Unmotivated Hero's Tale

"Sorry...... yui"

"Please stop, Master Elise. Please don't bow your head so lightly because you've already become queen."

Yui tells Elise so, scratching her head like she was weak.

The day after Elise's inauguration ceremony for the Queen, Yui and the others, together with Reinberg and Eins, were to consider future policies in the Royal Palace SS room. So Yui, who arrived after the promised time, was in the room, and what he saw was Elise bowing her head toward herself.

"But... because of my advance, I've become the feather that seals you in Lemuriak or something"

Since the invasion of the Imperial Army, Elise, who really wanted to take Yui to the aristocracy, has so far been inhibited by the House of Lords. The other day, however, Elise considered the Rhindle case to be a bargaining material for the House of Lords in the form of a dress, initially intended to be bargained in the form of a class per Baron or Viscount.

That is how she challenged negotiations with Blau, who partitions the House of Lords, to the contrary receive a proposal from the side of the House of Lords for the Count. She was surprised, but immediately accepted that she had obtained favourable conditions.

But in Clarice, the Count does not simply represent a class as a nobleman, but a lord of the Count's territory. If you are a baron or a Viscount below the Count, you do not have to have a very large territory to be allowed to name the title, but when you are a Count, that is not the case.

And there was only one vacant land in the country as the only territory in the current Clarice that could be named Earl. That is Lemuriak, and that is why the House of Lords actively recommended the Earl of Yui.

"No one will ever know you're pushing Remliak. As far as I'm concerned, I can do it without fail and naturally, and vice versa, as a new American aristocrat, it's easy."

When Yui talks that way to care about Elise, Aince opens her mouth with a grin from the opposite direction.

"That's right. Besides, seniors don't have a good time. During this meeting, I will also say something terrible to Lord Blau in the earthen pit."

"You mean tax breaks?

"That's right. And I'm talking about paying ten times more taxes. To be honest with you, I thought you said you were impotent again."

When Aince told him so with a smug mouthful, Yui scratched his head like he was weak.

"Dude, isn't that the first time you've been unscrupulous over there? Don't go in the wrong order."

"Lord Blau's obsession didn't start now. What are you gonna do more than that, cut such a big deal?"

Until then, Lute, who had held her arms together like a stone statue, slowly moves her lips as she gazes at Yui.

"Ten times more taxes in ten years?

"That's right. What the hell are you going to do when you decide so easily about a land you've never been to or seen?"

"I don't care what they say... I ask the other way around, do you really think they're going to keep me on that land for ten years?

"I see. They will soon come to usurp their territories and titles, so they will say that the promises they make in ten years are the same as empty bills."

When Alex, who was present on the spot, narrowed his eyes more than usual and muttered so, Yui nodded small with a bitter laugh.

"I wonder if half is correct. Either way, their true aim will be my leg loss, so I'm going to get what they can get before they get obnoxious. Of course, it's a precondition that residents won't be bothered, but if it doesn't work out at all in ten years, you just have to let me take responsibility and run away."

"Ha... I thought that would happen anyway."

Aynce sighs like a shudder, poking at the desk in front of her. With eyes on him like that, Yui was showing how he cared about time. Having noticed the trick, Alex opens his mouth when he turns his gaze to only one vacant seat left at that meeting.

"But what happened to Minister Reinberg? I'm not too late for that."

"Well, it's not like Yui's, I guess there's a reason."

Defend Rheinberg as Lute arms up and meditates his eyes. But Yui accidentally scratched his head and objected to the poison contained in the statement.

"Come on, it's like I'm just late for a meeting."

"Did that sound like anything else?

Suddenly Yui, named in the jade, argues with a bitter laugh, but Lute trumps it with a bushel.

"Look, Lute. Honestly, I've never been late for a recent meeting here. If you think it's a lie, you can find out."

Yui spread his hands and told him that, just saying all he wanted to say, he did one big yawn.

"Well, seniors have made sure to hold all the meetings that concern them in the afternoon. But why are you still trying to sleep today when you're even scheduling meetings at your own convenience... I'll tell you first, stop getting tired of napping during meetings, as usual"

"Give me a break. Who am I going to bother about taking a little nap... not if I'm saying this? I already have my next appointment. I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to apologize here."

