The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

The battle between the Revolutionary Government and the Diaghilev Empire closed with the victory of the Revolutionary Government.

Half a month had elapsed since then, and now the emperor, who disparaged the Diaghilev Empire into chaos, was captured, and Gustave was also executed after the trial.

Of course, the Imperial Army is withdrawing from the Kingdom of Rolands. His Royal Highness Edward and Lady Julianna have also returned to the country, but will be able to see you again at the harmony conference in a few weeks' time.

(... which role is heavier, the guide of the new country or the emperor of the old country...)

I, Avrola Diaghilev, walk alone on the top floor of the palace.

Back in the day, in the royal neighbourhood, I snuck in with the help of my sisters, but now no one will blame me for my visit.

When I let the maid open the heavy door with the luxurious wooden carvings, I did not hesitate to enter the room.

"Good morning, sister Avrola"

It was the last emperor of the Diaghilev Empire - my brother Seraphim - who smiled with a blue and white face.

"Seraphim, how are you?

"Avrola, when I saw your sister's face, it was totally better"

With that said Seraphim smiles, but I know very well that his condition is not fragrant.

My hands and feet have become as thin as dead trees, and I haven't eaten properly this past week. The medicine is the best way to disperse the pain, and from the standpoint of the samurai doctors, it is not strange to die at any time.

"I thank you for treating sinners so well. I'm sorry, Avrola, sister. I can't even be executed, with a useless emperor..."

Seraphim was also dangerously debilitated to make him walk.

We couldn't put him on trial in that state, and it took the form of waiting for time if we didn't have to shed extra blood.

"I don't know... I don't care what anyone says...!

I hold the cold hand of Seraphim, and desperately share the heat.

But always his hands don't get warm.

"We all know that Gustave was exercising the Emperor's authority against Seraphim's will on his own. So even if you can't forgive me for the emperor... he's accepting the royal blood and counting on me."

"... well. If I can be the foundation of this country, I'm still happy..."

Seraphim grinned and touched my cheek with his trembling hand.

"Hey, Avrola, sister. Do you know what the royal family's primary duty is?

"... is it to enrich the people? Or not to start a war?

"It's off. It's about leaving blood behind."

Seraphim's eyes do not feel weak, and he feels a hegemony unlike the Emperor's.

"... with blood, the country can be rebuilt, even in the wilderness. Even if they lose the war and take the name of the country, if there's blood left, it's not a complete defeat. So..."

Seraphim can no longer even raise his hand, and he drifts his arm over the sheet, pointing his uncertain eye at me.

"Avrola, sister, make a family with someone you love. Whether this country is new or not... I do want you to tell your sons and grandchildren that the royal family of Diaghilev existed. I can't leave anything behind, carve a living sign into the world. of the Emperor of Fools... is my last wish"

"... I accept it with all due respect. The name of Diagirev is -"

I swallowed the words along the way.

Seraphim took his breath away, showing the most tranquil sleep he had ever seen.

No one speaks the language anymore. When I dropped my dear kiss on Seraphim's forehead, I left the room early.

"Enough, Avrola."

"... Ivan. That's enough."

In the hallway, Ivan dressed as a knight refrained.

"Everyone is waiting for Avrola in the conference room."

"Yes. You've made me take the time. I'll be right there."

When I wipe away the tears that seep into my eyes from Ivan, I walk early to the conference room.

Ivan followed me as a matter of course.

"Have you decided on the name of the country yet? The rapprochement meeting with the Kingdom of Rolands is about to begin, and I think we need you to hurry."

"... the Republic of Diagilev (...), nothing else. If you disagree, I won't give you this much."

To bear the name of a country that you have deliberately defeated may be subject to the slander of many. The opinion will also emerge that we should not do anything to the detriment of the rapprochement conference.

"It's not okay. You knew everything and you made up your mind, didn't you? Then I support Avrola"

"... I thought you'd disagree."

"I don't care about the name of the country or anything, and I wouldn't disagree. Besides... there are other people on my side. Avrola isn't the only one who wants to protect what the foolish emperor left behind."

"... were you eavesdropping on my conversation with Seraphim? This is why I hate thieves."

"Thieves, not thieves, my witch house"

When I exhale in a frightened sigh, I open the door of the conference room.

And in my heart, I murmured words I couldn't pass on to the last emperor.

Diagilev's name and blood will go on forever. I'm going to spend the rest of my life shaping it.