The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

"Darren, I'm sorry. Please come."

"Fine, Prince. So what are you doing calling me all of a sudden?

Darren had been summoned to the office used by Algard in the mansion.

Even the office is a room for Algardo to check the results of ex-post reports and studies, so it is the current situation that serves as a storage room for reports and materials.

Algard sends his gaze to Darren as he elbows the desk. So Darren raised his eyebrows slightly.

Darren's knowledge of Algard was always faceless. He was a man who made me feel more shady than cautious so as not to put my emotions on the table intentionally.

What's wrong with that? Do you see a clear light of will in its eyes and a slightly softer expression? Darren looked carefully at Algard to see what this change meant.

"Darren. Actually, what do you say? Is this land going to work?

"What the hell kind of blow? You never cared about that before."

"Well, yeah. That later. So, what do you say?

"Thank you very much, by mistake. We're understaffed, and there's no reason to get more. It must not be futile to have a taste because there is a precedent like" Black Forest ”. The location and conditions are not good."

The Black Forest is still being explored and can be used as a resource mining site because it allows the Knights to stay.

But in this part of the border, the role of the Knights is defensive in addition to the extraction of resources. The truth is that you can't turn your power to mining. Algard and the others are taking the initiative to make a big difference there.

"So can we see that as long as we have all the fighting power, we can expect something in return?

"That's, well. This place is still untapped."

"Right.... Hey, Darren. As a matter of fact, I know one person who's going to be instant."

"Hmm?"

"Strength, yes. It's one step worse than that sister, but I'd say it's more than my sister's power to deal with it extensively."

"... Huh?

Darren caught the edge of his lips looking funny at Algard's words and showed them.

"If such a man joins us as a force of war, we can see hope that we can reach out to mining."

"Right."

"But which one is it? He is."

"Someone close to you."

"Just kidding."

Damn, Darren snorted his throat, and now it's time to zero his laugh.

The fact that Algard also has an invincible look on his face has led Darren to laugh.

"What kind of change of heart is that? Because I'm gonna stop pulling?

"Oh. What, when I thought it was time to move on with research in the field. If you're blunt, you'll lose the value of the corners, right? So, what do you say? You think I'm gonna be a force for war in your eyes?

"That's the joke. There's no way he's going to be able to fight that Marauder right in front of him."

"Then there's no problem."

"... is that good?

Darren asks to make a push. There is no grin on that look, it shoots straight through Algardo with something seriously tight.

While under Darren's gaze, Algard rises with his hands on the desk. Look at your own hand, hold your fist, and then Algard tells you.

"I remember."

"What? What?

"I was your sister."

"... blah, hahahaha!! Hino, hi-ha-ha!! Oh, are you going to kill me laughing?!?"

Darren laughed out loud with her belly holding her belly to say she couldn't stand it this time.

Even if Darren is laughing until tears come to mind, Algard doesn't look offended either. I'm rather good enough to put my arms together and show them.

"What are you reopening?!

"Is that bad?

"Come on? I don't know about that one. So, what do you want from the prince of your sister and son?

"From now on, spiritual stones will be indispensable for the governance of my sister. I'm going to start with it first."

"Is that what the prince decided to do?

"Oh.... and"

Algard continues as he distorts the look of reopening to Darren and scratches his nose head with illumination.

"... if you don't dress up a little, you'll look great"

"Ooh, ooh. Didn't you say" no hands "?

"I've decided to stop being held captive by the past."

Algard says with a slightly bitter mixed grin at the teasing Darren inquiry.

I wonder if that's the word Darren asked me the other day, and because it includes other meanings. Darren unwittingly narrows her eyes.

I didn't think the day would come when I could hear that word from that Algard.

"... is that right?"

"Ah. Perhaps it wasn't that difficult. It just doesn't make sense. I'm sure."

"... Huh. Then you're welcome, Prince."

"Oh, I need a mouthful from you, too."

"Guys, you're not saying no, are you? Anyway, I want to borrow your cat's hand."

"I know something about you."

"Hmm?... Oh, is that why you want to look good"

That's what I'm talking about.

Understanding what Algard's words meant, Darren glanced over his shoulder and showed him.

It's blue, and. Yes, whining in my heart.

"Al!"

After finishing the discussion with Darren, Algard was out into the mansion's garden. Acrylics were waiting there.

If Acrylic finds what Algard looks like, he rushes over to fly straight. An acrylic with momentum jumps straight ahead and comes towards Algard.

He opens his eyes a little before Algardo takes the acrylic. One step, I pulled my leg, but I was able to take it safely. Zero breath of relief, yet I can hold on to the acrylic I've been holding.

"Damn...... you seem to be feeling better"

"Yeah! 'Cause this one's for real!

"I'm hoping. I got a good story on this one."

"Oh well. Well, here we go."

"... oh yeah"

Put down the acrylic that was holding him, and Algard stroked his head. As he narrowed his eyes to the touch of his wolf ear, the acrylic was also closing his eyes comfortably.

They had done so for a while, but they let go of the hand that Fu and Algardo had been stroking Acrylic's head.

"... once you decide, don't be surprised how easy it was."

