Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

The day has come to visit the “Imperial Castle”, the deepest part of the Hizan Empire.

"This is Sir Vlad, we are out of time! Please come through!

"Everybody, you look good."

The carriage owned by the old aristocrat Vlad of the Empire passes an examination until he heads to Imperial Castle.

There was no examination in the carriage, and it was a "facial pass”.

"That's a big deal, Vlad"

"I've even waved my sword on the battlefield since I was a kid. It's just the result, Yamato."

"Right."

I, aboard that carriage, am heartily impressed by Vlad, who is at a glance from an imperial soldier.

The old Vlad had already pulled himself away from the Imperial Army's tabular stage.

Nevertheless, he has received a respectful eye from imperial soldiers everywhere, and Vlad's character and previous achievements are felt on his skin.

"Master Yamato is still calm... even with Imperial Castle in front of him..."

Isis, the girl in the carriage as well, opens her mouth with a slightly stiff face.

Betting on the fate of the city of Orn, negotiations with Imperial diplomats await her from now on.

He says he doesn't feel comfortable considering that.

"The opponent is a senior civilian. It is also why the royal family comes out. You don't have to be nervous, Isis."

"I see you have such a positive mindset...... thank you, Master Yamato!

Isis notices something in my words. [M]

Probably got the hang of changing your mind.

She also looks better and smiles like her usual serenity.

"You're the same guy... Yamato is"

"Right. If you have to, please, Lienhardt."

Lenhardt, the Kingsguard, an escort of Isis, had such an exchange of expressions.

But the sword of this man, the knight of arms, can be relied upon.

I make advance steps just in case, but I hope nothing happens in the deepest depths of other countries.

By the way, there are three members today: me, Isis and Leanhardt, who are on their way to Imperial Castle.

Everyone else in the village is in the market of Teito (Bazaar) and has asked for commerce and information gathering.

"With the castle of our empire in front of us, you're as bold as ever. Yamato."

"It's not as big a deal as this"

Vlad watched us interact with admiration.

Since we met two days ago, this old aristocrat has been buying up on me somehow.

How much I would have liked that exchange between the maiden knight (Valkyrie Knight) and me, known as Sildria.

Actually, I think it's overrated.

"But there are troublemakers in the Hizan Empire today... be careful, Isis."

"Yes... Uncle Vlad"

Isis retightens his attention to the words of Vlad, in the old knowledge of his own father.

Within such casual talk, the carriage stops.

(Finally...)

We finally made it to the giant castle of Emperor Castle, our destination.

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The three of us were guided to a pavilion on the corner of Imperial Castle, which boasts a vast estate.

They say this is a dedicated place for important diplomacy with other countries.

The three of us, separated from the old nobleman Vlad, had been sent to a room in the hall to negotiate with the Imperial diplomats.

"I understand what you've been saying, Lord Isis."

"Thank you for understanding"

It was mainly Isis, an Orn Taishou surrogate girl, and a senior civilian man on the Imperial side who was negotiating.

Me and Knight Leenhardt just stand as escorts behind Isis getting to the table.

About ten Imperial soldiers were also attached to the escort on the other side, but their mouths were closed.

Me and Leanhardt's armaments are kept at the entrance to the building, and only one protective knife is allowed on each side.

"I mean... is this a consideration for signing a treaty of friendship, Lord Isis?

"Yes, we wanted to strengthen our friendship with the trade city of Orn and the Hizan Empire."

Until now there has been no particular precedent for diplomatic negotiations because they have been both in remote territories.

But the distance between the Imperial Army, which spreads its prints rapidly, and the urban state of Orn is closing in.

This time Isis came to the Imperial Capital with the aim of strengthening the friendship between the Empire and Orn to strike a military balance.

"I see... I mean, in frank terms, 'I want to borrow the force of our glorious Hizan empire to counter those of the Holy Kingdom of Romanus in the west of the continent'?

"No… I (I) have not said that…"

"Here, that's how we interpreted it."

But the other diplomat was mistaken in some way.

No... 'I'll help you Orn in trouble' with a good understanding... I'll talk to you from above like that.

To that overly hard opponent's attitude, the girl Isis had lost her word.

"Let's do this, Lord Isis. If you can press judgment on this document, our glorious Imperial Army will guarantee peace in the city of Orn!

"Is that a document..."

Imperial diplomats take a single contract out of the bag suddenly and give it to Isis at hand.

I have good eyesight from behind, check all the sentences.

("Military Support Pact" or... That's something we're all ready for...)

The contract was that the Imperial Army would rush to help the city of Orn in the event of an incident.

Perhaps the old aristocrat Vlad informed me of Isis' visit, and it is a document he hastily prepared.

Although unilaterally with imperial subjectivity, it was a well-done contractual condition.

"But...... this is a unilateral contract. Are you going to make Orn your country!?

Eyed through everything in the content, Isis unwittingly speaks out loud.

I have no choice but to increase that emotion.

