There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World's Darkness so I Made One

What is the first problem with the fabrication of ancient ruins?

It is the securing of land. I can't even make up a ruin in the basement of Tokyo. It sounds like a lot of fun, but there are wires buried in the basement, sewers and subways. Tokyo underground is so complicated that no one understands the full story, so it's going to be terrible if you put your hands on it poorly.

So even if something terrible happens, we'll secure the land. That's the first step.

The procurement around there was specialty of Mr. Tsuki, who tried to ask for funding and arrangements again, but was quietly pissed off. Mr. Shigeki of the boulder is also underfunded by the founding expenses of the Dark Secret Society Moon and Night View.

A plane crashed into the heart of Tokyo, and the psychics avoided the catastrophe at Ayami, in the Zen Nippon Sky (Tanaku) feather tea (bald cha) flight incident (the flight from Haneda to Hokkaido feather tea airport).

A mysterious explosion and light divided Seven-Length Island into "seven" versus "three" and "divided" the commonly known as the "seventy-third case".

If you throw round the end of the two major incidents, the limit will come no matter how much Mr. Kichigi. I tend to forget because I'm an amazing person, but Mr. Tsuki is just one person. Money never springs up indefinitely. Rather, I am impressed that you have often been able to sort things out with a person's assets and abilities. No, I guess I used down anyone who could trace it to me and use it.

Seven-length Island is close to the waters where super water polo once emerged and has already attracted the world's foremost power spot treatment and attention not only in the occult neighborhood but also at the level of general common sense. The country's investigation team also entered, and the cause of the island's breakdown is unknown, so access is forbidden in view of the danger. Confidential information, but once the island was lifted, turned upside down and cracked, it seems promising as a new mining point that would strip deep underground mineral veins and be a grace to Japan, which is scarce in resources.

If such a power spot and the state are investigating something by making it off-limits, then it is already like a ghost to attract public curiosity, attracting basic occult lovers of illegal foreigners (Strangers), and the drama of furious arrests for trespassing is repeated.

The boulder Japanese government also said that any further turmoil caused by the influx of foreigners was unsavory and hasty, passing an emergency immigration restriction too late and an amended mandatory repatriation bill. Illegally staying foreigners are immediately forcibly repatriated under the simplified procedure, irrespective of their will, if arrested. The domestic chaos that began with the super water polo case turned out to converge as a result of further incidents. Not far away, Tokyo's security will return.

I'm also afraid to ask how far Mr. Kichigi is involved in the ending around there is going to be a snake. I'm pretty sure I spent a lot of money and connections, at least as much as I had trouble hosting a ruin event. That's why I ran out of money and made various people pay back the loans they had made.

I no longer have enough power on my own.

That's why I decided to rely on the power of the country.

Using the Tute of His Highness the Duke of Marineland, he asked His Highness the Grand Duke of Marineland Ermentrude Bates to invest after laying down the truth behind the match pump. Use your psychic awakening as a bait, a small country, but with your country on your side.

I didn't want to be exploited for the psychic powers that should be fun objects for the dreary country Alechol, but if Mr. Tsuki told me, "I can't do it alone anymore," there wouldn't be a sound of goo. We also use the country, so let's think of it as WIN-WIN.

The Principality of Marineland is a small country with a population of 100,000 inhabitants, halfway between the United Kingdom and Germany, with islands floating in the North Sea. State budget £860 million (¥120 billion). The main industries are fisheries, tourism, stamp issuing, health care, precision machinery, trade, etc.

In the first place, the British island, which was used as a relay point for European shipping, was fortified and fully urbanized during the Second World War. People remained after the war, and bourgeoisie lovers of military ascent paid England to buy the island and proclaim independence. Become the first Grand Duke yourself. Then we established the industry by expanding the harbor, installing the airport, leaving the fortress behind and sourcing the tourist, and opening the annual viewing cruise tour to the public by a falling battleship that only took care of its appearance. Efforts are also being made to conserve nature, and juvenile fish discharges are being carried out to support fisheries.

