I--Princess Farah summarized the remaining First Legion and made a triumphant return to the capital Alabang with the SS.
　As soon as Lord Magnus had killed the Kaiser Sandworm, I had lifted the gag order on the incident in the Kakral region.
　He had also sent out an early horse to inform the capital of the incident, and it had already become known to the people. People can't talk about it.

　Therefore, we, the triumphant army, were welcomed by the people with great cheer.
　We were treated as heroes who had summoned up the courage to stand up against a huge and dangerous boss monster that could have devoured an entire region, and successfully defeated it.

　In fact, it was Magnus-dono's group that killed it, and the people seem to know that the circumstances are well known, although they are perverted in favor of Aravana by saying that the First Legion had the great cooperation of the "demon king's avengers" of Rakstad.
　But Lord Magnus and his friends did not want to take part in this triumphal parade.
　I think that pleasant man is too humble. It's hard to dismiss the line that he's just a bashful guy.

　That's why I don't feel comfortable with the praise of my people, as if I've stolen the credit from Lord Magnus and the others.
　However, it seems that Lord Magnus has let me take some of the credit for it. Of course, he did this so that I could have a greater voice in the court as a princess.
　She is looking farther into the future than her immediate achievements. Oh no, perhaps the word "profound discretion" is for Lord Magnus.

　Therefore, I have decided to divide it up as my duty as an imperial princess to win the praise of my people with my heart.
　I would return the favor by turning their support into an achievement, strengthening my position within the court, and eventually establishing a ground that would allow me to curry favor with Lord Magnus.

　Besides, there was no lying about the bravery of the soldiers who stood up to the Kaiser Sandworm. They deserve to be applauded.
　So if I, as a general, were to be small, they would have no place in it either.

　In addition, I did not mean to speak ill of General Tahar, officially.
　He had gone to war for his country and died in the course of the campaign, so his death should be mourned. He should be given a state funeral.
　However, it seems that my opinion, which I wrote to him along with Hayama, was rejected by the Emperor (Chichiue).
　The arrogant Tahar had many political enemies, so someone must have told my father about it.
　It is said that Tahar was stripped of all his achievements in life as a war criminal who had lost the lives of his soldiers in a foolish operation.
　His family considered him an "embarrassment" and even after his death he was excommunicated and his grave was erected on the outskirts of the city. The families of the dead soldiers are said to have spat at him.

　I have my own thoughts about this and the way my fathers did it.
　But I take this as a warning to myself.
　A person in authority over others is incompetent, and that is a sin in itself.

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　After the busyness of my return had subsided, I finally accompanied Lord Magnus and the others to the temple.
　As I had promised, I was going to get the special permit to explore the ruins from my father.
　I asked Magnus-dono when it would be convenient for me to visit the site, and today is the day.

It's just that I have a record of being imprisoned by that emperor.
He's all right. Father no longer remembers Lord Magnus or the order to imprison him.
..........

　Lord Magnus, as expected, was aghast.
　Lord Crim sighed, "Oh dear,

It's not very creepy. A man who is the master of his own country steals the future of an innocent man because he's in a mood, and instead of being sorry about it, he just forgets about it.
'I have nothing to say back. In fact, if my brother and I hadn't been letting them go on a regular basis, the prisons in the palace would have been overflowing long ago.
Can you really get a pass for an emperor like that?
I hope you'll be relieved, Mr. Ramsey. This time, I've made the necessary arrangements. The ministers are relieved to know that I won't be asking for anything more than what I deserve. I've used all the sycophancy I can muster up with your father.

　A wizard, who is always impressed by your father's reign, came to you when he heard that something had happened in your land and tried to solve it. The reward for this admirable man would surely show your father's magnanimity throughout the world.
　If we reward this admirable man, I'm sure your father's dignity will be known throughout the world.

"Ha-ha!　I can see Princess Sun struggling to make ends meet!
'Don't laugh at me, Lord Krim. And I'm sorry, Lord Magnus, but can you go along with the conversation?　Of course, you can basically leave me in charge during your audience.
I will. Good luck.

　After such a light discussion, Lord Krim and the others were made to relax in the anteroom, and finally Lord Magnus and I went to an audience with our father.
　A middle-aged man sitting on an embarrassingly high platform, covered in white powder and sticky with lipstick - this is my father.
　But my sycophantic maneuvering worked and he was in a good mood from the start today.

