Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

It wasn't until some time after that that that Reggie and I ended our discussion.

I was able to have dinner in the meantime, so I was glad I got some time too. Thanks to this, I can walk much tighter than when I wake up.

I asked for Isaac's room with Reggie and Alan and Mr. Cain. Ask Jina and Girsch to follow you, both to get a look at it.

When he entered the room, Isaac was lying on his sleeping table.

At that time, it seemed that Isaac could not block all the wounds of Isaac, just because it was after he had used too much magic, and Isaac still remained a bedside dweller.

I guess I still have a fever because of the injury. Your face looks red and pale.

Still relieved to have lived properly.

He said he created a situation where he had to surrender, but he was only trying to harm himself. Because as soon as I could move at all, there was also the possibility of stealing people's eyes and trying.

On Isaac's side was Mikhail with a tired look on his face.

Mikhail, when you looked at my face, laughed bitterly.... Even if you let Isaac survive, Mikhail seems to have been good with that.

That's all we were getting along with. I guess I didn't expect you to die.

But it seemed that Isaac, who was forced to stop, was different.

"You did something extra..."

Stunned with gray eyes. I felt the feeling that it was unpleasant and I almost shrugged myself unexpectedly. But you seem to be pushing down on your injured opponent, so it's hard to make them accept their opinions.

Reggie and the others are watching over me, not saying anything, because they believe I can do it on my own.

To meet that trust, he bit his back teeth once and put a lot of effort into his stomach to look back at Isaac.

"It's nothing extra. I know what Isaac is after. But what if we came up with a way for Falzia to use the idea that Isaac would be better off alive than dead?

I look disgusted by Isaac.

"You mean you came up with a convenience to keep me from dying?

"It's something that Isaac doesn't seem to like properly, so you can rest assured. Others would know that this is part of Salehardo's debt payment."

"What do you mean?"

"Forced labor."

"What?"

Isaac blinks.

"After this, while we attack Kilrea, we reclaim the kings' land north of Patriciere territory. Give me that exposure, please. Because the Falzian army wants to minimise its contention with its own people. It would be easier to fight with Salehardo over there, wouldn't it?

I was surprised. Isaac's expression turns into something of trouble.

"You mean fight and pay back the debt of war?

"I think if you give me some good results, I can lower my compensation."

Reggie answered with a sneer from the side.

"You are invading the Trisfeed, albeit jointly with Luain, and you have killed the Earl's clan. It's a tight spot for just compensation, and I thought your death would be a good hand in convincing the people of Falgia."

More than that, Reggie continued.

"Honestly, where you died with some bearing, it's impossible to present the beautiful Salehardo to the next king, etc. The people of Trisfeed will resent you more than ever, and you won't be able to use Trisfeed as a trade route with Falzia."

Because the people of Trisfeed will thoroughly dislike the merchants of Salehard.

The same can be said of Evrard. Even if Uncle Vain and Alan make rational decisions, interactions with Falzia in a sense will have to go through Tsu's path, both public and private.

... I couldn't think of that much and Reggie taught me that. Don't tell me there. I'm still trying to make a windy face that I understand.

"If the road becomes difficult, it interrupts. Wouldn't it be easier for you to come and go again if you interrupted?

Finally, it will flow to the side of Ruein. Doesn't make any sense that we've fought before, does it? says Reggie. I guess Isaac was also thinking to some extent. He looked like he had crushed a bitter bug.

"To some extent, I anticipate. I've been thinking about countermeasures."

"But I'm also offering you a chance to mitigate your post-war hardship."

Reggie gave me a crisp grin.

"I think Chiara's suggestion makes sense, don't you? The compensation may be cut more than if you were to die. [M] If you can do that, the other generals understand. I guess I can finally sell you a favor and relieve you of future hardships?

Isaac, who was listening, growls small.

"So you don't think Falgia will follow us solemnly either, do you? You're anxious to go back to sleep over there, but you want me to fight for you? So I surrendered, and I considered how to assist Falzia in battle, but I excluded it from my mind."

"I have an idea about that. Right, Master?

I just replied that I had been waiting, shaking to my master.

"Kishishishishishishishishishi"

The master I was bringing in makes a strange laugh.

