Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

148. Strong-eyed woman

Looking at Etna's face, I remembered when I met her - about six months after I was reigning.

In the palace, between rest.

Coming back from the front, I took off the bulky crown of the costume, handed it to a nearby maid, and sat down on the sofa.

Exhale the air accumulated in your lungs and rub your shoulders.

And ask Don who came in about my back.

What percentage is this?

“I would like to inform you that it is about 30% of the total, and there are just under 700 people left.”

"Hmm, isn't this going to happen today?"

"Why not simplify it now?" His Majesty has been too merciful for each and every one of us. "

I didn't answer with a smile on my face.

After the emperor took the throne, it was customary to distribute various gifts to the underworld (,,).

Cavalier selection also opens up on a larger scale than usual and takes up more space.

The knights elected in the "test of grace" during the reign of the Emperor are considered to be more honorable than the usual knights as symbols.

In other words, the "Reign Anniversary" is handed out over here.

As part of that reign, I collected donations from all over the country.

His Majesty the Emperor during the time of the Prince - No, the system of honorary knights that His Majesty the Emperor created.

It is not unusual to eliminate sin with money, but it should be allowed to buy only honor (,,) with money, so those who make a certain donation can get the honorary knight title directly awarded by the emperor.

We expanded it further, limited it to 1,000 people as a reigning memorial, and donated the top 1,000 people.

Originally, there were many reigning events with strong aspects of honor, and in line with the honorary knight system specializing in honor, we further branded them as "Chijie Banquet", attached foil, and specialized them to honor.

There was a noise in this, but it was forcibly pushed away by the gathering of celebrations.

And now we've finished about 300 awards, and for the time being it's been suspended.

Don is saying, "Too much grace", that is to say, he takes the time to talk to each person and listen.

“Just this once, and this is going to be the foil for the whole system.”

"That's right, but..."

"When I return to my hometown, the people I've spoken to are proud, and the next year will see people who are willing to pay again."

Well then, at the end of the scene--no, nothing.

Don swallowed his words.

I know what you're trying to say, and it was about my body, so I stopped digging into it.

From the side where Don and I were arguing, Zoe came out with a cold drink.

At about the same time, two young maids wiped the sweat off my forehead and neck from left and right.

Zoe and the maids she brought straight from the Mansion when she was reigning were just serving me for many years, and it was really exquisite to add to or subtract from the details of these fatigue.

Thank you very much.

Thank you!

"... okay, I won't stop you anymore"

Hmm?

"I'll stop it somewhat instead. Your Majesty, please continue as you are."

"Do you want to buy a hateful role and leave?"

"His Majesty always does amazing things, but he's too careless to show them." If you think so, it would be a waste not to add any productions. ”

Well, I'll take care of it.

I nodded and rinsed a sip of cold tea.

Don is right to say what he says, so I decided to leave it to him.

I asked the maids to loosen my shoulders while resting a little, and I got up in a place where I was a little tired.

Let's keep going.

Will

Leaving the maids behind, he took Don out of the room.

I headed straight for the temple.

I sat on the throne and nodded to Don.

Don nodded, then shouted the order to resume.

Soon a man came in.

An elderly man wearing an unaccustomed suit.

I knelt down and bowed according to the method I was told in advance, but because I was not used to it, my movements were all giddy.

This is the type that is commonly seen this time.

Although a local celebrity, the glamorous place in the center is nervous without any experience.

I uttered my nagging words and said the same to the chatter.

The man responds nervously and expands the interaction.

Here, Don says, "It's time," and I say, "I'm going to hold my hand and exchange more words or two."

So the man's face became more and more excited.

And when Don's second stop came in, he finished the exchange saying, "Thank you and continue to encourage for the sake of the country."

The junior man blew off the tension when he entered the room, and left the room with a look that looked like he was looking up at God.

I can see the mood in my hand.

For many people, the emperor is like a man in the palace--no, he's like a man in the sky.

The Emperor, who was a man in the sky, put more words to himself by swaying the Minister's restraint.

I can only be impressed with this. It's a memory of a lifetime.

Especially those who are riding the honorary knight system have that kind of mindset.

Like this, I spent time talking to each of them after the break.

