Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

The silver blocks lined up shine beautifully.

Zasha didn't move one eyebrow when she looked at the bright sight in front of her.

You pay the royal family in exchange for privilege, so even if you have a lust for possession in silver, it's just vain.

The royal merchant confirms the number and weight of the silver blocks.

Around the perimeter were close guards sent by the royal family and mercenaries hired by Zasha to give them a glimpse.

Instead of thieves, we can't even get ants in. It's a strict precaution.

A merchant of my men stood next to Zasha.

"It is time to negotiate with Your Majesty"

Zasha looks up at the sky and checks the position of the sun.

"I'll take care of this place. Try not to let anyone in."

Zasha ordered his men while he thought there was no way he could do anything more.

Soon after Zasha headed to the King's Capital, he has also obtained information that Sola has left Count territory suddenly.

"If Count Sola comes, you won't be allowed in here. Anyway, this silver is royal."

A merchant under his command laughed off Zasha's concerns.

"Come and negotiate faster than that. Your Majesty will be waiting for you to break the bargain."

Encouraged by his men's merchants, Zasha turned her back.

"Well, thank you for coming later."

Tell me, Zasha turns to the royal castle.

One Kingsguard noticed Zasha's movements and bought guidance and left.

Walk behind the Kingsguard into the Royal Castle.

As a negotiating venue, we are prepared to take a look at the interior of the Royal Castle and continue our walk.

"I will use it while I see it, but nobles will never be present."

The Kingsguard explained as he looked at the ceramics placed in the hallway and imagined how much it would cost to sell them.

I don't know, Zasha thinks.

Because poorly seating nobles makes it harder for kings to move, even if they disagree.

First, create a fait accompli and successfully rebuild the finances by silver lumps.

Using the facts of success as a shield, I guess it counteracts the objections of the aristocracy, which have not yet been aligned.

I mean, the king is positive about this negotiation.

─ ─ This is going to wrap up the negotiations easily.

Seeing between the glances behind his eyes, Zasha holds back the floating optimism.

The Kingsguard, who refrained from carrying the blade on the left and right side of the main door, inspected him for carrying the blade.

Sometimes the heir to Count Trinen's family, proud of his martial arts, had disappeared, and the inspection was really rigorous.

I can carefully examine my pockets upside down and into my dragged purse.

Looking at it I thought I would get that far, I had eyes with the Kingsguard.

"It is natural to be offended, but it was the order of His Royal Highness Prince Wang, I pray you patiently"

"I don't care about anything. It's been particularly noisy lately."

"I'm afraid. There was no problem. Please, go inside."

Ask the Kingsguard to return his wallet, and Zasha takes a small, deep breath and steps in between glances.

A wide range of chairs decorated with gold were placed behind the spacious space.

The person who sits deeply in that chair and overlooks Zasha is the king who is the negotiator for this one.

Next door stood the Kingsguard, watching Zasha's movements.

The left and right walls between the sights are lined with Kingsguards to prepare for unforeseen events.

To the appearance of a palatial hall, a concomitant nerve would strengthen the body.

But Zasha didn't move one eyebrow.

─ ─ Is it intimidating? That's the usual means of negotiation.

By intimidating them, they restrain them from making loud demands.

It's a hand often used by the powerful.

Most of all, Zasha knows only those in power who have power in the backyard.

It didn't work for Zasha because it didn't change in essence.

─ ─ Were you purposefully prepared for intimidation in the Kingsguard?

Zasha slowly greets the king as he speculates on his intentions.

"I am Zasha, the countess of Sola, the official of Gransono Street. On behalf of the Federation of Chambers of Commerce, we have deposited this plenipotentiary"

The king didn't quite let his head go up.

Between minutes, the king opens his mouth.

"Zasha, raise your face. Take it easy."

I thought I'd lower the soldiers around me if I were to say so, but I wouldn't put it in my mouth.

Zasha says thank you and raises her head.

It is the start of negotiations.

The first person to open his mouth was the king.

"Reports are up that we're already in silver delivery, but do we have all the quantities?

Taking questions that can also be taken as mere factual confirmation, Zasha explores the back in an instant.

