The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

The world is as wide as I can imagine. In a man's lifetime or so, he will not be able to visit all the land, etc.

"Marquis Brovel! Where is the Kingdom of Samorta!?

I climbed up on a map spread out on the floor and asked the Marquis of Blobel as I heightened my excitement.

Marquis Brovel narrowed his eyes gently, pointing to the right edge of the map.

"This is the Kingdom of Samorta, Your Highness Princess Listasha. It borders the Diaghilev Empire to the north, the Kingdom of Rolands to the east, and the Oliver Empire to the south."

"... Diaghilev Empire. But it's a mighty country that grew up with aggression."

I said in remembrance of the history of the Kingdom of Samorta, which I taught the Marquis of Blobel.

"It's the left. The Kingdom of Samorta has never been at war as it is fortunate to have its borders with the Diaghilev Empire surrounded by high icebergs"

"But the neighboring kingdoms of Rolands and Diaghilev have fought many wars."

"Yes, but all of them have the Kingdom of Rolands leaving the Diaghilev Empire. That country is mighty. We won't invade, but we have plenty of resources and enough military power to protect them. Samorta's hundreds of years of clandestine influence on the Kingdom of Rolands"

"... that if the Kingdom of Rolands loses the Diaghilev Empire, this Samorta will be easily erased from the map"

I slowly saw the border between the kingdoms of Roland and Samorta with my fingers.

"It's great that you understand that. My country is never, ever, a God protected country. I was just a little lucky. So don't be alarmed. People's technology is advancing every day. It's quite possible that you can break nature's fortress."

"... nothing will change. Person and country continually seek"

I spinned the words taught to the Marquis Brovel many times.

The Kingdom of Samorta is less powerful than its neighbors. The military might in particular is enough to have a sense of crisis, partly because there has been no war for a long time.

It seems that the upper management of the Kingdom of Samorta has also determined that the clan cannot continue any longer. Not immediately, but we will gradually regain intimacy with other countries.

"With that said, Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha. Do you know the princess of God's eye in the Kingdom of Rolands?

"And I don't know. Is there a man with a divine eye besides King Samorta, me and Brother Ardarberto!?

The divine eye is a characteristic that only appears in the limited royalty of the Kingdom of Samorta. It never occurred to me that there were people in the Kingdom of Roland with the same divine eyes.

(And I can't believe it's the same gender as me...!

My heart expects only a little.

"Juliette, now the great aunt of His Majesty the King, has been bequeathed to the Duke of the Kingdom of Rolands. She herself was not divinely eyed, but her daughter and grandson seemed to have been born with divine eyes. Unfortunate or fortunate..."

"... If you weren't born in Samorta, I'm sure you'd be fortunate"

"If you're the god-eyed princess of the Kingdom of Rolands, you might be friends with Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha. We're close to being old."

I'm not sure what "Together" is. It's not real to me, it only appears in the story.

I have been despised since my birth. Even now that you have taken only a few considerations from your father through the Marquis of Blobel and have been treated like a princess, few men come near to me.

(... that I have a lista. But......)

"One day...... I'd like to meet the princess of God's eye in the Kingdom of Rolands. I don't want you to be friends with me. But if you'll excuse me... I'd like you to join me for a tea party and talk to me."

"Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha is the pride of the Kingdom of Samorta that my eyes have raised. No one is unattractive."

"... thank you, Marquis Blobel"

Even if it was a compliment, I am delighted with the words of Marquis Blobel.

Ever since I lost my mother, no one has affirmed my existence. Now I have Lista and two Marquises of Blobel.

(... I'm not alone anymore)

My world, which was narrow and bitter, was spreading, and my days were beginning to colour -