The aristocracy belonging to the Kingdom of Levios exceeds 200.
This is almost double the number compared to that of the Jinker En Empire.
As far as I can see on the map, there is no such great difference in area between kingdom and empire territory. Nevertheless, there are historical differences in the number of aristocrats.
Imperial aristocratic territory is often wider than kingdom aristocratic territory.
A relative assessment of the size of the Silopea territory in the ABC three-stage is well understood. As a kingdom aristocrat it would be an A rating, but if you see it as an imperial aristocrat it should be categorized as a B rating. That's all there are small aristocrats in the kingdom.
The western part of the continent, the present imperial territory, was the land of the fiercest battle where turmoil burned, and its fireworks burned heaven all scorched. It is a time when many aristocrats have turned to ashes. But it is also true that many ambitious nobles rose on the rising airflow born there. Needless to say, the Zinker En Emperor, the Qualdenze family and the Špiazzek family can also be considered representative examples of this.
In the western part of the continent, which boiled too much, it was easy to accelerate the flow of the integration and abolition of the aristocracy. Of course, there's never been an imperial nobleman who finds a strong boss early and subordinates him in search of asylum, who rolls off all at once in the middle even though the beginning of the turmoil was yike, and then just somehow survives in luck...... and still only has a small territory.
Meanwhile, turbulent fires have also blown in the eastern part of the continent, but the number of aristocrats who have made the leap is not that high.
The priesthood is connected vertically and the indigenous system is connected horizontally. This is the view expressed in that book by historians who analysed the period of war and the rise of the aristocracy.
Priestly nobles who had more or less connections in the centre before the turmoil rarely received daughters of priests from the Holy City as daughters, or had dealings with nobles in other regions in introductions to high priests who would become superiors. There was a tendency to emphasize the vertical relationship between "priests and nobles".
In comparison, the indigenous nobility, originating from the native lords, had the idea of taking care of the connections between relatives, neighborhoods and communities, that is, the relationship next to "nobility and nobility". Some of them may have been ascendant-oriented aristocrats admiring the Holy City, the heart of continental culture, but it is also said that it was not a majority.
And there were many indigenous aristocrats in the eastern part of the continent.
They were also not forced to fight at the behest of their superiors, priests, during the war period, but they did not want to fight as thoughtfully as the nobles of the West. I mean neighbors who were close to each other every day, nobles in the area. It's like a comrade who can't break off with an enemy ally in a nutshell, sometimes in conflict over interests, sometimes in connection to maintain your home, or joining forces in a battle against a mature warcraft. You wouldn't want to kill each other because you were ordered to.
As a result, I think there is no choice but to enter the battle in a format that taps into each other to the extent of your affection while peeking at the complexion of the priest.
... Given that, the Levios family is quite heterogeneous, moving out of the early stages of unrest and expanding greatly. It is an aggressor spirit rounded out.
In the end, the eastern part of the country caught on fire in earnest only after the generation that knew the circle of the region disappeared. For the generation born after the beginning of the unrest, he was not a comrade of war with the nobility of the region, he was only an enemy fighting his own home from birth.
Immediate ignition like pounding kerosene, compared to the Great Burning West, took about a generation or two before the East became an ocean of fire.
The turmoil finally peaked in calories around the middle.
But in those days, there was a definitive difference between the west and the east.
In the east, priests still had influence. The priests' intervention was also halfway through a very troublesome state, probably because of the continuing struggle over Nana.
The western part, on the other hand, exploded into flames at the beginning, so the vertical line of "priests and nobles" was beautifully refreshed and ashed during this period. It is also said that the ongoing war was due to the noble ambition to just be purely greater, that the existence of a priest no longer had but a great nominal role to play in waging the war.
This can be seen by looking at historical facts.
The first aristocratic state on the Elo continent was born in the western part of the continent seven or eighty years after the beginning of the unrest. It will never be tolerated in a world where the authority of priests is preserved, such as the founding of a country by nobility. Given that almost at the same time as this, the Kingdom of the Spiazeik family Voystra and a number of states have been born since then, it can be readily inferred that the priestly forces have lost their influence in the West.
But the first aristocratic nation born in the east is the Kingdom of Levios. Counting from the outbreak of turmoil, is it about 120 or 130 years later? And so far this is the first and last aristocratic nation born in the east.
