81 76 The Treasure Beast

After taking the brainwashed director of the Royal Archives to the Minister of Highlights, it was a rage.

First, the Minister of Highland prioritizes giving a meeting with King Bawell before being noticed by the Prime Minister, and giving the facts to the King as quickly as possible. He then tightened the security of Prince Main. And finally, he acknowledges my achievements that have revealed the facts and seems to be preparing to pass on the reward.

Why did you protect Mine? It was Winfield's instructions. "I don't know what means the cornered minister, and eventually the empire, will take." It is possible that Mine could be assassinated. I don't think anyone will imitate such a stupid thing, but it's always been said that you shouldn't despise your beast. Just be sure to strengthen your security.

On the other hand, about my reward. I asked the minister if he was a little quick, but he said it was too late. It seems that Zephyr had heard something about the First Court Magic Division, and was praised for some reason. What did Zephyr say? By the way, they seem to be close enough to go out drinking frequently. Is it a bald friendship?

Kizuna: It's also your role as a minister to have an excellent person like you.

The Minister of Highlights, who flashes his round glasses and wraps around, seemed cool for some reason. Even though it's a barcode bald. Even though the bald head is wrapped up with little hair left. It's strange.

In the not-so-distant future, if I was bald, I wanted to be as bald as possible at that time ... and while I was thinking about such emptiness, it was already time to visit King Bawell. It has been less than 30 minutes since I arrived here. There is only the fastest.

I, the Minister of Highlights, and the director of the museum headed for the meeting. The minister is with me and I'm a bonus. The leading role is the director.

It must have been stunning, even though he was the king of the title, to the confession by the principal himself who falsified the official document, and the appearance of the original before falsification with irrevocable evidence.

The director claimed that he had tampered with the orders of the Third Knight, Jarum. In addition, he confessed that his position and family had been threatened by hostages and that he had to involve one of his subordinates.

"Why did I confess now?"

The director responds with tears to Bawell's question.

"I got him a chance."

Now it's finally released-so the director looked relieved somewhere.

Perhaps because of brainwashing, I think that the intention to put me on the part that I think is probably added.

Is Bawell convinced of the director's genuine repentance? He folded his arms, closed his eyes, thought for a while, and then silently broke the silence.

"... I have a bad premonition, and now that I have the solid evidence, I have to make a decision."

It is the news of the end of Bar Morrow presidency.

"Sobra depends on Calamelia. It's almost every day since I was reminded by my debt-bearing wife. And he's not alone. In the capital city, there are a lot of people who depend on me." ? "

Immediately after returning home, hear the results of the survey from Winfield. Its contents were far beyond expectations.

"Every holiday, he seemed to go to the merchant hiding in the royal capital to buy it. The merchant is catching more and more Caramelias, and it's no longer easy to buy." "Is sickness a withdrawal symptom?"

It's crazy. I never thought about drugs.

"Does the potion work?" "It's like a disease. It doesn't work."

Does potion work for sickness in this world? In fact, Mevion does not have any illness or drug dependence, so it's time to figure out how to deal with it.

"If it spreads any more, I guess it's crazy." "Do you know where it is?" "Kamel Kami. What happened when Mr. Biside moved around the Kamel Church in the kingdom to hide himself? You seem to have seen a merchant again. "

This is the name of the troublesome country. Kamer Shinto is a religious state whose national religion is Camel. [Recovery Magic] Players will visit this country in quests that need to be performed when mastering "Recovery / Large", but everyone is convinced that this is a humid country. In a nutshell, it is an all-you-can-country that wants to invade other countries or make money for religious reasons.

"I was going to bite into the ass of the kingdom while I was doing this with the Empire." Surely the Shinto kingdom will bring Calameria to a place of trade and approach an unequal treaty. "

But what has spread is no use. There is no other way but to think about it ...

"Would you like to talk to the king and ban Caramelias?" "Then, the value of Caramelias will go up further. The market will be moistened, Camel-chan." "No, don't joke. "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, but I guess I have to regulate it." "Isn't it going to be better than now if it is thoroughly regulated?" Yeah, but I don't think Camel Shinto is silent. "" Oh ... it's less money. "

Really a damn thing.

"I'll talk to Bawell." "Yeah, please. Well, this is the only thing we can do."

If the Imperial operatives seem to be settled, this time, the gods of the gods ...

