Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de
71 Apparently, There'S Gonna Be One More.

"Then I don't need it. Just something that will give you no conditions."

Lianya replied instantly, not even asking about the contents of the conditions the emperor had spoken of, and seemed uninterested.

The emperor, returned with the answer, opens his eyes slightly surprised.

"I haven't spoken of the terms yet?

"You don't have to say it. Whatever the terms, the answer is no."

Lianya can clearly jump the emperor's words.

As if that word of denial had gone unheard, the emperor kept going.

"I was going to say, my daughter, if I marry Cloire and become royal?

"No, you're kidding."

It was Lotus Ya who said no quickly, but when I saw the look on his face and on Cloire's face, I was staring at Lotus Ya with tears of eye width as to why.

Why are you crying? And I was in a hurry Lianya, but when I think about it, my answer to the question of whether to marry this daughter is to think that depending on what I hear, I may not even sound like I'm completely denying her charm or something, and I rush to follow up.

"Beh, it's not like I'm not attracted to Chloe, I don't deserve to get married, that's what I'm saying... So don't cry, Chloe, I'm kind of like the bad guy"

"Hey... even if you do enough to try to answer me... I kind of feel totally denied as a woman"

Lotus Yaya remembers the strange guilt that she shouldn't have done anything wrong to Cloire, who sneers at her.

"That's why I didn't say that. Even if you don't have breasts, your point as a woman is higher, right?

"I'm terrible at Lenya coming to stab Todome..."

I stopped crying for once. It was a cloire, but my expression doesn't clear.

"If you have a high point as a woman, may I ask why you say no?

The emperor opens his mouth as he watched with pleasure.

Lianya tinkled her nose and returned her gaze to the Emperor's face.

"First of all, you can't be royal, can you? Then I heard that Cloire is now seventy years old. No matter how long I live, I won't live another hundred years, but even if you go out with me that far, I guess being 170 is not an elf underage?

"As for the royal family, as it stands, what more can I do than be the supreme power? It is possible to activate power even if there are those who speak out of dissent. Besides, I don't think age is a problem, because the body is an adult?

To the words of the emperor, who had said so well, Cloire flipped each chair backwards.

He was making a pretty fancy noise and clashing his head on the floor, so the soldiers, who had refrained behind the emperor, rush to help and wake him up.

Sion and Lorna's eyes on the Elf Emperor watching over the matter have reached quite the cold, and Lianya pulls her chair and stands up as she gently lowers Flau on her lap to the floor.

"Hey, Cloire."

"I was..." Yes?

Suddenly called his name, he replies as he stands up scratching his head, which the clower struck against the floor.

Watching such a cloire, Lianya pounded the knife on her hips without changing her expression.

"You, are you willing to wake up a coup or something?

"... Yes!?

Cloire overhears something very noisy.

The look on the faces of the soldiers who were trying to help that cloire froze into boulders.

"I feel like I should slaughter the Emperor here and put you in the Emperor's chair."

"Ha ha. The words alone are worthy of great treason... but it's not even an official place, so let's just say we listen."

He was His Majesty the Emperor, who made him laugh in a flash, but Theon and Lorna did not miss the sweat creeping out on his cheeks.

Because Lianya's attention is directed toward the Emperor, it had no effect on the Scions, but apparently Lianya's voice and expression are quite a mixture of serious ingredients.

"Then change the direction of the conversation. Let's give the reward as a reward. I'm sorry about the territory, but I can't give it to the untitled, so I'm not asking you to give it up."

"So?"

"On top of that, as a request from me, the emperor, why don't you take care of my daughter, Chloe? Whatever the cost, we'll pay for it."

"Marry me, what's so different from the story?

It is Lianya's gaze as if to see even the frigid ones, but the emperor doesn't seem to care at all.

"Marry me, I'm not saying. I won't even tell you not to marry me. Take responsibility when you get your hands on it."

"So?"

"Just put it aside. What if we were talking about it?

To the words of the emperor, Lianya often thinks.

To be honest, it was a story I wanted to say no to immediately.

However, there are also circumstances in Lianyi that honestly cannot be turned down.

That's because Lianya herself wants it, not to say, but from the flow of the story and the atmosphere of the emperor herself, from the look on her face, apparently she sensed that this emperor was trying to push Cloire against Lianya for everything.

In other words, a prediction is made that all the means available will probably be used.

Concessions, if you're flexible, are still good, but when it comes to being used for extortion and exercising strength, there's a lot more trouble.

Even if I'm still good, the impact on my surroundings is too great.

That doesn't change the situation when you flee back to the city of Kuklika.

If you were to be the emperor of the elves, you could use the transfer gates or whatever you want.

When you are finally moved as a country, you can say that weighing in on the emperor is a certainty if you weigh a single adventurer and emperor with the Principality of Triden.

With that in mind, Lianya thinks that it may not be very good practice to let them say no here unhindered.

"Mr. Lenya, please do it from me, too. Please, allow me to accompany you."

Seeing Lianya come up with it in silence, or Croix pinches her mouth.

"My base is in the city of the people of the people's continent. Does accompanying me mean giving the cloir to the people's continent?

I thought it might be something I couldn't talk to in the direction of the other person saying I stopped, so I shook Lianya, but this parent and child would accept it lightly.

"That doesn't matter. You don't mind if I call you Chloe?

"Yes, Father"

Lianya exhales softly as she sees the cloire that makes her snort clearly.

For Lianya, it's somewhat understandable that Cloire wants to follow her.

First of all, no doubt, it's the reason I joined the fight against demons.

I didn't know where I got into the Croix bump, but I do know that via that battle anyway, I guess I got somewhat nostalgic.

What was not known to Lianya was the Emperor's intention.