"Al?"

"There's always been something I want to do. I just didn't want to think so, because I knew that would not be tolerated. But this is what I've always wanted to do. I feel like I'm laughing naturally right now."

Algardo takes acrylic hands. Drop your mouth on the back of your hand as it is.

Acrylic is staring at Algardo, who has spoken in his hand with his face. Noticing the look on Acrylic's face, Algardo frowned and laughed as troubled.

"Mouth on the back of your hand shows respect."

"Oh well. That's what it means."

"In the meantime, let me teach you how aristocracy works. Acrylic still has something to teach you."

"Yeah. Tell me a lot about it, about your studies, about Al."

"Oh. Me too, I'd like to know more about you. Acrylic."

On the look of acrylic smiling with pleasure, Algardo smiles full face so that he is caught as well.

The two of them were smiling at each other, but Fu and Algardo reached for the acrylic cheeks. Keep your fingers around your cheeks and your fingers slide ahead of you as you pass on your chin.

Lifting Acrylic's jaw to make him look up, Acrylic stiffened himself only for a moment, but closed his eyes and deposited himself with Algard.

Algardo leans on his lips as he pecks the lips of an acrylic with his eyes closed. Short mouthing, just touching each other's heat.

"... mouthful, what does that mean?

"That's something I don't have to teach you."

"You won't tell me?

Algardo's eyebrows distort in acrylics that tearfully laugh to show his teeth. I closed my eyes firmly as it was and slowly exhaled after stopping the movement for a while.

"... I like you"

"Yeah.... hehe, shy, dude"

"Let me tell you something. Say it often."

"'Cause you're not interested in kids, are you?

"Oh, that's...!

"So look at me, right? I will always be."

Acrylic reaches out and grabs Algard's cheek with both hands and mouths him to stretch his back.

However, the acrylic frowned uncomfortably making a small, tooth-bumped noise. Algard, who saw it, smiled unbearably.

"... you're just a kid"

"Oh, shut up!

"You can grow it carefully, but surely you shouldn't have thought you could be free?

"... Al would be fine"

Pepper, Acrylic says as he lays down his ear and strays from his gaze. Seeing its cheeks stained with pearls, Algardo glanced down at his eyebrows.

Acrylic glances back at Algardo, who shivered slightly, to see if he was laughed at. However, his vision is filled with Algard.

"Me too, good acrylic"

"... ugh, hmm"

"Even myself, I'm surprised. … I wondered if I could love people so much."

"Yeah."

Acrylic closes her eyes and gently deposits herself in Algardo, where she can force herself to scratch.

A soft breeze blew into the garden. Gently, like caressing the two of you gently.

and and. The sound of the tip of the pen tapping the desk echoes in the quiet office.

It is Uphilia, the young new queen of the Kingdom of Palletia, who returns the pen to the pen stand with his sigh. She adds her fingers from tiredness or rubbing the wrinkles that were leaning between her eyebrows.

"... you have a headache. The price of spiritual stones is soaring...... it is inevitable that it will have an impact, but it is also here that we make the people feel bad. To delay the deployment of the Knights' magic props..."

Today, only Uphilia is in the office because his assistant, the late King Orphans, is also on leave. Troubled, she sticks it out in her mouth and puts it out.

Uphilia was concerned that the spread of magic had increased the demand for spiritual stones, and that the effect of spiritual stones, which continued to spike in price as a result, began to twitch on the table.

I don't want to stop the momentum of demand, but I can't shake a sleeve without it. Because we cannot afford more than the limited resources we can acquire.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

"Yes? You may come in"

Second, the sound of the door knocking on Ufiria's ear, which was sighing in troubles.

If I gave permission to enter, Matthew, the Knights of Kingsguard, stood there. Matthew walks over to Uphilia after a thank you.

"Head of the Sprout Knights. Can I help you?

"I'm sorry I'm on my way to government. But I'd like to show this to Her Majesty the Queen."

With that said, it's a single letter Matthew gave to Uphilia. Uphilia blinks suspiciously at the letter offered.

"What about this one?

"This is a letter delivered to the Kingsguard Knights via the Knights of the Borders"

"From the border...? Which one is it?

"If you look through your eyes, you'll understand."

Uphilia tilted her neck at Matthew's words, which included laughter somewhere, but took the letter offered and looked through.

And the look on Ufiria's face changed in many ways. At first he opened his eyes full of surprise, then zeroed his exhale to say he couldn't believe it, and dropped his gaze with an indescribable look.

"This is..."

"A gift, should I say?"

Matthew tells Uphilia in a calm voice with a look like he doesn't know what to put on his face.

Ufiria gently glances with her fingers to ascertain the contents of the letter. It is a new mining site for spiritual stones, and informs them that it is possible to dedicate as many spiritual stones as possible compared to normal years.

Uphilia then narrows her eyes and touches them to see the last sentence.

"Dear Sister, To Improve"

What does that word mean? Ufiria had difficulty choosing her facial expression and whined as she turned out to be a difficult face to describe.

"... to Anis, I have to show you"

What would that man look like? Uphilia's mouth, whining so, was grinning.