Yotogi no Kuni no Gekkouhime

Dodging her daughters like bullfighters, Milan succeeded in surviving the dinner party. After noon the day after that, Milan was taking a bear bee and exchanging greetings with a man. This man, who seems nervous about losing weight, seems to be the prime minister of this country.

"Did you enjoy last night's dinner party? We have the best hospitality in our country."

"Thank you for your concern. Chancellor's Palace"

It was fun, I didn't answer, but the Chancellor smiled happily. I've done these social dictionaries many times already, but Milan still can't get used to the feeling of lying to herself.

"That is above all. Regarding, I would like to offer you something."

Milan didn't show it to his face, even though he thought "again" on the inside. This was because it was some expected flow. While touring the country, Milan has been gently turning down his daughters, but there is one more thing we have to deal with. That is these "offerings". The colour trick is the first blade, and as the second blade, the lavish gift is given to the first prince of the Helifarte kingdom in an attempt to sell the festivities.

This was, in a way, more troublesome than my daughters. If you say no poorly, you will crush the other person's face, and at worst, you will create a commitment between nations. If you're a father with real power, say, "I don't want it! It may be possible to stick," but Milan, still a prince, had to accept almost everything so as not to make a wave.

However, the quantity of small carriages was limited, and whenever the carriages were filled with treasure, they eventually returned to their home countries. Because of this, the journey progressed significantly slower than planned, and as for Milan, it was a headache issue.

"Arquila is located in a small country, but it has a lush land. The horses grown on this land are truly outstanding both as farmed horses and as military horses. Or made of the finest deer fur..."

Milan, fed up with the prolonged appeal of his own country, blocks the conversation on the way, even though he thinks it is disrespectful.

"I appreciate the gift, but I definitely have a place to look. You mind if I show you around?

"Of course it is. If the prince wants, he'll be ready to arrange any tourist destination."

"Then let's try to make a quick move. Bears, make a statement."

"As you wish."

The place Milan thus told the Chancellor was a place that went clearly and made no sense. Because it was a sweeping warehouse in the corner of the royal palace. While I doubt it, the Chancellor has to guide me.

"Oh, you know, Prince Milan. This is just a warehouse, though?

"Just a warehouse, huh? Hey, don't you think you're holding a tremendous treasure?

The moment I said that, Milan did not miss the fact that the Chancellor's cheek moved tingly.

"No, as you can see, it's in a dirty place where you throw in things you don't want. In places like Prince Milan where you step in…………"

"Didn't I say anywhere is fine? Or is that in a lie?

"No, no! To the prince opponent of the Helifarte kingdom under heaven, spitting lies and so much more!

"Then there's no problem. I need you to open the door quickly."

Driven by the young lion and the young bear, the Chancellor ordered the gardener to open the entrance door, seemingly without choice. It must be dim inside, with a stifling, stinking space, and Milan and Bear Bees frown uncomfortably. Keep going up the stairs upstairs and guess the room from where we searched last night.

"(Yahari...)"

When Milan nods, the bear bee also nods back in silence. In the back of the warehouse, there were hard-worked iron doors, not worn out wooden doors like other rooms.

"Doesn't it seem like a very sturdy door? In this country, do you hang this much money on crap dumps?"

"Well, this is a little special…………………"

"How is it special? Can you explain one thing to me?"

"I don't have the authority to do that."

"That's not unusual. Why would you leave so much stuff in such a sweep that even the Chancellor can't explain it?

The Chancellor was sweating cold and answering the corrugated attacks of Milan and Bear Bees. A tiger at the front gate, a wolf at the rear gate, would say this is exactly the situation.

"Mind if I take a look inside?

"What?"

"I'm asking if I can look inside. This is me, the first prince of the Helifarte kingdom, Milan-Helifarte."

Milan answered softly, daring to intimidate. He didn't like to wield his power, but it's not clear how long it's been like this. To the request of the threatened prince, the Chancellor has no choice but to shake his head vertically. So when Milan reached for the door, the chisel, and the blue and white spark splashed to intimidate him, and Milan pulled his hand in.

"Hum, sealed?"

