The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

gossip part 30 - Running Hardsmen

- In the royal palace, when a covert boy secretly embarked on a Shayla rescue with the help of a mysterious father.

"Alford.... were you here"

"This, my lord."

In a sparsely populated, idle part of the outer palace, King Kingsguard Knights Commander Alford had been summoned by one magnificent man. Alford, who recognizes the opponent, takes a formal thank you to the human being in sight.

The man who received his thanks shook his head with a look like he had chewed up a bitter bug.

"If you say hello to swallowing, etc.? I've been looking for you."

"My lord himself, take me? What can I do for you?"

"Don't blur. Where is Your Majesty?"

The mediocre face with brown eyes in loess hair, the tailoring is the finest yet very common outfit and this and the uncharacteristic man usually deserves the look and is an adjuster who forgives my strong face for "well". Many people hate the waves and dislike him for his lack of adventure as the "Prime Minister of Japan". - That's without even knowing it's the outer surface of the iron wall.

If you think about it a little, you'll see. How good is he in the present royal palace, where he can't stand if he stands there in factional strife, and still spins his government (i.e., every day) without appearance? Now that completely different claims are frontally colliding, what is needed at the apex of the exchanger is not leadership that pulls everyone, but good forgiveness for both sides and no serious grudges, the ability to compromise.

Volz Mondria, current Chancellor of the Kingdom of Elland. Alford doesn't know a politician as capable as he is.

The competent prime minister had taken away the usual cheeky smile for his work with soberness.

"No one has seen His Majesty since you returned from the rear palace last night. Instead, there's a report that you were wandering around a place you wouldn't normally be able to relate to. It must be His Majesty's errand, who is he?"

"My lord, I am afraid that, by Your Majesty's command, none of you will speak to me."

"Should His Majesty's business, even in this emergency, be made a priority!

"… then, my lord. I beg your pardon, but how much more hands do we have left to hit than this?

Cut back, he looked even more like a bitter worm thrown into his bitter mouth.

"It's..."

"If it is based on an 'ancient pledge', there is no reason for 'them' to stop here. If the nobles had just personally sold a fight, they would have politely moved under the name" Royal Palace. "

"Is it imperative that Crestor also move against the 'Royal Palace'?"

"Your Eminence knew that, and he didn't waste his time judging Master Dualis, did he?

The silence of bitter faces is affirmative. More than Alford knows that Dualis doesn't spoil to overturn what he decides once for no reason. - He is also one of the few fierce men who found out the truth about 'Crestor' and built trust through the trap of their faces.

Alford also sighed at him, more than in relation to the prime minister and the king, with the Crestor family connection.

"There's no way Miss Deanna could have planned Lady Shayla's abduction or anything. If you're a person who knows her, you know that. … but there is no definite evidence that she is irrelevant to the case"

"I don't think I can prove anything."

"There, Holla. Of the executioners," Heavenly punishment to the 'Princess' who interrupts the Red Rose! 'Cause I have a testimony. "

"It's a motive, not evidence that Deanna instructed."

"I don't get that kind of calm and honest opinion of the people who set it up."

The point is, it would have been better if the executioners had taken the kind of words that would have associated this case with the 'Red Rose'. Because in one of those words, the Conservative Knights of the Royal Palace apparently boarded 'Between the Red Roses' as they had won.

"Fabricate sin with malice and fall into the 'Crestor' man. How dangerous and, in some cases, even a country can sink in an outrage… If you learn history and don't forget the advice of your ancestors, you'll know that you should never step on it."

"I can say that because you're a 'Swan' person. Nobility in general does not take care of the lessons of a hundred or two hundred years ago for the rest of their lives"

"Even if the lesson of 'Azur Civil Unrest' fades. Can't you imagine if you had decent eyes and ears, like the end of an idiot who sold a fight to 'Crester'?

Sure, there must have been an example of an asshole who had a little bit of a crested zephyra peeled off and collapsed this past spring. The Krester family, which almost ignores bad reviews and rushes away, uses whatever nails or fangs they are hiding to knock their enemies down to the bottom of the Narrow, the moment they are directly harmed. The fate of those who set their youngest daughter in such a trap, who grew up with plenty of family affection, is dark.

To this point, the Prime Minister and Alford are so blue to the self-evident reason that ends in a word of "ahhh" if other personnel, "those who have fitted into the trap" are externally "the whole royal palace". Of course they are the subject of the Krester family being stripped of their fangs, "I see, the royal palace, is the 'country' trying to kill Deanna?... you don't have a problem destroying that country, do you?" and I'm more scared than anything that the Crestors will leave. If you care, you can destroy a country, it's a house with all its potential, the Crestors.

The Chancellor, who suppressed his forehead, sighed deeply.

"You can't do what the fool did, what he didn't do now. That's why I'm asking where His Majesty is.... If this happens, we have to stop Deanna's execution alone."

- Execution?

Words popped up doubting his ears, and Alford overheard them. The Chancellor looks back at him as if he were frightened.

"You didn't know? Tomorrow at noon in the front square of the royal palace, they're going to take out guillotine, which has been turned into a relic of the previous era, and soften it up."

"... in the first place, can you use it? It was last used hundreds of years ago. I'm sure it's rusty."

