Chapter 134: 134
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Try to put it into words and feel it again.
This situation is strange, obviously not satisfactory.
That was the revolution that took place in the empire, the discomfort I noticed before that, because it was Meer who was crushing the way the country leaned, because Ludwig was explaining it one by one in disgust.
What we have seen in the Kingdom of Lemno is completely different from what was once the place of the Tiermoon Empire.
Nonetheless, the cause of the civil unrest is very similar, as is the flow that followed.
Rudolfon's Tubor and Chancellor Dasaev Donovan.
Civil unrest ensues when nobility, an ally of the people, is harmed. And both, it is the Kingdom of Sankland that saves the people suffering from oppression.
In two places with completely different conditions...... is such a coincidence possible?
- Absolutely not.
Doesn't this make it as if someone is trying to tailor the Kingdom of Sankland to a just executor?
Someone..., God of Destiny, or another brutal demon...,
"Sounds like a cunning plan..."
Think that far, Meer realizes.
- Oh? But this..., how can I explain it?
Yes, everything presupposes Meer's prior life knowledge. Meer doesn't have the art of explaining her discomfort.
- Duh, duh, what do I do!?
He was in a hurry Meer, but right around the corner, an unexpected person raised his voice of convincing.
"A cunning plot...... Well, what if His Royal Highness considers this rebellion to be some sort of rape plot? It's a rebellion to divide our country, and it's 'silly' to be danced by the thoughts of that person and bleed among our fellow countrymen... so that's what His Royal Highness wants to say?
Bernardo, unlike earlier signs of swordswallowing, was turning an intriguing gaze to Meer.
"Ha...?
"That's Her Royal Highness Princess Meer. Did you still notice?"
"That's just great, Mia!
Pokan, and Meer, who opens her mouth, are annoyed with admiration by Ludwig and Anne's two loyal ministers.
Only Dion put his arms around him and watched him make it...
"Does that mean that if that's what happened to Prince Zion trying to stop Prince Abel by putting his body up?
Bernardo turns his gaze toward Theon. Scion shook his head slowly,
"No, I..."
- So, what are you trying to deny, stupid honesty, even though it's going to subside round!?
Meer panicked and blocked Zion's mouth.
As for Scion, I fought because I had something I couldn't give away, and the person I fought, Abel, was also supposed to..., I opened my mouth thinking a lot about leaving it misunderstood, like being rude to Abel too... blah blah blah blah, I know that. It's not this Meer.
After blocking his mouth, he manages to assemble the logic that convinces Scion.
At this time, Meer's brain spin was the fastest ever.
"Okay, if you want to be more accurate, you're half right."
"Half?"
Bernardo looks suspicious. Meer ears quickly at Scion, who also tilts his neck.
"You were here to protect me, so if my purpose is to solve that cunning ploy and doings, then you can say that at least half of them came for it? You could say that, right?
Or so convinced, Meer stares at Zion.
"Well, I don't think there's anything I can say about that..."
"And that's what I'm saying!
Strongly enough, Meer looked around Ginn.
- How about this!? Didn't you cut it out?
I was relieved that no one would open their mouth and let my face shine all the time, that's exactly when!
"But..."
In a harsh tone, Bernardo said.
"Unfortunately, Your Highness, then that is no reason for us to return. I would also like to hear the rationale for what His Royal Highness said...... Even if there were someone with such thoughts, it would be no different for us to dismantle the rebels and restore local security."
- Oh, I knew..., it couldn't have been that easy.
Disappointing Shoulder Dropping Meer, was...
"I don't think it's going to be that easy to get a spear if you can't afford to cut taxes with them..."
To that word, breathe back again.
"Oh, that's a mistake. What the rebels, that is, the people who arose, are asking for is the liberation of the Prime Minister, Sir Dasaev Donovan."
Meer tells Linsha what she was saying word for word.
Then......, the reaction was dramatic.
"... Prince Abel, have you heard from His Majesty that you have captured Uncle Donovan in prison?
"No... I don't ask that. Your Majesty didn't say, and I'm the first."
Abel, who was told the story, shook her head with a surprised face. By the way, I already have allowances. Apparently, there doesn't seem to be any major injuries, and he's a ho and a relieved breath meer.
