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The Empress of the Tier Moon Empire, Mea Luna Tier Moon, is said to have been a very humorous and playful person.
This is the story of a prank she set up.
A scene at the White Moon Palace, Tier Moon Empire.
The young Empress of the Empire, Mea, finished a day of work and gracefully enjoyed tea time in the afternoon.
The chef's signature vegetable cake was about to pierce a fork with a cane... that's exactly when! A few men of central nobility came.
They all give to the Blue Moon, and they come in the past to challenge what Meer has said. The greetings were there, and soon they started talking.
"Please reconsider your judgment the other day."
"Yes....? What are you talking about?
"What was known. It's about Uncle Rudolfon and Count Berman."
"Well... it would be reasonable to say that this is the case with Countess Berman."
"Dear Left, he is a man of central nobility, and one who holds the Crown Princess's town in his own territory will not be dressed as a low throne. I will not deny the validity of the Count, even if he was committed to the establishment of St. Meer's College."
They first showed their attitude of admitting Meer and then smiled lightly as they tried to round it up.
"But, Uncle Rudolfon, how about counting him....."
You said something like that!
Oh dear, it seems like you can relax and enjoy the cake... I thought Meer put the fork in a sigh... before I took a bite of pacli and then put the fork.
"Mumble... Hmm, but he distributed his own wheat and saved a lot of people. Without his wheat, there would have been many sacrifices. And his son, Cello Rudolfon, is no longer something you can admit?
Even in the words of Meer, the nobles show difficulty.
"Of course, I know that. But it's not going to be the Count."
"The Prize and the Punishment of Faith are indispensable for ruling the country. Isn't that right?
Ludwig talked, keeping away from Meer.
He gave you an abominable gaze, and the noble man shook his head.
"Lord Ludwig is a civilian. With all due respect, aren't you familiar with these nobility situations?
After looking down at Ludwig, they mock him.
They reacted to Ludwig's words not because they recognized his abilities. Because Ludwig is Meer's favorite.
In front of Meer, it was a consideration that ignoring Meer's evidence would be bad.
In fact, at the time of the tedious protest, Meer's testimony has deteriorated considerably, and at the time I stopped eating the delicious cake, I think it's worth dying... but they have no reason to know.
"I see. So, what you're saying is that it's not always possible to give a peripheral nobleman the same title as a central nobleman... is it?
"Thank you for your understanding. Your Majesty."
I was so cool that I lowered my head... but that attitude seemed somehow rude.
--Well, as a Blue Moon, you wanted Mr. Safias to be Emperor, and there's no reason to favor me.
I started thinking, "I want to eat something sweet."
"Your Majesty... can I help you?
Ludwig's voice flew in.
"Hmm... Oh, yes! I have a good idea."
Meer said with a smile on her face.
"Then, how about I change the character of Uncle Hojiku...?
With that, Meer sees her fingers pretending, fumbling, roaring... and thinking about it.
"For example, yes. Border! What about Border Country? This one is cooler and a little bit cooler, but don't you feel like you're in the world?
Only Ludwig, who was right next door, responded to Meer's words.
He opened his eyes too much in astonishment, but soon he looked down with his glasses fixed so as to hide them.
"Border Uncle...? I see, if you put a border on your head, you'll feel like a rural person... But would that be deceptive?
"What are you talking about? This isn't about form. Keeping Uncle Watanabe is contrary to the Prize and Punishment. But the Count can't. So, is this the only way to do it?
With that, Meer smiles like a prank.
"I see... That's His Majesty. Thank you for your brilliance."
While saying such a thing, they left the room.
Ludwig talks to Meer who drops it off with a smile.
"Your Majesty... Uncle Frontier..."
"Fufufu, you knew that."
Meer said after smiling with a cool face.
"Yes, of course, it fits the title you're thinking. Well, it seems to have been out of use for a long time, and since it's a foreign title in the first place, it's not impossible to talk about it without knowing it...."
It's Meer's prank. Or it was a little bit of a response to the people who complained.
Uncle Frontier, it's a real title. No, to be precise, the title that once existed.
It's not for my uncle. Sometimes on top of that, it can be listed in the weather.
