In addition to the celebration of his birth, the presence of His Highness Forsinia. In addition, informal meetings were held to strengthen friendship with the Flamefield Empire.
Thus, His Royal Highness Lancelot's birthday party ended in a celebration.
It was announced that the content of the meeting would be private but that friendship between the two countries would be strengthened more.
Some spoke of speculation that the engagement of His Royal Highness Prince Harold and Lady Sophia had been decided, but it is immediately denied from His Highness Lancelot's mouth.
Also, it seems that those who watched the events at the party venue followed suit, resulting in rumors of the engagement of Lady Sophia being quelled on the spot.
For that reason, the content of the meeting remains a mystery. However, there were some rare magic aids used in the venue, so it would be a relationship - which seems to settle in the direction. There is also the case of Foll, so it will still be a long story before the existence of a magic guide to combat magic overdosage is made public.
What's important is to say that Lady Sophia's political marriage has disappeared.
One day after a few days, I wish I had settled on this. I was summoned by Lady Grave to visit the office.
"... Cyril"
When he looked at me, Master Grave sighed deeper than the sea.
... I have too much on my mind to see why I was sighed out. For one thing, you'll have to listen to what they say before you judge.
"I have to say this one thing was an achievement that went beyond my imagination"
"... I'm afraid"
I don't know if I'm being praised, or if I'm being criticized for being an overdone fool. For one thing, I bowed my head, choosing a word that would work, no matter which it was.
"It's called Sophia. I hope so. Why does this make things bigger?"
... apparently it was the latter.
"I'm sorry. Sophia, in stopping your daughter's engagement, I was going to distribute all the interest I could without prejudice to the national interest... but it didn't seem to be enough."
"No, it's not"
Master Grave sighs again.
"Sofia's will was working on this one"
I looked lightly.
Lady Sophia's will was working on this one.
In other words, His Majesty, at the request of a neighbouring country, examined His Royal Highness Prince Harold's guide to Sofia and Lady Grave, and Lady Grave accepted it.
That means the schematics will collapse.
"Then Master Grave acquiesced in my actions..."
"Of course, because that's what my daughter wanted"
Lady Grave had the option of dismissing the guide. Despite this, Sophia, I accepted that the lady would be the guide, but she didn't stop me moving to stop the engagement.
That's what I've been hooked on... right.
Lady Grave just did what Lady Sophia wanted, didn't she?
"Therefore, it was assumed that you would handle it. But it was too much profit from the magic guides that I made. That existence is completely out of my mind."
"It was too big...... is it?
"You know that too. The royal family of this country is highly qualified as a magician."
The royal family of the great powers of sorcery excels as magicians.
On the other hand, they have a few royal marquis nobles who are eroded by magic overdoses.
In time there was an overwhelming lack of knowledge in this world to deal with it. Those who would otherwise be good magicians will live as beings with handouts.
The magic guide I made changes their fate like that.
"So there's someone else who wants a magic guide?
"Mm-hmm. There's a request in there for you to make it."
"Is that what you mean..."
I also understood why the interest was too great.
As an empire, it would have been great if you had gotten me with the skill to free the magic. Even if not, I can lend you one if you buy the magic that frees the magic.
But what I offered was a magic guide.
The Magic Instrument will be attached to one and will change one's fate.
Of course, it should also be possible to reproduce if you analyze the demonic conductor...... if it is also an unknown demonic conductor, it will take a long time to analyze it.
And in the meantime, there are people who suffer from hypermagic, and I'm going to make a lot of loans. The presence that has made loans to neighboring royalty and heavy towns… seems like a real trouble to deal with.
"So why don't you propose co-development of a magic conductor?
"... what do you mean?
"You can't make high-performance magic guides without the devices of the Flamefield Empire. Wouldn't it be a match if it was in exchange for the joint development of permanent magic conductors?
This time the other person wants a magic guide, so the device will also provide it without any problems. But even in this country, like Senior Foll, there are people with magic overdoses.
Plus, the Flamefield Imperial device is a must for other superior magic aids. Therefore, we will take the joint development of the magic conductor in favorable circumstances.
Finally, magic overdoses are a disgraceful disease in this world. Therefore, we can hide the joint development of various magic aids and secretly create magic aids to combat magic overdosage.
It should never be a bad story.
"Isn't it reasonable as a drop point?
"... I see, let's advance to Your Majesty"
Apparently, it helped a little.
But I thought you'd say something about stopping the engagement, but you don't say anything about the area. After all, is it a woven result for Master Grave from the beginning?
"Then there's the story of giving honorary aristocracy status"
Too suddenly I struggled to fix it.
Honorary aristocracy is the so-called one-generation aristocracy. It is not possible to be given land, etc., nor to have the title taken over by the Son, but its status will be equal to that of the titles given.
By the way, Dr. Tristan also has the status of Baron Emeritus, which is quite unusual. Not to mention, given my age, it would be a good place to be unprecedented.
However, there is no reason to refuse because there is too much fear of resignation. I immediately said, "It's an honor."
"Uhm. It's just... I'm still ahead of me to actually give you the title. I haven't even grown up yet, and I haven't decided who will give me any titles."
"A one-generation baron, isn't it?
"The restoration of His Royal Highness Alforth's honor, the saving of His Highness Forsinia, the development of such a magic guide, and the creation of a great deal of lending to neighbouring countries. Though it's often impossible to be out-of-the-box..."
Apparently, I've only done a little too much. Sophia, it was necessary for your daughter's happiness, so I'm not going to regret it at all.
"So much so that there is also a proposal to cede the rightful title, not the honorable nobleman. - from"
The words added to the blur were small and inaudible. But my lips were moving, so I could understand what the word was.