The titles bought by Mr. Tsuki are sold in half of the fashion, and they are in turn the barons, the Viscounts, the Counts, the Marquises and the Dukes from below. Above the Duke is the Grand Duke, who is the throne, so I can't buy it.

The baron sells for £100 (14,000 yen), the Viscount for £1,000, the Count for £10,000 and the Marquis for £20,000, and you get a certificate and ID card when you buy it. There's nothing particularly meaningful about the title, and it could be suspicious. It's just fun to possess. That's what matters.

Only the duke above the marquis, below the Grand Duke, is flying digits, and what a £3 million (420 million yen). Pricing that I am completely unwilling to sell. The only person who bought it, so in the Principality of Marineland, Mr. Tsuki seems to be a celebrity and popular person that everyone knows about.

I've read the newspapers of the Principality that reported on the Symphony ceremony, but they said the way they stood at the Symphony ceremony was more noble, graceful and royal than the Grand Duke. Since then, he has been presented with a separate residence for the Duke, which was built fine but was to remain a tourist source for all eternity, showing his face two or three times a year.

In the form of an escort to his face, I left the store to Mr. Bear and flew with Mr. Tsuki to the Principality of Marinland.

I found out from Mr. Tsuki's investigation that the Principality of Marineland is sleeping unknowingly in an ancient ruin sealed with artifacts!!!!

Because artifacts are dangerous!

Tell His Royal Highness what's going on and ask him to give up the land that is presumed to have ruins!

I have to put it under the control of Mr. Tsuki, who is familiar with psychic powers and artifacts!

Even though nothing has ever happened before, it would suck if there was a catastrophe like the island blowing up in an artifact rampage!?

I don't mean for free!

Your Royal Highness has the qualities of a psychic, so let me awaken you to that!

It foils you as royalty and inspires you to open up the future of your nation!

And I'm going to take you to the investor as the one who knows the truth about the darkness of the world!

And I'll leave that negotiation to Mr. Tsuki.

I follow as a psychic transplant & relic fabrication machine. Even though it is a small country, I cannot be afraid to negotiate with the Head of State.

What is it, Grand Duke? You're better than a mayor or something, aren't you? Even when I talked to the mayor who came to visit me when I was volunteering for the holiday mandatory during the Black Company, what a suspicious conversation, rather than a negotiation, with someone greater than that.

We arrived at Marineland Airport via Heathrow International Airport in London and took a black painted luxury car to the castle. Around not upset to see Mr. Tochigi in a more one-ranked luxury red and black dress than usual, the driver seems to be used to it. Instead, my escort had eyes on me. If the Duke of Beauty, who usually comes to visit alone, had a man, who would he be? I wonder. I'm a little narrow on the shoulder.

The view from the window was a normal city. There are skyscrapers, street trees are planted, two-lane roads continue, cars and people are going. I feel like all passers-by look European and all the signs and signs are in English are foreign!

If you are familiar with the historical sex of Marineland a little bit more, you will know a lot about the landscape, but to the extent that you read the brochure and listened to the information lightly from Mr. Tsuki, the feeling of elementary school students is full.

And soon enough, we arrived at our destination. His Royal Highness Armantrude Bates, Grand Duke of Marinland, is the famous Canary Fortress where some sections are also open to tourists.

The Principality of Marineland is the country from which the fortress originates. Apparently the First Grand Duke didn't feel the need to rebuild it like a castle. The vertical concrete walls of the peel rise high on the cliffs that climb the ocean. On all sides of the rectangular fortress was a lookout tower with artillery mounted on purpose.

I built it for a time of war. It doesn't take into account a sense of aesthetic taste. It feels like martial arts. I don't hate it. It's also good to be aging so well with sea breezes and waves.

Mr. Tsuki looks a little nasty though. Certainly far from the gorgeous magical castle that Mr. Tsuki prefers.