A national shield with territory near the border. Sometimes the throne given to the blood of the monarch, sometimes to the most trustworthy man of the monarch, is the border uncle.
And the kingdom where the throne existed was that great power, the Kingdom of Saint Krand.
Even though the throne was no longer used now, among the folk grass, it was still the throne of the frontier county that was treated with respect equal to the king.
In St. Noel's class, Meer, who was learning about it, smiled with a sense of congregation.
"Our protests actually made things worse.... They don't have a position."
"Fufu, this is the punishment for interrupting my cake. It's a little prank."
So Meer smiled nicely and chewed the cake.
Now... the news of Rudolfo's appointment as Border Master came as a huge shock among the central nobles. Unlearners who did not know the Border Count were furious when they heard that it was the title that existed in Saint-Claude and that it was equal to the weather.
Meanwhile, Meir and the four nearby dukes, Safias, Emeralda, Ruvi, and Strina, each with a bitter smile, received the reward.
It was decided that the fool of the middle nobility had touched Meer's anger. However, Safias, who found out that his stupid aristocracy was his Blue Moon, turned a little blue.
Well, anyway... the rush of the central nobility didn't last long.
"Well, it's just the shape. In fact, the Empire did not have a frontier count, nor did it have more territory. It's not going to increase power, so there won't be a problem."
So they are the middle-class nobles who comfort themselves.
However, such a shocking incident will erupt after a while.
It is…, a friendship between Border Lady Thiona Rudolfon and Theon Saul Sankland, the young king of Sankland.
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The Empress of the Tier Moon Empire, Mea Luna Tier Moon, is said to have been a very humorous and playful person.
This is the story of a prank she set up.
A scene at the White Moon Palace, Tier Moon Empire.
The young Empress of the Empire, Mea, finished a day of work and gracefully enjoyed tea time in the afternoon.
The chef's signature vegetable cake was about to pierce a fork with a cane... that's exactly when! A few men of central nobility came.
They all give to the Blue Moon, and they come in the past to challenge what Meer has said. The greetings were there, and soon they started talking.
"Please reconsider your judgment the other day."
"Yes....? What are you talking about?
"What was known. It's about Uncle Rudolfon and Count Berman."
"Well... it would be reasonable to say that this is the case with Countess Berman."
"Dear Left, he is a man of central nobility, and one who holds the Crown Princess's town in his own territory will not be dressed as a low throne. I will not deny the validity of the Count, even if he was committed to the establishment of St. Meer's College."
They first showed their attitude of admitting Meer and then smiled lightly as they tried to round it up.
"But, Uncle Rudolfon, how about counting him....."
You said something like that!
Oh dear, it seems like you can relax and enjoy the cake... I thought Meer put the fork in a sigh... before I took a bite of pacli and then put the fork.
"Mumble... Hmm, but he distributed his own wheat and saved a lot of people. Without his wheat, there would have been many sacrifices. And his son, Cello Rudolfon, is no longer something you can admit?
Even in the words of Meer, the nobles show difficulty.
"Of course, I know that. But it's not going to be the Count."
"The Prize and the Punishment of Faith are indispensable for ruling the country. Isn't that right?
Ludwig talked, keeping away from Meer.
He gave you an abominable gaze, and the noble man shook his head.
"Lord Ludwig is a civilian. With all due respect, aren't you familiar with these nobility situations?
After looking down at Ludwig, they mock him.
They reacted to Ludwig's words not because they recognized his abilities. Because Ludwig is Meer's favorite.
In front of Meer, it was a consideration that ignoring Meer's evidence would be bad.
In fact, at the time of the tedious protest, Meer's testimony has deteriorated considerably, and at the time I stopped eating the delicious cake, I think it's worth dying... but they have no reason to know.
"I see. So, what you're saying is that it's not always possible to give a peripheral nobleman the same title as a central nobleman... is it?
"Thank you for your understanding. Your Majesty."
I was so cool that I lowered my head... but that attitude seemed somehow rude.
--Well, as a Blue Moon, you wanted Mr. Safias to be Emperor, and there's no reason to favor me.
I started thinking, "I want to eat something sweet."
"Your Majesty... can I help you?
Ludwig's voice flew in.
"Hmm... Oh, yes! I have a good idea."
