this is not the end of the nine-member committee. If not this time, a little more next time... yes, it would be a good story to 'drop' and rematch around Lord Syria. I couldn't make it this time because I was on an outer voyage, but it seems to be on land for the time being."

Kota, I can't block my empty mouth on Lotte, who says and shows me that in a floating way. After opening and closing his mouth twice or three times, he frowned like he was in trouble.

"... Didn't you need me?

"No way. I can tell you this because Lord Matsuyoshi asked me to talk to the Beckers and the Rotes and these two houses. I couldn't have done it without it."

"Really?

If it's kind of Lotte, I'm going to do it on my own. To Kota, who turned such an eye, Lotte now smiled bitterly and waved patsy.

"That's not true. This is definitely, Lord Matsuyo - and, yeah. It's the power of Lord Erica and Miss Emili's Rondo de Terra."

"... Yes"

"As originally promised, the issuing office for the banknotes will be established in the territory of Rondo de Terra. We need a lot of personnel, and that will moisturize the Chamber of Commerce that is coming to Terra. You can go around and get into Terra's nostalgia."

If you ask me, it's like a state-run manufacturing plant coming to the country. With more people, the town will be enlivened, and we can expect further chambers of commerce to enter.

"Regards"

"I've been entrusted. Well, then, Lord Matsuyoshi? It's time to get around here."

On the right, Erica and the others, the room given to Terra's face, and on the left, Lotte and Hota, plugged into the T-shaped road within the royal castle that leads to Lotte's office, stop there. Kota showed Lotte, smiling and pointing in the right direction, a slightly tired, still satisfied grin.

"... right. I'm sure Erica will be waiting for you with a long neck...... excuse me around here today"

"Yeah, that's how you give it to me. We will ask you again later for more information on the manufacture and issuance of banknotes."

"Right. If that's what you want."

"Yes, then, Lord Matsuyo, if you'll excuse me."

Kota also bows her head in a hurry to Lotte, who carefully breaks her hips. After a while, Kota, who raised his head, proceeded down the corridor, and eventually became invisible.

".................. Phew"

Small, really small. Lotte exhales. He stared at the sweat that twitched and seeped in his palm, carefully wiping the sweat off his palm with a handkerchief removed from his jacket's pocket.

"... I used to think I could stand around a little more ingeniously."

One bitter laugh.

"... that's something I don't want to get old for."

Carefully folding the wiped handkerchief so as not to wrinkle, Lotte turned her gaze in the left direction to take the handkerchief straight to her own office when she handkerchiefed her pocket.

……

……

"... Hey, Carl. Why are you in a place like this?

'I saw things I shouldn't have seen!' I just said 'face - correction,' I saw something funny! 'I just saw Carl with a glittering glance.

"No... I saw something."

"... you think it's a good thing?

Lotte, the face. Carl 'made it' with his mouth on such a lotte and a frustrating face.

"... don't look disgusting"

"No? You're quite a narcissist than I think you are - thinking?

"... that you're a narcissist?

"'Cause you do, don't you?" Hmm... am I old too "is a little too much to see you in theater, isn't it? What the fuck? What kind of hero are you? Look in your face again, in the mirror, okay?' Cause there's an old lady in there."

"I don't want you to tell me. Old people don't look alike. - Hey! Let go!"

Carl turning his arm around Lotte's neck to say. Carl laughed two cups at Lotte, who looked disgusted in the heart.

"Hey, Lotte! It's been a while since we've had a drink!

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"Are you drinking, Lotte?

"Drinking - oh, already! Don't nibble on the table!

A street in the back of a bottle of East Street, commonly known as "Back Street". Lotte and Carl sat across the table from each other at that tavern filled with the smell of the dark makeup of a playwoman, who would have flown from the liquor and food, and from the neighborhood whorehouse, overlapping the cup.

"... at all. Why should I drink across the street from you?"

"Don't tell me you can't get along, Lotte. It's me and you!

"Nothing but rotten edges!

A sudden invitation to drink from Carl, but Lotte initially said no. I saw the reasons for the accumulation of work and the production of materials for tomorrow's meeting side-by-side, but the main reason may be 'why you have to drink across the street with such a jittery'. The position is different, although it is a rather terrible rhetoric to our comrades who have fought together in the ambush temple called 'Royal Castle' since they were young, 'when I say such cold things, I will circulate rumors tomorrow that' Lotte Baumgarden is a narcissist immersed in joy within the royal castle '!' Carl is also Carl, who took him out forcefully using a threatening complaint. They're like each other, these two.

"... but no way with 'this' store"

"Hmm? Okay, sometimes. You're a tough dinner party, too. Why, you're not drinking like you used to, are you? Remember when I was younger. You've been here a lot, haven't you?

"With that said, I think I was just being taken around by you back then... well, yeah. I didn't think this store was still there. Are you coming good?

"No way. That being said, I have a position too. You've been here... twenty years? It's been thirty years? I didn't think this shop was still here, neither did I."

"... who you say you are... as always, it's just a hit, isn't it? Not growing at all."

"Fair enough! Like you, I don't say things like 'I'm old too...'!

"... we're going home?

"Oh, you're lying! Holle, drink!

"Hey, two liquors! 'and Karl vacating all the liquor left in the glass while ordering. Later, Lotte also dried the glass as she sighed at the bear man in front of her, urging her with only her gaze.

"... it's not the place for the Chancellor and the Kingsguard."

"That's right. But as for Carl and Lotte's place to come, it's so-so good, right?

