Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

The city of Amoxate, the heart of Lemuriak.

Until just a few years ago, it was a city that existed in what was considered the most repellent land in Clarice.

The city was lonely, the land where no man was found and only slowly decayed. It was only four years ago that major changes came there.

And today, for several reasons in the western part of the continent, it became one of the most famous places, and the land was undergoing a relaxing transformation into one of the largest industrial cities with the largest production of demonic stones.

The streets change from what they once were and people cross the boulevard one after the other.

In the meantime, only one building existed that remained the same.

Yes, it is the city hall of Amoxate, also known as the exact center of the city of Amoxate.

"Mr. Clary, it's a load from Wang Du, can I have your autograph?

The young city clerk speaks out to one man, who speaks out somewhat hastily, encouraging silent deskwork in the deepest part of the room.

In front of that skinhead man's desk, prepared on the second floor of the city hall, there was already a pile of mountainous documents awaiting his settlement. From the back of such a bunch of paperwork is returned the voice of a man who has grown an insensitive mustache and is clearly not suitable for the occasion.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

When Clary says so, he signs after glancing at the paperwork at hand.

And when I received the documents that the man had brought early in the arrow succession, I quickly glanced at the contents.

"Wouldn't that be a little short? You asked me to bring more groceries for a while."

"No, I bought it twice the same month last year."

Obviously under the reprimand of a strong man, the young man whispered his opinion clearly, albeit slightly less.

Because he knew that the man in front of him was not fit for the look of it, that he was good looking after it, and that if he was honest with his work, he was not a man who preached irrationally.

"You idiot. I'm certainly not saying that I bought double is bad. But look what this city looks like now. Is that enough for a very double? It's triple, triple. Even if it's too much, it's better than someone getting hungry and unable to work. Place an additional order immediately."

Clary tells him so in a slightly harsh tone, but he puts his anticipated additional requirements on the incoming loading documents and blasts back to the young official.

Then, from another direction, a new inquiry of confirmation was directed at him.

"Excuse me. The demon stone arrived yesterday, should I turn it to Novamim as planned?

"Oh, that's a bit of a stop. While there is no problem with the stock over there for a while, the luck to Novamim will be cancelled."

As she overheard the confirmation, Clary rushed to convey the instructions to him.

Then, a large male employee who had brought the story in repeatedly turned to Clary for confirmation, wrinkling slightly between his eyebrows.

"Is that good?

"I don't mind. I have permission to represent my lord."

"Oh, really? In the meantime, I'll leave it in Ozo behind the city hall."

"Oh, I got it."

Large officials rushed straight to the prep, and Clary tried to speak brightly, turning to his back.

And then Clary reaches out to the pile of settlement documents in front of him again.

But at that moment, an unexpected voice stilled his act.

"Hi, Clary. Looks like you're pretty busy."

"So, husband!?"

Hearing a voice suddenly pointed at her, Clary unexpectedly rises from her seat.

The man standing in front of him.

It was that brunette man he loved more than anyone else.

"So, Clary, it's been a long time. Even so, unlike her, I've seen you many times."

When Yui says so, he turns his gaze to the flax haired woman who came into the room a little late.

As soon as he did, Cecil slightly swelled her cheeks and turned to the man on the strong side in front of her to speak out in protest.

"Truth is, I'm a little unconvinced about that. When I said I was going to see Yui instead, it never changed me."

"No, I'm just gonna do it without a lord. But you can't be gone until you represent the lord."

Statements that were to be repeated many times during Yui's absence.

Clary speaks of it again.

Cecil then shook her neck left and right along with her longer hair than before with an unconvincing look on her face.

"That's not true. With you, there's hardly a problem."

"Ha, well. But Cecil, Clary sometimes skips unexpectedly. Even when I used to be in Carlin, how many times did I escape my surveillance eyes and go for a drink before the closing"

"No, sir. My husband stopped sleeping all the time, even though he was before the closing. So I don't want my husband to skip my surveillance eyes or anything."

Irrational for being blamed unilaterally, Clary heads to the brunette man in front of him to fight back.

But such was his statement to be lightly flushed by Yui.

"Ha... because if I say so, I say so. With this city hall at all, you haven't changed at all, have you?"

"No, that's all my husband doesn't want me to say. I'll stop."

"I guess. But, well, as good as you are, why is this city building intact? I'm starting to float in the streets a little bit, and I think I have a good budget."

While being discreet after entering the city, Yui came this far with a slight surprise.

Of course the object of that surprise is the transformation of this city.

However, when he saw the only thing about this city hall that didn't make any difference, he was to sigh out with a shrug of shoulders along with relief.

"Oh, that makes it easier. As a matter of fact, Mr. Cecil is really waiting for her husband to return..."

"May I help you, Mr. Clary?

As soon as Clary mouthed the reason, Cecil's Rin voice slammed his eardrum to block it.

As soon as Clary hurried to his mouth, he shook the boom and his neck left and right.

"No, you can't do anything."

"Hmm... you guys seem to be totally close. Fine."

Yui, who was witnessing an exchange between Cecil and Clary, utters a slightly out of focus word with a laugh.

Then, as if daring to go off topic, Cecil has asked about one young man who followed Yui.

"So Yui, I just wanted to ask you, who is that kid?