Yui says so while checking his time, scratching his head like he was having trouble laughing bitterly.

"Hey, where are you going, senior? The meeting hasn't even started yet."

"No, I am... I really can't take it off. Oh, I made this, so keep your eyes open. Because it's a draft of what you will need and personnel for this one. It could change a lot after this."

When Yui gets up from the spot, he distributes to everyone a plan put together on three sheets of paper for his future plans. There was a rough description of the supplies, human resources and their costs that would be required to carry out territorial management in the future.

In anticipation of everyone's attention shifting to the paper, Yui softly rises up and moves to the entrance to the room. Elise, who noticed such a move on his part, called out on his back.

"Wait a minute, Yui. I don't mind going through this meeting, but I just need to ask you one thing before I go."

"What is it, Master Elise?"

"You said two favors the other day, didn't you? Second of all, you spoke of not naming the Count. I've been wondering, did that mean anything to you?

Elise hits Yui with a question she's been wondering about since that day. Then Yui twisted her neck, not knowing what it was for a moment.

"What's the matter with the name... was there anything?

"... seniors. You said the other day in front of Lord Blau that you would not name von Remliak. It's about that. Still falling asleep at this hour?"

As Aince stares at Yui with his jitsu eyes, he gives out the help of his memory. Then Yui finally remembered things like not naming the Count.

"Oh, that one. There was, there was. Um, that one, if Yui von Istarz became such a long name, wouldn't you think it would be a huge hassle? Sometimes it's time to sign."

"No way, I didn't like the number of more characters when signing... you're kidding, right?

Eince recognized that it was unlikely to be true because it was about Yui. However, for too bad a reason to make Yui's mouth, his brain refuses to understand.

But towards Aince like that, the person at the time let him lightly affirm a prediction he didn't want him to hit.

"Are you kidding me... am I saying something so weird? For example, if you just write a phone once, it's three letters, but assuming you sign 10,000 documents a month, you write 30,000 more characters. In some cases, you have to mention the Count, and you can't be such a hassle. I just have to write about this nobleman."

"Seniors have always thought there was something wrong with the values... but I'm more or less a nobleman here, too, which is pretty big"

When Aince drops his shoulder with a heartbroken look on his face, Yui doesn't really care, or he wants to whisper lightly toward Aince as he scratches his head.

"Oh, speaking of which, did you... then why don't you quit too?

"There's no way you can! Senior is this... Senior Lute, please do something about it."

"Don't shake it on me. I've given up a long time ago on this guy's personality."

Lute, busy looking through Yui's written drafts, speaks that way conditionally reflexively to Aince, who stares at him with a full eye.

"Anyway, I'm going. If I keep you waiting too long, you promise me you'll bend the navel."

"Yui, do you mean you're going to school now?

"Oh, hey, I have to see that stubborn dad. That's why I say hello to you."

That's all he said, Yui walked out the door of the room without looking back.

"Excuse me, Master Elise. Because of this, Master Elise came here today, but as usual, he's at my pace."

"No, I don't mind, Eince. Because I suddenly came to apologize to him today. I don't particularly care."

Elise smiles at Nicole and says so, dropping her eyes on the draft at hand written by Yui. By the time everyone started reading the material and the meeting room was quiet, the door to the room would naturally be knocked. And as the door slowly opened, the old man with gray hair represented him.

"Sorry, I'm a little late"

"I've been waiting for you, Rheinberg. But it's unusual for you to be late."

Elise smiles and says so when she sees Rheinberg entering the room sorry.

"Was Elise here too, and I'm sorry. Actually, I came here via the Ministry of the Interior, but I met with the Empire's diplomatic ambassador earlier at the entrance to the Royal Castle. So I ate some time...... anyway, where did the yui one go?

"Seniors said they had an appointment, and they left behind only this clueless material earlier."

I tell him that with a troubled look on his face as Eince shows a piece of paper in the draft that is equal to the running writing at hand. Then Rheinberg laughed bitterly at him like that, sitting in a nearby chair and grabbing the extra draft paper.

