126 After much trouble comes the settlement (3)

Dionne lost the fun of teasing the two men when she saw them blinking their eyes.

"Sigh, what am I going to say with these bullies? By the way, is it okay for you to be present if you rest again? What about midterms?"

"And me, too, and Ray has formally approved the sick leave, and who's going to fall for the number of days he's been present? The subjects that missed the test due to injury were treated as special tests and passed by the average score."

"That's a relief. Sir, let's take a few more days off and go to the O'Reillys district next Sunday."

"I was going to tell you that anyway. There's already an advertisement in the magazine for the Dennejest Hotel."

"It's been months since we've had it, so we'll be surprised as if it's clear.”

"Oh, the new hotel on the east side of Chelsea?"

"Yes."

"You said you had land nearby. You were interested in that."

"I'm also a businessman.”

Arthur did not show much interest, and he reacted with a flimsy face.

Unexpectedly, Chell seemed to have not told Arthur about the size of the land or the hotel.

I don't know, but I didn't have to brag about my money. Clay was not interested in the family business, but he didn't even spit in his mouth and made excuses for his family.

As Clay and Dione began to plan a detailed outing, Arthur was away to get a new cold car.

Land rent for the fourth quarter was paid at the start of the hotel. Although he was completely distracted by the Clayoja incident, Dionne was faithfully handling the matter.

He paid a quick rent on the right date, calculated fees, opened an account with high interest rates, and bought government bonds after explaining to Clayo.

At Clayo's request, the focus was not on yields, but on ways that were easy to cash in.

He was collecting energy for the once-in-a-lifetime gift deal.

'This is going to make a big difference.’

Clayo looked through the documents Dionne had prepared. It was a complete belief, possible because he wrote the heart-strapped Ether contract.

Clayo, who cannot be said to be well-informed about the disaster, did not know how fortunate it was to have such a contract.

"I wanted to talk about the restoration of the harness when I got better, but now that you look at it, it won't take long. Make sure you keep your peace. Then, I'll send the wagon at noon on Sunday."

"Take care of your health, Lady Dionne."

The Dione left in a small storm, just as he did when he came. The smell of her perfume still floated in the air.

Within minutes Arthur returned with a warm kettle.

"Did Lady go? Oh, I didn't even get to say hello."

"Well, I don't know if I want to be greeted by you....”

"You're talking too much. Isn't it pathetic for me to be treated like such a beautiful woman?"

"Uh."

Arthur, who kicked his tongue, poured a new car into Clayo's cup and sat down. Then I looked around at the envelope on the table. The sentence of Asher, which was stamped on the seal, seemed to be intriguing.

"What's this?"

"Father's message."

"You must have been worried about me?”

"The youngest son is hanging out with a bad friend, so think again."

"…is that what the letter is about?”

"Read it. You didn't tell me not to show you the bad guy.”

Arthur scratched the back of Clayo's letter.

"Oh, it's real. How can I clear up this misunderstanding? I wanted to look good to your father.”

Arthur must have been thinking of Baron Asher Jun as a supporter of this year's civil war. It'll cost you a fortune to move the army.

It wasn't a bad calculation.

Baron Asher wants power, and if he supports Arthur, who is relatively weak, he will benefit greatly later.

"You shouldn't do it like you do now to prove your worth to my father. He's a hard nut to crack."

"Ha-ha, if you don't have anything to put on the negotiating table, it's hard to see him. I guess I still have a long way to go.”

"Well. Was it really far?"

The eyes of the two clashed.

Arthur understood what Clayo was trying to say.

The hand that had been disheveling my hair became a little rougher, and my dark blond hair was very sulky.

"You said you'd ask for the details of what you, Isiel and Rachel said when they came out of the dungeon.”

"I did."

"Aah Riorgnan. Shouldn't the premise that 'God' won't be deceitful be followed?

Before Arthur pulled out or put it around, Clayo quickly opened the circle.

Now so adept at adjusting the range that it was only possible to deploy it to the size of two people without wasting ether.

The magic of soundproofing rose in a flash and a true word followed.

"Explain."

It was hard to tell whether Arthur was hit in the back of his head or by the author, but it was cold that his opponent, who was treating him with enthusiasm, did not show all his cards.

Unlike the last plaintiff, who was an unknown boy, 17-year-old Arthur had a great deal of ignorance, his own private, and his supporters.

It's disgusting that he's been hiding all his power while he's been trying to protect me, and he doesn't understand it properly. Clayo didn't want to face a sudden emergency like in the dungeon.

Of course, there are a lot of things that I'm

Am I in the same position as the main character that the world was created for you? He can turn me off if he's wrong, but I have to stick to him until I see the end.’

What he is trying to grasp about Arthur is that it is a matter of world security.

"What should I explain first?”

