We were summoned that morning by the King of Mactoria, to a conference room with a wide depth, striking a warm desk that changed from yesterday and plugged in the light.
King Mactoria sits behind that desk, and Marialette sits next to him.
And Sophia sat in the last of the three, and the king opened his mouth.
"Well, nothing else has gotten me together today. You must know about one of the four powers, Forse."
They nod silently.
He kept opening his mouth after looking over at the two like that.
"Forse, as we know, launched an abrupt attack on Isel without a declaration of war. This is a serious violation of the Terms and Conditions and must be punished"
"... but behind them is now the law of the wise"
"That's right. Therefore, we now need the full cooperation of all three countries"
Two nods at the same time.
... I guess the representatives of both countries also understand that there is only one thing that has been caught in the glitch of the past on this occasion right now.
But that's the representative's story.
Even if the people of Peswen are well, the people of Isel may not forgive them. And vice versa.
"That's why Bettenburg, Marialette. As goodwill ambassadors, I want both countries to use it."
"Please wait! Marie is the only Peswen people on this scene right now...... no, only Marialette!
"Then it's a good story if Mariarette is to be a goodwill ambassador. You wouldn't disagree with that, would you?
"There's no way, is there? Besides, with the exception of me, His Majesty is the only one who doesn't have a penchant for Isel. Then you already know what it's like to be me in erasure."
"... so, Bettenburg?
"... ok. Now, as soon as the meeting is over, Marialette will be here."
"Oh. Okay."
When Mariarette nodded, the rest ended this meeting with stories about food distribution and armaments.
Leaving the conference room with the heavy one that was on his shoulder down, there was a figure of Zahr leaning against the wall and uttering.
"... Zahr?
"... oh. I'm sorry. I'm tired of working."
"No, that's okay. Than that, Zahr returned..."
"Oh. More than fifty knights total. And more than four thousand Isel nationals, have already completed their evacuation"
"... ugh."
I breathe into the specific numbers he speaks of.
The tragic state of Isel, when Forse's flag was raised at that time, was terrible.
The glitches pile up, and nowhere does he look like Isel before.
And there were hundreds of thousands of people, down to just over four thousand.
This feeling seems to be the same for Sophia, who squeezed out the words of the Negiri with a face that scratched the bitter bug.
"... thank you, Commander of the Knights of Zahr"
"I don't mind. It's our job to protect the people."
Zahr is also disguised as calm, but feels the rage of no place to go from the verses of words.
... When I couldn't think of a word to speak to him like that, at some point Marialette, who was next to me, spoke to us in such a bright voice that she didn't look right on the spot.
"I'm sorry to take you in, but can't you match that evacuated people?
"... Peswen"
"There's your glasses. My name is Mariarette. It's not called the Peswen."
"... it's Zahr. Neither do I, by the name of glasses."
To provoking Mariarette, Zahr trying to get past it.
I'm sure it will clash as it is and break in between them, but Marialette stepped in as if she had expected it.
"Bye, Zahr. I need to talk to you later."
"... what can I do for you"
"What, a simple question. Nevertheless, can it be any more difficult from you?"
"... be brief. This one hasn't finished managing the Knights' health yet."
"Of course."
... For a moment, I thought it would really clash, but both sides contained me there.
With his shoulders down, when he looks at me like that and Sophia just laughs at me, he looks straight through the door and goes in the direction of his right hand.
I, too, decided to go after her half a step behind her like that.
The place I was guided to was like a very large arena.
The walls, the floors, are made of stone, and there are steps that would be chairs, on high plateaux that surround the middle.
There, those who had seen it in Isel were scattered in a place of thought.
"... is this the people who survive now?
This was how I felt when I saw the view.
I didn't realize I was going to speak up.
It was a crush, from pure feelings.
"... excuse me"
"Oh, no! It's not Sophia's fault..."
"Later now. More than that, Mariette, what are you going to do now?"
"I don't care what you do, you'll have to do this, won't you?
After breathing, Mariarette jumps off the high ground and stands in the center, pulling between them sitting straight in the chair.
And I shouted it off to them until it got here from there.
"Gentlemen, I need to speak to you once. I want you to turn this way!
The sudden shouting, the rumors, the curious eyes of those who looked at her, the reactions were varied.
But when she nodded so many times against them, she opened her mouth again.
"I am one of your abominable, Peswen people!
... to a sudden cumming out, I felt as if time had stopped.
There were also various reactions to the words, cursing and turning away from her, and even the utterly indifferent.
But still, she keeps talking.
"But what are your most hateful enemies now! Where is the abominable being who burned your houses and took away your happiness!
"It's nothing more than Forse!
I raise my voice to agree with her words.
... I'm one of her men now. Even with this amount of aides, the punishment is no good.
But Sophia and Zahr, unaware of the circumstances, were suddenly circling their eyes.
But Mariarette, who knows the circumstances, smiles toward this one, opens her mouth again.
"That's right! The evil of this world, which will destroy you all without sin. It is, Forse!
"... Well, yes!
You're impressed with her speech, a few people start endorsing her speech.
I won't need any more help with her speech.
"And to destroy this heart-gentle Mactoria, who has served as your shield, is nothing more than Forse!
"That's right!
"So, my Peswen, the breadth of Mactoria's nostalgia. And I was attracted to your crummy fighting spirit! Therefore, I hereby swear that I will be the spear of Mactoria and your shield!
To her words, the venue quietly returns.
But now, unlike earlier, everyone wanted to see how she was.
And that's when Zahr opened his mouth.
"Fine! My Knights of Isel welcome the help of Peswen!
"... zar"
"I don't care about him. But not if we're your friends."
That said, he makes a giggle.
... I was just about to blow up to see him like that.
But his words have worked so well that there are already some in the venue that keep shouting Peswen's name.
"Let us avenge your comrades! If we join forces, Forse and others are probably not enough!
I begin to applaud the words, even those that seemed indifferent.
Seeing how she was like that, Sophia snapped softly.
"... that's amazing, Marie is"
"... oh"
"... me too, so..."
When she squeals so much, she gets upset and stops saying anything.
But Peswen's name rang in the venue as if to break her silence like that.