Chapter 1.01　


Sorry to keep you waiting.
That's not true, my lord.
　Shiroe smiled serenely as she received the Japanese umbrella from the slightly taller Akatsuki. Akiba was wrapped in the soft silky rain, and the air was still moist and welcoming after the rain.
''I'm glad it didn't come down so hard,''
Yeah. It's not a very good road.
　He and Akatsuki, who had looked up at me several times, left the small research building of the 'Roderick Trading Company' and began to walk down a narrow alleyway.
　Lately, the back streets of Akiba had been getting more and more resurfaced. Fallen trees and abandoned cars, if any, have been removed and the dirt and leaves have been scraped out. Digging up to asphalt-like formations is being done here and there. In many cases, they are compromised and laid out with gravel and then bricks and tiles.
　Originally, it was a movement that started at the same time because people were concerned about the inconvenience of clogging the pipes to the sewerage system. Not surprisingly, the physical strength of high-level "adventurers" can carry even heavy objects weighing over a dozen tons. These construction projects were not led by major guilds that had developed specialized heavy machinery, but rather by small commercial guilds that had shops in the back streets, and were able to carry out these projects as weekend work, much like shoveling snow. Because of this, the narrow back streets are being maintained as "my shop's eaves," but the main street is instead untouched.
　The brick-lined path the two of them took was free of even small puddles, but as they entered the main street, a thin puddle had formed on the black earth ground.

''Hmmm.''
　A redwood tree jumps over it with light movements.
　There is not a deep enough puddle to be a problem.
　It was just a brief, gentle rain. He didn't want his favorite laced boots to get dirty.
　Akatsuki, who dexterously half-turned on the slippery tree roots sticking out of the ground, chuckled, "Gentle air, isn't it?
　Shiroe nodded and replied, "Yes, it is.
　Speaking of the rainy season, Shiroe had a strong impression of grayness, as if the rain was somehow stained with chemicals, but it was probably the city air that made him feel that way. The rain that had come to Cerdesia was somewhat gentle and even compassionate.

''How did it go, the mission?''
Hmm, close?
　We hadn't really made any progress at all, but we had managed to establish a partnership with the Roderick Trading Company.
　The original plan called for a 32-meter parabolic antenna and a very large power supply, but after investigating the Sibuya Dungeon, it was decided that a 4-meter parabolic antenna and the newly developed Yagi antenna would be sufficient for the experiment.
　The current plan includes the electronic circuits necessary for a high-precision sensor. It is not possible to use such a thing as a transistor radio, although it is obvious that it would be no good. That is, they have shifted from the original plan, which was to build a massive structure and require funding, to one that requires less scale, but more innovation. If you think about it that way, it's hard to avoid the risk of taking three steps forward and two steps backward when it comes to communicating with the moon.
　Shiroe has already made up his mind.
　He has already made up his mind to build a bridge between Earth and Seldesia. He has already done that.
　So it's fine that the project will take a long time, but that's a matter for Shiroe's resolve, and there's nothing good about prolonging it unnecessarily.
　Shiroe has a certain sense of urgency about the current peace.
　It is true that adventurers do not die, but that is only because the world provides such a service. There is no guarantee that this service will continue indefinitely. The Catastrophe is not over, Roderick said.
　If Shiroe was right, the present situation is extremely precarious.
　Like all of the future, it is a white page, free to write. And that meant that it was possible to fill it with the black ink of malice. I can't shake the suspicion that there is a time limit to this peace.

