The Annals of the Flame Kingdom (WN)

To the assassination of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Flame, Lotte Baumgarden, to the fire on the East Street of Larchia, to the raid on the Royal Castle of Larchia, the disappearance of Queen Elizabeth Orenfeld Flame, as well as to the queen reign of Erica Orenfeld van Flame, the 'Princess' of the Kingdom of Westria, the inauguration of the Regent of Christina Westria, and the re-departure of the 'Kingdom of Flame' by the new system.

Happening only ten days after the death of Lotte Baumgarden, this' anomaly 'of the Kingdom of Flame was at the heart of the culture of the continent of Orkena, delivered to the heads of state of Orkena by the subdivisions of the diplomatic offices of the countries stationed in Larchia, the capital of the millennium, and panicked the nations throughout Orkena. Even though the assassination of the famous Chancellor Lotte, who not only bombards Flame, but also his name during Orkena, is a scandalous enough topic, it is the' seizure 'of the throne by his sister to the fire, to the attack on the royal castle, in addition to the disappearance of Her Majesty the Queen. That, too, comes with the addition of welcoming the' princess' of Westria, the hater of the Kingdom of Flame, to the Regent. In the absence of even enough information, countries were taking a leap forward to use their own information networks to identify Larchia's - and hence the 'coming' of the continent of Orkena.

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"Um... Your Majesty?

"... hmm? What's wrong with you?

Rondo de Terra, Searches Chamber of Commerce. Maria reluctantly speaks to Carlos I, who had a difficult face to cage in the room by herself. To that voice, the figure of Maria with the cup jumped into the sight of Carlos I, who gave her gaze from the letter she had.

"What? Tea, did you make me some?

"That's right. I thought I was disturbing you because you looked so serious..."

"Oh dear. Am I disturbing you?

Maria's face also loosens to Carlos I, who looks a little tired and then a little relieved. One nod at Carlos I's words: 'There, leave it ~', Maria sees Carlos I in chillari and uppercut after placing the cup on the table.

"... I don't know?

"Ah... no... the..."

Always cheerful and hazy.

Carlos I twist his neck in a toothless attitude that doesn't resemble Maria's impression like that. To Carlos I like that, Maria held her hand as tightly as she had decided to, tempered and spinning her words.

"Well... we're talking about it now, aren't we? Flame's... Erica..."

"Take the throne, would you?

"Oh, yes! Hey, that's... ho, I don't know..."

……

"Well, I dare you to say... disrespectful! Dear Erica, I don't think anyone would ever do that! Well, we're... you know, merchants, people who've been here since Terra developed, we really don't know..."

Skillfully speechless. To Maria like that, Carlos I gave her a slightly troubled, gentle smile.

"... let it go"

"Wow, you know what I mean?

"Well, I've only counted the encounters with His Highness Erica, but I don't think Sonia's going to miss you. He's smart, and he's good at looking."

Maria unwittingly rounds her eyes to the words of Carlos I, which do not seem to be an appreciation of her roughly real daughter. With such a bitter smile on Maria, Carlos I took over the words.

"Are you complimenting me?

"... it's hard to understand."

"Oh well. Well, that's right. Her Royal Highness Erica - Akana, Erica" Your Majesty "already. I don't know what His Majesty Erica thought and took over, but I'm sure there are circumstances..."

That's what Carlos I say. He bites his own nails. The distance between Terra and Larchia is only three days in a high-speed carriage. If you keep running without a break, you can get there in one day. Carlos I sighed deeply to delude that frustration while at a relatively 'close' distance, still frustrated by information that didn't come in.

"... Maria?

"What is it?

"Can I ask you a favor... eh?

"Please, is it?

Maria leans her neck and shows it to Carlos I's words. A decent look made Maria look younger than her age, loosening her cheeks slightly to that fact and Carlos I took over the words.

"This store...... I want you to take over the Rondo de Terra branch of the Searches Chamber of Commerce"

"… take over, is it"

"Seya. In Solvania and Larchia, even high-speed carriages take more than ten days. Now there are immeasurable advantages to Chiu, close to the land where the disturbance began. I'd like to make this a temporary subdivision of the Foreign Office of the Kingdom of Solvania."

"Yeah...... yes, I know that. I get it, though."

Out of the question, 'Why did you come to us?' The look on Maria's face just saying. To Maria like that, with a sigh, Carlos I took over the words.

"I don't really want to share information with other chambers of commerce in a situation where I don't know what's going on with Larchia right now. Well, if I say so, I'd be happy to lend you a store. I'd do it... to be honest, I don't really owe you anything. 'Cause I don't know what you're gonna need."