"Oh, speaking of which, didn't I introduce you on the road from the border? He's my godson. It's called a ferm."

"Actually, he's my godson."

Clary, acknowledging Ferm's appearance, insists strongly on herself when she smiles niggardly.

But hearing his claims like that, the person at the time gave a puzzling look.

"Mr. Clary just got me... no, I'm sorry"

Ferm, stunned by a strong man with great momentum, recalls his own trauma and unwittingly takes a step backwards.

But such their exchanges were also classified as the same treatment as the earlier exchanges if they were made yui.

"Ha ha, you guys seem totally close. All right, we'll get some time here for a while, Clary. Give him another workout when you get some time."

"Got it. Ha-ha-ha, Ferm. Let's get along again."

"K, Mr. Clary, please give me a break."

With Clary's meaningful grin in his eyes, Ferm hurries to shake his neck left and right into small pieces as he pulls his cheeks together.

Meanwhile, Cecil, who was a little distance from such an exchange between the two, turned to Yui and said the question she wanted to hear when she regained a different and more serious look than earlier.

"Uh, so Yui. I couldn't ask you when you were with those people, but are you sure you want to get the imperial people to do the antichilgeryl treatment?

The moment Cecil mouths the question, Clary returns to her true face in an instant and asks for Yui's expression.

Understanding that the same gaze had gathered on him, Yui scratched his head lightly with a bitter smile and slowly opened its mouth.

"Oh, I don't mind. If I don't tell you the key part, you can do as much as you want."

"Is the key part…"

Hearing Yui's words, Fermu asks as he wrinkles between his brows.

Yui then shook his head vertically once big.

"Oh, the key part. You heard the conversation with Royce next door, didn't you? Well, actually, as I revealed to him, there are ways to prevent Rugelil's disease. And I made that fact public to them. But in the short term, that won't cause any problems."

"Why is that? 'Cause you've found out you have measures, haven't you? If so..."

Fermu, who could not make sense of Yui's statement, asks Yui for an explanation with a harsh look on his face.

"Ferm. Why do you think this time you've left the majority of the troops borrowed from the Empire in the Novamim Autonomy?

"Isn't that what the teacher was telling Mr. Royce? I mean, we can't prevent Rugelil's disease in time, because we won't let Britnia or the House of Lords sniff out our actions, and the last one is a warning to Mr. O'Maysen. I heard it was to do these three at the same time."

Remembering his conversation with Royce and the others on the road, Fermu speaks of the three purposes Yui spoke of.

Then Yui smiles nicely in a meaningful way. And slowly opened its mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, 70% of the time, that's not a mistake."

"70% square?... So what's the other 30%?

Hearing the unexpected words of Yui, Fermu immediately raises the question.

As soon as Yui nodded one thing, he lightly said something he didn't even think about.

"It's simple. I mean, I didn't want to treat them for antichilgeryl disease."

"I see. You talk like a husband. I mean, the first conversation, you put the other guy out of his mind."

"Something's a bad way to say people. I told him right away. If you ask, I won't hide it. [M] I just couldn't ask, so I didn't answer any more."

In response to Clary's words, Yui doesn't even show how bad it can be at all, and says so lightly.

"Ha, this is why people who turn to their husband's enemies are in trouble. Even on my side, it's easy to see it like this."

"Ha, well, this one's only preventive. Once this battle is over and stability has come to the West, such fear may no longer be necessary. At that time, I think it's okay to publish the antigelyl treatment."

"Yes, sir. Are you serious?

Unexpectedly to Yui's remarks, Clary opens his eyes and shows agitation.

But towards him like that, Yui, in a light tone, let him affirm what he had just said.

"Seriously, I mean it. Rather, having secrets can, on the contrary, threaten this Lemuriak peace in the future. If that's the case, we should just let go of such a dangerous thing."

"... Yui. I mean, you still think this Remliak has a good chance of winning?

"Sort of. At least to the extent that I can hide and relax here, the land is cheap."

In response to Cecil's inquiry, Yui shook her neck vertically with a laugh.

But listening to him say that, Cecil turns to him the question he has kept in his chest ever since he met him at the border.

"In this land...... right. Speaking of which, Yui. I really need to ask you one thing."

"What is it, Cecil? Well, not against Royce, but I'll answer any questions you have."

Although slightly more uncomfortable with Cecil, who has a slightly stronger tone than usual, Yui dares to return so in a lighter tone.

As soon as, Cecil's mouth was slightly distorted.

"Well, can you tell me? Is it true what this letter says?

With that in his mouth, Cecil takes the single letter he had in his pocket.

Meanwhile, utterly unspeakable Yui inquired as he did, showing confusion.

"Letter?"

"Yeah, your letter. I was surprised when I saw the sender's name, but I was even more surprised when I saw the contents. So, what time are you marrying Princess Miriam?

The moment the word is uttered, in an instant the space freezes as if a blizzard had blown on it.

And conscious that Cecil's strong gaze pierced her face, Yui tried desperately to explore the right words from her brain as she stuck her hands forward, slightly wolfed.

"No, you know, it's... uh, Cecil, I'm a little scared of my eyes"

"Really? It's the same as always. Yeah, well, you said Yui earlier, right? He said he had time for a while. So let me listen to you very carefully at this time. Yeah, what's going on between you and Empress Miriam and what you're going to do about it."