'My lord. It's going to be all right.
'What?　Oh.....
　I noticed that Akatsuki was very close by.
　Since the incident at the Calling Fortress, the girl on guard seems to have calmed down a bit and developed a core. Even more so than right after the catastrophe when she was stuck in the guild house, she has more places to go and acquaintances to go to, and lately Shiroe sometimes brings surprising information to her.
　It's the same now. When our eyes met, he nodded at me with a sincere expression on his face.
　Shiroe still can't understand what it means, but it's probably a gesture of "mission acknowledged" or "show your confidence". Akatsuki has saved me a lot of trouble, Shiroe thought. Add this to your mental notepad. Next time I should thank you with something to bring you.
'Ah.'
I'm sorry.
　A group of people walked past such Akatsuki with their luggage to hook him up. They were apologizing, so neither Akatsuki nor Shiroe were offended, but their expressions were clouded.
　The group was a group of six people who looked like they could be anywhere .
　They put on rain gear over their armor and quickly leave in the direction of the Bridge All Ages. He was probably heading out on a medium to long term adventure. Adventurers have magic bags, so we can't tell the length of their journey by the amount of luggage they have, but setting out at this time of day in the early afternoon is what you would do if you were to spend the morning getting together and preparing for a trip. It's normal to leave town first thing in the morning if you're going to go out for a day trip to a nearby area.
'It's still awkward, isn't it?'
Maybe.
　They were members of the Honesty.
　You can tell that from the coat of arms.
I knew I'd be searching for the Fairy Ring.
Yeah. It's a complete setback.
　The Circle of Fairies is a general term for the magical ruins found throughout the world. Many take the form of stone circles or groves of trees planted in a circle in a forest. At the center of the circle is a shimmering, crystal-clear space, like an aquamarine, used as an instantaneous transporter to distant places.
　During the time of the Elder Tail, a complex timetable, including the age of the moon, determined where one could be transferred from the Circle of Fairies. Adventurers would check the information on a strategy website for information about the destination before traveling long distances.
　After the catastrophe, the Circle of Fairies became a very dangerous means of transportation for adventurers, who could no longer consult the battle sites. If the adventurers were to be instantly transported to a remote location, or if they were "registered" to a destination due to some trouble, even a return spell could not guarantee their safety.
　Thus, determining the timetable for the Circle of Fairies was an important task for the Adventurers in the aftermath of the catastrophe. However, in vain, the Honesti, who had been tasked with the task of investigating the disaster due to the number of guild members, failed to do so.
It's not the Honesti's fault, though.
'It is, yes. That's true. I don't hear anyone at the Roundtable blaming you for that.
　The failure of the investigation was not the fault of the Honesti.
　It was clear that no major guild could possibly succeed in this investigation at this point in time.
　We knew early on that the timetable for the Circle of Fairies was different from the one before the Catastrophe, in that it did not have a month-long cycle - that is, a month - but our long-term research had shown that the cycle was at least half a year long, and that the time period of the Circle of Fairies was at least half a year long. It was a tentative conclusion that the ring was a random element added to the wheel.
　At least for the time being, using the Wheel of the Fairies for the purpose of instantaneous travel to a destination is little more than a gamble. A vast amount of research had confirmed that it was almost impossible to predict where we were going.
　The changes caused by the Catastrophe are not the responsibility of the Honesti, of course.
　For someone like Shiroe, the fact that the period information could not be determined at this point in time was a piece of information, not a good or bad result. In fact, they even consider the survey a success in the sense that they have come to a conclusion, but to the average adventurer in Akiba, that's not necessarily the case.
　The Honesti is a large guild, and it is true that the Roundtable provided a large amount of money to commission an investigation that took advantage of the large number of people in the guild. These adventurers have a strong do-it-yourself spirit, building stores, hunting, and even maintaining the streets, and the fact that the Circle of Fairies survey was almost the only ongoing public works project undertaken by the Roundtable.
　Perhaps that's why some Akiba residents consider the Honestees to be leechers, who have been hired to collect large sums of money but have been unable to produce any results.
　This atmosphere was reinforced by the fact that the Honesty had aggressively taken in adventurers who were living outside of Akiba, as well as those who had left the smaller guilds, and as a result of their expansion, there was friction between them and the local population.
　These adventurers, sensing this atmosphere, often flock together in groups that seem uncomfortable or, conversely, threatening. The guild master of the Honesti, which continues to expand in size, Ains' hard-line statements have also become more and more prominent.
　It's not so much discord, but rather an uncomfortable feeling of misplaced buttons that is building up. The situation surrounding Honesty was changing in such a way.
'Marie-san is doing her best, though.
Yeah.
　I wanted to comfort Akatsuki, who was slumped over her shoulders, but Shiroe didn't have any words to say either. In fact, I could only imagine the kitchen situation of the Honesti, so I couldn't say anything else.
　They walked through the afternoon after the rain towards the Guild House.
　The people passing by seemed to have their own destinations, just like the two of them. Whether it was to go hunting, shopping, visiting someone, or going home. It must have been a small but happy experience. They wished aloud that such a time would last, and they wished together without saying a word.
'My lord, there's a lot of noise.'
Really.
　As we stepped out onto the main street, a knightly figure emerged from the crowd of Akiba spectators. He led an enameled black carriage and headed toward the square without a word.
Are you one of the Daichijinshi's aristocrats?
That's the Corwin family carriage in Myhama. My lord. The Duke of Sergiad, or one of his relatives, rides in it.
'What?　Great. You've learned a lot, Akatsuki.
　Akatsuki felt better, and he huffed and puffed at Shiroe's amazement.
'It's not like I was sneaking into Maihama for a while. I can at least learn a crest with my girl power.''
　I see. I see, Shiroe agreed. It's certainly familiar knowledge that nobles put a coat of arms on their carriages and belongings. It must be something like a family crest. But if that was the case, then why would the Corwens ask Akiva at this time of year?　I don't think any such information came to the Roundtable. Shiroe tilted his head.
　In hindsight, he could see that this carriage belonged to the messenger of fate who had brought a new quest to Akiba. But Shiroe and Akatsuki, who were not gods and belonged to the side with slow instincts, went back to the guild house with him.