It is also clear from the historical facts that the western part of the continent was coming off the curse of the priest as soon as possible.
It is said that the first king Levios hated the priest all the more, and put his heart and soul into his elimination.
It also seems like someone who moves with hot emotions when I hear just this. However, in view of the reign after that deserving to be regarded as deliberate reluctance, I do not think that is generally possible to say so.
Complete destruction of the authority of priesthood, as in the west, is essential to accomplishing the founding of an aristocratic state in the eastern part of the continent... I'm going to be convinced that under such ruthless calculations I was acting hateful of priests.
It also seems to me that there is something behind it that spoke of the autonomy and unity of the nobility. For example, I wanted to lead the war to an end before more nobles with a territory as large as the West......
Whatever it was, the eastern part of the continent was relatively easy for the aristocrats to survive, even if they remained small, thanks to the slow start dash and the presence of a powerful grand nobleman called the Levios.
It is only natural that there are many small and medium-sized aristocrats in the kingdom nobility.
Nevertheless.
Isn't it interesting in history that the Jinker En Empire has settled into a system that is so similar to pre-turbulent in shape that the emperor culminates in a vertical system, and the Kingdom of Levios in a horizontal system where nobles are nominally equal to each other?
… etc., and with a half-reality escape in mind, I watched so many lords and ancestors of the kingdom in front of me.
My head creaks.
"... that's a great number"
The opening ceremony of Wangdu Social will take place in a large conference hall named "Between Round Tables". They say this doesn't change the usual socialisation or the extraordinary big socialisation like this one.
The first King Levios once said he had a consultation with neighboring aristocrats under the blue skies of summer about the founding of an aristocratic state. Well, actually, I'd say it's more like a follow up check than a consultation. In any case, it is an important ritual for the kingdom that nobles speak to each other at a round table. So it's important to build a building.
"Mm-hmm. I've never seen them all this far either"
My father reacted briefly to my words.
Meetings between the round tables are held in the Wang capital in mid-August each year. When I say meeting, it's just a dinner party between kingdom aristocratic principals, and I'm not obliged to attend. Basically, the kingdom aristocracy is self-governing first, so if you attend as many as 20% of the whole thing?
And about two months from the August meeting is the kingdom's social season, when the nobles disappear from nature and the king's capital, as it will be time to sprinkle the wheat seeds around October and November.
The kingdom nobility, who did not attend the meeting, visits the King's Capital in September October at a convenient time for our Lord to make an alibi, and generally spends about half a month returning. They say some parts of the house go home in about a week.
It is a truly free kingdom. However, a meeting between nobles is also a difficult event to deal with.
Only the Lord ancestors can replace the Lord ancestors in the values of the Elo continent. In other words, sending knights as nominees to places where noble attendance is required would be an extremely disrespectful act. Close to the rumbling that "your opponents are enough for your subordinates".
Letters from the Lord. Gifts may be given to the organizers, and the word of the Lord may be communicated, but they may not be present instead. Because it also leads to insulting the other participants, the Lord Ancestors.
And the autonomy of the nobility is respected in the kingdom. It is very hurdled to impose any obligation on our Lord. It was also natural that attendance at the meeting would fall.
"Usually round tables are used, right?
"Uh-huh. But it must be hard for this number of people."
There was no such thing as a round table, and now the table and chair sets were set up at equal intervals on this tournament floor as in a Japanese wedding reception venue. The table is in the shape of a longitudinal hexagon, about one tatami in size, and one table per nobleman is assigned. I mean, I guess there's nearly 200 tables lined up in this room right now.
The large conference hall is large enough, but still we should not be able to provide a round table for all the kingdom nobles to sit on. Even if we take one meter wide each, we will need a round table of 400 people, or 400 meters circumferentially, because two contemporary generations will sit in over 200 aristocratic households. If you divide this by the circumference rate, it's about 130 meters in diameter, and I can't prepare such a round table no matter what you think. It would also be an unavoidable decision to venue the reception.
However, consideration was asked around the table being placed as a wheat mark drawn on the flag of the Kingdom of Levios.
This time the table is not a round table but is inspired by the Levios flag.
The Levios flag is inspired by the reciprocity of the nobility.
