Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Conference room present on the top floor of the Military Office building.

Among them was the current Clarice Army Head and one woman, who would receive the crown of honor, face-to-face on the spot.

"In other words, the Republic's request is that our country send in reinforcements. Is that all you got?

Elise, wrinkled between the frowns of its righteous face, asks likely to turn to the young Minister of Military Affairs, who was the only one present at the negotiating table with Kisletin.

"Yes, you're right. At least they haven't said one more request. On the contrary, the expenses are borne wherever possible."

His country's treasury is supposed to be a fire truck, too.

"Probably means that the pressing challenges you're facing will prevail."

In response to the concerns of Lute, the SS chief, Scrote, the Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, who was the oldest and only one who did not replace him on this occasion, presents his own view with a gaze on his face.

In response to that undersecretary's remarks, Lute nodded and showed them once, but only he repeated his cautious theory.

"I know what you're going to say. But there's also the possibility that they can't do it by cheaply contracting and then not doing anything in return...... no. We should keep it in half."

"Right. But in any case, if his country loses, we're next."

Until then, Alex, who had refrained from speaking while narrowing his fox eyes, clearly tells of the danger as he looks around together.

Then I took his word for it, and Elise immediately uttered the confirmation question.

"Will Turmenia invade our country?

"Right, I'm pretty sure. Anyway, my country is not a Cremean state."

"It's religion over interest…?"

Receiving an answer by Eince, Elise mutters so convincingly with a sinister look on her face.

With that look on her face, the oldest Scrote moved on again.

"In any case, I still wonder if reinforcements should be sent"

"I think so, too. Just..."

"Just?"

Lute, who saw Eince mumble, urges him to go ahead with the word.

"That… the Republic has certainly requested reinforcements from our country, but it has communicated another completely different request…"

"One more thing? I think you just heard about his country's only one request?

When he hears what Eince has to say, Alex asks as he gently tilts his neck.

Ace, on the other hand, slowly opened his mouth with a bewildered look.

"Exactly. Against my country...... But the other is directed at another subject, that is, at an individual."

"Alone...... no way!?"

An individual like Kisletin takes negotiations.

Lute, whose sloppy cheeks surfaced in the back of his brain, accidentally pulls its cheeks.

"Yes, to the seniors... yes, to the hero Yui Istarz personally, his country has brought in a request"

"You've said whatever you want over the head of our country."

When the sucroat speaks that way, he exhales a small sigh.

Meanwhile, Elise, who couldn't help but remember the inner upset about Eince's words, questioned the end of it.

"So, what did they want Yui to do?

"Transfer command, therefore, he wants you to fight with an army in his country"

That answer that Eince told you.

Take it. Lute shakes his neck small, left and right.

"... I see. So against the individual."

"A group of sheep led by a single tiger is better than a group of tigers led by a single sheep. Maybe that's true. Most of all, his usual deeds are sheep rather than tigers."

Alex dares to joke and say so, quoting an old story.

In contrast, Lute asked Aynth to go further without keeping up with his condition.

"So, what did he answer?

"If you could have a drink on one condition, the cooperation wouldn't be too rash."

"Conditions?"

Elise opens her eyes slightly and says so.

"Yes, if you could give me a discount on import duties on Demon Stone."

"You can't. No, of course it would be possible if the country were to perish, but it would be difficult for his country, the leader of the Western Conference, to drink that promise."

Having long been involved in the heart of this country, Scrote calmly commends this proposal to that effect.

But Ains never affirmed his view like that.

"And supposedly, right? That's what I thought when I first heard this story. It's just that... it wasn't Clarice and his country that my predecessor suggested, but between the Lemuriak Independence Territory and his country..."

"Hey, what the hell! Aynce, what the hell is this?!?"

Hearing a completely unexpected word, Lute accidentally absurds his voice.

In contrast, Ace himself opened his mouth to various places with an extremely puzzling look on his face.

"No, I don't know what it is either..."

"But you were on it, weren't you?

Relentless pursuit to stop by Elise.

