Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"Mr. Yui! Where the hell have you been walking all the way up to this busy time?

When Yui, who disappeared fluttered after noon, returns to his own office at a time he may call it late at night, a voice of condemnation is suddenly showered at him from behind the room.

Yui, who didn't think that there was a presence waiting for him in the room until such time, gave him a look poked at the void for a moment, but when he turned his gaze toward the Lord of that voice, who pushed all the clerical work he was supposed to do in the afternoon, he scratches his head just saying it was bad.

"Ha, I'm sorry. Hey, Emersen really wants you to come. I took a trip to Mr. Kemmel's shop, but I was surprised to find out."

Citing the name of the Empire's largest trader, Yui slowly sits back in his chair with a bitter smile.

Meanwhile, Fernando, hearing the unexpected name of the person, quickly spoke of the question when he changed the color of his eyes from accusation to interest.

"Mr. Kemmel...? How'd it go with the guy from O'Mailsen?

"Yeah. He's still competent. Mr. Kemmel, I'm not taking a step back on my opponent. That boldness isn't something a normal merchant can have. In fact, the sales network within the Empire is expanding, and most importantly, while we only keep the orders, we still haven't been able to bring in the goods on some pretext."

"In other words, are you going to watch the next battle move? I see... that's just the guy you can't get out of."

A showdown between the Empire and the Magic Duchy that would take place in the near future.

If the Empire is defeated in that battle, the cost of the Demon Stone may become irrecoverable. Therefore, Emersen was plotting to postpone the direct deal itself until the end of this battle.

"Oh, you're right. Well, if it turns out that you can't just sell it and collect it, it's a complete round loss. Looks like the luggage is being transported into a warehouse purchased within the capital, but is ready to be transported out at any time. That's what I mean."

"I see. Are you still saying you're not just a little villain?"

"If you're just a little villain, you can't build an organization like that in one generation. Because one guy threatened me the other day, or it looks like I stopped breaking my contract, but I still have a lot of money in my own pocket sewing up gaps in my contract. But he's a capable man to the point where he can pretend not to look up."

Hearing what was contained in the words, Fernando makes his expression slightly harsher.

"Is that okay?

"I don't mind. Instead, I'd like to appreciate Alex's guy threatening me and still thinking about breaking the gap in his contract. Besides, if you're dealing with someone like him, pretending not to look at him somewhat is the trick to staying with him for a long time and well. First of all, you should have a number of cards for the counterparty, and now is not the time to cut that card."

Laughing blatantly, Yui says so, throwing a list of cases that Omersen is choking on towards Fernando.

With that list in his eyes, Fernando opened his eyes for a moment, but reconsidered that the man in front of him could do this extent, looking up to heaven with a sigh of sigh.

"... at all, who are you"

"Hehe, well, the area is the current activity of Istarz and Omersen in the Imperial City. I wonder if it would help if you could tell the House of Lords as well as possible."

Fernando's unexpected timing, Yui's words inadvertently unleashed.

The power that the word possessed was truly immense. The word House of Lords emanates from his mouth. No, Fernando becomes a bar as if he fell in love for a moment, and squeezes out the words with a trembling voice.

"... hey, why did you do that? No way, Mr. Alex did?

"There are other sources of my information. Of course, the information that Alex brings is valuable, but he doesn't tell me everything."

Yui scratches her head twice, thinking that's why there's no substitute for Alex.

Meanwhile, Fernando, who couldn't possibly have known his thoughts like that, explored possibilities outside of Alex in his brain and went to one answer.

"I see... Armad and the information brought from Dr. Azwell's line"

"There's nothing to deny or affirm."

Aware that it was like saying it was an understatement, Yui dared avoid making a clear statement while smiling ambiguously.

Feeling such a rush for his words and actions, Fernando considered his position and asked Yui.

"... so what? Are you dismissed?

"Dismissed? Who the hell are you talking about?

