Tilea’s Worries

Once again we head to Mr. Tirrea's hidden mansion.

Last time, after having done it with Ortizio, I became a hetto because of my controversy with Mr. Tirrea, and I couldn't get the original thrust straight.

It is today that we will achieve our purpose.

Yes, talk to Mr. Nielsen, Deacon of the Oriental Kingdom, about Tim.

It's about my sister, and it's not my job to talk to Tilea, who is my wife. But Mr. Tyrea is not a person for consultation. I grasped that in my last conversation. Tyrea sometimes has deviant conversations with pins because of the influence of a bad book called The Net. Even if I talk to him, he's not sure about "In the Future of Twenty-First Blame - Here's the deal" or "In that case, report it to Kaesa".

In fact, in my previous conversation with Mr. Tyrea, I often had a series of words I hadn't heard and didn't know what they meant, as well as "twenty-first fault" and "kesatsu". I wonder if it's a guy called Cosmetics. I resent the author who wrote the online book. The sin of breathing in weird words at an important time when Mr. Tyrea learns is heavy.

Anyway, depending on that, I can't talk to Mr. Tilea.

Mr. Tyrea is a healer, his character is good and full of charity. Such a person is precious and I don't want to get involved in such a delicate and dangerous thing. The best thing you can do is ask Mr. Nielzen, the perfect butler, to take care of the rough stuff.

Mr Nielzen......

I've only seen him a little, but I can tell. I don't think anyone can rely on that physical waist, that gap-free standing behavior. You're as good as Tim admires "my right arm".

I want to talk to you soon.

As Tim's authority grows in school, Elizabeth's hostility grows.

No matter how cautious you are, Tim doesn't try to discourage that queen temperament. You're an Eastern princess, so if you say you have no choice...

If you don't mind your senior students a little, you just make enemies.

However, no one fools Tim anymore with his commoner origins. In other words, as I was guessing, rumors are circulating about the royal decadence. Tim's sloppy charisma is accelerating the rumor.

The school's force map was also narrowed down to the top two players, Tim and Elizabeth.

It is also thanks to Tim's charisma and senior Anassy's political power that the forces swelled in such a short period of time. Senior Anassy demonstrated her own personality and political power to the fullest, and once in a while, the enemy drove away and brought in his allies.

Senior Anassy......

He's really scary. Except for Tim, I don't see it in my eyes. If it's for Tim, I feel like I'm going to kill him, whether he's a parent or not. Senior Anassy, who shows such fanaticism, is taking the initiative to incite Elizabeth. So much so that I don't think he's a former Elizabeth's man. Senior Anassy said, as if, "The Queen is Lady Camilla, just one of you. Get out of here!" inexorably erodes Elizabeth's realm.

Those two actions are constantly stimulating Elizabeth's scales.

I'm just Elizabeth the passionate, but I'm not stupid. You thought it would be unfavourable to have a brief moment now, or you kept your silence. We're putting together a rebellious nobleman for Tim and bringing the forces that kept falling back closer to full height.

Tim doesn't pay any respect, no matter how visible, because of the royal family's origins. Because of this, the number of hostile aristocrats is not foolish either. Let's just say Elizabeth's hand in putting together such a nobleman and creating an anti-Camilla coalition is pretty good.

Nowadays, there are almost zero aristocrats who remained neutral. I belong to either Tim or Elizabeth's faction. Let's just say we're ready for each other.

The two collide soon.

If that happens......

I can't be alarmed because of how much Tim's power has grown. I say bite a cramped cat. Besides, Elizabeth is not just a rat. A fierce wolf.

If you do poorly, you can lose your power at once. Yet Tim is zero crisis conscious. It feels like a game. I definitely need Mr. Nielsen to stop being a jerk.

Faster walking on your chest with firm determination.

And... I arrived at the back of the Belm Wangdu Branch restaurant. This is a hidden villa where Mr. Tyrea and the royal family of the Orient live.

There was no Mr. Nielzen in the store. I'm sure he's here.

Stairs leading to the basement.