"First, tell us the prophecy that there will be a conflict between the two princes and the two rivers. The prediction that the era of war will come." Now that I think about it, I'm suspicious of you mentioning it."

"Well. Ray, do you know the names of the two rivers?"

"Today, it's not me who's going to answer the question, it's you. Since when did you know the full meaning of the prophecy? All right, you must have brought in the Kishion and the cello and started preparing in advance."

"It's the name of the river... I realized it when I wasn't even thirteen. There's only Tempus and Clotho.”

The River Tempus ran through the capital of Albion, Lundane.

The Kloto River, which originates from the Pintos Mountains in the north and flows into the inland waters of the south, served as a border between Albion and Brunen.

The land of Albion was often referred to as 'land between the two rivers'.

"But it couldn't be considered a prophecy or a testament. Anyone can predict it."

Clayo nodded.

It was.

"If war breaks out in Albion, of course it will happen between the Bruneen monarchy. The Carolingian Republic has been mired in internal strife for a long time since the revolution, and Albion... His Majesty is dying. How can I hit Brunnen? But if the two rivers become a battlefield, it would be Bruneen's invasion."

Arthur's judgment was surprisingly accurate. But Clay still remained expressionless and did not untie his arms.

"So? Why didn't you give me such a detailed explanation?"

"I didn't have enough grounds for what I said."

"You didn't think I'd believe you to be prepared for a war with Brunnen? You have a very shallow belief in me, who has not been shaken by Melchior's skills."

"It wasn't you, it was my problem. Think about it. Whatever I say about the Bruneen monarchy, which I lost to Queen Mother and suffered from Aslan all the time, people will think it's just a revenge plot. There's no authority in what I say. I can't keep up with my strength.”

"The enlisted men who supported Schliemann Kishion and supported Celestes would not have made you say anything. If you had the will to tell me the truth.”

"Ray."

Arthur crossed his legs on the sofa.

I looked at the river outside the window, looked at the council beyond, and then I turned to Clayo again.

Either way, Clayo stared at Arthur in the same posture. The silent rush was heavier.

"Hu. Honestly, I don't know what patriotism is. I've never been moved by the incitement of loyalty."

"Don't try to get sidetracked and explain it properly."

"But if Brunnen's army invades the mountain range, the first place to be trampled is the Kishion Autonomous Preceptor.”

'In the last manuscript, by the middle of part one, Joachim Castileen, the Emperor of the Brunnen monarchy, did it... Even though I knew many of my own people would die. He knows that.’

The lowest section of the Pintos Mountains was set against the Kishion Autonomous Preceptor.

It was home to Arthur. It was understandable that he was desperately trying to protect it.

"But the article that has been applied for or issued by the Kishion self-operation--"

"You told me before. I heard there are a total of 20 people. Quartet of the Knights of the Guard of the Capital, and quarter of the Knights of the Guard."

"That's right. We can't stop the invasion with that man, but we're getting less support from the center. Brunnen will not invade the Pintos Mountains."

"In addition, since Julica is the princess of the Castileen family, and the Duke of the powerful army has colluded with the queen to monopolize support, attempts against them will be ignored, right?”

Clayo decided to compare the progress of the manuscript he knew.

"Waaa Ray... you're really, you're not coming out of your room, you're looking at Congress like you' That's it. We can't wait to see the future of Schuliman's land."

"You didn't see any way to get out of it politically. "Kission himself is a warrior, not a politician."

"Yes, in the first place, wouldn't you have collected me if I were a shrewd, profit-and-loss man?”

The room was dark because the sun had set.

Arthur's expression was not visible, but I could feel the deep glow of the turquoise eyes.

"So at first, I convinced Shuliman Kishion. Cultivate your own soldiers even without royal or central government support. There's nothing to say about selfishness of wanting to hand over to Isiel the entire Isiel. In fact, that would be a great good deed. Fostering soldiers who have not been reported to the central government constitutes a first-degree treason."

"Is it different from profanity or ordinary treason?"

"It's different. The beheading is done without delay. The criminals who confessed to first-degree treason were tortured underground in the northern gate of Wangseong. Otherwise, who would have to admit that they would not be able to build a tomb? And the man who gets the best confession in this country....”

"Is it Melchior?"

Arthur explained the background.

Before taking the crown, Melchior's first mandate was to deal with the Secret Intelligence Service. And he took advantage of the right to seize power with some suspicious circumstances.

"That's right. He's never even made a sin out of perjury."

"Uh."

Clayo spit out the saliva.

'Yeah, the flag of the people didn't arrest you for something you didn't have to suppress. He's brainwashed into creating terrorism.’

If Melchior had just been a third-rate dictator drunk on his own power, he would not have been so afraid.

The most terrifying thing was that he did not cross the line with his power, but only did things underwater.

"Maybe, if it wasn't for the main character to be decided, Melchior could have been a great king…" Even if it wasn't the Holy Grail, it could have made others think so.’