Fake Cinderella

"Your Highness, on the border with Esarcal, there will be armies in the north, including the Northern Division, in terms of what will consist of the Lord's Army of the North. I don't really think we need to move the central division. Not to mention the need to ask His Highness Alfrate to run..."

If you noticed, the conversation was already going a lot further.

"Duke, this battle is not just about being against Esarcal. You'll be behind it, Istra... probably the empire, the source of this commotion... or the outpost of the battle against the two nations"

There are breathtaking signs here. I suspect everyone isn't, but I can stick to the fact that I was trying not to think about it again.

"His Highness says the Empire and Istra have joined hands?

"Come on... not sure, but you'd feel better thinking that from the start, wouldn't you?

It is Nadir's habit to always assume the worst.

But whether it sucks for this guy or not is another story.

I thought it would be easier to come together and clean it up at once rather than be separated. That's right, for Nadir.

"But don't be invaded by both countries at the same time..."

"In order not to do so, we must solve this Esarcal problem promptly."

"Our country's borders sandwich Esalkal between Istra and Reefid or Lesange with Empire. Direct invasion takes time."

Everyone greets the word.

"Alfrete will be asked to go to Lagash, close to the border between Leafid and Lesange, as an exercise against the Empire"

"... Aren't you familiar with exercises at this time of year?

tickled, and Xion Xiao laughed. An incompatible grin on the spot. Calm...... with Nadir...... and a grin of the same kind as Her Highness the Queen.

Nadir and Theon are very similar. Indeed, Princess Arienol, who married Count Diha, is also of this lineage.

Delicate face and glamour...... Never thought Nadir was beautiful, but I think Princess Zion and Arienol look beautiful. I'm not very familiar with you two, so I can't remember my face clearly without seeing it.

Only His Royal Highness Alfrate is slightly different and possesses a strength and bonelessness very similar to His Majesty the Predecessor. He looks like a samurai.

"It's okay to look at it. I just need to have a reason for the army to move. You know what this one's up to and what it's for."

"... is that what this is all about?

"That's what it is."

Nod as usual.

"So if you want to stay, if you don't..."

Nadir said with a grin.

"... you can beat it up"

For a moment, my spine creaked into a chilling voice.

A grin that makes you feel awesome somewhere...... it also resembles some kind of grin that makes you feel His Majesty's madness.

At times like this, I always feel like me and Nadir have come a long way.

To tell you the truth, I don't want this guy to laugh like this. I also hate that saintly prince smile, but I don't really like this look either.

"That's right."

Softened gently and laughed under Zion.... Really, this guy looks a lot like Nadir.

"I don't like to fight. Everyone will too. … but if the enemy wants a battle, he won't hesitate to cross his sword"

Nadir said clearly, then looked around at us.

"If it's going to be a war, there's no other way.... you just have to beat them thoroughly so they never wake up like that again"

"... to Esarcal, you're going to be pathetic"

"I don't have a choice. You should call it a reward for having a foolish king brother."

Cold side. We know very well that this guy is not just a kind person.

And also that it's what you wear acquired.

But sometimes I feel so familiar with Nadir now that I almost forget it.

"I'm glad our country doesn't. My goal is to cow the diocese, and Al doesn't have the temper to take the throne from his brother, the brains like that, besides being as popular as his brother..."

"Scion......"

His Highness Al sighs.

This does not mean that nothing is popular with His Highness Al, it is just that Nadir is believed and special as if he were part of God's zealous belief.

Think normally, His Royal Highness Al or under Zion, then the already married Princess Arienol is above average score as a royalty.

Unfortunately, the twins' highnesses downstairs are not sure. A lot of rumors I hear from time to time are that sort of thing.

"I don't mind having a coup per se. But if you fail, you have to do it from the beginning. The surroundings are annoying. … this foolish matter involving the country will be expensive for Esarcal"

"No one's going to coup you up with the intention of failing, brother"

".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Nadir snapped so small.

I don't know what you did and said, but I mean Nadir, who was close to the King's family in Esarcal, so maybe he knew something.

Cut off the bitter look and look around.

"There's no need to worry about replenishment. Temporarily, it is authorized to open the Disaster Reserve. In addition, we have already turned our hands to each merchant and union."

Conveniently, since three months ago in our country, we began to control the supply in order to stabilize the price of wheat and salt, and since we had just raised tariffs on the main crops and salt, necessities such as wheat and salt are widely distributed.

This time, it has somewhat decreased circulation since this noise, and the treasury has bestowed it on me for that matter, so it's just fine. Maybe that was even in Nadir's calculations.

"Everyone wins the battle..."

Phew, Nadir cut the words as if he remembered something there, and he quietly reworded it.

"... do not fight to win the battle. Keep in mind that we fight to protect what's important to us."

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang..."

Count Diha looked out for him.

