Unmotivated Hero's Tale

The imperial capital rend of the Kelm Empire.

It is the capital of the largest of the western nations of this continent, and its size rises to about three times the size of Ertbourg in Clarice.

If Ertbourg is the capital city with a strong commercial dimension from its vast resources, this trend was the largest city with a high standard of commerce, culture, academia, etc.

Of course, there are no shortcomings in a trend that boasts an overwhelming scale compared to other countries. That does not extend to Ertbourg in commercial terms, to the Republic in cultural terms and to filaments in academic terms, in short in that there is nothing specific about it.

But even the three countries you named earlier, if you look at your own specialty, there is no such thing as something that boasts the same level as a trend. That is why everyone almost admitted that it is the best city in the western part of the continent.

Now, in the very center of the Imperial capital, there is Lend Castle, where the Emperor resides.

Decisions about all the administration of the Empire were constantly made somewhere in a building that was too huge to call this castle, and this time the head of the Empire met together also in a luxurious interior room in the centre of the castle.

"Now, should we say that this far is what we planned?

When Thor, the second prince, speaks so, Selbeck, drawing this time Yui into the empire, affirms his statement with a grin.

"Well, can you say that? Count Lopen of the Kingdom has done a pretty good job"

"So, what are you going to do with the next one? Bring him into this country, yes, and we're not gonna end this?

With Cerbec's satisfied grin in his eyes, he asks that slightly irritating when he hits the sight of the Crown Prince Noyne, which he blames only slightly.

"Ha, that's certainly true. But as far as I'm concerned, I was wondering if I could try swimming him for a while."

"What? What are you going to do, Sir Selbeck?

Paddell, the secretary of military affairs, questions the statement while making that tough face even more rugged.

Then, the questioned Cerbec turned to him with a still grin in his mouth.

"Minimize the intervention from us and set him free. If he does, he will have to move at his own will. If he were to take any action in that situation, his aim, character and temperament would be well judged. For that, of course, it presupposes the imposition of a strict mark on him, but this trend is our land anyway. Watching him won't be so difficult in itself, and I don't know if it hurts or itches where he took some lead."

"Hmm, interesting opinion, Meniguez. What do you think of Sir?

The emperor Rialto, sitting in a lavish chair at the deepest end of the room, asks Secretary of the Interior Meniguez for his opinion on what he has just said when he hung up the right corner of his mouth with interest.

"Well, I suppose Secretary Selbeck has a point, too. How could this dispatch to our empire have been unexpected with him? I wonder if you can see how he will deal with him in the future, depending on what he does here like that. Anyway, we know very little about him, who could be our country's enemy."

"Fulfill it, I guess. Let me tell you something, I think it's a good idea to assassinate one person at a time... somehow, a duck jumped into my mushroom and our garden, and I think it's a perfect opportunity to solve the resentment and troubles of my years."

Words a suggestion that the Crown Prince's noise, while radical, did not speak until then while floating in the back of his brain together. But his brother, Thor, could not hide his disgust in his expression after hearing such radical remarks from him.

"Brother, whatever it takes. It's... if you do that, even if you are alerted by another country, our country will be considered an untrustworthy country that will kill even foreign ambassadors if they have a good chance. Poor behavior could be used as a pretext for surrounding countries to join hands and attack our country"

"But have you forgotten the carelessness of our soldiers?

Noyne, who heads the army, slaps his arm on the desk and scolds Tor.

Everyone on this occasion stiffened their breathtaking bodies to the actions of that noise. But Thor, who is usually submissive to his brother, this time unexpectedly argues against Noyne.

"Didn't your brother, originally blinded by the power of collective magic, decide to invade last year with the intention of seizing Clarice's demonic stone for no particular pretext or reason? How exactly is it to leave it unilaterally attacked and resent its commander if he loses that battle and is repelled?

"What, say it again and look!

Noyne, who can no longer contain his anger at last, stands up, staring at Tor and intimidating him.