Above all, we do not use a round table this time, but the country of aristocratic reciprocity does not shake...... I guess the Levios show this kind of three-stage argument. The royal family is just paying attention and it's a big deal.
By the way, at the time of the founding of the country, they used a huge round table that cut down the great trees and made them, but as the kingdom nobility grew, they couldn't sit down, and now they're turning into a donut-shaped round table that they made by coupling several desks together.
Yesterday, Prince Dunkel asked me to take a look at the first round table during a tour of the Royal Castle, which unfortunately didn't come true because it was housed in an old warehouse under the castle.
"Maybe it's no longer time to use a round table."
"It makes sense, but that would be a pioneering idea in the kingdom"
I think I'm done with reciprocal relations between kingdom aristocrats, but it still sounds like a better topic not to talk too loud.
As a Qualdenze family, it is easier and more convenient to wage war with the title that nobility is reciprocal. You won't even have to dare deny it.
I keep thinking about boring things because of how sick I feel.
"And you can't inadvertently detect. Your eyes are turning."
"Yes, it made me very sick..."
Earlier, when I unconsciously activated detective magic, I was very uncomfortable.
Only contemporary and next generation and one subordinate are allowed to enter the venue of this competition. Basically every house brings a leading knight to its subordinate frame, and the Qualdenze family also places a knight, Gatoren.
It seems that there are occasionally desperate families like the Evenapis who have no next generation, but basically because they are aligned with contemporary generations, simple calculations will have about 400 main ancestors in this room. It's a hell of a space.
Even though it is a large room, it is clearly in an unusual state that the Lord ancestors assemble so far in one room.
The inadvertently released detective magic has captured that large crowd, and my eyes are blinded by the mighty rush of magic characteristic of the Lord's ancestors... my brain. A flash of light broke through my head, and my thoughts turned bright white for a moment. The pressure of information seemed to crush the brain.
To be clear, I feel pretty bad.
My father looks at this one with a slightly frightened face. As it is, I'm like, "Don't do it, okay? Don't do it!?" He is an asshole son who has been told to do it. Make a one-off excuse.
"I was wondering if Princess Orcian was lurking somewhere. I followed you."
"... what else"
That girl shouldn't be in this room because she's not the owner of the Mirendorva family or the next one... but I wonder why, am I the only one who feels like she's going to show up from behind while she's doing this right now?
I wanted to make sure this room wasn't here. Almost unconsciously, it activated detective magic.
"Are you all right?
"It's okay."
But the 400 Lord ancestors are too disgusting.
I would have known this ochi because I felt pretty bad just doing detective magic at the Qualdenze Mansion. I'm apparently quite frightened of Orcians.
"... there will still be time before King Levios greets. Why don't you go outside once and relax?
The large conference hall shall be entered in order of participation in the kingdom. When the Levios family and the aristocratic family, which are early members of statehood, stand by indoors, the aristocratic family of post-statehood members are led into the house by the Levios people.
It was about twenty years ago and very recently that the Quordenze family joined the kingdom, but a number of small grain aristocrats have also participated since then. In order to enter the room at leisurely intervals, some houses had not yet arrived.
"No, I'm fine. Some come to say hello, because I have trouble getting important stories out where I'm not"
Because of the frustration, I even hate words. I heard about mutual engagement in my absence, and it's also a tow ball to my father, who's even more positive.
I told my father that I was strongly opposed. And then how far are we really going to stand up to it? I wish I could find a breakthrough somewhere......
My father smiles bitterly and looks at me, but words were never spinned in particular. I suppose you've decided that we're not talking about this right now.
Now, during this round table, it is in a welcome mode.
According to my father, the usual social routine seems to be free time for appropriately flirting and having conversations between the beginning of the whole speech by King Levios. In the clockless El Oro continent, no schedule has been made for minute inscriptions with which houses come at what time, from what time to open greetings, from what time to welcome, etc. The Knights and Civilians of the Levios family, who guide them, read the time and air well to advance the program.
But it still seemed difficult to create a social atmosphere in one of Orcian's the other day.
Most of them are just talking about cheering near their seats, in short, coming together in small pieces in their own factions and community circles.
I talked about it because of my dislike for my father, but it was still not an important story in this kind of place.