'My daughter. It was a great relief for me, a great relief for us, the Kaklal region.
Thank you, Father. But I'm sure it's all thanks to your education.
'Ho-ho-ho. I know, I know, I know.
Yes, Father. I would therefore like to ask for your advice on this Magnus, who stands behind me. It would be no exaggeration to say that it would be an achievement of your father if he brought back greater results from the ruins with the permit bearing your name on it.
Ho-ho-ho. Is it or is it not?

　My argument is too cryptic, but this foolish father can't even distinguish between the two, and he's happy to lift it up for now.
　The ministers had already made their way around, so they listened with a clear face.
　The permit is issued without a hitch and I can keep my promise to Lord Magnus.

　And just when I thought it would be the right time.

"Wait, Your Majesty!

　An objection was raised from the youngest of the chief ministers present.
　I glanced back at him with a start.

　He was a young nobleman by the name of Murat.
　He was the closest in age to me among my many potential sons-in-law.
　He is also the man who is expected to replace the late Tahar as general of the First Legion (and was probably the one who inspired your father to kick Tahar's body).

"The granting of a license with Your Majesty's great name on it to a stinking wizard such as this is unthinkable!　I don't know for what ungodly purpose it will be misused!
Mmm.
'Wait, Murat!　I can assure you that Lord Magnus is a trustworthy man, this Farah!
Did you not hear me, Your Majesty?　As you can see, this insolent wizard has already seduced the princess. What a scoundrel!　What evil!　If you leave a man like this unattended, he will surely be the scourge of our country!
Mmm-hmm.

　Father's eyes were wandering around at a level of behavior that was no longer suspicious.
　I could see that your father's mind was wavering between me and Murat's arguments.

　Murat!
　What do you think you're doing by slandering Lord Magnus?
　What good would it do you if it did?

　I suppressed a yell and glared at the young nobleman's languid face.
　In fact, the ministers in attendance seemed surprised that they couldn't read Murat's intentions.
　As it turned out, Murat, one of my prospective son-in-law, distorted his form and accused him.

'The triumphant soldiers have said so!　I've often seen this stinking wizard and His Highness Farah talking to each other in a very cordial manner!

　It was the ugliest form of a jealous man in the world.

'Stupid....'

　There was no such thing as truth or frivolity between me and Lord Magnus.
　I'm sure they were just enjoying the innocent gossip that Lord Magnus was a lifesaver and hero to the soldiers, and that if he fell in love with me, a princess, we would be a suitable couple.

　Did this Murat really take that to heart?
　Was he so jealous that he was blinded to reality?
　No, even if that was the reality, would that be a good reason to condemn the innocent Lord Magnus!

　Moreover, how troublesome it was.
　Among the chief ministers in attendance, there were a number of people who took Murat's confession to heart and turned hostile eyes on Lord Magnus.
　There are too many potential sons-in-law of mine in this crowd!

Father!　What Murat says is an accusation that has no basis in fact!
'No, Your Majesty!　Did a vassal ever speak such delusional words to His Majesty?　More than anything else, His Majesty knows that the vassals have always served His Majesty with all sincerity and sincerity!
That's right. That's right. Murat has always given me excellent advice on behalf of myself.

　It's probably a false accusation of sycophancy in your ears or a false accusation to kick your political opponents to the curb!
　I almost shouted at him and guffawed at him.
　Slander aside, trying to manipulate your father with sycophancy is a two-way street. I don't have the right to blame Murat.
　But ... but... but.
　This is all your father's fault.
　I'm sure you're aware of the fact that your father has thrown away all those who are truly loyal to him, and that's why this court is in such a mess.
　It has fallen into an exiled government where the government of tomorrow will be decided by sycophantic battles.
　My Alabama is slipping away by the day.
　It doesn't matter how much I care for my country!　Because of the stupidity of a single emperor!

I've been thinking about this for a while now. I, too, have always thought of this wizard as a shady one. No matter how much Farah insisted, I had no intention of giving you a license.
'Your Majesty!　This Murat, I am in awe!　There was no need for a vassal's foolishness.
Good, good. It is a sign of Murat's loyalty. Clear.

　...As long as this foolish father is here no matter how hard I try I will finish Alavana... ...!
　No matter how long or how far I went, I was painfully aware of that.
　My whole body trembled with anger.
　Then I'd better take your father by my hand--

Don't be so quick to judge.