Chapter 1.02　



　Sighing, Reinesia wiped the sweat from her forehead with a cotton handkerchief. The appliqué of this white apron was a pocket, useful for keeping small items in it.
　Mikakage takes the griddle out of the oven with his thick cloth gloves (mittens), and there are neatly arranged breads in a swirl-like pattern. Dried apricots and dried grapes shine on the surface. Mikakage sets the griddle down on a large cooking table, and under his direction, Reinesia pours the fresh bread onto the tray. Carefully using tongs. I can't say I'm still used to it, but I'm much better at it than I was a month ago, he said to himself.
　This is Mikakage's rented cooking studio, officially one of the experimental facilities owned by the Roderick Company. Four days a week, Mikakage spends his time here making all sorts of sweet treats, which he then distributes to the distributor in Akiba.
　Speaking of Reinesia, it is a weekly Wednesday bite in both its bakery and shop.

Looks good.
　Mikakage is standing tall with his eyes closed, sniffing the aroma, while Reinesia does the same thing with her triangular cloth. It's an aromatic, soothing aroma typical of freshly baked bread.
Shea, prepare the sugar.
Okay.
　As an employee of the honorable Mikakage Workshop, Reinesia replied with a straight spine, and quickly took the sugar off the shelf. In this case, what is needed is not flavorful brown sugar or glorious granulated sugar, but confectioner's powdered sugar. This delicate sugar is a delicate substitute made with a fine sieve and is very expensive. It is a delicate substitute made with a fine sieve and very expensive. Sifted over the bread, it looks like a bouquet of fresh snow.
　--The first thing to do is to hand Mikakage a sachet of sugar - which, of course, Reinesia is not yet ready to be entrusted with, as she has yet to hand over the sachet of sugar to Mikakage.
　Once the sugaring is finished on the little stepping stone pushed by Mikakage's family, the summoned Ally of Alraune, it's Reinesia's turn again to do the rest.
　A total of thirty pieces of bread were put into paper containers one by one. Each paraffin was cut out in the shape of a plate about five centimeters in diameter and each one had Ally's face drawn on it as an illustration. The Mikakage brand baked goods are quite popular.
　After wrapping each item individually, they are placed on a large wooden tray. If you've ever worked in a Japanese retail store, you'll probably associate them with the wooden trays used for in-store delivery. Akiba has an abundance of these types of wooden containers and furniture. There's no need to hire the Daichijinshi to make these for you, and the quality is excellent. Even for the Daichijinshi, Akiba's residents are good paying customers.
What's wrong with that?
I'm on it!　Mr. Lizard.
　A squeaky clean Reinesia left the workshop with her tray firmly in her hand. She was not alone, but was accompanied by Allie. This tray of dried fruit dishes was the third bread of the day, and Reinesia was going to deliver it to the Suzunari Cafe, the 8th Shopping Street's directly managed store, and then she was going to work as a waitress.
　If you say so, it may seem like you're working multiple continuous shifts, but since it's only two hours in the bakery and two hours of travel, it's probably only a light part-time job.
"Arie-sama, it's not safe.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a lot of good ways to get your hands on them. The rain has stopped and the guild square is now more or less crowded. I'm not going to be able to get the best out of them.
　However, such fears are unnecessary; Allie was originally responsible for delivering the goods by herself. On the days that Reinesia does not come to help, Mikakage brings more and more sweets to the workshop while his assistant Allie carries them to the store. Even now, Allie was scurrying around a little ahead of her to make sure the naive Reinesia didn't fall or bump into her, but that didn't seem to get through to Reinesia.
　Speaking of Reinesia, she was carefully carrying her tray with a serious expression on her face, weighing the task she had undertaken. A knee length skirt, blouse, thick tie, an apron over it, and a triangle hood. She looks like a schoolgirl bent on a part-time job, but in Akiba, Reinesia is a celebrity. The Adventurers know this, and so they stay out of the way and try to breathe as much as possible so that they can help if the need arises, but Reinesia is unaware of this.

