One day, morale was high due to victory in the second game.
The shareholders’ meeting that Edward had planned has begun.
It was a festival held at the grand banquet hall of the Duke of Wight’s residence, on the territory of the Kingdom of Armin within the Union.
“ah… .”
An exclamation flowed from Tyria’s mouth.
The place where her eyes were directed was the Duke of Wight’s huge flower garden.
Elric said with a small smile.
Because I could understand why she was so admired.
“Isn’t it really big?”
“… Yes, and not just the big ones. The flowers blooming here are all rare species that require different climates and different soils. How do I… .”
“They say they used magic. “I don’t know the details, but I heard that the money spent on management here in a month is more than Yubin’s finances in a year.”
Tyria’s complexion turned pale.
It was a tired face.
“… “Waste of money is such a waste of money.”
“Well, I guess it’s a hobby for rich people.”
As he spoke, Elric touched the yellow flower that had grown up to his waist.
The petals curled and shrank.
Elric suddenly had a passing thought as he looked at the cute puckering, and he muttered.
“… “You sound like a wife.”
“yes?”
“There’s something about that thing that makes you cringe when you touch it… hmm.”
Elric blushed.
It was because I felt shame after speaking.
Why doesn’t comparing a woman to a flower just feel like something a lighthearted man would do?
“It’s nothing.”
Although he spoke belatedly, Tyria seemed to have already heard everything he said.
“… “Are you drinking it while praising it?”
“I think I said something really embarrassing.”
“I don’t feel bad.”
She turned her attention to the flowers.
Is it an illusion that my voice is a little excited?
“It’s my favorite flower. “This is the first time I’ve actually seen it since it doesn’t grow naturally in Wibin’s mild climate.”
A smile appeared on Tyria’s lips.
It was like that recently.
She began to show emotions with her facial expressions, as if trying to erase her expressionless past.
At times like that, Elric remembered old times.
Some of the emotions I felt when I saw her on her wedding day transcended time and filled my heart again.
Tyria’s pale pastel tones were like a mirage.
There were times when it was so clear that it didn’t feel real, creating the illusion that it would scatter if you stretched out your hand, but at those times, the bright red lips alone provided relief.
It is as red as a cut cherry, and it breathes life into Tyria.
Those lips drew an arc.
Elric realized that those lips were very soft.
The information was heated.
In other words, it got hotter.
‘… ‘A rotten flower garden.’
I didn’t know why it was so hot.
“Why are you doing that?”
In response to the question, Elric changed his stance.
“Well, I’m just curious what kind of flower it is. Things like names and flower language.”
“Majirni, a flower that blooms in the crevices of rocks in the southern plateau.”
“What is the language of flowers?”
When asked, Tyria pursed her lips.
My cheeks turned red for a moment, then returned to their original color.
She said as Elric tilted his head.
“… It’s a secret. Let’s go now. “I have to prepare for the general shareholders’ meeting soon.”
Elric looked blankly at Tyria’s back as she walked toward the exit.
My head was tilted and bent due to an inexplicable action.
One thing Elric doesn’t know.
Majirni’s flower language was ‘promised reunion.’
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Today too, it was Danal who made up the two people.
What’s different from before is that Danal no longer dresses up as a woman and dresses up the two of them.
While talking about various things, Elric told Tyria the identity of Danal and the Seolyeong Knights.
That they were originally assassins called the messengers of the West, and that they were recruited and entrusted with various tasks.
Should I say it’s thanks to you?
“… “Thank you.”
“… yes.”
Tyria and Danal had a very awkward relationship.
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We weren’t even that close to begin with… Isn’t that right?
I still remember the sight of the woman chatting with a tingling voice, but it turned out that she was actually a man with a thick beard.
It’s harder to see things like before.
Anyway, the leader finished today well.
“Madam, I’m not that kind of person.”
“… “I didn’t say anything.”
“You are speaking with your eyes.”
“It’s expressionless.”
“… “I believe it.”
Tyria left the room without answering and joined Elric.
Elric smiled and took Tyria’s hand.
“You look beautiful today too.”
“… yes.”
“huh? “Why are you doing that?”
“it’s nothing. “Let’s go quickly.”
It wasn’t long before the awkwardness was over.
When I arrived at the banquet hall, I was mesmerized by the gorgeous scenery.
“Ah, boo, ma’am!”