"... do you mean we wouldn't owe you one?

"Your Majesty Erica's 'friend' or, Maria? Are you worried about your friend's safety?

If you say so, that's the consideration. Maria smiles bitterly at the words of Carlos I.

"It's cheating, Your Majesty. If you don't, you can't borrow it for free, can you?

"Well, I don't mean free. I know all about the sales of the day in the last few days. Come on, I'm gonna iron it out and pay the rent. Yes, but I want more than that."

Instead, everyone in Larchia has information.

"Sometimes the political part is said... but I promise to hide what's possible"

To Carlos I, who said? Maria flaunted her shoulder small and turned her back straight to Carlos I.

"Maria?"

"I'll take the day off tomorrow, don't you think? I'm going to the Chamber of Commerce, where I have a deal. Ho."

That's what I said. Wave flirtatiously. Keep it up to Stasta and the door. Carlos I sighs small as he sees the closing sound of the door called Batan and the disappearing Maria's back.

"... for once I am His Majesty the King? disrespect boulders? He said he was leaving the room in the middle of the king's story."

Strengthen the colour of bitter laughter.

"... but... really, what's going on, Larchia?"

Carlos I's, somewhere tired, words fell indoors and disappeared.

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"My lord."

"Flora. What do you say?

"No. Letter from Ayano, not returned yet"

Prime Minister's office within the Royal Castle of the Kingdom of Larchia. Rudolph, Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Larchia, who had his expected caged eyes on Flora Rotrigen, who had opened the door and came in, breathed a deep sigh into that word, which fell out of his own expectations.

"... right"

"... given the story of the ship the other day and the letter I received from Larchia, it's almost certain that Mr. Ayano was in Larchia... right?

Flora, reluctantly, still turns her gaze at Rudolph like that. Receiving those eyes, Rudolph was forced to shape his face into a grin.

"... then the Virgin was your master, Flora"

"... Yes. And... it's hard to get, and we're friends."

You must be worried about your heart, Rudolph opened his mouth by stroking Flora's head, who created a deep neighborhood that couldn't be deluded with makeup under his eyes.

"... it's okay. 'Cause, Flora, you're the Virgin, right? Do I look like the kind of balls you'd get hit with easily?

"... but"

"Even if you were in Larchia, the king's capital, you'd be on the run. What, because they used to call me 'The Raccoon'? I'm sure the wild forces will work."

"... you will be angry, Mr. Ayano"

"Oops. Then keep this story to yourself. The Virgin's punch is going to work."

I finally get a grin back on Flora's face, too, at Rudolph's words, which seem somewhat clouded. Exhaled in his chest as relieved by the face, Rudolph dropped his eyes on the material at hand.

"My lord? The... what are they reading?

"I gathered as much information on the Kingdom of Flame as I could gather in the present situation"

"Um... Didn't you read that before?

"That's the fourth time. I thought you might be able to connect with other information at first sight or line it up... it's tough."

"... My lord, but?

"It's about me. If this is Lord Lotte, there will be a different view..."

That's what I said, a small sigh. Keep your gaze on the hollow.

"... what's going on, in Larchia"

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"Clarissa!"

"We have attached a power of attorney from the consuls of all cities. Our Lyme City National Alliance issues a declaration of emergency. To His Excellency President Alberto Barbato, the powers of delegation and decision on foreign affairs, home affairs and military matters have been transferred at the moment".

"Ugh. What can I do at the moment and what can I do?

"Our National Alliance for Lime Cities has signed alliances with the Kingdom of Larchia, as well as with the territory of the Kingdom of Flame, Rondo de Terra. I was wondering if it would be advisable to send diplomats to the Kingdom of Larchia, as well as to Terra, in order to share information."

"What about the country?

"Many of the Lime-based chambers of commerce also have branches in Larchia. A representative of each Chamber of Commerce has asked for an explanation of the situation, so please declare what to do about it and the protection of the Lyme-based Chamber of Commerce as a state. In addition, the protection of the Chamber of Commerce of the Flame Kingdom system in Lime. We make drafts, if you look through them."

"Who made it?

"While overstepping, I will"

"Then don't look through. I'll just sign it. Bring it."

Clarissa makes a tannic surface to Alberto, who says that without taking her eyes off the material at hand. You were surprised by the lack of a response, or you caught Clarissa, whose gaze raised Alberto's eyes seemed dissatisfied.