　There are of course many factors as to how Reinesia came to be working part-time, but the biggest one dates back to about a month ago. It was on the way to the Old Court of Eternal Ice to attend a meeting of the Lords, when two of Reinesia's friends, Appletta and Fevel, dropped by the House of Waterflies.
　They are the same age as Reinesia, and although they are one or two years younger than she is, they carry a ring on their hands as proof of their engagement.
　It's not that I was shocked or jealous about it, but I would be lying if I didn't make you think about it. Unusually for Reinesia, she had been worried, lost, and consulted, and as a result, she had decided to start a part-time job.
　Reinesia's current official title is "Counselor to the Territory of Akiba". The name "My Hamma" means "My Hamma Domain," and in fact, the Duke of My Hamma pays for Reinesia's living expenses as well as the operation of the House of Waterfalls, but the Duke of My Hamma is the leader of the Alliance of Free Cities of Eastal, so in reality he is not only a counselor for My Hamma Domain, but also for the lords of Eastal. and all the merchants based in Eastar, the Daichijin, are consulted by Reinesia.
　I want to sell something to Akiva.
　If you want to buy something from Akiva, you want to learn something from Akiva.
　I want to learn something in Akiba.
　I want to live in Akiba.
　These kinds of requests are brought to Reinesia's attention day and night. Today, Akiba is the center of reform in East Yamato and plays a vital role as the heart of the city. New technologies are developed day and night, and new products are born, but Akiba is also a major consumer center driven by the voracious appetite of the adventurers.
　For this reason, the number of business meetings, introductions, and consultations with customers in Reinesia is extremely high.
　The title of "advisor" in Reinesia is a rare title among the Eastar nobility.
　For example, if you want to do business in Maihama, the person you consult with is a Maihama nobleman and bureaucrat with Lord Sergiad at the top, depending on the size of your business and connections. In theory, if you want to do business in Akiba, the best place to go is to consult the Round Table.
　But the number of Daichians who have direct connections to the Adventurers is small, and there is a huge cultural gap between the two. Even the childlike Adventurer can easily defeat a beast. If the Daichijin angered the Adventurer, there was nothing they could do. For this reason, the Daichijinshi were able to get advice and introductions to reputable business partners before they went on their quest. The demand for these new advisors was greater than Lord Celgiad had anticipated, and it was even greater than he had expected.
　The fact that there was a demand for such a position meant that there were commercial opportunities. In fact, Reinesia's intermediation and mediation was also fully viable, even if she took a commission. If a stingy civil servant had obtained the position, he could have received enough commission - or bribe - to set up a large mansion in Maihama in the past year.
　But Reinesia was Reinesia, no matter how far she went, and she diligently performed her duties for a year without even thinking of such an idea. Her maid of honor, Elissa, had said that it was unbecoming of a princess of Maihama to accept a sum of money from a certain nobleman or merchant, which could be seen as a conscious refusal to do so.
　At any rate, Reinesia was working, but she was not receiving any pocket money.
　She was born to a princess of the Grand Domain of Maihama, and to tell the truth, she had never owned a purse before, and all her dresses were measured and presented to the castle by the craftsmen who came in and out. I have never bought food or accessories by myself. On the rare occasions that I did any shopping that seemed to be done in the castle town, I was able to get it delivered to the castle at the point of a point.

