The Wizard Raised Through TRPG is Still the Strongest in the Other World

"It's too early to get married!

"" Er... "

[Wow] It was Crawla who opened his eyes and shouted, and it was me and Mora who tacked their mouths in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, ma'am? I've been thinking about it for years."

"It's not years! It's only been a few months! It's not a mild thought."

Neither Crawla was frightened by the protest that draped the tip of Reykha's ear.

Is that it? Until just now, she was supposed to be trembling in my arms softly. What's this?

I stepped on that stream (...) that it would never happen again, and I said, 'Well, let's just report to everyone that the queen has decided. This is the last big news of the year,' as soon as I made the insignificant proposal. I did my best.

"Aren't we all taking your marriage lightly in the first place? You don't have to know the extent of the daughter of a regional aristocrat in Lewis, and marrying me, the eldest daughter of the Andel family, means you'll be part of the old bloodline of the kingdom of the North, right? If so, you will not forgive the" royal law "unless you become the official king of the kingdom of the North (Schrendal)."

"No, I was originally" royal law "or something..."

"Shut up!

Crawla also broke off my slight resistance in a pissy manner.

but somehow I've come to understand what I'm trying to say.

First of all, I myself am not a king recognised by the 'royal law', which can be called the international law of this world (Sedia). Crawla, on the other hand, is a nobleman who draws the blood of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal), the former tightening of the 'royal law'. My relationship with the kingdom of the North (Shrendal) is likely to deteriorate if we marry like this, even if all of us at Zitheias, the allied forces and maybe Crawla herself are good.

... If you blame me more, you're going to make a point where you can make a obsession with Zytheas from the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal).

I have also had a pretence (...) from the mid-thirties that I thought of love = marriage = life after marriage, but noble children like Crawla are sober up love and married = politics.

It would also be natural to be cautious.

"But that's now. Even the crowning ceremony didn't follow the 'royal law'. If they're gonna sell us a fight, how much earlier, and easier, is it to complain about the throne itself than to complain about marriage?

I'm usually the one who won't be able to say anything when 'shut up' comes out, but I can't pull it off that easy all this time.

Anyway, if I miss this opportunity, I'll have to interact like I just did again. I already have such palpitations that my blood vessels are about to burst at this point. I hope you don't let the Forty Road Man dive too much into the training ground.

"You want to marry me (me) so soon? … well, I feel the same way."

"I don't think it's worth it to just be cute there."

"Oh, lady."

Watching Crawla dye her cheeks, misunderstanding (no understanding) my objection, Mora penetrates with jitsy eyes and Leiha panics. Thank you. Everyone in this room is standing up.

"Surely you don't have to ask about the complexion of the 'royal law' or the kingdom of the North (Schrendal). But."

"But?"

"You don't want to help the kingdom of the North, you want to make alliances in discussions, right? Then it's better to be able to see and talk from there first."

"Well, that's right"

Originally, only the Holy King of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal) was the official king of Sedia. It was once before the founding of this world (Sedia) that the other kings were only granted authority by the Holy King.

And in the political world, pre-construction is very important.

"So we were talking about visiting the northern kingdom (Shrendal) as soon as possible next year to officially get the throne recognized."

"Yeah, so if you're going to marry me, you should move on."

Regardless of the degree of women in those aristocracies, if you are going to daughter-in-law the eldest daughter of the Andel family who will be the great aristocrat of the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal), do you mean that there are mountains of procedures required? Well, surely there's no way I'm getting married with a single marriage notice in City Hall.

"My personal feelings are more important than the reason I marry you well."

"... that's. Though I'm happy."

As I begin to sort out my understanding and feelings, Crawla starts blushing her hair again with redness on her cheeks.

After accepting my emotions, one of these tricks is very much that. That, that. Love is different.

"It's just that from this country and our purpose, you should do it first in the order that I am recognized as king and then marry you."

Marriage as an end, marriage as a means. It's not easy.

But I am the king, and the wizard has decided that she will accompany me. Don't you want to give up behaving like a public couple?

"Do you understand? That's why I have to keep it between you and me about the marriage, right?

"Hmm... right..."

There are also reasons to avoid political confusion.

I almost reported on the momentum earlier, but, well, to be honest, I don't really want to say this to my people either because I'm too lit up.

Sedham will nibble, the rade is likely to follow silently, and Ildo will be recommending Mora to the Second Lady, or Zilk or Ted will be freaking out if they've seen it. Elizabeth and Deane could be stabbed.

"I, too, will focus on my work as a court magician for the time being."

"Do that. Well, one day there 'll be a day when you'll be open to it."

"... ahh"

Placing her hand on Crawla's shoulder, her body temperature and flesh softness felt through fine silk were unusually vivid. My vision narrows at once. This is, Yavai.

"... crawler"

"Dj, Geo"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it, that's it!

Mora's high voice blew away the sweet air.

"That's the end of the story, isn't it?!? Because 'Winter Tower Back' will begin in a moment or so!

"Oh, yeah."

The "Winter Tower Return" is the collection and burning of mountain bikes called the "Winter Tower" that pulled around the castle. Its igniter and it is the role of the representative of the land, namely me, to watch the flames.

"Yes, both of you weave this! Come on, come on!"

"Wow."

Maura tightly pulled a gray coat over me and Crawla. The hood is also pulled, and two suspicious figures with full body gray from head to toe can be raised.

"Maura? This is..."

"Because we still have time! Between" Winter Tower Back, "at least you and I can play."

"The two of you are well protected... so please relax."

Mora and Reykha push us to the door.

"But..."

"Maula, Laiha. Thank you very much."

As I hesitated when I realized Mora's smile was stiff, she grabbed my right arm hard. Crawler.

"... right. Thank you, Maura. Leija."

"Come on in, Mr. Gio, Mr. Crawler. I'll wait here!

Maura's words stain her chest and Crawla's body temperature warms her whole body.

I'm scared to be happy, but that means that's all I have to do.

"Only today, let's sweeten Mora's feelings"

"... Yes"

Me and Crawla, just as participants in the festival, wandered amongst the dancing crowds.