When the nobles of the Quordenze come and greet them, they reply, "Whoa," which is a repetition. Easy stuff.
For a while my father and I received greetings from the visiting nobles and repeated the move to have a light chat and break up.
In doing so, fewer aristocrats greet each other, and the mood recovers somewhat to afford to look around. I was in a mood swing, and I looked at the stage set in the back of the room and the table set in the front row of the stage.
In addition to the three Levios, Atelahan and Mirendorva houses, the front row is lined with a number of smaller aristocrats.
After all, they are only called the five great nobles, and there are many nobles who come to greet them about their three houses. Due to the distance, it is not possible to ascertain the appearance of Grand Duke Mirendorva and his men, the Marquis of Atelahan and his next princess, Princess Carmia.
I also thought about strengthening my eyesight, but I stopped because I would have trouble getting my magic activated and weird on this occasion. I haven't even recovered yet.
"What are you looking at?
"We are looking at the aristocracy in the Roushna region. I wonder which seat is which house."
It was easy to see the aristocracy sitting near the Levios family because not many greeting aristocrats had come. Sometimes I was a hippo, and I was quizzing against my knowledge of which seat was which house in my brain.
It doesn't even go to much of a glimpse, and it doesn't look good that it's blurry up in the sky. While I'm doing this brain quiz, I can be a Qualdenze family man looking forward with a serious face.
Anyway, you're going to be talking to them in social time after this, and I want you to match your face with your family name while you're at it. Even the numbers are high.
Besides, the indoor nobles are about to get bored and watch the crest of all the kingdom nobles posted on the wall, so my actions will be within common sense.
"Remember the seating order."
When my father told me that in a small voice, he broke up the conversation with me.
The aristocrats of the Roushna region fall under what we call the "aristocrats who found strong bosses early and subordinated" in the west. The strong boss here means the Levios family. Naturally, the territory is small, no big deal in terms of financial or military strength. However, due to its proximity to the King's capital and the position of kingdom nobility since the founding of the country, political speaking power alone is considerable.
From close proximity to the seat of the Levios family...... the House of the Dukes of Padra, the House of the Marquis of Bancibol, the House of the Marquis of Mormia, the House of the Marquis of Belcrola, the House of the Marquis of Ogro, the House of the Count of Rigellon......? Yeah, I don't know any more.
I remember all the nobles in the Roushna region, but that's about all I can tell by the seating order and the atmosphere. You can tell if you don't even look at the cloak with the crest for the nearly twenty remaining houses.
This territory is small for future socialisation, but your attitude is huge. You will also have a conversation with the nobles, so let's review it later just in case.
Nevertheless, they are such as to symbolize the meaninglessness of the kingdom's title. Adding up all six aristocratic territories that I could discern would not extend to the area of Silopea territory. This impresses me that it's something that can often have a big face. Somehow, I set the rank at the beginning of the story, but as the story progressed, the enemy became too inflated and stale, I had that impression.
I don't know much about the time of the founding of the country, but the Atherahans and others were often satisfied with the Marquis. If you think only of the territorial area, Atelahan alone would be much larger than the entire Lushna region.
While doing so, nobles come to the Qualdenze family to greet them.
Most of them, of course, are aristocratic houses of the Qualdenze sect. On this occasion, the kingdom nobles are showing their place externally.
The Quordenze aristocracy list in my head checked, and all I had left was a family, and the voices I was used to hearing approached me.
"Marquis of Qualdenze, and Lord Wilk. Looking good, more importantly."
He is a middle-aged Oyaji, Viscount Galliana, who looked as ugly as he had painted. This old man has such a villainous face and shape that he wonders if he's doing it on purpose.
"Is this Viscount Galliana?"
So my father and Viscount Galliana greet me briefly.
Next to Viscount Galliana stands one other knight, a girl. Look at me. It's not bad. Although it is a subtle line when it comes to aesthetics.
In the form urged by the Viscount, the girl greeted her with a firm gesture of gratitude. It is a human movement that has lived as a nobleman since birth. At least, Viscount Galliana can't move so far naturally.
Viscount Galliana grinned at me.
"Princess Torch, also say hello to Lord Wilk. We're going to have a longer relationship with the Marquis of Qualdenze than this. Make sure you remember your face."
"Yes, Father-in-law..."