　To put it mildly, Reinesia was a naive person, but she had learned about the "adventurer" culture as a special envoy to Akiba, and the news that a friend of hers was getting married, one after the other, was enough to send her into a tailspin.
　When she thought about her future, she did not see any bright prospects for her future.
　The Crescent Moon Alliance's Henrietta talks about her wonderful idea of being a "career lone womans" and the Lucky Dice sisters talk about their idea of "craftsmen saving the world (teni-shoku banzai). As a result of these ideas, which have been spread over several slumber parties, Reinesia has decided to start a part-time job in order to have some money and to plan for her future.
　The head maid of honor (Elissa), who looks after Reinesia, is initially reluctant, but she readily relents when she realizes that one part-time job every week will help Reinesia wake up earlier. However, that doesn't mean she's going to leave Reinesia to her own devices, and now they work together. She was supposed to be waiting for Reinesia while waitressing at the Suzunari Cafe first.
　Like its head maid of honor (Elyssa), Reinesia's life has also changed slowly, but ultimately, drastically. The work of an advisor is too much to do as much as is required of her even if she devotes a lot of time to her duties every day, and Reinesia, of course, would rather spend every day slowly and sluggishly, preferably in a world of naps and snacks.
　Such an environment eventually nudged the Raynesians toward compressing the time consumed by aristocratic practices. There is something about the life of the aristocracy that demands formality, dignity and spaciousness.
　Most of the aristocrats were early risers, not because they had to get up early to do anything, but because they wanted to wake up and relax with a cup of tea before dressing, grooming, and even preparing breakfast. As for Raynesia, she would rather sleep another hour more than have an early morning tea.
　Unfortunately, she couldn't escape the habit of early morning black rose tea, Early Morning Tea, but she did manage to alleviate the habit of dressing.
'Even Lady Arie changes herself, right?
　Ally, a young child who had been walking in front of Reinesia, shaking her ass, looked up at Reinesia and nodded her head, dropping her gaze to the scarf ribbon on her own chest and nodding her head.
　Nobles change their clothes a lot.
　This is even more so when it comes to women.
　The average noblewoman usually changes her clothes at least four times a day. The more often they meet people for outings, tea parties, and evenings, the more often that number will increase to five or six times. In the aristocratic culture, clothing is an important tool for communicating one's intentions. It is a means of diplomacy that expresses the respect you have for the other person and the kind of relationship you want to have with him or her, through color combinations and the use of small accessories. On top of that, it takes a lot of time to get dressed at a time. Ornaments were kept in a notebook, and what was allowed to be worn was strictly regulated according to the season, the event, the status of the recipient, and the time of day. The look on Akatsuki's face when she told him that she had spent nearly six hours every day just to change and dress herself was a shock even to Reinesia.
　Of course, such a culture is almost useless against the adventurers.
　The Maihama Samurai Corps may have been resistant to the idea, but they recognized that Akiba was a unique assignment, and now they've reduced the amount of time they have to change clothes by a wide margin. There are even some adventurer-style outfits that Reinesia can dress in by herself. They are light, warm, easy to move around in, stain-resistant, and wrinkle-resistant (and therefore, in Reinesia's opinion, easy to sleep in).
　Of course, we should not forget the gifts from Akiba's seamstresses who took a leap of faith with the material of Reinesia, as well as the generous gifts from the major guilds.

"Hime Samaa!
　Elissa waved her hand at the door of the Suzunari Cafe.
"Don't be in such a hurry, the raisin dish isn't going to run away. Or is there a guest waiting for you?
No, sir. No, but...
　Elissa is confused, and she's talking in a restless tone, and then she says, "I have a visitor, or rather, a visitor, and I have to get back to work.
Calm down, Elissa.
I'm not calm. How can this be calm? Oh, for such a princess to do that.
　Elissa is not a maid to be distracted lightly.
　She's more like a sister than a servant, having taken care of Reinesia since she was just a child. In the first place, Leinecia is a single female ambassador to Akiba, and the reason she is able to live her life as a special envoy is because she not only takes care of her own personal affairs, but also takes control of the maidservant corps and arranges the management and operation of the mansion and its budget.
　If you think about it that way, she may be more skilled than the civil servants of the Ash-Hime Castle and Castle Cinderella.
　The way Elissa's lips were drawn together in a pale, carefree expression, even carefree Reinesia couldn't help but realize that something had happened to her.
''What on earth is going on?''
Princess, please return to the House of the Waterflies. Lady Saraliyah is here to see you, Your Highness. Oh, look who's just arrived from My Hama!
　Seeing Elissa look up to the heavens, Reinesia suddenly felt the urge to cover herself with her bedclothes and shut herself in for three days. This is the first time Saraliya (mother) has come all the way from the castle to Akiva.
　It's going to be more troublesome than Sergiad (grandfather) and more troublesome than Fennel (father). I could only think of this chill as a warning of trouble that would never come off.