The story seems to be through, they pass through the gate with a face pass, get out of the car and into the fortress. It's not an open compartment for tourists, it's a residential area. The hallway was covered with red carpets and decorated with vases and paintings, but I found traces of the iron plaid clutteringly removed from the window pier. I don't want to fix it.

Mr. Tsuki is an authentic duke and is like a person to the Principality of Marineland. Without any particular guidance, we proceeded through the unsolicited hallway of the house and arrived in front of the reception room where the Grand Duke was waiting. I'll wait in front of the room for now. Mr. Tsuki explains the situation to the Grand Duke and then I'm supposed to be called in.

I handed Mr. Tsuki a paper bag that I carefully brought to avoid wrinkles when I reached out to the knocker in the room.

"Give me this."

"This?

"Super Water Polo Manju"

Mr. Tsuki smiled bitterly and received the bag, rang a knocker and went in.

Oh, now you're laughing. What? Something wrong? Scary. I thought my bare hands might be rude. Tokyo bananas were better?

... Are you saying it's not something you're going to give to the head of state? But would it be different if I gave you a luxury chocolate or a watch that came from Japan but wasn't Japanese at all? Anyway, I don't know what kind of gift would be appropriate for a head of state. I don't know, but it's better than not. But if it's too late, I'll tell you how it goes. But Tachigi didn't say anything, so he took it and walked into the room, so it's safe? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Whatever I did, I feel it was a mistake.

My stomach hurts. I want to go home as soon as possible. What if someone sees you standing in front of the Grand Duke's room in a mess? I talk through it, but the content of the story is fucking suspicious. It's a lot of annoyance.

The tension is infinitely heightened because Mr. Tachigi is no longer next door. Around the time my stomach was getting nauseated through the pain, I was summoned from inside the room by Mr. Tochigi, where I finally realized that I'd forgotten to eavesdrop on him with my mind, and entered the room in despair of my idiocy.

Making the reception room was normal for me. There is a couch opposite each other, with a table in between, with teapots and tea cups (and super water polo manju). I don't know. Awards, medals, golden cups are embellished on the walls, and the ceiling chandelier is a little eye-catching.

The semi-long brown-haired girl in a white dress sitting opposite Mr. Saki is His Royal Highness Armantrude Bates, Grand Duke of Marineland. I will be seventeen years old. Marineland standards are just adults.

Low height, narrow hips and large chest. And surprisingly, she is a beautiful girl with a slight calm face like a capybara entering a hot spring.

The Grand Duke, or queen, is a beautiful girl. Without flattery.

Nothing seems strange when you're used to watching comics and movies, but this is actually quite unusual. It's not about age. Looking royal, something is wrong.

In the first place, royalty is a lot of political marriages, and free love rarely determines who you're dealing with. Modern royalty has some free romance, but the blood muscle has long been thick enough to decide who to marry on the grounds of political smugness with an outward look.

I mean, simply put, normal royalty isn't cool or cute. Misleading with makeup and clothing finally makes it seem like it. Marie Antoinette is famous for being the first to think of herself as a European princess because she was adorable and beautiful, even though there are some stories of that glorious tragedy.

Normally, a woman's royalty is hidden in the rear palace and rarely goes out in public. It is the concubine, or the king's mistress, who doesn't mind dying at the worst from being in danger, who comes out into the hobby social world, and whose concubine is chosen by appearance. Because it is a beautiful woman by the king in public, people who see it get the impression that princesses and queens are beautiful. A real, unpleasant looking princess or queen rarely comes out in public, but that's the kind of image I get.

The cruel and natural fact that ordinary princesses and queens look mediocre is not known. Even in modern times, when the internet has become popular, the mediocre royalty is not rumored, and all the pictures of exceptional royalty that are cool or cute come out and talk about it, so misunderstandings are hard to solve. I think it would be better if I misunderstood.