"... well, I'll see you next time for a message from the Yalm guy. Whatever it is, let me see it first."

"Good evening, is Dr. Azwell here?

Knocking on the door of the Azwell classroom, Yui knows she can't expect a response anyway, and goes inside without worrying.

"... what, a former principal who has become a nobleman if he thinks he is someone? What does it look like to me at this hour?

Azwell replies without moving his gaze from the paperwork on his desk with a crease on his forehead. To that appearance, which will remain the same at all times, Yui sits back in a chair left in the middle of the scattered room with a bitter laugh.

"No, when I visit at this hour, I intend to write to you so that it arrives at noon"

"Mm, a letter?... Oh, this. Well, I still can't read it because it didn't seem to matter more than this paper."

"Ha... I thought that might be the place to be anyway. I can't believe I have something for my teacher to see today, and it's up to me to ask him to grade it."

"What, I'm busy. I don't have time to deal with you right now."

When Yui scratched his head twice, hearing Azwell's rejection like there was no island to tackle, he rose from his chair and approached Azwell's desk.

"Yeah. But I would never waste my time. Well, think you've been fooled and look at this."

Yui speaks so, placing a bunch of documents, consisting of dozens of sheets clearly different in weight from the draft submitted at an earlier meeting, on top of the paper Azwell is reading.

"You're not the persistent one, neither are you. Yeah, I'll just do the first page through my eyes. If that's crap, I won't read any more. What? About policies in Lemuriak applying universal code theory...... Hey, Yui. You..."

"Well, well. Don't look so scared. Look inside."

He tells Azwell to calm down by sticking his hands forward against Azwell, who first raised his face toward Yui with a harsh look on his face. Then, because his interest in the content prevailed, Azwell immediately returned his gaze to paper and proceeded to read one after the other.

Thus, when Azwell had spent some time reading the last one, he sighed out a great deal.

"Now, I'm sure you know that you know my take on nobility, that they left Remliak in charge. I'll be honest with you at this point, even if you do it normally, it's more or less impossible to develop that land properly. So I included a little of my own ideas and saw them with a plan, what do you think?

"Are you seriously going to do this with this content? What are your chances of doing well?

Azwell asked him that as he glanced sharply at Yui.

"Right...... to be honest, is it a good place at this stage to have about five fifths? There are too many uncertainties you won't know until you try."

"Well... fifty percent"

Having overheard Yui's predictions, Azwell arms himself in the same position as he is to put his thoughts together.

"Yeah, I think that's the thing, though on my own. So I took a trip to the doctor today. I thought it would be a little better bet if I could probably use the help of the teacher, so I wrote that up all night yesterday... so this answer I drew up, how was the grading?

"What, you really wanted me to score? Yeah, at zero."

"What... didn't you care so much?

"Well, there's nothing wrong with the content. No one can write anything like this but you. But can you score on something written in such a dirty letter or something? If it's a student's answer, I'm going to throw it back."

When Azwell says so in a way that exhales his nose, Yui shrugs her shoulders with a bitter laugh.

"Ha, that's rude. I haven't had time at all, so it would be helpful if you could spill that."

"Fair enough. More than that, Kreha told me that you were sealed by Lemuriak, but what kind of impossible challenge have you been pushing on Blau's guy?

"Oh, is that a prospect? No, it's not a big deal, but it's about getting tax relief for only ten years and letting you do free business. In exchange, of course, for a promise to pay the treasury ten times as much tax as it currently holds in ten years' time."

"... you've embedded the brow"

Azwell says so while sarcastically distorting his mouth, Yui scratches his head like it was weak.

"Uh, what is it about?

"Hmm, you scammers! But it's getting interesting. What day are you planning on standing here?

"So far, it's due in ten days"

"Ten days...... Hmm, then you're wasting a little time now. I'll leave all chores to my men from today, and you'll be staying here with me. Okay? Well, let's get this over with."

When Azwell says so just because he finds an interesting research material, he moves his gaze to the material without confirming Yui's reply.

The accommodation of the former principal and professor was thus to begin precisely at that moment.