But I wonder what that means from Queen Adele.
I don't know what that means.
It is not uncommon, however, for a superior nobleman to have more than one title.
Queen Adele should have had some titles as well.
But it is customary for those titles to be given to the Son, never as rewards. If I were to give it to you, that would be as much if I were to be your guardian...
All right, let's just say I couldn't read Master Grave's whining. Because it has nothing to do with serving Lady Sophia as a dedicated butler.
"As I said earlier, there is a respite in the matter until it reaches adulthood. So the problem right now is, you know, there's going to be a connection."
"... Are you His Royal Highness Princess Charlotte?
"No, it's just that the empress of another country isn't - but she should probably apply to the butler for an affair. Or - is that what you're talking about?
... It was a snake.
"No, we don't talk about that"
"... That was too bad at fixing the expression. But... well. Are you saying that neighbouring countries are already starting to move too? Everything is as my daughter thinks it is."
"... of Lady Sophia, is it?
Ask far away what it means, but Master Grave didn't answer that. When I go back, I try to resume the conversation that's coming to me.
"Please wait. My name is Sophia, and I'm not going to step down from your position as your lady's dedicated butler, so will you please allow me to decline?
"That's what I thought if I did. But first, you need to listen to me."
"Why not? I don't care about Master Grave's existence, such as the bonding between servants... No way?
"No way. The man I spoke to is a noble lady."
I was unwittingly silent.
I didn't even think it was such an idiot, because I knew that if I returned it as such, whoever was proposed to Her Royal Highness would be returned what.
But...
"By the way, it's Count Ford and Viscount Lindbell"
"............ what?
They say he's a friend of Sophia's.
That's just the word with a blank head.
... thus Alicia and Lady Pamela, you say?
"I'm afraid, why did those two parents talk to me about it?
"That's why I said it was too much."
According to Master Grave, the matter of his dealings with neighbouring countries is still unknown.
But I am already close to His Royal Highness Forsinia, His Highness Alforth, and His Royal Highness Princess Charlotte. Unusual as a butler at that point.
And more importantly, Lady Sophia is counting on me.
Therefore, to say that you will connect with me is the same as to connect with those you have just raised.
It seems that the lower nobles, among them those who have difficulty connecting themselves with the heirs of the nobility, have eyes on me. In the meantime, two people who already knew about me through my daughter moved first, he said.
"It means…"
"There will be more in the future."
I mean, there's no word for it.
This is very bad. If you're Master Grave, it's not hard to poke a proposal from another house. But all I'm saying is that it's possible, if not impossible.
Just an affair between a butler and an aristocratic daughter.
There is no reason for Master Grave to struggle to say no to that broken edge.
"Dear Grave, I am the dedicated butler of Lady Sophia. I'm here to serve the lady. Please, Sophia, let me continue to be your lady's butler."
"I also congratulate you on your royal memory and your connection to your neighbor. Then it reached the point where he was proposed to his noble daughter. It's no longer possible to keep Sophia as a butler."
There were no words.
Ask yourself where you went wrong. But no matter how much I think about it, I don't get an answer. I've been laying down what I think I need for Lady Sophia.
I don't think any of that is the wrong thing to do.
"Cyril, I have a suggestion for you"
"Suggestion, is it?
"Uhm. Receive the name of one of my titles, the Count"
"... what does that mean?
Be vigilant and ask terribly.
The only answer I can predict from what I have just said is that I will be adopted by the Marquis Rosenberg family to be son-in-law somewhere or to marry a warrant somewhere.
"I've made up my mind, too, that is. We can't let those people out. Therefore, I propose to you one fringe. - Get in, but good."
Someone withheld it, and the door behind it opens with Lady Grave's words. So, someone's sign lined up next to me. Platinum hair gleams into the corners of my vision.
Ahead she turned her fearful gaze, Lady Sophia was tattered.
"... Why is Lady Sophia here?
"I recommend it. It's the guy I was talking to."
"What, what are you talking about? She must be your daughter, right? It's against your daughter's will to have a butler like me marry her."
I couldn't say anything beyond that.
Because Lady Sophia's hand grabbed my hands.
"Cyril, you keep your word. I won't promise you I'm not willing to protect you. Doesn't make any difference, does it?
"... yes, you're right"
"That day, you promised. Starting today, he said he was your daughter's apprentice butler. And from now on, whenever you're on your side,"
"Yes, I remember"
"You didn't promise to stay on your side the whole time as a butler, did you?
Oh... I did.
I didn't make that word clear that day.
I don't even know why. But maybe it's because I was thinking somewhere in my mind that one day this day might come.
"I'm not asking you to give me an answer right now. But Cyril will no longer be my butler. So..."
He wants me to use my position as a fiancée candidate to stay on my side.
A lady looks at me with a mixed face of anticipation and anxiety. When I first met him, he was young, but at some point, he started to look grown up next to me.
"Is that what Lady Sophia wants?
"Yes, it's what I want"
Look straight at me and dye my cheeks slightly. I honestly thought the lady was beautiful.
"- But there's no need for Cyril to be forced to come true because it's what I want. I hope you want the same thing..."
"Lady..."
The emotions I had at that time are unspeakable in words.
The most important thing for me was the happiness of Lady Sophia, and to fulfill her wishes. I was reincarnated as Cyril, and I've lived with it until now.
But of course, there was hope for me.
Since when have I come to hope that that desire and that of Lady Sophia do not conflict. She wants you to walk with me.
So...
"I want to be next to you. When you're happy, of course, when you're sad, when you're in pain, any time. Lady Sophia, let's walk together."