We have already met in the city of Calahanasso, but greetings here also have performance elements. More importantly, the Galliana family is supposed to come and say hello sooner and be in a good standing house. The last thing I came all the way here was nothing more than for the purpose of attracting the attention of other houses.
The Galliana family awarded one of the major counterinsurgency operations devised by the Spiazeik family.
Originally, the Galliana family has been saved by Galliana Milord, who was a big merchant, where their finances are bitter and they are no longer tiny. The territory of Galliana, temporarily drastically diminished by the inhabitants and on the verge of collapse, is beautifully revived by his arms. At this time, the Galliana principals have promised Milord as their adoptive son to be their tentative principals, and in fact their principals Galliana Milord have been born after the territorial reconstruction.
It's like my grandfather Garfis temporarily took over after my grandmother Cassia at the Qualdenze family. There exists a precondition for ceding the housekeeper to his father, Luxe, in the near future.
Galliana Milord also took her place on the condition that she give the governor to the rightful son of the Galliana family, Galliana Deanlissi.
But Galliana Milord, the diplomacy of Viscount Galliana was a dump on the Qualdenze family. It could be described as a troubled policy for the Galliana main house and branch, and the knights, who were originally Atelahan neighbors.
Unfortunately, the Marquis of Qualdenze was appreciating Viscount Galliana. This is a source of crisis for those in the Galliana family. If the Quordenze family interferes with the Galliana family and presses for Milord's son to be the next generation......
It was also significant to have joined the coalition forces of Quordenze in the Nambonan strategy. Their anxiety was on the increase.
What arrived at that time was a ploy from the Spierzeik family.
It is a chance to drain the present contemporary Galliana Milord and set the lineage of the legitimate Galliana family in contemporary times.
The Galliana family rode it. That's all the name values for a great nobleman named the Spierzeik family. He said that counter-attack operations would be successful and Milord could be lowered.
This is how Galliana Deanrissi was taken up, and the plot was moved into action in step with the Spiazeikes.
But Viscount Galliana had pre-sensed the operation. It seemed easy for a Viscount with strong connections in civilian neighborhoods and able to follow numerous subordinate soldiers.
The Viscount led the conscripts, also his real children, to exile to Qualdenze territory and used the people to incite anxiety in Galliana territory.
The plans of the Spierzeik family were then crushed by the success of Operation Serpent's Fang. Thus, only the worst of the Risalts remained: the House of Spiazeik, which was robbed of the Castle of Rishleef and heavily damaged, the official head of the Galliana family, who had exiled to Qualdenze with sufficient subordinate soldiers, and themselves, who acted most repellently in the aristocratic society of rebellion against the Lord.
The future of the conspiracy side is one of despair.
The circumstantial evidence that it was given to the Spierzeik family is sufficient, and more importantly, from the other houses, justice lies in Galliana Milord. Assuming the Quordenze family owned Galliana Milord and attacked Galliana territory, there was nothing wrong with it.
And above all, the problem was that there was nothing wrong with exterminating Galliana territory. Galliana Milord is a blessing child and lust is very strong. It would not be that difficult to rebuild where we have destroyed all the Knights of Galliana territory. There are already a large number of subordinate soldiers who are also real children. It was also easy to imagine that trust from civilians was thick for the sake of their faces anyway, and that there were many people who would help to rebuild.
In other words, one of the fingertips of the Qualdenze family made the Galliana family a potentially obliterated situation from this continent. Later it could be the nobleman Milord family loyal to the Qualdenze family.
It is no longer the lineage that should be preserved here. Those of the Galliana family who resorted to rebellion accepted the next Lord's change in exchange for surrender.
Thus it was Galliana Torch who came to the seat of the next Lord.
Needless to say, its role is to bear the son of Galliana Milord, and to set his son on the head of the Galliana family.
The spider, which entered in the position of provisional principals, independent of their lineage, finally succeeded in winding butterflies with its yarn.
At this end, the city of Nambonan was so excited that Anna wrote to me that it had begun until the festival.
It should be noted that Dean Lissi ends up being sent to the adoptive son of a branch.
It is quite difficult to discuss and execute the Lord Ancestor. No one can negotiate like that. "What is it that a fragile slave or an apostle of his descendants holds the matter of the taking of the life and death of his ancestors! Unforgivable!" because of the underlying idea.