Don still felt a little dissatisfied, but even though he occasionally showed up between his brows, he was still playing the bad guy.

Then another man came in.

Young people who are often obese to the rich people of the land, and whether they have become twenty years old or not.

The man stepped forward before me, knelt down in place, and bowed according to his manners.

I was a little impressed.

When it comes to rich obese people, most of them were spoiled and grew up. In fact, there are many people who have been spoiled today, and the minimum practices are poor, or most of them were nervous and could not have a proper conversation.

However, the man in front of me is nervous while the manners are perfect, but his attitude is dignified, and he looks at me without looking away.

The eye had the characteristic eye of someone who was certain of something.

I was interested in men.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Tsuruf Eywarn. It is a great honor to worship the heavenly face."

Tsurufu?

I scared the shit out of you.

Isn't it true that Tsuruf was 46 years old?

I poured water on the donkey next to me.

Don was surprised and puzzled.

"Why are you doing that...?"

"What are you talking about, Sir? I don't care if you gave me the roster."

"No, no. It's not like that... do you remember...?"

Surprised, Don rehearses me with an inquisitive eye.

"Ah. Tuluf Eywahn, forty-six years old. She is a grain merchant and has a wife and a daughter. I'm in charge of most of the family business, but I still represent more than 70 fathers -- isn't that right?"

"Whoa... hey!"

Don gambled for a moment and then greeted the clerk, who was a short distance away in a panic.

The clerk rushed to Don with the paperwork in a panic.

Don receives the documents and looks through them.

After you've read it all, raise your face and answer me.

"Yes, that's right." Remember that? "

"If you look through the eyes, that's enough."

"Wow, that's amazing..."

Don and the clerk roll their tongues together.

Meanwhile, Tsuruf was kneeling down and staring at me with eyes like he was looking at something awkward.

I ignore your eyes and listen.

"As you can tell, Tsuruf is forty-six years old. You don't look like 46 anyway, do you?"

"W-Well, that's..."

The expression of the man who called himself Tsuruf changed and he became clearly upset.

I stared at the man for a while.

"Are you... my daughter?"

Huh?

This "Eh?" belonged to Don.

The person who was told that she could not open her eyes and open her mouth and answer.

I see. I thought it was a star.

"Hey, Your Majesty? Why would you do that?"

"If you know it's someone else and look closely, you can see many contradictions." I'm wearing it well and hiding it, but I can't see the Throat Buddha, can I? "

Huh? ─ ─ Hah!

Happy to hear my point, Don glanced at his self-proclaimed Tsuruf.

The self-proclaimed Tsuruf rushed to hold the throat with both hands and hide it.

Although Don would not have been able to see clearly in terms of speed, the reaction of the person in question was proof of this.

"Somebody! Take this thing!"

Good

I stopped Don.

I mean, my daughter, Etna.

……

"That's it... how did you get your voice under your clothes?" I was crouched down and only the man could hear me? "

"Ahh... ahh..."

Can't you answer His Majesty's question!

Don stopped calling the guards because I stopped him, but he didn't get hungry, so he shouted at the self-proclaimed Tsurufu-Etna.

That's why it was Etna who became more and more sympathetic.

Charcoal?

"--Oh!"

Listen to my point, Etna, who keeps waving her neck over and over and over again.

I see.

Your Majesty, what is charcoal?

"I drank the charcoal crushed. The charcoal flour stuck around my throat, right, my voice rattles for half a day."

“I didn't know there was such a way out. That's right, Your Majesty."

"So, why are you my daughter?" Did something happen to your father? "

"W-Well......"

Hmm?

"For once... I don't want to worship the Heavenly Face with my own eyes." But the honorary knight has to be a man, so my grandfather said to go in disguise. "

Hmm? Don?

"... it's not clearly documented, but perhaps the person in charge of each class did so as a matter of custom."

I see.

I nodded and turned to Etna.

“Thank you for coming. I'll make sure that the honorary knight from next year can be a woman."

Eek!

Etna was amazed and exquisite.

Nearly a decade after that, I met Etna again.

"Do you remember... you gave it to me?"

"I didn't see her face, so I couldn't connect, but I remembered her eyes."

Etna is amazing.

Eyes, is that it?