Wrinkles between his eyebrows and makes Yui stick a question mark on his face, while Fernando makes his narrative feel slightly rough about whether he is being ridiculed when he gives an unexpected look.

"Well, it's up to me!

"Oh, I see. Is there a way to say that? Well, if you're really an aristocrat like them, and you want to pull my leg, that's not too bad... but your real purpose isn't, is it?

"Duh, how could you do that!

A secret unknown to even the face of the House of Lords.

Fernando is unintentionally upset about Yui mentioning it without any connection or itching to the House of Lords.

"The House of Lords' measures against me were at first sight designed to put me at a disadvantage. Yeah, not until now. But on the contrary, if I could satisfy certain conditions, I could also say that it was all cleverly calculated so that I could have the power against them. It's called the Lemuriak case, for example, and I like this empire assignment."

Yui continued to have some doubts about previous House of Lords intervention projects.

That takes him through the workmanship from the House of Lords, which, unlike his personal aspirations, strengthens his own position and position.

And only then did he wonder if that wasn't a coincidence.

Perhaps he has come to realize that there is a clear confusion within the House of Lords between different molecules of thought, the result of which is the reflection of the thoughts of that person. When the thought got there, the information brought from Cleja and Fernando's abilities in front of him were added to the calculations, and a clear glimmer of road was finally to be drawn in his predictions.

"If you are, I thought you would live up to my expectations."

"Ha... I want you to be the one to respond, too, but not at all. Especially when it comes to Lemuriak. Did you really think I could get rid of Rugelil's disease?

"I was just hissing. If you fail, one plan will be completely broken."

As if he had noticed everything, Fernando scratches his head in imitation of Yui.

Meanwhile, Yui, who saw the trick, slightly narrowed his eyes and asked him.

"Heh, now the oral rhetoric is that there was some basis for you. I have reason to say I can overcome Rugelil's disease. I wonder what that is?

"Well, if you're willing, I think you can do most of the work. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have turned Lemuriak into a boulder."

That's what Fernando said, when he took the little book out of his nostalgia, he handed it to Yui.

"Book... how can this be the basis?

"This is just a dictionary I borrowed from Dr. Azwell. The only problem was that there was a note sheet inside that was pinched instead of a sign."

Fernando, speaking so, smiles nicely in a meaningful way.

Yui tilted her neck gently, and when she took the note paper that was pinched in the dictionary, she drew that look as quickly as possible.

"This is the source code and magic of the world... that garbage room professor"

One note that was sandwiched contained a running note on the structure of the world, once researched with Yui.

And from that, Yui understood all the circumstances.

In other words, the fact that Azwell, who could not find it in the desolate room, took a note describing the contents of the study and gave it to Fernando without realizing it.

"Yeah. I saw that, and I was sure. If you could see not only the magical structural formula, but also the structure of the world, even Rugelil's disease would be analyzed and counteracted."

Listening to that Fernando statement, Yui gives a slightly bitter, bitter look. And when I sneezed and scratched my hair, I exhaled one big sigh.

"That research idiot old man is really... but I see. Just one cut, and that's all you've learned from the way this world works, and you've come to the true magic I deal with? I guess the alias genius since the founding of the Royal University should still be called Date"

"Genius...? Unfortunately, I forgot that name. At least since the day I met someone named Azwell von Senoch or Yui Isterz."

Fernando shakes his neck left and right to deny Yui's statement in a bitter mix of laughter.

Having heard the words and actions, Yui, when he scratched his head as troubled, asked the young man in front of him.

"So, after all you've told me, what do you want me to do? I guess that means doing something about your sister."

"You already know about my sister, don't you?

I ask that just in case, even though I'm sure Yui would have already investigated it, not to mention that it's so far apart.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I let you look into it the other day. I didn't know Grand Duke Blau's relatives were forced to marry him."

"Marriage? That's just a hostage contract. Against me."