"... what the hell"

"My lord...... may I? This draft is an official document issued against both Lyme Flame Chambers of Commerce, right? And I can't look at it… I'm relinquishing my duties as president?

"Chi. It's a matter of time efficiency. You made it, didn't you? Then no problem."

"... I'm glad you trust me"

I trust you, my dear.

"... are you not?

"Hold on, Literature. 'Credit' is immediate, 'trust' is spiritual. You're the only one I can count on, fiancée."

"I'm not a literary school, I'm a political school. Oh, and... well... and I'm glad you trust me... but, uh, I'm glad to be called my fiancée... but at work, I told you we don't have that kind of conversation!

"Don't you like it?

"I like it too much and I'm in trouble! And it won't be a job!

Mr. Clarissa, your face is bright red. Alberto opened his mouth, staring gently at such a lovely future 'wife'.

"I'm sorry. I've been too busy lately to get much time, so I missed you a little bit. Well, let me hold on to this filling. When it's all over, I'll quit the president and consul in Beech and plow a relaxing field in the countryside! Two kids!

"Hih, what are you talking about from day to day, Al!

"Hey, hey, Clarissa. Clarissa, huh? You don't have 'Al' at work, do you? Madam President, don't look at me.

Shame, anger - or both. Alberto flaunts his shoulders at Clarissa's gaze, which he sees even with his parents' revenge.

"... because you... say that..."

"Uh... he said it was bad. Get in a good mood, Clarissa."

"Beh, I'm not in a bad mood or anything!

"I'm sorry. That's it, right? The three kids were better off, right?

"My lord!"

"Just kidding. Work, work. Hey, Clarissa? How long have you been blushing? We're at work, aren't we? You're serious, right?

"My lord! Isn't that terrible for a boulder? A little anticipation - so, not!

"Don't be unusual tempered, you. Daijbu. Because in my future blueprint, I see a happy future surrounded by you and your children. So, let's just get this thing over with and start a relaxing plan in the country."

That's what I said, and then I smiled and then I sighed a little.

"Damn... what's going on, Larchia? Don't interrupt my future design."

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Royal Castle of the Kingdom of Laurento.

Marie sighs small looking at the moon from the one room given to her in the castle. I don't show it to anyone, to Marie's sigh like that. But there was a voice to respond.

"You say when you sigh, happiness escapes, right?

"… Your Highness"

A unique Laurentian flame language that seems to be a Laurentian. In that hateful marriage - but now Marie unknowingly turned her face into a form of laughter, even thanking God for that marriage.

"... I'm sorry, Marie. My brother worked disrespect."

In contrast to Marie's grin like that, her head bowing companion - Marie shows her hands waving in front of her wasp and chest, as she panicked to Christophe Laurent, the second prince of the Kingdom of Laurent.

"Ah, lift your head, Your Highness Christoph! Oh, that... wow, I don't care. I don't know what Alexis said."

The unrest in the Kingdom of Flame and the inauguration of the Regent of Chris, the 'princess' of Westria, naturally reached Laurent as well. And when he heard it, Alexis cursed Marie with delight. The fact that you were a princess while referring to "Prince", the fact that you were in charge of a stick of "usurper", that you were the real sister of that "criminal", and... you deserved it, but you also mentioned Marie's poor initial predisposition, exposing Marie to roughly every scolding she could think of.

"That's... sure, if you say it wasn't hard, it would be a lie. I will... but... because Christopher... Christopher sheltered me."

Before such Alexis ramblings, Christoph sheltered Marie. "If you make any more disparaging remarks about my wife, you won't shut up about my brother," he said with a sharp eye.

"... if you despise your beloved wife, everyone will be angry. Neither do I. I'm angry... sorry, Marie. Even such a brother is a brother. So... sorry, I can only say 'forgive me'"

"Yu, there's nothing to forgive or not forgive! Well... you're right."

That's what I said, a lot of hesitation. Later, Marie opened her mouth like she had decided to.

"Well... can't you hear me, Master Chris?

"What?

"That my brother... was my sister. I thought I knew..."

"If you want me to ask, I will. But if Marie doesn't want to talk, she won't say anything?

Christophe smiles gently saying so. I remember the feeling that the back of my chest does warm up on that figure, and Marie opens her mouth unknowingly.

"Well... really, I didn't know."

"Yeah."

"From the moment I got my mind on it, 'brother' was' brother '. No, my brother was already a hostage in the Flame kingdom when I realized... but I've never even heard of him."