Meer said with a smile on her face.
"Then, how about I change the character of Uncle Hojiku...?
With that, Meer sees her fingers pretending, fumbling, roaring... and thinking about it.
"For example, yes. Border! What about Border Country? This one is cooler and a little bit cooler, but don't you feel like you're in the world?
Only Ludwig, who was right next door, responded to Meer's words.
He opened his eyes too much in astonishment, but soon he looked down with his glasses fixed so as to hide them.
"Border Uncle...? I see, if you put a border on your head, you'll feel like a rural person... But would that be deceptive?
"What are you talking about? This isn't about form. Keeping Uncle Watanabe is contrary to the Prize and Punishment. But the Count can't. So, is this the only way to do it?
With that, Meer smiles like a prank.
"I see... That's His Majesty. Thank you for your brilliance."
While saying such a thing, they left the room.
Ludwig talks to Meer who drops it off with a smile.
"Your Majesty... Uncle Frontier..."
"Fufufu, you knew that."
Meer said after smiling with a cool face.
"Yes, of course, it fits the title you're thinking. Well, it seems to have been out of use for a long time, and since it's a foreign title in the first place, it's not impossible to talk about it without knowing it...."
It's Meer's prank. Or it was a little bit of a response to the people who complained.
Uncle Frontier, it's a real title. No, to be precise, the title that once existed.
It's not for my uncle. Sometimes on top of that, it can be listed in the weather.
A national shield with territory near the border. Sometimes the throne given to the blood of the monarch, sometimes to the most trustworthy man of the monarch, is the border uncle.
And the kingdom where the throne existed was that great power, the Kingdom of Saint Krand.
Even though the throne was no longer used now, among the folk grass, it was still the throne of the frontier county that was treated with respect equal to the king.
In St. Noel's class, Meer, who was learning about it, smiled with a sense of congregation.
"Our protests actually made things worse.... They don't have a position."
"Fufu, this is the punishment for interrupting my cake. It's a little prank."
So Meer smiled nicely and chewed the cake.
Now... the news of Rudolfo's appointment as Border Master came as a huge shock among the central nobles. Unlearners who did not know the Border Count were furious when they heard that it was the title that existed in Saint-Claude and that it was equal to the weather.
Meanwhile, Meir and the four nearby dukes, Safias, Emeralda, Ruvi, and Strina, each with a bitter smile, received the reward.
It was decided that the fool of the middle nobility had touched Meer's anger. However, Safias, who found out that his stupid aristocracy was his Blue Moon, turned a little blue.
Well, anyway... the rush of the central nobility didn't last long.
"Well, it's just the shape. In fact, the Empire did not have a frontier count, nor did it have more territory. It's not going to increase power, so there won't be a problem."
So they are the middle-class nobles who comfort themselves.
However, such a shocking incident will erupt after a while.
It is…, a friendship between Border Lady Thiona Rudolfon and Theon Saul Sankland, the young king of Sankland.