Once we get down, there's a vast space that I don't think is underground. Many of the conditioning items that can be described as superior to their location can be said to be exactly the royal palace in the basement. Of course it's not a good place for outsiders to go in on their own. At least I definitely need your permission.

But I want to keep this consultation to myself, Mr. Tyrea and Tim. Mr. Tyrea doesn't want to get involved, and if I tell Tim, he decides to be interrupted that it's an extra favor.

I can't get permission from the two of you. Can I come in, I'm lost.

Cruising in front of the stairs,

"What, a doll? What are you doing there?

Ortizio called out.

Yeah, I see you a lot. I wish it had been Mr. Nielzen. Then I could talk to him on this occasion.

"Hello, Ortizio"

"Greetings are good. What are you doing, I hear?

This guy's really too boneless, isn't he? Well, just fine. Let Mr. Nielzen catch up with you.

"Mr. Ortizio, I have a favor to ask you. May I see Mr Nielzen, please?

"Talk about it again? I told you no."

"Why is that? I need to talk to you about something."

"So I'm telling you to tell me what that is! If you're not thinking about it, you have to succeed."

Phew, it's this question again...

I don't think the violence will waver like it did before. But I don't think you can do me a favor. This guy is really stupid, isn't he?

"Please don't. I'm not thinking anything nasty."

"I don't trust you. You flipped the flag against Lord Tyrea once."

Come on!? Are you talking about the ugliness of that time? That did make me very disrespectful to Mr. Tyrea.

I also reflect. But it's because of you that I broke out.

Then I said to Ortizio, "Let me see you!" "Tell me why!" and repeat the push question.

"Ha, ha, ha, enough, please"

"You're the one who's too persistent. Unlike you, I'm busy."

"I'm not free either."

"Damn, beat him up and shut him up if it was meant to be. But with the harshness of Lord Tyrea. I can't help you."

"That's good."

"Come on. It's busy."

Ortissio stares at the guillotine. He's really short tempered.

"It's my Lord's order. Stop the violence."

"I know! I don't know how to do this."

"There's nothing like it. I just wanted to talk to Mr. Nielsen a little bit."

"Ahhh, let me see you earlier, let me talk to you a little bit. What the hell are you! Mostly Captain Nielsen is away now."

"What!? Really?

"I'm out on assignment in the town of Canod. Unlike you, Captain Nielsen is busy."

Canodo......

Though neighboring towns, it takes a week just to get back and forth. Depending on the degree of errands, you won't be able to come back for a few weeks.

What shall we do? Though I would like to keep this consultation early.

Shall I talk to this guy now?

I do not know when I will see Mr Nielzen.

This guy is stupid, but he has arms. Enough loyalty to Mr. Tyrea and the others. Most importantly, you're one of Mr. Nielsen's men.

"Then I'll talk to you. It's about Lady Camilla."

"Lady Camilla?

"Yes, it's a story involving Master Camilla's advancement and retreat. Worst of all, it could be life-threatening..."

"WHAT!? That's a livid thing to do. Dear Tyrea, Camilla, as your first minister, interrogate you even if you are not. Come on."

"Yes, sir"

Then Ortizio takes me down to the hidden mansion in the basement.

Looking over the aisle again.

Wow.

Not even a sigh. This is the second time I've been down here, but it's a series of surprises.

Luxury, no, super luxury, no, not like that. A bunch of supercrossbow grade conditioning......

I don't see a royal palace in the kingdom of Alkudas.

The Orient doesn't have much information in it, so I was licking it.

Whether you look right or left, you haven't put one cheap thing down.

For example, a vase with a streamlined pattern placed on the right edge. How many home mansions could you buy with one of these vases?

Our dishes and sculptures, which earn more than a decade a year, are arranged in a narrow way.

"Ho, that's a really amazing place, isn't it? I've never seen so many of these luxurious dishes."

Speak with admiration to Ortizio, who walks beside him.

"What do you do surprised by this level of conditioning at all? These items are supposedly collected. Not a substitute to satisfy Lady Camilla."

"Really?

