Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

One carriage runs along Milanir's boulevard, which also dimmed at sundown, with few escorts on the front and rear.

The strictly alert carriage carried two figures and was on its way home from the open national conference hall of the Western Conference.

"Hehe, you look tired."

Turning to a young man with a neat look with his back on his back, the red-haired man speaks so.

The young man then slowly shook his neck left and right with a bitter smile.

"I won't deny it. I don't know how much the negotiations were over, but I'm going to come and shake it to the ground for all countries."

"Heh, but that's the same for you. Intimidation of Demon Stone Tariffs Today, That Wasn't Bad"

When Alex says so, it reminds him of certain events during the day.

The figure of Eince, who, with perseverance, cut to the delegations of the old Kiemerte descent, who had expressed that they would suddenly raise the amount of tariffs that had been finalised in the lower negotiations.

It was worth doing him and thinking he was reliable.

"With regard to the Demon Stone project, the situation is completely different from eight years before the last Western meeting. With Remliak's production on track, our country today is the largest producer of demonic stones in the West. I'm just appealing to you to get that recognition right."

"Hehe, just a little... right. Well, do you mind if we either recognize the person? The only thing that matters is the results that are drawn. At least that's what he'd say."

That's what Alex says as he gently spreads his hands.

Aince then becomes slightly more forward in posture, releasing one question with a small voice.

"Senior Alex, by the way. What is he going to do?

"Hehe, do you care?

In response to Eince's inquiry, the red-haired man laughs meaningfully.

The moment he saw that grin, after all, Aynce understood that his own question was the right one.

"Well then... of course, I'm going to be left with Clarice. On top of that, if you can get involved in our country, I want to know. Almost certainly, he's going to do something, isn't he?

"Almost certainly......? I wonder why you think so?

"It's a rumor all over the city. The timing at which that was sprayed is too bizarre. Because of that rumor, I know if that man stopped acting with King Kayla. But at some point, the guy came off King Kayla's escort, and then rumors began to circulate. Normally, it would be in reverse order."

One masked man the other day has caused a commotion of being raided on Milanir's Boulevard. That's why Aynce thought that if the masked man kept himself from King Kayla's side in view of the risk, after he learned of the rumor's existence, his muscles would pass.

But it was actually before the rumors spread that the masked man came off King Kayla's escort.

Of course there is no denying the possibility of coincidence or coincidence.

but knowing the person behind the mask, such possibilities had therefore been ruled out from the back of Eince's brain.

"Hmm. That's an interesting point of view. So, the conclusion you made is that he intentionally flushed it?

"Yes, that would make Tsuji fit. I mean, that rumor is that he let it circulate all over the city for some purpose. Then I mean what is its purpose...... unfortunately I can't think of anything more than the information I have at my disposal. So I asked another senior who seemed to know."

With the same grin as usual on the man in front of him, Aynce is convinced here that he is being heard all the facts.

Meanwhile, Alex, who decided he was spotted, let him gently shrug his shoulders.

"Hehe, being honest with your men about things you don't know may be your difficult qualities."

"When I say subordinate, I'm not the other person to ask, because you're Senior Alex. I have a question mark on whether to say qualities… Anyway, you still seem to know everything about that response"

"It's not everything, it's just the gist. As you know, he's a jerk on that street. Anyway, he hasn't told me not to tell you. So you really want to hear it?

Smiling at Nicole, Alex asks the young man in front of her.

Then, without getting her hair in between, Aynce shook her neck vertically.

"Absolutely."

"In short, he's trying to get attention. To distract you from what you really want to hide."

"Are you sure you hid it?

In response to Alex's mouthful of words, Aynce asks back as she is.

"Oh. One woman you know well, too. And the other is a man you've never met. Measures to keep those two guests secret and safe. Everything's for tomorrow."

"Which means that he's after..."

With that much mouth on his mouth, Aynce accidentally swallows a twat.