"This is a battle to protect, Count.

What protects the country, the territory, or the family name or family… would be different for each of them. But there is no substitute for what can never be lost.

With me, that feeling is no different from everyone else's. I want you to keep that in mind and go to battle. "

"Your Royal Highness is here, too?

"Yes."

I guess tranquility like water means this. In an instant, the indoors froze.

"… such as asking His Royal Highness Alfrate to run, and even His Royal Highness Prince Wang to run…"

The Duke of Leideld shows difficulty with a slightly trembling voice.

That too, well, of course.

Previously, Nadir, number one in inheritance rights, and His Highness Al, number two, have both never been on the battlefield at the same time.

From the age of twelve, when he was raised, Nadir continued to stand on the battlefield all the time until His Royal Highness had grown up and become the division leader of the Central Division, but after that, there was nothing left to do on the battlefield at all.

"That's what we need, Duke."

Nadir said quietly.

And I smile.

A strong grin that appeases everyone...... If Nadir is going to laugh like this, it's a grin that makes everyone believe that.

(cunning...)

When you can turn your grin on me like this, it makes it harder for me to say any more objections.

But I don't mind actually being relieved. Because Nadir is not a very clear person.

(… Already calculated…)

Dardinia has once lost the right to inherit the throne to continue standing. The memory is not yet fully healed.

But, aware of the danger, Nadir decided it was necessary.

It doesn't matter if everything goes according to Nadir's calculations, but in some cases, there are no events that would take this guy's calculations off.

"Strike Thoroughly"

That's what Nadir said.

Considering it's a word because I was going to come forward, the word would be even heavier.

"I'm sorry, but I'll have the Kingsguard on the front line too"

Normally, a Kingsguard is hardly an actual battlefield. This is true in all countries, because the Kingsguard has a strong connotation of being a royal escort.

Therefore, the exit of the Kingsguard will in any case mean the final phase.

"... where I want it. Let him know that we are not just the keepers of the royal palace."

There seemed to be something else I wanted to say, but you didn't think it was meant to be said here, the Duke of Leideld, just forcefully nodded.

"Keeper of the Royal Palace" is a hidden word used by other divisions of humans when guarding Kingsguards.

But the truth is, the Kingsguard Division in Dardinia has quite a lot of experience in action.

Other divisions intervene only in battles in their respective areas, but because Kingsguards were often always on the battlefield according to Nadir.

After being officially raised, Nadir has directed several fights over the past decade, but has never lost a single match, large or small.

This is not a joke or an exaggeration, it is a fact.

Nadir doesn't fight to lose.

Let Nadir say that when he stood on the battlefield, he had already decided to win or lose that battle.

And if he thinks there's a good chance of losing there, Nadir decides that whatever hand he's got wasn't there before the tantrum was cut.

In a way, it's like a scam, but once he applied to an enemy commander for a ride to destroy this, took the commander hostage and left the army, now once he has peace negotiations in his own country, and let him pull up his expeditionary army before it becomes a battle. Naturally, I turned my hands around a lot to make you feel better in the peace negotiations.

So I've never lost.

Isn't it the Imperial Army that knows that best?

The prince of the Empire, who was defeated by Nadir, said the call of the next Crown Prince was also high, but that his defeat and taking hostage deprived him of his right to inherit the throne.

Furthermore, he fought twice or so in major meetings, all of which have been badly defeated. Especially at the time of the Leafid invasion seven years ago, he's been in considerable pain. There must be a lot of soldiers with that memory.

(for 50,000 to 18,000......)

In the bard's song, the Imperial Army is assumed to be 100,000 and the opposing Leafid Dardinian coalition is only 10,000, but in fact, there was no difference that far.

I also hear that the Imperial Army 50,000 was defeated before the Leafid Army 8,000 and the Rescue Army 10,000 led by Nadir, at which time the Prince, who served as Commander-in-Chief of the Empire, was executed after his homeland return, taking responsibility for the failure.

That country has a large number of princes, but hostility to Nadir should be reducing the number by five or six.

Nadir gives instructions one after the other, and one by one everyone leaves.

Soon all that remained was me and my brothers, the Duke and Nadir.

"Your Highness, are you really going to leave..."

Apparently, the Duke wanted to ask you that, and he stayed.

"My run is just a pose, Duke. You're not supposed to be on the actual battlefield."

Nadir tells with a very serious look. From this mouthfeel, is it really half the time?

"It would be good if they retreated with the fact that I ran, and even if it were to extend to a single battle, our army would not lose"

"Of course it is."

The Duke of Leydeld snorts forcefully. The dukes of the late thirties will be the oldest because all the faces that were here until just now are young. She is royal herself, and the Duke's wife is Princess Raydia, who is a cousin to the Nadirs.

"... I still disagree with your brother's run. If my brother were to run, the Kingsguard would move.... the royal palace will be empty"

His Highness opens his mouth with hesitation.