"Of course! This is Lord Tyrea, Camilla's castle. I can't tell you if it's not the best conditioner in the world!... It's just that it's so hard to collect it."

Hmm!? I couldn't hear him better at the end, but suddenly Ortizio's voice turned into a lack of confidence. He turned blue, too, and the Ortizio guy, maybe he was in trouble about some kind of conditioning.

Ortissio, who is always weirdly confident, is feeling weak. What the hell kind of trouble... well, I don't care. Anyway, one mystery solved. Tim, you've been living a really amazing life. I can also snort that I was used to parties.

… I think even more so now. You used to call Tim a welcome party in class. I truly understand what Tim meant when he said "a common, you-like party". So Tim doesn't want to be a part of it. At the request of my favorite sister, Tilea, you probably joined us.

Then, surprised and sighing repeatedly, he enters the second division garrison.

Ortizio is apparently the captain of this second division. I guess being appreciated for one room is still an executive. There seems to be many of my men, and I wonder if they are comparable to the Kingsguard Troop Leader class in rank. I'm in a high position there.

But... Hi Ortizio, I don't feel like Tilea or Tim are treating me lightly.

Why? Why?

View Ortizio's side.

"What?

"Yes, no"

My face is normal. He's skinny, but he's a samurai with steel flesh. As a soldier, he will pass, rather, excel.

Now observe the second division garrison, not Ortizio.

Inside Division II, the paperwork was overflowing with clutter.

Paperwork left out.

Books that don't fix on bookshelves.

Leave the feather pen on top of the paperwork.

The ink also remains open by the lid.

"... you're scattered"

I stated my feelings with potpourri.

"Don't get me wrong. It's usually tidy. Gil hasn't cleaned up in his absence in the last few days."

Ortizio started making excuses.

Is Gil always cleaning up? With that gill gone for just a few days, is that what makes you scatter all the way here? I looked through the window at some of the rooms that were there by the time I got here. Even though every room was clean and neat. I'm so scattered.

This room has a good character as a captain, Ortizio.

"Mr. Ortizio, what do outsiders say, but if you don't have Mr. Gill, why don't you do it yourself?

"You're an idiot! Except for Gil, what if he loses important documents!

Then don't scatter it.

Yeah, I can also see that Mr. Tyrea and the others treat it lightly.

Because it's stupid. I'm sure it is.

I get tired of what Ortizio says.

Well, did you have to care? It's not a question of my mouth. Because of the sheer amount of money, I just want to clean up the paperwork that I keep in a mess. But Ortizio's right. You can't touch confidential documents on your own.

Sit in a chair next to a table in the center of the room, keeping the feeling of groaning down.

"Ugh!?"

My voice leaked unexpectedly. I can't forbid to be surprised by what I see in my sight.

Ever since I walked into the room, I've had a lot to say.

But this is too harsh.

Platinum is scattered around the table. One piece of platinum corresponds to the average citizen's monthly income of six months. There's so much money out there. A few of them are rolling on the floor.

Too careless. I didn't think it was a matter of my mouthing earlier, but let's be careful with this.

"Mr. Ortizio"

"What?

"I don't have any money left."

"Hmm!? Oh, you forgot to put it in your wipes"

Ortizio puts it in the wipes he had himself when he grabbed the platinum unwrought. However, it is so cluttered that platinum is spilling out again.

"Hey, it's falling."

"I'll pick it up later"

"No, what would you do if it was stolen!

"Huh? You're an idiot! No fool works here like a thief."

Ortizio stares at me with a reprehensible eye.

What!? Is it my fault? You are more careless no matter what you think...... no. The people here are loyal people. I followed Tim and the others all the way from the East. There will be no disloyalists who are so muddy.

"Surely there may not be such an impudent here. But there's a chance a thief might come in from the outside."

"Hehe, you are a real fool. There is no one who can sneak into an underground empire that boasts this iron wall. What's more, Camilla's life-threatening story! Speak ill!

Ortissio has no idea of the possibility of getting into a thief.

