Chapter 3

The meeting is indeed underway.

When I heard that its a round table meeting, stupid old me immediately thinks of Moms favorite story, about King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. Come to think of it, there was even a guy in my middle school art society named Arthur[1].

Im seated in the middle of a donut-shaped table, surrounded by Mazoku I only said hi to during my coronation. And every time someone is introduced, the table would turn so I faced said person. Although the table is round, it feels more like the Lazy Sues in Chinese restaurants, albeit the part spinning isnt the center but the sides.

If it keeps spinning Im sure Ill get crazy dizzyit feels like Im suddenly the heart of a clock. And Im the only one in the center, everyones gazes piercing me so sharply it really hurts.

I-is this some sort of punishment game?

I clench my fists on my knees. Logically speaking I should be more used to the spinning by now, but my armpits are drenched in a cold sweat. Anissina moves 60 degrees to face me, her slightly elevated sapphire eyes narrowed,

Your Majesty. What happened to your hair?

It was sucked by The Great Demon Odor Remover, Stinky Go Away-kun, and became this SPP corn head. [2]

The woman who bet her entire life on finding the ways to incorporate magic into daily life, the forever experimenting, experimenting, then experimenting again Lady von Karbelnikoff, is also one of Shin Makokus Three Great Majou, and presently she reveals a smile that can rival the Sexy Queen Lady Cheri.

Heavens, Your Majesty personally tested that prototype? Im extremely honored, and would you please fill in the user survey form? Oh, yes, and would you want to try the new and improved Stinky Go Away-kun 16 as well?

I appreciate your good intentions.

Thanks for the free test drive.

According to the previous introductions, the ones around the table are the Ten Noble Families, the representative from ten places, or you could say theyre the representatives chosen in full authority by the people.

The one from the von Voltaire lands in Lord von Voltaire Gwendal, and Lord von Christ Gnter from the von Christ territories is here too. On his left is the passionate young Lord von Wincott, the temporary head of the von Spitzberg clan and representative of the von Bielefeld city Lord von Bielefeld Wolfram, and Anissina with full authority from Lord von Karbelnikoff Densham. Next to her is the soldier from Radford who can barely keep his distance from the table. Lord Rochefort and Lord Gyllenhaal are there too, but I cant remember their names. Its already really impressive that I can remember nine of them at once.

As for the seat supposedly occupied by a member of the von Grantz family, for some reason theres a big bear baby. Did that person say something he shouldnt have?

There are other nobles besides the highest representatives, seated by the wall away from the round table, including some familiar faces. I even see some women amongst them.

Gnter, maintaining a respectful manner, clears his throat and spreads open a light green paper,

Then, Your Majesty, before the meeting begins, allow me to first read the reports from the absentees. UmCongratulations, Your Majesty, on todays meeting, I sincerely wish the 27th Maou-heika, may you be healthy and may all your wishes come true. I cannot attend the glorious event due to circumstances, and offer my deepest apologies. On my inability to beg for forgiveness personally in front of Your Majesty, I am frustrated beyond words. Unfortunately I slipped and fell into my rear on a rainy day in the stables, causing myself to be covered in hay and horse excrement, and even worse, being trampled on by a horse and thus losing consciousness Um, that I will skip the details, and move on the next part. And so I sincerely wish that this imperial meeting will run smoothly, I and the chicken on my knee will be praying that the white team wins.

Anissina gnaws her tongue lightly.

After reading a few more letters, Gnter who I assume is the speaker suddenly announces the beginning of the meeting. As a gong resounds throughout the room, everybody stands in unison. I try hastily to get to my feet too, but before I can I hear an ear-piercing metallic sound, and then my arms and legs are locked onto the chair, just as a powerful spotlight shines onto my head.

Eh? What is this?!

Our deepest apologies, Your Majesty. Due to the former Maous high escape record No, I mean, her tendency to leave the meeting halfway and then proceed to vanish into thin air, from this meeting onwards, we have decided to take such measures. Although it may be slightly uncomfortable, I beg of you, please dont mind it.

How can I not mind?! Anyone would mind!

Under these circumstances, even if a metal pot falls on me from the ceiling I cant avoid it! On that note, Lady Cheri, why cant you hold a meeting properly?!

By the way, this special round table was also designed for the former Maou whose only looks in certain directions. This way, regardless of the beauty or otherwise of the speaker, Your Majesty has to meet their gaze and hear their opinions.