◆ Chapter1.03　



　It's a good thing that you're not the only one who is concerned about this. It's a good thing that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away from the fact that you can't get away with it.
　Given the adventurer's nimble footwork (as Reinesia tends to think these days as well, as she is beginning to be influenced by it), she should go to the guest room as soon as possible to meet with her mother, Saralia, who said she was already waiting for her.
　However, it's troublesome, but that's not going to happen when you're a nobleman. You can't afford to skimp on manners that could be skipped if the other party is an Akiva "adventurer".
　Reinesia returned to her room as fast as she could, lazy as she was, and opened her closet, but she was at a loss. For herself, she wasn't even sure what would be polite to do. Elissa catches up with me and arranges for an indoor dress to be selected, and a quick change of clothes is made.
　It was well into the evening when I said goodbye to the Adventurer's special light and warm going-away clothes, put on a light-colored organza for the afternoon's visitors, and tied my hair back up.

　My mother, Saralia, was waiting in the drawing room with a gentle smile on her face when I showed up ahead of her.
'It's been a while, Mother.
It looks like you're doing well in the city. Raynesia. I'm happy for you.
　A soft-spoken greeting. From there, he moved on to a report on the recent situation.
　Reinesia would like to skip that kind of preamble and get down to business, but this is also a nobleman's conversation technique, so it can't be skipped. It is important to always be elegant and seamless, to consider the other person's position and the relationship between the two parties, and to include implications. This is the basic form of aristocratic social interaction, and it was Mother Saralia who taught it to Reinesia.
　Aristocrats, especially the higher up they were, did not raise their own children. They usually set the educational policy and leave it to nannies and tutors. The Duke of Maihama's family is still quite homely, according to what Reynesia has heard. There were family meals several times a week. But that was within the framework of being a nobleman, and Reinesia didn't remember being spoiled or selfish with Saralia in her memory. It was more against Elyssa, who was more of a nanny replacement and educator, that he was bumping it off.

　Saralia-Tzreuerte-Cowen.
　She is the eldest daughter of Duke Sergiad, the current head of the Corwin family, and mother of Reinesia.
　She must be thirty-six years old this year, but she looks much younger than that. When she was a young girl, she was often seen as older than her years because of her intelligence and composure, but now her mother's age must have caught up with her wit. Even from her daughter Leinecia's point of view, she was a beautiful woman with a neat and sweet disposition.
　She was known as a talented young woman, and was nicknamed the "Pearl of Eastar" by the people of her domain. When she was still old enough to be called a girl, she helped her father, Duke Celgiad, with his governmental affairs, and her sense of diplomacy and politics were said to have been particularly impressive. It is said that Lord Celgiad, or in other words, Reynecia's grandfather, would often complain of the fact that when she was young, "If only Saralia had been a man.
　Of course, the aristocratic society of the Free Cities of Eastar did not allow for female lords. Unlike today, when the Catastrophe had brought about contact with the Adventurers, times were more rigid. Nor did my grandfather Sergiad try to force his daughter to assume the rather unpopular position of female lord.
　As a result, at a somewhat late date for a nobleman's child, Saralia was married to Fennel, a young man who had risen to prominence in the flood control business in Maiama. He was the father of Raynesia.
　His mother, Saralia, is the thickest heir to the blood of Corwin, a duke of Sergiad, or in other words, a duke family with only four births here in Yamato and now only two left.