"I see..., apparently, there's somewhere to listen to His Highness the Princess... but that also makes no sense if you don't know where Uncle Donovan is captured. If we can help Uncle Donovan, we will certainly convince the rebels..."
To Bernardo's words, Dion takes the lead.
"Yes, I was interested in that too, Her Highness Princess Meer. Naturally, I think you have an idea of where you're being held captive, but aren't you being killed in the first place?
Prime Minister Dasaev Donovan is not a hostage.
We don't need to keep anything alive because we just need to inspire people to bee up, to inspire them.
Uncle Rudolphin, who had now inspired the Imperial Revolution, had been murdered.
Dion's question was natural….
"Ha...?
It's obvious, but there's no way I can answer that to Meer. Whatever..., we've already lost control of Meer.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, that's, uh..."
However…, help was also brought from unexpected directions.
"That sounds like you should answer from me."
A familiar voice, turning his gaze, stood Keithwood, a young man with red hair and a troubled smile.
And on its shoulders were clumps of birds with black and beautiful wings.
"Keithwood, are you all right? Or what, the raven..."
To Zion's question, Keithwood shrugged his shoulders small.
"It's the use of good news. No, it might be sad news for us."
The seeds that Meer sowed blossomed beautifully in a distant exotic land, attracting the black birds that dwelt in the land.
The bird delivers to the seeded a new seed of hope of its own.
It took, and Monica's entrusted hope arrived with the black raven.
Seeds gathered in the wisdom of the Empire to overshadow tragedy.
At the time of its sprout, it was imminent.
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Try to put it into words and feel it again.
This situation is strange, obviously not satisfactory.
That was the revolution that took place in the empire, the discomfort I noticed before that, because it was Meer who was crushing the way the country leaned, because Ludwig was explaining it one by one in disgust.
What we have seen in the Kingdom of Lemno is completely different from what was once the place of the Tiermoon Empire.
Nonetheless, the cause of the civil unrest is very similar, as is the flow that followed.
Rudolfon's Tubor and Chancellor Dasaev Donovan.
Civil unrest ensues when nobility, an ally of the people, is harmed. And both, it is the Kingdom of Sankland that saves the people suffering from oppression.
In two places with completely different conditions...... is such a coincidence possible?
- Absolutely not.
Doesn't this make it as if someone is trying to tailor the Kingdom of Sankland to a just executor?
Someone..., God of Destiny, or another brutal demon...,
"Sounds like a cunning plan..."
Think that far, Meer realizes.
- Oh? But this..., how can I explain it?
Yes, everything presupposes Meer's prior life knowledge. Meer doesn't have the art of explaining her discomfort.
- Duh, duh, what do I do!?
He was in a hurry Meer, but right around the corner, an unexpected person raised his voice of convincing.
"A cunning plot...... Well, what if His Royal Highness considers this rebellion to be some sort of rape plot? It's a rebellion to divide our country, and it's 'silly' to be danced by the thoughts of that person and bleed among our fellow countrymen... so that's what His Royal Highness wants to say?
Bernardo, unlike earlier signs of swordswallowing, was turning an intriguing gaze to Meer.
"Ha...?
"That's Her Royal Highness Princess Meer. Did you still notice?"
"That's just great, Mia!
Pokan, and Meer, who opens her mouth, are annoyed with admiration by Ludwig and Anne's two loyal ministers.
Only Dion put his arms around him and watched him make it...
"Does that mean that if that's what happened to Prince Zion trying to stop Prince Abel by putting his body up?
Bernardo turns his gaze toward Theon. Scion shook his head slowly,
"No, I..."
- So, what are you trying to deny, stupid honesty, even though it's going to subside round!?
Meer panicked and blocked Zion's mouth.
As for Scion, I fought because I had something I couldn't give away, and the person I fought, Abel, was also supposed to..., I opened my mouth thinking a lot about leaving it misunderstood, like being rude to Abel too... blah blah blah blah, I know that. It's not this Meer.
After blocking his mouth, he manages to assemble the logic that convinces Scion.
At this time, Meer's brain spin was the fastest ever.
"Okay, if you want to be more accurate, you're half right."
"Half?"
Bernardo looks suspicious. Meer ears quickly at Scion, who also tilts his neck.