In other words, Lady Cheri only looked at the handsome men

Just what Id expect from the huntress of love, as soon as she locks on to her target, she wont let them escape from her line of sight. But being cuffed to the chair like this, with a bright light shining overhead, it feels less like a high level meeting and more like an interrogation by the cops

Yamada, bring a bowl of pork chop rice! [3]

This time, we are introducing a new method, to allow people from all over the country to participate in the meeting. Please watch, Your Majesty, this is the live communication technique, made possible by gathering all our tribes intelligence and technology. Right, raise the curtain!

Behind the rapidly rising blinds, theres a huge hole in the wall, revealing the clear sky. Countless pigeons are resting on a ledge, and an army of kotsuhizoku are floating in mid-air. The afternoon rays shine through the skeletons, creating a scene that looks like it came straight out of hell.

I thought there was the odor of birds, no wonder

With these imperial carrier pigeons trained by trainers outsourced from companies all over the country, and the kotsuhizokus unique telepathic abilities, we can simultaneously exchange opinions with the other party. In other words, important conference officials who cant make it here due to the short notice, can also listen in on the meeting from their respective locations, and actively offer their own ideas!

VIVA pigeon mail! BRAVO kohi!

Although no one understood the logic behind it, but I heard that the kotsuhizoku has some message-conveying ability. Instead of calling it bone messaging, its better to call it bone signaling, a gift of love from the physicochemical labs.

You could even say that whoever with any opinions need not kept them pent up, you are free to vent and freak out as you please!

Everyone else looks completely unconcerned, ignoring the over-enthusiastic Gnter. Only Lady von Karbelnikoff Anissina mutters to herself, Itd be much easier to just use my devices.

If you want to keep digressing, please bring it to another room, Lord von Christ. We dont have much time to lose.

The pigeons carefully selected from all over the country Ah, whatever Then lets return to the matters of the conference.

Gnter, who had been talking non-stop this entire time, finally sits down, and the conference officially begins.

The first few reports are about agricultural taxes, estimates on our assistance to neighboring countries and etcetera, all matters beyond my knowledge, so my uniform answer for all of them is deal with it appropriately. Its the synonym of full authority and responsibility goes to Lord von Voltaire, and so the older sons frown continues to deepen.

Eventually Gnter rolls up a considerable number of documents, and uses a different tone to announce the next topic.

Then, lets begin discussing the matter of most importance in this meetingShou Shimarons sudden diplomatic activities.

Shou Shimarons diplomatic plans?

Despite all four of my limbs being cuffed to the chair, I immediately feel my body stiffen. So thats it, thats what Gwendal meant by a first-rate emergency.

Dai Shimaron and Shou Shimaron are two nearby countries ruled by a strong military force. In the war between mazokus and humans around 20 years ago, the humans most considerable strength lay within the Shimaron army.

For someone whos still unfamiliar with this worlds geography and history, I know this because Ive personally been there. Not only did I meet with a terrifying disaster in Dai Shimaron, my experience in Shou Shimaron was even worse. It all began with Lady Flynn Gilbert, the iron-masked ruler of Caloria, a territory of Shou Shimaron, and the Wincott poison she retrieved from the basement of her mansion

One thing led to another, and those people even dared to destroy a section of the land on their own accord, all because they used the wrong key to open the most brutal, most evil of final weaponsthe box. Back then we had been swept into that open experiment, and were forced to come face to face with the threat of the box. It just goes to show how lucky I can be to survive that, because that dangerous situation that day was nothing short of a death-defying special event.

Anyway, be it Dai or Shou Shimaron, the world-peace supporter in me doesnt have a good opinion of either of them. When you consider the mazoku who had endured the flames of war to get here, their feelings right now must be a couple times more complicated than mine.

According to our intel department and reliable sources, Shou Shimaron has been making some emergency diplomatic relations recently. From the Shin Makokus position, we must find a way to prevent these plans, and maintain the balance in power between our countries.

Wait a second, why must we interfere with another countrys diplomatic relations? Although just thinking about Shimaron gives me a headache, but doesnt doing this equal to interfering with another countrys inner workings?

If this matter can be resolved without our interference, that would be ideal, because we too would like to avoid any contact with the humans.

Lord von Voltaire puts his elbows on the table, lacing his fingers together before his face.

But the situation now is simply too sudden. If their policy works, they will pose a threat to our country unlike any other. Thats why, even if we have to directly interfere with their politics, we must make sure Shou Shimarons stops this policy.

