The Strategist Knows Everything

Dinner party day.

Master Al dressed in luxurious clothing, Eileen dressed in a red based dress, and.

"The usual combination of me dressed up."

"It certainly won't work because the armor is allowed......"

Zach looks delicate and compares me to Al and Eileen.

The coat is made of fine materials, but it's something I've been using for a long time. I intend to take care of it, but it hurts a lot because I was out on the battlefield.

For once, you should definitely dress properly than you have been invited.

So I was going to wear a solid outfit.

But very unfortunately, a solid outfit didn't suit me.

I felt like a dressing doll and decided when Eileen gave me the look I couldn't find.

I'm going to dress up normally, he said.

"If you turn to Velis' warrior in an outfit that puts a special emphasis on him, you buy unwanted objections, right?

"It's not much different. I can't wear it, but they resent me."

It is more risky to dress up unusually hard to move than the dinner party itself could possibly be a trap.

Laheen seems to be well aware of Master Al and Eileen, but they decided it was not a good idea to dress too vigilantly, and the two of them are dressed.

"For once, I will use it as an escort, but I will not be allowed in the venue. If anything happens, get out of the venue immediately."

"There's Irene, and a few others go into the venue. It doesn't matter if we just get out of the venue."

Hearing my words, Zach looks a little strange and peeps around.

And he came near me and advised me with a voice that only I could hear.

"I was wondering if I should not trust you very much. This faction is unnatural."

That said, Zach immediately lowered his head away.

Certainly this faction is unnatural.

Because I am familiar with Stratos information. Why do you have Stratos information in quite detail that has the power to direct the other person's thoughts simply by being relative?

In the first place, how did Master Al find out about Stratos, who was outside the castle? There is no such person around Master Al as held Master Al. In other words, it would be Master Al who created the organization.

No matter how much Stratos, he won't do anything dangerous like give information to the Duke's son. If you do, there is a guarantee that you will be fine.

So I'm the most vigilant ally at the dinner party today. I don't know when I'll turn into an enemy.

But why would Zach advise you about it?

It's not that surprising that I was aware of it. Zach is a newcomer in the faction. And the one you can call the Lord you serve is neither Master Al nor Eileen. So it's possible he was pulling a step back and looking at the faction. It is not strange to notice discomfort or unnaturalness.

But you're not supposed to be the kind of person who would advise me at this time. Speculation and unexpected anxiety are not the preferred way to talk to people who are going to the enemy.

So maybe it's not speculation. Do you have any thoughts, or are you sure?

Whatever it is, I don't trust Zach around that. There's a place for me to go.

Should I believe Zach and doubt around him? Or should I believe around, without believing Zach?

Honestly, both are suspicious.

But this is enemy territory, the home of the enemy we're about to embark on.

I can't do anything by myself. Relying on Clarus left it with Fio, and Micahs. It's not like the troop leaders are beside him.

I'm pretty sure there's a stuffiness. There's no way the dinner party can end safely.

There are no problems with verbal rewards, but the power and power collision are out of specialty. If that happens, we'll have to ask someone for help.

"Zach. I just have to say one thing."

"What is it?

"I don't trust you either.” Don't feel bad. "

I can't trust you. However, if you were on my side, I would have trouble.

That's why I need Zach to move on the assumption that I don't trust him.

If you're on your side, you'll try to do something about it, even if you're not trusted.

It's not overconfidence or thoughtfulness, because I'm worth using.

"…… I understand. But don't fail to be vigilant. Something's definitely going to happen today."

I'll be careful.

That said, I turned my back on Zach.

Zach still knows what it is. I don't know what that is, and he doesn't seem to be able to speak here, but it will be certain that something will happen. Well, 90% chance just got 10%.

"Is it time to go?

That's what I say to Irene, who's getting closer.

The red dress with the slit is very bold and usually seems to take my eyes off my healthy feet, but now that's not the situation, I immediately looked Irene in the eye after just doing a little glance.

