Unnamed Memory

Elsie looked at the black plate offered in front of her and circled her eyes.

It's just about the size of a pot on it, and it's about the same thickness as a joint in your finger.

The iron plates without any change of philosophy were embedded with two small crystals in the corners, and Elsie, the palace servant, knew this was for manipulating the magic plates.

"Is this the iron magic board..."

"Prototype. I want to make the configuration a little easier. Because if you're not a good person, you can't make it."

Elsie nods and touches one of the crystals. Then, gradually, the plates passed to the ragged hands as they became feverish.

"That's amazing."

"I want to fix thick ones too"

Elsie puffs out at the seemingly disgruntled princess.

It is true that the silver magic plates in circulation now are thinner, and there are also things out there where the temperature can be adjusted, but just because this is made of iron is sufficiently revolutionary. If mass production were possible, civilian life would change and magic technology would be another step forward. Awesome enough.

But I felt Reeschen's character was out there somewhere uncompromising, and I smiled.

Elsie turns off the magic board. Reeschen leaned over to the edge of the table with his magic cooling the board, which still had extra heat.

There are only two of us in the castle talking room right now. Until earlier, there were magicians involved in experimenting with magic boards as well, but Elsie and I left in the wrong place.

When we're alone, they blossom into chatter over tea.

"Elsie, do you know what's going on with Nadras and Anneli?

"That's... I'm sorry, but I don't know much about it. You should ask His Majesty..."

"- You want me to tell you?

The sudden man's voice was more than the entrance to the discourse room.

Elsie is surprised and is about to accidentally take off her cup of tea. But Reeschen just turned that way and didn't move.

In the sight of the two women, the man smiles softly and bitterly. In a foothold familiar with fighting, he approached Rieschen's sight.

The face of this new general won't let the castle woman talk about it. That was where Elsie also admitted, but to too much rhetoric against Reeschen, she stood up teasing her shoulders.

"Rude. Speak to Her Royal Highness... and speak to her."

"Oh, excuse me. I'm not used to it."

Dita took Reeschen's hand when she knelt. The girl's black eyes get round.

"Are you sure about this? Princess."

The man with his mouth on the back of his white hand gave him a pranky grin. To a situation where most women would accidentally blush, but Reeschen just frowned.

"The floor is fine, sit down. If there's anything you know, I want you to tell me."

"Accepted"

Elsie couldn't hide her vigilance from a man who didn't know what the hell she was thinking, but she couldn't help it because Reeschen wants to talk to her.

Dita laughed and pulled her chair and sat next to Rieschen, turning to her.

"First of all Nadras, but Rozsark refused to turn the princess's extradition away. Nadras was also convinced that a first crack was avoided, but his country offered to help Kisk and said he was ready for war. Well, maybe it's because Ross Circle is curbing arms exports."

The two women lose their complexion, as opposed to the gently said general.

In the end, even if Rossack tries to avoid war, there is still a chance that Nadras will want it. I guess the reason the two of us are now shocked by that obvious is because we don't feel empathy for the desire of the two of us to wage war ourselves.

Dita looked around their faces looking funny and slapped the table with her fingers.

"Anneli is seemingly at peace itself. But the uncertainty about the prince and the rumor that the princess actually existed and was taken away by Rossack... well the fact is that it is spreading among peasants. Someone may be spreading it intentionally, but the people are accumulating dissatisfaction."

"Prince!?

"What, you didn't know? Princess, it's your brother."

The red lips of Rieschen are irresistible.

- If you think calmly, there can only be children for a closed princess. There must have been someone to inherit the next generation.

But the story of his own brother being present and alive brought unspeakable enthusiasm to Rieschen.

He said he still had a family.

I wonder how old you are now. It must be a child.

I want to see you, my desire to be safe swells in my chest.

Elsie breathed when she saw expectations floating in both eyes of pitch black, but Dita laughed rather calmly.

"I guess I won't be able to see the princess while she's stuck here. I don't need two hostages for Anneli. His Majesty lay down his brother's presence on the princess, lest the princess should say she wants to see him, etc."

The man's words had a double triple impact on Rieschen. She looks back at Dita as if she chews on words that don't make sense.

"... trapped? Me?"

"What else, my princess? You are captured in this castle by Your Majesty"

"But Oltveen let me out"

"No. We just got a bigger claustrophobia. You are still trapped and never free. If the princess is right and there is kindness here, why couldn't she tell the princess the existence of the prince?

"Shut up! You're going to be disrespectful!

Dita turned her intimidating eyes to Elsie, who just broke in because she thought it was unsavory. To the authority of a man of strong power, she is pushed and stuck in words.

"Keep your mouth shut for a second. If you're really on the princess's side. Or if you have any objections, I'll ask."

"I hope you don't stir up Elsie. She has a position, too."

Now Reeschen broke in. Dita turns to the princess when she shrugs her shoulders.

"Princess, if you mean you're in this castle too, you better be careful. Your magic moves the country. There's gonna be people who want to take advantage of it and neglect it."

"I..."

"That's all I'm talking about. Then you can think for yourself."

Dita reached out and stroked Reeschen's head as she stood up slightly. He turns his heel back and leaves the talking room before Elsie blames him for his disrespect.

Later only indescribable silence was left behind. I can't stop being struck by words.

I don't think everything he says is true. But I guess it's not all a lie.

For the first time here, Reeschen felt that way and was set to face the front about his presence in this castle.

Eileede, who visited the prince's room, was astonished to notice that the boy was wearing a travel dress. Unexpectedly raise your voice out loud and dive in remembrance of being in a castle in another country.

"Your Highness, where the hell are you..."