W-what kind of scary policy is it?

In this high school brain of mine that sucks at world history, there are only two terrifying international powers: Hitler or Hitler or Hitler Okay, its just one. No, its one person that can count as three.

After clearing his throat slightly, Gnter says,

Shou Shimaron seems to be aiming to restore their relations with Seisakoku.

Hah?

They plan on interacting actively with the country that has locked itself away from the world for two thousand years, Seisakoku.

What?

What does that mean? Dont tell me Shou Shimaron wants to form an alliance with Seisakoku?

Unbelievable, these really are troubling times.

My dear ministers, why are you still hesitating? We, the mazoku, must gather all our power right now, and teach them a lesson. We cant let the humans lead us on any longer!

Seisakokus specialty is the rainbow-colored taro, sure hope I can taste it at least once before I die~

The room is filled with cacophony, every other mazoku aside from me unable to hide the swaying of their hearts. On that note, what kind of a place is Seisakoku?

Under the instructions of their trainers, the carrier pigeons rise into the air amidst the noisy flapping of wings; and the kotsuhizoku is one step behind, chasing them in a chorus of bone chattering. Good luck, Kohi.

While sending them encouragement that theyll never hear, I hesitantly interrupt,

Uhm, just asking--

Yes, Your Majesty.

Whats wrong with restoring the relations?

What?! Your Majesty?!

The super bishies expression looks shocked.

Theyre just trying to actively interact with a country they never communicated with, right? In the global point of view, isnt that a really good thing? It will even improve the culture and economy of both sides. If Japan was always in a state of lockdown, I might still be wearing a bun on my head now. [4]

You really are a wimp!

Mmph!

Lord von Bielefelds bishounen voice interrupts the low grade question by the novice who is completely oblivious to diplomatic affairs, and his tone is one of extreme, undisguised surprise.

Using the language from the world you grew up in, you really are, through and through, a wimp KING! [5]

Stop it, Wolf! Stop calling me a wimp in front of all these people, and also, dont just pick up random words of English!

What you said, does it mean even though youre a wimp, at least youre still a king? Or are you calling me the King of wimps? [6]

Do you know what kind of a country Seisakoku is?

Nope. As for things that start with the word Sei (holy), all I can think about is the holy bible every hotel drawer must have. My stuttering must have given me away, because the former princes expression becomes even sterner.

Then Ill use this chance to tell you.

Wolfram points at the spread-out map.

Look closely, this is Shin Makoku, and this continent is Dai and Shou Shimaron, everything within this line

He sighs and continues grudgingly,

is Shimaron territory.

So big?!

I put my hand on the map that looks like a honey cake wrapper. My finger follows the dotted line, touching the islands and continents within the boundary, and the words stating the countries names are sent directly to my brain.

Van dar Via is also Shimaron territory Oh, yeah, Mr. Hyscliffs land is also part of the same continent, but hes working hard to rule it. It really is very big.

And then Seisakoku, is here.

He grabs my right hand and brings it to the bottom of the mapWolfram knows Im not used to reading the words. The diamond-shaped land labeled Seisakoku is, in Earth terms, situated rather to the south, not too far away from the Antartic. Its too big for an island, but small compared to the Shimaron continent. If the area of the Shin Makoku is measured as one unit, then it would be somewhere between two point five to two point eight.

After using my pointer and thumb to trace the shape of the continent, I realize that even though the map did simplify it a bit, the other lands are differentiated with brown or green, only the diamond-shaped land underneath my fingers has nothing but the borders. I cant see the mountains, the plains or rivers, the whole piece is just blank.

Is it because the topography is really flat and smooth

Its because the lay of the land is currently unknown.

As my dedicated tutor, Gnter immediately rejects my guess.

As aforementioned, Seisakoku has practiced a closed-door policy for more than two thousand years. So forget its current state, we have no idea of knowing anything about even its topography or climate. And the few merchants who are allowed to deal with said country can only enter via some pre-determined ports. Word has it that they have a small man-made island, where surveillance and security is so tight you cant even leave without permission.

Just like Dejima in Nagasaki? [7] Or is it like Portugal?

The discussion is becoming more and more like Nagasaki castella [8] I mean, its slowly becoming simple enough for even an average high school student to understand.

And to prevent the leakage of information, maps and books are highly prohibited from leaving the country. There were even people suspected and interrogated.

