Afternoon.
　Leaving the house to Yukari, me and Winfiled and me niked to Seven Stay-O and headed to the Royal School of Magic. It was for the purpose of visiting the second prince, Mine.

''Hey, why didn't you make an appointment?''

　I couldn't help but ask him about it on the way. Surprisingly, there was no appointment for this visit. I didn't know why, even though I was going to visit the prince. I didn't understand why.

It's an appeal that says, "Zipangu is better than the Kingdom of Castal. "Zipangu is better than the Kingdom of Castal.
Uh, .......

　I haven't heard of a Zipangu or anything like that in a long time!　Well, there was such a setup.

　I'm surprised this guy has such an accurate grasp of such a small amount of information that the parties involved have forgotten about it. It's hard to believe it's only been a day since he was summoned. I'm sure Silvia told me about it yesterday, but she must be very good at getting information out of him. If you don't always absorb all the necessary information at the highest efficiency, this won't happen. It's like a walking RTA.

I'm impressed, but I think we've reached this place.
Oh. You're here.

　I'm used to this guy being an esper.

　We didn't get off the Seven Stay O, but instead ran straight into the school gates.

''Kyah!'' Master Second? Shit! Why?

　There are screams ...... or rather yellow voices coming from all over the place. It's mainly the schoolgirls who look excited and squeal, and no one gives a hoot that they're riding in on their horses.

'Are you there?'

　I couldn't help it, so I circled around in the schoolyard and asked, "Is Mine there? I kept calling out to them repeatedly.

　Then some students, who must have noticed that I was looking for Mine, ran as fast as they could towards the school building.

　...... A few minutes later, Mine came running over to me with a change in blood.

''Second-san!　What are you doing?!
We don't have room for the horses.
That doesn't mean you can't get in!

　It's been a long time since I've seen you and you're a good tweener. I'm glad.

'Look, is there somewhere we can talk in peace?　Also, I need to do something about my horse.
Drop, eh, horse, eh?　Hey, it's too soon!　Stay there and be quiet!
Come on!
'Oh, for God's sake!　I thought I hadn't seen you in a while!　Aah!

　Mine let out a pitiful voice and walked back to the school building with his head in his hands. A few seconds later, a maid with the second prince arrived at Mine's direction and led her to the stables.

''We are currently arranging for a sarong. Please wait a moment.''

　How polite you are, you even bow and say such things. Unlike our maids, you're very calm. Is this the first class?

　By the way, I didn't understand the meaning of the salon, so I asked Winfiled. It seems to be something like a common room. As expected of an encyclopedic spirit.


Second-san!　It's outrageous!　I don't have an appointment, I'm going to ride in like a horse and then run around the schoolyard!

　We moved on for a while, and as soon as we arrived at the salon, I was abused by the crown mines.

　I apologize appropriately, "Sorry, sorry," and thrust forward with my right hand in goo.

Ah ............ already.

　After a little hesitation, Mine does the same and thrusts out a fist and knocks it into my fist. ''Eheheh,'' he says, his somewhat happy smile still looking like a girl. But it's the prince.

'Hey, how's it going over there?　And I don't see Sylvia and Eco, either: ......

　Mein, who is in a completely good mood, turns his gaze to Winfiled and says.

'This is my warlord. His name is Winfiled.
Nice to meet you.
Oh, yes. Best regards, eh, Strategist?

　The second prince's eyes glaze over at the word "military strategist". I'm sure he's more knowledgeable in that field than I am, a former netherworlder.

"Good riddance, please, sir.

　Winfild said, and Mein turned his attention to the maid who was waiting for him. The maid shook her head, "I can't allow it.

　Hmmm, I'm in trouble. If Winfiled felt that he needed to pay people off, he really needed to. I really can't let this maid talk to me.

　...... Oh, yes.

"Brainwashing?

　I asked him in a whisper, because I wanted to try the brainwashing magic I'd just learned. Then Winfiled said one word: "No". He continued to tell me why.

'Perhaps there is a limit to the number of times the brainwashing spell can be performed. By my estimation, it's only four times.
............ Seriously?

　Counting limits?　Four times?　Why is it such a halfway point?

"Twice for the master and once for Phillip, Chairman of the Board of Trade of Maurice. Once for me, so that I wouldn't have to tell him how to learn, and once for myself. He used it once more, and then he got his eye on the Prime Minister, who then took the whole house down. Four times in total, I think.

　The Dukes of Aisheen were demolished on the charge of treason. But that was the ostensible reason. The real reason was a conspiracy by the vizier who was aware of and feared the existence of brainwashing magic. I knew that too.

　In the previous Mevion, Prime Minister Val Moreau obtained the Brainwashing Magic and brainwashed King Castal's Bawel to make him a subordinate state to the Marvel Empire, but somehow, thanks to the player's success, the Prime Minister was overthrown and the king's brainwashing was released and the story was supposed to be over and done with! It's a bit of an off-the-wall MMORPG.