"You were here to protect me, so if my purpose is to solve that cunning ploy and doings, then you can say that at least half of them came for it? You could say that, right?
Or so convinced, Meer stares at Zion.
"Well, I don't think there's anything I can say about that..."
"And that's what I'm saying!
Strongly enough, Meer looked around Ginn.
- How about this!? Didn't you cut it out?
I was relieved that no one would open their mouth and let my face shine all the time, that's exactly when!
"But..."
In a harsh tone, Bernardo said.
"Unfortunately, Your Highness, then that is no reason for us to return. I would also like to hear the rationale for what His Royal Highness said...... Even if there were someone with such thoughts, it would be no different for us to dismantle the rebels and restore local security."
- Oh, I knew..., it couldn't have been that easy.
Disappointing Shoulder Dropping Meer, was...
"I don't think it's going to be that easy to get a spear if you can't afford to cut taxes with them..."
To that word, breathe back again.
"Oh, that's a mistake. What the rebels, that is, the people who arose, are asking for is the liberation of the Prime Minister, Sir Dasaev Donovan."
Meer tells Linsha what she was saying word for word.
Then......, the reaction was dramatic.
"... Prince Abel, have you heard from His Majesty that you have captured Uncle Donovan in prison?
"No... I don't ask that. Your Majesty didn't say, and I'm the first."
Abel, who was told the story, shook her head with a surprised face. By the way, I already have allowances. Apparently, there doesn't seem to be any major injuries, and he's a ho and a relieved breath meer.
"I see..., apparently, there's somewhere to listen to His Highness the Princess... but that also makes no sense if you don't know where Uncle Donovan is captured. If we can help Uncle Donovan, we will certainly convince the rebels..."
To Bernardo's words, Dion takes the lead.
"Yes, I was interested in that too, Her Highness Princess Meer. Naturally, I think you have an idea of where you're being held captive, but aren't you being killed in the first place?
Prime Minister Dasaev Donovan is not a hostage.
We don't need to keep anything alive because we just need to inspire people to bee up, to inspire them.
Uncle Rudolphin, who had now inspired the Imperial Revolution, had been murdered.
Dion's question was natural….
"Ha...?
It's obvious, but there's no way I can answer that to Meer. Whatever..., we've already lost control of Meer.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, that's, uh..."
However…, help was also brought from unexpected directions.
"That sounds like you should answer from me."
A familiar voice, turning his gaze, stood Keithwood, a young man with red hair and a troubled smile.
And on its shoulders were clumps of birds with black and beautiful wings.
"Keithwood, are you all right? Or what, the raven..."
To Zion's question, Keithwood shrugged his shoulders small.
"It's the use of good news. No, it might be sad news for us."
The seeds that Meer sowed blossomed beautifully in a distant exotic land, attracting the black birds that dwelt in the land.
The bird delivers to the seeded a new seed of hope of its own.
It took, and Monica's entrusted hope arrived with the black raven.
Seeds gathered in the wisdom of the Empire to overshadow tragedy.
At the time of its sprout, it was imminent.
