The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

Erica's private room reserved within the Royal Castle of Larchia. Beds and chairs, one desk at a time in the center and between the walls of the room, and that room with paintings decorated to the extent of brother-in-law, are now the headquarters for combating the East Street fire. Since Erica's visit, three people sat at the table, Erica, Kota, and Ayano, where only tea and confectionery had ever been placed, so that now the documents describing the narrow location and the maps and demographic trends were arranged in a narrow location.

"... I'll send a guard to East Street. As things stand, I couldn't help but turn to the guards on Holy King's Street... but security often gets worse in times of disaster. I think we have to do something because Holy King Street is going to be so thin..."

What do you say? and Erica twisting her neck. Ayano and Haota looked each other in the eye at the appearance, and nodded at Haota, who offered her hand all the time saying, 'Go ahead,' and Ayano opened his mouth.

"Uh, Larchia's... population, you know? I mean, how many people live in Larchia?"

"Emily?"

"We can't get an accurate picture of the population… Taking St. King's Street as an example, it's roughly divided into ten districts, and the ten districts are divided into ten districts."

"So there are hundreds of town hall meetings across Holy King Street. So?"

"I don't know what that 'town hall' means...... right, it's divided into hundreds of units. There are differences along the road, or along the back streets, but on average there are roughly five hundred to a thousand people living in a single district. Average, but there's a lot of difference..."

"I can't help but have a ledger. Take it inside. You think there's seven hundred and fifty of them? It's a rough calculation, but 75,000 for 750 people and 300,000 for four big streets."

That said, Ayano turns his gaze to Kota.

"Kota, when you were in high school, was it world history?

"The center received it in modern society. But well, I don't hate games like that."

Understanding what Ayano is trying to say, Kota continues his words.

"Paris is the largest population in medieval Europe...... London? Well, it's around there, right? Between the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries, between 300,000 and 500,000? Isn't that a reasonable line?

"I can't say it all because there's a transition, but yeah. This city has good hygiene and maybe more. I hear the town of Oedo 808 was a million people's city. Well, I don't know exactly how big the city is either... well, assuming it's four hundred thousand people. Emily, how long were you originally a East Street stuffed guard?

"The quorum for guards on each street, not just East Avenue, is set at two hundred. We have several people in the royal castle, in hindsight, and later at the gates of passage to Larchia, but in those total numbers, are there two hundred or so places?

"In all, about a thousand people, one against four hundred people? Oh, excellent."

"Really, Master Ayano?

"It was about one in every five hundred people in the world where I and Hota lived. There are a few more capitals... but I think that's enough numbers."

That's what I said. Ayano nodding. In that appearance, Kota gave him a slightly unexpected look.

"Do you remember the population ratio?

"A few of Semi's friends and seniors have been there, and the police. Because I used to be stupid." Not enough police officers! 'Cause when I said I should stop catching rats and stuff, he looked sinister. "

"... I kind of hide my malice. Did you get caught?

"It's just a general theory. I'm sure there's more work to be done than rot."

That's what I said, I cut my gaze off from Kota, and now I turn that gaze to Erica.

"Why? What's the intent of the question?

"I just found out, so I can't do it anymore. After all, you have to turn some personnel toward the city. Even if we can turn the guards behind us, we're not going to turn the gatekeepers... after all, we're going to have to ask the Kingsguards to guard the city."

"How many Kingsguards in the Royal Castle?

"About two hundred now? Maybe if we call it in, we'll get together a little bit more... but they're splitting up a lot of troops on the West Side, so maybe it's about a hundred more people after we get together? Just..."

"Can you turn the Kingsguard?

"Oh, I said, because Kingsguard is a gathering of noble children and pride is high." Can we guard the city? "It's not funny if you get an opinion."

"Ugh. It's troubling. But, well, what if we activate power? You said it, I'll take full responsibility! What?"

With that said, Erica glances at Ayano with a niggardly laugh.

"... hey ayano? Could you be fooling around?

After such Erica's gaze, Ayano slowly glanced over her shoulder and showed her.

"I respect you, don't I?

"............ to?