"Yeah, yeah"

"So...... to be honest, I am very surprised right now. My brother is my sister."

Whimpering, leaking.

"That hurts Master Liz too...... my favorite, Liz. I can't believe you hurt your sister, it's so... very...!

"... Come, Marie"

Christophe shows his hands softly open against Marie, who only weeps at times. Marie, completely buried in its arms as if guided, buries her face strongly, somewhat embarrassed by the disturbances she had earlier caused to Christophe's body temperature and heartbeat, which reassures her.

"... that's okay, Marie. You don't have to cry so much. Don't worry about it. 'Cause Her Royal Highness Cristian isn't your brother, he's your sister, isn't he? I'm sure you can't do anything that makes you sad."

"... but... the usurper."

"His Royal Highness Erica has been transferred to the throne. The way I see it, it just looks like a snatch... maybe there's something going on? I hear that Lord Lotte and Her Majesty Queen Flame were patterned between parents and children, and that might have something to do with that. I was so shocked that I couldn't do my business and Erica took turns for me."

……

I know Christophe. In a situation where Liz is unable to take office, even if Erica takes office, there is no way to regularize the man of Westria, the enemy, who is also coming as a hostage, and even if that happens by conceding a hundred steps, even if it is the replacement of the king of the Kingdom of Flame, the 'ally' of the Orkena continent. The Kingdom of Flame, which cherishes tradition and format, will graciously take nearly a year just to prepare for the ritual of reign. It can't all end in ten days or there.

"... yes, is it?

"Yeah. I'm sure you do."

So this is a lie. Clumsy, shitty, even lying can be done with one shot, such awkwardness.

But very sweet, 'lying'

"... ok. If that's what Master Chris would say... yes, I think"

"Yeah. Keep that in mind"

Again, Christophe with a gentle smile. Staring at that face, she was kind of thrilled and embarrassed to be seen reddened and Marie buried her face in Christoph's chest again.

"... in Larchia... what happened, sister"

No one could hear me. I vomited such a soliloquy in Christoph's chest.

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"What the hell is going on? Whoa!

Before the heavy ministers in line, a man with gray hair all-back stiffened his fist roughly on the table. Without being frightened by the sound, one man turned his gaze.

"... calm down, Your Majesty"

"Calm down? Can this calm down! That stupid girl, now what did you do! Who told you to destroy the Kingdom of Flame! Don't think about it, just something good if you're a hostage...... you know, dumb!

That said. Again, the man - King of Westria, Bernitz Westria slaps the desk. A water drain jumped on the desk and smashed its contents into the table.

"Each country is contacting us!" What the hell is that? "What's this all about? I want to hear this one! What's going on! Somebody explain the situation!

Burnitz stares at the indoor minister with his bloody eyes, but no one tries to answer that question. Scared of angry kings, not of. No, it's scary, but it's because I don't know exactly who I am anymore.

"… so please calm down, Your Majesty. Now there's more to be done than anger."

Before such Bernitz, just one calmly Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Westria, Arnold Becken, returned the words.

"... what to do?

"Yes, there are voices from various countries asking for explanations of circumstances, but that voice is also nothing short of something I have condemned somewhere. Well, naturally, the kingdom of Flame is still the 'ally' of the continent of Orkena. Besides, the princess of our country, the enemy, is the Regent. There is no way for you to be suspected of taking it. Now, the Kingdom of Laurento has a voice of condemnation in this sight."

"... you did Marie? Those ungrateful countrymen!

"Well, the signature of the document itself is that incompetent, so that's not a big deal. Instead, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the day of Marie's becoming Queen is approaching if she were to accuse her of treachery."

"In the name of Alexis? That's disrespectful, too."

Burnitz smiles at Laurent's first prince, who passes by incompetence. As a king myself, it's a kind of look of pity for King Laurent with such a silly inheritance.

"It's actually easier as my Westerner to let that incompetent inherit... Lotte Ong's extraction is a boulder word, isn't it? Already the abolition of Alexis would be the default route. As we attack even the critical line of interfering in internal affairs, we have a report from a foreign affairs official stationed in Laurent."

"... he's still an abomination after he dies, that jizzy one"

"He was an excellent politician, he was. It should be noted that I also have pure respect as a single politician for leaving those claw marks. And I missed the point. As Laurent is reasonably good, around Solvania, Lime and Larchia have deepened their suspicions about our country in particular. Especially since the Kingdom of Larchia shares its roots with the Kingdom of Flame, and the Lyme owes Flame a debt of gratitude in the war ahead."