The paperwork produced by the other diplomat sounded like a "support pact”, but it was actually a one-sided terrible thing.

It was a condition that the Imperial Army could occupy the city of Orn at any time in the name of rescue.

"Ha... what are you talking about, Lord Isis? It doesn't sound like a country."

But the other diplomat does not break his expression and answers Isis.

It's a cunning look that keeps them from showing their emotions and hand tags.

He is a man who is not alarmed as a human being, but he is probably a competent civilian in diplomacy, where the number of manoeuvres (kenbushu) flies.

"Oh no..."

"I won't force you, Lord Isis. Ah... by the way, diplomatic negotiations with Orn have been entrusted to me by His Majesty. In other words, this policy will remain unchanged."

To Isis, the girl who loses her words, the opponent has set up further pursuits.

He said that dedication and backwork at a later date would never change the Empire's policy towards Orn.

(I mean, Orn... will he be a part of the Empire... or will he be attacked and destroyed by the Holy Kingdom of Romanus like this... or by the Empire? You mean you only give them three choices?)

I gather information in my head about the interaction between the two people in front of me.

If we took the time for future diplomacy to become a long-term battle, Orn, who is nothing more than an urban state, was at a disadvantage.

It was on this continent, where the war was still ongoing, and rapid diplomacy depended on the fate of the country.

And Isis, his beloved daughter, came aboard this capital.

The aim is to restrain the Holy Kingdom of Romanus, which pushes from the West, by entering into friendly relations between Orn and the Empire.

If there had been a shadow of a third country behind each other, it would have been a diplomatic strategy that no one, no matter how big, would have been able to prepare.

But the negotiations here were unfavorable.

Isis, the girl who is acting as Taishou, has been educated in brilliance since she was young, a gifted and actionable girl.

He also had the talent to hear citizens, especially when it comes to home affairs, and to spot where the most important forces were put in.

But there is clearly no experience when it comes to diplomacy.

The opponent is a man who climbed through the training grounds of the number of martial arts and even climbed up to a senior Imperial diplomat.

In this case, the opponent was too bad for Isis.

"Well, shall I get back to you sooner, Lord Isis? Messengers from other countries are waiting, and I'm not free."

"Oh, no matter what they say..."

I would have been rushed and my head would have turned white.

Isis has lost his word.

I can't get the words to follow.

Apparently today's negotiations...... the negotiations between the Empire and Orn will be over.

The defeat of the Orn side when it comes to achievements.

Isis, the negotiations are over.

Get to the negotiating table in front of me and put your hand on Isis' shoulder, I declare.

That Isis' role as a messenger is over.

"Until Master Yamato... Oh no..."

"Yamato, you! disrespectful towards Master Isis!

Isis gives me a sad look at the exact words, and Knight Lenhardt hits me with angry emotions.

against the ruthless words against his allies of a man who is supposed to give me a help boat as a "wise man of the north”.

"Oh no... are you one of us? This isn't a good fight because you've made a mistake."

An imperial diplomat with a nasty grin looks at it like that.

For a man who has been made up of two tongues and a rush, the other fellowship may be "the best treat”.

"Don't get me wrong, Isis. He said," There's no point in negotiating these imperial guys. "

"What... Dear Yamato..."

"Yamato... you... the hell..."

I explain.

Without being able to read the great future situation of the continent, he said he doesn't need to ask the Hizan Empire, which can only adopt a strategy of private profit and personal greed, for friendship from here on out.

There may be momentum now. But the future of a country that can't fix "critical weaknesses” needs to be bright.

"Kisama... in the midst of merchant flair... insult our glorious empire..."

Imperial diplomats on the other side of the table were shaking their voices.

The face I had hidden on my poker face until earlier is dyed bright red with anger.

Perhaps this is the nature of this man.

"What's wrong with your complexion?

"Become... Become..."

As someone involved in diplomacy, I have yet to lose my cool at this level of my word.

From what I saw working as a social worker in Japan, it was nothing but immature.

"It's a sin of disrespect... forgiveness... you guys, slash them and throw them away!

To the Imperial Soldier who was keeping him waiting indoors, the man gives the following orders:

The countrymen from Orn broke the negotiations and became half frenzied.

And he was attacked by defenseless imperial diplomats with a protective knife.

He therefore slaughtered all the men of Orn in self-defense.

"Kill him!!

"... Ha!

The Imperial soldiers obey the words of a diplomat who has become semi-frequent.

It is a ruptured (whilst clinging) order, but it never disobeys the orders of a senior civilian, a superior officer.

"This is also an order... don't feel bad..."

More than ten soldiers pull out their long swords one after the other, pointing their sharp sword tips at us.

On the other hand, the only two men with this power are me and Leanhardt, who only have a small knife.

A powerless girl, Isis, cannot be counted as a force of war.

(Imperial soldier... you're pretty well trained...)

The only escape, the entrance and exit, were also closed, and the three of us were completely besieged.