Alchemist outside Wang Du - It was a hassle profession, so I will take it easy to run a store

During the royal sight of the castle.

There, with His Majesty the King on his throne, I was beside the prime minister, treasurer, military secretary, chief and deputy chief of the knighthood, chief and deputy chief of the magician corps, and your father.

My father and I stopped by the house once to get dressed properly. While I'm a kid, I'm not used to dresses. I'm kind of afraid I'm going to step on the hem and fall.

... it's out of place in the first place, isn't it, me alone? I know why I have to stay.

"This crusade for the Warcraft, first of all, was daunting. I did not allow all that warcraft to enter the king's capital without sacrificing it to the general public. I'm proud of this country for the samurai who responded."

"Words without body."

Those in the military will thank you together.

"And by this assault of the Warcraft, some of them have lost their lives. To them, regardless of their status or position, do not spare the honor of the Medal of War and the sight money to the Survivors. Good, treasurer."

And His Majesty looks down upon one treasurer and lays down his life.

"Yes, sir."

The treasurer respectfully salutes you.

"And Daisy von Preslaria"

His Majesty the King calls my name.

"Yes."

I curtsey at the hem of my dress.

"I hear that even though you are still young, from your position as an alchemist, you went to distribute potions free of charge to those who do not care about danger and head to the battlefield. Its lofty aspirations and merciful heart, wonderful. Thank you very much for your contribution."

"Words without body."

I thank you again.

"By the way, Miss Daisy, it's about the mysterious Tsubaki who seized the Warcraft, but is it true that it was involved?

His Majesty the King asks as he looks down at me.

"No, it's like a shard, such as my replacement. I mourned and mourned in my heart on that occasion when I saw large numbers of people hurt by warcraft. That was heard by the Green Spirit King, who helped us. It is, for one thing, the gift of the Spirit King's work."

I answered His Majesty's question with the facts.

"You said 'The Green Spirit King'. What's that got to do with you? Why do you hear me moaning?"

My answer alone does not seem to solve His Majesty's doubts yet, and His Majesty again asked me.

"I will say this because there are only a limited number of people. That's because I'm the" Beloved Son of the Green Spirit King ""

Tell him so, and I'll lay down my face.

It may be easy to hide this. But I don't like lies, and if this is the place to be in the first place, I thought what I dare say would work better.

At that moment, all but me and your father who were there bothered.

"Is that true? I'd like to check with [Appraisal] just to see what's going on, okay?

His Majesty asks. I nodded, just, yes.

Suddenly, Heinrich with [appraisal] is called.

"I asked for you in a hurry and I came."

Heinrich pays tribute to His Majesty and to the heavy ministers under his ministry.

"It seems useless to say anything else to find out on this occasion. Anything that breaks is punished with severe punishment."

Your Majesty will stop you together first. Everyone on the spot nodded silently.

"Heinrich, appraise Daisy von Preslalia and make sure he is' the beloved son of the Green Spirit King '"

After nodding at His Majesty's words, Heinrich stares at me.

And Heinrich knelt down against me, bowing his head.

"Miss Daisy is in The Green Spirit King's Beloved Son."

"Oh my...!

"I had no idea that there would appear in our country those who receive the patronage of the Spirit King..."

Heinrich's answer raises a mixed voice of surprise, joy and fear from around him.

Especially The Green Spirit King.

If that 'beloved son' is in the country and can stay healthy, the country will be rich benefiting from the abundance of greenery. But on the other hand, if we do anything to make 'my beloved son' unhappy, 'my beloved son' will be taken away by the Spirit King to the kingdom of the Spirits and protected, and his kingdom will be abandoned. The abundance could be lost, and the country could be like a desert.

His Majesty the King rises. He then leaves the throne and comes down the stairs dragging him down to the red cape he put on from his shoulder. And he stopped in front of me once, kneeling down, and lowered his temple.

"Sire, please don't do that!

I ask you to stop in a hurry.

"I can't do that."

But His Majesty, shaking his head, then looks up at me with his knees down.

"Now, only on this occasion, for the sake of my country and my subjects, I want you to admit to kneeling down to you. And I want you to hear my wish.... Beloved by The Green Spirit King, please stay in our country and love this country. For that, I swear I will keep your wish, the king of this land."

The strong light of Emerald's will, a young king still in his twenties, stares at me.

"My wish is to one day become independent and have an atelier as one of the country's best alchemists. The atelier is to be held in a civilian area so that visitors, regardless of their status, can visit the store. I may go away from time to time to collect material, but my country of return is this one with parents and siblings. … there is nothing else I would like for you to acknowledge about the Atelier and if you could continue to treat me as an alchemist."

To my words, His Majesty is laughing. "Abnegation," he said.

That's right, come on. I don't feel comfortable being knelt down by your majesty.

"... Your Majesty, please return to the throne now. For me, seven years old, I'm too afraid to stand any longer."

There, your father joins us.

"Yes, Your Majesty, my daughter's knee is trembling beyond the lady's attitude just now."

So the atmosphere of the field crumbles, and the laughter rises from the others who are there.

His Majesty also laughed and returned to the throne as I wished, and you proclaimed.

"Miss Daisy, I heard what you wanted. I promise to watch over Miss Daisy's ideal atelier safely."

And on my way home from the castle, my father told me to cover up my 'beloved son' gift.