It's harder to tell if you're being manipulated than there's no clarus. However, the moment of manipulation is slightly out of focus of the eye. To make sure you don't miss it, you can't fail to look into your eyes.

"Yeah. I plan on going in separate carriages, do you mind?

"Do you mean to avoid all the scrutiny?"

"More importantly, you're a crook. While I'm focused on you, we're gonna run away."

There's nothing I can do, even if they say it's because I'm gonna.

If it's strong enough, I hope there's no raid.

When I sighed and pointed my gaze down, my voice came down from above me.

"Irene. Am I waiting again?

"Right. I can't take you to the castle."

Irene answers as she looks up.

Looking up, there was a giant white bird.

It's Irene's partner, Crowe.

They say it's a kind of high intelligence warcraft that Eileen picked up when she was little. Even if I grew up from a young age, I don't miss people, but Crowe seems to be the exception.

'Be careful. I feel the unpleasant wind'

"No problem. Something to pay close attention to. If I call Crowe, he's coming, right?

'That's the problem. Call me anytime.'

I feel a strong relationship of trust in both conversations.

Eileen said she was like her brother or brother, but maybe she trusts her more than that.

When I thought so, I heard Miriam from afar.

"Irene, my sister. Well!!

Miriam, who has rushed to momentum, hugs Eileen.

I'm supposed to leave a message at the museum, but why are you wearing a dress?

"Miriam, stay here today."

"Uh, it's a dinner party, right? Miriam is coming too!

There is no way I can take you.

It's the enemy's home base we're going to now, and it's suspicious that we might be able to return.

I can't believe I'm taking my kid Miriam to a place like that.

Impossible.

That's what I thought, trying to get to the carriage.

"I don't know what else to do... I hope Master Al leaves..."

I stopped.

Something's wrong with my voice. And the contents.

Surely there's no way Master Al would allow it. But Eileen doesn't make jokes like that.

Turn around and look into Eileen's eyes.

The green eyes that popped into my eyes were slightly out of focus.

It's so abnormal that you wouldn't know it if you didn't observe it carefully. But I know the anomaly.

You look just like Kaguya when Stratos was manipulating you.

"Okay! I'll ask Master Al!

So Miriam smiles up to Master Al.

I kept looking into Al's eyes.

And when Master Al snorted at Miriam, I realized why Elfin wouldn't tell me where Yuri Stratos was.

Because it doesn't make sense.

"Eileen. I don't think I mind taking Miriam, though?

"... if that's what Al is like"

As I watched Master Al closely, I narrowed my eyes slightly and nodded quickly.

I saw what I wanted to see. And I knew what I wanted to know.

Was this tip given intentionally by him, or by him without realizing it?

That would be nice.

At the time of entering the Albion, I was ready to dance on his palm.

"I don't think I mind either. If you take a child, you can alert your enemies, and maybe you can pick up unexpected information."

Hearing my words, Master Al laughed with satisfaction.

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The castle of the King in the heart of the Duchy Albion.

I took a deep breath in front of a supper venue where envoys and leading nobles from other countries were usually invited.

Irene and the others entered the castle in another carriage will appear at the venue later.

For once, being a guest, I can read my name and title out loud when entering the venue.

In other words, you are exposed to a lot of gaze. An absolutely unfavourable gaze.

But I have to go. Even if it's a trap, if you don't get on with it, it's more than just his scenario that makes me come to the castle, and you can't get over his nostalgia.

"I am waiting outside"

"Please. If... if anything happens to me, leave me alone. Run away with a face that knows nothing."

"I'll think about it."

While smiling bitterly at Zach's words, I switch my mind.

From now on, one mistake is unacceptable.

If that's what I was expecting, he must be satisfied by now.

He wants to kill me right away because he can move me around like a good person.

He thinks I'm moving flat. But I guess I'm getting bored to see that, too. So I moved things from me before I got completely tired of it.

In other words, he would be “intending” to take the lead and take the lead.

But by moving ahead, he lost his biggest advantage.