Simultaneously with Carl's words, 'How's the city!' Two glasses were placed on the table with the word '. Without answering Carl's question, Lotte takes one of them and swallows the contents. Karl opened his mouth looking funny at the trick.

"... when you drink in silence, it's time for affirmation, right?

"... it's not funny when the corrupt edge gets here."

"Are you going to be deluded, that?

"I'm stunned by deception and beauty."

That's what I said, another bite. After moistening his throat much longer, Lotte quietly put the glass back on the table.

"... drinking with you reminds me a little of the old days."

"... back in the day?

"Lord Matsuyoshi and Erica, and Miss Emili and... like Theon, Her Highness Sonia and the Lady of Larchia. I used to work for" Cancer. "It was kind of dazzling just a little bit."

"... you're not working now, are you?

"Don't be with you. We're always busy here. I'm busy... but you are. Don't think your movements have been 'dull' for a long time. The rotation of the head, the action, everything. Once upon a time I could stand around more skilfully, once upon a time I would have to cross this line... a series of regrets."

"... do you? I don't think so, Ked... I mean, if you were 'dull', all the people in the King's Palace would be dull?

"Ah, they're brilliant. Excellent... but you do. I still have enough experience. Yes, but they have the youth to make it up to them."

That said, carefully wipe the edge of the glass with a napkin on the table. Carl, who had seen him like that, raised his voice as if he had noticed something.

"Lotte, are you kidding me... yes, retirement or something...?

……

"Oh, hey! You're serious!

"... No, I can't retire yet. I've got things to do."

That said, I drink up the leftover liquor all in one breath. Humph snorted at Carl, who leaked a slight sigh of relief into Lotte's words, and Lotte floated her hips off the chair.

"Lotte? What's up? The bathroom?"

"Go home, fool. I told you it was early tomorrow."

"Heh? Did you say that?

"I just said"

"Hey!"

"Anyway, excuse me for this because I still have work to do tomorrow. Oh, yeah. I asked you out today. It's your luxury, isn't it?

"Hey, Ro, Lotte! Okay! I'm going home, too! I'm going home. Wait a minute!

"If you feel like it. He's going first."

Ignoring the protests heard from the rear, Lotte moves on to the entrance to the tavern. The sloth nodded behind the clerk's prolonged voice, 'Thank you ~', which Tsure paid, and Lotte let himself out the door. I hear winter footsteps, I shake my body small and blurry in the clear air that sting me, and I look up uncomfortable with what is slightly bright to say it is night.

"... I see. Full moon."

of the starry sky in full heaven, his gaze is unwittingly snatched by the jade ringing moon floating in its center. Shut up and Lotte kept looking up at the night sky, not so bad, as if there was such a sentimental feeling in herself.

……

Because it's such a beautiful, full moon.

Because you drank so much alcohol?

Or because I haven't talked to an old friend in a long time?

"Hey, Lotte?

For some reason, I thought I heard voices.

……

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

"... right"

"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!

"... right. That's what I do."

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

"... Soon... Soon"

'Promise!

"... I'll protect you. 'Cause it's a promise. I'm sure it'll be a good country.' You 'wanted it, make it a happy country and show it. So look at you, too. I'm sure you'll be happy too. Hey, Anne."

"- I'm sorry, but I won't let you keep that 'promise'"

What sounded unexpected was a small voice.

"- - Shit!?

Then, below your back, dull pain. Go on, hot, hot sensations strike.

"... I don't have any grudges, I don't mean it like this, because it's my job... I know there's a lot to be said at times like this"

Zak, Zak, and, over and over again, the pain running on my back.

Stick it, pull it out, stick it, pull it out, stick it again, pull it out again.

As if it were one machine, its operation is repeated precisely and unbeatably. Little by little, the senses become paralyzed, and yet Lotte reaches out to hold down the 'sole' that keeps her moving.

- Sister Jesse, did you take revenge?

That voice at the end of the day, he kicks me in the back as much as he wants. The foot, which was not stomped, could not take the shock from behind, and Lotte threw the five bodies straight to the ground. Trying to at least just look at him as a bad guy, trying to get up somehow - slipping his legs and hands into a blood pond made of flowing from his own back and falling again. Strongly punched his forehead.

"... haha"

Still, somehow.

"... I see, I see. 'Revenge' or..."

Still manages to stick around trying to get up.

"... if it's a vendetta, we haven't discussed it yet, have we? I'm still alive. I can't die yet. I still have some left to do. I... Me - Shh!? Gaha!"

A mass of blood is thrown out of your mouth to block words. Now they take my foot off it and fall again. Now I never managed to punch my forehead, but instead I fell off my elbow. I can understand that it would have been broken by the sound of dull pain and dry 'paki'.

"... hey, Lotte ~? What? Did he really go home? Damn, you're a worthless friend, aren't you?

Carl's voice reaches Lotte's ear. What, it's not worth a friend, waiting for you to do it, trying to speak it out, fail. Only the sound of the plundered 'Hiu, Hiu' leaked out of Lotte's mouth.

"... hmm? What? Was it a fight, too? Do you smell blood? Kun Kun......"

You're a dog! And you just stick it in your heart. Later, the breath of relief leaks. Good. You noticed, he said.

"-!? Ro, lotte! Oh, hey! What's the matter, you! Hey, hold on!

Carl finally realizes and rushes to Lotte. Unexpectedly, Lotte frowned on Lotte's shoulder and his trick, which rocked him up and down.

"- - Yura... ba..."

"Don't shake, fool," he said, realizing that he couldn't speak to his voice - at the same time Lotte let go of consciousness.