"What about Solvania?

"That snake will take this as a chance. That's what you are, Jen. In addition, dissatisfaction is rising in the country. The nobles said, 'I have not heard His Highness Chris is a woman!' And... well, you're angry."

Bernitz smiles at Arnold's words. In a heavily patriarchal Westria, women are despised, and if the prince who bows his head thinking 'man' is a princess, he is inspired to pride in many ways.

"... the current situation is well explained. So, what's the plan?

Some of the chief ministers are unhappy with it. I don't think this story is very good, and Bernitz shows Arnold the story. Arnold shook one neck vertically at such a burnitz and opened his mouth.

"We do things together. Let's simply attack the Kingdom of Flame without thinking about the actions of His Highness Chris."

In a way, something shocking.

"... Arnold. What are you talking about!

"Chance is chance, Your Majesty. The kingdom of Flame will be confused as it stands, and you can attack it as usual."

"There will be national condemnation!

"What, our country and Flame are unexplained enemies to each other. It's not uncommon for a war to break out now."

"But..."

"Conversely, your own muzzle - excuse me, if 'the child' attacks the state in which he took office as regent, he may also dispel the voices of doubt. If I had pulled the thread behind me, I wouldn't have set up a war."

"... what if even that was read in depth as a ploy?

"Then that will do. Lyme and Larchia are both exhausted by the war ahead. Sometimes they come to war until they tip the stalls of their own nation."

"What about Solvania?

"It's a long way off. It will take you a long time to be attacked even if you are declared at war. In the meantime, it's every hand. You can take a couple of villages and make peace. Even Flame is not going to prolong the war."

……

"The political situation in the country is also becoming unstable. I was wondering if we could unite here, etc. by hitting 'the outside enemy'."

Now, give Arnold a deep sigh of discretion and show him so.

"... ok. Arnold, I'll take charge. Dismissed today."

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Nodding at Bernitz's words, Arnold rises from his chair and rears the conference room. As I turned my gaze to the heavy minister who would continually leave the conference room behind me to imitate him like that.

"- What are you thinking, Chris? In Larchia... What are you trying to do?

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Some are for friends.

Some are for their own lives.

Some are for their own sake.

Some are for the good of the state.

Everyone wanted to know what 'Larchia Now' looked like, with different thoughts to stand on. In Larchia at the time, in an effort to get that information about what's going on, what we're doing and what we want to do, we're all making a leap.

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"I have tea in here, Master Erica"

Put the freshly brewed, still hot tea in front of Erica sitting at her desk. The maid smiles, courtesy. As it is, he gazes at Erica with an upright and calm grin on the spot as he walks without sound to the side of the door.

……

In response to that gaze, Erica sipped tea with a half-eyed glance.

"What do you say, Master Erica?

"... it's delicious. I mean, this is my favorite tea, right?

"Yes, it was in the royal castle, so I let it brew"

While under Erica's gaze, the maid smiles at yaka. Deep in its appearance, with a really deep sigh, Erica put her cup of tea on the table. To such an Erica figure, the maid raises her eyebrow root and shows it.

"... Dear Erica? Is it not good for you? You look tired."

"... sort of? Tea is delicious, isn't it? Tea souvenir cookies are delicious, and you're not dissatisfied with your life? I think it's a privilege to treat them like hostages."

"Well, Master Erica. There will be no hostages and no extermination. Erica will sit here with Her Majesty the Queen of this kingdom of Flame, won't she?

"Yeah, can you stop talking that way? Because I'm frustrated."

"Even if you say so... I will sit with the maid"

Hands on cheek, maid exhaling like trouble. To that appearance, Erica, who was burning a strange obsession with 'If you go in, you lose', was kicked out.

"What do you mean," I'll sit in the maid "? Come on, stop joking like that!

- His Highness Chris, and.

"... no... because Master Erica? With made-up clothes?

"That's what!

"No, I've been a little admired since I was a little girl. The maid's clothes are so sweet. It's not a corner opportunity. I've been wearing it for a while."

Say so, maid - Regent of the Kingdom of Flame, Christina Westria, make a horizontal piece next to her face with her right hand.

"What do you say?

… some are for friends.

… some for their own lives.

… because some people are inside.

… some for the good of the nation.

Everyone wanted to know what 'Larchia Now' looked like, with different thoughts to stand on. In Larchia at the time, in an effort to get that information about what's going on, what we're doing and what we want to do, we're all making a leap.

"- Isn't she cute?

"Talking Person" showed him winking with made-up clothes.