"The precedent is a thing to make! I think you're right, but that's why it's scary to set a precedent. Besides, can't you tell me inside that you're taking full responsibility? I think you, as royalty, have rightly shown the vessel as one who stands above men. It may be a lot of problematic behavior in the legal system, but personally, it's not stingy to honor your vessel."

"Oh, uh... oh, uh..."

I don't know if I'm being fooled, but I almost let go of my praise. Erica dyes her cheeks red to this woman's opinion of 'Fighting Friends', one way or another.

"Oh, the... oh, there's..."

"Well, I wish I could have turned to a specific area, even part of the size of that vessel - I suppose."

"- Ugh, ayano! You!"

The look on Erica's face only loosens slightly as she sighs at Ayano, who smiles and shows. Without knowing it, I am concerned about myself, and while I am grateful that it was solved in this conversation with Ayano, I often say, "Ayano! 'and send a chillary gaze to Kota, who would pay attention.

"... hey"

"Later? Neither do you, Kota? I wish I could have turned to my chest."

"What kind of wreck, that is. Well, the sense of balance around you... I mean, I think the way people read their complexion is awesome, huh? Take some more moderate ways."

"Isn't the way you read complexion too bad?

"I'm complimenting you, even this"

"No, I don't know!

Once again, Erica loosens her cheeks, remembering the atmosphere that still kind of calms her down while she 'mumbles' inside to see the two of us screw each other over for saying that. Ayano, who soothes the place, and Kota, who knows it well.

"... you don't have to be distracted like that, Master Erica"

"... Emily"

"Master Ayano and Mr. Kota are here. I'm sure I'll go clever."

And that's how it turns me around, Emily.

Softly lay her right hand over Emily's hand resting on her shoulder, and when I had a 'buddy', where she warmed up the back of her chest.

"Erica's lady!

Burn and the door opened, without even a knock. For a moment, Erica welcomed the visitor by laughing yaka as she circled her eyes at the big man who breathed with her shoulders.

"... Carl Lausan, Commander of the Kingsguard Knights. I've been waiting for you."

Take a seat, pick the edge of your skirt properly and thank you. After opening his mouth like a pocan to such an Erica figure, Carl also hurries to break his knee and take a thank you to his subordinate.

"- Excuse me, Your Highness Erica Orenfeld van Flame. Carl Lausan, Commander of the Kingsguard Knights, obey His Highness's orders."

"Keep your head up, Lord Carl...... Carl. Let's go as usual, shall we?

It's hard to talk until you're in awe. To Erica, who thought so, it was a hard word to return.

"No... I was the one who invited His Excellency Lotte, the Chancellor, along the back street and took that life. It is the existence of any punishment."

"It's not your fault. In the first place, Lotte, you've been hanging out on the back street a lot, haven't you? Then there's a good chance he could have lost his life at some point, even if it wasn't that day. It just so happens that's when you asked me out. It's not you, it's Lotte's life."

That said, put your hands gently on Carl's shoulder.

"... and it's hard with you, isn't it? Not my best friends, you guys."

"... I haven't had a 'best friend' or a snag in this year. He's a bad friend, a war buddy... a place of corruption."

That's what Carl says. He gives you a gaze.

"... Marshall just told me. Lady says you're in command?

"Yeah, on my own, but"

"No, I'm not on my own. Actually, there's a will I keep from Lotte."

"... 'Will'?

"Oh."

Show me one, nod.

"-" If anything happens to Your Majesty, use Erica Orenfeld van Flame as Regent and Karl Lausan as the Guardian Commander of Kingsguard for this ""

"... Huh?

"Better than this, my lady Erica...... My Lord Regent Erica Orenfeld van Flame, I worship you as Lord and submit you to His Excellency the Regent's life"

That said, I'll bow my head again and take my subordinate thanks, Carl. For a moment, Erica took over the words like she was in a panic.

"Hey, hey!? Rotte's will?

"Writing isn't in form, though. He was telling me verbally."

"I've never heard of that!

"I guess so. Your Majesty knows. Your Majesty, because Lotte didn't try hard to hear about 'When He Died'."

"Well, that's... but..."

