97 Episode 95: Coming! Big Wave!!!

"I asked Mr. Tiona if you think your son, Cyril, is a very smart boy. I hear you can study everything very well."

In Meer's words, Rudolphon's Tubor immediately understood.

- I see, that is, the proposal of His Highness the Princess...

Perhaps they'll put Cyril in their school and give him that mouthpiece.

I also feel a little cheaper as a price for the territory......

- No, isn't that just the school?

Rudolphon opened his mouth after thinking for a moment.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Meer, what if, in order to admit Cyril to St. Noel's School, you could give me a mouthful of mouth?

If you are admitted to St. Noel's School, which boasts the highest educational environment on the continent, you certainly break it. That you can make a good enough allowance for what happened the other day.

- Princess Meer hears that she is in friendship with the Duke of Rafina. If Tiona had asked for it, it's not an impossible story...

Rudolphones look tough there.

If so, that was a wish. He had no intention of letting his son, his successor, go outside the empire.

But to him like that, Meer shook her head and showed it.

"That's not true. We can't go out of our way to spill people that our country is proud of."

Since I got the letter, Meer has been thinking.

If, hypothetically, Cyril were admitted to St. Noel, where would the procedure be restored?

Needless to say, that would be St. Noel's School, or the Virgin of the Principality of Velga, the Duke of Rafina's Orders.

Or to Tiona, my sister, right?

At least I am certain that I am not just a mouthful to Rafina.

The important thing for Meer is to make Cyril Rudolfone's achievements his own. To do this, Cyril must be kept under Meer's asylum.

But then when you ask me if I should put you in an imperial school, that's not true either.

Because there is no St. Noel school-level school within the Tiermoon Empire.

If we enrol Cyril in schools with inferior educational standards, worst of all, new wheat may not be produced.

How to resolve that contradiction......

After worrying, Meer gave one answer.

"If you don't have the school you want, you can make it!

At the moment of flashing, several elements played an innovative link behind Meer's brain.

"Speaking of which, could my town have? Then..."

"Do you know what Princetown can do in Viscount Bellman territory?

To the sudden development of the story, Rudolphon makes his eyes black and white.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, of course that's..."

"I'm going to build a school in that town."

"Are you going to school?

"Yes, if there were a school city like St. Noel within the Empire, wouldn't you think it would be nice?

Meer said it like it was nothing and gave me a pranky grin.

"What do you think? Wouldn't you like to make Cyril my school student number one?

Rudolphon had his tongue wrapped around his heart.

To settle the dispute by making the forest the direct domain of the Crown Princess.

Having Princetown built on Viscount Bellman territory to stifle the Viscount's self-esteem.

- Is His Highness the Princess, in that series of streams, also trying to incorporate advantages over my Rudolphon family?

Adjacent if it is Viscount territory. Besides, the Lulu, who live in the woods, are friendly tribes.

It is so much easier than going to Imperial City.

Perhaps that plan will cost a great deal of money. Now, there is no way that other nobles will not be involved in the plan to create the town of the Crown Princess.

Meer will surely make that plan come true......

I feel so sure, I was a rudolphin sidekick.

He drips his head deep.

"Such consideration is an extra honor. I wonder if there's anything I can do for you, but if there's anything I can do..."

"Hmm, you're right..."

In the guise of casualty, Meer tilted her neck small and showed it.

I don't know - she was sensitive to it, even as she snapped.

- This is an opportunity!

Yes, a big wave that pushes itself up with powerful force!

Meer gives herself up to it.

"Well, I'd like wheat in your possession."

"What? Wheat, is it?

"Yeah, I'd like you to store as much wheat as possible without selling it cheaply from time to time. And when famine strikes..."

"Of course, wheat will be served to the Imperial Room if ordered..."

"No, I'm not. Horizontal Uncle."

That would be very bad. Meer's instincts were telling.

If we do that, the imperial chamber will store wheat only for the central nobility and ourselves, and the people will starve.

As a result, angry people revolutionize.

Straight to the truncator.

"Wheat comes directly from the Rudolphones, and we want people to distribute it. In doing so, if you could give me my name…"

A tremendously glamorous favor...... against Meer, who speaks, while Uncle Horizontal pointed at him -- for some reason, there was a light of respect!?