Igret was the first to welcome the two.
By her side, waving her arms and smiling brightly, were Saint Heimberg and Demon King Zerdia.
Tyria was still awkward with them.
It was only natural that the strongest people on the continent, as they were called, were so friendly towards him.
“Welcome.”
As Zerdia nodded gentlemanly, Tyria greeted him face to face.
Elric sat her down and the conversation began.
Elric opened the introduction.
“Is it still far from the start?”
“There are about 10 minutes left.”
“It would be good to finish this quickly.”
“Don’t make up your mind hastily. Isn’t this your wife’s first time in this situation?”
“… I am okay.”
When Tyria answered, Zeldia smiled.
“It’s nice to see them sitting side by side like that. I heard the story. “I came from all over the East looking for this guy.”
As Tyria’s face turned red, Zeldia continued.
There was one thing I learned.
Unlike his popular title as King of the Dead, he is an ordinary old man who talks a lot.
“It reminds me of my childhood. The queen was a very pretty woman. “Her personality was a little fierce, so she would scream like that on days when I drank too much, but she was a beautiful woman even in appearance.”
“ah… .”
The sigh was uttered because I knew Nazak.
Since there is no one alive there, it is thought that Jerdia must be missing his departed wife.
It certainly would have been so, if it weren’t for Elric’s additional words.
“The queen of Nazak is still alive. She becomes a wraith and floats on the royal castle.”
Oh soso-
Goosebumps appeared on my back.
A whitish ghost floating around the castle was pictured in my mind.
Heimberg said as Tyria stiffened.
“Do you need Buddhahood?”
“Don’t cross the line.”
Zerdia dismissed the words.
Meanwhile, Igret was breathing heavily next to Tyria, and it was exactly 10 minutes later that it ended.
Bababam!
The orchestra changed the tune.
“The Chairman is entering!”
The main door of the banquet hall opened.
The one who walked out of there with a clattering sound was Edward, with his back straight and a confident smile on his face.
He went up to the stage.
The lights shined down on him.
“First of all, everyone! Thank you for being here today! This is EW’s Edward Whyte!”
Clap clap clap!
While applause was pouring in, Tyria felt strangely awkward.
I thought it was really amazing that he was standing up straight.
In my memories, he was always kneeling or bowing his head, so I couldn’t help it.
Meanwhile, Edward’s speech continued.
“There are only a few months left until the regular general meeting, but I had no choice but to risk this inconvenience. You all know! The end of the War in the West is approaching! “This terrible history has finally begun to come to an end!”
That was the beginning.
Edward recited history carefully.
Meanwhile, Tyria sensed a clear purpose in his words.
‘You’re focusing on the victims.’
He repeatedly mentioned those sacrificed in war.
He mentioned how sad the families of the victims were and how many people had to live in poverty due to the war.
It increases hostility toward war.
The reason was soon revealed.
“… So I sought a way to end the war as quickly as possible and with less sacrifice. A peace agreement was impossible. So what should I do? “The answer has been decided.”
His voice became serious.
Tyria was tensed.
Because I know what he did before the general meeting, and I remember that it is clear what he is aiming for.
“We just need to gain the strength to end the war as soon as possible!”
It was that moment.
Grumbling-
“I am introducing!”
Behind Edward, what I thought was a huge curtain was lifted to reveal what was visible.
It was a blueprint for an object with an indescribably heterogeneous appearance.
“This is the cavalry of the new age! There will no longer be people dying, splashing blood and flesh on the front lines of the battle! There will no longer be a future where you fight for three days and three nights over a single piece of terrain! “War will become more efficient and streamlined!”
He gave this name to an object with long wheels on top of a rectangular body.
“Train! “This is a weapon that will become a symbol of the end of the war!”
As soon as he finished speaking, silence filled the space.
Because no one could understand the plan or Edward’s words.
The same was true for the 7 rivers.
“What is that?”
Even Igret, who was closest to Edward, did not understand anything about what a ‘chariot’ was, how it operated, or why it was a tool to end the war.
A clear sense of heterogeneity.
And absurdity swept through the space.
Edward grinned.
As if he had expected all those reactions.
Also, no explanation was given.
In fact, it was as if your opinions didn’t matter from the beginning.
He did not add any further explanation, but simply informed.
“Okay, then let’s start voting.”
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