As soon as that anger is uttered, the meeting room freezes quietly. But when the voice of the man sitting in the back seat was uttered, the air on the field changed once and for all.

"Relax, it's Noyne. I think you're a soldier. I know how you feel. But I'll admit what Thor said makes sense. You should avoid the foolishness of judging things in short spirits, that's what you figured out in last year's battle."

"Well, that's true... no, you're right"

Noyne, who spoke out his objections, suppresses his anger with a slightly cooler head at the word of the emperor, and he swallows more words.

Besides, this Istarts escort has an example of a man, Paddell.

"Ha. We have received reports that this time the man's escort is accompanied by 'Zhu'"

"Zhu...... are you kidding me about that" Zhu Demon ""

Hearing Paddell speak, remembering past nightmares on the border, Noyne draws a look.

He had carried out front-line inspections as the commander of the army, so he sometimes came across small clashes that had previously taken place frequently near the border.

In small fights near the border, the number of soldiers originally placed on the border with Clarice is high on the imperial side. That's why in repeated battles things always went to imperial superiority.

One of those days, Noyne, who had a satisfactory view of his army's advantage from the high ground for a front-line inspection, would see strange events. That was the sight of the formation of the Imperial Army collapsing locally, even though no massive magic was used on the front line with Clarice.

To that overly distant sight, he made the mistake of initially making a mistake in the chain of command to some units of his own army. In such a short time, the formation of the Imperial Army collapsed locally.

But as the battle progressed, he realized it wasn't. When a red-haired swordsman appears on the front line of Clarice, the place is dyed bright red with the return blood of the Imperial Army as soon as possible, and a blank zone appears.

In the end, we could not take advantage of the numerical advantage, and only when the battle became equilibrium and each other drew soldiers. It was Alex Hughes during the Army Ministry that "The Devil of Zhu" was the one who built the mountain of corpses of the Imperial Soldier, who wavered fiercely in front of Noyne at that time.

"Exactly. I'm not saying that the murder of Yui Istarz is itself impossible if we mobilize even a large number of people. But as long as Alex Zhu is escorting us, it can be difficult to assassinate a small number in confidence… and there's another problem when he fails to kill."

"Does that mean that our country will be forced to import demon stones from that day on, and on top of that we will have to fight the Clarice army led by Istarts himself..."

Tor of the Second Prince makes it sound like he is going to draw on what Padel intends. All the others who understood the meaning of the statement accidentally shut their mouths.

"Well, let's just say it's a swimming policy. There's one thing I need to think about in order to take him in. Well, I hear that even if we leave that aside, this time we have also succeeded in having those who did breathe in our country placed on Istarz's side as deputy ambassadors. Tomorrow, there won't be a big problem monitoring him."

The emperor Rialto opens his mouth and presents the topic himself in order to ease the air on the spot, which has become firm.

"It's about that... Count Lopen, their deputy ambassador, has certainly been cooperative with my country so far. However, if the opponent becomes Istarz, it leaves a small concern."

A skinny, scholarly Reimid, director of intelligence, speaks with horror as he cares about the high-ranking.

"Concerns? Like what?"

Secretary of State Paddell asked his subordinate, Lemid, for a detailed explanation.

"Count Lopen. It's Fernando von Lopen, but it seems that Yui Istarz and I were once shallow friends. Before he adopted into the prestigious Lopen family of the House of Lords in Clarice to inherit the traces… and Yui Istarz, a soldier and commoner, and Count Lopen, a member and researcher of the House of Lords. It's just a matter of who connected these two people to the past."

When Lemid speaks that way with a mouthful that seems hard to say, Paddell asks him without getting his hair in between.

"Who is that person?"

In response to Paddell's remarks, which were even slightly irritating, Lemid slowly mouthed the name of the person in question, though lost.

"Azwell...... Azwell von Senok. He's a wise man in the diaspora."