Carl and Lotte are also famous in the royal castle. Whatever the difference between nobility and civilians, martial officers and civilians, both wheels continued to assist each other in national politics. If it's Carl like that, it's certainly not funny that Lotte is entrusting him with a will.

"Oh, the... ho, is that true?

Afraid, Carl has a big chest to ask Erica.

"- You've decided to lie, that's not true."

Erica stumbled. Looking at Erica like that funny, Carl goes on to say the words.

"It's that lotte, isn't it? When I died... well, I guess I didn't think about it, but do you still think I'd leave the importance of the nation after that verbally? That's for me, too. On the contrary, I don't think so."

"Or, Carl! You have a good joke and a bad joke!

"I know. But didn't you think, miss?" For once, Lotte may have left a will for Carl, "he said.

"Oh, that's..."

That's right. Sure, I thought.

"I am the Knight Commander of the Kingsguard and the head of the royal Marquis of Lausanne. Besides, Lotte and... well, now I'm also proud that we would have been best friends of the living. There will be status, honor, and the trust of the late Lotte. How many humans can cut the front and question it?

"... yes,"

"Positions are a big difference. Even I, Lotte, have all been crying by the title... and I've been saved before. So it's definitely better to be in a position called 'Regent'. Your Majesty gave me a mandate, and I'm not the only one weak."

Not to say that status creates people, but it is often said that status increases the voice. As Carl said, there are certainly easier things to do in the position of 'Regent'. Though.

"... but then Carl..."

In the end, that would make Carl throw up a 'lie'. And that would make Carl worse off. To that fact, Carl strokes Erica's head, who looks up and down two or three times as hesitantly.

"Bacca, you. Push all the blame on Erica's lady, see? I don't know what Lotte's gonna say in the afterlife."

"... but"

"I don't mind. What about this? I'm taking responsibility from the old."

Erica bows her head in gratitude to Carl for saying that and laughing a little bit like it stinks. I turned my face bright red and Carl waved his shiny hand to show if it smelled too bright.

"That's why it's good. This is also a sin. So, Your Highness? You're protecting Larchia, aren't you? We the Kingsguard will take that. So we can split the guards as far as we can into the East Street fire, okay?

"... good?

"Of course. Your Highness the Regent says... and"

East Street is a place of 'memories'.

"I'm sorry I burned out and lost it."

……

"Erica's lady?

"... hey, Carl?

"Am I? What's up?

"The... 'East Street' is something special, too?

"... what do you mean, it?

"Master Angelica used to say that too." East Street has good memories... and bad memories. So, love it! It's a memorable place to take Carl, isn't it? I've heard that Lotte was also on East Street, and I wonder if there's anything like the heads of the Flame Kingdom going out... "

In such Erica's words, Carl smiles with a smile that is neither bitter nor smiling.

"... well. Angelica said she loved East Street."

"Yeah? Yeah... but what's up?

"Nothing. Just for a moment, I just felt saved."

"I don't know what that means..."

"Well, what? Around the corner, this is the chance Master Angelica gave me, Erica's lady. Be honest without being too mean, okay?

"What? Mean?

Erica puts a question mark on her head. Staring funny at the appearance, Carl turns his gaze to Kota.

"... let's just oto this Park Min-Jen? You're gonna regret this, aren't you?

Time stopped, for a moment.

"It's a cow, Carl!

It didn't take a lot of time for Erica to get back like a lousy disc jockey by making her face 'bong' bright red.

"Hahaha! Well, that's the thing."

"What the hell! I don't know what that means!?

"Erica's daughter is a happy person. How dare you? I'll take care of the Kingsguard. Yeah... right. Hey, Emily's lady."

Remaining tempered, he cuts his gaze from Erica, whose face turned bright red, and Carl turns that eye to Emily.

"Me, sir?

"Yes, yes. You know, you used to calculate fine numbers in Terra, right? So you're good at paperwork and stuff, huh? I need a little help."

"Help, would you like to sit in?

"I want him to have a 'calm third party perspective'. I have to leave a few over here, too. There must be a work assessment, but that's because it's very pattern-oriented. I understand the unsuitability of the Kingsguards in this castle, so you can help me proportionately."