　Lord Magnus's words brought me back to myself with a huff.
　It was a whisper that would hardly be heard around me, but it firmly seeped into my ears.
　Thanks to that, I was able to discourage myself.

　But on the other hand, I couldn't fulfill my promise to Lord Magnus if I didn't. I would never be able to get the permit. I will not be able to meet with Lord Magnus. A man incompetent in his own right is guilty of that.

Can't you hear me, Your Highness?

　Lord Magnus said in a tone of voice that seemed to admonish me, which was filled with shameful thoughts, that there was no need for me to suffer.
　I did as I was told and listened carefully.
　Then I heard it.

'Pour on!　An order, that is!

　I heard the sound of footsteps and shouting as the Kingsguard, with a different complexion, rushed to the audience chamber, gasping for breath.

''What's going on, it's so loud!
'Yes, Master Murat!　We have a serious problem!
I tell you what, you know what?
Mmmmmmmmmmmm--

　The Kingsguard was choked up.
　That's how upset he was that something so outrageous had happened.
　The Kingsguard, who had all eyes on the place, cried out in a half-hearted manner.

''It's a conspiracy, your majesty!

"[W]hat the hell?
Your Majesty, I fear that many soldiers are coming to murder your father.
"Yeah, that's stupid!
'What are the Kingsguard doing?
Most of his guards are complicit in the rebellion, sir!　Therefore, as if in a no-man's land, I am marching toward the audience chamber!
What the hell is going on?
Why does a loyal kinsman defy the Lord of the Empire to serve His Majesty, the Lord of the Empire?
"Who is the mastermind of the rebellion?
Your Highness!
"...what?
The mastermind of the rebellion is His Royal Highness Prince Heydar!

　The audience room fell silent at the report, which was no longer screaming.
　I didn't understand.
　I'm sure everyone else did, too.
　This is nothing compared to the questions I had with Murat. What in the world could your brother benefit from such a move?　Even if he is the lowest in the order of succession to the imperial throne, the first-ranked brother!

　I was already so confused, I had lost my voice.
　Everyone else had lost it too.
　Only one person in the midst of all this - Lord Magnus - threw a stone with his cheerful voice.

''Your Majesty, Emperor. How do you intend to do this?

　So your father came to himself.

"I don't want to die!　Let's bring that fool to justice!

　He peeled back his eyes and commanded in a screeching voice, but there was no subject to respond.
　That would be true. How in the world are we supposed to stop them when most of the kinsmen you ask for are said to be following your brother?

Murat!
Ouch! I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I have a sudden stomachache. I had a heart attack!
'Murat!　You perverts!　Yeah, cut!　Let's cut it down!
Well, please don't do that, Your Majesty....

　When Father finally realized this fact and Murat was pulled up, crying out, it was already too late.

''Ahhhh........what shall I do.......''
Make up your mind. If you are the Emperor, you will not be able to survive, and we will not tolerate traitors.

　Lord Magnus said to his father.
　He was smiling like an exotic demon, as if he had inspired a human to take his soul.
　But the foolish father took no notice.

''Nah, then, if I am no longer the emperor, won't Haydar miss it too!
Hmm. There is a great possibility of that. Your Majesty is indeed a man of wisdom. I wouldn't have the audacity to come up with such a plan on my own.
I know, I know!　Then I will cease to be emperor!

　Knowing that his life was about to be saved, Father smiled a big smile on his face.
　With that face, he started to say.

'Farah!　You will be the next emperor!　I'll take care of Haydar!　

　Lord Magnus clapped me on the shoulder and said.

'Congratulations on being crowned, your new Empress.

　A strange voice came out of my mouth.



'..........What?



　I've never been born with such a dumb voice, I've never let it out.
　And I will never let it out again in my lifetime.
　That's how shocked I was, bad!

　I was numb and blank, and gradually the color of understanding began to creep into my mind.
　I still couldn't quite recover from the confusion, but I did come up with one thing to do first.
　Lord Magnus pointed to the platform and taught me a lesson.
　I raised my voice.

'First(ish) Emperor(ish), get His Majesty to safety!　Take me to the West Tower!

　This is the precious prison for the Emperor's own use.
　My father will be tamed for the rest of his life.

But wait, Fara!　That doesn't make a difference--
Hurry!　Before the insurgents get here!　It is the new emperor's decree!
Hey!　Who will help me, oh my God!

　Your father's pitiful screams faded into the distance.