Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

"It was too late."

Returning from the Temple of the Snake God to the Embassy, Ambassador Raben rushed down the stairs. I thought I was just going to say a formal greeting, but it's past noon.

"No way. Even lunch in the royal palace?" Shaw sighs even though the ambassador around finds something strange.

"No, I was talking to the snake god for a bit. I'm hungry."

What did you talk to the snake god about? I'm also starting to feel bad about waiting any longer for Ambassador Raben, who wants to know and is chilling. While eating, Shaw asks about the situation in the neighboring country.

"You also know that Prince Jung of the Kingdom of Savannah killed Prince Maui's grandfather, right, Prince Shaw? Why would you do that? No way, snake. Is God interested?

The Kingdom of Surah has a very long history, but it has not expanded its territory as much until Queen Alger's reign. It was a relaxing domination of the region around the rich river. Ambassador Raben, who loved the conspiracy, stood in shade if the Kingdom of Surah were to declare war on the Kingdom of Savannah.

"Here! No! They say Rude appeared in the snake god's dream. So they just asked me what happened to the Kingdom of Savannah."

If I leave you alone, I'll give you a nail that there's going to be a spark of war between the two countries.

"Both the Kingdom of Sura and the Kingdom of Savannah are important trading partners for the Southeast Islands. If there's a war or something, a legitimate merchant won't make money."

Merchants in the commercially enthusiastic Southeast Islands make money selling weapons and food, even in war. But it's back-to-back with danger, where they step down on the price or receive crude gold coins with reduced gold content, like the previous Kingdom of Laurent. All that or if you get into a loser, you risk getting nabbed or hit by a barn.

"I never want to get involved in anything economical like war!

Ambassador Raben is desperate to forgive Prince Shaw, who is so angry. The bridegroom is upset and troublesome.

"I don't want a war between the kingdoms of Sura and Savannah."

"Well, if that's the case," King Shaw said, restarting his mood, but Ambassador Raben didn't feel like he'd been deluded into talking to some snake god.

"It's time to be modest..." Ambassador Raben stopped pursuing, even though he thought it was something strange, as the embassy's squire spoke out roughly.

"Come on, get in the mood and polish it!

Shaw, when he took a bath or so himself, tried to lower the squire, but he wouldn't pull it off if Ambassador Reben had ordered him to.

... Which one do you think is great? ……

In the order system, even though Prince Wang is stupider, he is accustomed to taking care of his servants from an early age, so he cannot be blinded by these final things. Brushed from hair to toes, Shaw stands on white silk and asks to be dressed in the royal courtesy of the Southeast Islands.

"This burned a lot of dragonfly incense!

I received a large quantity of dragon incense from Mia during the Ritsuko ceremony, so when visiting the New Year's ceremony or a foreign royal palace, I let my clothes burn a little, but I don't normally use it like King Aslan did. But Ambassador Raben made plenty of expensive incense in the mood that he should not be insulted because he would be the son-in-law of Princess Zelia of the Kingdom of Surah.

"Doesn't it stink?" Shaw almost chokes on the exotic fragrance of dragonfly.

"I can't believe it stinks! I spent the budget of Salizan's embassy to get an expensive dragonfly incense!

To Ambassador Raben's protest, Shaw blocks his ears. With that hand movement, Dragonfly incense struck him straight in the nose from the sleeve of the courtesy suit.

"Hacktion! No! I'm gonna get drunk on the scent."

Ambassador Raben was also about to get drunk with the smell, calling his squire "You don't even know how to cook incense!" and start scolding me.

"If you wear this, Zelia's gonna have a headache, too."

At the corner, take off the clothes you wore. I comfort Ambassador Raben, who unfortunately overlooks the dress with a luxurious silver embroidery on his sleeve, to let him wear it on his honeymoon.

"I'm also bored with being locked away in the back palace all the time, so I'm going to go visit Zelia and the Kingdom of Cazaria informally. Well, but you'll find out, so I'll let you wear it when I go say hello to the royal palace. The scent will be just better by then...... eh! Ambassador Raben, it hurts."

He grips the collar of his underwear and gets stuffed.

"I didn't hear that! No way, in Paloma, are you staying at the embassy of the Kingdom of Surah?

Shaw flatly replied to Ambassador Raben, who changed his blood minister, that's so son-in-law. Ambassador Raben's teeth clench as he is struck by the lazy civilian of the Kingdom of Surah.

"I can't believe Prince Wang of the United Kingdom of the Southeast Islands is staying at the embassy of the Kingdom of Surah! If Ambassador Pasham finds out, he'll send me an assassin."

"Well, there's no way Ambassador Pasham would do that... well, you might mourn that you can't have a banquet"

I've known Ambassador Pasham of Pompo Raccoon since I was a young boy. Shaw is close, but I don't know how horrible it is. Selected ambassadors of the three former empires, ambassadors Nooton with a gentlemanly attitude, cheerful Pasham, and a kind looking Ambassador Lillick, each concealing the face of a ruthless diplomat. Otherwise, you can't do it.

... Prince Shaw still has things to learn...

He shook his neck sideways when he was splendid, but confined only to the banquet-loving side of Ambassador Pasham.

'Well, I'll call you later, wait till then,' he said, calling out to Sands and watching him ride a pick-up from the royal palace, Ambassador Rebben, who felt strange loneliness despite his arrangements and was about to overflow his tears unconsciously.

Ambassadors Rebben, ashamed of himself when he was seen and sentimentalized by King Shaw Prince, who dressed brilliantly, what does the snake God care about in the Kingdom of Savannah? I'll let them investigate.