"I see. You mean use me to frighten the Salehards."

"If you show frightening, you'll convince me, 'Ah, these people are vulnerable to the curse, so I guess they'll obey'. I think the people who tell you that won't turn against you because you're a pathetic bunch of people."

Then Isaac gave me a sloppy look.

"Hey... you've lost too much Salehardo's reputation..."

"So if you're going to be treated as a country that fought together, not an invading country in the end, isn't it better? What you want to protect isn't your honor, is it? Then don't you think I could wear another piece of funny mud?

If we restore AC as soon as possible, Isaac has some ways to live and wear mud. Rather, it would also be possible to use the excuse that a nation whose people were badly affected by the king's failure.

So if you insist hard that it's time to be persuaded, then Kuku and Isaac laugh out.

"You're the one who wants to pull the poor lottery."

"Poor lottery!?

"You mean pretend you're pathetic and buy sympathy, right? In that case, you're the one who gets annoyed."

"Ugh..."

Yes, because this means that the Salehardo army is cursed by the Falgian sorcerer and manipulated like a good...

Me, I should have dodged you, but you didn't make me look like an evil sorcerer?

And then my image also drops.

Noticing again and roaring "no no", Isaac laughed and said "no problem".

"Huh?"

"I'll get on with your suggestion. Hey Mikhail. From now on, me and all of our troops are in a pathetic position cursed by the sorcerer. Be firm with the Falgian people so the soldiers can be frightened."

Isaac ordered you to smile, Mikhail.

"It's an easier job than the end of your life."

"Really?

"It's easier to convince him that he can return the stigma at all than to take the funeral home."

So, Mikhail left the room to get in touch with you quickly.

"We'll pack up more stories later. You need time to recover, too."

That's what Reggie says and tries to leave the room, so I stopped and listened.

"If I heal fast, no?

"You should stop that. The soldiers know you can treat injuries to some extent, and they know you have limits because you fall. But I haven't shown it to you repeatedly, so I just don't think it's a substitute that I can use so often. If you heal well, there will be those who forget that you are imitating something that might cut your life."

To Reggie's mind, Isaac also agreed.

"One of these days, you can do something with witchcraft, so there's going to be a guy out there who's going to sue me directly for help with his people. What happens if I say no because you're at your limit then and you could die? Even if you understand, if you lose your body, you may resent it. So if you can spare a situation, don't."

I was convinced by the person being treated.

People's demands are easy to escalate. I thought it would be a good idea. To give it to you, if one day I might create a factor for getting stabbed with resentment, you should stop it.

At least until we recapture the King's Capital, we shouldn't create a factor that would kill someone.

We all left the room convinced.

After that, I was going to rest because I was sick too, and Jina followed me again.

"Thank you, Chiara."

And they thanked me again, and I laughed and said,

"Now, when the war is over, you can go back to Salehard and see Mr. Elflame, right, Jina?"

"Huh?"

Jina rounds her eyes.

"Because Mr. Elflame hasn't been king for a while yet. If you're not the king's queen, you've lived a noble lady's life for years, so I'm sure you can live with your noble wife's life, right?

Assuming he was the prince's fiancée.

There is no way he could have done anything about his aristocratic life, as he said. If you don't become queen, your psychological burden won't be heavy either.

"Most importantly, because there is a king. I'm sure you'll take the initiative and change your troubles, won't you?

"Chiara..."

"So he said he wished you would try to be happy. What do you say?

It is Mr. Jina who ultimately decides, but in considering marrying Prince Elflame, what will be the biggest wall pushed Isaac.

Even with other walls at last, a good looking after Isaac will take care of it.

I don't think this is going to make me feel better if I don't give up happiness.

Jinnah's eyes moisten softly.

"After Isaac informed me of the plan, Elflame wrote to me once. The truth is, even after Isaac dies with everything, I don't want to leave my claustrophobia. But he gave his life to get rid of Luain's influence, and he said he couldn't just run away. But the queen won't have it..."

Isaac's brother probably wanted to express his feelings for Jina in that way.

But you don't have to do this anymore.

"I'll talk to you again."

I was very relieved that Jina said she wouldn't see me.