The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

Weapon that sloppily surrounds the area and eyes, eyes, eyes that seeped even the intent to kill as it goes with it. Haota and Ayano, who lived in modern Japan, naturally received a gaze that they had never received before, and were still the first to open their mouths to Erika, who lived as royalty, nobility, or as a branch of Emili, Liz or Sonia, or the Baumgarden family.

"... ugh, lying... right?

It's like a mosquito buzzing voice. Still, it sounded surprisingly good on this scene dominated by silence and its little voice reached Chris' ear on the wind.

"I can't even tell a boulder to do this." Yes, it was a joke. "Don't lie, dream or joke. Unfortunately, it's all true."

That's what I said, shoulder to shoulder.

"- You killed Lotte, you set fire to East Street, you let the Royal Castle break in the 'thief'...... uh-huh, not me"

Sounds fun.

The whole thing freezes on Chris' smile, who says and laughs like that with real pleasure.

"Why!"

It was now Aria's voice that broke such a moment of silence.

"Why, Your Highness Chris! Why did you do this!

"Why? What do you mean, Aria?

"You would have stayed in this Larchia as a messenger of friendship between my Kingdom of Flame and the Kingdom of Westria!

"A messenger of friendship? Whoa, Aria. I'm not a hostage in that name, am I? A messenger of friendship or whatever..."

"So you're telling me that the days you spent in Larchia were lies!

――……

"Your sister's a teacher! Master Liz, Your Highness and I are the students! We all learned how to get our desks side by side! Your sister's class was a little different, but it was so funny! Master Liz and His Highness are in a different position, though! But... but still!

- I thought it was a 'friend'.

"... right. I thought Aria was my friend, too."

"Bye!"

"That's it, Aria"

With tears in his eyes at times, he gently controls Aria, who still tries to exhort him, and now shows Chris his gaze so strong that Theon is likely to sound gingly.

"... assuming, Your Highness, I have given His Highness the role of" Educational Guide ". If you ask me, Your Highness and I are in a relationship of mentorship."

"Right. I'm Theon's apprentice."

"So, if there is, Your Highness, let me hear it. Why did you do this?

"What? Will my master take over the responsibility for my apprentice's untimely demise?

"No way. Can you even take responsibility for the unending of a disciple who is a good year old? That's just pure interest. I just want to hear and put down what my apprentice, who has caused so much disaster to this country, has thought and thought and done this. As a master - most importantly, as Lotte Baumgarden."

"... surprisingly, 'Grandpa and Kid', Theon"

"I can only count on people I can count on if I'm in my position. In that sense, Lotte Baumgarden was a precious and difficult man to obtain. Some of them I liked personally. Well, that's good. So? Why don't you listen to my master's wishes?

"Hmmm... I just wanted to ask you something, didn't I?

That said, Chris looks like he's in deep trouble. To that change in expression, Theon raised his eyebrows and showed them.

"... I see"

"Hmm? What's 'I see', Theon?

"Of my own country - the instructions of Westria?

"See? Westrian instructions?

"You don't have to hide it. My country and Westria are never good friends. No wonder they wreak such confusion at the behest of their own countries. So..."

"Oh, no, Theon"

"- I can't tell you... no?

After a decent look, Chris waves and smiles bitterly. Looking funny at Scion with a question mark on his head on that figure, Chris continued his words.

"Our country is so smart with information manipulation, why do they tend to think the country is going around like a fly? In a country where dust comes out like a mountain, actually. Not as much a rock as a royal family, but one of the most respected men and women in the continent of Orkena? Noble grievances come out of the mountains."

"Noble dissatisfaction? Are you a man of honor or a woman?

"If you were only born with boys, wouldn't you be ae? Yes, but half of the world is not a woman. That's how you rub it, us. It's not on the table."

Code of Salica, there is a code called It is the code of the Sari people who founded the Kingdom of Frank, and this code denies the inheritance rights of women's land. It is an interpretation that women who do not have the right to inherit 'national territory' are inevitably not entitled to be kings, beyond the notion that the king is the head of the state and that the form 'state' encompasses' national territory 'and' people '. And it is the famous Centennial War in Jeanne d 'Arc that England and France fought over this interpretation. The background to this varies, but it would not be a mistake if you interpreted it as a war waged by the reasoning that Edward III, King of England, who has the daughter of the King of France as his mother, should also have inheritance rights for women and, if so, be able to become King of France himself.

"... the problem is that women don't have noble inheritance rights?

"Aren't all women born in a miserable territory? Yeah, if there's an edge, ae, but if it isn't, the territory won't be confiscated to the royal family. Well, grievances accumulate, and we go to war all year round."

"... to bump the grievances inside out?

"That's not what I meant. You haven't been in a big war in the last few decades, have you? The skirmishes are enough for us... there's no way we can assassinate the prime minister of the Flame kingdom and let him invade the Royal Castle of Larchia."