This is the only mansion with expensive conditioning. For thieves... is that different? You worried too much. When you think about it, does no one think of this treasure sleeping in the basement of a restaurant? And even if anyone notices, there's that Mr. Nielsen. I guess it guards the area exactly too.

"Excuse me. That was an extra story. Let's move on to the point. Consultation means…"

Then I told him about Elizabeth, who is in conflict with Tim.

How terribly cunning Elizabeth is.

How cruel in nature that Elizabeth does not condone those who are hostile.

We talked while we were having an episode.

Ortizio, surprisingly, knew Elizabeth. He was in contact with Elizabeth because of some money flow. So I was quick to explain to him to talk.

If you met Elizabeth, you'd know.

Elizabeth is very dangerous.

Even in front of such an enemy, I want Tim to feel like he's not in crisis.

Ortissio sighed one out after listening to me.

"Huh - if you're serious about something, is that what you're talking about"

"What!? Do you know what you're talking about?

"Naturally. What's at stake for Lady Camilla's life? Your concern is nothing but concern."

"Were you listening properly? Elizabeth is a dangerous person. Master Camilla is hostile to such a guy. Yet Master Camilla is completely unconscious of the crisis. Shouldn't a minister say something!

"I don't know. Doll, listen carefully. Lady Camilla is playing with a little bug called Elizabeth. Even though my lord enjoys the game, it is more dishonest to stop it. You got it."

This guy, I can't believe it. What are you enjoying the game for? Tim wasn't like that - you had that personality. You would feel Elizabeth's threat as a "pleasure," not a "crisis."

But that's why it's dangerous. It's now Tim who's laying his guard against alarm. Elizabeth doesn't miss such a gap. Even while this is happening, Elizabeth will be working out a steady plan to assassinate Tim.

Oh, even though your husband's life is in imminent danger. Ortizio's guy, he's afraid to touch his master's temper, so he won't defy it.

A coward of the weak.

"... you're afraid to buy Camilla-sama's unhappiness while you say what your first minister is, and you won't say anything. I despise you."

Anger makes you feel natural and stuffy.

"Huh? You're going to insult me! I would not spare my life for my lord."

"Then why don't you say something? If you really think of Lady Camilla, you should stop it even if you're upset."

"No, so if your life is really in imminent danger, I will. But obviously not in this case. If you were Camilla's doll, you'd know. Do you know what Lady Camilla can do for you?

"I know that. Lady Camilla's help is beyond the constant. That's so much so that magic students can't win when it takes them to bundle up. But Elizabeth is a great nobleman and has considerable financial resources. You can hire a lot of professional killers. How much is Camilla if so many killers are after you..."

"No, doll, what are you talking about tongue-in-cheek? How about a few dozen bugs? You, do you really know what Lady Camilla is capable of?

"Of course it is. Princess of the East. Strong is also because I was taught straight away by the royal martial arts master. You're a master of ancient martial arts."

"No, no, no, Oriental? Royal Martial Arts Master? Are you out of your mind? There's more to insulting than that. Though you must be a waste of Camilla's doll. Is that all you understand?

I can't believe Ortizio is worried about my head.

But to deduce from Ortizio's story, Tim doesn't seem to be from the East.

Speaking of which, when I spoke to Mr. Tyrea, he said he lived in an island country called "Hon to". When I asked him if that was the East, Mr. Tyrea said, "It's more or less like that".

From this line, it may be that Mr. Tirrea and his men are from a different country than the Oriental Kingdom.

Something further south than the East?

Maybe the Eastern Kingdom is a country that was hostile to Tim's country. If so, I can also nod at Ortizio's attitude.

"You're right. Maybe I didn't understand the Camillas. Both the Orient and the Martial Arts Master's handiwork were my own imaginations. Okay, I'll ask you again. Who is Master Camilla?

"Oh, you... are you going to ask me that question now, with all that Tyrean, Camilla favor? It's not true."

Ortizio looks back.

"It's only in the knowledge that we can get that out. But I want to know. Now for the further question, Master Tyrea, Lady Camilla is a strange person, isn't she?

