So if you can't look down on your sister, it's all over.

　The morning after dawn. Light and I were in the carriage, having a strategy meeting on the way to the imperial capital, Marmela.

　I felt inferior to my brilliant sister and lonely, abandoned by my father. In order to get over this, I felt that I had to surpass my sister first.

　If you've been compared to your sister and abandoned, then you can reverse the position of your sister. That way, you can kill two birds with one stone.

Seven, you're still an idiot, aren't you? It's not going to work out that way.
'Whoa, what. Is Melson Marvel that strong?
............

　When I said this, Wright ran a hand over his forehead and wrinkled his brow in disgust.

'Let me explain for Seven, whose muscles are packed to the inside of her head. Listen, your sister is the next Emperor. Do you understand?　There's no point in beating your sister by force.
I see.

　So what do you want to win with?

　Smartness?　A good mouth?　Action?　Socializing?

　I don't know what's going on in any of them.

Hey, come up with something.
I've already put out ....... I've put it out there so many times over the years, I've been sick of it.

　Wright said irritably, and then gave a deep sigh.

　The past tense of having already put it out, a bit of a tricky way of saying it. That would mean you've given up and haven't put out much of an idea lately.

Okay. Well, look for the difference between before and now.
Huh?

　It's just like a fixed mark. The situation changes from time to time. It needs to be updated frequently.

".......
Hmm?
Hm!

　Light points at me and buzzes.

　Oh!　It's me. Me. I'm the difference between us.


You know. You got to make me work for you.

　Then there's no reason not to make use of it.

　I point to myself and appeal to him, saying, "Look, look, there's such a good piece down here!

　Light stared at me with jittery eyes, then closed his eyelids, took a breath of huff and opened his mouth.

'Reckless. Your sister has a man named Nato Shaman, who is both a general and a Knight Commander of the Imperial Kinsman Guard. We can't compete with Seven.
Then why don't you embrace someone more powerful than that Nato Shaman?
There's only one man above that one. Vizier Cigarone Erebuni: ...... but that one.
Who is he?
'He's terribly bigoted. Superbly brilliant, but it's not an exaggeration to say that he's been spoiled by his character.

　What?　Are you spoiled by the Prime Minister (・・・・・・)?

'Then what. If you were of good character, you would have become emperor without being a blood relative?
That's what I've been told. I've heard that too, for sure.

　...... Awesome. Enough for this whiplash prince to admit it. He must be so good and have such a terrible personality.

　I suddenly feel like meeting him.

"So even if you can't go to the point of embracing him, you can at least go to get him to like you?
Idiot. You've never met Seven, have you?　So I can say that.

　It's that bad: .......

'But, Wright. I've got one card to play.
Cards?
I received the original with a letter from the 5th Platoon commander. This is the 'Mask of Fear' that was dropped by the Grease Dungeon boss's subspecies, the Masked Shalekobe. According to the captain, the prime minister has wanted this for a long time.

　No. Was the assignment, "Go do some research"?　It's a little hard to remember, but whatever.

'Oh, that soldier guy. It's petty to get under Seven's skin now. Is he a visionary, or is he a foolish idiot: ...... Is this another country thing?
What?
'It's nothing. Just a good job for a brainy Seven. That card will be huge.

　Well, it's a compliment. I think this will make Prime Minister Cigarone give me more respect.

　And since I'm in the service of the prince, he started to think that the prince is not so bad, so he went to .......


...... is a bit of a roundabout way to go.
Huh?


　I'm not quite convinced.

　Winfiled had said a month. If that was the case, there had to be something more dramatic, not such a far-fetched approach.

'Is this Nato Shaman or some other general that good in the first place?
''Well, I think he's inferior to the Prime Minister, but he's the number one young talent. Probably the strongest of all the knights. The Prime Minister is in charge of the political strategy of the empire, while the General is in charge of strategy. He has worked with your father on strategy, actually commanded on the battlefield, watched the training of knights and soldiers, and performed his job as a Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with his sister. He's a dexterous man.
Oh, yeah?　You're so talented.
'I'm telling you it is. You're no match for me.
I'm not so sure about that.
Is ......?

　Hearing that story, I thought I saw a way to make it work.

　Strategy, command, training, and proximity. I see, at first glance it looks dexterous, but this is .......


''Make me a Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with you. It's only temporary.
......, well, let's take care of that in a billion ways.
I'll take care of it!
'I'm worried!　What do you think you're doing?!

　I say confidently and Wright shouts with his head in his hands.

　Well, well, let's just leave it to him, he says.

　The point is, we just need to convince the majority of people that this one's 'Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with Prince' Seven is 'better' than that one's 'Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with Princess' Nato Shaman'.

　I've done it to death.

Good or not, it's purely--

　You're the number one youngster.
　They're number one in the world.

"No one is as strong as I am...