"So you want me to crush the House of Lords?

Noticing the quiet anger hidden within Fernando, Yui confirms to him so.

"No. As far as I'm concerned, you just have to change that country for now. Yes, that country that makes that ridiculous aristocracy. I chose you as my human resource for this. That's all."

"The queen is decent now. There's something somewhat unorthogonal about it."

"That may indeed be the case. But what about the next generation of monarchs? And the next generation?

What Fernando's words meant was plain. That is a denial of kingdom.

And so Yui understood from his previous remarks that he expected himself to be the person to break it.

"So let me, a native of the common people, empower me and sooner or later let me go to the overthrow of the state...? It's definitely a dressed talent, I am. I don't want to be a dictator because I want to leave it to people to run the state."

"No, I'm not going to say that much just now. But you would have agreed to lead this country to a democratic republic."

"I'm not interested in a political system. I see, after letting you work your way through it, you make me have a coup. In case it fails, is it the whole plan of yours to invite the weak Clarice around Kisletin?

Based on Fernando's ability, Yui thought that even if the measures to use him would fail hypothetically, he would think of that much of a secondary measure.

Fernando, having heard the word, then reacted with what was truly to be called a graphic star.

"... that's just great. I didn't know there was a thought there. No, that's why I tried to pick you."

"Don't you like Clarice's system that much?

"You hate it. At least I'll never forgive Clarice for ripping my sister and me apart."

Strong will and anger engulfed in short words. That came through the vibration of the air and painfully to Yui, who was also face to face.

"Hmm... but it's not as great a democratic republic as you think. Just one way of thinking about how to run politics."

"Hit me, it would have been better than Clarice is now. The House of Lords and others continue to judge, and in the name of identity, it is better than that country, where unfair treatment is affirmed."

"... Kisletin is not as much a dream country as you think. But I see what you're thinking. Whatever the pictorial affairs of the coup, I'll take care of one of the thorns that stung your heart. You're one of my godchildren."

Yui told Fernando so lightly, but clearly. And he scratches his head slowly while the young man in front of him can't face and speak.

"Do something about the thorn... could that be Yui!?"

"Oh. Because we're not friends we don't know, you can leave her to me. Instead, I'd like you to offer me one thing as a price... well, I'll tell you that later. Either way, I think I'll let you go home today. It's time to keep your eyes open any longer."

Though he wanted to say something, he turned to Fernando, who seemed speechless, and Yui told him so much and gently pounded his shoulder. And he walked straight out of the room.

Would the time have thus passed for geometry?

Fernando, finally untied by the rigidity of his thoughts, turns to the person who has walked away from the scene and leaks a grunt with his trembling lips.

"Yui...... What are you trying to accomplish? And what are you going to let me do?

In that room, where no one is left but himself, Fernando slowly meditates his eyes.

Behind that lid came the memories of once spending time with him, Yui, and another blonde boy.

At the same time, he drops a drop of water from his own eyes as gravity falls.

Realizing that fact, he remembered his decision to swear to himself that the day he was torn apart from his sister, until that day when he would get her back again, to wipe his tears and open his eyes.

Totally unexpected interaction with Yui and the fact that he told me he would take my sister back. That was covering up everything in his mind.

And as a result, he had made one mistake that was none other than them.

Yes, he had forgotten the real reason he was waiting for Yui in this room. its purpose, that one warning must be given to Yui.

The opportunity for him to make warnings thus became permanently lost.

Tell Yui that there has been a visit from a woman.

"We've been waiting for you. Dear Yui Istarz,"

My own bedroom I should be totally used to seeing.

Stepping into the room as usual, Yui captures a completely unexpected figure in his eyes and solidifies himself on the spot as if he had become a stone.

What he saw in his own room that was supposed to be deserted.

It was the figure of the Fourth Empress, Miriam von Kelm, who, shyly leaning down, sat on Yui's sleeping table.