I spread my evening paper in a quiet living room with a sigh and dinner.

The content is about falsification of official documents. It is written in detail that the director of the Royal Archives has tampered with the archives at the direction of Jalm, the Commander of the Third Knight. There was a strong argument that the Prime Minister, the First Commander, and the Third Commander should take responsibility.

When the king knew the facts, the ministers were slated tomorrow. Most of the people are second princes, and domestic operatives are not breathing. No matter where you look, you won't win anymore.

With this, the dispute can be viewed as an end.

... It seemed long and very short. I guess it was a one-sided political struggle, like “shame-yaki,” which steadily hunted down and did nothing to the last minute.

The dispute began with the duke of Lucia Aisin, Yukari's former master. Even if the ending of Yukari's drinking is not going to end, the spirit that she used to settle for the time being may be quite smart.

"Winfield" "What?"

I approached Winfield and tried to thank him, but I felt something different and stopped.

For her, the dispute was a game. And I'm a piece. If.

"I'll do it" "Fufu.

We understand each other without telling us thanks or effort. We're fine with this.

* * *

"Sir, Prime Minister. How do you do ... The Prime Minister!"

Morning morning. Knowing the detention of the Royal Archives Director, Jalum's 3rd Knight Commander, who rushed to the office of Minister Bar, was greatly upset.

I will be held liable as it is-I'm crying to the Prime Minister with a feeling that I do not like it.

On the other hand, the Prime Minister was surprisingly calm.

“…………”

no. He seemed calm at first glance, and was burning like a burning flame.

More than 20 years of sneaking into the kingdom center as an empire operative. He kept moving his kingdom little by little, sending information to the empire, and continuing his work so that no one could see through. And finally, the barriers of the kingdom were scraped off, and the growth of the first prince, who could be a puppet, hindered the pupa from becoming an adult. No one understands his anger, whose hardships have been spent half his life and returned instantaneously to blisters.

"At the tide ...?"

I mutter with fishing. Ignoring Jarum who asks, "At the tide?", The Prime Minister opens the locked drawer at the bottom of the office desk.

"It seems to have been a tower on the sand from the beginning. It has been carefully and carefully constructed so that it does not collapse ... but now it is no longer" "Do you give up !?"

The minister took out a dagger from the drawer.

"If you can't build a castle, just take it away."

"Bal. Klaus. Jarum. I will give you indefinite grace. The disposition will be given later. Memphis will give you a two-year salary reduction."

The people were gathered by King Bawell and a slaughter was given.

Mr. Baru has no expression, Prince Klaus bites his lower lip, and Jarum 3rd Knight shakes and bows. The Second Commander of Memphis accepted the disposition without any complaint.

"In addition, I will reward the Second Firth Test, a special temporary lecturer of the First Court Magic Division, who has contributed this time.

When Bawell asks, the Prime Minister raises his hand quietly.

"What are you saying?"

A statement that is unlikely to be governor. There was no one who thought "Did you convert?"

"What does it mean to take immediate action?" "Before being taken in by the other nobles, take them to the court. Will you compete for minutes and seconds? "

Sure, Bawell convinced. Even in the king's own information network, he knew the immense power of a man named Second. It is a kingdom that we want to avoid as much as possible if that power is passed on to other nobles, much less to other nations.

"The good is in a hurry, your Majesty." "Yes. I'll give the award this afternoon. Highlight, are you ready?" "Yes, no problem."

Minister Hirai shared the same belief that earlier was better. So the preparations for the award ceremony were all completed yesterday.

However, I do not know the aim of the prime minister.

What the hell is he trying to do-The afternoon came in a flash as Hirai was worried.

* * *

When he called for the award ceremony and came to the court, he was first told to meet the King and was guided to the room where Bawell was waiting.

Upon entering the room, Bawell greets me. Up to here is within expectations. But I didn't think it was one-on-one.

Facing Bawell, silence flows for a while. The one who opened his mouth earlier was there.

"Reward you. Is there anything you want?"

What you want. Is anything good? Then one more pursuit ring ... No, the amplification bracelet is hard to throw away. No, a strong collar ...

No, I don't want to squeeze too much! Or rather, I want to avoid getting disappointed after getting something that I can buy normally.

"Can't I choose later?" "No, I don't mind.