And it's easy to deal with if you can predict movement where you moved first.

There is the word "first prize", but there is also the word "second prize".

Moving ahead and crushing the opponent's defenses or inducing them to make mistakes is also a hand. That would also allow us to take the lead.

But if the behavior is actually on the palm of the hand, that is, as expected.

At that time, I took the lead, which means I'm behind it.

And anticipate the movement, poking at the gap. That's the rest of it.

Ever since I came to Albion, I've always been the backhand. I didn't dare.

I just didn't have a choice but to go around the back. So what you can aim for is the moment they move.

In that sense, the guy who moved first would mean exactly what I expected. The moment he came to a decision. That will be our only chance.

But only there is a chance, which means that targeting there will be read. The risks are great.

And the fact that you are anticipating the other person's movements is close to acting by assumption.

Klarus uses the assumption that I have, so I know the horror of the assumption. And until recently, I realized that I had been making assumptions.

I'm trying to do it. Predictions, if they come off, will be very tricky to deal with and will not be able to rebuild.

But that's all I can do right now.

"... I really wish I knew everything..."

Crush small.

At the same time, I am summoned by a knight in armor.

I guess my entrance will begin.

He'll look like a sinner heading to the execution site.

"The Royal Velis Army, Captain General Knox of the Independent Mobile Force! Lord Yukito Clay!!

The door was opened and the venue illuminated fantastically by magic was extended into view.

There is a duke king in a straight line from the open door.

That's it, I have to go say hello first.

I'm about to catch a lot of gaze, but I breathe lightly and walk under the Duke, careful not to be fast paced.

"Velis' warrior… Didn't he execute you in secret……"

"Why are you being invited to dinner!?

"Your Majesty has been invited."

"For Albion, aren't you one of the haters!

"I wonder if you have any thoughts. Let's watch first."

The voices you hear are mixed with confusion and anger.

Are you surprised by the boulders?

I'm the enemy. That would be a common view of the whole Albion.

Though I was prepared to be exposed to cursing noise, the confusion seemed to prevail, and those words never came out of my surroundings.

Thanks to this, I was able to reach nearby the Duke in a smooth way.

Next to the king. There was a girl dressed in a black robe.

The name that appeared on the status screen was Yuri Stratos. I met Stratos at the Royal Castle.

"Say hello to Your Majesty. The Master of Velis."

There is no variation in the magic of the status screen. I mean, Stratos didn't do any manipulative magic against me.

I don't know what kind of guidance or manipulation I can force, but even if I can hang it, if I look at the magic numbers, I realize it's manipulated.

Well, it's better than not realizing, but it matters to me right now.

I fall on one knee and hang my head on an old gray-haired man sitting in a chair.

This old man is the Duke King of the Principality of Albion. It's Rail Warden.

The poor king who was manipulated by Stratos and is now becoming a puppet.

"Pleased to meet you for the first time. Your Majesty. My name is Yukito Clay."

But my voice had more style as a king than I thought.

"I've heard rumors about that many times. My Albion elite has no teeth either, a masterpiece that Pix avoided fighting directly...... you're much younger than I was hearing. How old are you?

"It's nineteen."

"Nineteen. You're young. When I was your age, I missed my book. Knowledge was the biggest weapon, and I was reading a book. It didn't do any good in action. Single, I bought that courage and cleanliness to come to the enemy country and invited him here. Enjoy yourself."

"It's an honor. We will sweeten your words and enjoy them fully."

Saying so, I look up.

At that time I had eyes with Stratos, but I immediately strayed from Stratos and looked into the eyes of the Duke.

It's not a manipulative, unfocused eye. That's not why you're not being manipulated.

Otherwise, I wouldn't put Stratos aside.

But not so deeply manipulated. Like Sophia could have resisted by witchcraft, perhaps the King could have resisted as well.

If so, Stratos may have moved first because he wants to unlock his current state.

If you're trying to use me for that cut, it's sweet on the boulder.

I'll teach you with that.

So determined, I left the king's side.