Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

"That's right, Marx. If you're ten years old ... I'll have you go to the Persis Empire five years later."

I told Marx plainly.

Julia and Marx are stuck in surprise.

"... I don't think it's going to be done to win the war, but there's no other way .... I can't stop tying my way of life."

I bowed to Marx.

Really ... bad parents.

However, there is no other way but we have already decided.

Marx has no choice but to go.

Marx answered in a calm voice.

"Daddy, don't bow down to me. I'm the prince. If it's a father's command, I'm glad to go to the Persian Empire ..."

"wait!!"

Julia interrupted Marx's voice and hugged him.

Julia embraces Marx with tears.

"urea"

"mother……"

"..."

Julia silently embraces Marx.

Close your eyes and grab Marx with both hands.

Marx can't go anywhere ...

"Julia, let go"

"UU……"

Julia moaned slightly and shook her head.

I approach Yulia and touch the hand that is holding Marx tightly.

"Julia, release Marx. Marx is likely to suffer."

In fact, Marx is twisting his body in pain.

Despite being women, five-year-olds will not be able to be tightly bound by adults.

"... Because Marx ..."

"Not right now. Five years from now. As I've talked about, Marx isn't going away soon."

I tear off her hands little by little as she instructs Julia with a gentle voice as much as possible.

It was like a starfish clinging to a rock ...

Whether you're tired or understand what you're doing, Julia slowly relaxes.

In about fifteen minutes, I pulled Julia from Marx.

"……sorry"

Julia apologized to Marx in a small voice.

...... It might have been better to explain it in advance.

"Yulia, that ..."

"... I know, I'm okay. Almus's decision is ... everything is right. Even though everyone is working hard, they're taking their lives .... Only Marx and I can't be any better ...."

Yulia says in a trembling voice.

"If I was told before I was decided ... I resisted, so ... It's correct that I decided everything without telling me ... I can't make intelligent decisions. So ... Almus is right. "

Yulia is crying with her.

I hugged Yulia and stroked my head.

"I'm sorry"

"Uh ... don't apologize. I'm the worst ... Marx is the worst .... I'm not crying.

Yulia says so ...

I peeled my body away from me.

"Yeah, I don't cry anymore. I don't die!"

Julia cried and laughed.

If it was old Julia ...

I would have been crying for three days and three nights, having a tantrum, and going rampage.

Somehow ...

I'm getting stronger.

Well ...

I turned to Marx.

Marx, who was staring at the exchange between me and Julia, noticed my gaze and shook her body.

I spread my hands.

"Good!"

Then Marx jumped into my chest.

"... I don't want to go."

Marx screams, pressing his face against my chest, whispering.

"No, I don't want to go to Persis. I don't want to leave my father!

Marx crying.

I just stroked Marx's head.

That's all I can do.

......

......

I'm sorry.

Marx fell asleep in my heart, faintly tired and tired.

I have the servant bring a blanket and lay it on the floor.

"Cute sleeping face ... the cheeks are soft ..."

Julia pokes and pulls Marx's cheeks with her fingers, wiping the tears that passed down on Marx's cheeks.

"I'll get up"

"Yeah ... that's right."

Julia resignedly left Marx.

And face me.

"In short, it's a hostage, but ... it doesn't fit you badly?"

"It's a prince of an ally. You won't be oppressed."

at least……

In Japan, the hostages taken to the capital city ... Allied children are treated with care.

It is unlikely that the Persian Empire, which claims to be civilized, would treat Marx crudely.

However……

There may be bullying between children.

I can't be sure of that.

In the Persian Empire, my power doesn't pass.

"Well ... it's not just bad. It's not a bad story to spend your youth in the Persian Empire, where there are many different races, cultures and civilizations, than to spend a lifetime on this narrow Adernia Peninsula think"

Rather ...

That is more desirable for the future of the Romanian kingdom, a multi-ethnic state.

Then Julia nodded greatly to agree with me.

"And there are a lot of kids with a similar situation to Marx. To be honest, Marx's friends in this country are ... I think it's hard to do. Even if you can do strange things, Marx's personality will only be distorted. I'll pamper you ... so it might be better to spend in the Persian Empire. "

That's right.

I add to Julia's opinion.

"After that, if you were in the Persis Empire, you would not be able to compete with either Rosais or Ass. Honestly, it seems that the power struggle between the two factions has intensified recently. I want you to develop your senses. ''

After that ...

"in addition……"

"And then ..."

Two voices suffer.

... Oh, no, no.

"Don't stop searching for excuses to send Marx to the Persian Empire?"

"... Yeah, right."

I and Julia look silently at Marx's sleeping face.

A gentle sleeping face.

...... Is it going to entrust my country to such a child?

It's a selfish thing.

Parents

Parents who give birth and throw away are parents, but parents who carry heavy objects are also bad parents.

"Hey, Almus"

"What?"

"What kind of child is Sheherazard who became Marx's fiance?"

"Well ?? Ains said she's a pretty three-year-old girl. She heard that Ains had just heard from Xerxes."

However……

He is also trying to impose a child who is a concubine or a bad property with low status.

That doesn't seem to be the case.

I have heard that she is a good-blooded girl born between a high-ranking nobleman and Emperor Xerxes.

"Emperor Xerxes is also a tactician. I can't resist my debts. Marx will be a parent Persis in life in Persis ... and that child is a grandchild of Emperor Persis.

Well, it's not bad for the blood of the Persian Empire to enter our royal family.

It feels a little complicated.

Now……

Rather, I have to prepare for five years.

"I need to train Marx so that I won't be bullied there. I also have to buy it.

"I'm a noble kid studying with Marx .... I'm not going to let Marx go alone, right?"

"No way, I'm going to recruit someone."

I'm too worried about throwing Marx alone into the Persian Empire.

They must be accompanied by a minimum of escorts, servants, and vassals.

"First of all, at least one person from each of the As and Rosais factions. In addition ... if possible, Ron, Gram, or Rosward ... I can rest assured that even one of the three children will accompany me ... "

This cannot be overstated.

If I listen directly to the king, maybe even if I want to refuse all three ...

I don't want to be forced.

That would not be good for Marx.

Well, what happened?