Wortenia Senki (WN)

A period of great historical transition.

The beginning of that incident, which will later be deeply engraved in Western continental history, begins with a comma in the morning that never changes.

"It would be your job to do something about it. What do you think I hired you for? I can't do it. Let your men work with you at all costs."

Pireus, capital of the Kingdom of Roselia.

In the centre of the castle of Shiraya, the roar of a tall woman still echoes today.

The two guards, who did not break their upright immobilized posture outside the room, heard the Lord's eclampsia, Kanshiku, heard over the thick oak door, and when the dead lines were gently aligned, they took another deep sigh today.

The two never hate the lord of the room.

For the LORD of the room, young and trusted by the king, knows full well how powdered and worked for the Kingdom of Roselia.

But that's why I naturally wanted to have one of my sighs if I could hear you yelling like every day. Even if it wasn't unleashed on us.

(I'm in a bad mood today...... no, not today......)

Such thoughts floated behind the man's brain and gave him a bitter laugh.

In fact, I can't think of a day or so when the Lord in this room was in a good mood.

I was entrusted with my first big job, and what the hell time it was that she came into this room with a full grin.

In such a room, over the past few months, there has been a recurring sight as every day.

"But Sir Lecter. We were just hanging hands together..."

A skinny, long-sleeved young man, before the wrath of Mertina, hastily began his excuse.

A thin, sweaty forehead of this nervous man.

It is followed by a middle-aged man standing by his side and watching what happens, opening his mouth to follow.

This is a fat man with an impressive belly sticking out like a cloth bag.

Are you overly nervous, or the large grain of sweat was making a big stain on the silk shirt.

"Exactly. To be honest, I was wondering if we had any other hitters right now. Of course, all problems will be solved if His Majesty so decides. But that's unlikely. If you don't rush here, you'll have to take the time to make some chopping allies..."

He gets yelled at headless by Meltina, a woman on top of her young age, and the men start making excuses that they're not bad, even though they have a disgruntled look on their face.

Even if the wind didn't rise, both of them have been involved in various projects as junior bureaucrats for years. Experience and achievements. They combine these two. From their perspective, I fully understood that there was no way in this situation that the results sought by Meltina would be achieved.

(What are you calling great, some de amateur who doesn't even know the first steps of politics! Who the hell do you think you are? in the minutes of His Majesty's Hip Wipes)

How refreshing would it be if I could fully spit out the dark thoughts hidden in my heart in this place right now?

The man was desperate to indulge in the desire to roar Mertina relentlessly.

I'm not arrogant with them, but I have perseverance as a person. Not to mention, if you don't think you have something to do with it.

Still, you can't hit your own anger at Mertina here and now.

It's not for polite reasons, like right or wrong. I'm simply talking about having a negative impact on my future work.

And in fact, they're never bad. We know the underlying cause of Lupis' policy not going as well as it should, and they are proposing measures against it to Martina and her predecessors at an early stage.

The two struck as many hands as they could within the bounds of their duties. Even if that doesn't turn out, that wouldn't be the responsibility of the two of us.

But where I said those truthful arguments, whether or not Mertina shows understanding is a different story.

No, given Mertina's character, I see the conclusion.

You will persevere in your righteousness and thoughts, and you will not have ears to listen to. No, on the contrary, you may hate them for being enemies who deny you your justice.

But to those two attitudes, Meltina lurked a shapely brow. How frustrating. A finger placed on the desk dances a gorgeous tap dance.

(Hang up time? Stupid thing... do you really think you have that kind of time?

The two are officials who have been pulled off since Lupis gained the throne.

These two men were rumored to be particularly brilliant among the young and middle-level officials, but they would not have been here if they had been. At least not until Lupis Roselianus sits on the throne.

It is due, for one thing, to the pulling of Lupis that they are heavily used in the Royal Castle as senior bureaucrats, who were only patriarchally junior nobles.

I have no right to say no to them like that.

However, neither the conclusion nor the reality that this cannot be said to be the case will change.

"Give me some time? Don't be ridiculous. How long the hell are you guys gonna take?"

A considerable amount of time has passed since Lupis became in charge of national politics as queen.

Months have passed since Mertina was promoted as the person in charge.

(So one thing hasn't changed. Still nothing......)

Lupis got the throne. He became ruler of this kingdom of Roselia.

But I can't think of any words to answer if you ask me if that has changed anything. No, I've changed. I'm just saying it's all worse than it was before the crown.

Martina herself fully understands that.

