The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Orasem Hatran's obituary ran around Galileanin the next day.

At the behest of Fritz, early horses fly to all United Cities (Union City) in the early morning, informing them of the date of the national funeral and the election by the city chief.

With the death of one man, the Galilee Coalition was moving to radically change how it worked.

"Don't you have to run for office?

That's what Nossett abruptly said when Fritz was talking at Nossett's house, his mistress.

I meant the arrow tip that said maybe I shouldn't be here for a while because I don't show my weakness to Belbio Hatran's side.

"Why? If you don't run for office, you won't be a ruler."

Fritz didn't know what it meant and replied like he would to a child.

"... you can't possibly understand, can you?

By the time Fritz met, she was working in the government to sort out information or cluttered documents sent from Union Cities, categorizing them by importance and field.

I wasn't in a position to touch those things because sensitive documents of high importance involving war and intelligence are transported in separate flights, but I signed the documents not to say anything about various information when I quit and got an important job to the extent that Fritz had to speak up.

The upbringing about the state has something more profound than a bad man.

"I hope I can't be"

And Nossett returned it immediately.

I guess it's a question I've been thinking about in advance.

"I have a lot of money, and I work, too, and you can move to the southern countries and live normally. The benevolent Mr. Orasem is dead, and even your wife would be happier to keep you apart, wouldn't she?

Fritz couldn't block his open mouth.

"Okay? You're not the one who wants to live a luxurious life with a lot of money.

Then you can live happily ever after, even if you don't hold a high office.

Or are you so happy to live with that wife, frustrated by the burden, and go to my place every once in a while?

Isn't it much easier and happier to live with me and Musette in the South?

Fritz, at all, couldn't block his open mouth.

"I also heard about Gerry Jim falling. If you were elected, it would undoubtedly be war during your tenure. If we go south now, no one will be guilty, but if we lose the war, I'm sure you'll be treated badly. Still want to keep politicians going?

"I said that..."

And Fritz could only crush.

What Nossett says, from her point of view, I guess it's a perfectly reasonable logic.

But Fritz had a lot of objections.

Firstly, politicians are a special task, which, unlike craftsmen and others, can only be made up in their home countries. Famous blacksmiths and carpenters can go to any country to work, but not in the case of politicians.

You can't politicians in a foreign country, so leaving the country would deny Fritz his previous life.

A state called the Galilean Union also needs frizz.

Unlike Berbio Hatran, who has gained background (career) inside Galileanin, Fritz has walked in the diplomatic field.

I have seen it with the dragon emperor of the Qur 'an dragon empire.

bathed in the glory of worship. It would be excessive if I said that, but the fact that I saw him with the Dragon Emperor meant something special in his country and his face was easy to get through in various ways.

People with such valuable backgrounds (careers) are not so many when looking at the whole country.

Instead, they can only grow a limited number if they want to. Given that, that limited number of people abandoning their country still means something special.

If Fritz loses the election and Berbio Hatran becomes president, Fritz's ability will still be required from the country.

"You can't abandon your country. If I don't run for office now, it means the presidential deputy, who knows the country best, has escaped. Then you won't win a war you can win."

"Then you just have to run and lose the election"

"You mean stop campaigning?

"Yes. If you didn't do anything, Mr. Belbio would win, wouldn't you? Then you will no longer be responsible."

If we don't do the campaign, it will be won by Belbio.

The choice of mayor is entrusted to each city, but in the case of Galileanin, the term of office of the Governor is to be taken over by the Deputy Governor.

During the gubernatorial race, the candidate will fight after nominating even the deputy gubernatorial governor, so it is assumed that he was chosen as well.

In other words, Belbio can remain Governor-General Galileanin for another two months.

On the other hand, Fritz's title is, as it stands, Vice-President of the Galilee Union, which is due until the elections are held and is set to disappear at the same time as the elections are over.

Of course, I cannot take over the presidency's term of office.

This is happening because, unlike the long and time-consuming gubernatorial elections, the presidential elections will end relatively quickly, as the mayors of each city will only come together to decide.

It is a decision that can be postponed if a major war is expected within a month, but that is only a measure in an emergency. It will take more than three months for the Royal Siyarta Army to arrive, no matter how quickly it is estimated. So Fritz had already summoned the mayors.

There have been many times in history when things like Vice Governor and Vice President confront each other, but since Vice President is more overwhelmingly unfavourable, there are few examples of victories.

In addition to symbolic elements such as fame and title, the Governor of Galilee Yanin naturally also has the right to vote that the city of Galilee Yanin has.

The number of votes each city has is distributed in the amount of Union Tax (Union Tax) paid to the Union at a certain rate, but since Galileanin is an overwhelmingly large city, it pays a quarter of the total tax.

In other words, Fritz has to fight with a quarter difference open from the start.

The only way to bridge that difference is to give each mayor a sleeve, or bribe.

Belbio, of course, would bribe every mayor just in case.