"It's an engraving by magic. From what the awkward have seen, it is at the national treasure level of Archira"

"Yeah, that's in the tattoo seal. As you can see, it is a mechanism that can only be opened by some in the Arquila kingdom. So..."

It won't open, and that's enough, the Chancellor's word was not spun.

"Bear bee."

"Understood."

As Milan briefly urged the bear bee, the bear bee stood in front of the iron door and reached for the machete that was lowering to his waist. It would be rude for a prince to arm himself to walk in another country's garden. Milan was therefore unarmed, but the guard, Bear Beech, was allowed to carry a knife.

"Oh, uh, Lord Bear Beech, what the hell..."

"If you don't want to separate your neck from your body, stay away."

The Chancellor finally understood what would happen, making sure to roll and walk out the door. The bear drops his hips deeply and does not shake the knife that remains in his sheath.

"Kieeeeeeeeeee!!

A shining white blade is unleashed along with the roaring oddities of a strange bird. The momentum of the sword was tremendous, only the wind of the shaken blade and the temper of the bear bee were enough for the Chancellor to wear buttocks.

After the sound of the metal rubbing off, the bears settle down and correct their residence.

"What do you say?

"It's on the seal."

The bear smiled invincibly and delivered his sword to his sheath. Then a tremendous amount of light was emitted from the engraving of the door, as if it had triggered it. Phosphorescence scattered a spark of buckwheat and torment, but gradually the amount of light subsided and eventually became completely silent.

"Ki, hung up!? Sealed door!?

"To be precise, I cut a tattoo"

Bear bees even naturally explained to the Chancellor screaming with his butt cake on. As a means of disabling witchcraft, there are engravings, tattoos, magic formations, etc. that are carved. If it collapses even in one place, it will leak magic and become useless from it, like a water bottle with a hole in it.

Reasonably, it's extremely simple, but what you actually do is not half-baked. Materials woven with magic, including their engraving, jump a few steps in strength. Not a piece of paper or a tree, it's an iron door. If you're a normal person, you can't shake the blade down and scratch one. Instead, the blade is missing.

It's a rough business that can be done because it combines an exotic sharp blade, a bear-proud arm rolled out of a privileged body, and, above all, an unpolished move called living together. Even if a regular person is a sturdy object with no teeth, he can cut it easily, as if cutting it with butter.

"Well, it's unlocked, too, and you want me to check inside?"

Milan softly opens the door, ignoring the Chancellor who has left his hips out and turned it into just an iron door no longer. And he sighed at the sight that spread in front of him.

"As expected."

Behind a jail-like place to call a room, a perfectly unlike a pure white girl, rested easily in a crude bed. One breath down, the bear bee and the prime minister also enter the room.

"Now, Prime Minister, what the hell is this all about? Who the hell is this girl?

"Uh, the child is an aristocratic child, but I played a little prank..."

"Even if I played a prank, I think this is a little too tight. Isn't this like a sinner?"

"Yes, it's not just a prank. The child is a little weak, and thus has a healthy life..."

"Are you weak?"

Milan remembered yesterday's chase and was frustrated by the Chancellor's excuse that there were some very healthy sick people.

"Is it a sanatorium in a place like this? It's a very stinky, poorly ventilated hospital room."

I guess the bear thought the same thing, he said so in a sarcastic tone, and sounded the sword's tweezer. Only then did the weak prime minister wolf and talk all the way through the wash. As a prime minister of one country, you may wonder, in addition to the overwhelming force that was shown earlier, it is the request of the prince of a great power. For the Chancellor, they were far more terrifying than furious the queen of his country.

When he had thus heard the birth of Serene and the whole story leading up to the present situation, Milan could not contain the mundane and outpouring of anger.

"Princess Serene, the second princess of the kingdom of Arquila……"

"This girl certainly looks like a snowboy. I also understand that the inner surface has changed slightly. But just playing a heterogeneous object doesn't solve anything"

I guess the bear bee feels the same way as Milan. I tell her to make her face even tougher and throw up. As the doctrine of the Helifarte kingdom, there is the "acceptance of heterogeneous objects as much as possible". Since a major power is a great power, it is not simply a matter of having a large territory or being blessed with force.