"That... that's not stingy, but I don't know the exact power of the Kingsguards. I can understand splitting it into two parts, but there is a bias in the boulder..."

"We'll be fine around there. It's pretty much in my head."

"So don't you need me?

"It's me. I don't like fine paperwork like that. I'm good at pushing handkerchiefs. You can let the Kingsguards, but it would be a bit of a corner for Moro to know what my ratings, the captain of the regiment, are, right?

"... Dear Erica?

Emily looks at Erica like she peeps. To such a gaze, Erica nodded and showed with her cheeks dyed red.

"... Fine. I'll do this one over here, so Emily can help Carl up."

"Okay. So, my lord, which way?

"There's a roster in the Kingsguard's jar, so let's do it at the jar."

"Yes, then, Master Erica, if you'll excuse me."

Erica waves to Emily, who says so and breaks her hips. As Emily and Carl left the room, there was a shadow jumping indoors in the wrong place.

"Dear Erica!

"... Sonia?

Like Carl, the shadow still popped in as he breathed on his shoulder - Sonia, when she breathed, picked the edge of her skirt and showed it as a token of grace.

"- His Highness Erica Orenfeld van Flame. On behalf of the Kingdom of Solvania, I extend my sincere sympathy to His Excellency Prime Minister Lotte Baumgarden on his passing."

"... care, it hurts. His Royal Highness Sonia Solvania"

"This time I have been delegated full powers by the King of the Kingdom of Solvania, Carlos Solvania. Carlos has given us his sincere condolences for the national disaster of the Kingdom of Flame, and to spare no help for the peace of the kingdom of Flame, the ally of our continent of Orkena. Dear Erica, if there is anything you can do in my Kingdom of Solvania, please tell me what it is. We'll deal with it whenever possible."

Erica was happy to loosen her cheeks to Sonia's words.

"Yes..."

Talk that far, Erica cuts the words. Because I felt indescribable discomfort in Sonia's words.

"... wait? Carlos I delegated you full powers? Lotte's gone, today? Why is that news reaching Solvania?

The distance between Solvania and Larchia takes thirteen days by high-speed carriage. There is no reason for information to be communicated so quickly on the continent of Orkena, where there is no telephone or Internet. Sonia slipped away from her gaze at Erica, who raised such a question.

"The information that His Excellency Lotte was attacked by a thug is already running all over Larchia. Naturally, the Larchia branch of our Solvanian Foreign Office is also grasping that information, so we are delivering a report to our country as soon as possible. I'm sorry to bother you..."

"Never mind. I do that everywhere."

One of the embassy's tasks is to gather information locally. It's not normal for Sonia to apologize.

"The...... fast carriage takes thirteen days, but if you are a fast horse owned in the Kingdom of Solvania, you can shorten your time a little more. In case of any emergency, if it is a horse reared in the Larchia branch of the Solvanian Foreign Office"

Erica nods small at Sonia's words like that. Originally, high-speed carriages are a means for travel. It takes a certain amount of time because both the horse to pull and the person riding it need a break. There is no need to spend thirteen days between Solvania and Larchia just to communicate information. I don't have to.

"... and it's not too soon?

Even if you didn't take any breaks, it would take you exactly half, seven days each way. In fact, we have not yet received a reply from the Commissioner of Police while travelling to Solvania. To Erica's surprise, Sonia sighed heavily, slowly returning to Erica with an awkwardly deviant gaze.

"... Dear Erica, it does take thirteen days for Larchia and Solvania"

But... what if it was Larchia and 'Terra'? and.

"... what? So, Terra? Why is Terra coming out?

"The distance between Larchia and Terra is three days. Plus, the distance is close, so you can manage without running all day and night."

Saying, Sonia grips a pull and a trembling fist.

"............... Well, I will leave you alone this time. I thought," Maybe. "I kept in touch with the Foreign Office, but I didn't know you were still in trouble at Maria's place with that stupid father, Terra... no, it was good, right? Because we were able to exchange information so quickly. Good thing..."

To Sonia's words, Erica, Pocan. Then slowly turn your gaze to Ayano.