If the originally unfavourable Fritz doesn't campaign and doesn't give any bribes, this can't be a winner anymore.

"But..."

Fritz was reluctant. In the first place, Fritz intended to make a natural effort.

That is the will of Orasem.

Besides, from a normal feeling, it's an inconceivable choice in common sense to throw it away and move south while you have a chance to reach the top of this country.

"Please."

Nossett grabbed Fritz's hand from the other side of the table.

A little rough on the chores, warm hands wrap Fritz's hands.

"If you want to play President (Consl) as an assembly of your life, I will not stop. But if not, think again about the way you're going to live. Because my peaceful life with Mussette shouldn't be a bad one at all"

To be honest, Nossett's offer greatly distorted Fritz's mind.

After leaving Nossett's house, returning to her home, Fritz spoke to Margery after worrying caged in her study.

"Margery, I'm sorry I'm praying, but I need to talk to you for a second."

Calling on Margery's back praying in the prayer room, she stood up and turned around.

Even today, I am dressed as a nun.

"Yes, what is it"

"I just want to ask you one thing. Would you like to join the convent away from me?

Fritz wanted to thank Orasem. Orasem isn't here anymore, but he didn't lose his gratitude when he died.

Margery's happiness is what Orasem wanted as strongly as the future of his country.

"No, I don't want to go in"

But what returned was an unexpected answer.

"You don't have to hide your heart from me. Still, wanting to be isolated would not be contrary to the purposes of Isis"

"Does Master Fritz want to be separated from me?

"No... that's not what I meant. To be honest, until now, it has been important to my position that I am at the edge of Mr. Orasem through you. But Mr. Orasem is already dead. If you want to be separated, then, uh... well, things have changed. Somehow, there's no longer a reason to hold back on me"

To be precise, the situation hasn't changed much. Fritz, as a politician, continues to need the function that a presence called Margery has.

But Fritz, given Nossett a new outlook, had stopped putting his intentions to work to gain a political advantage that way.

"I love you, Master Fritz. I'm not dissatisfied with staying with my wife. However, I also know that Master Fritz doesn't love me. I could only have been separated, such as my wife, who didn't like to be in the bedroom with me. Life in the monastery...... of course there is love for God, and I don't dislike it, so I will gladly go if Fritz wishes"

Do you love me?

What the hell is going on?

"If you love me, why do you hate me like that"

I don't know if you used it as a gateway to unusual sexuality, but you just caress your body in the bedroom in an unusual way to dislike it.

Then I don't think you like anything at all.

"... I'm afraid of getting pregnant"

Fritz couldn't block his open mouth.

"Do you still care about that -?"

"Yes. Shouldn't you?

"- - Something I shouldn't, but..."

Margery, once pregnant, has had a failed abortion.

Even when it comes to abortion, it's not since my belly is visibly bigger. The moon didn't come and the doctor said it was your birth and I'm just saying it didn't give birth in the end.

I remember being comforted to hear that the moon thing came the following month and I was sorry, but I forgot about Fritz as well.

It's usually not like the story that I grew up in my belly in October and was born long awaited but died.

That was eight years ago.

"So you've been praying for that child's happiness for eight years?

It's hard to believe.

"Yes."

But Margery nodded naturally.

"Why did you keep quiet? I asked you why, but you didn't answer."

Then I also want to think that you've woken up to love for God.

"... because I knew that I was unusual. I was also scared to be told that I should give birth again..."

"Oh -"

Fritz felt like falling to his heart.

Margery wasn't reluctant to put her bedroom together. I was scared.

The thought of why I couldn't notice him, and if they didn't tell me that, I couldn't possibly understand. The thought is complicated.

"Is that feeling something that changes?

"... No, I apologize to Master Fritz, but I don't think it will change. For the rest of my life, I want to pray for the blessings of my late child and my father in the Yin Mansion."

"Right..."

To Fritz, Margery's psyche was poorly understood.

Maybe it's a kind of story that's born to a man and hard to understand.

If there was one thing to figure out, Margery still seemed to have a pretty extreme part of her personality.

I can't imagine Fritz having no children, no sex for profit, etc.

I couldn't imagine the future of living with Margery with love alone.

"Right. I know exactly how you feel."

"... well, then..."

"The answer is, will it be okay after the election dawns? Either way, I'm gonna make sure you're not going to be poor."

If Margery were to come in, it would be a women's convent, but this could be done to ensure that she was treated appropriately by making a donation.

We could also try the election after we got separated, but Fritz didn't want to do that as much as possible. If it becomes a fuss, they will explore the reasons for the estrangement. In that case, I would be tired of nossettes and mussettes.

If after losing in the election, Fritz falls from the lead to the end in the big arena of politics. After that, it can be noisy.

"Okay. I am willing to accept any answer."

Margery bowed her head deeply, precisely in an obedient manner to me (the servant).

"Right. Then wait a minute."

Fritz left the prayer room, saying so.