You mean, the Siebert incident.[9]

Yes, it seems they were scolded very severely.[10]

Why, Yuuri? Do you also start blabbering whenever youre scolded?

Misunderstanding, this is a huge misunderstanding!

Anyway, this is the reason why no one knows Seisakokus actual condition? But being under lockdown for two thousand years is really too impressive. In Earth terms, thats like being sealed away from before even Christianity was founded! Just thinking about it makes me want to faint. And now that tightly sealed door will open for Shou Shimaron! Im not wrong, am I, putting it this way?

Amazing, Your Majesty! Aah, Your Majestys brilliance always awes me to no end!

But

I move my hand away from the map, rubbing my messed-up hair.

Restoring relations, isnt that a good thing?

Your Majesty, about that

Lord von Voltaire, who seems to have been holding it in for a long time, speaks up in an extremely courteous tone. As for everyone else, theyre probably reluctant to interrupt me, seeing as Im king and all.

We, the mazokus, have a very tense relationship with Shimaron, of this Im sure Your Majesty is aware?

That I know Cmon, Gwen, whenever you use such formalities, you make me nervous!

Then do you understand how dangerous it is when countries hostile to Shin Makoku try to strengthen their power? We cannot determine the extent of Seisakokus resources and military force, but considering the vast size of the country, we can probably estimate the reinforcements that will come with the alliance. If Shou Shimaron were to form a pact with that country, and combine their respective armies Although Im also unwilling, but I have to say

The wrinkle between his brows deepening some more, Gwendal crosses his arms in front of his chest.

Our countrys strength alone cannot fight against them.

Theres immediately a small riot in the room, and some people sigh. Others angrily punch the table, while the rest wordlessly stare at the ceiling. Only one person scoffs, laughing.

What evidence do you have when you say that?

I was wondering who could be so calm, turns out its Lady von Karbelnikoff Anissina, who is long used to emergency situations. Compared to an experiment gone wrong, the impact from the confession must not seem like much.

This is from a reliable line of source

What kind of line is that reliable source of yours? An electric line? A landline? Or a tasty line of noodles? Or is it your pride and joy, chosen based on their appearance and muscles, the Heart skips a beat! Women-not-allowed intelligence department members can also leak information team?

Um, our intel department doesnt just depend on their face and muscles, they are all chosen based on the strictest criteria!

Shut your crap! If so, then why are all the agents men with just face and no real power? And the only other members of the team are Kotsuhizokus to send messages!

I see, so it really is like in the movies, the face really is the informants life. This feels like the dolls you put on display during Girls Day.

Anissina kicks aside her chair and stands up, her head tilted skyward and chin slightly raised. Although she looks small, her presence is no weaker than Gwendals.

Then please enlighten me, how do these informants send their reports? He says Shou Shimaron will soon rapidly expand their diplomatic relations, aiming to restore relations with Seisakoku, right? Thats what he said? Tell me, is that what he said?

Her way of talking is so forceful, her attitude unyielding. But because shes full of confidence, its easy for anyone of lesser will to surrender. At this moment I cant help the urge to hug her legs and say, Ooooohh~ Boss, or should I say, Onee-sama[11], Ill follow you everywhere. Shes the type of person who, in an election, will definitely win the middle votes.

Everyone gathered here knows, Seisakokus relations with other countries stopped since two thousand years ago. Back then, Shimaron didnt even exist. In other words, to the former, the latter can be said as a miniscule new power from the outside world, like a scab formed just a few days ago, or a newborn mudskipper or chick. And now they say they want to restore relations, even grammatically its wrong. Do you think that with Shou Shimaron suggesting an alliance under these circumstances, will Seisakoku agree so easily? What do you think, Lord von Voltaire? You who have wasted almost a hundred and thirty years of your life, do you think you would possibly befriend a newborn baby? Would you treat him as an equal, give him a friendly hug and swear to live or die with him? Ah, if its you, you might just do so out of sentiment. But under those circumstances, the only one who would hug him so easily, could only be you who loves helpless little animals so much. Anyone who thinks normally would never sincerely make friends with a baby.

The fingers Gwendal laced on the table twitches a little. I can almost hear him screaming inside: If you know it, then dont take me for an example in the first place!

Anissina puts her hands on her hips, continuing in a tone that allows for no doubt. By now forty percent of the people in the room have been taking hostage by the red devil.