In contrast, Eince confessed one fact that was rhetorical.

"Well... the story was going on while I was so late, or when I got there, the story was almost finished..."

"Hey, you're late, not that idiot?

Lute's tone was completely unforgiving to the Minister of Military Affairs, who was supposed to be the superior officer.

In contrast, Eince rushes to say excuses as she distracts herself.

"Um, well, Dr. Azwell's forcing me to clean up the room..."

"Excellent excuse. What are you gonna do more than that?

In the form of blocking Eince's words, the intermittent lute performs the questioning.

"Well, independence is very unacceptable if it's normal. But..."

"There's no way Yui doesn't understand such a natural thing. In short, is that where you're caught up?

Exactly in a way that puts out a help boat, Alex dares to speak of that content that Aynth has spoken of.

"Yes, you're right. If that lazy senior-in-law tries to do something wrong, there's got to be a good reason."

"Most of the time to avoid trouble later."

Lute, whose numerous bitter memories have resurrected, tells that in a slightly thorny tone.

Meanwhile, Aynce, who had experienced such a similar struggle with him, continued his words in a bitter mix of laughter.

"Well, that's... but whatever you think of this case, it's only a hassle to take it to a senior. So I don't really have a pin there."

"At least Carlin tangled...... right"

"I was wondering for sure about that. But I can't see why independence is a choice at all."

Even as he nods at Elise's remarks, Eince speaks of his biggest doubts.

In contrast, a red-haired man with his hand on his chin squealed one suspicion bossy.

"Are you sure tariffs are the purpose?

"Alex?"

Lute, sitting in the seat in front of him, reacts unexpectedly to the words of the red-haired man.

With that in mind, and now with a voice to such an extent that it was passed on to everyone, Alex put his own doubts to its mouth.

"No, I was wondering what that land would mean in the West of the Continent if it were to become independent."

"Meaning in the West of the Continent…? So you're saying that tariff reductions are a cover-up to hide his true purpose?

"I don't know. I don't know anything about it except who I am. It just doesn't seem like him, at least, just a reduction in tariffs."

That was never some well-founded statement.

However, because of Alex's persuasion of that word, Lute shuts his mouth without spinning any more words.

That's how the place quieted down, and Elise came to one conclusion.

"Either way, I can only hear it directly from Yui."

"... so Eince. Who's Yui?

"Seniors are at the... grave"

In response to Lute's inquiry, Aynce speaks of the actions of a brunette who walked away with only her destination without any explanation.

In response, Elise asked Aynth again with a puzzled look on her face.

"Graveside?"

"Yes. I will be headed to the village where I once lived with your parents..."

Rural located just a little further north than Ertbourg.

The man was visiting again to a lonely cemetery outside the village.

"Last time it was the first time in four years...... and again this time it was the first time in four years. Sorry, Mother."

When the brunette tells him that, he closes his eyes.

Then he turned to the person on the back of his eyelid, and he opened his mouth again.

"I met them again. You would laugh with your nose if you didn't do anything wild to foe. Me too... No, I meant to too."

When he only speaks of it, he exhales a small sigh.

"Their will to maintain this world is understandable, even if they do not agree with the philosophy, because this precarious system put together by Vandal is the foundation. But still, it seems I have to confront them again."

Yui just mouthed that far, turning to the headstone and joining hands, slowly turning back his heel.

And shaking himself into the northerly wind he had been blowing, he turned to the void and groaned.

"In the end, I set foot in the mud again. If so, it is better to have fewer victims at all. For that matter… in any case, it's all up to them…"

The words he spits out are misty in the air as they are without entering anyone's ears.

Then he made his way to the king's capital again and walked out of this desolate village.

Where he disappears, the northerly wind becomes stronger, and the old wooden plaque that was erected at the entrance to the village falls to the ground, stirred by the wind without force.

That placard, which was to kiss the ground, would not tell anyone the name of the village that was inscribed there anymore.

Yes, the name of this village, written "Istarz Village".