The knights of the Galliana family would have rebelled and opted for a total antiwar if they had said that executing their next host, Deanrissi, was a condition of a truce, etc.
It can be crushed, but that goes against the idea of the Quordenze family wanting to focus on fighting the Spiazeik family. That's why we settled it in the form of dropping it on the bifurcated muscle.
At least we shouldn't be returning to the main house while the Qualdenze family is gaining momentum.
Me and Dean Lissi have been exchanging letters for a long time and I think we've had quite a friendship. For that reason, I also received a sad letter asking me to manage to intercede on this matter, but I forwarded it all to my father for now.
I don't cross dangerous bridges, and I guess it's more or less a thankless story just to have a life. Besides, Viscount Galliana is more useful to the Qualdenze family, and I'm not tired of talking, so it's convenient.
Galliana Torch greets me with a soothing voice when she smiles at me.
"It's Galliana Torch. Your father-in-law took great care of you. We want to try to return this favor to the Qualdenze family, so thank you for your continued support."
I see. "The Qualdenze family"? I guess this way of saying it means that even if we leave the kingdom unconditionally, it will follow.
If it's the next generation of words, even if the surroundings have caused some sort of glitch. If anyone was listening around, albeit in insured terms, they would have understood that the Galliana family had gone completely under the Quordenze umbrella, to the level of subordination.
"I am allowed to be close to Viscount Galliana. I hope to continue to build a good relationship between the present and the next generation as well as the future."
The upward and downward relationship that dominates the Qualdenze family.
So Viscount Galliana laughed with a voice of goodwill.
"Absolutely. From now on, we'd like to deepen our rapport."
Then the Viscount skilfully moved his cape to block sight from the others as he changed the position standing in the natural stream. And move your gaze sharply to peek around.
I was wondering if it was fitting, Viscount Galliana gave me a greasy grin that seemed to hear such kinds of effects as nittering, nesting, and rubbing Princess Torch's chest a few times with one hand.
Mommy, Mommy and the eagle.
"Huh...! My father-in-law..."
"Oops. You've prolonged the conversation a little. Lord Wilk, if you have any trouble with the King's Capital souvenirs, please contact us. You know a good chamber of commerce."
That's all I have to say, he slowly leaves Qualdenze's seat as if nothing had happened. Apparently my father also had a bitter laugh when he said that he could see the milk rub as well, "Whoa... that's a shuddered one". I'm surprised, too.
Hey, and Viscount Galliana is a real villain-like aristocrat............ to be honest, I admire her a lot.
I'm going to have an erection just imagining that fat rounded jaw and stretched to Princess Torch with a beer belly and seeded press. I was.
My stepdaughter, who is also a middle-aged fat pussy from a civilian who offends a noble princess, I can't help but envy her. The look on Princess Torch's face of shame that she showed when she rubbed her milk and her aversion to Viscount Galliana seeped out voice............ very good.
It's subtle when I say personally if I want to have sex with Princess Torch, but if I can possess Viscount Galliana and have sex with Princess Torch, I definitely want to. If you can't do that, at least let me just take a tour.
... If I ask you, will you show me?
"Souvenir? Fannie wanted something."
Coughed up really small, my father said. I guess there's a purpose in paying for the strange air left in this seat.
"Right. Because of this, I'd like you to introduce me."
"Um, okay. I'll ask you later."
Why don't you ask the Slave Chamber to do the same? I'd like to take this opportunity if I had an elf like Eve. I have come to feel the most efficient use of Viscount Galliana's connections.
With Viscount Galliana walking away, the Qualdenze nobility will now have completely digested. The aristocracy that comes to greet me has diminished at once. Everywhere that comes is neutral or indecisive, an indescribably subtle nobleman, who also seems to greet the Zeldomitra and Atelahan families. I feel like they treat me subtly from anywhere in the Three Houses.
It was time for the Levios family to begin their opening remarks. It was fitting, and I heard a voice where I thought so.
"Long time no see"
Rin's calm voice.
Looking back, there was one girl there with wings woven in red clothes, standing with a side service.
"... it shouldn't be so long since it's been days"
He seems to have spoken to me for now, so he responds from me.
