CH 482

Princess Mia has a Slight Accent

“As the leader of this Mianet group, are you telling all of us Sunkland nobles to obey you?”

A stern voice cut through the noise in the hall. It belonged to Count Lampron, who was planning the event and running it. He stole a quick look at King Abram, but the king of Sunkland didn’t seem ready to talk. The fact that didn’t surprise Lampron. The idea that Princess Mia put forward was good for regular people. It did what was right. Without a doubt. Even so, he couldn’t give it any credibility.

We have no way of proving that Princess Mia is lying if she really believes what that servant of hers is saying. If you disagree with her, you are against justice. It goes against everything we stand for.

Peace is kept safe by a king who is fair and good… That was the most important thing about Sunkland as a nation, and it was also the main reason they wanted to expand. They couldn’t go against Mia’s idea as long as their sign said “peace for the people.”

But wait, there’s more… It’s not all that…

He felt a chill go down his spine when he understood that Mia was a much greater threat—a justice that was as strong as or even stronger than the King of Sunkland’s. One of the main points of the Sunkland conservatives was that the King of Sunkland was the most capable person to lead everyone in virtuous fashion. There was, however, a condition that was naturally necessary for this case to work. The King of Sunkland couldn’t be less virtuous than any foreign noble; it had to be clear that he was better. If people thought of Princess Mia as a leader with the same skills and morals as King Abram…

Lampron clenched his teeth. It was not possible for that to happen. His plan had to come together quickly.

That’s not what I thought. I thought all the talk about the Great Wisdom of the Empire was just lies. Who knew it had some real substance?

She took the initiative to invite herself as a friend of the Greenmoon bride. She was smart enough to turn the party’s mood in her favor, and she had the guts to make something real from just words and empty promises. She defied all his expectations. He now knew that Princess Mia wasn’t just a faraway dream. She was a Goliath. Towering, very powerful, and very real. He still couldn’t give up. He had to fight even though the odds were against him. As he looked at her, he felt like he was in her shade, and he worked hard to come up with a way to refute what she said.

“…I’m sorry? Subject yourselves to me? Since I’m the organization’s leader? I really don’t want you to do that. It would be so anno – arrogant of me.”

The politeest “oho ho” she could manage was used to hide her slip of the tongue.

“Neither I nor the King of Perujin should be in charge of the group. It’s also not the King of Sunkland. It’s not even Miss Rafina. No, that field’s experts should be in charge of it.”

“By which you mean…”

“I think that either Forkroad or Cornrogue should choose someone to do the job.”

Her answer made sense and was easy to understand. Since merchants are experts at getting things to people, they would know how to set up the best supply lines. Also, they would have a good idea of how much food was in each nation. Those were the problems the organization needed to solve, so she shouldn’t be in charge. Instead, someone with a lot of experience in those areas should.

“You’d give up the honor and fame for someone else? Even to a commoner from another nation?”

“Dear Count Lampron, I believe that always being able to eat tasty, filling meals is a great blessing. There is no bigger glory than giving that to everyone. To know that there will always be bread in the morning, so everyone can sleep well at night.”

It was right there. The right answer. Pretty close, though. There was a little something off about the way she said “arrogant”—it was just a detail.

I guess I have to agree with this point. Making a fuss would only make me look stupid.

He glared at her with his teeth clenched and got the nicest smile in return. The young princess looked absolutely lovely as she stood there in that beautiful dress that seemed to radiate the goodness and purity of her soul.

“Hunger kills nations. The people who live there are killed, along with their kings and rulers. It is our shared enemy. So, shouldn’t we all work together to fight this threat?”

As she hit him one last time, Lampron felt the last of his fight leave him. He had to work hard to stay standing because his legs felt weak all of a sudden. What Mia was trying to do was a historic event that would be told over and over again for generations. When faced with opposition, she didn’t just ignore him as an enemy; she kept offering her hand in good faith.

There was no more fighting. He searched deep inside himself but couldn’t find any other ways to stay her enemy. He was through. Not beaten at all. He hadn’t given up because of the difference in power. He had no longer any desire to fight. At the same time, he understood why Sion had changed. Sion had always supported the idea of prosperity under the rule of the righteous Sunkland king. It was because he met her, the Empire’s Great Wisdom.

“Enough, Count Lampron. There shouldn’t have been any more questions from our guests. We are now in agreement.”

King Abram finally spoke. He looked at Mia with narrowed eyes, as if he were seeing something too bright.

We are "pawread dot com", find us on google.

“Princess Mia, I am truly amazed by how clever you are. It would be an honor to help you make this big dream come true,” he said with a royal smile. “And I’d like to take a moment to thank you officially for being friends with my son Sion. May it keep blessing him for the rest of his life.”

“Your Majesty, of course he will. But it’s not just friendship. Esmeralda is my kin. We will be related once she marries Prince Echard. Tearmoon and Sunkland will both share blood.” Mia looked at the crowd. “Please forgive me, everyone. I have taken up your time. I’m not the guest of honor for this occassion; it’s Prince Echard and my best friend Esmeralda. They have been brought together because of a marriage proposal, and I wish them the best. May this wonderful arrangement go off with the ease and joy it deserves.”

The beautiful smile on her face was something that everyone there would never forget.