"For a whole day, it is possible to replace the blade with a new one so that it can be used. The Knight of the Royal Palace is already in motion."

"If it's ruined, could you just be alone? Hey, don't get involved, seriously."

"It's the same thing I want to say about that. If you find out, tell me where His Majesty is."

The reason why His Excellency the Chancellor is always in a hurry by removing the exterior surface is now swallowed. If this is indeed the case, avoiding execution with the royal voice may be one of the few favorites that can be taken by the royal palace.

Alford worried a little...... Again, he shook his neck to the side. The Chancellor's eyes become round.

"Alford."

"Your Excellency's thoughts, I understand. But... could you please give me some time?"

The competent prime minister seems to have understood correctly the words that dared to blur the subject. Ordinary brown eyes dwell the light of thought.

"Your Grace, what are you doing?

"At least not sink the country, not a passive measure. We are continuing the battle that only he can fight to unlock this situation, make it better, and connect the future."

From the bottom of his lungs, he exhales, and Alford sees the Chancellor.

"Of course, we were instructed to think of direct measures for what is happening now. - My lord, will you not believe the king to the end?"

I can handle stopping the execution with my life. Passive, 'hands' that can only be on the defensive side should be kept until the end.

Alford knows as much as someone who set this up enjoys themselves - the face of the Crestors, the self who cooperates with them, and even those who 'hostile' to it - in another dimension, like a pawn-playing handler, putting everything on a board. All faceless' masterminds', though I don't know who that is.

The 'pawn', who has never taken a noticeable move, and who can only be flushed into a situation, should not be the one who values it for the 'mastermind'. - Even if it was a 'pawn' with a peculiar ability to overshadow the flow on the board, depending on the movement.

Yes, because it has been 'incompetent' before.

Juke can be a 'handful' of reversals.... trying to be, I am.

"Here and now, where we managed to quell the Wrath of the Crestors and connect our lives, it's a repeat of the same thing in the end if things don't change. The gulf between conservatives and innovators will deepen, and the country will slowly decline, with the creation of a bond with foreign countries. Nor is the battle that arises from the miseating of claims any longer a hypothetical story"

"... oh yeah"

"Sooner or later a nation will perish, it will be the same where it has now perished. At least if the Crestors will destroy us, the impact on the people will be minimal. … if you want to scratch your feet badly during your life, you want to at least scratch them in a fruitful way, not just to extend your life."

"Alford.... will I still make it '

It reminds me of Juke's glance when I heard about "Red Rose Binding".

'I'm not sure this is right. At the end of the day, no matter how far I go, I'm only thinking about Shayla. Maybe I'm just trying to reason with that outside and convince myself'

I shook my head sideways many times, "Still," he said.

'Even if this is a mistake. I don't want to go back to the King, who stomps on others because of his own ignorance and sacrifices.

Just quietly, with a clear eye, towards Alford.

- I don't want to give up.

Don't get lost, get rid of him.... Alford is.

"... I want to believe that one. I want to see the future that he creates."

"Alford......"

"No matter how much, I don't care if they beat me. Even on your knees. That one, I'm not giving up. Run to blame and don't choose the path to stop. - How can you be abandoned? How can I choose to escape if I don't run away?"

"You..."

"You can't be unaware that doom is imminent. Still, it should be noted that that person's eyes look at the future. Then all I can do is trust me to the end and support you. … is it not"

For a while, the Chancellor did not utter a word. Keep your gaze out of his way so you can accept Alford's determination.

Eventually - the competent Chancellor laughs quietly.

"... young, huh"

"What?"

"But it's always reckless behavior that paves the way for the times, not knowing the fears of the young people"

Words that seemed derogatory also had complex sounds. It's like a myriad of deeply mixed thoughts blend together beyond measure to a blue genius like Alford.

Before asking what the word meant, the Chancellor nodded one thing.

"Your Majesty and I shall trust you. - Try it, like you want to."

"... thank you"

"By the way, what are you going to do now?

Say a little, think.

"First...... go to Miss Deanna. I haven't been able to talk to her yet because I've been running around since I got the news."

"Do you know where it is?

"Yes. Then - I don't know if I'll see you, but go to Edward"

The Chancellor glanced lightly.

"Even though you know it's no use?

"As a person on the 'Royal Palace' side of the day, you will need to apologize. Then… it's a public/private confusion, but I'm going to use my friend's position to appeal to emotion."

"I'm saying that's for nothing. On the contrary, it could be counterproductive."

"I know. But I need to use all the hands I can use. At least Ed's still less difficult than me attacking Master Dualis directly."

"... so is that"

Nodding, the Chancellor exhaled.

"At best, I'll use the Prime Minister's position to flatter their requests. If it is to be an execution of nobility, the approval of the Prime Minister and the King is absolutely necessary. If the king goes missing and the prime minister runs away, they can't move as they think."

"It helps. - Well, here I am."

Once again, thanks to His Excellency the Chancellor, Alford followed the scene early enough.

And the Chancellor, Volts Mondria, who dropped him off like that...

"'In a time of movement, don't wait for me'... The Son whom you have left will be king of this kingdom, or king of guidance? Hey, Ooster..."

He spoke to his' friend 'who was not here, turned his heel, and returned to his battlefield.