'Reynesia.'
Yes?
　Raynesia remembered such a history of her mother (mostly the saga of her young mother that Elyssa had told her about) and felt exhausted. Even my mother is too capable to be troubled. I wish I could be compared to her.
　When I smiled vaguely to cover it up, Saralia gave me a blatantly suspicious questioning look. Perhaps, "Did you hear what I said? I guess that's what it means. You'll be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the event that you're in a position to do so.
　Saralia sighed as if she had given up and decided to change the direction of the conversation.

''The incident at the end of last year, at the Lords' meeting at the Old Court of Eternal Ice, was also a topic of conversation.
'I see.... Its
　A cold sweat slowly floated on Reinesia's face, and she struggled to suppress it and put on a calm expression. Calm, calm, and graceful is the result of training to the point that Reinesia can no longer unconsciously adopt such an attitude. If there is nothing else, as long as there is a gaze of others, the body will cover the cat in a conditioned reflex.
　This is the kind of situation that makes me grateful for such a constitution.
　Even though I may be in a cold sweat on the inside, my expression and my words may be curt and bland. But that doesn't guarantee inner peace, though.
　The incident at the end of the year, that is to say, the series of disturbances surrounding the murderer Embert-Nerles that caused a stir in Akiba.
　In the midst of that incident, Reinesia stopped being the same aristocratic princess she had been meditating on. At least that's what she thinks of herself. She wanted to fulfill her duties as best she could as a friend of the maidens living in Akiva.
　It has been said that Raynesia is an ornate princess, an amateur in politics and governance, and she is aware of that. I had started to walk with caution, but even now I'm not sure that I can say with confidence that my decision was the right one. I don't think I'll ever have the confidence that my grandfather and mother had in me.
　That's why I can't stop shivering at my mother's words.
　There is always an abundance of anxiety.
"Don't worry. "Don't worry, this is a city for adventurers. This is a city of adventurers, and as long as the final decision is supported by the Adventurers, the Council of Lords will not condemn Reinesia.
Yes, I mean.... Thank you.
　That's why I was so relieved to hear those words.
　It wasn't to get rid of the guilt that I hadn't made a mistake, but rather to see that no more troublesome issues originating from the Daichijins are being brought to my friends in Akiba.

Since then, the Roundtable has been active in the liberation movement in various parts of Eastal, hasn't it? Although it hasn't had much of a direct impact, it is in the best interest of both Maihama and the other territories if it can remove future disasters.
　Saralia took a sip of black rose tea from a white porcelain tea cup and murmured, "Oh my goodness," and then told Raynesia about such things.
　Reinesia tries to remember how it all happened.
　There was another hidden case that was going on behind the murderer's case. It was called the "Golden Incident of Sacrifice" or the "Great Extortion of the Black-hearted Spectacles (Shiroe-sama)" by the maidens gathered at the House of Waterfleet. Reinesia had no idea why they were called such a disgrace, but considering that her friend Akatsuki had boasted about it, it was probably not a bad name among the Adventurers.
　At any rate, the incident enabled the Roundtable to "free the tendrils" (cooling off) all over Yamato. The full extent of this is not yet known to the adventurers in Leinecia, nor to most of the adventurers in Akiba, but the Roundtable has heard that it saved the adventurers a great deal of money and prevented them from taking over much of the land in Yamato.
　As a result of the decisions made by Reinesia and the Roundtable, the city of Akiba no longer had a protective boundary. The magical power supply to the power source of the guard's power, the movable armor, has been cut off, and the city's defenses have fallen to the same level as those of other "earthling" cities. The adventurers in this city laugh at the disadvantage, saying that they are just as bad as the rest. Reinesia never forgets that unadorned smile.

It seems that the adventurers' movements have created new trade routes in each of the territories. Where air routes are used, they are not available to us, but we hear they are used for trade in rare goods and for mail.
　After answering yes, Raynesia nodded her head.
　She wasn't sure of the connection between the topics.
　After some thought, I realized that this was the result of the adventurers who traveled around the world to find new cold villages and update their maps.
　I'm sure it's a good thing that this is the reason why the ties between the various regions have grown stronger.
You are the Woodstock of Grandeur, aren't you?　I hear you're bringing us news.
　Raynesia replied.
　As an emissary, she helps the Daichijin and the Adventurers to solve their problems. Since that one night when Krusty had dredged her (Raynesia believes the assault was a kidnapping, no matter what), she had had several opportunities to ride the flying creatures of the Adventurers.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well. There are many mountain villages in the northeastern part of Yamato that don't have the time to send a fast horse to the territorial capital, and the Guild is a source of gratitude to the Daichijin for transporting letters of kinship and daily necessities to those villages.
　Reinesia smiled with pride that she was able to assist in this project.