Most importantly, Her Highness's first beautiful girl has a back. It's a simple story, because she's a beautiful concubine. Beautiful girl because she is the daughter of a beautiful woman. No twist whatsoever.

His Royal Highness's father, the former king, supported his dream of becoming a film actor for his eldest son, made him cross the United States, made him abandon his inheritance rights instead of giving him a real estate that fulfilled his hope of not wanting to work for his second son, and his eldest daughter was motivated but a little too incompetent, so to speak, let the bourgeoisie outside the country do his wife. So, the only remaining Grand Duke blood muscle was His Highness Armantrude Bates, the concubine's son.

There's nothing tragic about it. It's not like that. Rather, the former king was a kind father, and a capable king for the price. In the first place, there is no blood or shit in the Grand Duke, whose military ascendant bourgeoisie originated only for three generations. The people also favored the reign of the concubine son. Looks like it's been a little scandalous.

"Is this man the (...) Invisible Titan?

'That's right. You're a so-called psychic kicker. Sago Pestle Light. "

His Royal Highness looked at me like he was intrigued while eating super water polo manju. I'll give you a toast and prove it instead by floating a teapot in my head and pouring a replacement.

"Oh, really. I'm just surprised today. Cabraggi stops time, and Invisible Titans come out. '

For what I'm saying, I'm not surprised by His Highness. Are you good at abdominal arts or are you not surprised by the vegetables? Oh, yeah, I haven't said hello since I walked in. English. Greetings in English. It's okay. I've been practicing. Believe in the British Examination Quasi-First.

"So, Your Highness."

Yabe, I bit you. No, no, no, no.

'Ho, today, today………!

"What's so funny?"

Your Royal Highness laughed at Kerakera. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. I didn't go to get the laugh. I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed, I failed.

"Sasuke, it's okay. Relax. Your Highness Lou won't be angry if you're a little rude. You just have to talk to me the same way you do."

"I can't. I don't like the first person I ever met that much."

"…… then you can mean a relative's girl."

I don't understand Japanese, but I do. You're flirting right now. Is Cabraghi like these guys?

"Yes, sir."

What………

"Ready to answer. Half our people are sad. Well, no, we'll talk about this later, okay? So, this sago awakens my psychic powers. '

"Yes. First, tell me if I can trust you and tell."

'That's fine. I'm an idiot, so I don't know if I can talk to him anyway. He's the one who believes Cabraghi. This is delicious. Thanks, I like this.'

"Oh, thank you very much, Your Highness."

"Lord Lou, go down and call me. Your Highness sounds like your father."

Her Royal Highness smiled at me while eating shampoo again. The queen is blind to people. Can I declare it? I don't even look stupid. It feels familiar.

"Then wake me up. I'll leave all the ruins and artifacts to you, and I'll just give you the money. I want psychic powers. It seems very convenient and interesting. '

His Highness Lou spread his hands toward me, and now come, posing for the

Um, I'm confused the other way around when you're so welcome. Is that too obvious? It's convenient. Is that okay? It doesn't seem like Mr. Tsuki was any good at convincing you.

Mr. Tsuki was also hesitant to go with a boulder push, and he complained.

"Your Highness Lou, can't you think about it a little more?

'I thought about it. But I'm not sure. Isn't it best to leave it to someone who understands? Cabraghi is an expert on ruins and artifacts, and Sago is a real Invisible Titan, isn't he? It's amazing. I'm glad you did it all just by giving me the money and the land and even the superpowers. "

"The ruins, the artifacts, they're all lies. They're probably trying to trick the land and the loans into pulling them out."

Whoa, Mr. Tsuki, I cut in. It's a trick to make the truth look like a lie by daring to tell information close to the truth!

His Highness Lou leaned his neck in a heartfelt wonder.

"But if Kabragi is seriously trying to fool you, you can't see it through yourself, can you?

That is…… well…… that is so.