"I'll leave half the Kingsguard behind. No way, we can't empty the royal palace."

"… If the Duke, the division leader, is to serve according to his brother, then it can be assumed that the function is discounted to less than half. For the most part, your father's lucky to be out of the palace, so there's just not a lot of people. If anything happens in that state..."

His Highness Al likes to make people.

Everyone here understands that fact. But I also wonder if it is the goodness and sweetness of His Highness Al who puts it in his mouth even if he knows it.

"Al, my brother knows a hundred things about that. Still, it was decided that it was best for my brother to move..."

"Theon, even you..."

"While your brother is away, I will return to the royal palace. So, are you convinced?"

………………

Nadir's enlistment is a certainty.

And it's natural for Kingsguard to follow Nadir… Already, this battle is not just about versus Esarcal. It is Nadir's reading that it is believed to be an outpost with Istra that would be behind it, and... that the Empire will also make some movement.

"... if it's a battle against the Empire, there's no way I'm not answering"

The Empire is just called the Empire.

It is one of the five great nations of the continent that is said to have 'empires where there is war'.

"They probably won't give up any more than they are naming the descendants of the former unified empire and aiming to reunite the continent. But it's a long span of ten years and twenty years, and I can't let you give up the invasion... but you can't forget the memory of defeat anytime soon because your head changes."

"... neither the issue of the Empire nor the issue of Esarcal will have anything to do with the princess, brother"

An uncontrollable bitter emotion pervades the language.

Really, His Highness Al has a good personality.

"... we can't miss this opportunity just for her sake"

said Nadir, who smiled bitterly.

That unbraced judgment is Nadir.

"But!

"That kid knows a lot more than we think, and he tolerates it.... smart."

Everyone there lost their words to the slightest grin that leaked.

What a grin that would have been.

Even I may have never seen it before.

... a happy grin.

Yes. What was there was a sense of well-being.

The door is knocked small with the cone.

I exhaled without relieving anyone.

"... oh, you don't mind coming in, Lilia"

In the words under Zion, the door opens.

As usual, I am astonished by its divine acumen when under Theon perceives Viscount Hartley.

"Excuse me. I heard you were in a meeting, so I was waiting in the hallway"

Pinch the hem of the dress skirt and gently grace.

Since childhood, a royal maid is extremely elegant.

"... I don't mind. What can I do for you, Theon?

"No.... this is from Her Royal Highness Prince Wang."

The giggling lady laughed and offered a vine cage.

The sweet smell drifted indoors fluttering and I felt like the air had changed color. The slaughtered air is repainted with a hint of sweetness.

"It's what His Highness will say, so I thought I'd give it to you directly"

"Thank you for your hard work.... Oh, Lana Hartley, wait"

Nadir receives the cage and calls off the lady who tried to leave.

I see, that's just the official woman. I don't try to stay in these places for long.

"Yes."

But with a grin as if she knew she could be stopped beforehand, she turned.

Nadir gets up, writes something on the square card he always keeps at the writing desk in the corner of the room, seals it and gives it to the lady.

"I received it thanks," he said.

"Yes, sir."

The lady accepts with respect.

"... what are you doing and doing amazing?

I dare not say my name. But it's obvious who it's about.

"Your Royal Highness is here, he seems a little bored in the palace."

"... right"

Hear it with a soft look.

Again, I should have changed my perception.

The Princess of Elzevelt definitely occupies the heart of Nadir.

That, too, is a pretty large specific gravity.

"... and the Count sent me a report. … from Neve."

The look turned into a bitter smile. But it's even somewhere proud.

"After all, did she notice?"

"Yes."

"If possible, I'd like you to talk to me before you leave."

"... unfortunately, I can't take that time"

But Nadir's words were accompanied by the mouth of the Duke of Leideld.

Perhaps more than half of the story didn't look like a duke, though.

"Without saying anything like that, you may take some time before you leave. With all due respect, I've finally figured out what His Highness wants to protect."

……… What are you talking about?

Nadir shakes his neck.

... You can bet, but seriously, I haven't noticed this guy.

I'm so good at guessing, I'm always the kind of person who reads up to a hundred moves of a person, but when it comes to me, I get dull as soon as I can.

"No, no, you don't have to hide it. It's about you and your wife."

The Duke grinned.

It's a Duke's mistake, but there's difficulty and fun in everything that can't be said to be a mistake.

"... and I don't think you'll ever get out of the palace, but be very careful around you"

I guess Nadir hated wasting his time. I turn to the Viscount Lady without further pursuit of a duke who laughs at something meaningfully, giving her some attention.

Nadir is unaware that that enthusiasm is supposed to give the Duke new certainty.

"Yes."

"There are also more escorts than usual.... Oh, speaking of which, you also had Elsevelt's son"

"... are you the half-brother of Her Highness?