It was three days ago that Orcian stormed in. At that time, it was she, the mysterious red headscarf, who came to pick up Orcian, who began to pee and cry.
But today she wasn't a red scarf.
The brightly crimson-dyed silk shawl is a fairly luxurious piece of fabric. Embroidery by applied gold thread is minimal and the main one is this bright red. This dish feels absolute confidence in dyeing without the need to mislead with embroidery. So much so that I wonder whether the castle will be built with one of these.
Perhaps this shawl has the purpose of hiding the white dress you're wearing underneath. I can say that the role plays a brilliant role. This beautiful crimson was too much to attract people's attention.
And this red unbeatable, elegant standing behavior...... now she is a completely noble princess. Beautiful.
"Perhaps so. But I feel that my days in the capital are a hundred and two hundred years old encounter for me."
Hehe, and her face smiling beautifully.
Eyes that make the beholder anxious like the darkness of the night, but that strike black as somewhere to be inhaled. The glossy dark hair creates an adult atmosphere that is not commensurate with the girl's age.
My heart seemed to twitch and relax as I listened to the gentle voice of warmth, merciful to this one.
When she finished greeting my father, she looked back at me again and gave me a bright smile.
"If you don't mind, can we talk? Just for a little while, until the meeting begins"
The expression was pure and innocent, and the fondness for this one felt natural.
It's full of curiosity, a little sweetness, honesty, the smile of the girl they convey. When I lost my mind, I was going to give it back to him, "Let's definitely talk, let's talk in bed," he said.
"... is it good?
So I turn my eyes to those who glare behind her, and I could have expected one of the two flanking servants to be a Levios person. Probably keeping an eye on her for strange moves.
"Yes, I have your permission."
"It's a very special victory. So, what the hell are we talking about?"
"No, especially in things like talk. If we could have a little chat... Because I can't attend an exchange."
"Did you think we should set it off early?
Oh, and she was surprised to put her hand on her mouth. Somehow I feel guilty.
But there is no particular problem. There's nothing wrong with what you want with her in a high-pressure manner.
Besides, as far as I'm concerned, she doesn't look too good to me.
Because the suggestion this girl brought to the Zeldomitra family, and to the Levios family, has as a result been linked to a really too extra suggestion of mutual engagement. Evil feelings come out of it, there's no choice.
Besides, when I think about what my father told me about the proposal from the Levios family, I also think he is a very untrustworthy person. No, is it more accurate to say dangerous people?
And yet I wonder why.
I have a good impression of her.
Because she's beautiful? Beauty gets it.
"I just wanted to talk to you for a little while."
Watching a girl darkening her face makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong.
But she's witnessing me confronting Orcian and crossing. And this girl thinks Orcian is her original ancestor. I think that's the right thing to do from my knowledge and feeling.
An ancestor who can retain enough magic to hold up with his ancestors.
It can be taken for granted that we will be putting exploration into this. Whether you like it there or malicious.
I wonder which one this girl has had. Or did you wear it to see who I am, as the Levios told you...
I can't give an odd reply, I consciously tightened my loose heart.
You saw this one on guard, she looks at the ornament I'm wearing. Touching what you are wearing is still the easiest way to create a topic trigger.
"That's a brilliant jewel. This is Lord Wilk?
In the end, I decided to wear the warcraft jewels I crusaded.
By showing a barometer of strength called a treasure, as my father used to say, we can prevent it from fuelling anxiety in a prank.
Well, what an answer. I wish they would even come out with choices, like a love simulation game. It's like, "It's not me," "I knocked him down," "Let him have sex." I want to choose number three after saving.
"Oh.... I showed up in Newnelly City last year, so I did it with success"
"That's great. Let us say the praise of the nobles who guard the earth."
It's a line that teeth float when you think of her, but there's pure surprise and respect there.
And I never had any special reaction to my words.
When we're done here, I'm done being questioned unilaterally. This one should also be touched upon about ornaments.
"You're wearing alternate hair decorations. So that's it?
She has silver hair embellishments on her side head and a bunch of white ribbon-like things down from there. Bad analogy, but it looks like fly removal paper suspended from the ceiling.
It also looks like a white silk ribbon growing out of the dark hair. Like the ribbon version of the hair extension?