Bawell replied to my words, laughing, "How long was it steep?" Hey, it's surprisingly flexible.

And silence flows again. Bawell may be a quiet person. I thought it was just fine and started talking about the examples.

"One report. At present, there is a tobacco-like cigarette called Carameria in the royal capital, which is an addictive drug. Please regulate immediately. "Is that true?" "It's reliable information." "Ok. I'll take immediate action. Thanks for the information."

Wow, talk is fast. He even thanked me properly. This ossan is a very good person for the king. It is a big difference from Mevion.

……ah I see. The one that the minister said, "bond".

"If you don't worry, I'm not going to leave the Kingdom of Castal. I'm not going to be tied to anyone." "Yes, I was relieved to hear that. If not, I'm fine. ''

He / she says clearly. I see, one-on-one for this.

"How much do you know my information?" "The Royal Library has my ears. It's also in the library at the Royal School of Magic. Do you understand the former subordinate Silk of the Royal Library Director, Paloma?" "Oh, that ..."

It's a fat basan like a cream bread with poisoned hands.

"I guessed the person you were with your information from those two ears and your information in the general public." "As a result, the secret of strength lies in speed reading. "No. The secret is something that allows for speed reading. You have something, and you can tell your team members."

That's great.

"Don't make such a scary face. I won't say anything irreverent to teach me something. But ..." "... just?" "Please ask for Mine."

Bawell said so and smiled gently. That statement was in effect the next royal offer. But that's not where I was concerned.

Bawell had an incomprehensible face, as if he knew that he wasn't long.

No, it should be okay for five years yet. I wondered if I could say that, but I swallowed the word right away. This world resembles Mevion and is completely different. The likelihood that Bawell's condition is worse than at Mevion is not zero.

"Your strength and its secrets are probably the only ones, and I do not intend to command it to serve the country. I want you to help me as far as possible. ''

A wish as a king of a country, and as a parent of a man who will eventually become king.

Somehow ... I felt a nostalgic smell. When my friend came home to play when I was in junior high school, my mother baked a bonsai saying "May I get along with this child", and I felt embarrassed and rebelled with "Never say anything!" .

The relationship between a parent and a child is something itchy when viewed from the side. I scratched my back and shuffled back and told Bawell a reply.

"I can't do as much as I can, but if I'm in trouble, I'll help, point out if I'm wrong, get depressed, invite me to drink, and celebrate if I'm happy. My friends are like that?" One was taken. It wasn't enough to ask, haha! "

After a short laugh, the one-on-one visit was over.

I return to the waiting room and wait for the ceremony to begin alone.

"I'm ready. Please accompany me."

Then the maid arrived in about an hour. "I'm just waiting for you."

"... Hmm? Eh, here?" "First of all, say hello to your Majesty. Then head to the throne."

The place where the maid went was in a room with Bawell, which he had just visited an hour ago.

Such a thing.

I have no doubts and follow the maid.

"I'm sorry, your Majesty"

... I should have noticed.

The sense of incompatibility of the maid who goes inside without waiting for the answer of the knock. Even though I have already met, I feel uncomfortable to ask for a greeting again.

And you should be on guard.

A beast of luck.

“……………”

Following the maid, go inside.

First, it smelled of iron.

And doubt my eyes.

The inside of the room is dyed red and black as if scattered with ink.

Its center.

The person was falling.

A dull blonde, ossan.

Tons of blood pools on the floor.

The carotid artery has been cut.

The appearance of the maid was gone. Perhaps she was not a maid. He might be a tender subordinate. The calm part of my brain thought intuitively, but the rest was boiling so hard that I couldn't think of anything.

――I was killed.

Not besides, not mine, not even me.

I killed King Bawell Castal!

"Kyuah!"

The maid screams behind me. Unlike the cosplay maid who guided me, this time it will be a real maid.

"What's wrong ... what ?!"

After preparations, Prime Minister Bar appeared. Acting astonishingly, spitting out white lines.

Called by the voice of the Prime Minister, people gathered one after another. Among them were Klaus, Mine and Minister of Highlights.

“…………”

... Suspicious. Proof of innocence.

That was no longer a problem.

"This, I can't escape this. Oh, how terrible."

Noisy.

Yeah ... what can I do with this noisy guy?

Something like indignation, which I do not even understand, quietly raised my head.