episode_0111

Editorial: A minor question

What will be the future of the Aeorid Empire?

Perhaps the answer lies in the hands of Her Majesty the Crown Princess.

Is it really so?

The Orc-Goblin Dual Dominion, a vassal state of the Empire.

An editorial with a dull and featureless title was published in a medium-sized weekly magazine there –

This opened the door to a great controversy that would sweep through imperial politics in the first half of 189.

What kind of empire is ours, so that those who openly advocate for the replacement of the Crown Princess walk around without any sanctions, or rather, being praised?

Don’t fool yourself! We all know their names!

The real names of major nobles are mentioned without fear.

Up to this point, the press under the direct control of the empire would have been at risk of extinction, but the newspaper boldly took a step forward.

It’s not the end! They are plotting to oust Her Majesty the Crown Princess.

Mysterious funds are being circulated in the Macariel Company, and the person behind it is none other than former Intelligence Director Hermann Jorowitz!

Immediately after pointing out the director of the Intelligence Bureau as the mastermind behind the scenes, he lists the director’s past evil deeds and proudly declares that he has grounds for colluding with the Macariel Company.

The editorial, which makes a few fuss about the country’s ruin, ends by urging His Majesty the Emperor to make a decision.

your majesty. Didn’t your decision to take Her Highness the Crown Princess as your adopted daughter mean that you would treat her like your own daughter?

Please send down the altar and solidify the great precepts of this country!

The place where the editorial was published was a weekly magazine with less than a hundred subscribers, but with the support of the leader of Uruk added to the straightforward speaking style, within a week there was no one in the imperial social circle who was unaware of the ‘trivial question’.

In this period of great upheaval, the open clash between the maintenance faction and the replacement faction –

The scent of rice cake soup made by Gyohwayoung was wafting through the student council room.

“One more bowl.”

“Me too.”

“Me too.”

At Gygax and Angela’s request, Kyo Hwa-yeong blows his nose and puts rice cake soup into a bowl.

“If there is a garnish you don’t want to eat, tell me.”

“It can’t be. Since the food was prepared for you, you cannot be a picky eater.”

“That’s right. Do we look like people who complain about food?”

Kyo Hwa-young almost answered, “Colman said so,” but closed his mouth.

You can’t imitate people who aren’t here.

Come to think of it… Of all the people who ate rice cake soup together last year, I am the only one left at the academy this year.

She looked around the student council room.

A feeling of loneliness that comes upon me without knowing why.

“When will the others return?”

“A. I’ll come back when the time comes.”

Realizing that the atmosphere at the palace was unusual, President Lilac and Vice President Tangaroa decided to spend their vacation in the islands.

Although the Crown Princess may not take active action directly, she needs to maintain the support of her supporters to some extent.

“By the way, why did the head of the Intelligence Bureau spend money like that?

Creating a romantic era gaming center with slush funds?

Do you actually have feelings for us?”

“Well… ”

As the romantic era came to a close, Coleman and Cleo could not sit still.

Both men had to attend several hearings in the system, and Cleo, the daughter of Macariel Company and an executive at Funforge, was questioned particularly intensively.

“How do you think it will end?”

“Ha. Difficult to predict.”

Upon receiving Hwayoung’s question, Marquis Rong sighed deeply.

“As for the cause itself, of course the maintenance group has the upper hand.

Whatever the circumstances, asking to change the Crown Princess can easily be branded as treason if one is to risk it. The problem is that the picture is strange… ”

The Yuji nobles, led by Duke Karsic, would have wanted to confirm the circumstances under which the Intelligence Director’s slush funds were used for weapons and soldiers.

But there are no such traces. All slush funds were delivered to Macariel Company.

Afterwards, it was distributed to ordinary gamers through various programs of the Chamber of Commerce.

“You are a traitor who wants to oust the Crown Princess.

Because you took bribes from merchants and invested in the princess’s game?

It doesn’t make sense.”

By going after paid gamers like this, the image of Funforge itself is taking a hit.

The only way is to interrogate the Director of Intelligence himself and get an answer as to why he acted like that…

“Herman Jorowitz, that person is still living in seclusion?”

“Yes. Anyway, he is a founding contributor who helped His Majesty ascend to the throne.

It looks like His Majesty has no intention of bringing him out and putting him through a hearing.”

Breaking with previous customs, the emperor opened his mouth.

I have no intention of replacing the Crown Princess, but I must also refrain from slandering others and calling them traitors.

The Director of Intelligence is currently a civilian, so it is not wrong to exchange money, but there are some suspicious circumstances, so he is under house arrest until he explains.