Then, towards him like that, Alex made it clear.

"Yes, his aim is only one. There's only one draft agreement to be announced on the last day."

"President. I'm Crewson. May I now?

"Oh. Come on in."

Tomiel, who had also slipped into the chair because of his fatigue, wakes up reluctantly, listening to the voice emanating from the hallway after the knock.

Then, seeing the colour of fatigue from his voice and complexion, Cruson lowered his head in a sorry manner.

"I apologize for your tiredness. Regarding the example man, I was almost certain. I was hoping to report it."

"Well, so how'd it go?

Tomiel, who had a quiet look until earlier, corrects his posture with interest when he hears the contents.

Then, immediately, Cruson uttered a response.

"Yes, as most people expect, the contents of a masked man are example men"

"Still as rumored......? But how did you know?

"Intelligence that was sending him to Fox told me that he was asked to fix a sword."

Tomiel tilts his neck slightly after hearing the answer. He then revived his memory when he saw the contrary sword as a rare exhibit of the East.

"Knife...... oh, that was an Eastern sword for sure. Speaking of which, I've heard that he prefers to deal with Eastern swords."

"Yes, and I think that explains why he didn't use a knife in the mock the other day."

"I see. I mean, even if I wanted to, I wasn't in a situation where I could use a knife, you know?"

"It's only an analogy from circumstantial evidence, so there's no certainty..."

Crewson, who thought that was likely to be the case with Tomiel's view, nodded small.

"But if the contents are with that guy, it still hurts that I couldn't finish the other day"

"I'm sorry. I thought I had emptied it, but I didn't expect you to run away to the Alliance headquarters..."

Raids carried out by the children's men ready for risk.

But the consequences are tragic.

The salvation for him at least was only one point where he was able to recover his men who had been unconscious by the masked man.

"Well, I can't help but mourn spilled milk. By the last day of tomorrow, it was not the mountains that wanted to get rid of him. But if this happens, it will disappear with the idiots of another country."

"Yes, it's just possible that we'll have to deal with Zhu and the hero at the same time. Therefore, we hope to allocate more personnel to the conference hall than planned."

Following that Crewson suggestion, Tomiel puts his hand on his chin. And as it was, I mouthed one confirmation.

"I don't mind that. But which units do you want to cut?"

"I thought I'd cut down a few soldiers who were going to take control of the security forces."

In response to Crewson's answer, Tomiel wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"What? I think they're the ones to be wary of?

"Yes, that's still the same now. But the vigilante, the most vigilant of them all, is missing."

"Security... I see. You mean Ufena"

On the occasion of the other day's failure, Tomiel speaks of the man he removed from his own chief of security.

Then Crewson nodded loudly just like that.

"Yes, it looks like the defeat the other day has responded so well, and since the chief of security was removed, he's been pulling into his own room at HQ"

"Because you're a surprisingly fine man who doesn't look good on that figure. Well, don't you see?"

"It seems that all sorts of people are worried and visiting. But it still doesn't seem to change at all."

People who can be called dignitaries of this country, such as Hamze, a government cabinet member, and Feliam, the leader of an opposition party, are visiting the room to encourage the country's brilliant.

However, those encouragements were also never seen to work at all, and Ufena was still blocked in her own room.

"Hmm, that's an impudent story. But as a result, you're glad you didn't take him in."

"Right. Number one, that man who cannot understand our God. Even if he is capable, he is not worthy to be added to our apostle of God."

The pawn that I had at hand, assuming that I would eventually convert to Cremea, because I admitted that I had one of the best strengths in this country.

That is Ufena Valdez.

However, the need for special treatment did not exist any more than a shade was found in its strength.

"Well, I thought it was because I spared that strength... but how that man, though his opponent, seems to defeat before he is powerless, he also needs to be restrained now"

"Yeah, I agree. On top of that, it's useless to devote more power to blocked men than you need to. Of course it will be true to never be alarmed because you are never a weak soldier."

