Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

"Good day, you're reading again"

"Hi, I wish I was in class there?

From the day after the magic tournament, I could hear this conversation in the big library of the Lucrezia School in the early morning.

The lords of the voice are, of course, Leticiel and Sarazir.

At first, there were many visits sewing off time, but after the tournament it was no longer uncommon for the princess to show her face during the class.

"I have something to learn. I'm attending class."

"So you're not interested in the classes that are taking place at this hour?

"Right."

Without raising her face particularly from the book she is reading, Leticiel plays word catchball with Surrazir while hammering.

I may be disrespectful to the Imperial Empress against him, but Sarazir himself doesn't care, so this kind of interaction between the two of us has turned into something normal.

"Don't you look into the person in the example?

So for the first time, he raised his gaze from the book, and Leticiel asked Sirlazir.

Though she doesn't mind coming to the big library without attending class or talking to herself, Sarazir didn't just come to study in the kingdom.

Someone who lived in a forest on the outskirts of the Empire, presumably an old man because of his voice.

Looking for a mysterious figure who doesn't even know what that looks like or how old he is, Sarazir himself confesses to Leticiel at the recent tournament.

It won't be easy to gather information, but what use would it be to not look into the person and just chat in the big library?

"If you have enough information in the book, I already know most of it"

"Really?"

"Besides, what I really want to know is not like being written in a book"

"That's why I don't think you can tell if you're in a conversation with me."

"Outreach, you care about the details."

Nor did he change his expression to Leticiel's words, and Surrazir looked up at the ceiling of the library room, leaning lightly against the table.

"I'm continuing my investigation. Talking to you is just a hobby, never mind."

"Ha..."

While somehow responding, Leticiel drops his eyes on the book again.

Leticiel knows. If you're leaving information like the one in the book, Sarazir hasn't been following the person for years.

(... surprisingly, books are handy but often useless when they're at stake)

Reflecting on his previous research, Leticiel speaks to himself in his heart.

I've looked after this big library a lot of times, but I haven't found many clues in this room about what I want to look into.

In the end, both Leticiel's research and Surrazir's research are as rare as there are none left in the book.

"By the way, what are you really looking for?

Close the Great Men's Dictionary after reading it, Leticiel asks about the word Surrazir slipped his mouth earlier.

Leticiel was also interested in a few stories of old men using mysterious powers. That's why I'm looking into it for my own interest. No results at all, though.

But the way I put it, it's like what she was talking about the other day at the tournament is a camouflage that hides its original purpose.

"What do you think you are?

"What does it have to do with the old man and his power?"

"That's right."

So Sarazir cut the word once.

I think her vigilance against Leticiel has been somewhat moderate since her recent confession. Maybe it's because I taught you my purpose.

This time again, she seemed to be thinking about whether to say it or not, but she decided it was okay to talk, so she kept talking.

"It's the material he left behind."

"Materials?"

"Yeah, I only went into that guy's house once after he disappeared."

The day he realized the person had disappeared, Surrazir, who visited the house as usual, found the door unlocked, which was usually closed, and stepped into the house with curiosity.

They said there was little stuff in the room, but there was only one locked crate in the deepest room.

It wasn't addressed to someone, but it seemed to make some sense in itself to have left just that, and they decided to end up bringing the box back to the room.

"I broke it because I naturally didn't have the keys, but then a lot of material came out of the box."

"I see..."

I was convinced of the explanation, Leticiel, but I felt a fuzzy contradiction there.

Sarazir said he took the box containing the materials back to his room. That means she's looking for the material she's supposed to have herself.

That shouldn't be necessary......

"But why are you looking for materials? Isn't the material in question already in His Highness's possession?"

……

"Maybe it said something there?

"... I don't know"

But to Leticiel, who asked, it was an unexpected reply that Surrazir had returned.

"Wow, no?

"I can't read it, what does it say"

"... Huh?

If you listen to me in detail, it seems that the material recovered by Surrazir was not written in a normal language.

Paper was a substitute for odd shapes, numbers, and letters that would not make sense unless at least they were read in a special way.

"I'm looking for a way to decipher that sentence. I can't imagine that guy deliberately keeping it in a locked box for nothing."

……

Leticiel, of course, never met or knew the person who left that mysterious sentence behind.

But there was no stray spot, and it didn't even look like Sirlazir was lying to say so with a clear tone and glance.

The person would undoubtedly have had a huge impact on her previous way of life. Otherwise I felt like I would never have had this much trust.

"Hello -"

A cheerful greeting jumped into the library room there.

Looking at the entrance to the room, Edelhardt, waving his flirtatious hand toward us, just walked in.

It may actually be the first time I've encountered him since I exchanged words at a prom a while ago, what a blur Leticiel looks at him approaching.

"Oh, my Lord Edelhardt."

"Oh, Master Drossel, there you are! I was just looking..."

When I found Leticiel I smiled with a full smile, but when I saw Surrazir sitting lightly on the table, I pulled my expression in for a moment and opened my eyes small.

"Is that it? Isn't it Master Surrazir! It's strange to see you here."

"Good day. Right."

There was no way Surrazil was surprised by Edelhardt's reaction, and she answered Edelhardt with a pale expression and voice that was no different than before.

"Wasn't this time in class? Are you okay here?

"Isn't that what Master Adelhardt can't even say about people?

"Right. Absolutely right!

Nothing in particular. Ordinary conversations are exchanged.

As always, Adelhardt is bright and Surrazir doesn't love him, but there's no way he's rejecting Adelhardt more than she is.