The Empress of the Tier Moon Empire, Mea Luna Tier Moon, is said to have been a very humorous and playful person.This is the story of a prank she set up.A scene at the White Moon Palace, Tier Moon Empire.The young Empress of the Empire, Mea, finished a day of work and gracefully enjoyed tea time in the afternoon.The chef's signature vegetable cake was about to pierce a fork with a cane... that's exactly when! A few men of central nobility came.They all give to the Blue Moon, and they come in the past to challenge what Meer has said. The greetings were there, and soon they started talking."Please reconsider your judgment the other day.""Yes....? What are you talking about? "What was known. It's about Uncle Rudolfon and Count Berman.""Well... it would be reasonable to say that this is the case with Countess Berman.""Dear Left, he is a man of central nobility, and one who holds the Crown Princess's town in his own territory will not be dressed as a low throne. I will not deny the validity of the Count, even if he was committed to the establishment of St. Meer's College."They first showed their attitude of admitting Meer and then smiled lightly as they tried to round it up."But, Uncle Rudolfon, how about counting him....."You said something like that!Oh dear, it seems like you can relax and enjoy the cake... I thought Meer put the fork in a sigh... before I took a bite of pacli and then put the fork."Mumble... Hmm, but he distributed his own wheat and saved a lot of people. Without his wheat, there would have been many sacrifices. And his son, Cello Rudolfon, is no longer something you can admit? Even in the words of Meer, the nobles show difficulty."Of course, I know that. But it's not going to be the Count.""The Prize and the Punishment of Faith are indispensable for ruling the country. Isn't that right? Ludwig talked, keeping away from Meer.He gave you an abominable gaze, and the noble man shook his head."Lord Ludwig is a civilian. With all due respect, aren't you familiar with these nobility situations? After looking down at Ludwig, they mock him.They reacted to Ludwig's words not because they recognized his abilities. Because Ludwig is Meer's favorite.In front of Meer, it was a consideration that ignoring Meer's evidence would be bad.In fact, at the time of the tedious protest, Meer's testimony has deteriorated considerably, and at the time I stopped eating the delicious cake, I think it's worth dying... but they have no reason to know."I see. So, what you're saying is that it's not always possible to give a peripheral nobleman the same title as a central nobleman... is it? "Thank you for your understanding. Your Majesty."I was so cool that I lowered my head... but that attitude seemed somehow rude.--Well, as a Blue Moon, you wanted Mr. Safias to be Emperor, and there's no reason to favor me.I started thinking, "I want to eat something sweet.""Your Majesty... can I help you? Ludwig's voice flew in."Hmm... Oh, yes! I have a good idea."Meer said with a smile on her face."Then, how about I change the character of Uncle Hojiku...? With that, Meer sees her fingers pretending, fumbling, roaring... and thinking about it."For example, yes. Border! What about Border Country? This one is cooler and a little bit cooler, but don't you feel like you're in the world? Only Ludwig, who was right next door, responded to Meer's words.He opened his eyes too much in astonishment, but soon he looked down with his glasses fixed so as to hide them."Border Uncle...? I see, if you put a border on your head, you'll feel like a rural person... But would that be deceptive? "What are you talking about? This isn't about form. Keeping Uncle Watanabe is contrary to the Prize and Punishment. But the Count can't. So, is this the only way to do it? With that, Meer smiles like a prank."I see... That's His Majesty. Thank you for your brilliance."While saying such a thing, they left the room.Ludwig talks to Meer who drops it off with a smile."Your Majesty... Uncle Frontier...""Fufufu, you knew that."Meer said after smiling with a cool face."Yes, of course, it fits the title you're thinking. Well, it seems to have been out of use for a long time, and since it's a foreign title in the first place, it's not impossible to talk about it without knowing it...."It's Meer's prank. Or it was a little bit of a response to the people who complained.Uncle Frontier, it's a real title. No, to be precise, the title that once existed.It's not for my uncle. Sometimes on top of that, it can be listed in the weather.A national shield with territory near the border. Sometimes the throne given to the blood of the monarch, sometimes to the most trustworthy man of the monarch, is the border uncle.And the kingdom where the throne existed was that great power, the Kingdom of Saint Krand.Even though the throne was no longer used now, among the folk grass, it was still the throne of the frontier county that was treated with respect equal to the king.In St. Noel's class, Meer, who was learning about it, smiled with a sense of congregation."Our protests actually made things worse.... They don't have a position.""Fufu, this is the punishment for interrupting my cake. It's a little prank."So Meer smiled nicely and chewed the cake.Now... the news of Rudolfo's appointment as Border Master came as a huge shock among the central nobles. Unlearners who did not know the Border Count were furious when they heard that it was the title that existed in Saint-Claude and that it was equal to the weather.Meanwhile, Meir and the four nearby dukes, Safias, Emeralda, Ruvi, and Strina, each with a bitter smile, received the reward.It was decided that the fool of the middle nobility had touched Meer's anger. However, Safias, who found out that his stupid aristocracy was his Blue Moon, turned a little blue.Well, anyway... the rush of the central nobility didn't last long."Well, it's just the shape. In fact, the Empire did not have a frontier count, nor did it have more territory. It's not going to increase power, so there won't be a problem."So they are the middle-class nobles who comfort themselves.However, such a shocking incident will erupt after a while.It is, a friendship between Border Lady Thiona Rudolfon and Theon Saul Sankland, the young king of Sankland.