"... uh... eh?

"... yeah. I did meet His Majesty Carlos I the other day when I went to Terra... but he was still in Terra."

"... what are you doing here, His Majesty Carlos I?

"... I thought you were here to see my daughter."

Erica also has no words to give back to Ayano, who gives him an indescribable 'nothing' look. Erica gave up thinking about the unspeakable situation where the head of state of another country was visiting her territory in her absence. I can't help thinking about it.

"... well, fine. Sonia, offer, thank you. You must be grateful."

"We don't care because it's each other. However, there are still some paperwork procedures…"

"... well, yeah"

"So is the passing of His Excellency Lotte, but so is this fire. Let us also need manpower for reconstruction, and we will need an agreement on the secondment of personnel. You're not going to accept it unconditionally."

"... right"

"Please don't look like that, Master Erica. Because it's natural."

of his own country, which also embraces the talents of disaster reconstruction in other countries in Wang Du. It will be some hard work, and we need the control of the personnel seconded to it. Then, naturally, you will bring in trained military personnel or people close to them. Reasons go hand in hand with the fact that militias are sent in the name of reconstruction support for disasters in other countries.

"... it's not like I don't trust you, really"

Thankfully, I'm not going to accept it unconditionally. Even without Lotte, the head of state affairs. There is no zero possibility of an army coming in the name of reconstruction support sitting there for a reason as it is, and Erica is not confident that she can cross in grandeur in advance of Carlos I of the Thousand Seas. It is not calm to say that the armies of other countries will continue to be stationed in the centre of the state, and I feel sorry for myself, a 'trained royalty', who honestly fails to receive people's favors that way, and Erica distorts her face spicy. To Erica like that, Sonia smiled bitterly.

"You're a favorite, Erica. Instead, it's more confusing to be unconditionally trusted. So I really don't care. And... it's about your father. Because we will also be looking at purchasing a certain amount of materials in the name of reconstruction assistance. It's really each other, isn't it?

"... thanks, Sonia. Sorry to bother you."

"I don't mind. Well, if you really want to thank me, would you mind if I pulled my hand from Master Coata?

Having said that and laughed with tea glance, Sonia turned her gaze to Ayano.

"... what?

"I'll be unfamiliar with the case, too. Mr. Ayano, can I help you a little? I'd like to have a little meeting in my room."

You mean the treaty? Isn't there a professional around there, an embassy in Solvania... a branch of the Foreign Office? Or to Flame's Foreign Office. "

"Of course, it needs to be packed there with regard to the details, but it's also difficult to understand the content at all with a delegation of authority. In that case, I would ask my trusted people to help me."

"... heh. I'm trusted, me."

"Yeah. At least, the best of Terra's people. I mean, it's not an exaggeration to say the most trusted person in the continent."

"... what about Hota? And, you know, Carlos I."

"Because Master Coata is in a different category. As for your father, I'd rather not trust him the least in this world."

"... poor Carlos I"

"Well, you don't hate it from 'I don't trust you', do you?

"You mean paradoxically, 'I trust you, but I hate you'?

"I don't hate it. No... well, I'll leave that area to your imagination. You know what I mean, Mr. Ayano? And if you sign Ayano, the Virgin of Larchia, it will come with a" foil "… more importantly, because your father is going to be happy"

Ayano missed his gaze as he panicked at Sonia with the included grin... He and Kota, who turned to Jito's eyes, crossed the line.

"... what have you done, you?

"Ahhh...... hahaha ~. Keep it, well anyway! If that's the case, I can't help it! Kota, I'm just gonna go, okay?

"I'm good... Mr. Erica?

"... right. If Ayano can look me through, I'd rather. Ayano, please?

"Whoa. So, Sonja, shall we go?

"Ha!"

Gently stroking Sonia's head, who replies well, Ayano takes Sonia outdoors. Erica and Kota dropped off their backs like that.

"... Oh, yeah. Erica?"

"What, Ayano?

"I'm going to be alone with Kota now..."

Can't you do something weird? and.

"Ah, ayano!

"Bye."

Hota and Erica dropped Ayano off with a flickering wave, her face turning bright red.