I'm starting to understand. Awesome, Your Highness. Red naked or stupid honest? Maybe it's stupid when it comes to idiots, but it's full of no-guards who are hesitant to deceive you. Instead of being able to throw up a lie, I don't think I know how to throw up a lie.

Since Mr. Tsuki, who looks distorted, has issued a go-signature with his gaze, he implants his psychic abilities by completing the contract. It was somewhat difficult to settle because of the differences in race and gender, but the psychic protogroup stuck together safely. In a few days, mutation will settle in and psychic powers will be available.

'It's over. You'll wake up psychic in a few days. "

"Are you done yet? Nothing's changed, is it?

'Cause at first every psychic is very weak. If you don't take the time to work out after you wake up, nothing will change.'

'So Sago spent a great deal of time working out. Amazing.'

His Highness Lou turns his eyes to pure respect. Hey, something tickles me. I feel unnecessarily itchy because I can tell you're serious about it, not flattery or anything.

'Mm-hmm. Is that the end of the difficult story?

"Yes, I'll send you some data to summarize later."

'Okay. Bye.'

"Yes."

"Let me talk to you about someone you like about Cabraghi?

"Fine."

Mr. Tsuki nods lightly and tries to start talking.

No, you're not good. If it's not a mistake, it's my story, isn't it? I'm glad you said you liked it, but you talk about it in front of yourself!? What, a public execution? You're not ashamed of yourself! Love bana do some more costumes! Why aren't you both ashamed of yourselves? I'm ashamed of you!

"I'm out."

'Can I stay?

"Because I'm not good."

If I stay in this room like this, I will die of shame.

"Oh well. Sago, by the way."

'Yes?'

"Aren't you going to join our army?

'... Yes?

Our army? Marineland Duchy Army?

What kind of story? What about love bananas?

The question seemed to have come to his face, and His Highness Lou went on to make noisy remarks in a flamboyant manner.

'If you had a sago, you could have tremendous stick diplomacy, wouldn't you? If you threaten the Invisible Titans, any country will be a Jesus man. "

I'm not kidding... this. I mean it.

What... what is this child...

'I'll stop.'

"Why?"

Why, why does that question arise?

"Because this is a time of peace"

'Really? But the darkness of the world isn't peace, is it? Conquer the world, summon the whole world, look for the artifacts you want from the corner to the corner of the earth, and wipe out the darkness of the world! Our country will grow too. What do you hate?

There's no way you can conquer the world because it's all a lie. I can't say that.

Even if I'm not lying, I can't be scared.

"There's confusion and the production of super water polo manju is stopped."

'I don't like that. No way.'

His Highness Lou pulled back slightly.

Dodgy. Suggest it. Are you convinced for this reason? You're a bit of a jerk.

While convinced that I was only introducing Mr. Tsuki, I escaped from the room to escape the love banana that had long begun.

Then, after a while, I go home with Mr. Tochigi, who came out of the room. I didn't want to die of cardiac arrest yet, so I decided not to ask what I was talking about, and I shook the subject of His Highness Lou.

"You were amazing."

"Right?

"As a queen, I don't think she has too many backgrounds. Can you pull the country with that?

"It's okay there. Something to support around."

"Around... I see, you're leaving it to the competent side. Do you have eyes for people?"

"Nothing."

Don't you have one? You can't.

"My lord Lou's brother is good at finding talent. You're working hard around His Highness Lou with the personnel sent. Your Highness Lou will motivate you."

"Yeah, I know that a little bit."

Honesty, for better or worse, makes me think that if I don't hold on.

It's a pleasure to believe, praise, and leave it to me. His Royal Highness Lou would fall to the bottom in an instant if he was attached to a bad guy, but if he was a good person around him, he would be a good queen.

Let us also make sure that the fabrication of ancient ruins does not cause trouble to His Highness Lou. The Grand Duke's permission has been granted. First of all, we need to consolidate the view of the land and the setting of ancient sites, and convene experts.