Well, I'd probably take this opportunity to attack you, but I wave gently, Chris. I stared at that figure, and Theon sighed in a small way.

"... So why? If this is not a domestic order, Your Highness, is this your 'will'?

"What do you want Theon to answer?

"... If I may, I don't think so."

"It's a shame. This is my will."

To that word of Chris, Theon drops his shoulder. Then he raised his face like he was tired.

"... if this is your will, not the will of your own country, Your Highness, what the hell is wrong with the Kingdom of Flame? Have we come so cold against you, Your Highness, as to kill Lotte Ong, set fire to the king's capital, Larchia, and cause a thief to enter the royal castle? Indeed, I admit that I have made life difficult as a hostage. But... have we done so much to resent you?

Theon himself fully understands that this word means nothing. The clock needle won't unwind. There is no point in confessing to that action now, not before it has happened, but after it has already happened.

"Dissatisfied with the Kingdom of Flame? There's no reason for that, is there?

'Cause even though I say it, Chris mouths words that deny Sion's words like that.

"Think about it, Theon. It wasn't Westria who sent me to the hostage. The Flame Kingdom just accepted me, didn't it? Normally, you'd be dumb as a 'hostage', smashed, and in a position where it wouldn't be weird to be treated like a dog or animal?

That said, Chris closes his eyes like he misses something.

"... howdy, but what do you say? The Kingdom of Flame gave us a residence within the Royal Castle of Larchia. He gave me the most talented master of my time, called Theon Baumgarden. He gave me a difficult friend named Aria. His Majesty Liz and his predecessors, Georg, also treated me as if I were dealing with my family, like Angelica and Lieselotte. He was angry if he was bad, praised if he was a good kid, and that's how he grew up warm. Merciful. You know what, Theon? What about me? I was delighted that Westria lost the war and went to the Flame Kingdom as a hostage."

With that said, Chris shows a gentle, gentle smile that doesn't resemble this occasion. Don't fall in love. Everyone on the spot breathes in that grin unexpectedly.

"- So you wanted this country, I..."

Keep it up, breathtaking. Regardless, for a different reason than smiling.

"... that this country... wants it?

"Goodbye."

As always, keep a gentle smile on your face.

"Everyone smiles gently at me as well as the hostages. Such a warm, gentle, loving kingdom of Flame... and I envied you. Bye, I want this country. And I wanted to make it and see it. It's not a dirty country like Westria, the head of the state laughs happily, that kind of country. See, Master Angelica told you, didn't she?" A country where everyone can laugh and live, "he said. I wanted to make it."

innocently, Chris, who speaks and shows his ideals. The will is certainly in common with Angelica's, Lotte's, and Liz and Erica's ideals that took over the will.

"... I wanted it to be like that. Nothing else, at my hands. For that reason, the current Kingdom of Flame is out of the way. I broke it. You broke it, crushed it, tore it apart, and on top of that, I wanted to make a new country. Jake, 'Why did you do this!' I'm not in trouble when asked why..."

Really, with a face of nothing.

"- I'm sure it's just" I'm sorry. "I simply wanted this country."

The ideals are the same. But the way I took them, I'm sure, is the opposite.

"... Your Highness Chris"

"Hmm? What is it, Your Majesty?

"Did you, for your own good, set fire to East Street, invade the Royal Castle of Larchia, and… and assassinate Lotte Baumgarden?

"Well, quite simply so."

"… If you wanted, I wouldn't have been too hesitant to ask your opinion?

"Don't you think you can say anything now, Sire?

"Perhaps so. Okay, let's change the way we say it. Not Her Majesty the Queen - what if it's the words of 'Liz', a desk-lined alumni? I thought I was a friend who didn't get you. Can't believe it, me?

……

"Your Highness?"

"... uh... well, yeah. Your Majesty - Master Liz is not an Egyptian at the bottom. Even if I'm a hostage, I'm sure you'll see it without discrimination or distinction. Well, ho, but you can't incorporate Westerners into politics, can you?

"Then why don't you be a citizen of the Kingdom of Flame, Your Highness? I could have found good luck, if I were you."

"Even the concubine's son, for once, is the real son of the present King of Westria. I don't know what to say to myself, but don't even look neat there."

"Yeah. It would be a lot of deductions. If you loved our country, there must have been another way. Didn't you have to take such a short-circuit approach?

"Short circuit is rude, isn't it? It's been a long time since you worked out a plan. Well, Mr. Liz has a point..."

That's not 'funny' at all, is it?

"... interesting, is it?

"Bye. After all, the state only 'manages' itself, right? I'm sorry for the role of just sending advice. Well, that's not enough for a hostage life now with a three-meal nap."

To that word of Chris, Liz bites off her lips and looks down. Keep it up. Often, the next time Liz looked up, a great smile was floating there.