(Even the same prince handles this differently)

I remember when I was talking to Lionel, she was totally brewing a more unpleasant feeling, and making it seem like a hassle to deal with.

Likewise, in the position of Prince of the Kingdom of Platinum, there are quite significant differences in character between Lionel and Edelhardt. No wonder the reaction changes.

"I'll be excused here. You're always here, aren't you?

…… I'll be here in the morning, basically. "

"Yes, I do."

I'm not sure what 'good' is, but Leticiel drops off Surrazir as it is.

At Stasta's unparalleled footsteps, Sarazir headed to the exit, opened the door and disappeared into the hallway.

"I was close to Master Sarazir."

"I don't know if we're close, but we talk a lot"

I can no longer see behind it, and since the door closed with a batan, Adelhardt has said that with a little pleasure, as he was impressed.

I may be closer to the feeling that Surrazir likes Leticiel more unilaterally than we are close.

"So, what can I do for you, Your Highness? Looks like he was looking for me."

"Yeah, I was thinking of exchanging information."

Pulling the chair across from where Leticiel was sitting, Edelhardt lowered his back there with a good temper.

He should already know that Leticiel has little memory of being a Drossel right now, but Edelhardt behaves the same way he did before the ball.

"... exchange of information?

"That? Don't you remember? He's the one who promised in the realm."

"... oh, you did"

When I uncovered the evils of the Duke's house in the Territory, Leticiel had some concerns.

The mysterious power that Fried was using, the existence of the Order of Examples, and the legend of "St. Leticiel" passed down to that land.

Adelhardt had promised me that he would look into that information and be sure to tell Leticiel who tried to stay in the territory.

"Did you find anything out?

"Nothing in particular about St. Leticiel. All I know is that it's an ancient saintly faith in that part of the region. It seems to be an oral story, and there weren't many eye-catching materials."

"... Really?"

Everything this saintly legend has been passed around the Duke's territory about a thousand years ago, when this country seems to have been founded, and because of the old times, he says he doesn't know the traditional route very well.

Many saints are believed within the Kingdom of Platinum, but Saint Leticiel seems to be quite minor in it, and even as we get a handful of materials, they are managed by the Church of Saint Leticiel, something that we haven't quite got yet......

"I just found out a few things about that Order"

GUYS Edelhardt comes up this way.

"It was probably about thirteen years ago that the White Order began to appear in the Kingdom."

"Thirteen years? Not eleven years?

"I rewashed the history of the country and the incident that occurred. Then it just didn't come up as a topic, and there were other sightings of groups in white capes."

"... that was thirteen years ago?

"Yes, yes."

If you ask me in detail, I hear there was a massive explosion in a summer shelter in the south of the kingdom thirteen years ago now.

The cause of the explosion has not yet been elucidated, but the explosion caused a large number of humans who were in the city at the time to become abnormal to their bodies and spirits, and the city is no longer a place where people can live, he said.

(... you remind me of Fried)

I don't know to what extent my body or spirit is going crazy, but Fried's appearance of losing his self and rambling like it broke led me first through my brain.

I knew I thought the war with the Lapis country was all the trigger, but that's not what they're saying either.

Moreover, even in the Ealis Empire, where the situation in the country has been volatile in recent years, strange groups have been witnessed, he said.

The group witnessed in the empire is not dressed in white, and there is no information on the constituents, but they use strange powers to go first and foremost, or talk about it.

What a bunch of people preaching and going around a power that doesn't apply to either of them in this age when magic is doomed and only magic exists is about them.

"You've often got information about the Empire."

"Hahaha, I haven't traveled everywhere to Dada either! I know a lot of people in different places."

Sounds like this third prince has a fairly wide network of sociable personalities playing a role.

I feel like I've been distracted by something good, but now I don't even need to ask about connections, so let's go through.

"Then what about the mysterious power of the example?

"Hmmm... I'm looking into it assuming it's the same force witnessed in the Lapis War eleven years ago..."

Adelhardt said so. I guess I haven't found any eye-catching clues that he's going to show this kind of reaction.

"Don't be so discouraged! I'll find out more about it, and I'll let you know as soon as I know what it is."

"Okay, thank you"

"You can say it."

That's what I say and laugh at. Watching Adelhardt makes me feel kind of complicated. 'Drossel' is childhood friendly to him, but he's someone else to himself.

The reaction of Edelhardt is generally unchanged from before. I wonder what he thinks in his mind, even though he teaches that he has no memory, that is how he talks to Leticiel.

"Well, I'll be excused around here. See you next time!"

Standing up from his chair and stretching his back wide, Edelhardt gently waves Hilarious and turns his back on this one.

I had something to think of as I dropped off Edelhardt walking out. Leticiel was calling him off reflexively.

"... Speaking of which, Your Highness"

"Hmm? What?

"Are any of His Highness's acquaintances familiar with decryption?

How unexpected Leticiel's question was, Adelhardt, looking back, was pointing his eyes.

I remembered the conversation I had with Sirlazir earlier and I asked, was it just too abrupt?

"Cryptography... Could it be"

…… How could you do that?

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrogate you, but I missed the time to go in..."

I mean, he seemed to be listening outside the door, without trying, to Leticiel and Surrazir talking about the ciphertext here.

"Decryption or... I know... I'll just talk to you. Wait a minute, please."

"Thank you"

Adelhardt left the big library as it was.

Leticiel, who was left behind, once again dropped his eyes on the book, organizing in his brain the information he had now been taught.