What does Reinesia think about the scale and impact of the project?　How much this has helped the local lords.
The business?
　Saralia reiterates the question with a puzzled look on her face at Reinesia.
　Reinesia nods her head again and thinks about it.
　I don't think they caused any problems from their tone of voice, but Saralia's dumbfounded sigh is worrisome. Maybe there is some oversight, but the project itself was set up by . I'm not sure why my mother is making such an impatient gesture.
　She didn't know why her mother was acting as if she didn't know what to do with it. This is the gesture known as the "grieving maiden of the lakeside. She had no idea what her mother was thinking, so she tried to react in a way that had a good chance of being deceptive.
　I can't see it clearly because I'm looking down, but I can feel my mother's gaze linger on Reinesia.
　There was no way I could switch lines now, nor could I come up with a clever answer, and as time passed, I heard a coughing "Kohon, Kohon" coming from the wall as I tried to be patient.
　The capable Elissa was supported.
(Thank you, Elissa, for that.)
　With a huff and a loud sigh, Raynesia could barely hear her mother change her mind, and she was finally able to ask that way. It was possible, but what awaited Reinesia was an unexpected surprise.
''........Krusty-sama was away from the territory, wasn't she?
"Hmm....
　Reinesia struggled to suppress her reaction, a reaction that could hardly be described as ladylike, with years of training. She suppressed the gaze that would run from side to side and lifted the tea cup, but the cup and saucer clicked against each other.
　Could it be that the unspoken pursuits of Appletta and Huevel that she had visited the other day had caught her mother's ear?　Such questions arise. Conversations with my mother have a high probability of doing so, but today the topic was more jumpy and heartbreaking than at any other time in my life.
　As a child, I thought that she was trying to upset her daughter by broaching outlandish topics in order to train her aristocratic composure, but after the past few years, this was part of my mother's experience that I belatedly understood that this was one of her social skills as well as her original personality.
''Hmm. Hmmm..... Kokon. So what is it?
Nothing.
　Reinesia gives her mother a reproachful look at her rudderless mother's speech, but Saralia doesn't take it up as if she's just quietly tasting her black rose tea.

　What on earth is the purpose of this visit?　What is it that Mother Saralia wants to tell you?
　Raynesia pushed down her agitation and thought about it. However, Reinesia is not confident in her own abilities in that direction. I have no idea.
　She knew there was a good chance that she would be offended by the news of her mother's visit and that she would fail in some way, but that didn't seem to be the course of the conversation so far.
　The answer to the question Raynesia had agonized over was still brought out of the blue.
'Raynesia,'
'Yes, Mother. Yes?
I have an engagement in two weeks.
What?
　Hearing the words so unexpected, Saralia's words slipped off the surface of Raynesia's thoughts. Raynesia didn't know what they meant, and it took a small amount of time to pick them up and reassemble them after picking them up and understanding them.
　An engagement is a promise of marriage.
　In other words, a promise to marry is called an engagement.
　To whom?
The person who requested is Touri of the Saigu family. You are the head of the household. Reinesia.
　Perhaps this is the story of someone close to you?
　Desperate to escape, Reinesia thinks about that.
　The quilted quilt suddenly popped into her mind. It was the most treasured possession of Reinesia at the moment, bought with the wages she earned from her part-time job. It's warm, soft, colorful, and excellent at transporting Raynesia (in the literal sense) to dreamland.
　I'm going to sleep in that quilted comforter again tonight. I feel bad for Elissa, but I'd like to take it slow tomorrow morning and make my breakfast a brunch that combines with my lunch. Eating honey toast seemed like a great idea.
'Yes....'
　However, the training that Reinesia had acquired as a noble spirit place made Reinesia's head nod one obedient gesture. If a nobleman's child was told by her parents that she was engaged, there was only one reply she could give back.
'Be prepared. You won't regret it.
　Elissa's choked voice escaped from the wall.
　Raynesia listened with a somewhat stranger's mind that they should both lick their throat lozenges later.