Even if they are willing to make the deal, theres no way they would listen to the humans hopes and lend their military to Shimaron, is there? Listen up, everybody, this is that Seisakoku were talking about, yknow? Do you really think that the country that cant even be bothered to deal with their neighbours would go through all the trouble of sending troops across the sea for a war? According to my judgment, the chances are as slim as strand of hair. And I mean a temple monks hair, that one hair that wasnt shaved off! But all of you are jumping to conclusions based on such a small number, freaking out just because youre scared of being threatened, or going to warhow stupid of you. Really, thats why you men are so useless!

Her last line forces several people to lower their heads and go silent, looks like theyre the useless people she meant.

Lady Anissina r-really is something

As for me, I make the ultimate decreeif you want to live, dont get on her wrong side. Even though she and her high red ponytail dont like anything like the bad guy.

Do we really have to sway over a chance as thin as a hair missed by the razor, holding our heads and screaming that the countrys done for? Instead of everyone moping here and sighing, why dont we first send someone from this table to the actual location and verify the information? On the off chance that Seisakoku actually does build relations with Shou Shimaron, and proceeds to make an unreasonable request with regards to military force, then why dont we just interfere then? Its just a hair-thin chance! All we have to is shave off that last hair, then well be fine!

Please dont mention shaving hair any more

For some reason Gnter starts sobbing, probably because it brought up some bad memories for him.

I see. Lady von Karbelnikoffs words ring true, what about Your Majestys opinion?

It took him a while to stop his finger movements, but Gwen throws the question at me abruptly, causing me to say in a strange voice,

P-please deal with it appropriately.

Very good, how about everyone else?

There arent any objections. Having taken over as speaker, Gwendal trains his seemingly annoyed gaze downwards, but then he immediately returns to his normal form, using that soul-shaking deep voice to announce to everyone present:

The problem now is, who do we send? All of you know how tense the relationship between our country and Shou Shimaron is. Considering the current situation, we must not simply send our troops forth, lest we provoke the other party. Therefore, we can only send the minimum number of guards, so if theres a general suited for defense in the envoy, we can rest much easier. And since this person will go as special ambassador on an official visit, we must also send someone of appropriate status. Otherwise, not only will the other side look down on us, we would practically be creating an opportunity for them to strike where we are weak. Hence, we must make this decision cautiously, and take action cautiously. If anyone wishes to volunteer, please quietly raise your hand, Teacher wont be mad, and close your eyes like this.

Gwendal, you should know who the best choice

Before Gnter even finishes his sentence, everybody present raises their hands. As expected from the crme de la crop of the Shin Makoku. I who also meant to raise my hand, am now left with an extremely painful wrist. I forgot that my hands were cuffed.

So everyone is willing?

Even Lord von Voltaire has his hand raised high, his frown deepening further. After he gazes around at all the attendees, his eyes stop on Lady Anissina.

I hope Lady von Karbelnikoff can step back of her own accord. You will definitely cause damage to Shou Shimaron and bring unnecessary chaos. N-no, what I meant was, dont you still have something important to do, like controlling the quality of the fermenting poisons? And Wolfram, you too.

Why, Brother?! I have the ability to protect my own safety, and Ive even inherited the bloodline of the previous Maou. When it comes to status, shouldnt I be the perfect man for the job? And more than anyone else, I have the spirit and patriotism that make a general. Please allow me

Then should you mess things up, are you mentally prepared to disembowel yourself a punishment?

Wow, just thinking about it makes me pale, eeeekit sounds even more painful than seppuku.

If you obtain everyones approval here and take upon yourself the duty of heading to Shou Shimaron, that is equal to a royal decreein other words, you will be sent there as the representative of the Shin Makoku under His Majesty the Maous name. If for some small reason you fail, the responsibility lies not only on you, but also on the Maou, maybe even the country. Its not something you can shake off by regretting or apologizing, do you have the resolve to take up this responsibility with your life?

Wolfram bites his beautiful lips, but then he immediately clenches his fist. Although he looks like a weak bishounen, he's actually a passionate man. I just discovered that today.

"From the day I swore my oath to the king, I've been prepared mentally for that."

The oldest brother's expression looks even more painful. Unsurprisingly, because there's no way Gwen would send his beloved youngest brother somewhere dangerous. But I was defeated by Lord von Bielefeld's words. The decision this bad-tempered stubborn angel made puts his life on the line, and he even said he's mentally prepared for it.

He said, "From the day I swore my oath to the king."