The problem is that it cannot be accepted lightly. How easy it would be if they found it so out of their hands.

"Enough, my chest shit gets worse when I look at your faces. Just go back to your room and do your job. I'm expecting some more decent reports tomorrow."

When he drives the two away with his hands to frustration, Meltina lowers her hips deeply on the couch.

It is a deep sigh and stupidity to come out with the closing sound of the door saying Batan. Looking up at the ceiling, Mertina covers her eyelids with her hands.

The hand was just a little wet.

"Why not. Why doesn't everyone try to cooperate with His Majesty? Why pursue your interests all the time? That no one loves this country?

For Meltina, the Kingdom of Roselia is more important than her mother in everything. She thinks it's a natural duty to cut herself and bleed for that precious thing.

From such a Mertina's point of view, the present state is very intolerable.

Before Lupis sat on the throne, the Duke of Gerhardt bullied him into national politics, and many of his people were frustrated by anxiety and fear for tomorrow. Only the senior aristocrats and the luxury merchants who work as their hands and feet prosper. Meltina wanted to change that reality.

And every effort was made to sit Lupis, an orthodox stream, on the throne of the king.

From the surroundings, it is not a question of whether the effort was appropriate at this time. The only thing that matters is the fact that Mertina herself says she believes she has staked everything she has.

In fact, I do the effort itself, and the people around her see it.

But despite Meltina's efforts, this country remains one thing. Aristocrats who devour only their own prosperity by eroding the country and using privilege as a shield, lavish merchants who use their abundant financial resources and connections with the nobles to heal. And if you don't like to cut yourself off, only dissatisfaction is a vocal people. Everyone criticizes and disparages Lupis.

(this country as it is...... but what the hell am I supposed to do)

Even as Meltina, I fully understand that there is a problem with the current situation. But I don't know what to do about it.

It's like a mountaineer trying to conquer a mountain no one has ever reached. Perhaps you can see the top of the mountain far up, but you don't know the map or the hiking trail to get there.

"Phew, no, no, no. Your Majesty is in a harder position than I am. Unless I give you my full support."

With a small sigh, Mertina wakes up slowly from the couch. And I stood in front of a mirror placed in the corner of the room.

Beautiful, unchanged hair. Biscuit-determined outfit. However, Mertina's face in the mirror was tired and her eyelids slightly swollen.

"Totally cruel" Hido "face... even though I'm about to say it's a meeting..."

Gently stroking her cheek, Meltina opened the makeup box placed on the shelf. Even though I'm not very good at makeup, I can't go to a meeting with such a messed up face.

"So that concludes our agenda for today. Do you have any other additional agenda?

Lupis Roselianus slowly opens his mouth as he looks around at the faces sitting on a round table stained with sunset light and bright red.

Lupis was sincerely fed up with this meeting, which has been held daily since 2 p.m.

In a meeting room that is no different than usual, there will be a discussion that is no different from time to time on an agenda that is no different from time to time. Would it be so empty and a waste of time?

Reality that we are moving forward just a little bit. That's what Lupis can't feel at all.

My duty as a conference facilitator was also just a poor lottery in this situation.

(I just had a meeting today. Nothing is decided and nothing improves. They just curse each other and try to impersonate responsibility...)

All of the people in this room are of Lupis' own choosing.

A human being who does not belong to an aristocracy and who has the capacity to govern his territory without any problems.

Clean and fair country. He was chosen to create the ideal place for Lupis' portrayal.

Lupis desperately pushes away a sigh that is about to fall apart. Even in the present situation, where you are not recognized for your power around you, there is no way you can show attitudes or behaviors that are taken as indifferent to politics.

Lupis was trying to be Lupis and fulfill his responsibilities as king of the Kingdom of Roselia.

(Anybody, anybody got anything? What am I supposed to do with this country?

Lupis looks around with his gaze. Even for her, it's not like she doesn't understand the situation in which this country has now been placed. No, I would say that the desire to solve the problem is stronger and more sincere than anyone else present at this meeting.

But unfortunately, Lupis couldn't come up with a way to fix the problem. All she can do is pray that someone suggests a way to solve the problem.

But everyone turns a blind eye to Lupis' gaze.

It is the same even in the vicinity of Mertina and Mikhail.

"Looks like nothing... then"

That's when Lupis tried to finish the meeting, looking around again with his caged eyes of anticipation and giving up. It happened.

The Earl of Bergston, sitting next to the left of Lupis, raised his hand quietly.

"Your Majesty, may I have a moment?"

The words poured their surrounding gaze on the Count simultaneously.