Crown Prince Adrienne is born just a few days after Claude and Val meet.
　At the same time, it is announced that the second prince, Rüdiger, will be the new head of the Order.
　The son of the prince's supporting forces is the main member of the order, and his main duty is to protect the northern frontier.
　The aristocrats are greatly surprised by the blatant appointment to lump all the potentially dangerous people together and fly them to a distant and harsh land.
　This is a decision unbecoming of the current emperor, who has been secretly criticized for being too cautious and a coward.

''d*mn it, why would I ...... my grandfather is a duke?

　Rüdiger was very chagrined, but no one took up with him any longer.
　There is the sadness of a man who hates many people because they say that his father is an emperor or his grandfather is a duke for anything, but no one has ever pointed it out to him.
　His mother protested to her husband, and he appealed to his father, but the response from both was tepid.

'If you disagree with my decision, even you must be charged with a crime.

　Her husband, the emperor, gave her a stern look and said, making her pale.

'If you complain any longer, you will be guilty of treason. You and your son will be executed and the duke's house will be demolished. And of course I will be executed.

　The duke, her father, offered her a concrete future, and she was immensely disappointed.
　Rather than chasing the size of what she was so close to getting, the fear of losing everything she had now prevailed, and the First Princess became more quiet from this day on.

''If you had realized this sooner, it would have been less of a hardship.

　The Emperor blurted inwardly, but decided to be satisfied with the fact that it was over without much trouble.
　It was Adrienne's camp that got busy.
　Since he was the Crown Prince, he had the authority to act as the Emperor's agent, and his duties would be assigned accordingly.
　Not only would he have a lot more to learn, but in this case, he would have to go around thanking those who supported him.
　Of course, as a member of the royal family and a vassal, it's all about "praise and reward" as in the common people's picture books.
　Delighted at the birth of the new crown prince, and having laid out his congratulations and dealt with the nobles who had brought him gifts, Adrienne called the beings who were to be thanked individually to her private chambers.
　The six people he called were Claude, Manuel, Val, Val, Meena, the General and the Director of Magic.
　Crown Prince Adrienne's private quarters were not very large and the furnishings were modest.

(A little more luxury would be just fine for the royal family, I think.)

　Even Val thought that was a good idea.

'Welcome.'

　Other than the chamberlain, Adrian, there was only one chamberlain.
　The chamberlain was a quiet, white-haired man in his fifties, and held the important position of head chamberlain.
　Val interpreted this as a sign of trust in the face he had called in, and also a silent expression of his desire to speak in confidence.
　When they all sat down and the chief chamberlain handed out the tea brewed in flowered teacups, Adrienne opened her mouth.

'I have been informed by His Majesty the Emperor that I have been elected to the position of Crown Prince with your support. I would like to thank you again. Thank you.

　All but Meena responded to his words with a "worship" of her head with her right hand on her left chest.
　Perhaps they had expected her not to bow, but neither Adrienne nor the chamberlain showed any concern.

From now on, I swear that I will do my best to live up to your expectations. From now on, I swear to do my best to live up to your expectations.　If it's within the Crown Prince's power to do so, I'll do everything I can.

　The Crown Prince says this and then looks at Claude first.

'Claude, what do you think?'

Yes. I hope that your politics will be as good as your father's.

I won't reward you with that.

　Adrienne laughed at Claude's greedless answer.

'I don't care if it's not right now, but think about it. How about Weinberger next?'

　It was General Weinberger who was called by name.

'Hopefully, you will be gracious to your men and my homeland.

　He was forty-two years old this year, a lean but tightly muscled warrior in armor, sharp-eyed and formal in his speech.
　Adrienne nodded at the simple reply of a man who is a nobleman but has a background that makes him as good as a beat-up warrior.

'All right. You won't be able to do much, but you can at least make it happen by increasing the amount of meat on the table. Or maybe I'd prefer some sugar candy.

I know it would be an undue blessing to have something as expensive as sugar candy to wear.

　The crown prince laughed when Weinberger gave him an immediate answer.
　He felt as if he had been asked to receive a reward, but not to spoil it.

'Next, O Bartolomeus. I hear that your words have made up your Majesty's mind. Is there any hope for you?'

　Val respectfully answered Adrienne's question.

'Does Your Majesty know about the relief station?'

Hmm. I'm sure he knows you're helping him.

　The Crown Prince thought he had shown that he wasn't unknown, but that was a predictable reaction for Val.

'Can't we do something more about the relief station? Especially with the orphans, it's possible that a future Shogun or Yagami-ki could be born from among the orphans.''

'...... I get it. It would be foolish to leave it unattended when there's a possibility that there's a talent for the country in hiding. Since there's only so much the Crown Prince can do with one hand, I'll make a play for His Majesty as well.

　Adrienne listened to his suggestion with a serious face.

'Thank you.'

　Val answered and Meena's turn came next.

'It's lukewarm. 'You will not take Prince Rüdiger's head?'

　She let slip her thoughts on the matter, not a request.
　Since Val had warned her about it, she used the honorific term for Adrienne, who had become the crown prince for once.
　All of the people here know her character well, so they only twitch their expressions.
　As Val stared at her, she had no choice but to voice her request.

'I want a magic tool. I'll give you the specifics on a piece of paper later.'

'All right. Just make it something I can get for you.

　The Crown Prince nodded at her request and asked the Director of Magic.

'What does Reichenbach want?'

Yes, sir. I'd appreciate it if you could be as flexible as the budget allotted to the court magicians.

　Reichenbach, who holds the position of the pinnacle of imperial wizardry, makes Adrienne chuckle as he conveys his pragmatic wishes.

'The state budget is beyond my control. Wish for something a little different.

I beg your pardon.

　There was no way Reichenbach, who had been a court wizard for more than forty years and was turning sixty this year, would not know.
　Even if he knew, the Crown Prince did not point it out.
　He interpreted it as a joke in his own way.
　The last person to be asked was Manuel.

'If you could give me a storage unit to store the collection, I'd appreciate it.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

　The crown prince is told of a wish that he could manage on his own, and he responds with some relief.