"Naturally, I guess. Oh! I'm not saying you didn't know that either! How smart are you?

Ortizio barks like a fiery fire. Of course, because I asked the princess of the Empire if she was more noble now.

I feel a great deal of pressure with the billies.

Hey, how intimidating...... I'm going to pass out as it is when I get distracted. Ortissio is still not the only one with a great fighting spirit so far. And with such a subordinate, Mr. Tyrea, Tim would be the princess of a great country for sure.

"I'm so sorry. Of course I know. Dear Tyrea, I recognize that Camilla is a very noble man."

"Huh? If you know what I mean, why are you asking me that question?

"That's what Tyrea calls herself."

"Heh!? That's what Master Tyrea said?

Ortizio's decent face.

I know. I know very well. It's never going to happen.

I guess Mr. Tyrea is lying like that because he doesn't want to be taken from the royal family. But I want you to think of some better lies.

"That's right. Lady Tyrea calls herself a common people. Obviously not, right?

"Did Lord Tyrea really say you were a common man?

"Yes."

"Then both Lady Tyrea and Lady Camilla are common people. You got it."

You can't possibly understand. That's all, you were angry when I asked you if you were in a nasty position. You'll find out from that reaction though! Or what kind of commoner lives in a mansion so luxurious that the Arkdas Royal Palace is also so sumptuous!

"Oh, um... Mr. Ortizio, you can't have ordinary people for as much as you want"

"Shut up! No matter who, Master Tyrea, Master Camilla is revealed to be a common man. You got it!

"Mm, it's too much to force. So you want me to convince you?

"That's right. Convince you. you're more or less too tall. If you're a doll, shut up and act as a doll!

Don't be unscrupulous.

Then Ortizio proceeds forcefully. Believe me, this is an order. Does Ortizio know? I can't think of the extra Tirreas as ordinary people because of that attitude.

Well, it's not like I want to uncover the secrets of Mr. Tyrea and the others. You can pretend to believe me, but I wonder if this is okay.

"Captain Ortizio"

Gil, who was sometime back, sandwiched his mouth from the side asking me and Ortizio questions.

"Oh, Gil, have you returned?"

"Ha. Connected. Mission terminated."

"Well done."

"So, Captain Ortizio."

"What's up?

"I was listening to as much conversation as Captain Ortizio had earlier, but there's just no way to go about it forcefully. Let's give Miles some information."

"Become!? Then will you disobey Lord Tyrea's orders?

"There is no other way. It's no longer possible for Mirez to think of Tyrea or Camilla as common people."

"Really?

"Yes. They saw our attitude, and this underground empire. Mires will have some speculation. The problem is, you don't have to expose the core."

"Well, then..."

"Shh. Captain Ortizio, I'll take care of this."

Gil sat directly opposite me instead of Ortizio. Gil and I have barely talked. But I know you're extraordinarily intelligent, unlike Ortizio. He said not to expose the core part of the conversation as much as the two of us did earlier, so I guess he won't tell us the names or exact locations of the countries from which Mr. Tyrea and the others came. But to a certain extent, we must be able to talk constructively.

"Mires, let's name it again. I'm Gil, deputy director of Division II."

"Yes. I'm Miles Vincent."

"Okay, Miles, we're gonna have a little talk."

"Okay."

"Mires, as you know, Lord Tyrea, Lady Camilla is a noble man"

"Yes."

"Uhm. Now, tell me your reasoning about what the Tyreans you assembled."

Then Gil was right, I told him my own reasoning. We will talk carefully about Tim not being disrespectful, such as being an Oriental princess, learning ancient martial arts from a martial arts teacher, and losing and falling in politics.

In the course of my conversation, Ortizio has looked like a jerk. So I guess there was some mistake in reasoning. But the big muscles shouldn't be wrong.

Contrary to Ortizio, Gil is listening to me in silence. I can't read from that look what you think of my reasoning.

"- and I guessed. Does it fit?

"Right. In my position, I don't think your story fits or is wrong. But let's just say this. The Tyreans are hiding who they are. Including, of course, this underground empire. I don't know what happens when you talk... you know."