　The carriage entered the imperial capital of Marmela and was stopped by the guards as it approached the gates of the Marbel Imperial Castle.

　"It's a needle inspection. It seems that the empire is a perfect countermeasure against wraiths, and it seems that even the prince has to submit to this inspection when he enters the imperial castle.

　It's a bit of a crappy idea. Probably none of them have ever left before. That guard's unwillingness to do anything, "I'm just doing a formality," was plain to see.

'Oh?　Who are you?
Seven of the Kingsguard with the Prince.
Oh, my goodness, I beg your pardon!

　I had changed into the mithril armor equipment of the Yukari mark in the carriage, and my appearance was a little different from the other kinsmen knights around me. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more information on this topic. It seems that a Kingsguard Knight is a fairly high status occupation in the Empire.

　My inspection seems to be done by this slightly out of the loop sports shaved man.

''The name is...''
Ha. I'm Joe.
'Well, Joe. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.
............ haha.

　I take Joe's hand and shake it.

　And then, easily - I invoked the 《Brainwashing Magic》.

　Absolute obedience. From now on, Joe will follow any order I give him.

　It's a bit of a pity, but I'll treat it as respectfully as possible and finally release the brainwashing. The only thing left to do is to go to ...... and take him out for a nice meal.

That's it.
Yes, sir.

　Secretly, I hand him the blood glue I had prepared.

　Joe does as I ordered, first stabbing his own arm while leaning towards me to display "1" damage. Next, he dabs the blood glue on my arm, making it appear as if he had stabbed me in the arm.

　The feeling I had practiced a few times when I was at home was that if he was observing me closely and carefully, he might find out, but he was of the opinion that there was no way he would find out if he was just watching me from a distance.

'No problem, thank you very much.

　As a result, the inspection is completed without a hitch.

　They put a bracelet on me to indicate that the inspection is complete, and I walk through the gate.


Good.

　We've infiltrated the Imperial castle!

　Brainwashing magic, she's as foul as ever. This is the fourth time I've used brainwashing, which is the maximum number of times I expected to use it. I feel like I could use it again, but let's not go to ....... I don't want to use it again, but I don't want to use .

　So, what should we do now?

　I'd like to meet the Prime Minister and give him the Mask of Fear first, but I might not be bothered if I go there without an appointment.

"Hey, Light. "Hey, Light, make an appointment with the Prime Minister.
Who do you think you are, for real? I'm the prince.

　Light opens his mouth with a sigh as he turns his zitty eyes on me.

'First of all, we have an audience. Seven will follow me. I will inform your father about this match-up. And I will tell him about the Laska Promenade. I will also make a proposal regarding your appointment as Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with the Prince. The Prime Minister will be present at the audience. Afterwards, I will call out to him as he is leaving the audience chamber. You do the rest well.
'Wait. Wouldn't it be more beneficial to put the grease dungeon through to the Prime Minister first?
You have a point, but there's no time. Hmm... ...... Tell me in the form of a report during your audience.
Okay.

　Apparently, they don't have time to relax. It seems that as soon as he arrives, his audience will begin.

　As far as not being given time to change clothes, it's clear that the prince is being neglected by the emperor.

　As I walked with Light through the castle, which was somehow dim and dignified compared to the royal castle of the Castal Kingdom, a tremendously magnificent door appeared in front of me.

　Although it is inferior to the ridiculousness of the Wind Cloud Second Castle (temporary) that is being built in the middle of our Firth Test site, it is still large enough to be admired.

''Oh.''

　As we stood in front of the door, it began to slowly open with a heavy gurgling sound.

　Now, it's been a long time. For the first time since Mövius Online, I'm meeting Emperor Gordo Marvel.

　The Marvel Empire has changed a lot in my mind since I came to this world, but what about the ...... Emperor?

　I walked out as the knight led me out, and stopped when I had advanced for a while.


''-- Raise your face.''

　The man leaning on the throne said. It was a powerful voice.

'Good, lift it up.'

　At the second voice, me and Wright look up.

　A beautiful man in his late thirties or so, with long legs, a well-built body, and dull hair. His eyes are full of confidence. Gordo Marvel, come to think of it, he looked like this.

　There were only two people around the emperor, a short old man and a young woman wearing a robe with a distinctive sovage hair. Who could that be? The woman, like she has a sense of deja vu ...... No, it can't be.


'O Wright, how was the matchmaking?'

　The emperor suddenly cuts to the chase without a word of greeting. It's as if he's not expecting anything from the prince.

''Yes, sir. It was a trap set up by your sister's supporters.
"Law.

　But Wright's stagnant manner of speaking seemed to interest the Emperor a little.

''You were the one who oversaw it?''
...... No, your aunt.
What?

　Your aunt, that is, Gloria. The emperor raises one eyebrow and twitches his head at the unexpected appearance of the name. Of course it is. Why Gloria, even I wonder.

