"What's this all about?
I wanted to think the chill was due to the autumn breeze blowing across the ship.
"I understand the logic.... but that's just how they are, with their stomachs still in place."
Philip Valois opens his mouth, standing between me in the public service and Timur in the field turning affairs around.
A plain man, but this day was certainly the center of a line.
The Philip sends his gaze to Moussa Hekmatial.
Tell the unreliable boy who just came out of the country to explain it to him.
"Me and my father, my brother. Personally, it would be another sign of intent."
You think the road's split?
"I will be square in the future...... no, when I do my best to be hostile. Is that what you mean, Moussa?
It is a Hekmatcheal family that does not resign from assassinations and robberies.
"Square grandeur" is unlikely.
Moussa, who nodded sorry, returns the answer.
"Rest assured, my lord Karewala. During the inspection, there are no raids… but not on the matter. Right? Mr. Phillip."
Something like a raid.
The visit involves Philia of the Mel family and Edward of the Cubi family.
If you want to turn your bow, the bureau of Rikkyo will be ashed. The prestige of government is gutted.
So before that, Kingsguard...... no, the Twa and Indian martial families will have to crush the Hekmathial family by citing their total strength.
From the face of Moussa, which was brought about after the confirmation was obtained, the marks had disappeared.
"My father and brother must have been relieved. He said this would keep the house."
That means...
"'It's dangerous as it is now,' he said. Is that what they think, too? You think I'm gonna change routes?
"My father and brother never change their minds. I intend to pierce and ascend the flow of Hekmatcheal. If you think of my grandfather's carelessness...... no, anyway. I'm glad that I was insured for being on the side of the Kingsguard and the Metro Agency."
Moussa answered the question.
Philip further supplemented the words.
"It would be our way to act like 'I won't be taken to life' instead of 'I won't do it thoroughly'. Assuming total annihilation, Hekmatcheal's way of life is like a raw martial family.... Still making the escape route, is it still the end of the tois, nobility?"
The Valois, middle-class nobility. A statement worthy of its lord.
Although I felt that the aristocratic way of life, the mutually supportive way, was a little understandable.
But then, aren't you going to be pushed off by the ready and constant warriors on the battlefield?
... Timur was looking at this one.
Oh, no. They work by turning the armed robbers and the Hecmatials over there.
"Aristocrats are no less prepared than Mel and Cubi."
"Yes, platoon commander. It's the same as the poet Ariel. He's in exile, in distress, and he worked his life in intelligence, didn't he? On the other hand, he left a descendant named the platoon chief, and let him connect the house. There's a big place to learn."
Ariel is snagging, but you can't put that on the face.
The opponent is Timur. A master's intuition, a detective's understanding, a man who brings the two together.
"Not a real grandson," you might notice.
"I see. I could understand they were happy.... but what? What about that leopard from Yousuf?
While simultaneously changing the subject.
Ask the biggest reason for the cold.
"You said you were a troublesome man, didn't you? It brings intelligence and madness together."
Timul with a bitter face.
... did you manage not to get caught up in it?
The sound of a clatter.
The first "tour destination" is close.
The inspection on this day took place along the canal.
In the heart of the Wang capital, two canals are drawn, straight from north to south.
From the upstream part of the East River, make sure that the middle of East Second Sutra Avenue and East Third Sutra Avenue in Left Kyo are parallel to them.
From the mountains of the northwest, make sure you still parallel the middle of Nishiji and Nishi-Sanjing avenues in Rikyo.
In Wangdu, the avenue leading up to the East and West Fifth Sutras is drawn in a north-south direction, mainly on Peacock Avenue.
In other words, the two canals are right through the center of Sakyo and Rikyo.
The canal was built primarily for the loading of supplies.
Both canals flow about 25 km south of the southern tip of the Wang capital.
East River and West River, the rendezvous point.
"East River" and "West River" paint the east and west of the Wang capital.
The two rivers rendezvous there, turning southwest.
It joins the Misty River, which exits the edge of Sashua's lake, and flows down to the commercial capital.
If I may rephrase it from a logistical point of view.
The supplies are transported from the commercial capital to the confluence of the East and West Rivers.
From there, he rode the canal and was brought to the king's capital.
Depends.
Anyway.
The visit takes place on a one-night and two-day schedule along that canal that flows through Rikyo.
The first berth where the ship stopped its legs was a collective house.
All I see are young men.
A few people were arguing about something. I'm passionate, and I haven't noticed this one.
One was wandering, dropping his eyes on the book, bumping and whining. I still don't seem to be interested in the surroundings.
The two of them were turning their backs.
"Hey, I'm buying you out! Three small silver coins from the other day, so I'll give them back!
Aside from the young people who go out to buy out, everyone else is dressed terribly.