　However, in this world, there are no signs that the king has been brainwashed so far. The Brainwashing Magic was taken away from her and never made it into the hands of the Prime Minister. This could be attributed to the prudence of Lady Lucia. She was cautious enough to emphasize the importance of succession by using brainwashing twice within a small usage limit, in order to accept slaves who rebel against their masters and become abnormally good people who can see through the brainwashing and solve it, and to be inherited.

'Is it possible that she was too cautious ......?

　The female duke showed him four times to use it without even a hint. She left the information to her successor that she could definitely use it four times. But I can't help but think. What if it wasn't "four times" but "only four times"?　What if there really wasn't a limit on the number of times you could do this?

Then you're in luck. But you might be safe in the fourth inning. That's a golden opportunity.

　It's a bogus argument. This world is not like a game, you can't start over. It's no use trying to figure out how many times you can use it. When I let out a sigh of indescribable frustration, he even followed up by saying, "I totally understand how you feel. This genie is a good genie.

Well, well. Well, I guess we'll just have to get on with it.

　It's okay. Me and Mine shifted in a gulp. The maid also showed a slightly puzzled look on her face.

''Well, ah, let's start with Second-san's wishes. Second-san wants Prince Mein to inherit the throne.
Ha, ha.
But we need the First Prince, the First Queen and the Prime Minister to do it. So I'm going to hunt them down.
Huh?

　The sudden bombshell startled Mine by floating her ass. The maid's eyes were glazed over.

'But hey, it's not enough to just bust that interfering trio, is it?
Yeah. Maybe the people won't be happy about it. I think the first prince faction will join the imperial agents in making a scene.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!　What the hell are you talking about!　What do you mean?!

　Mine didn't seem to be able to keep up with our understanding and asked us to explain. At that point, the maid was covering her ears with her hands. She seemed to understand that she wasn't supposed to hear what she was talking about, but she wasn't going to leave out of spite.

'I'm talking about you. I'm wondering how I'm going to get Mein to make a job offer as the new king.
Me?　The king?　Not your brother?
Yeah. You don't like it either, do you?　If he's the king, this country is f*cked, probably.
...... Well, I hate that. But I don't want to be the king.
You still have a lot of trepidation. Make up your mind whether you want to be or not.
I wish I could. But you're my brother.
But you ain't got a loofah. You want to be the king?
............ uh-huh.
You said it. A prince never says two words.
Yes.
Are you sure?
'Don't worry, I mean it. I just don't have ...... confidence.
Well, you'll be fine. It's a confidence thing that happens later.
Haha, you're still the same.

　All right, we've taken our picks. Now it's time to get to the bottom of it.

　Glancing at Winfiled, she opened her mouth with a grin.

"Three moves," she said. I'll explain the first one first, okay?

　He holds up three fingers and starts talking about the mission. Whatever, Winfiled seems to be the type to hold up his middle finger, index finger and thumb. By the way, I'm the middle finger ring finger little finger type. I don't know why I don't feel comfortable unless I break off my thumb first.

"The suppression of the righteous bandit R6 in the King's capital, Vinston, was supposed to have been handed down in exchange for the head of the master Reemsma, but after his execution, he ignored his promise and continued. That official document must exist somewhere.
I've heard that story before. It's a rare occasion when the First Order goes out to suppress a rebel group. And this was after the treaty was signed?
'Yes. The righteous bandits, especially the R6, were gaining popular support. This was a hindrance to their policy of compromise with the Empire to induce the populace.
Does that mean you crushed it?　Was it your brother?
No. The Prime Minister is guiding the First Prince. The Prime Minister is an Imperial man.
Yeah?

　Oh, I didn't know that. It was already becoming something of a common knowledge in my mind, but it's certainly information that only someone who knows Mevion or a genius like Winfiled could know.

'Halfway through the suppression of the righteous bandits, R6 and the Second Third Order signed a ceasefire agreement. Obtaining and disclosing the official documents from that time would increase the criticism of the First Order.

　Well, that's a good strategy. But there's one thing that bothers me. I opened my mouth for Mine, who was still surprised.

'What if it's available and it's been tampered with?
That's the second strategy. At the same time, if we can get the originals and present them along with the fact that they've been tampered with, we'll get even more criticism.

　Ummm easy to say. That would be fine if you could get it, but its hard to get it. And it's my job to get the original anyway, right: ......?

Yeah, you're right.

　There you go.

Wait. What if the documents and the original have been erased?

　A revived Mine asks a question. Oh, sure.

'You can't pretend it never happened. If it had been erased, it would have been an admission of guilt.
I see. But the damage will be weaker than if the operation had succeeded, right?
Exactly. So that's what I thought would happen, the third strategy.