At first Lianya wondered if the emperor was trying to keep himself connected to the land of the elves.

I guess that's why I've offered the usual and improbable treatment of doing the croir to my daughter-in-law, taking it up with the royal family and telling them to do the territory too.

However, after turning it down, I do not see the intention of the request to say that it is accompanied by Lotus Yayo, who has presented it next.

If you wanted to put a rope around Lianya's neck, you were underpowered in the croils.

I can't influence Lianya's behavior, at least in Kroir.

If it returns to the people's continent, it is an exaggeration.

Because living on a people's continent should involve considerable difficulty for a croir who has only ever lived in an elf country, and will no longer have the kind of free time that he is putting something up with Lianya, etc.

The emperor himself should know that, but on the basis of that, Lotus has no idea why he wishes Lotus to accompany him.

There can't be anything behind it, but I can't see behind it at all.

What are you thinking, Lianya stares at the face of the emperor, but the emperor himself doesn't try to change one expression because of where the wind blows and Lianya's gaze.

It was Lianya, who had been doing so for a while, but consumed quite a bit of time before slowly opening her mouth.

"We're going to live on a people's continent, so, of course, you're going to learn the common language, right?

Lotus Yaya, who had heard that Elf was in a high mood and would not use people's language or anything else, tried to bring it up as his last raise.

Here, if the emperor and the croissant speak out that such words cannot be used, he can refuse with dignity.

However, Kroir responded instantly to Lianya's words.

"I'll try my best to remember!

Where did you say the setting of high temperament went, inner Lianya holds her head.

Instead, I even think you're a lot more honest than the noblemen of the people.

"... the cost of living and everything else, of course, you have it that way, right?

"Whatever. I don't do shameless imitations like asking to bear the cost of keeping my daughter. I promise to put everything here, from everything around me to money. I just want you to provide the room where my daughter lives."

For a moment Lianya thought that there was no room, but immediately stopped thinking about it.

Because if I did, I thought I might say that Cloire would take the inn by herself and follow.

As long as that happens, I don't think there's anything wrong with having people live close to me.

"Frau, can we get a room?

"I have a place that was originally a children's room. It's possible if you vacate it."

"What is Flau's burden of having more than one?

"Is there a problem? Just..."

For the first time here, Frau looks at Cloire's eyes still.

Cloire looks back at that gaze without being pressurized.

"At the Mansion, you will obey what Frau says. You don't mind that?

"I don't mind. Thank you very much."

Kroir bows his head to Frau.

Seeing that, Frau said as he glanced off the cloire somewhere satisfactorily, turning his attention back to the cup with tea.

"Master, Frau doesn't object."

"I disagree, Lenya"

Until then, Rhona uttered words thoroughly about interpreting Elf into Zion.

"Mr. Kroir will be revealed in Her Royal Highness the Emperor's direct line. If anything happens, it could develop into an international problem between the Principality of Triden and the Elf Country."

"I see the concern is the best."

The emperor, who nodded one to Rhona's words, turned to Lianya.

"Then let's just say I don't have to guarantee this for the safety of my daughter. I will leave this in the text as a condition of my own commitment. So what do you think? Anyway, as someone who lives right next to you, I'm talking in anticipation of something you'll be very concerned about."

"You have a lot of behavior. I mean, you're telling me that Cloire's in danger, and that I'm not guilty of something like her dying without me being able to deal with it?

"Exactly. There's no such thing as a clower, is there?

"No, Father."

"Hey, something's wrong, but could you honestly confess to me what you're up to, Your Majesty the Emperor?

Thinking in common sense, Lianya asks looking at the emperor in the presentation of conditions that are absolutely impossible.

Now there is no back. Who says to believe when they say there is no back?

"People don't listen to me when I plan to."

Says the emperor with a pitiful face, as he says it is truly out-of-heart.

"If you want to hear my honesty, don't tell me. There's no such thing as a plan."

"Why don't you say it because you want to hear it?

"If so, I'll be honest with you."

Kohon, and cough one up, and the emperor starts talking with a serious face.

"Cloire is my immediate line, even though she is my 35th daughter, so she has a low ranking and probably won't even have a chance to appear on the edge of the story of the succession to the throne. In other words, it is not in an important position, but therefore its presence is not valued."

"... Hey?

"Father...?

A scratch enters from both Kroir and Lianya, but the emperor continues as if he had not heard.

"Therefore, in some circumstances, the impact is small."

Lianya and Kroir are both speechless.

I just stare half-eyed and look at the face of the emperor talking in a taunted manner.

"If it's even more domestic, it's costly in vain. Specifically, from food to clothing to shelter, we must prepare the corresponding items as the Emperor's daughter."

"Waste... is it, Father..."

"If we keep up with you, we will be able to live the same way on the people's continent, and we expect to save a lot of money before we build it."

"I know it's true, but that's terrible, dude"

"Moreover, this series of stories is not ordered by the emperor, but can be transferred to execution without any guilt, even for me, because it comes from the spontaneous wishes of the person"

What do you say, an emperor with a satisfying grin all the time.

Cloire, with an empty look somewhere, tells him to squeal as he turns to Lianya.

"Lenya, I... seriously think I'll think about the coup..."

"Well... don't call me when you run, I'll help. I can't fit in, come to us. It's getting kind of pathetic."

"Excuse me, Mr. Lenya. You're in trouble."

Lorna, who once objected to how the cloire looked so pitiful with the dust bowing her head, also mumbled, and Zion silenced herself completely missing the time to pinch her mouth.

The emperor laughs smilingly, though the cloire has become so stubborn.

"Looks like we've got the story together. superimposed, superimposed"

Oddly enough, everyone in the room except the emperor himself wondered if this reign of His Majesty the Emperor would really last another 300 years.