Even though I say autumn is deepening, it's like a combination of sleeping rolls and room attire, a good mono… but naturally, because I can't stand the cold. Dotera, I am delayed in discussion and reading as I twirl into the futon.
I know this sight.
As long as I miss it.
"Is that a student dorm?
"Students...... yeah, you're close to that. Temporary employment at the bureau is sleeping quarters."
Philip had chosen the "mild" place as his first tour destination.
He's a thoughtful man. After all, it's not just the Seven Lights.
A young man who had finished hearing an order for a buyout from his buddy turned this one around.
I see armed censorship and I get a stunned look.
"Hey, what can I do for you!?
Timur's with you, Peter Helmer.
"What is it that frightens you when you look at a censorship? Is that where you feel guilty, too?
Let the bureaucracy blow all the time here.
But on that peter, Isen Chen's big drink falls, the boss of his boss Timur...
"Even if it's blue (students), there can't be guilt or anything! What tyranny on the same opponent as the rank!
Isn't this just the home of Isen?
I guess I went by from home, and I should have lived a better life than they did.
Still, the students here are their original colleagues. Friends who worked shoulder to shoulder.
I guess I have a deep sense of fellowship.
Although Isen was stuffed with smaller peters.
When it is done, it now involves the authority of the censorship.
Ethan broke in. Showing a bitter smile here.
"Keep the conversation going," he said.
The people who were arguing and reading fled and scattered.
Hurry up and get dressed and come back.
The inert beard and sleeping habits, though, remained intact.
"Is the exam close?
"Yep. In December, the..."
I can't help it, but I seem nervous. Somewhat inexplicable.
Isen replaced the explanation.
"Oh. I have a temporary recruitment exam in December. Those who have achieved good grades will be provisionally recruited by the bureau due to regular personnel changes in January. If a vacancy occurs while working, the book will be hired as it is. Different provinces have different names, but in the 'student' class."
Once I took over my breath, I encouraged the words.
"But you sleeping here, you're not looking at such a small place! It's the High Civilian Exam in June, is it?
Is "student" around… "next" of "Kami," "Suke," "Ji," "Sakan"?
However, if you break through the higher civilian exam, you will be recruited into "Sakan" depending on your grades. Depending on the style of the family, I can start my career with "Gio".
Isen, who is a "public", starts with "suke".
Even if you didn't take the higher civilian exam, that should have been possible.
... Isen's guy, after all, maybe he hasn't been able to read the air.
When I see the "students" dressed all over me, I have to think so.
I know exactly what it's like to be a young man on a buyout order.
"For 200 yen, buy 300 g of 100 g 49 yen chicken breast or 200 g of 68 yen chicken thigh? I'll get lost. Cheap breasts, but they're crusty..."
The world is different, the ingredients are different. It's not something that changes a lot, such as a young man's interaction.
Get used to life and take a half hour bike ride to the business supermarket.
Buy 2kg and be thrilled.
But I froze the whole thing.
I had to thaw the whole thing, call a friend and have a pot party.
I didn't get anything. They laughed at me for not being stupid...
"Oh, while..."
I was woken up from a recollection.
"Student" in front of me, apparently relieved by the loose dumb surface.
"In the region, in both states of Esil Fashir, we have heard that the path to recruiting martial arts officers has been widened, are you sure?
A lumpy muscle bone that just breaks through a stretch. Is it a literary martial arts type?
While challenging the civilian exam, they will be wondering which way to go.
"Ooh, it's true. Thanks to His Excellency Karewala. From now on, martial arts officers have more mouths for jobs, don't they?
Edward pinches his mouth.
"Thank you, my lord Karewala..."
The young man who tried to retrieve himself pulled his hand in, however, immediately.
You touched my collar and thought it was bad to get dirty.
It's not like I've worn a courtesy.
Routine uniform.
The collar worn by Japanese high school students is nothing different.
Still, the rasha ground with the back on it.
Is it hard to procure for them nowadays?
The uniform I put on shortly after school enrollment became too tall to wear.
I gave it to little Peter as a retreat and he was so pleased.
"It's just like a warlord giving a feather," Old Molly said.
Unofficial, even without a family name.
My servant Peter is richer than the bureaucratic reserve with the family name in front of him.
I can't say anything about Isen Chen either.
I can't believe I know what they're feeling. Is that a position you shouldn't talk about?
Such a sigh was blown away by Ethan's, and Isen's, encouragement.
"Esil Fasil isn't the only one. If you go to the new capital, you have a lot of civilian mouth. So will the Reifu, Mr. Shimei?
"I bet it's a lot of deductions."
"Ethan, you, Shimei! Stop the strange temptations! They can pass the higher exam too! You don't have to travel far!
Strange enthusiasm rises from the sleeping beards.
I didn't even feel this kind of cold wind.