"That's right.... I wonder what number it was. If you can trust it, you can use it near the side."

"… Her Royal Highness seems particularly inevitable. He doesn't seem to really feel like he's your brother."

"Naturally."

Hmm, and slightly distorts the mouth.

"Your Highness does not say much, but she also thinks properly of your parents' home. Don't be too shy."

"If Ruthia says anything, let's think about it."

A voice calling for a name brings a slight sweetness.

Its name, which seemed important, was probably the nickname only Nadir would call it, and that was the decisive hit.

(... think)

I breathe deeply and close my eyes.

When I think deeply, it's me and... and Nadir's scum that closes my eyes. I feel it's better to meditate on my eyes and block my senses, somehow a good idea comes to mind.

"Then be sure to give this to Her Highness. … please."

……………

The lady's voice sounds far away, and I ask myself.

I was wondering if that was really okay.

A flash...... rather, it was a thought.

But when I realized it, I couldn't get it out of my head.

I raise my hand for the floor.

"What? Phil-Lynn."

Oh, you're in a good mood.

"... you know, I'm running for the royal decree of Her Highness's palace."

Sion and His Highness Al, then the Duke of Leideld and... Viscount Hartley's sight pierced.

I knew there was no family order at the Crown Princess Palace.

Since the previous decree was fired by Nadir, no succession has been decided.

This was extremely unusual... but it is normal, impossible that there is no one responsible for cutting up the palace... the surroundings were accepted as normal due to the current situation of the Crown Princess.

He is a princess who barely goes out, and because the lady is solid, he has managed to come without her.

But it is unlikely that a house without a family order would be the first.

"There is no family order in Her Royal Highness's palace. Someone should put it on... and we'll need it in the future."

"That's right..."

Nadir puts a fist in his mouth with a cunt when he's turning his mind around.

"Uh, Count Altheidel Exanidium, I'm sure the lack of a clean family order in Her Royal Highness's palace may be a bit of a problem, but I don't think it's your job. Even a consul is a family order..."

First, Theon opened his mouth. Oh, that's just great. I can't believe you can speak my last name without mistake.

"I'm not saying I'll do it all the time. I will not serve this time. So only in the meantime, I want a reason to go in and out of that palace"

The severity of security in that palace is the best in this country.

Most importantly, that's how important the princess is.

But you can't protect her with that alone, which is the biggest problem right now.

So, for example, if I'm going to pay attention to Nadir while he's away, there's nothing I can do if I don't get him in the palace.

"... right"

Nadir nodded, and said.

"Then let's leave it to the family order apprenticeship"

Nadir's decision is quick. And I'm secretly happy that I'm trusted by him.

"Why, apprentice?

Shion asks without thinking about it. I think so, too.

"If you change it soon after you officially appoint her, it could damage her reputation."

"... no way"

I was stared at.

But I think it's too late for the doll princess to be nicknamed.

"… it is up to Her Royal Highness to employ the Earl of Altheidel Exanidium as a family order apprentice"

The Viscount Lady opens her mouth.

"Can't it be Phil-Lynn?

"Her Royal Highness does not say what people like or dislike. However, some people avoid it unconsciously…"

That seems a little different than whether you like it or not, but you choose the words carefully to tell them. That prudence would be her greatest beauty.

Later on, I'm made to think of it more than once.

"I think what Her Royal Highness says is, 'I don't remember enough to say whether I like it or not', so I avoid it unconsciously. I don't know why yet."

"Who?

"Some of the knights of the escort, and then a few who are in His Highness's palace... forgive me for the name. I can't tell you because it seems that Her Highness herself has not been noticed."

"... ok. In the meantime, I'll have him go say hello soon."

"Yes, I did. … Now I beg your pardon"

The Viscount Lady gives a gentle compliment.

I don't know what you thought of my family order apprenticeship, but it was a funny breeze, so I'm sure you'll be fine. I felt a little relieved when I turned the female officer to the enemy because there was nothing loco about it.

"Oh, if you're going to be disappointed when you run out of time, don't say anything to Her Highness."

"Okay."

Once again, I admire the fact that a beautiful woman is different. It's extraordinary to be distracted.

Finally, I thought, maybe, I would never be any match for this woman...

Well, at the point where you're holding Zion down so disappointingly, you can't beat a rough human being.

"Rugfileld-Eridian-yl-Lexelsnowdiluiltietsk-Altheidel Exanidium"

Every time, but you don't bite well.

"Yes."

I nod with a serious face. Well, even I have a decent etiquette.

"I'll leave it to the family order apprenticeship with the Crown Princess of the West Palace."

"Yes."

I bowed my respects.

In this way, I became an apprentice to the royal court.

The letter of appointment, in Ray's handwriting, of course, had my full name on it.

... There was a correction for Nadir in the deficit though.