To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The camp panicked.

A guard runs around there, and you can hear the sound of destruction from across the wall.

Clara opened her mouth as she looked down at the camp from her private room.

"Is it true the owl showed up?"

Her pink blonde hair rocked in the cold wind.

"It seems true. Earlier, the guards were making noise about finding the owl."

Gynn answered refraining beside her.

"Yes..."

If so, the owl is in a dangerous situation.

Maybe we shouldn't be poorly involved, but maybe next time we miss this opportunity.

Clara had to make decisions for the Kingdom of Oriana and for all the Kings who believed and followed her.

I don't know what to do.

Clara asked the face of the Kings gathered around her.

"We should help the owl get out of here! I'm sure you'll be able to rendezvous with the kingship's power!

"Where is the guarantee that the owl is one of us! You should see how it goes!

"Security is getting thinner, too! Don't move now, when will it move!!

"You can move with your thoughts. It won't lead to results!

They exchange words hot as they blush.

"You should move carefully. The identity of the owl is also still unclear. Even if we helped the owl, it would be difficult to get out of the camp in this situation."

Gynn expressed his opinion calmly.

And everyone's gaze gathers in Clara.

"Princess, what do you want to do?

They're asking for answers.

Clara felt like her heart could tighten cuddly.

Turn your gaze and look into everyone's faces.

Seems more prudential. That, too, I guess. You can't start over, if you fail, it's over.

Moving abruptly here has a low chance of winning, I know that.

But...

Will I miss this opportunity and the next one come?

They are on Doem's palm now. Maybe tomorrow, they'll send you a truncator.

Will we be able to afford to wait for the next opportunity?

Has everyone not noticed that they are more likely not to come next time?

Clara thought with her eyes down. An unpleasant sweat engulfs my palms.

Maybe we've all gotten too used to this environment. When I first got here, I should have felt more at stake.

The Kings can't afford to pick opportunities anymore - Clara thought so.

But...

Clara glanced at everyone's faces again.

After all, everyone has a lot of prudentials. Much more experienced than Clara, they are in the majority.

She's nothing but a fifteen-year-old little girl, as it turns out.

Everyone's thoughts are much more valuable than hers.

Besides, ignoring everyone's opinions could be disappointing.

If that happens, the Kings will split.

Clara must be wrong.

It's okay, if you follow everyone's ideas, the Kings are still...

"Wow, I got an owl..."

- Princess.

One man spoke out, blocking Clara's voice.

He's a middle-aged man with a wild face burned in the day.

"It's good to hear your surrounding opinions. But you're done looking at the complexion around you."

It was a crouched voice. But there was some nostalgic warmth in that voice.

"Bat......"

Clara murmured his name.

He was a gardener that Clara knew from an early age. I don't know anything about politics, about fighting. All he could do was create a beautiful garden in the royal palace.

But his words stabbed Clara in the heart.

It was only recently that I developed a habit of peeking at the complexions around me.

I wasn't sure.

I was anxious.

I wanted to tell you something other than myself...

"Hey, gardener! Shut up, you're being rude!

Gynn stared at the bat.

"Stop! He's our comrade, too."

"Comrade? This guy can't do anything. He's just a gardener."

"I'm just a gardener, so I didn't have to come here. Yet Bat followed me. You trusted me."

"So what is it? The gardener's words are only murmurs."

"Come on, Gynn. I said stop."

Clara's gaze and Gynn's gaze bumped. It was Gwen who took his gaze off first.

"... sorry"

"It's okay. You must have said it for us, too."

And she thought again.

From the beginning, tell me what she should do now.

At an early age, I remembered Bat, Clara, her sister and the beautiful garden that the three of us ran around in.

At a time like this, my sister would surely......

"Help the owl and rendezvous. Let's take this opportunity to hang all of us."

When I saw the bat, he was smiling.

"That's fine. They all followed the princess with trust. Right!?

"Oh, of course!

"I've been preparing for this day. We're gonna ram flashy!

They rise in unison.

And then he stripped the walls of the room and took the weapon out of it.

Clara is also given a single sword.

She can't wave her sword. But it makes sense for her to have it.

"Come on, let's give you some counterattack wolf smoke"

And the camp routine is over.