This compromise brought about a lull in the offensive of both sides, but it was not the end of the conflict.

Both sides face each other with sparkling eyes, waiting for each other to make a mistake…

“Phew.”

Kyo Hwa-yeong, who was eating rice cake soup, sighed.

… This time, she was the only one left behind.

When the Crown Princess was kidnapped at a social festival, Coleman, Tangaroa, and Cleo all played their respective roles and contributed to rescuing the Crown Princess.

But he was broadcasting the final while everyone else was gone…

A feeling of depression, as if something keeps being excluded.

When you try to ignore it and swallow the rice cake soup…

“Sister, you were here.”

“Uh, Unguk.”

My younger brother knocked on the door of the student council room.

Angela and Gygax also stood up to greet them.

“Hello.”

“Uh. okay. Gyounguk! I heard a lot about it.”

“Yes. Unguk has the best skills in our grade!”

“I heard you said something to Coleman to cheer him up! You really helped me a lot.”

As expected of an insider, Marquis Rong is able to communicate flexibly through small talk.

And, as expected from an insider, he knows when to indulge and indulges appropriately.

“Angela. Then let’s go. Because it seems like the siblings have something to talk about.”

“Yes. Senior Hwayoung, thank you.”

“Yes. If you want to eat it, tell me again.”

As Hwayoung saw the two off, there was a clicking sound.

Kyowoonguk sits down naturally.

“Why did you come?”

“I heard that my sister bought the ingredients for rice cake soup.”

“You wanted to eat it too?”

“As Lunar New Year approaches, I think of my hometown.”

She nodded and poured rice cake soup into a bowl.

“I’m a bit lonely.”

“Because it’s a foreign country.”

“Yes. Customs are different, common sense is different… ”

“Common sense.”

“I was very surprised at first. I heard that they believe that the absence of God has been proven here.”

Oops. Wasn’t this a story that Unguk would bring up in front of him?

Although he only learned painting magic without any magic, his younger brother is the successor to the family’s roots.

I carefully looked at his face, but my younger brother didn’t seem to be very upset.

“… Well, it doesn’t matter. Because I don’t believe there is a God.”

“That kind of thing is comfortable.”

“It’s not a matter of comfort. There is a God. I’m sure.”

My younger brother’s firm words.

As expected, is the person who inherited Shinki different?

Kyo Hwa-yeong nodded and added the garnish.

As soon as I finished making rice cake soup, a folk song started flowing without me even realizing it.

“Magpie Magpie Lunar New Year was yesterday.

Our New Year’s Day is today.”

“That’s it.”

My younger brother narrows his eyes and flashes a wolf-like look in his eyes.

“Ugh… Huh?”

“That song is proof that there is a God.”

That sounds like complete bullshit.

Did I eat something wrong?

“Don’t you think it’s strange?”

“What… What?”

“Sing another song, another song.”

In response to her younger brother’s interrogation, Hwayoung brought out another folk song she knew.

“Ari… Arirang. Three… With three. To Arari?”

“Still don’t know the difference?

Of all the folk songs we know, that one has a completely different composition!

From the use of musical scales to the flow of the melody!”

that… is it?

After listening to it, I found that the Lunar New Year song was unique and did not fit in with other songs.

That means…

“Well, it must have been introduced from another country.”

“Which country? Is there any neighboring country that sings a song like this?”

Hwayoung scratched her head, but it seemed like she had never heard a melody like this among the songs from Jungwon or Haeoreum Island.

but…

“It’s strange. But why is that proof of the existence of God?”

“Because our God-”

Gyo Woon-guk was about to speak but clicked and closed his teeth.

He slowly stood up with an expression that was half regretful and half regretful for having said too much.

“Where are you going? Don’t you eat rice cake soup?”

“… I lost my thoughts.”

“Unguk. you are strange Where does it hurt?”

“No. just… It’s because I’m nervous.”

“Why?”

My younger brother’s bright eyes became dim again.

Before we knew it, Gyo Woon-guk had returned to his usual narrow-eyed face.

“It’s no big deal. just… The era of romance.”

“Why be nervous about the romantic era?

Is there an important game scheduled?”

It was a question I had roughly asked, but my younger brother just snapped his fingers.

“That’s it. A very important match awaits.

then… I’m waiting until then, sister.”

“… ”

In the end, my younger brother left without even touching the rice cake soup.

Hwayoung was wondering what on earth her sister ate to make such gibberish… I decided to just eat the remaining rice cake soup.