─ ─ Worried about a silver shortage? No, are you going to reluctant to issue privileges on the grounds of a lack of silver?

The short lead time between being asked for silver and today's negotiations must have also bolstered the King's question.

─ ─ I didn't know Irene Neo's failure would probe his belly...

Zasha sighs inside.

As a result of Ireneo's escape from Chaff and Yellah, it became necessary to collect silver before Chaff's injuries could heal.

It's why the prep period is short, but there's no way I can be honest with you.

The collected silver has reached only the quantity requested in advance. But I can't afford it.

Even if the negotiations do not break down, there is no denying the possibility that additional requests for privileges will be rejected.

"As you requested, we have all the silver. There is also the obstruction of Count Sola, although there is no surplus"

Zasha answered honestly, giving up that there was no choice but to deceive him on this occasion alone.

Then I can blame Sola for everything.

The king stroked his jaw with a sinister face.

"Little raccoon. Seems like he was hitting every hand he could. How dare you harass so many people?"

The king was foolish with a distracted voice, shortly after,

It's an honor to compliment you, Your Majesty.

Suddenly, the king opened his eyes as a ghost to the words he broke into.

At the end of the king's gaze, the door between the eyes opens with momentum.

It was three young men who showed up.

Standing in the center, the young man breaks into the hall with an elegant foothold.

The Kingsguard captain squeaks when he sees a young man with an arc that his lips seem busy on the edge of his finesse.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang..."

"Hey, I'm sorry for making such a scene. I also apologize to His Majesty."

Prince Wang threw words of apology to the Kingsguard and the King with a grin and invited the two behind him.

One of the invited is a young man with a white mask. The part that hits the masked cheek depicts a raccoon design.

I don't even have to ask for a name. There is only one person who can walk the royal castle in hiding.

Prince Wang slaps the shoulder of the masked youth casually.

"Lord Sola, explain it to me from you. Why did we break in here? And about the woman next door."

Before listening to Prince Wang, the gaze of some of the Kingsguards was nailed to his daughter leaning against Sola.

He softens his brilliant blonde hair with a mixture of red colors and points his curious, radiant eyes at the metal of his baggage.

Skin with natural whiteness, not due to makeup, is smooth and thin peachy lips that look soft look pleasantly relaxed.

Even the Kingsguard, who had many opportunities to see the work pattern and the noble lady, was beautiful enough to fall in love.

"She's Lulu. He's one of my ministers."

Introduced by Sola, Lulu rocks his thick white coat and thanks him quietly.

As the sight of the Kingsguard drew him to the valley of his breasts, Zasha remembered the unspeakable fear in the grin that floated on Llu's beautiful face.

It was too pure a laugh.

Beautiful grin with no back surface, unlike this scene, where the number of manipulations and the point of arrival of the darkness leap.

The fact that Sola brought in such a grinning kind of person was more terrifying than anything else.

Prince Wang instructs you to close the curtain with a hand gesture.

Immediately the Kingsguard moved and blocked the sunlight.

Darkness descends into the hall.

"So let's get started"

Sora takes a step forward.

A chill ran on Zasha's spine as she was gazed at properly.

The white-painted mask created an illusion with the shadow I had placed on it, and he looked like he was laughing.

"One thing before that, we have to clean it up"

Dropping words with a calm voice, Sora reaches out to Zasha in a flowing motion.

The movement that looked like Zasha was a slight blur at Sola's fingertips, the sight that could be recognized was a shadow grin floating in Sola's mask that filled the distance in an instant.

In the next moment, the stone floor was looming in front of me.

I didn't have time to poke my hand and rubbed my forehead on the cold floor.

─ ─ Tapped!?

At the same time as I understand it, a mask is pictured in a polished floor stone.

There are many words of protest lined up behind Zasha's brain, but her thoughts are confused by irrational violence.

But Zasha wasn't the only one who felt unreasonable.

Cold voices were dropped from the mask as the Kingsguard opened his mouth to stop Sola on behalf of the field.

"Don't let the sinner expose the dirty side to His Majesty."