"... ok"

"Do you understand?

"Yeah, I get it. In the end... it's all about you."

"You said that earlier, didn't you?

"Yeah, right. But I didn't want to believe it. Maybe there's a reason. Maybe there's something going on. That's what I thought. His Royal Highness, Chris, may have been in a different position, but I wanted to believe that the kind, gentle, Chris, who spent the same amount of time with his brothers and sisters, would never have done this."

"... Is it Aria's influence? You read too much of the story, Your Majesty. Reality isn't any nicer."

"Right. Now I understand clearly. You are trying to destroy this castle, this city, this country just for your own good. And just for your own sake, you killed Lotte Baumgarden, the important lot of this country - no, the important lot of 'me', right?

Sometimes Liz's smile was ugly and distorted. With his pupils open, he had a grin of left and right asymmetrical distortions, and stayed put.

"-Chris-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!"

I screamed.

"Kill! I'll definitely kill you! You're the only one... you're the only one I'll ever forgive. Forgive me. Uh-huh!

"Ri, Liz! No!"

Erica winged and strangled Liz's body as she tried to run out of the jump. Still, where in that little body is that much power, take a step to draw Erica, another step and a step.

"Eyes out! I'm gonna choke that eye off you! Show me your hands! I'm gonna break all those fingers! Get your legs out! I'm gonna smash you down from that knee!

"Ooh. Scary, scary"

"Stop talking! On this earth, bug spit runs just because I think I'm breathing the same air as you! That root of breath, I, Elizabeth Orenfeld Flame, will stop you!

"That's troublesome. Because if a boulder stops you from breathing, it doesn't taste good. There's still a lot to do."

Chris frowns like a troubled man after he shivers and shows him. After much trouble, he raised his right hand high and showed it.

"... I have no choice. Involving the Virgin of Larchia and Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Kingdom of Solvania is going to be a pain in the ass... well, should I decide to bury her there from the dark? You don't want to get into trouble with Terra, do you, Erica? I'm sorry, but will you stigmatize me?

"I'm sorry if I'm dead."

"Whew. But dying is not a certainty. In the afterlife, you resent me."

Instead of lightly flapping Erica's gaze at her shoulder, Chris lowered the hand she was shaking up.

"- Wow, wow!

Drop it off, before that. Chris looks back in surprise at the screams he hears from the rear. I could see the earthen smoke rising at the end of that gaze.

"... what is that?

As if to answer Chris' words like that, earthsmoke comes close to Don. It looks good without staring, the identity of its earthsmoke.

"... carriage?

It's a carriage. It's not unusual to speed up enough to smoke dirt on a road bordering this royal castle, which is maintained in cobblestones. I think so, and even while Chris twists his neck small, the carriage shrinks my distance.

"Doh, get out of the way! Danger!"

"Hih, hih, no!

"Don't stop! They're gonna pull it off! Quickly avoid it!"

Moses' sea split. Nice, the packed crowd of soldiers makes a noise and cracks left and right. The carriage, now clearly visible, slowly slipped through Chris' side as he slowed down, stopping the wheel movement between Chris and Erica, who could be called a runoff.

…… What? "

Keep your waving hands up and watch what happens, Chris. In front of Chris like that, the carriage gondola opened slowly.

"... it's rough driving, brother. I was so scared."

"Sorry, sorry. But it's an emergency, and... there's no choice, right?

"Yes...... but I may not be able to sleep tonight because I'm scared. This will interfere with tomorrow's work. I hope to accompany you this evening for the smooth performance of your work."

"... No, I'm not saying that right now."

"Like that? Brother, does your brother call sleeping with me that? It's not important to me, but it's not important to your brother?

"No, you don't think I'm looking lightly, do you?

From the empty gondola, a pair of men and women let themselves out. First a man, then a woman came down, taking the man's hand, and Scion, who was opening his mouth wide like a pocan and an idiot, raised his plundered voice.

"............... Klaus? And... el? How come you guys... rather than what you're doing, what!

The man who had an out of place 'crazy talking fight', like smashing the air before - Klaus uttered words as he scratched his cheeks with the smell of light.

"Uh... haha... sorry. No, you heard the royal castle is in trouble now, right? Because you can't stay or stand anymore. Hey, I'm here to help."

"Ha, to help? To help..."

Smiling and grinning at the panicky Scion.

"I don't use this kind of service... well, it's a special case."

Cohon and one, cough up.

"- Thank you for booking my hotel Larchia, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth Orenfeld Flame. There seems to be a delay in arrival time, so with me, Klaus Burkhardt, general manager of the main building."

"I, Elise Burkhardt, the eldest son of the current Chairman of Hotel Larchia, am here to pick you up. Thank you very much for visiting us today."

That's what I said, we both broke our hips and showed them beautifully.