　I suddenly realize. Mine, come to think of it, this guy is smart too. Somehow alienated.

'We'll find the living witnesses, bring them in, and have them make a big case in front of the people.

　You're a survivor of the living witness ......R6, i.e., a fellow Cubero.

'Eh ...... if you do that,'
Yeah. I think this person is a dead man. An agent or a first prince.

　Wow, I know what I'm talking about.

"Bait and switch.
Yeah.

　Winfiled said with a kerfuffle. Mine's face turned blue.

''Second-san, if you're an escort, you're probably the safest person in the world. If he falls for it, of course he will return the favor, and the First Prince's group will be much worse off.

　I don't feel bad about the praise. But once again, you make it sound so easy.

With these three strategies, the first prince group will be driven into a tailspin. We'll announce the rest of the plan as soon as it works.

　Winfiled smiles. I feel like he's saying, "It's going to work out.

　...... Alright, let's do it, shall we?

"So what's my first move?
First, I need to get into the palace.

　They both stared at Mine. Mine replied with a slightly reluctant look on his face.

'I don't think you can get in just because you're friendly with me ...... hmmm, what should I do?'

　I need to make up some reason. And with that much thought, I turned to Winfiled. There was no way this guy wasn't thinking of a reason.

'Huh, that's easy. It's about time, isn't it~

　Winfiled seems to be in a good mood, swaying his body from side to side and saying, "I wonder if we're there yet! What does that mean?　What are you waiting for?

　-- and the next moment.


'Hmm, oh. Lord Second. I didn't know you were really here.
Sendo. Hey!

　Silvia and Eco were the ones who opened the door of the salon and walked in.

'Oh, Silvia-san. Eco-san. It's been a long time.
Hi.
'Ah, Prince Mine. It's been a long time. I'm sorry for the inconvenience the Second Lord has caused you. I apologize on his behalf.
'Stop it, it's embarrassing. You're not my Kachan.
It's just like the Second Lord that he doesn't think it's his fault for causing trouble in the first place, isn't it?
Hey,

　Suddenly, the crowd is buzzing. Mine is smiling happily too.

　...... No, no, no, no.

''Hey, Winfiled. You've already thought of a reason to infiltrate the Royal Palace, haven't you?
Yes. Have you got it, Sylvia?
'Of course. This is Principal Paula's letter of recommendation, and this is the signature of 230 students.
What about ............?

　Recommendation?　Signed?

The Court Martial Arts Division.

　Winfiled mutters, and Mein gives a huff.

'Right!　I can be flexible with the First Court Magical Division in my faction. You can use that to your advantage: ......
I think I'm going to have an extra instructor.
Winner of the 51st Magic Competition. The record holder for the fastest adventurer in the kingdom to reach Adventurer Rank A. Single-handedly conquering the Prolin dungeon team. In addition, he received a letter of recommendation from the principal of the Royal School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as well as the recommendations of 230 students. If it were me, I'd have a hard time turning them down.
Still, the interfering trio will probably disagree. If the king doesn't agree with me, I'll have a second look at ......

　No, wait, there are too many things I don't understand. Um, where do I start: ......

How can the principal recommend me?
Paula Memento is good friends with the Second Queen Huron. Naturally, he's a Second Prince.

　The Second Queen of Huron. Mine's mother. I see, that's why there aren't many guards for Mein in the school of magic. But for that, I feel that Mine's reputation on campus is too bad. I'm sure there are more than a few Klaus people as well. Wow, it's complicated.

'So what's the student signature then?
There is an organization. A huge organization.
That's what you said this morning?
You'd better not know about .......

　Sylvia shook her head with a compassionate expression. What's that? On the contrary, I'm curious.

''I mean, why are you an instructor? It's just a member of the group.''
It's easier to move around when you have the power to do so.
No, well, I'm sure you do.
Mr. Second.
Huh?
Let's get in. Let's get on with it. I'll be a teacher-at-large.
............

　It must have been a hassle, because Winfiled pushes wildly. You're weak when you're asked to be that rough. You'll want to nod your head in a groove.


　...... Thus, for some reason, I was recommended as a special temporary instructor for the First Court Magic Division. I'm sure you'll be able to get an audience as early as tomorrow. It's just that it's a very quick and easy process.


　Well, that doesn't matter anymore.

　The meeting with Mein was over, and we were on our way home at nightfall. I told the three of them to go home ahead of me, so I sneaked off to the pharmacy. I looked for it and couldn't find it, but eventually I asked the clerk and finally found Kondo-san and bought it immediately. Kondo-san in this world was a modified version of a fish-shaped demon floating bag. By the way, it was from Vanilla Lake, which is right in front of our house.

　I ate my dinner with the floating bag in my hand, and took a long bath in a fluffy mood without drinking any dinner, just to be sure, and visited Yukari's room, skipping about in a state of buoyancy.

　Now, the time of the decisive battle--.