It was clear that Ufena could be a threat if it showed its full strength. However, it is limited to knowing the situation appropriately and acting in conjunction with others.

No matter how strong you are as an individual, you cannot be a threat unless you are Zhu alone. That was Cruson's conclusion.

"Right. In any case, I understand the matter. I don't mind you being good around here. The important thing is to get rid of everything."

"I understand. I'll be ready for tomorrow."

With that in his mouth, Crewson leaves the room as he lowers his head gently.

That's how Tomiel, left in the room, squeaked emotionally as he looked up at the ceiling.

"Has the day come to finally expel the pagans, who are distracted by the abominable evil art of magic and so forth? It was precisely then that I offered this kisletin to God and filled the West with lily flowers..."

"Oh, you... that means those two are safe."

The dark-haired man, who was looking at the night view of Milanir from the window of the given private room, slowly moves his gaze towards the entrance of the room and says so towards the woman who came in without making a sound.

Then, without changing one expression, in a somewhat sarcastic tone, she returned the words.

"Yeah, thanks to someone taking on the eyes of the city's surveillance, it's easy."

"That's fine. So my efforts have been rewarded."

Ain smiles bitterly, spreading his hands left and right.

On the other hand, Kreha slightly frowned at his words and actions like that.

"Weren't you enjoying being watched for the outing?

"Ha, I don't like to be seen by people. Unfortunately. So, did you take over for him?

Ain, who shook his head left and right once, makes one confirmation straight at her.

"Are you sure you're happy with that girl? I put you two in front of me, and I was a bee to see."

"It's a good experience, too. He'll have to take charge of the next line dollar."

Words spoken by that ein.

The moment he heard it, Creja gave him a look as if he was convinced only for a moment.

"That's why you promoted that kid. Maybe you're going to put it on the Rhindle, a souvenir?

"On the Rhindle... Kyle took care of me."

It was undoubtedly Ain's heart.

A wish that is usually very unlikely to be requested.

He was deeply thankful to his former comrade for taking it on with pleasure.

Meanwhile, while understanding his insides like that, Kreha strives to show concern about realistic risks.

"Well, whatever you're thinking, I hope he even does the job..."

"Don't worry about that. Basically, he's a very good kid."

It was never, of course, a sufficient period of time.

But in the meantime, he is proud to say that the bones of what he wanted to teach were able to convey everything possible.

Whether that slight sense of satisfaction had been conveyed or no further reference to Fermu was made by Kreha.

"... yes. Then I'll leave you to that."

"Oh. I'll be ready for them tomorrow, but I've heard from Mr. Feliam that he's not in the way."

"And about that guy?

Someone who is seen as exactly one of the key men in the expected events of tomorrow.

From the original connection, Kreha, who thought he would have to consider assassinating him if necessary, asks him to confirm it.

"Oh. He said he could agree to cooperate."

"Huh. But you better not be alarmed."

"I know. But it's okay. Because you're not the kind of person to break a promise you made once."

Ein, who also thought it unavoidable for Kreha to be concerned, makes that addition as he scratches his head.

Then she exhaled a small sigh and walked straight to the entrance door.

"Yes... then I'll go"

"Oh. Thank you, Kreha"

"It's too early to thank you. Do it after everything is done."

Cleja, with her hands on the door, says so without looking back.

Towards her back like that, Ain spun his words once again in gratitude.

"I guess... but I'm not bothering you."

Even as he spoke so, the figure of a small brunette disappeared across the door.

But he understood one thing deeper than anyone else.

That she is the longest dating and seemingly heartless, lighter than anyone else.

And where the door was completely closed, Ain slowly walks over to his own desk. And I slowly took a single domino mask placed on my desk.

"Now, as well as they did, I hit every hand I could. It's a shame it's now, but I guess it's the last time I'll use this one tomorrow. And this nostalgic name Ain..."