In order to move a giant object, a large gear, a small gear, must be meshed together. Milan's father understood that very well. In fact, if we didn't live up to that philosophy, we wouldn't have been able to get ourselves (Milan) an exotic friend named Bear Bee.

"Can't you let this kid go?

"I can't do that!

Surprised by the grumpy Milan, the Chancellor replied so, trembling. Milan didn't particularly expect it either, so I didn't mention it any further. Because I thought it was extremely unlikely that this daughter would be happy, even if I put pressure on the queen to let her go. It is hardly too harsh for the spirit of a fine girl to rely solely on Princess Alye to live in an icy contempt gaze.

Meanwhile, the fine spirit and the serene of the story were completely unaware of them.

Yesterday, my sister didn't eat much because of her feelings, and she was forced to walk in that state, draining her strength. Afterwards, I couldn't forget the soft feeling of Alye, which I hadn't enjoyed for a long time, and I wasn't excited to sleep until dawn. At the end of those streets of events, Serene, who was comfortable, demanded more breakfast and drew it in at once.

To sum up, I couldn't sleep at night without rice or throat yesterday, so I ate a lot of yesterday's minutes today, and I was taking a nap because I was full.

Until Serene rested in a calm sleep, the mouse butler, who was sleeping on his pillow, was also completely exhausted when his role ended, sleeping round in a cloth-cut nest under the bed.

Milan decided from Serene's comatose deep sleep that he was in a state of extreme fatigue. I can't help it, even if I'm trapped in a place like this, a normal girl would have a spirit.

"Pathetic………"

Softly reach out to Serene's cheeks so that Milan handles delicate glass finishing. On the palm of Milan, the child's unique luminous, warm body temperature spreads. The spirit of the moon, which I was unable to touch last night, finally took shape in Milan. At the same time, behind Milan's brain, Serene prays sincerely under the moonlight.

- Didn't this girl ask for help?

In such a harsh environment, there is nothing a girl can do. So didn't you sneak out of the room in the middle of the night and keep praying to God where you can calm down? A sad wish that will not reach anyone. When he found traces of dry tears on Serene's pillow, Milan decided that his thoughts were probably not wrong.

Milan closed his eyelids and for a little while he was hardened to patrol, but accidentally turned back to his prime minister.

"Chancellor, what's in this warehouse was' what you don't want ', right?

"Oh, yes... yes, I do"

"Then, as a gift, I will try to get this child."

"……… What?

The Chancellor didn't know what he was told for a moment, but when the understanding caught up, he gave the look of seeing something incredible.

"'What you don't want' won't sound more like your country's finances, and I want this kid. Don't we have mutual interests? Is there a problem?

The sound of the dark "If you don't listen, you know what will happen" is caged in your voice, and when Milan approaches the Chancellor, he sweats and solidifies like a snake-stricken frog.

This is the kingdom of Arquila, not the kingdom of Helifarte. Tyranny in other countries is not tolerated so much as a prince. But that's a pre-construction story. You can't imagine what sanctions would be imposed if you pissed off the young lions of the great powers.

"I'll take the negotiations directly. First, I'd like to speak directly to Princess Alye. Quickly, but I'd like you to contact the princess. Do you mind? Chancellor's Palace"

".................. no"

In a vanishing voice, the Chancellor answered, leaving Serene's room with his other body.

"For a prince, it's a long and forceful way to go."

"So you're telling me to look over silently, knowing this situation?

"It's in the livestock business. I must not refuse to let my toddler live in a place like this, for no good reason. If that happens in the land of the Awkward, they will kill all the clan members."

I suppose I suppressed the Chancellor while he was here. The bear feels angry and spinning the words.

"Tits......"

Unexpectedly Serene muttered so, they peered into the face of the girl who was still sleeping.

"…… it's a bedtime speech. You'll miss your mother."

"But the mother says she doesn't want this child. If it's true, I guess I should leave it with my mother, but this would also be on the edge of something. It's totally fucked up."

The prince had no place for anger, and looked to the low ceiling as he moaned.

Serene was intoxicated by the feeling of her sister's chest in her dreams, but she couldn't even dream about the fact that a dream reality was looming more than in her dreams.