"No, because I'm not wearing a treasure crown right now"
"Right. Something I wanted to see for once...... Exactly. Do you stand out now?"
Her gaze, bowing her head sorry, moves to the treasure again.
"Are you so interested?
"... This has gone rogue. There are not many Kentulk-class Warcraft jewels left so colorful that I was curious.... Speaking of Warcraft in Newnelly City, that was Warcraft Calliestebe. This is certainly the same class, but we hear that the colours were very light."
She continues to admire me as she hides her rudeness.
It is an admiration for me for crusading the Warcraft, from which the subject twitches to praise the Qualdenze family, and the entire nobility.
Nico's grin was only innocent, but I felt something empty.
I listen to that in half my feelings.
"... boring rhetoric is good. So after all, what did you come here to talk about?"
"If anything offends you, I apologize. I just felt like I couldn't even say hello the other day and left the garden..."
Very polite, and in a sad voice, she says.
I'm going to feel sorry for you, I'm going to want to tell you not to worry about me, I'm going to answer with a spinal reflex, if the Japanese said the same thing, "It's okay, I don't care," that kind of voice. They're going to think this one is the bad guy, and I don't want too many people around to ask me.
"My father told me about you. What happened in the garden the other day won't help either. I would have been in trouble if they'd called me a long time ago."
"I hope you can say that."
I'm relieved, the girl just relieves me.
"Was it my mistake to think I needed anything else? There will be nightclubs, even if you can't attend an exchange. I thought you had some reason to be here now."
Meetings, including opening ceremonies, may be attended only by contemporary and next generations of kingdom nobles, exchanges may be attended according to position if they are persons of aristocracy belonging to the kingdom, and nightclubs may be attended not only by kingdom nobles.
It was conceived by the first King Levios to expand the kingdom's hemline as a dinner party and dance party night club, an event that even independent aristocrats contemplating joining the kingdom can attend if offered.
This time all the nobles of the kingdom will be assembled, so a good number have come to the king's capital, he said. The Levios would also be Nico.
"Is that what happened? I have no plans to attend the night club either. On this occasion I came just to say hello to King Levios. I didn't think there would be many opportunities to talk to Lord Wilk like this, so this is how we took the time. So I don't have any particular stories like this. As I said earlier, I just want to have a good relationship after a long separation."
"... well, so is that"
In a way, do you feel like a caged bird? I wouldn't even go as a Levios family to get her to act free, and if we had the next chance to fit in, that could be a meeting place that isn't a public place.
The claim that you wanted to greet me lightly didn't even make sense at once?
Besides, her attitude is always friendly, and she doesn't seem to be lying. I think...
And me and her, we kept chatting for a little while.
In it, none of those political things came up, either to speculate on the amount of magic this one has, to question the Qualdenze family, or to supplement it with regard to the Levios proposal.
Fulfilling, what the hell did she want to do? Did you really just want to talk to me? She was an amazing beauty, so I'd be glad to...
... but I can't ask questions or anything that stepped in where the eyes of such a crowd shine, anyway, if it's private discussion. In the end, I remain unsure.
King Levios' welcoming speech on the stage was also heard by me almost in the sky above.
My gaze really captured the stage from the moment King Levios started introducing his guests. He said he had a special visitor from the South.
"Up the stage."
The harsh voice of King Levios, magically loud, echoes indoors.
As the voice matches, one girl approaches the stage. A pure white dress hidden beneath the red shawl was exposed to the eyes of the crowd.
Silver hair decorations with white silk ribbons, and a crown on the head that wasn't worn earlier.
Red... based on the red of mercy, the crown.
The reaction of the surrounding aristocrats to the sudden guests broke into two large parts.
"Who would it be," an interested, inspiring one.
"No way is that costume," he who is stunned to see her.
The percentages seem much higher in the former. I'm not either of them, because my father already told me.
As the girl stood before King Levios, she picked up the skirt with both hands and greeted him with her head lowered.
Ooh...... Such unspoken blurring sounds very slightly.
It is a liturgy that once showed the subordination shown by noble women to priests.
It's a move she never would have made.
Zethrie Katreak Lucott Kipara Zethrie Carline Rhona.
Priest name Rhona.
Her identity is Rhona the Head of Faith and Holy Witch in the present Zeth Holy High Council.