Try to put it into words and feel it again.This situation is strange, obviously not satisfactory.That was the revolution that took place in the empire, the discomfort I noticed before that, because it was Meer who was crushing the way the country leaned, because Ludwig was explaining it one by one in disgust.What we have seen in the Kingdom of Lemno is completely different from what was once the place of the Tiermoon Empire.Nonetheless, the cause of the civil unrest is very similar, as is the flow that followed.Rudolfon's Tubor and Chancellor Dasaev Donovan.Civil unrest ensues when nobility, an ally of the people, is harmed. And both, it is the Kingdom of Sankland that saves the people suffering from oppression.In two places with completely different conditions...... is such a coincidence possible?- Absolutely not.Doesn't this make it as if someone is trying to tailor the Kingdom of Sankland to a just executor?Someone..., God of Destiny, or another brutal demon...,"Sounds like a cunning plan..."Think that far, Meer realizes.- Oh? But this..., how can I explain it?Yes, everything presupposes Meer's prior life knowledge. Meer doesn't have the art of explaining her discomfort.- Duh, duh, what do I do!?He was in a hurry Meer, but right around the corner, an unexpected person raised his voice of convincing."A cunning plot...... Well, what if His Royal Highness considers this rebellion to be some sort of rape plot? It's a rebellion to divide our country, and it's 'silly' to be danced by the thoughts of that person and bleed among our fellow countrymen... so that's what His Royal Highness wants to say? Bernardo, unlike earlier signs of swordswallowing, was turning an intriguing gaze to Meer."Ha...? "That's Her Royal Highness Princess Meer. Did you still notice?""That's just great, Mia! Pokan, and Meer, who opens her mouth, are annoyed with admiration by Ludwig and Anne's two loyal ministers.Only Dion put his arms around him and watched him make it..."Does that mean that if that's what happened to Prince Zion trying to stop Prince Abel by putting his body up? Bernardo turns his gaze toward Theon. Scion shook his head slowly,"No, I..."- So, what are you trying to deny, stupid honesty, even though it's going to subside round!?Meer panicked and blocked Zion's mouth.As for Scion, I fought because I had something I couldn't give away, and the person I fought, Abel, was also supposed to..., I opened my mouth thinking a lot about leaving it misunderstood, like being rude to Abel too... blah blah blah blah, I know that. It's not this Meer.After blocking his mouth, he manages to assemble the logic that convinces Scion.At this time, Meer's brain spin was the fastest ever."Okay, if you want to be more accurate, you're half right.""Half?"Bernardo looks suspicious. Meer ears quickly at Scion, who also tilts his neck."You were here to protect me, so if my purpose is to solve that cunning ploy and doings, then you can say that at least half of them came for it? You could say that, right? Or so convinced, Meer stares at Zion."Well, I don't think there's anything I can say about that...""And that's what I'm saying! Strongly enough, Meer looked around Ginn.- How about this!? Didn't you cut it out?I was relieved that no one would open their mouth and let my face shine all the time, that's exactly when!"But..."In a harsh tone, Bernardo said."Unfortunately, Your Highness, then that is no reason for us to return. I would also like to hear the rationale for what His Royal Highness said...... Even if there were someone with such thoughts, it would be no different for us to dismantle the rebels and restore local security."- Oh, I knew..., it couldn't have been that easy.Disappointing Shoulder Dropping Meer, was..."I don't think it's going to be that easy to get a spear if you can't afford to cut taxes with them..."To that word, breathe back again."Oh, that's a mistake. What the rebels, that is, the people who arose, are asking for is the liberation of the Prime Minister, Sir Dasaev Donovan."Meer tells Linsha what she was saying word for word.Then......, the reaction was dramatic."... Prince Abel, have you heard from His Majesty that you have captured Uncle Donovan in prison? "No... I don't ask that. Your Majesty didn't say, and I'm the first."Abel, who was told the story, shook her head with a surprised face. By the way, I already have allowances. Apparently, there doesn't seem to be any major injuries, and he's a ho and a relieved breath meer."I see..., apparently, there's somewhere to listen to His Highness the Princess... but that also makes no sense if you don't know where Uncle Donovan is captured. If we can help Uncle Donovan, we will certainly convince the rebels..."To Bernardo's words, Dion takes the lead."Yes, I was interested in that too, Her Highness Princess Meer. Naturally, I think you have an idea of where you're being held captive, but aren't you being killed in the first place? Prime Minister Dasaev Donovan is not a hostage.We don't need to keep anything alive because we just need to inspire people to bee up, to inspire them.Uncle Rudolphin, who had now inspired the Imperial Revolution, had been murdered.Dion's question was natural."Ha...? It's obvious, but there's no way I can answer that to Meer. Whatever..., we've already lost control of Meer."Huh? Oh, yeah, that's, uh..."However, help was also brought from unexpected directions."That sounds like you should answer from me."A familiar voice, turning his gaze, stood Keithwood, a young man with red hair and a troubled smile.And on its shoulders were clumps of birds with black and beautiful wings."Keithwood, are you all right? Or what, the raven..."To Zion's question, Keithwood shrugged his shoulders small."It's the use of good news. No, it might be sad news for us."The seeds that Meer sowed blossomed beautifully in a distant exotic land, attracting the black birds that dwelt in the land.The bird delivers to the seeded a new seed of hope of its own.It took, and Monica's entrusted hope arrived with the black raven.Seeds gathered in the wisdom of the Empire to overshadow tragedy.At the time of its sprout, it was imminent.