Which king?

I instinctively swallow. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, which has suddenly gone dry.

It's me!

Wolf is talking about us.

My tongue has gone stiff, but I can't keep quiet just because of that. This is something a king should face. And since I'm the king of Shin Makoku, this is something I must see with my own eyes. As my hand is cuffed to the chair, I yell desperately to get their attention.

"MeMeMeMeMe! I'll go! I'll go I'll go I'll go--!"

Crap, why does my voice suddenly sound as high as a woman's.

Ill go to Shou Shimaron myself

No!

No way!

And Im immediately rejected, with a stereo effect from both sides, no less.

Why not! Isnt this a huge crisis that can impact the countrys survival? If so, theres all the more reason for me to scout out the situation, enemy surveillance is also an important duty, tight?

You barely just escaped from Shou Shimaron with your life! Dont tell me you still dont understand the kind of danger Shimaron poses to us mazokus after going through so much?

Cmon, Wolf, dont make a fuss just because you cant go! Besides, this is representing the country on an official visit, right? Then the other side will definitely treat us carefully as honored guests. Ive seen this type of thing in the news too, I know what kind of treatment an international-level guest gets!

International-level guest? Youre saying those guys in Shou Shimaron will treat us as international-level guests?

The bisohunen purposely raises his pitch, shrugging his shoulders in an American way,

To those people, we are the only country thats ever won them in a war. Thats a fact that wont change even after twenty years, why would they treat the enemy they hate with all their heart as honored guests?

But isnt that the give-and-take way of interacting between adults?

Even if the relationship is bad No, even if we are at war, we must welcome the ambassador with caution and respect. Isnt that what they mean by international unions? Even if my confidence is beginning to sway, I desperately try to convince myself.

Nave. You really are too nave, Yuu

The man in charge of Shin Makokus first ever virtual live broadcast satellite pigeon team, is nervously clearing his throat, interrupting Wolframs words.

Report! We just received the replies from Their Excellencies who could not make it. Now I will read them out for the audience: Eh? What kind of place is Seisakoku? Although compared to pigeons, I prefer chickens~~ This is Lord Densham von Karbelnikoffs reply.

Arent you too slow? And theres no content to speak of.

Next is from the Radford territory What? Catalpa Number 2 was attacked by an eagle dog mid-flight and is currently missing in action?! How can this be Unfortunately, the pigeon has died.

The traumatised pigeon trainer sags his shoulders, as though saying now that the pigeons arent working, what about the Kotsuhizoku?

Speaking of Seisakoku, it reminds me of the vast white lands of the south, apparently its a place filled with power of the gods. Oh, yeah, husband dear, todays dish is ripe eggplant Thats the content we got Eek, ripe eggplant?! They dare to eat such a terrifying thing, whats up with that couple?

Although Im more concerned about the tragedy that might come with using eggplants for a dish, I think its safe to say that this game of telephone has failed. As man in charge, Gwendals hands start fidgeting again. Hes probably getting impatient with the fruitless meeting.

If so, then I

That wont workIf Gwen leaves the capital, wholl be in charge of the financial matters?

He glares at me, hinting thats your job, yknow, but practically speaking, the basic requirement for ruling is to use your talents where they work best. If everything is dumped onto an utterly useless king, then it wont be long before the country is thrown into havoc. Its precisely because his appearance, brains and leg length are all better than me, not to mention his wide expanse of knowledge and experience, that someone as careless as me can rest easy as king. Sorry I made the wrinkle in his brow even deeper, but other than asking him to work a little harder, theres really nothing else to do.

Although now I will occasionally remember, that this way of doing things is basically Gwendals own wish. Logically, on that nostalgic day of my coronation, he probably already knew that he would be running the country. The only thing he miscalculated is, Im not the kind of king that will obediently follow orders.

The competent and therefore overworked oldest brother pushes the hair away from his forehead, saying,

Either way, His Majesty, Lord von Bielefeld and Lady von Karbelnikoff cannot go. If someone can help me deal with the mountain of trivial matters here, I sincerely hope I can go myself. Lord von Wincott is in danger if ever he leaves the land, so I would recommend sending Lord von Rochefort

Ill go.

These words spoken abruptly out of necessity instantly shut everyone else up. After all, hes the one person no one thought about.

If it is possible, I am willing to head to that country under Your Majestys orders.

All eyes turn to him, and Lord von Christ Gnter is looking straight at me.