''The head of the family, Laska Promenade, is a rogue nobleman. We've already searched the house and found evidence of his guilt. And my daughter is completely innocent. Your aunt was there to save the daughter of the Promenade family.

　Wright assures us. It seems that he had the proof before I knew it. So, when I was diligently running around the grease dungeon, Light was working hard too.

　Hearing Light's words, the emperor showed a pretense of thinking for a while before opening his mouth.

I don't know what that sister-in-law is doing. I have no idea what my sister-in-law is doing. But that's why it's so understandable.
Bye!
I'll admit it. Light, what would you like to see as a reward?
...... .......

　He thought that he would be praised ...... for it. Wright's face lit up in anticipation, and then quickly dissipated.

　The emperor didn't even say "well done" and was about to end with a perfunctory reward.

　He expects nothing less from his own father, and if he takes credit for something, he does it again. Oh, come on, it's going to be distorted.


"...... I picked something up at...
"Law.

　When Wright regained his composure and uttered that, he turned to me.

"This is a knight that even your aunt acknowledges your strength. I would like to have him as my knight in chief of my Kingsguard.
Do what you want.

　The emperor answered immediately.

　Not interested, it says on his face. He doesn't even look at me.

　Well, it looks like I'll be able to get through the first gate easily thanks to ......


"Your Majesty, it's unwise to place a stranger in the post of Knight Commander of the Kingsguard with the Prince. The man's manner shows no culture. It's possible that he never studied at the knight's school and never took an examination.　You seem to have some skill in your hands, but being a Knight Commander of the Kingsguard is not a job that can be served by sword skills alone. At the very least, there is a need for confirmation. Please don't let me point out all these ridiculous things to you. Oh no, I just nodded to your highness' selfishness, you are a perfectly good parent.


　Suddenly, a man started talking in a sharp tone. He was an angry man of about six-six inches tall, small, overweight, receding at the hairline, in his late forties, with an angry look on his face.

　He said it sarcastically, even though he was dealing with the Emperor. But what he is saying is disgustingly correct.


　...... There's no doubt about it. I'm sure of it. This is the finest man in the Empire, Cigarone Erebuni, the vizier.


"Shut up, Signor. But you're right. You may be right, but I think you're right.
Do you want me to do it?
Is it too much trouble?
That's it!
Then you can do better.
"Your Majesty is a shrewd man, isn't she?

　Cigarone seems to love sarcasm.

　The emperor, perhaps aware of Cigarone's character, laughed at him and forced him to do his job. So it's the law of the tongue.

　But this is a surprisingly good trend. I'm probably going to be facing Cigarone after this, so I'll be able to talk to him about the grease dungeon. If I tell her about the grease dungeon, there is a chance that she will recognize me as a Knight Commander of the Kingsguard.

''Our audience is now over.

　We haven't even heard the details about the Promenade family's case yet, but the emperor just clapped his hands to say that the conversation was over and cut it off. With that one word, the audience ended in the blink of an eye. In the end, the Sovage woman didn't speak a single word.

　Indeed, this is terrible. The emperor doesn't have an ear for Wright's words. Perhaps the reason for rounding up is not "I'm done talking" but a level of "I don't even want to see your face", and he's clearly treating Light in a cold way.

　Could it be that the jealousy of the example is affecting him? If so, it's outstandingly creepy.


'Come to my room when you're done.'

　Light said only that and left with another kinsman knight.

　Eh, I'm alone?　I mean, I don't know about the prince's room or anything like that. If I wasn't acknowledged by the Knight Commander of the Kingsguard in the first place, I wouldn't even be able to go to the Prince's room .......

　As I was standing there wondering what to do, Cigarone, who had been approaching at some point, spoke to me.

'Don't just stand there, come on now. Don't waste your time. If you want to be made unpaid, you can stay like that forever, but in that case, Kisama would not only be unpaid, he would be unemployed. Well, I'll let you work for no pay. Wouldn't that be nice?　Thank you. Hey, what's the point of being dumb at this point in time? Can't you understand that shitty situation of Kisama with your shitty head?　That's right, too, because Kisama is a shitty human being. Oh screw it, don't think about it, don't even think about it. Kirikiri walk and follow me.


　...... mouth, bad!

　Just when I thought he started talking, the swear words came out like a machine gun.

　Cigarone, it seems that earlier he was holding back on swearing because he had an emperor.

　This is certainly true, he might be disqualified from being a candidate for the emperor for having a difficult personality.

Where are you going?
You don't need to know. I don't want you to know. I don't want you to know. Don't waste my time. You're a turd anyway, so just be a turd and follow me.

　I asked a few questions and got many times more curses.

　While I was saying this, Cigarone walked off at a faster and faster pace. I said, "Is this guy really that good? I followed, tilting my head to the side.