"Of course it is. I won't tell anyone."

Sharp pressure from Gill. For an intelligent minute, it is different and more powerful than Ortizio. If you talk out of it, you won't be spared a maximum sentence. Well, I'm not even willing to talk about it.

"Hey, Gil, I noticed something bad."

Talking to Gil, Ortizio, who was silent, has joined the conversation.

"What's wrong?

"Mm-hmm. Master Tyrea has not revealed the existence of an underground empire in this doll. On the contrary, your identity was also hidden. Yet I have exposed the doll to the existence of this underground empire. Isn't this a faulty thing?

"... you'll be out of control"

"Become!? So what do I do?

"You should seal your mouth if it's meant to be."

Mouth seal!?

Gil's heart pounds on his words.

Ma, well, it's a possible story. Because I am in touch with other countries' secrets. For example, if someone from another country enters the Arkdas Royal Palace at will, the death penalty will not be dispensed with as an intermediary.

"So... you want to do it?

"That's a bad hand. You won't be able to break Mires on your own, who is so spoiled. We can only hope for Mirez's loyalty when he says he won't speak out."

"Are you all right? Does this guy have that kind of loyalty?

Ortizio is in a panic. He's rude. I couldn't have betrayed the Tyreans.

"Rest assured. There is no way I would betray Lady Tyrea or Lady Camilla."

"Is that true?

"It's true. I swear."

"Is it really true? For once, you turned the flag against Lord Tyrea."

"Dumb yeah!! I've decided to help Lady Tyrea, Lady Camilla. Shut up!

I was angry at Ortizio's statement. I yell at you unexpectedly.

"Oh, oh, my. You, at the doll's minute..."

Shit, Ortizio hangs up. This guy was stupid, short-tempered, and his arm stood up.

"Captain Ortizio, please wait. Shortcomings destroy you. I saw as much loyalty to Mires' words as I did earlier. I was wondering if I could be relieved."

Ortizio disagrees with Gil's words, but he seems convinced. Accumulate the spear.

Gil, no, Mr. Gil. I may have reviewed it.

Ortizio is stupid, but Mr. Gill is fine. It may be Mr. Gill who can replace Mr. Nielzen.

"Oh, that Gil, I need to talk to you..."

I talked to Mr. Gill about Elizabeth, who had been interrupted.

When I'm done telling you everything......

"So you're a doll. Such worry is hilarious in itself. I don't understand the nature of Camilla."

Ortizio brought tea in again. Shut the fuck up. I'm telling Mr. Gill.

Captain Ortizio, let's talk about Elizabeth in Division Two.

That's Mr. Gill! I thought Gil would understand.

Ortissio looks at Ms Gill's response like it's impossible.

You're the unlikely one. Mr. Gill is a minister's mirror. Apprentice.

"Gil, why? Did you believe the story of a doll like this, the cutter? It's impossible even if the heavens and the earth are turned upside down. Elizabeth and the others crawl on the ground. It can't be a threat to Camilla."

"No, the thing that bothered me most about Miles' story was that Elizabeth could hire a massive number of killers in the back,"

"What's wrong with that? Lady Camilla. No matter how many miscellaneous fish you gather, it doesn't matter how many."

"What worries me is that those elephant elephants are not going to let Tyrean restaurants get away with it."

"Ah!? Oh, yeah"

"Yes, Lord Tyrea takes care of the restaurant besides things. It's like a jewelry box. If they're coming in the right way, we'll beat them up before they go in the store. But they're the ones behind the relief. It is troublesome when you can poison people, poison people around you, or make a little noise from indirect places such as distribution and customers. Most importantly, if we attack them and the restaurant sales drop, Master Tyrea will be saddened."

"Mmm, sure. So, you want us to kill Elizabeth? But Elizabeth is Camilla's prey. You can't just take your own hand."

"So what about this?

Suggestion from Gil......

Foreword withdrawn. After all, Mr. Gill is an Ortizio employee. It's not normal. Oh, my God. Think about it.