"I'll go back to Anneli"

"It's dangerous!

Now a voice that I couldn't contain jumped out of her mouth. Eileede opens her hands as she stands in front of a door with only one.

"Anneli has been placed under the control of Ross Circle. They came out of the corner. Now we should look at the opportunity for a relapse in Nadras..."

"I'm Anneli's kid, too. And Anneli is left with the people and the soldiers who followed me. If the future is guaranteed to them without a royal family, I have to show them the end of the country."

"There is a royal family! Your Highness is still here!

Arbel's eyes on his desperate, defensive squire were unfortunate and merciful.

Eileede can't say anything more about that emotion that doesn't suit an 11-year-old boy. That thought arose in my heart that I might be suppressing one boy in the name of the royal family.

"Eileede, the royal family is meant to protect the country and the people. It is not like rebuilding at the expense of a people who are able to live in peace. There is no such thing as a country with no end, even the great Powers prove it. If I were to stand as royalty, it would be when the rights of Anneli's people were no longer respected."

Oltween was, in that respect, undoubtedly the enemy of the Royal Anneli. Because he has rendered the royal family meaningless by treating the people of Annelli without a shortage.

If he had oppressed the people of Annelli as a conqueror, the people would have sworn to unite again and rehabilitate themselves by asking for Arbel.

But it didn't. No matter how loyal the people were to the royal family, the young prince still refused that it was no substitute for their own lives and lives.

And Arbel also thought he had to identify the current state of the country and fulfill his duties as a royal survivor. We must choose between rebirth or the end of the royal family and show the flirting people the end. For that he is about to return to his country again. Take on too heavy a responsibility.

The boy makes me laugh at Eileede for making me look sad.

"I apologize to His Highness Jed, but Nadras has no mercy on what Kisk does anyway. I can't wait to be here and be used as a pretext for a war."

- And I'm worried about my sister, too, Arbel didn't say.

Eileede seemed lost for a while, but eventually shows that he will kneel and obey his life. And they rushed out of the castle, blinding their watchful eyes.

Arbel thinks of her and the two of them as they drive their horses back to Anneli.

His father was never the evil king. But as a father, I was wrong. That would be certain. The closure, which was supposed to last until Reeschen's death, marked its end with the fall of the castle in the seventeenth year. The princess was taken out of prison and found out about the outside world.

Then he had the unlikely idea that the conversion of that day might have been to judge that mistake, when the king feared and sealed his daughter.

The two horsemen just rush through the narrow road where the sun has fallen.

The blue and white moon was illuminating their shadows for a long and long time.

Marquis Berenki, who had been summoned before the king, said that only his attitude could politely speak for his subordinates.

But the smile will look nagging to all who know why he was summoned. Oltween turns a cold eye to the man who asks him white, "What can I do for you?"

"They've been touching the nobles a lot lately."

"Well, what is it? We can talk about it if we have a relationship, but we really don't know which story is the problem."

"As for Anneli's post-war processing. If you're dissatisfied, let's hear it in person."

To the words of the king that cut him off, but Marquis Berenki, who masterfully manipulated the fox, showed his face that he was out of his heart.

"Disgruntled etc. Very very very. I just thought it was a lot more forgiving to the people of the enemy."

"Now I am a people of Rossack. No sardine criticizes forgiveness."

"Not even my soul gave in. Your Majesty, I am worried and overwhelmed by you. The princess who brought her back from Anneli... I hear she's very beautiful, but isn't Her Majesty tolerating Anneli for his sake? If a woman who is too beautiful than she used to be, she should be careful."

"You think I'm lost in women?"

Oltween made himself uncomfortable with a taste he didn't even try to hide. Your gaze at Marquis Belenki increases.

But Marquis bowed his head when he recieved it without difficulty.

"If you're disturbed, I apologize for the disrespect. But it's not about what His Majesty himself thinks, it's about what the surroundings see. I was wondering if Nadolas and I could open the battlefield for a single princess..."

"That's worth using"

Marquis Berenki looks up to her strong words.

At the same time Lima, who had refrained beside the king, also looked at the king in surprise. The magician asks with his gaze what he will say.

But not looking at Lima as he would fasten, Oltween took a sheet of iron out of the side of the throne, and let it go before Marquis Berenki.

"Have you ever seen it? Magic board."

"Is this... is it made of iron!

"That one made it. It's a prototype, but it's nearing completion."

Oltween laughed with his nose at the man who was just stunned.

"There's a lot of use for that. Growing up, he said, would make him a magician comparable to the army. And a configuration that causes iron to heat up… can be applied to weapons etc."

"Sire!"

The harsh voice belongs to Lima. Oltveen looks sideways at the pale magician.

As an iron product that could be exported rather than a weapon, Reeschen began studying magic plates. Lima is well aware of the fact that she has been associated with the experiment.

Lima couldn't understand why I would let Marquis Berenki say things that would trample her thoughts if I were.

The king looks around his subordinate with the light frozen in his blue eyes. I opened my mouth when I returned that gaze to Marquis Berenki.

"If you get it, back off. No need for extra talk about it after that."

"... Your will"

As Marquis Berenki withdrew without shock, Oltween sank his body into a chair blocking Lima from trying to say anything.

- I shouldn't have said. I know that.

But when Reeschen told me about it, I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

I don't love her. Never drowned. I just wanted to show that she belonged to herself and that she was on her side because she was well worth it.

There was an indescribable illness in the mood that made that value about the magic that I was repelling, but that's the most effective way to convince others. Didn't Marquis Berenki now back off with nothing to say?

Oltween was aware of the deception affirming himself, but swallowed it and closed his eyes.

And it did not take him that long to admit his mistakes.